Chapter 3: Parvati and Padma
"Your next future will be with Parvati and Padma Patil," Destiny told him.
"How can I be with two women at once?" Harry asked, "Isn't that against the rules of these trips?"
"Normally you would indeed only be with one girl but in this case neither girl was willing to give you up and so they ended up sharing you. During the Yule Ball you felt guilty that Ron wasn't dancing with Padma and so you offered to dance with her. This caused Parvati to get jealous and so you ended up dancing with both of them all night and in the end they mutually decided to both start dating you.
Together they were able to fend off any other girls that made any advances on you. You ended up falling for both girls and since you couldn't marry both of them, you moved to India with them so that you legally could. You then became an ambassador there and helped to resolve the border conflict between India and Pakistan, resolving a conflict that had already cost millions of lives."
He supposed that this wasn't so bad sounding so far although he had learned by now that that didn't mean there wasn't a downside.
There was the usual flash and then he reappeared to find himself staring into a face.
As he stared at it, it appeared to be an older Parvati or Padma and he wasn't entirely sure which. He'd better find out fast though or he was in trouble.
She kissed him on the lips and tried to make out with him.
He was so surprised, adjusting to this new world that he didn't think to kiss back.
At that moment however another voice said angrily:
"Hey! What do you think you're doing kissing my sister?"
As he turned towards the voice he saw either Parvati or Padma, whichever one he hadn't been kissing.
She had a huge angry looking face as she looked back at him.
Uh oh, perhaps Destiny was wrong and he was really only with one of the girls and was cheating on the one who was his wife.
Then she broke out into a smile, and said, "I meant what do you think you're doing kissing her when you haven't kissed me yet?"
Breathing a sigh of relief, Parvati or Padma went over and gave him a kiss.
This time he allowed himself to kiss back, but apparently it wasn't forceful enough for her.
"Did you already kiss him until he can no longer kiss anymore Parvati?" The one he had just kissed said.
Evidently this meant this one was Padma.
"It looks like we finally wore him out," Parvati said.
"Well it only took 20 years," Padma joked.
As if this might be considered an insult to him, Parvati told him, "Don't worry Harry, you're the only guy I know who could ever satisfy us both."
"Ambassador Potter, Lady and Lady Potter?" a woman's voice asked.
"What is it Hitha?" Padma asked.
Hitha appeared to be their servant or housemaid of some sort.
"The President is here," Hitha informed them.
"We'll be right there," Parvati said as they walked over to presumably the front of the house.
As he walked through the house with them, he had the chance to notice that his house was very large and stately.
It looked like an Indian Palace to be honest.
When they got inside the entryway, an important looking gentleman with two guards standing on either side of him was waiting for them.
"Ambassador Potter," the President greeted.
"Mr. President," Harry said.
He'd never actually met a president before. It appeared however that the Indian President was actually the Muggle President.
In this world and in this country the muggle government was actually much more aware of wizards apparently.
"I just came to inform you that we've reported no additional conflicts or deaths related to border disputes this year," the President said.
"That's certainly a milestone, I would never have believed that the border dispute would ever be resolved," Padma admitted happily.
"It's all thanks to your husband. He performed a genuine miracle," the President claimed proudly.
"Well Harry truly is a great man," Parvati said as she put a fond hand on his shoulder.
"Great man though he is, I still don't know how he managed to get not one but two equally beautiful women," the President answered.
"Neither of us were willing to give him up so we just ended up sharing. Besides it took both of us to beat away any of the other girls who tried. One of us kissing him and the other one beating away everyone else," Parvati joked.
The President laughed and said, "I think my wife would kill me if I ever tried bringing home another wife."
"So President can I offer you a cold beverage?" Padma asked.
He shook his head and said, "Sorry but I simply don't have the time. I was actually wondering if I could borrow your husband for a moment to resolve an issue. He's the best issue resolver we've got and he's been requested specifically."
"Just as long as you bring him back to us in one piece," Parvati said.
Realizing that he had no excuse not to go, he went with the President to talk with one of the governors about a water problem.
When he got there, he found that the meeting was held right next to the Ganges river.
"He just wants to hold it here so he can use the Ganges river to fortify his position," the President whispered to him as they walked up to the man they would be meeting, a governor.
When they met the governor the President was proven right.
"Ambassador Potter, President, "the man greeted, a tall lanky individual stated.
To his surprise, the governor seemed to look at him with what was almost akin to awe, like he was some sort of Hindu god, like his impact upon the country was already highly admired.
As he began to speak, Harry noticed that the man was speaking a language he shouldn't understand but did.
From his knowledge this was actually Hindi, a language he had picked up while living here.
"Look at this river," the governor pointed, "it was once a filthy and polluted river despite its sacredness to the many people who live here. People would bathe daily here and have the chance to encounter all sorts of horrible diseases. Now look at it, one of the cleanest rivers in the world. I would ask that you consider just how this same purification could be used all throughout the world."
"I am perfectly aware of your position," the President stated, "which is also why I brought to you the man responsible for the purification, Harry Potter."
"I am honored to be here and hope to help resolve any concerns," Harry began.
As usual he knew exactly what to say in spite of himself.
When he resolved the issue, he felt tired, feeling like the whole time he had simply been a mouthpiece for someone else who actually knew what they were talking about.
It still felt good to feel like he was making such a difference, however. Clean water would be a godsend to many people.
After everything was over, he apparated back home to find his family eating dinner.
In this future he evidently had 6 children, Parvati had 3 boys and Padma had 3 girls. They all had a mixture of both him and whichever was their mother.
"So how did it go?" Parvati asked.
"It was resolved. We estimate that in about 3 years we'll have all the rivers in India totally clean and free of impurities if all goes well, it just needs to be voted on, which I can't see there being any further issue with," He informed them.
"That's great," Padma said excitedly, "what about the desalinization project?"
"We'll have that done perhaps 5 years after that," he admitted.
"Who would have ever thought that our Harry would achieve so much?" Padma said proudly.
"I think that calls for a little celebration," Parvati answered seductively.
"Not in front of the kids," Padma reminded her sister.
"They really need to know that their mommies and daddy love each other," Parvati pointed out.
She gave him a kiss, causing several of the kids to groan or make nasty faces.
Parvati laughed and Padma gave him a kiss of her own.
"Well you get the kids first," Padma claimed.
"Not fair, I was the one who suggested it," Parvati complained.
"Come on Harry, let's go," Padma answered as she pulled on his arm.
Allowing her to lead him into the bedroom, he noticed that the bed was absolutely huge, which he supposed it needed to be as there were 3 people sleeping in it.
Padma began removing his clothes, leaving him naked before starting on herself.
As he watched her do it, he noticed her body.
Having spent the last 6 months with Hannah and in a world that was mostly fat, he considered her little more than skin and bones, although he knew that she wasn't really that thin. Thinner than Hermione but not as thin as Cho.
Her breasts were decent at about a D cup and she had a rather nice bum, slightly bigger than Cho but probably less firm.
Her hair was actually her most noticeable feature and covered up a great deal of her body in the back at a very long and thick kneelength.
Such super long hair hadn't really been his thing but the Harry here seemed to have grown to love it.
By now he was getting more accustomed to simply going with the flow and having sex even if it was his first time with the woman.
Padma began making out with him, and he kissed back.
She began moving her hands all over his body and grasped his erect penis.
At that moment Parvati came in.
"You're supposed to be watching the kids," Padma reminded her.
"Hitha is watching them," Parvati said as she began taking off her clothes.
She had the exact same body that Padma had, and she quickly moved over to touch the other side of him, grasping his bum.
His last wife Hannah had been content to let him do all of the work most of the time, but Parvati and Padma were quite the opposite.
He pretty much just let them take over, and when they wanted something, they directed him to do it.
By the time it was over, he had came he didn't know how many times and they were all thoroughly exhausted.
He wouldn't have guessed he had the stamina for two women but he was happily wrong, but just barely, having more parts of his body touched at the same time than he had ever had before.
The next morning he tiredly got ready for the day and then went to his own personal office at the British Embassy.
As he passed his staff, they all treated him with a great deal of respect and even a bit of awe as the governor had.
His personal secretary Reshma was waiting for him just outside his office.
"Ambassador," she said respectfully.
"Reshma if you wouldn't mind doing me a favor and looking up a few people back in Britain. I want to know about a Hermione Granger, possibly now Weasley, a Ron Weasley, a Ginny Weasley, a Cho Chang, and a Hannah Abbott."
"It might take me awhile to locate all of that information," Reshma answered.
"I can wait, but I still would like to get that information as soon as possible," he informed her.
"I'll get right on it," she said hurrying back to her desk.
Sitting down in his chair he started looking over various documents.
Desk work had never been his thing, he liked a lot more action. He had had to do a ton of it as head of the auror office back in the original timeline and always took as many opportunities as he could to get into the action.
He had gone from that job to magical researcher, and while rewarding, had also been somewhat boring, much like this job seemed to be.
As a quidditch player he had seen a lot more action and movement but it had been totally exhausting and required him to always remain totally fit and since after living in a world without the sport for 6 months, it really wasn't needed in society.
In truth however, he was still used to his last life as a taste tester. He could work his own hours and all he had to do was eat. It wasn't really needed either as anyone could have done it so it really didn't feel like he was making much of a difference.
It seemed he either had a boring job that actually made a difference or an unfulfilling but fun job.
In every career however he always seemed to occupy the spotlight, just like this one.
Maybe in his next future he'd end up as a muggle fireman or something, that would be an exciting but fulfilling job.
Just as he thought this however he reached inside his desk, he pulled out a pen or at least what appeared to be a pen.
As he pushed the top of it to open it however, a small beam popped out, hitting his desk and making a small hole in it.
Incredible! A magic pen.
Why would he have a magic pen?
Instantly information hit him.
Not only was he an ambassador, but apparently he was also a secret agent or a spy.
He wasn't sure if he had already known this but a lot of diplomats were also spies.
When he wondered just what kind of spy he was, he was actually working with both MI-5 and the Indian Intelligence service in order to help locate criminals and terrorists in the country, his unique position as a trusted ambassador helping to coordinate with both agencies.
While he had a great deal of knowledge regarding many of these activities, it was actually one of his former lives that gave him the information he next discovered.
Glancing down at his itinerary for the day, he realized just what day it was.
He usually seemed to go back in all his lives to sometime in June in the year 2013.
The date read June 20th and on that day he knew that there was going to be a major terrorist strike on Jimusha, India by a group of anarchists called the Hydrangea Initiative. Tens of thousands of people would die in a bomb blast.
Author's Note: Totally made up of course, just so no one freaks out. It's just a fictional story.
How it had failed to register until now was a mystery but he supposed it was because back in Britain and as a wizard it hadn't been too big of news. Being actually here in the country brought it all home.
"Reshma get Agent Pierce on the line," He yelled.
"Of course, can I ask why?" She asked.
"Tell them I've just received information on a probable terrorist strike," he informed her.
She looked shocked but quickly dialed the phone and he took the call.
It was certainly an interesting call to say the least, Agent Pierce could hardly believe he had received such information, especially since he was able to give an exact location, and time and received intel that none of them had received.
Several hours later he was informed gratefully that all of the members that he had mentioned had been caught and the bomb defused.
It had been an interesting yet fulfilling day and he had earned the thanks of many people in the government and at both agencies. As an ambassador with diplomatic immunity and having saved the day so to speak they didn't ask too many questions when he said an anonymous informant had tipped him off.
Perhaps this job might not be so bad after all.
When he came home, he found a strange older Indian woman there playing with the kids.
He'd learned by now not to simply ask who they were if he didn't know the person and instead let them reveal themselves.
"Welcome home Harry," Parvati said, going and kissing him.
"Welcome home Harry," Padma said right after and doing the same thing.
"You want to say hello to Harry Mother? Parvati asked turning to look at the older woman.
"I was merely too busy enjoying time with my grandchildren," the woman admitted as she turned around.
"Hello Lakshmi," Harry said, grateful that the name of Parvati and Padma's mother had come to him.
In all of his futures, meeting the parents-in-law had always been rather awkward for him.
"It seems you just keep giving me more grandchildren and the ones you already have just seem to get bigger and bigger," Lakshmi admitted.
"Well we try, we just can't seem to keep our hands off our Harry," Parvati grinned.
"When you girls told me you both wanted to marry the same man I about died. I was thinking how was any man ever going to support both my daughters, but Harry here appears to have done a fine job," she replied.
"Thank you," Harry answered.
"I figured that I would come over and watch the kids so that you 3 could go out on a date," she offered.
He liked this mother-in-law he decided.
"Well I don't have a problem with that if you are offering and you'll have Hitha to help you if you need it," Padma reminded her.
"I know how to handle kids, I raised you two didn't I?" She pointed out.
"That was just us two though, six is quite a bit different and they tend to be rather rambunctious," Parvati replied.
"Well let me know if either of you are expecting a number 7," Lakshmi asked.
"Don't worry we will mother, and no we aren't expecting to have any more just yet, but it would be 8, that's the rule, if one of us gets pregnant than the other does as well," Padma said.
"I don't even know how Harry does it, having to deal with not one but two pregnant women at the same time," Lakshmi responded.
"Why do you think we had to hire the help?" Parvati joked.
At the restaurant that they went to, the date was great but he kept getting a lot of weird stares when people realized that he was actually together with both of them.
Evidently not everyone seemed to share their appreciation for more than one wife. He learned that while polygamy was allowed here it was definitely frowned upon.
That night afterwards, they had yet another passion filled evening as his mother-in-law watched the kids.
The next morning as he came through into the embassy, Reshma his secretary informed him about what he had asked for.
"I did some digging and it didn't take long to find out that Hermione is actually married to Viktor Krum, the famous Quidditch player and Bulgarian wizard.
None of the other people working at the embassy even blinked when she used the words quidditch and wizard and he assumed that they all knew about magic here. Still it was interesting that in this future that Hermione was married to Krum.
More information immediately flooded his mind as he found out that as Parvati, in an effort to keep Hermione from falling for her boyfriend at the time, as she knew that he and Hermione were good friends and encouraged Hermione to continue her relationship with Krum.
It was apparently strong enough that it had led to Hermione marrying him.
Reshma continued on to mention that Cho married a muggle, the exact same muggle he had learned she married in the Hannah future, so no surprise there.
Ginny was still married to Neville and still lived in Germany.
Hannah had indeed committed suicide and was now dead.
"What about Ron?" Harry asked.
"This is where it gets interesting," she confessed, "I'm also sorry if he was once a friend of yours but apparently according to a couple of case files I found on him, Ron Weasley was arrested for attempted rape of Hermione Granger before her marriage to Viktor Krum. Ron in a fit of drunken rage tried to rape her when she refused to go out with him as she was already engaged to Viktor.
Fortunately Viktor got to him in time and stopped him. He served 7 years in prison before he was released only for him to be arrested yet again 2 months later for the rape of a muggle girl. He's now serving an additional 20 years."
It seemed in every single future he had visited his former friend Ron had ended up a really bad person. He was starting to wonder if he actually was very bad in his original life as well, and he just hadn't known it.
"Thanks Reshma," Harry said as he entered his office.
A couple of hours later however two men in business suits walked into his office.
"Mr. Potter?" one of the men said.
From his accent and complexion, he appeared to be British, and he guessed so was his comrade.
"Hello Ambassador Potter,
"What can I do for you?" He asked.
"We would first like to thank you personally for your efforts in stopping that attack yesterday. Your efforts saved many lives," one of them said.
His implicit knowledge told him these were MI-5 agents, Agent Pierce and Agent Mathison.
"Only doing my job," he answered.
"We've got another case coming up actually and we could really use your help on it," Agent Pierce admitted.
"I'd be happy to help," he confessed.
Maybe this job wouldn't be so bad after all, he thought.
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After that he found that his life turned out to be pretty cool, at least as far as he was concerned.
As a spy, he had the opportunity to really feel like he made a difference and bust terrorist organizations, smuggling rings, whatever it was and yet remain only a diplomat.
He even got to have pretty cool gadgets but come home every day to greet his two wives.
There were advantages and disadvantages to having two wives. First of all one of them was always up for sex while the other took care of the kids and he never lacked any company and as sisters he only had to deal with one mother in law.
The major problem however was simply keeping up with two women and make sure that they were both happy and satisfied in somewhat equal amounts. They weren't above jealousy unfortunately.
Whenever he got something for one of them, the other had to have one too.
He'd often had a fantasy of having multiple wives, sometimes as much of a dozen.
By now he had found that two was plenty. He couldn't dream of having more than that, he'd probably die of a heart attack from all exertion.
Still he grew to love both of them anyway and wouldn't dream of giving one of them up.
8 months later Destiny appeared and told him it was time to move on.
"Why would I want to leave? In this future I have not one but two equally beautiful wives? Why would I want to give that up for just 1? Unless you plan to give me three in the next one, but the problem is two already was a lot of work."
Destiny laughed and said, "Well this was a special case, none of the other futures involve more than one wife."
Darn. He had rather enjoyed having more than one, and had honestly gotten used to it.
"No offense but what one woman is going to be able to keep up with me after that?" He asked.
Destiny laughed again and answered with: "I put you with Parvati and Padma just so you'd be more prepared for this next one."
"Who would that be?" Harry asked.
"All in good time," she remarked, "first let's recap. You became part of a world where you had not one but two wives. While there were advantages to that, people also looked down on you and you had to move to India to be able to get married. You had to abandon pretty much all of your friends and people you knew back in Britain but as a result you got closer to your wives.
As far as your affect on the world however you ended up saving hundreds of thousands of lives as both a spy and a diplomat that brought safe borders and clean water to millions. What you failed to notice is that as nuclear weapons suddenly weren't as important to a now on friendly terms India and Pakistan, security of them slipped allowing a terrorist group to get their hands on one of them. The moment I pulled you out of this timeline a bomb explodes in New York City killing a million people."
It seemed no matter what he did or what future he went to, somebody always died even though others were saved.
"So who is this one woman that I needed two to be better prepared for?" Harry asked.
Destiny grinned and said, "Let's just say you're going to have a super good time."