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Chapter 3 the Potters Wheel.Harry awoke with the normal sounds of the house percolating through the door and the far off noise of the party apparently still doing pretty well, he had deliberately only soundproofed the outside wall so that the noises from the outside could still filter around the edges.
He had started to slide down the bed when a hand clutched his hair and Hermione's voice said, "And just where do you think you are off to Mr Potter?"
He moved back up the bed, relieving the pressure on his hair and said, "I was only going to look out the window to see how the party was getting on."
Hermione started kissing him and a sleepy Ginny said, "There is no need to do that you silly boy, it's only seven thirty and you have better things to do. We had no kisses yesterday and we have to start catching up."
As soon as Hermione stopped kissing him Ginny took over and Hermione started getting up saying, "I will look to see how the party is getting on," as she reached the window she said, "there are at least a couple of hundred people still partying and someone has put up four giant tents probably for sleeping when they get too tired, or too drunk. So the party is doing absolutely fine without us."
She climbed back across the bed and took over kissing duty from Ginny who got up and went for a wee and when she came back she changed places with Hermione who went and did the same.
When Hermione returned Harry said, "I think we should go for a shower, we are going to the Potters Wheel today so we will be on our own most of the day and we will have plenty of time to catch up with our kissing before the day is over."
By eight fifteen Luna and Ron had joined them and they made their way out onto the patio and sat at one of the long trestle tables, immediately several House Elves brought them a wide selection of breakfast food and several jugs of Pumpkin Juice. The five of them had sat on one side of the table the other side of the table rapidly filled up with young people all telling them how happy Harry had made them.
Just after eight thirty an owl brought them a copy of the Daily Prophet, it had 'With my compliments R.S.' scribbled across the top so they showed the headlines to Ron and Luna, "MINISTRY DELEGATION IGNORED WHEN THEY TRIED TO USE THE LOVE GOD WHO LIVED'S PARTY FOR POLITICAL ENDS."
Hermione read the whole article smiling most of the time and laughing out loud once or twice, when she had finished she told them that Rita was very complimentary to them and the party but the newspaper article certainly wouldn't endear her to the Ministry. Then she added that the Ministry should have known better than to expect Rita Skeeter to dole out free propaganda on their behalf without any incentive and very explicit instructions.
The trio left the table and went to tell Mrs Weasley that they were going to look at the Potters Wheel and they would see her later. Molly who was distractedly talking to one of the Hogwarts house elves who was trying to polish everything in the kitchen, just said, "Ok dears, I will see you a bit later, enjoy yourselves."
Ginny, Hermione and Harry were stood in a small circle in Harry's bedroom and he took out the 'P' key and thought it to expand and when it was about six inches high he stopped it expanding, the three of them held it and Harry touched it with his wand. They felt like they were slipping into a warm bath then the feeling changed and they felt like they were stepping out of a cool shower completely refreshed and they were no longer in Harry's bedroom in the Burrow.
Ginny and Hermione were both smiling as they released the key so Harry shrunk it and put it in his pocket as he said, "Well I'm glad that that was no ordinary Portkey, I hate them, it was a very pleasant ride." Both of the girls agreed with him.
They all started looking at their surroundings and they found themselves in a fair sized Entrance Hall inside what they believed to be the hefty double front doors of the house, these were behind them and another set of internal double doors in front of them. To their left was an outsized elegant old fireplace with a big pot of Floo powder beside it and to their right was another ornate set of very elegant but rather strange looking double doors.
The internal double doors opened revealing a graceful inner hall of considerable size, with small tables, chairs and several elegant writing desks around the walls. Two female house elves acknowledged them and the taller said to the shorter elf, "The Master has come!" the short elf disappeared with a pop and the taller one bowed low to the trio and said, "Welcome Master and your friends, my name is Jemma and I am the head house elf for your house."
There were a series of pops and the shorter elf reappeared accompanied by another four elves, they all bowed low and Jemma introduced them, "All the elves help to take care of the house but they also have other specific duties. This is 'Lodi' he is the gardener and this is 'Memo' he looks after the Muggle installations and equipment. This is Suria she is the cook, Mimi is the ladies maid she will look after your hair, nails and anything else you require and lastly this is Jiffs she is the librarian and knows where to find information on nearly everything. How may we be of service to you?" Jiffs was the elf that had been with Jemma originally.
Harry was looking slightly overwhelmed but said, "Thank you all for looking after the house in my absence, we have come for the day to see the house, so we would like someone to show us around please."
Speaking first to the elves Jemma replied, "You may carry on with what you were doing," then looking at the three she continued, "It will be my honour to show you around myself."
Hermione could restrain herself no longer and said, "Good morning Jemma my name is Hermione and I am very pleased to meet you. Are you all happy here and is there too much work for you?"
"We have heard much of you from Dobby Miss Hermione," Jemma answered with a small smile, "and yes we are all very happy here and in reality there is not very much work at all, however there are over thirty bedrooms and if ever all of them should fill up permanently we would appreciate more staff. Shall we start on the tour?"
"My name is Ginny and I am also pleased to meet you Jemma, so yes could we start the tour please?"
"I have also heard much of you from Dobby Miss Ginny and I am pleased to meet you," Jemma replied then pointing at the double doors to the right, "So let us begin with these strange looking doors, they are the portal to the Potter Lodge in Barbados and at this time may only be opened by the Master but there is a book in the Master's Study that gives instructions as to how all the restricted access controls can be modified. The Floo is connected but at the moment only the Master can use it to enter."
Harry stopped Jemma and said, "Will you please just call us by our names, I do not like to be called 'the Master' and I do not like to own slaves, but I also know that it would be very cruel of me to just set you all free. I would like to have free willing helpers so sometime in the future we will have to discuss an acceptable compromise. Shall we carry on?" Hermione seemed somewhat mollified by this statement from Harry.
They turned to the right as they passed through the inner double doors into the large Inner Hall it had one door on the left hand side and three on the right, a wide stairway at the far end was leading up to the first floor with a door in the corner of the end wall either side of the staircase. Jemma looking only slightly contrite told them that the door immediately to their right was a toilet with a twin the other side of the doorway but they carried straight on through the first of three doors on the right hand side of the hall.
They had entered a large Muggle looking office and they could see ten desks with telephones and at least four computers, there were printers, Fax machines and a comprehensive selection of other office equipment.
Hermione said, "If you came in here from outside you would be aware of nothing magical, this office could be staffed with Muggles and they would know no different."
"Indeed Hermione," Jemma said smiling, "this office was always staffed by Muggles some of whom still work for you in an office in Pont y Myrddin the local village, they are waiting for you to take up residence again to move back here. They have a squib in charge of them, also several other have strong connections to magical families but even quite sceptical Muggles living in a place with a name like Pont y Myrddin, tend to believe, a little, in magic."
They left the office and continued up the hall to the next room that proved to be a very formal red and gold lounge, Ginny said, "We will have to lighten this room up a bit, it looks most uncomfortable."
"No we shouldn't," said Hermione with a grin, "this is for people who at times you have to have in your house but don't necessarily want to stay too long, like those plonkers with the Minister for Magic yesterday."
Jemma laughed, "You are exactly right, all the seating is extremely uncomfortable except for the residents for them it has a selective cushioning charms and is at least reasonably comfortable."
They left the visitors lounge and went to the last door on that side of the hall where they found the formal dining room that would seat at least fifty people with ease, this room was also red and gold. Jemma remarked that it was a good job that these last two rooms were rarely used.
The group walked diagonally back across the hall to the double doors in the middle of the far wall, "This used to be a Ballroom," Jemma said as they entered the room, "but as you can see it is now a party room, I believe it will be Ginny's birthday soon, will you be giving her a party?"
The room was huge, it had small tables with chairs all around the edges, a stage for a band was at the left hand end and all along the right hand end was what looked like the longest bar they had ever seen in a house. Both Harry and Hermione could tell from Ginny's face that she thought that a birthday party in this room would be an excellent idea.
So with an extremely mischievous grin, Harry said to Hermione, "I don't think she would want a party do you?"
Hermione, with an absolutely deadpan expression, answered, "No I don't think she would, do you think that maybe we should ask her sometime?"
Ginny couldn't hold out any longer, "I want one, I want one you know I do, you two stop messing me about." She started hitting them playfully.
Harry asked, "Jemma do you think that the other staff would mind if we had a party for Ginny here?"
Jemma was beaming, "I think that the staff would be overjoyed to give Ginny her birthday party and I know that they would like you to bring some friends to come and stay for a while Harry, but I am sorry I must ask you to guide me in arranging the accommodation, what are your intension's towards these two young ladies?"
Harry blushed and said, "Well I haven't asked them yet but when I get up the courage I will ask them both to marry me. However, Hermione and I have one and Ginny has two years to complete at Hogwarts, so in the unlikely event they accept my proposal, we will not be ready to marry for a few years yet."
"I see," said Jemma with a smile, "so if we complete the tour of the ground floor then I will point out the important doors upstairs and leave you to explore the bedrooms on your own. Would you like lunch at twelve-thirty?"
"That would be great," said Hermione with a smile, "so lets get on."
They came out of the party room, turned left and went straight through the door to the left of the stairs, immediately to their left was a door which led behind the bar in the party room so they took the door next to it, they were in the library.
It looked like Hogwarts library and Hermione's eyes lit up then Jiffs who was already in the library said, "We have well over fifty thousand books in the library and Harry, I suggest that you take these two to read as soon as you can." He took the books thanking her and shrinking them he put them in his pocket.
A voice boomed out, "Let me see him then!"
Jemma led them about five yards up the central isle and asked them to turn around. They were facing the portrait of a very imposing looking man, but all the books were distracting Hermione. The man in the portrait had long golden hair and bright golden eyes that seemed to hold a great depth of wisdom and compassion, at his waist was buckled a silver sword with a ruby in the hilt.
The name tag under the portrait read 'Godric Gryffindor' and he said, "So you are the grandson who finally vanquished the Dark Lord, I expected someone more impressive, more imposing."
"Am I your descendant?" was all Harry could manage to splutter.
"Yes forty-five generations or their abouts," Gryffindor replied, "you get on with your tour of the house and come back to talk with me when you have a few hours, I have been waiting the best part of a thousand years so there's no great rush."
They left the library and went straight across the corridor into a room that could have been a model for the Gryffindor common room. Jemma told them that the room was known as the quiet study, it was all red with gold also it was very quiet and relaxing, they collapsed into squishy armchairs in front of the fireplace.
Hermione asked, "Why are you two looking so bewildered?"
Ginny said in a hushed voice, "You do realise who Harry is descended from, don't you?"
"Yes me!" said a quiet but friendly and encouraging voice from above the mantelpiece, they looked up to see the portrait of a kindly old man dressed in pale blue robes, he was tall and slim with long grey hair and beard, however his emerald eyes were an exact match for Harry's.
The plaque at the bottom of the frame read, 'Myrddin Emrys commonly known as Merlin.' An astounded, "Oh my!" was all Hermione could manage to squeak out. Jemma brought them all tea, which they started to sip slowly.
"Godric Gryffindor was nine generations after me," Merlin told them, "don't worry about all his bluster, his bark is a lot worse than his bite. Now you all carry on with your tour and we will find time to talk properly some time in the future."
The trio were all rather stunned when they left the room that Harry had, in his head re-christened Merlin's study they turned right and went down the rest of the corridor they passed through another door into the very large kitchen. Stairs up to the first floor were immediately to their left so they chose to go around to the right.
The first door they came to was the pantry and there were more stairs in it but these were spiral and as they were leading down to the cellars, they elected not to investigate them at the moment. The group went straight on through a door into what could best be called a games or family room it was light, airy, fairly modern and comfortable with all sorts of indoor games equipment. They passed through a door in the left hand wall into a television room, it was simply that a room with a lot of comfortable sofas and chairs facing a large television with a Video' player under it, one wall of the room was covered with racks and racks of video-films.
Jemma led them back across the kitchen, this time as they went they noticed a couple of doors that led out to the garden, they entered a fairly modern but very comfortable looking lounge and Emma said, "This is just a lounge so we won't hang around in here you can look at it properly some other time and I am sorry if we appear to be rushing but it is the next room that is most important, you will have to open the door Harry," when he did Jemma led them into the Master study. "It is only eleven thirty now so I will leave you here to look around for an hour. This is the 'Access Book' it will tell you how to modify all the restricted access charms that can be altered and if you need anything else just call."
The Master study had two walls with picture windows overlooking the extensive garden, another wall was full of books and the forth had a tapestry of the 'Family Tree' the family name on the top of which had been changed from Emrys to Gryffindor and then to Potter.
They found a pot of tea on a small table and after pouring themselves a cup they settled themselves on a small sofa and spent ten minutes kissing and settling down before Hermione said, "Maybe we should start looking around?"
They finished their tea and stood to look around, immediately both the girls sat back down and Ginny said, "Yuck! Everything's out of focus, but only when I try to look as it, if I look at you or just around casually it's ok."
Hermione picked up the 'Access Book', "It has to be a charm but I can't read this either, you try Harry." Hermione was starting to sound really frustrated.
Harry took the book and sat back down to read it, after about ten minutes he took out his wand then stood up and cast a charm that included Hermione's and Ginny's names and then he said, "Try to look at things again."
Ginny went to look at the tapestry that was on one of the walls and said, "I can read this now."
"Well I still can't read this," said a very annoyed sounding Hermione having just taken the 'Access Book' back off Harry.
"I could have told you that," Harry said, "it says so in the book that only the Master of the house can read it. It also says that if I read it to anyone else their memories will be erased."
"That would take seriously powerful magic, who could do that?" Hermione snapped, she was getting quite rattled at not getting to know everything.
"Well let's see," suggested Ginny with a grin, "we have already met Merlin and Godric Gryffindor, also from this family tree I have discovered that one of Dumbledore's grandfathers was a Potter and the Master of the Potters Wheel, I bet he was no squib. I don't think we need to look much further and by the way 'Master' is only the title of the head of the house and their have been nearly as many female as male Masters."
This seemed to placate Hermione a little so she and Harry went to look at the Family Tree as well, after a couple of minutes he said, "Look, Idris Potter who was the Headmaster's grand-dad had a sister who married Rhys Evans and here is the line to my mum."
Harry went very quiet and moved over and started looking at the wall full of books the two girls followed him they stood either side of him, ostensibly looking at the books but cuddling him at the same time, then Hermione said, "I can't read the titles of all these books."
"Well I am not reading them out to you until I have read all of the 'Access Book'." Harry said, "I don't want your memory erased, it's supposed to stop enemies who try to force information out of me, I can just tell them and their memories will be completely blank. Can you read the books that Jiffs gave us to read?" He took them out of his pocket and returned them to their normal size before passing them to her.
Ginny smiled knowingly at Harry when Hermione started excitedly looking at the books that Harry had been given to read, "They are called, 'The History of... and there have been some changes to the next bit, 'Myrddin's Manor' crossed out, then 'Godric's Grange' crossed out, finally 'the Potters Wheel' volume one and two." She excitedly opened volume one and soon frowned and passed them to Harry saying with a grin, "Oh Master. You must clear them for me to read, but at least you can."
Harry poked his tongue out at her before he took the books and cast the charms to enable Hermione and Ginny to read them. Ginny totally ignored the history books but Hermione immediately started to check them and from her expression it was obvious that she was now able to read them.
There was a knock on the door and Harry opened it, it was Jemma who said, "No one is allowed to enter the Masters Study unless directed or invited by the Master and if you want it cleaned you had better direct me to tell someone to clean it. But I have come to tell you that your lunch is ready."
Harry asked Jemma to make sure that someone cleaned the Master Study as she led them back across the kitchen to a friendly room they hadn't entered before alongside the games room. It was a family dining room with rather a small table set for three with very comfortable chairs and good but practical cutlery and crockery. After the trio sat down they were served a quite outstanding lunch by Suria who gave them a big toothy smile when they all complimented her on the excellence of her cooking and the food.
They finished lunch and headed back to the main entrance where they had seen the toilets, the girls went into the one with a lady on the door and Harry in the one with a gentleman. When he came out the girls weren't ready so he went to the entrance hall then using the 'Access Book' he opened the Floo and the Potter Lodge portal for the girls use.
Just as he had finished the girls came and Hermione asked, "What have you been doing?"
"I have been opening the Barbados portal and the Floo connection for your use," Harry answered, "so would one of you like to check the Floo?"
"If Ginny goes to the Burrow who knows what will happen," Hermione replied, "my parents are probably out shopping and they are expecting me to be away anyway." Hermione disappeared in the Floo and two minutes later reappeared confirming that it was working for her and they assumed that it would do the same for Ginny so they called Jemma.
When she came Jemma led them straight across the inner hall and up the main staircase she did a U-turn to the left and they followed her to the front of the house. They were shown two rather plainly decorated VIP bedrooms one in each corner of the front of the house and Jemma suggested that these would be suitable for Ginny and Hermione's parents. Despite the plain decoration the rooms were very large with en-suit bathrooms and large walk in wardrobes, they had king-sized beds and a sitting area that included a writing desk.
Jemma then led them to the back of the house where there were five doors in the corridor and pointing at them in turn Jemma said, "Wife, child, master, child and wife."
"They couldn't have always of been like this, my dad only had one wife!" Harry said, "And where do those stairs lead up too?" Harry had noticed that where the stairs came up from the kitchen there was a continuing set of stairs going up to the floor above them.
"No the rooms weren't always like this," Jemma replied, "we moved them around this morning when we knew what you intended, but we will rearrange them again when you get married and those stairs only lead up to our rooms and store rooms. Is one of you a 'morning' person?" she said to the girls.
"Well I'm not!" said Ginny decisively.
"I quite like mornings," admitted Hermione.
"Then you better have this room," suggested Jemma as they entered the room, "it faces east and gets the sunrise. What colour would you like it?" At the moment it was stark white.
"I rather like pale blues and greens." Hermione said.
Jemma waved her hand and the room became pastel blue and green, "How is that?"
"Beautiful, thank you very much." Hermione answered smiling.
Jemma walked to the western corner of the room where they faced a blank wall and said, "There are four hidden doors and the password for all of them is your own name. One of you try."
Harry said, "Harry." An elegant arch opened up and when they had all walked through it became a wall again and there was absolutely no sign of the arch, he smiled.
They were in a very pink child's room and they could see the room door down the other end of the room but they walked over to the next corner and with a small smile Hermione said, "Hermione." Straight away an elegant arch opened into what was obviously the master bedroom, both the girls were grinning like Cheshire cats as they walked into Harry's red and gold bedroom.
Having asked Ginny what colour she would prefer her room and both the girls what style and colour their parents would prefer Jemma said, "I think that you know enough now so I will leave you to explore on your own, if you want anything just call and one of us will come. Don't forget that you are expected home sometime." With that she disappeared with a small pop.
As soon as they were alone Hermione said, "Right Mr Potter Ginny and I have been talking and we have decided that if I am made Head Girl then I will need to celebrate and the best way I can think of is to have you take my virginity."
Whilst they were talking they were backing him towards his enormous bed.
"And strangely enough," Ginny continued, "forgetting all the bull, for my birthday present from you I want you to take my virginity and the matter isn't up for discussion."
They had reached his bed and they pushed him back onto it
"It has also come to our notice that you have suffered a flagrant miscarriage of justice," Hermione said, "we never finished giving you your birthday present," and she kissed him in a way that could only be described as fully.
When she eventually broke away he opened his eyes and saw that Ginny had absolutely nothing on but he only just had time to realise that his shoes and socks had been removed before Ginny's tongue was invading his mouth. His clothes seemed to disappear, as did any fleeting thoughts of resistance and he gave in to the delightful sensations that were permeating his body.
Hermione was kissing him and Ginny was nibbling his ear when she whispered, "Do you know that Hermione has never had a proper orgasm?"
He instantly realised what Ginny wanted him to do, so he rolled Hermione over and started moving slowly down her body paying particular attention to her breasts and nipples on the way down. He opened her knees and kneeling between her legs he started licking, sucking and nibbling her clitoris, it took no more than twenty seconds for her first orgasm. Harry was continuing to plunder Hermione's wetness with his mouth and tongue but for Harry this time it was different, Ginny had her head between his legs and she was moving her head up and down taking him deep into her mouth. In a couple of minutes Hermione had exploded again over his face and both she and Harry were well on their way to what proved to be simultaneous orgasms.
Ten minutes later they were still in a collapsed, breathless, cuddling, sticky heap, when Hermione said, "Oh my!" for the second time that day, "So that's what an orgasm is like."
"So you didn't like that then?" Ginny asked Hermione, with a cheeky grin.
"It was brilliant," she replied with a huge smile and by the way Harry the answer is yes."
"The answer to what is yes?" he asked sounding confused.
"The answer for both of us, to whether we will marry you silly," said Ginny.
"I think that he has received the message at last," Hermione said, "but do you think we should try to find Harry's bathroom?"
"Ever practical Hermione," Harry said grinning widely and trying to untangle himself from the intertwining of arms and legs, a lot of tickling and groping followed but eventually they all heaved themselves up off the bed and over too the wardrobe.
"I don't think that this is the right room," said a very giggly Ginny.
"Isn't it?" said a surprised sounding Hermione, trying to keep a straight face and failing.
"This is as big as the Dursley's lounge," said Harry, "what on earth am I supposed to do with all this space?"
Immediately Ginny said, "I'll tell you what you are not to do with it and that is worry about it!" and she dragged him out of the wardrobe and across into the equally spacious bathroom.
Three quarters of an hour later they finally left the enormous shower, the delay being caused by Harry and Hermione having another orgasm each but Ginny was forced to endure three, they each decided independently that they really liked this kind of shower. They re-emerged in Harry's bedroom to find that the bed had been remade and all their clothes had been cleaned and were laid out neatly so they got themselves dressed.
There was a soft tap on the door so Harry answered it; it was Mimi who asked, "Would Hermione and Ginny like me to do their hair?"
In about ten minutes she had finished both of the girls hair and left. Ginny's hair gleamed it seemed to have acquired copper and gold highlights whereas Hermione's bushy mass had been softened into ringlets and it appeared to glow with a reddish light.
Harry looked at them and said, "I would not of thought it possible but both of you are even more beautiful than before."
"I know what you mean," said Hermione, "if I hadn't been watching in the mirror as Mimi was doing my hair I would hardly believe that it was mine. Anyway do you think that we should have a look around these rooms and then go back to the Burrow?"
Ginny replied, "I think that that is a very good idea."
So they had a look around the five south facing rooms and then went back down to the kitchen where they spoke with Jemma and told her that they would possibly be back sometime the next day. They went back to the entrance hall and used the key for another very pleasant journey back to Harry's room in the Burrow.
They left the three books they had brought back with them in Harry's room and went down stairs to find Luna and Ron sitting at the kitchen table but they were waylaid by Mrs Weasley, "Just where have you three been all day? I thought you were just going to look at a house." Molly was sounding quite annoyed.
"Mother," Ginny said with a note of exasperation in her voice, "the house has over thirty bedrooms on the first floor so we have only looked quickly at the ground and first floors."
Harry thought that Ginny wasn't helping to placate Molly so he said, "Look mum, when this party is over why don't we all go and stay at the Potters Wheel for a while, maybe Hermione's parents would like to come as well?"
Then to all their amazement Hermione added, "The house elves will love having someone to look after, they appeared to be so bored."
Molly was so stunned by what Hermione had said all she managed was, "Who will clear up here and how are we going to pay for the party."
"Well I can't imagine the Hogwarts elves leaving any mess behind them," said Ron, "and Harry has already told you that he was putting the money in our vault to pay for the party. So don't worry, let's just go on holiday."
"What do you mean, Harry told me no such thing!" Molly said starting to sound aggressive again.
"He did Mrs Weasley, I heard him," said Luna very calmly and she continued, "and what have you two done to your hair, it looks lovely?"
Molly was totally distracted looking at the girls' hair and Ginny said, "One of the elves is a ladies maid and she wanted to do our hair so we let her, she's a wonder. Let's go and grab us some party!"
Professor McGonagall and the Headmaster came in just as Molly asked Harry, "How much longer do you think that the party will go on for?"
"Well it's Saturday today and there will be no work for most people tomorrow," he answered, "so if we stop it tomorrow evening at say ten then everyone can get to work on Monday morning. Oh and mum we three are going to Godric's Hollow tomorrow."
"That was very sensible of you Potter," Professor McGonagall said, "and do you think that you should go with them tomorrow Albus?"
"I don't think that that will be necessary Minerva," the Headmaster replied, "the house elves will be able to show and tell them everything. But I had better warn you now Harry, your parents are buried at Godric's Hollow so just be prepared. Now it's only five o'clock so you young ones should go and join the party for a bit."
They joined the party for a few hours and Harry made sure that the Weird Sisters would come to play at Ginny's birthday party and then at about ten thirty they stole surreptitiously away to bed.
Authors Note: Pont y Myrddin is my own translation of 'Merlin's Bridge' and that is a real place just south of Haverford West in Pembrokeshire (West Wales).
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