Chapter Four: Alliances.
Now that Lily had the book listing the ritual of how to remove a Horcrux from an object, she could mull over certain things in her mind. It was amazing, if it had not been for the Horcrux that was in her son's head, she might not be here to share in his life. Yet, there was something that was really off about the Horcrux in his mind. Lily wanted her son to be whole again and she was certain that he felt the same way. So it was full steam ahead.
The two of them had someone very important to visit.
"We do need allies," Harry stated, as he closed his eyes. One could say all they would like to about Dumbledore and after the events of the final task of the Triwizard Tournament, Harry had to say plenty about him. However, for better or for worse, the man was more than well connected. "And this Andromeda Tonks….you say…."
"Andi is pretty good at what she does. There's a good reason why she was unable to take custody of you as your godmother," Lily said as she brushed her hair out of her face. "It has to do with that stupid blood relations act that the Ministry passed. Where all orphans had to go to their newest blood relatives. Even though you two are cousins as well, there was enough of a distance that they could send you to the Dursleys instead, since Petunia is my direct blood relative."
"Right, I remember reading about that," Harry said and he frowned. It was a law that was propped up by the brain surgeons of the Ministry of Magic to keep magical children out of Muggle homes. The wizard also figured that it was Dumbledore's legal justification for having him sent to the Dursleys and certain purebloods didn't fight it because they wanted a piece of the Potter pie.
Harry was not going to rant about someone abandoning him for reasons outside of their control like an unhinged brat.
"It goes without saying that there are parties who wanted to keep you secluded, and with powerful magic users, I'm sure that they could find ways block your mail," Lily said as she made her way outside of the garden. "So, I know that you get your temper from me."
"I don't have a temper!" Harry said hotly and Lily raised an eyebrow. "Okay maybe I do but still…."
"I'm going to please ask you to give a chance to Andromeda to explain. If she doesn't have an explanation that is to your liking, then say what you want to," Lily commented as she watched him. "But all I ask is for you to accept…."
"Mum, I know. I'm not some emo bastard who goes off of rants, asking why no one hugged me as a child and whining about how much that my life sucked," Harry told his mother as he rolled his eyes at the very thought of being like that. "Shit happens, I get that. I'm not Snape."
"Good, I'm glad," Lily said with a smile, pleased to see that her son had his priorities in order. Though slightly disgusted he mentioned Severus. If there were some people who went through a quarter of the shit that he went through, they would be whining about their lot in life for the rest of their life. "So, we should call upon her."
"If she's home," Harry said.
"Unless things have changed, Andromeda works out of her home. She prefers to keep as little contact with the Ministry as possible. She does goes in every Friday like clockwork though, barring an emergency," Lily said as she announced herself by knocking on the door.
The door swung open and there was a sight before him that took Harry's breath away. Standing before him was a tall woman with silky dark hair that framed her beautiful face. Her blue eyes took in the two people before her and her rosy red lips curled into a smile. She had an amazing bust, that was about DD-Cup. She was wearing Muggle attire, which was obviously a direct slap in the face to the pureblood idiots that she grew to loathe so much. She wore a tight black t-shirt that stretched around her breasts and a pair of jean shorts that were tight around her ass, showcasing her bare legs as well. The dark haired woman watched them with a surprised smile and there was one statement that left her lips as she surveyed them.
"Harry?" Andromeda asked in surprise or rather surprise at how much he grew since the last time that she saw him.
Harry took in the woman, he would have pegged her in her late twenties, if that, even though he knew she was up into her forties.
"Andi, it's…."
"No, it can't be," Andromeda said in shock as she looked at Lily with a surprise in her eyes. "You're dead."
"There was this incident with whip cream and cherries at my Bachorlette party," Lily told the woman with a smile. "We had a wild night and agreed never to bring it up in front of James or your husband….speaking of which how is he?"
"Dead, died a few years ago, mugging gone wrong in Muggle London," Andromeda breathed out as she closed her eyes. Her husband forgot he was a wizard or perhaps didn't want to get brought up in front of the Wizengamot on charges of breaking the Statue of Secrecy, despite the fact it would have been in defense of his life. Which had happened to many Muggleborn and half bloods after defending themselves in a similar situation. Purebloods on the other hand could get away with legalized murder. "Lily, it's you, I can tell it's you and your with Harry…..come in, I'm sure you want answers."
"Yes, a few," Harry invited as Andromeda led them into the living room.
The trio sat down, with Andromeda getting them a cup of tea.
"I don't even know where I want to start," Andromeda murmured as she rolled her shoulders back and offered a sigh.
Lily, in spite of herself, could not exactly remain silent. "The beginning is of good of a place as any for any story."
Andromeda smiled as she watched him. "It all started that night, everything happened too quickly. Myself, Ted and Nymphadora were on holiday visiting Ted's relatives overseas, so it was a bitch getting back into the country. We didn't do so until the middle part of November."
"Right," Lily commented, she remembered vaguely about Andromeda saying that she was going on a trip right before the shit hit the fan.
"And by the time that I got back….Sirius was in Azkaban and….well...Harry was sent off to them. Any attempts at correspondence that was not approve were bounced back," Andromeda said and then she remembered. "My attempt to visit ended with me teleported just outside of the so called protections."
Andromeda consulted the notes she had made over the years.
"Dumbledore ordered one set of protections. The Ministry ordered another set, some rot about how you were a national treasure. It's more likely that they wanted to keep you ignorant of the truth, therefore no magical users were allowed to visit you until you were eleven and by that point….well by that point, everything didn't go as intended," Andromeda said and Harry placed his hand on the table.
"So, my childhood was ruined by a bunch of Ministry stooges, that's not surprising," Harry remarked. He wanted even less to do with this stupid country and its stupid people running it now.
"No, it shouldn't be surprising and Dumbledore….well here's the thing about Dumbledore," Andromeda stated. It was almost like she was trying to choose her next few words carefully, extremely carefully as it turned out. The dark haired woman closed her eyes to the put where they were shut tight. "He never does anything that one might consider to be overtly manipulative."
Lily smiled and she decided to chime in. "Yet his actions to protect people end up hurting them more than anyone else."
Andromeda sighed and nodded in agreement. "Dumbledore thinks the best of everyone. Which has caused him not to address certain problems….at least until they were out of his hands."
Lily and Harry knew that she was talking about Voldemort and that reminded Harry of something that had thought about the time but with all that happened in regards to the Chamber of Secrets, it had settled in the back of his mind and remained there until now. There was every indication that Dumbledore knew precisely who Voldemort was but never acted upon it. The memory that Riddle showed him backed this up. People always said that Dumbledore seemed to know everything.
Yet, he wanted to give people enough rope to hang themselves. Of course that ended up buggering other people something fierce.
"I've got to prepare to take my lordship and then my NEWTs, because if I do, then the Ministry or anyone else can't legally try anything with me, without ramifications," Harry told the two of them.
Andromeda nodded. She thought this was a sound plan given how much the Prophet was leaning on Harry and trashing him. He needed all of the leverage that he could get to deal with the Ministry.
Of course, considering how stupid those idiots where. They'd probably still try something even though it would lead to them being buried alive.
Cornelius Oswald Fudge had seen better days during his time at the Ministry of Magic. In fact, right now he was in the pressure cooker to say the very least. He thought that he was going to ride a wave of popularity all the way to the next election which was coming up in November. He had the support of all of the old families and that was a fact that brought a bright smile upon his face.
Yet, he knew one thing and that was support was fleeting. In fact, support blew away faster than he could ever realize and he was up a shit creek without the paddle.
Dementors, DEMENTORS attacked a Muggle neighborhood! Dementors attacked a Muggle Neighborhood where Harry Potter LIVED!
Fudge engaged a few brain cells, not that he had many to spare, and realized one thing. Despite the fact that he had tried to destroy Harry Potter's reputation at Lucius's urging, there was one fact that remained. The Boy-Who-Lived was still a household name that was beloved by many. He had all of his misguided fans, which was evident by the howlers that were sent to Fudge's office daily. He had an entire team redirecting them now. They were probably from Muggleborns and Halfbloods, therefore their opinion was of no real value, at least no one Fudge could be bothered to care about.
Fudge was not a man of Muggle religion but if he was, he would be thanking every deity that had been created or ever will be created for the fact that Harry Potter was not kissed by the Dementors. Politicians often joked about how this latest scandal was going to be the end of their career, but there was no joking about this.
If Harry Potter got kissed, it wouldn't be the end of Fudge's political career, but of his life. He wasn't just being overly dramatic about it either, Minister's had been lynched for much less in the past.
"Cornelius, surely this isn't your fault. It was just a couple of rogue Dementors."
Fudge turned around to see the infamous Dolores Umbridge. She had managed to earn her way to the top of the Ministry of Magic, well technically she was the Senior Undersecretary for the Minister, but it still counted. Though were rumors about how she rose to such a high position despite how thoroughly unpleasant she was that even he shuddered about.
"Surely, anyone would understand that you're doing an exceptional job as Minister," Umbridge commented with a sugary smile across her face.
"Yes, of course they do! Anyone could see that! But the problem Dolores! Is that people want to see prompt results. It doesn't matter what you did yesterday but what you did today," Fudge said this to her with the practiced bluster of a career politician.
Fudge felt like he was up shit creek without a paddle, as the Muggle expression went. He knew that people would start pointing fingers at him and if fingers were pointed at him, there will be some people who started to maybe think that Dumbledore and Potter were right, despite the fact that they were doing nothing but stirring up trouble.
Fudge realized what it looked like and it looked like that he tried to finish off a political opponent in Harry Potter. This may be the end of his career if he did not spin damage control really quick.
The Minister did not mince words often, he knew when he was screwed, and to say that he was screwed would be the understatement to end all understatements. No, he was not screwed, he was fucked.
He was so fucked.
A whore in Knockturn Alley could not be more fucked that he was right now.
"You know Minister, this is Dumbledore's doing, I wouldn't be surprised if he arranged for the Dementors to be sent there to Potter's residence to make it look like you tried to silence him," Umbridge said shrewdly.
"Dumbledore wouldn't sacrifice…."
"Cornelius, Dumbledore has tried to fabricate a panic to destabilize our world, do not….do not think of what he might or might not do," Umbridge remarked in a sugary sweet voice as she fixed her eyes on Fudge like a toad looking at a particularly juicy fly.
"Oh….."
Fudge did not know what to do. This would be normally the time where he send an owl to Albus Dumbledore and ask him for advice. Something like that was most certainly out of the question now and Fudge found himself lost without any hope in the world.
The Minister found himself in over his head mentally with more stress than ever before and he clutched his head within his hands. A migraine was beginning to manifest itself.
Fudge made his way down the hallway and Umbridge looked around warily.
All of the documents passed through this office. There would have to be a copy of the executive order that sent the Dementors after Potter. If this came back to her, especially with Amelia Bones on the war path trying to find out what happened, it would be the end of her. Umbridge could not blackmail enough people to get her out of this and even if she threw Fudge underneath the Knight Bus, it would still come back to her.
She reached into her desk and pulled out a file as a smile crossed her face. Cornelius was someone who was useful for the position that she was in. Still career politicians like him were a dime a dozen. She looked over the order that was in her hand, it had her signature all over it. Any forgery would be detected by a well placed charm so it would be easily verified that it was her signature.
"Do you need any help, Madam Umbridge?"
Umbridge turned around and saw that delightful young man with red hair standing at the door to her office. "Weatherby, yes, I do require your assistance."
Umbridge was careful not to touch the paperwork herself, to ensure that none of her fingerprints were on it. She carefully dropped the paperwork into Percy's waiting hands. He took it from her eagerly, placing his fingerprints all over the document. Thus, giving her another handy scapegoat.
"Dispose of that for me. It's a secure document that could destabilize the Ministry if it came to light," Umbridge informed him in her usual sickeningly sweet tone.
"It will be done, M'am," Percy said as he turned around and walked from the door.
Umbridge's eyes flashed with triumph, as her rapidly beating heart calmed down, thinking that the crisis had been averted.
She was in the clear and that brought a smile to her face. The nasty woman's facial expression became even nastier. A Muggle got his soul sucked out but she honestly did not care. One less inferior non-magic user to suck up oxygen. At least that's what she thought. It was Dumbledore and Potter fault anyway, if they had just toed the Ministry line, none of this would have happened.
Umbridge was a model of everything that a female pureblood of high breeding should be, if you asked her. She would tell anyone who would listen. She came from lineage that was some of the most amazing in the world and that really spoke of how pure her blood was.
Dolores Umbridge was not the only one who was basking in her moment of glory, no far from it. There was another person who thought that what she'd done was quite glorious. Her hands nearly rubbed together in thinly veiled glee and she wanted to mutter excellent as she held the paperwork that Umbridge had given her.
Thankfully, Umbridge did not have a clue. Her mother had taught her how to use memory charms properly since a young age and now she held the incriminating information in her hands that would bury Umbridge. If Fudge went along for the ride, then that was a nice bonus as well, although that was gravy on top of the downfall of Dolores Jane Umbridge.
The young Auror smiled as she made her way through the office to ensure that the documentation containing the order to send two Dementors to kiss Harry James Potter along with anyone else who had got in their way in the act and signed by the Senior Undersecretary to the Minister of Magic, Dolores Jane Umbridge herself, found its way into the hands of Amelia Bones.
That monster would get put in her place and it would be a sweet, sweet, victory when it happened.
"For what it is worth, I'm sorry about everything that's happened, Harry," Andromeda stated as she fixed her eyes onto her godson.
Harry couldn't help but ponder this, in another life, at another time, he might have flown off of the handle about something like this, but he knew the circumstances that caused him to live the life that he lived. All he could do from here was roll with the punches and see where life brought him.
"If you're going to apologize for everything in my life, then you'll be apologizing for a really long time for something that wasn't your fault. There's a lot of fucked up shit that's happened," Harry said calmly.
Andromeda raised an eyebrow and collected her thoughts before she offered one word. "Quite."
That might have been the understatements to end all understatements. If half of the rumors regarding Harry were true, well he did live a fairly interesting life to say the very least. The brunette witch could say that much without a shadow of a doubt. The woman's eyes locked onto Harry's and she had a wide ear to ear grin.
"It's true about the troll. True, about the Basilisk. True, about the hundred Dementors with a single Patronus charm," Harry confirmed. "And also, I managed to get past a nesting mother on a broomstick. How I did not get turned into a marshmallow, I will never know. Though, I did take a really big spike to the shoulder."
"Well, that just proves how powerful of a wizard you are," Andromeda said after she let out a low whistle. She tried not to make her comment seem too gushing, although it was hard to keep everything on the straight and narrow. The dark haired woman closed her eyes to avoid the adoring look that threatened to pass into them.
"Yes, it does," Harry offered to her, not bothering to keep the modesty out. "Then again, when you defeated a dark lord at the age of one years old. You really have a hell of an act to follow."
"Yes, yet somehow you're following it," Andromeda stated as she smiled. "Although there are a lot of people who do not think that you're living up to your potential."
Harry offered a crisp smile. "Would Severus Snape be a lot of people?"
"He may be," Andromeda confirmed as she placed her hand on his knee and looked at him. "Severus Snape has a serious depth perception problem when it comes to you. He and your mother were friends and he blamed James for stealing her away from him."
"I know. She told me as much," Harry said but that did not change anything regarding his own personal hatred regarding Snape. Honestly, to be fair it was more like indifference. He didn't care if Snape lived, died or was buggered nightly by Lucius, Draco, Dumbledore and Voldemort.
"Well, friends might not be the most accurate description. He was my stalker and I was young and naïve enough to take pity on him," Lily corrected as she showed up to join the two of them. "He never had any redeeming qualities. Sure, he knew a lot about the dark arts and potions for his age, but anyone can learn about that with enough study. Just because you mindlessly retain facts, it doesn't really make you intelligent."
"Well, I've never seen much of anything regarding his supposed intelligence," Harry said to both of them and Lily and Andromeda smiled.
"The only reason the cockroach isn't rotting in Azkaban is because Dumbledore vouched for him," Andromeda informed him. "Snape is nowhere near powerful or influential enough to have gotten out of trouble on his own accord. Dumbledore believes in second chances after all, along with third chances, sometimes fourth, fifth, and sixth chances. It's why he allowed a known felon into the Order of the Phoenix. A known felon I might add, who almost started another goblin rebellion with his counterfeit gold scheme years back."
Harry raised an eyebrow.
"Whispers in the Ministry are that there was an attack on your former residence after you left," Andromeda informed Lily and Harry. "And your cousin…along with four others, perhaps more, suffered the Dementor's kiss."
Harry let out a long whistle at that statement. Lily watched him very intently for his reaction and it came out after a few seconds of thought.
"It's a shame that he was in the wrong place at the wrong time, but it's not like I could have saved everyone," Harry stated as he pushed the hair out of his face and put his hands on his chin, stroking it. "And, for some reason, since I disobeyed orders. Dumbledore and the rest of his Order, will try a demonize me as the anti-Christ, because apparently I can see the future and shit miracles out my ass."
"Yes, that's unfortunate, and I don't doubt it," Andromeda agreed, she gave an extremely prominent sigh. She wanted to shake her head in disgust but there was a part of her that stopped herself, because it would not be dignified.
"So, you managed to figure out…..how to get your hands on certain incriminating documents," Lily said as she watched Andromeda with a smile and the redhead could not resist adding. "I see that your spy network is still as intact as always, but then again, you were always able to find a way to stay well connected even though the Ministry was messed up."
Andromeda smiled at Lily. "Well, it's nothing quite that sophisticated, not really. It does pay to have a daughter who can shift her face to look like anyone, including the Minister's latest lapdog."
"Ah, Nymphadora…."
"Who hates her name," Andromeda said wistfully before she shook her head. "I don't even know….actually I do know why she hates it. Kids can be so cruel."
Harry did not have to use his imagination to see how people could make fun of the name Nymphadora.
"She's supposed to be reporting back later tonight with some information that she got from the latest meeting of the Order of the Phoenix," Andromeda stated and Harry looked at her.
"You know, there's a chance that Dumbledore could…."
"Dumbledore sees world from a very black and white perspective. Nymphadora was in Hufflepuff, and thus she was never suspected and never will be suspected of any malicious wrongdoing," Andromeda said. In fact in Dumbledore's world, there were only two houses at Hogwarts sometimes, with the other two being non-entities.
"She gives off a certain mask that will trip up Albus Dumbledore," Harry told the woman and she smiled with a nod.
"Yes, as long as she gives Dumbledore no reason to distrust her, he will blindly trust her because of his own preconceived stereotypes," Andromeda concluded in a firm voice.
"Very well," Harry commented, although there was a part of him that was looking forward to meeting Nym, as he started to call her in his head, though he might have called her that when he was very little. Nymphadora was quite the mouthful for a one year old.
A girl with those kind of powers, she'd have to be a boatload of fun. Harry could not stop smiling about the potential that a girl like that would have. In fact, Harry had a feeling that he was going to get to know her pretty well all things considered.
The wizard pushed his hair from his eyes and then stretched his right shoulder, offering the two beautiful woman before him a smile.
"Amelia Bones has had the material delivered to her," Andromeda announced.
Harry nodded, he knew Amelia's niece, Susan. Not well, but he knew her. She apologized to him profusely for the way Hufflepuff house acted during the Tri-Wizard, although Harry allowed Hermione to lead him away because he had to do homework. It was all about playing a role but the days where he allowed Hermione to lead him by the nose in an attempt to bolster her self esteem were done.
Although Harry wished that he did not because he wondered how far Susan's thank you would have gone. Oh well, he could find out later if he got the chance, after all she did have such a wonderful pair of Hufflepuffs.
"Ah, Amelia, she's going to rake Fudge over the coals and I'm sure she's going to crack open the case files regarding how you're being placed at the Dursleys was handled," Lily said with glee, almost wishing that she had a chance to see the show.
A smile crossed her face; the show would be something great, that much was for certain.
Andromeda closed her eyes as there was a few seconds where the two of them looked back and forth at each other. She sat across from Harry and there were many thoughts that was going through her mind presently.
"You know, If I didn't know by now how stupid some of the old families were," Harry said to break the silence. There were people in the Muggle government that were not that bright either, but this was something that transcended all conventional forms of stupidity. There were laws there that claimed to help people, but Harry knew better.
If there was a really threat like Voldemort that came up, they would be doomed. There was no question about that. In fact, Harry was wondering about what Voldemort was up to, the man was lying low.
"Lily always gets the best out of people, then again, you are her son. So there should be no reason why she shouldn't get the best out of you," Andromeda told him as she thought about it. Lily actually managed to earn what she did, instead of assuming that she knew it all.
"She does, she really does," Harry said with a smile across his face. It was almost like he knew his mother his entire life.
"There will be a power vacuum that opens up with Fudge being taken down and if I know Fudge, Dumbledore might get pulled down by association," Andromeda warned him as she brushed her hair out of her face and sighed. "Although I do wish…."
She paused and collected her thoughts, no matter how hard it was, she had to try. There was a huge problem however, she found it difficult to get her mind together.
"Yes, Andi," Harry said to her, as he smiled.
"I think that you're ready for your NEWTs, and if you get your NEWTs. You'll be able to collect your full Inheritance," Andromeda said as she offered him a soulful gaze.
"That's good," Harry commented, as he wondered about certain things. He was prepared, ready or not, he was coming for something, anything, wherever this world took him.
Andromeda had no doubt in her mind that Harry had a lot of untapped potential. In fact, there was even less doubt the more she stood here and picked his mind. There were people who would claim to have all of the potential in the world but there was one simple fact.
Harry had that potential and more. There were no limits to how far he would ascend in the future.
"You know most of what you need to know. Actually, you know far more than you need to know," Andromeda commented as she looked over the notes that Harry made. She thought that she would have to make a few corrections but much to her surprise, she did not need to correct a word. That was something about that which brought a smile to her face, she was not about to lie. "Well done, Harry."
"I aim to please," Harry said with a slight bow.
Andromeda's mind went wild. It had been a long time since she had been with another man and as a pureblood witch. She recognized the power that was coursing off of Harry. The wizard pushed a little bit of that power towards her.
Naturally Harry knew what he was doing and he knew the effects that he had on women. He would have to be completely blind not to notice the effects that he had on women like Andromeda. He saw something flash through her eyes and her skin became flushed.
"Are you okay, Andi?"
Harry whispered the shortened version of her name right into her ear and his whisper caused parts of her to become undone. Andi's throat clenched up and she found it extremely difficult to swallow. Actually, speaking was something that came even harder.
"Yes….yes, I'm fine," Andromeda panted, her voice quivered a tiny bit and Harry raised an eyebrow, leaning in closer towards her to close the gap.
Harry could see that he about ensnared the woman in his web, one more nudge and he would have her straight where he wanted her. It was all about timing, as his mother mentioned to him. His power needed to be stabilized.
"So, when's the last time you've been with a man?" Harry asked her in a whisper and Andromeda twitched, her eyes flooding over.
"I….um…beg your pardon," Andromeda managed in a stammering voice and Harry rested his hand on her bare thigh when he said this.
"When was the last time you've been with a man?" Harry repeated his previous inquiry to her slowly and without any hesitation as he ran his fingers up her thighs and this caused Andromeda to shiver slightly. He did not want her to have any doubt in her mind where he was coming from.
Andromeda tried to keep it together but his strong hand on her thigh, after not being touched in that way for so long. It made it hard for her to focus, it made it hard for her to even remember her name.
"You're tense," Harry whispered to her and he slipped behind her.
"Sorry it's just…."
"No, don't be sorry," Harry said as he placed his hands down upon her smooth shoulders, feeling the delicious flesh beneath his hand. He ran his hands across her them, stroking them tenderly with the palm of his hand. It was a delightful feeling and he wanted to make sure he felt every single inch of it.
Andromeda felt butterflies flap in the pit of her stomach and also a heat in her loins.
She wanted him, so badly.
Andromeda got up, shoving his hands off of her shoulders.
Harry smiled, the next play was hers. She stepped forward.
"It has been a long time," Andromeda admitted to him in a lustful tone, seduction dripping from her words and her tongue slowly traced the inside of her lip. "It's been far, far too long, I've forgotten, I've forgotten what it's like to have certain needs fulfilled."
She smiled at Harry, and gave him a lustful purr.
"Indulge me Harry," Andi said as she threw her arms around his neck and there was a few seconds where the two of them stood pressed against each other.
Harry felt her hot breath against his ear and her right hand now rested on his abs, inching lower.
"Indulge me," Andi breathed in his ear.
Harry indulged her alright, pulling her into a tight hug. The two of them connected with a burning kiss.
Andromeda felt fireworks go off in her mind as Harry pushed her back onto the bed. The woman's eyes closed as Harry had her back against the bed, her mind going wild.
Harry smiled as he pushed away from her, only long enough to pull her shirt off her body. He revealed her bra covered chest and he only had only word to say about this.
"You're beautiful," Harry breathed as he traced down her stomach and made his way down the skirt that she was wearing.
Andi shivered as she felt his hands get closer to her core. She spread her legs for him eagerly.
"I'm yours Harry, take me, make me yours," Andi begged him and Harry pinned her arms down against the bed.
"Oh, you want me to make you mine?" Harry asked her.
She offered a labored "Yes," which was all that Harry needed to hear.
Smut/Lemon Begins.
-PROFILE-
Smut/Lemon Ends.
Nymphadora "Don't Call Me Nymphadora" Tonks had been watching the entire scene from the doorway in abject shock.
If she could figure out what she saw she would be happy. As it was she broke everything down in her mind.
Harry Fucking Potter was in her house.
Harry Fucking Potter was screwing her mother.
Lily Evans came back from the dead.
Harry Fucking Potter was fucking his own mother.
Harry Fucking Potter was fucking her Godmother.
They were all fucking each other.
Tonks was pissed that she did not get invited and she was not getting fucked by Harry Fucking Potter.
And she really needed a cold shower right about now.
To Be Continued in The Next Chapter.