Harry Potter & the Honeychurch Institute of Magic
By Darkmoore
"She wanted to know what how big you are."
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Chapter Twenty Five: Back to the Castle
"Vesta?" Harry said quietly in case she was asleep. He hadn't slept a wink and they didn't have … well you know … after she said what she did about Mrs. Weasley. What man could really?
"Hmmm?" she responded sleepily.
"Mrs. Weasley didn't really ask that about me, did she?"
Vesta giggled.
"You're not funny, you know that?"
"I thought it was funny until you rolled over and hid under the cover for two hours." Vesta said truthfully.
"It freaked me out. What man wants to think of his mother figure thinking about him that way?" Harry pouted from his side of the bed.
Vesta giggled again as she moved over near him and laid her head on his muscular bare chest.
'I love it when she does that." Harry thought.
"I love you Harry James Potter, but there are days you are such a child." and then she kissed him and lay her head back to his chest to listen to the beating of his heart.
"I love you too." he said into her hair, thought she heard him all the same.
"Good, now go to sleep and stop thinking about your penis."
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The next morning they awoke to Dobby bringing them breakfast in bed.
"Good morning Dobby." Harry yawned.
"Good morning Harry Potter, sir. Good morning Missy Vesta." Dobby replied before popping out to leave to their breakfast.
"Do you always have breakfast in bed?" she asked as she took a drink of juice.
"Only when I wake up with exceptionally beautiful women." he said while smiling at her and drinking his morning coffee.
"What number would I be on this list of beautiful women who've had a meal in this bed?"
"You would be the first."
"Oh."
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Later in the morning the pair made their way downstairs with their luggage to go back to the school. Harry had to make sure his firsties were behaving themselves while Vesta had half dozen fifth years about to take their O.W.L.'s and they were beginning to show strain.
"Where are your housemates?" she asked looking around.
"At work, I suspect. Tonks is an Auror and Remus for the Ministry in the Werewolf Liaison office."
"Works in the what? I didn't know they had one of those offices."
"It's new and they're trying to help werewolves cope with their lives, especially people when they are newly bitten. It can very traumatic for them, especially when ministry officials abduct them and force to register without any kind of explanation. Especially to the Muggles, who are virtually defenseless against the Ministry officials." Harry explained.
Then with a quick kiss, the two apparated back to the cobblestone way and returned to the school.
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The rest of the week went by fine for Harry. He tutored several of the students for their upcoming exams as did Vesta down in the potions lab. Most of the firsties had gone home to visit family. Even Harry's two troublesome boys were gone for the first time that year.
'I still can't believe that Narcissa invited Xander to come visit her and Draco at Malfoy Manor.' Harry thought to himself. 'I just does not make sense to me what so ever.'
However, Harry had little time to dwell on it as he was very busy by week's end dealing with Botolf Proctor and his new pet project, getting Michael Gerard and Chester Stahl expelled from school.
"I have made two surprise inspections of the boy's dormitory and both times they were not there. Out past curfew and I cannot find them anywhere in the school during the night. They should be expelled immediately Headmistress."
"What makes you think they were out of Brutus Tower past curfew?" Harry asked the annoyed teacher.
"This is none of your business Potter. You deal with your class and I'll deal with mine."
"Mr. Stahl is not in your sponsored class, Botolf, why were you inspecting him?" Edwina asked.
"Since Mr. Gerard seems to have attached him self to the other boy, I felt it prudent to investigate the seventh years as well to make sure he was actually in the tower and just not in his dormitory room." Botolf said triumphantly.
"How very clever of you. Good thinking. Did you find him there?"
"No, Edwina, I did not, thus I think we should expel both of them for curfew violations."
"Edwina, forgive me, but since it is the Easter holiday, are the curfew rules still in effect? I mean it is their vacation time and there are no classes in effect at present." Harry asked
"Why are you here Potter?" Botolf asked as he turned on Harry.
"At my invitation" Edwina replied for Harry, even though it wasn't exactly true.
Annoyed at having lost his opportunity to be rid of the younger teacher, Botolf went on, "I can't find the two anywhere in the castle except for meal times. They must be up to something and I want to know what it is."
"They're probably hiding from you after the spectacle you put on at the Valentine's Day Ball." Harry said becoming slightly annoyed him self.
"That's a distinct possibility, but without the two here, we cannot know for sure. Harry would you mind finding the two boys and bringing them here. I think that since they have decided to enter into an adult relationship, they should be treated as adults." said the Headmistress, quite pleased with herself.
"Alright, give me a few minutes. I don't know where they are either." Then Harry was on his way to his office to retrieve a certain map.
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Ten minutes later Harry entered the secret room beneath Brutus Tower. As he descended the stairs he smelled something he hadn't smelled since he was a seventh year at Hogwarts. Something he always smelled whenever Seamus Finnegan chased the boys out of their dorm room so he could be alone with his boyfriend. Quickly Harry performed the bubble head charm to give him a supply of fresh air, not that the air in the room was distasteful, just charged with sweat and passion and a hint of magic.
As he entered the room, he saw many things that he wished he hadn't. Oh well, too late now. A copy of "Ganymede's Illustrated Guide to Gay Magical Love Making" lay on the floor, clothes were thrown all over the room and there on the bed was two exhausted but satisfied looking teenagers. Completely naked and with their arms and legs wrapped protectively around each other.
"Ahem." Harry said as he cleared his throat loudly. However, they didn't hear him with the bubble head charm in place.
'Damn, I'm going to have to remove the charm.' he thought which he did and repeated himself.
However, the young men still didn't wake. So Harry threw a sheet over them and grabs their shoulders and shook them awake gently. This time they woke and realized they were not alone.
"Professor Potter?" Michael Gerard exclaimed, "You said you weren't ever coming in here again."
Chester sat up and smirked at his as he looked down at the sheet he knew wasn't there before and said, "Relax Mike, he's a good mate, remember? He doesn't care or he wouldn't have given us this place to begin with.
"Be that as it may, but you need to come to the Headmistress' office. That damned fool Proctor is trying to have you expelled and he's been saying that you've skipped out on curfew as his reasoning."
"What will my parents say? Expelled?" Michael started to worry and even Chet looked scared.
"Don't get your knickers in a twist, oh wait, your not wearing any are you?" Harry said mischievously and continued, "No one's getting expelled as long as I have say in the matter and trust me I will before it's all said and done. Now quickly get into the shower and into some clean robes and be there in twenty minutes. I'll stall them for that long." Harry said and left to give the boys some privacy.
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Not too long later two freshly washed young men stood in front Madame Klump's waiting to hear what was to become of them.
Madame Klump looked at the two boys in the way that Headmistress' should when two of her students have been leaving their dormitories after curfew. However, deep down Harry could tell she was fighting from being outwardly tickled by the whole situation.
"Now, gentlemen," she began, "have you been anywhere other than Brutus Tower after curfew?"
The two looked at each other and wasn't quite sure how to answer that without betraying Harry, but Chester Stahl being a clever young man answered, "No Madame Klump, we've been within the confines of the tower." Which of course was the truth, they were just in a secret room under the tower.
"Nonsense, I've performed two separate midnight inspections and neither of you were in your beds." Professor Proctor butted in.
Mr. Stahl quickly replied, "That wasn't the question we were asked, sir."
Professor Proctor's face reddened and Harry tried his best not to be amused.
"Where have you been then?" the burly red haired man asked.
"Having a private moment together, sir." Mr. Stahl replied, "One that I do not want to go into detail with in front of the Headmistress."
"Oh don't mind me gentlemen, just think of me as one of the guys." she said causing Harry to turn his back to the group to keep from laughing out load, as both young men blushed scarlet.
"Madame Klump! This is a serious matter." Professor Proctor bellowed as he puffed himself up.
"Normally, I would agree. However, as Professor Potter pointed out to us before these two fine gentlemen arrived, this is the Easter holiday and school is not in session and curfew are relaxed during this time period. Now if this should happen again after Sunday then I would have to agree that some punishment would have to given out, until then they are free to fu … find comfort in each other. They are both over the age of consent and have not broken any school rules as far as I know or that you have proven."
Professor Proctor's face turned bright purple and he stormed out of the office.
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"Harry?" Vesta asked him late on Saturday night as they were in bed together, each reading a different book.
"Yes, Vesta?" he replied as he turned the page of his book.
"Can I ask you something personal?"
"You can ask me anything you want. I'll try my absolute best to answer it." Harry replied with an inkling of what she was planning on asking him.
"When we were at your aunt's house the other day, you kept staring at a little door to a cupboard under the stairs, why?"
Harry stared at her for a moment. Then he told her he loved her. Then he slid down, placed his head to the silky smooth skin of her supple breast and told her the story of the little boy who once lived in that cupboard. He never skipped over one minute, told her everything and held nothing back. When he had finished his story, Vesta had her arms wrapped around his head and said, "Oh Harry" as she felt one single tear trickle down his cheek to her breast.
Then he raised his eyes to hers and kissed her soundly and passionately. This is kiss also held nothing back and she responded to it in the same way. That night they made love, not like people who wanted physical release, not like people who cared for each other, or even in love. No, that night they melted one into another, like soul mates would.
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The next afternoon the train with the returning students was to arrive. Harry had volunteered to go down and see to it that they all returned to school safely. After all there were only thirteen students who had left to begin with. Plus the fact, Harry found that he actually missed Will and Xander.
After the students had gotten off of the train they went to their carriages and Harry and the two boys got into the last one as he was eager to hear about their trips home.
Will began to tell all about his trip home to see his mother. He told Harry everything about it and how nice it was to see his mother again and to sleep in his own bed. He hated the fact he wasn't allowed to do magic away from the school.
Xander didn't say too much about his time at Malfoy Manor. In fact he barely even looked at Harry. When he did, he looked very guilty about something.
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As the students came into the dining hall for their evening meal, a wind storm came up outside the school. Strong winds were blowing around the castle and Harry could have sworn he heard the bell by the front gate ringing. 'Must be a strong wind.' Harry thought as he began to eat.
Suddenly a great bird flew into the dining hall and landing on the back of Professor Proctor's chair and began to wail.
"Aurelius?" Botolf asked his pet.
"Is anything wrong?" asked Professor Smallwood.
"No, no, probably getting ready to rain outside. Augureys always cry just before a storm." he responded.
Harry sat satisfied by that answer, as he vague remembered Hagrid mentioning the same thing to him years ago when he was a student at Hogwarts. He turned and smiled at Vesta and once again began to eat his meal.
"Does everyone always have spot like this when they visit this school?" came a drawling voice from the vicinity of the dining hall door.
There standing in the doorway was Draco Malfoy.
To Be Continued…
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Author's Note: To everyone who reviewed, thanks again...
Sorry I didn't post on Sunday, but I went to my grandmother's for Easter (and a birthday) dinner. I didn't get home until that evening and I hadn't finished the chapter as yet.
athenakitty wrote Almost first, but not quite. *Sigh* Will Harry tells Vesta about his childhood? Will Harry learn to forgive Petunia?
Answer - Very interesting questions you have there, as always. Wait and see what happens on that front. :)
TuxedoMac wrote I was on pins and needles thinking it was going to be this huge thing with Petunia and then you did little with it so I was mad but then you made up for it with the party at the end and so im fine with all that. over all it was an ok semi greate chapter.
Answer - Sorry about that. Now would you really have wanted Harry to blast the poor woman just after she lost her husband and was being ignored by her son? Really, is that what Harry's all about?
Nemati wrote That was a brilliant chapter, I loved the bit where he tries to sneak in as a cat. I hope we get the Vesta vs Harry about his homelife at the Dursleys soon.
Answer - You'll find out all in good time.
Mindfunk wrote A LOT!!! I would recommend everyone take a moment and read what was submitted. Here's what I am responding to... I did find it pretty funny that right after you admitted to being squicked at the idea of writing het sex, you threw in a m/f wet dream. I could picture you sitting at the 'puter, face screwed up in distaste, forcing yourself to write Harry getting laid. Poor thing. :) However, I will compliment you on writing sex scenes tastefully. Smut has its place, but this is a real story, not a smutfic. To get graphic about Harry and Vesta doing the humpty dance would detract from the tone of the story and the atmosphere you've created. I find Harry in love to be a little too naive and over the top with sweetness, I've never been a big fan of treacley Harry, and he seems too sweet to be true. For taking him in this direction you write it well; it's just a little too sappy for my taste.
If the story ends at the end of the year, how many chapters are left? We're about 2/3 of the way through if it's Easter break, right?
Answer - A friend of mine said to imagine Harry and Vesta doing what Jeff and I did together and then insert breasts accordingly. However, you'll notice that I had to throw in to guys into the last dream in order to get through it. Daddy needed something there to get him through it. :) I know its sappy and actually too sappy, but you'll understand why later. :) The books end at Kings Cross Station when Harry was picked up by the Dursleys, this is no different, except no Dursleys and we'll have a short time at school without the kids.
By Darkmoore
"She wanted to know what how big you are."
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Chapter Twenty Five: Back to the Castle
"Vesta?" Harry said quietly in case she was asleep. He hadn't slept a wink and they didn't have … well you know … after she said what she did about Mrs. Weasley. What man could really?
"Hmmm?" she responded sleepily.
"Mrs. Weasley didn't really ask that about me, did she?"
Vesta giggled.
"You're not funny, you know that?"
"I thought it was funny until you rolled over and hid under the cover for two hours." Vesta said truthfully.
"It freaked me out. What man wants to think of his mother figure thinking about him that way?" Harry pouted from his side of the bed.
Vesta giggled again as she moved over near him and laid her head on his muscular bare chest.
'I love it when she does that." Harry thought.
"I love you Harry James Potter, but there are days you are such a child." and then she kissed him and lay her head back to his chest to listen to the beating of his heart.
"I love you too." he said into her hair, thought she heard him all the same.
"Good, now go to sleep and stop thinking about your penis."
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The next morning they awoke to Dobby bringing them breakfast in bed.
"Good morning Dobby." Harry yawned.
"Good morning Harry Potter, sir. Good morning Missy Vesta." Dobby replied before popping out to leave to their breakfast.
"Do you always have breakfast in bed?" she asked as she took a drink of juice.
"Only when I wake up with exceptionally beautiful women." he said while smiling at her and drinking his morning coffee.
"What number would I be on this list of beautiful women who've had a meal in this bed?"
"You would be the first."
"Oh."
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Later in the morning the pair made their way downstairs with their luggage to go back to the school. Harry had to make sure his firsties were behaving themselves while Vesta had half dozen fifth years about to take their O.W.L.'s and they were beginning to show strain.
"Where are your housemates?" she asked looking around.
"At work, I suspect. Tonks is an Auror and Remus for the Ministry in the Werewolf Liaison office."
"Works in the what? I didn't know they had one of those offices."
"It's new and they're trying to help werewolves cope with their lives, especially people when they are newly bitten. It can very traumatic for them, especially when ministry officials abduct them and force to register without any kind of explanation. Especially to the Muggles, who are virtually defenseless against the Ministry officials." Harry explained.
Then with a quick kiss, the two apparated back to the cobblestone way and returned to the school.
* * * * *
The rest of the week went by fine for Harry. He tutored several of the students for their upcoming exams as did Vesta down in the potions lab. Most of the firsties had gone home to visit family. Even Harry's two troublesome boys were gone for the first time that year.
'I still can't believe that Narcissa invited Xander to come visit her and Draco at Malfoy Manor.' Harry thought to himself. 'I just does not make sense to me what so ever.'
However, Harry had little time to dwell on it as he was very busy by week's end dealing with Botolf Proctor and his new pet project, getting Michael Gerard and Chester Stahl expelled from school.
"I have made two surprise inspections of the boy's dormitory and both times they were not there. Out past curfew and I cannot find them anywhere in the school during the night. They should be expelled immediately Headmistress."
"What makes you think they were out of Brutus Tower past curfew?" Harry asked the annoyed teacher.
"This is none of your business Potter. You deal with your class and I'll deal with mine."
"Mr. Stahl is not in your sponsored class, Botolf, why were you inspecting him?" Edwina asked.
"Since Mr. Gerard seems to have attached him self to the other boy, I felt it prudent to investigate the seventh years as well to make sure he was actually in the tower and just not in his dormitory room." Botolf said triumphantly.
"How very clever of you. Good thinking. Did you find him there?"
"No, Edwina, I did not, thus I think we should expel both of them for curfew violations."
"Edwina, forgive me, but since it is the Easter holiday, are the curfew rules still in effect? I mean it is their vacation time and there are no classes in effect at present." Harry asked
"Why are you here Potter?" Botolf asked as he turned on Harry.
"At my invitation" Edwina replied for Harry, even though it wasn't exactly true.
Annoyed at having lost his opportunity to be rid of the younger teacher, Botolf went on, "I can't find the two anywhere in the castle except for meal times. They must be up to something and I want to know what it is."
"They're probably hiding from you after the spectacle you put on at the Valentine's Day Ball." Harry said becoming slightly annoyed him self.
"That's a distinct possibility, but without the two here, we cannot know for sure. Harry would you mind finding the two boys and bringing them here. I think that since they have decided to enter into an adult relationship, they should be treated as adults." said the Headmistress, quite pleased with herself.
"Alright, give me a few minutes. I don't know where they are either." Then Harry was on his way to his office to retrieve a certain map.
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Ten minutes later Harry entered the secret room beneath Brutus Tower. As he descended the stairs he smelled something he hadn't smelled since he was a seventh year at Hogwarts. Something he always smelled whenever Seamus Finnegan chased the boys out of their dorm room so he could be alone with his boyfriend. Quickly Harry performed the bubble head charm to give him a supply of fresh air, not that the air in the room was distasteful, just charged with sweat and passion and a hint of magic.
As he entered the room, he saw many things that he wished he hadn't. Oh well, too late now. A copy of "Ganymede's Illustrated Guide to Gay Magical Love Making" lay on the floor, clothes were thrown all over the room and there on the bed was two exhausted but satisfied looking teenagers. Completely naked and with their arms and legs wrapped protectively around each other.
"Ahem." Harry said as he cleared his throat loudly. However, they didn't hear him with the bubble head charm in place.
'Damn, I'm going to have to remove the charm.' he thought which he did and repeated himself.
However, the young men still didn't wake. So Harry threw a sheet over them and grabs their shoulders and shook them awake gently. This time they woke and realized they were not alone.
"Professor Potter?" Michael Gerard exclaimed, "You said you weren't ever coming in here again."
Chester sat up and smirked at his as he looked down at the sheet he knew wasn't there before and said, "Relax Mike, he's a good mate, remember? He doesn't care or he wouldn't have given us this place to begin with.
"Be that as it may, but you need to come to the Headmistress' office. That damned fool Proctor is trying to have you expelled and he's been saying that you've skipped out on curfew as his reasoning."
"What will my parents say? Expelled?" Michael started to worry and even Chet looked scared.
"Don't get your knickers in a twist, oh wait, your not wearing any are you?" Harry said mischievously and continued, "No one's getting expelled as long as I have say in the matter and trust me I will before it's all said and done. Now quickly get into the shower and into some clean robes and be there in twenty minutes. I'll stall them for that long." Harry said and left to give the boys some privacy.
* * * * *
Not too long later two freshly washed young men stood in front Madame Klump's waiting to hear what was to become of them.
Madame Klump looked at the two boys in the way that Headmistress' should when two of her students have been leaving their dormitories after curfew. However, deep down Harry could tell she was fighting from being outwardly tickled by the whole situation.
"Now, gentlemen," she began, "have you been anywhere other than Brutus Tower after curfew?"
The two looked at each other and wasn't quite sure how to answer that without betraying Harry, but Chester Stahl being a clever young man answered, "No Madame Klump, we've been within the confines of the tower." Which of course was the truth, they were just in a secret room under the tower.
"Nonsense, I've performed two separate midnight inspections and neither of you were in your beds." Professor Proctor butted in.
Mr. Stahl quickly replied, "That wasn't the question we were asked, sir."
Professor Proctor's face reddened and Harry tried his best not to be amused.
"Where have you been then?" the burly red haired man asked.
"Having a private moment together, sir." Mr. Stahl replied, "One that I do not want to go into detail with in front of the Headmistress."
"Oh don't mind me gentlemen, just think of me as one of the guys." she said causing Harry to turn his back to the group to keep from laughing out load, as both young men blushed scarlet.
"Madame Klump! This is a serious matter." Professor Proctor bellowed as he puffed himself up.
"Normally, I would agree. However, as Professor Potter pointed out to us before these two fine gentlemen arrived, this is the Easter holiday and school is not in session and curfew are relaxed during this time period. Now if this should happen again after Sunday then I would have to agree that some punishment would have to given out, until then they are free to fu … find comfort in each other. They are both over the age of consent and have not broken any school rules as far as I know or that you have proven."
Professor Proctor's face turned bright purple and he stormed out of the office.
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"Harry?" Vesta asked him late on Saturday night as they were in bed together, each reading a different book.
"Yes, Vesta?" he replied as he turned the page of his book.
"Can I ask you something personal?"
"You can ask me anything you want. I'll try my absolute best to answer it." Harry replied with an inkling of what she was planning on asking him.
"When we were at your aunt's house the other day, you kept staring at a little door to a cupboard under the stairs, why?"
Harry stared at her for a moment. Then he told her he loved her. Then he slid down, placed his head to the silky smooth skin of her supple breast and told her the story of the little boy who once lived in that cupboard. He never skipped over one minute, told her everything and held nothing back. When he had finished his story, Vesta had her arms wrapped around his head and said, "Oh Harry" as she felt one single tear trickle down his cheek to her breast.
Then he raised his eyes to hers and kissed her soundly and passionately. This is kiss also held nothing back and she responded to it in the same way. That night they made love, not like people who wanted physical release, not like people who cared for each other, or even in love. No, that night they melted one into another, like soul mates would.
* * * * *
The next afternoon the train with the returning students was to arrive. Harry had volunteered to go down and see to it that they all returned to school safely. After all there were only thirteen students who had left to begin with. Plus the fact, Harry found that he actually missed Will and Xander.
After the students had gotten off of the train they went to their carriages and Harry and the two boys got into the last one as he was eager to hear about their trips home.
Will began to tell all about his trip home to see his mother. He told Harry everything about it and how nice it was to see his mother again and to sleep in his own bed. He hated the fact he wasn't allowed to do magic away from the school.
Xander didn't say too much about his time at Malfoy Manor. In fact he barely even looked at Harry. When he did, he looked very guilty about something.
* * * * *
As the students came into the dining hall for their evening meal, a wind storm came up outside the school. Strong winds were blowing around the castle and Harry could have sworn he heard the bell by the front gate ringing. 'Must be a strong wind.' Harry thought as he began to eat.
Suddenly a great bird flew into the dining hall and landing on the back of Professor Proctor's chair and began to wail.
"Aurelius?" Botolf asked his pet.
"Is anything wrong?" asked Professor Smallwood.
"No, no, probably getting ready to rain outside. Augureys always cry just before a storm." he responded.
Harry sat satisfied by that answer, as he vague remembered Hagrid mentioning the same thing to him years ago when he was a student at Hogwarts. He turned and smiled at Vesta and once again began to eat his meal.
"Does everyone always have spot like this when they visit this school?" came a drawling voice from the vicinity of the dining hall door.
There standing in the doorway was Draco Malfoy.
To Be Continued…
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Author's Note: To everyone who reviewed, thanks again...
Sorry I didn't post on Sunday, but I went to my grandmother's for Easter (and a birthday) dinner. I didn't get home until that evening and I hadn't finished the chapter as yet.
athenakitty wrote Almost first, but not quite. *Sigh* Will Harry tells Vesta about his childhood? Will Harry learn to forgive Petunia?
Answer - Very interesting questions you have there, as always. Wait and see what happens on that front. :)
TuxedoMac wrote I was on pins and needles thinking it was going to be this huge thing with Petunia and then you did little with it so I was mad but then you made up for it with the party at the end and so im fine with all that. over all it was an ok semi greate chapter.
Answer - Sorry about that. Now would you really have wanted Harry to blast the poor woman just after she lost her husband and was being ignored by her son? Really, is that what Harry's all about?
Nemati wrote That was a brilliant chapter, I loved the bit where he tries to sneak in as a cat. I hope we get the Vesta vs Harry about his homelife at the Dursleys soon.
Answer - You'll find out all in good time.
Mindfunk wrote A LOT!!! I would recommend everyone take a moment and read what was submitted. Here's what I am responding to... I did find it pretty funny that right after you admitted to being squicked at the idea of writing het sex, you threw in a m/f wet dream. I could picture you sitting at the 'puter, face screwed up in distaste, forcing yourself to write Harry getting laid. Poor thing. :) However, I will compliment you on writing sex scenes tastefully. Smut has its place, but this is a real story, not a smutfic. To get graphic about Harry and Vesta doing the humpty dance would detract from the tone of the story and the atmosphere you've created. I find Harry in love to be a little too naive and over the top with sweetness, I've never been a big fan of treacley Harry, and he seems too sweet to be true. For taking him in this direction you write it well; it's just a little too sappy for my taste.
If the story ends at the end of the year, how many chapters are left? We're about 2/3 of the way through if it's Easter break, right?
Answer - A friend of mine said to imagine Harry and Vesta doing what Jeff and I did together and then insert breasts accordingly. However, you'll notice that I had to throw in to guys into the last dream in order to get through it. Daddy needed something there to get him through it. :) I know its sappy and actually too sappy, but you'll understand why later. :) The books end at Kings Cross Station when Harry was picked up by the Dursleys, this is no different, except no Dursleys and we'll have a short time at school without the kids.