Disclaimer: I own nothing about the world of harry potter except for my enjoyment of it. J.K. Rowling owns all rights to Harry Potter, i am just playing in her world.

AN: This chapter isn't very action packed, but it was a necessary evil to progress along his relationship with Daphne and Astoria. i hope you enjoy it and it adds a few more pieces to the overall puzzle.

A rustling of wings fluttering in through his window brought him out of another one of his dreams about baby Voldemort. He was just thankful that since he completed his soul adoption ritual that the pain that usually came with these visions was gone. In fact the scar itself was no longer red and angry looking but appeared to be healing over leaving a white scar in its place, while still noticeable it wasn't nearly as much as it had been in the past.

Getting out of bed he noticed Errol, the Weasley's ancient owl, sitting on his desk looking like he was about to kick the bucket at any second. Relieving the ancient owl of his letter he noticed that it was from Ron.

Hey mate

You will never believe what happened! Dad was able to get tickets to the Quidditch World Cup, and not just any tickets but top box with the minister! Can you believe it? We have an extra ticket for you and Hermione and of course we all want you both to come. The Cup is on the 28th of August. Dad says we will be heading out very early that morning but that you are more then welcome to come anytime before that and stay with us. Let me know if your interested mate, this year's final is Bulgaria vs Ireland and you won't want to miss it.

Ron

'Hmm, the Quidditch World Cup.' he thought to himself. 'It is just a few days before term starts, I should already have the important stuff finished by then.' Taking a spare piece of parchment from his desk be wrote down a quick reply.

Ron

Quidditch World Cup, are you crazy? Of course I will go, wouldn't miss it for the world. I have been super busy this summer, me and snuffles are off having our own adventures. We still have some things to take care of but I should be able to come early on the 27th and spend the whole day catching up with everyone. When you see Hermione tell her I said 'Hello.' Take care see you on the 27th.

Harry

Knocking on his bedroom door alerted him that Sirius was somehow already awake, as a quick Tempus showed it was still ten minutes before 7. "You awake pup?" he said from the other side.

"Yeah, I'm up. I received a letter from Ron, just finishing up a reply for him now." Knowing Errol would need to rest for the rest of the day, he went over and tied the letter to Hedwig letting her know to take it to the burrow. With a hoot and a headbutt of his hand, she was out the window, and Harry and Sirius were out the door for their daily workout. Sitting down for breakfast Harry decided to tell Sirius about the dream he had last night, as he had a few questions that he needed answers to and he hoped Sirius would be able to provide them.

"Hey Padfoot, what do you know about the Tri-Wizard Tournament?" he began.

"Not much as there hasn't been one held since the late 1700's. I believed they canceled it after that when a Cockatrice went on a rampage and injured and killed a lot of the judges and spectators. Why do you ask?" Harry was going over the memory of the dream last night in his head he told him what he saw.

"Barty!" hissed the child-like homunculus of Voldemort.

"Yes master, how may I be of service." A man with straw blond hair, brown eyes, and milky white skin came to the front of Voldemort's chair and took a knee in front of his master.

Voldemort was still sitting in the same high backed chair in front of the fire that he had been in all of his previous dreams. "I want a report on how your mission went last night!"

The man who Harry recognized as Barty Crouch Jr. from Voldemort's memories replied. "It was a success master. I was able to subdue him and make the transformation before that fool Arthur Weasley managed to show up."

"Weasley? What was that muggle loving fool doing there?" Voldemort hissed.

"My lord, during the struggle some enchanted muggle artifacts were set off as an early warning system, but as I said I was able to assume the old fools place by the time he and the muggle authorities arrived." Barty answered, hoping not to be punished for not being more careful.

"Very well. Are you sure that the old fool Dumbledore is unaware of your involvement?"

"I believe so my lord, he is still expecting me to arrive before the start of term."

"Just make sure the boys name comes out of the Goblet, my entire plan hinges on him being entered into the Tri-Wizard Tournament. Do not fail me or I will most displeased. Now leave me and send in Wormtail, it is time for my feeding."

"Of course my lord I will not fail you, I will send the rat immediately." with that Barty left the room leaving Voldemort to his thoughts.

"I thought Barty was dead, I watched them drag his body past my cell years ago." Sirius wondered how it was his fellow death eater had managed to fake his death and escape Azkaban.

"What I want to know is just who Dumbledore was expecting to show up. I can only assume it is related to either the DADA position or something to do with the tournament." Harry sat contemplating exactly who he would need to be on the look out for come start of term.

"Well if it was tournament related I do not believe Dumbledore would be waiting for him to arrive by start of term. If I remember correctly the tournament never used to start for a month or so into the term, to give the other competing schools a chance to arrive." Harry could only figure that the only option left would be the new DADA teacher. He would have to be careful. He assumed that his involvement in the tournament is supposed to somehow aid Voldemort's return to form. As he could have just had Barty kill him during a detention or something. So that must mean they need him for something, but he would be ready for them and meet him on his own terms.

"Just be careful this year pup, whatever Voldemort has planned for you this year I can guarantee you it is not meant to be pleasant." Sirius had a worried look on his face.

"You know I will, but for now lets drink these horrible tasting potions. I need to work more on sorting these memories before I have my meeting tonight with Lord Greengrass and my future wives." they downed their nutrient potions and Harry headed off to begin sorting more of Tom's memories.

After six draining hours in his mindscape and a light lunch later, Harry decided to take a quick nap to make sure he was well rested for his meeting tonight. Informing Dobby to wake him up at 5pm, he just put the finishing touches on sorting through all of Tom's Hogwarts years and closed his eyes falling off to sleep moments later.

At exactly five, Dobby woke Harry who immediately headed to take a bath. Harry decided to wear his pair of black dress pants, with his green silk dress shirt. He put his black with green trimmed Acromantula silk robes over top of that with his black dragon hide boots and matching cloak. He tried to tame his hair as best he could before heading down to the sitting room as he only had about five minutes before he needed to floo over the Greengrass Manor.

Daphne had just finished taking a shower in preparation for their meeting tonight with her future husband...Harry Potter. She still wasn't sure what to think of the situation she found herself in. Not only would she be sharing her husband with her sister Astoria, but in the future with two other women. She had never hung around Harry at school with him being the Gryffindor Golden Boy. He had too many enemies in her house of Slytherin to risk it, not the least of which included that ponce Malfoy.

Of course she had always been interested in the boy-who-lived. He was good looking, even if a little undersized. What had her intrigued the most though, and what had her convince her father to give him a chance before judging him was the letter he had sent the previous day. She was not sure what had happened between him and Dumbledore, but it sounded as if a rift had separated them and Harry was now calling his own shots. She knew that with Dumbledore out of the way and a good headstrong wife, with the power he could hold in the Wizengamot he would be a force to be reckoned with in the future.

Granted she was not thrilled with the idea of him having three other wives, she couldn't deny that being the lord of four ancient and most noble houses was definitely worth it. She was very interested in what he had to tell them that he felt could not be put into a letter. With that thought she finished getting dressed and went down to await the arrival of her betrothed.

Astoria was sitting in front of her desk, brushing her hair in front of a mirror. In less then a half hour she would be meeting her future husband. Unlike her sister, who was in Slytherin, she was in Ravenclaw and had no problems with being betrothed to the boy-who lived. If she was honest with herself, she was even kind of excited about it. Like most girls she had a crush on him for the last year since she started Hogwarts, but also like most girls never got the chance to talk to him as he was always surrounded by his friends Weasley and Granger.

She wasn't sure what he saw in them as Granger seemed to boss him around for everything and Weasley was jealous about every move Harry made. Like her sister, she knew that while her dad was never a death eater, he did support a lot of the views from the same people who would want to kill her new husband. Thankfully, something in his letter had convinced her older sister Daphne into convincing their father to give him a chance. Suppressing her nerves as best she could, she headed down to the entry hall to await the arrival of her future husband.

Just as the clock ticked six, Harry threw in his floo powder, stepped in and shouted out his destination...Greengrass Manor. Thankfully Tom had learned during his Hogwarts years how to successfully navigate the floo network without falling on his ass like Harry always seemed to do. Apparently all you had to do was take your first step right as you are landing, and it should help keep your balance.

Stepping out of the floo as soon as his feet touched down, he arrived in what he assumed was the entry hall of Greengrass Manor. There waiting for him were his two betrothed and his future in-laws. Shaking his hand, Lord Greengrass was the first to speak.

"Welcome to Greengrass Manor Lord Potter. Beside me is my wife Astrid and my daughters Daphne and Astoria." Astrid, like her daughters, was a gorgeous woman. She had blonde hair and sea green eyes. She was wearing a black strapless dress that was form fitting and ended just above her knees, leaving no doubt as to where her daughters inherited their beauty. She was of average height, around 5'7, and an average sized bust. Daphne had long straight blonde hair down to her lower back, and her fathers deep sapphire blue eyes. She was wearing a deep blue spaghetti strap dress that matched her eyes and hugged every perfect curve of her body. While not yet the height of her mother, she was tall for her age and only an inch or two shorter then himself. Her sister Astoria had wavy, honey blonde hair down to the middle of her back. Her eyes however, were sea green like her mothers. She too wore a dress that matched her eyes and fit tightly around her body. While Astoria being younger and not quite as developed as Daphne, both girls had athletic bodies well curved in the correct areas. While Astoria was just starting to develop in her chest she would probably end up with average sized bust like her mother. Daphne two years older then her sister was already sporting a medium sized bust. Both girls made Harry fight to keep from drooling.

"I thank you Lord Greengrass, and Lady Greengrass it is a pleasure to meet you, I now see where your amazing daughters received their immense beauty." addressing them both he continued. "But please, call me Harry, after all we shall soon be family."

"Thank you Harry, if you would please call me Clyde." Harry nodded his acceptance before turning to his future wives, taking each ones hand in turn and brushing a kiss across their knuckles.

"I must say Miladies, it is an immense honor to be in the presence of such divine beauty and supreme intellect." he figured a little flattery never hurt anyone.

"Thank you Milord." they both chimed. Then Daphne continued, "You honor us with your kind words."

"Please, call me Harry," he in return said to the two goddesses standing before him. "Any wife of mine shall be treated as my equal and nothing less."

Daphne and Astoria couldn't help the beaming smile that crosses their lips as he was talking. 'Perhaps,' they both thought, 'this might not be so bad after all. Its certainly better treatment then we would receive by most pure-blood suitors.'

Clyde with a small smile on his lips at the byplay of his two daughters and future son-in-law spoke up. "Perhaps we should make our way to the dining room, I suspect dinner should be about ready."

Dinner went by rather uneventfully. It was spent mostly with Harry and the two girls mostly getting to know each other better, with Clyde asking the occasional question here or there. The only odd moment was when they asked about Harry's daily nutrient potion when he pulled it out at the end of his meal, he merely told them, that after he told them the story of his life after dinner, they would better understand.

After desert was cleared away, Clyde led them all to the sitting room for drinks, and so Harry could recount his story and the information he said was unsecured in his letters. He sat down on the sofa, with Daphne and Astoria taking up a position on either side of him, and began to tell his tale.

"Before I start, I would like to request holding all comments and questions until the end, as most of this really isn't too pleasant for me to retell." they all nodded their consent and he continued. "My story starts believe it or not with that fraud Divination teacher Trelawney. She was being interviewed by Dumbledore in a private room in the Hogs Head in Hogsmeade. At some point during their interview she went into a trance and started telling of a prophecy, a real one if you can believe it or not." The girls gave him a huge grin at this knowing just how much of a fraud she was.

"Back on track, halfway through the prophecy, the death eater Severus Snape," he spat the last two words as if they had a vile taste to them. "was standing just outside the door listening in when he got caught. Needless to say he took the half of the prophecy he knew and immediately informed Voldemort about it. Neither myself or Voldemort to this day know the other half of the prophecy, and quite frankly I don't care one way or the other. The half that we do know simply states, The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches...Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies. Oddly enough, I am not the only one that the prophecy could have pertained too under that wording. Neville Longbottom also fit that description. You may or may not find it interesting that Voldemort, a half-blood himself, chose me as a threat over the pure-blooded scion of Longbottom."

"As for how I was able to survive the killing curse I do not know, but after that night is where the old fool Dumbledore decided to condemn me to hell by, against the will of my parents I might add, send me to my filthy muggle relatives who would rather destroy the world then have to tolerate magic. When they weren't trying to beat or starve the 'freakishness' out of me, they were telling everyone that knew me how I was a delinquent who was touched in the head. I thought my name was freak or boy until I was six years old and started primary school. Hell I never even knew about magic until my 11th birthday. My bedroom until my Hogwarts letter came, was the cupboard under the staircase. Funnily enough my Hogwarts letter even had that as part of my address. It turned out Dumbledore probably knew how I was being treated and did not care enough to lift a finger to help." by this time Lord Greengrass was looking like he could kill someone. It was one thing to share some beliefs with the pure-blood cause, but he could not and would not condone child abuse. The women were all watery eyed doing there best to keep the tears from spilling over, but Harry kept going after they the girls had each taken hold of one of his hands.

"Now on to Hogwarts, somehow all of the teachers must have forgotten to give me an introduction into the wizarding world. Instead I got stuck with Hagrid, who did not even see fit to tell me how to get onto the train platform. I suspect, but cannot prove, that this was intentional as my 'saviors', the Weasley family, just happened to be waiting outside of the barrier when I came along, talking loudly about muggles. Just as a fun fact to think about, the sorting hat had wanted to sort me into Slytherin, which makes sense now as I am in fact Lord Slytherin, but somehow everyone I had met so far in the wizarding world seemed to think they were all evil. Of course it did not help I had already met that ponce Malfoy."

"Throughout the year, enough information and clues just seemed to find their way to us for us to find out that Dumbledore was keeping the Philosophers Stone hidden on the third floor corridor. Well being the well trained Gryffindor Golden Boy i was, we set out to save the stone of which we thought Snape was trying to steal it. Oddly enough, all of the stones so called 'protections' just happened to be beat by three first year students. I have to admit I was shocked to see it was actually Professor Quirrell who was trying to steal the stone instead of Snape. However, that shock was nothing compared to when I found out he was harboring the shade of Voldemort himself underneath that smelly turban. He attacked me and for some unknown reason was unable to touch me without burning his skin to ash. Learning this I grabbed onto his face until Quirrell was no more, and Voldemort's spirit fled from me once again."

"Second year, my current house elf Dobby, who was then a servant of the Malfoy family, was stealing all of my letters in an attempt to keep me from returning to Hogwarts. He was also the one who got me a warning letter from the Misuse of Underage Magic Department, the one who sealed the barrier to the platform, causing me and Ron to end up flying a car into that thrice damned Whomping Willow,and made the rogue bludger smash my elbow, which that fool Lockhart managed to vanish the bones from. Bound by house elf rules he couldn't outright tell me what was wrong so he tried to make me leave instead."

"As it turns out it all had to do with the Chamber of Secrets. Malfoy senor slipped a cursed diary into Ginny Weasley's cauldron in Flourish & Blott's the day Lockhart had his book signing. The diary, which housed a piece of Voldemort's soul which kept his spirit anchored to this world, was possessing her and opening the chamber. Naturally, being the fool I was, I went down into the chamber after the note on the wall saying Ginny's skeleton would lie there forever."

"As it turns out basilisk's can get pretty damn big if left to grow for a thousand years, this one in particular was close to sixty feet, but as he always seems to do, Dumbledore provided his minimal support just in the nick of time, by sending his phoenix Fawkes to me along with the sorting hat. While Fawkes was clawing the beasts eyes out I was pulling the Sword of Gryffindor out of the sorting hat. Ten minutes and a basilisk fang in my right arm later, I managed to run the sword through the roof of the beast. While I am pulling the fang out of my arm, Tom Riddle, Voldemort's half-blooded birth name, was bragging about how the diary was going to give his sixteen year old self a new body. So I did the only thing I could and stabbed the diary with the basilisk fang, defeating him for the third time. Luckily for me, basilisk venom does have one cure known to exist. Phoenix tears."

"Finally this brings us to this past year. I ended up running away from home after blowing up my Aunt Marge with accidental magic after she called my mother a whore and accused my father of being a good for nothing drunk. Shortly before term started someone finally decided to let me know that I had a madman, Sirius Black, out to finish the betrayal of my family by killing me. It was on the train ride to school that year that I heard my mothers voice for the first time. Thanks to the Dementors, whenever they get close or I am asleep, I can now hear her pleading with Voldemort to spare my life right before he kills her."

"Skipping ahead to the end of the year, Ron, Hermione, and I managed to trap Black in the shrieking shack after he drug Ron and his pet rat Scabbers there through the tunnel under the Whomping Willow. Only to find out that Sirius was my godfather and an innocent man who was sent to prison without even a trial. It turns out that Ron's pet rat Scabbers who has been living with his family since just after Voldemort disappeared, was in fact Peter Pettigrew who was an unregistered rat animagus, and had faked his death and framed Sirius for the murder of thirteen muggles.. Unfortunately Snape and Professor Lupin also found out where we were and what we were doing and decided to interfere. We managed to convince Lupin but we had to knock Snape out."

"On the way back to the castle it just happens to be a full moon and while Sirius is trying to keep professor Lupin from attacking us, Peter managed to escape once again. After the fight, we were attacked by about a hundred Dementors, knocking me and Sirius out before being repelled away by my future self. Myself and Hermione had to go back in time using the time turner she was issued at the end of the year to drive off the Dementors and then break Sirius free from Flitwick's office after we were both found after passing out from the Dementor attack."

"Me and Sirius had been writing back and forth over the summer until my 14th birthday at the end of July, where he had me meet him at Gringotts. While there I discovered that not only was I the Heir to four Ancient and Most Noble Houses, had half of my magic blocked that Dumbledore didn't see fit to restore, but i also had a piece of Voldemort's soul that had latched onto me after his failed attempt to kill me."

"Here is where the story gets interesting though. It turns out that having his soul inside of me is why I was the Heir of Slytherin, due to the incomplete soul adoption, and where I gained my Parseltongue abilities. The goblins offered me two choices, one they could destroy it and with it I would lose my Parseltongue and right's as the Heir of Slytherin, or I could complete the soul adoption and keep all of those things along with a few extra bonus's. First, I would gain every memory and piece of knowledge that Voldemort himself had up until the time the piece of his soul left him and joined me, which is about sixty years worth. I would also be one of his Horcruxes and so long as I was alive or his other remaining Horcruxes survived he would be nearly immortal. Needless to say I completed the soul adoption gaining over sixty years of his knowledge and memories. I am still in the process of sorting through his knowledge and working on my Occlumency barriers to protect it. I am currently just past his graduation from Hogwarts."

It was Daphne who spoke first, still with slightly wet eyes. "You don't ever have to worry about someone controlling you or treating you that way again, i will make sure of it."

"Thanks Daphne, you don't know how much that means to me. As you can tell i have never had someone who cared for me, so your words mean a lot to me."

"So what are your plans now? What will happen to Voldemort once he returns if he is near immortal?" asked a still haunted looking Clyde.

"To answer your second question first, the key is near immortal. There are more then one way to dispose of someone in the magical world. As for the first question, that is one of the main things I wanted to discuss with you all tonight. First is the issues with the marriage contracts, while unbreakable they are still unfinished. We will still need to determine who becomes Lady Slytherin and who becomes Lady Black. I also want to request adding a Loyalty Clause for both parties to the contracts. It is not that I do not trust you or your daughters, I just feel everyone could sleep better at night, because I intend on adding a Loyalty Clause for myself to the contracts so that you and your daughters know that they have nothing to worry about from me."

"As for the rest of what I wanted to talk about. From Voldemort's memories I know that while you were not a death eater, you were in fact sympathetic to a majority of the pure-blood ways. I want to help put your mind at ease by stating that while I do not support and cannot support Voldemort, I do however support his initial goals. His story was similar to mine. A half-blood, except with a muggle father and near squib mother, orphaned at an early age only to be abused and tormented by muggles in the orphanage he grew up in. His original goals when he started was to merely isolate the wizarding world from the muggles completely while preserving his history as the Heir of Slytherin and other pure-blood ways."

"The problems came when he started making his Horcruxes. With each one he made he slipped further and further into darkness and lost some portions of his sanity. While I too want to isolate the wizarding world completely from the muggles and preserve some of the better pure-blood customs, I do not want to do it at the expense of the muggleborns and magical creatures. Magic is magic and it must be preserved at all costs."

"Lastly, for now, is a more serious topic. The same as Voldemort is near immortal, so am I so long as he or his four remaining Horcruxes still exist. The problem I am trying to resolve is the fact that I do not want to sit around for eternity and watch as my lovely wives move on without me." a sad look crossed is face as he thought about that happening. "I have a plan that could solve this problem but there are pro's and con's to this solution and while I would prefer it for Daphne and Astoria to agree with my plan, I won't force them to do something they do not want to do."

"What is it exactly that you would want us to do, and how would it make us near immortal?" it was Daphne who asked with a curious face, but everyone else's faces shown they were just as curious.

"Well," he began. "As of right now there are still four Horcruxes besides myself still in existence. I plan on going to get them regardless of the situation, but as I was saying, there are four Horcruxes and I will have four wives. It is my hope that I can convince all four of you to use those Horcruxes and perform a soul adoption of your own. As I said there are pro's and con's to doing this."

"The pro's are the near immortality, you will all gain the ability to speak Parseltongue, and you will gain the memories and knowledge from the point up until he made each of the Horcruxes. Some were made later then others and therefore hold more knowledge and memories. Now to the downside. While you have all of his memories and knowledge you also get the memories of every rape, torture, and murder he had committed or witnessed up to the point he made each different Horcrux."

Looking unsure Astrid decided to ask the question they were all thinking. "What is the chances that having those memories will make my girls go insane or cause them to be haunted by them for the rest of their lives?"

"Ahh, I am glad you asked. I assume being a pure-blood family you have at least some training in Occlumency?" after he received four nods of their heads he continued. "First let me say that while he did have some pretty vile memories at the time most of his Horcruxes were made, it wasn't until after he made them that he truly sank so deep into the darkness, so they won't be near as bad as the piece I had in me. Secondly, like I have done, going through with this will give you all of Voldemort's training that he went through on Occlumency and Legillimancy, and he happens to be a master of both. Like me, once you create your mindscape, you will be able to lock away all of those memories within and keep them hidden, even from yourself so you do not have to worry about them."

"Do we have to make a decision right now, or can we have some time?" Astoria asked.

"I am not forcing you to do anything you do not want to do, even if I would prefer you did do it. I will however add this little gem to think about." he had a grin spread across his face as he knew that his two future wives were very intellectual and knew that knowledge was power and they both wanted it. "When I say that you get his memories and knowledge, you are also getting all seven years of his Hogwarts classes. Every test, spell, book that he read, and every piece of homework that he did for his classes including Arithmancy and Ancient Runes. I should tell you he was a very smart and thorough student as well as Head Boy. There is immense knowledge to be gained."

The thought of being able to breeze through their remaining years at Hogwarts was making this sound like a very worthwhile deal. Daphne was searching Astoria's eyes looking for something, which she seemed to find as she spoke up a moment later. "Harry," she began. "I am a Slytherin for a reason, and I would be an idiot to pass up on the chance to gain so much knowledge. As for Astoria, have you ever heard of a Ravenclaw turning down knowledge?"

"So you two will go through with it?" Harry asked with a hopeful look lighting up his eyes.

"Absolutely, just tell us when and where. Preferably before the coming school year." Daphne answered with a greedy smile lighting her face.

"Are you fine with it as well?" he asked turning to Astoria.

"My sister was correct. I am a Ravenclaw and we do not turn down knowledge very easily. I will do it as well." she also had a smile playing across her face.

Harry who felt as if Christmas for the next forty years had all just came at once answered Daphne's question. "Sirius and I were planning on retrieving two of the four Horcruxes this weekend, so sometime after that would be fine by me. As for the other two Horcruxes, one is at Hogwarts and I will not be able to collect it until then, and the other is a bit harder to get to. It is currently being stored in the vault of Bellatrix Lestrange in Gringotts. That one will be the hardest to get by far, but it is crucial that I get it before it is moved or I may never find it again."

It was Clyde who spoke up next. "If you can get them this weekend, and my girls are serious about this, who am I to deny them unending knowledge and near immortality. I will make the time for Monday for us to take care of the soul adoption. I can also help look into some laws and loopholes for you getting into the Lestrange Vault. With Bellatrix being a Black and you being Lord Black we might be able to find a way."

"Thank you for your help. It is getting late, and I believe we should finalize these marriage contracts. Being a Slytherin Daphne, I feel it only right to ask you if you would be interested in being my Lady Slytherin, and I also ask if you both are ok with adding the Loyalty Clause to the contracts?"

She thought it over briefly before answering. "I would be happy to be Lady Slytherin, and I have no problems with a Loyalty Clause, so long as it goes both ways as you stated earlier."

Astoria decided to cut off his next questions by answering as well. "I also have no problems being your Lady Black." she was sporting her biggest smile of the night. "I also have no problems with the Loyalty Clause either, so long as it is both ways."

Ten minutes later, both contracts were completed and had the appropriate signatures on them, making Harry officially betrothed to two gorgeous women and making him happier then he had been in a long time. He really needed to head home and get to bed, but he had one more question to ask before he went. "Before I go I was wondering if you ladies would care to spend the weekend after next and the weekend following at Potter Manor, so we can get to know each other a bit better before heading back to Hogwarts? Of course you are all welcomed to floo over anytime you want, the floo address is Potter Manor. Just be warned Sirius Black does in fact stay with me."

It was Daphne who answered. "We would love too, provided it is ok with you father?" he nodded his consent.

"Well it is getting late and I really must be headed home, I have a lot to plan before this weekend, and I am sure you all would like to get some sleep as well. I do appreciate your hospitality, and I thoroughly enjoyed tonight and hope we can do it again in the future."

"We would love to and you are of course welcome." Astrid answered. Harry stood up followed by Daphne and Astoria, who surprised him with a kiss on the cheek each before he headed for the floo.

It was a very happy Harry who climbed into his bed that night with a huge grin on his face, his dreams filled with two gorgeous blondes who were to be his wives.

AN: again thanks to all those who took the time to leave a review, it really does help the author gauge his work and tell which direction he should move things along. there should only be around 2-3 more chapters until its time for hogwarts. with harry retrieving his first 2 horcruxes, daphne and astorias soul adoption and the quidditch world cup the only major events left before then.

also still looking for someone to proof read and help eliminate any errors in the story before it gets posted if anyone is interested. please keep reading and reviewing and i hope you enjoy!