Red Aspect Booster Gear

by dingo-822

After sacrificing his life to save his friends, Harry Potter wakes up and find himself with a new life and a new name, Harry Gremory. Watch as Harry finds his place amongst Gods, Angels, Devils and Dragon not as a human but a Devil with a red dragon whispering in his mind. [Harry x Harem], [Mature Content], [Incest]. This Story is just a trial run to get back into writing.

AN - This is just a test run, I might pull it down and redo it at a later date.

Chapter 1

"Harry, Harry don't," a cry was heard behind the dark-haired man with glowing emerald eyes.

Looking back over his shoulder to see a young woman pleading with him beside her was a red-haired man his age, "I have no choice" Harry said as he looked at the glowing, pulsing crystal.

The young woman's brown hair whipped around her head as she tried to push herself off the ground and make her way to the man she loved as a brother only for some force to keep pushing her down, "Please. Don't do this Harry we can find another way" She begged tears falling down her face.

"Harry, listen to Hermione your know she's right," Ron begged his best friend.

Hearing the pair beg Harry turned and quickly made his way to them, when reached Hermione he bent down and lifted her into a standing position. Leaning his forehead against her's he looked into her eye.

"Hermione, I have to do this-", he said only to be interrupted before he could finish.

"Why, Why you. Why are you the one who has to give up everything for these ungrateful people!" she shouted at the man.

Harry looked at her tear-stained face before looking at the man still on his knees, bending down he grabbed the man's forearm and pulled him up into a three-way hug to steady them, "You both know why I have to do this, no one else can even get close to it, you both can barely stand. If I don't who else will be able to contain it, the Hallows made my magic and body stronger. So, I'll be able to open a rift into the æther and send it through, and if worse comes to worst I will seal it into myself."

"How, how would you even know how to do that Harry? For all you know you could try to do this and just kills you instead. Let someone else do it for once, the Unspeakables will be here soon." Hermione shouted, over the roaring wind as Ron nodded beside her.

"Listen to her Harry, you know she's right," Ron said.

Shaking his head, before he spoke softly, "Hermione I don't think the Hallows aren't what they appear to be, the whole Master of Death thing is most likely bullshit, for all I know they could be but I don't know if the three items were gifted to them by Death and at the moment I don't care. They probably were made by the brothers; I say this because I think they have been collecting the knowledge from every person that handled them. I know, because one of the owners of the wand was one of The Eight Immortals from Chinese mythology, he knew how to open paths to the æther." He finished.

Before Hermione and Ron could talk again and try to stop him, he pulled them both closer to him he rested his forehead against theirs, "Hermione, Ron we both know that Ministry would only try to stop it so they can study it later. We can't let that happen; whatever this is that Voldemort found we can't let them get a hold of it. Can you imagine what the Purebloods would do with this? They would use it not only to kill every muggle in the world but they would also turn it on the other magical communities, it would turn into World War 3." Harry stated, looking at Hermione.

Hermione could not reply, she knew he was telling the truth.

Ron just looked confused, "World War 3?"

Hearing that Harry could not help but laugh, turning to his best mate, "Hermione will explain it to you later." Turning back to Hermione he said, "Besides, I have to be the one to do this, you both know that they won't let me walk away from here now that I have the Hallows, I will be locked up and studied. No, Hermione, Ron it has to be this way."

Pulling them closer he could not stop the tears from falling down his eyes as he heard sobs from the two people he cared for the most. Thinking about his life he could not help but whisper, "Thank you for being my friends." Before placing his hands on their chests and with a burst of his magic sent them back 30 feet into the crowd of other witches and wizards laying on the ground watching in fear as the crystal started pulse faster.

Turning quickly, he ran to the pulsating crystal before stopping right in front of it, holding out his hand he summoned the wand in a flash of fiery sand. Looking around Harry quickly started making the necessary preparations to open a doorway into the æther.

Pointing the Elder wand to his left he got ready for the start of the ritual, speaking Chinese Harry started,

A tree not far from him exploded and the wood came flying towards him only to stop and hovering in a sphere ten feet from him, "Mùtou huì qǐhuǒ," Wood creates Fire.

A ball of flames exploded out of nowhere and began hovering in a sphere like the wood again ten feet in front of him pointing his wand at it he again spoke, "Huǒ chuàngzàole dìqiú," Fire creates Earth.

Ten feet away chunks of earth burst out of the ground to his right before floating like the rest moving his wand to it, he again his voice getting deeper, "Dìqiú chuàngzào jīnshǔ." Earth creates Metal.

Behind the crowd a suit of armour that guarded the school shatters into fine dust and flies towards the ritual before stopping over his right shoulder ten feet behind him, turning to face it he jabbed his wand at it, "Jīnshǔ chuàngzào shuǐ." Metal creates Water.

From the Black Lake water sprouted out like a raging river towards Harry coming to a halt to his right this time before floating and twisting in place, with another incantation, "Shuǐ chuàngzào mùcái." Water creates Wood.

As Harry finished the last sentence the wood started glowing green, seconds passed before the fire started burning hotter and glowing a deep orange, soon the earth took on a deep brown glow, followed by the metal glowing a deep silver to make the circle complete the water shinned a deep blue.

Harry repeated the cycle again and again, and with each repeat, the elements glowed brighter. Soon all the elements grow bright enough to light up the whole area and once they reach their limit, they each released a beam of energy towards the next element in the cycle connecting them all together in a flowing circle of light.

Seeing this stage complete Harry moved quickly, he stopped 3 feet from the fire element and started writing the Hanzi (1) symbol Rat, once done he rushed to his right and drew the Hanzi for Ox before moving on to the next one. In a matter of minutes, Harry had gone around in a full circle drawing Hanzi for the 12 animals of the Chinese zodiac. Rat, Ox, Tiger, Rabbit, Dragon, Snake, Horse, Goat, Monkey, Rooster, Dog, Pig. Once he was finished his hand dipped into his shirt and pulled out a necklace with a small wooden box, placing it on the ground he cast a quick Engorgement Charm to make it return to the size of a trunk.

Quickly placing his thumb over the third of 7 keyholes he bit back a wince as the trunk cut his thumb to release the blood lock, opening the trunk he quickly moves the contents inside looking for certain items. Once he seemed to find what he was looking for he pulled out 11 red crystal vials and one glowing silver one, setting them on the ground he flicked his wand and watched as they moved over each of the Hanzi symbols.

With another flick of his wand, the stoppers of the vails popped off hovering next to each one, taking a deep breath he started again as the beam of magic continued to run through the cycle get faster with each rotation.

"Shǔ" Rat

"Niú" Ox

"Hǔ" Tiger

"Tùzǐ" Rabbit

"Lóng" Dragon

"Shé" Snake

"Mǎ" Horse

"Yáng" Sheep

"Hóu" Monkey

"Gōngjī" Rooster

"Gǒu" Dog

"Zhū" Pig

After each animal was spoken the vails tipped forwards releasing drops of blood onto the symbols below them. If anyone was close enough to watch the ritual, they would have been shocked at how each drop of blood from different vails was seconds after the one in front of it in the cycle by the time the first twelve drops had landed the second drop from the vails just followed. In a show of timed synchronisation, the drops fell in time with the beam of magic as the seventh drop of blood landed on the Rat symbol it glowed golden before it seemed to burst open revealing a Knarl.

The same golden glow followed for each symbol releasing a glowing golden animal the related to its corresponding symbol, Re'em for Ox, Nundu for Tiger, Cabbit for Rabbit, Chinese Fireball for Dragon, Basilisk for Snake, Unicorn for Horse, Colchis Ram for Sheep, Demiguise for Monkey, Phoenix for Rooster, Cerberus for Dog and Tebo for Pig each one moving around in the golden light of their symbol.

Seeing that it worked Harry quickly looked at the pulsing crystal to see how fast it was pulsating, what he saw made him worry if he would even make it in time. While he could take it into himself, he knew that it would only slow it down before it blows up while using his magic as well. The idea was to open a portal that would suck everything within the elemental barrier before sucking them in as well and sealing it at the same time.

Without stopping he moved on to the next stage, drawing lines in the soil in the shape of an octagon, in the centre of each side Harry drew the Trigrams 3 feet away from the glowing Hanzi while calling,

"Huǒ – Fire –

Shān – Mountain –

Fēng – Wind –

Léi – Thunder –

Yuèliàng – Moon –

Dìqiú – Earth –

Tiānkōng – Sky –

Shuǐ" – Water –

Following each symbol being called out that started to glow brightly but instead of glowing gold the glowed a fluorescent green before pulsing in time with the beam of magic, knowing he only had one more part to go he moved over to his truck and quickly pulled out some more items before closing the lid and opening another.

Walking the Trigram of Fire, he quickly chanted, "Lái Jiàn" and summoned a sword from Hogwarts castle, the sword landed into the ground 3 feet from the Trigram leaving only a foot from the crystal. "Come, Sword"

Moving to the next one he followed the same pattern, "Lái Gǔ," an old drum came down from the castle as well and landed in front of the Mountain.

"Lái Fēngshàn – Wind, next was a fan.

"Lái Xiǎng bǎn – Thunder, some Castanets landed next.

"Lái Liánhuā jiá – Moon, a Lotus pod came out of the pile that Harry took out of his Potion compartment.

"Lái Huā – Earth, a Lily flower came out of the Forbidden Forest.

"Lái Chángdí – Sky, the flute that Hagrid gave Harry his first Christmas at Hogwarts.

"Lái Húlu" – Water, a Gourd come from Hagrid's pumpkin patch.

When all the summoned objects were in position, they each shone the same fluorescent green as the Trigram that was behind it, once that was done Harry could see where the door would open. Knowing he did not have much time he went to his trunk and was about to close the lid. Before he did, he used a lot of power to quickly and permanently conjure a large book, then with a large number of wand movements he made it so it would not run out of pages. Placing his wand to his head he whispered a spell and a glowing silver ball was attached to the tip of his wand, moving down to the empty book he places it on the cover.

Slowly it sunk into the book, opening the first page he saw a message there on the front, nodding he placed the book into the trunk hidden from everyone's sight. With a quick switching spell, the book was replaced with a lacey black G-string. In the distance, Harry was sure he heard a yelp. Seeing the G-string Harry could not but snicker, with a grin that only Sirius could match Harry cast another switching spell and a matching bar landed on top next to the G-string making him laugh out loud.

Hearing the crackle of the magic behind him dampened the mirth that Harry was feeling, moving quickly he closed the trunk lid. Standing up he moved his wand in an elaborate pattern cause the trunk to disappear.

Moving close to the crystal Harry started chatting again, "Kāisuǒ Mí Mén Dǎkāi, Kāisuǒ Mí Mén Dǎkāi, Kāisuǒ Mí Mén Dǎkāi. Over and over again while waiting for the gateway to open.

Soon, the roar of the magic in the area became like the sound of a jet engine, but Harry's chant did not stop and could still be heard by everyone in the area. Then like a cascading waterfall, the circular beam of magic connecting the five elements exploded towards the 12 animals of the Chinese Zodiac, making them glow more intensely.

Keeping the chant going Harry turned his eyes to the crystal getting his first good look at it, saying it was beautiful was understating it, it appeared to be a featureless golden concave disk that was curved at the front. As he stared into the desk he saw something, something that had to be an apparition, since there was no chance of a giant red dragon staring back at him.

Still maintaining the chant Harry ran his wand over the crystal trying to find out how it was set to explode. What he found made him pale and almost stop chanting. The crystal itself was not set to blow up but a spell placed on it to draw out enough magic to make into a bomb that would take out from Glasgow to Inverness and from Glenfinnan to almost Stonehaven, roughly 1/3 of Scotland.

The problem was it was almost finished charging, turning to look at the ritual to open a doorway he could see that it would not finish before the crystal's magic detonated.

Without a second thought, Harry runs his wand over his shirt making it disappear, then with a quick mental thank you to every person who held the Hallows that knew Occlumency that allowed him to make his basic mental shields so he could split his mind to focus on two tasks. One to keep the chant going and the other to fuse the crystal to his soul and body even knowing that it will kill him and possibly destroy his soul, but it will save everyone else.

He was broken from his thought as he felt the next part of the ritual active when an explosion of magic from the 12 animals of the Zodiac sends the magic into the Trigrams.

Harry's wand hand was a blur as he starts running his wand over and around it making runes start appearing around the crystal. Knowing he does not have much time Harry continues his wand movements going fasting than before, as the crystal pules speed up making it look like it was blinking.

All around his he felt the last part of the ritual to open a gateway take effect, making it now self-sufficient. As a beam shoots out from each Trigram and hits its corresponding items that represent their symbols.

Soon the runes around the crystal showing that it was ready, without waiting for Harry moves forwards stepping it the crystal. As he moved forward, his body rippled like water as the crystal started to be absorbed into his soul, as that happened what looked like golden lines spread out all over his body as the crystal started to sink into his chest causing arches of what looked like magical lightning to start coming off his body, with a pained grimace on his Harry doesn't stop until the crystal has completely disappeared into his body.

When it was finished Harry dropped to his knees in pain, a howling scream left his mouth. He once thought that Voldemort's Cruciatus Curse was a pain so intense that it was all-consuming, but this was worse, so much worse. Where the Cruciatus Curse attacks the body, the merging of the crystal into his body and soul attacks the mind, body, and soul. He was sure he could feel his skin ripping off his body only to start regrowing, his mind breaking down and putting itself back together, and his soul being torn apart then being reconstructed.

Only for it to happen over and over again.

Soon the pain starts to fade into a throbbing ache everywhere, he gets to his hands and knees only for him to feel another pulse of pain run through his body again. Not giving in to the pain he looks at the items to see them shoot out a fluorescent green beam underneath him. Knowing what was about to happen Harry struggled to his feet, wanting, no need to see what he was sacrificing his life for.

As he pushed himself up, he looked down to see the start of the gate opening, urgency ran through his mind. Slowly and painfully he got to his feet and was able to turn around. Facing the group of down witches and wizards he looked at his first friend who became his brother in all but blood to see him trying to push himself to his feet, moving his gaze to the woman who he loved like a sister and possibly something more. He could easily make the tears fall from her face as she to struggled to stand, he was able to read her lips, making out as she pleaded with him not to go, to stop what he was doing.

Feeling the ground disappear under his feet Harry gave them one last smile, and his final words, "Goodbye, and Thank you." Before the was sucked down through the Gate and into the æther.

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The people at Hogwarts watched as Harry send Hermione and Ron flying back into the group, before walking up to the reason they could not move, they didn't know what was happening only that it was the crystal's doing. As Hermione and Ron tried to stand, they watched Harry walk toward the crystal and start to do something.

No one knows what he was doing until someone called from into a crowd of down people, "He's doing a ritual."

Everyone turned to see Su Li looking at what he was doing in both fear and awe.

"What is he doing?" Professor McGonagall shouted at the girl.

Instead of Su Li answering it was someone else that was close to Hermione and Ron who had not said a word already knowing what is happening.

"He is doing what he always does, he is saving us again from the Dragon Soul and from ourselves." Luna Lovegood said, in a completely serious voice something not often heard from her.

Not liking that answer Professor McGonagall quickly turned her gaze back to the stunned Su Li, "Miss Li what is Mr Potter doing?" she asked with an air of stern professionalism that was out of place at that moment.

Looking at her Transfiguration teacher Su Li answered, "I have only heard about the first part by word of mouth since my family are older than most in China. They would talk about 8 Immortals that lived 1000's of years ago that trapped demons in the æther or better known as the void between realms or worlds. It was said these eight Immortals were able to seal them away in a place that would kill them in seconds, they would start the ritual off by summoning the Elements of Wood, Fire, Earth, Metal and Water. But that was all that was known the rest of the ritual was lost in time when the last Immortal disappeared and was never seen again."

"That how does Harry Potter know how to do this ritual?" McGonagall asked losing any form of professionalism as she realised that one of her favourite students was about to kill himself for them.

"The Deathly Hallows," a quiet voice answered.

Everyone glanced at the one who spoke, feeling everyone gaze open her Luna turned to look at them.

"What?" she asked in an airy voice.

"But that's just a child's story." Someone cried out in disbelief in the crowd.

Looking into the crowd Luna's eyes locked onto the young woman who spoke, "Every myth has a base, in fact, Daphne Greengrass, the Deathly Hallows are no different. Whether you or Harry believe them does not matter, what matters now is Harry has all three and therefore has the combined knowledge of every person who wields the Elder Wand, the Resurrection Stone and the Cloak of Invisibility."

"How could you know this?" Hermione asked as she looked at her friend, hoping that if she knew this, then she might know a way to help Harry. Before Luna could answer Hermione gave a started yelp before blushing red making many looks at her, soon it was followed by another yelp and her hands flying to her chest.

Turning to Hermione with a knowing look, "The Wrackspurt told me silly." Making more than one person look at her with a dumbfounded expression.

"There has to be something we can do?" ask a tall board shoulder black wizard.

Nearing breaking point someone suggested a course of action, "Maybe if we destroy those element things it will stop the ritual?" asked a small mousy brown-haired boy.

"NO!" yelled more than one person much to his shock.

"Why not?' he asked in a small voice.

"Because if you interrupt a ritual it could explode, or the feedback would kill the one doing the ritual and the one who broke it." Said Daphne in a tone that was like speaking to a child.

Turning to look at her the body snapped back surprising many, "Well how was I supposed to know they haven't taught that yet." He finished before pausing and looking at McGonagall and asked, "Do they teach that here?"

Before anyone could answer them, they all heard a hollowing scream of pain that made the hairs on the back of their necks stand up, as once they looked at the ritual circle. They could barely make out the form of Harry Potter from the brightness of the ritual, what felt like seconds was minutes as many had to clap their hand over their ears to drown out the pain-filled scream of the person trying to save them again.

Soon the screams stopped when they realised the pressure that had been pinning them to the ground was almost gone.

Hermione realised that she could move started to try and stand, alongside her Ron did as well. As they all pushed themselves up, they finally got a good look as Harry was able to finally stand. All they could see was his back at that moment, but it was enough to shock everyone there, his back was covered in what could be classed as either runes or to the muggle raised, they looked like circuitry.

As Harry turned around, they all saw his front covered in them as well, from his forehead going into his hair and down to his eyes, his cheeks going down his neck and his chest, spreading out over his shoulders and down his arms and hands as well as going down his abdomen and disappearing into his pants but growing brightly enough to still show it was running down his legs to his feet, more than one female blushed as they saw the circuits running along what appeared a certain piece of his anatomy allowing them to get an idea of its size.

They were broken out of their staring when a shout from Hermione startled them, "Don't go please, please stop this."

Before anyone could really move, they saw him smile that he was known for and they faintly heard, "Goodbye, and Thank you." Before the was sucked down through the Gate and into the æther.

No one moved as they stood there frozen watching the spot that someone, they had all known, studied with, ate with and fought alongside disappear downwards into a place where they were told used to seal and kill demons. All they could do was watch the rest of the ritual start to get sucked in behind him before the five elements disappeared into nothing sealing the gate behind them.

"NNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Hermione's devastated scream filled the air before she dropped to her knees looking at the spot in horror. Soon Ron's arms wrapped around her as she started sobbing for the boy, that saved her life from a troll, who had become her little brother and not three weeks ago her lover. She felt like her heart had just been ripped out, above her Ron Weasley sat on his knees comforting his friend and the woman he loved, his tears falling unashamed at losing another brother to the Second Blood War.

The agonizing scream of Hermione broke everyone from their shocked state, all around them people dropped to their knees and started crying, others rushed to the place Harry Potter last stood hoping to find something, anything to bring him back, while more just stood there numb not knowing what to do. But all of them realised they had just lost someone important, someone, who just saved their lives without a second thought of his own.

Soon it was only the sounds of people sobbing that filled the grounds of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry at the end of the Second Blood War.

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As Harry was sucked into the æther, the void between worlds he could feel the magic of the crystal pulsing. It had been in the final stage of exploding when he had taken it into his body, had he not done so the gateway would never have opened in time. But inside his body his own magic was able to fight against it slowing it down, only now it had run its course and was about to explode.

Opening his eyes, he looked around him at the place that would be where he died, it was a mix of iridescent colours, like looking through a kaleidoscope. For places to die it wasn't bad. So, closing his eyes one last time he finally let go of everything and gave up fighting for the first time in his life letting himself die.

What Harry did not know was that he was not as alone as he thought he was, two beings surrounded by light and one shrouded in shadows appeared. Soon a two-toned female voice spoke, "Your life is not over yet Harry Potter, you are still needed. You will be reborn."

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The constant sounds of a ticking clock echoed in Harry's ears, as he started to awaken; it was a sound that was like thunder to him. Grimacing at the sounds that started to bombard him as if they knew he was waking, his ears started hearing other sounds, the murmur of faraway voice could be heard, the sound of birds chirping, the sound of curtains softly flipping in the wind.

Soon, a feeling came back, he could feel himself laying on something, the rough feeling of clothing on his body, the sticky feeling of sweat under the garments he was wearing. Next was the weight, at first, he felt weightless, like floating on air now it felt like he was too heavy to move.

A dry scratchy feeling in the back of his throat hit him when he tried to swallow, his mouth felt like sandpaper and tasted like mouldy bread. Funny what no food for 2 days will make you eat as a child. Opening his mouth, he ran his tongue across his dry lips trying to get some wetness into his mouth only to get none.

Slowly he tried to open his eyes, but they felt too heavy. Again, he tried when they finally open, he saw nothing but a dull burring grey. Closing his eyes again he reopened them to find the same. Starting to worry he tried a third time but this time to meet with success, the ceiling came into view. He could make out the ceiling clearly, dropping his eyes he saw burgundy walls. His eyes kept moving down until he spotted a wooden chest of draws, before continuing until he saw the end of the bed.

As he looked at his feet he just stared, not knowing what had happened or where was he? He tried to think about what he had been doing only to come up blank.

When nothing came to mind, Harry tried to move his right arm, feeling it move he was hit with the feel of sweat and grime rubbing against his arm and sleave. Putting that out of his mind, he pushed himself up on his arm to get a look at where he was. Turning to his left, he sat there leaning back on his hands and saw a large bay window with a sheer curtain blocking the dull light coming in from outside. Moving his head around move he could see that the room was large and luxurious, all around the room was what one would think to find in a person of nobility's bedroom.

Turning to look the other way Harry saw a closed door, a full-length mirror and an open door into a bathroom, seeing the bathroom made the feel of sweat once again noticeable on his skin. Not being able to ignore it anymore he tried to make his way there.

Getting out of the bed was harder than it should have been, soon he got his legs out of the bed only when he tried to stand, he fell to his hands and knees. When he fell to the floor and curtain of red seemed to block some of his vision, with his mind still groggy he did not take much notice, he was more worried about standing. Ever so slowly Harry was pushing himself up again and was soon able to stand on shaky legs. He knew he would not be able to make it there and without a thought, a crutch seems to appear under his arm, not really caring at that moment Harry made his way to the bathroom.

Once he reached the bathroom, he tried to get undressed only to have more trouble with his seemly weak body. Not knowing what to do he just turned to tap on and waited for the water to heat up. Once it was right for him, he moved to stand under it fully dressed. Soon Harry was drenched, his clothing started to weigh him down, feeling irritated he unconsciously released a burst of magic and felt the warm water hit his skin making him groan in pleasure.

Lost in the feeling of water on his skin he missed the sudden noise of a door being open in the other room or the sound of fanatic voices.

"What?"

"Where's Master Harry?"

"Master Harry is gone, quickly, find him."

"The shower is running check-in there."

"Quickly summon Mistress Grayfia, tell her Master Harry is awake."

"Master Harry, where are you?"

"He's in here under the shower."

Harry ignored all these voices around him all he cared about right now was the warm water on his skin; he didn't know how long it was but that soon changed when someone came to his side and wrapped their arms around him to hold him up, making him drop the crutch.

Moving his head to the side he was only able to make out silver hair and a pair of silver eyes, when he looked into those eyes, he was surprised to see so many emotions running through them. Happiness, love, concern, but the one that stood out was Fear, not fear of him, but for him and he did not know why.

As he looked into those eyes, he seemed to lose all strength and fell into her body, his head coming to rest on her chest as his arms and legs gave out under him.

"Sleep Harry, I will be here when you wake."

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The sound of running feet could be heard down the hall as a young maid went in search of her Mistress when she turned the corner, she had to stop herself from running into two beautiful young women.

The first appeared to be in her early twenties with back-length silver hair that features a long braid on each side of her head with small blue bows at the ends, while the rest is let down which ends in twin braids and silver eyes. She was wearing a blue and white French maid outfit with short sleeves that hid her body, bar her large bust that was concealed by a white apron and a white maid headband over her head with red lipstick.

Beside her was another young woman in her early twenties with a true hourglass figure; a large bust that was larger than the woman's beside her, a thin waist with wide and shapely hips which could only be from childbirth that showed off her alluring bottom. Her skin was fair that matched the soft shape of her face making her jewel-like amethyst eyes with long eyelashes stand out for all to see along with her full kissable lips. Her deep brown hair stopped just below the shoulders with her fringe covering her forehead and bang on the side framed her beautiful face. She wore a conservative white and black two-layered dress hat stopped just above her knees, matching her dress was long bicep-length bridal gauntlets and white low-heeled shoes.

These two women were two of the most gorgeous women in the supernatural world, they were Grayfia Lucifuge the Head Maid and Venelana Gremory, Lady of the Gremory Devil Clan.

"S-Sorry Gremory-sama, Lucifuge-sama." The maid spoke through gasping breaths as she bowed.

"That is alright dear," Said the Venelana Gremory, "Why were you in such a rush?" she asked her voice soft but firm.

Bowing again the maid turned the silver-haired maid, "Grayfia-sama, I have come to tell you that Master Harry has awoken-" before she could even finish Grayfia was already moving past the woman in a blur and was heading towards where the maid had come from.

"-and is out of his bed." The maid finished, raising her voice slightly as she turned hoping that Grayfia would hear her.

From behind the maid, Venelana released a breath and tears came to her eyes before speaking to the maid, "Thank you for the good news, return to your duties I myself will head to my grandson's room to see to him."

"Yes, My Lady." The maid spoke as she bowed again before heading down the hall.

Venelana did not waste any time as she followed after Grayfia at a swift pace.

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Grayfia Lucifuge had lost all pretence of decorum as she ran towards the room Harry was in, it had been a trying month for her and her family. Four stressful weeks full of worry, regret and fear. Four weeks ago, her son had been outside in the garden waiting for his Grandmother Venelana to spend time with her like he did every day. They would walk around the garden talking and tending to the flowers, something they both enjoyed. Venelana had been making her way from the house and could only watch as her grandson was attacked from behind. It had been only luck that Harry had heard a twig snap behind him allowing him to move out of the way as the assassin tried to stab him in the back. He had been lucky that only got a graze on his arm from it.

Seeing her grandson in danger Venelana had sped towards his attacker her rage and fury was felt throughout the Gremory territory, it didn't take long Venelana get there and dispose of the assassin using her family magic that left nothing of the assailant, unfortunately not before the assassin attacked in one last act had hit Harry with an unknown spell sending him to the ground.

After the assassin was taken care of, Venelana scrambled to get Harry to the house and had called for a doctor to check on her grandson. The doctor ran a number of tests but was able to find anything wrong with him, relieved but still cautious they keep a close eye on him, it was about a week later that Harry had started throwing up blood all over the floor.

Fearfully Grayfia and Venelana had rushed him to Lady Sitri the head of the largest hospital in the Underworld. Once they arrived at Lady Sitri hospital they run every test to see what was wrong with him but came up empty soon they found that there was nothing that could do, even if they had brought him to the hospital straight away. It was like he had somehow contracted a type of super flu, the only good thing about it was he was not contagious. They had tried everything hoping something would work, the Satan Ajuka Beelzebub her husband's best friend was unable to understand what was wrong with him.

Because of this, they had decided to bring him home where he was most comfortable.

After returning home, he was unconscious for 80% of the time and delirious another 15%, he was only aware 5% of the time all Grayfia and Venelana could do was try and talk to her son. Hearing her baby talking about his dreams and wanting to help his aunt with her problem broke their hearts. Then one week ago her son had fallen into a coma and had yet to awaken.

Getting desperate after he lapsed into the coma Grayfia had even contacted the Arch-Angel Gabriel in secret hoping she might be able to heal her son. Once she agreed Gabriel was secreted into the Gremory estate by herself and Venelana to try and heal her son, once she was finished, they were told that she had done all that she could do. He had a 10% chance of living.

From the time he had fallen sick she had refused to leave his side, even when her husband and King had left prior to him falling into a coma she refused to leave. Because of this, last night they had their worst fight to date.

But now she was running to his room, her son had woken up.

Reaching her son's room, she pushed past the maids who had been standing near the door before looking for her son. Not seeing him in the bed she was about to ask where he was only to hear the running shower, turning towards the bathroom she made her way there.

As she moved past another maid, she saw two standing at the door.

"He's in here, Grayfia-sama."

Moving into the bathroom she saw a maid removing her clothing to make her way into the shower, without stopping Grayfia walked pasted the maid and into the shower not caring about her uniform getting wet. Moving to her son's side she wrapped her arms around his body to support his weight, so he did not fall. When she had taken her son's weight, he dropped what appeared to be a crutch before moving his head to look up at her with unfocused eyes. As he stared at her for what seemed to be a long time before his head came to rest on her bust and his body gave out.

Pulling him closer Grayfia could not help but mutter softly, "Sleep Harry, I will be here when you wake." As she looked down at her son's beautiful eyes that were now open, she did not try to stop the tear that left her own eyes after being told that he might never open them again.

A young maid walked in front of Grayfia and spoke, "Grayfia-sama we were here to bathe master Harry, should we return him to his bed or do it in here now?"

Turning to look at the maid, Grayfia didn't say a thing as she noticed the young maid was without her uniform standing in front of her naked, realising what she was being asked Grayfia turned to look at one of the maids and answered possessively, "I will do it, please bring me the stool so I can bathe him," before turning back to the naked maid, "Undress me."

Hearing their orders one of the maids moved to a wall and opened a hidden door where a bathing chair was kept while the other maid started undressing the silver-haired busty maid.

It had not taken them long to have Harry washed before drying him and moving him to the bed, wrapped in a think bathrobe herself Grayfia carried her son to his bed. Removing the bathrobe one of the maids brought a change of nightwear and started to dress him, bending down a maid fitted his through the legs and started to pull them up to his hips only to stop and start blushing.

Moving her head up to look at Grayfia who was putting Harry's arm into the last sleeve she nervously spoke, "G-Grayfia-sama?"

"Yes, what is it?" she asked, not looking down at the maid.

Swallowing the maid tried to speak but all that came out was, "Umm,"

Hearing that sound Grayfia turned to the young maid, she was taught better than that, "Well, what is it? speak properly you are a maid of House Gremory, it is undignified to talk that way." Grayfia chastised that younger maid as she pulled the shirt over her son's head.

"Sorry Grayfia-sama," she said bowing, before straightening back up quickly with her face completely red, "But, umm Master Harry's pants have caught on his…" she said not being able to finish her sentence, only pointed downwards.

Looking at the maid's red face and her hand pointing down Grayfia looked over her son's shoulder to see that his genitals had not gone inside his pants. Realising the predicament that the young maid was in, Grayfia shook her head. Keeping her face apathetic Grayfia hugged Harry to her body before reaching around and cupping his genitals, getting a moan from Harry, before lifting them up while using her other hand to pull out his pants before tucking him into his pants.

On the outside, Grayfia remained apathetic but on the inside, she was quite surprised at how large her son's genitalia was for someone his age, she was sure he would make some young Lady incredibly happy later in life. As she thought this another bout of possessiveness surged through her, this one larger than the last as the very idea that some girl would take her son from her.

He was her child; he needed no other female but her in his life.

Blinking Grayfia shook her head, not knowing where that thought had come from. Looking at the maid again she frowned at the sight of the maid's blushing face and her looking away as if she were trying to hide that she had been looking at her son's genitals.

Quickly moving past those thoughts before she froze the maid in a place, she spoke in a crisper tone, "Has the bed been remade?"

Hearing the tone, the maid quickly turned back to her boss and answered as fast as possible, "Yes, Grayfia-sama, the bed has been stripped and remade ready for Master Harry to be placed back into it."

The maid finished before moving to help Grayfia put him into bed only for Grayfia to pull Harry back flush with her and narrow her eyes at the young woman, "I will do it, you are dismissed."

Hearing that, every maid in the room bowed before hurrying out of the room as she senses the temperature drop with Grayfia's mood.

Watching the maids leave Grayfia bent down and picked up her son again and made her way over to the bed, sitting her son down on the bed she took the time to really look at her son's face. Just last night his cheeks had been a sickly pale with only a small trace of red from fever, his skin was clammy, and his lips cracked.

Now the clamminess was gone, but that might be the shower, the paleness was as pronounced, and the fever red was almost gone. To her, he looked healthier than she had seen him in days. Brushing back his fringe she could still feel the heat coming off his forehead but not like it was. As she ran her fingers along his cheeks under his eyes, she was greeted with her son's breathtaking eyes opening slightly to look at her.

"Harry," she spoke so quite as if her voice would break him if she were too loud.

"Mother." He said softly.

Hearing that one word sent a jolt of happiness through her body making tears fall from her eyes, the first tears she let fall in the last two weeks that wasn't from sorrow.

Giving her son a watery smile, "Come let's get you into bed," she said softly before moving him into the centre of the bed. As she got him to lay down, he started to squirm seeing this she asked, "What's the matter?" before she went to pull the covers up over him but stopped.

"Itchy." That was all he said softly.

"What is?" she asked.

"Clothes," he muttered.

Hearing this she could not help but smile, like his Aunt and Grandmother, Harry had taken to sleeping without bedclothes finding them uncomfortable. Just hearing that was a joy to her, laughing softly she told him, "I know they are, but they will keep you warm ok." Her only answer was a soft whine, smiling again she made to pull the covers over him but before she could she felt his magic build slightly followed by a small burst of dark red magic over his body making her jump slightly as it destroyed the bedclothes.

"Harry!" Grayfia said in shock, before moving him slightly to see if he had hurt himself or destroyed the sheets and bed under him. Seeing he was not hurt, and the sheets and bed weren't damaged she made to reprimand him only to stop and shake her head happily that he was able to use his magic already.

Bending over Grayfia grasped his hand before moving forward to place a kiss on her son's forehead and spoke softly, "Sleep, you will feel better when you wake up."

As she pulled back, she felt Harry's hand grip her finger with as much strength as he could, looking down at his face she could see him looking at her.

"Stay, please." He said faintly.

Standing there for only a second Grayfia did not hesitate before climbing into bed with her son, getting comfortable she wrapped her arms around her son who was able to roll over closer to her resting his head on her chest. Pulling the covers over them Grayfia sighed in relief.

"Itchy," was all Harry said again before another burst of magic and Grayfia could feel her son's skin on her own.

Smiling at what happened, Grayfia pulled her son closer before closing her eyes as her weariness faded away as her son's breathing evened out.

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Grayfia did not know how long had passed before she was awoken by the feeling of suckling on her left nipple, she let out a soft groan of relief. It had been so long since her husband had done this. The tongue swirled around her engorged bud making Grayfia mewl in pleasure, she always had sensitive nipples and the more aroused she got the more sensitive they became. Like right now she could feel herself becoming aroused as the feeling continued, soon she started stroking the hair on the person's whose mouth was working on her diligently. Grayfia knew that it would not be long before her arousal would make her lactate, that was her greatest secret that only her husband should know.

"Mmmmm." She moaned in pleasure as she felt the first flow of breast milk leave her breast and into the mouth suckling her nipple.

Opening her eyes, she expected to see her husband suckling on her breast to make up for the fight they had before he left, only she did not see her husband bending over her. What she saw made her blink in confusion, instead of her husband's large frame and long hair the person had a thinner frame like a child and his hair was short, not long.

Before she could process what, she was seeing she heard a quite feminine cough at the end of the bed, looking up her mind still could not process what she was seeing. Standing at the end of the bed was Venelana looking at her with a small smile on her face, as she went to ask her if she was needed for something she was cut off by the feel of teeth running over her nipple followed by a large suck on her nipple releasing a large amount of breastmilk.

Realising that Venelana was standing there watching as she had her nipple suckled on made Grayfia reach down so she could remove the person who dared touch her. As she did, she looked down ready to freeze the person solid for even daring to touch her so intimately. It was at that point she realised the person that had her nipple in her mouth was her son, freezing her in her tracks and making her forget about the other woman in the room.

After stopping what she was doing she just sat there, staring at the sight of his face as he drank from her bosom, even in the darkness she could clearly see that he looked better than he did before she fell asleep. The red from his fever was gone, raising her hand to his forehead she could now feel the heat was almost gone as well. The only thing that he still had was the slight clamminess of his skin and he was still slightly shaking.

Grayfia lost herself staring at her son's face she tried to fight back the tears at seeing him suckling on her breast, she did not realise how much it had hurt her to see him lying unmoving in that bed while in a coma. It was the hardest thing she had ever had to face, even the decision to defect from the Old Satan Faction wasn't as hard as the sight of her dying son. Before she could get lost in her thought any further Venelana's voice broke her out of her staring.

"How is he Grayfia?" she asked softly trying not to wake him.

Looking up at her mother-in-law she made to sit up as she spoke, "He seems to be doing better."

"Keep still Grayfia you'll wake him," Venelana said as she made her way around the bed.

"Was there something you needed, Venelana-sama?" Grayfia said, as she looked down and went to remove Harry from her chest.

Before she could remove her nipple from her son's mouth, she felt a hand on her shoulder pushing her down. Turning her head Grayfia saw Venelana standing beside the bed in a black silk kimono bathrobe with a blood-red dragon surrounded by golden sakura blossoms depicted on it that came down to her thighs, it was something that Rias got her from Birthday her last year.

"Let him rest Grayfia, I know it might be uncomfortable, but he is resting peacefully for the first time in two weeks, I know you might not like what he is doing but your breastmilk might be good for his recovery," Venelana said with a smile, not at all worried about Harry drinking his mother's milk.

Lying back down Grayfia had a small frown on her face, but it didn't mask the slight redness of her cheeks, "It is not that My Lady it's-" she said before cutting herself off.

Venelana's giggle floated around the room making Grayfia blush slightly, "Is it because it is arousing for you Grayfia?" Venelana asked from behind her hand that was hiding her smile.

Turning her head to the side, Grayfia did not answer.

A slight grin made its way onto Venelana's face as her daughter-in-law didn't reply, bending down Venelana whispered into Grayfia's ear, "It's ok Grayfia, I remember when you couldn't breastfeed him and you allowed me to do it for you, it was such a treat to do, the way your son's magic used to wash over my body as he suckled from my breast. I always looked forward to those times," said with a giggle, "After all, he gave a constant supply of mini-orgasms, more than I have ever had in one session with Zeoticus." She finished.

Hearing that Grayfia turned her head shapely to see if Venelana was being serious, seeing she was, Grayfia frowned again not liking the fact that Venelana seemed to have used her son for sexual release.

"Don't frown like that Grayfia, I didn't use him. I just enjoyed what he was doing as I feed him and don't pretend you didn't as well. I remember you not wanting to stop breastfeeding him or when you did stop you would sometimes sneak away to feed him again when he was troubled." Venelana said already knowing where Grayfia's train of thought would go.

Hearing that Grayfia blush deeply this time knowing what Venelana said was true, even after she had supposed to have stopped breastfeeding him, she still allowed him to suckle from her when either one was stressed.

"Now, how is my grandson?" Venelana asked as she leaned closer to Harry and put her hand on his forehead.

Grayfia lay there stroking Harry's hair not saying anything as she composed herself, "He looks better, but he is still a bit warm to touch and is still shaking, he's slightly clammy, but his fever seems to be coming down." Grayfia finished.

Hearing this Venelana removed her hand and knelt on the bed to get closer so she could kiss her grandson's forehead to feel how hot he really was. She could feel that he wasn't burning hot as he had been, but he wasn't back to normal temperature. Moving back away from Harry's forehead she could see him slightly shaking as she slid back to rest on her knees as she did, she felt her breasts rub across Grayfia's causing their breath to hitch at the contact. When Venelana was kneeling, she could feel the slight dampness of her kimono, looking down she could see some wet spots. Looking at Grayfia's breast, Venelana could see that Grayfia's right nipple had been leaking milk as well.

Turning to look at Grayfia's face she raised an eyebrow only to get a blush from the silver-haired woman. Moving one finger to her weeping nipple Venelana slid it around Grayfia's wet nipple until another drop of milk came out. Not being able to help herself Venelana lent forward and run her tongue over Grayfia's tortured peak collecting the droplet of milk.

"Mmmm," Venelana moaned at the taste, "I can see why Harry is so thirsty." She said before realising what she had done. Turning red in embarrassment before paling Venelana looked at Grayfia to see she was just as red, quickly Venelana started to apologize, "Oh, Morningstar I'm so sorry Grayfia. I-I was not thinking, I walked in and saw Harry suckling your breast and couldn't help but feel aroused. Then memories of Harry doing that to me flooded back and with Zeoticus ignoring me… I just lost control, I-I'm so so sorry, I-I-I need to leave." Venelana finished as tears started to glisten in her eyes.

Seeing the woman who had become more like another sister to her so upset made Grayfia quickly grab her hand stopping Venelana in her place, "Wait, I-I'm not mad. Shocked yes, but not mad. I-I could have easily stopped this from happening but the feeling of Harry's mouth on me… and I haven't spent any quality time with Sirzechs since, well, long before this even started so…" Grayfia finished trailing off not knowing what else to say.

"L-let's forget that this happened?" Venelana asked her daughter-in-law hopefully.

Nodding Grayfia just smiled at the Lady of the Gremory Clan, "Yes, we can just forget it happened."

"O-Ok, thank you, I should still return to my own bed…" Venelana in a low voice saddened by the thought of going back to an empty bed.

Seeing this Grayfia felt sorry for the violet-eyed woman, she knew all about the problems Venelana was having with Zeoticus. Venelana loved her husband and while Zeoticus neglected her, yes, he had feelings for his wife, but they were not the same as the feelings of love he has for his peerage members. In his younger days, Zeoticus was a known philander, so when he received his Evil Pieces he quickly choose women he had seduced and had feelings for, and they returned those feelings even though he had been in an arranged marriage at the time.

Venelana, while unhappy knew it was that way and could not fault him for it, she herself had a lover before her marriage but they put a stop to that after her marriage and now was still the dutiful wife that the arranged marriage asked for. During the marriage, she had come to love Zeoticus and he seemed to love her, but as time passed that love waned, where else Zeoticus feelings for his peerage did not. So instead of spending time with his wife, he would have Venelana accompanying him for meetings to show they were still a happy couple when she was needed but other than the occasional time in their bed, he would be with one or more of his peerage, leaving Venelana alone.

Venelana could have easily caused problems for him but she still cared for Zeoticus as a friend so she let it go.

It was something that Grayfia had come to dislike because it reminded her of her own relationship with Sirzechs. They had met and fallen in love during the Civil War often meeting in secret, which caused her to defect, a decision she has never regretted. But after two and a half centuries from when she had become his Queen and maid, the relationship started to suffer, it was not that they had fallen out of love or something to that extent. It was that they had become complacent and fallen into the Master/Servant roles completely. She, like Venelana, was still the dutiful wife and Queen that she had always been, but they seem to struggle to try to get out of the roles that they have fallen into.

A struggle that both seemed to have lost.

A part of her hoped that might change after Harry had been attacked, Sirzechs had stayed beside her and his son as any father would but that soon passed, not for lack of caring but for the position he held. Being Lucifer held an abundance of responsibility and the fact that his own son was attacked in his family's manor caused a large scandal. Whispers were soon heard in some Pureblood circles about his lack of action, soon all eyes turned to him waiting to see his response.

So, 5 days after the attack and Harry seemingly unhurt he decided to head the investigation and hunt down the people responsible. This had caused a large argument between Grayfia and Sirzechs, her view was Harry was more important which he agreed but he believed he had no choice but to hunt them down before some of the Lords of the Underworld started thinking he was weak.

As the Queen and maid of Lucifer, she knew he was doing what needed to be done by keeping up the image of Devil King but the mother in her was furious that he had to leave her son's side.

Coming back from her thoughts Grayfia saw Venelana turning to leave, with a small bit of hesitation Grayfia looked down at the hand she had been holding before squeezing Venelana's hand to stop her from moving. When Venelana turned she look at Grayfia with apprehension, her stomach in knots worried she had gone too far and lost any chance of seeing her beloved grandson again, not knowing what was about to happen only to be caught off guard when she saw a small smile on her daughter-in-law's face.

"Stay, Harry is still shivering, and I think he would be overjoyed for two of the three women he loves the most to stay beside him and help keep him warm." Grayfia her voice soft.

Hearing that statement relief flooed Venelana's body, for her, her children and grandson were the most important things in the world. While she did not get to see Sirzechs and Rias as much as she desired, she still loved them; but having Harry here with her made her happy and to lose him would devastate her.

Grayfia watched as a beautiful smile spread across Venelana's face, releasing Venelana's hand Grayfia watched her walk around her the bed to the opposite side.

Venelana could not stop the smile that made its way onto her face, at the fact that she hadn't hurt her relationship with Grayfia. She might not have told the silver-haired maid, but her friendship meant more to her than she could ever express. As Venelana reached the other side of the bed she undid the sash holding her kimono closed, before letting the silk kimono slip off her body. Standing there in violet with black lace T-shirt style sleeveless chemise negligee, black lace patchwork bralette covered Venelana's magnificent breasts leaving a hint of what was underneath, the loose-fitting skirt fell to her upper thighs showing her long creamy smooth legs.

Once that was done, she lifted the bedsheets and went to slide in next to her grandson only to be stopped before she could.

"Venelana-sama," Grayfia spoke getting Venelana's attention, "You will do well to remove your sleepwear as it might make Harry uncomfortable, he also seems to highly disapprove of them so it may result in him destroying them."

Hearing this Venelana paused before asking, "Are you sure? I don't want to make you uncomfortable again."

"It's alright Venelana-sama, besides I would hate for Harry to destroy that beautiful piece." Grayfia finished as she looked over the chemise negligee Venelana was wearing.

Hearing that Venelana nodded before reaching up to and sliding the strap off her right shoulder down to her elbow and letting it hang there, reaching up she did the same to her left. As she did, she could not help but look down at Grayfia seeing her watching as she slowly let the chemise negligee fall from her body revealing herself to her daughter-in-law. Looking into Grayfia's eyes she was surprised to see a look interest in them, a look she had not seen in her eyes for a long time. Without taking her eyes off her daughter-in-law, Venelana ran her hands over her voluptuous pink-tipped breasts, down her flat stomach to her hip before grasping the sides of her violet silk panties before pulling them down her legs.

It surprised Venelana that Grayfia did not take her eyes off her hands the whole time; not wanting to push things too much Venelana lifted the sheet again and slide in behind her grandson. Coming to rest behind him Venelana could see that Grayfia would become uncomfortable during the night, want to stop that Venelana started to rearrange the way they slept.

Grabbing a pillow, she looked at Grayfia, "Can you move him a bit. I will make it so you are more comfortable," hearing that Grayfia lifted Harry's head, unfortunately, Harry's mouth came off Grayfia's nipple making him move around. Seeing this Venelana quickly placed a pillow under his head and made Grayfia turn on her side while pulling down her own pillow. Once that was done Grayfia rolled to her side, reaching over Venelana cupped Grayfia right plump mound getting a moan from the woman before moving it so Harry could latch onto her hardened sensitive peak again making the mother moan out loud.

Breathing heavy Grayfia looked at Venelana to see her fussing over her grandson, she knew she should not be getting excited. Nevertheless, Venelana was a beautiful woman and with Harry's mouth and tongue working on her throbbing peaks, she could not help it. Pushing that feeling down Grayfia slid her leg between Harry's only to feel him pull up against her making her groan softly as she felt his cock come to rest on her leg and hip while his thigh moved close to the apex of her legs before it stopped.

Moving her left arm around his back Grayfia pulled Harry closer to her, soon she saw Venelana shift and press herself up firmly to his back as well, her arm falling between Venelana's voluptuous breasts. Grayfia felt Venelana arm come to rest between her stomach and Harry's chest while her legs intertwined with theirs. Not knowing where to rest her right arm she went to sit in on Harry's hip only to find Venelana's there, without a thought she moved it over to rest on Venelana's hip instead.

Now that they were settled Grayfia spoke, "He should be warm for the night and hopefully come morning he will be able to stay awake longer."

Hearing the hope in Grayfia voice Venelana couldn't help but smile, "I spoke with Lady Sitri earlier, she will be here tomorrow to run some tests. Depending on the outcome he will either stay here and recuperate or return to the hospital. She is hopeful that he will be able to stay here, just to inform you Grayfia I had the house doctor come and look at him while you were asleep, and she still couldn't find anything wrong with him."

"Thank you, Venelana-sama. I have hope that he will remain here and more lively tomorrow." Grayfia said as she moved her hand and stroked Harry's hair again.

Seeing this Venelana couldn't help but smile again, "So do I Grayfia, so do I. Now we should get some sleep, the maids won't allow anyone if here until one of us leave." Venelana said as she settled in. Looking at Grayfia's face Venelana couldn't help by speaking softly, "It's been twenty years since we shared a bed."

Grayfia looked into Venelana's eyes before speaking in the same soft tone, "It has, hasn't it." Before she smiled at Venelana again while closing her eyes hoping that tomorrow her son would be awake. Soon she was asleep with Venelana not far behind her, their thoughts never leaving the boy sleeping between them, soon his magic started to wash over them.

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Unknown to them, Harry Gremory's body was asleep and resting but his mind and soul was another matter.

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(1) Means Hanzi character which is kanji in Japanese.