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STORY TITLE: Harry Potter's Golden Rule
PART: 03 of ??
AUTHOR: Red Jacobson (red.jacobson@gmail.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: 9,162
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

The Doe
Just After the Previous Scene

Katie grinned at the way Astoria was walking as she stepped through the curtain from the lounge, as well as the satisfied grin on the younger girls' face. Harry was just a few seconds behind her, looking smug, but she really couldn't blame him, if what Astoria was saying was the truth, he had to be absolutely amazing in the kip! She felt a brief flash of regret at missed opportunities, but pushed it aside, Lee suited her right down to the ground.

Thinking of the conversation she had just finished with her lover, she reached into her pocket and pulled out the plastic baggie and walked up to Harry.

“Um, Harry, this may sound kind of strange, but, can I have some of your hair?”

He just smirked at her, “Polyjuice? I didn't know that you went in for that sort of thing Katie.” The smirk dropped and he looked at her seriously, “Be really careful with this, I don't want anybody else getting their hands on it, I've been in the Daily Prophet often enough for things I've actually done!”

She laughed, “Not a problem, other than Lee, nobody other than the three of us will know that I have it.”

He nodded, his hand reaching for one of his bangs, before pausing. “You know, Katie, fair is fair. If you are going to be experiencing shagging me, I should get something from the deal as well. You give me some of your hair, and I'll give you some of mine, agreed?”

She couldn't help it, her jaw dropped a little, as he basically told her that he thought she was desirable and wanted to shag her! Pulling a pair of scissors from her belt, she snipped off several strands and he conjured a glass vial to hold them, before reaching for the scissors.

“Do you always carry scissors around with you, Katie? I can't imagine you get a lot of requests to cut off bits of your hair.”

She chuckled, “No, I think you are the first as far as that goes, but I do have to cut the tags off of different merchandise that a customer wants to wear out of the store, like the lingerie and the butt plug that Astoria is trying to adjust to.”

He laughed, and Astoria grinned a little sheepishly, “Well, what do you expect, today was the first time I'd ever had anything noticeable up my arse, and, while I enjoyed the hell out of it, it does take some getting used to!”

Katie snickered, “Maybe I should get myself ready before I head for home then, I can take Lee just fine, but if Harry's that big I might want to be stretched out a bit more. Besides, Lee will lose his mind when he sees me wearing a plug, he's one of the biggest arse men I've ever met!”

Harry just looked at her, “Can you blame him? Have you ever seen your arse, Katie?” She looked at him in surprise, still not used to how much he had changed since she left school. He continued, “The old bastard may have had my libido suppressed, but I still used to check you out in your Quidditch leathers every chance I got! Hell, all three of you girls on the team have amazing arses, and if you weren't so happy with Lee....” He trailed off, but she got the message loud and clear, and it sent a shiver of delight through her body, especially when she glanced at Astoria and she was nodding thoughtfully, a slight smile on her face.

Blushing slightly, she finished gathering up their purchases, and carried them up to the counter, a small part of her mind dancing happily at the thought of the commission she was going to be earning. She tried to silence that part of her, since Harry was a friend, but wasn't entirely successful. When she moved behind the register to start scanning, she noticed that Harry and Astoria had stopped several feet away from her. Katie instantly understood when she saw what they were looking at. She wasn't even close to being submissive with Lee, but she could appreciate what the collars symbolized to Astoria, having discussed it with Angelina several times over the years.

Katie watched as Harry examined the collars on display, and she was happy to see that he was also watching Astoria's reactions to each of them. While she was aware enough to know that Astoria would be happy with anything, Harry wanted to make sure it was something that she liked. He skipped right over the ones that looked like dog collars, or were uncomfortable looking, stopping at the silk chokers. Even from several feet away, she could see Astoria's eyes light up with pleasure, and, the designs were rather attractive, she had to admit. She waited, wondering which one of them Harry would choose. After examining a few of them for several minutes, he finally made a decision and lifted one off the shelf and pulled the price tag off of it.

Harry turned to Astoria, and she felt the brief pulse of magic from him, and saw that the other customers, who had been watching the two with interest, turned away and paid them no further attention. She could still see them easily, but couldn't make out what Harry was saying. Astoria seemed pleased by whatever it was, as she smiled brightly and lowered herself to her knees in front of him. Katie was afraid she would have to intervene for a second, not wanting to watch them having sex in front of her, but it was immediately obvious that Harry had something different in mind.

Astoria lifted her hands and pushed her hair away from her throat, and Harry leaned down, presented the collar to her. She leaned forward slightly, pressing her lips to the signet on the front of the cloth, and then tilted her head back, baring her throat to him. She could see Harry's affectionate smile as he put the collar on her, and locked it around her throat. There was a brief flash as he ran a finger over the signet and then he was helping Astoria to her feet.

When they got to the counter, Katie could clearly see the words “Property of Potter” etched into the signet, and just added the price of the collar to the total. She blinked in surprise when she finished scanning all the items, and grinned wryly at Harry. “Well, I did keep within your budget, but it was close. Your total is 4,877 pounds, Harry, and that's with the preferred customer discount.”

Harry didn't even blink at the total, although Astoria seemed surprised that he had spent so much on her, but she hadn't really paid attention to the prices of the different outfits and toys that Harry had picked out for her. Harry just pulled out his wallet and handed over a Barclays card, with the small “G” in the corner that told her it was attached to his Gringotts vault.

He signed the sales slip, and then reached into his wallet and pulled out three Fifty pound notes and handed them to her. “A tip for your extra service. And, hold on to that discount for me, I'm sure I will have a lot more shopping to do over the next few weeks!”

She grinned happily, and leaned forward as she handed him his bags. Whispering so that Harry was the only one to hear her, “Just for that, I'm going to tell you a little secret for when you use my hair. If you scratch lightly behind my ears when we are shagging, I lose my mind!” She smirked, “And, if you get me going enough, I squirt!”

Harry laughed in surprise, but nodded, “I'll keep that in mind, and let you know how things go the next time I see you.”

Picking up his packages, he turned to the door, Astoria a step behind him, when Katie remembered something. “Harry, wait a second, please?”

He paused, and she hurried up to the two of them. “Sorry, I meant to mention this earlier, but, have you been to the club next door yet? The Stag?”

Blinking at the name of the club, Harry shakes his head, “No, why?”

Katie grinned, “Well, it's an upscale Gentleman's Club, and they recently started doing Amature Nights. Considering the way the two of you walked in here, it seems you like showing your concubine off, and thought you might want to take her there some time. I've seen Dean bringing Lavender there several times, and they both seem to really enjoy it. And Astoria certainly has the figure for it.”

Harry grinned, looking at Astoria, “What do you think, pet, is that something you would enjoy? I'm asking you because we haven't sat down and had a conversation about your limits yet, and I won't make a decision like this for you, without that understanding.”

Astoria grinned, “Thank you for that, and, while it certainly sounds like fun, can we talk about it another time? It's been a very long day, and, I'm getting to the point where I really need some sleep.”

He nodded, “Understood, it has been an eventful day, it's not everyday you get divorced and start a new life, is it?” Looking at Katie with a smile, “We'll certainly keep that in mind, and, who knows, one of my other girls may be into the idea, once I know who they are.” He shook his head, “And isn't that a strange thought? Oh well, thanks again Katie, and” winking at her, “Have fun tonight!”

Putting his arm around Astoria, the two of them walked out into the chilly London night, and Katie laughed. Looking up at the clock, she saw that her shift was up in 45 minutes, so she smiled and turned to greet the next customer.

Lee and Katie's Flat
An Hour Later

Katie was absolutely drenched in anticipation as she hurried up the stairs to their flat. She had mirror-called Lee as soon as she clocked out, so he had already taken the stamina potion and would have the improved polyjuice waiting for the final ingredient. She idly wondered if the improved version would really last for up to three hours? If it did, she was very glad that she had tomorrow off, because she was going to be soooo sore in the morning!

Pushing open the door, Lee was standing there, dressed in his old school uniform, Gryffindor tie and all, and he had found a pair of glasses like Harry used to wear from somewhere, and she just loved him more! Pulling the bag out of her purse, she handed it to him, and as he was putting the hair into the potion she started stripping out of her clothes.

Unfortunately, in her excitement, she forgot to completely close the front door, and Angelina got one hell of a shock when she stuck her head in twenty minutes later.

Angelina had just come back from having a drink with Alicia, who really needed to talk to someone after the blowup at the Burrow that evening, and George was still so withdrawn he could barely communicate, She was shocked, but not really surprised at Alicia's' news that Harry was divorcing Ginny, the girl had never seemed right for him from what she had seen back at Hogwarts, but she wasn't really close enough to either of them to be sure.

She really felt bad for Alicia, she could tell the girl was unhappy, but under the new laws, that wasn't a reason for her to be able to divorce a pure-blood. And it wasn't like George was bad to her, he was just trying to recover from the loss of Fred, and that wasn't something that a person could just 'get over', especially as close as the two of them were. Of course, a mind healer might help, but Molly wouldn't hear of anything like that, and George didn't seem to care enough to fight his mother on the issue.

Shaking her head, there really wasn't anything she could do to help her, short of killing Molly, and, while she had been tempted on occasion to try some of the twins more inventive pranks on the woman, murder wasn't something she had considered, and she really didn't want to spend time at Azkaban, even if most of the people that had met Molly would agree with her decision.

Reaching her floor of the building, she was reaching for her door key when she noticed that Katie and Lee's door was open. Passing her own door, she moved as quietly as she could, dropping her wand into her hand. This wasn't the first time that one of her neighbors had been burglarized, and wanted to stop them if they were robbing her friends. The sound of a woman's voice moaning made her speed up, her first thought was that Katie was being hurt, and she wasn't going to stand for that!

Of course, when she slipped in through the door and saw what was going on, she realized that Katie was moaning for an entirely different reason! She saw Katie, stark naked, and bent over the arm of the couch, as Harry was standing behind her, pounding into her, and Katie's moans were certainly not from pain!

She was so shocked that her wand dropped on nerveless fingers, clattering on the wooden floor, making both Katie and Harry's eyes shoot open. Katie's eyes locked on her, and Angelina started to stammer an apology, but her blonde friend just grinned widely, “Hey Ang, I'm glad you're here! Lee took an extra strength stamina potion, and I think I'm going to need your help! Want to join in? It'll be almost like old times with the Quidditch Team.”

Any embarrassment Angelina was feeling quickly faded away, and she reached back and firmly shut and locked the door behind her. Sliding out of her shoes, she started pulling at her clothes as she walked toward the two of them. “So, does Harry know that you have some of his hair and what you are using it for? Because I remember he wasn't amused back in school when Colin Creevey got his hands on some from the showers.”

“Oh, absolutely! Yes! Right there Harry! Fuck me just like that!” Katie managed to focus on her friend and continued, “He handed me the hair himself, and asked for some of mine in return, so he doesn't have a problem at all with Lee turning into him for a few hours. Now, we can talk later, bring that pussy over here so I can get my tongue inside you!”

With a laugh, Angelina climbed onto the couch and spread her legs, her hands reaching for Katie's head and she prepared to enjoy herself for the first time in months.

There was no more conversation for several hours after that.

Malfoy Manor
The Next Morning

Narcissa was furious, all the work she had put in, all the public acts of contrition that she did, to start to clean the Malfoy name, all of that was destroyed because her useless son couldn't be bothered to be discreet in his desire to get revenge on his schoolboy rival! Lucius, for all of his multitude of faults, had at least understood that, and allowed her to maintain her dignity, as well as allowing her a few discreet dalliances of her own, at least after Draco was born. But, this, this was intolerable! Not only would the public be firmly behind Potter in this, none of the blame would be spread to Astoria either, it was strictly Draco and the Weasley girl who would bear the brunt of the disapproval.

And, even worse, the photograph on the front page of the paper, discreetly blurred, of course, easily captured both the look of boredom on the Weasley girl's face, and the relative smallness of Draco's equipment, so that he couldn't even claim to be giving Weasley what Potter wasn't able to!

This was an absolute disaster, and she wasn't going to allow her hard work to splashed with the mud that would land on her waste of a son! It might be time for a brief holiday on the continent, after an appropriate comment to Rita Skeeter, of course.

Quickly putting thought into action, she called her personal elves and had them pack for a trip to the Malfoy home in France, and, while they were doing that, she finished her makeup and placed a floo call to Rita's apartment.

Rita's Apartment
Same Time

Rita was already dressed to leave for work when her floo chimed, and, knowing that very few people had her address, was intrigued. She wondered if Harry had decided to give her a call after wearing out the former Mrs Malfoy? It would be fun, be she doubted it, the two of them were probably still shagging their brains out, and wouldn't surface until Monday morning at the latest. She hoped he did decide to take her up on her offer though, hell, she'd even play with his Mistress if he wanted, she wasn't that picky! Well, she wouldn't know who it was that was calling without answering it, so after making sure it was set to 'call only' she lifted the gate on the fire.

She had to admit, if she were to have made a list of the last possible people to have called her that morning, Narcissa Malfoy would have certainly made the list, but that is exactly who was calling!

Putting a businesslike smile on her face, Rita said, “Well, good morning Mrs Malfoy, what can I do for you today?”

Narcissa's smile was just as false as her own, “I called to congratulate you on successfully making my disgrace of a son into a laughing stock, and to give you a statement for your next article on the situation.”

Rita's eyebrow raised in surprise at the terms Narcissa used, and knew that this was going to be an interesting conversation, to say the least. Smiling sharply, she said, “Well, I'm not going to say it was difficult, having a liaison right in the Leaky Cauldron, and not even bothering to use glamours was not exactly a cunning move, but then, that is one trait he never seemed to demonstrate an abundance of, did he?”

Narcissa winced, but couldn't deny it, “True, but I blame his father, allowing Severus to cosset him while in school and not forcing him to develop as a true Slytherin should. But, both Lucius and Severus are beyond my displeasure, so I'm left to do what I can. Get your quill ready, and not your green one, either, this will be quite scandalous as it is.”

Rita took her at her word and grabbed her “Copy Quotes” quill, that transcribes exactly what is said, and, dipping it in her inkwell, set it to write.

Clearing her throat, Narcissa began speaking “I am extremely disappointed in the behavior of my son Draco. The bonds of Marriage are some of the most important foundations of our society, and to see the proof that he willingly defiled those bonds goes against everything I believe in. Worse, it goes against the standards of the both of the families I represent, the Black family, which I was born into, and the Malfoy family, which I married into. As such, because I am the Head of the Malfoy family under the conditions set by the Wizengamot after Draco's trial, I am expelling him from the Malfoy family for his offenses against our traditions. I will be registering this decision with the Ministry this morning, and it is not revocable.”

Rita removed the quill from the parchment and whistled softly, “Yes, that will certainly be controversial, and should set up quite a bit of uproar among the older families.” Putting the quill aside, and capping the ink bottle, she turned back to the flames. “Okay, the interview is over, I'm curious though, and this is strictly for my own information, I won't be writing about it, why the emphasis on both families?”

Narcissa smirked, “Rita, who is the head of the Black family right now?”

Rita's jaw dropped, and then she laughed, “Right, I'm so used to thinking about him as Lord Potter, he almost never uses the Black title, at least not since he got Sirius's name cleared after the war. Okay, now what was the twaddle about the sanctity of marriage? Lucius wasn't always faithful, and, I know that you haven't forgotten that weekend we spent in Paris after Draco was born, so why were you trying to shovel that shite?”

“You know that, and I know that, hell, everybody is aware of it, but nobody admits it, they will pay lip service to marriage and purity until their deathbeds, and nobody will say a word against me for using that as an excuse to shave off the dead weight that was my former son!”

Taking a sip of her tea, Narcissa smiled, “And I haven't forgotten Paris at all, my dear. In fact, I'm heading to the continent as soon as I leave the Ministry this morning. Would you like to join me for a weekend when I get settled in? I've still got several bottles of that wine you enjoyed.”

Licking her lips, and remembering their time together, Rita nodded, “I think I could find some time to get away, just give me a call with the address when you are settled. I've even found a few new toys that I think you might enjoy.”

With a laugh, Narcissa ended the call, and Rita gathered up her parchment and headed to the Prophet.

Shell Cottage
6:30am

It was the smell of bacon frying and coffee brewing that woke Hermione up, after a restless night of dreams that seemed to ignore the potion she had taken. From the time she closed her eyes, she watched as she and Harry made love in various out of the way locations, always being caught by Dumbledore and obliviated, until it was finally the two of them in the tent after Ron had left them, and they thought they were taking each other's virginities. Interspersed with those dreams were the fumbling kisses and touching that she had shared with Luna and Cho, and McGonagall and Flitwick wiping those memories.

She honestly wasn't that surprised at McGonagall's betrayal, she always was loyal to Dumbledore, but it hurt that Flitwick seemed to have no problem with cursing them, she somehow had felt that he was better than that. Of course, he was at least part goblin, and, as they found out with Griphook, they have different ways of seeing the world, and he probably was able to justify it to himself. That didn't mean that she didn't want revenge on him, of course, but that would have to wait until they got everything resolved with Harry.

Looking at the clock on the mantle, she swore softly as she saw it was almost 7 o'clock! Luna and Cho would be arriving fairly soon, and she desperately needed a shower. Climbing to her feet, she stumbled toward the kitchen, the sound of Fleur and Bill's voices becoming clearer. The teasing tone in their voices reminded her so much of her parents that she hesitated, not wanting to interrupt them, but Bill must have heard her moving around, as he called out, “Better hurry up, Hermione, otherwise Fleur will eat all the breakfast, and you'll have to do without!”

Smiling at Fleur's outraged denial, and Bill's laughter, she hurried toward them, only to freeze in the doorway as she saw the two of them. Bill was at the stove, bare chested and wearing dungarees, and she felt guilty for admiring just how well he filled them out, but it was Fleur who captured most of her attention, because she was sitting at the table, her dressing gown open showing her breasts as Victorie nursed from her. Remembering the dreams with Luna and Cho, and how it felt to have their breasts in her hand, she couldn't help but stare, and a bit of drool leaked down her chin.

She tried to turn away before they noticed, but it was too late, as Bill chuckled and said, “They really are fantastic, aren't they? I had the same reaction the first time I saw my beautiful wife in all her glory, and I still do, even now.”

Hermione laughed, a little embarrassed at having been caught staring, but thought, 'Gryffindors Forward!' and sat down at the table across from Fleur. “Sorry about staring, but, after I fell asleep, I got more and more memories of things Harry and I did together, and also, the time that I finally admitted to myself that I was attracted to certain girls as well, and how much I liked Luna and Cho's breasts when we had a topless snogging session. It was that bastard Snape who took those memories away, but he spent a good long time leering at us first! I just hope that I don't find a memory of him doing anything other than looking, I may be sick!”

Taking a drink from the mug of coffee that Bill handed her, she smiled at Fleur, continuing. “Anyway, seeing Fleur sitting there brought memories of that night back, and I suddenly realized that I was very sorry you were happily married, because I would love to take you to bed!”

Of all the reactions she would have expected, honest laughter was probably not going to be the top of her list. But that's what happened, both Fleur and Bill looked at each other and started laughing. Although, to her eyes, Fleur seemed more than a little bit smug. After giving them a few minutes to calm down, she set her mug down and said, “Do you mind letting me in on the joke? I really don't recall saying anything particularly funny!”

Fleur smiled at her, “Sorry, 'ermione, it's just that, as we were getting ready for bed last night, I told Bill that it was a shame you were so in love with Harry, because, if you weren't, I would have invited you to join Bill and I, and we would have driven away those memories in a much nicer fashion than just taking a potion.”

She couldn't help it, she laughed as well, long and hard until there were tears in her eyes. When she finally got herself under control, she giggled, “Yeah, I can see the humor in the timing that's for sure. But, you and Bill both? You're right, if I wasn't in love with Harry I'd be dragging you both into the bedroom right now, but, as it is, I can't see it happening. I doubt that Harry would have a problem with you and I being together Fleur, although I'm sure he would want to watch, but, I really can't see him being comfortable with me making love to Bill, just like Bill would not be happy it you and Harry made love. Even if we were all in the same room, I can't see it working out without hurting somebody, so I'll just stick with the fantasies.”

Bill surprised her then, “Actually, if it were Harry, I really wouldn't have a problem with it, but, from what I know of Harry, he needs a lot of healing before he would be able to enjoy seeing you in another man's arms. It's something we can take a look at in a few years, and see how he feels then, if you and Fleur are both still interested. But, you still haven't eaten, and the bacon is going to get cold.”

Laughing, she held up her plate, and the rest of the meal was eaten in companionable silence.

Daphne's Apartment
Same Time

Daphne was just finishing her second cup of coffee when the Daily Prophet owl flew through her window and landed on the chair next to her. Paying the owl, she unrolled the paper and casually glanced at the headlines as she refilled her cup. Taking a sip, she her eyes widened as she read the headlines again. They hadn't changed, it really read:

Potter, Malfoy Divorce Announcement – Draco Malfoy, Ginevra Weasley accused of Adultery and Attempted Line Theft!

Grinning to herself, 'looks like Stori got what she wanted after all. Good for her!'

Looking closer at the picture, she snickered, both at the miniscule size of the discreetly blurred area around Draco's crotch, which wasn't a surprise, she'd heard both Pansy and Astoria complaining about it over the last several years, as well as the look of absolute boredom on the Weaslette's face. She looked like she was listening to one of Binn's lectures on Goblin Rebellions and struggling to stay awake.

She knew that Stori hadn't been happy with the marriage contract, even when her parents first presented it to her she had argued strenuously against it, but Lucius had paid the agreed on price and her parents weren't willing to give him the money back. Of course, the money really isn't doing them any good now, since the two of them are sitting in Azkaban for the rest of their lives, but Lucius was even worse off, considering he got the Dementor's Kiss right there in the Wizengamot Chambers.

Reading between the lines, Daphne got the strong impression that Stori had achieved the other part of her plan, getting Potter in bed. She hoped that he was a decent lover, her sister deserved something good after having to put up with Malfoy.

Checking the time, she saw that it was just after 8 o'clock, so Stori should be awake. Her sister was never one for having a lie-in, even on a Saturday morning, and Daphne really wanted to find out everything that happened, and get a little gossip too, if she could.

Going back to her bedroom, she picked up the communication mirror that was paired with Astoria's, and attached it to her wall mirror. Tapping it with her wand, the other mirror was activated, but unfortunately it totally black, and the sounds were muffled. “Bugger! It must be in her purse so she can't hear it!”

Taking the mirror in her hand, she made a change so it would connect to the nearest mirror to his sister. Putting it back on the larger mirror, she tapped it again, and was rewarded by a swirl of color before the reflection of her room changed to show something she never had expected to see!

She felt an instant of vertigo as she found herself looking down on Astoria from the ceiling. That wasn't too unusual, but the fact the her sister was stark naked, and had her legs wrapped around the back of a wiry black haired man was very unusual. An instant's thought had her grinning, 'Well, looks like she got that part of her plan as well, and considering she she's still shagging him 18 hours later, he must be damn good in the kip!'

She didn't want to admit it, even to herself, but she felt slightly jealous of her sister, since she had entertained more than a few fantasies about Potter herself, and Stori got there first. Shaking her head, she took a closer look at her sister, and her jaw dropped as she noticed that a: her hands were cuffed to the headboard above her head, and b: she was wearing a collar around her throat!

Daphne must have made a noise of some kind, because Astoria's eyes opened and looked directly at her, before she smirked. Daphne could barely believe the words that came from her sister's mouth.

“Master? Master! Please, can you stop buggering me for a minute? We have an audience.”

The man stopped what he was doing, and pulled out, turning around to look up at the mirror above him. Daphne licked her lips when she got a good look at his equipment, but, hearing his throat clearing, looked up into his face. She had been afraid that Potter would be angry, or at least annoyed with her, but, to her surprise, he looked amused, and, from the way his eyes were running over her body, more than a little interested in her as well. She flushed under his frank appraisal, but then he spoke,

“Good Morning Daphne. I have to admit I wasn't expecting you to call this morning, Astoria was planning on calling you later today, so we aren't exactly dressed to converse, but, what can we do for you?”

She stuttered out an apology for interrupting, and said that she would call Astoria later, before breaking the connection. She couldn't get the scene out of her mind, and she stood up abruptly from the dressing table, fumbling with her robes until she was just as naked as her sister. Dropping to her knees, she crawled over to her trunk, and, throwing it open, used her wand to unlock the hidden compartment at the bottom. Reaching in reverently, she pulled the wide metal collar from it's box, and, pushing her hair away from her neck impatiently, closed the collar around her throat, before picking up her favorite toy from the compartment. Placing the realistic head in her mouth, she turned and, still on her knees, crawled over to her bed and climbed onto it.

Laying on her back, she lifted her legs and, with a gesture from her wand, cuffs dropped from the ceiling, and the headboard, attached to thin metal chains. Grinning softly, she wondered what the reactions of a few of her instructors at Hogwarts would have thought if they knew the bed and the toy were things that she developed on her own? They had always thought that she was a mediocre student, wouldn’t they be surprised!

With the ease of long practice, she guided the cuffs around her ankles and sighed as the chains retracted, pulling her legs back and her hips off her bed. Reaching between her legs, she slid the toy inside her, grunting as the attachment penetrated her arse while the main portion slipped between her soaking pussy lips. Tapping it with her wand, she groaned as it started warming up to normal body temperature and then began to move inside her.

Struggling to hold onto her concentration, she placed her wrists into the padded leather cuffs that were hanging from the shorter chains. She tugged against them experimentally, satisfied that they would not release her until she had achieved her climax, and she closed her eyes, giving into the fantasy where it was Master Harry who had her tied to his bed as he took his pleasure from her and she was helpless to resist......

Harry's Bedroom
Immediately Afterwards

Harry looked down at the still bound Astoria, and, as their eyes met, they both burst out laughing. When they finished, and Harry wiped the tears from his eyes, he said, “So, where were we?” which set them both off again.

When she stopped laughing, Astoria looked up at him with an impish smile and said, “I'd love to see what Daphne is up to now. I'd be willing to bet you that she is trying like crazy to get herself off after watching us.”

Harry grinned, “That would be something to see, wouldn't it? And, you did say that she's even more submissive than you are, didn't you?”

She nodded, “Absolutely! She'd be willing to suck your cock out of my arse even without Jeremy's Law getting involved. With it, she'd probably happily use her tongue to get my arse ready for you!”

His grin widened, “Now that, that I would really like to see. But, how would we be able to see what she is up to, and, most important, you mentioned a bet, what sort of stakes are you offering?”

“That's easy, I have a mirror that is paired to Daphne's, that's how she was able to look in on us. It's in my purse, and, if you would get it, we can use it to see exactly what she is doing. As for the stakes....” she paused, thinking, before grinning again.

“If you win, and she isn't trying to get herself off, I'll go with you to “The Stag” and dance for you in front of the audience. And, I'll contact Pansy and Tracy and get them to join us for a night or so of naked sweaty fun. They are just as submissive as I am, and you will have them doing anything you've ever imagined.”

He nodded, “Very tempting, very, very tempting. But what if you win? What if Daphne is getting herself off?”

She smirked, “Well, in that case, I'll still dance at The Stag, I think I would really enjoy that, but, you have to seduce Tracy and Pansy yourself.”

“You've got a deal, but, remind me to get the wards adjusted so that it will prevent people from using mirrors and things like that to look in on me. You and Daphne will still be able to get through, but I don't like the idea of strangers watching.” He smiled slightly, “Although, from what you are saying, and her reaction, I've got a strong feeling that Daphne will be moving in with us, so it would be a moot point, anyway.”

She giggled, doing interesting things to her upper body. “I think you're right, Master, and I have to admit, I'm kind of looking forward to getting my tongue inside her. But I also think it's important you get Hermione, and maybe others, involved fairly soon, because my feeling about Daphne are telling me that I'm already starting to be affected. It's not bad, yet, I told you after the first time we had sex that I would bring her in if you wanted, but now I'm really looking forward to the idea. But, we can talk about that later, if you can bring the mirror, we can see who wins the bet, and then you can get back to pounding me through the mattress!”

A few minutes later, after conclusively determining that Astoria had won the bet, Harry did his best to do exactly that!

Shell Cottage
8:30 That Morning

Hermione was pacing nervously in the back garden, checking her watch every few seconds, cursing the slowness of the time as it seemed an hour would pass for each minute that changed on the face of her watch.

Finally, the watch showed 8:30, and she felt the magic of the portkey activating. Turning toward the back of the garden, where the girls were to arrive, she started going over her prepared speech, only to have all the words disappear as soon as she saw the two of them standing there. The first thing she knew was that she was running toward them, and they were running toward her, and they were hugging and kissing and talking over each other, each of them trying to apologize and crying and laughing all at the same time.

She had no idea how long they stood there, just drawing comfort from each other, but eventually she noticed Bill and Fleur standing in the doorway, watching them. After introducing Cho to Bill, she remembered Fleur from the Tri-Wizard, they went inside where they found three calming potions waiting.

Cho smiled and shook her head, “Thank you Fleur, and Bill, but I don’t think we need those. At least Luna and I don’t, we got out crying and hysterics at what was done to us out of our system last night. Now, my main emotion is anger, but it’s under control. It’s the people that I’m angry with who will need to worry, because I have already started planning how we can best express just how unhappy we are with them. The trick is going to be, finding a way to do that without ending up in Azkaban, so I’m hoping that Hermione, and, when he gets here, Harry, have some ideas.” Reaching out and taking Luna’s hand, she looked at Hermione and said, “We talked about it last night, and we want to be the ones who bring down Flitwick, he made things in the dorm even worse than they needed to be for Luna, and that’s not something I’m willing to forgive! I’m sure you have plans to express to McGonagall just how you feel, don’t you?””

The grin on Hermione’s face was almost feral, “Oh yes, I think she will be quite surprised to discover what I’ve learned over the years. I wonder how she would handle having her skeleton transformed to her animagus form while her outer body stayed human? It would certainly be an interesting experience for her, briefly.”

Luna spoke up for the first time, “It’s a shame that Dumbledore, Moody and Snape are all dead, I was thinking about a scientific article covering the changes that happen when a rock is inserted into a person’s anus and then transfigured into a live Honey Badger. I’m sure that the three of them would have been perfect research assistants!”

Bill shuddered briefly, before clearing his throat. “Um, just because they are dead doesn’t necessarily mean that you can’t affect them. I’m going to be doing some digging when I get back to work on Monday to try and find curses that affect the souls of the dead. Even if I don’t find anything, with the intelligence in this room, I’m sure that we can create some curses of our own, don’t you?”

He said a silent prayer to whoever was listening that those four women, Fleur included, never smiled at him the way they were smiling now. If they ever did, he would try and find a dementor to snog before they did whatever they were planning, at least that way the soul was destroyed and out of their reach!

While the others were contemplating revenge, Fleur pulled out the paper, and asked if they had read the Daily Prophet yet, none of them had, so she handed it over.

After reading, and snickering at the picture, Hermione said, “Harry mentioned that he would be bringing someone with him this morning that was under an oath, any takers that it won’t be Astoria Greengrass?”

The other two shook their heads, and Luna said, “I don’t really know her, do you think she’ll have a problem with sharing?”

Hermione shrugged, but Cho shook her head, “No, she won’t, I’m certain. I’m sure that Harry is aware of it by now, but Astoria and I were together a few times at school, and she has no problem sharing!”

Hermione leaned forward with a grin, “Robbing the cradle a bit, Cho? She was a year behind our Luna if remember correctly, so, how did that happen?”

Turning to Luna for help, the blonde just grinned at her, “No, I’m curious as well, how did you get the little Slytherin Princess to drop her knickers?”

Seeing that neither of them was going to drop the subject, and that Bill and Fleur both looked interested as well, she sighed and began to speak.

“Not a lot to tell, really. It was during the year that you, Harry, and the idiot were on the run. I had snuck into the castle to try and help out. I don’t know if you knew this, but Astoria and several other girls in Slytherin had been passing us information, helping us out. Anyway, toward the end, she was under suspicion, and we had to move her into the room. As I’m sure you can imagine, there was a lot of boredom, so we got to spend some time talking, especially about Harry.” She chuckled, “Even though she was already contracted to Malfoy, it was fairly obvious that Astoria had a bit of a crush on Harry, even then.

“Things didn’t really progress until somebody, i don’t know who, managed to sneak a couple of bottles of firewhiskey in one night. Astoria and I had a few drinks, and, while I was tipsy, she was drunk enough to let her guard down and start talking about a couple of her favorite fantasies. I didn’t say anything to her about it, but, somehow, her fantasies always involved a mysterious dominant wizard who had messy black hair and green eyes, and there was always another woman with them. I’ll admit, when she started talking about a Chinese girl who was with her as they submitted to the wizard, I got so excited that I drug her over to the privacy area and started snogging her! She kissed me back, and, by the time we broke for air, the little minx had my top off! And, well, there was no turning back after that.”

Taking a drink from the cup of tea that appeared in front of her, “Anyway, that was how it started, we were together a few times after that, until the final battle, and what happened after that, where she had to go to Draco.”

Looking at the others, she had a slight edge to her voice and her hands were trembling as she set down the cup. “So, now that I’ve satisfied your curiosity, can we please get to the reason we are here in the first place? Can you check Luna and I for any leftover curses or compulsions, because I’m sure Luna is just as anxious to see Harry as I am, and the sooner we get this done, the sooner that can happen!”

Hermione moved to her, and Luna wrapped Cho in a hug, joined by Hermione as they comforted her. When she had her emotions under control, they both apologized to her, and she grinned a little sheepishly at them. “Sorry about that, I guess I wasn’t as calm as I thought I was.”

Soon enough, Luna and Cho were both free of the last of the spells that had been cast on them, and, to no one’s surprise, found multiple magical signatures involved. Based on the similarity to the signatures on Hermione, they figured that Dumbledore was one of them, with Snape, Flitwick and McGonagall the others.

Hermione shook her head, “Was Sprout the only Head of House who looked out for her students? I honestly used to think that Harry was exaggerating the problems, but not any more!” Checking the time, she saw it was almost 10 o’clock, and looked at the others. “Is there any reason why we need to wait until 11 for Harry, and I’m assuming, Astoria, to come over?” Turning to Bill, “Will you have enough energy to remove any spells on Harry that you might find? Since he was the focus of Dumbledore’s manipulations, they will probably be stronger than the ones on us.”

Bill grinned, “I doubt it will be a problem, it didn’t take much energy at all to clear out the traces on Luna and Cho, the spells were already fading. I’ll admit, that was fairly strange, but it does happen, especially when the people that the spells are cast on are closely connected the way the three of you are. But I’m sure I have more than enough power to remove the spells on Harry, especially since the old bastard has been dead for years now.”

Fleur nodded, “And if he does need more power, I can send him some of mine, ‘ermione, so there is no reason to wait.” She grinned, “But, if he still is tired after removing the curses, it won’t be a problem to take him back to bed and ‘nurse’ him back to health.” The others laughed, especially when Bill nodded enthusiastically.

Glancing over at Luna, she raised an eyebrow at the wide grin on her lover, or soon to be lover anyway, face. “Do you have something to add, my little Moonchild?” she asked with amusement.

“Just that I don’t see any need to wait, we’ve been apart for far too long, and, to put it bluntly, the sooner they get here, the sooner we can go find a bed that will be big enough for all five of us!”

Cho laughed, “Absolutely! You’ve already been with Harry, and we are looking forward to the experience, and, if my memory is correct, you never got beyond snogging with either of us, and that is an injustice that must be corrected!”

Hermione joined the general laughter, “Well, it’s unanimous!” Pulling her wand, she concentrated and cast the Adfero spell, and, when the shimmering otter was floating in front of her, spoke to it briefly before it sped out of the room.

Harry’s Flat
A Few Minutes Later

Harry and Astoria were just finishing a Full English Breakfast, having worked up a major appetite over the past several hours. They were already showered and dressed, Harry not wanting to be tempted to pull Astoria back into the bedroom, even though Astoria would enthusiastically agree with the idea, because he really wanted to see Hermione again, without Ron this time!

He looked up when the ghostly otter floated through the wall, and grinned happily. Astoria looked at it curiously, but he just reached for it, “It’s already, it’s a message from Hermione, the otter is her patronus.”

The otter opened it’s mouth, and Hermione’s voice came out, “Good Morning Harry, and, if you are there, Astoria. I hope that I didn’t interrupt the two of you shagging, I know how much you used to hate that back in school, and, hopefully you’ll remember that as well soon, Harry. But, I just wanted to let you know that you were right, I had multiple compulsion charms and other spells, courtesy of the late goat raper and his minions, on me. If you’ve got a way to get me away from my so-called husband, without either of us ending up in Azkaban, I am very interested.

“ Something else you will be interested to know, is that Luna and Cho are both with me, and we are all very anxious to see you again! And, Astoria, Cho told us some of what the two of you got up to in the Room of Requirement, you naughty girl, and you are more than welcome to join us in the biggest bed we can find!”

Harry raised an eyebrow at Astoria, and she grinned, “I told you that Cho and I were lovers for a while, she must have told the two of them about it.”

The otter continued, and Harry would swear that Hermione’s voice got even sexier than it normally was, “So, Harry, if you are ready to see us as we are to see you, and spend the rest of the day wearing very little clothing, you don’t have to wait until eleven to get here!”

As the otter faded away, Astoria glanced at Harry and blinked at the absolutely stunned expression on his face. Before he smiled even wider and stood up from the table.

“I’m not sure exactly what memories she’s talking about, but knowing what else has been cast on me, it’s not anything good, I’m sure. I just hope that I can get them back. But what are Cho and Luna doing there? Granted, I was very interested in both of them back in school, but they want to be with all of us! That’s Bloody Brilliant!”Turning to her, Harry said, “Go get some comfortable shoes, the path to Bill and Fleur’s house is very rocky, and I don’t want you hurting your feet.”

Astoria quickly grabbed a pair of walking shoes and Harry pulled her into an embrace as said, “Brace yourself!” before she felt the squeezing sensation of being apparated. When the pressure ended, she found herself looking at a homey looking cottage. She could see the edge of a cliff not far behind the house and could feel and smell the sea breeze and hear the surf crashing on the rocks below them.

Before starting up the rock strewn path, Harry straightened and turned back to her, and she could instantly tell that it was Master Harry in front of her now, and her back straightened. “When we get inside pet, depending on who is there, I will probably order you to display yourself. I’m doing this because Hermione and the others will need to understand how much I’ve changed, and if they can’t handle it, it’s better that they walk away before Jeremy’s Law becomes an issue. And also, I want you to display yourself because you are an incredibly beautiful woman and I’m pleased you’ve given yourself to me!”

A part of her melted inside with pleasure, but she managed to control herself enough to nod and say “Thank you Master, I understand.”

He smiled at her and turned back toward the door. They were almost there when the door opened and they were soon surrounded by three women, each of whom proceeded to snog the life out of Harry, before, following Cho’s lead, they gave her the same treatment!

When Harry had kissed all four of them, he said, “Okay, we have a lot to discuss before we can find that bed, so let’s go inside and get started!”

End Chapter Three

Whew! Finally got them all together, hopefully the next chapter won’t take so long! Hope you enjoy

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