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Chapter 15: Autumn


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.

After the opening feast, the 6th year girls, who now counted Rhon as one of their number, went to their room. As soon as Hari walked in the door, Lavender pounced on her and began pulling her hair.

“YOU KNEW I FANCIED RON!” yelled Lavender. “IF YOU DIDN”T WANT HIM ANY MORE, WHY DID YOU HAVE TO TAKE HIM AWAY FROM ALL GIRLS!?!”

Chapter 15: Autumn

“Cat fight! Cat fight!” yelled Rhon as she watched the girls rolling around on the floor.

Hari was losing this fight! Mainly, because she was hesitant to hit a girl. Finally, when Lavender started pounding Hari’s head on the floor, Nelly stunned her.

“That’s enough!” yelled Nelly. “Are you alright, Hari?”

“Yeah,” said Hari, as she spat out some blood and rolled Lavender’s body off of her.

“Petrificus Totalis!” yelled Hari as she pulled her wand and put Lavender in a full body bind. “Enervate!

Lavender, look, what happened to Rhon was accidental magic. And he was trying to rape me at the time! I’m sorry I ruined your prospects with him, but there are other boys. Now, I’m going to release you. Try not to attack me again.

Once she was released, Lavender and Parvati glared at Hari as Parvati helped her friend up.

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As they had previously agreed, the first night was Hari’s turn. So, after she was sure the other girls had gone to sleep, Hari crept out of the room and snuck into the 6th Year boys room to have sex with Herm.

Quietly, Hari crept into the 6th year boys room dress in only her dressing gown. When she parted the curtains, Herm was lying naked on top of the covers waiting for her. She crawled into to keel at the foot of the bed, opened her gown to reveal her body and let it drop from her shoulders. Herm crawled forward and pulled her into a kiss as she let the gown fall off her. Once she was totally nude, Hari ran her hands up Herm’s chest and the way to wrapping them around his neck. Herm let go of her chin and neck as his tongue explored her parted lips. He let his hand drift downward until her had a breast in each one. He gentle stroked her erect nipples as she hummed with pleasure. When the tension became too much for her, Hari twisted around so she could lay back on the bed, pulling Herm on top of her. Her hands probed her slit until he found the opening he was looking for, then he entered her slowly.

As she lay beneath Herm with her legs splayed and he thrust into her, Hari couldn’t believe how much she her life had changed. A few months ago, she’d never fancied a boy in her life. And Hermione had been her best friend . . . like a sister. Hari couldn’t believe how much she was enjoying making love to Herm . . . and how much she was in love with him.

Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Ooooooooooooohhhhhhh!!!!!!!!

The next morning, after they got their schedules, Myrtle and Luna came over to the Gryfindor table to talk to the rest of the Harem.

“Does anybody have classes between four and dinner?” asked Myrtle. “No? Good! How about we meet in the Room each day at four for afternoon tea?”

“Sounds good to me!” replied Herm, as the rest of them nodded agreement.

When they met in the Room of Requirements for Tea, they found it relaxing to catch up on each other’s day.

“The thing that I’ve noticed has changed the most is there are a lot fewer clubs than when I lived before,” observed Myrtle.

“What do you mean?” asked Herm.

“In the 40’s there were all kinds of clubs, a dance club, a pureblood club, an artist’s club, a band, a choir, all kinds,” replied Myrtle. “I think I’ll start a dance club. It’ll help me stay in shape”

“I think I would like to come to that,” said Hari.

“Well, I think it would be fun to have an artist’s collective,” mused Luna. “Perhaps we can take turns doing life studies of each other.”

“A N.E.W.T. preparation club would be a good idea,” added Herm.

“And I could keep the D.A. going,” suggested Nelly. “Of course I would need help from the rest of you.

They all nodded their agreement.

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Tonight was Rhon’s turn with Herm. Late that night, Hari saw her sneaking off to visit Herm. A few seconds after Hari had closed the curtains of her bed, they reopened and Nelly crawled in bed with her.

“Nelly what as you doing here?” asked Hari.

“The idea of Herm snagging Rhon is making me hot!” whispered Nelly. “I thought we could pick up where we left off before our mothers caught us.”

Before Hari could reply, Nelly had planted her lips on her’s. Hari felt her body responding of its’ on volition. She pulled Nelly closer as she parted her lips to give her tongue entrance. When Hari felt Nelly’s hand reaching under her nightgown to cup her breast, Hari returned the favor. When Nelly ran her hand down and under the waistband of Hari’s knickers, Hari lifted her hips and pulled them off. Nelly responded by turning around a placing her head between Hari’s legs to lick her off. When Hari tried to return the favor, she found that Nelly wasn’t wearing any knickers under her nightgown. Together, they peaked several times before Rhon returned and Nelly went back to her own bed.

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Wednesday morning they had their first potions class. Hari was extremely surprised to find that Professor Snape wasn’t singling out her for special abuse or sabotage. At the end of class, when she carried her stoppered potion up to his desk, Professor Snape turned to her and said:

“Miss Potter, please stay after class.”

(Here it comes!) thought Hari. (I knew it was too good to be true!)

Hari wanted to be able to escape from him as soon as possible, so she packed up her things while the class was clearing out. Once the rest of the class had gone, Professor Snape stroke over to her table with a smile.

“So how was your summer, Harriet?” asked Professor Snape, as he looked deeply into her eyes.

(Great Zombie Jesus! Is he flirting with me?) thought Hari.

“It was fine, Professor,” replied Hari.

“Oh please! You can call me Severus when we’re alone,” said Professor Snape, as he reached out and stroked an errant lock of Hari’s hair.

Being female had not made Hari’s hair much more manageable. She had to keep it long into order to use it’s weight to keep it from standing up.

“Has anyone ever told you how much you look like you mother?” asked Professor Snape, as he continued playing with the lock of her hair. “In fact, if you were a red-head, you’d look just like she did at your age. I could give you a hair coloring potion if you’d like to try it?”

(Snape has the hots for my mom? Eeewww! Ich! Yuck!) thought Hari as she tried not to let her disgust show on her face.

“Thanks Professor, I’ll consider it,” said Hari, as she stood up. “I’d better go or I’ll be late for Charms.”

Hari fled from the room in horror at the dreamy look on Professor Snape’s face. At tea time today, she’s have quite a tale to tell.

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The Wednesday night, after dinner, was the first meeting of Myrtle’s dance club. Hari went back to her room, changed into her sexiest bra and knickers, put a robe on over them, some high-heeled pumps and headed for the room of requirement. She was a few minutes late, so before entering she shed her robe. But she was shocked to find a room full of girls in leotards and pointe shoes.

“But . . But . .. I thought your dance club would be more like your work?” said a very bewildered Hari.

“How do you think I got good enough to be a top earner?” giggled Myrtle. “Ballet give you poise, endurance and grace. This translates well into other forms of dance, That’s why the other girls wanted to learn.”

After transfiguring Hari’s underwear and pumps into a leotard and pointe shoes, Myrtle began teach the girls the basics. The dance club consisted of the Slytherin girls who work at the Pony Girl Pub, plus a hand full of girls from the other houses.

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That night, Nelly snuck off to be with Herm. Hari was having trouble sleeping. Erotic thoughts kept racing around in her head. She couldn’t help thinking about . . . how Herm felt when he was in side her . . . about Herimone’s luscious lips and how he’d never gotten to kiss her . . . about Nelly’s lips on hers . . . and on her labia . . . about that mind-blowing orgasm that Rhon gave her . . . about how the Harriet that was native to this world used to shag her boyfriend, Ron, regularly. . .

Finally, Hari couldn’t take it anymore. She threw off the covers and burst into Rhon’s bed.

“Hari?” Squeaked Rhon, as she pulled her hand off her crotch and pulled down her nightgown.

“Look after what you did, I hate you,” began Hari. “And I can understand why you’d hate me after what I did to you. But if you’ll lick me off, I’ll do the same for you.”

“Uh . . okay,” said Rhon, as she budged over and made room for Hari.

When Rhon went down on her, Hari found herself peaking so high that she was able to leave her body and go to the Plane of Love, briefly. True to her word, she was willing to return the favor. She tried to remind her self that Nelly said that Rhon’s looked just like Ginny’s. Hari found she could be more enthusiastic if she imagined she was doing this to Ginny. When she was done, Hari returned to her bed without a word to Rhon.

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“But Herm, it’s mine!” whined Dean Thomas, as he followed Herm into the common room.

“I don’t care!” yelled Herm. “It’s illegal and just plain wrong!”

“What’s going on?” asked Hari

“Here!” said Herm as he plopped a magazine in Hari’s lap.

It was a Wizarding version of a pornographic magazine, an illegal teen porn magazine. Myrtle was dancing with her snake on the cover. When Hari gasped in shock, Nelly and Rhon crowded around to look over her shoulder.

Inside were uncensored versions of all the pictures the Daily Prophet had run of them over the summer. It was all there . . Myrtle stripping at the Pony Girl club for the first time . . . Myrtle sitting naked on Herm’s lap . . . Luna dancing naked . . . Hari’s one time performing at the Club. . . . Hari having sex with Draco Malfoy at the Rave . . . Hari with her head up Tonks’ skirt . . . the five of them skinny dipping at Godric’s Hollow . . . all of it!

“Those Bastards!” yelled Nelly as she looked at the pictures.

“You know what?” said Dean. “Keep it. I can always buy another one.”

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On Saturday, the decided to go swimming while it was still warm enough. Hari put on her muggle bathing suit and her robe over it. She, Nelly and Rhon met Herm in the common room. At the front entrance, Myrtle and Luna joined them. As they approached the edge of the lake, Hari observed that they were a bunch of kids already in the water who had the same idea. All of them were dressed in the 19th Century bathing suits that covered them completely except for their heads, hands and feet. When the got to the beach, they laid out their towels and began pulling off their robes. By the time she’d gotten her robe off, Hari realized that things had become very quiet, all of a sudden! All splashing had stopped. She turned to see everyone at the beach were staring in shock at them in their muggle bathing suits! Hari glared back at them and waded into the water.

“Why are you swimming in nothing but you underwear?” asked Cho Chang who had swum along side of her.

“This is a muggle bathing suit,” replied Hari.

From the look on Cho’s face, it wasn’t clear that she believed Hari.

The next time they went swimming, people pulled out cameras and took pictures of them in their muggle bathing suits. Later, over tea, Herm speculated that those pictures would probably find their way into the Daily Prophet.

“At least my mother can’t complain,” observed Hari. “she did, after all buy those suits for us.”

“I’m betting she wishes she been able to talk us into buying larger ones though,” observed Nelly.

“I was thinking, maybe we should take a look in the Chamber of Secrets?” said Myrtle. “After all, if it’s safe, I’ll bet we could charge the other Syltherins for tours of the place.”

“That’s not a bad idea! I wish I had thought of that!” mused Rhon.

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Entering the Chamber of Secrets proved to be hazard free. After open the girls bathroom entrance, sliding down the pipe and opening the final door, they surveyed the scene before them. It was almost empty. There was no basilisk body because in this world, Herm had arrived too late to save Ginny Weasley. All that remained was her spirit, floating in the center of the Chamber.

“Ginny!” gasped Nelly.

“Squeeeee!” squealed the ghost of 11-year-old Ginny Weasley. “Please don’t hurt me Myrtle! I’ve stayed out of your bathroom!”

“I’m not going to hurt you,” replied Myrtle. “I’m not the same Myrtle you know. She’s gone. You can go where ever you want now.”

“Really?” asked the ghost.

“Yes, In fact, I’d like it if you could visit with me in Gryfindor Tower,” replied Nelly.

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Things settled into a routine and the school year progressed. Snape continued to flirt with Hari. And the ghost of Ginny moved into Gryfindor tower where she would spent hours talking to Nelly. Until one day, Hari was in the prefect’s bathroom. She had just gotten out of the tub and was toweling off when she knocked her glasses to the floor. When she went to pick them up, she actidently kicked them. Her glasses went sliding across the floor and under the door. Growling in frustration, Hari wrapped a towel around her self, and opened the door to go out into the hall.

FLASH!

The blinding flash of a camera got her in the eyes just as she got out the door.

Click!

The door closed behind her. Hari felt a tug on her towel and realized that it was caught in the door.

FLASH!

That tug had been enough to pull the towel off of her and now, he had gotten a picture of her naked!

“COLIN CREAVEY YOU LITTLE BASTARD!” yelled Hari, as he took off running.

Hari pounded after him in hot pursuit! She had to get those pictures before she made it onto the 3rd page of the Prophet, again! So she ran naked through the halls after the 5th year boy, hoping she could catch him before anyone saw her.

Colin ran down the hall, quickly turned a corner and continued fleeing. Hari was not so lucky. Her wet feet slipped out from under her and the slid through and open doorway into the Charms Club. As she skidded to a halt in the center of the room, people were pulling out camera’s to get their own pictures of ‘Flashy Hari’!

Hari growled in frustration as she picked her self up and stomped back to the prefect’s bathroom. Picking up her glasses, she resumed drying off and getting dressed. She knew her parents would be sending her a howler tomorrow.

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Sure enough, the next morning the Howler from the Potters arrived on schedule. Herm and her co-wives were dually sympathetic, especially Nelly, who had gotten one over the bathing suit pictures that had appeared in the prophet after they’d gone swimming.

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Hari greeted Halloween with great trepidation. Terrible things had always happened to her on that date, especially when she had been Harry. But this time, it looked like the Halloween jinx had been broken. The Halloween feast had gone off with out a hitch. Hari was relaxing in the Gryfindor Common Room with the rest of the older Gryfindors when she suddenly had a flash of intuition.

“Do you feel that?” asked Nelly.

“Yes! It feels like Luna is in trouble!” exclaimed Hari. “I’ll go check it out!”

“The rest of us should be ready to give her our power if she needs it,” observed Herm.

About halfway to Ravenclaw Tower, Hari met Luna. She was dripping wet and wore nothing but her snake, which was draped over her shoulders.

“Luna, What happened?” asked Hari.

“Just like every year, the other Ravenclaws have been trying to steal my things,” began Luna. Since I had ~Sssnakey~ this year, he’s been scaring them away by acting like he was trying bit them, then, butting them with his nose. But they must have realized that he was bluffing because while I was in the shower, they took everything, even my towel! How can I be a hoopy froog if I don’t know where my towel is?!”

~The humansssess tried to club me to death! I had to roll on my back and play dead!~ hissed the Snake.

“Where’s your wand?” asked Hari as she cast a drying charm on Luna.

“Oh, they took that too,” replied Luna.

“Okay, why don’t you borrow mine?” suggested Hari as she handed her wand to Luna and took off her robe. Hari was wearing a blouse and skirt under her robe so she didn’t mind giving her robe to Luna. “I’ll tell the others to give you their power. You go in there and teach them a lesson!”

“Thanks, Hari, you’re the best!” said Luna as she kissed her co-wife and returned to her part of the castle.














I'm about to move out of the country and don't have time to write. So, I'm posting this unfinished chapter here to store it. I may finish it later. Read at your own risk!

I finished the chapter and posted it before leaving.