AN: I spent some time outlining and I think I have a handle on how this relationship is going to work. I also have the next 40 plot points down so I have enough stuff for about 15+ chapters. Now the bad news, real work is catching up to me and I'm going to have to slow down. Expect chapters to come out every 5-10 days. Also the months of September and November are going to day on chapters. Forza 6 comes out September 10 and I'm going to be very busy.
Sunday dawned bright and sunny with barely a cloud in the sky. Abby was up with the sun making sure everything was just right. She got Harry up at nine. He got dressed in shorts and a t-shirt and went out to the beach to check on Neville. He was still laying next to the shark. Harry tapped him on the shoulder and handed him a cup of coffee. He got him up and they shrank and moved the huge taxidermied shark off the beach and into the back yard. Harry made the arch and conjured forty chairs in rows of five. Harry guided Neville to the guest house. He looked cranky the whole time.
"Hey what's up brother?" He asked.
"I slept like shit. I always sleep like shit when Hermione's not with me. I'm glad this foolish 'no seeing before the wedding' stuff ends in a few hours." He said getting into the shower.
Harry walked over to the main house and found Mary and Margret, dressed in chef's hats and jackets, whipping up a huge stack on French toast. They had all eight burners going with big frying pans. They were chatting and pulling off a massive effort like it was nothing. On the counter were huge serving bowels of pillowy soft scrambled eggs, crispy bacon, and sausage links.
"You two are amazing to watch. We have to get you two a restaurant." Harry said.
"I only cook for family Harry." Margret said.
"But we are going to do a family dinner once a week. It gives us a chance to talk." Mary said
"Sounds like fun. I'm going to take a plate for me and Neville to the guest house. If you spot any of the guys send them out there. We've got all the groomsmen's clothes out there." Harry said making two plates and two glasses of orange juice, and setting them on a conjured tray.
Harry, Marco, and Colin sat with Neville until noon. He was very calm, almost too calm. Colin was unnerved by his calm and lost it a half hour before noon.
"How can you be this calm!?" He asked turning on Neville who was laughing with Marco.
"What?" Neville asked looking at the tall blond man.
"You heard me, how are you just sitting there?" Colin asked.
"Easy, I have an ass, it's made for sitting on, I'm sitting on it." Neville said making all of them laugh.
"Ted Joke." Harry and Colin said at the same time.
"Look boys, you all have great girls. Colin you have Luna, Marco is head over heels for Susan, and Harry is lost to Abby. You all know what it's like to wake next to your girls. What it's like to feel them close to you. You don't even have to see them, but just the feeling of them being plastered to your side when you wake up is great right? What if I told you that you could feel that feeling until the day you die? You'd sign up for that right? Well I'm signing up for it. Today I woke up on a beach alone with the harsh sun beating down on me, and sand in places I don't even want to think about. That was the last time I'm ever doing that." Neville said shrugging.
"Fuck that was deep." Harry said giving him a golf clap.
"It's all true. Now sit your ass down Colin." Neville said pouring four small glasses of scotch and handing them out. "Boy's, to the women we tricked into loving us." He said clinking glasses with them before tossing his drink back.
"Here, here!" Harry said.
At noon all the guests took seats in the chairs on the beach. Marcus took up position next to Neville by the archway. The wedding party stood by the back door and waited for the music to start up. When it started Lady walked out first with a basket on her back full of rose petals. She was the flower girl. As she walked the basket shook and the petals fell out. She stopped by Neville's feet, he picked her up, took the basket off her back, and she licked his face. Next went Luna and Colin. Following them was Marco and Abby. Last ones to walk was Harry and Susan. When they got to the arch Harry popped back to the house next to Hermione. The music stopped and he smiled at her.
"You ready to go sis?" He asked.
"Yes." She said looking excited and nervous.
"Well before you go out there I have two surprises for you." Harry said before laughing at her shocked look.
"What did you do?" She asked narrowing her eyes.
"Well first off I think you should be walked down the aisle by the man you wanted." Harry said waving his hand over his shirt. It turned into a Tottenham football jersey and Hermione got teary eyed. "He can't make it but this will help. Secondly, Marcus is not going to officiate the wedding, She is." Harry said pointing behind her. Andy was standing in the doorway in formal red robes.
"Aunty?" Hermione said rushing up to her and hugging her.
"Look at you. You look so grown up." Andy said crying tears of joy with her.
"How are you here, you said you couldn't make it." Hermione said wiping her eyes.
"Well I couldn't stay the whole weekend, but there was no way in hell I was missing my girl's wedding. And besides, the upside of being minister of Magic is I get to officiate weddings. Now come on, we're leaving your guest's waiting. Nice shirt Harry." Andy said taking her left arm.
Harry grabbed her right arm and whistled as they walked out. Justin started playing the wedding march and the three of them walked down the aisle. When they got to the front Harry put the jersey on the chair in the front that was left open and Andy switched places with Marcus who looked very relieved he didn't have to say mushy things in front of people.
The ceremony was short, sweet, and very loving. Afterwards they all headed back to the back yard where the tables were set. The wedding party sat at a long table and the guests sat around the pool which was now a dance floor. Justin set a nice dinner playlist going and they had a nice meal. After they ate the party got started. Marcus and Geno sat behind the bar and severed drinks and Justin had some good songs going. Harry danced with Abby most of the night, but he also took the rest of his friends and family around the floor as well. Abby didn't get a break ether. She danced with most of their male friends and some of the girls. One of those dances was with Amelia.
"Have you given any thought to adding a second or third wife?" She asked as they made a slow trip around the floor.
"Harry and I talked about it once. He didn't seem to be in to it. In fact, I'm more in to it then he is. He told me that in his previous life before the end of the war he was not a good guy. He told me he used to drink, and do drugs and have numerous sexual encounters with different women, but he said as bad as he was he never went to bed with more than one girl. It's just not his thing I think." Abby admitted. In fact if she was honest with herself, she tended to tell Amelia too much, but the older woman had an air of wisdom about her that made you want to confide in her.
"I see. Do you think that's how he really feels or do you think he's afraid to admit he want's something any man would want." Amelia asked.
"To tell you the truth I'm not sure. I'm not even sure I want this either. I feel like I should sit down with Erika and see how we get along before we even talk about the bedroom. I don't know if I can even get along with her." Abby admitted.
"Would you like me to come with you to meet her? Act as an introduction? I can open up the dialog." Amelia said.
"For a spot on the team right?" Abby asked with a smile.
"If you're offering then sure why not. It's been fifty years since my last relationship, and Harry is the most powerful mage I've seen in hundreds years. I'd like another kid, and a marriage would cement a bond between the two houses." She said as the song ended.
"You know what? At this point three sound about as crazy as two so sure why not? As long as we can all get along. I can tell you this now, it's not going to be easy to get Harry on board with this. He seems dead set against it and I'm not forcing anything. I think if we hang out together more and more it will break Harry down." Abby said.
"I accept anything you say. I'm already indebted to Harry for the last war and this new war with the houses means I owe him a lot more. The whole vampire nation owes him and his house." She said walking with her back to the table.
"I'll have Harry set up the meeting with Erika. We'll work this out." Abby said.
Latter that night Hermione got on stage and called for all the single girls to come to the dance floor so she could toss her bouquet. All the girls came up. Abby was front and center. When Hermione tossed the flowers behind her back at the group, instead of crowding to get the flowers the girls stepped back and left Abby on the dance floor to catch it. She plucked the flowers out of the air and looked around at them as they laughed.
"Funny." She said rolling her eyes but smiling.
"Well we knew you wanted them and we sure as hell weren't going to fight you for them." Melissa said holding Sam.
At the end of the night Hermione and Neville had their dance and then Harry and Andy danced with Hermione and Neville for the mother and father dance. After the dance Abby brought Harry a black briefcase and he handed it to Neville.
"This is for you two. I want you to spend it on fun. You guys agreed to spend your honeymoon with us and this is so you can have some fun on the trip." Harry said with a smile. Neville opened the case and saw stacks of Ben Franklins.
"Holy shit Harry, how much is in the case?" Neville asked.
"I'm not sure, it's my walking around ready cash." Harry said shrugging. "Oh, I almost forgot these. Here, his and hers." Harry handed then the two shrunken red Ferrari F355 convertibles he got from the junkyard.
Hermione hugged him and shook her head as everyone laughed at Neville's gaping look. At about midnight everyone shuffled off to bed. Harry and Abby stood by the back door and handed out hangover potion in little bottles to each person that walked in. Abby and Harry looked into the back yard and saw only Neville and Hermione still out there by themselves. They stood there in the doorway watching them. The two newlyweds held each other on the dance floor and swayed back and forth to no music. Harry flipped the light switch to turn off the big overhead lights leaving just the white string lights. Neville looked up and caught Harry's eye.
"Hey Nev, remember we have to portkey out at ten. Try to get some sleep." He said smiling at the two.
"Right Harry, see you in the morning." Neville said.
Harry climbed the stairs, stopping on each floor to check on the guests. When he got his room he found Max in his dog bed by the door with Lady snuggled up to his belly. In his room Abby was out of her dress and laying on the bed waiting for him in a white slip.
"Have I ever told you weddings make me horny?" Abby asked slipping off the bed and approaching him with a predatory look in her eyes.
"No, but I'm not complaining." Harry said smiling a wolfish smile at her.
"Good, because I plan on not sleeping tonight." She said unbuttoning his shirt.
"I have pepper up." Harry said looking at her white silk slip.
"Good." She said tossing his shirt off.
The next morning Harry rolled out of bed when the alarm went off. Harry shut it off and Abby rolled over in bed and went back to sleep. Harry took a shower and got dressed in jeans, a black Ferrari golf shirt, and his black chucks. He took his red and black leather jacket off the chair and tucked his PPK in the shoulder rig. He kissed Abby on the forehead and walked out of the room. Max and Lady got up and followed him down stairs. He expected the whole house to be asleep still after the amount of booze they all consumed at the reception but Marcus, Margret, Geno, and Mary were up and sitting around the kitchen drinking coffee and making breakfast. In the few months the two couples knew each other they had become fast friends.
"Harry, you're the first one up, what would you like for breakfast?" Margret asked.
"Whatever you're having. We're going to spend the next five hours on the road." Harry said taking the cup of coffee from Marcus.
"Long night Harry?" Marcus asked.
"You can say that." Harry said looking at Geno.
"Don't look at me. Abby's a big girl, I know what adults do behind closed doors." He said sipping his espresso.
"Right, if it's all the same let's keep it vague and G rated." Harry said grabbing two sausage links from the counter and tossing them to Max and Lady.
"The reason I asked is because you have scratches on the side of your face and bite marks on your neck." Marcus said trying hard not to laugh.
"Right, I kind of got dressed in the dark." Harry said waving his hand at his face and neck.
"It's weddings dear. It does things to women chemically. Geno had a few scratches on him that needed healing." Mary said with a smile making Harry blush.
"Um, I, good for you?" Harry said making the group break finally. "Funny. You're all a bunch of jokers." Harry said rolling his eyes as Margret put a plate of Bacon, eggs, and waffles in front of him.
Marco was the next one to come down as his plate was set in front of him Neville stumbled into the kitchen looking haggard and dead.
"Sleep well Nev?" Harry asked with a smile.
"Not a wink." Neville said with a smile before he went back to looking very hung over.
"You can sleep in the car. You were supposed to drive but you look like shit. Get some food in your belly and then we'll portkey out." Harry said.
"Yeah, yeah. Some of us get hangovers you fucking alcoholic." Neville muttered as he sat at the counter. Mary set a plate in front of him and Margret handed him two Advil and a big cup of coffee. He smiled up at her. "You two, are the best." He said downing the Advil.
"You had a lot last night." Marcus said.
"Well I am drinking for two." He muttered making them all laugh.
At half past ten they grabbed their bags and took a portkey from the front driveway of the Miami house to the front hallway of Ogden's Paris townhouse. It was one of the ten places he got from the Ogden estate. The place was too gaudy for his taste. Most of the property they saw so far in the Ogden estate looked like it was decorated by Liberachi's gayer interior decorator. Gold chandeliers, white Victorian fainting couches, gold leaf tables, frescos on the walls and ceilings of naked Greek and Roman men. They were fine for now but at some point they would all need to be redecorated. The bank had them all cleaned and set up the portkeys for them so they could use them when they wanted. They had been to three houses so far. The manor house outside of London in Seven Oaks, the castle in Scotland, and the house in Vienna. They were going to use three houses during the trip. This townhouse in Paris, an apartment in Monte-Carlo, and they would spend a day or two in the Tuscan villa outside of Cortona.
"Nice place Harry, it's very…" Marco said looking around.
"I know. It was always a rumor that Ogden was gay. Every house I see is just more proof. Lets go, we have a long drive ahead of us." Harry said looking out the front door.
It's was close to five am in Paris and the sun was just coming up, but not visible yet, turning the sky from black to purple. They had about a five hour drive to Marseille. That was where they were going to start their boat trip. They would dock the boat in the harbor, make the call to Abby, and set down a portkey button for the girls to come over. Harry expanded his black F355 convertible and Marcus took Neville's new red F355 convertible. By the time the clock on the dashboard said five am they were speeding out of Paris headed south. The drive was perfect. Rolling hills, twisty roads, and best of all, the jokes and laughing. They had a set of SSI radios with throat mics so they could talk the whole time even though they were in separate cars.
They stopped off in a small town halfway to the coast at seven. Neville got up and Marco had Harry expand Hermione's car for Marco to drive. They didn't want to use their team cars for the trip until they got to the track. Harry found a bakery that was just opening and he bought two dozen croissants, and three boxes of pastries. After setting the boxes on the passenger seat Harry pulled on his sunglasses and lead the pack of cars to the coast at a nice even but fast pace. They stopped off at the coast on the road to Marseille. Harry pulled over and shrank his car. He opened the duffle bag he took with him and pulled out Abby's Escape. He set it in the water and pushed it out to about thirty feet and expanded the huge yacht.
"I'll see you guys in the harbor. Get us a spot and I'll drive the boat in." Harry said before popping to the boat.
They docked the boat, tied off, and made the call. By half past nine they were sitting on the deck of Abby's Escape, sipping a bottle of local red wine Neville bought from a shop in the harbor, and sharing fresh buttery croissants.
The first three days of the trip were uneventful. They spent their days walking around Marseille, hanging out on the deck of the boat, and eating great meals. It was a vacation well earned by all of them. Wednesday night changed all that. Reports from the audio bugs in the compound revealed something Harry suspected since he first saw Kraven. Lucien, head of the Lycans and the first of his kind was still alive, and not only was he alive, Kraven was working with him. That night Harry portkeyed to Budapest and met with the team of watchers in the penthouse suite of the hotel overlooking the compound. They played him the tape and conferred with the map of the city and pointed out spots the Lycan leader could be based on the places Kraven traveled. Harry was going to call it a night after listening to the tapes of the conversation Kraven had with Soren about Lucien, but Harry stopped when his name was mentioned.
"What do we know about this man, Harry Steel, Erika was seen with?" Kraven asked Soren, his second in command.
"Just what was in the news, he's some kind of powerful American. The Steels run a private military company. They also insure valuables and retrieve them. He's a race car driver as well. He's a playboy." Soren said.
"I don't like this, he's an unknown and I want to know more. If he's wealthy and powerful then we might be able to control him. Maybe use his power." Kraven mused.
"There is a way to find out, we could just ask Her, Erika is an airhead, she'll tell us everything if she thinks she's bragging." Soren said.
"You're right. Have one of the girls find her and bring her here." Kraven said.
"Sure, I think she's still in the compound." Soren said leaving the room.
"Shit." Harry said calling Erika's cell phone.
"Hey Harry, did you miss me?" Erika asked when she picked up.
"Look there's no time. Kraven wants you to tell him about me. Get your shit and get out of there, we need to talk this out with Amelia ." Harry said.
"I'm grabbing my purse right now, meet me at the gate in thirty seconds." She said sobering up.
"Good, see you in thirty." Harry said hanging up.
He popped out of the penthouse hotel suite to the side street by the compound. He expanded his F355 and peeled out coming around the corner with some speed. He saw Erika at the gate and another girl approaching her. He stopped the car in front of her and she got in as the girl walked up to the car.
"Erika, Kraven wants to talk to you." She said.
"I can't right now, I have a date. I'll be back later, maybe." Erika said laughing as Harry sped away.
When they got a few blocks away Harry pulled into an alley and they got out. He shrank the car and they took a portkey back to the boat. They landed in the kitchen. Abby came down and stopped in her tracks.
"Harry, who's the guest?" She asked, but she knew by the way he described her before, that this eastern European supermodel was Erika.
"Abby, meet Erika, my crazy ex, Crazy Ex, meet my Future Wife." Harry said pulling out his phone.
"Pay no attention to him, it is good to meet you." Erika said walking up to Abby, she took a second to size her up and she had to admit she was very beautiful. She reminded Erika of a Russian princess she once knew back in the 1600s.
"I try not to listen to him. It makes my life easier that way. I was hoping to meet under a more civilized and planed circumstance, but this will do in a pinch. Would you like some wine, we just opened a really nice bottle of Cabernet." Abby asked shaking her dainty but strong hand. Like Amelia, she was cool to the touch but not cold. And like the vampire Mistress she had a scent, and allure to her that was intoxicating. Abby found herself excited in a way she never thought was possible.
"I would love a glass. Then maybe we can sit down and talk." Erika said looping her arm with Abby. This was a tactic Abby knew well from Amelia. The closer you got to a vampire, the stronger the scent of her pheromones got. If you spent too much time too close to a vampire you weren't used to, the effects were like being drunk. She smiled at the pampered princess and lead her out to the deck where Neville, Marco, Susan, and Hermione were sitting.
"Guys, we have a guest, and from the conversation Harry was having on his phone we should be expecting a few more any minute now. I don't know if you've been introduced, but this is Erika." Abby said setting the new vampire as far away from Hermione as she could. Amelia said the vampire pheromones had no effect on the baby but she was not taking any chances.
"We've met before." Hermione said eyeing the vampire in a hard to read expression.
"What she means is they came to the manor house in Kent to conduct some business, and I kidnapped Harry for two weeks. Hermione and I have not seen eye to eye for a while. How are you doing my dear? You look radiant, motherhood suits you well." Erika said taking the glass Abby handed her and sipping from it.
"Thank you Erika, that was the most civil you've ever been to me." Hermione said.
"One does not get along with the woman you disapprove of your brother dating. It's just not done. I'm just following tradition." Erika said with a smile.
"Is that really the way you talk to your potential's sister? I thought I taught you better." Amelia said from the doorway to the cabin.
"Amelia!" Erika said standing up from her seat and dropping to one knee.
"Oh stand up silly girl." Amelia said with a smile as Erika rose to her feet.
"I didn't hear you arrive." Erika said.
"The portkeys Harry uses make almost no sound. Hello Abby dear, I do love the boat." Amelia said hugging the young woman, as soon as she touched her she could feel Abby relax.
"Yes, it's nice for trips like this." Abby said but her tone of voice and the look in her eyes told the vampire queen that the unexpected visit by Erika had shaken Abby up.
"And I'm sorry we interrupted the trip so soon, but I hear we have an opportunity to make Kraven uncomfortable?" Amelia asked taking a seat next to Abby at the table. Abby poured her a glass of wine and Amelia took it without looking. This show of familiarity told Erika that this human mate of her Harry was a formidable woman. She had the respect and love of her Mistress. She knew right away that charming a silly human girl was not how this was going to happen. She took a seat at the table and watched her Mistress.
"Kraven has no idea who I am. The way I see it we could play this one of two ways. We can tell him I'm just Harry Steel, and let him think he can manipulate me. Or I tell him who I really am and make him fear me. I can play it either way. And both options give us something we can work with, but I want your opinion Amelia before we go back." Harry said leaning on the railing of the deck.
"Yes, I can see the up sides and the down sides to this one, but can I ask you something, do you really think Lucien is still alive?" Amelia asked.
"Yes, he had a full conversation with his Second in command about him. It seems they keep each other apprised of their movements." Harry said.
"Hmm, then I say we scare him into meeting with Lucien. Once we know where he is hiding we can talk to him. Well you can, we did not part ways on good terms." Amelia said.
"Then I'll walk Erika into the compound tonight." Harry said pulling out his shrunken weapons case.
He expanded it and pulled two silver magazines out of the case. He popped the mag out of his PPK and inserted a magazine with silver tipped magnum hollow point rounds. He took his wolf engraved Sig 226 out of the case and put in a fresh mag of silver hollow point rounds before tucking it into the back of his jeans.
"What's with the silver rounds?" Abby asked.
"Silver is if I need to shoot any of our wolfy friends. We should all be loaded for wolf. Silver bullets kill vampires just as well as regular lead does." Harry said shrinking his case.
"He's right you know. We talk a big game but enough damage to the head or the chest will end one of us." Amelia said looking less than excited to admit the weaknesses of her kind.
"Well we have time until you need to take Erika back, we should all relax. I understand Erika wanted to talk to me, let us girls retire to the cabin and chat, we'll leave the boys up here." Abby said practically holding Amelia's hand when she stood up.
"I think I'll stay here." Susan said watching the women walk into the cabin and shut the door.
"This should be interesting." Neville said as Harry shook his head.
"Not really." Harry said shrugging.
"You know they're discussing who gets to be your second and third wives right?" Neville said poking fun of him and his crazy life.
"I know, but I don't give a damn what they discus, I'm not going to do it. Everyone thinks I'm secretly into having more than one wife, but I'm really not. I don't care what they decide. It's my life, they can't chose for me. And I chose to marry Abby and no one else. My life is crazy enough as it is. I found a girl that can put up with all of me. I'm not jeopardizing that for sex with a vampire. It's not worth it." Harry said crossing his arms.
"Can I just say that you are by far the strangest man I ever met." Marco said trying not to laugh.
"I know, it's my new business card title." Harry said cracking a smile.
A half hour passed since they left to have a chat. At this point Harry was getting worried. He trusted Amelia, and he knew that even pregnant Hermione could handle herself. But he didn't trust Erika. Not when she wanted something and she could get it by manipulation. Harry crept up to the sliding glass door and felt Hermione's silencing charm in place. They were in the lounge. Harry could see them through the sliding glass door. He dropped to the floor, opened the door, and stuck his head through the silencing charm.
"… I know what you're offering with this deal, and I don't care about any of it. Look I said I'm willing to accept a second, hell I'm even willing to take on a third, but Harry just doesn't want any of it. if he says no, then the answer is no." Abby said.
"Harry is very old fashioned when it comes to relationships. Pushing too hard will make him angry." Hermione said. "However," She continued. "The benefits of the blood bonding out weigh a lot of things. His sense of morals, is one of them. Harry has three lines that need to be continued, Abby has three line that need to be continued. Both of you have a name you would like to pass on. That's eight line, six if you just count the two of them. I highly doubt Abby wants to have six children. And if you're blood bonded the children will be incredibly strong. The Potter and Steel lines are light on family members for a reason. They end up doing noble things and that gets them killed. Having super strong magical offspring will help. Did you get all that Harry?!" She called out.
Harry stood up off the ground with a smile.
"Proximity Spell mixed with your silencing bubble?" Harry asked.
"That and the fact that Amelia and Erika smelled you the second you opened the door. Now would you like to sit down and discuss this like an adult or would you like to stay on the floor and listen in like a child to the grown ups talk?" Hermione asked using her mother voice.
"Well mother, if you're inviting me to the table then I except. This doesn't mean I'm agreeing to any of this." Harry said taking a seat on the chair between the two couches.
"I didn't expect you to, you're thick skulled, you'll do what you want until you figure out what's right." Hermione said.
"Thank you sister for trying to make up my mind for me. If I would have come in any later you would have been working out a breeding schedule for me like some kind of prized race horse." Harry said looking very unamused.
"Harry, this is not some joke, and we are not agreeing to anything. We are just talking about the advantages and disadvantages of a multiple wife situation. We are not setting anything in stone here. And besides, even if we do agree on anything we don't need to think about any of this for a long time. We're not going anywhere and these two are definitely not going anywhere." Abby said with a smile.
"Hey! Are you calling me old?" Erika said.
"Your dam right I am. You compared me to a girl you knew in the 1600s. So back off with the old comments. You're old. You're super old. Own it and act like a lady." Abby said with a smile making the women laugh.
"Well, um." Harry felt like he needed to interject but the logic of Abby's argument had stopped his brain. It was the thing he loved about her. She was smarter than him but unlike Hermione who tended to tell him what was good for him, Abby laid out the information and told him to think about things. It was this illusion of choice that he liked. He knew her information was shaded to her point of view and he was given two options that she wanted him to chose from, but he liked the feeling of choice.
"Harry, I think you should hear what Amelia was telling us about blood bonding to a vampire. Even if we don't have a multi-wife situation, this blood bonding might be beneficial to us." Abby said.
"Harry, there's a blood magic ritual that bonds you to a vampire. This ritual can have some good advantages for both parties. It increases the connection to a vampire mate allowing the sharing of thoughts over a long distance. It makes the magical human stronger and allows them to resist disease, including the vampire or werewolf virus, and extends the lifespan of the human. It also gives a slight boost to your core, in Abby's case it might give her a core strong enough to cast simple spells. We're not sure. Also any offspring will carry most of the magic and strengths over. Especially if the father, that would be you Harry, is exceptionally powerful. There are also rituals to add to the child's core in the womb. It will drain you each time you cast it but it will give the child a huge boost of power." Amelia said with a smile.
"So our children would be arch mages like me?" Harry asked sitting back in his seat.
"Stronger than you Harry. The potentially for future generations is unknown. We're branching out into new places in magic with this. The stronger the bond, the more powerful the offspring could be." Amelia said.
"So far you've stated the up sides for the humans, what do you get out if this?" Harry asked.
"A lot. The connection to a real magical power will expand our cores as well. Untapped branches of blood magic would open to us. We're not even sure about this either. It will take years of study to find the limits of this new magic. We also get a physical boost as well. We would be stronger, faster, the need to feed would decrease, and our resistance to sunlight would grow. Our skin will get thicker and more resistant to damage." Amelia said with a smile.
"So all up sides to this? What's the downside? There has to be one." Harry said.
"Well, it will be very draining for you Harry. Very draining. To bond all of us, which is the only way to bond Abby to the blood magic it will take everything you have. You will need at least one day of not using any magic at all to build up a reserve, then the ritual will drain everything you have on tap and you will be very weak for up to a few weeks. The last time I did this was 500 hundred years ago. The mage I bonded was in bed for three weeks. You are way stronger then him. I don't know if that will make it better or worse." Amelia said.
"And it has to be a four way bond?" Harry asked.
"Yes. It's essentially two mage and vampire bonds but because Abby has no magic, just a weak squib core, you need to supply the power for both bindings. That's why I'm saying it will drain you." Amelia admitted.
"I see. Abby, look at me, do you want this bond?" Harry asked looking into her eyes. He saw hope and excitement. He knew this was her chance to gain magical power. Even minimal power would be more than she ever had. He knew every squib grows up hoping to gain magic and the ones that don't are hateful towards magical users. He knew even before she opened her mouth to say yes that she wanted this. Her spoken words weren't even needed. He also knew this was the same as saying yes to having Erika and Amelia be his second and third wives. He knew this was the way they were going to get him to agree with the multi-wife arrangement. They had played a good game and in the end, he would have to relent to these scheming women.
"Yes Harry, the chance to have magic, to have that power. The chance to have stronger children. It's all too good to pass up." She said.
"Okay, well, after this month we will have some free time depending on the way Kraven acts after meeting me. I think we should pen something in the books for the beginning of October." Harry said feeling a headache coming on.
"Harry, you know that agreeing to this bond is the same as agreeing to marry the three of us right?" Amelia asked in a soft voice. She knew they had won him over, but she felt bad about the way they got him to agree.
"I know. I knew before I even asked her. Look, I'm agreeing to a bond. I'm not agreeing to love you now or forever or anything like that. I'm sure with time that will come. But for now, I'm agreeing to spend the rest of my days in your presence. I'm marrying Abby at some point soon. That was the only wife I planned on having. If, after a few months, years, or decades we become something more than partners in a bond then, it's like you said, I have three titles. but until then we will try to spend as much time together as we can. A bond like this needs time to form before we even think about spending the rest of our lives together. Amelia, you'll join us as much as you can on this trip, the same goes for you Erika. We have one moth to get to really know each other. If by the end of the month we don't like something, we can change it. We are not locking our lives together on a whim. I'm reckless, but I'm not crazy. We get to know everything we need to know about every aspect of each of us and then we move forward with this. And if i find out that any of this is bullshit to get me stuck in a four way bond then I will be very angry with the both of you. Agreed?" Harry asked looking at the three women.
All three women were staring at him. Abby was looking at him with respect and love in her eyes. She knew Harry was agreeing to a three wife deal so she could have a shot at magic. She couldn't love him more at this point. The two vampires were another story altogether. They were red in the cheeks and neck, they were breathing hard, and their eyes were glowing. They had both drank Harry's blood that week and it was flowing through them but it was still connected to his core by his magic. When he was telling them how this was going to work his magic flared, and that flare spiked the magic contained in their bodies. It triggered their mating hormones and they were now trying desperately to get their bodies under control. He thought he was going to dictate terms to them but if he kept putting out that much power and control on them then the two vampires were going to rip his clothes off and rape him. He was, in that moment, with his glowing eyes, and powerful words of command, the perfect alpha male, and prime mating candidate. The two shared a look before Amelia took Abby's hand. She looked into her eye and pleaded with her. Abby got the message she was trying to say.
"Harry, you've given us a lot to think about. I think we need a few minutes to talk about this. Can you let us have the room please?" She asked with pleading in her eyes and a panic to her voice.
"Yeah, sure. Um, I'll be outside." Harry said looking confused.
When he walked out of the room Erika ripped her clothes off and moaned. Her whole body was on fire. Amelia, who had a lot more control slumped down in her seat and took a few deep breathes.
"What the hell was that all about?" Hermione asked looking at the two women.
"We have Harry's blood in our systems. When he was talking. Giving us commands like that he was putting his magic behind his words. It triggered our mating urge. Vampires are animals by nature, we seek out the most powerful mate. That's a mage like Harry. If we drink from a mage, and he commands us like that we can go into heat so to speak. Harry has the power to put us in heat. It will go away if he bonds us I think. I know it will go away after we get pregnant. The need will subside." Amelia said looking embarrassed. Erika however was looking at the door to the back deck. "NO!" Amelia said grabbing Erika's arm.
"But I need." Erika said breathing hard. Her eyes were glowing and she smelled of sex and something sweet.
"Shit, do you have a bedroom?" Amelia asked Abby.
"Our room is at the end of the hall." Abby said looking shocked.
"Come with me." Amelia commanded Erika as she pulled her down the hall she flung her into the bedroom and shut the door behind her. They heard screaming and moaning until Hermione cast a charm on the door.
"My God." Abby said looking at the door.
"Vampires are sexual creatures. Why do you think I was wary of bringing them into our bedroom?" Harry asked as he stood up from behind the bar.
"You were in the room?" Abby asked.
"You think I was going to leave the room when those two looked like that? It's a thin line between animal heat, and animal blood lust. I've seen it before with Erika. She had that same look in her eyes the night she tried to turn me. what started off as a small sip of blood from my neck turned into me having to throw her across the room to stop her. The bond is the only way I would let them into our bed. They can never turn us after the ritual. Once that's off the table then I will relax about those two being near us." Harry said.
"I didn't even know this was possible." Abby said.
"I know I put them in heat. I asked Dmitri about it, and he told me." Harry said pouring himself a drink from the bar. "When they are done we need to air out that room or we're not going to be able to sleep in there. The scent will keep us up all night, and I can't do that again, my junk is still raw from Sunday night." Harry said walking out on to the deck leaving Abby and Hermione looking at each other.
A hour later Erika came out on to the deck glowing with sweat and smiling from ear to ear. She smelled so strong that the other two men sitting at the table both turned and stared at her. She smirked at them and turned to look at Harry who was not paying attention to her. In fact he was cleaning his gun. She narrowed her eyes and looked at the back of his head.
"Are you ready to go?" Harry asked reassembling his PPK.
"Yes, are you mad that we tricked you into marrying us even if it's for your own good?" She asked putting her hands on her hips.
"No, I knew you'd get your way in the end. You're manipulative Erika, I expect it from you, if this blood bond ritual is a trick you know what I'll do to you. I love Abby. I respect Amelia. The last time I trusted you, you held me down and tried to turn me in the middle of fucking. This month is not to get to know you, it's to see if I can trust you. I need Amelia for the bond, I'm hoping I can trust you. Now lets go." Harry said standing up.
His words struck deep in her heart. The smile on her face vanished. It was replaced by sorrow filled eyes and a hurt look. But then she thought about his words. He was right. She had used him, and she had tried to turn him, and he had every right to not trust her. In her heart she always knew she loved him. Now was her chance to show him how deep that love went. She always thought she was second in his eyes to Abby, but now she knew she was a distant third and that was only because there were three people in the race. She took a deep breath, cleared her mind and schooled her face.
"I understand Harry. I want you to trust me. I want you to love me the way you did before. The way I still love you. I hope my actions as well as my words prove that to you." She said looking like she wanted to cry.
Harry saw the truth in her words. He took her hand and held up the portkey. Before he activated it he gave her small hand a gentle squeeze to let her know he heard her words. They popped back into the alley. Harry expanded the car and lead her over to the passenger side. He opened her door for her and she smiled softly at him. Harry got in and before he could start the car she took his hands in hers.
"We have to be madly in love when we walk into the compound Harry. We can not walk into a den of vipers with doubt in our heads. They'll be able to sense it on us. As much as you might not want to at this point in time I need you to hold me, touch me, and kiss me like you still love me." She said softly.
"I still love you, love is not our problem. Trust is. I can look like I love you, because deep down I still do, but I don't trust you to look out for anyone but you. Walking into the compound with me tonight will show me you have room to grow. Now kiss my chin and neck. Mark me like Amelia marked you." Harry said leaning over to give her access to his face and neck.
"I can do that." She said with a smile. No joke, no double entendre, just a smile.
She was getting better at acting more mature. The fact that he was trying to make a vampire, that was close to 500 years old, act more mature was something that put a smile on his face. That smile vanished when she kissed his neck. She messed up his hair. She slid her hand down the front of his pants and untucked his shirt. She sucked his neck leaving a red mark. She licked down his neck to his jugular and stopped.
"He thinks we're fucking. I would have drank from you. Bite marks will also prove you're not just human, you're magical. Magicals need more than a bite to turn." She said softly.
"I know, but the last time you got a taste from the source I had to throw you across the room to stop you from draining me. Can you stop?" Harry asked. It was a test. They both knew it was.
"I don't know. Hold my hair, I'm going to bite you, if I take more than a sip pull hard and I'll let go." She said placing his hand on the hair on the back of her neck. "Pull hard, you're not going to hurt me." She said softly.
She kissed his neck as she moved closer to him. She bared her fangs and bit down as gently as she could. He felt the spike of pain before he felt the rush of pleasure run through his body. She drank and her eyes light up but after only three small sips she backed off. Harry waved his hand over the wound and it sealed up, but the mark of where her fangs broke the skin would stay on his neck for the next week as his system fought off the vampire virus. She leaned in and licked up the stream of blood off his neck before it could stain his white shirt collar.
"I will never get used to the way you taste." She said as she shuddered.
"I don't think I'll ever get over you saying things like that." Harry said with a smirk as he drove them back to the compound.
"Are you ready from this?" She asked as they drove up to the main gate.
"Yes. I have two guns, 225 rounds, a good knife, and a dragon hide vest. The compound still has no wards right?" Harry asked as they drove through the open gate and down the driveway.
"No, you should be able to portkey out if you have to. But it sounds like you're willing to stand and fight." She said watching him pull up in front of the main entrance. Soren was there, and he looked displeased.
"Erika, get your ass in the house. Kraven wants to talk to you! You, move along." Soren said hitting the hood of Harry's car. Harry smiled at Erika for a second before he got out of the car.
"Did you just touch my car?" Harry said in an angry voice.
"I did, what are you going to do about it?" Soren asked with a cocky smile.
"You're a tough guy aren't you? I like tough guys." Harry said with a smirk as he came around the car. "You know why I like tough guys? They always need to be slapped down and I'm always willing to do the slapping." Harry said.
"And how are you going to do that human?" Soren asked baring his fangs.
Harry held out his hand and flexed his fingers so they spread out. Soren's arms and legs shot out wide and he was suspended off the ground. He flexed his fingers wider and Soren yelled as his shoulder joints and hip joints separated. Three death dealers came running out of the front door with G36s.
"Lower your weapons or I'll rip him limb from limb." Harry said letting his eyes glow with power.
Kahn ran out with his team. He took one look at Harry and dropped his gun.
"Everyone drop your weapon now!" He yelled. The other death dealers looked at him like he was crazy but they aimed their guns down. "Hey Harry, how are things?" He asked trying hard not to laugh.
"I've been better. Is he one of your's?" Harry asked.
"No, he's a death dealer team leader. He works for Kraven." Kahn said.
"Well as a leader he should know better then to be rude to strangers." Harry said raising his hand and lifting Soren higher off the ground.
"What did he do if I might ask?" Kahn asked.
"He was rude to me, he ordered my girl around, and worse of all, he touched my car. No one touches my car." Harry said making his ora shine. It was very taxing but it helped sell his point.
"Well Harry, if you want to kill him you go right ahead and kill him." Kahn said really shocking the death dealers.
"No, I think I'll let him live. He can be an example of what happens when you're rude to people you don't know." Harry said flicking his wrist and sending soren flying across the lawn. He landed by the gate two hundred feet away.
"You three, go get him and take him to the medical room." Kahn said pointing to the three death dealers that came out first. "Nice throw Harry." Kahn said nodding with respect.
"Thank you Kahn, I find that anger makes my magic work better." Harry said opening the door for Erika.
"I can see that. You're still glowing by the way." Kahn said with a smile.
"Right, sorry about that." Harry said turning off his glow. "That fool said something about Kraven wanting to speak to Erika. Am I going to have to have words with him?" Harry asked in a tone that made every vampire look fearful.
"No I think a civil conversation will work better." Kraven said with a big fake smile as he walked out the front door.
"Maybe, it depends on what you wanted to talk about." Harry said eyeing him with a look of a predator.
"I actually wanted to ask her about you. You see we work under a cover of secrecy here, and we really like to screen the people we let in." Kraven said with an easy smile.
"Well you have nothing to worry about with me. I am known to the coven. Ask Kahn about what I did for Amelia's house in the past if you want confirmation but I think we should just start with my real name. I'm Lord Harry Potter, Lord of the ancient and Noble House of Potter. And before you ask, yes I'm the Harry Potter that killed a Dark Lord." Harry said.
"Unbelievable. It's an honor to meet you Lord Potter." Kraven said looking shocked. He held out his hand for Harry to shake. Harry took his hand and gripped it nice and tight, and when Kraven squeezed too hard Harry sent a shock down his arm and into Kraven's hand. Kraven looked at him shocked and Harry smirked. He used his leverage to bring the bigger vampire close to him.
"You cross me or mine and I'll make you beg for death before I end you. Do you understand me? I'm more powerful then you can ever imagine. My allegiance is with Amelia and her house. She, and Erika are under my protection. I have no qualms about raining fire and brimstone down on you and your whole house. Fuck with me, no, you know what? If you even look at me with anything but respect in your fucking eyes and I'll incinerate your ass. Now let go of my fucking hand and back the fuck up." Harry said in a deadly voice that came from everywhere around Kravens head. When he stepped back Harry let his magic flare once more and Kraven's knees almost buckled from the feeling of power rolling off the man in front of him. He looked in Harry's eyes and he saw copper green flames that filled Harry's eye sockets. Inside the fire Kraven saw an image of himself burning. He blinked and the image was gone.
Kraven bowed low to Harry and excused himself back into the Manor house. Everyone but Kahn went with him. Harry saw Erika was in Heat again. He took her and threw her against the wall of the Manor. He he grabbed her face with his hands and kissed her hard pinning her to the wall. He then hit her with a calming charm. He felt her breathing even out. He pulled back from the kiss and her eyes were focused.
"You okay or do I have to take you back to Amelia?" Harry asked in a barely audible whisper.
"No, I'm good. Thank you." She said blushing.
"Good girl. Get in the house, I want to talk to Kahn." Harry said.
"See you tomorrow?" She asked.
"Yes, every night." Harry said as a Jaguar pulled up behind him in the driveway. Three Death Dealers got out. One of them was Selene.
"Harry is that you?" She asked spotting him as soon as she got out.
"Yeah. It's good to see you. Hey actually. I would love to talk to you and Kahn. Are you both free tomorrow night? I can portkey you both to my house in Paris. I'm having a get together for some old friends and I'd love for you to to join us." Harry said walking up to the two of them.
"Sounds like fun Harry." Kahn said with a smile.
"I might be busy, I'll look at the rotation." Selene said with a smile.
"Well I'd really like you two to come over. Most of the lost boys are going to be at the party. We're talking about drinks and magic blood." Harry said holding out his hand.
"Fine, I'll make it. Are you picking us up?" Selene asked.
"Yeah, I'll meet you guys at ten out front of the gate." Harry said shaking their hands.
"Sounds like fun Harry." Selene said walking into the house.
"See you tomorrow." Harry said getting into his car and driving out of the compound. He got a few blocks away and shrank his car. He popped into the penthouse suite where his team was standing by.
"Sir you have to hear this. Kraven is freaking out." One of the spies said hitting a button on the recording equipment.
"… I want everything we can find on Harry Potter. I don't care what we have to pay to get it. We're fucked! We're so fucked! I need to talk to Lucien right away! We need to lay low for, fuck I don't even know! We need to kill Potter before he can find out what we've been doing to Amelia's house." He ranted in a panicked voice.
"Record everything, and if he levels the compound follow him. If he meets with Lucien then follow him. I want the location of his den." Harry said patting the guys on the back before taking the portkey back to the boat.
It was almost four am, and everyone was asleep. Harry went into his bedroom and saw Abby asleep on the bed. He took off his clothes, and set his gun on the bed side table. He slipped into bed and Abby rolled over to curl up to his side.
"Did it go good?" She asked half asleep.
"Yeah. I'll tell you about it later. Go back to sleep." Harry said rubbing her back.
"Okay. Love you." She said before drifting off again.
"I love you too." Harry said holding her as she slepts. He closed his eyes but his mind was racing to fast to find sleep.