… July 31, 1991
… 4 Privet Dr., Surrey, England
"We await your owl."
Harry looked at the letter in his hand with glee. He was finally about to return to the wizarding world. He had no idea what the state of the wizarding world was since the night Tom attacked his family. He knew the wizarding world still existed and it had obviously not come to the attention of the muggle world.
The quick reaction of Dumbledore and the wards that he had been able to discover over his house made it clear that it probably would not be wise to rock the boat too much until he had all his pieces in place. Discretion was key and he needed to have a better understanding of the world he was exiled from to make proper plans. The first step in that process would be a trip to Gringotts and the letter in his hand was the "cover" he needed for that trip.
His thoughts turned to his current life. There was a time when the idea of leaving Surrey and never coming back was his greatest wish but he had created some roots and was not sure what to do about them, especially the two biggest roots. Friendships come and go at his age and he could probably reduce his existing friendships to letters and Christmas cards but Nurse Justine Chambers and Karli Thompson had wormed their way into his heart and he was not eager to let them go. He sat in thought for almost thirty minutes before a smile appeared on his face.
…Nurse Justine Chamber's Apartment, Surrey, England
Justine Chambers looked at herself in the mirror. "What am I doing?" she thought to herself. There was no excuse for the outfit she was wearing. She was dressed in a parody of the uniform the students at her school had to wear.
The top was so tight that she could not cover her breasts even if she wanted to and it was not long enough to cover her belly button. It barely reached below the bottom of her breasts. She wore no bra and was proud that despite having large F cup breasts, they still easily paced the pencil test without surgical modification.
The skirt she wore didn't fully cover her ass and she completed the already slutty look with cotton socks that reached up to her thighs and a pair of mary-jane shoes with 5 inch heals on them. She ran her eyes up her legs and saw a hint of her tiny, low-rise bikini cut panties peaking below the hem of her skirt.
He had told her to dress sexy for him. He was coming to her home and she had jumped at the chance to wear this outfit for him. How had she fallen in love with an 11 year old? It was his birthday and this outfit was his present, well part of it.
She had lost count of the number of orgasms he had given her and he had not allowed her to give him one in return. She understood why he chose to do that but it had also caused her to desire him that much more. He had told her that he had crossed many sexual boundaries with his young girls but was saving his last first for her and tonight was to be the night. She felt her panties moisten at the thought.
The knock on her door made her jump. She opened the door to see the love of her life standing on the other side. He had blown all the size and weight charts out of the water. At 5'4" he was still shorter than her 5'6". He weighed 120 lbs. and had a runners build. It shouldn't be possible for a boy to be so gorgeous especially at his age but there he was.
She knew her relationship with him would end in disaster and probably prison. Things like this could not stay secret forever and when it came out everyone would see her as the predator she knew she was and him as the victim. She would go happily living the rest of her retched life with nothing but the phantoms of the many orgasms he had given her as comfort.
She was drawn out of her thoughts when he kissed her and pushed her back into her flat. "It is unfair for you to look so delicious and distracting when I want to talk to you" he said. She loved when he said things like that to her. He always made her feel both loved and desired. She stepped into him and kissed him with equal passion.
She upped the ante by trailing kisses from his lips to his neck. He stepped away from her and looked her in the eyes. His eyes matched the desire and passion that she was feeling but he closed his eyes and took a deep breath before saying "Don't worry I will ravish you tonight but first I want to tell you something." His words caused her already damp panties to receive another deposit of her juices.
…Nurse Justine Chamber's Apartment, Surrey, England (45 Minutes Later)
Harry watched the woman read the letter again. She was truly gorgeous sitting on her bar stool. He wondered if she knew she was flashing her panties at him or if she was aware that another button had come undone under the strain of her large breasts. He came back to himself as she looked at him. He had told her everything and now that she knew of his powers, she seemed relieved.
He supposed being a magically mature 11 year old with "sex-god" powers as she called it had eased her guilt at having an affair with him. Now she was pondering his offer. He thought it was a brilliant plan. He would have her assume guardianship of him in the muggle world. He doubted his relatives would have a problem with it. In the magical world he would have the House of Potter adopt her as a concubine.
Other than the obvious connotations, the position was one a muggle could legally hold in a magical House and would also allow her to be his magical guardian as the Family Magic would aid her in protecting him. It was old enough magical law that no one could stand against it. No one had thought to close the loop hole as none of the authors of the rule could ever imagine a family trusting a muggle to be anything more than a sexual plaything for a pureblood heir.
That she would actually be his sexual plaything just made the whole thing more iron clad. She would not have to leave the muggle world but would be protected against their relationship being found out. And if they were found out and the situation became untenable, she could find sanctuary in the wizard world and they would be free to continue their lives together.
Justine's mind was blown. He had started this night by telling her how much he cared for her. Not only as a lover but as a friend and confidant. Anyone who found out about their relationship especially with the way she was dressed would think that it was just sexual, but it wasn't. She was not just a lover but something of a big sister figure in his life.
They would talk and she would give him advice and be a sounding board for his concerns and answer his questions and help to repair the minor insecurities still left from the Dursley's treatment. She knew that she loved Harry as much as he loved her and she had already decided that she would follow him into this rabbit hole. She was even happy with the existence of magic as it explained how she could find herself in love with a preteen.
While not overly surprised by the existence of magic, she was oddly freaked out by the discovery that the boy was apparently part of the magical peerage. She giggled at the thought that she would be a trusted member of a Duchy. As a proper English girl, she had grown up with dreams of being made a princess by some prince and now she was being offered the restricted 18 version.
Justine Chambers giggled at her image in the mirror. Harry had definitely kept his promise to ravish her. But she had given as good as she had got. A year of pent up desire to give him the same pleasure he had been giving her had turned her into an animal. She was amazed that Harry had the stamina and energy to keep up with the release of all her frustrations. He had taken her again this morning when they woke up forever cementing in her mind that she was his and his alone.
She sat at her kitchen table and found that her "boyfriend?"; no, her "master", had made breakfast. It was light with lots of fruits and was delicious. "You've already ruined me for all other men, being more perfect is overkill now". She had said with a smile and Harry smiled back her. As she brought her tea to her lips he replied. "You are my concubine and I treat my property well". He had said it with the same calm smile she had used but the words made her snort into her tea. Her body hummed with a satisfied soreness in acknowledgement of the truth of his words.
After breakfast, Harry explained the rest of his plan. It was insane and ambitious and a little bit evil, but she loved it. He had already approached his relatives about signing over guardianship to her. They knew about the magical world and during the confrontation Harry was able to confirm that his treatment was due to a hatred of magic because of a deep well of jealousy of all it had offered Lily, though Petunia had not admitted that directly.
Using a little bit of the "carrot" Harry had promised that once he got his house in order that he would aid them in moving out of the neighborhood to a place where they could build a new reputation. Vernon had not known of the wealth of the Potters but Petunia did and was able to convince Vernon that Harry's inheritance was more than enough for him to keep his promise
When Vernon suggested they keep the guardianship to gain access to Harry's wealth, it was Petunia who informed him that they only had guardianship of him in the "normal" world where Harry was dirt poor.
Despite all involved being agreeable, bureaucracies could not be tamed and many forms had to be signed in triplicate and filed at many agencies. And after all that it would still take half a year to be finalized. Harry would be completing all the leg work before leaving for Hogwarts but did not mind as the size of the effort made it virtually impossible for someone (likely Dumbledore) to undo it.
Setting Justine up in the magical world as a concubine and his magical guardian would not take as long but would still not be completed before the end of summer as the wizarding world had discovered that paperwork had a magic all its own.
With the situation with Justine settled, the conversation turned to Karli. His plan for her was much more sinister. He intended to kidnap her. He planned to use Dumbledore's manipulations against the man to get what he wanted and still protect his own image.
By leaving him in the muggle world and only giving him one letter, he was operating under the guise that he did not know the statute of secrecy and thus told his closest friend and the adult whom he trusted most. The thought of being separated from his best friend would cause a burst of accidental magic that would bind her to him.
In reality, he would use the original version of the ritual that Tom had modified to create the dark mark. It was an Ottoman ritual and had two forms. One for slaves that couldn't be trusted and one for slaves that could.
The first version would force compliance and allow the master to punish the slave through the binding. The second version would allow master and slave to share magic and was based on trust and mutual love. Tom had been able to get the power sharing and punishment into one ritual and had tweaked it further so that he could draw power from his followers and not the other way.
Harry knew that Karli wanted to be with him and even though she didn't understand the full repercussions of being his slave, the magic would still accept her acceptance when the ritual probed her for her choice. He had probed her mind with some legilimency and found her devotion to him pleasing.
Once the "accidental" ritual was completed, the rest of her family would have to be brought into the secret of magic and the House of Potter would pay a penalty for the binding as well as the cost for his new "slave". Her family would no doubt be outraged but he would use his charm to calm ruffled feathers and then take his slave with him to Hogwarts. Living in a magic castle would definitely make his Karli happy.
Justine knew she should be more bothered by Harry's plan to kidnap a 13 year old girl from her family but she couldn't muster the outrage. Even as Harry explained his intention to allow her regular access to her family and to continue her education, she found she didn't particularly care. It was honorable for him to do those things but in her mind Harry was her master as well and she had no desire to deny him any of his desires.
Karli came over in the afternoon, her parents thinking she was spending a summer day with friends and Harry explained what was happening. He told her of his letter and his excitement and that he had a plan to bring her to magic school with him.
She would just have to pretend like she was really unhappy he was leaving her when he came to her house at the end of the week to make the plan work. She looked at him and told him that she wouldn't have to act because the thought that his plan might not work was already terrifying to her. Harry smiled at her and gave her a long soft kiss that always made her feel amazing.
Harry and Justine left for London the next morning to execute the first part of the plan. Justine would pretend to be the parent of a muggleborn and get them to Gringotts were Harry would re-open the House of Potter. It is said that no plan survives first contact with the enemy and Harry learned how true that was when he and Justine entered the Leaky Cauldron. He had learned to love the scar on his head as it had given his face which was almost feminine in its perfection some much needed grisliness. It had also looked much cooler since the night the protection ritual had extracted the Hurcrux.
So three steps into the run down pub, the boy who looked like the perfect combination of James and Lily Potter, walking with all the confidence and swagger of a member of royalty, with the most famous scar in all of magical Europe proudly displayed on his head, was instantly recognized and a spontaneous cheer came up from the crowd.
The way he carried himself with a beautiful woman trailing behind him kept people at bay and even though a brave few reached out and touched him as he walked by most just bowed and curtsied at the young heir and hero. Harry was extremely confused but knew enough of politics to not show it so instead approached the barman.
"Excuse me sir, I am re-entering the wizarding world today, can you please open the arch for me." Harry had so far acted as the perfect "Boy-Who-Lived" and Tom felt a surge of pride that he had been chosen to offer this service. He stood tall and proud and said "Of course sir, right this way".
He smiled at the looks of jealousy that some of the other patrons were giving him. In the courtyard he drew his wand and tapped a series of bricks and the archway to the alley opened. Harry smiled and thanked the man, who accepted the thanks and ran back to the bar to tell everyone the Boy-Who-Lived had thanked him and even shaken his hand.
Harry turned to Justine who was looking around in wonder and smiled. The sight was indeed amazing and he silently thanked Gwilym for denying him knowledge of what Diagon Alley looked like so as to give him an unbiased first view at the magical world. He felt the beast give a rumbling chuckle in his mind in response to his thought. He grabbed Justine's hand and made a beeline to the giant white marble building that was Gringotts.
He could not keep the shock off of his face when he saw the goblin guards standing at the front of the bank. They were short, maybe 4' tall, but they looked fierce and very dangerous. They had unnaturally long fingers that seemed to have three joints after the knuckle as opposed to his two. Their arm and legs were thick as if muscled but with none of the definition you would see on a human.
As they passed the guards and entered the bank he noticed that while the guards dressed in armor plating with intricate designs on them, the bankers dressed in tunics that reminded Harry of the Renaissance era. He did notice that every goblin wore a long dagger at their waste.
He dragged Justine to the que and smiled as it was clear that her brain was having trouble keeping up with all the sights and sounds. As was the case for their entire time in Diagon Alley their presence inspired whispers and pointing, though the bank's atmosphere seem to keep people from trying to approach him. The people in front of him practical fled to other ques and allowed Harry and Justine to walk up to the teller's high desk.
"Good day, I would like to speak to the account manager for House Potter". The goblin looked at the young man in front of him who looked like he had been plucked from the imagination of every wizard child that had ever read a Harry Potter book. "Wait in the reception area until you are called" the goblin said pointing to area to side of the bank with some chairs.
Harry thanked the gobbling and strode over to area indicated. He and Justine had barely arrived before a set of double doors opened and a goblin called for them to follow. They were led to an office with a plaque written in a language Harry recognized as gobbledygook but could not read. As he entered the office a goblin rose to greet them and said "Welcome, Lord Potter, what do you require?" Harry smiled, the goblins were famous for gruffness. He replied "I wish to re-open the House of Potter."
