Harry Potter: King of the Amazons

Chapter Five

-Harry-

Standing by the window in his office Harry smiled as he recalled what had happened over the past week since he had moved into the citadel. Over the past week the town had been slowly rebuilt and improved from its original design thanks to the goblins who had even set up a small bank outpost on the island and built several shops and other things so that the women who had been injured to an extent where they couldn't fight, the elderly, and any men that lived within the culture could contribute to the society. Along with the shops the goblins had built several training facilities and two female goblin architects were living on the island permanently to try and make new improvements for the existing buildings while designing new ones.

His people had settled in well, not surprising as they had wanted to get off the old island for a while as they were only there when they got shipwrecked but lacked any sailing skills, and were starting to get used to the new island.

There were some problems though, he scowled as his thoughts turned to the problems of the past week, Reyna had been causing problems when she met the other five slaves and had convinced them to attempt to run away on the second night and escape to the mainland, it hadn't ended well. Pythos had caught them in the woods after a hunt and he was quickly alerted to the situation and brought them back to the citadel and locked them up in the dungeon cells again instead of the room he had moved them too before as a good will gesture. He had had to punish them to dissuade them from trying something like that again.

-Flashback-

Standing in front of the six women he scowled down at them as they lay chained to the wall, "Did you honestly expect me to not find you?" he demanded angrily "I control the wards on this island and even if you got off I could have had you tracked down and returned through your collars.".

The six looked surprised at this before sad that any other escape plans they had would be futile. "I expected something like this from you three," he said gesturing to the Black sisters "and maybe from you two," he gestured to Dominique and Hestia "but I had hoped that by now you would have accepted me Reyna." he looked at her with a mixture of anger and pity "I held off of truly punishing you all this time but now maybe it is time that I start.".

"W-what do you mean?" Reyna demanded slightly scared, knowing that she was at his mercy.

"I could understand, somewhat, why you did a year ago even though it was incredibly stupid but I simply made you a servant as I pitied you and knew how much you didn't want to bear my child. Now however you need to be punished and shown that you know longer control your own life. You tried to kill me and by our laws you were stripped of your status and made a slave. I am no longer going to hold back.".

The black haired amazon woman broke down into sobs at these words before he turned to the other five women looking at him in fear "I shall deal with you all afterwards.", and with those final words he dragged Reyna off to a separate cell and began her punishment.

-End Flashback-

After he punished Reyna he dealt with the other five but hadn't been as harsh as they had been following Reyna and hadn't really known what all he was going to do, he discovered thanks to a truth potion from the goblins that they had expected to be tortured into insanity due to their husband's position as death eaters. Dominique, Andromeda, and Hestia were the most accepting after that having hated their husband but being stuck with them due to arranged marriages, Bellatrix still believed that if she tried telling him no he would let her go, and Narcissa seemed unsure of how she felt.

The six lived in the slave quarters he had assigned and were only let out now when under guard until he felt he could trust them or Ragnok sent the modifiers for the collars to make it impossible for them to run away again.

Turning to Diana he asked "Could you please bring me Dominique and Hestia? It is time for me to go get the materials I need for that school I am forced to attend.".

Nodding his sister and law said "Yes your majesty." before quickly walking off, not giving him the chance to tell her to simply use his name.

Rolling his eyes at her stubbornness he picked up his money pouch that connected to his vaults and attached it to his vault while he waited for the two women to show up so he could use them to get information about what extra things would be useful to have as they knew more about the society than he did and were the most accepting of the situation they were in.

Finally Diana returned with the two women in tow, "Thank you Diana." he said gesturing that she was free to go before turning to Dominique and Hestia "Now as for you two. I am going to Diagon Alley today to get my supplies for Hogwarts as I am forced to attend. You two shall be joining me to tell me which items will be helpful and which won't. Understand?".

Bowing their heads they both said quietly "Yes master.".

Pinching the bridge of his nose he said "please don't call me master, I don't like it. Call me Mr. Potter or Harry unless I tell you otherwise, understand?".

"Yes…Harry." Dominique said nodding, seemingly surprised with Hestia following suit.

"Now come, we have to go pick up Bellona, Otrera, and my children." he said walking past them to the quarters were he stayed with his wives and children and had them join him, Propheta had decided to stay beforehand to organize the citadel's private library while Hylla had training.

-Two hours later-

Sighing in relief that there was only one more stop after this one he entered the book store known as Flourish and Blotts followed by his family and the two slaves. "Can I help you sir?" the store clerk asked warily as he entered, probably nervous at the weapons he Bellona and Otrera carried.

"Yes I specifically need a full set of this year's first year Hogwarts' texts as well as a copy of every book you have in stock that is not on this list." he said before handing over the list Otrera and some others had made of what books he had in his library.

"You trying to start your own library or something?" the clerk asked amused as he took the list.

"Not start, just update." he said shrugging making the clerk look at hi m in surprise "I recently claimed lordship over a house that had been inactive for a while and I am updating its library.".

"You have your own library?" a voice demanded from behind him and, turning, he saw a bushy haired eleven year old girl staring at him holding a stack of books that seemed to weigh more than she did.

"Yes what of it?" he asked a little irritated at her eavesdropping.

Not noticing his irritation the girl pressed on "Can I see it?".

"No." he said simply before turning back to the store clerk.

"What?!" the girl screeched from behind him drawing the attention of two people who might be her parents. "Why not?!" she demanded "Knowledge is supposed to be shared! I demand you let me see your library!".

Glaring at the girl he snarled "That library is my private property and you are not even welcome on the island in which it is housed.".

Before the girl could continue her rant her father placed a hand over her mouth and said "I am so sorry about this sir. My daughter is too headstrong for her own good and has an obsession to make everyone follow what she believes to the rules whether they are or not.".

Nodding at the man who was at least respectful he said "Very well, but control your daughter ore in the future.".

"Of course sir," the man said quickly while still trying to control his struggling daughter "my name is Daniel Granger by the way and this is my wife Emma," he nodded to the woman next to him "and my daughter Hermione who you just met.".

"I am Harry James Potter King of the Amazons," he said nodding and mentally snorting at their looks of shock "and these are two of my three wives Bellona and Otrera, my three children Artemis, Apollo, and Lily, as well as two of my slaves Dominique and Hestia.".

Shocked by his words the man, Daniel, let his hand drop from his daughter's mouth which she took advantage of to begin her rant anew "You have three wives and two slaves?!J" she yelled "That's barbaric!".

"I have six slaves actually," he said in a cold voice that stopped her in her tracks "and how dare you insult the traditions of my people. Who are you to define what is right and what is wrong?".

At that moment the shop clerk returned with a package the size of a matchbox which was handed over while telling him "Alright sir this contains your purchase shrunk down. All it needs is a simple shrinking charm to bring it up to an about the size of this counter and the inside is expanded. It also has a feather light charm placed on it for easier transportation.".

"Thank you sir." he said nodding to the man before walking off and sending a final glare at the girl who had insulted his culture. "I wonder how he got all of these together so fast?" he mused out loud as they left.

"He probably used an elf Ma…Harry." Dominique said hesitatingly.

"Explain please Dominique." he said turning to the dark haired woman.

Blushing at being the center of attention, at least for the moment, she said "Well there are different species of magical beings known as elves that serve wizard families. Their magic works differently than ours and needs to have a bond with either an individual witch or wizard or with a magical family or else they go crazy and die. They are treated by some but for the most part people, like my ex-husband, abuses and mistreat them as there are no laws to stop him from doing so.".

Nodding said "Thank you Dominique. Would you recommend acquiring the service of some elves for the island?".

"You Harry," Dominique said a little more confidently "I would and I also know of a place down in Knockturn Alley where we can find some.".

Nodding he said "Very well then we shall go there after we get my wand.". Entering the wand shop labelled Ollivander's he paused as he senses a presence trying to sneak up on him and spun, drawing his new sword as he did so, and pointed it in the face of a startled old man with white hair and silver eyes. "Why did you try to sneak up on me?" he demanded angrily.

"I find it amusing when people get startled!" the old man said quickly, holding his hands up in a gesture of surrender.

"Not so amusing when reversed now is it though?" he asked irritated.

"Not really," the man admitted before looking at the sword "where did you get a goblin made blade though?".

"This blade was made by one of my blacksmiths who is working with the goblins showing them some of my people's designs while they show her how they work the metal. This was the first sword she made with the new knowledge and gave it to me as a gift to her king. It is a Greek Hoplite sword in the style that was used in what is known as the year two hundred and fifty BC.", he said as he sheathed the beautiful weapon. It was one solid piece of gleaming steel with a blade of twenty six inches with the hilt big enough for one of his hands and a little extra room for growth and the cross-guard just being a slightly wider piece of steel that had a circle shaped scoop that showed part of the blade. "Now I am here for a wand or are you going to do something else stupid?" he asked the old man with a slight glare.

"No Mr. Potter," the old man said scared which put him more on edge that he knew his name "I have just the wand for you.".

With those words the man went to a specific shelf and pulled down a wand and went into some speech about how it was the twin wand of the man who gave him his scar and was made of holly and a phoenix feather but he held up a hand to stop the man when he approached "How did you know who I was Mr. Ollivander," he demanded "I never said my name but you knew who I was when I entered.".

The man started sweating lightly "No you told me don't you remember?" the old man insisted but failed to convince him.

Turning to Hestia he asked "Hestia is there another wandcrafter that we can go to who will not lie to us?".

Blushing at being the center of attention, must like Dominique had earlier, she said "I know of one yes.".

Nodding he said "Very well then, lead on." Before walking out of the store leaving a stammering old man behind clutching a single holly wand. Hestia led them down Knockturn alley and to a building that had just the word 'Wands' written above the door in fading paint to indicate what it was. "This the place?" he asked and got a nervous nod from Hestia, "Very well then.".

Pushing open the door he saw a bored looking man behind a counter who perked up when they entered, "How can I help you today?" the man asked eagerly once they were close enough.

"I am in need of a wand." he said simply and the man nodded before leading him to a pair of doors.

"We will have to go through each of these rooms to find the parts for your wand as I only do custom wands, not the pre made ones like Ollivander." the man said pointing to the two doors. Nodding he entered into the first room and, following the man's instructions, he selected his wood before doing the same for his core material. "Blood Elder and the feather from a royal war phoenix." the wand maker said practically giddy with excitement "both of which only ever individually go with strong warriors but both together will be incredible.".

"How long will it take to make?" he asked the man.

"Give me about an hour or so." the man before shooing them out the door so he could work.

Shaking his head at the man's excitement he turned to Dominique and asked "Can you take me to the place with elves then Dominique?".

Nodding the woman led us to a building where a balding man sat nursing a beer behind a counter looking much less accommodating than the wand crafter had. "What do you want?" the man slurred as he took another swig of his beer.

"I am here to acquire some elves," he said simply " and I was told this was the place to come.".

"Fine," the man grumbled followed by a belch "come with me then.". They were then led to a thick steel door which the man opened and let them enter "Pick the ones you want out but don't do anything to permanently damage them, I can't sell broken wares." before slamming the door shut.

Turning to Dominique he said "I don't like him.".

Sighing she said "The last man to own the shop wasn't so bad.".

Nodding in understanding he walked into the main area where the elves lived and saw a little over a hundred different elves milling around all who looked different. Some of the elves had blood red skin as well as glowing white horns, hair and eyes. Other elves had soft looking white skin, flowing black hair, and hazel eyes. A third group had soft blue-purple skin and eyes as well as pure white hair. The fourth group had tan skin, blonde hair, and leaf green eyes. The fifth group had flaming red hair, eyes the color of hot metal, and pale skin. The last group had pale white skin, blonde hair, and golden eyes. The first three groups were the largest with the last three being smaller.

As soon as they entered an elf woman from each group broke off and walked towards them seeming to be emissaries of their particular group, "Greetings Masters and Mistresses," the elf from the fourth group said bowing to them "how can we inferior beings serve you today?".

Scowling at what they were forced to do he said "Please do not bow, I don't like it." the six quickly straightened up. "Now I would like to acquire the service of some elves to help things on my island with my people.".

"Your Island Master?" the elf from the second group asked curious "Are you not English?".

"I am the King of the Amazons." he said making the six quickly bow again "What did I say about the bowing?" he groaned out. Blushing slightly the six straightened up again and he continued "As I said I am King of the Amazons and as such my people's laws are not the same as they are in England. If you live on my Island you could have your freedom to find jobs you wish and live your own lives. Even have wands if you wish as I doubt the English allow you to.".

Eyes wide the elf from the third group asked "May we go confer with our leaders Master?".

Nodding he said "You may… and please don't call me Master, just call me Harry.".

"Thank you…Harry." the third group elf said before the six all ran off to their leaders.

After a few minutes the six returned with six other elfish women whom he repeated his offer to. After a few moments the leader from the first group asked "May you take all of us with you?".

Nodding he said "That shouldn't be a problem." which got him a grateful nod from the elf.

"Do you know much about elves Harry?" the elf leader from the second group asked. When he shook his head she said "I thought so, allow me to give you a quick education. I am a High Elf, my kind are the best open combat warriors and are also scholars and poets.".

The leader of the first group stepped up "I am a Blood Elf, my kind are the best at arcane rituals and magic. We are also most adept at torture and interrogation.".

The leader of the third group stepped forward "I am a Dark Elf or Drow, my kind are the best assassins and spies.".

The fourth group leader spoke next "I am a Forest Elf, my kind are the best hunters and trackers. We are also adept at archery.".

The fifth group leader followed her "I am a Fire Elf, my kind have natural control over fire and are the best at healing.".

The final elf leader walked up next "I am a Water Elf, my kind are the best sailors and fishermen.".

Nodding he said "We shall make sure to find homes for all of you back on the island but as you know this is the island of the Amazons. The women that are capable are expected to train to be warriors while the men, apart from me and my children, are expected to do things like heal and run the shops and other similar more domestic duties."

"We understand Harry," the leader of the Blood Elves said nodding "and as a sign of good faith our emissary who spoke to you, Talia, wishes to become a servant of your household.".

The other leaders spoke similar sentiments and he agreed. After that they headed up and went to pay for them but he had to draw his sword when the man tried cheating him which quickly got a better price. After that they picked up his wand and had the elves teleport them to the island.

AN: Thanks for reading everybody. So please review and Long Live the Legion!