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Mrs. J.K., Honestly? I don't know how this story will evolve, I just make it up while typing. Some tell me I repeat a lot, maybe it is because I always use the same names for the side characters, I know! I am lazy. Meh, I do this for free after all.

Previous:

I said: "I know how you will be sorted, one by one they take you aside and you have to show your panty or boxer.

Depending on the color you get sorted. Why are you looking at me like that? Do you think they put a singing pointy hat on your head and that rag will sort you? I have put my yellow and black striped boxers on. So if you want to be in Griffindor take your red and gold underwear and put it on."

Ron whimpered because he had plain white, I sagely nodded: "The badgers accept white too."

Daphne whispered: "You are evil you know that?"
I whispered back: "Be glad I didn't tell them to lift their robes when they enter the hall."

McGonagall noticed that the firsties were more nervous than usual.

7. The first steps are the hardest, the last steps too. Life is between it.

McGonagall gave her speech of the Houses and led us inside the Great Hal. Just as I remembered, everyone glared at me when she presented the pointy hat. I groaned: "What else? Is it going to sing? How stupid is that?"

A few seconds later the hat did his song, every kid glared again at me. I shrugged as if how could I guess right twice?

After the song, I hardly listened to it, McGonagall called Hannah, the hat took a bit longer than before to sort her, hatty said: "Hmm, better be Hufflepuff!" Susan got the same treatment and got Puffed. Side characters 1,2, and 3 passed hatty, Tracey forced a hat stall, I advertised the Puffs too much, and she doesn't want to lose her potion rubber.
I whispered to Daphne: "Is she arguing with a hat? Did she say in what house she wants to be?"
Daphne answered: "We changed our mind and want to go to Hufflepuff."

I can do that. I shut hatty's lips and transferred "Hufflepuff!" to it in hatty's voice. Tracey stood up and ran to Hannah and Susan. I did the same with Daphne before the hat even touched her head. Hatty became pissed now. Fay got Puffed too that way.

Hermione got some common sense and went to Ravenclaw. I'll bet she is going to hog all the books in their common room.

I caused a headstall for Malfoy and Not to lower their status even more, when my turn came up, I had already his lips sealed when he got on my head. Hatty fumed: "In all my centuries no kid ever dared to do this"

I thought back: "Well read my mind and tell me what you think." Hatty became silent, after a minute he said: "That is some serious shit Dude. Are you even sane? Now release the lips."

I answered: "No, I am not sane, but the lips stay shut. With you I don' take any chances, oh, that Weasley kid, offer him a seat with the puffs, he will shit his pants if you say it is because of his white underwear. But for Merlin's sake put him in Griffindor." I let "Hufflepuff!" sound through the hall.

Grinning I walked to my girls. Silently I said to them: watch Weasley's face when he gets sorted. I convinced hatty to mess with him a bit."

Worried, Susan asked: "What did you do Harry?"

I smiled at her: "I told hatty to offer Hufflepuff to him because of his white boxers."

Daphne snorted: "I told you, you are an evil man Harry."
I blew softly on my fingernails: "I try Daphne, I do try."

Weasley's turn came up, after a half minute he shouted: "Noo! I'll take it off! Please! I'll take it off!" Hatty yelled: "Griffindor!" Now I feel a bit guilty to traumatize the kid. But it will stop him from making fun of the badgers.

When the sorting was done Dumbledore did his speech and his blubber oddment and kweek… I did not really listen to his speech, I was trying to do telepathy with Nimmy, it was mainly me staring hard at her.

The food appeared, and I started to look for potions in mine, and my girl's food. I even practiced the spell for alchemy potions. They came out clean. I said out loud: "Nimmy! Did you check for potions?"

Nimmy answered back: "Not yet Lord Black! I'll do it immediately! Do I check for Alchemy potions too?"

I shouted back: "Yes! You know we can't trust him! Check the drinks too!" I took a sip, and spitted it back out: "What the bloody hell is this? This taste like a freaking pumpkin! Elves? Can I get a pitcher of water and a new glass please?" glass and a can with water appeared. "Thank you!"

I think I have messed things up enough and I started my meal.
Tracey chuckled: "This year is going to be so much fun."

After dinner, Dumbledore did his speech, hey! He skipped the certain death on the third floor… come to think of it, is Stuttering Turban here? I put my mirror glasses on and looked at the teacher's table. Hmm? He is is still here, what is the old goat using as bait this time? But he does not have his turban anymore.

Students were looking at me and my flashy glasses, I told them: "I wear these to stop a Legilimence to get in my mind and see my deepest secrets, like a memory of me looking naked into a mirror. Or me wanking."

No school song? Is the old man slipping? Maybe it is because he got sacked and he has to keep his last job. It must be the notice he received from my Solicitors, signed by the new Hogwarts Governors Bones and Greengrass.

Xxxxx

We arrived at the secret entrance of Hufflepuff. The prefect showed us how to open the door, I asked: "When are we going to attack the other Houses? Or do the firsties just have to defend the Den? Who is going to scout the enemy?"
The prefect asked puzzled: "What in Merlin's name are you talking about?"

I pointed to the secret entrance: "Why else would you hide a dorm behind some barrels? Is it not to fight other Houses? What is the point if there is no war between us? Friends from other houses can't visit us? If I want to visit my godbrother in Griffindor, do I have to do that in a hallway?"

The prefect was speechless, he came back to his senses and said: "I don't know, you have to ask professor Sprout."
My girls were just giggling. The prefect showed us our room and ran away. I bunked with three other Puffs: Smith, a pompous pure blood ass, McMillan, another pompous pure blood ass, Fletchley, a pompous muggle noble ass, and me, just an ass.

Xxxxx

At the breakfast table I scanned for potions again on mine and the girl's food when Sprout came with our schedules, she addressed me: "Lord Potter, the prefect mentioned your concerns, so no we don't wage war between Houses. You have a point about meeting friends from other houses, maybe it is the reason there are so few such friendships. I'll discuss this with the faculty."

I nodded: "Thank you, Professor Sprout, I was worried about all that secrecy, it seems to come out of a children's book if you ask me." Chuckling, Sprout moved along.

Xxxxx

Classes were… boring, If you did it once, and studied a whole year in advance… boring. When we arrived in the transfiguration classroom, I spotted the cat sitting up front, I whispered to the girls to pay attention, I took the cat up and started stroking it, adding small amounts of magic, that relaxed the cat and let her forget herself, it set the poor kitty in heat.

I said: "Sorry pussy, class is about to start, and if Professor McGonagall finds you here she would turn you into something else. I would like to keep you but I already have my owl here." With a few more loving strokes and a bit more magic, I set her out the door, grumbling about animals running loose in classes.

McGonagall came into the classroom with unsteady legs, not able to look me in the eye. Too bad she already did her show and tell to the griffs and snakes, so everyone will know I gave kitty a rub and set her out.

The needle was easy for us, we are at the second year spells already with Susan and Hannah, Daphne and Tracey were at the last spells from first year. I turned the matchstick into a needle wandless and silent, now I am trying it without pointing my fingers.

My girls were earning points for the puffs with the dozen. Kitty was speechless when she saw me doing wandless transfiguration. I motioned her to come closer and whispered: "Don't give points to me Professor, it would not be fair to the others."

Charms was fun for a while, Flitwick asked me to demonstrate my Patronus, I thought for a moment
and with my Veela wand, I sent my Patronus away.

In Beaubatons, Fleur was in her Transfiguration class when a shiny Veela bird appeared in front of her and said: "My beautiful Fleur! My darling! You are the love of my life in this world and the next! I miss you. Classes are boring here I wish I was with you."

Her teacher asked: "Mademoiselle Fleur? Who sent this Patronus? The voice seems to be from a young boy."
Fleur blushed: "Harry Potter sent it Madame Chateau. He is at Hogwarts in his first year." Her classmates were stunned and began to whisper about the shape and power of that Patronus.

Madame Chateau: "I must compliment Monsieur Potter with that impressive Patronus. Must I understand you are good friends with him?"

Blushing, Fleur just nodded, Madame Chateau smiled: "Send him a letter with your schedule and inform him of the time difference so he won't disturb our classes."

The next morning at breakfast, Fleur's owl swooped in with a howler, I accepted the howler and Fleur's voice rang through the hall: "Little Boy! I love you too! Each night I fall asleep with you on my mind, and dream of your hands on my skin, sometimes I wake up screaming your name." With a normal voice: "Hey Nimmy, give him a kiss from me."

Fleur's owl gave me another letter with her schedule and a long letter that I will read alone. Nimmy stood behind me and gave me a peck on my cheek, she whispered: "Wow, she misses you a lot, can we read that letter together later?"

I nodded, and whispered back: "Yeah we need to find a good room for this, my hands are itching to feel your body, while the girls are watching us." Nimmy shuddered at the thought, her juices already flowing with anticipation.

Daphne asked: "That is Fleur's voice? Your first student?"
I nodded: "Yes that is her, I think this is payback for the Patronus I send to her. We were always trying to top each other. Our duels are fun too."

Nimmy butted in: "You sent a messenger Patronus? Teach me, Naughty boy!"
I turned and looked at her with an upturned nose: "Beg for it minion! On one knee and you better start with My Lord Black!… or, find a place to practice."

Nimmy got back to her seat shaking her head. Susan and Hannah giggled, Hannah said: "She will do it when we are alone My lord."

Xxxxx

When my owl arrived with a letter, I welcomed him: "Albus! I am glad to see you! Come here so I can read what my Solicitors have to say. Here Albus, have some food… No, no sweets for you, only old perverts will hand out sweets. It is bad for your health Albus, you know that. Here Al, a letter for Jean-Paul Delacour. Fly safely, Albus!" Dumbledore lost the sparkle in his eyes.

My first Potion class was a hoot! The creep wanted to establish domination over me and asked the standard questions after the standard insults to my father: "Potter! What would I get if I added powdered root to an infusion of wormwood?"

I shrugged: "A Troll for that potion if you don't add Toad Liver and stabilize it with Marmots Gall. It is in the course book of our third year… … sir." Yeah, I looked cool with my mirror glasses on. The dickhead was fuming at my answer but did back off, I was not an easy target anymore.

Every time he looked at me and my mirror glasses he grind his teeth but did not comment. He knew he would be in trouble if he demand to take them off. The whole school heard him say it was to prevent legilimence.

I think Dumbles found out that aunt Amelia asked for the records of the owls and Newts from the ministry and ICW and has the board of Governors in her pocket. So both are walking on eggshells. Too bad, I prepared several rants just for him.

Our telescope was a big hit with Sinistra, which was a popular topic in fan fiction so I tried it out for a spin. I had to pry her fingers off my telescope at the end of class. I did not even have a chance to look through the thing and had to share it with my girls. Meh, I'll give her a nice one for Yule.

Xxxxx

One evening, I cornered the Weasley twins: "Mr. and Mr. Weasley, I heard you both solemnly swear you are up to no good. I came to you for a business deal, are you interested? If not, then we consider this as mischief managed."
Twin F and G looked at each other, those words were too close to be accidental, and carefully asked.
F: "What business"
G: "deal Lord"
F: "Potter, and are you"
G: "Related too"
F: "The Marauders?"
I nodded: "Prongs, Padfoot, Moony, and Wormtail. Dad was Prongs, and Padfoot is Sirius Black. I found dad's notebook. My deal is to pay you to avoid pranking me and my girls, I will give you a list later. I want to buy the map when you think you can do those pranks without it. Or find a way to copy it.

When you graduate, and you want to open a joke shop, I will give you the starter's money and a location in Diagon Alley. It was my dad's dream to start such a shop with his friends when they graduated, Voldemort prevented that."

I gave them a purse with a hundred Galleons: "I like my girls very much, so I consider this money well spent. Keep your pranks funny guys, nobody like bullies, know they are your future customers." That will keep them from pranking me and my girls.

Now to find a room for quality time… "Can I speak with an elf please?" One just turned visible next to me, yeah right, Dumbledore's private spy army.

"What does Student Lord Potter wants from Binny?"
Now I have to steal from fan fiction: "Binny? Are there private quarters for Lords that study here? Close to Hufflepuff if possible." There must be more cases where a minor takes his Lordship, or at seventeen take the ring, they are still in school at seventeen, hence the private quarters.

Binny nodded: "Yes, Lord Potter, every House has some. Must Binny show you?"
"That would be wonderful Binny." Binny showed a corridor close to the Den: "These four rooms are the Puffy private Lord rooms, Lord Potter. They be all the same."

I smiled: "Thank you Binny, can you prepare this one for me? I will talk it over with professor Sprout. Oh, compliment everyone in the kitchen, the food here is excellently prepared, thank them for me in House Hufflepuffs name."

It is always good to butter up to those little buggers, they work twice as hard if you do. At Potter Manor, I took twenty minutes each day just for that.

I cornered Professor Sprout in a greenhouse, a plant almost bit me in the ass: "Professor Sprout, I asked an elf to prepare a Lord's quarter in the Hufflepuffs corridor. I plan to do my Lord duties there so I won't disturb my classmates. I plan to sleep in our dorm though. Is that alright? I read in the rules that Lords have the right to have one."

Professor Sprout thought for a minute and answered: "That is your right Lord Potter-Black, but you are still a minor, so the floo will stay disconnected until you are seventeen. Any trips out of the school grounds need to be notified to me, so we know where you are going. I also ask that an adult escort you outside the school. Is this acceptable?"

I gave her my biggest smile: "Very much so Professor, thank you!"

Hah! It is time to inspect my new crib. Binny showed me around: "Lord Potter must activate the room with his ring, then set a password. This is the meeting room, bedroom, bathroom, office, and room for practice. This is a guest room. The castle makes more rooms if Lord Potter asks Hogwarts."

I smiled and asked: "Binny? Are my elves allowed to bring documents here and serve me in this room?"
Binny nodded: "Lords can have elves serve him in his quarters." Binny popped away.

Now first order of business is to buy a lot of skincare potions! I called the girls and introduced them to their second home: "Girls here is our new practice room! My private quarters, the password is set on: Dumbledore is a creep."

Nimmy is the first to enter, followed by the foursome… no, wait a few years for that. Nimmy asked: "Naughty Boy, how did you arrange it so fast? This is an apartment! Here, a room for practice! Even a corner for potions!"

I answered: "Did you see the size of the bed? Want to try it out? I still have one bottle of potion. Too bad Peggy can't come in, the floo is disconnected."

I wasn't even finished talking when Nimmy is already naked on the bed. I teased her: "It is just a couple of days ago Nimmy, did you miss it that much? Or did you miss our eyes roaming over your bodies? Why don't I ask Daphne and Tracey to practice their massage techniques on your body?"

Nimmy groaned: "Yes, ask it fast because I missed it a lot." Tracey, in her undies, had the bottle in her hand, Daphne stood next to her, also just with nickers and bra. Both started the session, rubbing Nimmy until she was a shivering mess. Susan and Hannah were whispering some dirty comments to Nimmy until she called on Morgana again.
Susan looked at me and said: "Well, Lord Potter-Black, we need to have a turn too. It is only proper that we get some on the first day."

I nodded: "Alright, just a massage, you are not ready for the session we gave Nimmy." The girls exchanged looks while blushing… I don't want to know.

One by one got a massage, Nimmy did the girly spots, taking a bit of revenge on them when she whispered dirty talk to them and pinched here and there.

Next thing I know, five sets of hands dragged me on the bed and gave me a five-on-one session, when Nimmy did the private parts, I called Merlin. It was hard to keep Little Dude under control with five naked girls' hands all over my body.

The next day, the girls moved some extra clothes and personal things into my quarters. It went through the rumor mill that Lord Potter has private quarters. McGonagall approached me at breakfast and said: "Mr. Potter, Private quarters need to be reserved upfront. You can not demand them on the same day."

I shrugged: "That is only valid if all quarters are occupied professor, all the rooms were vacant when I asked my Head of House, so why are you making a big deal out of it? Be glad I don't request another quarter for House Black, as is my right."

I looked her in the eye and warned her: "Also, notify the headmaster that if he let Hogwarts elves spy on me in those quarters, that would be a reason to get fired, as it has happened in the past."

With a stiff upper lip, she turned and left. She was still pissed I got her pussy in heat. Daphne leaned toward me and whispered: "That was so hot, the way you put her in her place was perfect. I'll have to think of a way to reward you." I responded: "You already did, you gave me something to dream about in history class."

History class gave me a nice daydream, In Herbology class I said to Neville: "Hey Heir Longbottom, how is Trevor?"
Neville sighed: "He keeps trying to escape, I think he doesn't like it here." I looked around and said: "Why don't you ask Professor Sprout if he can stay in one of the greenhouses? I think a dry cold stone castle must be the worst environment for a toad. Sprout is nice, she will allow it, a toad can eat a lot of bugs a day so it will help her too."

Trevor found a new home away from home and was happy. Neville got a bit more confident, knowing that professors actually want to listen to him.

Xxxxx

The floo was disconnected, but elves could bring someone in. Amelia was on the Board of Governors as the Potter Proxy, so my elves had free access to Hogwarts. Peggy was happy when Minny, one of my elves, popped her on the bed.

I grinned at her: "Hey Peggy, welcome in our private quarters, Susan, Hannah, take the potion and start on her back. It has been a few weeks and Peggy has some catching up to do."

Susan and Hannah were happy to comply, not a minute later Peggy had the first of many. With her face in the pillow, she moaned: "Morgana! I missed this so much, sis, Suzy, you girls learned a lot, but let Harry do my front. I need it."

Slowly I let my hands wander on her face and neck: "Really Peggy? Do you need my touch? To feel my fingers stroke your tits and nipples? The magic entering your skin and warming you up inside? Or do you want my fingers to enter your tight pussy? Shove them in you hot soppy cunt? Or do you want Nimmy to eat you out when I rub that pretty little clit of yours?"

Peggy growled: 'Yes Harry! Yes to all of that! Don't keep me waiting for it." Nimmy chuckled and started kissing and sucking her way up to Peggy's honey pot, while I did the upper half.
The girls learned a lot about double teaming that night. We had a good time the following weeks.

I employed Peggy to manage my estates, and let her move into Potter Manor. She did take her job seriously, talking to retainers is not one of the elf's strong points, and Peggy is a natural at it. She took only three months to set everything back to order.

Fleur got letters from Nimmy, describing in detail what and how I massage the girls, and how I gave her and Peggy some adult sessions. Fleur wrote back that she is reading the letters in bed with the massage stick I gave her on her birthday. She even let her roommate read them too.

Xxxxx

That started a stream of steamy letters, Peggy, began writing them too, soon every girl became pen palls with Fleur, Nimmy, and Peggy. The poor things were rubbing themselves raw. Fleur's friend had it hard too, reading the letters corrupted her, and soon Fleur was massaging Sophie and taught her the details of The Talk.

Sophie has been added to the group, a nice pretty brunette, according to Fleur her pussy tastes great.
Fay was the next one that joined our group, my girls were corrupting her at night with some private sessions, and was brought along for The Talk.

We didn't forget our studies though, I was ruthless in training them in wandless magic. If they slacked off, I gave them my Hentai ropes. I managed to turn the ropes into tentacles. Yep, the giant squid would be jealous of them. It didn't help with Nimmy though, she loved them, especially when the girls were telling her how slutty she looked with them.

Xxxxx

The months flew by, Fudge and Dumbledore managed to delay their trials by every method possible, I did not care, we set Rita on his tail and she exposed all his dirty laundry. By Christmas, his pedestal crumbled into a pile of dust.

I got the tiara from the RoR and tasked the Goblins to dispel it, also the ring in the Gaunt shack was retrieved by the Goblins. Hufflepuffs cup was the start to get the Goblins involved. I asked Lord Greengrass to talk it out with the Goblins.

I claimed my findings through research about Moaning Myrtle and Tom Marvolo Riddle, how Marvolo pointed me to the Gaunts and that the Goblins have to inspect the shack on my expenses.
I got a nice ring out of it.

A few days before Christmas break, my months buttering the Hogwarts elves up, occasionally giving them new recipes and compliments, gave me the opportunity to ask the head elf to give all Potter properties that are in Hogwarts to my elves.

Hoggy didn't have a problem with that, and the headmaster's office suddenly had more space to store his junk. I let Tapsy hire a team from Gringotts to remove all nasty stuff.
I'll bet he had a hissyfit when he noticed my cloak missing, the poor man didn't have a chance to be the master of death anymore.

That was the first time he called me to his office, I asked for assistance at Sprout and sent a Patronus to Amelia, asking her to come over with Cyrus.

I put my glasses on and we entered his office, Snape was there of course.

Dumbledore: "That will be all Pomona, you can go now." I laughed at that: "If she goes I'll go. She is my head of House and needs to be here if I asked her assistance. Try again." Sprout said to Dumbledore: "He is right Albus, he asked my assistance to be present here, and I find it highly suspicious you want him to be alone with you and Snape."
Dumbledore was insistent: "It is of great importance I speak to him alone Pomona. The future of wizarding kind is at stake."

I shrugged: "Why is Snape here? This is not my definition of alone. And Professor Sprout stays."
He frowned: "It is Professor Snape, my boy."

I got angry: "Never call me My boy again Albus! To you, I am Lord Potter, Lord Black, or Mr. Potter, and I call Snape a professor if he manages to teach us a single thing. You got that?"

Dumbledore stood up: "Show some respect, Mr. Potter! I am the headmaster of this school and demand your respect!"
I shrugged: "Respect is earned through actions Mr. Dumbledore, contempt is too. You are a child abuser and a thief with a god complex, worse, you are lower than an animal, binding a Phoenix to you with curses will cause your next great adventure to be in Hell, literary."

Dumbledore winched, he felt the wards notify him of the arrival of two members of the board of governors.

I chuckled: "Aunt Amelia and uncle Cyrus perhaps? Did you think I lived in a cupboard in France? That I learned nothing? We better wait until they are here. Let's speed it up Binny? Can you pop Madam Bones and Lord Greengrass here please?" A pop later and both stood in front of Dumbledore.

Without a word I took a vial out of my pocket and filled it with the memory of this conversation, and handed it to Aunty. Dammed I wanted to use that vial for a memory of my girls giving Nimmy a session.
Amelia snapped at Dumbledore: "Why do I find Lord Potter in your office without me and his Solicitors? I thought we were crystal clear about that Dumbledore."

Dumbledore back paddled: "I had to discuss some things related to this school Amelia." Amelia fumed: "It is Madam Bones to you old man! You lost that right along with my respect when I found out how you been stealing from House Potter."

I interrupted: "That is the reason he called me here aunty, I asked the Hogwarts elves to search Hogwarts and give all Potter possessions to my head elf Tapsy. I think he is upset that I could get away with it. Are you going to call the Aurors and tell them I took my possessions, Mr. Dumbledore?"

I left Dumbledore in the loving care of Amelia and Cyrus. Dumbledore is grasping at straws now and is using all his credits up. He is going to be dangerous now, his trial is scheduled in January and he can't postpone it anymore. He is on his last steps.
Xxxxx
Fleur jumped in our arms when Nimmy and I arrived to celebrate Yule with the Delacour's.