Dumbledore could not believe how fate was trashing him. First Harry and Sirius were no longer under his control then to crown it he was almost made a female by one of his lovers, but the worst for him was that Minerva is the bottom in the relationship and almost a total submissive. What scared him was that she was angry enough to attempt it. Then when he came around after that alone in his office he had to hear the Hat and Fawkes snickering at him.
All the portraits were empty, this did not make him feel at ease, no he did not feel too good as all of them belonged to powerful families all over the wizarding world. He got this bad feeling that his woes would be all over before he could try and stop it. This realization came too late as a score of Goblins invaded his office not looking very happy at all, and for them that is no mean feat, as they normally look not happy. "Albus Dumbledore you have some explaining to do…" they looked at him then double checked their eyes by rubbing them as it looked like he was pissing himself, but the puddle on the floor gave of a distinct iron smell, plus it was bright red "err. Why do you look like your pissing blood?" Albus looked down at himself and passed out at the sight. After a bit when he came to he almost passed out again, but noted it seemed someone had healed him as he no longer felt weak from blood loss and, he passed out again his exploring hands told him why he was no longer bleeding it seemed the Goblins had a cauterize way not a healing way, he was missing something that he really, really wanted back, now he would need to squat to take a leak he saw the goblins busy packing up all his belongings. All his beloved books he had stole… erm borrowed and his silver trinkets. Looking closer at the one wall he saw they even got into this private library and potions laboratory. The voice he dreaded boomed over to him. "Well all your accounts are empty and all the Potter items and books you had have been returned to his family vaults BAR the money you used. Mind you, the only way this could be worse for you is if the Basilisk you sold us and to the potions guild would be if it also belonged to Mr. Potter."
Dumbledore fainted at this.
The goblins started to laugh at him, it was a good thing he was out for laughing goblins wasn't a nice sight to see. (Think of a tank full of piranhas smelling blood, or maybe a ambulance chaser thinking commission, or even a Politian thinking how to get more bribes…erm help the public more) well they were sort off, After all even the densest person would know that a 1000 year old basilisk were rare, add to that the fact that he knew Harry's abusers and he could see where this was going, or that was what he thought.
Now it would explain his current circumstance, namely DOBBY the ex Malfoy house elf showing him how to wear a pillowcase, now that he figured he could pull off but to be shown how to wandlessly (as house elf's are not allowed wands) having to learn how to clean and do laundry and cleaning the bathrooms, the toilets was the worst… Why oh why did it have to be Dobby, he was taught to clean those with his tongue and the side off his head Dobby had smiled and said "as he had not got the right ears for hanging a cleaning rag on he would need to use a some of his pillow case wrapped around his head to make sure it was polished". He had asked why he could not just use his hands and a bog brush and Dobby laughed at that. "But Dumbles if you don't you might not get any food if they forget to feed you. It why elves eat just about anything. Some wizards made it Illegal for Elves to do anything that made them look equal in the eyes of wizards. It had to taste nice before it was clean. His mind wandered back to the day all this started.
"SO Mr. Potter sold us some of HIS Basilisk and wanted Armor and weapons for Him and His godfather, first and then to see who is his real friends and family, whom is on his side and whom is working for you pretending to be is friend. After that we still have a discussion on abuse of power, stealing from a minor and of course my favorite, corrupting a Goblins honor." Albus crapped himself and fainted again. This time he was brought around by a Kick to his side. The same goblin carried on as if he hadn't had to kick Dumblebutt several times to get his attention away from his probable broken ribs and back onto the important stuff like making money and shafting big headed wizards who stick their noses into goblin business. From then on it had gone down hill. Until he realised he and even one of his own ancestors had made these very rules but they were intended for Muggleborn and half-bloods not people of importance like him.
THWACK This brought him back to the present.
Dobby was standing there looking at him with an evil glint to his eyes. "Dumbels no sleep, much work to bees done. Dumbels to many clothes, yous not a wissie no more yous to wear pillow case like good house elfs." This comment got him to open his eyes with a shock before him stood Dobby the house elf. Dobby getting impatient with this man-elf. "Move arse, much to be done much to be done." Dumbledore looked totally bewildered and started to ask what was going on, "Dobby wha…" Dobby just handed him a letter from the Goblins grumbling about how slow this new slave is.
Dumbledore
It was Mr. Potter's Basilisk! You're in debt to Mr. Potter to the sum of 50 million Galleons. As the Law states, for your crimes and your inability to pay him back at this time you are Mr. Potters Slave till such a time that you have paid him back. The sad Fact that due to wizarding law stating that slaves my not earn any money it will be a LONG LONG time before you would have worked of your debt owing to Mr. Potter. We have also delivered your wand to Mr. Potter, as slaves are not allowed one. Please do ENJOY your live as a slave Bastard for if he decides to free you, your ass will belong to US. You will be OURS to do with whatever for the dishonor you have brought us.
Regards
The Goblin nation.
Dumbledore paled it was a loose, loose situation and he could not think of one thing a slave could do to get out of it. If Potter now had the cloak and the wand then it was just the stone, the fact that Potter and Sirius now had his diaries made him shiver. They would find out what he had done for the "greater good" and they may not be as understanding as the Goblins. He couldn't even use his knowledge of the prophecy as they even had that n..."owwwwwww" his thoughts were cut of by Dobby hitting him on his posterior with what could be called maniacal glee and a nine tail horse whip. The problem was he was using what Dumbldore soon recognised as his own rolled up and weaved beard to, to , " he reached up and felt his bold chin "NOOOOOOOOOO" he felt his head also bold " Dumbles has lice I think so I shave him not want masters clothes or house get lice. Then he started to whip Albus with his own hand made one of a kind bearded whip. Dumbles did not know whether to cry or feint in the end Dobby solved it for him and just popped them both away and pushed the crying wizards head down a toilet then flushed it.
Upstairs
Amelia couldn't believe it her best panties and she had lost them. She hadn't even thought about it until she felt Harry's breath on her down there. Now she smiled this was going to be so much fun. They had tested 4 broom closets on the way to the tower. Not all the way but enough for them both to be more than a little steamed. Then as they had gone up to Harry's room she had been more than a tad naughty and kept one of her hands down the front of his trousers. She did promise herself one thing she would never go Pureblood again it seemed that their IQ was not the only thing that was stunted. Either that or Mr Potter was a very unusual boy. She gave him another squeeze okay man defiantly man, mind you maybe centaur be better after all men said more than a handful was a waste when it came to a women's breast well she had a handful and even then she couldn't get her fingers to meet. She decided more than maybe 5 handfuls was a waste as no way was she going to use a shrinking charm on him. Mind you she did think she and Susan could easily share and maybe Hanna as well there was more than enough room for 3 mouths at once. She sighed and lay back against his pillows as he showed her why Parseltongue was a miss understood skill. Reciting the Hogwarts school song in Parseltongue on her clit (all 6 verses) proved too much for her and she hoped her last coherent thought was she hoped he would wait until she came around. For Harry having a sexy older women spray his face with her love juices was a big turn on, for her to pass out was a bit disappointing (not that he noticed right away he was only half way through verse 6). When he did notice he stopped got up fluffed another pillow a bit and lay down beside her as her breathing became more regular. He was lucky Sirius had told him the Pureblood myth that women could have multiple orgasms and that a man could make a women pass out from them. It seemed it was no myth. He got out his hand book of sex written by one Sirius black and checked it's list.
snog in broom closet. Got a tick
fondle arse. Got a tick
stick tongue down throat. Got another
make out with an older women. Also got ticked
give women her orgasm before you come. Got a question mark because he was unsure if he should include the ones he gave her in the broom closets.
Impress the women with a foreign language. Also got a question mark as he had no idea if Parseltongue counted.
Try to make out in the most dangerous place you can. Well he had tried the hallway outside the headmasters office and his own common room and his dorm so he decided to tick that.
After that he couldn't yet tick anything as it was mainly positions and in some cases required multiple people. Mind you He was not complaining far from it. And from the way Amelia was stirring he could soon get onto some of them other boxes to tick. He just hoped the "Oh God look at that monster" was not a bad thing he had heard Ron and some of the other Purebloods say he was deformed and he was certainly a lot bigger than them. Why oh why couldn't he be normal? It was a question he never seem to get an answer to.
Thanks to my Beta Dragoonz and also to my invisible friend who said he was annoyed with me for taking so long on picking up the keyboard. (Would done it sooner but thought I end up hitting the sod).