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The Heritage - Chapter 47
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A/N: Editor for this chapter is Dave
A/N: Warning: PG-Extreme (only the last part of this chapter). When you want to blame someone, blame Mechconstrictor, hptrump, Mimir, anglosaxon, because it was their idea. I am innocent, the poor block who types it only in Word.
A/N: Scene from the last chapter.

For sure the King had good ideas to enhance the subjects at Hogwarts, and for sure he liked the idea of having Goblin students at Hogwarts, and he liked the idea even more when he asked if the Lord-Baron would be apposed to teach Goblin battle magic. The Lord-Baron even agreed and proposed to have Goblins sit at other form of battle magics ... maybe even Chinese battle magic.

The Prince Philip, who sat next to him, had much better subjects to discuss then the Hogwarts School, and that was money and banking. He had many questions about Goblin banking, and he was telling a lot of information about Muggle banks. The King became almost sick when he heard the numbers of money, which traveled through the world, that were trillions of Galleons, and if there would be a way to get only one percent of that, he would be rich beyond believe.

The King looked up and he saw Master Hiphook chatting with the Lord-baron. It was late in the evening now, and they had a wonderful dinner with the muggles and the Lord-Baron with his many mates. It was time to make this nice evening profitable, and he stood up, holding in his right hand a goblet with purple Goblin wine and opened his mouth to speak ....

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A sizzling sound of a magical spell traveling in high speed ... it was passing his nose only centimeters away. One of the Goblinettas was firing a curse! Firing a curse at their King? King Albano was frozen for several seconds ... he missed his weapons and he was not able to erect a shield! He felt powerless and he gaped at the Goblinetta, who fired the curse. The Goblinetta was preparing herself to fire another curse, when at that moment several things happened at the same time.

Lord-Baron Potter launched himself from the chair he was sitting on towards the King, collapsing against the heavy body of the Goblin. King Albano and the Lord-Baron both crashed on the floor in a heap.

Corporal Arnold Harper reacted as fast as he could. He had no weapon fire-ready, so he kicked the Goblinetta between her legs with a roundhouse kick, and the Goblin soldier collapsed to the floor immediately.

Immediately another Goblinetta came into action.

A blue beam of a curse hit Corporal Arnold Harper in the back and the Corporal dropped to the floor ... he was bleeding heavenly. The Goblinetta who fired the curse exploded in a reddish mist when she was hit by a short burst of a MAC-11. Private Ian Waterhouse was furious ... that damned monster killed his mate before he fired at the Goblin who killed Arnold.

That reaction of Private Ian Waterhouse was the trigger for the Goblinettas, and they pulled their wands from their robes and turned to the soldiers.

"Down," yelled Harry, who was protecting the King with his body. "All of you down to the floor!"

Prince Philip grabbed the Queen and forced her to the floor, where he was trying to protect her with his body, while Prince Charles kneeled down behind the table, screaming to the soldiers to open fire and kill the Goblin soldiers.

Hermione grabbed Ginny and Pansy and dropped to the floor, Pansy fell on her legs, and Ginny was protesting loudly. The rest of the girls did what Harry was screaming and dropped to the floor as well.

Private Waterhouse was hit by three purple and one orange beams of magical energy, and he fell to the floor, smoke came from his back where the orange curse hit him and a terrible pain hit him like a hammer on his legs, where the three purple beams hit him. He lost consciousness.

Two more Goblinettas exploded in a reddish mist because of flying bullets, and a large explosion occurred at the back from the Foyer; three Goblinettas dropped dead. Two Goblinettas were launched from their position against the wall ... sickening sounds of breaking bones were very noticeable when all their bones broke because of the heavy impact against the wall ... the elves were fighting to protect their Master and his guests.

The last Goblinetta was standing there ... she was not moving, except that her eyes went from her King and then towards the three remaining muggle soldiers, who had their weapons trailed on her. She had a sword in her left hand, and a wand in her right, and she was considering what to do now. If she attacked, she would be killed instantly, if she gave in, then she would lose face.

The Goblinetta came into action ... she dropped to the floor and the soldiers fired their weapons, and hit two house elves instead ... they exploded into a red mist and were just not there anymore.

The Goblinetta fired her last curse, because she knew that she had only one change. And indeed, the second salvo of fire hit her straight in her head, and she exploded in a reddish mist as well.

But her curse traveled in high speed towards Harry and the King, who could not move fast enough to avoid the approaching curse ... and Harry erected the hand shield he had learned from Su. The grayish curse rang in great force against his hand shield and was reflected straight into the ceiling ... it shattered the glass roof and disappeared somewhere in the night.

Quietness ruled the foyer for several seconds, but not for the soldiers. Major John Berea, Sergeant Louella Haas and Private Manville Terbury moved immediately to the Queen and Prince and surrounded them ... their weapons at ready for any threat, which might arise against the Royals.

Harry looked around and he saw that all ten Goblinettas were gone, except one. The House Elves were guarding her with their fingers pointing to the Goblin soldier. He stood up and looked around to the chaos after this short battle. This fight did not last longer then only several seconds, and the Special Forces lost only one soldier, while all but one of the Goblinettas were taken out. That is proof that magic is not everything.

"Bite my bullet," a remark came from the back of the foyer. The Colonel had fallen from his chair when the violence started, and by the time he at last stood up, the fight was already over.

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It was midnight, and the King left some minutes ago to go back to his castle, and guess what? He was guarded by a small unit of Muggle Special Forces under the command of Unit Commander Major Brian Frederick Poster with his four soldiers.

Private Ian Waterhouse and Corporal Arnold Harper were in the sickbay of the castle, and they were cured from their wounds. The only thing for them was rest, and that was what they did; they slept like babies, according their Major John Berea.

Two more Special Forces units came to the castle, one went with King Albano, one unit with the wounded stayed in the castle and the other unit was there to guard the Queen and the princes.

Harry lost two elves, which gave their lives in defending him, his guests and the castle and needed to pay them homage. All elves were together in the official dining hall, and Harry stood with Thea, Pansy, Su and Hermione in front of them. When he had their attention, Harry bowed his head, followed by his wives, slave and fiancée.

"You fought this evening to defend me; my girls, my guests and the castle. I can not describe how much I appreciate what you have done. During the fight, two of you were killed, and I am here to offer support and condolences to you and the families who lost their father or brother," Harry said somberly.

None of the elves said anything, some were staring at Harry with an unbelievingly expression on their faces.

"Do not be so surprised that I am here to tell you how sorry I am because of the death of the battle in the foyer, " Harry said focusing to the unbelieving house elves. "You are creatures, exactly the same as humans are creatures ... and werewolves and Vampires and Giants ... there are no differences between us other than maybe our habits and how we were built."

When King Albano was recovered enough, he started to talk in his language with the only remaining Goblinetta. When he was ready, he asked Harry to have his weapons back. Harry gave him all the weapons and the first thing King Albano did was binding the only remaining Goblinetta with chains. She could only breathe, but that was all that she could. The heavy chains covered every inch of her body except for the nose.

King Albano turned to Harry.

"Lord-Baron, I am ashamed to admit that I came to you with bad intentions, and I am truly sorry for that. I owe you my life, and I like to negotiate with you about indemnification if possible," King Albano said.

Then the King focused at the Queen and he bowed.

"Your Royal Majesty, your soldiers are too superior for my poor Goblinettas," he said. "In a way, I owe you a life depth as well. May we meet each other tomorrow and talk about atonements," the King said.

The Queen said nothing, but she nodded her head and smiled slightly.

That was the moment that Prince Philip offered the King to be guarded by one unit of Special Forces. King Albano was sputtering and protesting, but at the end he thought that it was a good idea and it would honor the memory of the wounded soldiers during the battle against the Goblinettas.

The Queen asked him why the Goblinettas had attacked him.

King Albano sighed. "In our society, like the society of the wizards, there are two groups; one of the purebloods who want to keep their powerbase, and one of liberal Goblins who believe in change. Goblinettas are slaves themselves and if reform would take place, they might lose their pension and two slaves. I think that one Goblinetta started the revolt. When she went down, that stirred the rest of the Goblinettas," King Albano said somberly.

Shortly after that, he went with a unit of Special Forces as protection.

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The large broom shred was filled with expensive brooms, which were all lined up against the wall. Harry looked intently at the brooms, but it was easy for him, they were all Firebolts ... at least forty of them and he wondered why the castle was keeping forty Firebolts in a shed like this.

Harry took a Firebolt from its rack and studied it closely, and he heard Cho arriving. Harry turned and froze. Cho was not wearing much ... a t-shirt and ... oh Merlin what a pair of legs ... she was wearing a short miniskirt. He swallowed and walked towards Cho with the broom in his hand.

Cho fondled Harry through his pants and grinning said, "I want to fly on your broomstick." With that, she opened his pants and pulled his "broomstick" free. As she did, she thought to herself, 'It's much thicker than any Hogwart's broomstick.'

Harry lifted Cho on the broom in front of him; she was wearing a miniskirt that was truly more like just a wide belt it was so short, she had borrowed it from Hermione - Cho felt that Hermione having this miniskirt said something about Hermione but let's not go there ... and nothing underneath ... her body was pressed against his, and Harry felt himself stirring, his cock was huge and his erection could not be bigger than it already was.

Cho was twisting her arse against the Harry's crotch and she felt his erection pressing against her arse cheeks ... and she lifted herself up ... and yes, his cock moved straight between her legs ... and she sat down on the broom. She looked down at herself and lifted the ridiculous miniskirt and saw Harry's cock sticking out her legs ... and she giggled. It was such a funny sight. This must be the sight that a boy would see when he would look down his own body.

Harry was in heaven ... he sat on a broom with Cho tightly pressed against him, with his cock sticking straight between her legs ... like she was riding his cock instead of the broom ... and he smiled happily. At last he could relax, but suddenly he heard Cho moaning and twisting her arse and moving her underbody ... that was very easy for him to notice, because she was in fact sitting on his cock.

Cho was lifting herself from his cock, and Harry could feel her hands grabbing his cock and placing his cock in front of her opening and she slowly lowered herself on his cock.

"Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh," screamed Cho in ecstasy as Harry's cock was filling her, and she lowered herself totally on Harry's cock. She pressed her knees tightly against the broom and willed it up ... and there they went, full speed like an arrow they shot from the ground into the air. When they were high in the air, they could see the Gryffindor castle far under them ... the large castle looked like a doll house from this height, she thought, and Harry's cock felt like it was the broom it self, and she laughed loudly. This was life, she thought, this was happiness, to do things she wanted and there was nobody to tell her otherwise.

She started to wiggle her hips and tried to squeeze the muscles of her vagina around the Harry's cock, she spread her legs and closed them immediately, and wiggled some more. Her actions had effect, because she could hear Harry moaning ... his face was leaning against her shoulder, his hands playing with her breasts over the material of her t-shirt. Her nipples were hardened and erected, and she wanted to fell his hands rubbing her nipples so much. Harry started to move his hips under her ... his cock was moving in and out of her pussy, and his hands moved under her t-shirt and grabbed her breasts tightly ... almost painfully.

One of his hands pulled on her bra and pulled it up, releasing both her breasts and he grabbed her nipples and squeezed, and Cho almost lost it there.

"Aaaaaaaaaahh oooooooooooooooooooooohh" she screamed ... and almost blacked out ... Cho came ... straight impaled on Harry's cock high up into the air on a broomstick and she felt the second wave of pleasure coming over her ... and Harry's breathing speeded up and she felt him starting to sweat.

Cho felt dizzy and saw everything fuzzy and she started to realize that they would be in danger in case Harry would lose control when he would come into her, and she pointed the broom downwards and increased the speed.

Suddenly she heard Harry moaning and his breathing sped up even more, his cock was stretching her opening till capacity and beyond, and she felt his presence pulsing and throbbing ... he is going to come every moment.

Harry's movements underneath her on the broom became frantic, and at the same time she noticed that the broom was descending rapidly the ground underneath them in a breathtaking speed, and the huge cock in her pussy did wonderful things with her body ... she lost sense of reality and she felt a new organism building up for the third time.

Suddenly the wild shocking movements of the broom became different somehow ... it was Harry who took over the broom and her eyes widened in fear when she suddenly saw the ground approaching her and Harry extremely fast ... and suddenly she felt the broom stop diving and lifted itself up ... her feet touched the ground and they were up into the air again, and right that moment Harry came into his climax and he roared, while his hot seed burst into her womb ... hot and streaming semen ... filling her belly and she came as well ... her orgasm was more intense than the first two.

The broom lost control and flew low over the ground until it reached a small lake. Cho was opening her eyes and saw everything in a daze ... yellowish mist all around her ... and she smelt the water. She grabbed Harry with both arms, and she let herself drop over the side of the broom ... Cho and Harry lost their balance on the broom and fell in the water

The ice cold water made Harry and Cho regained their senses and they started to swim. When Harry and Cho reached the shore, they collapsed on the small beach in laughter.

"That was the craziest thing I ever did," laughed Cho.

"Yeah, but very interesting, though," laughed Harry and looked Cho in the face.

"Maybe we can continue here on the beach?" asked Cho shyly.

Harry was looking over her shoulders and his smile froze on his face. "Maybe that is not such a good idea," said Harry. Cho saw him looking and turned around. A not so amused Su and Thea were standing behind her, together with all Harry's fiancées and slaves.

"We are here to do our daily practices and exercises, and who was missing?" said Su in a calm voice.

"Right, Cho and our stud here," Su answering her own question. "And do you know why they did not show up for the daily morning exercises? Because they were fucking on a broom high above the castle."

Harry and Cho swallowed and looked guiltily at Su, who suddenly smirked.

"It is obvious that you did not reach your climax, Harry. I will help you with that. Now Cho though, she reached her climax several times, as everyone in the castle could clearly hear, including the soldiers," said Su. "I can help you with that too!"

She looked one more time at Harry and Cho before she turned away.

"Alright people, let's start the exercises for today. I have a surprise for you all, and especially for Harry and Cho!" she yelled.

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Harry was running naked through the castle with Su sucking his cock; her legs were wrapped around his shoulders. Cho was sitting on his neck and her legs were dangling over his shoulders next to Su's, and Harry was looking at her naked hairless pussy, and was licking her lower lips. This was already his fifth round, and Harry changed a long time ago into the Hybrid form, because it was impossible to keep him running like this in human form.

Cho was screaming of lust, and Harry could feel Su grinning, but he continued to make his rounds ... still three rounds to go.

After so many rounds of the Hybrid passing the soldiers with two naked girls hanging on his body, the soldiers didn't even bother to look when Harry passed them again. This just goes to show that anyone can get used to seeing the most improbable sights.

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Dumbledore was looking at the mirror and studied his beard for some moments. He needed to trim his beard and to use some extra potion to keep the color right. His beard started to look too much gray for his taste.

This night he slept in the castle of the Baron, because they had been discussing late into the night the steps they would take to bring down that Potter brat. They agreed to start taking the brat down slowly; first they would take his power away from the Wizengamot, then they would attack him in the press, then they would lay a trap for him. They both agreed to whisk him away from his women and get him into this castle where they could torture him for some time before they would hand him over to the Dark Lord.

Dumbledore did not agree with the torture, but there was not much he could do about it. And honestly, he wanted to see that Potter brat screaming in pain for all the things he had done against the Greatest Wizard of all times. He wanted to pay him back for that monster in female form, Millicent, who he had been forced to marry, and all of that because of that brat!

Dumbledore smirked and looked again in the mirror. He thought that he did not look bad for an old man of moiré then hundred and fifty years old. And he also had become a father in his old age. He smirked again. He planned to move Millicent to a castle he was going to buy from the Goblins. He planned to buy an old castle somewhere in Siberia, Russia. That castle had for a very long time been abandoned by a Vampire clan, which had been wiped out by Vampire hunters several years ago. That would be the perfect place for Millicent to live, and he would never ever see that cow again in the rest of his life ... a very long life, he hoped.

The sudden noise of a door slamming against the wall of his bedroom brought him back to reality. Dreaming about sending Millicent away could wait for several hours; first he needed to deal with the current problems. Dumbledore turned around and he saw the very flustered Millicent standing in front of the exit of the bathroom.

"Albus," she squealed and the sound of a loud fart echoed through the bathroom. She was excited for some reason, Dumbledore thought.

"We are married, and I insist on having some fun together," she squealed in a high voice. "Come here, my lover," she squealed, she slammed the door behind her closed and grabbed Dumbledore by his shoulders with both hands.

Dumbledore could not react, because the bathroom of his bedroom was too small to maneuver around the fat cow, and his wand was on the bedside table, far out of his reach.

Millicent pressed her body against Dumbledore's tightly, and wanted to kiss the old man, but Dumbledore managed to turn his face away in repulsion, and started to scream for help.

In her excitement Millicent was farting and burping now almost continuously and Dumbledore was finding it hard to breathe. Because of his screaming for help, he could not help but to breathe the smelly air in the bathroom, and obviously the bathroom had no ventilation system what so ever.

Suddenly Dumbledore became scared for the first time in his life. She wouldn't rape him, wouldn't she?

Millicent grabbed his face with both hands and forced it towards her, where she kissed him straight on the lips, and Dumbledore started to use his hands to hit the girl, but she was much too excited, big and too fat to notice. Suddenly Dumbledore felt her tongue pressing against his tightly closed lips and he was trying to control throwing up.

Baron Bulstrode was standing with a wide smile in front of the bathroom in Dumbledore's bedroom. His daughter was demanding her marriage rights and Dumbledore was forced to comply, and the Baron was laughing loudly.

"That will teach you what a real Bulstrode is, Dumbledore," he yelled at the closed bathroom door. He pulled his wand and whispered several locking charms on the door.

He would come back within an hour and open the door for 'poor' Dumbledore. You never know with the old man, maybe he has a weak heart after all those years. And having sex with his daughter, even when they were married was something the Baron did not like to think about. He heard the pussy of the light screaming ... and the Baron laughed again. Maybe he must find a way to record what was happening in that bathroom, he thought. And suddenly he had an idea. He could use the pensive to get the memories from Millicent; he grinned and left the bedroom.

In the mean time Dumbledore was in real trouble. Millicent managed to tear off his shirt and was already busy to grab his willy through his trousers, and Dumbledore tried to tear himself from the attacking Millicent, who was excited beyond comprehension.

"Come here, my Dumbly, I love you and I want to see little Dumbly," she screamed in his ears.

Dumbledore managed to remove her hand from his cock and with all of his power he bounced backwards ... he hit his head against the wall painfully, which made him dizzier then he already was. He had problems with breathing and he had the feeling that he was losing consciousness every moment now.

That was the chance that Millicent was waiting for, and she grabbed his trousers and tore it in pieces, she grabbed Dumbledore's underpants and tore it in pieces as well. The sound of a huge fart was noticeable all over their section of the castle, alarming house elves and the Baron, who was then sniggering in his chair, while his wife was looking questionably at him.

The door of the foyer slammed open and there came the snakelike figure of Voldemort walking in.

"What the hell is that sound?" he roared.

The Baron and his wife blanched and the Baron stood up as quickly as he could, and bowed deeply.

"My Lord," he said loudly, and hoping that his Lord would not punish him.

"What is that sound!" the Dark Lord yelled again.

"That is Millicent raping Dumbledore!" exclaimed the Baron.

That made the Dark Lord freeze ... he had his wand already trailed at the Baron to punish him for his insolence, but Millicent torturing the pussy for the light was something that made him very happy.

"She is, is she?" drawled the Dark Lord, and he grinned evilly.

Another sound of a loud fart traveled through the castle.

"Show me where they are," he commanded, and grabbed the Baron by his neck and threw him to the door. "Show me where!" he screamed.

The Baron hastened towards the bedroom of Dumbledore in the West Wing of the castle, closely followed by Voldemort, until they reached the bedroom.

Since Voldemort lost his fortress, he was living in the castle of the Baron, and he did not like it one bit. There were no lower demons to play with, and he missed his wailing walls made of bones of his victims. He missed the Death Eaters who would serve his every whim he had, and he was forced to look at the Baron and the miserable excuse of a wife.

The sound of another loud fart came from the closed bathroom door and Voldemort grinned. He pointed his wand to the door and murmured a spell ... the door became transparent and what they saw then was even too much for Voldemort.

They saw Dumbledore against the wall, almost naked with Millicent bowing over his crotch ... obviously amusing herself what was left of the will of the pussy of the light, her fat arse sticking high up into the air, and she was busy trying to remove her own clothes.

The Baron winced and Voldemort laughed cruelly.

Dumbledore had obviously passed out because of the surplus gasses coming from Millicent, and the girl was still conscious ... a great accomplishment that was and using the moment to get everything she wanted. Dumbledore's mouth was wide open and his face was as white as anyone ever had seen ... and Millicent tried to stick her tongue into the mouth of Dumbledore, and Voldemort winced.

"Oh for Merlin sake," yelled Voldemort disgusted, he pointed his wand to the bathroom door and cast a reductor curse.

"Nooooooooooooo," screamed the Baron when he saw what Voldemort was doing. "It will explode because of the gas," cried the Baron.

But it was already too late ... the reductor curse slammed against the door in full force, and reduced it into splinters within moments, but in the bathroom, the gasses previously released from Millicent abdomen setoff an explosion, which caused the bathroom to burst into pieces, killing everyone inside instantly, and releaseing more gases from Millicent's body; a secondary explosion followed immediately, generating a fireball, which reduced the Baron into a burned corpse within a fraction of a second.

Voldemort was quicker than the Baron, because he was able to jump backwards, but hit the bed and fell onto the ground on the side away from the bathroom ... the fireball hit the bed, which partly protected him, but it could not shield him totally from the damaging effects ... and Voldemort was burned all over, but still alive.

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A/N: Editor for this chapter is Dave