Chapter 6
Lavender
"You next end up with Lavender Brown," Destiny said.
Unlike the other girls before then, he could totally see him and Lavender getting together. Not because they had ever had a relationship or been close but simply because Lavender had widely been regarded as the school slut.
She'd do just about anything and anyone that could be classified as even remotely human. It hadn't mattered if they were muggleborn, pureblood or even which gender they were, it hadn't really mattered to her.
Lavender had come onto him quite a few times but he had always rejected her and never gave her the time of day.
However it would be easy for him to believe that in some future he had actually accepted one of her offers.
What did surprise him however would be that she would actually settled down with him.
"In this future during 5th year you were stressed and fed up with Umbridge and everyone accusing you of being crazy or a liar for saying Voldemort was back and so Lavender offered to help you feel better," Destiny told him, "you had a wild couple of weeks until Lavender decided that it would be more fun to get other people involved and have a rather open relationship. Lavender realized that in spite of everything you were still judged quite a catch and so she started hooking you up with other girls to have threesomes and moresomes with.
You came to enjoy it so much that you became a stud and just as sex crazed as her, doing any girl that you could get.
During a night of hot passion with you, Lavender, and all the female members of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, Lavender expressed the desire to be able to do this all the time.
That led to giving you both the idea to create a potion that would give you that. Not only unquenchable sexual desire but also give you both the power to be irresistible to anyone you took a fancy to.
The resulting potion gave you what you wanted but with the result of your control over people being far more powerful than you intended.
Anything you asked of anyone they were forced to do, no matter how extreme. Lavender convinced you to take control of the earth to make it a better world as no one could resist either of you.
After becoming king and queen of the earth, you ended all wars, all civil unrest where nothing but peace could reign as a utopian society.
Family restrictions were done away with as you encouraged everyone to freely engage in sexual activity after getting the world's scientists together to create cures for sexually transmitted diseases.
People were re-engineered to only get pregnant when they wanted to.
They even developed a way to stop the aging process, allowing a person to appear young for a hundred years before dying."
Harry was amazed at such a world, trying to even fathom what it would actually be like. No wars, no aging?
Before he could even really think about it though, there was a flash and he got to experience it first hand.
He awoke on a huge bed to find himself in a bed surrounded by naked women.
Obviously this would be any guy's fantasy but for him it was more than a little disconcerting.
First of all he didn't even recognize any of them.
"What's the matter Harry?" a redheaded young woman asked as she tried to pull him back down, "you want some more?"
He was admittedly very turned on by this display, but he couldn't think this, not right now, he needed to find out just what was going on.
"Where is Lavender?" Harry asked.
"Lavender is all the way in her own sex chamber, but you're still here," a hispanic young woman said as she grasped his arm.
As he glanced around, all of the women were either asleep or totally focused on him with glazed over eyes. It seemed all they could really think about was him and sex.
Noticing that he was naked, he got up from the bed and scrambled to look for some clothes.
"Where are my clothes?" He asked.
"You never wear clothes, my lord. Why would you ever need clothes? They would only get in the way," the redhead claimed.
Grabbing up a pillow to cover his junk as best he could, he left the bedroom only to find a hallway filled with various women, also totally naked and many of which involved in sexual relations with each other.
This world was seriously messed up, even though strangely erotic.
Moving from room to room, he desperately tried to find Lavender, but the place was huge, it really was more like a palace, which he supposed he could understand if he really was king of the earth.
After trying what seemed like one thousand doors and finding countless displays of naked women currently engaged in certain activities, he finally located Lavender.
She was currently getting rammed by the first male he had seen as he pounded into her and she screamed in ecstasy.
Also on her bed was 2 other men and 5 women, all appearing to be totally focused on Lavender.
"Lavender can I talk to you?" Harry demanded, not even caring if he was interrupting.
"Just a second Harry, oooh yeah," Lavender said as the man came inside her.
After he finished and pulled out, Lavender turned and asked, "What do you need?"
"I want to know what on earth is going on. How come I don't have any clothes, and how come we have a house full of sex starved women?" He asked.
By this point, he didn't even care if this was highly suspicious to ask this. He needed to know just what was going on and fast. He knew he could very easily be sucked into this world and become just like the rest of them.
"Don't you like it like this? Never ending and insatiable sex, and everyone forced to do our bidding? Isn't that what we've always wanted?" Lavender asked.
"These people don't seem to have any control, their practically mind slaves without the ability to really think," he answered, "I don't care how happy everyone might appear to be, taking away someone's agency or ability to think is not what I would ever want."
"Is this because you aren't satisfied with the girls I sent over? I could send new ones, any you would like. You want some nice busty redheads? Or perhaps some cute blondes? Maybe a bit more kinky with some veela or some centaur girls?" Lavender suggested.
"This isn't a world I could ever enjoy. I want real love, like the love I've had with Hermione, or Cho, or Hannah, or Parvati and Padma, or Su not uncontrollable lust for women I don't really even know," Harry claimed.
Lavender grinned.
"Then I'll send all of those girls that you just suggested over so that you can "have real love," Lavender replied, as if what they were doing really was real love.
He was about to shake his head, but then decided against it. Once he talked with each of his previous wives, perhaps he could make a little sense of this. They were certainly all smart enough to help him.
When it came to knowledge that Destiny had given him for this future, the only thing he did know was that the more he indulged in sexual activity, the more lost he would become, not as much as all the women around him, but enough that all he would ever want and crave would be sex. He'd never truly have a real relationship, just a never ending stream of women that he didn't really know.
Yet when he got back to his bedroom, which admittedly took awhile as he couldn't remember exactly where it had been, he found all of his previous wives already there, all in a state of undress.
"Ooh we're so glad you asked for us Harry," Cho said seductively as she moved closer and kissed him.
All of the girls began kissing him and it felt so good, he had missed many of them, missed their touch...
No, snap out of it, he told himself, he needed to talk to them.
"I need to talk to you," he tried to tell them.
"Why would we ever need to talk?" Parvati asked.
"Hermione what about books, can't we at least talk about books? You love books," he asked.
"The only thing I need to read is your body," Hermione claimed as she moved a hand down his body.
As he looked into her eyes, he noticed that she also had glazed over eyes, she wasn't the Hermione he loved anymore and he had no way of breaking her out of her trance.
Padma grabbed his cock and began to slowly guide it inside of her entrance.
He really wanted this...
No, he couldn't, not like this, this wasn't the Padma he knew...
Finally he ended up giving in.
He did all of them, not once but multiple times, and not surprisingly he never ran out of cum and was continually hard.
Yet when it was all over, and all his previous wives lay there exhausted, all he wanted was more sex.
Finding some other girls out in the hallway, he took them in and did them too.
As the days and weeks rolled by, he felt like he was in a sex crazed daze all the time, as he did countless women. He didn't even know most of them, and he quickly tired of them anyway to be replaced by new ones.
Even the women that he loved and would have happily spent his life with was no longer enough for him and they were quickly cast aside as he searched for evermore newer exploits. He found that whoever he wanted, he could simply ask for and they would be brought to him immediately.
By then he had almost completely lost it by now, or even really what he was even doing there, but it turned out that just one single seed of his consciousness still remained.
He had just gotten done with Gabrielle Delacour.
He had had a craving for veela at the moment, and veela he had found to have much more energy, and were able to hold out and last longer before begging for him to finish inside them. He suspected that it was because as veela they had more experience handling something like this.
As he lay there with her, she asked, "Harry do you think we could ever truly love each other?"
The question caught him completely off guard, most of the women he was with didn't even bother to speak and when they did it usually wasn't too complex.
Her statement was the first truly profound thing he had ever heard in this world.
"I'm not sure," he finally answered.
"I was just thinking," she said, "this is great and all, but I just can't help but want some real romance. I wish I could really get to know you and you know me and see if we really could truly love each other. When I was a little girl, I had a major crush on you and I would always dream of what life would be like with you, but I just don't see how that would ever be possible now."
As he thought about it, he realized this was true. With him constantly having sex with various women, it left no real room for any relationships. Most of the women weren't even themselves enough to really even think about this.
Many guys would have considered this the ultimate fantasy, but it wasn't his fantasy, it never would be.
He had only been here this long because he had lost control and couldn't think about anything else, but Gabrielle's quiet statement got to him.
He knew that he would never be able to love any of these women, even the women that he had loved but now only saw as sex objects. Even Lavender, he knew did not truly love him and he did not love her, nor could ever love her.
While he never would have thought of it until now, he genuinely wanted to know if he really could ever love Gabrielle, not in this world where real love seemed unattainable, but in a different one where he could concentrate on her, and just her. It was worth a shot anyway, and would, despite having everything a man could ever want here, be exactly what he truly wanted.
Before he ended up giving in again to the temptations this world provided, he said loudly hoping Destiny heard, "This is not the world I will love best, nor is Lavender my one true love. This is not the destiny I choose."
Immediately there was a flash of light and he found himself in front of Destiny.
"I'm proud of you Harry for managing to figure that out and actually do that," Destiny told him.
"Once I finally came to my senses again, I knew that that was not the world for me, nor should it be the world that anyone should have to live in. I could have any woman I wanted, I could have anything I wanted, but I would never be truly satisfied, not in a million years, and in that state I could never truly love someone, lust after them yes, but it would always only be fleeting."
"So what do you want Harry?" Destiny asked him.
"I want to truly get to know someone and find out if I truly love them or not. Spend time with them, live life with them, experience the good, the bad, and the ugly together. Love is not just lust, there are many elements to that, I see that now," he admitted, "it took a small French girl to show me that, and I really would like to know if there is a world or a future that I could be with her and truly love her."
Destiny smiled and said, "there is."
Author's Note: Short chapter I know, but I really didn't want to spend anymore time in that world, nor was it really necessary. This chapter being written at all I still deem to be necessary, however. It's something that Harry really needed to learn, and showed him what love truly is. It isn't just sex, or being with the most beautiful girl, it is about a real relationship, real love that extends to just simply enjoying spending time with them, to make them happy, to come home exhausted after work, but find that his wife is equally exhausted and despite being tired, help her with whatever she needs. Real love requires effort.
Dating and having a good time is all well and good, but by now Harry is looking to settle down and decide who he really wants to spend the rest of his life with.
Obviously the next chapter is about Gabrielle and of course it's 15 years in the future, where the age difference between them wouldn't be such a big deal.