Author Note: This story began as a pair of shorts on the Visits to a Magical World collection and not just by popular demand but the fact my brain started having ideas come screaming into it for this story (along with the other two I'm focusing on) it is now joining the rest of the collection now available as a complete stand alone work. And now the usual disclaimers: I do not own this work of fiction, any resemblance to real people is coincidental, see a doctor if your symptoms do not improve after seven days, do not wash with bleach. All hail Miss Rowling the true hero of our works.
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Harry had managed to stay at the Dursley's after the end of the fifth year for a week before he had had enough. He used his invisibility cloak and snuck out. After going several blocks he summoned the knight bus and was on his way to Crawley to see Hermione. He needed to talk to her. To check to see if she was alright after the battle. He had been thinking about things and needed her advice as well. He also needed to be with friends, people who cared about him. He couldn't talk to the Dursleys about his encounter with the dark lord, the loss of his Godfather. The only thing they would have said would have been to express sadness it wasn't Harry lying dead.
He arrived at Hermione's address. It was a nice house on a quiet street. Brick with two floors and a nice wall surrounding it. He walked up to the front door and rang the bell. He faintly heard the thumping sound of what he supposed was music. He rang the bell again and was about to knock when the door was opened by Hermione.
He thought it was her as the same wavy brown hair, deep chocolate eyes were in the face he recognized. The body that was on display though was long and toned and fit. Her breasts were almost twice as large as what he remembered from school. He definitely noticed her body as the only things she was wearing was a pair of very tight and short bright pink spandex hotpants and a matching spandex bra that barely covered her bosom.
"Harry!" She exclaimed before grabbing him in a tight hug smashing those mounds against his chest confirming they were real. He reached up and hugged her back until she let go.
"Come in. Are you okay? What are you doing here? You didn't do something to your guardians again did you? Are you injured or is anyone chasing you?" She asked in her rapid fire manner as she dragged him inside.
"Uh yeah. I'm fine. No one is chasing me. I just needed to talk to you. The Dursleys are unharmed, unfortunately."
She huffed causing her breasts to shift and move quite enticingly. She noticed him staring then suddenly seemed to realize what she was wearing, or almost not wearing and blushed. "Uh I can explain."
"Okay." A shell shocked Harry simply stated.
At that moment Harry noticed a tall woman who looked slightly like an older version of Hermione walked into the room. She was wearing a sheer wrap over nothing but a skimpy bikini bottom. Her breasts on full display through the material made Harry have some strange thoughts.
"Oh who's this Mia?" The woman asked in a voice that was a contra-alto.
"This is my boyfriend from school Harry. Harry this is my mum Emma."
Harry heard the word boyfriend and mother and then things got kinda fuzzy for a second. He was trying to keep his equilibrium from all of the changes that were happening so he smiled and nodded at her. "Uh, Hello ma'am."
"Oh don't ma'am me. I'm not that old. He's cute. This is the one you said made like Saint George in your second year and played troll slayer in your first?"
"Yeah this is him." She proudly said.
"Okay well I'm going to go up and take a shower. Maybe he'll regain the capacity for human speech by then?" She joked as she went up the stairs.
Harry tried not to watch but the way her curvy bottom moved he couldn't help himself.
"You okay Harry?" Hermione asked with an amused tone, not at all upset like he was afraid would happen.
"Uh yeah, I think so. I'm just rather confused."
"C'mon downstairs. I'll explain better down there."
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Downstairs was a basement entertainment room. Nice carpeting, a stereo and wood paneled bar in one end. The other had a small stage with a pole running from floor to ceiling. There was a couch and some chairs that seemed to focus on the stage.
Hermione sat on the couch and tucked her long legs underneath her. She patted the seat in front of her. So that Harry knew where she wanted him to sit.
"I'm sorry for introducing you to mum as my boyfriend. But I didn't think you'd mind."
"No, I don't mind. I rather like it."
"Good. So where do you want me to begin?" Hermione asked with a deep sigh which strained the bra.
"Uhm where ever you want. I have no idea what to even ask. It looks like you healed okay." Harry asked having trouble making eye contact but doing a herculean effort.
"Thank you yes. Madam Pomfrey was able to help me recover without any scarring. As you can tell." She said with a cheeky grin. "Okay well lets start with the most obvious. You're probably wondering why I have bigger breasts than I normally do at school? Its because I wear a minimizer. Especially around Ron. That prat would forget I had a face if I showed up with my real size."
"Yeah I can imagine that. I'm having some trouble with them too."
She laughed gently, "I'll let you get more familiar with them later to get you comfortable, but to continue. I keep a lot of my home life separate because the way the wizarding world is rather backwards they wouldn't understand this."
"Yeah. Molly Weasley would explode if she saw you now." Harry agreed wide eyed thinking of the reaction.
"I know. Ginny has told me that she wore shorts last summer and her mum about had a cow. That's why she is such a wild girl."
"Oh. Okay. I didn't know that."
"Well you know her and her friend Luna run around the woods naked. I think they have played around some too." Hermione said with a grin.
"No I didn't know that."
"Yeah well anyhow back to my family and I."
"Yeah. I thought you said your parents were dentists." Harry frowned.
"Oh they are. Mum put herself through school by being a dancer, model, and stripper. She didn't do sex stuff. Her and Dad met at school, he made her laugh and they started dating. She took a bit of time to tell him but his friends had gone to the club she was performing at and it came out. Turns out dad didn't mind her dancing, to be honest he rather finds it exciting, so he became her biggest fan. A few years later they got married and 8 months later I came along."
"You mean nine?"
"No eight. Dad got mum pregnant before the wedding. Not that it mattered they love each other like crazy."
"So why are you dressed like this?"
"Well it takes a lot of core strength and agility to be a dancer. And since I have the body mum suggested I join her in the routines she practices. And being your girlfriend I am glad I started doing that after third year."
"You began doing this in third year?" Harry asked
"The summer after. Having to out run an angry werewolf who happened to be a teacher I liked and respected was a big motivator. I didn't start taking my clothes off until this year. After the battle I wanted to make sure I felt comfortable in my own skin. I wanted to feel like I was still pretty. You have no idea what that fire felt like. I though I was going to be cut in two, my breast felt like it was being cut off." She sighed.
"Oh. I didn't know. I'm sorry I dragged you into that Mione."
"You didn't drag me anywhere Harry. I would go with you anywhere you went, because I chose to Harry." She said taking his hand and squeezing it.
"Yeah okay. I can agree with that. I guess. I still feel guilty."
"Well don't. I do what I do because I want to. Sort of like why mom still dances, because she wants to."
"She still dances?" Harry asked in surprise.
"Oh yeah. She dances under the name the Manchester Minx."
"And your dad is okay with this?"
"He loves it. They can barely make it home before they start screwing some times. I can't tell you how many times I've found them on the living room floor the next morning." She sighed again.
"Oh. Okay."
"So that's what this is. Now why are you here or do you need some help to get your thoughts straight."
"Uh help?"
"Harry judging by the bulge in your pants you're about to explode. That can't be comfortable. I don't mind giving you a hand." She said with a grin and wiggle of her eyebrow.
"You are really different outside school."
"You don't know the half of it mister. So you want a hand?"
"Uh uh uh." Harry stammered as his mind shut down.
Hermione sighed with a wry look, "I better start with a hand job. I don't think you're quite ready for anything else."
All Harry could do was nod as Hermione took his trousers and undid them. Pulling his boxers down he sprang out. "Wow. That's a nice one Harry."
"Have you seen many?"
"No not real ones. Just pictures." She bit her lip, "To be honest this is the first time I've done this. Mum and dad told me all about it but I'll be gentle okay?" She said as she took him in her hand. Harry made a strange high pitched moaning squeal as she began to slide her hand up and down. He noticed the motion made her breasts move and jiggle in very spectacular ways. She saw him looking and grinning she took her other hand and reaching behind her unhooked the bra and slid it off. Changing hands to let it fall to the floor.
That was enough to cause Harry to explode in a mess. Hermione laughed as she got some on her breasts, hands and in her hair. "Wow Harry that was quite the explosion. Too bad I can't do magic outside school a cleaning charm would come in handy."
Harry wasn't sure he could still speak. He had self pleasured before but realized that someone else doing it made things a lot better, "Yeah sorry about that. I usually do it in the shower."
"One of the joys of being a girl you can do it almost anywhere." She said as she licked off her hand getting up to get some paper towels that were sitting on the bar.
"By the way not a bad taste. Mum has mentioned that guys can taste different depending on their diet and cleanliness."
"Oh uh thanks." He said reaching for the towel she held but she pulled it back and shook her head.
"Nope I get to clean it up."
He leaned back and let her with his eyes closed. She got done then kissed him on the lips.
"So do you feel better?"
"Yeah I guess I do."
"So you want to tell me what's going on?"
He started talking about what he was feeling. Everything he had been bottling and building up over the last several years came pouring out of him. His pain and guilt at getting Cedric killed. At the dark lord being free. At the guilt over getting his friends almost killed at the Ministry. At the sheer agony of losing Sirius, just when he had a chance at getting to be family. How Dumbledore had dumped him back at the Dursleys every year. How he had never felt like he had a family. How he had a chance at a family with Sirius but that was taken from him. How his things were either hidden under the floor boards or locked in the cupboard downstairs. The only people that cared about him was Hermione and Ron and he wasn't sure about Ron sometimes. She pulled him against her as he spoke and started stroking his hair when he started crying. About how it seemed like his entire life was a lie and he didn't know what to think. What to do anymore. He told her about the prophecy. He trusted her and wanted to talk to her as she had all the answers. How he was sick of coming close to dying and getting his friends in danger and just wanted a nice normal life. That's what his dreams revolved about. Especially recently. Dreams of him and her and a family. She realized he was babbling and repeating himself but she sat quietly holding him.
He laid his head in her lap as he curled up on the couch. He had his eyes squeezed closed so he missed her mum sitting on the chair opposite them. Hermione gave her a concerned look as she shook her head. Soon Harry's racking sobs turned to gentle sighs as he fell asleep.
Hermione slid out from under him while putting a pillow under his head so she could go talk to her mother, "mum how much did you hear?"
"Enough to know he's had a rough life and that you're very important to him."
"Yeah. When dad and Uncle Bill get back I need to tell you guys some stuff I sorta down played at school."
"I thought there might be. The nightmares you had when you came back from your second year didn't come from nowhere."
"Yeah." She said picking up her bra and going upstairs.
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When Harry woke up he was still on the couch with the lights turned down low. He had the strangest dream with Hermione being a hot sexy stripper like her mother. Looking around he began to wonder if it was a dream as he saw the pole and the stage.
He made sure he was in order and went upstairs where he heard people talking. They were sitting in a lounge. He saw Hermione and her mother had both put on dresses that at least mostly covered them. He cleared his throat as he entered the room.
Hermione got up and guided him to the seat beside her. Her hands on his body felt tingly as his magic thrummed around her.
"Hello Harry. Its finally nice to meet you. Hermione's written and talked about you since first year." A tall slightly balding man with dusty brown hair said cheerfully.
"Uh yes." Harry wasn't sure what to say. The man across from him looked similar to the cheerful man but was a bit further along with the widow's peak and it was a lot grayer.
"Oh sorry I'm Daniel, Hermione's father, this old man is my brother William." The first man said politely.
"Hello sir." He said to both men. Not wanting to break physical contact with Hermione.
"Well he's polite at least. That's good." The older male said.
"Yeah, I bet he's housebroken too. I think she can keep him." Dan said with a grin.
"Dad." Hermione hissed with no real anger.
Emma laughed, "Harry my husband's sense of humor aside we were discussing your situation with Hermione. She doesn't know everything about you but we agree that it sounds like your home life isn't very nice. Especially looking at your clothes."
"Yeah the Dursleys get a stipend to take care of me but they spend that on Dudley. I get second hand stuff or Dudley's hand me downs."
"Well Dan and Bill will go to the Dursley's and collect your things. Hermione and I will take you shopping to get some new clothes."
"Uh I'm not sure the headmaster will like that. He keeps sending me back no matter what."
"Harry you're neither a prisoner nor a slave. They don't have any right to treat you like that. You are being abused. Its obvious to anyone with any eyes. If the headmaster refuses to accept that then we'll have to see about opening his eyes." The one called Bill spoke. Harry took a second look at the man and saw he had strong arms and did not look like he had gotten soft as he aged.
"I don't know about this."
"Harry please. You came to me for help. Let us help you." Hermione said looking into his eyes.
He smiled as his resistance melted. "Okay. But I don't want to get you in trouble."
"We'll decide if its any trouble or not." Dan declared.
"Well hun take your boyfriend up and get him cleaned and dressed. Some of Dan's stuff should fit him better than that baggy junk." Emma smiled widely at Harry
"Yes mum. Dad are you guys going to be okay?"
"Well Bill and I was thinking about going through Soho and picking up Paul and his boyfriend. They should help convince the Dursleys if they are not entirely cooperative."
Hermione laughed as she hugged her dad. "Okay. Be careful."
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"Ok Harry you get showered and I'll meet you in mum and dad's bedroom."
"Who's Paul?"
"Oh my other uncle. Dad's younger brother."
"And he has a boyfriend?"
She laughed, "Yes. He works as a bouncer at a gay night club."
"Oh. Okay. Seems like the more I learn about your family the less I knew about you."
"Yeah I'm sorry Harry. I kept so much from you because I was focused on trying to help you. And I was also afraid of how someone like Draco, or Ron even, would react. "
Harry looked down at her chest then he made his face go slack and a bit of drool come out of the corner of his mouth. "Hermy you got boobies." he exclaimed in a passing imitation of Ron. She laughed and smacked him on the chest lightly.
"Yeah that's probably about the way it would go." She agreed in mock exasperation.
"I can see that." He said wiping his mouth, "I kept a lot of things from you too."
"I know. From now on no more secrets from each other?"
"Okay." They hugged and she kissed him on the cheek.
"Now go get naked and showered. We need to go shopping!" She bounced in excitement.
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Harry came into the bedroom she had indicated. There was some clothes laid out on the bed. Hermione was looking through some drawers when Harry came in. He sighed and considering how things had gone dropped the towel. She glanced over with a smile.
"Nice."
"So when do I get to see you naked?"
"You'll get it soon enough." She teased.
"Oh okay. So what's the plan?"
"Well we have a few hours to get some shopping and dinner in then mum works tonight."
"She's going to go dance?"
"Yeah mum has to go to the club and dad and my uncles will probably go watch. Well not Paul he'll have to go work his club."
"So we'll be alone?"
"Yeah Harry you sound nervous." She said watching him put on clothes. "Yeah dad's waistline is a bit thicker than yours well not much we can do about that. I guess just tie the sweat pants so they don't fall down. At least not until we want them to. They still look better than the second hand stuff you were wearing, those might as well have been in the rag bag."
"So uh about what we talked about earlier."
"Well he had said he wanted me to go to someplace safe this summer but I refused to go. Ron was going to be there and he refused to tell me where it was unless I agreed to go first. What was worse was that I couldn't have contact with my family. Not happening. I love my family way too much to abandon them."
Harry had a strange look pass over his face as she said that causing her to hug him, "Oh Harry I'm sorry I didn't mean to rub it in. I just."
"NO STOP." He said a bit louder than he meant.
Hermione stepped back biting her lip.
He caressed her cheek, "I'm Sorry Mione. I knew what you meant. I was just having a moment wondering how things with my family would have been. Plus trying to figure out where Dumbledore meant because he hasn't told me anything. He hasn't even said a word to me."
"Oh. I'm sure they would have loved you Harry. And what do you mean he hasn't told you anything?"
"What's going on? I heard someone shout?" Emma said walking in.
"Sorry I said something and set Harry off."
"Oh. Are you alright Harry?"
"I'm fine."
Hermione cleared her throat, "Harry when you say you're fine is the signal that you are absolutely NOT fine."
"Okay I was seeing you guys all being a happy family and wondering. I've only seen the Dursleys who hate me, and the Weasleys who are the loudest, most hectic,chaotic, people I know. I've not had a whole lot of examples of family."
"Well hopefully if things go well here you will."
"Thanks Emma."
"Okay much better. Although maybe if Hermione gets you broken in better you'll start using the m word."
"Ma'am?" He said.
"mum." Emma said causing him to get a very wistful expression then grin.
"Yeah. So you look good enough Harry when we get done you'll look a lot better."
"Okay Emma."
"Well Mia you wearing that hun?"
"Considering I have nothing on underneath I better not."
"Yeah I should put some knickers on too." Emma said bending over in front of Harry to get into her dresser causing him to spin around facing Hermione who was laughing quietly. She took her boyfriend's hand and led him to her room.
"You'll get used to it Harry. Our lifestyle is a bit bohemian."
"That's an understatement." He said as Hermione stripped her dress off and paraded around the bedroom naked pulling clothes out and getting dressed, "Looks like I was a bit wrong about how soon you'd get to see me naked. So you like what you see?"
"Uh yeah. Definitely." Harry gasped out.
"Good. By the way mum and dad said you'll share the bed with me tonight rather than making you stay in the guest room."
"I'll, I'll what?" He stammered.
"You'll be in my bed. I've been writing about you since first year Harry. Dad's already got Saint Mary's in town planned unless you want something a bit more grand. I also told them you would be safe and respect me. So since they trust me and my judgment they trust you."
"Uh wherever you want will be fine, I haven't exactly thought that far ahead. I think I should consider just trying to survive to graduate school first."
"Yeah that does seem to be a bigger problem." She frowned.
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Soon he was at a shopping mall with Hermione and her mother. Both of them had put on something that covered them a bit more, although Hermione's jeans were so low Harry saw the top band of her knickers poking over the top. That and her midriff shirt exposed her taut belly which made Harry's head swim. Her mother was wearing a silver dress that mostly covered her but was tight enough to leave not much to the imagination.
"Uh if your mum's a dentist in town doesn't everyone know who she is when she goes out?"
"Well no not really. When she's in her work clothes for the office she wears a minimizer, no makeup and keeps her hair pulled back and down in a plait. It doesn't take magic to change your appearance enough for most people to not recognize you. They see a dentist so they don't expect a stripper. They see a stripper they don't expect a dentist. Really kinda funny."
"So no one has ever figured it out?"
"Well there have been a couple mum said. But they were really nice about it and one of them is still a patient of theirs."
They got Harry a new wardrobe from the skin out. Hermione and her mother working to help Harry look good she said. He didn't argue as the Dursleys just grabbed whatever was cheap and fit him close enough. Although he did say he would pay them back. He was embarrassed though when Hermione and Emma spent a good twenty minutes deciding which underwear they would get him. He managed to keep quiet about it until they were in the car driving back.
"Harry don't worry about it. Everything I spent on you today I'll make back by the end of the month. I'm rather popular you know. Depending who's in the audience I might make it back in a night or two."
"I still don't want you to think I'm just a bum or parasite."
Emma sighed, "Your guardians have really browbeat that into you didn't they."
Harry started to say something but with Hermione watching him he nodded, "Yeah. They're constantly reminding me that I only exist because of their good graces and willing mercy."
Emma made a noise that was somewhere between a snort and a growl. "They do not sound like. Yeah. Anyhow." She visibly calmed herself as she remembered she was driving.
Harry noticed she had flexed her manicured hands on the steering wheel when she said that. Sort of like she might have been imagining choking someone.
Hermione shook her head, "Harry we do nice things like this because you deserve nice things. If you're going to live with us you're going to get used to it. We don't flaunt it but mum and dad are not exactly uncomfortable."
"Really Harry. Dan got an inheritance a few years ago and my family was not entirely poor. We honestly don't have to work but we do because we want to help. We like to do something good to pay it back. I'm the black sheep of the family but then someone has to be."
"Okay I'll try to relax. But I still want to do something to pull my weight."
"Okay. Keep Hermione happy. Help out around the house and gardens. And we'll see."
"I can cook. I've been cooking since I was five."
"Since. You. Were..." Emma said with a tone that made Harry wonder if she was channeling Professor McGonnegal briefly. He saw Hermione wince.
"Why were you cooking? And I mean you were actually cooking not just making pb&J"
"No full fry ups and everything. I'm actually pretty good at it. The Dursleys let me read cookbooks. That was about the only books I got to read."
"Honestly Harry this sounds like something out of Dickens. If it was anyone but you I'd shove your arse out of the car." Hermione cried.
"I'm sorry. I just. Its the way I grew up."
"And that is why we will do everything possible to prevent you going back."
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Harry was in Hermione's bedroom putting his clothes away in her closet and dressers. Having changed into something more comfortable she was wearing a long shirt with nothing underneath.
"So our relationship seems to have skipped a few steps from what I understand." Harry said awkwardly.
"Yeah maybe a little bit but I've been meaning to ask you to be my boyfriend only with the way things went last year it never seemed to be the right time."
"Okay I can see that. And I could see letting me move into your guest room but to be putting my clothes in your closet and sharing your bed and everything."
"Well we are not going to have full penetrative sex for a bit yet. At least not until I talk to madam Pomfrey about the monthly potion. But there are plenty of other fun things we can do. And like I said before mum and dad trust you Harry. They want you to be accepted as part of this family and since I told them we're going to be boyfriend and girlfriend they allowed this. They both know we're going to make out and eventually have sex."
Harry froze when she said that before shaking his head, "Yeah okay. But your parents are really okay with this?"
"Yes Harry they are both really okay with this. Her and dad started fooling around on their third date. Sex is a perfectly natural, normal, healthy thing when done between two people who care about each other. As long as we take precautions and don't try to make either of us do anything against our will then they will be fine with us. Didn't you see the motto carved over the front door?"
"Uh no. I kinda missed it."
"Carpe Deim. Seize the day. Dad's life motto. My grandfather died when dad and my uncles were young. That made them a lot more resilient because my grandmother sort of left them."
"Left them as in walked out on them?"
"No left them as in became a shell of herself until she finally died. I barely remember her but she would stare off into the distance a lot."
"Oh I'm sorry."
"Don't be Harry. You have nothing to be sorry about. Besides I would say the boys in the castle would give their right leg to be where you are right now."
"Well yeah. Most of them. Colin would rather be where you are." He said with a chuckle.
"Oh. Oh Yeah, okay. That explains quite a lot. I wonder why I didn't notice it."
"So now what?" He asked with a shrug for an answer to her question.
"Well we have a couple hours before dinner if you want to make out?" She said taking the shirt off.
Harry blinked for a few seconds then started grinning, "I think I am going to really enjoy living here."
===xxx===xx
Harry and Hermione had been enjoying each other's company for the last hour when there was a knock on the door. Harry froze but Hermione simply called out, "Yes?"
"Mia dear. Your dad and uncles are here." Emma called through the door.
"Oh good we'll be down in a minute."
"Okay hun."
Getting out of bed Hermione pulled on some knickers and a long shirt dress that reached her knees. "Well while Uncle Paul might approve if you meet him naked I don't know if his boyfriend will be as happy Harry."
"Yeah right. Sorry froze for a second. Still getting used to the idea of your parents knowing I'm in your bed." He said getting up and grabbing some clothes.
Once he was dressed she took his hand and led him downstairs.
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Dan and Bill were sitting in the living room with Harry's trunk and box of things from under the floorboards. Emma was stroking and petting Hedwig who seemed to be thinking this was the life she deserved. There was a tall muscular male there with a shaved head and a pierced left ear. Another man who looked like he was a gymnast with his lithe muscular body stood next to him.
"Hi Uncle Paul, Terry. This is Harry."
"Hey. How's it going?" The tall man held his hand out to be shaken which Harry did and felt a strong grip.
"So this is the wizard hunh?" The other man asked.
"Yeah. Pretty nice eh?"
He looked Harry up and down with a grin. "Yeah seems pretty scrumptious. Are all wizards as hot?"
"No not all of them Terry, plus you got uncle Paul so back off this one's mine." Hermione laughed as Paul shook his head.
"Oh I know but gotta appreciate good looks when you find them."
Harry was blinking again. He knew how his uncle felt about unnatural people and Vernon Dursley would have considered the way this Terry was acting to be almost as unnatural as magic Harry was sure. "Uh how did my uncle take it that you were coming for my things?"
"Well he wasn't exactly the most cooperative. Bill, Paul and Terry had to kinda convince him to be a lot more polite." Dan said.
"Yeah then Dan and Bill went and got your stuff. Almost couldn't find the floorboard as you neglected to mention which one."
"Oh sorry."
"Don't worry about it. We had to stomp about a bit but got it."
"Thank you. Thank all of you."
"Okay well go ahead and take your things on up to Hermione's room while we get dinner ready. I think steaks on the grill are a good idea?"
"Oh yeah dad." She said hugging him. "C'mon Harry I'll help you get your stuff up to our room."
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Once Harry's things were stored and Hedwig's perch by the window set up they went back downstairs. The Grangers assembled on the back patio laughing and talking about how Dudley had run upstairs screaming not again while holding his backside.
"Oh that's because Hagrid gave him a pig's tail the night he came to get me."
"Why did Hagrid have to come for you Harry?" Hermione had never understood why it was Hagrid that met Harry for the first time. She had McGonnegal come to give her the letter in person.
"The Dursleys had run from my letters. They didn't want me to go to Hogwarts. They hate magic and wanted to beat it out of me."
"When you say beat do you mean that literally?" Bill asked calmly. Although the beer can he was holding crinkled a little bit. Paul was holding his steak knife a lot tighter Harry noticed.
Harry hung his head while mumbling something until Hermione slid her arm around his waist. "Uh yeah. Sometimes. He gets physical when he gets angry."
"I told you we should have grabbed the fat bastard and given him to Thelma. She would have had him squealing for the next week." Terry hissed.
"Don't tempt me to go back Terry." Paul snarled cracking his knuckles.
"Really. Harry the more I hear about this the more I feel you've been horribly mistreated. Someone is not looking out for your interests." Emma stated matter of factly.
"I don't know anything about any of that."
"Well we will do all we can to help you Harry." Dan declared.
The doorbell rang at that point causing Harry to flinch.
"Were you expecting anyone?" Bill asked.
Dan and Emma shook their heads, "No. Although I have a bad feeling its going to be this Dumbledore fellow."
"Well let's go say hello shall we?" Paul said coldly.
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Dan opened the door to find the witch they had encountered before, and most often, Minerva McGonnegal as well as a tall Gandalf looking man in a purple and Lavender suit.
"Ahh You must be Albus Dumbledore, come in as well as you Professor McGonnegal. We were just about ready to sit down for dinner but you're welcome to visit. I'm sorry but we don't have enough prepared to go around as this was unexpected." Dan said in a polite tone.
"Well we did not come for dinner we came to return a lost sheep back to his home." Dumbledore firmly stated.
"NO. I'm afraid that isn't going to happen." Emma said from Dan's left. Dumbledore noticed that two tall men had taken positions on either side of him. One of them holding a long knife by his side casually but in the style a street fighter would have. Someone comfortable with the use of such a weapon. Behind the Granger parents he saw Harry and Hermione, both holding their wands out and down but ready.
"Excuse me? Am I to understand that you are not going to allow Harry to be returned to his rightful place?" Albus was not quite angry but was definitely not happy at being told no.
"His rightful place is here with his girlfriend and a family that will love and take care of him old man. We've been told a lot of things by the kids that got left out of your nice platitude filled letters." Dan explained. The metal grilling spatula held casually in his left hand.
"Yeah the kid is not going to get abused anymore. It ain't appening." The man with the knife stated like it was a universal fact.
"Harry is not abused. He is disciplined but that is to be expected." Albus argued.
"Look old man I saw the cat flap on the door. I saw how those pitiful things pretending to be humans talked about him. They hate him. Hate him old man." A taller muscular man said coming in from the back yard.
"Harry must remain there until his birthday at the least. Its for his own safety. It is imperative." Albus emphatically stated. "Its not safe for him otherwise."
"I"m not going back. I won't. I'll just keep running away." Harry declared angrily pulling his wand up and pointing it at Dumbledore.
Dumbledore started in shock. Harry was pointing his wand at him in anger. Not only that but Miss Granger had joined him in that action. "You do realize that you are both underage and if you cast any spells, especially in front of muggles the results could be disastrous."
"I'd rather go to Azkaban than back to the Dursley's. At least in Azkaban I would get fed."
"Where Harry goes I go!" Hermione emphatically declared. "And you'd be doing it in front of muggles too so the same thing applies to you!"
The knife wielder dropped into a crouch with his knife ready to plunge into Dumbledore while the man on the other side assumed some sort of martial arts stance Albus recognized. The other two males took boxing poses while the adult female had stepped back and held what he recognized was a phone.
Dumbledore felt a restraining hand on his shoulder, "Perhaps we should sit down and talk calmly over this Albus. Before anyone does something that would be regrettable." Minerva calmly and softly said smiling at the Grangers
Dumbledore slumped as he felt the full weight of this hit him. Harry was willing to die than go back, he wanted to go to Azkaban than go back. These muggles would attack him rather than allow Harry to go back. This would only end with his surrendering or committing crimes that would make him no better than a death eater. How could he have misjudged things so badly. "Perhaps you are right Minerva. May we join you?" Albus politely asked.
"Wands on the table. All of you. That includes you two." The tall one with a commanding presence declared. Including Harry and Hermione in his orders.
Hermione took her wand and set it on the hall table, nodding to Harry to do the same. They looked at the two professors who slowly and carefully pulled their wands and placed them on the table beside the others. Minerva holding hers by her fingertips and making sure it did not point in any direction but towards the floor.
"Okay Paul. Put the sticker on the table too and play nice. These are our guests now."
Paul laughed then put the knife on the table with the wands. "Fine by me. There's still steak knives."
"You'll have to forgive my brother. He likes to play with blades." Daniel politely explained but with a slight undertone of threat in his voice.
As they walked to the backyard the one that had been on the left said, "Hi I'm Terry. Where did you get that scrumptious suit?"
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Sitting down to dinner the Grangers found enough to share with Minerva and Albus. Even if they had been impolite.
They let Harry talk about what had happened to him. Encouraging him to not hold anything back. Albus grew paler and paler as things went on. Harry did not break down crying but he was close, the fact that Hermione was sitting right beside him giving him support was the only reason why he didn't it was obvious.
Albus by the end of it was shaking his head. "I had expected better from Petunia. She knew the stakes. She knew the reasons why. How she could have allowed this. Participated in it. She told me everything was well."
"You talked to her?" Harry asked in surprise.
"I had some contact yes. Occasional letters to let her know you were doing well or had done something she should be proud of. She would write on occasion and say you needed something or that there was a problem and ask for some money to help. She always said how much of joy it was to take care of you and how well you were doing. I believed and trusted her. I thought the sister of Lily Evans would respect and cherish the only tie she had left to her sister."
Dan and his brothers looked at each other then scoffed, "Uh she called her sister a satanic little bitch who was a worthless whore." Dan said with a disgusted tone.
"She said her sister should have been drowned at birth. Her and every other one of the freakish abominations." Bill agreed.
Albus looked at the men. "She actually said that."
"Yeah. Go ask her face to face if you doubt us. We went there to get Harry's things. When they found out he wasn't coming back they practically danced with glee. Hell that Vernon guy helped me pack his things out to the Range Rover." Paul dryly commented.
"They seemed quite happy to be rid of him. And we are quite happy to have him here." Dan said firmly.
Minerva looked at Harry and Hermione sitting side by side she had her hand on his back gently talking to him. Comforting him it seemed. She had a flashback to James and Lily suddenly. A day in their 7th year where she was the one being comforted by James. A mutual friend of theirs had been found attacked by the early version of the Death Eaters. Harry and Hermione seemed to be repeating history.
"Albus perhaps she should be spoken to. I have a feeling Harry will be in good hands here."
"Yes indeed. Well Harry. Try not to wander off again. I will do my best to figure this out and see what we can do to help protect you. Protect all of you."
"I know sir. I told them about the prophecy. They still want me here." Harry said softly.
"And how did you even know Harry was here?" Hermione chimed in.
"As for how we knew he was here we did not. However you are the closest person to him other than Ronald Weasley. As he had not heard from Harry that left you." Minerva explained calmly.
"Oh. Okay." Hermione accepted with a slight frown but did not question further.
"Yes as for your questions Harry. I will answer them. Tomorrow. I promise you, permit me the rest of today to investigate a few things and gather the pertinent information. Then we will rejoin tomorrow at one?"
The Grangers all looked at each other before nodding. "All right we'll be here at one o'clock."
As they stood to leave Hermione asked if she could speak to Minerva alone for a moment.
"Yes dear?" as they stepped into the side lounge.
"Uh. I was wondering if you could ask Madam Pomfrey for a monthly potion for me. I know muggle pills don't work."
Minerva raised her eyebrow. "You know that I do not approve of promiscuity."
"But I wouldn't be promiscuous. I just want Harry." Hermione smiled.
"I will see if she is available. It is summer and she does have a life outside of the castle. Otherwise there is a healer's clinic in Diagon Alley that you can visit." Minerva sighed. Recognizing that one way or another this was a train that would not be stopped easily. And trusting Hermione when she said Harry would be the only one.
"Thank you ma'am. I appreciate that."
"Yes well. As much as I may disagree with your lifestyle I do think that you will be a far better home for Mister Potter than the former residence." Minerva gave her a small smile and nod of agreement.
"Yes ma'am. This will definitely be a better home." Hermione said with passion in her eyes.
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After the professors left the Grangers hung around and relaxed. Chatting about upcoming things and Emma's routine tonight at the club. What Dumbledore meant about Harry needing protection and joking about how if he didn't use protection he would need it for certain. Hermione sitting in his lap during the entire time making him blush until he got used to it.
Eventually Paul and Terry had to leave to go to his club while Dan and Emma went to her club. Hugs were given all around and soon only Bill was still with them.
"Okay well you guys think you'll be safe?"
"Yeah Uncle Bill. I doubt we'll have the dark lord attack us tonight."
"Okay. Well you've both had the talk and are old enough to know what you're doing. So I'll head back down to Brighton. Take care okay?"
"Yes uncle Bill." Hermione said giving him a hug. Harry shook his hand.
Once he was gone Hermione locked the doors and turned to Harry. Smiling coyly as she reclined against the door, "So what do you wanna do now?"
"Uh I dunno." He gulped. Suddenly feeling very warm and nervous.
She laughed, "Well we aren't going to spend all our time together in bed. Let's go into the library and do some reading." She said as she pushed off from the door and grabbed his hand.
"Oh Okay. Now that's the Hermione I know." he said with a relieved grin.
"Mom says beauty is nice but a strong mind can carry you a lot further in life."
"Yeah I guess so. She makes sense." Harry nodded his agreement.
"Yes, you'll discover she usually does." Hermione said leading him to the library.
===xxx===xx
Albus and Minerva had taken the knight bus to Privet Drive. He had sent a message to the Ministry that he would be at Privet Drive and casting magic so to refrain from causing any trouble. Minerva scowled at the house as she remembered the day she spent watching them. She kicked herself for not coming back and checking up personally. Albus had repeatedly assured her though it was not required and as she trusted him she did not follow her feelings.
Albus stepped to the door and knocked politely. The door was opened by Petunia Dursley who saw who was on the other side and tried to slam the door only for Dumbledore to stop it with an upraised hand. "Petunia. Good evening. We need to speak." He calmly said with a grandfatherly smile and twinkle in his eye.
"I have nothing to say to you and your kind." Petunia sneered. Her entire body language was that of a rabbit who had just rounded the corner and encountered a wolf.
Vernon came up behind her. "We managed to get rid of that little freak so we have no reason to be bothered by you filthy creatures any more. Go on get out of here. Before I call 999."
"Vernon Dursley you arrogant buffoon! Do you really think you can threaten me!" Dumbledore pulled the stops out and let an aura of darkness and fear surround him. He seemed to loom over them as he called down his words. Vernon and Petunia both tumbled backwards into the room, Dudley ran from the house abandoning his parents for his own skin. Dumbledore strode in with Minerva following him.
"I have nothing to say to you animals. Nothing at all. You won't berate me into taking that little bastard back Dumbledore." Petunia hissed. "He's no family of mine. My family all died a long time ago." She was so scared she was shaking but she still held firm
Dumbledore looked into her eyes and pulled the memories from her. He saw the hatred and anger she felt for her sister Lily. Saw how she felt disgusted and afraid of her. Jealousy at her power and the rich attractive husband she had. Felt revulsion at Harry and his mere existence. How she had only let him stay as long as she had because she was afraid of Dumbledore and the wizarding world. That she could use him for gold to help take care of her precious Dudley. The normal child she had in the house. He probed as to what caused her to suddenly reject Harry to such a degree.
Apparently his nightmares as of late had been so strong they actually manifested illusions that the Dursley's could feel. They felt the fear and pain Harry was going through. The longing for Miss Granger he expressed. They had no idea who she was but they could feel his fear of losing her. He had nightmares of it being her that was so casually murdered in the graveyard. Nightmares of her dying during the battle at the Ministry. Nightmares of her dying over and over with Harry powerless to do anything about it. The fact that Harry was exhibiting this sort of power scared these small minded people to such a degree that if he had remained in the house much longer they might have hurt Harry or worse. She had considered how to murder her own nephew. If this is how she felt, his own flesh and blood there was no need to probe Vernon Albus realized.
Dumbledore withdrew from her mind with tears running down his face. He turned and leaving the Dursleys cowering in fear he walked out of the house. Minerva saw the way Dumbledore was shaken and followed him. She gave a parting glare at the Dursleys who huddled together but glared back.
They walked for several blocks until they reached a park where Dumbledore collapsed on a bench.
Minerva sat beside him silently waiting for her friend to be ready to speak.
"Minerva. She was contemplating killing Harry. They feared him to that degree. They hated him to that degree. How can people who are related to him feel so much evil in their heart?"
Minerva took a deep breath as she thought for a moment, "Some people are just born lacking a soul Albus. Harry will be far more loved and protected at the Granger's than he ever was at the Dursley's. They want him at the Granger's. They love him already."
"I did notice the protective feelings coming from Miss Granger. Her magic reached out to his. I will have to make arrangements to increase the protections on their household. But the blood wards will not work at Privet Drive any further. At least not from his own blood." Dumbledore was mumbling but Minerva did not interrupt him for clarification as he was lost in his own thoughts.
"Come Minerva we have a great deal of work to do. We must condense over a decade of research into an afternoon and be ready to present it so that Harry and his new guardians can understand the full gravity of the situation."
The two professors looked around to make sure there were no muggle witnesses then apparated out.
===xxx===xx
Harry and Hermione had finished the homework she had wanted to do and studied ahead a little bit.
"So Mione. When we go back to school are you going to want me to keep this all secret?"
She bit her lip as she leaned back in thought. "I haven't decided. I know I want everyone to know you and I are an item now. And its none of their business what we do in our home here. As for these," She grabbed her breasts and gave them a squeeze, "Well you're the only one who gets to play with them so I might stop wearing a minimizer. Just the first tosser that says or tries anything is going to get hexed into the next 12 dimensions."
"Okay fine by me." Harry said with a chuckle. "You do realize that will probably be Ron right?"
"Yeah I know. But he's your friend so I'll only hex him a little bit." She said with a joshing smile.
Harry shrugged, "Yeah. I know hes got problems but he can be a good guy when he wants to be."
"Oh I know. Just mom talked to me about guys that can be a good guy one day and then turn into an abusive jerk later and she says that Ron sounds like that a lot. I think that's one reason you're getting a lot more freedom, and access than what someone else might." She mused.
"Oh. Well I appreciate that. And I do appreciate you. All of you."
"Not just my body?" She struck a pose with her hands behind her head. Thrusting her breasts out for Harry's appreciation.
"Until today I didn't know you had a body. I appreciated you for your brains and your personality." He laughed.
"Good choice. Dad would say the same thing. The body is nice but the personality is what's beautiful." She closed her books and put them back on the shelves.
"Are we done for the night?" Harry said giving her the books he had been looking through since he wasn't familiar with the shelving setup yet.
"Yeah mum and dad won't get home until about one or so. We might as well get cleaned up and get into bed. I'm getting kinda tired and I'm betting you are too."
"Yeah it has been a rather long and stressful day. I thought when professor Dumbledore showed up we were going to have a full scale battle on our hands." Harry said following her out of the library.
"I know. But I was serious Harry. Where you go I go. We're a team." She smiled holding her hand out.
Taking her hand he smiled back, "I like that."
