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Chapter 8
Editor: The Resident
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Ginny stood in front of the fireplace of Mrs. Figg's living room. Mrs. Figg was looking very strangely at Ginny, and she smiled.

"Mrs. Figg," Ginny said happily. "I look good, don't I?"

Mrs. Figg looked flabbergasted to Ginny, and nodded, confused.

"That is only because of Harry, Mrs. Figg. Now I am going home, and I hope that my family is happy for me. If not, it will be their loss, not mine."

She threw Floo powder into the fireplace, stepped into the fire, and exclaimed loudly, "The Burrow." Ginny disappeared from Mrs. Figg's living room and appeared in the kitchen at the Burrow. The first person she saw was Ron, her dumbest brother of all time, gaping at her.

She walked gracefully from the floo and passed Ron. She moved her fingers under his chin and pushed his mouth closed.

"Ahr!" he exclaimed, "me tungu... huts... lot!" He bit on his tongue, and Ginny laughed, while looking for her mum.

"Mum, I'm home!" she yelled through the house.

She could hear someone walking fast downstairs from the steps, and her mother came into the kitchen.

"Oh Ginny, it is so good that you are ho-" Molly Weasley halted and stared wide-eyed at her daughter.

"What in Merlin's name did you do?" said Molly Weasley, baffled. "What happened to you hair, and who painted it?"

Molly looked at Ginny sharply. "Who did this and who paid for it? Ginny Molly Weasley, you tell me exactly what you have done, young lady!"

"Thess high," Ron said behind her, still holding his hand in front of his mouth, spitting blood. "um, se it ew," he whined.

Molly looked briefly at him. "Ron, shut up," she said sharply.

She turned to Ginny, and looked her over again, this time more carefully.

"Sit!"

Ginny took a chair and sat down.

Her mother went to the gas stove and began to prepare tea. She did not look at Ginny, but was focused instead on the kettle.

"Harry did this, didn't he?" she said in a flat voice.

"Yes, mum. Harry did this indeed. He made me healthy; I'll live at least thirty to fifty years longer, health problems, like my height, are gone, my flat-feet are gone, my oversized hands are gone, my birthmarks are gone. I feel perfect, powerful, healthy, and full of energy."

Ron looked at Ginny, his eyes round. "E deh thaa?"

Molly waved her wand over Ron's face, and the bleeding stopped and his swollen tongue was reduced to normal size.

Ron looked thankfully at his mother, and turned to Ginny, pointing at her changed appearance. "Did Harry do that?"

"Did he do this to you only?" asked her mother.

"No, he did he same for Hermione, Luna, and Tonks," Ginny answered, gauging her mother.

"Uhmpf," Molly Weasley said, but was quiet for some moments.

She made the tea in a large teapot that her grandmother had given them, and opened the kitchen cupboard, taking out sugar and cookies. From the cooler, she collected milk and cream, and placed everything out on the kitchen table, refusing to speak to, or look at Ginny.

Ron still looked confused. "Why the hell has Harry made you look like that? You look like those posters... the posters in the muggle village."

Ginny smiled, but said nothing.

"How did he make you like this, Gin? Did he pay for the paint job? And why is your skirt so small, and what happened with the t-shirt? And why are your shoes..."

"Shut up!" Ginny bellowed.

Ron jumped in the air of fright.

"You have grown, Ginny," her mother said calmly.

"Yes, I have," answered Ginny calmly as well.

"Your clothes do not fit anymore. We need to buy other clothes now at the second-hand clothing shop," said her mother.

"No, we will not," said Ginny.

Molly Weasley looked perplexedly at Ginny. "What did you say, young lady?"

"I am going to Luna in an hour, she has better clothes. And those clothes are not costing me anything," Ginny said.

Molly Weasley looked again at her daughter. She saw a young woman sitting there who was once her daughter. When Ginny left yesterday morning with her girlfriends, she left as her youngest child, full of life, and innocent. She came back as a woman, beautiful, well developed, and grown up.

Molly thought about the conversation she and Arthur had yesterday evening with Albus Dumbledore. The old maze came into their kitchen for a short conversation about Harry. He was explaining what was happening to Harry, and what the repercussions were for him in the biological and magical sense. According Albus, Harry had become an elemental sorcerer, and the first thing he did was to cure his body.

His body is now of a healthy young man, as if he were raised by parents, giving him enough food and exercise.

These improvements had left him with an excessive need for exercise and sex. Dumbledore had discussed this with Fudge, and they had agreed to allow Harry to form a harem. Why did he discuss the harem issue with them? Because, due to their daughter's involvement with Harry, he said that they needed to be prepared if and when Ginny came home telling them that she wanted to join a harem with Harry.

She remembered that Arthur laughed over the idea, but she knew her daughter, and she thought that would be very possible. She was very aware of Ginny's crush on Harry for all those years. Albus continued to discuss harems, the legal aspects, and the implementation. A harem, especially a ministry-approved harem, would be exactly the same as a marriage; the contracts were magical and binding, and they would last until death.

She also remembered what Albus told about the money. The groom had to pay ten million Galleons for each bride he took into the harem.

Prior to his proposal, he groom was to negotiate with the parents of the girl or woman, and then pay them one million Galleons. Upon marriage, nine million additional Galleons would be paid to the bride's parents. In the case of calling the wedding off for any reason, the bride's parents kept the first million.

"What happened yesterday, Ginny?" asked Molly.

Ginny turned to her mother.

"Harry has changed, as you know from Professor Dumbledore. He has a gift of Healing, and he applied that to all the girls and me yesterday in his room. "

"That is not what I mean, Ginny. I mean has something happened between you and Harry?" her mother insisted.

Ginny knew very well what her mother wanted to know.

"Harry is going to start a harem, and I want to join him," Ginny said innocently. She expected that her mother would explode at this moment.

Molly Weasley realized what happened the last night at Privet Drive. Her daughter was not a virgin anymore, and no longer a girl anymore. She was a woman now.

"Does he love you?" Molly asked.

Ginny said nothing, and stared into her teacup.

"When you gave your self to him, did he say anything?" Molly continued.

Ginny stood up, and looked down at her mother. She realized that she was almost as tall as Ron was, now. She saw that her mother had tears in her eyes.

"Mum, I'm going to my room. I'm going to pack, and go to Luna," she said.

She walked smoothly to the staircase and went up to her room.

Molly Weasley only stared to her retreating. She sighted, stood up, and followed her daughter upstairs.

Ron did not understand what his mother and sister had talked about, but one thing was clear, if Harry did that to her and she accepted it that it would be a very bad idea for them to marry.

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Molly was sitting on the old chair on Ginny's desk, watching her daughter, who lay on her bed. The bed was much too small for Ginny... her feet were sticking out.

"I know what you are going to do with Luna, Ginny. You can't fool me. Even though you seem to have changed so much, you still stay my daughter. I want that you listen to me very carefully, and don't interrupt."

Molly sighed.

"When you walk away from us, we are going to force you back to the Burrow. When you go to Harry, he or his elders will get into trouble because of hiding a minor or kidnapping, not to mention that he slept with you."

Ginny was looking at her with an unreadable expression in her eyes.

"If you think about running away from us, we will magically restrict you... nobody will be able to approach you until you are seventeen years old."

Ginny's expression still did not change.

Molly sighed again.

"You are not allowed to join a harem when you are younger then sixteen years old. If you must join the harem, it is only possible on or after the eleventh of August when you turn seventeen. I want to see Harry this evening, when your father is home."

This brought a change in expression on her daughter's face.

"What?" said Ginny confused.

"You can go to Luna when we are finished talking, Ginny. I want you to tell Harry to come to the Burrow to talk to your father and me. When you and he are serious about the harem idea, I want your father to negotiate the terms with Harry.

We heard everything from professor Dumbledore, and your father heard it from the Minister himself. We expected that you would come home and tell us that you wanted to join the harem. It seems that Dumbledore and the Minister approve what Harry is going to do.

When Harry becomes seventeen years old, he will receive a lot of financial and political power, especially as he is the first elemental sorcerer in hundreds of years. He might become as powerful as Dumbledore, or even more so.

What ever those gentlemen are going to decide, I personally don't want to stand between you and your happiness. If that harem is your ticket to happiness, then I will be very happy for you. All of this, I want to discuss this with your father, Harry and you tonight.

Is that alright with you, Ginny?"

Ginny threw her self in the arms of her mother.

"Oh mum, it was so fantastic with him."

Ginny started to tell her mother about what happened yesterday. The two women were talking for almost an hour, until Molly stopped her daughter in telling about the other girls, who might join the harem as well.

"Ginny, there is something you need to know about the harem," Molly said.

"Yes mum?" Ginny replied her eyebrows up.

"The groom, Harry, he needs to pay ten million Galleons for every bride."

Ginny was baffled. "How much?"

"That is the reason why I want Harry here this evening, and have a talk with your father. When he is serious, he will come. When he is very serious, he knows what he is doing, and he wants you, he is going to start negotiations with your father. If he is still serious after that talk, he is going to pay us one million Galleons; that money he will not be able to get back.

Then he must propose to you. When you accept, he must pay us nine million Galleons when he marries you."

"Marry?" Ginny asked flabbergasted.

"Yes, Ginny. Joining a harem is the same as a marriage, the same vows, and the same marriage binding. When a wizard marries a witch, and everything is legally settled, they marry each other.

When the wizard wants to have a second wife, there will be a major difference. When the witch is underage, the wizard must pay her parents ten million Galleons.

Ginny looked at her shoes, a thoughtful expression on her face.

Molly smiled. "When Harry is serious, he will show up tonight at the Burrow. If he is not, I guess that you will find out this afternoon when you go to see him."

Ginny nodded. "I am going directly to Mrs. Figg to talk to him, mum. I'm not waiting for Luna."

Molly held out her hand and touched the cheek of her daughter. "Somehow I suspect that Harry will honour you. I feel like he is already a son of mine. "

Ginny stood up from the bed, kissed her mother, and made to leave the room. "I will be back around eight this evening, mum. If Harry does not come with me, I guess that is the end, isn't it?"

Molly looked at her daughter, and her heart constricted. She felt for her daughter, and she hoped so much that her prince would honour her.

Ginny disappeared.

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Harry entered the kitchen at Privet Drive and stumbled towards the kitchen table.

"Hello, lover boy," the low and sexy voice of Tonks said. Harry smiled at Tonks and sat down. The kitchen door opened and Ginny entered. She smiled at Harry and Tonks, took a chair, and sat down as well.

"Harry, we need to talk." She looked to Tonks and smiled at her. "We need to have you in this conversation Tonks, because you are the only one with the knowledge of harems."

Tonks raised her eyebrows. "I assume that it went well with your parents, Ginny?"

Ginny shook her head. "I only spoke with my mother, and she was not against me joining Harry's harem."

"What!" Harry yelled in surprise. "Your mother has no problems with a harem?"

"No," Ginny said. "According her, a harem is no different from a marriage."

Tonks nodded. "She is right."

"And that the groom must pay ten million Galleons to the second wife he takes," Ginny finished with a straight face, looking at Harry.

"No," Tonks said. "The groom must pay ten million Galleons for every additional wife he takes when she is underage."

Harry did not react at all, except lifting his right brow. "So?"

"So? Do you have that money, Harry? And are you willingly to pay that for me?" said Ginny.

"Yes, I have and yes, I am. That is no problem," Harry said without hesitating or flinching. Ginny looked unsure.

He turned to Tonks.

"What exactly is a harem, and what must be done to set one up, Tonks?"

"In the first place, to start a harem, you need already have a wife, or you need to have a harem contract with at least one other woman.

In order to start a harem, you need to be at least seventeen years old, essentially, an adult. Then the bride in question must be sixteen years or older.

Then you need to start negotiating with the parents or legal representatives of the her. You negotiate about the price, and some details like the wedding, gifts, dresses, and the like. The minimum amount of money is ten million Galleons. When you reach a deal, you need to pay the parents one million Galleons forty-eight hours after the negotiations are finished. This money you will not get back, even if the deal is cancelled.

The rest of the money you pay when you marry her."

Harry looked at Ginny, who was looking at the table, saying nothing.

"Ginny?" Harry asked gently.

Ginny looked up at Harry with tears in her eyes. "I understand, Harry. It is truly too much, and I expect you not to honour the harem. It is impossibly expensive... nobody is able to pay ten million Galleons for me."

"At least ten million Galleons, Ginny. It might be much more, depending on the negotiations," Tonks said.

"Will you listen to me, Ginny?" Harry said. He looked irritated to Tonks. "Tonks, shut up for a moment."

Ginny looked fixed to the table, but nodded her head.

"I receive bank statements from Gringotts; I know how much I have and how rich I am. I have totally 320 million Galleons in coin, divided among twelve vaults. Vaults are from the Potters, the Blacks, and some other minor families, which were allied with the Potters and the Blacks. I am not talking about all the investments, properties, land and other things I own, which results much more than those 320 million Galleons.

With 320 million Galleons, I can 'buy' you thirty-two times over. Therefore, money is not a problem. If you are willing, I want to negotiate with your father as fast as possible."

Harry immediately turned to Tonks. "Tonks, are you willing to join the harem as well?"

"Yes, I want to, and will," Tonks said happily.

Harry smiled and turned to Ginny.

"Dear Ginny, will you allow me to negotiate with your father to include you in my harem?"

The only thing what Ginny could do was nod.

"When do you think I can talk with your father?" Harry asked.

"Tonight; they expect me at home at eight, and I was hoping... I mean, mum and I were hoping that you would come with me to talk to dad," Ginny said hesitantly.

Harry gave Ginny a soft kiss on her lips, then turned to Tonks.

"Let us set up a harem contract, Tonks. Tonight I want to talk with Ginny's father. I will make the Weasleys multi-millionaires before Ginny's birthday."

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Ginny was dragging Harry with her towards the back door of the Burrow. "Come on, Harry, this is not the first time that you are here."

"I am coming. Don't go so fast, because we are too early," murmured Harry.

"We are not early, Harry. It is three minutes before eight," Ginny said happily.

The couple reached the door of the Burrow.

"Here we are," Ginny said, and opened the door.

She ushered Harry inside and froze. The whole Weasley family was sitting at the kitchen table, and all were looking at her and Harry.

The eyes of the boys were almost popping out of their sockets.

Her mother stood up and looked at Harry. Ginny could see relief on her mother's face as she smiled slightly, and walked towards her and Harry.

"Harry, my dear, I am so happy to see you," and took him in her habitual hug.

Harry relaxed visibly.

"Mum, thank you so much," Harry breathed with some trouble.

Molly froze, took his head in her hands, and looked him into the eyes. "You can always call me mum, you make me so happy," she whispered. Molly released one arm, grabbed Ginny, and let her join their hug.

"Does that mean that you are here to talk about my daughter?" she whispered again.

"Yes mum, I am here to talk about your daughter," Harry whispered back. Ginny smiled widely. "And to eat some of your pudding, mum."

Ginny laughed, and her mother was smiling widely.

"I call Arthur and scare the boys away, so you men have the place to talk in private," she said, extremely pleased.

Molly released Harry and Ginny, and went to the boys at the kitchen table. She told the twins to go back to their shop, and she sent Ron, Charlie, and Bill upstairs.
All the boys, including the twins were moving to the stairways, and were looking confused.

"Harry, I want to talk to you before you leave, alright?" Ron whispered loudly.

Harry nodded. "This depends on your parents. It is better to send an owl," he whispered back.

Now Ron was nodding, while the twins were hitting Ron on his head.

"You will not talk, you will go silently upstairs, you will not listen to the conversation, you will not breathe, you will not go to the shower, you will..."

Molly went to the shed to collect her husband, while Harry was sitting at the table with Ginny. They held each other's hands and waited for the things to come. The door opened and Molly and Arthur entered the kitchen.

Arthur went to Ginny, looked at her, and hugged her tightly. After talking for some minutes and admiring his daughter's new look, he turned to Harry who sat at the table. Like his daughter, this young man sitting on his kitchen table looked dramatically changed.

Molly walked to Ginny and motioned for her to go into the salon. Harry knew that they would hear everything. Arthur Weasley welcomed Harry, and sat down in front of him.

"Harry, I must say that I was surprised when I came home from work this evening. When Molly told me that you might show up to start official negotiations about including Ginny in a harem, is that true?"

"Yes, Mr. Weasley."

"You know that you don't need to call me that; simply call me Arthur," he said smiling kindly.

"With all due respect, sir, for this conversation I would prefer to call you Mr. Weasley. "

"Well, in that case, tell me what you want," Arthur continued. He was curious as to how far Harry was going to go with this absurd talk.

"Sir, I would like to officially negotiate with you about the inclusion of your daughter in my harem. I am willingly to pay ten million Galleons for her."

There were gasps from the kitchen, and a crash from upstairs with some vaguely muttered words.

A flash of lighting appeared briefly between the two men. Arthur knew that this was the magical notice of the recognition for official negotiations.

"Do you have such money, Harry?" Arthur asked.

"Yes, sir, I have such money," Harry said calmly.

"For curiosity, how high are you willingly to go?"

"Everything I have, sir. In that case I would request politely to live at the Burrow," Harry said.

Arthur laughed. He realized that he was stuck with the negotiations with this amazing young man. He felt guilty that he was negotiating about his daughter, who was simply not for sale. However, that was exactly what he was doing! He was selling his daughter for an impossible price of ten million Galleons! Arthur realized that he did not hear any sound coming from the salon, so that was a good sign. Knowing his wife and daughter, if they would have the idea that he was selling Ginny, they would already have come out of the salon and cursed him to hell.

"You want to start a harem, Harry?" Arthur asked.

"Yes, sir," Harry answered evenly.

"But in order to start a harem, you need to have at least one wife."

"That is correct, sir," Harry answered. He laid a document on the table. "This is a harem agreement from one woman, sir. It is Tonks, and this document is already filed at the Ministry."

Arthur opened the document and looked. It was indeed a harem agreement, and it contained the correct number of stamps and hand signatures. He could also see that Harry was not yet married. This agreement said that if Harry could find an additional woman for the harem before July 31, the document would confirm Tonks as part of the harem.

"Why do you need a harem, Harry? One wife is more then enough. A second wife might kill you." Arthur was truly curious why someone would start a harem. Arthur himself had been married for many years now, and he could not imagine what a second wife would do to him.

"I would like to explain my reasons to begin a harem, after we have finished with the negotiations, sir. We are here negotiating about the price, not the reasons," Harry replied.

Arthur was amazed by Harry's reaction. He was not only physically changed, but was mentally changed as well. Molly's Harry acted very mature indeed.

"Who is going to pay for the wedding and all relevant costs?" Arthur asked.

"I do, Sir. All costs relating the harem are for me."

He talked with Molly before Harry and Ginny came home. Molly supported Ginny without any problem. She said that this was Ginny's change to become happy again. If they would stop their daughter, she would not only become unhappy, but bitter as well.

Arthur knew his daughter. She always had that crush on Harry, and he knew that the crush had changed into something much deeper then that. He knew that Ginny loved Harry with her soul.

He thought back at the time they talked with Albus about this. He got the feeling that Albus expected that Ginny would want to join. He was right.

"I accept," Arthur said. A flash of light appeared between Arthur and Harry, connecting the two shocked men briefly, and disappeared.

Harry grinned. "We have just made a deal, Mr. Weasley." He stood up, grabbed the man by his arms, pulled him up, and hugged him.

Arthur hugged Harry back. It was the most bizarre moment of his life. In addition, if Harry were able to pay the monies, the Weasley's family would be very rich. Suddenly he realized the danger.

Arthur released Harry immediately. "Oh, my boy, are you able to pay one million Galleons? Because when you are not able to pay that money, the magical punishment will be extremely grave.

Harry pulled out papers from his robe. "Let us finish the final part, Mr. Weasley," he said with a smile. Harry sat down, and started to fill in a bank transfer of one million Galleons. When he was finished, the bank transfer notice flashed blue briefly.

"Here, Mr. Weasley," Harry said, giving him the bank transfer. "All legal and magical matters are hereby finished."

Arthur looked to the bank transfer. This was a guaranteed Gringotts bank transfer notice. When he looked at this notice, he knew that one million Galleons were already transferred to their family vault. In all their lives, they never had so much money... ever.

Harry saw in the corner of his eye somebody moving very fast... somebody with long, dark red hair. He turned to the approaching firestorm and was right on time to catch her. Ginny threw her self in his arms.

"You silly man, you are absolutely out of your mind," she squealed.