In For a Penny, In for a Pound.

Harry, Astra, and Nora turned their attention to the person who spoke to them. A gorgeous and well-endowed dark-haired girl with slightly curly hair, with a tank top, and nice form fitting shorts which showed off her curves. Not to mention her very well-formed legs which seemed to go on forever.

"Penelope? Penelope Clearwater?" Harry asked. "It's good to see you again. What a nice surprise!"

It really was a small world after all.

"It's good to see you too, Harry," Penelope said with a smile on her face, reaching forward and embracing Harry. "You've changed a lot…you're not that little third-year I knew a couple of years ago…which isn't a bad thing."

The woman in question seized Harry up.

"No, it isn't," Harry agreed. "Ladies, this is Penelope Clearwater. Penny, these are my girlfriends, Astra, and Nora."

Penelope had raised an eyebrow in surprise, but said nothing. Harry made a few wishes which would make the situation much easier to swallow, although polygamy was not uncommon in the Wizarding World. Many high-profile lords had their legally married wife, and a few side mistresses. Centuries ago, there were some rather large collectives, what magical users called harems, from the most powerful wizards, although the magical power of the average wizard stunted over the centuries, along with their libidos.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Penny," Astra said while checking her out and smiling approvingly. "Don't mind if I called you Penny, do you?"

"No, I don't," Penelope said.

"Harry mentioned you a few times, he always thought you were helpful when he needed help," Nora said with a smile. "Even if you were in separate houses."

"So, they know all about…our school?" Penelope asked.

"They're like us, but they don't go to Hogwarts," Harry said.

"Fair enough," Penelope said. "Just a bit surprising."

"That I have two lovely girlfriends?" Harry asked.

"Oh, no, if anyone deserves them, it's you," Penelope said. "It's just, a lot of people thought, you were going to hook up with…that one girl you hung around with, Harmony, wasn't it?"

"Hermione," Harry corrected.

"Yes, her, people were making bets to see when you two hooked up," Penelope said. "Not that I had any part of that action. I mean, it's just that everyone thought you would be together."

"We aren't," Harry said. "Although a lot of people think we are."

And at this point, with Harry not knowing quite where he stood with Hermione, he was not saying one way or another how she fit into his plans. That was something he had to deal with in the future. Of course, with his friends hidden safely behind a Fidelius Spell, magic that his fairy godmother could not break, that was going to be harder than Harry thought.

"I didn't know I was going to move in so close to where you spend your summers," Penelope said. "Admittedly, this is one of the last places anyone would expect to see Harry Potter. But, you're good at destroying expectations."

"He is," Astra said. "This is my old childhood home. I moved out before Hogwarts. Harry and I were friends."

"Oh, you were?" Penelope asked. "What happened?"

"Well, that's quite a story in itself," Astra said. "But, I'm glad someone worthwhile is making use of the house. Harry and I used to spend all day out here, playing out by the garden. Although it's a weed-ridden mess."

"I've got a lot of work to do on this place, for some reason, I didn't have to pay too much for it," Penelope said. "No one wanted it, so I got a sweetheart of a deal."

Astra and Harry looked at Penelope. There was a reason, a very good reason why no one bought this house. And it was not because it was so close to the Dursleys.

"Why don't you come in?" Penelope asked. "The movers are almost done. I'll fix us a cup of tea."

"That would be nice," Harry said.

Penelope, Astra, Nora, and Harry all walked inside.

"Did you hear from Cho Chang?" Penelope asked.

"No, why?" Harry asked.

"Well, I know you used to have a thing for her, not sure if you still do," Penelope said. "And I figured she might write to you given…what happened in the Triwizard."

"So you heard about that?" Harry asked.

"Yes," Penelope said. "And I've read all of the nasty things that the Daily Prophet had to say about you. It's a bunch of rubbish. I knew Cho had her eye on Cedric for a long time and I heard they went to the Yule Ball together."

Harry used to be bitter about that, but not anymore. Not since he gained a fresh perspective. Cho was still a beautiful girl in Harry's eyes, and they might share a few common interests, although Harry did not know her. And given that Cho's boyfriend died, dating her right now might be a bit awkward.

"Maybe I should write to her," Harry offered. "But, I don't want it to come across as…you know."

"I'm sure she'd appreciate it," Penelope said.

There were still boxes all over the place. Penelope moved over to fix them a cup of tea. Astra and Nora sat on either side of the couch which had already been set up. And Penelope took her place.

"Likely hard to muster up the nerve, and she might be nervous she would say something wrong," Penelope said. "Cho's got so much pressure on her. Being the popular girl in her year, if she makes one misstep, her social life can be ruined. I'm sure you understand. With the pressure that's put on you with your fame, uncomfortable as it might make you."

"I have an idea," Harry said. "Thanks for the tea."

"Yeah, thanks," Astra said.

"This does taste good," Nora added.

"If you want me to get in touch with Cho, I will," Penelope said. "I understand how things might be awkward. Given your past crush on her and what happened to Cedric."

"I'll think about it," Harry offered. "If she and Cedric were close, she deserves to know what exactly happened."

"I just hope she's getting some kind of help," Nora said.

"Well the Wizarding World has a very medevial attitude towards mental health," Penelope said seriously. "With all of the things Harry's been through, it would have broken a normal person. Although, everyone has their limits. And Harry's done so much."

"And I couldn't be more proud of what he's done so far," Astra said. "And more horrified that the so-called responsible adults put him in that position."

"He never should have had to deal with that Basilisk," Penelope said. "Thank you by the way. Thank you for saving the school from that creature."

"It's what anyone would do," Harry said.

"Oh, I don't know about that," Penelope said. "I think people take you for granted sometimes. And really, I'm grateful with what you've done. And you should be thanked more often. Because, otherwise, people might think you owe them something. And that's just not right."

Much to Harry's surprise, Penelope leaned in and planted a soft kiss on his cheek before embracing him.

"And you're amazing," Penelope said. "I always liked attending the Quidditch games you played in, to watch you fly. And I think Percy, who even hated Quidditch most of the time, admitted you were the best. Remember that one time I asked to hold your Firebolt? And Percy told me not to sabotage it."

"I do recall," Harry said. "Speaking of Percy, how are you two?"

Here Penelope just shook her head.

"We're not," Penelope said. "Our relationship was strained all of last year, with the scandal involving Crouch. And then this summer, have you heard he's gotten a job as Fudge's new assistant?"

"Really?" Harry asked. "I'm sure he was happy about that."

"Thrilled, almost insufferable," Penelope said. "And he thought that I should be happy about what he was doing. But, I can't, after all you've done, the Ministry's behind this smear campaign in the Daily Prophet about you. And when I asked Percy how he could believe the Ministry over you, he remarked that the Ministry would have investigated your claims and they obviously found you a liar.'

"The Ministry didn't investigate anything," Harry said. "Fudge brought a Dementor into Hogwarts and it kissed a key witness."

Penelope looked horrified about this piece of information.

"Percy always has been a bit too ambitious for his own good," Penelope said. "He offered me a job at the Ministry, but I would have to abandon my principles to do so. And I wasn't going to work with those kind of people, who trash someone who has done more for this world than they ever would be. I'm working as a Dishwasher at the Leaky Cauldron. It's not much, but it's honest."

"With your grades, you could have gotten better," Harry said. "You should have gotten better."

"First-Generation magical users only advance, if they are willing to whore themselves out to any Ministry official who would have them," Penelope said in disgust. "Figuratively, and literally. Some get ahead, but only because they know some powerful people. If you had any influence, your friend Hermione would have no trouble advancing in the Ministry for instance."

"But, that's not why she's your friend, is it?" Astra asked.

Here Harry thought long and hard. No, likely not. At least Harry hoped not.

"Just an example," Penelope said. "Percy's turned his back on his family as well. He's the son Mrs. Weasley wanted, and well, he's become more than he handled. He did everything to please his mother. But, that's no more. And he refuses to listen to reason. The Ministry's always right."

"You deserve better," Harry said.

"Thank you," Penelope said. "I thought…never mind what I thought. The point is that Percy doesn't realize how he's being used. And he's not the person I thought he was. We were friends for a long time before we gave dating a try. But, I don't think we can even be that, as that new job has gone straight to his head."

"At least you found out now," Nora said. "And not later."

Harry pulled Penelope into an embrace. Penny smiled when Harry's strong arms wrapped around her.

"You are a goddess, Penny," Harry said. "When the dust settles, Percy is going to realize what he's missed out on, and it's going to be too late."

"Maybe," Penelope said to Harry. "But, it really pisses me off that the Ministry turned on like this. Skeeter wrote a few articles and they're using it to drag you through the mud. You don't deserve it, not after everything you've done."

"They'll be sorry later," Astra said.

"I don't care what they think," Harry said. "And if people have to form their own opinion based on what the Daily Prophet tells them, they can piss off too."

"Sadly, there's too many people who believe the Prophet and the Ministry at face value," Penelope said.

Harry practically pulled Penelope onto his lap and she flushed. Harry's arms wrapped around her and Penelope had been surprised to see how intertwined they were, even in front of Harry's girlfriends. However, they were smirking, knowingly.

"Your eyes are beautiful," Penelope said. "They always were. But they are more stunning after your maturity. Good things come to those who wait."

"Very good things," Harry said.

"I've got a couple of things to check upstairs," Penelope said suddenly. "Make sure everything is in order. You want to give me a hand?"

"Sure," Harry said.

Penelope leaned in but this time, she did not kiss him on the cheek. She kissed him full on the lips. Harry held Penelope in her arms and was disgusted that Percy would be stupid enough to let this go.

Oh well, Percy's loss was Harry's gain. Percy could whore himself out to Fudge and the rest of the Ministry all he wanted to. Harry would get to enjoy the lovely Miss Clearwater. He took her by the hand.

"Do you know the way?" Penelope asked. "This used to be Astra's childhood home after all."

"It's been a while," Harry said. "Show me the way, my dear lady."

"At once, my lord," Penelope said with a small smile playing on her lips.

Penelope turned to Astra and Nora who both gave her approving smiles. And Harry, as he discreetly squeezed Penny's ass.

"Everything's in order."

Penelope broke into a small smile. She walked over to the window and looked outside.

"I'm glad," she told him. "And the view up here is amazing."

"It always has been," Harry said.

"And there's another reason I wanted you up here," Penelope said. "As you might have guessed."

"I've had an idea," Harry said.

Penelope wrapped her arms around Harry and pulled him in tight. Their bodies melded together, with Penny wrapping her legs around Harry. Harry reached up and ran a hand to feel her soft gorgeous flesh. The two moved closer to each other.

"Time to give you a reward which a hero so rightfully deserves."

Penelope Clearwater and Harry Potter met with an extremely passionate kiss. Harry's tongue invaded Penny's mouth. She invited him inside, and also invited him to touch her in any way he wished. Harry took advantage of that opening by running his fingers down the brainy brunette vixen's body. Her nipples poked out from underneath her tank top. Harry moved down and wrapped a hand around her right breast to squeeze it through her shirt.

"Harry," Penny moaned. "I need you."

Harry pulled Penny's tank top off and revealed her buxom chest. Her tits bounced with the lacy black bra she wore straining to contain them. Harry pulled her in and kissed her, while unhooking her bra. Penny removed Harry's shirt as well, so her large chest could press against his. The two kissed each other hard. Their hands got very grabby as they ground up against each other.

With a smile on his face, Harry lowered the lovely Miss Clearwater down on the bed.

"Time to worship you like a goddess deserves," Harry said.

Harry leaned in and planted a couple of kisses down onto her neck. Penny let out cute little gasps as Harry enjoyed every inch of her body. This gorgeous stunner let out a soft, succulent moan, from Harry toying with her body. He moved down and pulled off her skirt to reveal her warm crotch.

The panties Penny wore had been soaked. Harry cupped her pussy and kissed down her body. He inhaled her arousal. Harry inhaling her arousal made Penny's hips jerk up. Harry smiled and pulled down her panties. Very slowly, he exposed her dripping hot pussy. Harry slipped a finger inside of Penny and made her mewl for him.

"I'm glad we're doing this," Penny said. "Use my body. Use it anyway you want."

"I'm going to have to taste you."

Penelope spread her legs and Harry buried his face down into her snatch. The lovely witch made moans when Harry went down onto her. Harry's tongue danced inside of her. He very slowly worked into her, tongue vibrating as he thrilled Penny's horny body. Her snatch exploded and sent juices.

"Oooh, Harry!" Penny moaned sexily. "Show me what a true man could do."

Harry kept devouring Penny's wet pussy and ate her to another mind shattering orgasm. Penelope pressed her hands against the back of Harry's head as he devoured her pussy. Penny threw her head back and the gorgeous witch played with her hard nipples.

Harry pulled out and Penelope captured his lips. She sucked on Harry's was quite the horny one and could not get enough of Harry's kisses and feeling up his muscular body. Percy Weasley really was an idiot.

"Mmm, let me worship you, my savor," Penelope gasped. "You're so hot. I can lick melted butter off of your abs all day."

Penny licked and sucked on Harry's nipples with heat burning through her eyes. She worshipped him. To see such a gorgeous older woman who wanted him in such a way never failed to stir Harry's loins. His cock throbbed.

"Such a big boy," Penny moaned hotly while squeezing his package. "I think he wants to play."

"He would like to play with you any day, Penny," Harry said in a low growl.

"Mmm!"

Penelope Clearwater's eyes widened as she took Harry's mighty rod out of his pants. Every inch of Harry's rod pulsed with hypnotic masculinity. Penny greeted Harry's throbbing meat stick with her lips and guided her mouth down onto him. Harry pushed down into her mouth and Penny's hot mouth engulfed him. She looked so fucking hot with her lips wrapped around him, Harry could not work.

"Wish you could have thanked me like this a long time ago."

The loud, lewd sucking sounds Penny made indicated she concurred with Harry's statement.

"Take your time, breathe, savor it," Harry said. "You're such the perfect little cock sucker."

Penny groaned. She had no concern that Harry had two girlfriends waiting downstairs. Hell, a wizard like Harry should have as many girlfriends as he could handle. Or could handle him. This cock deserved to be sucked and fucked every day by as many different women as possible. The thought of Harry being sucked off by many different women drove him deeper into her mouth. He played with her tits and that drove Penny closer to the edge.

"Damn, I'm going to have to reward you. And I'm going to have to come over every day for more tea."

Penny grabbed Harry's balls and squeezed them. Yes, she would invite Harry over every day. He would pound her brains out after a hard day of work. And twice a day on her days off. Harry grabbed ahold of Penelope's head and drove deep into her mouth.

"Such a good girl. Time to give you a reward."

The agreeable suck indicated that Penelope would be Harry's good girl anyway. She got a taste of his power and quite a taste as well. Harry pushed his cock down into her throat. Harry erupted down into her throat and Penelope sucked his cum down, swallowing every last drop of him.

"Oooh, I can have that every day," Penelope said. "Tastes sweet."

Penelope licked Harry's squirting cockhead. She did not squander a single drop. The wish which changed the taste of Harry's seed caused women to turn into craven addicts to taste more of his seed.

The gorgeous former Ravenclaw prefect crawled back. Harry latched his mouth onto one of her stiff nipples and sucked it. Penelope's gorgeous DD-Cup chest when Harry pleasured her mouth. Her legs spread and Harry showed her true magic before pounding his fingers deep inside of her.

"I'm so glad, I'm going to give myself to a proper wizard," Penelope moaned. "And not someone who is going to bend over for Fudge and the rest of the Ministry of Magic."

Harry motorboated Penny's chest and she screamed in joy, not caring who heard her. She took it as a mark of pride to have her tits worshipped by the one and only Harry Potter. Slayer of Basilisks.

"I think it's time for your Basilisk to enter my Chamber of Secrets," Penny breathed in a sultry voice.

"Cheesy, but since you're so damn hot I'll allow it."

Harry spread Penelope's legs and pushed his cock deep inside of her. He took her and there would never be another man who would ever come close. Of course, since her sixth year at Hogwarts, Penny subconsciously pledged herself to Harry Potter after his heroics in the Chamber of Secrets. It was only upon his maturity that they could take advantage of it. And take advantage of it well.

"HARRY!" Penelope yelled.

"Feel your body heat up as the pleasure overwhelms you. That feels good, doesn't it?"

"YES! OOOH BLOODY HELL!"

Harry plowed Penelope deeper. His skin slapped against hers. He slowed down to savor every inch of Penelope's divine body. He always had been a bit flustered around her, but she seemed into her a little bit.

"So, how much do you really want to hold my broomstick, Ms Clearwater?"

"I want to hold it, touch it, run my hands down it, lick it, and shove it into my hungry cunny!" Penny yelled. "Oh, I want to ride it until I'm raw. Oooh, Morgana's tits, wreck me! Wreck me. Turn into a drooling idiot and make me nothing but a kinky little slut for your big hard cock."

Harry slowed down and savored Penelope's hot core. He ran his hands over her body and smothered her with multiple hot and hungry kisses.

"That little ginger dick wouldn't know what to do with you, would he?"

"Fuck no, he would want to have the lights off, and be underneath the cover, and it would over in a minute," Penny said.

A small tut came from Harry as he lavished Penelope's body with all of the attention she deserved.

"That's a waste. A real waste."

Harry enjoyed Penny's adoration of him and he adored her body. Harry wondered how he even lived life without having so many beautiful women to have, to hold, and to fuck. It was like he had been reborn once Lily's protections had been restored and that age gate had been torn down. Harry was making up for a year of time he lost in the past few days and then some more.

Penelope did not want to disappoint her hero, so she held on and matched him. She was going to need a long soak in the tub tonight, but damn if it was worth it. Harry showed what a hero should truly be, and Penelope was glad to be his reward. And to get treated like a goddess when he worshipped her, just as much as Penny wanted to worship him.

The wild roller coaster ride of pleasure took Penny through emotional highs that she never felt before. Her entire body hit peaks of pleasure and set her off.

Harry leaned in and worked himself into Penny. He kissed the side of her neck. Penny pulled him and allowed Harry to suck her chest while she took him deep into her. Penny's super snug walls wrapped Harry's cock up to milk his balls. She was like a hot furnace. So fucking hot.

"You should come every day," Penny purred in his ear.

"Mmm, cumming now."

First, Harry let Penelope finish with her biggest orgasm yet. Then, Penny closed her eyes. She braced herself for the gift which was to come.

Penelope might be on the potion, but if it failed, it would not be the worst thing in the world. Harry's seed spilled inside of her body. The two lovers came together, their unbridled passion bringing Harry to the tipping point. He drained his balls directly into Penelope's body and creamed her hard.

They embraced each other and lightly exchanged kisses, while stroking each other's face.

"Lovely," Harry said. "You glow nicely, Penny."

"Mmm, hmm," Penelope purred in his ear. "I hope to see you more often."

"Every time I can enjoy you, I will," Harry said.

Harry played with Penelope's breasts and got her motor revving for round two. This would be the beginning of a very fulfilling relationship.

After a couple of rounds, Harry left Penelope on the bed like a drooling loon. He got dressed and joined Nora and Astra at the foot of the steps.

"Figured she would be thirsty for you," Nora said. "Just the way she was eying you up."

"She's quite the looker," Astra said. "And from what you said, brilliant as well. And I think she deserves better than that idiot who dropped her to whore himself out to Fudge."

Harry shivered at the mental image.

"For sure," Harry agreed. "I had to leave her because she has to recover before work. Although she's given me an invitation to pop in at any time."

"Are you going to take her up on it?" Astra asked.

"What do you think?"

Astra smiled and Harry caught her with a kiss. Harry locked arms with these two lovely ladies and exited the house. Some familiar voices caught Harry's attention, along with the girls.

"Man, you really showed him, didn't you, Big D?"

"Yeah, that guy, he had it coming."

Harry, Astra, and Nora caught sight of Dudley and his gang making their way up the street. Obviously, Dudley did something which made him really proud of himself.

"Big D?" Astra asked. "Somehow I doubt it."

"Astra," Harry warned her.

"Just going to say hi to an old classmate," Astra said with a small smile.

Astra broke free from the ground, with Harry following her and a bemused Nora shaking her head.

"She really can't help herself," Nora murmured.

"No, she couldn't."

"Dudley deserves it though."

"That he does."

"Ah, Big D? I thought Dinky Duddydums was more appropriate."

Dudley and his gang turned. Dudley paled when he saw Astra standing there, alongside Harry. None of them could see Nora, due to Harry not letting Dudley and his gang of dimwits in on the secret.

"I agree with Astra, Dinky Duddydums was more appropriate," Harry said. "That's what his mother called him, you see. Fitting."

"Shut up," Dudley said in a low voice.

The members of Dudley's gang turned towards Harry for the first time.

"Wait, is that Potter?" Piers asked.

"It is, it's Potter," Dennis said.

Harry had been curious how they would react. He was ready to deal with them should they turn hostile. Although Dudley's gang had been surprised.

"He went to St Brutus's, didn't he?" Malcolm asked.

"He…." Dudley said.

"Yes, Dudley, I went to St. Brutus's School from Incurably Criminal Boys," Harry said. "That's what Uncle Vernon told everyone when I got sent away from being uncontrollable. Remember, Dudley?"

It was here that Harry nudged Dudley so roughly he winced. Dudley balled up his fists, but Astra's presence stopped him from doing anything too stupid. And the fact Harry was not a scrawny little git helped some as well.

"I've heard of St. Brutus's, people come there, and they never leave, at least not the same," Dennis said.

"Wow," Gordon remarked. "Potter must and look at him. He's not that scrawny little punk anymore, is he?"

"But, Potter doesn't…"

"I do, go to St. Brutus's," Harry said. "The toughest school in the entire country."

"We both do," Astra said. "And Harry and I both run that place. Isn't that right, Dudley?"

"Pretty much the baddest students in the entire school," Harry agreed.

Dudley started to gape like a fish out of water. His gang was too busy being awed by Harry to notice.

"Wow, you must be a dangerous man," Gordon said.

"He is," Malcolm said. "Why isn't he running around with us?"

"We…we don't want any part of him," Dudley said.

"Ah, Dud, you're not scared of little Harry Potter, are you?" Harry asked.

"I know he's scared of me," Astra said. "He learned his lesson when we were eight. Didn't you, popkin?"

Dudley's eye twitched at the reminder of another one of his childhood nicknames.

"Dad wouldn't like it…he's nothing but trouble," Dudley said. "He's nothing…but a…he's just…we don't want him apart of us. He's bad news. Nothing good."

"But, with a babe like that on his arm, he must be doing something right," Piers commented with a whistle.

"That's no babe, that's Astra Logue, that creepy girl who used to live next door to us," Dudley said.

"Astra?" Dennis asked. "Wow…she's changed."

"I'll say," Gordon said.

Dudley looked gobsmacked as his gang members were gawking over Astra. Harry's eyes fell onto them.

"Careful, she's with me," Harry said.

Harry's death glare caused Dudley's gang to back off.

"Oh, yeah, sure, good one, mate," Piers said nervously. "We don't mean no trouble."

"We just thought…good job," Dennis said. "Please don't break us."

"But, it would be an honor if you hang out with us sometime, I mean, we could really make everyone else tremble," Malcolm said. "The baddest guy in the neighborhood."

Dudley was doing his best impression of a tea kettle about to boil over. Harry could see the internal drama in Dudley's little peabrain. If he said anything, he would be going against his father, and even Dudley would not dare go against Vernon.

"But, he's not really bad at all," Dudley said.

"That's not what Mr. Dursley says," Piers said. "My Dad says your dad is always ranting about how that Potter is nothing but trouble. A real menace. And he could be the trouble we used to finally get to get some respect. He's really wicked."

"The worst, the biggest criminal in the neighborhood," Malcolm said.

"I wonder how bad he is," Gordon said in awe.

"Well, I once killed a teacher with my bare hands," Harry said.

"YOU DID NOT!"

Dudley started sputtering.

"And anyway, they're liars, filthy liars!" Dudley yelled. "She can't go to that school."

"And why not?" Astra asked.

"Because, it's a school for criminal boys, and you're not a boy, you're a girl!" Dudley shouted. "So you can't go to a school for criminal boys!"

"Obviously, she's such a bad ass that she got kicked out of all of the schools for criminal girls," Gordon said.

Dudley's gang nodded. Yes, yes, that made sense to them. Dudley reached over and grabbed Harry.

"Harry, buddy, I need to have a word with you, in private," Dudley said.

"Sure thing, pal," Harry said.

"Let's take a walk, mate," Dudley said.

Dudley looked absolutely furious. Astra waved at him with a smile.

"We both know where you really go to school," Dudley said in a low voice.

"Oh, well, you're welcome to tell them what a nasty liar your father is," Harry said. "I'm not sure he'd be too happy that you blew the dirty little family secret. You're not supposed to talk about my school in front of normal people, Big D."

"And I thought she was sent to the bad place," Dudley said. "For being a freak."

"Well, I'm back, popkin," Astra popped off in a sing-song voice.

"You're not dangerous, you haven't done anything impressive, you're not a bad man," Dudley said. "And that's not your gang, that's my gang, you stay away from them."

"Not worried about taking your little gang," Harry said. "I just like to see you squirm. Take it up with Uncle Vernon because he was extremely convincing in painting me as a criminal."

"I'll tell Mum you're doing you-know what!"

"Really, crying to Mummy? That's pathetic, even for you, Dursley."

A tall, buxom blonde girl, about a year or so older than Harry stepped over. Her large melons were about ready to make that tank top cry for mercy. She dressed in a short skirt and a form fitting tank-top. She stopped short and looked Harry up and down.

"Well, well, well, I don't believe it," she said. "It's been a long time, hasn't it Harry Potter? And I'm not even sure if you remember me."

"Oh, Lacey Polkiss, I remember you," Harry said. "I remember that you were a bitch to me in primary school."

Lacey offered a mock pout in response, drawing attention to her lovely lips. And what Harry would do to them.

"We've all grown since those years," Lacey said. "Admittedly, some of us grew a bit wider than others."

Lacey's look of scorn passed over Dudley. Dudley did not notice. In fact, he did his best impression of a drooling imbecile. Harry wondered if he was going to need a mop to clean up Dudley's drool.

"And you've grown in good ways," Lacey said with a smile. "Since I've last saw you…about five years ago."

Lacey moved a bit closer to Harry.

"Mmm, a lot," Lacey said while feeling up Harry's arms. "That school you go, you really must work out a lot. Must have a hell of a weightroom."

Astra rolled her eyes about how shamelessly Lacey was hitting on Harry. Nora could barely keep a straight face on how Dudley was completely gobsmacked by this.

"Daddy warned me against bad boys," Lacey said. "But, I heard bad boys give the best loving. Maybe, you can show me if that's true some time, Harry?"

Lacey blew him a little kiss.

"See you around."

She turned around and walked off. Lacey's hips swayed when she moved back. She stopped.

"Oh, and Piers, don't forget to wear clean underpants."

The rest of Dudley's gang snickered as Piers looked embarrassed by his older sister.

"You can't get with her," Dudley said.

"Why not?"

"You're already with her," Dudley said pointing to Astra. "And I thought you were with that bushy haired nightmare, the one who wouldn't shut up!"

"Harry will be with many girls by the time we're done," Astra said.

"Heading home, Dinky Duddydums. Catch you later."

Dudley cringed at a member of his gang giving him cheek.

"Tell us if you're interested, Potter."

"Well, popkin, I'm sure you must be starving," Astra said.

"After you, Big D," Harry told Dudley.

"Oh, you just wait, you just wait!" Dudley raged. "You're going to be in so much trouble by spreading all of those lies."

"Technically Vernon's the one spreading those lies. I'm just taking advantage of them."

Dudley just scoffed. And for a second, Harry thought Dudley was going to strike him. However, even Dudley realized that was not a good idea.

"He's learning," Astra murmured. "Fifteen years. It's about bloody time."

Dudley swung open the door. As Harry, Astra, and Nora followed him in. Harry caught sight of Petunia just putting the phone down.

"Mum!" Dudley howled. "Harry was sexually harassing Lacey Polkiss!"

Harry was one breath away from making a wish to deal with any fallout from Dudley's latest outlandish attempt to get him in trouble.

"Dudley, you need to get ready to leave soon, your father is going to need your help," Petunia said.

"Didn't you hear me?"

"You need to pack a bag," Petunia said. "Get about a month's worth of clothes and anything else you need in it."

"Why?" Dudley demanded.

"Marge broke her leg."

Harry could barely keep from grinning. Could not have happened to a nicer person. Well, maybe a few.

"And your father and you will be going to the farm to help her with the dogs for the rest of the summer," Petunia said. "It will be good for you."

"But, I don't want to go to Aunt Marge's!" Dudley whined. "Mum, I can't…I've got…"

"Dudley, get your arse upstairs and get your things packed, now!" Petunia shouted.

"Oooh, Evans temper, didn't know she had that in her," Astra murmured to Harry in undertone.

Dudley's mouth opened and closed. He was surprised that Petunia would not budge. And to be honest, so did he. Dudley stomped his feet on the floor.

"I don't want to go and work on the farm with those dogs," Dudley said.

"Ah, chin up, popkin," Astra said.

"I don't see why you can't go," Dudley said.

"Because, Marge doesn't want Harry there," Petunia said. "Now, get upstairs, now!"

Dudley scrambled up, stomping all the way up the stairs.

"You have guests," Petunia said to Harry. "Friends of yours."

Harry turned and noticed a party of three. Fleur, Tonks, and a third girl, a pretty Eurasian girl with redhaired, sitting and drinking tea.

"And I thought the only friends you had were that ginger boy and that bushy haired girl," Petunia said. "What were their names again?"

Harry blinked at the sudden interest.

"Nora, I wish I knew whether or not Petunia was really Petunia," Harry said.

Can never be too careful.

"Petunia is Petunia," Nora confirmed. "No Polyjuice or other spells. She's not a mirrorverse doppelganger or a shapeshifter either. Or a Bizarro clone."

"Are we sure about that last one?" Astra muttered.

"Positive," Nora said.

"Ron and Hermione, Aunt Petunia," Harry said.

"Have they even written to you this summer?"Petunia asked.

"Not lately," Harry admitted.

For a second, Harry swore he saw a disapproving scowl cross Petunia's face, but she adopted a more neutral expression. Petunia turned and noticed Astra for the first time.

"Oh, you're back," Petunia said.

"Yes, I am," Astra said.

"Would you care for some tea?"

Here, Astra almost jumped in shock.

"Sure, I guess," Astra said. "Tea would be nice."

Astra was about as weirded out about Petunia acting normal and decent as Harry was. Harry and Astra turned to Nora who shrugged.

"Did you make a wish that I don't know about?" Astra whispered.

"No," Harry said.

"Something really strange is going on here."

"Here's your tea, dear."

Astra took the tea and did a few discrete charms to test it for poison or any other tampering. One could never be too careful.

"What kind of Twilight Zone fuckery did we just fall into?" Astra asked.

"Nora, do you have an idea?" Harry asked.

"Well, you did wish for your mother's charm to be reset back to normal," Nora offered with a shrug. "Maybe that did something to Petunia?"

Harry supposed that would be as good of an explanation as anything. He needed a better idea on how Lily's charm worked. Petunia moved around checking on something in the oven.

"What did you do to her?"

Dudley lugged a bag down the steps and looked at Harry and Astra.

"You didn't use your…thing on her, did you?"

Tonks and the mystery girl both broke out into giggles, and Fleur was less transparent, laughing out loud at Dudley's choice of words.

"What?" Dudley asked.

"Phrasing, Dinky Duddydums," Harry said.

"I don't understand," Dudley said.

Needless to say, Harry figured he would go grey waiting for Dudley to understand what he said wrong.

"Why don't you be a good boy and fix me a cup of tea?" Fleur asked.

And Dudley, without questioning it, did just that.

"I used less than a percent of my power," Fleur said with a shrug.

"Oh, that's almost too easy," the mysterious girl said.

"Harry, this is one of the friends I told you about, Tulip Karasu," Tonks said. "Tulip, this is Harry Potter."

"So, I've heard," Tulip said. "Nice to meet you. You have beautiful eyes. And the rest of you isn't that bad either…by the way, is it true that you drove a Flying Car to Hogwarts?"

"Yes," Harry said. "Wait…you were one of Charlie's friends who…."

"Helped you smuggle an illegal dragon off of the Hogwarts grounds," Tulip said. 'Legendary, by the way."

"Yeah, I shouldn't have forgotten the Cloak," Harry said. "Filch caught us."

"Well, that happens to the best of us," Tonks said. "We've got a few more coming on."

Harry turned to Aunt Petunia to gauge her reaction about more magical people in the house.

"Vernon should be getting off of work right now," Petunia said. "Go wait for him."

"Thanks for the tea," Fleur said. "Go outside and wait for your father."

Dudley nodded dumbly and walked out with his bag to join his father.

"Bless his heart," Tulip said as Tonks broke out into giggles.

"Harry, could you please mind the stove for a minute?"

"Alright, Aunt Petunia."

Harry was not aware the word "please" was in Aunt's vocabulary. He moved over and it was a good thing he intervened.

"You're always so much better at cooking than I am. You remind me of Lily like that. She had the magic touch in the kitchen."

Okay, Harry wondered what was going on with Petunia. She was not acting like the Petunia Harry knew for the past fourteen years. It was kind of unsettling.

Very unsettling.

To Be Continued.