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18. A cold day in hell.
Remus Lupin was a very private man about a great many different things. Currently, he couldn't help but think of his friends, and the fact that he missed them, terribly. He couldn't believe that it had been nearly sixteen years since he had spoken with James and Lily, and now, unknown to anyone, he sat in the very living room from which they had been taken away from him.
Frankly, it had taken him years to rebuild this house, and he had used what money James had left him to do this. It was a very big secret, but when thinking about Harry, he knew that he would understand. He had to understand. They had taken so many risks in putting this together, and it was all for him. Sitting in the kitchen at the cozy table set for four, he looked up at the wizards portrait at the five of them, his own image looking back at him.
"Ahem." James image coughed at him, and at that, Lily smacked him in the back of the head.
"Oy, Woman, whadja do that for?"
"James Harold Potter, where are your manners?"
"Sorry, Lils." He said sheepishly. "Remus, old boy, what's got your knickers in a twist?" James said, quickly ducking away, hiding behind Peter's image in the paint, a look of fury in his brilliant green eyes.
"You okay, Moony?" Sirius asked, plaintively.
"Yeah, just hoping everything goes to plan."
"It will," Peter said from inside the painting, changing into wormtail and scurrying over to Sirius, giving Lily free aim at her husband. A flash of light coming from her wand and a yelp from her husband later, she had a very pleased smirk upon her face.
"You don't think that he'll hate us, when it happens?" Remus asked, and at that very moment, a post owl flew through the open glass slider, dropping a copy of the morning's Daily Prophet. "Oh Bloody fucking hell!"
"REMUS LUPIN!" Lily Potter scolded from inside the frame.
Harry Potter off of the market times three
By Rita Skeeter
In a move that proved to shock the Wizarding world to its knees, Harry Potter was reported to have taken himself off of the market. This was expected eventually, however, the most eligible bachelor released himself from that title in the most extraordinary way by marrying Nymphadora Tonks, Hermione Granger and shockingly enough Luna Lovegood - the daughter of the owner of one of our rivals Leonard Lovegood.
As I write this column I cannot help but think of the many witches and even some wizards whom will be devastated by the news of Mr. Potter coming off of the market, but the scandalous polygamous relationship. It simply isn't heard of in polite society.
Mr. and Mrs's Potters were married shortly before Midnight using some of the oldest wizarding oaths ever heard of. It was performed by none other than Samir Patil and witnessed by his wife and two twin daughters, Padma and Pavarti Patil...
"Did you hear the news?" A man's voice was heard coming from the front door.
"Yes, he's really mucked things up now."
"Hello James, still hanging around I see. Padfoot. Lily." The man, dressed in a cloak said solemnly.
Crossing the room, the man was standing in front of Remus now, wearing what could only be a scowl. The man removed the cloak and stood there in all his glory. A silver hand glinted in the morning sunlight.
"Come on Remus, give us a hug." Peter said, barely containing his mirth.
"Only if you put on a glove." He said, pulling out his wand and conjured one which Peter took immediately, placing it on his hand and embracing his old friend.
"Oh to be young and in love," Sirius said, taking James in his arms, and dancing while Lily hummed a little tune.
"You are all insane and incorrigible!" Remus said laughing.
Tonks Residence, back yard.
"What are we going to do?" Hermione said frantically.
"Careful what you ask for." Tonks said quietly. "You did want your relationship with Harry"
"Bloody hell." Hermione said, putting her hands over her face.
"That's Ronald's line, and I would kindly ask that you refrain from such profanity." Luna said, and as Hermione took her hands from her face stared at the shorter blond in front of her, noticing that Luna's scowl was quickly turned towards a grin before she approached her.
Sitting down next to Hermione, Luna looked at her for a deep moment. She could see the conflict in her eyes. She, too, had read the morning paper like many other, however immediately after Hermione had finished with it. She knew that there would be hell to pay and most of the wizarding world would be turning their backs on the unual circumstances that they found themselves in.
"It'll be alright, I reckon, once your parents find out, of course. Mine didn't take it too bad." Nymmy said, causing the other two to giggle slightly.
Andromeda and Ted Tonks were nearly catatonic for almost an hour. Once the started to ask a question, they would stop, mid-sentence and stare off into outer space. Ted nearly blew up at Harry as soon as he had finished the paper, however when he looked up at the young man, he could see that the evening's events were not what they had intended, and especially the events where all three of his wives were now assuredly pregnant.
"Well, I guess you have yourself a little harem, there Harry, eh?" Andromeda said with a smirk. Unfortunately for her, that was the worst thing to possibly say to him at the moment.
"I would refrain from calling my situation here that ever again! I would NEVER degrade Nymmy, Hermione or Luna by giving them rank or station or placing them to my every whim!" He said, before storming off back upstairs to his room.
"Sheesh!" She said, afterwards, watching his retreated form. "Just trying to lighten things up a bit.
"Mum!"
"What Nymphadora?" She said quickly, causing Nymmy to cut a sharp look at her mother. "Would you like some more shots of Jagermeister?"
"That's enough Andy." Ted said angrily. "What we need to do now is formulate a plan on how we plan on handling this, going forward. There are going to be plenty enough angry people out there now that will single you four out, and nevermind the instant target you," He pointed at Nymphadora, Hermione and Luna, "now have on you. We've got to immediately step up their training, and you two need to tell your folks."
"Dad's going to kill him." Hermione said as if it were a fact, before looking at Nymmy.
"I won't let that happen, Hermione, but he has a right to know. There's no going back and we have to face the consequences of our actions." Tonks said formally.
"Well, I think we need a word with Harry first, let's go." Hermione said quickly standing up and walking up stairs.
They found Harry sitting quietly on the bed, fuming. He seemed livid and there wasn't a thing that he could do. Hermione quickly approached him and sat on his right. Nymmy sat on his left, while Luna decided to sit in front of him Indian style.
"Harry." Hermione said.
"'Mione, I'm sorry I lost my temper..." He started, but was stopped when she pressed her index finger gently on his lips.
"I love you." She said, just as a matter of fact.
"I love you, too." Nymmy said.
"I love you as well, but you have to do something now." Luna said smiling brightly at him.
"What's that, then?"
"Wedding rings. We might have accidentally found ourselves in this position, however it isn't unfortunate. We're going to have to make the best of it. There's no divorce in the wizarding world unless there has been a complete dishonor of the vows, as with Molly. I get more and more pieces of last night and can actually remember saying I do without any worries or hesitancy."
"It was what I wanted, too." Nymmy said, "however I didn't plan on having to share you with anyone. I guess I was concerned more with losing you to someone else, which you've already made clear how you feel for me, so I guess that was a baseless worry. I want my rings, though, Mr. Potter, and you're not getting out of that.
"Harry, we also have to see my parents, and Luna's dad. They get a subscription to the Daily Prophet as well. It's going to be a day to remember."
"May you live in interesting times." Harry said.
"Don't bring up that old curse."
Gringott's Diagon Alley Branch
Harry Potter and his wives were stared at everywhere they went. There were fierce whispers behind them, and every once in a while a flash from someone obviously holding a camera. They knew that there would be an evening edition of the Prophet, immediately.
Once inside of the branch, they could see that business was booming. The lines were queued up and he immediately knew that they would be here for quite some time. He sighed, resigned to that fact.
"Harry, why don't we just go see the head goblin?"
"Good idea, and he approached Griphook."
"Good morning yourself, Mr. and Mrs. Potters," He said with a slight sneer.
"I need to get into the Potter family vault."
"Not possible."
"Excuse me?"
"You will not be able to access the Potter vault for another two days, Mr. Potter. Once you're seventeen..." Griphook was cut off immediately by a blast of lightning coming from Harry's outstretched, wandless, hand.
"RAGNOK, NOW!" He bellowed, electricity crackling off of his hands. He saw the tiny goblin stand up in utter fear, before nodding and quickly disappearing. Moments later Ragnok appeared with a complete compliment of goblin guards.
"Mr. Potter, what is the meaning of this." Ragnok asked angrily.
"As I told Griphook I need access to the Potter vault, for my own reasons."
"And he told you that was not possible." Ragnok said simply. "You have access to your trust vault and that should be sufficient."
"Can we take this into your office?" Nymmy asked quickly.
"What would be the purpose?" Ragnok asked back.
"Privacy for one, and two, to defuse the situation as it is currently presented, should the Goblins was to remain in favor with the ancient and most noble house of Potter." Hermione finished.
"This way." Ragnok said, and they all were followed by Ragnok's Goblin guards. Once inside, he offered them a seat.
"Mr. Ragnok, you find yourself in a precarious position at best. I'd like to get into my family vault to see about some jewelry for my lovely wives. You're teller, Griphook, rather than inquire as to the reason, took to deliberately refuse my request. In two days time, he said. Do you know what will happen in two days time should you refuse my request?"
"You tell me, Mr. Potter." Ragnok almost sneered.
"I will take ever galleon I have, melt them down into gold bricks and never do business with the goblins again."
"You can't do that. We won't allow it." He said, and at once the twelve guards immediate surround Harry and company. This proved to be the wrong thing to do. Harry placed his hands outstretched, and immediately an emerald green shield surrounded him as well as his wives.
"Don't move." Harry said quietly. As the guards rushed the four and came into contact with the shield, one at a time they fell to the ground utterly lifeless. "You really don't care for those who serve under you do you Ragnok?"
"Mr. Potter that will be enough, unless you wish to instigate another Goblin Revolt."
"Do not threaten me, sir. If I so wanted I could seal the building we're in right now and eradicate each and every goblin here, and you know it. I'm here for what is mine and you will allow me to do so. You will no longer impede me nor will you threaten me again, ever. Failure to comply with this will result in many dead, and I'm afraid, for you, that it would be quite one sided. Decide now."
"As you wish. You have proven yourself to be a worth adversary and ally. I will comply and will not attempt to cause you harm any further." He said, and with a wave of his hand, not only the deceased guards but the others whom did not attack disappeared.
"What was the purpose of this, a demonstration?"
"But of course, Mr. Potter. If we Goblins are going to ally ourselves against the Dark Lord, we needed to make sure that we were aligning ourselves with, not only the right side, but the side that would win this war."
"Ragnok, if Tom Riddle wins, all is lost."
"Mr. Potter, things are not always what they seem. You would do well to remember that. We will never intentionally cause you harm again, and you have our fealty, should you need to call on us. I needed this demonstration because you had caused me to become a bit curious as with the demonstration that you had provided in your trust vault. I wanted to see if another demonstration might quench my curiosity and you have done that.
Granger residence
Harry stood very still and nervously rang the door bell. It was still quite early and seeing that the Granger's Range Rover was still parked outside, he knew that they had been waiting for Hermione. They heard the patter of foot fall, and the door being unlocked. In front of them was his worst nightmare. A very angry looking Mr. Roger Granger.
"Inside, the lot of you. Mr. Potter I believe you and I need to have words."
"Not now, Daddy."
"Now see here, princess..."
"Honestly, Daddy, I'm not a little girl. Go get mum, and we can talk about this." Hermione ordered, before turning and placing her hand firmly in Harry's hand.
"Hermione, how could you." Jane Granger asked, looking almost to be an older version of her daughter.
"Mum, we, um..."
"Mrs. Granger, it's my fault." Harry said, resigned.
"Harry James Potter, don't you dare play the martyr, do you understand me. It was all of our faults. We decided to go and have some fun, something that dunderhead, here," Hermione said pointing at Harry, "has never had in his life outside of school. We were drinking, and before you start, ALL of us understand why it's a bad thing, believe me."
"We'll have it annulled." Jane said, simply.
"Can't." Hermione said simply.
"Why not, Hermione Jane Granger, why now?"
"Consumated."
"Divorce." Jane countered.
"Can't, as well. Wizard marriage would not be eligible for divorce without specific circumstances."
"Such as?"
"Infidelity, which automatically results in a loss of one's magic. Breaking the law with the use of an unforgivable curse, and/or somehow formally dishonoring the spouse. I refuse to dishonor Harry, so that is out of the question."
"Consumated? Is there something else that you're not telling me?"
"Pregnant."
"Abortion!" Roger Granger piped in, raising up to full height, eyeballing Harry with complete and utter madness.
"ABSOLUTELY NOT!" Hermione roared, standing up to her full height, which was only five foot eight inches, compared to her father's six foot two inches. Unfortunately for him, he now was in a room which had three pregnant women and one very angry wife.
"ROBERT JEFFREY GRANGER HOW DARE YOU THINK WE WOULD FORCE OUR BABY TO GIVE UP HER OWN. OUR GRANDCHILD IS IN THERE AND I ABSOLUTELY REFUSE TO THINK FOR ONE INSTANT THAT YOU WOULDN'T LOVE IT. GET OVER YOUR ANGER, OR DID YOU FORGET HOW WE ENDED UP GETTING MARRIED!?" Jane was on the war path, and now her five foot six inches stood in front of him, menacingly.
"Honey..." He started.
"DON'T HONEY ME, SHALL I TELL THEM, THEN, THAT WE WERE IN LAS VEGAS, NEVADA IN THE STATES AND GOT MARRIED BY NONE OTHER THAN SOME HORRID ELVIS PRESLEY IMPERSONATOR?" She was on a roll, now, and wouldn't stop. She turned toward her daughter who was now in complete shock. "We were on winter holiday in the states. Roger and I had been dating seriously now for a couple of years, and we started doing shots once Mr. Sneaky figured out how to break into the liquor cabinet. An hour later we're standing in front of Elvis Junior say I do while he sang love me tender."
"Bloody hell." Hermione said.
"HERMIONE GRANGER, LANGUAGE!" Jane said loudly, before turning to Harry. "Mr. Potter, I'm Jane Granger, I don't suspect that you remember me much, as we've only met once before, but I've heard nothing but nice things about you. Welcome to the family." She ended politely, while taking both of them into a tight but warm hug.
"Thank you." Harry said meekly.
"Now, I don't suspect that you're going to be having these young ladies dressing like Arabian princesses?" She said with a light but gentle smile.
"ABSOLUTE NOT!" Harry said, warily.
"And you are to take care and guard our daughter with your very life, do you understand? I've I hear anything at all bad, you can expect hell on earth." Roger said.
"Sir, if there is anything left of me after your daughter, Nymmy and Luna are finished with me you're more than welcome to finish the rest off." He said simply as he was stating a fact.
Quibbler Building - Diagon Alley
Harry Potter thought that things would go much smoother with Leonard Lovegood. He had been a kind natured man, and had been more than helpful with the article previously. He thought that the man would be more understanding. He was completely and totally wrong.
Harry spent a complete hour bouncing back and forth dodging for cover as some pretty serious hexes, curses and even interesting transfiguration took place. The shorter man, her father was a brilliant wizard with a fierce love for his daughter. Finally after an hour Harry, unfortunately messed up. Leonard caught him in his sights.
"Expelliarmus!" He screamed, knocking Harry to the floor and catching his wand in his free hand. Thinking that things were won, he approached the fallen man, and to his utter surprise found out about Harry's affinity towards wandless magic.
"SILENCIO! INCARCEROUS! PETRIFICUS TOTALIS!" Harry bellowed, and then at the sight of the man starting decent, "ARRESTO MOMENTUM!"
Harry quickly levitated his father-in-law over to his seat. Having a hard time of it, he looked over to Nymmy seeing her giggling furiously along with Hermione and Luna as well. He sighed heavily before finally giving up and looking at Nymmy.
"Well, Auror Potter, is there any way to selectively remove the Petrificus Totalis without the others?" Harry asked, watching as she beamed at her name, and as a quick wordless spell hit Leonard Lovegood, he immediately plopped down into his seat.
It wasn't an easy battle to win with Mr. Lovegood. It could be very easy to see that he was a Hufflepuff through and through and more than anything, he was fiercely protective of his only daughter. Luna explained everything that Hermione had said with her own father, and after it was over.
"Daddy, I'd already given Harry my oath of loyalty before this even happened. I love you, but I love him as well. I wouldn't have been tricked into anything, and he loves me, as a friend and so much more."
"Is this true? He said, calmly looking into Harry's eyes.
"Yes sir." He said.
"If you ever hurt her, I will send you to the hell where people are hung upside down and skinned alive, understand?" He said with a burning passion deep within his eyes that conveyed his heart-felt love and adoration for Luna.
"Crystal."
Remus Lupin was a very private man about a great many different things. Currently, he couldn't help but think of his friends, and the fact that he missed them, terribly. He couldn't believe that it had been nearly sixteen years since he had spoken with James and Lily, and now, unknown to anyone, he sat in the very living room from which they had been taken away from him.
Frankly, it had taken him years to rebuild this house, and he had used what money James had left him to do this. It was a very big secret, but when thinking about Harry, he knew that he would understand. He had to understand. They had taken so many risks in putting this together, and it was all for him. Sitting in the kitchen at the cozy table set for four, he looked up at the wizards portrait at the five of them, his own image looking back at him.
"Ahem." James image coughed at him, and at that, Lily smacked him in the back of the head.
"Oy, Woman, whadja do that for?"
"James Harold Potter, where are your manners?"
"Sorry, Lils." He said sheepishly. "Remus, old boy, what's got your knickers in a twist?" James said, quickly ducking away, hiding behind Peter's image in the paint, a look of fury in his brilliant green eyes.
"You okay, Moony?" Sirius asked, plaintively.
"Yeah, just hoping everything goes to plan."
"It will," Peter said from inside the painting, changing into wormtail and scurrying over to Sirius, giving Lily free aim at her husband. A flash of light coming from her wand and a yelp from her husband later, she had a very pleased smirk upon her face.
"You don't think that he'll hate us, when it happens?" Remus asked, and at that very moment, a post owl flew through the open glass slider, dropping a copy of the morning's Daily Prophet. "Oh Bloody fucking hell!"
"REMUS LUPIN!" Lily Potter scolded from inside the frame.
Harry Potter off of the market times three
By Rita Skeeter
In a move that proved to shock the Wizarding world to its knees, Harry Potter was reported to have taken himself off of the market. This was expected eventually, however, the most eligible bachelor released himself from that title in the most extraordinary way by marrying Nymphadora Tonks, Hermione Granger and shockingly enough Luna Lovegood - the daughter of the owner of one of our rivals Leonard Lovegood.
As I write this column I cannot help but think of the many witches and even some wizards whom will be devastated by the news of Mr. Potter coming off of the market, but the scandalous polygamous relationship. It simply isn't heard of in polite society.
Mr. and Mrs's Potters were married shortly before Midnight using some of the oldest wizarding oaths ever heard of. It was performed by none other than Samir Patil and witnessed by his wife and two twin daughters, Padma and Pavarti Patil...
"Did you hear the news?" A man's voice was heard coming from the front door.
"Yes, he's really mucked things up now."
"Hello James, still hanging around I see. Padfoot. Lily." The man, dressed in a cloak said solemnly.
Crossing the room, the man was standing in front of Remus now, wearing what could only be a scowl. The man removed the cloak and stood there in all his glory. A silver hand glinted in the morning sunlight.
"Come on Remus, give us a hug." Peter said, barely containing his mirth.
"Only if you put on a glove." He said, pulling out his wand and conjured one which Peter took immediately, placing it on his hand and embracing his old friend.
"Oh to be young and in love," Sirius said, taking James in his arms, and dancing while Lily hummed a little tune.
"You are all insane and incorrigible!" Remus said laughing.
Tonks Residence, back yard.
"What are we going to do?" Hermione said frantically.
"Careful what you ask for." Tonks said quietly. "You did want your relationship with Harry"
"Bloody hell." Hermione said, putting her hands over her face.
"That's Ronald's line, and I would kindly ask that you refrain from such profanity." Luna said, and as Hermione took her hands from her face stared at the shorter blond in front of her, noticing that Luna's scowl was quickly turned towards a grin before she approached her.
Sitting down next to Hermione, Luna looked at her for a deep moment. She could see the conflict in her eyes. She, too, had read the morning paper like many other, however immediately after Hermione had finished with it. She knew that there would be hell to pay and most of the wizarding world would be turning their backs on the unual circumstances that they found themselves in.
"It'll be alright, I reckon, once your parents find out, of course. Mine didn't take it too bad." Nymmy said, causing the other two to giggle slightly.
Andromeda and Ted Tonks were nearly catatonic for almost an hour. Once the started to ask a question, they would stop, mid-sentence and stare off into outer space. Ted nearly blew up at Harry as soon as he had finished the paper, however when he looked up at the young man, he could see that the evening's events were not what they had intended, and especially the events where all three of his wives were now assuredly pregnant.
"Well, I guess you have yourself a little harem, there Harry, eh?" Andromeda said with a smirk. Unfortunately for her, that was the worst thing to possibly say to him at the moment.
"I would refrain from calling my situation here that ever again! I would NEVER degrade Nymmy, Hermione or Luna by giving them rank or station or placing them to my every whim!" He said, before storming off back upstairs to his room.
"Sheesh!" She said, afterwards, watching his retreated form. "Just trying to lighten things up a bit.
"Mum!"
"What Nymphadora?" She said quickly, causing Nymmy to cut a sharp look at her mother. "Would you like some more shots of Jagermeister?"
"That's enough Andy." Ted said angrily. "What we need to do now is formulate a plan on how we plan on handling this, going forward. There are going to be plenty enough angry people out there now that will single you four out, and nevermind the instant target you," He pointed at Nymphadora, Hermione and Luna, "now have on you. We've got to immediately step up their training, and you two need to tell your folks."
"Dad's going to kill him." Hermione said as if it were a fact, before looking at Nymmy.
"I won't let that happen, Hermione, but he has a right to know. There's no going back and we have to face the consequences of our actions." Tonks said formally.
"Well, I think we need a word with Harry first, let's go." Hermione said quickly standing up and walking up stairs.
They found Harry sitting quietly on the bed, fuming. He seemed livid and there wasn't a thing that he could do. Hermione quickly approached him and sat on his right. Nymmy sat on his left, while Luna decided to sit in front of him Indian style.
"Harry." Hermione said.
"'Mione, I'm sorry I lost my temper..." He started, but was stopped when she pressed her index finger gently on his lips.
"I love you." She said, just as a matter of fact.
"I love you, too." Nymmy said.
"I love you as well, but you have to do something now." Luna said smiling brightly at him.
"What's that, then?"
"Wedding rings. We might have accidentally found ourselves in this position, however it isn't unfortunate. We're going to have to make the best of it. There's no divorce in the wizarding world unless there has been a complete dishonor of the vows, as with Molly. I get more and more pieces of last night and can actually remember saying I do without any worries or hesitancy."
"It was what I wanted, too." Nymmy said, "however I didn't plan on having to share you with anyone. I guess I was concerned more with losing you to someone else, which you've already made clear how you feel for me, so I guess that was a baseless worry. I want my rings, though, Mr. Potter, and you're not getting out of that.
"Harry, we also have to see my parents, and Luna's dad. They get a subscription to the Daily Prophet as well. It's going to be a day to remember."
"May you live in interesting times." Harry said.
"Don't bring up that old curse."
Gringott's Diagon Alley Branch
Harry Potter and his wives were stared at everywhere they went. There were fierce whispers behind them, and every once in a while a flash from someone obviously holding a camera. They knew that there would be an evening edition of the Prophet, immediately.
Once inside of the branch, they could see that business was booming. The lines were queued up and he immediately knew that they would be here for quite some time. He sighed, resigned to that fact.
"Harry, why don't we just go see the head goblin?"
"Good idea, and he approached Griphook."
"Good morning yourself, Mr. and Mrs. Potters," He said with a slight sneer.
"I need to get into the Potter family vault."
"Not possible."
"Excuse me?"
"You will not be able to access the Potter vault for another two days, Mr. Potter. Once you're seventeen..." Griphook was cut off immediately by a blast of lightning coming from Harry's outstretched, wandless, hand.
"RAGNOK, NOW!" He bellowed, electricity crackling off of his hands. He saw the tiny goblin stand up in utter fear, before nodding and quickly disappearing. Moments later Ragnok appeared with a complete compliment of goblin guards.
"Mr. Potter, what is the meaning of this." Ragnok asked angrily.
"As I told Griphook I need access to the Potter vault, for my own reasons."
"And he told you that was not possible." Ragnok said simply. "You have access to your trust vault and that should be sufficient."
"Can we take this into your office?" Nymmy asked quickly.
"What would be the purpose?" Ragnok asked back.
"Privacy for one, and two, to defuse the situation as it is currently presented, should the Goblins was to remain in favor with the ancient and most noble house of Potter." Hermione finished.
"This way." Ragnok said, and they all were followed by Ragnok's Goblin guards. Once inside, he offered them a seat.
"Mr. Ragnok, you find yourself in a precarious position at best. I'd like to get into my family vault to see about some jewelry for my lovely wives. You're teller, Griphook, rather than inquire as to the reason, took to deliberately refuse my request. In two days time, he said. Do you know what will happen in two days time should you refuse my request?"
"You tell me, Mr. Potter." Ragnok almost sneered.
"I will take ever galleon I have, melt them down into gold bricks and never do business with the goblins again."
"You can't do that. We won't allow it." He said, and at once the twelve guards immediate surround Harry and company. This proved to be the wrong thing to do. Harry placed his hands outstretched, and immediately an emerald green shield surrounded him as well as his wives.
"Don't move." Harry said quietly. As the guards rushed the four and came into contact with the shield, one at a time they fell to the ground utterly lifeless. "You really don't care for those who serve under you do you Ragnok?"
"Mr. Potter that will be enough, unless you wish to instigate another Goblin Revolt."
"Do not threaten me, sir. If I so wanted I could seal the building we're in right now and eradicate each and every goblin here, and you know it. I'm here for what is mine and you will allow me to do so. You will no longer impede me nor will you threaten me again, ever. Failure to comply with this will result in many dead, and I'm afraid, for you, that it would be quite one sided. Decide now."
"As you wish. You have proven yourself to be a worth adversary and ally. I will comply and will not attempt to cause you harm any further." He said, and with a wave of his hand, not only the deceased guards but the others whom did not attack disappeared.
"What was the purpose of this, a demonstration?"
"But of course, Mr. Potter. If we Goblins are going to ally ourselves against the Dark Lord, we needed to make sure that we were aligning ourselves with, not only the right side, but the side that would win this war."
"Ragnok, if Tom Riddle wins, all is lost."
"Mr. Potter, things are not always what they seem. You would do well to remember that. We will never intentionally cause you harm again, and you have our fealty, should you need to call on us. I needed this demonstration because you had caused me to become a bit curious as with the demonstration that you had provided in your trust vault. I wanted to see if another demonstration might quench my curiosity and you have done that.
Granger residence
Harry stood very still and nervously rang the door bell. It was still quite early and seeing that the Granger's Range Rover was still parked outside, he knew that they had been waiting for Hermione. They heard the patter of foot fall, and the door being unlocked. In front of them was his worst nightmare. A very angry looking Mr. Roger Granger.
"Inside, the lot of you. Mr. Potter I believe you and I need to have words."
"Not now, Daddy."
"Now see here, princess..."
"Honestly, Daddy, I'm not a little girl. Go get mum, and we can talk about this." Hermione ordered, before turning and placing her hand firmly in Harry's hand.
"Hermione, how could you." Jane Granger asked, looking almost to be an older version of her daughter.
"Mum, we, um..."
"Mrs. Granger, it's my fault." Harry said, resigned.
"Harry James Potter, don't you dare play the martyr, do you understand me. It was all of our faults. We decided to go and have some fun, something that dunderhead, here," Hermione said pointing at Harry, "has never had in his life outside of school. We were drinking, and before you start, ALL of us understand why it's a bad thing, believe me."
"We'll have it annulled." Jane said, simply.
"Can't." Hermione said simply.
"Why not, Hermione Jane Granger, why now?"
"Consumated."
"Divorce." Jane countered.
"Can't, as well. Wizard marriage would not be eligible for divorce without specific circumstances."
"Such as?"
"Infidelity, which automatically results in a loss of one's magic. Breaking the law with the use of an unforgivable curse, and/or somehow formally dishonoring the spouse. I refuse to dishonor Harry, so that is out of the question."
"Consumated? Is there something else that you're not telling me?"
"Pregnant."
"Abortion!" Roger Granger piped in, raising up to full height, eyeballing Harry with complete and utter madness.
"ABSOLUTELY NOT!" Hermione roared, standing up to her full height, which was only five foot eight inches, compared to her father's six foot two inches. Unfortunately for him, he now was in a room which had three pregnant women and one very angry wife.
"ROBERT JEFFREY GRANGER HOW DARE YOU THINK WE WOULD FORCE OUR BABY TO GIVE UP HER OWN. OUR GRANDCHILD IS IN THERE AND I ABSOLUTELY REFUSE TO THINK FOR ONE INSTANT THAT YOU WOULDN'T LOVE IT. GET OVER YOUR ANGER, OR DID YOU FORGET HOW WE ENDED UP GETTING MARRIED!?" Jane was on the war path, and now her five foot six inches stood in front of him, menacingly.
"Honey..." He started.
"DON'T HONEY ME, SHALL I TELL THEM, THEN, THAT WE WERE IN LAS VEGAS, NEVADA IN THE STATES AND GOT MARRIED BY NONE OTHER THAN SOME HORRID ELVIS PRESLEY IMPERSONATOR?" She was on a roll, now, and wouldn't stop. She turned toward her daughter who was now in complete shock. "We were on winter holiday in the states. Roger and I had been dating seriously now for a couple of years, and we started doing shots once Mr. Sneaky figured out how to break into the liquor cabinet. An hour later we're standing in front of Elvis Junior say I do while he sang love me tender."
"Bloody hell." Hermione said.
"HERMIONE GRANGER, LANGUAGE!" Jane said loudly, before turning to Harry. "Mr. Potter, I'm Jane Granger, I don't suspect that you remember me much, as we've only met once before, but I've heard nothing but nice things about you. Welcome to the family." She ended politely, while taking both of them into a tight but warm hug.
"Thank you." Harry said meekly.
"Now, I don't suspect that you're going to be having these young ladies dressing like Arabian princesses?" She said with a light but gentle smile.
"ABSOLUTE NOT!" Harry said, warily.
"And you are to take care and guard our daughter with your very life, do you understand? I've I hear anything at all bad, you can expect hell on earth." Roger said.
"Sir, if there is anything left of me after your daughter, Nymmy and Luna are finished with me you're more than welcome to finish the rest off." He said simply as he was stating a fact.
Quibbler Building - Diagon Alley
Harry Potter thought that things would go much smoother with Leonard Lovegood. He had been a kind natured man, and had been more than helpful with the article previously. He thought that the man would be more understanding. He was completely and totally wrong.
Harry spent a complete hour bouncing back and forth dodging for cover as some pretty serious hexes, curses and even interesting transfiguration took place. The shorter man, her father was a brilliant wizard with a fierce love for his daughter. Finally after an hour Harry, unfortunately messed up. Leonard caught him in his sights.
"Expelliarmus!" He screamed, knocking Harry to the floor and catching his wand in his free hand. Thinking that things were won, he approached the fallen man, and to his utter surprise found out about Harry's affinity towards wandless magic.
"SILENCIO! INCARCEROUS! PETRIFICUS TOTALIS!" Harry bellowed, and then at the sight of the man starting decent, "ARRESTO MOMENTUM!"
Harry quickly levitated his father-in-law over to his seat. Having a hard time of it, he looked over to Nymmy seeing her giggling furiously along with Hermione and Luna as well. He sighed heavily before finally giving up and looking at Nymmy.
"Well, Auror Potter, is there any way to selectively remove the Petrificus Totalis without the others?" Harry asked, watching as she beamed at her name, and as a quick wordless spell hit Leonard Lovegood, he immediately plopped down into his seat.
It wasn't an easy battle to win with Mr. Lovegood. It could be very easy to see that he was a Hufflepuff through and through and more than anything, he was fiercely protective of his only daughter. Luna explained everything that Hermione had said with her own father, and after it was over.
"Daddy, I'd already given Harry my oath of loyalty before this even happened. I love you, but I love him as well. I wouldn't have been tricked into anything, and he loves me, as a friend and so much more."
"Is this true? He said, calmly looking into Harry's eyes.
"Yes sir." He said.
"If you ever hurt her, I will send you to the hell where people are hung upside down and skinned alive, understand?" He said with a burning passion deep within his eyes that conveyed his heart-felt love and adoration for Luna.
"Crystal."
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