Disclaimer: This is a work of fan fiction using characters from the Harry Potter world, which is trademarked by J. K. Rowling.

Disclaimer II: This story was written by Sciber Dude, and you can access the original story with all its errors and typos at s/5486721/1…

Author's Note: Even though, I am not claiming the first 20 chapters as my work. I will mention that I have proof read and edited those 20 chapters to make them flow better. This new chapter is amended to the original 20 chapters

Author's Note II: The Harry Potter Lexicon and the internet is a god send when one is proof reading, and editing.

Chapter 21: Dream World

One thing that can be said about Florida is that they have a lot of lighthouses, so it is understandable that the MacUSA given an okay by the United States' President Fillmore to build the MacUSA Florida field offices under Jupiter Inlet Lighthouse. The 108-foot-tall lighthouse became a muggle museum and sightseer attraction for visitors in the late twentieth century, so the Magical Security, and Arcane Division worked together placing Muggle-Repelling Charm, and Concealment Charm on the entrance to MacUSA field office. The field offices could be accessible to all the magical population, and just being one of the field offices of MacUSA; meant that it didn't contain all the important offices that was there to make sure the magical population in Florida had someone to complain too. The only things these Field offices contain are for Departments of Transportation, Magical Security, and Disasters and Calamities.

The following day, Harry and his young ladies, in addition to Tracy, Neville, and Blaise headed out to the Florida by portkey, and they touched base at the MacUSA Florida field office of the Division of Transportation in a heap on the floor. "Damn it. There must be superior methods to get from point A point B," moaned Harry as he attempts to unravel himself from alternate bodies and begins to enable them to up off the floor. In the wake of tidying himself and his companions off, he at that point moves in the direction of the individual that is keeping an eye on them.

The Department of Transportation arrival and departure room had a look and feel of a muggle airport, there was a customer's waiting area off to the right side, on the left side was the arrival and departure area for international travels, which a security desk for the guard to keep watch of in-coming and out-going magical people

"Welcome to Florida MacUSA field office, please deposit your group's portkey in the opening to one side," said an exhausted looking Wizard who was staffing the security desk.

Hermione had her head in a swivel motion looking at everything and anything that seem to catch her interest; like the two paintings - one painting is The Flying Dutchman at sea in stormy weather, and the second painting is an old mariner wizard with its staff raised in stormy weather, fighting off a sea monster that has attacked the ship.

Luna was staring at the portrait of a woman, and the plaque underneath the portrait reads, "Former President Seraphina Picquery of the Magical Congress of the United States of America from 1920 to 1928."

Susan said, "I thought Macusa only had one location at that was in New York City? Like the Ministry of Magic back home?" A passing witch heard Susan what had said, and replied, "Excuse me, but the British magical community are a band of backward thinking Neanderthals." Shocked by this witch's comment, and she needed to be held back by Daphne, Tracy, and Neville.

Harry walks up to Susan, and Daphne plus the other people in the group. "Well are we all set to head out? Once we all get settled in at Dream World on the Marquesas Keys, and then we can decide what places we want to do and see, plus draw up the tourist itinerary that Dream World Resorts could use.

Harry and his group found themselves again tangle in a mess legs and arms on the floor in welcoming room to the Dream World Resorts. 'Note to self: Learn how to use port-keys and floo system' Harry starts thinking and describing to his friends.

"I would like to have an area for the guests to portal in at instead of having them flooing or portkeying in, and we can establish a travel agency in all the magical community. Each travel agency will have a portal to here, and in those ways we can make sure our guests are safe from death eaters, and dark lords."

As everyone was looking around the room, off to the right was a full-length wall made of glass that was showing an underwater scene of coral reefs, and the marine life was so outstanding. They was able to see a school of Hippocampus swim by the window and ignore group staring at them with their mouths hanging open. "How is this possible?" asked Tracy. "Let's find out from the designers and builders," Harry replied, and called "Winky!"

Winky appears before them, and asks, "What can Winky do for you, Harry Potter sir?"

"Well, Winky, Tracy was curious about the full-length viewing window here, and honesty I am a little curious too about how much more do we have to do before we open for business?" replied Harry.

"Us house-elf's have been finishing up at least 2000 guest rooms, and have done the style of the rooms like Master Harry potter's den, except they only have large living room area, en suite bathroom, and sleep areas. We've used some goblin's magic and runes on this wall here, like their viewing wall at Gringotts to see out, but no one can see use. That way all the sea creatures are not disturbed the witches and wizards."

While Harry and Tracy were talking to Winky, Luna was watching a few Kelpies swim around the Hippocampus. Susan and Hermione walked up to Luna, and said, "It is absolutely amazing what Harry can think up or his imagination when it comes to something this grand."

"I know, right? I knew Harry was hiding his smarts, but I am gobsmacked by his ideals, and then including not just us but other people; like his aunt into building up the magical community." Hermione commented.

"That is correct, master Harry Potter sir; Dream World Resorts is actually constructed under Marquesas Keys, so that master and mistresses will not make a mess of the wildlife refuge when master ordered us to build the dream world on Marquesas Keys."

Tracy, Neville, and Blaise was gobsmacked by the way these house-elfs have really build this resort, because off to the left side what was seen out of those windows pearl white beaches with the actually sun, wind, and ocean. The ocean looks like it heads of toward the horizon where they could see sailing vessels. "Are those sailing vessels, and sea birds real, or illusion?" Blaise asked.

"They are real, master Blaise sir. What you are seeing is images that are captured by the beacons and buoys as magical cameras. If people on the beach swim beyond a thousand yards they are automatically portal to the surface and same when they start coming back, and the way we got that to work is the same way the goblins' banks work now. Every guest that is checked is marked by elf magic to make sure they are our guests, and if you are not a guest of Dream World then you don't see the resort at all just the wildlife refuge." Winky replied.

"That is outstanding, Winky;" comments Harry, "make sure you pass along to the other house-elfs our thanks for doing a great job here, because you have already alter or made improvements that we didn't think of; for example, tapping into the Ley Lines that are running through the Keys. I thought for sure we have to do runes to siphon magical energy from me for the resort, but finding the Ley Lines under the keys that is absolutely Brill.

The dark lord was in raged at this moment and all the death eaters were feeling his wrath because of it. The galleons that used to be flowing in like the River Thames, yet now the galleons are trickling in like a creek.

"Tell me! Where are the funds?! You pathetic fool!" He casts another "Crucio" towards Macnair, and death eater hits the floor in a blood-curdling scream.

"Well! Tell me what happen to galleons that you normally give to me?" The dark lord asks from his throne.

Macnair lays there on the floor, breathing rapidly with small lines of blood escaping from the corners of his mouth caused by biting part of his tongue.

"Milord, I am sorry but with Daily prophet cancelling their owl service and the owl posts are declining in lesser and lesser owls in their postal services. The funds are less then what I normally offer for your great cause, milord."

As he sat there staring at off in space, and if one would dared to look they would see his wrathful face and be shaking more in fear than they already are.

"You just be glad I need you to control some the trolls, and giants, Macnair, or" right then Voldemort casts, "caro interitus" towards some low level death eater as Macnair watched in total horror as this death eater's clothes, body dissolved into a pile of bones and old looking robes. "Now, I don't care how you get it but I expect more galleons!"

While Macnair was getting an inspired talking to, Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix met together to discuss where Harry Potter could of ran off to; even though, it is still summer.

Dumbledore asks, "Kingsley have you been able to get any leads on where Harry might gone off to?"

"Not a clue, sir. I have tried the locator spells but they came up empty, and when I went to the Granger's residence. They said that they have no idea where Potter is at that moment, but they did say that their daughter is with him on vacation. I am sorry, sir." Kingsley finished his report.

Disappointment was the shown on his face, yet in his mind behind layers upon layers of Occlumency barriers, Dumbledore was cursing up a storm because his pawn decided to go on vacation without telling him.

Harry and his group of friends just got finished with exploring Dream World resort and they was sitting down for lunch in one of the resort's restaurants, and everyone was in awe at the beauty of the place. The restaurant contained at least forty highly polished round dining tables, thirty of those tables had only four chairs; chairs were of Caravan Victor Woven Abaca Mahogany design. The Pearl white dinner plate and brushed gold flatware adorned each place setting.

The other ten tables were for large parties like their group. The tables again were highly polished round dining tables that could sit up to ten people, and it was adorned with the same type of place settings. Harry helped his girls with their chairs, and Neville did the same for Tracy before also taking his chair.

Blaise picked up the menu that appeared on the top of his plate when he sat down, looking at a wide range of selection going from beefburger to fish in the luncheon selection, and in the drink selection magical side to the no-maj side of drinks. Reading the menu over with scrutiny, but after a while of not picking anything to eat, he closes his eyes and runs his fingers up and down the menu a few times before stopping his hand on a choice. Everyone was looking at him as he opened his eyes and looked at his choice for lunch, and he said, "I will have Poisson Cru with a glass of coke" to the menu. Looking up he finally notice that everyone at the table was looking at him, and with a sly smile said, "I thought it might work the same way it was done in our fourth year…"

"It wasn't," Daphne started to say, "it's just was the way you made your selection from the menu."

"Oh that!" Replied Blaise, "Everything look so good and interesting that I had a hard time choosing what to have for lunch, so I did the Gryffindor thing and closed my eyes before making my selection."

The room was echoing with sounds of laughter and giggles. "Don't you mean a Potter thing instead?" commented Luna.

"Hey, now I am not that bad!" Harry responded, and pretends to pout

"Oh don't be like that we still love you!" Susan said with a chaste kiss.

After everyone else ordered their meals, they started about what to do with the rest of the day it was all ready mid-day so most of the day was gone. A decision was made from everyone at the table that they would finish checking into the resort and get changed to hang on the beach. Thirty minutes later, we find our intrepid adventurer and entrepreneur standing on the beach looking out across the waves, Hermione snuggles up next to Harry; He automatically puts his arm around her.

"What are you thinking?" she asks.

"Still getting used to all of this… True, I put this façade to the outside world with all these planes and dreams, but I wouldn't have come this far if it wasn't for all you girls…"

Harry removes his arm from around Hermione's waist, and took off running into the rolling surf. He then dove into medium size wave and he swam out into deeper waters as he turned around to look at Hermione on the shore but she was not in sight. He did the rest of the girls lying on their beach towels enjoying the sun, and Neville there laying next to Tracy. It seems that they were chatting away to each other about something, and Blaise was also lying next to the group.

'Where was Hermione?' Harry thought at that moment a cute little otter nudged against the right side of his head. Turning his head to the right he was looking at reddish brown fur colored otter, "Hermione?" he asked. In his head he hears, "Yes, Harry, it is me."

"You found your animagus form…" said harry as he bobs in the water, "that is great! You think I can change into an otter too? We haven't tried having you girls change into my animagus form yet."

'We can try but let's do it on the shore,' hearing Hermione's voice in his head. Harry smiled at the otter and took off swimming back towards the shore, and he was followed by Hermione-otter onto the land.

Luna walked up to them and said, "I can see that Hermione has found her animagus form. She does look very adorable, and cuddly." She then gives a towel to Harry, so he could dry off a little.

"Thanks, Luna" replied Harry as starts drying off his body.

"You're welcomed, Harry." Luna responded with a smile, "You know this is what wives are for."

Blushing a nice shade on red he commented, "someday, but for now we are very close friends, but once everything taken care back home than maybe we can take it further."

Hermione finishes transforming back into her human form, and said with a smile, "Now Luna, you know you are not to embarrass him like that. Okay, Harry, let's try transforming into my animagus form by doing the same that Daphne did to be able speak Parseltongue."

Nodding his head and closed his eyes to enter his mindscape, and then connected to Hermione's mindscape. After a few minutes, Harry form begins shrink and transform in black fur male otter, standing on its hind legs at a height of 90 centimeters and looking at the girls with those green eyes.

Luna couldn't help herself as she went over to the otter and picked him up and hugged him then started talking to him like he was a baby. Hermione was watching all this and couldn't help but started giggling and then laughing. The sound of laughing drew the attention of the rest of the beach party that was getting some sun.

'Luna, my dear this is so embarrassing.' She heard in her head.

Daphne walks over with the rest of the group. She is curious what was making Hermione laugh so much, and then she notices Luna is snuggling with an otter. Her eyebrow inflects her humor as she said, "Looks like Luna caught herself a p - Otter."

Hermione just lost it and fell over laughing so hard that she wet herself. "Not nice Daph, you caused me to have an accident!" She yells

Harry starts to transform back into his human form, so Luna needed to put him back on the ground quickly before she dropped him. After finished transforming, he went over to help Hermione off the ground and casted a calming, plus clean spell on her. "Well guess that answers my question on if you girls can become my animagus form too." Harry replied with a smile.

Yawning a little, Harry told the group that he was calling it a day and going back inside to get some sleep, because tomorrow is going to be a busy day for him and he wanted to rest up for it. Giving each of his wives a kiss good night, he started walking back inside.

AN:

Poisson Cru (Tahitian marinated fresh fish) which I haven't eaten this type meal myself, but someday maybe.
Caro interitus is Latin "flesh decay"

I ran into a small problem that I never thought of, and that problem is called freeform writing I knew where I was starting at but I couldn't finds and end point to this chapter because I kept coming up with ideas to write about. Please be kind to me and not so harsh with your comments about my writing style, thank you