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Chapter 9: Out of Control
In other dimensions: Herm (Herman Granger, the boy-who lived) was Hermione Granger, the girl-who-lived. Hari (Harriet Potter) was Harry Potter, the boy-who lived Nelly Longbottom was Nevi...
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Chapter 9: Out of Control
In other dimensions:
Herm (Herman Granger, the boy-who lived) was Hermione Granger, the girl-who-lived.
Hari (Harriet Potter) was Harry Potter, the boy-who lived
Nelly Longbottom was Neville Longbottom, the boy-who lived
Rhon (Rhonda Weasley) was Ronald Weasley, the boy-who lived
Luna Lovegood was Luna Lovegood, the girl-who-lived.
Myrtle (Moaning Myrtle) was Myrtle Smith, the girl-who-lived.
In record time, they were all dressed and out the door. The minute they stepped out the door, they were blinded by a flash as a half dozen flashbulbs went off at once. A group of reporters was waiting for them!
“Mr. Ganger, how long have you and Moaning Myrtle been living in sin?”
“Myrtle, how does he feel about your dancing in a strip club!”
“Is that Rapist Ron with you?”
“Miss Potter, have you and Ron made up?”
Chapter 9: Out of Control
“RUN!” yelled Herm as he grabbed Hari’s hand and started pushing through the crowd.
Once they had made it past the throng of reporters, they scattered. Rhon ran deeper into Knock Turn Alley. Myrtle ran for the safety of her workplace. Luna ran into Creepy Crawley’s pet shop. Still holding Herm’s hand, the two of them ran for the exit to Diagon Alley. But when they got to the top of the stairs, they found the familiar purple haired form of Auror Tonks waiting for them.
“Stupify!” yelled Hari and Herm once they had let go of each other and drawn their wands.
Tonks had her wand drawn in a flash and soundlessly conjured a shielding charm to repel their hexes.
“Stop fighting! I just want to talk to you!” pleaded Tonks.
“Okay, talk,” said Herm, guardedly, as they continued to point their wands at her.
“Don’t listen to her! It’s one of Dumbledore’s tricks!” yelled Hari “Expeliamus!”
Before the jinx even hit, Tonks tossed her wand at Hari, who caught it.
“You ARE good!” admired Tonks. “I was told you were quite the Seeker. Okay, you’ve got my wand. Now, will you talk to me?”
“Okay, Talk!” demanded Herm.
“I haven’t come to take you back, if that’s what you’re afraid of,” explained Tonks.
“But Dumbledore would never allow us to run free over the summer!” protested Hari.
“It’s true he is worried about you,” admitted Tonks. “All of the Order is, especially, your parents. But after your recent appearances in the Prophet, I have convinced them to try another way besides simply capturing you and forcing you back. Look, can’t we go somewhere to talk this over? Perhaps the Leaky Caudron?”
“So you can floo us back to our cages? Not a chance!” said Herm.
“Well, look, you need to have guards to protect you from you-know-who,” said Tonks. “I thought instead of posting invisible guards around your home, you could, instead have a live-in guard.”
“And this guard would be you?” asked Herm.
“Well, yeah, I’m not that much older than you,” explained Tonks. “I figured that If I made my self look your age, then I could hang out with you without cramping your style. You two can continue to go wild with your friends and I wouldn’t do anything to stop you because that wouldn’t be my job. I’m only here to protect you if I’m needed.”
“And my parents went along with this?” questioned Hari.
“I’ll admit they weren’t very happy about it,” admitted Tonks. “But Dumbledore has convinced them to go along with this.”
What makes you think you’re qualified to protect us? After all, I was able to disarm you,” bragged Hari.
In a flash, Tonks and pulled another wand from her sleeve and silently summoned her wand back to her.
“Are you sure about that?” said Tonks as she pointed her wands at each of them.
“Right, I suppose it’s worth a try,” admitted Herm as he turned to lead them back to the apartment.
They were half-way down the stairs when Tonks tripped, fell and the three of them tumbled into Knock Turn Alley. When they came to a rest, they were all tangled together. Hari was on the bottom, with her head up Tonk’s mini skirt far enough for her to tell that the auror wasn’t wearing any knickers. Hari saw a flash of light and when they got off her, she saw that the reporters had caught up with them.
“Herman, is this a new girlfriend?”
“Miss Potter, how long have you been a lesbian?”
“Back to the Apartment, I’ll take care of the reporters,” commanded Tonks.
Herm helped Hari up, and still holding her hand, ran back to their apartment. Once they were home and had locked the door, the couple looked at each other and laughed. Still laughing, they fell against each other and embraced. As the laughter died down, Hari began to notice how good it felt to have her chest pressed against his. She leaned back and looked into his deep brown eyes. She felt Herm squeeze her even more tightly when he leaned forward to kiss her. Hari melted into him as she felt her aching need for him. Still kissing, she maneuvered him over to the bed and pulled him down on top of her.
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Hari was on her back with her calves resting on Herm’s shoulders as he plunged deeply into her. She was fast approaching her second climax when a sound caught her attention. She glanced over to see that Tonks had let herself in and conjured herself a chair that she was just sting down in, facing away from him. Hari moaned loudly both because of the pleasure she was experiencing and also to see what affect it would have on their minder.
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Having released his love juice into her, Herm had collapsed onto Hari when she heard the door open again. It was Myrtle. Hari beckoned her co-wife over and and she moved over to the edge of the bed to undress. Once she had stripped, Mytrle climbed onto the bed and leaned over to kiss the back of Herm’s neck. Herm turned to meet her lips as the blood began rushing back to his member.
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A few minutes after the sounds of their threesome died down, Tonks rose from her chair as turned around to find two similar looking black haired, green eyed naked girls cuddling up to the naked boy-who-lived.
“Are you three done yet?” asked Tonks.
Hari gave a contented sign in response.
“Listen, there’s another rave tonight after work,” said Myrtle. “Do you want to go?”
“Oh yeah!” purred Hari. “I’ve never felt anything quite like that ecstasy potion! I can’t wait to try it again!”
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The next morning, when Tonks went to take her shower, Hari pounced on Herm. He was about to bring her to her 5th climax when Tonks stuck her head out of the shower and said:
“Merlin! Do you two do anything but rut?”
“Ohhh!!!” groaned Hari as she felt Herm go soft.
“Oh that’s okay,” said Myrtle, I’m sure we can get him to make it up to us later!”
“Fine! Let’s see about making some breakfast,” growled Hari.
The four of them were enjoying their breakfast when the Daily Prophet arrived. On the front page was a picture of Hari kissing Draco Malfoy with the headline:
Heartbreak for the Boy-who-lived!
Harriet Potter has affair with another boy
“Squeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!” screamed Hari. “I’ve got Malfoy cooties! Ewwwwww!!!!!!”
She then turned on Tonks.
“How could you let me kiss that git!” accused Hari.
“Hey, I told you I was your bodyguard, not your keeper,” explained Tonks. “You didn’t want me to cramp your style. So if you want to sleep with my Junior Death Eater cousin, it’s none of my business.”
“I SLEPT WITH HIM! EWWWWWW!!!!!!” screamed Hari as she ran for the shower.
She stayed in there crying and trying to wash the Malfoy off for two hours. Finally, Herm pulled back the curtain.
“Hari, come out,” commanded Herm. “It’s okay, I’m not mad at you. Why don’t we cuddle and discuss it?”
“I’m dirty! I’m a slut! Why would you want anything to do with me?” sobbed Hari as Herm and Myrtle wrapped themselves around her.
The two of them pulled her back to the bed a made love to her as Tonks returned to her chair. Both of them spent their efforts totally focused on pleasing Hari.
Once they were done, and were starting to get dressed, Hari turned to Myrtle.
“I’ve been thinking, I need to start paying my own way,” began Hari. “I need to get a job.”
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“Harriet-“
“I mean Hari-“
“What are you doing here?” asked Fred and George.
“I was looking for a job and hoped you might be willing to help me,” replied Hari.
“Hari mate,-“
“we’d really like to-“
“help you but we’re-“
“just starting out. We can’t-“
“afford an employee yet. We could-“
“definitely give you a-“
“job next summer though,” said the twins.
“Thanks anyway,” said Hari, darkly as she stalked off.
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“Are you sure you want to do this?” asked Mrytle.
“I’ve appreciated your charity but I need to make my own money,” replied Hari. “Can you hold my wand while I’m on stage?”
“Sure,” said Myrtle as she took the offered wand. “Oh look! Emily is finishing up!”
Hari looked out as she saw the naked 15-year-old girl climb down from the stage. A hooded figure was holding up a galleon indicating that they wanted a table dance. As Emily Le Strange climbed onto the table, Hari walked out.
She was dressed in her white cotton bra and panties and the high heels that Myrtle had just taught her how to walk it. In her hand, Hari carried a bucket of water that she set in the center of stage. The House elves began a new song and Hari began to sway with the music. The bright lights prevented her from seeing the afternoon crowd, but she knew from past experience as a patron that it was a mixture her classmates from Hogwarts. (mostley Slytherin boys) and older men who liked teen girls. Myrtle danced for a very different crowd in the evenings. The night attracted mostly men in their 20’s as patrons and Myrtle was the only dancer under twenty on the evening shift.
As Hari continued to dance, she loosened up and relaxed. Once she felt enough people had tipped her, she bent over, grabbed the bucket, held it over her head as she swayed her hips, then, slowly poured it over her.
The effect was to make her tin, white cotton underwear nearly see-through. The ringing sound of tips falling into the tips bucket increased in frequency. As she danced, Hari flung her hair around, sprinkling the people close to the stage with water. When she felt the tips had grown enough, Hari reached behind her and unhooked her bra. She pulled it off and spun it around, to the cheers of the crowd. Then, after carefully stopping her bra’s momentum so it wouldn’t fly into the crowd, Hari dropped it onto the stage.
The second, she let go of her undergarment, the door of the Pony Girl Pub opened as a new customer came in. Hari recognized her father through the glare the minute he entered.
“Dad!” gasped Hari.
At the same time, the light from the open door was angled just right to shine on the face of the mysterious hooded figure that Emily was dancing for, Bellatrix Le Strange!
“Mother!” gasped Emily.
Chapter 9: Out of Control
In other dimensions:
Herm (Herman Granger, the boy-who lived) was Hermione Granger, the girl-who-lived.
Hari (Harriet Potter) was Harry Potter, the boy-who lived
Nelly Longbottom was Neville Longbottom, the boy-who lived
Rhon (Rhonda Weasley) was Ronald Weasley, the boy-who lived
Luna Lovegood was Luna Lovegood, the girl-who-lived.
Myrtle (Moaning Myrtle) was Myrtle Smith, the girl-who-lived.
In record time, they were all dressed and out the door. The minute they stepped out the door, they were blinded by a flash as a half dozen flashbulbs went off at once. A group of reporters was waiting for them!
“Mr. Ganger, how long have you and Moaning Myrtle been living in sin?”
“Myrtle, how does he feel about your dancing in a strip club!”
“Is that Rapist Ron with you?”
“Miss Potter, have you and Ron made up?”
Chapter 9: Out of Control
“RUN!” yelled Herm as he grabbed Hari’s hand and started pushing through the crowd.
Once they had made it past the throng of reporters, they scattered. Rhon ran deeper into Knock Turn Alley. Myrtle ran for the safety of her workplace. Luna ran into Creepy Crawley’s pet shop. Still holding Herm’s hand, the two of them ran for the exit to Diagon Alley. But when they got to the top of the stairs, they found the familiar purple haired form of Auror Tonks waiting for them.
“Stupify!” yelled Hari and Herm once they had let go of each other and drawn their wands.
Tonks had her wand drawn in a flash and soundlessly conjured a shielding charm to repel their hexes.
“Stop fighting! I just want to talk to you!” pleaded Tonks.
“Okay, talk,” said Herm, guardedly, as they continued to point their wands at her.
“Don’t listen to her! It’s one of Dumbledore’s tricks!” yelled Hari “Expeliamus!”
Before the jinx even hit, Tonks tossed her wand at Hari, who caught it.
“You ARE good!” admired Tonks. “I was told you were quite the Seeker. Okay, you’ve got my wand. Now, will you talk to me?”
“Okay, Talk!” demanded Herm.
“I haven’t come to take you back, if that’s what you’re afraid of,” explained Tonks.
“But Dumbledore would never allow us to run free over the summer!” protested Hari.
“It’s true he is worried about you,” admitted Tonks. “All of the Order is, especially, your parents. But after your recent appearances in the Prophet, I have convinced them to try another way besides simply capturing you and forcing you back. Look, can’t we go somewhere to talk this over? Perhaps the Leaky Caudron?”
“So you can floo us back to our cages? Not a chance!” said Herm.
“Well, look, you need to have guards to protect you from you-know-who,” said Tonks. “I thought instead of posting invisible guards around your home, you could, instead have a live-in guard.”
“And this guard would be you?” asked Herm.
“Well, yeah, I’m not that much older than you,” explained Tonks. “I figured that If I made my self look your age, then I could hang out with you without cramping your style. You two can continue to go wild with your friends and I wouldn’t do anything to stop you because that wouldn’t be my job. I’m only here to protect you if I’m needed.”
“And my parents went along with this?” questioned Hari.
“I’ll admit they weren’t very happy about it,” admitted Tonks. “But Dumbledore has convinced them to go along with this.”
What makes you think you’re qualified to protect us? After all, I was able to disarm you,” bragged Hari.
In a flash, Tonks and pulled another wand from her sleeve and silently summoned her wand back to her.
“Are you sure about that?” said Tonks as she pointed her wands at each of them.
“Right, I suppose it’s worth a try,” admitted Herm as he turned to lead them back to the apartment.
They were half-way down the stairs when Tonks tripped, fell and the three of them tumbled into Knock Turn Alley. When they came to a rest, they were all tangled together. Hari was on the bottom, with her head up Tonk’s mini skirt far enough for her to tell that the auror wasn’t wearing any knickers. Hari saw a flash of light and when they got off her, she saw that the reporters had caught up with them.
“Herman, is this a new girlfriend?”
“Miss Potter, how long have you been a lesbian?”
“Back to the Apartment, I’ll take care of the reporters,” commanded Tonks.
Herm helped Hari up, and still holding her hand, ran back to their apartment. Once they were home and had locked the door, the couple looked at each other and laughed. Still laughing, they fell against each other and embraced. As the laughter died down, Hari began to notice how good it felt to have her chest pressed against his. She leaned back and looked into his deep brown eyes. She felt Herm squeeze her even more tightly when he leaned forward to kiss her. Hari melted into him as she felt her aching need for him. Still kissing, she maneuvered him over to the bed and pulled him down on top of her.
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Hari was on her back with her calves resting on Herm’s shoulders as he plunged deeply into her. She was fast approaching her second climax when a sound caught her attention. She glanced over to see that Tonks had let herself in and conjured herself a chair that she was just sting down in, facing away from him. Hari moaned loudly both because of the pleasure she was experiencing and also to see what affect it would have on their minder.
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Having released his love juice into her, Herm had collapsed onto Hari when she heard the door open again. It was Myrtle. Hari beckoned her co-wife over and and she moved over to the edge of the bed to undress. Once she had stripped, Mytrle climbed onto the bed and leaned over to kiss the back of Herm’s neck. Herm turned to meet her lips as the blood began rushing back to his member.
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
A few minutes after the sounds of their threesome died down, Tonks rose from her chair as turned around to find two similar looking black haired, green eyed naked girls cuddling up to the naked boy-who-lived.
“Are you three done yet?” asked Tonks.
Hari gave a contented sign in response.
“Listen, there’s another rave tonight after work,” said Myrtle. “Do you want to go?”
“Oh yeah!” purred Hari. “I’ve never felt anything quite like that ecstasy potion! I can’t wait to try it again!”
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
The next morning, when Tonks went to take her shower, Hari pounced on Herm. He was about to bring her to her 5th climax when Tonks stuck her head out of the shower and said:
“Merlin! Do you two do anything but rut?”
“Ohhh!!!” groaned Hari as she felt Herm go soft.
“Oh that’s okay,” said Myrtle, I’m sure we can get him to make it up to us later!”
“Fine! Let’s see about making some breakfast,” growled Hari.
The four of them were enjoying their breakfast when the Daily Prophet arrived. On the front page was a picture of Hari kissing Draco Malfoy with the headline:
Heartbreak for the Boy-who-lived!
Harriet Potter has affair with another boy
“Squeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!” screamed Hari. “I’ve got Malfoy cooties! Ewwwwww!!!!!!”
She then turned on Tonks.
“How could you let me kiss that git!” accused Hari.
“Hey, I told you I was your bodyguard, not your keeper,” explained Tonks. “You didn’t want me to cramp your style. So if you want to sleep with my Junior Death Eater cousin, it’s none of my business.”
“I SLEPT WITH HIM! EWWWWWW!!!!!!” screamed Hari as she ran for the shower.
She stayed in there crying and trying to wash the Malfoy off for two hours. Finally, Herm pulled back the curtain.
“Hari, come out,” commanded Herm. “It’s okay, I’m not mad at you. Why don’t we cuddle and discuss it?”
“I’m dirty! I’m a slut! Why would you want anything to do with me?” sobbed Hari as Herm and Myrtle wrapped themselves around her.
The two of them pulled her back to the bed a made love to her as Tonks returned to her chair. Both of them spent their efforts totally focused on pleasing Hari.
Once they were done, and were starting to get dressed, Hari turned to Myrtle.
“I’ve been thinking, I need to start paying my own way,” began Hari. “I need to get a job.”
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
“Harriet-“
“I mean Hari-“
“What are you doing here?” asked Fred and George.
“I was looking for a job and hoped you might be willing to help me,” replied Hari.
“Hari mate,-“
“we’d really like to-“
“help you but we’re-“
“just starting out. We can’t-“
“afford an employee yet. We could-“
“definitely give you a-“
“job next summer though,” said the twins.
“Thanks anyway,” said Hari, darkly as she stalked off.
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
“Are you sure you want to do this?” asked Mrytle.
“I’ve appreciated your charity but I need to make my own money,” replied Hari. “Can you hold my wand while I’m on stage?”
“Sure,” said Myrtle as she took the offered wand. “Oh look! Emily is finishing up!”
Hari looked out as she saw the naked 15-year-old girl climb down from the stage. A hooded figure was holding up a galleon indicating that they wanted a table dance. As Emily Le Strange climbed onto the table, Hari walked out.
She was dressed in her white cotton bra and panties and the high heels that Myrtle had just taught her how to walk it. In her hand, Hari carried a bucket of water that she set in the center of stage. The House elves began a new song and Hari began to sway with the music. The bright lights prevented her from seeing the afternoon crowd, but she knew from past experience as a patron that it was a mixture her classmates from Hogwarts. (mostley Slytherin boys) and older men who liked teen girls. Myrtle danced for a very different crowd in the evenings. The night attracted mostly men in their 20’s as patrons and Myrtle was the only dancer under twenty on the evening shift.
As Hari continued to dance, she loosened up and relaxed. Once she felt enough people had tipped her, she bent over, grabbed the bucket, held it over her head as she swayed her hips, then, slowly poured it over her.
The effect was to make her tin, white cotton underwear nearly see-through. The ringing sound of tips falling into the tips bucket increased in frequency. As she danced, Hari flung her hair around, sprinkling the people close to the stage with water. When she felt the tips had grown enough, Hari reached behind her and unhooked her bra. She pulled it off and spun it around, to the cheers of the crowd. Then, after carefully stopping her bra’s momentum so it wouldn’t fly into the crowd, Hari dropped it onto the stage.
The second, she let go of her undergarment, the door of the Pony Girl Pub opened as a new customer came in. Hari recognized her father through the glare the minute he entered.
“Dad!” gasped Hari.
At the same time, the light from the open door was angled just right to shine on the face of the mysterious hooded figure that Emily was dancing for, Bellatrix Le Strange!
“Mother!” gasped Emily.
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