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Chapter 17

by Selector11

The witches of the world hav a secret, Harry is stuck in the middle

Category: Harry Potter - Rating: NC-17 - Genres: Action/Adventure - Characters: Fred - Warnings: [!!!] [?] [R] [V] [X] [Y] - Published: 2007-06-18 - Updated: 2007-08-13 - 1938 words - Complete

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Harry Potter and the Witches' Secret
Chapter 17
9 Sept 1995 (Sidereal)
8 Sept 1995 (Off Sidereal)

Potter Castle
Second Turned morning

Harry woke to another lesson in anatomy-this time supervised by Rosmerta, oddly enough. "Mmmmm...Rosmerta, what are you teaching the girls?"

"Care and breeding, Harry." The girls giggled. Harry sat up without dislodging Emma and pulled Rosmerta down with him.

"Hmm, let's give them something more to work with."

Harry worked on Rosmerta while Emma worked on him. Suddenly he froze and Rosmerta pushed Emma away. She deftly caught Harry's come in her mouth and then gave it back to Emma.

Harry was working on Emma with one hand and Rosmerta with the other when suddenly Victoria took advantage and mounted Harry. He froze, and Rosmerta looked at Victoria.

"Are you sure you want to try that, baby?"

"Yes. I might not get far, but I want to try it."

"Victoria, I'm going to lie back; you do what you want. I won't move unless you tell me to."

Victoria nodded quickly and slid herself fully up onto Harry's cock, which she pinned between herself and his hard muscled abdomen. She was soaking wet and as she slid up his length she spread her wetness over Harry.

Harry continued to slowly and gently work on the two women sitting on his hands. He smiled at Victoria. She slid herself back down Harry and her lips parted onto either side of his shaft. Her movements became jerky as her clitoris rubbed the length of his shaft.

"Sssshhhh, baby, go as slow as you need to."

Victoria nodded; she couldn't speak because she was biting her bottom lip in concentration.

She took a moment and breathed, then she leaned forward, placing her hands on Harry's chest, and she slid back up Harry's length. She worked her way back and forth, establishing a rhythm. She was supporting herself with her hands on Harry's chest. As she climaxed she screamed and closed her fist. Harry winced as he smiled at her. Just as she finished her climax, Rosmerta and Emma hit theirs. Harry stopped manipulating them and cupped them both as they rode out their orgasms.

When they finished they collapsed around him. Harry rose and arranged them comfortably on the bed. He went to the bath and showered quickly; then he dressed in his PT favorites and joined the other mates in the gym for PT.

The rest of that day proceeded normally.

At lunch the mates were amused by the sight of Sally carrying Eugenie on her hip. It was a cute, homey kind of image.

Andrew and Harry took some more time that evening to discuss politics and the art of governing.

No one who had attended school with Andrew would have believed the depth of knowledge and the amount of thought he put into the issues of the day and the direction in which the government should go. In their wide-ranging discussions they touched on the military, both houses of the government, the civil service, and the Monarchy.

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Potter Castle
3rd Turned morning.

The next morning Harry awoke to find Victoria employing her increasingly talented mouth, with Cho supervising. Harry pulled Cho onto his face and ate her to a screaming orgasm. This was almost a disaster, because when Cho came, so did Victoria. Her scream launched Harry's climax; fortunately Emma had the presence of mind to lift Victoria off of Harry. Cho fell forward and captured Harry in her mouth just as he came. She shared her reward with both Victoria and Emma.

Cho and Victoria curled up, one on each side of Harry. Emma took the opportunity to mount Harry and ride him to her satisfaction, as Victoria had done the day before.

As the on the day before, Harry gentle disentangled himself from the sweet, sweaty tangle of distaff flesh, smiling he dressed and headed to the gym.

Deep into his morning workout, he didn't notice his mates gathering. He continued to work and think.

"A prophecy; he knew of it and failed to prepare me. I've done so now, but why would he not? I'm no threat to him. I want nothing from this world other than to live and love, now that I know what that is. Maybe play Quidditch. Now I must, it seems, rule these people in order to secure a safe place for my children. Ha! what other fifteen-year-old has to do this stuff? Vernon was right. In an odd way, I am a freak. In a good way, but still a freak.

"I so just wanted a mother and father, maybe a brother and sister. Instead I get at least fifty women in my life. I'll be required to enslave at least one of them and I'll be the head of an unknown number of Houses. It's a fairy tale, really. I wonder if those other fairy tale princes raised from rags to riches felt completely inadequate.

"Kill the most powerful Dark wizard in history? Bah! Remake the second oldest wizarding society in the world? Feh! Satisfy the fifty most magically powerful women in the world mentally, physically, and romantically? Holy Mary, Mother of God, forgive us our sins now at the hour of our death. Amen."

Harry's attention was drawn back to the outside world by the mates rolling on the floor laughing. He was first confused,as he hadn't even seen them arriving, then mad as he felt they were laughing at him. He kept working out, but now he was pouting.

"Oh, Harry, if you keep thinking like that, how could you not succeed? Your greatest fear is failing to keep us happy, any of us including the woman you're supposedly going to enslave?"

Harry blushed to his roots and about halfway up his hair. "Well, I beat Voldemort already, Nym. Now I just have to kill him again. He'll eventually stay dead. As for wizarding Britain, after I kill Voldemort, who do you think can or will stand against me, the Champion of the Realm? The Realm itself lends me its power. Only you and the mates could. God willing I will never make you wish to, as I can't live without you. But I have no knowledge of women or their ways; I can only make mistakes with you, and I can't risk your lives or hearts."

Nym moved to Harry. "Again, lord of my heart, you just keep being who you are. Even in the face of fifty women. We love you, Harry. We don't love the Champion of the Realm-he didn't bind us." She closed in and kissed him tenderly and with the hearts of the bonded on her lips. Harry was left speechless, very pleased and deeply in love ,but speechless.

Harry finished his workout and they had another extremely productive day. After dinner they discussed the uptime day and their future plans.

Alastor started. "Harry, Dumbledore will call a meeting of the Order of the Phoenix and have us start looking for you."

"I know, Alastor, but what are we going to do about it?"

"Nothing, Harry. You're well hidden here. Just remember your glamors and you shift your shape if you leave the Hollow, and everything should be fine. We'll go back to work and feed you whatever intelligence we gain."

"A grand plan, Nym, me lass."

"Really, Alastor, we do nothing?"

"Yes, Harry. What would you rather do?"

Harry thought for a moment. "Luna, do you see anything?"

Luna's eyes went white. "Drat! You just had to add the question. Couldn't you just stop at Luna? Nope, Harry, nothing Vulturesnot is doing, anyway. He's so trapped into getting to the prophecy, he can't do anything else." She popped a slice of orange into her mouth and smiled at Harry.

"Eerrr, Luna baby, your-uh-eyes," Harry said, making a vague motion toward his face with the banana he was eating.

"Drat!" Luna's face took on a look of concentration, and the milky whiteness drained off her eyes. "There, how's that?"

"Fine, Luna, thank you. Nym, I like your plan and you all can plant the snatch stones around your work places and magical Britain tomorrow."

"Harry, can we have some of the 'snatch stones?" Sarah inquired.

"Sure, Sarah-errrh, what for?"

Sarah rolled her eyes, and Beatrice, who had wriggled her way under Harry's arm and into his lap and was busy eating off his plate, much to the amusement of the mates and Harry's consternation, chimed in, "Really, Harry, don't you love and want to protect us? Mum wants to put them all round the Royal properties so the Death Eaters at least get transferred here. Then when you get the intent-based runes figured out, we'll add them to the stones."

All of this was said as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Harry looked down at her upturned face and kissed her. Beatrice blushed from the bottoms of her feet to the top of her scalp and hid her face in Harry's shirt.

Harry chuckled and the mates joined him.

"Harry, Sarah and the girls want to join you on the Turns, and I'd like to join you on as many as I can."

"Certainly, Andrew. The doors of Potter Castle or any of my other properties are always open to you all and the Queen."

"As for you, Princess, you and your sister, mum, dad, and Grandmum are at the top of my 'to-protect list', you know that, so stop fishing and be content."

Beatrice smiled like the cat that had gotten the canary. It was oddly out of place on her, even though her sister's Mona Lisa smile was already legendary.

"Harry, the war mages will be here tomorrow. They've been seconded to me as a protection detail, at least for their cover. They will be training with us starting on the Turning tomorrow night."

Harry nodded. They continued discussing things until the Hogwarts contingent, led by Minerva, dragged Harry away to the master suite. The other mates chuckled and continued their discussions, albeit at a slower pace, with a few interruptions and finally they drifted into silence. Andrew and the Princesses played Exploding Snap.

At midnight they moved to the entry hall. Harry shook Andrew's hand, kissed Sarah and the Princesses, and then kissed Minerva, Aurora, Septima, and Bathsheba. Everyone else was staying at the Castle. Andrew and Sarah took Beatrice and Eugenie's hands and Side-Along Apparated back to Sunninghill Park. Minerva smiled, and she and the other Professors popped back to their quarters at Hogwarts.

"Geoffrey?"

Pop!

"I have delivered the Dark Mark-triggered wardstones to the Royals and the Professors, milord. I have set up the other half of the pairs in warded collection cells."

"Thank you, Geoffrey."

Nym chuckled at the stunned look on Harry's face. "You do know that the elves and other magical creatures here and at all your other properties are bound to you, don't you?"

"Goddamnit, that's what I forgot. Geoffrey, you are the chief elf of the Potter estate. You will tour the other estates and see to the welfare of the elves and magical creatures that are under my control. Then you will empty those estates of all property and move it here. Dark objects are to be stored in the secure holding facility in the dungeon, and neutral or Light objects are to go into storage for later evaluation and valuation. Please see to the elves and creatures tonight, and then start the rest in the morning."

Harry stood and offered Nym his arm. They led the way to the apartments and the master suite.
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