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Chapter XXXI

"Luna?" Hermione asked, "are you alright?"

"No, not really," Luna replied, not opening her eyes. "Have I been gone long?"

"It's just been a few seconds," Hermione answered. "Did you faint, or have a vision?"

Luna considered, and answered, "I had a vision, and then fainted." She paused, and then said, "I both Saw and felt the runes and patterns being activated in the Chamber, and then Harry being taken away. Then I fainted."

"Was Harry out of control?" Padma asked.

Luna reviewed what she had experienced and frowned. "I think he was being taken along the path of power, rather than following it, but I don't think he was out of control."

Suddenly, the castle shook slightly. "The quartz must have shorted out," Hermione said.

"'Shorted'?" Padma asked.

"Muggle term," Hermione answered. "The power over-loaded the quartz or some other element." She flashed a quick bluebell flame and extinguished it. "No problems with my personal magic."

Padma checked on Harry's body. "No change in his pulse or breathing."

"Where's Tracey?" Luna asked.

"She and Susan went to notify the Headmaster," Padma answered.

"And here we are, with nothing to do but wait and see if Harry succeeds," Hermione complained.

"That is not quite true," Dumbledore said from the doorway. "Remember, the goblins cleared the cave-in. Harry should have left the entrances to the Chamber open. If so, we can start to evaluate the ceremony, and any damage to the tunnels or foundations. Remus and Sirius are investigating the dungeons, while the others are investigating the towers. They should meet somewhere in the middle this evening. If you could join Mister Korsakov in Myrtle's toilets, I shall inquire of the merpeople about the status of the lake bottom."

"Well," Hermione commented, "that should at least keep us busy."

"And it is all necessary," Dumbledore reminded. "Welcome to the world of adult responsibilities." He laughed when Susan and Padma stuck their tongues out at him.

"We shall endeavor to act as mature as you, Headmaster," Luna told him, recovering.

"Ah, you must be over a hundred to get away with acting as natural as I," Dumbledore to them. "Now, let us make a start."

"One of us needs to stay by Harry," Hermione insisted. "Luna?"

Luna thought but shook her head. "You four are all connected to Harry's emotions well enough that if he is in trouble you will know it, especially this close to his body. Lady, you should stay with our Lord. I will know if the rest of us need come."

"And if you need anything else, call us on your medallion," Tracey suggested.

Two soft pops announced the arrival of Dobby and Winky. "Dobby and Winky will wait with Mrs. Hermione," Dobby said. Hermione smiled at the title. The others left, and she waited and drank some tea which Winky had procured for her from the kitchens.

Some forty minutes after the castle had shaken, Hermione's attention was drawn back to Harry, laying on a small bed. She saw the slight changes in his respiration. His spirit was making its way back.

Hermione crossed over and laid on the bed next to her best friend. She hesitated, but then scooted down and flipped open his school robe and unbuttoned his trousers. She heard Dobby and Winky pop away as she fished into his underwear and pulled him out.

Harry was totally flaccid. It always amazed Hermione that his member, some nine inches long when fully erect and very excited, could shrink down to two inches. She sucked the soft flesh into her mouth and swished her tongue. As Harry had to travel some distance, a little encouragement might be welcome.

Hermione sucked for over three minutes, and Harry had grown at most a third erect. Suddenly Hermione shuddered, and she knew it was backwash from Harry rejoining his body. She kept sucking, and in less than ten seconds, Harry was fully erect and fully down her throat.

Hermione held the position as long as she could, and then backed off, stroking Harry as she did so. "Are you alright my love?" Hermione asked.

"Yes," Harry said in a tired voice. "It's over."

"Good." Hermione engulfed Harry's cock again, sucking hard, stroking fast, and tickling the bit of skin between Harry's testicles and anus. Harry, used to getting off at least twice a day for over year, had been too busy the evening before. He quickly shot off, and Hermione greedily swallowed, happy not to share for once.

Hermione kept Harry in her mouth until he was completely dry and clean. Only then did she let him get dressed. Luna had prevented anyone was entering the Room of Requirement until her lord and lady were ready.

In addition to the four consorts, there were Remus and Sirius, Dumbledore, Minister Bones along with Kingsley Shacklebolt and Tonks, Su Li, the Princess Victoria Alice, two representatives of Gringotts, and of course Harry's 'coach', Korsakov.

The quartet of consorts stood behind Harry and Hermione, while the others sat in chairs provided by the Room. When everyone was seated, Harry tossed Shacklebolt what looked like a compass.

"What's this?" he asked.

"A Voldemort finder," Harry answered. "I'm not totally sure where I was. My guess is Hungary. You'll need a team of curse-breakers."

"Let's start at the beginning, shall we?" Dumbledore suggested.

"Quiet," Victoria Alice commanded. "Let him tell it as he sees fit." Dumbledore scowled, but said nothing.

"Has everyone been briefed on what I was planning on doing?" Everyone nodded.

"Once Voldemort started the ceremony, I was pulled along with the magic he was trying to pull away from Hogwarts. In a sense, I was swimming with the current. I think doing so made the whole thing over-load even more quickly than it would have anyway. In any case, the whole thing blew at Voldemort's end when I arrived."

"As most of you know, even in my astral form, I retained some use of magic. Not a lot, but a little. It was enough to levitate a large rock, about twice the size of a head, and drop it on Voldemort's head three times." Several people wrinkled their noses. "I saw his rather surprised spirit rise from the body, much like a ghost. Then it was, well, I guess 'bathed' is the only term I can think of. It was bathed in a golden light. Voldemort looked shocked, and then his whole demeanor became peaceful, and then almost regretful. Then the light turned dark red, and he started screaming. The light also seemed to change direction. At first, it seemed to be coming from above. The red light was from below. He's gone from this world."

Harry shrugged. "I created a beacon for that device to home in on, and then made my way back here. So, there was nothing glorious about it. No great final battle. No grand declarations or declamations. No exchange of ritual abuse. I just bashed in the head of a very dangerous dark criminal lunatic." His shoulders slumped.

"I know it gives you little comfort, but it had to be done," Dumbledore said.

"True," Harry retorted. "Minister? Could you try and placate whatever Ministry I offended by executing a criminal without notifying them?"

"I will," she assured him. "Dumbledore and I will talk to the International as well. As ineffective as they usually are, they still need to be notified. We'll make the formal announcement this evening at the Wizengamot."

"Harry. . . ." Remus started.

Harry merely nodded. "The werewolves in my valley are certainly free to leave after the next full moon. If they want to return for future full moons, so they can run without taking the Potion, that's fine with me." The next full moon was early Christmas morning.

Princess Victoria Alice cleared her throat and said, "Lord Potter?"

"Yes, Ma'am?" Harry answered.

"This lot will get around to mentioning the Order of Merlin at some point. I talked this over with Her Royal Highness, and we wondered if you would accept a Muggle award as well."

Hermione put her hand over Harry's mouth before he could refuse and looked at the other consorts, who all nodded. "He will," she said.

"Good. Wise man, Potter, listen to the gels. Now, I wanted a barony for you, but the Muggles have fouled the nobility up. Can't create real lords any more, and even the life peerages are too scrutinized. They don't seem to create baronets any more either." She sniffed. "So, in the Muggle world, you will have to be satisfied with being a plain old knight bachelor, Sir Harry."

"Thank Her Majesty, and thank you," Harry answered. She nodded.

"I think we should all go make all the reports we need to make, and preparations for some big parties," Sirius said.

"Good idea," Remus agreed. The group started to break up.

Korsakov went over to Harry and merely said, "Talk with me tomorrow. We will work to put your soul back into balance."

Harry stood and bowed in thanks. His teacher bowed in return.

In less than five minutes, everyone was gone, except Harry, Hermione, the consorts, and Su.

"You might have noticed Su around the castle these last few weeks," Hermione said. Su knelt before Harry.

"I did," Harry admitted.

"Would you consider adding one more?" Hermione asked.

"We promise, no more," Luna added.

"We do like her very much," Susan pointed out.

"We work really well together," Tracey said, "and, to be political, it would be a good mood."

"And she's very very cute and adorable," Padma purred.

"We are not buying a puppy," Harry said, pretending to be irritable. "We're talking about our friend."

"True," Hermione agreed.

"No more, right?" All of the women nodded their heads. "You all swear?" They all agreed to swear.

"Then we should all rest until the party." The Room of Requirement changed into a very nice bedroom, with a very very huge bed.

"Well," Hermione said, "we should all at least lie down."

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To the surprise of many, Harry tried stay out of politics, but this was only successful for a few years. His last year and a half at Hogwarts were calm, as few could get at the hero of the magical world while he was there. Even though more than three quarters of the those students sworn to Harry let their formal oaths drop, none were anything but loyal to Harry as a person. They guarded his privacy as much as they looked out for him and his.

Over the decades, some would work against a few of the proposals from Harry's inner circle, but none who had once sworn to follow him ever really did so on any matter of real importance to Harry, and they all stayed, at the least, friendly.

Harry never became Minister of Magic, but with his help, Daphne Greengrass did, and then she went on to hold the post for nearly ninety years. Harry was named to the Wizangamot at the age of twenty-four, when the first seat came open after he left Hogwarts.

While Harry tried to play house-husband as often as possible, it was Susan and Tracey who spent their time looking after the children and playing the roles of 'house-witch' -- overseeing both the magical and mundane aspects that the house elves didn't take care of. Luna worked part-time in the Department of Mysteries, and to Hermione's dismay, would not reveal what she did there.

Hermione, Padma, and Su took on the traditions of magical education. Potions was the only field with a well-organized and fairly open apprenticeship program. Astronomy really relied on Muggle advances. Runes, Arithmancy, and Transfiguration had very informal apprenticeships. Other fields of study were even less organized, or were only formally studied by various government agencies under various Ministries.

Over a twenty-five year period, the trio created a system where experts contributed criteria and provided testing. This was seen as a way to make the traditionally informal apprenticeship programs more professional. With Harry's reputation (and connections and money), they were able to extend the idea outside of Britain, and that made it large enough of a program to succeed.



Unsurprisingly, considering his six mates, Harry had far more than the dozen children Trelawney had predicted. He and Hermione had four, Luna had one, Padma had five (including two sets of twins), Susan six, Tracey three, and Su two.

The children (nine boys, twelve girls) were Sorted into all four Houses. Tracey's son was Sorted into Slytherin, and a son and a daughter from Susan were Sorted into Hufflepuff. Harry and Hermione's son was Sorted into Gryffindor, as was one of Tracey's daughters and one of Padma's. The others were all Sorted into Ravenclaw. Harry loved all his children, of course, and was proud of them. He was a bit disappointed that only six played Quidditch, and of them only Su's daughter played Seeker.

Harry put together a consortium and, after Ron ended his two year career as Keeper for Appleby, Harry bought the Cannons. Ron was made the coach, and while they only won three Championships over the ninety years Ron coached them, they were a much more winning team than they had been over the previous ninety years.



After the wizarding world had suffered decades of unrest because of Grindelwald, and western Europe had endured Voldemort, it settled down to a degree over Harry's lifetime. There were no real Dark Lords who attempted to rise. There were five major attempts to start Dark movements -- one in eastern Europe; one that formed in western Africa, Brazil, and the Caribbean; two that rose and fell in succession in parts of central Asia, and one which nearly formed in east Africa and India -- but in the end, all were crushed with minimal violence. Harry helped out to some degree in all five cases, but was not called upon to take the lead in any of them.

The saddest part of Harry's life was that his tremendous power gave him an extended life, out-living all his consorts and only dying at the age of 231. Still, overall, Harry thought he had managed, with their help, to leave the world a bit better off.