Chapter two

'Harry, what is it?' Hermione asked.

'Just memories Hermione, being here, in this house, where I always felt at home, their all good memories, I wasn't sure how I would feel. Anyway,' Harry sat beside Hermione and pulled out an envelope, 'The moment I knew you two were getting married I organised this, so this is my wedding present to the two best friends anyone could ask for, and Ron, you can't turn me down.'

'Harry, what have you done?' Ron asked as he stared down at the envelope in his fiancée's hands.

'Open it and see.'

Hermione and Ron stared at Harry, then the envelope before looking back at Harry who sat grinning at them. Hermione slowly opened it and pulled out the document, then she gasps.

'Harry, no,' Ron said staring down at what Hermione was holding.

'What is it Hermione?' Jean asked.

'Harry, he bought Ron and me a house, this is the deed,' Hermione turned slowly then hugged Harry, 'You shouldn't have done this.'

'No, you shouldn't have,' Ron said still staring at the document in Hermione's hand.

'You're my best friends, I wanted you both to have a good start to your married life. It took you long enough to get here, so I knew this would help.'

'How can you afford this Harry?' Arthur asked.

'You know I got everything when Sirius died, but I also have my parents two vaults. So after working out everything with the goblins, they gave me an inventory of what I had. The Potter's were pretty rich, so were the Blacks, that's why I haven't bothered working, I don't need to.'

'You haven't worked at all?' Bill asked.

'No, I've been travelling, seeing the world. I actually only settled back in Britain a couple of months back, bought an apartment in London but I have a house in the Scottish highlands, that's where I've just come from. So I know what all of you have been doing, apart from Fred, Hermione's letters are always informative and go into details,' Harry smirked at his friend, 'She never changed, but I have to say Hermione, you've gotten more beautiful since the last time I saw you.'

'Thank you Harry, that's sweet.'

'If you weren't gay I'd be worried,' Ron said but he was amused, 'You've always been the one bloke I'd let get away with that.'

'You never used to when you thought Hermione liked me and not you. But to me, Hermione has always been my sister, right sis?'

'Oh Harry,' Hermione grinned then hugged him, 'But what's with the long hair, earring and all the leather?'

'The leather is better for the bike and the hair, well at least it doesn't stick up anymore, not like it used to, the earring is just something I liked. So it looks like a lot of plans for the wedding, how's it going?'

'Time consuming,' Ron grimaced making Harry laugh, 'It might be your turn one day mate.'

'Not me, I'm not going to belong to anyone, I like to do what I want when I want and not have to answer to anyone, a great way to live. So how's being an auror?'

'Hard work, dangerous, that's nothing new. You know my boss was hoping you'd be back to join the aurors.'

'Why, he never met me.'

'You are the saviour Harry, he figured with all your experience you'd make a great auror, plus Kingsley used to tell him a lot about you.'

'After my life I wanted nothing to do with fighting anymore, had that for far too long.'

'I took Ron to see the house, did you have it repaired?' Hermione asked tentatively.

'Yeah, I figured now the war was over it should be fixed.'

'You're not going to live in there, are you Harry? Your parents were murdered in that house,' Arthur said.

'No, but I have been in there though, I wanted some of my parents stuff, but I could never live there. I found my parents wands though, so I kept those. Oh remember that picture Ron, of me as a kid on the broom and you could see my dad's legs as he chased me?'

'Yeah, you found it in Sirius' room, what about it?'

'I found the broom, I've got that mounted on my wall in my house. But I brought something to show Hermione,' Harry got up and went to his jacket, then sat down, took Hermione's hand and placed a small pin in her hand, 'Look at the back.'

Hermione turned it over, ' D, what do those letters stand for?'

'Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, that's what Voldemort was going to use. I found it inside my old cot. I sent a letter to McGonagall so she could ask Dumbledore. He said that pin went missing when he was still the transfiguration teacher, Voldemort stole it as a student. Dumbledore said I could keep it if I wanted to.'

'So that would have been the seventh Horcrux?' Arthur asked staring at the small pin in Hermione's hand.

'Technically the sixth, he made Nagini after he returned. But as everyone knows, it ended up being me.'

'I need to ask this Harry, Kingsley put out a release about everything and in it he said you had to die and you did die, but came back. Is that true?' Percy asked.

'All true, having a horcrux out there meant he'd never die, so I faced him, let him kill me. I was dead for a while, spoke with Dumbledore about a few things then I came back. Now that shocked me, I didn't expect to survive.'

'So you were in the afterlife with Dumbledore, he must have waited for you,' Bill said.

'He did, he wanted to explain some things to me. I saw what Voldemort was going to be like. See, Dumbledore and I were the same, we looked the same, but him, gruesome.'

'Is that why you told him to try for some remorse because no one could ever work out why you said that?' Charlie asked.

'Yep, I knew he wouldn't listen, he never listened to anyone that's why I knew I'd beat him in the end. Anyway, let's get off the subject of that arsehole.'

'Harry, language, you know better than that,' Molly scolded.

Harry chuckled, 'Sorry…mum,' everyone around the table except the Grangers laughed, they could see how Harry saying that one little word would make Molly Weasley give Harry anything. So instead of her usual yelling, she wiped a tear that was falling down her face.

Harry had excused himself and went upstairs to use the bathroom. When he came back down Charlie stepped in his way and whispered.

'So how about we hook up Harry, we might have a good time?'

Harry saw everyone in the kitchen watching them. Bill and the twins looked amused, Ginny just kept shaking her head but she was grinning, Ron looked shocked and Hermione just smiled.

'I'd have to think about that Charlie boy, but let me try something.'

'You're not going to do anything here in front of everyone, are you Harry?' Arthur asked.

'Nothing like that, just watch, close your eyes Charlie.'

'What are you up too Potter?'

'You'll see and you'll love it, so close your eyes.'

'Alright, I better not end up naked,' Charlie smirked then closed his eyes.

'Harry, what…?'

Hermione never got to finish her question as Harry put his finger to his lips, then he stood directly in front of Charlie then both his hands were about six inches from him as he moved them all over. First around his head, still not touching him, they just kept moving, then down his arms, over his chest. Everyone could see Charlie's breathing had spiked and he was now panting. Harry continuously moved his hands all around and over Charlie's body but not once did he make contact, Charlie groaned softly, then a little louder. Harry even went right down to his feet then back up again before he slowly dropped his hands, turned to face everyone with a very cheeky smile on his face.

'What have you done to Charlie, look at him and his breathing, it's like his been running?' Bill asked.

'Not running, but I'm sure Charlie will explain.'

'Oh blimey,' Charlie's breathing was still heavy as he slowly opened his eyes and stared at Harry then he was kissing Harry, hot, hungrily, passionately.

'What in the name of merlin did Harry do to him, that look was like someone in love?' Bill asked.

Harry and Charlie broke apart, 'Enjoy that did you Charlie?' Harry chuckled.

'Oh merlin, oh shit.'

'Come on, tell us what all that was about,' Ginny said.

Harry slowly went to move but Charlie grabbed his hand then dropped to his knees in front of him making everyone gasp in either shock or surprise.

'Do it for real, you have to.'

'Oh, so it was me was it Charlie?' Harry smirked.

'Yeah, with the way you look, who else would it be?'

'I'll think about it, but your family is wondering what is going on.'

'We are, so come on Charlie, what's going on?' Bill asked.

Harry went to move but Charlie stood suddenly and grabbed his hand again, 'I saw and felt everything but I can't explain it.'

'Okay, maybe I should,' Harry turned to face everyone, 'Charlie was experiencing a very enjoyable encounter, a very sensual and sexual encounter. He could feel everything and to him it was real, every touch was real, every response was real right until he finished. Whatever his mind could think of, he felt it and did it. So even though all you saw was Charlie standing there and he was breathing heavily, he actually just had sex.'

'That's impossible,' Ron gapped.

'Where did you learn that Harry?' Hermione asked.

'It's my charm, I came up with that about a year ago. I have no idea why it popped into my head, but it did so it took me about three months to perfect it, but it's perfect. The person will see who they want, so like with Bill he would see Fleur, Ron would see Hermione and visa-versa. I figured Charlie would go for one of his old partners, but he didn't. It works on the subconscious, picks the person you have the strongest feelings for.'

'I have to see this, do me Harry,' George said and stood in front of Harry with everyone laughing.

'Okay, just being straight, don't think about me,' Harry laughed.

'Definitely not you Potter, now come on.'

Harry nodded, 'Close your eyes, no talking or moving,' Harry started to move his hands all over George and like Charlie his breathing spiked, but also a few pleasurable groans escaped George. When Harry finished he dropped his hands and stepped back right into Charlie's hard body and ended up with the strong arms wrapped around him.

'I think Charlie's in lust Harry,' Fred grinned then stared at his twin, 'Come on George, tell us.'

'Oh my god,' George slowly opened his eyes, 'It was real but it wasn't, oh we have to work on a product for the shop. Everyone will want to have this virtual sex, for times when they can't have real sex.'

'Um Charlie, I would really like a drink, so can you let me go big man?'

'Oh blimey, tell me you will for real?'

'Alright, now let me go you big ape,' Harry laughed but was finally released from Charlie and sat down taking a huge drink.

'Even though that is impressive magic Harry, what gave you the idea?' Hermione asked.

'Okay, I still have no idea why it popped into my head, but I think this was the reason. I was out with some people I met, we'd been having a good time. This one woman, Sally, she was really nice, but her husband was away working. She was telling me that was normal but those times were hard because apart from missing him she missed their sex. I think that must have been stuck in my very drunken head while I was sleeping.'

'Alone?' Charlie asked gazing at Harry to much laughter from everyone around the table, all but the Grangers who had no idea how to take Harry Potter.

'As a matter of fact I…wasn't, I was with these two very cute blokes.'

'Oh you've done it now Harry, Charlie's definitely in lust with you,' Bill laughed as everyone stared at Charlie's glazed look as he stared at Harry, he was practically drooling.

'Later Charlie,' Harry said very softly and seductively as he ran his finger over Charlie's lips, then Harry turned and grinned at everyone as they laughed watching and listening to Charlie groaned and pant. Harry turned back to Hermione, 'I've actually come up with a few new spells. Remember when you became me and then told me you had a look?'

'Yes, it was hilarious watching your face Harry, it was so red with embarrassment.'

'Watch this Miss Granger then you won't think it's so funny,' Harry stood up, closed his eyes and his hands moved from his head down over his body to everyone's loud gasps.

'Don't you dare Harry,' Ron blurted out quickly as Harry changed to become Hermione.

'Oh you can't, please Harry, please, don't,' Hermione's panicked voice begs, again to much laughter around the table.