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The Heritage - Chapter 41
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A/N: Beta Reader for this chapter is Dave
A/N: Scene from the last chapter.
"You are the Head of the Order of the Dark Phoenix, and that makes you the current Dark Lord, Lord-Baron. The two serpents are part of the Slytherin heritage, because they are magically bound to the Dark Lord, not to a person. "

Harry huffed, but said further nothing.

"Then the last point of the heritage is point twenty seven. "You receive Diana Quirrell as your personal property, Lord-baron."

"Who?" asked Harry, already feeling sick.

"Diana Quirrell is the daughter of Professor Quirrell, who died several years back at Hogwarts. The previous Dark Lord reduced the family to slavery before he possessed the father. He killed the mother, and later you killed the father."

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Bellatrix and Narcissa Black entered the entrance hall of the huge and magnificent Gryffindor castle. Both women were looking tensed, but said nothing. They were summoned by the Patriarch of the Black family, the Lord-Baron Harry James Potter-Gryffindor-Slytherin-Ravenclaw-Black-Bones-Zabini-Evans-Malfoy, and they didn't like it. How wrong things went the last week, how could they sink so low?

First they were in the glorious service of the Dark Lord, and then they were whisked away to the Goblins and they heard that they were divorced and banished to a remote ruin of a castle with two decadent elves as their servants. If that was already not bad enough, they learned in that dreadful place that they had been reduced to slaves! And all of that was the fault of their master.

And they were here to see their master. For them their master was the most hateful creature on the face of the earth at the moment. Both women felt bound to the Dark Lord and when they would have the possibility to kill Potter, they would certainly not let that chance go! That do-gooder was a truly disgusting person, who in the right state of mind would follow such looser anyway?

Narcissa carried the orb of Blackness with her. She always did, but this time it was ready for use. Since her childhood she had been wearing this orb hidden in a way that nobody ever would be able to discover the little dark-gray orb. When the orb was* activated, it would spread a ink-black cloud of very poisonous gas, which would kill anyone within the range of ten meters.

Bellatrix was carrying her favorite poisonous knife, which she could wield like a expert swordswoman ... which she was by the way. Bellatrix knew that the Lord-Baron would kill her or worse, and the only thing she could do was fight until she was dead. That was the way how she lived, and it would be the way how her life would end.

Both women were waiting for the things to come. This morning, their worthless elf Kreacher woke them up with the call. They would have thirty minutes to collect their things and to use the Portkey. Refusal would result in instant death, the horrible elf screeched. That was the reason why both women were standing in the entrance hall, waiting for the things to happen at six in the morning.

Suddenly they heard a door slamming in the main corridor, and both sisters looked carefully into the corridor to see who was making such noise so early in the morning. Fast footsteps were easy to hear and suddenly the quietness was torn by the sound of a female voice yelling.

"Faster, horse ... faster!"

The eyebrows of both sisters went up!

"Come-on, Harry. Suck harder, you lazy bastard ... you are not one of your pussies here!" the female voice commanded.

Bellatrix almost dropped her knife in surprise.

Suddenly both women could see their naked master running through the corridor with a naked woman in his arms, her head sucking his cock, and his head eating her pussy, and before they could react, the strange naked couple disappeared through a door.

Clang

Bellatrix did drop her knife.

What the hell had happened here while they were banished to the castle in Greenland? Was that the naïf Gryffindor boy of hardly sixteen years ... or was that an imposter? Narcissa had no idea what happened of course, and she was mystified by what she saw just running though the corridor. Not even in her wildest youth she had ever thought about something so sexy and sensual ... running through the corridors early in the morning with a woman, who was sucking him off, while he was sucking her off at the same time. It proved that he had great endurance and a powerful and healthy body.

Judging at the remarks of the woman he was carrying, she understood that the man ... young man was anything but naïf. Narcissa looked puzzled at her sister Bellatrix, but she was looking confused herself.

"What was that?" asked Narcissa.

"That was our young master," said Bellatrix with a half smile, and licked her lips.

"Yes, it seems so," answered Narcissa vaguely.

"It seems that we judged our naïf Gryffindor wrongly," continued Bellatrix. "Did you see what they were doing? They were eating each other out while running. That guy we saw here was a real stud," Bellatrix whispered, licking her lips.

"If I knew that, then I made big mistakes when I saw that Potter boy," Narcissa said softly.

"Well, nothing to do about it. We swore to the Dark Lord that we would help, assist and support him, and whatever he looks like or whatever stud he is, we must kill him, don't you forget that," hissed Bellatrix.

Narcissa nodded. "I know, but how are we going to do that?"

Before Bellatrix could answer that question, one of the doors opened and the person of Harry Potter stepped into the entrance hall. The sisters Black froze in terror ... what they saw had them almost screaming in alarm and fear!

Harry Potter entered the entrance hall, on his neck and shoulders was Nagini wrapped, its head floating next to Harry's, and continued hissing. What made the Black sisters terrorized was that the Potter boy was hissing back. The only time they saw that happen was when their Dark Lord talked to his snake, which was now wrapped around the neck and shoulders of this Potter boy. What was Nagini doing on with Potter? How is it possible that the familiar of their Dark Lord was with Potter?

With fearful hearts both sisters were staring at Potter. Their attention was broken because of a new hissing sound from their right. Both sisters shrieked when they discovered the source ... a two meters long Runespoor was sliding its way from another door towards Potter, where it curled itself around his legs. Potter was glaring at the sisters with a half smile on his face.

"You see, my dear sisters Black, I have the pet-snake of your dear old and former master and his newest pet, the Runespoor. I know that you still love the Dark Lord, and that you girls would love to kill me, but let me warn you, one unexpected movement would result in instant death by these two snakes, which are now my pets. Do you understand that, slaves?" thundered Harry.

Both girls automatically nodded, and they looked at the floor. Bellatrix almost dropped to the floor in submission ... she was so much conditioned by similar orders of the Dark Lord.

Narcissa held the black orb in her hand, ready for use, but now she was not so sure if that would be such good idea to use that. Nagini seemed to read her thoughts, because Nagini seemed to stare intently at her and her right hand where the orb was being held.

Harry smirked. "When you make an attempt on my life, you will die instantly, because you are a slave, and a slave cannot kill her master, unless you want to receive the punishment for that, " he said teasingly.

"I know that you have something in your right hand, Narcissa. That is what Nagini told me, and it is very unwise to think that you are able to threaten me."

Harry glared at her right hand pointedly, and Narcissa became more nervous.

"If you want to throw that thing in your hand, you will die on the spot," said Harry. "Before you can finish your movement, my Runespoor will kill you and I let her eat your dead body afterwards."

Narcissa eyes widened in fear, and quickly she dropped the orb in her pocket and held her now empty hands away from her hips, showing the snakes that she had nothing to hide anymore.

"That's a good girl," teased Harry, while both sisters Black were looking upset.

"I have a proposition for you," Harry drawled. "I have several propositions for you in fact, and you can choose which one will fit you."

Nobody said anything, nobody made a move, except the snakes were continuing hissing, and suddenly the Potter boy started to laugh.

"According Nagini, both of you are cowards, but we will see," Harry said, and looked mischievous at the sisters.

"I can give you an ancient orb from the Black vault, which will give you youth ... it will make your bodies twenty years younger, but it will reduce you to squibs. That is proposition number one," said Harry with a wide smile. "You will be prettier in this way, and your primary purpose of existence will be warming my bed."

Harry looked at the sisters like he was telling them dare to refuse.

"Is that the Orb of Dark Youth?" asked Narcissa intrigued.

"Yes, I belief it is," said Harry.

Narcissa knew that was not an option for her. She was still beautiful, and reducing herself to be his bedmate was not something that was interesting for her ... but what options did she have as slave? Not much more ...

"That will take my magic away," said Bellatrix. "That's not an option."

Harry grimaced. "As a slave you don't have any magic, anyeay; and I won't give you permission to use magic ever."

"What other options do you offer?" asked Narcissa.

"I send you back to Greenland, and you wait until I find a suitable wizard who is willing to buy you. The other option you have is to die," growled Harry, looking intimidating.

"You are going to kill us?" asked Narcissa unbelievingly.

"Of course," Harry said. "Think about it from my point of view. If I let you live, you might try something foolish. You both are cunning, and you will search for a way, time and place to hurt or kill me, and why should I take such a risk? You both are slaves, and you can't do anything without my permission, but there are ways where you truly can hurt me or my friends or slaves, fiancées and wives. Better I kill you here and now."

Both sisters were looking at Harry dumbstruck.

"You are bluffing," said Narcissa.

"I'm not, but for you there is only one way to find out," said Harry and he waited.

"I think you are making up an act, you are playing a game with us to let us believe that you a better wizard than you are," said Narcissa.

"I am the Lord of the Light and the Dark," said Harry. "Believe it or not," he smirked.

Bellatrix was not so sure if Potter was bluffing, and she was afraid that her sister would react badly.

"Narcissa, please ..." Bellatrix started.

Narcissa nodded slightly at her sister, but said nothing.

With great effort both sisters tried to control her growing panic and they breathed deeply.

"I want to be sold to another wizard if you find one," Bellatrix said.

Narcissa nodded. "Me too," she said.

Harry nodded, and he hissed something to the snakes, which immediately backed away from the sisters ... they moved back to Harry.

"You will stay in this castle in a suite until I find a perfect fit for you. You both will be sold," he said.

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Yesterday evening was a very strange evening, in a way frightening and the same way ... more therapeutic. Right when Hiphook was finished with his business of the missing parts of the Slytherin heritage, Barma, the security elf came to him to report two strange 'snakes, which he refused entry to the castle, and they were waiting for Harry outside.

Harry had no idea what Barma really meant, asked him to show his 'guests'. When they came outside, Harry saw that the foreside of the gate was swarmed with frightened elves ... and two snakes. One snake Harry immediately recognized ... it was Nagini ... but the other snake he recognized by its uniqueness ... the Runespoor.

Harry never saw a Runespoor in his life. The snake was about two meters long, livid orange with black banding and it had three heads. Remembering the lessons with Hagrid at Hogwarts, those snakes lived in tropical forests somewhere in Africa, and they were special because of their three heads and they produced eggs through their mouths. Their heads were special, because each head contained a separate brain, which represented certain specialties; the right head is the planner, the middle head is the dreamer, and the left head is the critic. The critic had fangs which are extremely venomous.

Both snakes lifted themselves up when they felt him approaching, and Harry could hear the elves gasping in fear, their little fingers pointed at the two dangerous looking snakes. Harry stopped five meters from the two serpents, and waited for something to happen. The two snakes were indeed looking very dangerous, especially the Runespoor with its three heads. He understood that he had inherited the two snakes by being the 'Dark Lord', but he was wondering what he must do now.

Nagini hissed at him, and Harry understood what it said.

"I am here to sssssssssserve, Master," Nagini hissed.

"I am here to sssssssssssserve, Master," one head of the Runespoor hissed too. Harry assumed it was the head of the critic.

"Welcome," hissed Harry back.

"Do you want to be bonded with usssssssssss, Master?" hissed Nagini.

"Where is your master, Nagini?" Harry asked.

"My Master is right here, Masssssssster," hissed Nagini back, moving slightly.

"Your former massssssster, Voldemort," hissed Harry.

"He is wounded, Massssssssster," hissed Nagini.

"What do you mean with wounded?"

"Your house removed him violently, and there is a god in his head and dreams, it wounds him deeply. He cannot sssssssssssleep anymore, and lives on borrowed timessssssssssssss," Nagini hissed.

Harry thought that he understood Nagini. With his acceptance of the properties of the Slytherin Fortress, and telling it to remove all occupants, he had kicked Voldemort painfully from his house or castle or where ever he was living. And the fact that he was not sleeping, that must be Lilith's work.

Harry grinned.

"What musssssssssst I do with you two?" asked Harry.

"Let ussssssssssssss be with you, Master. Wessssssssssssss serve you well," hissed Nagini.

"Aren't you bonded with your former massssssssssssster as well?" asked Harry.

"No, Massssssster. Our former Masssssssssster never bonded with usssssssssssssss," Nagini hissed.

"Why not?" asked Harry.

"He did not want to be bonded to inferior creatures like ussssssssssssssss," hissed the Runespoor, and hissed more in anger.

"What happenssssssssss when we are bonded?" asked Harry.

"You become a kind of Hybrid ssssssssss," hissed Nagini.

"You will be one of ussssssssssssss," said the Runespoor.

"All snakessssssssss in the world will accept you as the bonded," answered Nagini.

"We can't leave you anymore more ... ever, ssssssssss" said the Runespoor. "We will sssssssssssstay with you until your death, sssssssssss" continued the Runespoor.

"I am already a Hybrid," answered Harry.

"Yesssssss," hissed the Runespoor. "You are the beast and the blood ssssssssssssucker."

"You live forever, and ssssssssssssso do we after we bond with each other, sssssssssss," hissed Nagini.

Suddenly Nagini stirred and stared fixedly over Harry's shoulders, the Runespoor slid quickly sideways.

"Halt!" hissed Harry and looked behind him.

Both huge snakes stopped and stared at him.

"Danger, Master!" hissed the Runespoor.

"Those are my matessssssssss," hissed Harry back. "They belong to me and you will not hurt them."

"Do you understand me?" asked Harry.

"Yesssssssssssssssssss Massssssssssssster," hissed both snakes in immediate submission.

"What do they want, Harry?" Hermione's voice came from behind him.

"They want to be bonded with me," answered Harry, still not looking at the women behind him. "Go back to the castle, everyone. It is not safe here," he said, still intently staring at the two snakes.

"I stay with you, my husband," the calm voice of Su sounded from behind him.

"Then you might be hurt or killed, Su," answered Harry irritated.

"Then I die, my husband," she replied calmly and he felt her hand on his shoulder ... Su appeared next to him, not looking afraid at all.

The two snakes did not move, but the Runespoor responded.

"Thisssssssssssss is your mate, ssssssssssssss" the Runespoor hissed.

"Yesssssssssssssss, but I have many matesssssssssssss," hissed Harry back.

"Bond with us, Master, you will be one of us, and we will be one of you," hissed Nagini. "We will protect you and your mates."

"Do I change when I bond with you? sssssssssssss" asked Harry. He liked the idea that two huge snakes would protect his girls.

"Yesssssssssssssssssssssssssss," answered the Runespoor. "Your thinking will change, Masssssssssssssssssster."

"What do you mean with my thinking changed," hissed Harry back, confused at what the snake said.

"You will protect your nesssssssssssssst, Master. All your being, all the wayssssssss you think will be for the protection of your nesssssssst, your younglingssssssss, your matessssssss," hissed Nagini.

"How do I bond with you, ssssssssssss" Harry asked.

"We bite you, ssssssssssss" hissed the Runespoor. "When you wake up, we will be bonded."

Harry turned towards the girls and studied them for a moment. He felt the hand of Su still firmly on his shoulder.

"These two snakes are going to bite me, but they will not kill. They will bite me because they must bond with me. Nobody is going to do anything foolish, and you wait until I wake up, is that clear?" said Harry. He looked pointedly at the girls, then at the elves.

"Harry, I'm not so sure if that is such a good idea," began Hermione to tell.

"No, Hermione, you have no say in this," said Harry firmly.

"No, Harry, don't do ..."

"Quiet, Hermione. Be a good girl and keep your mouth shut and let me bond with these two snakes," Harry said. "I will tell you later why, but not now."

Harry turned to the snakes.

"Bond with me, ssssssssssssss" he hissed loudly.

Both snakes struck in a flash, and before anyone could react, Harry fell on the floor in front of the castle, two huge snakes sliding over his body and guarding it.

He woke up in his bed. He opened his eyes, but did not move ... he heard the sound of somebody breathing next to him ... it was Su. Harry looked around him and he saw that it was already dark. He looked through the huge windows from his position on bed ... no stars or moon ... far away he could hear the sounds of a dog barking, and listened more carefully. He remembered what had happened before he fainted again, but this time not because of the Goblins but because of is bonding with the two snakes.

Harry grimaced when he thought back. He remembered the pain ...

Where were the snakes, by the way? Soft hissing told him that the snakes were in his bedroom as well. He heard the content hissing of Nagini, and the irritating hissing of - he assumed - was the Runespoor. Harry continued to listen and smiled.

The Runespoor was having a heated conversation with itself. One of the heads was protesting, while the other head was insisting on sleep and the third head was making remarks about the bedroom. Harry could not help to smile to him self when he was listening to the bickering snake heads.

Something had changed, but he was not sure what those changes were. Bonding with the snakes was - lets say - painful, but not for long. After the snakes had bitten him outside the castle, Harry felt the pain of the penetrating poisons entering his body ... and then it changed into the feeling of burning ... his body was on fire! That thought he still could remember, the feeling that he had like his body was on fire, and then there was the blessed darkness which followed the burning sensations.

Now that he was awake, what had changed? What did it really mean to be bonded with the snakes? Nothing! He did not feel one thing different. He did not seem to think like a snake, no telepathic features, he was not thinking about eggs or anything else. Hybrid! Maybe he was a snake Hybrid? Harry tried to 'feel' the strange presence ... the same as he tried to discover the Hybrid in himself ... the only thing he was aware of was the old Hybrid ... no new presence, no snake or anything else.

Then he was aware of something new indeed! The extreme feeling of protection for his girls, his castle and everything he owned. That feeling brought nausea and Harry almost threw up. The threats of Voldemort and Dumbledore ... and not to forget the Goblins ... the last ones were the most dangerous of all. Harry was associating this new intense feeling of protection of what was his as his nest. He needed to protect his nest, that dominating feeling of protection was almost overwhelming. He was compelled to protect the girl lying next to him in bed.

Then he thought about Dumbledore. That old man who was the master in manipulations and politics was a threat to him and his nest, and thinking about the man made Harry become aware that he wanted to kill him. The murderous emotions, which welled up in him was something, which never happened in this scale! That was indeed new, and Harry assumed that these feelings came from the snakes. Snakes react like that, and snakes would attack anything, that came close to its nest and especially its eggs.

And then there was Voldemort, but that monster was easy. When he saw him, he must kill it immediately, without warning. No talk, no bullshit, straight to the point and kill the monster on the spot. Harry felt the Hybrid moving in his being.

And then there were the Goblins, the real threat, the real danger of his existence and the survival of his nest. Killing the Goblins was something hard to do, unless he was able to get help from the Muggles, and Harry smirked.

I was not bluffing ... he had transferred his documentation to the Muggle government, but he did not hear anything from them, yet. Of course it would take time before they would react and come back to him with a reaction, but still ...

In case there was a problem with the Goblins, and he would be forced to react, he would go to the Prime Minister and use the unforgivables on the man. He would use the Imperio charm to force the man to act ... and to destroy the Goblins with rockets or anything, which would kill the suckers and ground his teeth. Goblins would be an endangered species when he would be finished with them.

Harry wondered what was happening with the Muggles. He knew that they had received his file, which Hermione helped to make; coordinates to the location where the Goblins lived, many facts about the Wizarding world.

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Charles Philip Arthur George, eldest son of Queen Elizabeth II and Prince Philip, Duke of Edinburgh, Prince of Wales was staring dumbstruck at his Military Adviser and Intelligence Officer, Colonel Charles Corns.

"Is this real?" he asked incredible.

"Yes your Majesty. This is the real stuff," the Colonel said.

Prince Charles looked again to the reports in front of his nose.

"And where is the proof," he asked.

"Here are the films, Sir" the Colonel replied.

For the next three hours the Prince and the Colonel were watching the film on the computer.

"Does mum know?" asked Prince Charles.

The Colonel nodded. "Yes, Sir, she knows."

The eyebrows went up into his hairline.

"His Majesty George IV created a special decree in 1915, which provides the Ministry of Magic freedom to govern the magical world as it sees fit," told the Colonel. "Your mother knew of course of this decree."

The Prince nodded thoughtfully.

"Tell me about this young man ... what is his name?" the Prince asked.

"Lord-Baron Harry Potter, Sir," answered the Colonel.

"Ah, the one with his scar on his forehead," said the Prince with a smile.

"Yes, Sir."

"Well, take me to that castle of his, the Gryffindor castle. I want to speak to him."

"Yes, Sir."
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Ron was waiting outside in the garden at the Burrow. His family was inside having a family meeting, and Ron was not in a good mood. Didn't they understand why he gave that information to that doctor at the Ministry? Bill was a goner already, and that little piece of paper did not help him to get better or worse, because he was already in so much trouble, and the help he gave to the Ministry was making it possible that at least he would be released from their holding cells, and that was better then sitting there for many months.

He did not understand why his parents or his brothers were so angry with him. His father went even so far telling him that he was considering him a pariah. When Ron heard that, he became very angry and was blaming the whole thing on Potter, but that did not help much. His mother went into a huge rant and Ron escaped her by sitting here in the garden to wait until those idiots were ready with bullshitting.

Suddenly the door opened and his father stepped out.

"Ron?" called his father.

Ron stepped out of the shadows and approached his father.

"Yes, Dad?" he asked.

"We came to a conclusion," his father said, not looking at Ron.

"Conclusion?" asked Ron confused.

"Yes, you are removed from the family, and not considered a Weasley anymore."

"What?" roared Ron pulling his wand from his robes.

"Stupefy"

"Stupefy"

"Stupefy"

"Stupefy"

Four red beams traveled from three different wands towards Ron, and he crashed on the floor ... unconscious.

"He is far worse then Percy ever was," said Charlie dryly.

"Well, thank you very much," huffed Percy.

The twins were grimacing.

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"The Goblins did this to me," roared Voldemort over the valley, which gave once access to his Dark Fortress. "I'm going to make them pay for that," he growled. "From their own blood ... rivers of blood will stream."

He looked for the last time into the valley, and sighed. Not everything is lost, he thought.

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"Do you have all the instructions, Baron?" asked Dumbledore.

"Yes, Dumbledore, I have all your instructions and this will teach the boy some manners. We will take all his political power away in one hit, but don't underestimate the boy, because he might hit you again on the nose," the Baron answered.

"Well, we begin with removing his political power, and let the rest to me," said Dumbledore grimly.

"Yes," the Baron grinned. "It is a crime that certain members of the Wizengamot have so much power, and the new law will make it impossible for losers like that Potter boy to have more then one seat in the Wizengamot. "

"Are you sure you have enough support to get this new law though?" asked Dumbledore, looking fiercely at the Baron.

The Baron nodded and looked at his wife, who was farting again. Since the wedding she could not stop farting.

"How is your wife, Dumbledore?" he asked with a grimace.

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A/N: Beta Reader for this chapter is Dave