Hermione woke up in the morning with an excruciating pain in her inner
thigh. She sat up in read but couldn't concentrate.
"Come here." Amadeus said, half asleep with a pillow over his face. Hermione walked over and stood next to him. He held out a hand and put it Hermione's stomach and feeling her stomach, then lower, then suddenly pushed in ward. Hermione screamed and felt no more pain.
"Joints belong in their sockets." He said drearily. Hermione walked back to her bed and started reading.
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The following days were slow. It wasn't long before Amadeus and Hermione ere back to their normal, but Amadeus started with an unusual lesson.
"Muggle Firearms. The Dark Lord will start using them, so we shall too." He reached into his jacket and pulled out two long gold "L" shaped objects. Harry knew they were guns. Amadeus took aim and fired, it looked as if the wall he shot it at exploded form the inside.
"You will not be firing these, or any others. These are mine and shall not be touched. If you do, you will suffer." He was interrupted by Malfoy.
"Too scared to keep using those swords are you?" He snarled. Crabbe and Goyle chuckled.
Amadeus slammed his fist on the table. "Does your ignorance know no bounds?!" He shouted. "I teach this class to benefit the students of Hogwarts. I don't care for the point of view of a redundant brat!" Malfoy opened his mouth to reply but was instantly cut off. "If I wanted your opinion, I'd have given it to you." Amadeus replied coolly. "Now get out of my class."
Malfoy wandered out but then whipped around with nothing other than a gun in his hand. "I've had about enough of you." He shot but toppled over; he obviously couldn't handle the gun.
"Lord, Malfoy you are an idiot." He pointed his gun to Malfoy's head. "Now unlike yourself, I can handle a gun, so well that I could trim your hair from about fifty feet back." He said with a smile. He holstered the gun and turned around. "Little Rat." He kicked the ground near Malfoy and he scurried off into the hallway.
"Now class," He started and took a deep breath. "My Daughter shall be visiting, I give you fair warning for she will be with this class and shall be assisting me with lessons." He grinned. "She is strict, and when we start dueling as will I. This brings me to my next point, Harry; will you be kind enough to duel with me?" He asked. "Of course professor." Harry said with a smile.
"Now what I am going to show you is one of the most advanced spells you will ever see in your lives." He turned to Harry. "I want you to cast a simply stunning curse at me." Harry did as he was told and aimed his wand and shouted "Stupefy!" The spell hurdled itself at Amadeus and he simply held up his hand and yelled "Arat-Otsego!" and the spell vanished into the air sending small ripples in all directions.
"Now that you have seen it, you will know all you need for your end of term exams." Hermione's hand went instantly into the air. "Yes Miss Granger?"
"Will you teach us how to use that spell, Professor?" She asked
"To those capable of handling it." He said with a quick glance at Harry. "Now off with you lot, I'll let you to lunch early while I wait for my daughter, Harry, Ron, Hermione, please stay here." He said.
They followed Amadeus to his quarter and waited for a short time. After a few minutes they heard a soft, beautiful, cheerful voice.
"Papa!" She screamed. A girl with long black hair and a clear slightly tanned face ran to Amadeus. She was the perfect model of a girl, with a perfectly proportioned body, large breasts and a tight stomach. Just like her father, she was perfect.
"Aphrodite, my dearest." Amadeus said, after the fifteen minute hug was broken she turned to the trio.
"Who are they?" She asked.
"This is your nephew Harry, and his friends Ron and Hermione." He said, she hugged Harry and offered her hand to Ron who looked slightly bewildered by her beauty. He walked forward and grabbed something on her that definitely wasn't her hand. Juliet stepped back and grabbed Ron's hand and snapped his wrist. Ron let out a howl of pain.
Amadeus looked calmer than Harry would have thought he should have been. "Try that again and she has my permission to kill you." He said. Hermione looked at Ron with disgust and shook hands with Juliet.
"Let us set forth to lunch, you must be starving." Amadeus said whilst beaming.
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There was a heavy snow fall the on the dawn of the beginning weekend. Harry awoke with a start by Ron.
"Harry, c'mon let's go out! It just snowed!" Ron yelled. Harry rose up and put on his glasses and looked outside. The entire grounds were covered with at least three feet of solid, dove white, snow. Harry speedily got dressed and went out with Ron, Hermione, and Ginny. Hermione had enchanted snowballs to hit whoever was closest and Ron was having trouble throwing snowballs with one hand, so Hermione was showing no mercy. It turned out to be one of the best Saturday's Harry had ever had. When they all went back inside Ginny decided to go for a bath in the prefect's bathroom. She was surprised that she wasn't the only one there, even though most of the entire school was still in the snow.
"Hello, is anyone in here?" Ginny said, the bath had just been filled and the air was still warm from the water. A girl with black hair walked out with no clothes on.
"Oh, hello. I was just about to take a bath." She said, her eyes quickly scanned Ginny's body. "You must be Ginny Weasley; Father had told me so much about you!" She grasped Ginny in an embracing hug. Ginny didn't exactly feel comfortable, but returned the hug all the same.
"I'm sorry, but who might you be?" Ginny asked.
"I'm Aphrodite, Amadeus's daughter." She said with a smile. She had a slight accent, but Ginny couldn't make out where she was from. "Care to share a bath?" She asked politely.
"It would be a privilege." Ginny said with a smile. She removed her wet clothes and slid into the warm bath. When Aphrodite went into the bath, Ginny turned many different shades of red. Aphrodite giggled.
"There's nothing to be embarrassed about. Your body is just as nice as mine; I can tell by the way that Harry looks at you." She said.
Ginny didn't realize it, but he did tend to stare at her backside, and she secretly enjoyed it. "Well, I have been told I look good before." She said. She could feel her body tremble, she wasn't used to compliments like that from another girl. She noticed that Aphrodite was right next to her and she could feel her skin.
"I see the way you look at him. He looks at you the same way, it doesn't matter what your judgment tells you, just use your heart." She poked Ginny in the chest and immediately moved back. "But enough of that, there's another way for me to determine how pure your beauty is." She stood up and let her wings flow out of her back. Ginny stood and did the same before she was jumped upon.
"Sister!" She screamed. Ginny just waited until she pulled back to ask her what she meant.
"Why did you just call me sister?" Ginny asked.
"I guess you didn't realize it yet, but I'll tell you." She crossed her legs. "When an archangel decides to take you in, and you're a female, then you can be given angelic power." She said.
"What kind of power?" Ginny asked.
"Well, aside from flight, there is also extended life." She furrowed her brow in thought. "There's an increase in maternal instinct, if you were to have a child, that is. There is also a new type of magic for you, it's wandless. It increases with your happiness and how pure your soul is. It's also stronger if you're a virgin." She added with a smile. "But I can tell by looking at you that you are." She smiled. "But you'll learn soon enough." She threw Ginny some soap, "Could you clean my back?" She made a pathetic face that Ginny couldn't refuse.
"Of course." She said reluctantly. Ginny leaned in and started cleaning her back.
"Why do you like Harry so much?" She asked. Ginny didn't really know where to start.
"Well, I've had a crush on him for the longest time, I guess now that I've matured and my mind hasn't changed about him, I'm just going to have to act on it sooner or later." Ginny sighed.
"Don't worry Ginny, You both like each other and soon you two will act on your feelings." She said. "Okay, now switch." She said and Ginny turned around and Aphrodite started cleaning her hair.
"So you're Irish, right?" She asked innocently, while shampooing Ginny's hair.
"Yes I am, but I can't tell where you hail from." Ginny said truthfully.
"Well same as my father, Greece. But I have been in Russia for a while." She said.
"Well that makes sense, I supposed. If you don't mind my asking, how old are you?" Ginny asked nervously.
"I'm not nearly as old as father, somewhere in the range of one thousand fifty. I lost count a while back, but I still celebrate my birthday with my father. It seems he's the only one I have left." She sounded sad and put down.
Ginny turned around and hugged her. "You've always got me and the rest of my family, Aphrodite." She said quietly and backed away.
Aphrodite smiled. "Thanks Ginny. By the way, you can call me Angel." They were interrupted by the sound of the portrait creaking open. Draco Malfoy walked in just after Ginny had her clothes on and Angel had a towel on. He scanned Angel quickly.
"Hello Weasley, now who might you be?" He raised an eyebrow.
"My name is Aphrodite." She said with a snort. "You're a Malfoy; I've no interest in you." She turned to walk away but Malfoy turned her back to him, his face was inches from hers.
"Well maybe you get to know all of me before you make any judgments." He reached under her towel, she screamed and Ginny grabbed him and threw him into the bath and they ran to the Dark Arts Corridor. They pounded on the door until Amadeus answered.
"What's wrong, what has happened?" Angel was clinging to him in tears.
"Malfoy tried to rape her, he touched her Amadeus." Ginny said her eyes were also tearing; He pulled her close to him.
"Its all right, everything will be all right." They sat for about an hour, both of them were crying and Amadeus was comforting them. Ginny couldn't tell why she was crying but she liked having someone else to cry with.
When they stopped crying Angel lie down on his bed and fell asleep and Amadeus stood up and, of course, sheathed his sword.
"Where are you going?" Ginny asked.
"Stay with my Angel, make sure she's okay." He put on his jacket "I will have Malfoy's head for this." He finished by putting on his sunglasses. "His father will not spare his soul." By now his sword was glowing red and he stormed out of his quarters.
Angel slowly woke up and looked around with a scared look on her face.
"Where's my father?" Her voice squeaked, she was like a toddler looking for her parents.
"He's gone to get Malfoy, don't worry, we're safe." Just then the door opened and Angel immediately clung to Ginny. It was Dumbledore who walked in.
"I am truly sorry Aphrodite. Never, in any of my years has anything of this magnitude happened under my reign as headmaster, nor will it ever happen again." He assured. He turned and left quickly.
"Come on let's go find your father." Ginny said.
It didn't take them long to find him in the Great Hall. When they walked in they saw the teachers standing in their chairs watching the chaos.
"Malfoy! When I am done with you, you will be begging Madam Pompfrey to kill you." He pointed held his hand up towards Malfoy and Malfoy's neck glided into his hand. He stared at Malfoy's steadily reddening face.
"Mr. Filch," He said, Filch stood up.
"Yes, Professor?" He said with a slight tremble in his voice.
"Get me your most painful whip." Amadeus said, he didn't look away from Malfoy, who was dangling slowly back and forth.
All of a sudden Filch's face lit up with glee. "Yes professor! Of course!" He went off and came back with an object with a whip like handle, but was more of a long leather flap, about fifteen feet in length, with silver spikes, already stained with blood.
"That'll do Mr. Filch." He dropped Malfoy and walked over to Filch in order to take the whip. He took in and walked over to the Hufflepuff table. "Move." He commanded, they all did so and he tested the whip. He lifted it up and slammed it on the table, which immediately was smashed in two. Wood chips flew into the air and the table was no longer recognizable.
"One of my old favorites." Filch said with a smile.
"I think I'll just add a little quirk of my own to it." Amadeus said. He squeezed the whip's handle with both hands and it started glowing blue. Like a snake, it wrapped around Malfoy and students winced as they heard the rusty spikes puncture Malfoy's skin. Blood leaked out onto the floor. Dumbledore walked over to Amadeus's side.
"Please stop this now, there are more civil methods to handling situations like this." Dumbledore said quietly.
"Yes, as there are more civil ways of getting sex from the town whore." As Amadeus said it he got angrier, his grip tightened significantly and the whip squeezed tighter on Malfoy. "Someone is too used to getting things from the Slytherin girls, that he can't get anywhere else." He growled.
"What do you mean?" Dumbledore asked, completely serious.
"Ask the first year Slytherin girls how they lost their maidenheads." He barked.
"Oh my, well then we shall deal with that later, just let him down." Dumbledore said, this was the first time they had ever seen him truly angry.
"As you wish," Amadeus wound up and the whip unraveled, thus throwing Malfoy into a wall. He was bleeding heavily and he many broken or dislocated bones. Dumbledore conjured a stretcher and placed him on it, then walked out of the Hall. Snape stopped next to Amadeus "I think I may need that for later." Amadeus handed it over to Snape without looking at him. Snape took the whip and stormed out of the Great Hall.
"Enjoy your dinner," He turned to Professor McGonagall. "Please have food sent up to my quarters Minerva." He turned again to Harry and the rest and nodded towards his quarters. He made a parting movement with his hands and all the tables skid out of his way as he walked to the doors exiting the Great Hall. Harry and the rest followed at a good distance.
"Come here." Amadeus said, half asleep with a pillow over his face. Hermione walked over and stood next to him. He held out a hand and put it Hermione's stomach and feeling her stomach, then lower, then suddenly pushed in ward. Hermione screamed and felt no more pain.
"Joints belong in their sockets." He said drearily. Hermione walked back to her bed and started reading.
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The following days were slow. It wasn't long before Amadeus and Hermione ere back to their normal, but Amadeus started with an unusual lesson.
"Muggle Firearms. The Dark Lord will start using them, so we shall too." He reached into his jacket and pulled out two long gold "L" shaped objects. Harry knew they were guns. Amadeus took aim and fired, it looked as if the wall he shot it at exploded form the inside.
"You will not be firing these, or any others. These are mine and shall not be touched. If you do, you will suffer." He was interrupted by Malfoy.
"Too scared to keep using those swords are you?" He snarled. Crabbe and Goyle chuckled.
Amadeus slammed his fist on the table. "Does your ignorance know no bounds?!" He shouted. "I teach this class to benefit the students of Hogwarts. I don't care for the point of view of a redundant brat!" Malfoy opened his mouth to reply but was instantly cut off. "If I wanted your opinion, I'd have given it to you." Amadeus replied coolly. "Now get out of my class."
Malfoy wandered out but then whipped around with nothing other than a gun in his hand. "I've had about enough of you." He shot but toppled over; he obviously couldn't handle the gun.
"Lord, Malfoy you are an idiot." He pointed his gun to Malfoy's head. "Now unlike yourself, I can handle a gun, so well that I could trim your hair from about fifty feet back." He said with a smile. He holstered the gun and turned around. "Little Rat." He kicked the ground near Malfoy and he scurried off into the hallway.
"Now class," He started and took a deep breath. "My Daughter shall be visiting, I give you fair warning for she will be with this class and shall be assisting me with lessons." He grinned. "She is strict, and when we start dueling as will I. This brings me to my next point, Harry; will you be kind enough to duel with me?" He asked. "Of course professor." Harry said with a smile.
"Now what I am going to show you is one of the most advanced spells you will ever see in your lives." He turned to Harry. "I want you to cast a simply stunning curse at me." Harry did as he was told and aimed his wand and shouted "Stupefy!" The spell hurdled itself at Amadeus and he simply held up his hand and yelled "Arat-Otsego!" and the spell vanished into the air sending small ripples in all directions.
"Now that you have seen it, you will know all you need for your end of term exams." Hermione's hand went instantly into the air. "Yes Miss Granger?"
"Will you teach us how to use that spell, Professor?" She asked
"To those capable of handling it." He said with a quick glance at Harry. "Now off with you lot, I'll let you to lunch early while I wait for my daughter, Harry, Ron, Hermione, please stay here." He said.
They followed Amadeus to his quarter and waited for a short time. After a few minutes they heard a soft, beautiful, cheerful voice.
"Papa!" She screamed. A girl with long black hair and a clear slightly tanned face ran to Amadeus. She was the perfect model of a girl, with a perfectly proportioned body, large breasts and a tight stomach. Just like her father, she was perfect.
"Aphrodite, my dearest." Amadeus said, after the fifteen minute hug was broken she turned to the trio.
"Who are they?" She asked.
"This is your nephew Harry, and his friends Ron and Hermione." He said, she hugged Harry and offered her hand to Ron who looked slightly bewildered by her beauty. He walked forward and grabbed something on her that definitely wasn't her hand. Juliet stepped back and grabbed Ron's hand and snapped his wrist. Ron let out a howl of pain.
Amadeus looked calmer than Harry would have thought he should have been. "Try that again and she has my permission to kill you." He said. Hermione looked at Ron with disgust and shook hands with Juliet.
"Let us set forth to lunch, you must be starving." Amadeus said whilst beaming.
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There was a heavy snow fall the on the dawn of the beginning weekend. Harry awoke with a start by Ron.
"Harry, c'mon let's go out! It just snowed!" Ron yelled. Harry rose up and put on his glasses and looked outside. The entire grounds were covered with at least three feet of solid, dove white, snow. Harry speedily got dressed and went out with Ron, Hermione, and Ginny. Hermione had enchanted snowballs to hit whoever was closest and Ron was having trouble throwing snowballs with one hand, so Hermione was showing no mercy. It turned out to be one of the best Saturday's Harry had ever had. When they all went back inside Ginny decided to go for a bath in the prefect's bathroom. She was surprised that she wasn't the only one there, even though most of the entire school was still in the snow.
"Hello, is anyone in here?" Ginny said, the bath had just been filled and the air was still warm from the water. A girl with black hair walked out with no clothes on.
"Oh, hello. I was just about to take a bath." She said, her eyes quickly scanned Ginny's body. "You must be Ginny Weasley; Father had told me so much about you!" She grasped Ginny in an embracing hug. Ginny didn't exactly feel comfortable, but returned the hug all the same.
"I'm sorry, but who might you be?" Ginny asked.
"I'm Aphrodite, Amadeus's daughter." She said with a smile. She had a slight accent, but Ginny couldn't make out where she was from. "Care to share a bath?" She asked politely.
"It would be a privilege." Ginny said with a smile. She removed her wet clothes and slid into the warm bath. When Aphrodite went into the bath, Ginny turned many different shades of red. Aphrodite giggled.
"There's nothing to be embarrassed about. Your body is just as nice as mine; I can tell by the way that Harry looks at you." She said.
Ginny didn't realize it, but he did tend to stare at her backside, and she secretly enjoyed it. "Well, I have been told I look good before." She said. She could feel her body tremble, she wasn't used to compliments like that from another girl. She noticed that Aphrodite was right next to her and she could feel her skin.
"I see the way you look at him. He looks at you the same way, it doesn't matter what your judgment tells you, just use your heart." She poked Ginny in the chest and immediately moved back. "But enough of that, there's another way for me to determine how pure your beauty is." She stood up and let her wings flow out of her back. Ginny stood and did the same before she was jumped upon.
"Sister!" She screamed. Ginny just waited until she pulled back to ask her what she meant.
"Why did you just call me sister?" Ginny asked.
"I guess you didn't realize it yet, but I'll tell you." She crossed her legs. "When an archangel decides to take you in, and you're a female, then you can be given angelic power." She said.
"What kind of power?" Ginny asked.
"Well, aside from flight, there is also extended life." She furrowed her brow in thought. "There's an increase in maternal instinct, if you were to have a child, that is. There is also a new type of magic for you, it's wandless. It increases with your happiness and how pure your soul is. It's also stronger if you're a virgin." She added with a smile. "But I can tell by looking at you that you are." She smiled. "But you'll learn soon enough." She threw Ginny some soap, "Could you clean my back?" She made a pathetic face that Ginny couldn't refuse.
"Of course." She said reluctantly. Ginny leaned in and started cleaning her back.
"Why do you like Harry so much?" She asked. Ginny didn't really know where to start.
"Well, I've had a crush on him for the longest time, I guess now that I've matured and my mind hasn't changed about him, I'm just going to have to act on it sooner or later." Ginny sighed.
"Don't worry Ginny, You both like each other and soon you two will act on your feelings." She said. "Okay, now switch." She said and Ginny turned around and Aphrodite started cleaning her hair.
"So you're Irish, right?" She asked innocently, while shampooing Ginny's hair.
"Yes I am, but I can't tell where you hail from." Ginny said truthfully.
"Well same as my father, Greece. But I have been in Russia for a while." She said.
"Well that makes sense, I supposed. If you don't mind my asking, how old are you?" Ginny asked nervously.
"I'm not nearly as old as father, somewhere in the range of one thousand fifty. I lost count a while back, but I still celebrate my birthday with my father. It seems he's the only one I have left." She sounded sad and put down.
Ginny turned around and hugged her. "You've always got me and the rest of my family, Aphrodite." She said quietly and backed away.
Aphrodite smiled. "Thanks Ginny. By the way, you can call me Angel." They were interrupted by the sound of the portrait creaking open. Draco Malfoy walked in just after Ginny had her clothes on and Angel had a towel on. He scanned Angel quickly.
"Hello Weasley, now who might you be?" He raised an eyebrow.
"My name is Aphrodite." She said with a snort. "You're a Malfoy; I've no interest in you." She turned to walk away but Malfoy turned her back to him, his face was inches from hers.
"Well maybe you get to know all of me before you make any judgments." He reached under her towel, she screamed and Ginny grabbed him and threw him into the bath and they ran to the Dark Arts Corridor. They pounded on the door until Amadeus answered.
"What's wrong, what has happened?" Angel was clinging to him in tears.
"Malfoy tried to rape her, he touched her Amadeus." Ginny said her eyes were also tearing; He pulled her close to him.
"Its all right, everything will be all right." They sat for about an hour, both of them were crying and Amadeus was comforting them. Ginny couldn't tell why she was crying but she liked having someone else to cry with.
When they stopped crying Angel lie down on his bed and fell asleep and Amadeus stood up and, of course, sheathed his sword.
"Where are you going?" Ginny asked.
"Stay with my Angel, make sure she's okay." He put on his jacket "I will have Malfoy's head for this." He finished by putting on his sunglasses. "His father will not spare his soul." By now his sword was glowing red and he stormed out of his quarters.
Angel slowly woke up and looked around with a scared look on her face.
"Where's my father?" Her voice squeaked, she was like a toddler looking for her parents.
"He's gone to get Malfoy, don't worry, we're safe." Just then the door opened and Angel immediately clung to Ginny. It was Dumbledore who walked in.
"I am truly sorry Aphrodite. Never, in any of my years has anything of this magnitude happened under my reign as headmaster, nor will it ever happen again." He assured. He turned and left quickly.
"Come on let's go find your father." Ginny said.
It didn't take them long to find him in the Great Hall. When they walked in they saw the teachers standing in their chairs watching the chaos.
"Malfoy! When I am done with you, you will be begging Madam Pompfrey to kill you." He pointed held his hand up towards Malfoy and Malfoy's neck glided into his hand. He stared at Malfoy's steadily reddening face.
"Mr. Filch," He said, Filch stood up.
"Yes, Professor?" He said with a slight tremble in his voice.
"Get me your most painful whip." Amadeus said, he didn't look away from Malfoy, who was dangling slowly back and forth.
All of a sudden Filch's face lit up with glee. "Yes professor! Of course!" He went off and came back with an object with a whip like handle, but was more of a long leather flap, about fifteen feet in length, with silver spikes, already stained with blood.
"That'll do Mr. Filch." He dropped Malfoy and walked over to Filch in order to take the whip. He took in and walked over to the Hufflepuff table. "Move." He commanded, they all did so and he tested the whip. He lifted it up and slammed it on the table, which immediately was smashed in two. Wood chips flew into the air and the table was no longer recognizable.
"One of my old favorites." Filch said with a smile.
"I think I'll just add a little quirk of my own to it." Amadeus said. He squeezed the whip's handle with both hands and it started glowing blue. Like a snake, it wrapped around Malfoy and students winced as they heard the rusty spikes puncture Malfoy's skin. Blood leaked out onto the floor. Dumbledore walked over to Amadeus's side.
"Please stop this now, there are more civil methods to handling situations like this." Dumbledore said quietly.
"Yes, as there are more civil ways of getting sex from the town whore." As Amadeus said it he got angrier, his grip tightened significantly and the whip squeezed tighter on Malfoy. "Someone is too used to getting things from the Slytherin girls, that he can't get anywhere else." He growled.
"What do you mean?" Dumbledore asked, completely serious.
"Ask the first year Slytherin girls how they lost their maidenheads." He barked.
"Oh my, well then we shall deal with that later, just let him down." Dumbledore said, this was the first time they had ever seen him truly angry.
"As you wish," Amadeus wound up and the whip unraveled, thus throwing Malfoy into a wall. He was bleeding heavily and he many broken or dislocated bones. Dumbledore conjured a stretcher and placed him on it, then walked out of the Hall. Snape stopped next to Amadeus "I think I may need that for later." Amadeus handed it over to Snape without looking at him. Snape took the whip and stormed out of the Great Hall.
"Enjoy your dinner," He turned to Professor McGonagall. "Please have food sent up to my quarters Minerva." He turned again to Harry and the rest and nodded towards his quarters. He made a parting movement with his hands and all the tables skid out of his way as he walked to the doors exiting the Great Hall. Harry and the rest followed at a good distance.