DISCLAIMER: That part of this world and those characters you've seen before belong to their Creator: JKR. The rest is mine - although I cannot quit my day job as I make no $$$

A/N: Rated M for some smutty stuff, but it's not the whole chapter.

CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO: BIRTHDAY SURPRISES.

WEDNESDAY, JULY 31st, 1996 - Potter Manor, Charenwell.

Harry awoke with his two favorite women in his arms. He loved waking up like this. He loved having two witches in his bed holding him in their arms and in their dreams. But if he had to pick a favorite pair it was his Hermione and his Luna. He had loved Hermione forever, it seemed. He and Luna also had a special connection practically from the day they first met and he regretted he had not met her years earlier. These two were his true anchors, something he really needed in this reality. They were his Consorts and the others were all bonus. He knew he could well have lived forever with either of them and just either of them and found peace and happiness in their arms. He was secretly glad he never had to make a choice between them as, while they were very different in many ways, they complimented each other and him as well. Hermione was both the logical side of his brain and his moral conscience. With Luna, he was learning the value of belief and faith. They were the cornerstones of this strange new world and each of the others were also becoming important parts of the structure, but these two were first. Without them, Harry felt, the whole "building" would never have been. He loved whenever it was just the two of them.

Today was his sixteenth birthday and he had already decided it should begin with a lie in. Yesterday had been Duke Work followed by other events. Harry and Neville had agreed to a joint party for their family and friends the night before. Today, it would just be him, these two wonderful women and those that had also become part of his family. Today, he planned to forget the troubles of the world and focus on what he saw as something right and two important parts of that something were snuggled up beside him with content smiles upon their sleeping faces. Through much of his life his nights were plagued by horrible nightmares. Since his first night with Hermione, he had not had a single one. He never remembered sleeping so well, even when he had to get up early.

He lay in bed with his two loves cuddled to each side and had no choice in his mind but to remember the good parts of the day before. His Hermione was pregnant! She was not the first, but in his mind she was the most important in that regard. Luna was not - not yet. Harry's hope was on Monday Luna would be next. Ginny and Connie were also up there. They had been his friends before any of this happened as well. Harry told Ginny just last night as they danced just how special she was in that regards. Connie was told as well. All of his girls were special, but of his concubines, Ginny and Connie had the added distinction of being his friend first. They knew this was important to him and seemed to be honored that they were both and "almost Hermione" or "almost Luna" or almost both. The biggest problem Harry had was not Voldemort or Dumbledore in some ways; it was dealing with all of his girls. They all deserved everything in a way. The problem was some had earned more. This bothered him even if they did not see it or chose not to see it.

He had spent a fair amount of time yesterday on Duke business. After Gringotts, he went to the site of Jamestown to observe the progress. According to the lead construction foreman, the first residential units were already built. Right now, what prevented people from locating was a lack of services such as groceries and such but they were under construction. There were a few office buildings, several high-rise residential buildings that already looked finished and were at least on the outside. He was told that the town could begin to accept its first residents and businesses as early as two weeks, three at the most.

On his way back to the Manor he also checked on the progress of the new town not a mile from his home. Already the remainder of the main roads were laid out. The three Weasley Manors and guest resort were well underway. The homes for Remus and Neville's parents were not as far along. Several other new homes were under construction as was the town center. The intersection where the road around the lake crossed over itself was now a large, park like roundabout with a very large and very old oak tree in the center. Around this park, shops of various descriptions were already going up. The new manors would be ready by the beginning of September, Harry was told. He could begin bringing in occupants ever earlier. He was told that by August 14th, the town could begin to be occupied although it would not be finished before mid September.

He was not using his time turner yesterday which meant not all of his girls had their time with him. Still, he felt he did well by them. He woke up with Sally-Anne who had been a wonderful bonding the night before. She also proved very eager to make sure her new "husband" was awake and reminded him that now that she had accepted almost everything and was love bonded to him, she wanted her rewards. Sally-Anne had not asked for permission yet. She told Harry she was going to wait a few months like some of the others as the Spring was going to be a very busy time for poor Harry already. After breakfast and before heading to Gringotts for a meeting with Bill, Harry "relaxed" with the "Greengrass" sisters. While to the world all his ladies were Blacks or Potters, he still thought of them by their maiden names and felt it was easier for him to do so. When he got back from his inspection tour and had a nice lunch with his "booty," which was what he called the five witches he acquired through confiscation, he then had the lot of them for afters. He might well have worked through more of his family, but there was the party to consider.

Harry and Neville had agreed on a combined party for their guests. Harry was certain Neville was having a two day party with just his wives down by Neville's lake and was slightly envious. They had wanted to keep it small, but small was now a very relative thing. First, they agreed they had to invite the other Harems. Bill, Fred and George added there now thirty-two wives and seven not yet Love Bound Concubines to the list. Frank and Alice would be accompanied by Frank's other five wives. Remus would be there with six wives, as his girlfriend Stephanie had become his Consort the prior Sunday. Then there was Cissy, Dudley and Clara, Clarice and her family and Harry had to invite his Cousin Samantha and her family. Dora's parents would be there as well along with the families of Harry's Charenwell wives: Fiona, Laura, Rhonda and Karen and Neville's Charenwell wife Miriam. All told it would come to one hundred and forty-four people.

Harry and Neville met their guests in the Conservatory and pointed them in the direction of the Veranda where a reception was in progress. It was in meeting the guests that Harry was brought up to speed on the recent changes in the various Houses. He was rather surprised to learn that of the seventy-five concubines who had arrived in Charenwell, where all but five were also bound; all but seven were now Love Bonded. Dudley and Clara were also engaged. That was an amusing story as Neville and Lavender had been there as well. Harry knew each family had its own bonding traditions; although it was rather odd to see it as such since the longest traditions dated back to early June at Fred and George's shop in London. Neville took his new girls out for dinner and dancing the very day they bonded, which was how he came to be present when Dudley asked Clara to marry him one day.

Dinner was held in the formal banquette hall, the room that had the portraits of all of Harry's ancestors, or at least all who had held the title of Duke of Charenwell. He saw that the portrait of his parents had changed, or at least the plaque beneath it had changed. Added to the plague were the names of him and his sister and their dates of birth:

Harry James Potter 31 July 1980
Clarice Lillian (Potter) Jameson 5 September 1981

There were two new portraits on the walls of the Hall. One was of Harry with all of the Potter wives, including Sally-Anne. Somehow the elves had managed to update the portrait in a day. The other was of Harry and all the Black wives. In that one he was named Lord Harry James Potter-Black.

Harry sat at one end of the long banquette table and Neville at the far end. Hermione and Luna sat at on either side of Harry, while Susan sat next to her husband. The remaining one hundred and thirty-nine guests sat on either side of the table. The seating was open, so people sat where they wanted and with whom they wanted which meant a lot of friends were getting reacquainted. To Hermione's left sat Padma and Parvati with Parvati's best friend Lavender there as well. To Luna's right sat the Jameson family. Parvati and Lavender were obviously exchanging notes about their recent experiences while Padma took the opportunity to tell Harry about what she and her sister had learned about Covens.

It was not much. Padma admitted there was very little information in the library about Covens. There was little of value that had been written in Britain or Europe for that matter. The best material they had found in the library were translations from Arabic, Hindi, Chinese and other eastern cultures and that was what they were using. What Padma could say was that Coven magic was incredibly powerful in some ways. The members of the Coven were likely to see their magical potential increase somewhat to be more compatible with the most powerful among them. The sources also said there could be an across the board increase in magical potential, although Padma doubted that applied to Harry's Girls, given how powerful Harry was. Padma suggested that where a Coven has a very, very powerful member like Harry, the magic of their bonds would raise all the others to be more like him. Her guess was a two hundred point increase on their Gant ratings, maybe more. But the sources also said this increase took time as in several months to be realized. In a Coven where most were at about the same power levels, there still would be an overall increase, just not as dramatic.

She explained that the Coven magic allowed members to learn certain magic in a different way. She explained to Harry that so long as one member of the Coven knew a spell, the others could learn it very quickly. This was also true with wandless magic, silent spell casting and probably animagus training, at least the expressive magic portion of it. Certain magics were not subject to this sharing however. Innate talents such as being a metamorph or a Seer could not be shared. Book magics such as Runes, Potions, Herbology and Arithmancy likewise had to be learned the same old way. So Coven magic enhanced spell casting, but it had other benefits. Wards done by a Coven were said to be scary powerful. Then there was the whole power sharing ability that allowed one member of the Coven to tap into the magical potential of the whole. From a magical combat perspective, this ability could prove crucial. Harry knew many of his girls, if not all of them, would want to be in the thick of any fighting. This new revelation gave him an argument that could keep them safe when the time came, and yet they would be helping him.

Following the very elegant dinner were the presents. Neville received scores of seeds, pods and cuttings of various magical plants. Longbottom House was going to include extensive greenhouses as Herbology was a passion for Neville so it was only fitting that he received gifts for his greenhouse. He was extremely pleased with his gifts, especially when he commented that several of his gifts were plants that were not even in the greenhouses at Hogwarts.

Harry received a different theme of gifts. Dudley had apparently suggested it to Hermione and a few of the others at the luncheon for the Charenwell witches a little over a week ago and everyone pitched in to buy the gifts. Harry received a huge, state of the art television with a DVD player and top of the line sound system. These were relatively new technologies and were probably over priced, but it did not matter as no one person was paying for all of it. In addition to the fancy TV, Harry also received scores of movies. Dudley had recommended many of them, although Hermione and some of the other Muggle Borns also had ideas. Harry wondered when he would have the time to watch movies. Hermione pointed out that either Saturday or Sunday would work. They could have a family movie night, which sounded like a wonderful idea to Harry.

In addition to his new movie collection, Harry also received a photo album. Hermione called it his public album, but did not elaborate. In it were loads of pictures of all of his girls. With Mallory and Minerva, the pictures went back to when they were in school as neither had any from before then. Stacey only had pictures of her since she came to Charenwell, but hoped (as did Mallory) that when her family relocated to Charenwell, she could get others. As for the rest, either their families had helped with pictures or the pictures came when the Elves packed up their belongings. The album had pictures of most of his girls practically from the time they were babies to the present day as well as their families. Even Ginny included pictures of her family stating that there was a time before her Mother "went Dark," a time when she believed her family was indeed happy and she wanted Harry to remember that time and that family, not the one of recent months. The album immediately became one of Harry's most prized possessions.

After the gifts were exchanged and the gathering had their fill of birthday cakes (there were two huge ones), the party moved to the huge Ballroom. Harry liked to think his dancing skills had improved markedly over the summer what with the two formal balls he had already attended and, more recently, his time turning. Two of his three time turning days included dinner and dancing with a few of his witches and he had included a third day as well, usually the day after a bonding. Still, while Hermione was certain Harry was becoming a wonderful dance partner, events like this meant he was on his feet for hours as he believed it essential to have at least one dance with each of his girls and as the host felt he should also dance with at least some of the guests, which included Cissy, his sister Clarice, his Cousin Samantha, and each of the other Consorts. As tiring as it was, Harry knew it was the best birthday he had ever had.

The party went late into the evening, which was why he was now having a peaceful lie in with Hermione and Luna. Still, today was his real birthday and his girls had managed to completely clear his schedule so he could spend the day with them. He did not know precisely what they had in mind for that day, but he had a very good idea and already had a plan in place if his idea proved correct. If he was correct, this day would be fun for all of them.

WEDNESDAY, JULY 31st, 1996 – Ministry of Magic, London, U.K.

Kingsley looked around the conference room and had a good idea what this meeting was about. Cornelius Fudge, de jure Minister for Magic was in his usual seat. Seated next to him was Rufus Scrimgeour, Kingsley's former boss and for all intents and purposes the acting Minister for Magic. The transition merely awaited approval from the Wizengamot which all knew was not forthcoming due to the vote problem. Kingsley was there as Head of the Aurors and acting Head of Magical Law Enforcement. Stephan Grim was from the Department for Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures and had been the "temporary" Head of the Concubine Registration office. Hadrian Peneselle was Head of Revenue and Finance. Then there was Dolores Umbridge, who had not specific function. She held the title of Senior Undersecretary for the Minister for Magic, but like many with similar titles, that would not inform anyone of what she did as she basically did what her boss wanted. Umbridge had done Fudge's dirty work for years including, if rumors were true, collecting bribes and extorting money. She had only recently returned from several weeks in Hospital following an unfortunate encounter with a herd of Centaurs. In Kingsley's opinion is was unfortunate that the herd allowed her to live. Percy Weasley was there from International Cooperation. Finally there was a man from the Auction House that apparently kept records on all Concubine sales.

"Right then," Rufus said. While technically not the Minister, everyone knew he was running the show, "status?"

"We have around thirty-two hundred registrations to date, Sir," the representative from Concubine Registration said. "One thousand fifty-seven are from the target age ranges from fourteen to twenty-seven."

"Is that all of them?"

"Most," the man from the Auction house said. "It does not include fifty-two of the First Time Whores from this year's crop. Then again, we know at least fifty were sold to a foreign buyer. Another thirty-three were confiscated from the default Black Tenants. As we know Lord Black is also Lord Potter, it is safe to assume those Whores are no longer in the Country."

"How many of those thirty-three were in the target group?"

"It's impossible to saw, Acting Minister. The Seller of the target group did not state and specifics as to the origin of his lots aside from the fact that he legally held title to them due to their Blood Status. All of them could be from the target group or none of them could be."

"And the fifty-two this year?" Umbridge asked.

"I am fairly confident none are part of the target group. The demand as I understand it was for witches sold between September 1988 and May of 1996. The seller seldom ever has done a Private Sale and he had none this year."

"And of those registered, can we identify any of the target group?" Scrimgeour asked.

"No Sir," the Registration Head replied. "The information on the forms is limited to their Birth Name, age, date of birth, current and prior owners and date of initial bonding. The forms did not ask about any prior information such as schools, parents or such."

"Why not? Surely it would have made this process easier?"

The man shrugged. "You asked for them to be registered. You did not express any interest in their prior history and as we know, no one really cares who one of those Whores were before."

"So we have a list of names and where they are, but no idea if any of them will get us out of this mess?"

"That's correct, Sir. Would you want my office to gather information about their pasts?"

Scrimgeour shook his head. "While it might help our immediate problem, the political backlash would be unacceptable. Most of the owners had no desire to discover that information. The Whores are all Muggle Borns or unwanted children or were. It might be seen as an attempt to improve their lot in life."

"They deserve the life they have," Dolores said. "It's a pity we don't sell all the Mudbloods into bondage."

"That would be all too obvious," the man from finance said. "The Muggle Borns would realize something was amiss. They represent over half of our revenue source. Fortunately, they are unaware of their share and, as compared to the Muggles; they are actually paying less in taxes than they would otherwise. To so overtly antagonize them might have a significant and detrimental effect on revenue. Unless you are willing to take a significant cut in pay, I would not recommend any action that threatens our tax base."

"Not that we could do so even if it were desirable," Scrimgeour said. "The Wizengamot is out of business. We are magically prohibited from making law. The job of the Ministry is to enforce the will of the Wizengamot, not usurp it."

"Pity," Umbridge said. "So where does that leave us?"

"We have the lists," Percy said, "we can forward the list to this Charenwell place and let them sort it out. Tell them here they are and tell us who you want."

"They could want the lot of them," Fudge said.

"Don't be an idiot," Scrimgeour shot back. "We know there are only forty-two of these whores that pique their interest. If they ask for more than that, we know they are lying and even the I.C.W. might back us if we refuse to either turn them over or pay the demanded reparations. We can send them the list?"

Percy nodded. "Best channel is probably through Gringotts. I'd recommend that as it is not under I.C.W. control. Were we to send it to the Charenwell Offices in Paris, it might fall into the wrong hands. The Goblins could care less about our little institution. The rest of our world, however…?"

"When can you get the list off?"

"If we have a good copy, today Sir."

"Excellent. Well before the deadline. What's your boss's position on negotiation?"

"He thinks we might be able to negotiate a lesser reparation payment provided we give them the Whores they want. He does not think they will agree to nothing, but a hundred thousand a head is a bit much."

"And just how do we deliver these Whores?" Dolores asked. "They are property! Their owners have rights!"

"Technically they are stolen property," Kingsley said. "We do have laws on the books about that. Their owners have no rights to stolen property and can be prosecuted for trafficking in contraband and stolen goods should they try and make things difficult."

"Still, why should we do this?" Umbridge asked. "The Whores deserve their lot and we are just going to turn them over? They are beasts! Their owners are what they deserve! And besides, we all know many respected members of our society own their own Whores. What would be the reaction if certain of our leaders suddenly found their playthings taken?" Kingsley knew this comment was directed at both Fudge and Scrimgeour who had their own little stables.

"We don't have much of a choice," the man from Finance and Revenue said. "We cannot afford the reparations at the current levels and cannot avoid it! The I.C.W. is backing Charenwell on this and we know the Goblins will not hesitate to empty our government vaults! August 10th! We have until then to solve this problem, otherwise we lost half or more of this year's operating budget!"

"But who says the only solution is to comply?" Dolores said sweetly.

"You have another idea?" Scrimgeour asked.

"Indeed," she replied. "I know this Potter brat quite well. He's a naïve fool, quite gullible. We simply send him what he wants to see."

"Explain."

"Rather than send him the Whores he wants, we send others. Specifically we send a team of Aurors and hit wizards to deal with the brat and his friends. Polyjuice Potion might well do the trick."

"And just how do we send them? No one even knows where this Charenwell place is!"

"It is my understanding you cannot get there by magical means," Kingsley said. "Obviously, this Potter kid must have some other way to transport people. The legend is many from that land travel by mundane means. We must assume he's arranged for transport for these … Whores. It follows that we will be asked to deliver them to a location for such transport…"

"And instead of the Whores, our assault force disguised as such. Brilliant idea!"

Brilliant indeed, Kingsley thought as he listened to the idiots brainstorm. It might take some doing, but he was certain he could get the titles to the girls once they were identified and they could be summoned to Charenwell just like all the others. The Ministry fools seemed to have forgotten that bit and the man from the Auction House was not volunteering any information. It bothered Kingsley a little. Harry would have to approve the plan, but it would be a blow to the Ministry and especially the idiots in this room if they actually went forward with it. He might well be condemning several Aurors and Hit Wizards to death crossing the wards, but this was a war and that sort of thing happened. It would be a political disaster for these idiots. He would be meeting with his Duke in a couple of days. By then, they should have the list and be able to counter this foolhardy threat and retrieve the kidnap victims.

WEDNESDAY, JULY 31st, 1996 – Riddle Manor, U.K.

"Ah Severus," Voldemort said, "at last. It has been a while."

"My apologies, My Lord," Snape said with a bow. "It would seem that I was unaware how little the Old Man is actually involved with the running of the school."

"Ah yes, Deputy Headmaster Snape," Voldemort chuckled. "I might say congratulations are in order, but you seemed less than thrilled with your elevation."

"I have been buried in paperwork since I accepted the posting," Snape continued. "I am forced to wonder if our Headmaster does anything more than attend the occasional meal."

"Too busy with his pathetic little games?"

"That would seem to be the case."

Voldemort nodded. "And who, pray tell, shall be replacing McGonagall at Transfiguration?"

"I know not, My Lord. Not for certain at any rate. Dumbledore is looking, but has also mentioned that if he is unable to find a replacement, he'll teach the course himself."

"Taking him away from his more annoying extracurricular activities," Voldemort nodded. "That would be most useful at this time. Defense Against the Dark Arts?"

"He has asked me to accept that position, My Lord," Snape replied. "I am reticent to do so."

"Oh? Ah, the curse!"

Snape nodded.

"It does not hold if the position is held by one loyal to me," Voldemort said. "I would advise accepting the offer. It is a far better post to observe new talent than your current position. I need fighters even more than Potions Masters. Assuming you do so, what are the plans for Potions?"

"Dumbledore is seeking Professor Slughorn as we speak, although he is not too hopeful."

"Oh?"

"Dumbledore is certain the man is in hiding now that you have returned."

"Yes," Voldemort nodded. "He was once a man I admired. But he did refuse to join us and I was less than pleased with his reasoning on the matter. But alas, he remained at Hogwarts so I was unable to express my displeasure in the matter in person. As I understand, he retired the summer after my unfortunate incident with the Potters paving the way for a loyal follower to assume his position."

Snape nodded. "He apparently went into hiding again as soon as he heard of your return, My Lord."

"Indeed? I cannot waste my time on him, Severus. I could not before and certainly cannot now. Our losses during my incapacitation must be replaced. That is our first priority! A cowardly Potions Master is of minor concern for now. Besides, when I approached him I was in need of his services both within his expertise and as a spy within Hogwarts School. Both positions are now more than ably filled by you, Severus. The time may come when I can express my displeasure with the man, but he is at most of minor concern. You should tell your Headmaster this. Perhaps knowing I am not seeking him with every limited resource at my disposal might encourage him to return to the classroom? I consider your taking the Defense position to be of greater importance in the near and long term than any disagreement I might have with that man."

"Yes My Lord."

"But, while this information is most interesting, it is not why I've asked to see you. Tell me: what is the Old Man doing in regards to Potter?"

"Pulling his hair out," Snape replied. "He has made effort to locate all of the boy's closest associates to no avail. The Mudblood Granger and her family have left the country completely. Her parents have placed their home and business up for sale indicating they have no intention of returning. As you are aware, we believe the Mudblood is with Potter."

"Indeed."

"Aside from the idiot Weasley Boy," Severus continued, "all others are officially listed as missing. Again, the Headmaster believes they have left the country and are with Potter, wherever he might be. The Headmaster thought of using the boy as bait to lure Potter back, but has concluded that Potter has written the Weasley boy off."

"So a hostage is not an option?"

"Even his Muggle relatives are gone, Sir. It is doubtful there is anyone whose peril might entice the boy into acting the idiot. The best option was Black who was killed at the Ministry. The Werewolf might be another, but he too is missing. Dumbledore is beside himself. Then again, this is one time he's not in control of things."

"So Potter is out of the country?" Voldemort asked. "From Pius I am aware that is the Ministry's opinion."

"One of the members of the Order has a rather unique object," Snape nodded. "It indicates to some extent the location and condition of any person she considers of interest. Potter is one such person and her device reports he is lost."

"As in dead?"

"As in somewhere unknown," Snape said. "Dumbledore seems to know more about this Charenwell place than he lets on. My impression is that if Potter is there, neither we nor Dumbledore can get to him."

"A minor concern, I'm afraid," Voldemort replied. "Again our current circumstances preclude any concerted effort to get to the boy unless he is fool enough to come knocking."

"But the prophecy!"

"I may have misjudged its significance," Voldemort replied. "My former demise may well have been as you say Dumbledore believes: an accident of nature caused by that Mudblood's pathetic love. That is no indication the boy is of any concern."

"And the duel?"

"Mr. Olivander has been most kind and generous with information, after a little persuasion. It would seem my wand and the boy's wand are made from the same core materials from the same exact creature. The boy could be little better than a squib and I could not defeat him. Brother wands cancel each other out or some such. Then again, the same limitation holds for him. Even if he has some power that could defeat me, his wand would prevent any such thing from occurring."

"So the prophecy…?"

"You are as aware as I that we do not know the entire prophecy. I fear I might have acted too hastily in the matter fifteen years ago, but it was based upon the information I had at the time and the advice from supporters who claimed to be knowledgeable about such things. I never studied the particulars of Divination, finding it to be generally far too imprecise to be of any true utility. Were it not for Rookwood saying that the Prophecy was deemed of interest by his colleagues at the Department of Mysteries, I might not have given it another thought.

"But…?"

"We made many assumptions on little information, Severus. We assumed that the Dark Lord in question was me. Assuming that it was something more than the muttering of a known fall down drunk, it should be remembered that only my followers and supporters use that term in regards to me. Remember your history, Severus. The last wizard to be generally referred to as a Dark Lord by the population at large was Grindelwald. For me, it was You-Know-Who and other such rubbish.

"We assumed that what we heard meant my supposed nemesis would be born at the end of July, but could it not have meant something else? Did it mean born? Did it even mean 1980? Assuming it is real at all, it could just have easily have meant a foreign mercenary arriving on our shores, could it not? Now I am forced to wonder. Still, we did move to exterminate the two likely candidates: Potter and Longbottom."

"And failed," Severus added.

"Indeed," Voldemort replied. "I made a strategic error back then banking on fear being able to overcome the relative lack of intelligence and skill within my forces. That mistake cost us then and has cost us heavily in recent weeks. It would seem our typical Operations personnel are not nearly as effective against and adversary that does not soil themselves at the sight of them. We need to be mindful of that going forward."

"Yes My Lord."

"I fear we had grown far too over confident in our ability to make the others cower in terror. We were on the cusp of taking over when that Prophecy fell into our laps. I am forced to wonder whether you were intended to hear what you did."

"My Lord?"

"Fear not, Severus. We both know there are few depths of depravity the so called Leader of the Light will not plumb. There is as much blood on his hands as any of ours; he just chooses a different means of accomplishing his more violent goals. Rather than stand and fight, he goads his enemies into traps within traps and throws away his own when it suits him. His disdain for actually killing is the ultimate in hypocrisy and hubris and will be his undoing in the end, most likely. Considering what transpired after you heard that so called Prophecy, I must now at least consider the possibility it was planted to goad us into acting rashly. I am disappointed to admit, the Old Fool succeeded if that was his intention."

"So Potter's not…?"

"He is still a symbol for the pathetic masses! In that regard he is a threat."

"So what is it you intend?"

"If he's truly left, we leave things be," Voldemort said. "True, I would enjoy placing his head on a pike in the Ministry Atrium, but that can wait. The more important thing is he ran off like a coward. The Great Hero is gone. Who will stand up to me knowing there is no great Savior to help them? It is not an ideal situation, but the primary threat that boy posed was as a symbol. The ignorant masses believed he would defeat me! They resisted to the extent they have thus far because they believe the Boy will save them. Well now it appears no such thing is in the offing. I would prefer him dead, but gone works just as well for our purposes. We can now focus our efforts on reconstituting our forces and moving towards our rightful place as the ruling class."

"And if he were to return?"

"Do you believe he will, Severus?"

"No. The boy's a coward in my opinion. It got a little too real for him and he's shot of us."

"We are in agreement. We will, of course, deal with him in time. But he's of no immediate concern."

WEDNESDAY, JULY 31st, 1996 – Potter Manor, Charenwell.

Harry had made a promise to himself that at least for today, his birthday, he would refrain from thinking about the multitude of things he was now seemingly in charge of. He would forget about the war, the evacuation, the Muggle Government, the various construction projects. All that mattered today was his family and deep down he doubted he would ever have another Birthday with just him and his girls. No, he knew that would never happen. This time next year he would probably be up to his neck in children and nappies. He chuckled to himself at the thought and this apparently woke the two angels snuggled into either side of him.

"What's so funny, Harry Love?" Hermione asked softly.

"Just thinking," he replied.

"Oh?" Luna said. "I do hope they are wickedly dirty thoughts!"

"Erm…not really," Harry said.

"Oh poo!" Luna giggled. "And here I hoped you were planning on using your Time Turner today so we could all get a good Harry Time."

"Several good Harry times," Hermione purred. "You did think of that, didn't you?"

"I did."

"Oh goodie!" Luna all but squealed. "Hermione and I so want to do two of you at once!"

"You – you do?"

"Mm-Hmm," Hermione said. "You get all the fun three ways. This way would be our fun."

"Another one of your fantasies?"

"Not until recently," Hermione giggled. "Never wanted two boys at once. But this isn't two boys, is it? It's just doing you twice at the same time. That sounded like fun when Dora mentioned it. She and Mallory did do that before and found it … interesting."

"I…well, I was going to just divide you up. Divide and conquer you know?"

"Oh that's no fun," Luna said.

"I just thought watching me shag might creep me out a bit."

"I'm sure you won't mind once it starts, Love," Hermione said. "Please?"

"You won't regret it love," Luna said. "A few of us want to try something new, just to see if we like it. But we all agree no new sex unless we get double ended."

"Excuse me?"

"Your cock in both ends, silly," Hermione said. "We suck you while you fuck us."

"Really?"

"It really sounds like great fun!" Luna said.

"I … I guess."

"Besides, Harry, we both know this might be your only real birthday orgy. Next year there'll be babies to consider and we want you well and truly shagged out."

"And us as well," Hermione added. "I think five of you should do nicely."

"F-five?"

"I figure five of you could easily do all of us five or six times at least without really pushing your limits."

"Meaning more of you for those you take to bed tonight," Luna added.

"I – I guess," Harry said as Luna straddled his body lowering herself onto him.

"I so love waking you up," she said just before she began.


Harry sat on the Bonding Couch naked and blindfolded. His girls had promised him a couple of special presents. The first had been when he arrived in the Library. Hermione and Luna sat him at their bonding spot and handed him a photo album. This was his private album, one that was charmed so that only he and his girls could see the pictures, he was told. He opened it. There on the first page was a picture of Astoria; a very naked, very sexy picture of Astoria. There were six pages of naked Astoria, including at least three pictures where she was obviously pleasuring herself. And, as these were magical pictures, they moved. Astoria's pictures were followed by Connie, also naked although not in the same poses.

"All of us," Hermione said. "Alphabetical order by first name. Six pages each for now."

"Just us for now," Luna added. "We'll add several girl sex photos later."

"We know how you like watching," Hermione added.

"For now?"

"Oh yes," Hermione said. "We intend to update it."

"With – with what?"

"Every few months or so," Luna said. "That way you can see some of us get our boobies and such and others of us with our baby bellies, or both."

"Why do I need…?"

"Don't you like it?" Hermione asked with a pout.

"Sure he does," Luna said. Harry's opinion of the book was hard to miss. It was even harder to miss as all his girls took of their robes and gathered around him. It was then when Hermione and Luna blindfolded him. He chuckled as those two had very active and kink imaginations and he still wondered what this new sex was going to be about.

Although getting a blow job while blindfolded was not as kinky as he expected. He was expecting something like maybe a game. He was expecting to be asked to guess who it was who was taking care of his opinion about their book. He only knew who it was not, as Hermione and Luna were still sitting on either side of him taking turns kissing him. Whoever it was between his legs was enthusiastic, Harry would give her that much. Then again, they all were. He had no idea. He reached his point of no return where he could not stop even if he wanted to. It was then that the blindfold was removed, although he did not take advantage to see who it was, rather he kept his eyes closed as his climax built and he released into the mystery mouth, which did not stop. None of them did. The woman climbed into his lap after a few minutes and began kissing him tenderly. When she finally broke the long kiss, Harry was ready for more and felt her shifting. He always loved the feeling of entering one of his girls. She was slowly moving up and down, kissing him in between her moans of pleasure. It was only now that he bothered to open his eyes.

"Cissy?" he asked in shock. She could only smile and nod in reply.

"What the…" he began, although he made no effort to stop her.

"We give her to you," Hermione said in his ear, just as she gives herself to you."

"Why?" was all Harry could manage.

"She asked us," Luna said. "She's thirty-three and has never been truly loved by a man before, Harry. She wants that. She knows you can give that to her. She knows because for three weeks she has seen you give that to us."

"In our society, it is unlikely she'll find a decent husband, Harry," Hermione said. "Divorce and Annulment are exceedingly rare. You must understand how much she hated her life when she asked for her Annulment. She was giving up any realistic hope for marriage. Wizards can get around the stigma of a failed marriage through Concubines. Witches have no such outlet. The best she could hope for is as a Mistress with no prospects, no guarantees, and no family."

"A Mistress is usually disowned," Luna added. "Certainly if she's from a wealthy family."

"How's this helping?" Harry gasped as he could not help but watch Cissy biting her lip as her pleasure began to build along with his own.

"We're your Consorts," Hermione said. "We gave her to you as a gift and she gives herself to you of her own free will."

"As such," Padma said, "when you two finish, she can Love Bond and become one with the Coven."

"A Concubine?" Harry stuttered.

"No," Padma said. "Nor a Consort or Wife At Law. This Bond is not well known in Britain, but is known in India. When there is a healthy Coven, the Bond can form with any witch invited in without a pre-existing basis such as Consort, Concubine or Wife. Basically, The Consorts have to allow it and the rest of us, along with the Consorts, must approve the match, as it were, and we do."

"Oh MERLIN!" Cissy moaned as she reached her peak.

"Finish her, Harry," Hermione whispered. "Show her the meaning of multiple orgasms!"

Harry needed to finish, but it was also clear that Cissy was not in any condition to finish him. He shifted them around so that she was lying on her back and kissed her hard as he took over the act. A few minutes later, they both reached their peak. It was several minutes before Cissy could think straight. She then placed her hand over his heart and spoke the oath of the Love Bond. With nineteen witches who would flay him alive if he did otherwise, Harry accepted the oath and there was a flash of magic, followed by applause from the witnesses.

"Thank you, Harry," she whispered. "You have no idea what this means to me."

"Um, you're welcome?"

"I can have a life again!"

"Um, okay," he replied then turned to Hermione. "And how does this work? She's neither Consort nor Concubine. What is she then?"

"There is no word in English for her," Padma said. "She is neither and both and bound to you as surely as we are. And, as her Bond is through the Coven, then she is bound to the rest of us as well."

"What's that mean?"

"Well," Cissy said softly, "in addition to all the benefits of the Coven that we all now share, it also means I am now with all of you. I never knew true physical intimacy with another before, now I'll probably have more than I ever dreamt possible. Although it does mean I'll probably wind up in bed with all of the others."

"Children?" Harry asked.

"Unavoidable," Hermione said. "The Coven drives us to procreate even more surely than the Consort Bond."

"Family? Inheritance? You do know your niece is in this Coven?"

"I am and will remain a Black," Cissy said. "But as I understand it, I am not bound to any one House. You'll have twelve Potters, twelve in House Black, and me. I'm bound to all now."

"No cross-bonding?"

"It might not even be necessary for the others," Hermione said. "We don't know when we became a Coven. It might never have been necessary once the first Love Bonds were taken. We don't know."

"But cross-bondings are fun," Luna added, "so we think we should keep it for the others."

"As for Inheritance," Cissy said, "I have my Bride Price back. It's fairly substantial so you shouldn't worry about that. And as for Dora, you do know you have two pairs of sisters, don't you?"

"I always wondered about that," Harry said. "Isn't that incest or something?"

"Girl sex is not incest," Hermione said. "It's a magical necessity. In the Muggle World masturbation is also frowned upon, but for developing witches sexual release is a necessity. I was quite okay doing myself, but I have found the intimacy is much more … satisfying."

"I won't say girl sex is common among sisters," Cissy said. "I was years younger than my sisters, although Andy did help me before she was disowned. I would never have done that with Bellatrix."

"Like at school," Daphne said, "there needs to be a comfort level between the partners. It's not like love or lust, but you must trust the girl and at least like her as a friend. Unless you swing that way by nature, of course."

"And we don't," Astoria said. "None of us do. It may satisfy our magical needs and be enjoyable, but we all need a man."

"And we have one hell of a man," Stacey added. "So, are we all going to get man sexed until we can't think straight today?"

"I'd say so," Harry chuckled as he saw four later versions of him entering the Library.

Harry found that having other versions of him around and shagging was a little creepy at first, although apparently the girls were really enjoying it. Four Harrys would take two of the girls while one took two others. The Harrys would rotate their positions after each set of girls and they were done. Once every girl had been with two Harrys, Harry (version one) divided his girls into five groups of four for the remainder of their day (he, of course, would relive this day four more times before his Birthday was over).

Harry (version one)'s group included Cissy, Daphne, Astoria and Dora. He should have known better than to keep all the Slytherins (and Blacks) together. They did their best to wear him out and he had four more days of this! Then two of them wanted to do something different or at least try it. He learned that Dora had come to enjoy having a man in her bum and Daphne wanted to try it as well. He also learned that at least one girl in each group was going to give it a go as well. Harry (version two) was with Mallory, Luna, Hermione and Connie and Mallory and Luna were going to try it. Harry (version three) had Padma, Parvati, Laura and Stacey and Parvati was willing. Harry (version four) had Katie, Ginny, Karen and Sally-Anne, with Karen wanting a go. Finally, Harry (version five) had Tabatha, Fiona, Rhonda and Minerva with Fiona and Rhonda wanting a shot. Some had been forced to do that before and as they had not enjoyed the regular sex before, but enjoyed it immensely now wondered if it was related. Others were just curious. Harry wasn't sure what he thought of it aside from the fact it was very different. Still, while some would probably not ask for a repeat, some would and none of them blamed him for anything. What he was sure of is that there would be twenty very satisfied witches at breakfast on Thursday.

Harry (version one) spent that night with Cissy, who proved to be even more eager than he could have imagined. She did explain as she strove to wear him out that she had at least seventeen years of frustration now demanding relief. She finally gave him a break around three in the morning. It was a good thing, he thought, that at least he could have a lie in before he turned time and joined the party again. Poor Cissy would have to get up early just like every other day as to her it was now and would remain Thursday and she was needed for her services of a non-naked or intimate variety as his Executive Secretary.

He lay awake thinking about this turn of events. A month ago, he would have said no, absolutely not. He probably would not have allowed Hermione and Luna to trick him like they did, maybe. But he knew it was now beyond his ability to control. The girls, including Cissy, wanted this and he could no longer say no to their wants.

A/N: RELATIONSHIP SCORECARD:

If you didn't read the Intro, you missed that. This is so you can keep up with who's with who and how.

Key:

Names in Italics = OC

Gr – Gryffindor, Hu – Hufflepuff, Ra – Ravenclaw, Sl – Slytherin.

SG – St. George's School, PE – Prince Edward School, SA – St. Andrew's, SP – St. Patrick's, SD – St. David's.

(Number indicates last year completed. No number means they finished all seven years.)

P = pregnant.

Harry James Potter, age 16.* HOUSE POTTER
1. Hermione Jane (Granger) Potter, age 16 (Gr-5); CONSORT.*P
2. Minerva Grace (McGonagall) Potter-Black, age 68 (Gr).P - girl.
3. Astoria Lynn (Greengrass) Potter-Black, age 14 (Sl-3).*
4. Ginevra Molly (Weasley) Potter-Black, age 14 (Gr-4).*
5. Stacey Marie (Campbell) Potter-Black, age 17 (SA-5).*
6. Laura Teresa (Oliver) Potter-Black, age 21 (PE-5).*
7. Rhonda Kaye (Lester) Potter-Black, age 17 (SD-5).
8. Katie Anna (Bell) Potter-Black, age 17 (Gr-6).
9. Padma (Patil) Potter-Black, age 16 (Ra-5).
10. Sally-Anne (Perks) Potter-Black, age 16 (SG-5).

HOUSE BLACK
1. Luna Celeste (Lovegood) Black, age 15 (Ra-4); CONSORT.*
2. Dora (Tonks) Black-Potter, age 22 (Hu).*P – girl.
3. Mallory Michelle (Grant) Black-Potter, age 39 (Hu).P - boy.
4. Daphne Renee (Greengrass) Black-Potter, age 16 (Sl-5).*P
5. Tabatha Simone (Collins) Black-Potter, age 16 (SA-5).*
6. Fiona Michelle (Simpson) Black-Potter, age 22 (SD).*

7. Karen Maria (Green) Black-Potter, age 18 (PE-5).
8. Constance Maria (Plumber) Black-Potter, age 16 (SG-5).
9. Parvati (Patil) Black-Potter, age 16 (Gr-5).

1. Narcissa (Cissy) Black, age 33 (4/23/63) (Sl-5); Coven Bonded 7/31/96.

Bill Weasley, age 25.
1. Fleur Patrice (Delacour) Weasley, age 19; CONSORT.P – girl.
2. Mary Ellen (Howard) Weasley, age 18 (Hu-5).*P
3. Samantha Christine (Johnson) Weasley, age 17 (SG-5).*
4. Peggy Louise (Nolan) Weasley, age 17 (9/6/78) (Hu-6).*
5. Elizabeth Olive (Nolan) Weasley, age 14 (Gr-3).
6. Lana Catherine (Powell) Weasley, age 22 (SA).*
P
7. Carla (Masterson) Weasley, age 20 (PE-5).*
8. Donna Lynn (Roselle) Weasley, age 19 (SG-5).
9. Christine Celine (Paulson) Weasley, age 17 (PE-5).

10. Mandy (Brocklehurst) Weasley, age 16 (Ra-5).
11. Wendy Seline Hendricks, age 15 (Gr-4).
12. Agnes Gabrielle (Martin) Weasley, age 15 (Hu-4).
13. Morgan Laura Carlson, age 14 (Hu-3).

Neville Algicyrus Longbottom, age 16.*
1. Susan Marie (Bones) Longbottom, age 16 (Hu-5); CONSORT.*P – boy, girl (twins).
2. Amber Selma (Harker) Longbottom, age 33 (Sl-5).*P - boy, girl (twins).
3. Penelope Ann (Clearwater) Longbottom, age 20 (Ra).*P
4. Annette Lucille (Harper) Longbottom, age 24 (SD).*
5. Deborah Leigh (McLean) Longbottom, age 20 (SA).*
6. Miriam Olivia (Riley) Longbottom, age 18 (SG-5).
7. Amanda (Kennedy) Longbottom, age 16 (SP-5).
8. Hannah Suzanne (Abbott) Longbottom, age 16 (Hu-5).
9. Patricia Faye (Abbott) Longbottom, age 14 (Hu-3).
10. Megan Allison (Jones) Longbottom, age 16 (Hu-5).
12. Leanne Lucille (Tinker) Longottom, age 17 (Gr-6).
13. Lavender Sue (Brown) Longbottom, age 16 (Gr-5).

Fred Weasley, age 18.
1. Alicia May (Spinet) Weasley, age 18 (Gr); CONSORT.*P
2. Verity Nicole (Smith) Weasley, age 21 (SG-5).*P – boy.
3. Danielle Louise (Carter) Weasley, age 20 (SG-5).*P
4. Victoria (Vicki) (Peters) Weasley, age 17 (Ra-6).*
5. Rachel Francine Peters, age 15 (Ra-4).*
6. Coleen (Harrington) Weasley, age 23 (SP).*
7. Elisha Susan (Stout) Weasley, age 21 (SD).
8. Helen May (Ivey) Weasley, age 20 (SG-5).
9. Caroline (Folsom) Weasley, age 18 (SD-5).
10. Annette Maria (Barnes) Weasley, age 15 (Gr-4).
11. Simone (Fanning) Weasley, age 15, (Hu-4).
12. Jessica (Jessie) Bates, age 14 (Gr-3).
13. Jennifer Lynn Faulken, age 14 (Hu-3).

George Weasley, age 18.
1. Angelina Olivia (Johnson) Weasley, age 18 (Gr); CONSORT.*P – boy.
2. Shelly Ann (Parker) Weasley, age 22 (SG).*P
3. Ellen Suzanne (North) Weasley, age 20 (SG).*P
4. Anna Melissa (Jenkins) Weasley, age 17 (Hu-6).*
5. Roberta Elaine (Larson) Weasley, age 25 (PE).*
6. Georgina Emma (Parker) Weasley, age 22 (SG).*
7. Eileen (O'Malley) Weasley, age 21 (SP-5).
8. Isabel (Tate) Weasley, age 19 (SA).
9. Tammy (Grey) Weasley, age 15 (Hu-4).
10. Pamela Ray (Adams) Weasley, age 15 (Ra-4).
11. Selene Adams, age 13 (Ra-2).
12. Betsy Watson, age 14 (Gr-3).
13. Elaine Lucinda Manning, age 14 (Hu-3).

Lord Mayor Remus John Lupin, age 36.
1. Stephanie Mia (Rogers) Lupin, age 24 (9/17/71); CONSORT (7/27/96).
2. Sarah Michelle (Hanson) Lupin, age 21 (SG).*
3. Amelia Renee (Carpenter) Lupin, age 21 (SG).*
P
4. Tara Frances (Marks) Lupin, age 20 (SG-5).*
5. Christy (Matthews) Lupin, age 19 (SG).
6. Ellie Beth (Mitchell) Lupin, age 18 (PE-5).

Frank Longbottom, age 41.
1. Alice Maria (Pierson) Longbottom, age 40 (Ra); CONSORT.
2. Sandra Ellen (Butler) Longbottom, age 24 (SP).*
3. Veronica Helen (Riordan) Longbottom, age 23 (SP).*
P
4. Gretchen Lee (St. James) Longbottom, age 21 (PE).*
5. Marie (White) Longbottom, age 19 (SD).
6. Carol Matilda (Timmerman) Longbottom, age 17 (SD-5).

* - Indicates in flight training RDCAF.