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Harry Potter and the Hogwarts Harem The Rewrite (22/?)
by Red Jacobson
See Chapter One for all disclaimers and warnings
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hi there, been a while, hasn't it? Sorry about that, but a lot of things got in the way of updating, but, hopefully I'll be back in the swing of things and able to pump out several more chapters of this story. It's over half way done now, and I'm planning to focus on this one until it's complete. Wish me luck!
ANOTHER AUTHORS NOTE: With this chapter, in order to speed up the pace of the story, I'm going to be cutting way back on the lemons. Let's face it, you get the idea by now, Harry is having sex, with lots of different girls/women in this story. Unless there is a specific, story related reason to show the scene, I'm going to ask you to use your imagination.
Eloise’s
Remus’ Room
Monday Morning
July 2nd, 2012
“Damn it, Harry! Will you give it a rest?” Remus growled, making Narcissa and Rebecca look at each other, a little concerned, he actually sounded angry!
Rebecca got up from her seat and sat down on the edge of the bed. “Remus? What’s wrong? We aren’t hearing anything we haven’t heard multiple times in the last several hours. Hell, we’ve even tried to drown him out a couple of times ourselves. So what is bothering you about it right now?”
He chuckled harshly, “Take a look at the calendar, love, tonight is the full moon, and I’m already miserable and in pain, and knowing that I won’t be able to be with the two of you just makes it even worse. I’m really not angry at Harry, and, if it weren’t for the damned wolf, I’d be laughing my arse off, and planning on teasing him mercilessly when they finally leave the room.”
Sitting up, he reached for the muscle relaxing potion and drank it with a grimace. “You know, I thought that Snape deliberately made these things taste foul, but I guess it wasn’t just him.”
Narcissa smiled briefly, “I’m pretty sure it is deliberate, so that people don’t get addicted to the pain relief portion of the potion. At least, that’s what Slughorn used to say when I was taking the class.”
Remus slid out of bed and stretched, heading for the shower. Turning to the women, he said, “I know you are working tonight Rebecca, but what about you, Cissy? Do you have any plans for the night since I’m going to be running in the Forbidden Forest?”
She shrugged, “Well, I really can’t go out, not with Riddle and his idiots still unhappy with me about cutting off their funds access and sending Draco and his rough trade to Azkaban, so I hadn’t really thought about it.”
Rebecca said, “Well, if you wanted something to do, I’m scheduled for an oil wrestling show tonight, and would love to have you as my partner.” As Narcissa’s look, she said, “I’m sure that Eloise could arrange to keep you out of the auction if you really wanted.”
Remus looked at her, “Cissy, if you are hesitating out of concern for my feelings, don’t bother. I’m as aware as anyone of the difference between sex for fun and making love. We’ve spent the last couple of weeks making love, and, if you want to find a playmate for the night, just for the sheer fun of it, go right ahead, I’ll be here as long as you want me to be.”
She turned to him, looking him directly in the eyes. “You really mean that!” she breathed, “I thought the wolf would be getting all possessive over me.”
He smiled wryly, “The last time the wolf tried to get possessive, Rebecca hit me in the nose with a week old Daily Prophet, and threatened to chop off my nuts if I did it again! That was several years ago, but the lesson stuck.”
Narcissa huffed a laugh, turning to her other lover, “You didn’t?”
Rebecca grinned, “Of course I did. I love what I do, and I make damn good money doing it. The wolf thought that, just because I chose to spend my time off with him, that I was going to quit my job. I had to be quite firm with him, but, unusual for a man, he actually did listen. He also knows that, if the time comes when I want to retire, we can revisit the question, but, until then, love is love, sex is sex, and if they intersect, then it’s a beautiful thing, if they don’t, it’s a fun way to pass the time.”
With a lecherous grin, she continued, “Hell, the only reason I haven’t gotten naked with Harry yet is that we never seem to be free at the same time. I’m determined to see for myself what he’s got that’s so special. Hell, Eloise never climbs into bed with a client unless he or she pays through the nose, but not only did she invite herself, she let him go ass to mouth on her, and still is willing to go back for more? I need to find out, from professional curiosity, if nothing else!”
Narcissa laughed, “I still can’t believe he did that to her! I would have bitten it completely off if somebody tried that with me.”
Remus shook his head, smiling, “Actually Cissy, I’ve seen him checking you out on more than one occasion, and, if you do ever go with him, don’t be surprised if he goes “Master Harry” on you. From what I’ve picked up from some of the other girls, he seems to instinctively recognize when a woman has a strong submissive streak, and he lets out his inner dominant. The girl’s seem to love it, though.”
“Really? Interesting…” She said, a faraway look in her eyes.
Rebecca snickered, “She’s gone to her happy place for a while Remus. Cissy does love a firm hand, and it sounds like Harry has that.”
Elsewhere
Later that Night
The robed and cowled figure glanced upward and nodded, seeing that the moon was becoming visible behind the clouds, and, as the silvery light illuminated the circle began his chant, quickly picked up by his acolytes.
In the center of the circle, the light shined down on the four symbolic representations that had been placed there, a leather duster, a metal spike, a little girl's doll and a black skirt and white blouse. The chanting gained in volume, and a breeze, smelling of sulfur arose in the circle. The dirt and the tokens started moving inside the circle as the breeze picked up strength until the figure could no longer see inside the circle. He kept up the chant, hearing it's echo from the acolytes as they raised their voices to be heard over the wind in the circle, until, at the climax of the chant, he pulled open the front of his robes and exposed a gem hanging from a chain around his neck. The blood red gemstone pulsed in time with the chanting, and, when the figure raised his hands above his head and brought them down sharply, the wind inside the circle died at the same time as his acolytes’ voices fell silent.
Standing in the center of the circle were four figures, two male and two female looking around curiously. When the four of them noticed him, and started to move forward, their mouths opened and their canine teeth lengthened into fangs, their faces becoming deformed. The figure gestured toward them and the gem flashed, freezing them in place. When the four realized they couldn't move they glared at the figure, and he chuckled, “Welcome back, I am the one who pulled you from your torment, because there is work for the Scourge of Europe once again, and I think that you will enjoy it. But I'm sure you are hungry after your time in Hell, so I've arranged for you to have something to eat before we discuss business.”
Stepping aside, he gestures, and three of his acolytes bring four young girls out of the shadows, they are all bound and gagged, but it's easy to see the terror on their faces. Pushing the girls into the circle, the figure taps the gem and the four vampires can move again, and they advance on their prey.
After the four vampires had finished their meal, and the smaller of the two males had pulled a pack of cigarettes from his jacket and was smoking, the figure cleared an opening in the circle and gestured for the four of them to join him. “Come, we have much to discuss before you start your work.”
Department of Mysteries
Same Time
The Unspeakable nodded at the readings, the energy flare-ups behind the veil are increasing just as expected. He whispered in satisfaction, “Not much longer now Albus, you are going to pay for everything you've done, to all of us! I will take great pleasure in watching your torments in whatever Hell you are destined for!”
Updating the notes, the Unspeakable straightened up and headed for the exit of the chapter, but froze when an alarm that hadn't sounded in over a year started blaring throughout the department. “Bloody Hell! Who's foolish enough to screw around with Necromancy now, especially since we are on the alert about Riddle already?”
With a grimace, the figure pulled the cowl down over their head and left the room.
The Rookery
Tuesday Morning
'He's doing this to me deliberately, I know he is!' Luna fumed to herself. She had finished with her breakfast almost an hour ago, and Xeno was just sitting at the table, idly going through the correspondence that had arrived during their trip. She had already washed her dishes, and the pan that her eggs were cooked in, and even went up and washed her face and hands again. Finally she said,
“Daddy, how much longer are you going to read those letters? I'm sure you are interested in finding out how many other people have found evidence of the Rotfang Conspiracy while we are gone, but if you don't get moving, you are going to learn firsthand what Harry taught me in the Defense Association last year!”
Xeno looked up in surprise, “Do we have someplace to go this morning, my little Moon-child? I thought we were just going to spend the day relaxing from our excursion.”
He managed to keep a straight face for almost a minute as Luna gaped at him, trying to find words, before he cracked and started laughing. “Okay, Luna, okay! Just let me wash my hands and we can go see Harry and your other bond mates. Just, remember the silencing charms this time, please? I'm very happy you have found love with Harry and the others, but, as your father, there are certain things I really don't want to know about the details.”
She smiled happily, practically bouncing in her seat, “Don't worry daddy, I'll make sure you won't have to hear me squealing when Harry buggers me, or when Susan or Daphne decide to make a sandwich out of me!”
At his pained look, she smirked, “And that's what you get for torturing me like that!”
Eloise's
Tuesday Morning
7:30am
Harry smirked, and Hermione's blush achieved epic proportions when they finally opened the bedroom door. It seemed like all of the girls in the house, as well as Remus were standing in the hallway and stairs outside of Harry's room. As soon as the door opened and they stepped out, everyone started clapping and whistling, although Remus was looking pretty ragged, leaning on Rebecca. When Fleur and the others followed Harry and Hermione out of the room, all with thoroughly satisfied smiles on their faces, several jaws dropped and the applause just got louder.
After a couple of minutes, Hermione started to snicker, and taking Harry's hand, gave a curtsy and started walking down the stairs. The women moved out of the way, and Harry directed her toward the dining area. When the group reached the first floor, the rest of the women dispersed, some of them to go back to bed and others to get ready for their shifts, although Hermione noticed that several of the women were giving Harry a speculative look. She was mildly surprised she didn't feel any jealousy, she knew beyond any possible shadow of a doubt that Harry loved her, and found her desirable, and she'd already accepted that he would need lovers outside of the bond, and if some of them were girls she was friendly with at school, so what? At least she could be certain that they enjoyed themselves as much as she did.
Taking the seat that Harry pulled out for her, she was relieved that it was cushioned. Her bum was still rather tender after the pounding it had taken a few hours before. It had seemed like a good idea at the time, but she wasn't sure how often she could handle being the meat in a sandwich between Harry and Susan! The busty 'Puff seemed to enjoy giving a buggering as much as she enjoyed receiving one, and she honestly couldn't wait to see her and Padma get together.
Hermione glanced around the table, and saw Lavender sitting across the table from her, a stunned look on her face, and Hermione giggled. “What's wrong, Lav? You shouldn't look so shocked, you know I get noisy when I'm all worked up.”
Lavender shook her head, “It's not that, I'm just amazed you are able to walk after the last couple of days! I've only been with him once, so far, and I couldn't walk right for hours afterward.”
She just grinned at her roommate, “Well, if it were just the two of us, I'd probably not be able to move, I'll admit, fortunately I had plenty of help!”
Lavender glanced around the table and saw Susan, Fleur, Cho and Daphne were all wearing the same sleepy smiles that Harry and Hermione had and nodded, “Well damn! All five of you? Since when do you go in for orgies? You never really seemed that interested when Parv and I got going up in the dorms.”
Hermione blushed, “Actually, I was interested, but, I was waiting for Harry to pull his head out of his ass first, I wanted him to be the first one to get his fingers and tongue, not to mention his cock, inside me, and not one of your toys.” The blush faded and she smirked, “Of course, now that I've done that, you might find me much more interested after curfew next year.”
Lavender laughed, “I can only imagine! It's too bad Parvati went back home to India, we could be making up for lost time today.”
Harry smiled, his eyes lighting up in anticipation, “Actually, Padma and Parvati are going to be here after lunch today, they got back last night, but wanted to recover from Portkey lag.”
Lavender smiled, “Parv's gonna be here? Great!” Then she paused and looked at him, “Wait a minute, Padma's part of this already? What are you doing, collecting every girl in our year?”
“Not deliberately, no, but it seems to be working out that way.” Harry shrugged, “Parvati told us that she wants to play, whether she joins us all the way remains to be seen.”
Lavender laughed, “That does sound like her, she's never been all that shy about wanting to bed you, she just held off until Hermione made her move.”
Harry glanced over at Hermione and saw her nodding, “That's true, we've heard her calling your name many nights when she came. Of course, I was doing the same thing, so it wasn't like I could complain, could I?” she finished with a grin. “It's too bad I have to leave this afternoon, my family has some additional training planned. Otherwise the three of us could have quite a reunion tonight!”
Harry didn't answer, and when she looked over at him, Hermione saw that he was staring at nothing, a glazed look in his eyes and a smile on his face. Reaching over, she shook Harry's shoulder, and said with a smile, “If you like the idea so much, maybe we can arrange for you to be in the room when the three of us make up for lost time?”
Harry nodded enthusiastically as the women laughed.
They were still eating a few minutes later, when Eloise walked into the dining area and cleared her throat. When Harry and the others looked up, she said, “Harry? You've got a visitor.”
With a grin, she stepped aside, and Luna came rushing into the room, and wrapped her arms around Harry, laughing at the happy look on his face. She quickly found herself being hugged and kissed by her bondmates, and didn't even notice when Xeno, a wistful smile on his face, turned away.
Eloise was still watching with a grin when she saw Xeno leaving the lounge a few minutes later with a beaming Penelope Clearwater at his side, as the two of them headed for the steps to the playroom.
Hogwarts
Headmaster's Study
Albus pushed away the remnants of his breakfast, and, wiping his hands on the napkin, reached for the first of the letters that had arrived overnight. Recognizing the name that the necromancer was currently using, he broke the seal and read over it quickly. “Excellent, that should provide enough of a distraction for those inquisitive muggles without doing anything to permanent to them. I really don't want to upset Harry by having to pay them a visit like I did the Dursleys'.” Pressing his Gringotts key against the letter, he transferred the remainder of the payment to the wizard's vault. “It's a good thing that Eloise's payments have been higher than normal this month that was more than I had intended to pay for his service.”
He had just sat back and taken a sip of his tea, when he started choking. Leaning forward, he tried to clear his throat, but the choking continued. He looked around desperately, but there was no sign of Fawkes at all, and none of the House-elves would come unless summoned! He was fumbling around on the desk for a bell to summon an elf when he finally coughed the blockage out of his airway. Sitting back in his chair, he rubbed his chest and arm, trying to calm his pounding heart. “Damn it! They are getting worse, and I've got too much to do before I'm ready to hand everything over to Harry!”
Pushing himself to his feet, he staggered over to his potions cabinet, and pulled out one of the strengthening potions that Severus had developed for him. He counted the vials, and frowned seeing how few were actually left, and Horace wasn't due to arrive at the castle for another three weeks yet. He was glad that he had compelled Severus to provide the exact instructions for the potion, so he could make it himself, if he had to, but he had so many other things that needed his attention....
Eloise's
Harry's Room
Later That Morning
Luna laid back on the bed, panting, her body drenched in sweat as she basked in the afterglow of her latest orgasm. Hermione was curled up on the bed next to her, snoring softly, a sated smile on her face. The blonde looked up at Harry as he pulled his softening cock out of her, and pulled him down on top of her, kissing him softly. “That was amazing Harry, I've needed this for days, ever since I left with Daddy, but, I really need a rest. I hope you don't mind waiting for a while before we go again?”
He chuckled, “Trust me Luna, I need a rest too, the magic may have increased my stamina and libido, but I'm still only human, and I need sleep occasionally. But, I think we could all use a quick shower before we take a nap. That will give the elves a chance to clean the bedding. I'm sure you don't want to sleep on a wet spot any more than Hermione or I do.”
Luna glanced over at Hermione and snickered, “I don't think she really cares too much right now, you must have really worn her out the last two days!”
“I had a lot of help, as you well know, she was determined to do everything that everybody else had done, and didn't want to wait. I tried to tell her we had the rest of our lives together, but she didn't seem to care.”
Luna nodded, a thoughtful look on her face, before smiling again. “Well, she certainly was eager to welcome me home, and I enjoyed it quite a bit. But, you mentioned a shower?”
Calling Dobby, Harry asked him to change the bedding while they were in the shower. Gently waking Hermione, the three of them made their way to the bathroom and cleaned off, before crawling back into bed.
Dumbledore's Flat
Diagon Alley
That Afternoon
He was already waiting for Eloise when she arrived, exactly on time. Knowing the routine after so many years of bitter repetition, she immediately stripped out of her clothing and knelt on the hard wooden floor.
“So, tell me about my whores, has Harry claimed any more of them this week?”
“No, Master, he has not claimed anyone since the Greengrass girl his first week. He has had sex with multiple other women, but not bonded any of them.”
He chuckled, “Good, I'm glad he has managed to get rid of those pesky morals of his, and treating the whores the way they should be treated. The blood adoption must already be affecting him. Too bad it didn't happen sooner, before he bonded the other whores, but I'm sure that he will learn to treat them properly after his training is completed.”
Eloise kept her face impassive, but internally she was struggling to keep from attacking the monster in front of her. The thought of Harry, that gentle, loving man, turning into something like the beast who destroyed her life was enough to make her sick. Fortunately, she knew something that Albus didn't know about the oaths, and she had plans of her own. 'If it wasn't for those oaths you forced on me you bastard, you'd be singing a different song!As it is, I'm sure Harry, when I finally can tell him everything that you've done, I'm sure he will be happy to take my vengeance for me!'
She continued answering his questions automatically as she thought. He didn't even comment when she told him that Penelope Clearwater had resigned and left with Xeno Lovegood, which surprised her, he usually was very interested in anything to do with the Lovegood family for some reason. But then he asked the question she had been dreading.
“So, why have you not had the Parkinson bitch performing in the animal shows? I told you last week that I wanted her broken, and the dog and horse shows are the quickest way to accomplish that!”
“I'm sorry, Master, but she is still making so much money doing the lesbian shows that I haven't had a valid excuse to pressure her into performing like that. I've made the offer, but she is still resisting.”
For the first time, an emotion other than gentle amusement was heard in his voice, he sounded angry.
“I don't care if the cow is shooting galleons out of her cunt, the money is secondary, I want her broken and I want it done within the next 48 Hours, I don't care if she ends up like Bellatrix, or hanging from a rope in her shower stall, she will be broken, is that understood?” He actually stood up and pulled her face up to look him in the eyes. She wasn't sure what he saw in her eyes, but his eyes widened and he actually chuckled. “So you've found a bit of backbone, have you? We can't be having that, now can we?”
Stripping out of his robes, he gestured, and she moved forward, her mouth open, hatred blazing in her eyes.
When he finished with her, an hour later, she was crawling toward the bathroom to try and cleanse herself when he stopped her. Turning painfully to face him, she wished with all her soul that she could claw that smug smile off his face, when he spoke. “I would have thought you would have figured it out by now, I really don't care how much you hate me, and my having control over your body. You don't matter to me, other than a tool I can use to get what I desire. The fact that you have three holes for my cock is just a bonus as far as I'm concerned. Now, before I let you go clean yourself up, there is one last thing I need to do.”
Lifting his wand, he pointed it at her, and she cringed, wondering what he was going to do to her now? Only to relax as the yellow-green light washed over her, and she heard her Master's voice, telling her what she was to do.
By the time her head cleared, he was long gone, and she made her way to the bathroom, barely getting to the toilet in time before she was violently ill.
When the sound of the shower was heard throughout the flat, the figure of Sirius Black appeared in the corner of the room, a look of pure disgust on his face. “God Damn it, Albus, I knew that there was something wrong with you, but I never knew just what a sick bastard you are! You're even worse than Voldemort, at least he only wants to kill people, you seem to get off on the pain you cause.” He shook his head, “I've got to let Harry know. I don't know who this Parkinson girl is, but there is no way I want her to end up like Bellatrix!” With a frown of concentration, he faded away, leaving the flat quiet except for the sobbing of the woman in the shower.
Eloise's
Harry's Room
After Lunch
Harry looked around the room, smiling as he watched Luna showing her pictures from the trip, and he chuckled at the absolutely flabbergasted expression Hermione wore when presented with photographic evidence of the Crumple Horned Snorcack. He had to admit he was surprised that they actually existed as well, but he had never been as emphatic about his beliefs as Hermione was. All of them were interested as well in the drawing she had done of all of them and the animals. He was curious at the amused reaction from all the girls, except Hermione, at the Black Dragon that was with him in the picture.
“Okay, does somebody want to clue me in? What is it about the Dragon that you all find so fascinating?”
After glancing at the others, and a brief conversation in the bond, which Harry didn't listen to, Daphne said, “If what we are thinking is correct, the animals with each of us is actually our animagus form, and part of what all of us that were raised in the magical world found amusing is that, to the best of our knowledge, there has never been a true Black Dragon animagus, simply because there has been no record of a wizard or witch with the magical strength to make the transformation. Of course, the way that you seem to do the impossible on a regular basis, it only makes sense that you would be the first to achieve a Dragon form as well.”
Harry shook his head, “I swear, I'm going to contact Gringotts and the Ministry and have them change the Potter family motto to 'We Don't Do Normal!'”
The girls laughed and nodded, but Luna said, “Go ahead and tell him the rest, Daphne, it's best to be aware of the situation ahead of time so we can prepare.”
Daphne gave Luna a look, but shook her head, “I was going to, Luna, as you well know, I just hadn't gotten there yet.”
Looking back at Harry, she said, “What really amused us is that, if you do end up having the Dragon as your animagus form, even if you don't complete the transformation, is that the seven of us, or eight, when Gabrielle joins the family, won't be enough for you. Your magic would overwhelm us, and we would be doing nothing but shagging. Granted, it would be a hell of a lot of fun, but we've got other things to do in our lives that require us to be wearing clothing at least part of the time.”
Harry groaned, “Wonderful! At least I don't have to worry about being able to support all of you, but do you have any idea how many more woman would need to be involved to keep you from losing yourselves?”
Daphne frowned, “I'm not really sure, we'll know better later this summer after your magic stabilizes and we can all get our MMI checked to find out what the disparity between us is. But I think we need to be prepared to accept the fact that, even when the bond is completed, you will occasionally need a new lover from outside the bond. It won't have to be someone you are close to, but it could be someone like Katie, or Megan, who is just out for a bit of fun, and can help you relieve a bit of the excess magic you generate.” She laughed lightly, “Hell, it might be somebody like Eloise or Rebecca, or even Narcissa, excuse me, Cissy!”
Harry looked at her, his jaw dropping, “Narcissa? Are you kidding? Moony would kill me! Then he'd get Sirius to make my afterlife a living hell!”
Fleur spoke up, “Oh, I doubt that Remus would have a problem with it, after all he's experienced enough to know the difference between sex for fun and making love. And don't tell me you haven't noticed both Cissy and Rebecca, what is the term? Oh yes, 'checking you out'?”
Susan started giggling suddenly, and they all looked at her curiously, until she got herself under control. “Sorry, I just had an evil thought. Imagine taking a memory of you and Hermione thoroughly destroying Cissy and making her beg for more, and putting a pensieve of the memory in the ferret's cell in Azkaban?”
Harry couldn't help himself, he grinned at the thought, and glanced over at Hermione, to see her smirking as well.
Daphne grinned, “Hell, even if Cissy isn't interested, I'm sure we can get some hair for polyjuice. And, to be honest, I wouldn't mind starring in a memory of my own to torture Draco or Nott, both of them tried to get more than a little 'friendly' over the past couple of years, and anything that would add to their misery is alright with me!”
Harry was laughing, imagining the horror on Draco's face. He knew it was petty of him, but the little ponce had been a pain in the arse since the first trip on the Express, and he couldn't help wanting to add to his misery.
The group of them spent the next hour making plans to torture Draco with memories, and the suggestions were getting more and more outlandish, until they were interrupted by a loud beeping noise.
Looking around, the noise seemed to be coming from Hermione's purse, and she swore, grabbing her clothing. “Sorry, that was my alarm to let me know I have to leave, I need to get back home for dinner tonight. We've got a lot of things to do before tomorrow.”
Harry looked at her curiously, “What's going on tomorrow, love? I know that it's Independance Day over in America, but that doesn't mean anything, does it?”
Hermione stared at him in shock, before going pale, “Oh bugger! I can't believe I forgot to mention it!” Shaking her head, she looked at them and said, “You're right, Harry, July 4th doesn't really mean much to us, but, my family still considers themselves Americans, and we always have a cookout and get together to watch the fireworks on the telly. You are all invited to join us, and please let Padma know that she and Parvati as included, to spend the day swimming, eating burgers and hot dogs and just having fun.”
Harry glanced over at Fleur and the others, and, seeing agreement on their faces, smiled at her, “What time should we show up? And should we invite Moony and his ladies?”
Hermione smiled, “Anytime after about 10 o'clock would be great, and Moony and the others would be welcome as well.”
With a final round of hugs and kissing, Hermione made her way out the door, not noticing the pensive look on Luna's face as the door closed behind her.
The Harris Residence
Later that Day
Hermione opened the door to the sound of applause and wolf whistles. Blinking in surprise, she saw all the women in the family, including Buffy and Willow, standing in the hallway with wide smiles on their faces. Cordelia was the first to move, wrapping her in a hug kissing her forehead. The other women followed her example, although Faith smirked at her, saying, “From the smile on your face, I'd say H lived up to expectations?”
Hermione laughed, “And then some! I'll tell you all about it, but can I get something to eat first, we worked up a hell of an appetite again this afternoon, and I'm starving!”
“Sure, honey, supper is just about ready, your father is having dinner with Giles and Jenny tonight, because he really doesn't want to know the details of what you did the last few days.”
Hermione nodded, not really surprised. “That's good, I think I'd be too embarrassed talking about all that with dad, even though I know he's probably done everything I did with all of you over the years, it would still be weird!”
Faith grinned, “That's for sure! Hell, it was weird enough when Fang figured out that Cordy and I were lovers back when we worked for him, and he was just our boss, not our dad!”
Cordelia laughed, “At least it wasn't as embarrassing for us as the time that he found Kate and Wesley in the middle of a scene, and Wes was wearing the Gimp mask!”
Buffy almost choked on her drink, “Wes? In a Gimp mask? Why didn't you ever tell me about that? It would have been some amazing teasing potential.” She paused, a wicked grin on her face, “I wonder if Giles knows?”
Cordelia gave her a look, “I don't know, and you aren't going to ask him! Or do you want me to let Wes and Kate know about the little French Maid outfit I've seen you wearing, or the lovely lace collar that you hide under your sweaters?”
Buffy blushed, and shook her head, making Cordelia nod. “Look, none of us are even slightly vanilla in our sex lives, so you don't get to tease Wes for doing what makes him happy, got it?”
Hermione watched in fascination, not having seen her mother 'laying down the law' to anybody before, and wanting to memorize how she did it in case it was needed with the other girls in the family. She snorted, 'As if they would listen to me! He's already closer to Fleur and Cho than he is to me!'
She was startled by Luna's voice in her head, speaking softly, urgently. “I thought that might be the problem, love. Don't worry about how close Harry is to the others, I've already found the solution, it was in the same book I found the Charge in originally. I'll be in touch once I've got things arranged, but, please, don't worry about a thing, everything is going to be fine!'
Hermione felt a knot of worry in her stomach dissolve at Luna's words, after all, Luna was the one who found the initial spell, and that had worked out well, so, she was going to trust her with this. Smiling happily, she followed her mums into the kitchen and, while the older women were preparing dinner, started telling them all about her experiences.
End Chapter Twenty Two
by Red Jacobson
See Chapter One for all disclaimers and warnings
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hi there, been a while, hasn't it? Sorry about that, but a lot of things got in the way of updating, but, hopefully I'll be back in the swing of things and able to pump out several more chapters of this story. It's over half way done now, and I'm planning to focus on this one until it's complete. Wish me luck!
ANOTHER AUTHORS NOTE: With this chapter, in order to speed up the pace of the story, I'm going to be cutting way back on the lemons. Let's face it, you get the idea by now, Harry is having sex, with lots of different girls/women in this story. Unless there is a specific, story related reason to show the scene, I'm going to ask you to use your imagination.
Eloise’s
Remus’ Room
Monday Morning
July 2nd, 2012
“Damn it, Harry! Will you give it a rest?” Remus growled, making Narcissa and Rebecca look at each other, a little concerned, he actually sounded angry!
Rebecca got up from her seat and sat down on the edge of the bed. “Remus? What’s wrong? We aren’t hearing anything we haven’t heard multiple times in the last several hours. Hell, we’ve even tried to drown him out a couple of times ourselves. So what is bothering you about it right now?”
He chuckled harshly, “Take a look at the calendar, love, tonight is the full moon, and I’m already miserable and in pain, and knowing that I won’t be able to be with the two of you just makes it even worse. I’m really not angry at Harry, and, if it weren’t for the damned wolf, I’d be laughing my arse off, and planning on teasing him mercilessly when they finally leave the room.”
Sitting up, he reached for the muscle relaxing potion and drank it with a grimace. “You know, I thought that Snape deliberately made these things taste foul, but I guess it wasn’t just him.”
Narcissa smiled briefly, “I’m pretty sure it is deliberate, so that people don’t get addicted to the pain relief portion of the potion. At least, that’s what Slughorn used to say when I was taking the class.”
Remus slid out of bed and stretched, heading for the shower. Turning to the women, he said, “I know you are working tonight Rebecca, but what about you, Cissy? Do you have any plans for the night since I’m going to be running in the Forbidden Forest?”
She shrugged, “Well, I really can’t go out, not with Riddle and his idiots still unhappy with me about cutting off their funds access and sending Draco and his rough trade to Azkaban, so I hadn’t really thought about it.”
Rebecca said, “Well, if you wanted something to do, I’m scheduled for an oil wrestling show tonight, and would love to have you as my partner.” As Narcissa’s look, she said, “I’m sure that Eloise could arrange to keep you out of the auction if you really wanted.”
Remus looked at her, “Cissy, if you are hesitating out of concern for my feelings, don’t bother. I’m as aware as anyone of the difference between sex for fun and making love. We’ve spent the last couple of weeks making love, and, if you want to find a playmate for the night, just for the sheer fun of it, go right ahead, I’ll be here as long as you want me to be.”
She turned to him, looking him directly in the eyes. “You really mean that!” she breathed, “I thought the wolf would be getting all possessive over me.”
He smiled wryly, “The last time the wolf tried to get possessive, Rebecca hit me in the nose with a week old Daily Prophet, and threatened to chop off my nuts if I did it again! That was several years ago, but the lesson stuck.”
Narcissa huffed a laugh, turning to her other lover, “You didn’t?”
Rebecca grinned, “Of course I did. I love what I do, and I make damn good money doing it. The wolf thought that, just because I chose to spend my time off with him, that I was going to quit my job. I had to be quite firm with him, but, unusual for a man, he actually did listen. He also knows that, if the time comes when I want to retire, we can revisit the question, but, until then, love is love, sex is sex, and if they intersect, then it’s a beautiful thing, if they don’t, it’s a fun way to pass the time.”
With a lecherous grin, she continued, “Hell, the only reason I haven’t gotten naked with Harry yet is that we never seem to be free at the same time. I’m determined to see for myself what he’s got that’s so special. Hell, Eloise never climbs into bed with a client unless he or she pays through the nose, but not only did she invite herself, she let him go ass to mouth on her, and still is willing to go back for more? I need to find out, from professional curiosity, if nothing else!”
Narcissa laughed, “I still can’t believe he did that to her! I would have bitten it completely off if somebody tried that with me.”
Remus shook his head, smiling, “Actually Cissy, I’ve seen him checking you out on more than one occasion, and, if you do ever go with him, don’t be surprised if he goes “Master Harry” on you. From what I’ve picked up from some of the other girls, he seems to instinctively recognize when a woman has a strong submissive streak, and he lets out his inner dominant. The girl’s seem to love it, though.”
“Really? Interesting…” She said, a faraway look in her eyes.
Rebecca snickered, “She’s gone to her happy place for a while Remus. Cissy does love a firm hand, and it sounds like Harry has that.”
Elsewhere
Later that Night
The robed and cowled figure glanced upward and nodded, seeing that the moon was becoming visible behind the clouds, and, as the silvery light illuminated the circle began his chant, quickly picked up by his acolytes.
In the center of the circle, the light shined down on the four symbolic representations that had been placed there, a leather duster, a metal spike, a little girl's doll and a black skirt and white blouse. The chanting gained in volume, and a breeze, smelling of sulfur arose in the circle. The dirt and the tokens started moving inside the circle as the breeze picked up strength until the figure could no longer see inside the circle. He kept up the chant, hearing it's echo from the acolytes as they raised their voices to be heard over the wind in the circle, until, at the climax of the chant, he pulled open the front of his robes and exposed a gem hanging from a chain around his neck. The blood red gemstone pulsed in time with the chanting, and, when the figure raised his hands above his head and brought them down sharply, the wind inside the circle died at the same time as his acolytes’ voices fell silent.
Standing in the center of the circle were four figures, two male and two female looking around curiously. When the four of them noticed him, and started to move forward, their mouths opened and their canine teeth lengthened into fangs, their faces becoming deformed. The figure gestured toward them and the gem flashed, freezing them in place. When the four realized they couldn't move they glared at the figure, and he chuckled, “Welcome back, I am the one who pulled you from your torment, because there is work for the Scourge of Europe once again, and I think that you will enjoy it. But I'm sure you are hungry after your time in Hell, so I've arranged for you to have something to eat before we discuss business.”
Stepping aside, he gestures, and three of his acolytes bring four young girls out of the shadows, they are all bound and gagged, but it's easy to see the terror on their faces. Pushing the girls into the circle, the figure taps the gem and the four vampires can move again, and they advance on their prey.
After the four vampires had finished their meal, and the smaller of the two males had pulled a pack of cigarettes from his jacket and was smoking, the figure cleared an opening in the circle and gestured for the four of them to join him. “Come, we have much to discuss before you start your work.”
Department of Mysteries
Same Time
The Unspeakable nodded at the readings, the energy flare-ups behind the veil are increasing just as expected. He whispered in satisfaction, “Not much longer now Albus, you are going to pay for everything you've done, to all of us! I will take great pleasure in watching your torments in whatever Hell you are destined for!”
Updating the notes, the Unspeakable straightened up and headed for the exit of the chapter, but froze when an alarm that hadn't sounded in over a year started blaring throughout the department. “Bloody Hell! Who's foolish enough to screw around with Necromancy now, especially since we are on the alert about Riddle already?”
With a grimace, the figure pulled the cowl down over their head and left the room.
The Rookery
Tuesday Morning
'He's doing this to me deliberately, I know he is!' Luna fumed to herself. She had finished with her breakfast almost an hour ago, and Xeno was just sitting at the table, idly going through the correspondence that had arrived during their trip. She had already washed her dishes, and the pan that her eggs were cooked in, and even went up and washed her face and hands again. Finally she said,
“Daddy, how much longer are you going to read those letters? I'm sure you are interested in finding out how many other people have found evidence of the Rotfang Conspiracy while we are gone, but if you don't get moving, you are going to learn firsthand what Harry taught me in the Defense Association last year!”
Xeno looked up in surprise, “Do we have someplace to go this morning, my little Moon-child? I thought we were just going to spend the day relaxing from our excursion.”
He managed to keep a straight face for almost a minute as Luna gaped at him, trying to find words, before he cracked and started laughing. “Okay, Luna, okay! Just let me wash my hands and we can go see Harry and your other bond mates. Just, remember the silencing charms this time, please? I'm very happy you have found love with Harry and the others, but, as your father, there are certain things I really don't want to know about the details.”
She smiled happily, practically bouncing in her seat, “Don't worry daddy, I'll make sure you won't have to hear me squealing when Harry buggers me, or when Susan or Daphne decide to make a sandwich out of me!”
At his pained look, she smirked, “And that's what you get for torturing me like that!”
Eloise's
Tuesday Morning
7:30am
Harry smirked, and Hermione's blush achieved epic proportions when they finally opened the bedroom door. It seemed like all of the girls in the house, as well as Remus were standing in the hallway and stairs outside of Harry's room. As soon as the door opened and they stepped out, everyone started clapping and whistling, although Remus was looking pretty ragged, leaning on Rebecca. When Fleur and the others followed Harry and Hermione out of the room, all with thoroughly satisfied smiles on their faces, several jaws dropped and the applause just got louder.
After a couple of minutes, Hermione started to snicker, and taking Harry's hand, gave a curtsy and started walking down the stairs. The women moved out of the way, and Harry directed her toward the dining area. When the group reached the first floor, the rest of the women dispersed, some of them to go back to bed and others to get ready for their shifts, although Hermione noticed that several of the women were giving Harry a speculative look. She was mildly surprised she didn't feel any jealousy, she knew beyond any possible shadow of a doubt that Harry loved her, and found her desirable, and she'd already accepted that he would need lovers outside of the bond, and if some of them were girls she was friendly with at school, so what? At least she could be certain that they enjoyed themselves as much as she did.
Taking the seat that Harry pulled out for her, she was relieved that it was cushioned. Her bum was still rather tender after the pounding it had taken a few hours before. It had seemed like a good idea at the time, but she wasn't sure how often she could handle being the meat in a sandwich between Harry and Susan! The busty 'Puff seemed to enjoy giving a buggering as much as she enjoyed receiving one, and she honestly couldn't wait to see her and Padma get together.
Hermione glanced around the table, and saw Lavender sitting across the table from her, a stunned look on her face, and Hermione giggled. “What's wrong, Lav? You shouldn't look so shocked, you know I get noisy when I'm all worked up.”
Lavender shook her head, “It's not that, I'm just amazed you are able to walk after the last couple of days! I've only been with him once, so far, and I couldn't walk right for hours afterward.”
She just grinned at her roommate, “Well, if it were just the two of us, I'd probably not be able to move, I'll admit, fortunately I had plenty of help!”
Lavender glanced around the table and saw Susan, Fleur, Cho and Daphne were all wearing the same sleepy smiles that Harry and Hermione had and nodded, “Well damn! All five of you? Since when do you go in for orgies? You never really seemed that interested when Parv and I got going up in the dorms.”
Hermione blushed, “Actually, I was interested, but, I was waiting for Harry to pull his head out of his ass first, I wanted him to be the first one to get his fingers and tongue, not to mention his cock, inside me, and not one of your toys.” The blush faded and she smirked, “Of course, now that I've done that, you might find me much more interested after curfew next year.”
Lavender laughed, “I can only imagine! It's too bad Parvati went back home to India, we could be making up for lost time today.”
Harry smiled, his eyes lighting up in anticipation, “Actually, Padma and Parvati are going to be here after lunch today, they got back last night, but wanted to recover from Portkey lag.”
Lavender smiled, “Parv's gonna be here? Great!” Then she paused and looked at him, “Wait a minute, Padma's part of this already? What are you doing, collecting every girl in our year?”
“Not deliberately, no, but it seems to be working out that way.” Harry shrugged, “Parvati told us that she wants to play, whether she joins us all the way remains to be seen.”
Lavender laughed, “That does sound like her, she's never been all that shy about wanting to bed you, she just held off until Hermione made her move.”
Harry glanced over at Hermione and saw her nodding, “That's true, we've heard her calling your name many nights when she came. Of course, I was doing the same thing, so it wasn't like I could complain, could I?” she finished with a grin. “It's too bad I have to leave this afternoon, my family has some additional training planned. Otherwise the three of us could have quite a reunion tonight!”
Harry didn't answer, and when she looked over at him, Hermione saw that he was staring at nothing, a glazed look in his eyes and a smile on his face. Reaching over, she shook Harry's shoulder, and said with a smile, “If you like the idea so much, maybe we can arrange for you to be in the room when the three of us make up for lost time?”
Harry nodded enthusiastically as the women laughed.
They were still eating a few minutes later, when Eloise walked into the dining area and cleared her throat. When Harry and the others looked up, she said, “Harry? You've got a visitor.”
With a grin, she stepped aside, and Luna came rushing into the room, and wrapped her arms around Harry, laughing at the happy look on his face. She quickly found herself being hugged and kissed by her bondmates, and didn't even notice when Xeno, a wistful smile on his face, turned away.
Eloise was still watching with a grin when she saw Xeno leaving the lounge a few minutes later with a beaming Penelope Clearwater at his side, as the two of them headed for the steps to the playroom.
Hogwarts
Headmaster's Study
Albus pushed away the remnants of his breakfast, and, wiping his hands on the napkin, reached for the first of the letters that had arrived overnight. Recognizing the name that the necromancer was currently using, he broke the seal and read over it quickly. “Excellent, that should provide enough of a distraction for those inquisitive muggles without doing anything to permanent to them. I really don't want to upset Harry by having to pay them a visit like I did the Dursleys'.” Pressing his Gringotts key against the letter, he transferred the remainder of the payment to the wizard's vault. “It's a good thing that Eloise's payments have been higher than normal this month that was more than I had intended to pay for his service.”
He had just sat back and taken a sip of his tea, when he started choking. Leaning forward, he tried to clear his throat, but the choking continued. He looked around desperately, but there was no sign of Fawkes at all, and none of the House-elves would come unless summoned! He was fumbling around on the desk for a bell to summon an elf when he finally coughed the blockage out of his airway. Sitting back in his chair, he rubbed his chest and arm, trying to calm his pounding heart. “Damn it! They are getting worse, and I've got too much to do before I'm ready to hand everything over to Harry!”
Pushing himself to his feet, he staggered over to his potions cabinet, and pulled out one of the strengthening potions that Severus had developed for him. He counted the vials, and frowned seeing how few were actually left, and Horace wasn't due to arrive at the castle for another three weeks yet. He was glad that he had compelled Severus to provide the exact instructions for the potion, so he could make it himself, if he had to, but he had so many other things that needed his attention....
Eloise's
Harry's Room
Later That Morning
Luna laid back on the bed, panting, her body drenched in sweat as she basked in the afterglow of her latest orgasm. Hermione was curled up on the bed next to her, snoring softly, a sated smile on her face. The blonde looked up at Harry as he pulled his softening cock out of her, and pulled him down on top of her, kissing him softly. “That was amazing Harry, I've needed this for days, ever since I left with Daddy, but, I really need a rest. I hope you don't mind waiting for a while before we go again?”
He chuckled, “Trust me Luna, I need a rest too, the magic may have increased my stamina and libido, but I'm still only human, and I need sleep occasionally. But, I think we could all use a quick shower before we take a nap. That will give the elves a chance to clean the bedding. I'm sure you don't want to sleep on a wet spot any more than Hermione or I do.”
Luna glanced over at Hermione and snickered, “I don't think she really cares too much right now, you must have really worn her out the last two days!”
“I had a lot of help, as you well know, she was determined to do everything that everybody else had done, and didn't want to wait. I tried to tell her we had the rest of our lives together, but she didn't seem to care.”
Luna nodded, a thoughtful look on her face, before smiling again. “Well, she certainly was eager to welcome me home, and I enjoyed it quite a bit. But, you mentioned a shower?”
Calling Dobby, Harry asked him to change the bedding while they were in the shower. Gently waking Hermione, the three of them made their way to the bathroom and cleaned off, before crawling back into bed.
Dumbledore's Flat
Diagon Alley
That Afternoon
He was already waiting for Eloise when she arrived, exactly on time. Knowing the routine after so many years of bitter repetition, she immediately stripped out of her clothing and knelt on the hard wooden floor.
“So, tell me about my whores, has Harry claimed any more of them this week?”
“No, Master, he has not claimed anyone since the Greengrass girl his first week. He has had sex with multiple other women, but not bonded any of them.”
He chuckled, “Good, I'm glad he has managed to get rid of those pesky morals of his, and treating the whores the way they should be treated. The blood adoption must already be affecting him. Too bad it didn't happen sooner, before he bonded the other whores, but I'm sure that he will learn to treat them properly after his training is completed.”
Eloise kept her face impassive, but internally she was struggling to keep from attacking the monster in front of her. The thought of Harry, that gentle, loving man, turning into something like the beast who destroyed her life was enough to make her sick. Fortunately, she knew something that Albus didn't know about the oaths, and she had plans of her own. 'If it wasn't for those oaths you forced on me you bastard, you'd be singing a different song!As it is, I'm sure Harry, when I finally can tell him everything that you've done, I'm sure he will be happy to take my vengeance for me!'
She continued answering his questions automatically as she thought. He didn't even comment when she told him that Penelope Clearwater had resigned and left with Xeno Lovegood, which surprised her, he usually was very interested in anything to do with the Lovegood family for some reason. But then he asked the question she had been dreading.
“So, why have you not had the Parkinson bitch performing in the animal shows? I told you last week that I wanted her broken, and the dog and horse shows are the quickest way to accomplish that!”
“I'm sorry, Master, but she is still making so much money doing the lesbian shows that I haven't had a valid excuse to pressure her into performing like that. I've made the offer, but she is still resisting.”
For the first time, an emotion other than gentle amusement was heard in his voice, he sounded angry.
“I don't care if the cow is shooting galleons out of her cunt, the money is secondary, I want her broken and I want it done within the next 48 Hours, I don't care if she ends up like Bellatrix, or hanging from a rope in her shower stall, she will be broken, is that understood?” He actually stood up and pulled her face up to look him in the eyes. She wasn't sure what he saw in her eyes, but his eyes widened and he actually chuckled. “So you've found a bit of backbone, have you? We can't be having that, now can we?”
Stripping out of his robes, he gestured, and she moved forward, her mouth open, hatred blazing in her eyes.
When he finished with her, an hour later, she was crawling toward the bathroom to try and cleanse herself when he stopped her. Turning painfully to face him, she wished with all her soul that she could claw that smug smile off his face, when he spoke. “I would have thought you would have figured it out by now, I really don't care how much you hate me, and my having control over your body. You don't matter to me, other than a tool I can use to get what I desire. The fact that you have three holes for my cock is just a bonus as far as I'm concerned. Now, before I let you go clean yourself up, there is one last thing I need to do.”
Lifting his wand, he pointed it at her, and she cringed, wondering what he was going to do to her now? Only to relax as the yellow-green light washed over her, and she heard her Master's voice, telling her what she was to do.
By the time her head cleared, he was long gone, and she made her way to the bathroom, barely getting to the toilet in time before she was violently ill.
When the sound of the shower was heard throughout the flat, the figure of Sirius Black appeared in the corner of the room, a look of pure disgust on his face. “God Damn it, Albus, I knew that there was something wrong with you, but I never knew just what a sick bastard you are! You're even worse than Voldemort, at least he only wants to kill people, you seem to get off on the pain you cause.” He shook his head, “I've got to let Harry know. I don't know who this Parkinson girl is, but there is no way I want her to end up like Bellatrix!” With a frown of concentration, he faded away, leaving the flat quiet except for the sobbing of the woman in the shower.
Eloise's
Harry's Room
After Lunch
Harry looked around the room, smiling as he watched Luna showing her pictures from the trip, and he chuckled at the absolutely flabbergasted expression Hermione wore when presented with photographic evidence of the Crumple Horned Snorcack. He had to admit he was surprised that they actually existed as well, but he had never been as emphatic about his beliefs as Hermione was. All of them were interested as well in the drawing she had done of all of them and the animals. He was curious at the amused reaction from all the girls, except Hermione, at the Black Dragon that was with him in the picture.
“Okay, does somebody want to clue me in? What is it about the Dragon that you all find so fascinating?”
After glancing at the others, and a brief conversation in the bond, which Harry didn't listen to, Daphne said, “If what we are thinking is correct, the animals with each of us is actually our animagus form, and part of what all of us that were raised in the magical world found amusing is that, to the best of our knowledge, there has never been a true Black Dragon animagus, simply because there has been no record of a wizard or witch with the magical strength to make the transformation. Of course, the way that you seem to do the impossible on a regular basis, it only makes sense that you would be the first to achieve a Dragon form as well.”
Harry shook his head, “I swear, I'm going to contact Gringotts and the Ministry and have them change the Potter family motto to 'We Don't Do Normal!'”
The girls laughed and nodded, but Luna said, “Go ahead and tell him the rest, Daphne, it's best to be aware of the situation ahead of time so we can prepare.”
Daphne gave Luna a look, but shook her head, “I was going to, Luna, as you well know, I just hadn't gotten there yet.”
Looking back at Harry, she said, “What really amused us is that, if you do end up having the Dragon as your animagus form, even if you don't complete the transformation, is that the seven of us, or eight, when Gabrielle joins the family, won't be enough for you. Your magic would overwhelm us, and we would be doing nothing but shagging. Granted, it would be a hell of a lot of fun, but we've got other things to do in our lives that require us to be wearing clothing at least part of the time.”
Harry groaned, “Wonderful! At least I don't have to worry about being able to support all of you, but do you have any idea how many more woman would need to be involved to keep you from losing yourselves?”
Daphne frowned, “I'm not really sure, we'll know better later this summer after your magic stabilizes and we can all get our MMI checked to find out what the disparity between us is. But I think we need to be prepared to accept the fact that, even when the bond is completed, you will occasionally need a new lover from outside the bond. It won't have to be someone you are close to, but it could be someone like Katie, or Megan, who is just out for a bit of fun, and can help you relieve a bit of the excess magic you generate.” She laughed lightly, “Hell, it might be somebody like Eloise or Rebecca, or even Narcissa, excuse me, Cissy!”
Harry looked at her, his jaw dropping, “Narcissa? Are you kidding? Moony would kill me! Then he'd get Sirius to make my afterlife a living hell!”
Fleur spoke up, “Oh, I doubt that Remus would have a problem with it, after all he's experienced enough to know the difference between sex for fun and making love. And don't tell me you haven't noticed both Cissy and Rebecca, what is the term? Oh yes, 'checking you out'?”
Susan started giggling suddenly, and they all looked at her curiously, until she got herself under control. “Sorry, I just had an evil thought. Imagine taking a memory of you and Hermione thoroughly destroying Cissy and making her beg for more, and putting a pensieve of the memory in the ferret's cell in Azkaban?”
Harry couldn't help himself, he grinned at the thought, and glanced over at Hermione, to see her smirking as well.
Daphne grinned, “Hell, even if Cissy isn't interested, I'm sure we can get some hair for polyjuice. And, to be honest, I wouldn't mind starring in a memory of my own to torture Draco or Nott, both of them tried to get more than a little 'friendly' over the past couple of years, and anything that would add to their misery is alright with me!”
Harry was laughing, imagining the horror on Draco's face. He knew it was petty of him, but the little ponce had been a pain in the arse since the first trip on the Express, and he couldn't help wanting to add to his misery.
The group of them spent the next hour making plans to torture Draco with memories, and the suggestions were getting more and more outlandish, until they were interrupted by a loud beeping noise.
Looking around, the noise seemed to be coming from Hermione's purse, and she swore, grabbing her clothing. “Sorry, that was my alarm to let me know I have to leave, I need to get back home for dinner tonight. We've got a lot of things to do before tomorrow.”
Harry looked at her curiously, “What's going on tomorrow, love? I know that it's Independance Day over in America, but that doesn't mean anything, does it?”
Hermione stared at him in shock, before going pale, “Oh bugger! I can't believe I forgot to mention it!” Shaking her head, she looked at them and said, “You're right, Harry, July 4th doesn't really mean much to us, but, my family still considers themselves Americans, and we always have a cookout and get together to watch the fireworks on the telly. You are all invited to join us, and please let Padma know that she and Parvati as included, to spend the day swimming, eating burgers and hot dogs and just having fun.”
Harry glanced over at Fleur and the others, and, seeing agreement on their faces, smiled at her, “What time should we show up? And should we invite Moony and his ladies?”
Hermione smiled, “Anytime after about 10 o'clock would be great, and Moony and the others would be welcome as well.”
With a final round of hugs and kissing, Hermione made her way out the door, not noticing the pensive look on Luna's face as the door closed behind her.
The Harris Residence
Later that Day
Hermione opened the door to the sound of applause and wolf whistles. Blinking in surprise, she saw all the women in the family, including Buffy and Willow, standing in the hallway with wide smiles on their faces. Cordelia was the first to move, wrapping her in a hug kissing her forehead. The other women followed her example, although Faith smirked at her, saying, “From the smile on your face, I'd say H lived up to expectations?”
Hermione laughed, “And then some! I'll tell you all about it, but can I get something to eat first, we worked up a hell of an appetite again this afternoon, and I'm starving!”
“Sure, honey, supper is just about ready, your father is having dinner with Giles and Jenny tonight, because he really doesn't want to know the details of what you did the last few days.”
Hermione nodded, not really surprised. “That's good, I think I'd be too embarrassed talking about all that with dad, even though I know he's probably done everything I did with all of you over the years, it would still be weird!”
Faith grinned, “That's for sure! Hell, it was weird enough when Fang figured out that Cordy and I were lovers back when we worked for him, and he was just our boss, not our dad!”
Cordelia laughed, “At least it wasn't as embarrassing for us as the time that he found Kate and Wesley in the middle of a scene, and Wes was wearing the Gimp mask!”
Buffy almost choked on her drink, “Wes? In a Gimp mask? Why didn't you ever tell me about that? It would have been some amazing teasing potential.” She paused, a wicked grin on her face, “I wonder if Giles knows?”
Cordelia gave her a look, “I don't know, and you aren't going to ask him! Or do you want me to let Wes and Kate know about the little French Maid outfit I've seen you wearing, or the lovely lace collar that you hide under your sweaters?”
Buffy blushed, and shook her head, making Cordelia nod. “Look, none of us are even slightly vanilla in our sex lives, so you don't get to tease Wes for doing what makes him happy, got it?”
Hermione watched in fascination, not having seen her mother 'laying down the law' to anybody before, and wanting to memorize how she did it in case it was needed with the other girls in the family. She snorted, 'As if they would listen to me! He's already closer to Fleur and Cho than he is to me!'
She was startled by Luna's voice in her head, speaking softly, urgently. “I thought that might be the problem, love. Don't worry about how close Harry is to the others, I've already found the solution, it was in the same book I found the Charge in originally. I'll be in touch once I've got things arranged, but, please, don't worry about a thing, everything is going to be fine!'
Hermione felt a knot of worry in her stomach dissolve at Luna's words, after all, Luna was the one who found the initial spell, and that had worked out well, so, she was going to trust her with this. Smiling happily, she followed her mums into the kitchen and, while the older women were preparing dinner, started telling them all about her experiences.
End Chapter Twenty Two
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