Chapter Ten: The Boy-Who-Scored.
Harry slipped away from the chaos. He loved it when a plan came together, even if he didn't expect one came together on this day. Regardless, Harry, Kara, Fleur, and Nym left the grounds of the school. The last they heard Crouch ranted like a madman about how Voldemort would return.
"You know, did any of you have the heart to tell him Voldemort just bit the big one?" Kara asked. She turned to Harry. "So, how are you feeling after what happened?"
Harry thought long and hard, Kara raised a good question. Exactly how did he feel after what happened? A long and hard thought passed through Harry's mind before he turned towards his Alpha with a smile on his face.
"You know something," Harry said. Everyone paused long enough to understand Harry's rhetorical question. If nothing else, I feel much better….and just think, all it took was a super-charged kiss to expel it from my brain."
"If you didn't say it, I wouldn't believe it," Nym said. She realized something in less than an instant. Horror dawned in the mind of the young Auror as she turned to Harry. "You know, I didn't want to say anything but….you mean to tell me, this entire time, you had a piece of Voldemort inside your head."
Harry shuddered at the implied double meaning of having a piece of Voldemort inside his body. The scary thing, as Harry saw it, ended up being, someone, somewhere might get off at such a thought of a part of a Dark Lord being inside him. Harry didn't mean to judge, there happened to be all sorts.
"Yes, in a matter of speaking," Harry said. Kara's eyes raked up in and down the dull line which Harry's scar once laid. "It's gone, isn't it?"
Kara touched a hand to Harry's forehead. The scar lingered because of the curse. The young woman ran her finger down it, circling around it. Kara retracted her finger from his forehead and frowned for the longest moment.
"Gone, all of the magic faded," Kara said. Sudden realization dawned upon her, almost faster than a speeding bullet. A gut punch would cause Kara less discomfort than the thought which crept in her mind. "Dumbledore knew and he almost admitted it a year ago…remember?"
Harry frowned and he recalled. Talk about the most backhanded way to admit something. Harry preoccupied himself so much with the disaster in the Chamber pretty much what Dumbledore said flew over his head. Dumbledore spoke in double-speak and riddles, like the politician Harry assumed he was meant to be.
"I got here as soon as I received Kara's message, are you alright?"
Diana arrived at the table, walking towards Harry. Harry rose to his feet and stared the Amazon Princess in her dazzling eyes. Maxima walked towards her.
"When I heard you had been abducted, I assumed the worst, but I see you're alright," Maxima said. Maxima leaned towards him. "The mark on your forehead, it's almost gone."
"Yes," Harry said, touching his unblemished forehead. "And yes, Diana, I'm fine….if anything, I'm better now, the piece of Voldemort's soul had been removed from my forehead."
A long moment passed and Diana leaned back in the chair.
"You…you had a piece of his soul in you…and no one detected it," Diana said. The Amazon Princess's desire to protect from injustice rocketed to an entirely new level. While she knew Harry could take care of himself, it just meant the threats after him would be more dangerous.
'And there's the problem with being a hero,' the Amazon princess thought. 'The better you become, the more dangerous the threats after you become.'
"Well, I wouldn't say no one detected it," Harry said. The young man offered Diana a drink. The Amazon took it into her hands and swallowed the entire drink it a handful of gulps. Kara pulled out a chair next to her so Diana could sit down. Maxima took a position between Fleur and Nym, just across from Harry.
"What do you mean?" Maxima asked.
"Dumbledore knew it," Kara said. "Or at least he suspected it….I'm not sure what was wrong with the man."
Diana leaned her head back for a moment and looked to the ceiling. The woman murmured something underneath her breath.
"Diana, what would your mother think if she heard you using those words?" Kara asked in a mock reprimand.
"Who do you think taught me them?" Diana asked, which caused both Fleur and Nym to break out into laughter.
Hera help her, but it was a good thing Dumbledore died, because if he wasn't dead, Diana would have killed him, no questions about it. The Amazon rarely thought of such vengeful manners, but something about the old man rubbed her the wrong way.
"And Fleur, this is Diana, Diana, this is Fleur, Fleur is a Princess of the Veelas, and Diana is the Princess of the Amazons," Harry said. "I don't think you two have been properly acquainted."
"Well, now we're together in Harry's collective, I'm sure we'll spend plenty of time getting acquainted, "Fleur said.
Diana smiled at the young princess and took a few moments her beauty. More than just physical looks, which were stunning, the air of confidence she carried herself in, like nothing anyone thought mattered to her made Fleur attractive. Some might confuse it for arrogance of being standoffish, but Diana disagreed.
"Only Harry could unite some many strong women," Nym said to Kara.
"Well, he's about to add another one," Kara said. She turned to Harry. "I think it's time to bring Kori in on things."
"Really, I thought along the same lines," Harry said. Kara tried not to look too smug, with Harry reaching forward. "Great minds think alike, don't they?"
"Pretty much, yes," Kara said. She brimmed with excitement. "I think if you were around when I ran into her in Metropolis, she might have jumped you in the street. Hell, I'm surprised she didn't jump me in the street."
"The Tamarian is in heat," Maxima said. She flashed a smile at her soon to be husband. Once she passed the trials Kara set before her to prove her worthiness, Maxima would be able to join the collective of the most perfect man in the universe. "I wish you luck, but I feel at the same time, I should be wishing her luck."
Harry smiled, he thought luck might be pushing things.
"If it was anything else other than Harry, I'd be worried," Diana said. She brushed a lock of hair out of her eyes. "But, with Harry, I think he should be able to dominate her."
"And are you going to unleash him on your sisters?" Kara asked, with a teasing smile.
All Diana did as a result of this question would be to respond with a smile and a wink which caused Kara's mind to run wild. Kara locked eyes with Harry and the young man responded by looking back with a flicker of a knowing look in his face. The Girl of Steel wondered if Harry and Diana discussed such a thing. Kara wouldn't really be surprised if they did.
"You are off the subject, what about the shade in your scar?" Diana asked.
"It's gone, all gone, but naturally….I have to get it looked at to make sure it's all gone," Harry said. He reached towards her and grabbed Diana's hand. "By all rights and purposes, having such a dark component in me, I should be dead, or at least brain dead."
Diana frowned at the words Harry spoke. She thanked Hera and pretty much every single goddess Harry happened to be much stronger than most. She always noticed something stronger with Harry than normal. The strength increased the moment the young sorcerer passed his second magical maturity, and became an adult as far as the mundane world could be concerned for all intents and purposes.
Now the shade disappeared from his body, Diana wondered about Harry's potential. She shuddered to think about it.
"I received abilities from Voldemort, and….by the rights of conquest, I should still have them," Harry said.
Kara folded her arms, if Harry lost the Parseltongue ability, it would be a sad day. Then again, they couldn't determine just yet whether or not his Parseltongue abilities had been hereditary, or had been inherited from Riddle.
Daphne Greengrass waited for a proper moment to meet Harry. Classes ended on Wednesday, and the latest news hit the Daily Prophet with an intense buzz. Normally, Daphne couldn't take the Prophet with any more than a grain of salt. Ever since Harry purchased the Prophet, Daphne and others looked at the Prophet a tad bit more closely. She shifted her arms underneath her chest for a long second.
"You do now how to make an impact," Daphne said. Harry turned up to meet her. "Moody was a supposed Death Eater in disguise and….you were telling the truth after you said Pettigrew was alive last year."
"And Snape tried to discredit me yet again," Harry said. He didn't seem too surprised.
"Are you going to bury Snape alive?" Daphne asked. Harry leaned forward and grabbed Daphne's hand gently.
"Why would I even bother burying Snape alive?" Harry asked. He lead Daphne into a side room by the hand. Daphne followed him.
The pureblood heiress, even if she hated such a label, made her way next to Harry. Harry sat down next to him.
"There's going to be a trial for Sirius Black," Daphne said. She knew Harry already knew, but Daphne more was thinking out loud more than anything."After the first of the year and Crouch's head is going to roll….both of them come to think of it, but an older one."
"Crouch's trial will be an interesting one," Harry said.
If one asked Harry for his opinion, the young man thought Crouch deserved to spend the rest of his days inside of Azkaban, like Sirius did.
"Well, Black must have been strong if he didn't go insane after spending almost twelve years in Azkaban in the high security ward," Daphne said. From what she heard, many people succumbed to the Dementors after less than six months at moderate security, with only limited exposure. Dementors swarmed Black's cell every day of the day. "Unless he had something else up his sleeve, although I don't know what."
Harry answered with a smile.
"I'm sure a smart girl like yourself might figure it out, because the Ministry certainly didn't," Harry said.
Daphne understood his words as a bit of a challenge. She always thought herself as smarter than the Ministry of Magic. Granted, she didn't see being smarter than your average Ministry employee.
"So, what are you going to do about this Yule Ball thing?" Daphne asked. "I know you know about it."
"I'm going to hold my own little holiday get together outside of the school," Harry said. She nodded in response. "Your invited, and bring your sister along if she wants to come."
"I'm sure my sister is counting down the days until her fourteenth birthday, because she wants to make a play for you," Daphne said.
"Her and about half of the other girls in this school?" Harry asked.
Daphne snorted in a very un-lady like manner. She didn't really mean to, because she should be a bit more sophisticated.
"Only half?" Daphne asked.
"You sound like Kara," Harry said.
"Well, she has a point," Daphne said. She leaned towards Harry and almost kissed him, but pulled back for a moment.
Harry noticed Daphne held herself back from jumping into the relationship. Given the culture she grew up in, the pureblood culture, Harry understood. It took him a while before he became comfortable with others. Daphne didn't really have friends, only contacts. She got along with a few girls in her year, but it was all political.
"Talk to Nym, so you can make arrangements for me to cash in on the debt," Harry said.
"Oh, you want to?" Daphne asked.
"I understand you're nervous," Harry said.
Daphne almost protested she wasn't nervous. For a second, until Harry's mouth pressed over hers. The long kiss caused Daphne's mind to go to some wonderful places.
The young man pulled away from Daphne and while she wished the kiss could go for a long time, a part of her experienced a small level of relief he pulled away from her. She reached up and touched her lips.
"Don't be," Harry said. He leaned closer towards her with a smile crossing his face. "Don't be nervous."
"I'm not nervous," Daphne said. The tension spreading through her body spoke to the contrary, but Daphne refused to back off. "I guess I'll talk to you later….and yes, I'll attend your little holiday get together."
Harry smiled, he figured she would, all Daphne needed was one little nudge in the right direction to get the ball rolling. The young man rose to his feet and departed, because he had a fair amount of work to do.
X-X-X
Amelia Bones thought she would be putting in some serious overtime, but she had no idea. The woman made her way out to the hallway, where Harry and Kara waited for her.
"Crouch, both of them, have been detained," Amelia said. "And Pettigrew as well….we have him in a holding cell, with an anti-Animagus ward and also guards for his own protection."
"Fudge wanted to sweep this under the rug, didn't he?" Harry asked. "Give Pettigrew the kiss, and just not acknowledge his mistakes."
"But a little article from Rita Skeeter prevented him from doing so," Kara said. She looked thoughtful. "As much as I hate to say it, Fudge could have easily spun this in his favor if he would have thought about it."
Amelia looked at both of them realizing how big of a leap it would be for Fudge to use some common sense. The man had a skilled press team for a reason, to make sure he didn't say anything which would embarrass the rest of the reason. The last month had not been favorable for Fudge. The moment Dumbledore died, he started to look like the emperor with no clothes. Lucius falling allowed for a second big blow.
"There's the problem with Sirius Black," Amelia said. "A man cannot be brought to trial, if a man….cannot be found in time for his trial."
"Andromeda mentioned we're going to need reassurance someone won't cause the Dementors to kiss him on sight, didn't she?" Harry asked.
A long moment followed where Amelia paused and nodded. Andromeda mentioned about as much when they talked together.
"It could be a problem," Amelia said. She looked towards Harry with a testy expression. "It is almost like you're implying you knew where Sirius Black was this entire time."
"I don't," Harry said. "If I had been in contact with Sirius, he would have been smart enough not to put where in any letter. Any hint could have been intercepted."
"Yes," Amelia said.
"Of course, if the Ministry couldn't find Sirius Black with an owl, it's their own fault, isn't it?" Kara asked.
A long pause followed and Amelia realized something. Could they have used an owl to track Sirius Black? The easiest solutions looked to be the most insane.
"By the first of the year, I will arrange for a trial to happen for Black, and Pettigrew as well," Amelia said. The Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement had a lot of her work cut out for, especially arranging round the clock protection. "If Nymphadora Tonks, or another Auror, could find Sirius Black and bring him in, I can ensure Fudge doesn't muddle it."
Harry smiled. Despite the fact Harry had a thought Fudge had more things on his plate due to facing an inquiry, he didn't want to take any chances. Sirius deserved his day to trial.
"I just need you to sign off on your official witness statements," Amelia said. "Take your time to read them over, and make sure everything is in order."
Harry and Kara took the witness statements into their hands and took some time reading them over. Harry's entire testimony from the time the imposter Moody tricked him with a Portkey up until when Pettigrew attacked him the graveyard.
"Speaking of which, how is Moody?" Harry asked.
"He's recovering in St. Mungos," Amelia said. "He doesn't want to be here, but we insisted he spent some time there."
Spending a short amount of time, even three months, held captive in someone's own trunk did not do wonders for a person's psyche. Given how Moody ended up being pretty messed up in the first place, Harry could only guess how messed up he ended up being now.
"I trust everything is in order," Amelia said.
"Yes, everything is in order," Harry said. He turned towards Kara. "So, are you ready to go?"
"You have your date with the princess, don't you?" Kara asked.
"Yes, I promised Kori, I would meet her," Harry said. "See you later, Madam Bones…let me know if anything comes up regarding Sirius Black."
"You'll be the first to know, Mr. Potter," Amelia said
Harry and Kara departed from the office. If Sirius could be secured, his trial, his first trial would be settled for the first of the year.
"Talk to Nym for me, I have an idea," Harry said. The young man paused and amended his statement. "Well to be fair, Amelia had the idea."
"It's almost like she gave us the perfect opening," Kara said. "Well, I'm sure it should be no problem getting Nym involved….and we should likely get Sirius involved….and you really do know exactly where he is, don't you?"
Harry took a long moment to think and turned around to Kara. The knowing smile crossing his face gave Kara all of the information she needed to know.
"Talk to her, I need to head off," Harry said. "Late for a very important date."
"I echo Maxima, and wish you luck," Kara said. She flipped her hair back out of her face. "Even though I know you won't need it."
Kara leaned towards Harry and brushed her lips against his. The two of them parted their ways.
Kori tried not to bounce up and down too fast, but she finally scored the date she wanted, and it was merely just a formality for what she really wanted.
'Don't want to go too fast…even if I do want to go really fast,' Kori thought. She waited too long for this moment to have it messed up now. The young woman ran through several thoughts in her mind. 'Okay, Kori, nice and easy….keep it cool, don't worry, everything will be fine….don't panic, no one likes it when someone panics.'
Despite the coolness of her thoughts, Kori really did start to panic.
"Hey, Kori, it's been a long time."
Kori grinned and threw herself at Harry before throwing her arms around him with a nice hug. She pressed her sexy body against his, her large breasts smashing against his muscular chest. The only barrier between the two of them touching happened to be their clothes.
"It's been a long time, it's been too long," Kori said. She managed to lead Harry over past the table, to the couch. "It's a shame Kara couldn't be here….but I guess it makes sense…because she wants to give us some time to catch up, doesn't she?"
Kori spoke in an really excited tone. Harry sat down on the couch and Kori sat down next to him. The Princess of Tamaran flashed a smile and a grin towards Harry.
"So, the tournament you were entered in….well, they shouldn't have entered you into the tournament," Kori said.
"I don't think I'll have to worry about it, the person who had me entered in the tournament was found out and arrested," Harry said.
"Oh, well, if you did compete, you would have defeated everyone," Kori said.
Harry allowed himself to smile for the briefest of moment. He reached towards her and touched the hand to her bare thigh as her skirt rolled up. The young woman dressed in a white tank top which showed her cleavage and a nice short black skirt, which allowed Harry enough of a view to know she wore no underwear underneath. A pair of sexy high heel boots finished off her ensemble.
"I don't think I need to after what I've done," Harry said.
Kori nodded in response vigorously.
"After you beat a giant snake, I don't think you could, and all of the times you helped save the world….and well, it's not like they knew about it," Kori said.
"It's more amusing to hear them make up all of the stories about me," Harry said. "Apparently, I had an entire Veela harem before the age of eight."
"Well….you could have, if you wanted to," Kori said. She flashed him another smile.
"How is life with the Titans?" Harry asked.
"Oh, you know, we have to save the world about once a day before breakfast, and twice on Saturdays," Kori said. She stared at him. "So many hideous monsters with tentacles out there, and not the fun kind either. And you have to worry about Raven's father wanting to take control of the universe again….you'd think he get the hint."
Harry smiled at her hyperactive actions.
"Interdimensional demon lords rarely ever get the hint," Harry said. He patted her on the top of her hand with a smile on his face. "And….he's one of the most persistent."
"We kicked his ugly ass from….." Kori said. She struggled to think of the right words to describe what she did.
"From hell to back," Harry said.
"Exactly," Kori said. She bounced up to her feet, but stopped when she noticed her top was about ready to give way. "I never am able to get the hint of this Earth clothing….it really constrains me….I don't even know what to say."
"I think you're doing a good job, Kori," Harry said. He smiled and rose to his feet. "I think you've been too tightly wound lately."
"Me?" Kori asked.
"Yes, just a little bit," Harry said. "You have a lot of extra energy, it's caused you to become manic."
Kori thought about it. She knew Harry had a point. A tingling of electricity spread through body when Harry's hand's placed on her. The stunning princess stared forward with smile on her face.
"Maybe I need an outlet to help me work out something," Kori said. She fished through her mind. "I believe the expression is….you need to help me work out the kinks."
"Well, I'm sure you have a lot of kinks you need to work out, princess," Harry said. He leaned towards her. "And you've been waiting for a chance to jump my bones."
"No, I wanted to jump your penis," Kori said, frowning. "And have you fuck me into the ground….is there something I'm missing in the translation?"
"It's an expression for having sex with someone, Kori," Harry said.
"Oh, I see," Kori said. There was a lot about Earth which she was still learning. Kara tried to educate her here and there, but Kara had a lot of gaps in her knowledge.
"Let it go, Kori, just embrace your need, and take control," Harry said. "And if you need to take control by letting me take control, so much the better."
Kori smiled when she looked at him. She leaned forward and kissed him for a moment. Not the first time the two of them kissed, but Kori wanted to press her lips fully onto Harry's.
Harry experienced Kori's burning on lips on his mouth. The sorcerer reach behind her and grabbed her ass, before he pushed her back against the couch.
She almost spilled from her top. Harry decided to help her breasts out of the confined section, by ripping the top off. Her breasts spilled out to reveal themselves to Harry.
"Please, Harry, take me," Kori said.
The Princess hoped she got the verbiage right from the more adult Earth based entertainment she watched for research purposes. Sex didn't vary too much, although she was curious about the tentacle play.
Not, Kori didn't want to press her luck too much. Regardless, Harry pulled her skirt off of her, to reveal her in all of her glory, except for a pair of high heel boots.
To Be Continued.