In this universe at #4 Privet Drive, the outside world saw a good normal family. Harry was in the smallest bedroom, had decent clothes, but no love. He had indifference. Vernon was paid well to take care of his nephew, Harry Potter. So he spent about a third on the family to keep Petunia happy. A third on Harry, so no one could point fingers. And a third on his hobbies, which was mainly sexual experiences with women. It was not a home made of love, though Petunia did hug her son and took care of the children and house.

It was not till Harry was seven, that he found out that this was not more than a bit, unnormal. He found Vernon going into a house on a different street. He crept into the house to hear noises coming from a room. He found a naked Vernon with a hard penis going into a hole between a strange woman. He was screaming at her to "take my cock, you whore, enjoy me fucking you, you bitch secretary." Harry watched and listened. When Vernon left, the woman cleaned up, sat in front of a vanity mirror and cried, while talking to herself. She was named Brigitte McBride.

"I have to do this, he is my boss. I need the money to support Rhonda so she can be whatever she wants and not do this, because the bastard got me pregnant and left." Harry was smart, not a genius, but brilliant. He understood that she was being forced to do this, by his uncle. Harry pondered what type of man was uncle Vernon. He then realized that maybe his home life was not normal.

By the time he was nine, he knew Uncle Vernon was a pig and not worthy. He had three girl friends, Laura Polkiss, Piers older sister, by two years. She was plain faced, but starting to get a body, at almost eleven, she was smart, she knew that there was something about Harry that she needed to stay close to. Amanda Orange was average in every way, except brains, she was nine like Harry, but six months older and a certifiable genius at an IQ of 200. She just like Laura, she knew Harry was special. Then there was Rhonda McBride, Brigitte's daughter. She had a pretty face, was smart, and helped Harry to support her mum. Harry slipped money from Dudley and Vernon, gave it to her to for her mum, for them to live. She knew Harry was special in every way, as he did not try to do what his uncle had did to her mum.

Vernon had moved on to a younger woman a year ago. Brigitte was still a secretary, but Vernon had blacklisted her, so she was stuck in a dead-end job. She was pretty, only twenty seven, her daughter was eight, almost nine, five months younger than Harry. One thing though, all three girls and their mums knew that Harry was definitely special. All three knew that their families were not normal, but Rhonda was loved by her mum, Laura was also loved by her abused mum, Sandy Polkiss. Rhonda, only had her mum Rose Orange. But her mum was a Squib and knew who Harry was. She had told him. So at age nine and three months, Harry had gone to the Goblins. He had them make marriage (concubine) contracts for his girls, as well as Brigitte McBride, Sandy Polkiss, and Rose Orange. When the girls found out he was a mage and a lord, they agreed. The Goblins had made sure that Piers went to a military academy that knew he was a bully, needing straightening out. Frank Polkiss died in an auto accident with a lorrey of British Petroleum. The adults signed the contracts for their daughters. They were shocked with the contracts with them. It required, due to ministry law, that the concubines must have sex an average of twelve times a year, but due to age can defer the amounts to be added to other years.

They were sent money. The Goblins did this as Squibs and non magical can be made concubines without the OK of the self imposed magical guardian. In the fine print though, the Goblins had the standard children clause. If they did not produce at least one child per five years, any female offspring would become bound to Harry for life with no payments required. They did not know that all three girls were witches. This changed things, as once they were proved to be witches, they became Consorts. When the Hufflepuff head of house came by the Polkiss house on Laura's birthday. She found a beaten woman and a batered Laura. Frank had just died and Piers sent away. She explained about Laura being a witch, but was interrupted. "Yes, I'll be with Harry, when he goes to school." Pomona talked about costs. Mrs. Polkiss was shaking her head, when Laura said "I got this mum. The Goblins will pay." This led to an in-depth talk about Harry Potter.

"Your, she stutters Harry Potter's Consort."

"So are the other two." More talks took place, "if what your daughter says is true, you can move out of here. Harry's family will take care of you." The woman was only twenty nine, but looked thirty nine from the wear and tear of her marriage. Pomona went back to school. She decided to have a talk to Filius and not discuss Laura. The goblins got right on the job, they set up a huge house to be called Potter's Place, but known to the non magical as a home for single women with children.

They were able to get Amanda and Rhonda's mums to move in also. Rose talked to Amanda about the contract she signed. She told the others about it. "Unless you or the girls are witches, the girls are basically slaves of House Potter" After the yelling, Rose said, "that the House of Potter was one of the few houses that did not carry it out to the extreme. They didn't sell your body to whomever they wanted, they try to help their girls." Rose, Brigitte, and Sandra talked into the evening. Yes they were concubines. But it looked like all three of their girls were witches, which moved them up to Consorts. They discussed their daughters and their feelings. Rose told the other two, knowing the contract, but not the fine print. "I planned on giving myself to Harry, once he hits puberty. It is a simple reason. Any child he gives me will in all likelihood be magical. They will not be his heirs, but will be a Potter, thus well of and taken care of."

The talking and drinking had went on. Laura, Rhonda, and Amanda had sat on the stairs and listened. They looked at each other. Laura spoke: "I know we are all witches, but from what our mums are saying, Harry will have sex with them and have babies. I want Harry's babies also, what about you two." They all agreed, of course their ages made it sound exciting. Amanda put in that: "We are only going to be Consorts, so we need to find him a wife that we can all be comfortable with." Again the other two agreed. Rhonda then spoke up. "With their being four houses, but Slytherin not sounding very good and Gryffindor being to brash. I think we need to be in either Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw." Again the other two agreed. "So whatever House I'm in, I will make feelers and during summer holidays I will inform all three of you what is going on. Agreed." "Yes" from both the others.

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