A/N: What is said between ^…^ is said in thought to another.
A/N: for all of you who are wondering. Yes, there will be seven wives, yet Harry will only be with Bella and Daphne. How will I get myself out of this? Just keep reading the story.
A/N: Harry Potter is not mine; this is a story from a fan.
(BSC 3 C21) C79 Dementors, Dementors, Dementors.
Daphne had walked over to the corner and sat down on the ground. She just sat there as the others were talking among themselves or with the founders. She looked up slowly when she felt someone sitting down next to her. Even if she hadn't looked up she knew in her heart that it would be Bella who would be the first to come to her.
Bella sat down quietly and just gazed at her trying to figure out what was bothering her future sister wife with whom she would share Harry. She gazed up and motioned for Harry to come sit by them. She didn't know why but something inside her told her she would need him with this.
Harry had been talking to his friends when he saw Daphne making her way over to the corner. First, he wanted to go after her but before he could take a step he saw Bella doing what he wanted to do. He waited and figured that Bella could do a much better job than he ever could. When he saw her waving him over he knew that there was way more to Daphne than he could know or thought.
"Daphne, what is wrong," Bella asked her as she gazed over at Harry before she looked back at Daphne.
Daphne didn't react or even look up at Bella's question.
Bella waited and waited but four seconds later she had enough. "Come on Daph what is wrong," she asked again a little more determent.
Daphne shrugged her shoulders as she gazed into the eyes of Bella completely ignoring Harry who was sitting in front of her Crouched so he could look her in the eye. It wasn't deliberate but while she was deep in her thoughts she hadn't seen him sitting there. "Bella, How can I marry Harry when I know all this" she whispered as small tears were building in the corners of her eyes.
From all the answers Bella expected this wasn't the one she thought she would get. "Well, I don't see the problem. We both agreed to marry him and share him so as long as you promise to love me just as much as you would love Harry I don't see the problem" Bella told her with a cheeky grin.
"You don't understand Bella", Daphne told her as she threw her hands in the air in a frustrated way. "Harry is the husband of Zanita right".
Bella nodded with a frown.
"I know she is a magical entity, but she is still his wife. She is also made of my blood that makes her my mother or blood adopted mother. Now because Harry is her husband he also became my father. Not only is he my father but his blood helped to create Zanita which makes him my brother. So I would be marrying my father and my brother. So if that isn't enough you have my mother who sees him as her son, my sister who sees him as her big brother. And you who I see as a sister, who will be with Harry which would make him my brother in-law. So as I see it, if I marry Harry I would not only marry my Lover but also my father three times my brother, my brother in-law and the man I love".
Bella looked at Daphne with her mouth hanging agape. She tried to say something, something to reassure Daphne of her feelings but couldn't think of anything to say. After five minutes she did the only thing she could think of and started to laugh.
Just before Daphne could snap at her for being an unfeeling bitch (she was getting mad and even more agitated by Bella's laughter) Bella took her in a hug and held her very close while she told her she loved her.
"Oh, Daphne, how could you even think something like that. Harry is her husband, yes, but he is not your father. I think she is more of a sister wife to us than something else. He isn't your brother, however, your mother or Astoria may feel about him, he isn't".
Daphne wanted to interrupt but Bella went on.
Now the blood you shared to create Zanita was the other way then it has to be for Harry to be your brother. First, there is the mother than the child. In this instance, there were the children first and then there was the mother. If it would be the right way than you all would be the parents of Zanita" Bella explained.
Bella gazed around the chamber before she lowered her head a little closer to Daphne. "But if you want to keep thinking that way, then think about the roles we can play when we are older and in our bedroom".
Daphne gazed up at Bella before she started to blush. "Bella we aren't old enough yet".
"I know but you are thinking about it".
"BELLA I…I ..". Daphne pushed the shoulder of Bella and smiled a little smile.
Harry who was still sitting in front of Daphne ignored the byplay the both had. Slowly he took her hand which startled her a bit. Harry smiled his lopsided smile and squeezed her hand a little. "And Daphne, do you think you can be my wife now that it is all cleared up like this, or do I have to give the contract to Draco".
The face of Daphne went from joy to horror; she wiggled her nose and said "EEUUWWW". The idea alone could turn Daphne of boys for a long time. He would be the last boy she would touch even if he was the last on earth. "I rather date a Hippogriff than that piece of slime".
This had the marvelous effect of Bella and Harry rolling on the floor holding their ribs with Bella saying. "Can you see it Harry, Daphne walking down the aisle with a hippogriff".
Daphne had a little scowl on her face and was about to open her mouth when there was a scream from a little girl that sounded in real terror.
Everyone stopped at ones with talking and looked at the ceiling of the chamber. It was clear to all of them that they were right under the great hall and not deep under need the castle which they thought. But it also confused them a bit because dinner was in full blast. There was a second scream that sounded just as terrifying as the last one.
Zanita didn't think about it for another second and disapparated to the great hall with Harry at her side. It was there that the both of them saw what was going on. Right above the students and underneath the ceiling were at least ten Dementors hovering around and above the students.
"Zanita, go, get the others, I have trouble calling my Patronus when a Dementor is near. We are going to need them and we need them fast".
Zanita didn't hesitate and before Harry could blink she was back with all the others.
Harry who had been standing in the middle of the great hall was calling his Patronus but all that came out of his wand was a thick mist that didn't form.
As one the friends raised their own wands and called on their Patronesses. It didn't take them long after that to clear the great hall and looked at the devastation that had been done.
As Bella and Daphne started to look around they saw Harry sitting in the middle of the great hall. He was breathing heavily and had a look of pure terror in his eyes. He had heard the call of his mother not to kill him but to kill her instead, it terrified him to no end but that wasn't the only thing that was on his mind. No, the other thing was what those creatures had done to the other students that were having their dinner.
It wasn't long after that that the terror disappeared and was replaced by a blind fury. His fury became more and more with every student he saw sitting on the ground crying their eyes out. When Harry saw Astoria sitting all alone with eyes that looked like two pools of water the dam burst.
It took him only a couple of steps to get to her but it took him ten minutes to calm down enough to just talk to her in a normal way. This was his little sister in all but blood and it took all of his will power not to freak out.
As he stood by her he could see that the small tears had become steady streams of water. The sniffling had become a full burst of very heavy sobs as she took a hold of him and buried her head in his chest.
Harry who didn't know anything about little girls did the only thing he could think of and pulled her closer while he rubbed her back with a steady hand.
It was one of those things he had never learned from the Dursleys and had to do by his own feelings. Bella had ones told him to do the opposite of what the Dursleys would do by him and he would be okay. It was the thing he did and by the reaction from Astoria who pulled him even closer, he knew that he was doing something right.
"Harry" came the little voice of Astoria. "Harry what do you see when those Dementors are near to you", she asked as she sucked up another sniff.
Harry gave a small sigh and looked up at the ceiling. The clouds were slowly going by as he pulled Astoria along with him to the side of the great hall and over to a bench.
*#*
In the ministry.
Albus walked in front of Cornelius Fudge as he heard Lucius saying that he had to take care of something else and that he would join them in half an hour. Albus didn't think twice about it and kept on walking.
Delores, on the other hand, was very curious and looked at how Lucius was following David Greengrass to the dining hall for the Wizengamot members that was placed to the side of the ministry's cafeteria. She hid a smile because she knew that Lucius would always get what he wanted and that it would certainly annoy that Potter brat when he did.
Lucius stood at the side of David and gathered his own food. Without a look, he replaced the drink David had with one of his own and sat down a table next to him. It only took ten minutes before David turned around and said, "Lucius my dear friend".
Lucius smiled and started to rub his hands together.
*#*
Bella and Daphne had stood by them while they both listened to the thing Astoria asked him. They followed them and were ready to pull Astoria away if Harry couldn't answer her. With a look over their shoulders, they could see that Minerva was handling the things that the headmaster should have done, but he wasn't there so she had to do it. It was clear to them that Minerva was the true headmistress as she was handing out chocolate to the unsteady kids that were all over the great hall. Chocolate was the only thing they knew that worked after an exposure to a Dementor.
Harry had walked to the side of the great hall and found a chair where he could sit on. He pulled Astoria on his lap and again looked at the ceiling. He then gazed down at Astoria and wondered if he could say the things he wanted to tell her. It wasn't something he wanted to keep from her but he just didn't want to hurt her by doing so. From the corner of his eyes, he saw Bella and Daphne standing next to them and knew they would help him if he messed it up too badly.
With his eyes fixed on the eyes of Astoria, he asked in a whisper. "Astoria, do you know what it is a Dementor does".
Astoria had to think for a moment but had to shake her head. The only thing she knew was that they scared her just like they did most of the students. It also scared her big brother and because of that, she was even more afraid of them.
Harry took another moment for himself and knew where he had to start. "Astoria, A Dementor is a dark creature. Nobody really knows where they came from or how they were created. There are many stories but it is still a mystery. The one thing we do know is that it feeds on the good memories. By taking the good memories they are using our bad memories to make us weak. The worst thing they can do is take our soul; they can suck it out of us if we let it".
Harry took a deep breath and went on. "Now the thing they show us is our worst memory, for me, it is a memory from a very long time ago. I hear somebody calling to someone that they must not kill me and it is always followed by a green light. It was something that took me a very long time to find out, what it was I was hearing and seeing".
"What are you seeing Harry" Astoria whispered.
Harry gave her a small sad smile. "The thing I'm hearing is my mother screaming at Voldemort not to kill me. The green light I see is the killing curse that comes to me. It is also at the moment that I see that green light that I pass out" Harry told her honestly.
Astoria looked at him with very big eyes as she started to cry again. "You see all that and still you take me in a hug worrying about my problems and memories," she asked through her tears.
Harry who could only smile a little smile took Astoria into another hug. "It's alright Astoria, I have a great Grandmother who loves me deeply. I also have two very lovely girlfriends who love me for who I am. Other than that I have a real family of friends and their love ones. On top of it all, I got a daughter just this afternoon, I have a second mother I couldn't live without and I got the best, most beautiful, sweetest and loving little sister I could ever wish for" and he hugged Astoria a little closer.
Astoria gave him a soft smile that looked sad because she was still crying a little.
"But tell me Astoria, What is it you see when they are near you".
Astoria remained silent for a moment as she looked at the ground. "I.. I see you lying there in the hospital bed. It was after you had been taken away from us at Christmas. You were lying there and I didn't know if you would ever wake up again. All those days in the hospital had me worried sick of losing you. You were lying so still that I sometimes thought you were dead". Astoria had laid her head back onto the shoulder of Harry as she started to cry again.
Harry took her in another hug and kissed her head softly.
Daphne and Bella stood from the spot on the ground where they had sat down and slowly took Astoria from the arms of Harry as they took her along.
Harry who had also stood looked at the backs of Daphne and Bella. He shook his head and turned to Zanita and his grandmother as he started to walk their way.
As he took the steps towards his grandmother he had a good look around. Most of the students were huddled together and looked as if they had just come out of a daylong battle and lost everything they got. Their faces were written with fear and sorrow as they all looked blankly ahead of themselves.
It was when he saw his aunt poppy standing there that he realized what had happened. She stood by a group of first years and was handing out chocolate as she tried to console them the best she could, when he reached his grandmother he asked how many Dementors had gotten into the great hall.
Minerva did all she could to not look into the eyes of her grandson.
Harry knew immediately that he wouldn't like the answer if he ever got one.
Minerva mumbled a little so Harry had to strain his ear to hear her correctly. And when he finally could make out the words he was sure that he didn't like them.
Minerva who could not look him in the eyes mumbled that it was at least ten but it could have also been fifteen.
Harry swallowed hard as his anger started to flare up again.
Zanita rushed over to the side of her master and laid her hand on his shoulder, she could feel his magic rising and she had to do something about it. "Please master calm down, you are frightening the kids and even me if you become this angry".
Harry looked at her and his eyes went over to the first years that were still standing near Poppy. Some of them tried to hide behind her and had a look of terror in their eyes.
With one look he calmed down immediately. It wasn't the fear he saw but the eyes that held it. It was that fear he had seen in a little Harry of only six years old when he had looked into a mirror.
Harry swallowed hard and pushed his anger back. He now knew what he had to do and it wasn't here at Hogwarts it was in the one place that it really mattered. With a couple of big strides, he walked to the entrance of the great hall. Between the doors, he stood still and turned around. "Amelia, Augusta and Isabella, I want all of you to go to the common room of house Hogwarts, Bella and Daphne can bring you there".
Everyone looked at Harry as he gave his orders as King Hogwarts. But the one thing that was even more impressive than his order was the way the adults followed it.
Harry walked back to his grandmother and started to tell his friends what they had to do to help the others and how they had to do it.
Again everyone saw how they did exactly what Harry said without any complaint.
Minerva who was looking around saw how House Hogwarts were doing the jobs the Professors had to do. While the rest of the houses and mostly the upper years were feeling sorry for themselves. It was house Hogwarts who were helping them without any backtalk.
As she took a closer look she could see that the Slytherin's had experienced the worst of the Dementor attack, something that didn't really came as a big surprise to her. Most of them had parents who were dark and aren't shy to use a dark curse to discipline their children. She had to hide a smile however when she saw Draco crying in the corner. It wasn't right to do it but she could not help herself. He was the thorn of the school and a little malicious pleasure couldn't hurt, could it.
When Harry started to walk back to the entrance his look went from left to right. He was looking at how everyone was holding themselves. His eyes were searching for two people in particular. "Grandmother where are our well-educated professor of defense against the dark arts and her Well-mannered son".
Minerva had to look around but for the life of her, she could not find either one of them. It was only when Ginny stepped next to her new father that they knew where they were.
"Dad, my previous mother, and brother are sitting behind the head table. They are both crying their eyes out and clinging to each other as if they were a life line" She told him with something that looked like a smile.
Harry looked to his left where Ginny was standing and took her into a little hug. "How are you doing in all of this," he asked.
Ginny Giggled and answered his hug with one of her own. She enjoyed the warm feeling it gave her, it was a feeling she remembered getting from her father. But she could not call Arthur her father anymore. No, her father was the boy who lived and he was only a year older than her. She hugged him closer as she thought about the thing she had seen because the Dementor had been close to her. It gave her another shiver but she knew that Harry would always be there for her. Sure he told her that Arthur would always be her real dad and he was only her dad on paper. But it was now that she decided to call him dad too. He deserved it and she loved him for everything he had done".
The moment Harry let go of Ginny he realized he was missing someone else. So he looked over to his grandmother and asked her. "Where is our headmaster? Isn't it his duty to be here at the school? You know to be here for the students during dinner time".
Minerva looked around her again and knew what he meant. Normally he would be here because she knew he hated to spend money for dinner when he could get it for free. Her eyes found Zanita "Lady Hogwarts do you know if the headmaster is in the school".
Zanita closed her eyes. "I'm sorry mini but he isn't here".
Minerva turned back to Harry who had already walked to the entrance of the great hall. She shook her head no and saw his eyes turned to fury as he turned around.
Harry saw the shake of her head and lost it again. He turned around and was just about to walk out the door when he heard. ^Harry James Potter, before you step out of that door I want to know what it is you are going to do^. Harry heard his grandmother's voice and turned back to her. He saw her standing near the head table and wondered how he could have heard her so clearly. So he shouted something to her but was sure that she could not hear him at all.
^Harry, you can shout all you want but I cannot hear you at all if you keep on standing there^.
Again he heard the voice of his grandmother ^Grandmother Mini is that you I hear^ he thought back. It was then that he saw her eyes go wide when he saw she heard him just like he had heard her only a moment ago.
Her look was the same as her grandson and they both were of disbelieve before she got a little smile on her face. It was one of the effects of the mercy spell Lily used before she died.
Slowly her disbelieve turned into pride as she felt the feelings her grandson were feeling. The only thing that worried her a little is the frustration he was also feeling. ^Harry, what is it. It's a good thing we can communicate now that we are so far apart, or is it not^.
^yes, grandmother it is, but it also means that you now know what I'm about to do. Do you think it's a good idea or not^. He thought slowly.
^Harry, if there is one thing I know about you is that your first instinct is mostly the best ones. If you do not do it and start to think about then it will all go very wrong. No Harry, let us do the thinking while you just do the thing you do best and go with your instinct^ Minerva thought back.
Harry nodded and started to fasten his pace straight to the common room of house Hogwarts. Twenty meters down the hallway he stopped and send a thought to his grandmother. ^Grandmother can you handle this all by yourself. I'm even angrier than I ever been and the only thing I want to do now is to get to the ministry and find the answers I need to know and one of them is the old goat^.
Minerva knew that her grandson took his obligations seriously and being the king of Hogwarts made him responsible for every student. It made her swell up with pride and also sadness. He was only thirteen years old and more mature than most of the adults she knew. It was now again that she blamed those Dursleys for it. He never had any childhood when he had been living there, and he didn't have any childhood sins he came back to the magical world. He was rolling from one disaster into the other and he always crawled back to the top.
Zanita was looking at her King but could not hear what they were thinking. She did have this soft static noise in her mind but it wasn't more than that. She looked on as this boy took the whole load on his shoulders. She had recently found out that her master had a hard life. It was a good foundation for being king but it had cost him a lot.
It was also for the first time that she really saw how hard he was pushing himself. So she lowered her head not in shame or frustration but in sorrow. He was so young but took it like a real man so her sorrow turned into pride just like it had done with Minerva.
Zanita who had been deep in thought suddenly snapped out of it. She looked around in surge for her colleague but most of all her friend Minerva. She kept searching but could not find her. In a corner, she found Molly and Ronald Weasley who were still crying their eyes out. A little down the wall she saw Draco Malfoy who looked just as haggard as Ronald Weasley did. It frustrated her even more than she liked.
She looked back at Molly and wondered why she was the professor defense against the dark arts. As a Professor, she should have known that the one thing she should have had handy with Dementors on the outside of the school had to be Chocolate.
As she took another good look at Molly she realized that she was one of the failures of Albus as headmaster, as she thought even more about it. It had been this way for a very long time, not only with Professors but also with his lack of leadership. Most of the runnings had been done by her friend Minerva. It hurt her as she thought about the first two years of her master's stay at Hogwarts. He had been through more than she herself had seen in all of her time at Hogwarts. Then again if all the story's she had heard were through than it had been all peanuts compared to the time he had before he came here. She gave a little smile because he was still the sweet master he had been from the day he came home.
As Zanita drove her thoughts out of her mind she started to really look around. She again was looking for Minerva and found her on the other side, of the great hall next to Poppy. She could see how they were helping some first years and even second and third years. Minerva was everything the sorting hat had told her. But the questions she asked about her master was answered with he had a hard life but you have to ask him yourself. It was the one thing she still had to do but never found the right time to do it. So she shrugged her shoulders and started to help where she could.
*#*
Harry who was beside himself was walking down the hallways to the common room. In a class room at the side, he had seen the Weasley twins hanging over a map. It was something he wanted to know more about but it wasn't the time to ask them about it, not yet anyway.
Without a second glance, he walked on, straight to the common room of house Hogwarts and starting to prepare himself for what he was about to do. He knew that Amelia, Augusta, and Isabella were waiting there for him to tell them what to say, the only hope he now had was that they would do what he wanted them to do. It brought a heavy weight on his shoulders but he said A so now he had to say B. The other concern he had was if his idea was a good one. But like his grandmother told him, he had to go whit what he thought at first or let the others think about it for him.
The three women were waiting inside the common room. None of them knew what Harry had in mind but they were just as mad as he was when he sends them away. Amelia was the first one to react. "Is it just me or does Harry have the same effect on you too, you know the moment he barks I can't help myself but I have to stand to attention".
Augusta looked at Amelia with a lot of thought in her mind. "I think you are right, I could not point it out before but when he barks like that I too have to react".
"It's his magic".
"What," both Amelia and Augusta said as they gazed at Isabella.
"His magic, when Harry gets all worked up he puts a little magic into his voice that acts like a compulsion charm. I don't think he is doing it deliberately. No, I think it's just his magic that reacts".
The door opened and Harry stepped in. he could just brace himself as Bella and Daphne jumped in his into arms. Harry took the hug and felt himself calm down really fast. After a minute he broke off the hug and turned his head to Augusta, Amelia, and Isabella.
The main reason why he ended the hug was that Amelia was starting to get impatience as she was tapping her feet faster and faster to the ground.
With a little-lopsided smile, he asked her for forgiveness that she gave with a deep sigh. She really loved him and could not get mad at him when he was hugging his two girls. So she pointed to the couch and demanded that he told them what he wanted.
Harry sat down and Bella and Daphne took a side and made them self as covetable as they could get. The main reason for this was to keep him calm so he could explain it all in a respectable way.
Isabella could feel the turmoil that was racing inside of him and had to giggle a little.
It irritated Amelia and she started to tap her feet again as she gave a very deep sigh.
Harry could see that the small scowl on the face of Amelia starting to grow and knew that he had to start talking or she would start to curse him. "Well, I was thinking of going to the ministry and scream a little curse, little and just hex any one of them for what happened here". He said with a shy smile.
"Lord Potter" Augusta started. She immediately hid a smile as she saw Harry standing to attention when she called him Lord Potter. "Are you planning on handling this in the Wizengamot, meaning you need me to get them all together, Amelia to surge for the culprit and Isabella to calm you down".
Harry nodded and looked at the floor. He didn't know if they agreed with him or not.
"Lord Potter, I Augusta Morgana Longbottom, acting head of the ancient and noble house of Longbottom, I will lend you the service of my person for this week, I'll take your leadership so it is written so it will be".
*#*
It was fifteen minutes later that the doors of the ministry restaurant swung open and everyone just stared at.
*#*
Ten minutes after that Kingsley Shacklebolt had to run from the office if he wanted to work another day.
*#*
Five minutes after that Cornelius Fudge, Deloris Umbridge, Lucius Malfoy and Albus too many names Dumbledork found out the power of Lord Hogwarts or did they?
A/N: this was it again for this week see you all in two weeks.
Gr. Winmau.
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