Check first chapter for summary, disclaimer, and other warnings.
Chapter 31 – Queens
posted June 19th, 2020
Dear Diary,
After the year of the Princes, at school, John was treated to an upgrade with his Queens.
Finding himself troubled by the lack of information concerning Voldemort, Dumbledore spent most of his time scouring the world to find him. To no avail. McGonagall was already doing most of his job as Deputy, so she continued, and nobody noticed the difference. Needless to say, since the Headmaster wasn't there at all, he stopped being paid.
He didn't even notice.
Perhaps because a particular prankster was in the place, which had allowed John and Hermione to revise their plans: instead of quitting the school and join Beauxbatons, they "simply" dropped a few potions in the Headmaster's drinks. At his age, being slightly more forgetful than normal wasn't even going to register.
With Dumbledore running in circles, and McGonagall free to do as she wished, some changes occurred in the curriculum. Muggleborns gained a mandatory course in wizarding culture and traditions, and the Muggle course became obligatory too, for wizarding children. Muggle courses were offered, so that students leaving the wizarding world wouldn't be lost.
Social events became organized to unite the school, allowing students out of uniform to meet independently of their House. There, John met the big sister of the young Slytherin girl who wanted to marry him before: Daphne Greengrass. Nicknamed "Queenie" by her few friends, the witch was quite happy to be able to get out of the Slytherin mindset. And dorms too, apparently, since she jumped his bones as soon as they were alone.
Apparently, she heard from her sister about John's upcoming coven, and having dreamt of such a way of gaining girl friends and boyfriend at the same time, she jumped on the bandwagon – one of the last to do so.
Another queen of social situations was Lavender, and that ability transferred to the last event of the school year. Once again importing from the muggles, the school organized a prom night – it had been regularly asked for, after the success of the Twi-Wizard Yule ball.
And the bubbly buxom blonde found herself blushing as she received the first crown of Hogwarts' Prom Queen. To the music of "We Are the Champions", from… Queen.
Members of that rock formation must have been magical, I think, because the titles that followed struck home for many listeners there – the most notable being A Kind of Magic, of course.
Speaking of magical music, John continued to play the cello, but without the Silencing ward now. It attracted listeners, and other players, and they did group music too.
He continues to play after Hogwarts, too, and has even participated in large concerts and recordings. However, he always waives the royalties, saying he doesn't need them, and that the other musicians need them more than he does. Or some foundation or other for the betterment of mankind – he's not the gullible boy he could have been, though, and thoroughly inspects any would-be recipient of his largesses.
After all, he's loaded. And as each of his women brings her own abilities and assets to the pot, it isn't like any of them is really forced to work. Those who do, they do because they found their calling, and take pleasure in their work.
Speaking of royalties, and queens, I must mention our Sovereign, Queen Elizabeth the Second, because when London increasingly numerous security cameras started recording wizards doing magic, it had to be resolved one way or another. And joining Amelia when she met the muggle government heads, I met the lady.
The result wasn't really up to my expectations, but I can't complain much – after all, despite her position, she was a muggle woman. An old muggle woman, at that.
The old muggle woman was still queen of England and the remainder of the Commonwealth, though, and I couldn't miss her face still looking at me when we took a vacation in Australia… because it was on their money too.
Why Australia? Well, Luna wanted to find the elusive jackalopes, and had already scoured the Americas without success. And Hermione wanted to visit the place where their plan intended to bring them all (including her parents) should Dumbledore prove to be a pain in the ass.
Heh. Queensland. The Queen, again.
Thankfully, the plan wasn't implemented. It had two versions: Hermione erasing her memories of her parents, or her own memories of bringing them here. And the girl hadn't really wanted to alter her parent's memories. Nor hers.
Su followed Hermione, still. Her primary education had instilled a sense of honour telling her to stay, in order to protect her in return. And the means to do so as well: training in martial arts after Hogwarts, the girl was quick to acquire black belts in several disciplines. And a few unnamed ones she invented herself, because magic allowed for moves and strategies unavailable to non-magical people.
Of course, John was there too. The boy (no, young man, now) treats his women as if they were queens, each of them, and they allow him to do so.
I'm a little jealous, but have no reason to confront him about it: I have my own "following" in Charlie and Fleur.
Bill tried to poach the Veela for himself, but she wasn't one to settle down with one guy – contrarily to her sister who actually bonded with John when they were both adults. Fleur wasn't against a ménage à quatre, though, and we did test the configuration a few times. But the two redheads were uncomfortable and left it at that.
Now that the Veela had tasted two Weasley men, we joked that she had to "collect them all" – like pokemons. She didn't do Arthur, for the obvious reason that his wife would flip. She didn't do Ron, because the boy was far too immature. And premature, too: he was already spent when she approached him, the one time they met after Hogwarts.
That left the twins. And with the way they are with their girlfriends, they didn't mind a romp together. And them, too. And us.
It might seems too promiscuous, but, really, it's Fleur who does all the work – and don't worry about infections or diseases: Veela are immune. Otherwise, we would all have gotten Sirius' crabs – seriously, the guy is funny, but not the cleanest tool in the shed (whether in human form or as a flea-bitten mutt). Of course, he blames Azkaban each time (where showers were inexistent), but he has the grace to feel ashamed and take a shower every time we bring it up.
Yes, Fleur did "do" him, as well as his friend Lupin, and the two together. Honestly, given how much she was "feeding", it was only a matter of time before she found herself getting fatter. Well… not quite. It was a "lump of fat" that came alive a few months after having been discovered.
A baby, in other words. A baby girl.
She called her Victoire, but it's practically impossible to determine who was the father: as a Veela, the little girl inherited every trait from her mother. But after calculating dates with Gabrielle giving him a few relevant information (like the Veela's usual pregnancy duration), John blushed hard. And he took an inordinate amount of time to take care of the baby. Quickly joined by others from the other women of the family.
…yours truly included. I got a baby boy whom I named Ted, like my father (who was particularly pleased… even when the little tyke showed her mother's genes by changing his hair blue at the tender age of three).
To be continued in next chapter: Relics…