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Harry Potter was not by any stretch of the imagination normal. He was 16 going on 17 and for the last five years had been attending a school that taught sorcery to young wizards and witches. He was also one of the best seekers to ever attend said school.

That was all paled by the fact that he survived a killing curse from one of the most evil wizards to ever walk the planet at the age of one as well as continue to evade death and dismemberment by said wizard his entire life.

That being said the situation he now found himself in dwarfed all of that by comparison.

This morning upon waking up he quickly surmised that he was not alone. Slowly he opened his eyes to find two azure eyes staring into his own.

His eyes widened in shock as took in the sight before him: a beautiful porcelain face holding a dazzling smile framed by slightly moussed honey blond hair. He looked down to find a perfect female body only half covered by bedsheets. His brain shut down as he gazed at the vision in front of him.

"Good morning Master, you were wonderful last night."

"...I was?" he answered distractedly.

"Yes very."

At this moment Harry's mind started working again and started to fully realize what was going on. He suddenly yelped and sprang backwards,... or tried to but got tangled in the sheets and fell off of the bed.

"Master are you alright?"

"Oh my god what the hell have I done? What happened?"

"We bonded last night."

"What do you mean bonded?"

Unfortunately the conversation was cut short as knock sounded from the door sounded the arrival of a third person. The opened as the person came in.

"Fleur dear it is time to start getting r..." was all Mrs. Weasley could say before she noticed the occupants of the room and their current state of undress.

For a second nothing moved as the Weasley matriarch looked first to the half naked girl on the bed and then to the wizard wrapped in a blanket on the floor. What happened next was completely normal for someone in her position.

A shrill scream sounded off before she fainted dead away. Several distinct footsteps could be heard as everyone in the house ran to find the cause of the scream.

Harry could only sit helplessly as several redheads entered the room.

The three Weasleys seemed confused at first before realization set in and there faces contorting angrily.

Ron and Ginny both had a jealous glint in there eyes while Bill reached for his wand. All Harry could think was how much he wanted his wand, suddenly he felt a familiar weight in his wand suddenly appeared in his hand. Not even pausing to think on how this came to be he suddenly threw up a shield.

However unlike the thin murky shield he usually cast, a brilliant blue shield erupted from his wand easily intercepting three rather nasty hexes the curse breaker sent his way. Not one to give up so easily the maddened wizard let out a menacing snarl as he lounged at Harry intent on strangling the raven haired teen.

Harry acting on instinct stunned his attacker. He looked up from the stunned wizard and saw Ron and Ginny staring at him open-mouthed.

All Harry could think was how much he didn't want to be there anywhere was better than here, he would have to stay at the Leaky Cauldron.

Suddenly he felt the the air around him compress and felt the unpleasantly familiar sensation of being squeezed through a rubber hose. With a soft pop he realized he was no longer at the burrow but in front of a familiar pub. Then a gentle breeze reminded him that he neglected to get dressed.

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That was just a prologue the chapters will hopefully get longer from here.

The night before will be explained in the next chapter as well as hopefully any questions you might have.

This is my first endeavor into the world of Harry Potter fan fiction so any feedback or suggestions would be greatly appreciated.