Anything you own isn't mine.

"So, this contract really is binding, Amaterasu?" Kunou asked Amaterasu for what seemed like the fiftieth time. They (Harry, Kunou, Yasaka and Amaterasu (Shuri was still in bed, and Kuroka had gone to take a bath)) were all sitting in the lounge of Yasaka's palace, and discussing the meeting Harry had had with the five wizards.

"Yes, it's binding, Kunou." Amaterasu replied. "The artefact that chooses the Champions for the Triwizard Tournament, the Goblet of Fire, creates a binding contract between itself and the champions chosen. The Goblet will take the life of any champion who refuses to compete in the Tournament."

"But can't you make it so Harry doesn't have to compete, Amaterasu?" Yasaka asked. "So Harry doesn't die?"

"I daren't." Amaterasu replied. "All the actions of gods and goddesses leave traces of them, and all beings, even humans, can pick up on those traces, though only those who know of the supernatural can recognize these traces for what they truly are."

"So…?" Kunou asked, and Amaterasu sighed.

"So, Kunou, on the off-chance that someone does notice what I've done, they'll blab it around everywhere, and then what do you think would happen?"

"Mass panic." Harry replied, before Kunou could. "Humans, like any other being, fear what is stronger than them, no matter how benevolent the stronger being is. It will always be feared."

"Exactly right." Amaterasu replied. "So, I'm afraid that Harry has to compete in the tournament, or he dies."

"Okay, I'll compete in the Tournament." Harry replied, not even bothering to open his eyes.

"How can you be so casual about this, Harry?" Kunou asked her husband.

"I can be casual…" Harry paused for effect. "By being casual. It's that simple, Kunou. You should really try it out sometime."

"What I meant to say was…" Kunou replied, through gritted teeth. "Was WHY are you being so casual?"

"Because" Harry replied, patiently. "Since I've literally just graduated from Mahoutokoro, life will, inevitably, get somewhat repetitive. I'll need something to spice it up every once in a while."

"But we were going to start a family~!" Kunou whined. "And have kids!"

"Seriously, Kunou." Harry replied. "Ami's read up on the Triwizard Tournament, and it only lasts about seven months. That's seven months, just over half a year, out of the hundreds, possibly even thousands of years the pair of us have to live. Also, don't put that thought in Yasaka's head."

"She already has." Yasaka replied, with a foxy grin on her face.

"Shit." Harry muttered. "But you see my point, Kunou."

"Of course I do." Kunou replied, in a resigned tone of voice. "But when you get taken to wherever that Tournament takes place, I am coming with you. Understand?"

"Yes, ma'am." Harry replied, coolly. There was no arguing with Kunou once she was set on something.

At that moment, Kuroka came into the lounge. Her kimono was back on, and her hair was slightly wet.

"The bath's free, Harry, nya." She said.

"Thanks, Kuroka." Harry replied, getting up of his mother-in-law's lap. Stretching, he walked out of the room. No-one noticed, but Yasaka's golden eyes were fixed on her son-in-law with unbridled lust.

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Ten minutes later, Yasaka was lying on her bed, completely naked, and masturbating furiously. One hand on her enormous breasts, pinching and twisting her diamond-hard nipples, and the other hand was fingering her sopping wet, tight pussy with three fingers, imaging the cock of a certain humanoid Nemean Lion inside her.

"Oh, Harry!" Yasaka moaned her son-in-law's name. "Fuck this naughty mother! Give it to your dirty mother-in-law! She wants, no, needs to be fucked~!" Her lusty moans resounded throughout her room as she kept pinching and twisting her nipples, as well as fingering herself, with four fingers this time. "I'm so hot for you…" she whispered, while licking her lips, wishing that she was sucking on Harry's cock, and making him cum down her throat.

Reaching into her bedroom drawer, Yasaka pulled out a large black dildo. It was eight inches long, and two inches thick: not as long or as thick as Harry's cock, but it would have to do.

Taking her four fingers out of her pussy, Yasaka plunged the dildo into her pussy, wishing it was Harry's dick.

"Ohh, fuck~! Not so hard, Harry!" she moaned, fantasizing about Harry. "Don't be so rough with your wife's mother! Please~!" she then let out a shriek of pleasure, as she came. Her womanly juices coating the dildo as she came again and again. After what seemed like ages, she finally stopped cumming. She took the dildo out of her pussy, licked her juices off it, and slipped it back into her drawer.

"I'm such a naughty, depraved mother." She whispered, standing up. "I need my son-in-law's cock~" she then walked out of her bedroom, across the hallway of her palace, and into the bathroom, which she knew was unlocked.

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"Ahh~" Harry let out a soft moan of pleasure, as he sank his whole body into the bath. He took baths quite often, as he loved the heated water on his skin, as well as washing his ears, fur and two tails.

The bath, and bathroom itself, was huge: magically expanded by Yasaka to be basically an enormous, heated swimming pool. There was a changing room for the clothes that people hung up when they wanted to come in here.

His mind idly wandered to whenever one, or more, of his harem, or pride, as he preferred to call it, came into the bath with him. He really enjoyed fucking them, pounding them against the wall of the bath, or just outside the bath, while some more of his lovers had sex with each other.

He grinned perversely at the memory of Kunou, Yasaka, Kuroka, Amaterasu and himself partaking in an orgy, in this very bathroom. He enjoyed fucking Kunou doggy-style, making out with Yasaka, and fingering Amaterasu and Kuroka with one hand each all at the same time. Then the four of them would swap around, and everyone would get fingered, made out with, and fucked. Multiple times.

It always got Harry hard as steel whenever he thought about it.

"You seem to be enjoying yourself, Harry." Harry jumped, and turned around. Standing in the doorway, completely naked, was Yasaka.

"Hi, Yasaka." Harry grinned at his mother-in-law. Yasaka smiled at Harry, and stepped into the bath herself, getting close to Harry.

"Would you like me to wash you, Harry?" Yasaka asked, reaching for a bottle of hair/body wash shampoo.

"Sure, Yasaka." Harry replied, letting Yasaka lift him up and gently place him in her lap.

As she sprayed shampoo onto her hands, she gently placed her slender hands in Harry's long hair, and began to gently lather his hair in the stuff.

"Just relax, Harry." Yasaka cooed, into her son-in-law's ear. "Let me take care of you." After finishing with Harry's hair, and using her hands to scoop water onto Harry's hair until it was free of suds, she then sprayed the shampoo on her breasts. She then pressed said breasts into Harry's back, moving them around so she got every spot on Harry's muscular back.

"Do you like your mother's breasts on your back, Harry?" Yasaka whispered into Harry's ear. Gently wrapping her arms around Harry, she lightly kissed his neck.

"Hell yeah, I do." Harry replied. "I love it, Yasaka."

"I'm glad." Yasaka said, kissing Harry's neck again. Her hand began to slowly move downward, to Harry's fast-hardening cock. "Ooh, it looks like Harry's little friend has woken up and wants to play." Her hand closed around it and slowly began stroking it. "Maybe it's not so little~" she whispered.

Harry moaned lightly at Yasaka's touch. He tried to wriggle out of her grasp, but she held hard onto him.

"Ah, ah, ah…" she sang. "Not yet, Harry. You'll get to have your fun soon." She continued stroking Harry, but a little faster, to get him worked up even more.

Harry could only writhe around while in her grasp. He might love Kunou more than everyone else in his pride combined, but the kitsune MILF was just so good at making him cum.

And cum he did.

"Good boy~" Yasaka whispered, kissing him on the ear. "Now why don't you turn around, and give this naughty mother a good pounding?" She let go of Harry, and let him turn around so he was facing her naked form.

"You look sexier and sexier the more times I get to fuck you." Harry whispered, kissing Yasaka on the neck.

"Thanks." Yasaka grinned, reaching down and stroking Harry's cock. "Now please, Harry." She gave him a deep kiss. "Punish your naughty mother, for lusting after her son-in-law." Precum leaked out of Harry's cock at Yasaka's dirty talk. She knew he loved it, a lot.

"Well, if you want it..." Harry lifted Yasaka's dripping wet, naked body out of the water, set her on the floor, spread her legs and inserted, balls-deep, inside her. "Then that's the way you're gonna fucking get it!"

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Harry and Yasaka were at it for over five hours: in the bathroom, in the changing room, and finally in Yasaka's own room.

Harry was on the brink of passing out, but hey. That's what you get for screwing a kitsune MILF.

He was lying in his own room the next morning, recuperating from the wild sex he'd had.

["You and Yasaka were at it for a long-ass time, cub."] Regulus spoke, from Harry's mind.

'Yeah, we were.' Harry replied, stretching and yawning. 'Do I need reminding about anything today?'

["Yes, someone from England is coming to pick you up."] the Nemean Lion inside Harry's head replied.

'Right.' Harry replied. 'I'll wear my gold Mahoutokoro robes. And bring Kunou with me.'

["Not that I don't want you to, but why?"] Regulus asked. Harry grinned.

'Because she would burn me to death if she didn't.'

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Harry was standing, in his golden Mahoutokoro robes (and his animal features hidden), Kunou by his side (her animal features also hidden), and both holding a suitcase, in the yard of Yasaka's palace. In Harry's suitcase (which was magically expanded) were some clothes, his phone, headphones, a Bluetooth speaker, laptop, New 3DS, Nintendo Switch and his TV.

In Kunou's bag were just some clothes, and her New 3DS. All the electronics in both bags were bewitched with a spell that let them be used inside magical environments.

A very, very useful spell, for obvious reasons.

"They should be here any second now, Kunou." Harry said to his wife.

"I guess." Kunou replied. "I wish the contract wasn't binding, though."

"Me too." Kunou replied, before someone appeared at the gates. Harry recognised them.

It was Dumbledore.

"Ahh, Harry." Dumbledore said, walking towards the pair of them. "I've come to bring you back to Hogwarts."

'Back?' Harry thought, looking Dumbldore up and down, down and up, and side to side. 'I never went in the first place.'

"Yeah, I guess you have…" Harry paused.

"I am Professor Dumbledore to the students, but you may call me Albus." Dumbledore said, thinking that it would be good to be on a first-name relationship with the boy.

"Albus." Harry repeated, nodding.

"Who is this lovely young lady, Harry?" Albus inquired, looking at Kunou with his twinkling blue eyes. Kunou shuddered, inwardly.

"This is my wife, Kunou." Harry replied, calmly. Kunou nodded in greeting to Albus. "And she'll be coming with me, is that alright?"

"Your wife?" Albus' eyes widened. "Well, I must offer my congratulations, Harry. And yes, it is perfectly understandable to bring your loved one with you."

"Whatever." Harry replied. "Are we going, or what?"

"Ah, eager to get going, I see." Dumbledore said, nodding. He then pulled something out of his robes: a boot.

"This is a Portkey, Harry." He said, holding it out. "You just need to touch it with any part of your body."

"That's so what he said." Harry said. He placed his hand onto the boot, Kunou and Dumbledore doing the same.

There was a quick jerk behind Harry's naval, and his feet left the ground. He could feel Kunou on his left, her shoulder banging into his occasionally. He, Kunou, Dumbledore and the boot were speeding in a howl of wind and colour, until he felt himself dropping.

Getting a very quick look at how far the ground was from him, he positioned his body quickly, and landed on the ground.

Letting himself crumple into a heap, he dropped his suitcase, and used his hands to propel himself into a landing roll.

He pulled the roll off perfectly, and was on his feet in half a second, which let him get a look at what was in front of him.

An enormous castle, at least seven floors high, stood proud and tall in front of Harry. It had many turrets and towers, and Harry could sense many wizards inside. Some seemed to be very trained wizards (presumably the teachers) and others seemed to be varying degrees of untrained.

Must be the students.

"Welcome, Harry." Dumbledore said. "To Hogwarts."

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"I've had the house-elves prepare a room for you two." Dumbledore said, leading Harry and Kunou down a corridor on the first floor, to a concealed wall. "Just say any password you want to, and the door will open for you." Harry thought for a moment.

"Pride." He said, simply. The wall slid aside, and opened into a bedroom. The bedroom was pretty bare, apart from two single beds pushed up against a wall. Harry scoffed, took out his wand and waved it. The beds then merged together and expanded, to create a much larger bed.

"That's better." He said, turning to Dumbledore. "When's dinner?"

"In about half an hour." Dumbledore said. "Please make yourselves comfortable." He left the room.

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In the Great Hall of Hogwarts, everyone was talking excitedly. Professor Dumbledire had just announced that, somehow, there was a FOURTH champion for the Triwizard Tournament, and he would be arriving any moment! Everyone was in extreme anticipation to see this new Champion.

"What do you mean, you forgot the song, Kunou?" a voice said, from outside, effectively stopping the talk immediately. "You know, fuck it. I've hooked up the speaker, just take my phone and hit random. No, don't scroll through my music, just hit random! Okay, 3… 2… 1!"

The doors to the Great Hall opened, and two people, a male and a female, came in.

The male was an exceptionally handsome boy, in his mid-teens. He had long, shoulder-length black hair, emerald-green eyes, and a very muscular figure. He wore golden robes, and seemed to carry himself like a predator would.

The female was a pretty, scratch that, drop-dead GORGEOUS girl, in her mid-to-late teens. She had long, golden hair that reached down to her back, and matching eyes. She had a voluptuous figure, and seemed to carry herself like a proper pure-blood wife should (in the eyes of certain people)

But what got everyone (the muggle-borns, mainly) laughing was the song that was playing out of seemingly nowhere.

I just want to tell you how I'm feeling

Gotta make you understand

Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down

Never gonna run around and desert you

Never gonna make you cry, never gonna say goodbye

Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you…

Well, that's Chapter 4! Sorry it was really short, but the next chapter will be a lot longer, I promise!

What did you think of this chapter? Please, review and let me know, because I'd really love to know!

See you in the next chapter!