"Come here you geriatric wizard. Do you have the philosophers stone in your pants?"

Harrys House-

Harry showered and while Macey disposed of the blood soaked suit he had come home in. The warm water baptized his body and soul clean as he gripped the levers that controlled the release of the water. His mind floating listlessly as bronze and copper red swirled like a whirlpool by his feet, the worries of the battle that took place the night before disappearing with the evidence.

"I wish Hermione were here." He whispered to himself as he listened to the door open, he knew one of his girls was coming to comfort him.

"Harry?" The soft supple inquiry spoke volumes, not that she did not know that Harry was there, but that she was asking if he would be ok.

"Yea girl." Harry sighed as he heard the shower curtain rustle, turning around to face her friendly brown skinned face. "Everything will be ok. I got one of the fucks who hit Silver."

"That's wonderful." Macey smiled to Harry as she shrugged her bathrobe off, her bare body sparkling as a fine mist from the water striking Harry's back impacted with her smooth skin. "I'm so glad you are able to administer a little retribution for the crime."

Harry simply shrugged as he unconsciously wiped the tears away from his eyes. He knew he looked like shit, his eyes red and puffy, while his voice cracked and croaked.

"It will be ok." Macey intertwined her arms around Harry, her soft lips close to his ear. "You did what had to be done." Her whisper calming his soul as her hands made small circles on his blood stained lower back.

"I hope so girl. I hope I did the right thing." Harry confessed his fears as Macey pulled away from his body, her caramel colored skin tinged copper from the blood slowly flowing off of Harry's body.

"I know you did Harry." She assured him, her hands slowly lathering a washcloth and bar of soap together. "You did what had to be done."

"It's gonna be a war now." Harry grimaced as Macey began to scrub his body with the soft soapy rag, her face slowly dipping from eye level as she worked her way down his body. "There will be more killing."

"We all know." Macey sighed softly as she kneeled before Harry, her manicured finger nails gently scraping at a particularly dirty spot on Harry's stomach. "Every one is scared."

"I'm here for you girls, not just me, but Remus and Sirius, we all are here for you girls." Harry growled as he fought the urge to scream. "There is no reason for you girls to fear."

Macey positively glowed as she continued to clean Harry, his frustrations and uncertainties finding a vent in reassuring her. "I know it will be ok." Macey assured him, interjecting praise or admonishment where it was needed, her eyes slowly finding their way to Harry's manhood.

"Macey." Harry breathed as he realized Macey was staring at him. "Please don't." He half begged as she began to reach for his body.

"I can make you feel better Harry." Macey pleaded as she looked up into his eyes.

"You all ready did." Harry stated, a smile on his face, while the firm grip on Maceys wrist let her know he was not budging.

"Why not Harry. Why won't you let me please you?" Macey whined as she breathed on Harry's dick.

"Show me one crack addict who is a successful crack dealer." Harry growled as he stepped back from Macey's advances.

"Can't you be happy?" Macey screeched as she pulled her self to stand before Harry. "Just once?"

"I am happy. As long as you girls are safe, my happiness is great." Harry replied, his voice back to its normal tenor. "I didn't mean to yell at you."

"I didn't mean to yell at you either." Macey began to cry as she placed her arms around Harry's neck. "I'm cold." She giggled, as they had both not noticed that the water had lost its heat.

"Me to." Harry laughed as he shut the water off.

"When can you rest?" Macey sighed as she stepped out of the tub, her skin slowly dripping onto the tiled floor.

"When I die." Harry replied bluntly, his face firm.

"If this Hermione bitch does anything remotely less than please you." Macey scowled as she snatched a towel off the rack on the wall. "I… we, will shank her ass." Her voice reverberating off the walls as she walked out of the bathroom with the towel wrapped around her head, her small damp butt glistening under the harsh light coming from the fixture above the sink.

"I need some damn sleep." Harry cussed as he finished drying himself off and walked into his bedroom, the small shapes and grooves in the bed showing that his female companions were already asleep. "I know they be working harder than me." He whispered as he began to place a blanket on the recliner that he occasionally napped on.

"Harry." Maceys voice came from under the covers, "If you don't get in this bed right now, I'm going to kick yo ass."

"Yes ma'm." Harry smirked as he crawled under the sheets, finding unconsciousness within moments.

"Mutha fucken soft hearted pimp mutha fucka." Macey spat as she snuggled up with Harry. "Think you gonna let us sleep alone, cuz you worried about waking us up. Shiiiiit."

"I love you girls." Harry mumbled, his mind barely awake.

"We love you too." Victoria, Macey, Crystal and Selena all replied sleepily before returning to sleep.

Remus Lupin had scrubbed himself clean and made his way to bed, only to be awoke twenty minutes later. Cynthia had returned finally from another job, her body sore from her actions she had performed with another faceless John.

"Why do you love me?" She whispered as she lay next to Remus, her finger nails playing with the hair on his chest.

"We cannot choose who we fall in love with. Only pursue the love of that who we have fallen for." Remus whispered as he snuggled up closer to Cynthia, never noticing that she wore a pained expression.

"I love you Remus." She whimpered.

At The Hospital-

Sirius Black loved a woman in a nursing outfit, almost as much as he loved a bare ass naked woman. "Kiss me baby." He grinned as he was currently having what very much so looked like a party at the hospital.

Next Morning-

Harry finally pulled himself out of slumber at four in the afternoon. He had slept through breakfast and lunch, his stomach popping and grumbling with ferocity akin to a man-eating tiger.

"Fuck."

"Awake?" Remus inquired as he was currently sitting in Harry's recliner.

"Yes." Harry spat as he rubbed his face with his hands. "What is up?"

"We have your clothing and your car ready for your date with Hermione and her parents tonight." Remus grinned as he jingled a small set of keys in his hands.

"What am I driving?" Harry breathed heavily.

"The Porsche Cayenne." Remus replied

"What am I wearing?" Harry continued.

"Two piece pin-stripe suit. Gold tie, gold suspenders, white shirt." Remus described the clothing that was currently lying on the foot of Harry's bed.

"How much time do I have?" Harry finally breathed.

"You need to leave within the hour." Remus replied watching with a small chuckle as Harry threw the covers off his bed and began to scramble into the clothing.

"Fuck man." Harry scowled as he hobbled about the room collecting his cologne and bulletproof vest. "Why didn't any one wake me?"

Macey simply poked her head out from behind the bathroom door with a mischievous grin. "Harry needed his sleep."

"God damn it girl." Harry yelped as he stubbed his toe on the floor.

"Harry." Remus finally stated. "Relax. You have plenty of time."

Harry stopped and took three deep breaths. "I don't have no fucking idea why I am freaking out." He finally breathed as he reached into his closet to get an undershirt.

"Harry. Not that one." Remus laughed as Harry looked down at the text on the front of the shirt.

Your little Princess is my little Whore

"Probably right Remus." Harry laughed before throwing the shirt on the floor and grabbing a wife beater. "God this suit is hot." Harry sighed as he slowly began to layer his clothing on, building his image out of cloth and silk.

"You will be fine." Remus laughed.

"Remus?" Harry sighed as he slowly folded the tie around his neck. "Think I should you know." Harry smirked as he brought two fingers up to his lips in a mime of smoking.

"No." Macey shouted from within the bathroom.

"Damn." Harry grinned.

Remus stood to pat him on the back. "You will be fine. It's not like her dad is an assassin or something. He is a dentist, how bad can it be?"

Harry opened the door to the silver Porsche Cayenne. He had ordered it while he was in school, having let Remus drive it till he could come home to it. "Mmmmm." Harry purred as the warm scent of new car blasted like heat from an oven, the door slowly opening to his touch.

The SUV was perfect to Harry. He had purchased the V8 option, wanting the maximum bang for his buck. It was sporty, big, and was rated as the best performing and handling SUV for, and for ninety thousand pounds, it better be. He had also purchased around six thousand pounds worth of stereo equipment.

Harry tossed a soft briefcase with extra clothes into the boot, letting it sail over the back seat before landing with a muffled shock against the rear hatch. Harry checked that there were six cds within the indash cd player. After a moment, he gripped the key and twisted, letting the car rumble to life.

Harry listened to almost the entire first cd before he finally pulled around the corner to Hermione's house. "Made it." He breathed as he realized he was two minutes early.

Hermione had been laying on the floor reading, her eyes on the window waiting for Harry to show up. She was worried he had forgotten, but her interest was piqued as the windows to her house were currently rattling. She wasn't able to see into the Porsche that was in front of her house, but she had a good guess about who was in it.

Harry let the last moments of the song And then What by Young Jeezy fade away before flipping his stereo and the Porsche off in quick succession. Straightening his tie, Harry slipped the door open and slowly pulled himself out, leaning heavily on his cane.

Hermione stood behind the door, her hand on the knob waiting for Harry to ring the doorbell. She didn't want to seem TO excited. "Oh who am I kidding?" She huffed before throwing the door open and running out to greet Harry.

"Hey baby!" Harry grinned widely as he opened his arms for a hug. "Look at yo fine ass." He laughed as he gently pushed her back, holding one hand he twirled her about.

"Harry!" Hermione blushed as he finished twirling her and brought her back in for a hug. "What if my parents see?"

"Ok." Harry pretended to be downtrodden before smiling at her again. "Can I get a kiss?"

"One." Hermione began to lean towards him, before squeaking as Harry slipped his tongue into her mouth.

"That is a very bad Harry." Hermione chastised as she wrapped her arms around Harry's left arm, walking slowly with him as they walked towards the house.

"You know it girl." Harry felt good, it was shaping up to be a good day already. "I got to sleep, gonna get something to eat. Might even get a little play." He thought, his mind continueing to wander. "Hell, that tiny miniskirt Hermione is wearing is the perfect size for me to…" His train derailed as Hermione opened the door with a resounding shout.

"MOMMY! DADDY!"

"In the den kitten!" Harry could hear a female voice echo back to Hermione.

"Mmmm. Kitten." Harry giggled as Hermione ran a finger down his cheek playfully. "You gonna get got girl. You keep playing like that."

An: Please? May I have more reviews sir? Lol I am thinking about making a c2 featuring street harry fics. Gotta have no slash and harry has to be a thug or from the street. If there is one already available please either tell me in a review or send me an email. If no one lets me know about one by the time my next chapter is out. I will make one. Thanks guys and gals!