Metamorphose Chapter 37

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor do I make any profits from posting this fanfiction.

Summary: Non-Epilogue compliant. After the war groups of disgruntled Wizards and Witches terrorise England's magical nation, sending them to the brink of civil war and a war against the Creatures. Harry is in Gringotts when one terrorist faction attacks causing Harry and other survivors to go into hiding. There is an interested repercussion of the potion they use to hide themselves and now Harry finds himself stuck in a foreign country, with people he doesn't know and living in a style he has never even dreamed to imagine.

Warnings: Gender change. Fem!Harry…after a potions accident. Name changes for characters. Hurricane Sandy (use of artistic licence over the damage it wrought)

Pairings: LM/HP. DM/AG. RW/HG.

Authors Note: A little more graphic here – just to let you know!

(Chapter 37)

January 31st.

"Well, Lulu's asleep now. Not that it took her long to fall asleep. She was shattered. Her new school is intense." Henri announced as she took her glass of wine from Lucas with a grateful smile. They had enrolled Lulu in the finest muggle primary school in the country, partly because she needed to be in school and Dante didn't want to go back to New York, but also because putting her in the finest muggle school would help benefit their campaign.

"Good." Dante said and took a sip of wine. He looked over to the small wiccan basket on a frame that was next to him and rocked it slightly. From the wet blowing bubbles sound Henri guessed that Scorpius was still awake. She sat down gently on the sofa and took a sip of her wine.

"This is fruity." She said glancing at Lucas to confirm.

"Yes I was of a mind to have some sweet wine this evening."

"Hm. It's nice."

They all lulled into a companiable silence, enjoying a rest before a weekend full of books and laws and preparations began. The Weasleys and the Fawleys were going to be at the manor at 10am the next morning and from that point onwards it would no doubt be an endless amount of talking.

"I have been meaning to discuss something with you both." Dante said quietly a few minutes later.

"Yes?"

"Well, as horrible as it was for the government to turn this place into a museum I don't actually think as a marketing idea it was a bad plan."

"I do not follow." Lucas said stiffly and he paced across the room to sit next to Henri, crossing his legs and resting his arm on top of the back of the sofa. Dante licked his lips and leaned forwards swirling the contents of his glass around and around it.

"I think as a way to appear to be earning money for our campaign it would be an idea to open this place up again to visitors."

"Why on earth do you think that would be a good idea?"

"Well!" Dante said with exasperation and leaned back in his chair again. "We need money. We cannot rely on our fortunes forever and we should not be pumping our gold into a campaign which is so high risk. We need some sort of income and the people will need to see us earning that income. When you were away the Weasleys showed the Fawleys around various places in England and on one or two occasions I went with them. We visited Buckingham Palace, the place where the muggle Queen lives. They still live in the palace but for long periods in the year some of the palace is made available to the public who pay to see it. I realise that there are hundreds of thousands of muggles but there are thousands of Wizards too and we already know the government made a fair amount of money from turning this into a museum. It wasn't enough for them to sustain the place but that was no doubt due to the public being poor and their pitiful arrangements of this place."

Draco paused for a breath and another sip of wine and Henri frowned trying to understand his reasoning. Lucas had a heavy frown on his face but Henri could also see, while he didn't like the idea, he was considering it.

"Obviously we could arrange everything better and we would be able to put things on display more tastefully. I do not believe having signs up to explain everything is a good idea, instead I thought having some books published for visitors to look at. I also considered that, as a way to help our campaign bringing people in to work in the manor would help provide jobs which in turn would make the public support us."

"You've been thinking about this for a while then." Henri pointed out and Dante nodded, looking slightly guilty.

"Yes I have. I truly think it would work, it would certainly be received well if we make it widely known that the Mercury family were the ones to inherit from…well…you know." Dante said, faltering on how to say 'the Malfoys' when the spell would not allow it. "It would also provide us a platform to introduce ourselves to the public on a more personal level. I was thinking if we put a collection of family portraits into one room or one corridor then on stands and easels we could have the Mercury family portraits and have a bit written down about each family member so they can see us against the back drop of the other generations and also as just a family."

Dante continued explaining his idea to Lucas and Henri for several long minutes. He went over which rooms he thought should be made available. He explained they could subtly sneak in some education about pureblood customs and how they were observed by generations back and how they were observed now. He mentioned that he thought, knowing more about muggle life, they could incorporate some technology into the house so that the government would think they are forward, muggle sympathisers but at the same time they would just be showing how much more appreciative of muggles they were without altering their pureblood base.

Henri liked his ideas, in all honesty, and she could see how they would work. She might insist that they remain unbiased with what they said about everything in the house however it would also help to bring attitudes from the muggle extreme back to a good middle ground. The way the museum was set up before was to drive people even more firmly away from pureblood customs and supremist views. They could change that, she hoped, while at the same time earning a little extra cash and showing their human sides to the public as opposed to merely being political party members.

"Your idea has merit Dante however I would like some time to do it justice and consider it properly." Lucas hedged around his answer and Dante nodded looking fairly relieved. Lucas looked at Henri and arched his eyebrow. "What do you think my dear?"

"I think it would be a useful thing to do. But we would need to be more careful with how we display everything and put it all on show. The museum they had here before was horrible!"

"That is no issue. Of course we shall display everything and keep everything to the highest possible quality." Lucas pointed out with a derisive sniff. He sipped his wine and looked around the room. "Should we open this house up then we will have to consider ways and means to incite people to visit again. Perhaps having special displays themed specifically to one thing but linked to the family here. Much like an art gallery has themes with its displays and changes them fairly regularly to keep people interested and to keep them visiting."

"Perhaps by gradually opening more rooms up too or one season opening one section of the house and during another season open a different section. So it would almost make the public think they could see the whole house over a long time frame, seeing little bits at a time." Henri offered.

"Yes, that would be a good idea." Dante agreed. "We could start with opening the rooms that you, Henri, and your friends were held in when you were brought to the manor. Just opening a few rooms there and perhaps showing your route of escape through the grounds would be a good starting point. We could also potentially have Hermione and Ron be there for 'opening day' if you like which would give them a legitimate reason to be seen with us besides the fact that they knew Henri…um…they knew you before you became you."

"And what of security? How would we ensure the manor is safe? I cannot see how hiring a few wizards and witches to act as guides will help us keep our home secure. Wards would only do so much as well. We would need to hire aurors or something?" Henri asked and Dante and Lucas considered that for a moment before Dante came up with the idea.

"The portraits. We could make sure to hang a portrait in every room and hallway so they can overlook the place. They won't mind if it meant they would make sure the manor stays intact. The house elves could also help. If I remember rightly you had a house elf who attempted to murder my aunt, it just goes to show how lethal they can be. And they are loyal."

Ah yes Dobby. And Dobby used to work in the manor. Hermione would be pleased, they could put some of their campaign ideas into the museum…like for instance Hermione's S.P.E.W idea from years ago could be slid into information about the house elves that worked to help keep the manor tidy.

They continued throwing ideas around and by the time Lucas escorted her up to their chambers she was certain that he was agreed to the idea.

"I can't believe so much has happened already this year and it's only just the end of January!"

"Neither can I. I'm quite tired of all this excitement." Lucas griped and Henri turned to him as he shut the door of their chambers.

"You're tired?"

"Yes. Between getting married, entertaining guests, prepping for the formation of our campaign I haven't even had time to check on our investments or relax. I am feeling quite worn out. Things were easier in Hawaii." Henri smiled at his words and crossed over to the bed pulling off her robes as she did so.

"Things were tiring too in Hawaii if I remember rightly." She teased and undid the button on her trousers. Why she had gone back to wearing trousers she didn't know…probably because now she and Lucas weren't alone there was no point in wearing a dress where it was easier to get naked.

"Ah yes, the joys of our honeymoon." Came the lamentation. Lucas crossed to his side of the bed and arrange the pillow briefly before starting to remove his own clothes. "That was a very satisfied tiredness, my dear."

"Ah." She nodded, laughing slightly. Pulling off her underwear she cast it aside to the chair and pulled out her night shirt from under the pillow. The loose square shaped knee length dress was a present for Christmas and it was the warmest night clothes she owned. Just as she pulled it over her head hands slid up her body and halted it from sliding down. "Hey!"

"Well my dear, I had a thought."

"Oh yeah? And it involves me not putting my night clothes on?" She asked and carefully twisted around so she could look at Lucas. He smirked down at her and released his hold on the dress allowing it to fall down and over her.

"Oh you can wear it if you like but don't imagine it will cover you." He muttered huskily and, to make his point, he lifted the dress up so it was around her waist and brushed his hand forwards and backwards over the front of her abdomen, slowly sweeping down a little lower each time.

"And I thought you were tired." She draped her arms around his neck and smiled up at him accepting, and excitedly allowing, what he was hinting at.

"Suddenly I am feeling very much awake, my love."

"Well then perhaps I am tired."

"Oh really?" Those words were little more than a breath over her lips. She smirked and leaned up touching her lips to his slightly.

"No, I am not tired."

"Then perhaps we should make you tired." Lucas said and grasped her to him in a deep kiss. She opened to him straight away and gripped his shoulders tightly so she could lift up one leg and wrap it around his hips. He put one hand underneath her thigh which allowed her to hop her other leg up. Lucas groaned and lowered her onto the bed settling happily on top of her as they lay the wrong way across their large bed.

"Take them off." She demanded as she slid her hand down his arm then touched the underwear still around his waist. Lucas pulled back and stood up, quickly sliding out of his underwear and then rounding the bed to where his other clothes were. Henri frowned watching him go and rummage through his clothes before understanding shot through her as he pulled out his wand from its sheath. She twisted around on the bed so she was relaxing on the pillows and waited, watching with a smile as Lucas cast the contraceptive spells and then climbed onto the bed.

"On second thoughts, I am very tired." Lucas said as he settled beside her and ran his hand down her front. She rolled her eyes and pushed him onto his back, moving quickly to straddle his waist.

"Then you just lie there." She said and Lucas chuckled contracting his stomach muscles and sitting up so they were nose to nose. Henri braced herself to be flung back down onto the bed because when it came to sex Lucas liked to be on top. He slid his hands to her bottom and squeezed the flesh there.

"I never just lie there."

"Fine then, sit there." She said challengingly and Lucas' eyes twinkled. He lifted her up, arms clenching like steel beneath her buttocks. She braced herself again to be pushed down onto the bed but instead she felt something brushing over her vagina. She blinked and looked questioningly at Lucas who somehow moved his hips slightly making his penis brush over her again.

"Very well, I shall sit here my love and you shall sit…here." Henri let out a breathy moan as Lucas pulled her down onto him and she felt his penis slide inside her. She closed her eyes and dug her fingers into his shoulders. He made a noise too and pushed his face into the side of her neck, kissing and scraping his teeth.

"Oh." She breathed when she was finally seated. She gave an experimental movement of her hips and the sensations had pleasure reel through her and made Lucas mutter something. She leaned backwards trying to get some space between them so she could see his face. He looked up at her and rocked his hips upwards. Her eyes fluttered closed and then she opened them, frowning slightly. They were really going to do it like this?

Lucas smirked at her and pushed her night dress up and over her head, throwing it over the side of the bed. The action jolted her body making her even more aware of him inside of her.

"Lucas…"

"After our talk in my study a few weeks ago," he began and then rocked his hips again. "I have been thinking of having you in places other than the bedroom." He gave another thrust and Henri arched her back and gyrated her own hips to extend the pleasure his thrusting had caused.

"R-right…okay." She stuttered trying to concentrate on what he was saying.

"It occurred to me that…while our sex is most enjoyable…I would not be adverse…ah…to broadening my sexual horizons…" He gave a few slow circling movements with his hips which had her doing her best to push herself down into him. She carded a hand through his hair and pressed her lips to his suddenly feeling desperate to taste him. He smiled and slid his lips over hers sensually. "So…I used my imagination…"

"I-I-Imagination?" She barely managed to get the word out and concentrate on moving her hips.

"Yes…let's say I thought of many, many wicked ideas…" He purred and captured her lips again in a dominating kiss. Henri gasped into it. She had felt him passionate, she had felt him coaxing, she had felt him loving but…but she had never felt him controlling it all. He grasped her hips and pulled them towards him just as he thrust his hips up. She threw her head back and gasped.

"Oh you…"

"Yes my dear." He chuckled and then repeated the action. Henri felt heat coil in her belly and her heart rate spiked. She put a bit more force behind her hip movement that time and pressed hard down onto him. He shut his eyes and rolled his hips adding to her sensation. She raised up a little and repeated it, he slid a hand between them and stimulated her.

Oh dear sweet Merlin! She had thought their sex was good before…this…this was incredible. It was new and exciting and different and challenging and…loving.

Lucas' eyes were blazing at her and he had a wicked, delighted smile on his face. Henri groaned and pulled his head towards her so she could kiss him. Then she began to more in earnest. From his shudders and groans he enjoyed it. And when he met her every gyration and thrust with one of his own, when he met every action for action, every moan for a moan, every kiss for kiss, every look for a gleaming smile, Henri knew he was loving it just as much as she was.

Coming down from a high she hadn't been aware she had reached was strange but when she returned to full awareness and pleasure still rippling through her body she couldn't be disappointed. Her body was still spasming with aftershocks and she shivered as she pressed a kiss to Lucas' lips riding out the shock wave. He was stroking her back, her sides, her legs, anywhere he could reach and all the while was panting hard.

When the shock waves passed leaving only periodic uncontrollable muscle twitching deep inside of her, Henri pulled back to speak to Lucas. Only she couldn't think of anything to say. She ended up just smiling at him and stroking the skin of his neck. She couldn't think of a single word to utter aloud. He smiled back at her then chuckled.

"Are you speechless?" He asked with a chuckle and Henri flushed red and leaned away from him.

"No."

"Ah good." He chuckled and closed the gap to kiss her. She eagerly returned the kiss only allowing it to break when he gently indicated for her to move. She lifted up off of him and winced as fluid seeped from her and down onto the sheets below. Lucas chuckled and pulled the sheets down so they could both slide beneath them. Then he encouraged her to lie up against him. She pressed her cheek to his shoulder and stroked his chest.

"So…you imagined of that?"

"Yes. It worked out better than I had imagined however." He said and pressed a kiss down on her hair. His hand swept down her back and under her buttock. He encouraged her to lift her leg and wrap it around his hips so they were nestled even closer together.

"You should use your imagination lots then." She said, the words thick in her mouth and her muscles too sluggish to form them.

"Oh I plan to."