STORY TITLE: To Be A Master
PART: 09 of ? Revelations
AUTHOR: Red Jacobson ( )
DISTRIBUTION: , HP FanFiction Archive, Archive of Our Own, Hentai-Foundry, Questionable Questing,
DISCLAIMER: None of the Characters You Recognize belong to me, they all belong to JK Rowling and her publishers.
SUMMARY: After the Interview with Rita Skeeter, Luna approaches Harry with a strange request
FEEDBACK: Of course! It Makes Me Write Faster
RELATIONSHIPS: Harry/Luna/Cho/Hermione/Multi
RATING: NC-17
WORD COUNT: 5,302
SPOILERS: None, if you don't know how the Harry Potter story goes by now, why are you reading this story?
WARNINGS: If You've ever read any of my stories, you know what to expect, Oral, anal, Femme-slash, dom/sub, multiple partners, and Femme-cest.
NOTE ON LEMONS: Don't expect much, if anything, in the way of lemons this chapter. The characters laughed at my outline and ran off with my keyboard. They surprised the hell of me as well!
AUTHORS NOTES: Hogwarts starts at 13 in this universe, so Luna is 16 at the time of the story and Harry is 17.
74 Crescent Ridge
Diagon Alley
Tuesday, February 20h, 1996
1:00 am
Lin swore softly as she shifted, trying to get comfortable enough to sleep, but it was no use. She'd been tossing and turning for nearly an hour, but she still couldn't relax! She had a nagging feeling that had been growing over the last couple of days, since Sunday morning, that she had forgotten something, something major, that she had promised to do.
She'd gone over all her records, trying to see if she'd missed a deadline to place an order for a customer, but everything was done properly, then she'd checked to make sure her tax payment to the Ministry had been authorized, and the sharks had already been fed for the quarter, so she couldn't imagine what it was that she'd forgotten. She even went over the shared journal she used to write to Cho, to see if there was something she'd promised her daughter, and there was nothing there, other than her excitement about dating Harry Potter.
Lin sat up in bed, a cry of shock ripping from her throat as the memories of her time with Master and Lily came rushing to the front of her mind. "Oh shit! What happened to me? Why did I forget? I would never forget my promise to raise little Harry!" Her eyes narrowed as she searched her memory of those horrible times, trying to find out where Harry was, until... Dumbledore! That monster removed her memories of ever loving Master and Lily, of being part of their family after Charles was killed!
She felt the tears burning down her cheeks, she wiped them away angrily. There would be time to cry later, she had to contact Cho, to tell her what she'd learned. Looking at the clock, she swore, Cho would probably already be asleep by now, but at least she'd get the message when she woke up.
Opening the journal, she wrote, "Cho, write me back as soon as you get this, it's urgent, and it's about Harry! Please, contact me as soon as you can!"
Shutting the journal, she was shocked when it chimed almost immediately, Cho was still awake? Turning to the page, she saw Cho's handwriting, "I'm here Mother, what's going on? What do you need?"
"This may be a shock to you, but about an hour ago, I suddenly remembered something very important, something that I was forced to forget." She paused, not sure how to continue, when Cho's writing started appearing on the page, and her jaw dropped.
"You suddenly remember that you wore Master James' collar, and were part of the Potter family? That you were supposed to raise Harry if something happened? And Dumbledore was the one that did the memory charm on you, right? We (Harry and I and two other girls that Harry has collared – it's a long story) were watching a memory that James had left for Harry. We were all shocked to see you and Selene Ollivander kneeling completely nude beside Lily, showing your collars. We were going to talk to you on the Easter Break, to see if we could figure out how to restore your memories."
Lin started laughing hysterically, of course Master would leave instructions for Harry on how to be a Master, but Cho referred to Harry by name, and not Master? That was strange. She had just picked up the quill to start writing when Cho continued.
"Wait! Did you say the memory came back an hour ago? Oh Merlin! That was when Harry and I finalized our desire to be betrothed by completing the last act. I'm sure you know what I'm talking about, and before you ask, I fucking loved it!"
Lin snorted a laugh, honestly amused this time. She was well aware of what was required to seal a Potter betrothal. 'So my daughter finally experienced a buggering? Well, that's something we have in common, I used to love it when Master would have me spread my arse for him. But then, so did Lily and Selene and all the other girls.'
It didn't bother her in the slightest that Cho had agreed to being Lady Potter without permission, now that she remembered those days, it was clear to her and Lily, and even Master, that there was a connection between the two of them. She idly wondered how Harry was adjusting to having slaves, it had to be very new to him. At least Master James had his parents example, and his grandparents while they were still alive.
Realizing that she hadn't answered her daughter, Lin started writing, "Congratulations, Lady Potter, bring the contract with you when you have your break and we can sign it, making it official! And, knowing how much you enjoyed that particular act brings a smile to my face, since I love it just as much." Pausing for a minute, she added, "So, tell me about how you and Harry got together, and who are the two other members of the family?"
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft And Wizardry
Ravenclaw Aerie
Cho's Room
Same Time
Cho grinned as she read her mother's comment, and started writing, telling her about following Harry to the interview and what she learned. She told her about the meeting with Harry afterward, and how much she enjoyed the kiss he gave her. By the time she finished, she had told Lin everything, including how Harry had collared Luna and Hermione, and the situation with Ginny Weasley. She was yawning at the end, and, after answer a few more questions, she signed off so she could get some sleep.
Lin replied that she was going to be doing the same thing, but added a warning to make sure that Dumbledore had no idea what was going on, because he would wipe all their memories.
Cho was able to reassure her mother that the Potter ring prevented memory charms and Legilimency, so she and Harry were both protected. The girls were protected by their collars the same way, which relieved Lin's mind quite a bit.
Finally signing off, Cho stood and stripped out of her robes, walking naked to her bed. The bed was already occupied by a sleeping Luna, but Cho didn't mind. After the events of the evening, she would enjoy having a warm girl to cuddle with.
Not that she was unhappy with the events of the night, not even close, but she was very tired. The extra energy that Harry had was enough that he had all four of them, in all three holes, and was still ready for more.
She stretched out on the bed, and Luna turned and snuggled into her, snoring softly. Cho smiled down at the girl, who was still smiling from earlier, but even she and Hermione had begged for a rest before Harry was done. She could see that it was a struggle for the two girls to ask Master to stop, but they actually managed it. Ginny had already collapsed, cum leaking from her pussy and arse, and the magical concubine collar faintly visible around her throat. The red head was game, that's for sure, but she just didn't have the stamina that the rest of them had started to develop. She'd get there soon enough.
But, Cho wondered if even bringing Parvati and Lavender into things would be enough to handle Harry's libido? Even if they added Padma, would it be enough? She hadn't been completely serious when she suggested her mother, but they might need to think about it. But if they needed other girls, who would they talk to?
She was still thinking as she fell asleep.
TBAM & TBAM & TBAM
Knockturn Alley
Nearly Midnight
Peter Pettigrew was a coward, he'd readily admit it, to himself at least. But he'd never been as scared as he was right now, because, even if he was successful, at best he'd end up in Azkaban, and at worst, a Dementors breakfast. But he had to do it, he had to make up for everything he'd done to Prongs, Lily and Harry, and especially to Sirius.
Something had happened earlier that night, he didn't know what, but whatever it was tore away a curtain in his mind, and suddenly he remembered meeting with Dumbledore, and the old man convincing him that Peter needed to go undercover and join the Death Eaters. He hadn't wanted to, and tried to argue, but then the old man had raised his damned wand, and the next thing he knew, Lucius Malfoy was leading him to meet the Dark Lord.
Peter didn't want to remember the rest, the rapes and murders, the betrayals, but he didn't have any choice. If he wanted to die with a clean conscience, he had to make good on the evil he had done, even though it was done against his will. He needed to bring Dumbledore down!
It had been an ordeal, making his way to the entrance to Knockturn Alley from Little Hangleton, especially since the hand that the Dark Lord had created had turned against him when he left Riddle Manor. Peter had managed to slice the hand off, and cauterize the stump so he didn't bleed to death, but he was still weaker than he had been.
He didn't know what had happened to kill Nagini and knock Voldemort unconscious, and really didn't care, but it did mean that the Dark Lord was currently helpless and unable to summon any help unless another one of his followers showed up. Peter had been tempted to set fire to Riddle Manor as he left, but that would just turn the Dark Lord into a wraith again. Hopefully he would live long enough to talk to Mad-Eye or Madame Bones, they could be trusted to capture the damn thing and see it was destroyed properly.
The Dark Lord had him keeping tabs on Dumbledore, so Peter was very familiar with the old man's habits. He didn't know why Dumbledore would visit this particular building so often, and the wards were strong enough that he couldn't even get close to the door. But, like clockwork, Dumbledore would arrive in the late evening and spend a couple of hours inside, before stepping out the door and heading to the apparition point. It was a very bad thing to become a creature of habit, as Albus Dumbledore was about to discover.
Peter was still in rat form as he huddled in the shadow of the building, his sharp eyes locked on the door the old man always used. His wand was by his front paw, the spell he was planning to use at the front of his mind. It was one that he had learned to cast silently and it was colorless, so, if even one of the gods of luck were smiling on him, Dumbledore would be dead before he knew he was under attack.
There! The old man was stepping through the door, he turned his back to close the door, and... now! With a silent prayer for forgiveness, Peter Pettigrew, Wormtail of the Marauders transformed back into his human form and raised his wand, the spell leaving his wand as it pointed at the center of Dumbledore's back. The old man staggered as the spell hit him, and tried to turn around, before he fell to his knees and landed on his face in the alley.
Moving closer, Peter cast diagnostic spells on the old man. Satisfied that the man was dead, Peter transfigured the body into a stick and shrunk it down. Picking up the stick, he hurried toward the entrance to Muggle London, to make his way to the Ministry of Magic.
As usual for the location at this time of night, nobody saw or heard anything, or at least, nobody would admit it.
Twenty Minutes Later
Peter was shocked at how easy it was to gain access to the Ministry. The Auror at the front desk barely acknowledged him, not even paying attention to Peter's name, and he wondered what the hell was going on?
He still remembered the way to the DMLE Offices, he'd visited Prongs and Padfoot there several times before Dumbledore cursed him. The offices were mostly empty, and the few Aurors he saw were clearly distracted by something major. Peter hoped he would get a chance to find out what was going on before they tossed him in a cell.
Finally, in an empty corridor, he spotted one of the people he was looking for. Putting his wand in his pocket, he stepped forward, showing his stump and his empty hand, "Master Auror Moody?"
The old Auror looked up in irritation, which turned to shock when he recognized who was in front of him. "You! What are you doing here?"
As calmly as he could, Peter said, "I'm here to turn myself in to you and Madame Bones, and request to be questioned under Veratiserum. You won't believe what I have to say otherwise."
Moody stared at him, before lifting his wand. "Okay, take any wands you have and put them on the floor, then step back. I don't know what your game is, but you want to be questioned, you're going to be questioned! I don't suppose you know where the Dark Bastard might be hiding, do you?" The sarcasm in his voice was clear, he obviously didn't expect an answer, but he got one anyway.
Setting his wand, and the Dark Lord's Yew and Phoenix Feather wand, on the floor, he stepped back a few feet before answering.
"Yes I do, and I'll tell you where he is, but I'm not going to name the location where anybody could hear. I may not have been one of your trainee's, but I do remember Constant Vigilance, Moody."
The old man grunted, "You always were a smart arse, even worse than your friends." Peter didn't get a chance to respond as Moody's wand came up and hit him with a bright red flash of light.
When he woke up, he was stripped out of his clothes and dressed in prisoners robes, chained to a chair in an interrogation room. Moody was sitting in front of him, with Madame Bones sitting next to him. The woman looked tired, and more than a little irritated, so he just sat quietly waiting for her to speak.
"Why now, Pettigrew? What made you decide to turn yourself in, tonight of all bloody nights?"
Peter was surprised, but did his best to hide it. For Madame Bones to be showing any sort of emotion, and giving information out like that, she had to be rattled. But she had asked him, and he could feel the Veratiserum working.
"Because earlier this evening, several memory charms and compulsions placed on me by Albus Dumbledore dropped, the ones that forced me to join the Death Eaters and betray my friends. I can show you the memories if you have a Pensieve available."
Madame Bones looked angry, but nodded, and he continued, "Something happened at the same time my memory returned, that caused the death of the Dark Bastard's familiar and disable him, so I was able to steal his wand and make my way to you. Before I came here, I stopped in Knockturn Alley, where Dumbledore has been regularly visiting a particular building. I don't know why, but, when he left, I hit him with a Triple-Heart Attack curse and killed him. In my robes, there is a stick, it's Dumbledore's body transfigured."
Peter noticed that the two of them shared a glance, but neither of them were reacting the way he expected. In fact, he would almost swear that Madame Bones had a look of satisfaction in her eyes when he told them about Dumbledore being dead.
Moody spoke, "Just for the record, who was the secret keeper for James and Lily Potter?"
"I was, it was originally going to be Sirius, but Dumbledore convinced them to switch to me, and somehow had them convinced it was their own idea. And yes, I was the one who killed those muggles in London. I was still convinced I was a loyal Death Eater, and I was panicking, trying to get away from Sirius."
The next question was about the location of Voldemort, and he was able to tell them about the Riddle House, and what he knew about the defenses there.
Eventually the Veratiserum wore off, and they took his memories of Dumbledore putting the compulsion charms on him, as well as several other instances. He had no idea how long he had been sitting there, but, when they stood to take him to a cell, Peter said, "Madame Bones? Can you tell me what is going on? Neither of you reacted the way I would have expected to hearing me confess to killing Dumbledore. Why?"
The woman looked at him for a long moment, before nodding, "It will all be coming out in the next day or so, but Lucius Malfoy is dead, Fudge and Umbridge are in holding cells after confessing everything they've ever done, and everything they knew about what Dumbledore had been doing. And, I discovered that the old bastard had memory charmed me as well. If you hadn't killed him, I would have done it myself for what he did."
When he got to his cell, Peter was surprised to see that it was actually comfortable, and a healer from St Mungo's was waiting to examine him, before he was able to take a luxuriously long and hot shower and dressing in clean clothing. They even fed him a decent meal, which was something he hadn't had in a long, long time.
For the first time, when he dreamed that night, his friends were looking at him with approval on their faces, not disgust and hatred.
TBAM & TBAM & TBAM
Turning to Moody, Amelia shook her head, "What a fucking night, and it's still not over. Grab Croaker and his team, I want you to be at Riddle Manor within 30 minutes. Capture the bastard if you can, if not, destroy the body and capture the spirit. One will go through the veil just as easily as the other."
As the old Auror climbed to his feet, she said, "I know that I don't have to tell you this, but, just for the record, everything that happened tonight with Pettigrew and Dumbledore is under highest secrecy, you aren't even allowed to think about it!"
He gave a bitter laugh, "Nothing unusual then, Amelia. But I'll keep a lid on things. What are you going to be doing?"
"Besides wishing I'd gone into a safer line of work, like Dragon handling? I'm going to be checking out that building that Dumbledore was so interested in. I'm almost afraid of what I'm going to find there, after everything that's come out about him tonight. Merlin! I always thought he wasn't quite equal to his reputation, but some of the shite that Fudge and Umbridge implicated him in? He as good as murdered Cedric Diggory by letting Barty Jr run around the castle."
Moody snorted, "And to think, all of this started because Potter wanted to shag his girlfriend in peace. Not sure if I want to shake his hand for revealing all of this, or wring his neck for all the extra work!"
Amelia smirked, "I'd advise leaving the young man alone, and hope he returns the favor, if it were me. All of this happened when he wasn't even trying to cause chaos, do you really want to piss him off so he acts deliberately?"
Moody laughed, but then he frowned, "I just thought of something. In all the confessions tonight, we found out a lot of things about a lot of different people. Nothing they could be charged with, but, one name seems to be missing. And considering how close Dumbledore kept him, what do you bet that Severus Snape was under compulsions as well?"
"That's a problem for tomorrow, Alastor, let's deal with what's on our plate first, okay?"
TBAM & TBAM & TBAM
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Potions Master's Office
Same Time
If anybody had been observing Severus Snape at that moment, they would have thought him perfectly calm, his face was showing no trace of emotion as he wrote on the parchment in front of him. He would pause every few minutes to take a sip of something, before setting the glass down and continuing to write.
They would be wrong, of course. It was only years of practice at keeping his emotions hidden and his thoughts under control that allowed him to hide the maelstrom of emotions surging through him. He had been quietly preparing to mark homework earlier, when, in a heartbeat, everything changed! All the memories that had been hidden, or changed, all the compulsions to behave a certain way, all dropped at once, and Severus remembered everything, including the tentative reconciliation and apologies between he and the Marauders, all of it hidden, and all the old hatred he had felt for James transferred to Harry, a boy who was more Lily than James.
It was only the life debt he owed James, to protect his and Lily's son that kept him from taking his wand and tracking down the bastard who had made him dance like a puppet on a string for the last almost twenty years. Hell, he hadn't wanted to join Riddle in the first place, he'd turned Lucius down several times, so why did he finally agree? It was all part of the old man's plans, and he played his part to perfection. Even worse, he was guiding Draco into the same path he was on, setting him up to be Potter, no! Not Potter, Harry! Setting Draco up to be Harry's nemesis all through school, until Harry is forced to kill him.
He wasn't going to let that happen, he owed Lily and Narcissa too much to allow their sons to follow the old bastard's manipulations. Severus wasn't certain how he could save the two boys, but he had to try, and if it took his life, well, that was better than dying at the whim of either Dumbledore or Voldemort, wasn't it?
Continuing to write, he managed to find amusement in the fact that he was writing an apology to a young man who has every reason to hate him, and want him dead. He would have to make an effort to properly teach him Occlumency to protect this knowledge, he would give Harry the letter when his shields were strong enough to protect the secrets.
Once Harry was able to protect that information, then it was time to tell him about the Prophecy, Dumbledore's wishes be damned!
Finishing the letter, for now anyway, he picked up the parchment and carried it into his quarters, and, concentrating on the secret, opened the cabinet that appeared. Putting the letter inside, he locked the cabinet and, with an effort of will, allowed the memory of exactly where it was to fade.
For the first time in years, he slept peacefully, without nightmares.
TBAM & TBAM & TBAM
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Gryffindor Tower
Fifth Year Boys Dorm
Earlier
Harry couldn't sleep, he had too much energy left, even after exhausting Cho, Luna, Hermione and Ginny earlier. He'd been so pleased with both Luna and Hermione, being able to ask him for a rest, which they shouldn't have been able to do with the slave bond. He'd stopped and just cuddled them for a while, until they dozed off. The smiles on all his ladies was a sight to see, though, and he knew without a doubt what memory he would use to power his Patronus from now on!
And then, when the three of them were brought back to the Tower by Dobby, to find Lavender and Parvati still awake and waiting for them in the Common Room, anxious to tell them about seeing the Umbitch being dragged out of the Castle in chains! They were a bit disappointed that he didn't seem surprised, so he told them about what had happened at Gringotts earlier. He wasn't planning on giving them a blow by blow of the events in the Chamber, the two girls weren't bound to him, yet, they could get the details later.
But Hermione and Ginny were eager to show off their collars, in fact, Hermione was still practically bouncing in excitement, and, at a nod from him, she removed the glamour covering the gold and ruby collar around her throat, and Ginny showed the plain bronze circlet with the Potter Crest. For the first time he could remember, the gossip girls were actually speechless, until they squealed in unison and glomped onto the girls, talking a mile a minute.
With a laugh, he kissed Hermione and Ginny and headed up to bed. He wasn't surprised that Lavender and Parvati had each grabbed one of his girl's hands and were rushing up to to the Girl's dorm. Reaching into the bond, he fed the two of them a bit of his energy, so they could enjoy themselves and still get some decent sleep before morning.
He could feel that Luna was sleeping peacefully, but Hermione and Ginny were enjoying themselves a great deal with Lavender and Parvati, and he was looking forward to getting to enjoy himself that night. He almost called Sirius to tell him about Gringotts, but the mutt was probably asleep by now, morning would be soon enough.
Eventually he was able to fall asleep, and for the first time in weeks dreamed of something other than that blasted corridor, wherever it was!
TBAM & TBAM & TBAM
Riddle Manor
Little Hangleton
Same Time
It had taken more time than Alastor would have liked to get the spirit trapping wards set around the house, along with the anti-portkey and apparition wards. The Unspeakables had also provided the entire group with amulets that protected them against possession, which, considering Quirrell, was a handy piece of kit for this mission.
Finally, everything was ready, and they made a stealth entry into the building, managing to avoid alerting the Dark Bastard. He was glad that Tonks had already been sent home before Pettigrew showed up, because she would have tried to join the mission, and would probably have tripped over the door jam or something!
The scans had shown only one life form in the building, in a room on the lower level, and Alastor used his eye to check. It was Voldemort all right, but he was laying on the floor of the room, barely moving. Nodding in satisfaction, he passed the word to Croaker and his team, and they readied their wands as they prepared themselves.
In the end, it was almost anticlimactic. When they burst in the room, the bastard tried to lift his head from the floor and he was hit by over a dozen stunning spells. Alastor had been expecting to see the thing be knocked out again, but instead, it had been weakened by whatever Potter did earlier, and the body started crumbling into dust, leaving behind a bone and what looked like the remains of a human hand.
A black mist floated up from the dust, and the Unspeakables started casting their spells to capture the thing, only for it to suddenly be torn apart screaming in terror. A fissure actually appeared in the air above the mist, and Alastor could almost swear he smelled brimstone as the mist was sucked into the gap, and then it slammed closed. He really didn't want to know just where Voldemort ended up, but suspected it wasn't anywhere pleasant!
The room was completely quiet, until Croaker whispered, "Bugger Me! I never thought I'd see one of those!" Turning to the rest of his team, the Head Unspeakable started barking orders, before he said, "I think you need to leave, Moody. This is now officially above your pay grade. You can tell Amelia what you saw, and that Voldemort will never be seen again. Tell her we'll have a report on her desk within 24 hours."
There wasn't much he could say to that, and frankly, he didn't want to see the weird shit they were doing.
Moving outside the wards, he activated his portkey to go back to the Ministry.
Minutes Later
Amelia looked like she had received another massive shock when he walked into her office, and without thinking, pulled out his flask and handed it to her. "Go ahead, lass, you look like you need a belt, it's just rum."
Her hands were shaking as she raised it to her lips and took a healthy swallow. She gasped as the liquor went down, but looked a little better as she handed it back. "Thanks Alastor, you're right I did need that. But first, what did you discover?"
Giving her the basic report, including what Croaker said about the report, she nodded, "Okay, that's one bit of good news for the night, although, I think I agree with you. I don't want to know where he ended up either!"
Alastor nodded, "So, want to tell me what's got you so bothered? What did Dumbledore have hidden in that bloody building that was so important?"
She gave a bitter laugh, "You won't believe me if I tell you, I'll have to show you. And, if that bastard weren't already dead, I'd have even more reason to want him killed!"
Following Amelia into her private lift, his eye widened when she tapped a set of runes he hadn't seen before and wondered just what required that much secrecy?"
The door to the lift opened a moment later, looking out into a plain white corridor, with a single door at the end of the hall. As they walked, Amelia started speaking, "I took a team of curse breakers with me when I left for Knockturn Alley, and it's a good thing I did. The old bastard had layers on layers of curses all over the place, both to keep people out, and, even worse, to keep people in. When we brought the wards down and got through the door, well, I'll let you see for yourself."
Nodding to the Auror standing guard, she tapped the door with her wand and it opened, showing two hospital beds in the center of the room. When Alastor focused on who were sitting up in the beds, he almost staggered, because, looking older, but unmistakably alive, were James and Lily Potter!
End Chapter Nine
