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Chapter 2: Daphne Greengrass

After Harry got his room at The Leaky Cauldron rented (and letting Hedwig out to fly around), he headed over to Gringotts to ask if any of the goblins were willing to assist him. Harry made sure to pay extra attention to his surroundings, just in case Dumbledore may be lurking around. The ole coot would never listen to reason that the Dursleys never wanted Harry and that their abusive treatment just continued to worsen with each passing year. Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia still kept at it despite Harry saving Dudley's life from those dementors and that, to Harry was the final straw. When he walked in through the front entrance of Gringotts, a familiar goblin approached Harry.

"Ah, Lord Potter!" greeted the goblin. "We've been expecting you!"

"It's nice to see you again, Griphook," said Harry politely, giving the goblin a polite bow. "I remember those times you'd show me to my vault."

"You remembered!" said Griphook joyfully. "It isn't very often that we goblins get acknowledged."

"I thought setting a good example was a wise thing to do." stated Harry.

"I admire your attitude, Lord Potter," said Griphook. "We goblins wish there were more wizards like you! I'd better show you the way to Ragnok's office, he's been sending you notifications since your twelfth birthday and some certain notifications since Halloween of 1994."

Harry nodded his his head to show that he understood and followed Griphook. Harry was confused as to why Griphook was addressing him as Lord Potter, but he didn't ask because he figured that Griphook and this Ragnok may have explanations of their own. Harry and Griphook reached a door that had a frosted glass window with the words 'Ragnok, director of Gringotts London' across it. Griphook knocked on the door once he and Harry were in front of it.

"Come in!" called a voice from the other side of the door.

Griphook opened the door and showed Harry in. Harry took a seat in front of the desk just as Griphook closed the door and stood next to Ragnok's desk. The Gringotts director explained to Harry about his inheritance and his notification about his emancipation which, to Harry's surprise happened because of his reluctant participation in the Triwizard Tournament. This allowed Harry to become emancipated earlier than the minimum age of fifteen. Upon being asked why he never answered his letters from Gringotts, Harry explained that he never got any mail at all until his eleventh birthday, how his life before Hogwarts (and during the summer holidays) was like and that the only mail he'd been getting were Hogwarts letters. Ragnok and Griphook were both frowning at the revelation.

"It sounds like Albus Dumbledore has been behind this!" Ragnok deduced. "He ignored your parents' will, Lord Potter. Do you have a guess as to why?"

"Dumbledore claimed it was something for this plan of his that he calls the Greater Good," stated Harry. "Which was also why he claimed that I had to return to my so called relatives every summer despite their treatment towards me."

"Did he give you a specific reason?" asked Ragnok.

"Dumbledore claimed it was because of these blood charms," stated Harry. "He also said that because my aunt was related to me by blood, it created some kind of protection to keep me safe from Voldemort and his followers."

"Blood charms?!" exclaimed Ragnok, who could hardly believe his ears. He was rendered speechless with anger.

"Blood charms are illegal, Lord Potter," Griphook revealed (since Ragnok was still furious). "Particularly in your case because they can only work if your mother's sister willingly takes you in and accepts you as one of her own. The charms will also only work if you call or refer to your relatives' place as home. But given your explanation of your relatives' treatment toward you, they were abusive, right?"

"Yes," Harry assured. "For as long as I could remember, I was abused and neglected as much as my cousin, Dudley was spoiled and doted on. I even explained that to Dumbledore, but he ignored it and falsely assured me that the Dursleys would come to realize and accept it. But it never happened, so naturally I never referred to that place as home. Dumbledore also appears to have been aware of my relatives' abusive treatment towards me, otherwise he wouldn't have continued sending me back there in the first place."

"That was part of your parents' will Albus willingly ignored," stated Ragnok, once he relaxed. "Which also makes him guilty of multiple counts of child endangerment. We need to get you your parents' will from your family vault."

"My family vault?!" said Harry incredulously. "I thought vault 687 was my family vault!"

"That was your trust vault, Lord Potter," Ragnok clarified. "It was set up for your school years at Hogwarts, it started off with ten thousand galleons. Every year, another ten thousand galleons would be added."

"That makes sense." said Harry in understanding.

"I'll go get your parents' will, Lord Potter." said Griphook.

"Thank you!" said Harry gratefully. "Would you please just call me Harry?"

"Of course," said Griphook. "As long as you call me Griphook."

"I'll also call you Harry, as long as you call me Ragnok." Ragnok told Harry.

Harry nodded his head to show he understood. Then Griphook left the office and over to Harry's family vault. Harry didn't realize that his words referring to his relatives' and their home caused some silver instruments on Dumbledore's desk in his office at Hogwarts to collapse and stop working. The headmaster was baffled as to how that was even possible. Surely the Greater Good wasn't supposed to have happened this way. It was moments later when Griphook came back with the parchment containing Lily and James' will. It was sealed in wax that could only be dissipated by Harry's blood.

"You'll need to use this, Harry," Ragnok explained, handing him a silver dagger. "It's needed to slice your palm, so seven drops of your blood can drip onto the wax to dissipate it. Don't worry, the wound will automatically heal once that's done."

So Harry did as instructed and once the wax dissipated, he unfolded the will and read it. As he continued reading, Harry was losing respect Dumbledore more and more once he found out that House Potter happened to be one of the seven most ancient and most noble houses. There was also a list of potential guardians for Harry, including Sirius (who was first on the list). The list that followed in order also included Frank and Alice Longbottom (Neville's parents), Madam Amelia Bones, Professor McGonagall (since the will revealed that she was James' godmother), Tonks' parents Andromeda and Ted, and Lord and Lady Greengrass. The will also, indeed revealed that Harry wasn't to go to the Dursleys under any circumstances. There was also another piece of parchment that came with the will. When Harry saw that parchment, Ragnok handed a blood quill to Harry.

"Your blood is required to open that parchment." stated Ragnok.

"Okay," said Harry, who kind of hesitated to grab it. He even showed the scar to Ragnok (who was outraged). "Dolores Umbitch had been making me use that quill on me for several week-long detentions as 'punishment for spreading lies.' She wasn't disturbed by it one bit!"

"She certainly enjoys abusing her power," said Ragnok. "Even though she knew blood quills were illegal to use in occasions that aren't Gringotts business related."

"She's about to realize that she messed with the head of House Potter," said Harry in a determined voice. "She'll be learning the hard way that the heads of the most ancient and most noble houses have more power than she does!"

So Harry signed his name on the second parchment that required his blood signature. Upon unfolding it, Harry saw that it listed all of his magical blocks. Then Harry requested a copy of his parents' will to be made, with Ragnok assuring it would happen. Then Griphook instructed Harry to follow over to the room where the magical block removing was located. The head of the magical block removers instructed Harry to lay down on the table, then he was given some sleeping draught and fell into a dreamless sleep, with the magical block removing team getting to work.

Meanwhile, Dumbledore apparated over to an alley near Privet Drive. Once he transfigured his colourful robes into ordinary muggle clothing, he started walking over to the Dursleys. Once he walked up to the front door, Dumbledore knocked. A couple minutes later, Petunia answered the door and glared at the Hogwarts headmaster.

"What is it?!" Petunia demanded.

"I want to know where Harry is," said Albus. "He isn't safe out there, wherever he is."

"Well, last Vernon and I saw him, he was at King's Cross Station." said Petunia hastily. "He told us not to worry about picking him up anymore."

"What?! Why is that?" asked Dumbledore. "I thought I made it clear to him that the blood charms…"

"Well, we never wanted him, so they couldn't have worked!" snapped Petunia. "He even said that the charms never worked because he never loved us and we never loved him, now good day!"

She practically slammed the door in Albus' face, much to his shock. Dumbledore couldn't understand as to how Harry figured that part out. He always thought that Petunia would've loved her nephew regardless of her hatred toward the wizarding world. Nevertheless, Albus decided that Harry still needed to return for his safety and that of the wizarding world.

It was an hour later when the effects of the sleeping draught started wearing off. Harry woke up and felt much better and more relaxed. His body grew to a height of 6'3" and he also saw and felt some muscle developing throughout his body. His vision was even crystal clear, thus allowing him to get rid of the glasses for good. The goblin who was the head of the magical block removing team handed Harry an unbreakable vial of something moving around the inside. The goblin explained that it was Voldemort's soul fragment and that it was right where the lightning bolt scar was. After getting his magical blocks removed, Harry left the room and began following Griphook down to the Potter family vault, so he could get his family ring. Aside from that, Harry decided to withdraw four-thousand galleons, having decided to gift Ragnok and Griphook with two-thousand galleons apiece as thanks for helping him. Harry showed the vial with the soul fragment to Griphook after explaining to the goblin that it was behind his scar.

"Harry, you should get that delivered to Amelia at the ministry as soon as possible," Griphook advised. "I'll inform Ragnok and we'll put the bank on lockdown to look for any artefacts containing those soul fragments that may hidden in certain vaults."

"Alright," said Harry. "But I got you and Ragnok a gift of two-thousand galleons apiece, as a better way of saying thank you for the help."

"Thank you, Harry," said Griphook gratefully. "Since I need to inform him of the soul fragment anyway, I'll take the bag containing his gift to him."

"Again, thank you, Griphook," said Harry, equally grateful and giving the goblin another polite bow. "May the gold keep on flowing!"

"You're welcome, Harry," said Griphook, bowing back. "May your enemies fall before you!"

Harry pocketed the vial with the soul fragment before walking out of Gringotts. He also tried casting a charm on the rags to make them his size (to buy him some time before purchasing some newer clothes), but his wand started acting strangely and thus, the charm had only mixed results, so Harry went to Ollivanders to get himself a new wand. It took him a few more wands to try than his first visit to finally find a wand that suited him (one that was gold in colour, with a black handle embedded with rubies, with the core being a sliver of bone from a hungarian horntail). After getting his new wand paid for (with Garrick giving Harry a wand holster and assuring him that it was on the house), Harry went to find a clothes shop in Diagon Alley that sold muggle clothes. He didn't want to purchase fine robes yet because he not only wasn't ready for them yet, but he wanted to keep those nice for formals (he figured that way, they wouldn't wear out so fast). Harry purchased five pairs of jeans, five sets of t-shirts, 5 pairs of boxers and five pairs of socks, then he went to find a shoe store. He found a nice pair of gray shoes and paid for those before heading back to his rented room at The Leaky Cauldron. By the time he was done shopping (for the day at least), Harry realized that it was late afternoon (even though it was still light out, due to the summer season on it's way to arriving). This meant that Madam Bones was likely at home by now and Harry didn't want to possibly bother her when she may be spending time with her niece, Susan (a Hufflepuff student in Harry's year). On his way back to The Leaky Cauldron, Harry accidentally bumped into a girl.

"Oof!" said the girl, as she fell onto the ground.

Harry jumped back in surprise and looked down at the ground. The girl had blonde hair at a mid-back length and when she looked up at Harry, he saw that she had ice-blue eyes. Harry immediately knew that the girl was Daphne Greengrass (due to the occasional glances he get of her at school), she was a Slytherin in Harry's year. Daphne was also known throughout Hogwarts as the Ice Queen of Slytherin because of the ice glare that she usually gave many boys who dared to approach her.

"I'm sorry, I should've paid better attention!" Harry apologized.

"It's all good, Harry," assured Daphne, as soon as she looked at the near invisible scar on Harry's forehead and then smiled at Harry when she gave him eye contact again. "I wasn't paying much attention either, so I'm sorry, too."

"Apology accepted!" said Harry, as he lowered a hand. "Want some help?"

"Sure, thank you, Harry!" said Daphne gratefully, as she grabbed a hold of his hand.

Then Harry pulled Daphne up onto her feet. He was surprised to see that Daphne was wearing everyday muggle clothing made up of a dark-gray short-sleeved t-shirt, a pair of jeans that covered her knees (which also exposed her lower legs) and a pair of green and silver converse sneakers and ankle-high socks. Coming to his senses, Harry picked up his recently purchased stuff that were in bags (since he forgot to cast some shrinking charms). What he didn't know was that Daphne (with a grin on her face) was enjoying him checking her out.

"Did you like what you saw, Harry?" asked Daphne as she continued grinning.

"Uhh, I-I-I have n-no clue!" Harry stuttered.

"You can tell me," assured Daphne. "I won't make a big deal about it!"

"Maybe," said Harry, a little too quickly. "I'm surprised to see that you're wearing muggle clothes!"

"My best friend, Tracey Davis is a half-blood," stated Daphne. "She even showed me and my sister, Astoria what all muggles have accomplished. She even once told me and Tori that everyday muggle clothes helps one blend in. Tracey even mentioned how she felt that formal wear should only be worn for formals."

"That's something I agree with." stated Harry. "I always felt that formal clothing or uniforms should only worn for their intended occasions."

"I concur." said Daphne. "Do you know someplace we can talk in private?"

"Well, I have a rented room back at The Leaky Cauldron," Harry informed Daphne. "Will that be doable?"

"Sure, that'd be better than a private table." said Daphne.

So Harry started showing Daphne the way to his rented room. She even started checking him out, though she didn't like the rags Harry was still in. But she figured that he had been shopping for clothes when she saw the bags he was carrying. What caught Daphne's attention was Harry's recently-acquired arm muscles and his height, but she wanted to get to know the real Harry more. Once they made it to Harry's rented room, he cast some privacy wards and locking charms on the door to ensure their privacy.

"What was it you… wanted to, um… talk about… Daphne?" asked Harry when he saw her grin once more after casting the charms and wards.

"Well, Tracey and I were walking by a compartment on the Hogwarts Express earlier today," Daphne began explaining. "One of your friends in Gryffindor was telling her two friends about giving you some copulation."

"Oh, that must've been Katie Bell," Harry deduced. "She was helping me out with distracting me from the awful year that Umbitch caused me especially. Katie and I started slow with a little kissing and touching, then after a few minutes of that, we took that intercourse to the next level. Katie even cast the necessary charms before we started. She also must've been telling Angelina Johnson and Alicia Spinnet about it because she told me she had to meet up with them when we finished and help me get the compartment cleaned up."

"It seemed like more of our fellow female students have been finding out about that, Harry," said Daphne. "A few other girls passed by that compartment and began whispering about that to one another."

"Yeah, news does travel fast throughout the castle," said Harry. "But it also travels fast throughout the Hogwarts Express, too."

"It certainly does." said Daphne. "Would you like me to give you some intercourse?"

"A-A-As long as you're f-f-fine with it," Harry stuttered again. "This is the first time I've gotten the chance to get t-to know you behind the Ice Queen persona!"

Daphne winked at Harry to let him know she was okay with it. Then she cast a non-pregnancy charm on herself and sort of lifted up her shirt and exposed her stomach and belly button, causing Harry to widen his eyes in awe. Then Daphne slowly took her shirt off, exposing her green bra covering her breasts. Harry felt his body react again and his manhood making a bulge in his trousers.

"Are you ready for the next step, Harry?" asked Daphne, smiling at him once more.

"Y-Y-Yeah!" said Harry enthusiastically.

Then Daphne started approaching Harry, walking in an erotic way. Upon putting his hands on Daphne's hips, Harry felt how nice and soft the skin was. As soon as Daphne put her hands on Harry's shoulders, they started kissing (with Harry also concluding how nice and soft her lips were). Daphne even rubbed her hands over Harry's upper torso, feeling the muscles that were developing. Harry could feel his hands move away from Daphne's hips and work their way towards her bottom, but he stopped himself in time (remembering to take it one step at a time).

"Go for it, Harry!" said Daphne in an encouraging voice when they stopped kissing. "Give my arse cheeks a nice, firm squeeze!"

So Harry did just that. He gave Daphne's bottom a nice, firm squeeze. This also made her ask for more, with Harry eagerly doing so. Then they stopped, with Daphne slowly turning around and allowing Harry to get a good look at her curvaceous bottom behind the pair of jeans she was wearing. Daphne walked five paces before turning around and stripped down to her bra and knickers (which were also green).

"Are you ready for the third step, Harry?" asked Daphne.

Harry nodded his head to prove he was ready, then he stripped down to his boxers. Then the two teens began taking their intercourse further once they were on the bed. Daphne even begged Harry to give her spankings for 'being so naughty,' which he did so enthusiastically. After twenty-five minutes, Harry and Daphne finally stopped making love, then they cleaned up and got dressed back.

"That was fun, wasn't it, Harry?" asked Daphne ecstatically.

"Yeah, it was!" said Harry, equally ecstatic. "Until now, I never thought a Slytherin student would wanna get it on with me! The way you did it was just… undeniable!"

"Maybe I can show you more sometime in the future." said Daphne, smiling at Harry for the umpeenth time.

"That'd be wonderful!" said Harry, smiling back. "You did cast a non-pregnancy charm, right? I don't wish to impregnate anybody!"

"I did," assured Daphne. "That's one of those spells the trace on our wands overlooks. Seeing the Lord Potter ring on your finger makes you the head of House Potter, you won't have to worry about the trace anymore, either way."

"Something I'm also happy about." said Harry. "I hope you're not out past curfew that your parents probably set."

"No, it's only about 4:00 or 4:15 pm, which is too early," said Daphne. "But I'm gonna need to head home because I invited Tracey over to spend the night."

"I understand," assured Harry. "I hope to see you again soon, Daphne."

"You will, Harry," assured Daphne, winking at him again. "I'll do well to remember."

Once she finished double-checking to make sure the smell and mess of their make-out session was gone, Daphne left the room and started heading to the fireplace to return home by floo travel (to be there when Tracey were to finally arrive). Harry was exhausted and didn't feel hungry because of the memory of he and Daphne giving each other sexual intercourse was spinning in his mind. Harry tossed Dudley's rags off to the side, then he changed into some pajamas and climbed into bed. Before sleeping, Harry was pondering his thoughts. Two girls giving him some nooky on the same day must be some kind of record (if one did exist), but Harry realized that it was only the beginning. As he started falling asleep, Harry began wondering who might offer to 'do it' with him next.

To be continued!

Author's note 1: Well, another chapter completed. Again, please let me know in a review or PM which girl you'd like to see Harry make love with in the next chapter. The girl with the most requests will be the next one up. Again, if any of those intercourse moments seems to qualify for the forbidden 'MA' rating, please let me know and I'll go back and tone it down. Happy reading!

Author's note 2 (updated 4/9/19): The user 'magitech' pointed out that if Harry and Hermione were to make love to each other that she'd bully other girls and be something of a control freak, much like Ginny who would also see any other girl with Harry as her worst nightmare. So ultimately, I will no longer accept requests for Hermione to do it with Harry.