Where There's a Will.
Lavender entered the house, while slowly unbuttoning her blouse as she approached Harry.
"I'll be sticking around for a while," Lavender said. "Mum's over in 's investigating the strange disturbances over there during the years. The most notorious would be that of that Ministry witch, Bertha Jorkins."
"Hopefully, your mother is careful," Harry said. "Voldemort was behind that one, and Wormtail."
Lavender shuddered at the mere mention of Voldemort. Harry pulled her into his arms and kissed her lightly. Lavender returned the kiss even more hungrily while pausing. She ran her hands down Harry's naked body.
"When Mum smells a story, she goes for it, no matter what the consequences," Lavender said. "And she smells a lot of BS coming out of the Daily Prophet these days. I just hope she doesn't run into…any trouble."
Harry lightly rubbed Lavender's back. She was worried, although that came for the territory of her mother's job.
"Not sure where he is these days, Voldemort, I mean," Harry said.
"Well, he could be around any corner," Lavender said. "I told Mum I was staying with friends while she was gone and I figured you could use the company. But, don't worry, I'm going to make things…more than worth your while."
"You have my interest, and my attention."
"I figured as much."
Lavender wrapped her hand around Harry's cock and started to stroke it. She turned and smiled.
"So, who is the well-fucked blonde on the couch?" Lavender asked.
"Doctor Harleen Quinzel, my psychiatrist," Harry said with Lavender's soft, warm hand working over. "We went over a lot today. Still got a lot to go over, as my life is a bit of a mess."
"Well, it's good to see you're thinking of yourself and getting yourself sorted out."
And Lavender dropped to her knees before Harry without another word and took his cock into her mouth. The gorgeous cock-sucker leaned in. The buxom blonde witch dove all the way down onto his manhood and groaned while sucking Harry into her mouth. Harry edged faster into her throat, making him groan.
Lavender leaned in and worshiped her god. She made several loud, lewd sounds when pressing down onto him. After the small taste Lavender got from Harry at the club, she wanted more. Harry gripped onto her ponytail and started to facefuck her. Harry's prick drove all the way down into her throat from behind. Lavender leaned in to devour Harry's manhood.
Oh, fuck, Lavender needed more. She needed so much more. It was obscene just how much of Harry's cock pushed into her throat. Harry ground his cock up and down against the back of her throat and drove his manhood down her throat. Lavender used her lips and tongue to pleasure Harry's cock, while letting her clothes drop to the ground. Lavender's large tits rubbed against Harry's legs while she polished his knob.
"So, is your mother interested in a steady job?" Harry asked.
Lavender released Harry's cock from her mouth and used her tits to pleasure him, so she could properly talk to Harry. Harry leaned in and worked his cock up and down between their tits. Lavender edged her tits up and down onto his cock, and worked him over.
"Maybe," Lavender agreed while furiously wanking Harry off with her chest.
"There should be a counter to the Daily Prophet and their lies," Harry said.
Lavender's chest heaved with her sigh.
"Oh, people have tried," Lavender said. "But, unless you're a niche paper like Witch Weekly or the Quibbler, and let's face it, those two papers aren't what you read for serious news, the competition is snuffed out. It's…mmm…the Daily Prophet is ruthless about snuffing out the competition…damn you're making it hard to concentrate."
Harry cupped her tits and shoved his cock between them. Lavender worked her magic on him.
"The Ministry backs them up," Lavender said. "Although a competing paper, backed by the might of Harry Potter, is a good…idea. I'll talk to Mum when she gets back, there's a lot of disenfranchised journalists who are upset with the Prophet and how they operate, who have been shut out of their jobs due to not toeing the line."
Lavender used her funbags to pleasure Harry, and edged him further with her tits.
"And as much as I can't stand the woman, Rita Skeeter knows where a lot of the bodies are buried," Lavender said. "If you can…somehow get her on your side…you can really make something happen."
"I have leverage over her," Harry said. "That's why she hasn't been around at all this summer. Well, Hermione does, but I don't necessarily need Hermione to make Rita toe the line."
Not anymore Harry mentally summarized, and Lavender moved over. She lost herself to the feeling of Harry's manhood pressing up against her warm tits. Lavender used her knockers to thrill Harry and edge him. And then she released Harry. Lavender lightly kissed his twitching, throbbing cock.
With a smile, Lavender pulled off the rest of her clothes. She was naked and it was a glorious sight. Lavender ground her wet pussy against Harry and leaned in for a kiss.
"I masturbated myself raw all last night," Lavender purred. "Thinking about this big cock inside of me."
"Well, don't think any longer. Do."
"Oooh, I thought you'd never ask."
Harry groped Lavender's arse, overlooked with her tits being so prominent. Lavender rose up and dropped down onto him. She impaled herself down onto Harry's cock. Harry leaned deep into her and made Lavender cry out in pleasure. Harry buried his face between Lavender's tits and sucked them.
"Oooh, baby, this is what you needed for a long time!" Lavender cooed in his ear. "And I needed this!"
Harry felt up Lavender's wet-dream inducing body. Every touch made her quiver for him. He speared the gorgeous witch up and down onto his cock with each plunge driving her down onto him. Her tits slapped into his face and that was not necessarily a bad thing. Harry cupped her tits and channeled magic through them which made Lavender lose herself on Harry.
"It's about time for you to live up to your potential," Lavender said as Harry sucked vigorously on her right nipple. "Although certain people might not like it at all."
"Well, I might have outgrown needing the approval of certain people."
Harry rapidly speared into Lavender's body and brought her to a shaking orgasm. Lavender wrapped her arms around Harry tightly and pressed herself down onto his body. Lavender came vigorously all over him. Harry tensed his fingers around her nipples and released them as she came all over him.
"Hello Nurse!"
Harley rose up and watched Lavender's bouncing up and down on Harry's cock, completely transfixed. She leaned in.
"This is Lavender," Harry said. "And Lavender…"
"Doctor Quinzel…charmed," Lavender said.
"Call me Harley."
Harley captured Lavender's lips with a huge kiss. The two stunning and stacked blondes made out with each other. Harry reached between Harley's legs and cupped her pussy while Lavender continued to ride him up and down. The two make out with each other hungrily and then with Harry. Lavender used her pussy to guide Harry's cock down into her tight body.
Lavender pulled herself up and kissed down Harry's chest. Harley joined Lavender and the two frantically worshipped every inch of Harry, making him feel like he was on top of the world. Harry leaned in.
"Double your pleasure, double your fun?" Harley asked.
"Exactly what I was thinking," Lavender said.
Lavender and Harley wrapped their tits around Harry's huge cock and pleasured them. The double titty fuck pressed deep inside of her.
"Oh, yes," Lavender breathed.
"His cock feels so good," Harley said. "See, honey, you should get to know the other witches from your year at Hogwarts, a lot better. Don't stick with the vanilla flavor that you have. Branch out. Although, I think Hermione might be a lot better if you remove that stick she has rammed in her ass and replace it with…"
"Let's not talk about her right now," Harry said.
"Right, she's a mood killer until you figure out what's going on," Harley said. "Perfecctly understand."
Lavender and Harley competed to see who could pleasure Harry the most with their tits. Harry leaned in and shoved his cock deeper between them. Lavender and Harley edged Harry repeatedly with their tits, although they managed to pull away.
"Mmm!"
Harley and Lavender exchanged a hot and passionate kiss with each other. Harry ran his hands down every inch of these pair of buxom blonde babes. They begged for his touching and Harry ran his hands down their bodies. He leaned in and pushed deep into Harley from behind.
"Pull my hair!" Harley screamed. "Fuck me like the slut I am. YES, OH YES!"
Harry plowed deeper into Harley from behind. The weight of his balls slapped down onto her thighs and pushed deeper into her. Harry leaned all the way into her and make Harley just cum around his cock. Harry edged Harley to anothe orgasm. Harry edged into her.
"Ooh, destroy that eager slut."
Harry plunged deep into Lavender next and drove his fat cock into the depths of her body. Lavender released and enveloped Harry's cock. Harry edged deeper inside of Lavender and pressed down into her body. He slapped her ass and then milked her swinging tits.
A few rounds between Harley and Lavender, with both of them eagerly taking his cock into them. Harry focused most of his attention on Lavender and groped her swinging milkers quite eagerly.
"I wonder if you can use magic to make these things drip with milk," Harley said before sucking on Lavender's nipple.
Something to research later, Harry mused as he played with Lavender's glorious knockers.
"Closer," Harry groaned.
"YES!" Lavender screamed. "FILL ME UP!"
Harry did and leaned into her. Lavender had been a good girl and taken a contraceptive potion this morning, although she did wonder if Harry could neutralize any potion with his sheer force of will. The thought made Lavender grip Harry. Harry grunted with a few more pumps, Harry spilled his seed inside of her.
Lavender Brown took all of Harry's load like a queen. Harry pasted her insides and filled her up. Every last drop of seed erupted inside of her body until the point where Harry finished off to her. Lavender tightened and released him to the last moment.
The second Harry finished inside of her, Harley crawled between Harry's legs and sucked him until he was hard again. The moment Harry was hard, Harley prepared to ride him again.
"Feel free to join us whenever you recover, mmm kay?"
Harley pushed down onto Harry's manhood while Lavender laid a few feet away from them, dripping and drooling. Harry took Harley on a hell of a ride as she rose and dropped on him.
Zari and Astra took Petunia shopping for some new clothes for herself and also a more proper wardrobe for Harry. Well, Harry could wish for one, he guessed, but he got satisfaction out of making Petunia pick out and buy clothes for him. And Astra looked positively gleeful about burning the rest of Dudley's old cast-offs.
Who was Harry to deprive her of some fun?
Harry sat at the cafe and waited for Erika's shift to end.
"Anything I can get you, handsome?" she asked.
"What I'm looking for is only available after hours," Harry said. "But in the meantime, a cup of coffee would do me well."
"Dark, just like you like it, right?" Erika asked while casually rubbing his crotch. "With a little bit of sugar…oh, and my shift ends in about five minutes…so it will be about ten by the time I take you home."
"I always like eating takeout," Harry told her.
Erika slipped her hand briefly down Harry's pants before walking off to get Harry's coffee. Erika's swaying hips brought Harry's attention to her beautiful chocolate legs and succulent arse.
"I'm expecting a big tip for my services," Erika said while casually unbuttoning the top button on her waitress uniform. "But, it's going to be so big, I don't want the other waitresses to get jealous. So, I'm going to have to receive it…after hours."
Erika stumbled and sat down on Harry's lap for a second. She teased him by grinding her arse down onto him.
Harry sipped his coffee, while Erika gave him the "bedroom eyes" as the seconds ticked down.
"Well, you should join me now that I'm getting off."
Harry walked behind Erika. Why wouldn't he? Her swaying arse drew Harry's attention.
"My apartment's just one block down," Erika said. "We'll take care of your little problem when I get you in."
The drive was short, with Harry and Erika making it to the apartment in no time. The ebony waitress kept flashing Harry a smile and licked her lips. Another button came undone, almost as if Harry's magic willed it to do so.
The two walked up the steps. No sooner did Erika and Harry cross the threshold of her apartment, Erika pounced Harry. She kissed him like a hungry woman. Her legs wrapped around Harry as he held her up. Harry felt up her legs and also ran his fingers underneath her uniform to cup her arse. It was obvious that Erika was wearing a thong underneath her pants.
"Fleur spent all last night describing your prowess in great detail," Erika said. "All of the things you did to her in the past…sit down, honey."
Erika ground atop Harry's body and performed a lapdance for him. Her body swayed to some imaginary music, and she stripped off her uniform. She dressed in a lacy black bra and matching thong. Harry ran his hands down her fit and athletic body. And then Erika took her time in undressing Harry. She stroked and worshipped every inch of his body until his undershorts remained.
"I'm going to enjoy this, Daddy."
That last word came out in a lustful purr. Erika pressed her lips against Harry's neck and suckled on it. Harry uclipped her bra and allowed Erika's large dark tits to come out. He spun her around and pushed her on the couch. The only thing that separated them was their underwear. Harry kissed her aggressively. He moved down. Those dark nipples stood up and demanded to be sucked. Harry leaned in and sucked Eirka's right nipple and then her left nipple. Erika's fingers raked down his body and she moaned, hotly building up with pleasure.
"Let me suck your cock, Daddy."
Harry was not about to say no. Erika's frantic kisses peppered every inch of Harry's length. The stunning waitress moved her lips down and pulled Harry's pants down.
"Oooh, this is a beautiful cock," Erika said. "Can I play?"
"Of course."
"Mmm, and you smell so good and taste even better," Erika said. "I can't wait to get this down into my mouth and into my throat…just like that right now."
Harry slammed his big cock down into her throat, with Erika swallowing his length and sucking him off. Erika leaned in and lavished plenty of praise and worship down his cock. Harry leaned in and the ebony goddess sucked his cock loudly. Harry pushed a hand down into the back of her head and shoved down into her throat.
"Make sure you worship my balls."
Erika took Harry's balls into her mouth and sucked them. Oh, she was something else. Eagerly sucking him. The gorgeous stunner leaned in and slurped on Harry, edging him a little bit more. Harry plunged down into her mouth, as Erika alternated between sucking on his cock and his balls.
Then Erika plunged down and took Harry into her throat. She inhaled him. Erika's mouth bobbed up and down on Harry's length until he shoved himself into her throat. He held on and plunged with tighter thrusts into her mouth. Harry edged further down and made her gulp hard for him.
"Here we go," Harry grunted in pleasure.
Harry slammed down into Erika's throat. Erika took a huge load into her mouth and she took some of it on her face. She looked so hot, Harry's cum splattered down her gorgeous face. Erika rubbed Harry's cock while making kissy faces. She kissed and worshipped his manhood, driving him down into her mouth with more rapid plunges.
"Perfect," Erika said. "Let me show you my bedroom."
Erika gave Harry's cock a little squeeze before leading him to the bedroom. And waiting on the bed, was Fleur, dressed in a sexy black and green corset.
"Fancy meeting you here, Ms. Delacour."
Fleur just responded by kissing Harry and then she turned to Erika, giving her an eager kiss. Fleur reached back and rubbed Harry's cock. Fleur's soft and able hand jerked him up and down.
"Erika gave me a key last night, "Fleur said. "I think she enjoyed how I sat on her face while edging her to the point of madness, while telling her about what we got up to."
Harry's cock was throbbing and now Fleur had Erika's panties off and fingering her. Erika's wet pussy clamped around Fleur's finger. Fleur pulled out and tasted the drippings.
"She's ready for you, "Fleur said.
Fleur gave Harry's cock one last firm tug and then let it go. Erika looked up at Harry, with her legs spread. Harry climbed atop of her and pinned her down onto the bed. Erika let out another cry when Harry felt up her body. Erika wrapped her arms and legs around him and with another plunge, Harry slammed deep inside of her.
"OOOH, GOD, YOU'RE SO FUCKING BIG!" Erika yelled. "You are such a god…the god of fucking!"
Harry pushed into Erika's warm and wet pussy. Damn, she felt so good wrapped around him. It was almost like she was going to suck him inside of her body. Harry tightened his grip around her and pounded Erika's, while Fleur used a dildo which resembled Harry's cock to fuck herself raw.
"Pound her until she can't think straight," Fleur said. "Oh, make sure this bitch is properly bleached!"
Harry pounded deep inside of the ebony goddess from above. Harry thrusted deeper and deeper inside of her. Those fingers reached down. He used Erika's tits as toys and made her moan. She was such a moaning, groaning slut, she could hardly take more of them.
"Yes, I'm a slut for you, baby!" Erika cried. "And you're going to tip me, aren't you? Tip me big! I'm going to always reward such a big tipper!"
Erika cranked her pussy walls around Harry and milked him vigorously. Harry slammed down into her. His balls slapped into her. Harry's big cock plowed into her. The skilled thrusts brought Harry deeper into her. Harry's forceful thrusts and his eager hands brought Erika to orgasm after orgasm.
"Wreck me with your BWC, "Erika cooed.
"Big white cock," Fleur helpfully translated.
"Choke me, Daddy!"
Harry obliged Erika and he wrapped his hands around her throat. This only caused Erika's inner muscles to tighten around his tool. Harry pounded her deeper and made her cum all over him. Erika moaned aggressively as Harry buried his cock inside of her.
The positions shifted. Erika now was on top of Harry and riding him. The glorious view of her gorgeous chocolate titties bouncing up and down was quite the sight to behold. Erika rode him a little bit faster and made herself cum all over him.
"Eager, aren't we?"Harry asked.
Harry leaned in and sucked those chocolate milkers to Erika's very vocal encouragement. Harry leaned in and sucked her tits. Fleur threw her head back and masturbated herself raw as Erika came over and over again. Harry squeezed Erika's tits.
"Simply magic," Erika said. "Oooh, Fleur, you naughty slut!"
Fleur licked Erika's ass while she rode Harry and squeezed Harry's balls. Erika came all over Harry. Then it was Harry's turn as he fired a huge load of cum inside of her. Erika's insides wrapped tightly around Harry, as he pumped every last drop of cum into her body.
The smug tightness of her pussy coaxed a huge load out of Harry's balls. Erika collapsed down onto the bed, her pussy gaping and flooded with Harry's cum.
"I just love a properly bleached black bitch."
Fleur's tongue teased Erika's slit. Fleur Delacour was a huge fan of diversity, because why shouldn't bitches from different backgrounds submit and succumb to the power of her master? Fleur gobbled up the creampie and then Harry was behind her. Harry used that magic tongue and tasted the sweet sensation of her.
"You can sit on her face later," Harry said. "Right now, I'm going to fuck you senseless."
The matter of fact way Harry laid it out right there made Fleur shiver. Harry grabbed ahold of Fleur and slammed himself into her in the bed. Harry rocked her over and over again, with his cock pounding into her. Harry leaned in and teased Erika's aching clit while sucking on Fleur's breasts.
"Oooh, God!" Erika moaned.
"He is, I told you that," Fleur said while slightly rolling her eyes.
Harry made her eyes roll for a different reason. He pounded her and sucked on her tits hard. Harry ran his hands down Fleur's soft legs. The only hair she had was on the top of her head, so she was bare and smooth. Harry leaned in and pounded Fleur, while kissing down her body.
The combination of chocolate and vanilla made Harry throb. Erika rose up.
"It's my turn to sit on your face, you French Slut."
And without another word, Erika drove herself on Fleur and smothered her face between Fleur's dark thighs. She viewed, eagerly, Harry's bitch tamer slamming into the French tart beneath both of them. Harry squeezed Erika's breasts and then did Fleur's and made them cum.
"Breed that slut!" Erika yelled out. "Make her a baby factory!"
Harry leaned in and shoved deep inside of Fleur. Harry groaned and Fleur's allure went out of control. And thus it ramped up the lust this threesome was feeling. Harry edged inside of her until he finally lost his nut inside of Fleur. Fleur tightened and released his cock, allowing every last drop of cum into Fleur's waiting body.
Rope after rope of his cum fired down into her. Fleur milked him hot and tight and made him groan when busting a huge nut inside of her. Harry emptied enough cum into Fleur to seed a small village of women.
And despite this, Harry was still hard. Fleur's swollen stomach and overstuffed pussy had been briefly in his line of sight. Erika leaned in and kissed Harry.
"No Refractory Period?" Erika asked.
"It goes down when I'm done with you," Harry said.
"Good ,because I'm not done with you," Erika said. "I'm going to ride you until you drop. Or I do."
Erika descended down onto Harry's manhood. Fleur would recover in a few more seconds, but Erika was going to take every inch of him.
Harry sensed there was something interesting about this woman. She had a unique energy of her own, and her sexual appetite had been strong because of it. It was similar to Fleur, although at the same time ,something different. Harry reached in and cupped Erika's tits before sucking on them hard.
Erika screamed her head off when bouncing like a mad woman.
Well, between these two nymphos, Harry's Saturday night plans were pretty much set in stone.
Harry had several books on magical law in front of him and he was taking furious notes, with the help of Penny and Nora. The fact Tonks sent them an owl just a little bit ago, saying that she would be bringing her mother over tonight, made Harry want to prepare to learn all he could. As Harry read a book on magical law, his expression darkened.
Namely the part on magical binding contacts. Harry realized exactly how much standing the so-called magically binding contract in the Triwizard Tournament is.
"The entire magical contract thing for the Triwizard was a lie," Harry said. "An underage wizard could not consent to a magically binding contract, without the consent of their guardian. Which was Aunt Petunia."
Harry turned to Petunia who had been in the process of rearranging a few things and frowning. She looked particularly disgusted at one vase.
"Aunt Petunia?" Harry asked.
"Yes," Petunia asked.
"Did they ask you if it was okay if I competed in the Triwizard Tournament?" Harry asked.
"Given that I had no idea you were even in that tournament until you told me a few days ago, that should be obvious," Petunia said. "So, Dumbledore let you illegally compete in this tournament and no one said anything against it."
"The only thing binding you to the tournament was your own sense of honor," Nora said. "And a bunch of adults gaslighting you into believing that you had no choice."
"Honestly, it's almost like Dumbledore wanted Voldemort to return," Penny said.
"Oh, don't speak that theory in front of Astra," Nora said. "She has some strong opinions regarding Dumbledore's negligence in that. Come to think of it, I do too."
Harry read up about the Wizengamot, the Wizarding Court. Dumbledore was the Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot, or at least he was, until he had been suspended. Although, they were not too prompt in finding a replacement, which made Harry wonder if anyone was suited for the role. Hell, Harry wondered about the other members of the court. And he wondered how one qualified to be on the court.
Or really what the court did. The last relevant thing they did was the Death Eater trials and those had been mostly for show, from what Harry could read. And most of the recent laws had been passed from a decree straight from the office of Cornelius Fudge himself.
"And I feel like it would be too much to wish that the Wizengamot would actually do their job," Harry grumbled.
"Yes, it would be," Nora said. "The problem is, you've got a lot of people on that court who will cling to their seats until their dying breath. And they're struggling to be relevant. I won't say everyone on that court is bad, but a many members of the court jsut show up enough to qualify for their gold and they're pretty much in seclusion for the rest of the year."
"Wonderful," Penny said. "Hey, this book on magical wills is interesting."
"It is," Harry said. "Almost as interesting as the ones for magical contracts. And speaking of wish, did my parents' have a will?"
"They should," Penny suggested. "They were in danger, in the middle of a war, with a dark lord after them because they defied him so many times. It almost seems foolish not to have one."
"Well, if they did, I doubt it was followed at all," Harry said. "Dumbledore brought me here the next day, Hagrid said. Not enough time to properl unseal a will, even with magic."
"It wasn't honored," Petunia said. "Your mother and I, we weren't on good terms during that time and she would not have put me on the list of approved guardians if something happened. In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if she left instructions never to send you here no matter what. And yet, Dumbledore did."
"And yet, Dumbledore did," Harry murmured. "I wish I had a copy of my parents' will."
A copy of an official document appeared in front of Harry, just as Astra walked into the kitchen. Nora offered her a butterbeer which she took.
"Andromeda turn up yet?" Astra asked.
"She'll be here in a little bit," Harry said. "Just wished up a copy of my parents' will."
"Oh, Mum wanted a copy of that, but she had never been able to track it down," Astra said. "This is why the custody fight over you dragged on for years. And just when Dumbledore ran out of options, the accident happened."
Harry read the will. All of the assets would go to Lily if something happened to James and Harry if something happened to Lily. Harry read through and found it interesting that he had several investments in both the magical and non-magical world, beyond the gold he had at Gringotts.
Another thing for Harry to look into more closely when he had a chance to breath.
"We're going to have to go over all that later," Harry said. "Guardianship…here we go. Natalie and Sirius are on the top of the list being my godmother and godfather respectfully."
"Patricia Rakepick," Nora read. "Oh, that's an interesting one."
"Andromeda Tonks is on there as well," Harry said. "And Richard and Mabel Wood? I assume that's Oliver's parents. Boy wouldn't that have been an interesting childhood. Well, I would have known what Quidditch was before Hogwarts. The Bones family, the Greengrasses, as well, Amos and Kayla Diggory, well that's interesting. And some woman named Sandra Woosan. And…who is Eliza Danvers?"
"Oh, I don't know her well, but I've met her daughters," Astra said with a small smile.
Apparently, Eliza Danvers and Sandra Woosan were friends of his mother. Harry would have to look them up some time. Hell, Harry wondered if anyone in this will would
"Pettigrew's here?" Harry asked.
"I know, but they were friends with him and trusted him enough to be their secret keeper," Nora said. "Something happened to Peter. It changed him. Bad."
Nora's assessment made perfect sense.
"No Lupin?" Harry asked.
"Well, I doubt they would have let him take you in, with Professor Lupin's affliction," Penny said. "And he's a good teacher, but there's something about him where…I don't know, he feels like he…."
"He doesn't think too highly of himself," Harry said. "And he is indebted to Dumbledore."
Lupin was another person which Harry was not sure where he stood with the more he thought of it. But, given that Lupin did not even bother to write to Harry since they parted ways at Hogwarts, Harry did not think too much about the man.
"Nothing about the Secret Keeper in here," Astra said. "Damn, that would have been useful."
Harry nodded, it would have been. A knock on the door and Petunia moved over to answer it. After a moment, Tonks arrived, and a gorgeous brunette woman, who could easily pass as a Muggle business woman appeared. She carried a briefcase and everything. She greeted Harry with a warm smile.
"Hello, Harry, it's nice to finally be able to see you again," Andromeda said. "I'm Andromeda Tonks."
"Pleased to meet you, Mrs. Tonks," Harry said.
"Please, call me Andromeda," Andromeda said while Harry took her hand and kissed it.
"He's a charmer, isn't he, Mum?" Tonks asked.
"Astra?" Andromeda asked. "Is that you?"
Andromeda did the smallest of surprised double takes.
"Hello, Andromeda," Astra said.
"I was really sorry to hear about your mother, and that entire situation was tragic," Andromeda said. "She was really excited about taking full custody of Harry and then taking you two out of this toxic situation and leaving the country. She had it with Dumbledore and his games. I remember the last time I talked to her and she said that it was all worth it to see Harry happy and safe. And then it happened, the accident."
Astra closed her eyes. Harry took her hand and she relaxed.
"Dumbledore claimed you had been sent to live with your father," Andromeda said. "And yet, I looked him up a few months later, and I found out he's dead. And you were nowhere to be found."
Astra sighed.
"My situation…is complicated," Astra said. "Very complicated. But, no, Mum was dead, I never made it to my father, and good riddance to him."
Here, Tonks, Penny, and Nora all looked uncomfortable. Wisely, Andromeda stepped back from that subject.
"Oh, honey, I'm sorry…but I'm glad you're here and safe right now," Andromeda said.
"It was a long road," Astra said.
Astra leaned in closer to Harry.
"Dumbledore arranged to have you sent back," Andromeda said. "And double-downed on your security, so no magical people could visit you without him clearing it."
That raised an eyebrow on Harry's part.
"But, something changed, didn't it?" Andromeda asked. "I've been trying to petition for custody for you every single year since Natalie's accident and Dumbledore's shut me down and said that it was in your best interests that you stay here."
"It wasn't," Petunia murmured as she looked at her feet.
"I'm glad you tried to do something," Harry said. "You put in more effort than a lot of adults in my life."
"I must have sent that damn petition every single year, but it was just the same," Andromeda said. "Dumbledore said that I had no right."
"Bullocks," Harry said. "You have more of a right than most. Including Dumbledore."
Harry slid the copy of the will in front of Andromeda. It only took one simple charm to verify how authentic it was. Andromeda frowned wen reading it.
"So, Sirius, Natalie and Rakepick," Andromeda murmured. "And then I'm fourth on the list. I don't know how you got this but…this is incredible. Dumbledore's not even mentioned in this will."
"My parents never considered him to be a potential guardian," Harry said.
"So, what Dumbledore did was not only annoying, but illegal," Andromeda said. "Especially if he knew about this will. And it's almot as illegal as him allowing your particpation in the Triwizard Tournament."
"Why do you think he did it?" Harry asked.
"Well, I can't even fathom why Dumbledore makes some of the choices he does," Andromeda said. "They get more batshit with each passing year. But, I think he thinks that he can't get in any real trouble, because he's spent the past few decades making himself irreplaceable. Every wizard of consequence has shown promise after him Dumbledore's thumb, dead, or branded as a dark wizard. He might have his periods where he's out of favor like now, but the masses always turn back to him, because who else do they have?"
Dumbledore did not give them a choice.
"And he's not going to live forever," Tonks said.
"He really hasn't thought about where he would leave this world after he's gone," Penny said.
Andromeda brushed her hair back.
"Dumbledore expected you to be ignorant and secluded from anyone who could question what he was doing. But, something changed. Your friends, I can't vouch for the type of people they are. But, they aren't the types to think critically about a situation."
Harry sighed. He was coming to that conclusion himself.
"And they wouldn't look past Dumbledore's word and do their own research about how wrong this is," Andromeda said. "You were both underage and also the cup was charmed into accepting a fourth school. Both instances should have invalidated your participation straight away and launched a formal investigation into tampering with the cup.
"And yet it didn't," Harry said. "And Crouch backed it up, because he was underneath the Imperius Curse. And Bagman's…."
"A blithering idiot who has taken one too many Bludgers to the head," Tonks summarized. "Oh, come on Mum, you know it's true."
"That's not the point," Andromeda said. "Dumbledore is either aiding and abetting fraud, which is subject up to five to ten years in Azkaban, or he believes you should be considered an adult in the eyes of magic. Neither of these options are good for Dumbledore."
Andromeda looked a bit tense.
"I wonder how many other people tried to petition for me but were blocked," Harry said.
"A few, although I think most agreed to back off when Dumbledore had a talk with them," Andromeda said. "But, I'm not scared of Dumbledore. The only thing which named Petunia as your guardian was an order put through Dumbledore and co-signed by then Minister Bagnold."
"He has no right to make that decision," Astra said. "He has no right."
"And yet he does," Tonks murmured darkly.
"We're talking about a man who leaves a child on a doorstep in November with just a letter," Petunia said. "And with a thinly disguised threat that it would be in our best interests to take Harry in because he'll be watching."
Andromeda was not too pleased with how Petunia and Vernon treated their nephew, and how Petunia treated Lily when she was alive, but that was really unfair.
"Damn it Dumbledore," Andromeda said. "Harry, you should sign this, and Petunia, you should sign this as well. It is an agreement that will prevent me from telling anyone anythig I learn here, without your permission."
Harry and Petunia took some time to read over the document.
"It's a typical non-disclosure agreement," Petunia explained. "Vernon's very familiar with them."
Harry decided not to ask why. Both signed it.
"You're his guardian for the moment, but I will be challenging that fact, especially since I have the will," Andromeda said. "And with the other three top choices either dead, in Azkaban, or on the run right now, I have the best chance right now. Especially with Dumbledore not in any official position of power."
"Strike him down while he's weak," Astra said.
"Although, you do have a lot you need to tell me," Andromeda said. "And now that this non-disclosure agreement is signed, you can tell me anything and everything."
The fact Fudge was an easily manipulated idiot when his public image was on the line worked to
"Oooh, boy," Harry murmured. "Penny put on a pot of tea. This is going to be a long night."
Tonks just shivered. Harry told her enough to make her think this was an understatement. . Harry's first four years at Hogwarts had been almost as wild as her time and that was saying something.
To Be Continued.