…Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
The night after Harry and Ron won their positions on the quiditch team, they celebrated with their new teammates in the common room. The secret of what Lavender had promised Ron if he succeeded was revealed when Hermione came down dressed in a copy of Karli's school girl outfit and got on a table in front of Ron and the rest of the dorm and did a very sexy go-go dance.
She was joined by Karli after a few minutes and the two girls drove the heat up in the room by kissing each other. A few transfigurations and Alicia, Angelina and Katie joined the girls. A few more and Fred and George joined the table dancing wearing nothing but speedos. By the end of the night the whole team was scantily clad.
Later that night after thoroughly satisfying his girls, Harry Potter found himself confronted by yet another beautiful girl. Unfortunately he was in a bathroom and more unfortunate was that she was a ghost. She seemed a little weepy but Harry knew that the girl just needed someone to listen to her. It was only a second into their conversation that he recognized the girl as Myrtle Warren, one of the victims he meant to bring justice to this year.
He listened to her as she told the story of her untimely death and how it came after being bullied by another student. When Harry told her that he didn't like bullies and that he liked to stop them, the girl started crying again and told him she appreciated it. He couldn't rub her back as he would with one of his girls but he did make all the right encouraging and sympathetic sounds.
He told her that he had been looking into the secrets of Hogwarts and had heard of her death but didn't know she had become a ghost. He told her that now that he had discovered her he was even more determined to avenge her death "if for no other reason than for denying the world such a pretty girl" Myrtle giggled at his flirtation and thanked him for trying to avenge her.
Myrtle Warren had been dead for almost 50 years and as a ghost she was stuck in the age and maturity that she was at her death. But time is ever moving and though she still was trapped with the mind and body of a 14 year old she had 50 years of experience to call on. It was an odd sort of maturity that was difficult to understand if you were not a ghost.
What it meant is that Myrtle was quite pleased with the attentions of the young boy wizard but cynical enough to know that he would become bored with her soon enough. She liked that he had called her pretty but she was still cursed with glasses and she was stuck dressed in the frumpy uniform she died in. All the other women ghost were all wearing beautiful gowns and gorgeous jewelry but she had to be stuck in Ravenclaw robes that were out of style in 1943.
Despite her lack of faith in the boy she found herself enjoying her time with him. She found herself wanting him to like her and she was embarrassed that she had just came from a toilet when he met her. She blushed at the thought and then blushed deeper when he noticed her blush. She asked him "How can you even tell that I am blushing, I am a ghost".
He looked at her with a smile that made her feel weak in the knees, or whatever the ghostly equivalent is, and said "I make sure to pay attention to the details when I am flirting" She could not deal with this boy anymore and had to leave but she didn't want to go back down the toilet so she disappeared down the sink drain with as much dignity as possible. Harry called after her "I'll be back tomorrow and we can talk again" and smiled to himself when he heard the squeak come back up the drain.
Despite what the girl might think of herself, Harry knew that he had just met a very well built young girl and was curious about what fucking a ghost would be like. He put that aside as a thought for another day and refocused on his mission for the night. He opened the chamber entrance, called for stairs and entered the chamber closing the entrance behind him.
As Harry approached the antechamber of Slytherin's inner sanctum he noticed that the cave wall looked like some of the preservation spells were about to fail. He carved some runes all around the area that strengthened the walls and then started casting air freshening and cleaning charms till the room lost the musty smell and looked more like what he imagined someone with Slytherin's ego would have appreciated.
He spoke "open" in Parseltongue to the inner chamber door and watched as the two snakes slithered apart and the door opened. He shook his head in disappointment at Tom Riddle. The boy was very powerful but did not have a proper understanding of image and presentation. Slytherin had designed this room to be like his personal thrown room and for all his delusions of grandeur Tom never had the sense to return it to its glory. Harry would not make the same mistake.
It only took him 20 minutes to clear out the musty air, fix the cracked pipes that were creating leaks and get some cleaning charms applied. He would spend some more time making the area look proper before tackling the beast that was in hibernation. He had spent enough time away from the warmth of his ladies and so made his way back to his bed.
He returned the next night and flirted with a surprised Myrtle. She had not expected him to return and definitely not so soon but had managed to arrive through the sink pipes when he called for her. She was happy to see him and truly enjoyed his company. She even teased him by telling him that she could roam any pipe in Hogwarts and might come see him when he was in the showers.
He told her she was more than welcome as long as she was prepared to show him what was under her spectral robes. He then pushed his hand through her form right were her privates would be and she flew back in shock. Her shock turned to sadness and she made to disappear down her pipes.
He tried to stop her but she just floated through him and down her pipes. No matter what he said she wouldn't come back out so he let her be, for now, and went down into the chamber. He was able to complete his renovation and returned to snuggle with his ladies.
He returned a third night and was able to coax the girl out of her pipes. He tried to cheer her up but every time he got her smiling or laughing she would stop and look sad again. After two hours he was able to get her to confess that she really liked spending time with him but when he pushed his hand through her she realized she could never touch him.
She had never been touched like that by a boy and she never would and she thought the whole thing was unfair. She cried when he moved to comfort her and realized he couldn't touch her. She could touch him but not with any sustained contact.
He was able to calm her down and convince her to come and spend time with him and his friends in the room of requirement. He knew that the pipes had something to do with her haunting and she likely could not go far from them. But he thought she could likely go to any pipe in Hogwarts. She confirmed that he was correct about what tied her to the place and that she could find the bathrooms in the "ROR", as Harry called it. He got her to promise to visit the next night.
The next night Myrtle was surprised to find how comfortable the 11 friends were around each other. The girls wore only t-shirt and panties and the boys were topless and wore pajama pants. Harry had told her of his six girlfriends and they were as beautiful as he had described them. Though Ron's three were no slouches in the beauty department by any stretch.
Myrtle felt very out of place with these beautiful living people and started to resent Harry for convincing her to come. It bothered her more that he had introduced her and then seemed to disappear. She was there to see him and she was stuck with his friends.
Everyone was being very nice to her but she was beginning to feel overwhelmed when Harry returned holding something in his hands. She felt more comfortable with his arrival but was still irritated he had left her and jealous of everyone's ability to touch one another.
Harry captured her attention by holding up the object and asking her if she knew what a philosopher's stone was. She had been a Ravenclaw and showed the intelligence that brought her to that house. She nodded and listened as Harry explained that it had been his family that had created it and that the original purpose was for his ancestor to bring a lost love back to half-life so that they could be together. Myrtle realized what the item could do for her and she felt weak.
"Why would you give that to me" she whispered in a voice afraid that he was trying to trick her. Harry replied in his usual cheeky manor. "How else can a play under your skirt if I am not able to grab them?" Myrtle actually goggled at his words. She could not find the words but he continued "besides, you look like your long overdue for a hug and I want to give you one."
She looked like she was about to cry so Harry placed the stone around her neck. He had set it in a gold chain that was runed to be unbreakable and undetectable to those he did not know it was there. It did not fall through her as she had expected and she felt…warmth spread through her body as the magic of the stone took effect.
Myrtle felt a weight fall away from her that she didn't know she was carrying and when she looked she saw a transparent pipe section float away from her and vanish. As the warmth continued she was able to feel the warmth of the room and her magic reconnect to her. Then she noticed that her clothes had not made the transition with her and were still floating around her in their ghostly form.
She took a step forward and walked through all her clothes and was standing naked before them. Karli quickly wrapped her in a throw from one of the coaches. Harry smiled and looked at the girl. He did not know what the stone would do to a ghost as his ancestor had not had a chance to test it. But based on what happened he had some thoughts.
He walked up to her and pulled her into a hug and she just started to cry. It was not the ghostly wail of a spirit not ready to cross over but the wracking sobs of girl overwhelmed by what was happening to her. After she got it out of her system, the girls took her to a bed room and gave her some clothes.
Harry was surprised when she re-emerged in nothing but one of his t-shirts and a pair of panties. It was similar to the way the other girls were dressed. Harry looked at the sexy girl and noticed her cheeks darken as he appraised her. Her skin was very pale and reminded Harry of a porcelain dolls. Harry figured he had made her into some type of vampire as she was now undead. He wondered if with some research and some runes he could complete the deception make her seem like a vampire.
Remembering what Madam De La Croix said about the deceptive nature of magic made him wonder if Vampires were actually just recovered ghosts. He began to take his own musing seriously and mused that using deception to make Myrtle into a vampire would get her a cover for her continued existence as turned vampires typically had little to no previous history.
The bigger concern for his keen mind was what he saw when she transitioned to her renewed solid form. A ghostly form of what looked like pipes appeared and then vanished. If it was the essence of what tied her to the living plane, he was afraid if she took of the stone or had it taken that she would cross over.
He used his hand to cast a "wandless" spell to prevent her or anyone or anything from removing the necklace till he could talk to her about it. She was enjoying her time with the girls as her mind had cleared some more and she was able to better understand what had happened in the years since she died.
She was a very short at only 1.55 meters tall but she had very large breasts and wide hips. Harry watched as she kept poking at the girls and herself while they all chatted and was proud to see that all the girls understood the magnitude of what had happened to her and allowed her to explore them without complaint.
After a few hours, Harry told Myrtle about his suspicion about the meaning of the disappearing pipe. She was shocked at his words and more so when he asked if she wanted to cross over. She did not know what to think. She had just made some friends and did not want to leave them. She decided that she would stay a while and make friends.
Harry thought that was wonderful as all of them had already started to like her. He told her of his idea to make her seem like a vampire so she could re-enter the wizarding world if she so chose. If she wanted to go that route he intended to make another version of the stone that they would put inside her skin. He assured her that when she was ready to leave this plane, she would have the ability to do so.
She agreed almost instantly and hugged him. She felt herself blush as her body reacted in ways it hadn't in many years. She tried to pull away from him and he held her in place. He placed a soft kiss on her lips and told her that when she was ready they would all like to help her experience things she missed out on the first time. They all separated to go to bed, Ron with his girls and Harry with his plus one chalk white beauty.
Myrtle was very anxious as Harry took her into the bedroom. It was obvious what was to happen and even though she had existed for 50 years using the Hogwarts pipes to spy on the ever widening sexual exploits of Hogwarts students she was still a child of the 40's.
She took a deep breath which was itself a renewed experience and made a decision. The reason she had been in that bathroom in the first place was because she had been hesitant and unsure of herself and she was not going to waste her second chance at life being tentative and unsure.
Myrtle woke up feeling another new sensation. Her body was sore. Well not her entire body but she felt very sore in her private areas. She looked around and noticed that she was alone in the bed. Susan was standing and looking at her with a smile.
Susan told the undead beauty that Harry had already started work on the runic tattoos he would use to transform her into a "vampire". Until Harry finished them, she would be staying in the "ROR" or in Harry's Hogsmeade home. Susan showed her where the library was so she can start to bring herself up to date and gave her a hug before leaving with the others for breakfast.
Myrtle spent the day in the library but also took too baths and a shower just enjoying the feeling of warm water on her body again. At one point Ron caught her walking around the room naked when he returned for a textbook. She discovered she liked being watched as much as she had liked watching people.
…Office of the Headmaster, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Albus Dumbledore was once again frowning as he sat at his desk. The magical world had become far too efficient over the last year and the letter in front of him was evidence of that. He had felt Tom's latest effort as it crossed the wards and moved on to the castle grounds. It was in a passive form and he doubted the pre-Potter upgraded wards would have alerted him.
He had smiled when he felt it and wondered who Lucius had used as a patsy. All Severus was able to find out was that it was not Draco who would carry the item as it would be dangerous to that person as well. Despite his foreknowledge and preparation, he had still lost a battle in the opening moves of this year's chess game. He had anticipated that the Hogsmeade wards would detect the dark object and convinced a loyal former student to send him any reports of odd happenings that might affect the school.
In the past that would have been the only report as the student would see Albus as the equivalent of the man's own superiors if not higher up the chain. Without having to say it overtly, the report would have been sent to him only and he could have disposed of it. But instead he was sent a copy and the other was filed with the DMLE.
He had sent a missive to a contact in that department to get the report pulled but the department had become too efficient as well and the report had already been acted on by too many people to stop the damage.
The letter explained that the DMLE had hired Vector Industries as an "Operations Consultant", "whatever that meant" Albus thought, and had implemented the suggestions in the resulting report. Madam Bones had seen a 20% increase in closed cases and the DMLE and especially the Auror Department, was now too efficient to be easily manipulated.
The fact that the DMLE was aware of the movement of a dark object through Hogsmeade and had already assigned an investigator as well as rotated increased patrols to the area, would make things more difficult for Albus but he felt he was still in play. Especially when no request came to expand patrols to Hogwarts, nor was Hogwarts sent a "ministry alert".
Albus went back to planning for the inevitable attack at Hogwarts. He had put the wards into a higher alert status but diverted all the warnings to only him, leaving Minerva to only receive warnings from the lower alert state. His plan was to respond to the attack and save Harry while allowing as many of his friends to die as possible.
He would then integrate himself with the grieving boy and pull him unto the right path. Albus was sure that if he could arrange for most if not all the survivors to die in the coming years, he could get the boy in the right state of mind to sacrifice himself as was necessary.
His other plan to sew discord within his staff seemed to him to also be working. He had noticed that Minerva and Gilderoy were constantly in each other's company since the opening feast and he had seen Kyler watching them with a frown. He hoped the whole thing would come to blows and Minerva would either have to submit to him or be fired.
He had yet to come up with a plan to curtail Septima but thought that once Minerva was handled he could at least take away the headship of Gryffindor from the woman. That would give Severus the opportunity to fix the damage the women had caused in his effort to pull the Slytherins to the light.
…Great Hall, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Gilderoy Lockhart was concerned. He had asked Minerva McGonagall to aid him in preparing for his class in the hopes of charming the woman out of her clothes. He thought he was doing well until he realized that she was not flirting with him but was insulting him every time he made an attempt to woo her.
She had already called his attempts at charm juvenile. She told him that she didn't even worry about him with the first year girls as she doubted his charm would work on even them, it was so transparent. The final insult that he had still not recovered was when she had stared at his crotch and snorted dismissively.
He had wanted to attack her then and then obliviate her after teaching her to not underestimate him but the Capstonson fellow she had been talking with the first night seemed to always be in close proximity to them.
It was more than his pride that was concerning him as the woman was determined to make sure he was prepared for his class and she had started to ask uncomfortable questions about the claims in his books. When Kyler Capstonson, her friend, had started to join the discussion as the DADA professor and asked him about his membership in the Dark Arts Defense League he had truly started to panic.
He was, in fact, a member but he had bribed his way through the process and anyone who became too curious might discover his duplicity as he did not have the deep knowledge that was required to be accepted into that organization.
He had finally managed to slip the two of them over the weekend by engaging the potions professor. The man seemed to despise the other two professors and was eager to do anything that would annoy them, including stealing the attention of their new colleague.
Gilderoy liked being around the dour potions professor because when around the man Minerva McGonagall could not help but torture him. Gilderoy had to admit that it was cruel how easily she played on the man's desires and he re-evaluated the woman he had thought to charm. It was likely he avoided a spider's web in that case.
Severus could not escape her though and now free of the worrisome attention he was able enjoy watching someone else squirm. As offended as he had been by how she had treated him, he was proud to say that he endured her presence much better that the potion's professor was able. Any flash of cleavage or leg or even a casual touch would have the man flustered and then she would laugh and he would become enraged before fleeing.
It was now Tuesday and it was the day he had been looking forward to. It was the first class with the second years and that meant Harry Potter. The boy was the whole reason he had taken the job and he was intent on integrating himself with the future Lord. He was so determined he had taken a step he had never before tried and actually became knowledgeable about a subject.
He could not duel himself but didn't think that would be necessary. He had instead learned all he could about how to teach dueling and had interviewed some dueling instructors, before obliviating them. He was sure he could fake it and then use his charm to sway the boy. Being a close advisor to the boy who lived and the future Lord Potter would set him up for life.
He became again aware of the large room when the first students started to enter for his class. He was standing on the dueling stage and there was rows of benches aligned in front of him. He waited till the room filled and frowned, a little, when Harry Potter arrived and sat in the back row ignoring seats that were available closer to him.
If it was one thing that Gilderoy Lockhart was talented at, other than the obliviate spell, it was tracking popularity. It was clear that Harry Potter and Neville Longbottom were by far the kings of their grade level. If forced, he was sure Harry Potter could stand alone at the top but the boy seemed content to allow Neville to share the position.
Gilderoy shook his head at the naiveté of youth. One should never allow anyone to stand atop the mountain with you. It only makes your position less secure. It would be his first lesson to the boy once he gained his confidence. Gilderoy looked at the third heir of an old family and practically dismissed the child out of hand. It was clear the boy wanted the fame and popularity of Neville and Harry but was left surrounded by people who saw him as their only option.
The entire year had split themselves between the three heirs except for two groups. The first was made up of Ravenclaws who were not a member of Neville, Harry or Theodore's circles though they had free access to both Neville and Harry and were friendly with both groups. The "uncommitted" Ravenclaws had no leader and were basically kids who hadn't decided to commit to Harry or Neville yet. They were not welcome in Nott's circle at all. The last group was the smallest, it was Draco, his Betrothed and the two children of his family's Retainers.
Gilderoy took a breath and engaged with the class. He had forced them all to buy his book and assigned the homework from them, but the in class lesson would be from an ancient dueling manual he had acquired from a collector who no longer remembered owning it.
He rushed through the first part of the book that talked about stances and the connection to muggle fencing. He thought he would become a popular teacher by quickly getting to the part where they could shoot spells at each other. He smartly declined the suggestion by Severus Snape, acting as an aid and watcher for his first class. He had suggested the two of them to duel but he was sure the man was looking for an excuse to take out his "Minerva" frustrations on an unsuspecting victim.
Gilderoy called Harry to the stage for a demonstration and called Ron to join him. Severus interrupted at that point and called Draco forward instead, giving Ron a sneer and accusing the boy of being a sycophant of Potters. Ron did not rise to the bait and just smiled before returning to his spot and putting his long arms around the shoulders of Lavender, Tracey and Hermione. The message was not lost on a fuming Snape.
Draco Malfoy was beginning to hate his godfather. He could not understand why the man set him up to be humiliated again. Draco hated it, and would never admit it out loud, but Harry Potter was a prodigy with a wand. And while Draco was sure he could beat any of Potter's brown-nosers, he was equally sure he could not beat Potter.
His godfather had quickly told him to summon a snake. The man was sure Potter would show his cowardice. Draco doubted that would happen, but thought it might make a good distraction as the spell was obscure and one that only Slytherins really practiced.
It also allowed for him to lose with the grace of putting up a decent fight. Set on his course Draco took his dueling stance. He refused to bow to the boy who was an enemy to his house but Potter bowed extravagantly. Draco ground his teeth as the move showed how little fear Potter had of him or his family.
Draco could see that even the fop had recognized the blatant disrespect and was unsure if putting the two students together was wise. But the man continued anyway and started the duel. Draco poured all of his anger and hate into his spell and cast "serpensortia"
Harry wondered if fate had a crush on him and whether she was cute enough for him to fuck as the blonde idiot had just given him the perfect opportunity to progress his plan. He grinned internally when the snake turned toward the watching students and went to attack Ernie Macmillan. Harry quickly accioed the giant cobra toward himself.
The move helped the snake avoid a miscast spell by Lockhart that scorched the stage where the snake had been. The agitated snake landed in front of Harry and turned with its hood flared. Before it could strike, Harry hissed "be calm great one". The snake stopped dead and then hissed back "a speaker! So the legends are true." Harry sat with his legs crossed in front of the animal and was about to converse with it.
Severus Snape was on cloud nine. Finally the wretched spawn of Potter had messed up. He was a parseltongue and had foolishly displayed it to his entire class. Severus was giddy at the thought of the boy being ostracized. He casually flicked his wand at the snake to banish it as the animal had served its purpose. He was surprised to see the boy raise a protego shield and block his magic.
Severus remained determined to not see the boy as skilled and so ignored the advanced spell the boy had cast three years early of when it was to be taught. Instead he became angry that the boy would stop him from doing what was obviously the sensible thing. He was further surprised when the boy spoke to him.
"I am sorry professor, I will care for the snake, and you do not need to banish him. He is telling me that his trip here was already quite painful and disorienting." Then the boy turned to Ernie and told him that the snake was apologizing for his earlier attack and blamed it on his confusion and fear at his unexpected arrival.
Like most Slytherins, Severus Snape refused to acknowledge that most of their terrible reputations came from their own actions. They had over the years blamed everything from jealousy at their better upbringing to hatred of the color green. But the favorite excuse was that there was a universal hatred of snakes.
Severus believed that and so was surprised that there was a greater universal truth that intruded on the occasion. Boys loved cool and deadly snakes, and once it was established that Harry's new friend was not going to kill them, all the boys wanted to play with it.
Most of the girls were not as impressed as is the gender normative behavior for girls. Well except for Millicent Bulstrode who along with Blaise Zabini got permission from Theodore to join the group admiring the animal.
Millicent was not the only girl to break the gender barrier for snake loving as Daphne, Tracey and the Patil twins all wanted to coo at the animal. Harry found himself acting as translator as they all asked questions about the snake. It took ten minutes of ogling the scene for Gilderoy to regain hiss bearings. This was the second time that Harry Potter had derailed all his plans and stolen all attention for him without expelling any effort.
The man gathered himself and demanded the class refocus on him. Harry agreed that they were being rude and apologized to the teacher which the rest of the class also did. Harry drew his wand and conjured a glass tank for the snake before calling Swanhild to watch it. When his girls noticed the Drake was talking to it they all released their own companions as well and the class pulled itself away from the odd animal conversation to look at Lockhart.
He had heard of the Drakes but hadn't seen one and did not know that anyone other than Harry had one and it took him a second to get his bearings and begin the class again. He looked to the stage and saw that Draco Malfoy had abandoned his position in the confusion. The boy's eyes suggested it would not be appreciated if he was called again.
Gilderoy agreed with the boy and decided to go back to the sections he had rushed through. He got all of the students to separate and begin practicing foot positions. In the end, despite Gilderoy's best efforts, it was an educational class. Those who were familiar with dueling found the class boring and not very helpful but it was at least correct and would give muggleborns and those not given early educations a good foundation.
…Office of the Headmaster, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
When everyone hadn't hated Potter like they were supposed to, Severus had left and went directly to the headmaster. At his desk, Albus Dumbledore could not believe how much of child Severus could be when he was not given his way. However, he had to admit that he was disappointed as well in the fact that Harry's classmates hadn't turned on him.
Albus comforted Snape by telling him that it was unlikely that the rest of the school would be as forgiving about Harry's newly discovered ability. He also started to plan how to turn this discovery to his favor. It might not hurt to encourage rumors of Harry's responsibility for whatever evil Tom planned to unleash at the school.
Much to Albus' surprise and Severus's continued frustration the rest of the school did not shun harry Potter. Daphne and Tracey had been walking around with the snake introducing Sal to everyone and casually mentioning that Harry was so obviously a Gryffindor, that it was nice to see he had one Slytherin trait and probably the most useful one.
Ginny and Luna then let it slip to the first year girls that parseltongue had a wonderful effect on a girls kitty. That news had spread almost faster than the words had been spoken and all the girls in school were giggling for two days.
Three days later when the back pages of the Daily Prophet announced that Potter Enterprises would be releasing charmed tongue rings that could mimic the effect of Parseltongue and its effects on both witches and wizards, the school could talk about nothing else.
Albus was once again in his office amazed at the abilities of the people Harry had surrounded himself with. Minerva's knock told him it was time for the confrontation that was long overdue. He beckoned for her to enter and watched her as she sat in the chair across from him.
Looking at her he had to admit that she had made an amazing transformation. She was still obviously a mature witch but she was stunning. She had left her gray hairs but they did nothing but accentuate her beauty and did nothing to diminish it. She was in obviously good shape and her curves were tight and firm along her body and elegantly teased by her robes. Being treated like a goddess by her Amazons also added a regal-ness to her bearing. That change was part of the purpose of the meeting.
...Flashback
Albus Dumbledore was happy that the school year was starting again. He was never as powerful and influential as when he had the majority of England's future witches and wizards under his control. The previous year had gone nothing like he had hoped and left the world faced with the evil that is Voldemort once again.
He was pulled from his thoughts when someone ringed the chime that announced their presence outside his office. He let Minerva in and was surprised to see that she was not alone. Two stunningly beautiful young women accompanied her.
After hearing the reason for Minerva's visit, the man sat in shock at the audacity of the woman in front of him. "So if I may, for clarity" Dumbledore said and received a nod. "The group of women that you have sworn to your House, collectively calling themselves Amazons have decided that you are, in effect, their patron goddess, as Athena was in the original myth"
Minerva interrupted him and said "Actually, I believe it was Artemis that was the original patron goddess". Albus looked at her sternly and continued "And now you have hand maidens from the, what was it, New Amazon Order. And you expect me to allow them to join you at the school."
Minerva's countenance changed and Kathleen and Samantha's already complete devotion to her was validated again. To them it she looked as any displeased goddess would when challenged openly. The two women prepared themselves to fight the man, if necessary, pledging themselves to dying if their mistress required it.
Minerva was focused on Albus and did not see her hand-maidens ready themselves but Albus did and it shocked him. He knew that look as both he and Tom had followers that were that devoted to them. His eyes snapped back to Minerva and he realized he was once again not talking to his employee but, rather, the powerful head of an old family, once again on the rise.
"As the Head of the Clan McGonagall, I have every right to have my Vassals or Retainers attend me here. Two representatives are in no way an inconvenience to the school and I am not asking you, I am informing you. If you would like to challenge this we can call for the board of governors whenever you would like."
Albus sat in stunned silence. Minerva had not just moved from her support of him, she now saw him as an enemy. He would later be angry that she had dared, but in the moment he was shocked at his own fall from grace. He apologized and said he was just surprised and welcomed the two women back to the castle as they had both been students.
Minerva simple nodded and turned and left his office with the two women trailing behind her. Fawkes made a sound that Albus had become sure was laughter. He wished he could kill the creature but knew he could not. He fumed as the bird laughed at him.
...End Flashback
Albus saw Minerva smirk when she caught him appraising her and he had no doubt she was proud of her ability to distract him since she knew that he was gay. He wanted to tell her his appraisal was not attraction but thought that might only feed her ego more. He accepted his small defeat and pushed forward with the reason for the meeting.
He wondered where her two hand maidens were. He had to admit that they had not been a distraction to the school at all. Except their beauty causing some of the boys to walk into walls. They actually did not venture from Minerva's quarters all that often. It was not important though.
"Minerva, I am concerned about Harry Potter and the guidance that you and his other Vassals are giving him." He started. He hoped that he could push her off guard and use whatever was left of his esteem to get her to either spill some secrets or take his council. He was wrong on both accounts.
Albus had prepared for many reactions. The one he hoped for was what he called "unsure parent". He hoped that Minerva was herself worried about whether she was doing the right things in regard to Harry and that his blunt words would cause her to seek guidance from him.
He also prepared for the opposite reaction which he called "protective momma bear". In that case, Minerva would be absolutely sure of what they were doing and angry that he would dare suggest otherwise. He would appease her and get her to justify herself to him and maybe he could learn some secrets.
What he was not prepared for was what happened. Minerva stood and walked toward the door. At the door she turned and said. "I am the Transfiguration Professor and Deputy Headmistress of this School. As such you have the right to call me to your office at any time and you may question me about my duties and how well I do them. As a longtime acquaintance, you may also ask me to your office to check on my wellbeing and inquirer as to my happiness."
Then her eyes turned hard and Albus could feel her magic pulse, "But, and want to make this perfectly clear, as the Lady Minerva McGonagall, Head of the Clan McGonagall and Magically Sworn Vassal to the Ancient and Noble House of Potter, you have no right, no authority and no status to question me on the affairs of my House or the Houses I am sworn to."
She then turned and left his office. Albus was shocked. For her to release her aura at him. No one had dared to do that in 50 years. He was considered the most powerful wizard of the age and to flare your aura at someone was a direct challenge. What was more shocking was that he had felt it and it was very powerful but not more than his. She had to know she was weaker than him but she was making it clear that she felt no fear of his strength.
At that moment he decided that she would be one of the victims of Tom's attack and he would make sure of it. As was usual when he made such a decision he began to justify it in his mind. By the end of the evening he had convinced himself that she had fallen to the dark and was dragging Harry Potter with her. Severus had warned him that she had become a slut and he convinced himself that it was her fault that Harry was as brazen as he was. He had even decided that it was her influence that created the Grimmauld Commons. Her death would save the light.
…Minerva McGonagall's Private Quarters, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Despite her behavior in the Headmaster's Office it was a calm and undisturbed woman that returned to her quarters. Inside, Kyler, Koenraad and Kerstan were waiting on her as was usual. As was Samantha and Kathleen, who were busing themselves on their knees between Kyler and Kerstan's legs.
Koenraad had her naked and she was about to enjoy him when there was a knock at her door. She growled in frustration but did not think she should ignore the knock. It was likely the headmaster and ignoring him would be used against her.
Determined to make him uncomfortable she told her three loves to continue without her, noisily. The two girls squealed in delight when they were picked up and carried to the bedroom. Minerva smiled. She did not fully know what she was building but she was happy with it.
Despite the triplets sharing a soul, she had built separate relationships with each of them. Love was at the core of each one and she could honestly say she was in love with all three. She had worried that Kyler would always hold a special place in her heart and that would cause problems.
He did hold a place but all three had found their own places and she cherished them all the same. Her hand-maidens had also found a spot and with them now integrated she wondered what the dynamic would be. It was clear they all looked to her for direction and leadership and that the girls did not want to raise their status with her. They were her servants and they liked it that way.
Re-focusing on her irritation, she wrapped herself in a thin robe that she wore over her naked body. The headmaster was gay but still had a sense of propriety that was old fashioned and she intended to make him as uncomfortable as possible.
The sexual noises from the room that was not only female in origin would also cause the man more personal problems as she had caught the headmaster appreciating her lovers on occasion, though he was much more discreet than Severus.
She answered the door and was surprised to find Pomona and Poppy there. They both looked unsure of themselves, which was odd as the two were typically very confident. Poppy looked like she wanted to run away.
Forgetting about her dress or the continued sexual noises coming from her bedroom she pulled the two girls in and offered them some tea. The women declined and both their eyes drifted toward the room when a particularly sexy and masculine groan was heard.
Minerva apologized and rose and went to stop them, when Pomona stopped her. "Please don't, it is part of why we want to talk to you." The women blushed at her own words and Minerva lowered herself back into her seat in confusion.
"We want to join you." Poppy blurted and Pomona hid her face in her own hands in fear and shame. Minerva could see this was difficult for the two of them and smiled encouragingly. "Tell me. I won't be mad, and I won't judge you harshly" she said
Despite being the most embarrassed it was Pomona who ended up explaining. Poppy and Pomona thought they wanted to be Amazons. They had been talking about it for a while and had been disappointed that they would not be allowed because they weren't muggleborn.
They thought it was a great idea, what Minerva was doing and even though they both agreed that she would have made an exception for them, they did not want her to because what the Amazons were and what they were doing for muggleborn witches was more important than their desires.
Minerva knew they were right that she would have made an exception if they wanted. The fact that they didn't want her to and why made her sure that the ladies would have been perfect additions to the group they had created on the floating island.
Pomona continued "Besides, we realize that the truth was we only wanted to be Amazons to be closer to you." She hid her face again into the silence that statement caused. Minerva's keen mind finally understood. "How long have you loved me?"
Pomona did not answer but Poppy did. "I care for you a lot Minerva, and you know how much I enjoy our time together but Pomona has had a crush on you for a decade and your recent openness has fostered that crush and turned into something more."
Minerva moved next to the older woman and pulled her close. She smiled when the woman whimpered as she was pressed into Minerva's body, that was covered only by a very thin satin robe. Minerva cared for the two greatly and was not adverse from seeing where things could go.
"So what is it, exactly, that the two of you want?" She asked. Poppy continued as Pomona was two flustered and happy where she was to answer. "We are both from patriarchal lines but are pretty sure the heads of both our families would jump at the chance to be sworn to your family because of, well, you know."
Minerva nodded. The Clan McGonagall had become a power in the world, as had all the Vassal families of the Potters and Longbottoms. Most knew that the Prima Potentia Magicae families were out of their reach but the Vassals had all had an influx of interest. It didn't hurt that they were gaining independent wealth and power as well.
Poppy went on. "But we don't want you to do that. We think it is important that you stick to the theme of only swearing Matriarchal line families. Minerva had not planned to swear any other families but the rule rang true for her and she promised herself to add it to the Clan Grimoire.
"And it's clear that at some point you are going to marry the Capstonson brothers" Poppy said, "So we want to be concubines." Minerva had to struggle to hear the end of the sentence because Poppy had lost steam toward the end.
She was confused as to why. It was a logical idea. Their culture allowed for it and it definitely solved Pomona's problem. The woman was holding her for dear life as if it would be the last time she could hug her. "Why are the two of you so nervous?" she asked. "We are already lovers and your proposal is actually proper under the circumstances."
Silence reigned for a full minute before Pomona pulled away from her. She had regained her confidence but her eyes were sad as if she was about to lose something very valuable. "We are worried we can't compete with Kathleen and Samantha."
Minerva wanted to laugh. She knew she couldn't because it would hurt her two friends and likely future concubines. It was true that Kathleen and Samantha were stunningly beautiful. The reason for that was Aphrodite's Bath and Hecate's Blessing.
Both items were marvels of neo-magical research and even though the Order purposely allowed rumors of their existence to filter to the general public, the exact nature of the two items were a closely guarded secret.
Aphrodite's Bath was actually a large stone pool covered in runes and was the culmination of a pet project of one of the Sage's. The completion and handover of all the research to Clan McGonagall was why she had been elevated. Sage Lydia Sheridan loved fashion and make-up. She had been that way since before her time at Hogwarts. Many of her classmates had initially dismissed her as an airhead whose highest ambition was to be a trophy wife. Minerva had instantly recognized her genius and helped her combine it with her passion. Aphrodite's Bath was the result.
Submerging oneself in the water of the large pool was the last part of the ceremony that inducted selectees into the ranks of the Novices. It was also why the new amazons were gaining a reputation for being gorgeous.
The magically infused water of the pool made skin clearer and tighter, bodies more symmetrical, balanced skin tones, eliminated stretch marks and cellulite, and completed a whole host of other cosmetic changes that would normally require the efforts of hundreds of magical and muggle cosmetic procedures.
A dip in the pool even eliminated fat and would enhance and strengthen the muscles in the breasts, thighs, hips and stomach greatly reducing sagging and other signs of aging. The results were not permanent but would last at least 10 years, according to the research.
Despite the many affected areas, the change relatively subtle and was more of an enhancement of exiting beauty than true body modification. Evidence of that was that Minerva had taken a dip and it had made little change to her except that she no longer had to have any type of beauty regimen as it was no longer needed. She had even stopped wearing make-up.
Hecate's Blessing was a potion and it was taken right after the selectee had taken the Retainer's Oath. The potion also had its origins in pre-Order research. Sage Amanda Nador was a potions prodigy that had been lucky enough to find a Potion's master willing to mentor her. The man was her husband and he had done everything in his power in the old system to help her develop and give her credit for her discoveries.
The potion now named Hecate's blessing started as an attempt to modify the animagus potion to grant more of the animal abilities to the subject while in human form. Sage Nador had turned over her research and then led the team that developed it into its final version.
It was no longer an animagus potion, nor did it prevent someone from achieving a form. More importantly, it did not hinder someone who had already achieved an animagus form receiving the benefits of the potion.
Using a cheetah, a tiger and a kneazle as the base, the potion granted the Amazons the superhuman strength, agility, speed and dexterity their mythological counterparts had been known for. Minerva had taken this potion as well and her boys had enjoyed the additional flexibility it had granted her very much.
The Amazons had tested their new abilities and found it to be about 2 to 3 times that of a normal athletic man. They were not as strong as the Lycans but still approached them to allow interested Amazons to join the academy being built in Jamestown. Instead Stephanie had made herself a consultant so the Amazons could build their own in Themyscira.
For Pomona and Poppy, comparing themselves to the New Amazons was not healthy. Especially since despite the lack of access to either of the Amazonian discoveries, Pomona and Poppy were, to Minerva, already quite beautiful in their own right. They had joined her in the effort to present themselves better and the two had their own group of Hogwarts male students devoted to them.
In fact Neville had a small crush on his gorgeous Herbology professor. The boy had no interest in pursuing it but did practice his flirting on the kind teacher. She liked and appreciated the attention but both her and Poppy still did not think they could compete with Minerva's hand-maidens. It didn't help that the sounds of wild sex still came drifting from the bedroom.
Minerva spent five minutes trying to convince the two women that they were wanted and desired as they were, but finally just ordered them to follow her. She led them into the bedroom and then she and her two hand-maidens spent the rest of the night convincing the two professors that they belonged.
All their efforts were appreciated but it was the revival of the Capstonson brothers despite what was an obviously energetic and exhausting night that convinced Poppy and Pomona that they fit. Minerva had not realized that having three groups of lovers had been tiring. Having all the people she cared for in bed with her was a much better way to go.
…Gryffindor Common Room, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
It was approaching midnight and it would be Hermione's 13th birthday. She was currently being kissed by her boyfriend on the couch in the common room. She was a genius, but it didn't take genius level intellect to know something was up. It was just him and her and they were in the common room and not their private quarters in the ROR.
She was sure that part of her present was how absolutely in the dark she was. She was a master at solving puzzles and no one had left any clue as to what was happening to her tonight. Ron had gone into full "master" mode in the ROR and told her to follow him. Then he had left without looking back. It had taken her 10 whole seconds to overcome her shock and run after him.
She had expected him to be waiting for her outside the door and ready to punish her for the delay but he was already at the stairs and hadn't broke his stride. He hadn't even looked back to check that she was following him. She had ran to catch up and then fallen into step behind him which is when she realized she was still in her tight shirt and thin panties. She had not had time to put on anything.
She knew this had to do with her birthday and was a little surprised when he led her to the Gryffindor common room. She figured he was taking her somewhere public but thought that the common room seemed a little tame. It was already after 11:00 and that was where they were supposed to be. They could still be caught by a late night studier but they wouldn't get in trouble.
It was 1 minute to her birthday and Ron had kissed her and stripped her naked which was exciting but he hadn't touched her in any of her sensitive places, which was a little more exciting. She thought she had figured it out. At midnight he would fuck her and that was to be her birthday present.
When the clock struck midnight he pulled away from her and stepped back. She didn't know what was happening and the look in his eyes confused her. She actually shuddered at how little she could figure out about what was happening to her. He had found a way to turn her desperation for knowledge into something erotic and she loved him for it.
Then it started.
