Harry Potter & Carbon Copies of You
By The Short Fat Fag
Chapter One – Homecomings
Harry Potter walked the cobblestone lane of Diagon Alley enjoying the trip exquisitely. He hadn't been in Diagon Alley for over nine years and he had forgotten how much he had missed it. Many parts of the place had changed a great deal in that time, while others never seemed to register the passage of time at all.
However, today he was on a mission, and truthfully didn't have time for window shopping as much as he would have liked to have had. He was on his way to Gringott's Wizarding Bank to see if his transfer of funds had taken place as he had instructed it to. Harry would have been very put out if it hadn't.
As he walked down the alley, no one recognized him for who he truly was. No one could with his hood pulled up on his heavy cloak; he looked like a living shadow standing among the pedestrians that day.
As he approached the goblin at the window, he paused as the goblin asked, "Key please."
Silently Harry moved his black gloved hand over the marble stone and silently left the key behind when he withdrew his hand. If the goblin was distressed, he hid it well, though the goblin did attempt to see Harry's face, but couldn't due to the hood the obscured his face.
Examining the key, the goblin begins to speak again, "Very well, Mr. P…"
"Shhhhhh." Harry said menacingly which caused the goblin to swallow hard.
"My apologies sir, what did you need with us at the bank today?"
"I wanted to check and make sure that transfer of funds found its way into the correct vault. I would hate to think that a deposit was made incorrectly." Harry said to the goblin.
"I assure you sir, that every deposit and transfer of funds is done properly and above board."
"Then you won't mind providing me with an accounting of every single detail of this vault for over a nine year period, since everything is accurate and above board."
"Of course, sir, for a nominal fee, we here at the bank can do that for you by tomorrow morning." the goblin said, thinking he could make some easy money.
"Are you telling me that you donot have your records readily available for my inspection? Are you also telling me that I have to indeed pay you an addition amount of money for a service that I already pay you for? Are you trying to hide something from me?"
"No, no sir, not at all." the goblin sputtered.
"Perhaps, I should speak with the goblin that is in charge of the bank, just to make sure everything is done correctly." Harry said menacingly.
The goblin at the teller window turned to a subordinate and quickly said something in gobbledegook that sounded suspiciously like "Get someone over here to pretend to be the Operating Manager quickly." The goblin had no idea that Harry had learned to speak that language in the years he was away.
"I'm assuming that you are getting the real Operating Manager and not someone pretending to be him in order to pacify me?" Harry asked the goblin.
The goblin and his subordinate stopped cold in their tracks.
"Of course not sir, we here at the bank would never do that."
"I thought not, while we are waiting for the Operating Manager to appear, why don't we go into a private conference room and begin reviewing the paperwork, shall we?"
"Of course, sir, please give me a few minutes to retrieve your account's files."
Harry smirked and said "Thank you."
* * * * *
After Harry's business was concluded to his satisfaction, he departed the bank and once again went window shopping along the way back to the Leaky Cauldron, where he had taken a room.
Along the way, he stops and looks into the window of Weasley Wizard Wheezes. "I'll be damned, they're still in business." Harry says to himself. Upon taking a closer look in the window he sees several customers and some red head behind the counter. They weren't Fred and George, that's for sure, it was Ron and Ginny. They were working for the twins? Ron graduated from the academy when he did, why isn't he an Auror? Harry almost went in, but remembered that he up and disappeared on them too many years ago with no word to be welcomed back.
Suddenly a woman with bushy hair pushes past Harry and enters the shop. 'Hermione?' Harry thinks, 'yes it must be her.'
"Ronald Bilius Weasley!" the woman screams, so it must be Hermione, "You stood me up for lunch, again!" She was screaming so load that Harry had no problems hearing her on street.
"The twins needed the help Mione, don't be angry." Ron replied, making Harry chuckle to himself.
"Where are they? They've conned you into working behind their counter once again and then ran off to play. I swear those two will never grow up." Hermione said.
"Oh Hermione, don't be so sour. The twins are in the back room, they just went back there a minute ago to get a special order they've been working on for a customer." Ginny said defensively.
"Well they had better hurry up; you know you don't have forever to stay at lunch."
"They won't mind, I'll with the newly christened undersecretary to the Minister of Magic. Someone has to guard her beautiful body." Ron said with a smile.
'Ron and Hermione were together?' Harry thought, thank goodness. However, Harry didn't stick around too much longer as he had things to do and needed to get going.
* * * * *
When Harry arrived at the Leaky Cauldron a few minutes later, he immediately climbed the stairs and found his room, opened it and entered to find a young man lying sleeping in bed. This young man was blond haired and blue eyed and was completely naked except for the black leather chest harness that crisscrossed his perfectly smooth chest.
Harry removed his cloak and outer robes and went over to the naked man and said "Wake up; you've slept the day away."
"Master?" he said sleepily to Harry.
"Who else?"
"Come to bed with me Master."
"No, we need to get used to the change of night and day. You need to stay awake."
"Who said anything about sleeping, Master?" the blond said with a smirk.
Harry smiled and thought about it, but said, "That'll only make you sleepier."
"I can make it worth your time Master." the young man cooed from the bed and then pulled on Harry's arm forcing him to fall into the bed.
"Your incorrigible, do you know that?" asks Harry before claiming the manservant's mouth with his own.
Soon the clothing is being peeled off of Harry's muscular body and the two are naked on the bed. Harry's manservant had made it worth his time for the rest of the afternoon.
* * * * *
Harry woke up a couple of hours later, naked, sweaty and very satisfied. He was alone in the bed, but heard the sounds of water running in the bathroom. Harry got out of the bed and walked over to the doorway and spied his manservant showering and decided to join him.
"Master?"
"Uh huh." Harry replied.
"Have you come to take me again?"
"Uh huh."
"Please Master, take me now." He cooed once more and thrust his back side out for his beloved Master's inspection, hoping he liked what he saw.
Harry smirked wantonly at the younger man and grabbed a hold of his hips and once again showed him who the master was. It was an enjoyable shower for both.
* * * * *
Once the pair was clean and refreshed, Harry began to dress while his manservant didn't.
"I've told you before; you have to put clothes on." Harry scolded
"Master," the younger man whined, "You know I hate putting clothes on. I like it be able to show myself off to you, for your pleasure."
"This is not magical Manila, where I bought you, naked slaves are not allowed in the British wizarding world. You would be stared at and the authorities would be informed of your public indecency." Harry countered. "I do not want anyone to find out that I have returned to London, at least not yet."
"Why did we come to this place Master?"
"Business mostly, but also I have some personal matters to clear up from a long time ago."
"Is it going to be sad for you Master?" asked the manservant worriedly. He hated it when Harry was sad.
"I don't know yet, but I hope not."
To Be Continued … Please Read and Review
By The Short Fat Fag
Chapter One – Homecomings
Harry Potter walked the cobblestone lane of Diagon Alley enjoying the trip exquisitely. He hadn't been in Diagon Alley for over nine years and he had forgotten how much he had missed it. Many parts of the place had changed a great deal in that time, while others never seemed to register the passage of time at all.
However, today he was on a mission, and truthfully didn't have time for window shopping as much as he would have liked to have had. He was on his way to Gringott's Wizarding Bank to see if his transfer of funds had taken place as he had instructed it to. Harry would have been very put out if it hadn't.
As he walked down the alley, no one recognized him for who he truly was. No one could with his hood pulled up on his heavy cloak; he looked like a living shadow standing among the pedestrians that day.
As he approached the goblin at the window, he paused as the goblin asked, "Key please."
Silently Harry moved his black gloved hand over the marble stone and silently left the key behind when he withdrew his hand. If the goblin was distressed, he hid it well, though the goblin did attempt to see Harry's face, but couldn't due to the hood the obscured his face.
Examining the key, the goblin begins to speak again, "Very well, Mr. P…"
"Shhhhhh." Harry said menacingly which caused the goblin to swallow hard.
"My apologies sir, what did you need with us at the bank today?"
"I wanted to check and make sure that transfer of funds found its way into the correct vault. I would hate to think that a deposit was made incorrectly." Harry said to the goblin.
"I assure you sir, that every deposit and transfer of funds is done properly and above board."
"Then you won't mind providing me with an accounting of every single detail of this vault for over a nine year period, since everything is accurate and above board."
"Of course, sir, for a nominal fee, we here at the bank can do that for you by tomorrow morning." the goblin said, thinking he could make some easy money.
"Are you telling me that you donot have your records readily available for my inspection? Are you also telling me that I have to indeed pay you an addition amount of money for a service that I already pay you for? Are you trying to hide something from me?"
"No, no sir, not at all." the goblin sputtered.
"Perhaps, I should speak with the goblin that is in charge of the bank, just to make sure everything is done correctly." Harry said menacingly.
The goblin at the teller window turned to a subordinate and quickly said something in gobbledegook that sounded suspiciously like "Get someone over here to pretend to be the Operating Manager quickly." The goblin had no idea that Harry had learned to speak that language in the years he was away.
"I'm assuming that you are getting the real Operating Manager and not someone pretending to be him in order to pacify me?" Harry asked the goblin.
The goblin and his subordinate stopped cold in their tracks.
"Of course not sir, we here at the bank would never do that."
"I thought not, while we are waiting for the Operating Manager to appear, why don't we go into a private conference room and begin reviewing the paperwork, shall we?"
"Of course, sir, please give me a few minutes to retrieve your account's files."
Harry smirked and said "Thank you."
* * * * *
After Harry's business was concluded to his satisfaction, he departed the bank and once again went window shopping along the way back to the Leaky Cauldron, where he had taken a room.
Along the way, he stops and looks into the window of Weasley Wizard Wheezes. "I'll be damned, they're still in business." Harry says to himself. Upon taking a closer look in the window he sees several customers and some red head behind the counter. They weren't Fred and George, that's for sure, it was Ron and Ginny. They were working for the twins? Ron graduated from the academy when he did, why isn't he an Auror? Harry almost went in, but remembered that he up and disappeared on them too many years ago with no word to be welcomed back.
Suddenly a woman with bushy hair pushes past Harry and enters the shop. 'Hermione?' Harry thinks, 'yes it must be her.'
"Ronald Bilius Weasley!" the woman screams, so it must be Hermione, "You stood me up for lunch, again!" She was screaming so load that Harry had no problems hearing her on street.
"The twins needed the help Mione, don't be angry." Ron replied, making Harry chuckle to himself.
"Where are they? They've conned you into working behind their counter once again and then ran off to play. I swear those two will never grow up." Hermione said.
"Oh Hermione, don't be so sour. The twins are in the back room, they just went back there a minute ago to get a special order they've been working on for a customer." Ginny said defensively.
"Well they had better hurry up; you know you don't have forever to stay at lunch."
"They won't mind, I'll with the newly christened undersecretary to the Minister of Magic. Someone has to guard her beautiful body." Ron said with a smile.
'Ron and Hermione were together?' Harry thought, thank goodness. However, Harry didn't stick around too much longer as he had things to do and needed to get going.
* * * * *
When Harry arrived at the Leaky Cauldron a few minutes later, he immediately climbed the stairs and found his room, opened it and entered to find a young man lying sleeping in bed. This young man was blond haired and blue eyed and was completely naked except for the black leather chest harness that crisscrossed his perfectly smooth chest.
Harry removed his cloak and outer robes and went over to the naked man and said "Wake up; you've slept the day away."
"Master?" he said sleepily to Harry.
"Who else?"
"Come to bed with me Master."
"No, we need to get used to the change of night and day. You need to stay awake."
"Who said anything about sleeping, Master?" the blond said with a smirk.
Harry smiled and thought about it, but said, "That'll only make you sleepier."
"I can make it worth your time Master." the young man cooed from the bed and then pulled on Harry's arm forcing him to fall into the bed.
"Your incorrigible, do you know that?" asks Harry before claiming the manservant's mouth with his own.
Soon the clothing is being peeled off of Harry's muscular body and the two are naked on the bed. Harry's manservant had made it worth his time for the rest of the afternoon.
* * * * *
Harry woke up a couple of hours later, naked, sweaty and very satisfied. He was alone in the bed, but heard the sounds of water running in the bathroom. Harry got out of the bed and walked over to the doorway and spied his manservant showering and decided to join him.
"Master?"
"Uh huh." Harry replied.
"Have you come to take me again?"
"Uh huh."
"Please Master, take me now." He cooed once more and thrust his back side out for his beloved Master's inspection, hoping he liked what he saw.
Harry smirked wantonly at the younger man and grabbed a hold of his hips and once again showed him who the master was. It was an enjoyable shower for both.
* * * * *
Once the pair was clean and refreshed, Harry began to dress while his manservant didn't.
"I've told you before; you have to put clothes on." Harry scolded
"Master," the younger man whined, "You know I hate putting clothes on. I like it be able to show myself off to you, for your pleasure."
"This is not magical Manila, where I bought you, naked slaves are not allowed in the British wizarding world. You would be stared at and the authorities would be informed of your public indecency." Harry countered. "I do not want anyone to find out that I have returned to London, at least not yet."
"Why did we come to this place Master?"
"Business mostly, but also I have some personal matters to clear up from a long time ago."
"Is it going to be sad for you Master?" asked the manservant worriedly. He hated it when Harry was sad.
"I don't know yet, but I hope not."
To Be Continued … Please Read and Review