Death of a friendship
The five hadn't been called upon again for their services, although from listening to their offers, their kink knew no bounds. Harry tried multiple times to be rid of the five but it seemed an impossible task, parselmouth didn't work, which would also explain how minx and roll had managed to ignore Harry's orders during their tryst. Sev was desperate to be rid of the little buggers, try sleeping with five snakes aiming to get into your pants every night, changing chambers didn't help; they turned up everywhere. Finals were coming up for the fifth and seventh year students, Sev needed some decent sleep to prepare the exams and he was becoming more and more irritable with Harry, after all it was he who conjured up the sex mad snakes. Harry had finally that morning managed to charm the snakes to sleep, he was hoping to be rid of them while they slept, and if he managed to leave them in London during his visit, they'd have a hard time getting back. He slipped them into an extendable pocket in his outer robes then headed on out.
Harry wanted to see Hermione at St Mungos, it had been a week since the battle, he had already visited his friend but she had slept through the whole thing. This time he was hoping that they could finally talk about their bright futures in a world free of Voldemort. The visit to Hermione left Harry feeling yet again abandoned and betrayed, almost how he felt when Ron refused his friendship at the beginning of the TriWizard Tournament, in fact this was worse, she announced that she wouldn't be back for seventh year in September, she was going to sit her Newts this summer at the Ministry, then head off to College then University in Muggle England, she said that she needed to be away from Magic, she'd risked her life too often around Harry and lost Ron too. Harry couldn't believe what his now ex friend was saying, all the while that Voldipants was around she never backed down from danger, she joined the Order of her own free will, and now that the danger was over she no longer wanted or needed Harry as a friend? Harry lost his cool with her before leaving to never see that girl again. Who had she lost personally during the war?
Nobody, whereas Harry had lost both his parents, his Godfather and recently Remus, the last connection with his parents, where the hell did she get off moaning about her trials in life, was she beaten and starved at home? No of course not, did she have Voldipants trying to kill her since birth? No yet again, so did she plan out her friendship with "The Harry Potter" like she planed her homework and revising? Would she have stayed on the magical side of the Leaky Cauldron had harry died in the final battle? The answer was probably for the two, with Harry dead after the war and Ron already gone, she could have rolled on the wave of Harry's popularity, being remembered as his best friend, but with a Harry Potter alive and well, she had no chance of making herself look better than she was with harry there to refute her lies. So she had never been his friend, of course, when they first met on the train, she already knew everything about Harry, at eleven years old, she had already decided to put Harry's notoriety to use to help in her social climbing, and what of their friendship with Ron, was that forced too? After all, they constantly bickered, was she forcing herself to play nice? It would seem so. Harry had plans for Hermione; a few well placed hints with journalists around should do the trick.
Harry decided that after his confrontation with Hermione, he needed to seriously change his dark ideas, where better to head off to than WWW on Diagon Alley, Fred and George would lift his spirits. They may even be able to help him out with his tasks, disgrace publicly Hermione and rid him of five determined snakes; maybe they'd like the twins! The shop front was closed; it was lunch time the two usually ate in the back room toying with their latest inventions. Being the silent partner of the affair Harry had permission to drop in whenever he pleased; the wards were open to him, so he slipped in and made his way to the back room where he could effectively hear the twins working on something. They'd apparently lost their latest prototype, which hadn't fully been tested, if it had somehow gotten into the wrong hands and used, well….. At least no one knew it was their work. Harry entered the back room to discover Fred and George looking over a large snake on their worktop. They explained that the snake was part of an experiment, but that the other members of the group had mysteriously disappeared the week before, they were still hoping for their return after all of the work they had put in. When Harry asked the name of the new product, he nearly died of embarrassment. The twins pulled out their mock publicity flyer for the product "WWW proudly presents Six Sexy Snakes"; and the twins were missing five snakes! Harry laughed hysterically, thinking of the stupid Muggle joke "Hey; is that a snake you've got in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?" The twins looked on in awe as Harry emptied his pocket, setting the five sleeping snakes in front of them.
Harry was then introduced to the snakes Grip and Grope, Rattle and Roll then Minx and Max; Max being the large snake that Harry hadn't met before. After a long discussion it turned out that the six were sex toys that the twins were experimenting with, not real snakes at all, which explained why they could understand Parseltongue, but not be controlled by it, as they already had some pre set prerogatives. Of course the twins wanted to hear all about the first live testing, as they hadn't yet tried them out themselves, Harry had a hard time not blushing constantly while he explained briefly what the snakes had done, the twins sat and listened tightly crossing their legs to conceal their own levels of excitation. The "testing" by Harry and Sev showed that an obedience spell needed to be reinforced to get the snakes to back off if they weren't needed by their owners. The twins howled with laughter when Harry explained the state Sev was in, not wanting to sleep for fear of being molested by the five should he drop his vigilance. They were more than efficient at doing their job Harry explained, you just can't black out for an hour every time you reach orgasm; which of course got the twins howling again, and thinking that the really needed to test the six that very same afternoon, they'd shut up shop as soon as Harry was out of there! No amount of discussion however could explain how Harry managed to conjure five of the six in the first place, nor why he couldn't rid himself and Sev of the snakes, how after all could it be possible for simple sex toys be sentient enough to know that Harry being a business partner to the twins was also their co owner, the twins would need to find a charm to transfer ownership to the buyers if ever the snakes were put on the market, otherwise they and Harry would have hundreds of Sexy Snakes turning up ready to pleasure them, recognizing only them as their "Masters".
Harry was now in a light enough mood to talk about his visit to Hermione, he outlined his plan for the witch, press exposure for what she was, no interviews of course, just a good deal of gossip; Rita Skeeter would have a field day. The three wizards headed off to the Leaky Cauldron to get the gossip going. Harry stormed into the pub feigning anger; explaining that he was sick of people trying to use his fame for their own profit, all eyes and ears in the place were discretely upon them, everyone loves a good piece of gossip after all. Harry bemoaned his false friendship with Hermione, his creepy stalker fans and the many sexual propositions from people wanting to bed the Boy Who Lived just to brag of their exploits at a later date, preferably in the press for five minutes of fame and a handful of Galleons. Thank Merlin he already had a life partner. And that would be all it would take to ruin Hermione's chances of ever working in the Magical World, getting the stalkers to back off and end the indecent propositions once and for all. Harry despised Rita and her kind, but for once, he was using their talents to get what he wanted, peace of mind. The next fourty eight hours should seal the deal.
Sev was more than pleased to see the back of the snakes, they'd had fun with them, but they were overzealous and he wasn't a hormone driven teenager anymore. Rita and her consorts effectively had a field day from the gossip picked up from the locals at the Leaky Cauldron. With Rita's headline "Our Hero Sick of Leeches" and Witches Weekly's "So Who Has Stolen Our Hero's Heart?" The end of term was going to be peaceful, the few who knew of his and Sev's relationship were the ones they trusted above all others not to leak the information to the press, it had not become public knowledge on the exact manner in which the two had defeated Voldemort, they knew now of the prophesy, that Harry had been destined from birth to kill or be killed by the mad man, but no further information was offered; so their relationship was safe from gossip and the sharp tongues of those who wouldn't accept their union. As soon as term was over, the couple was going to head off to Sev's holiday home to get away from it all, and no longer have to hide their feelings for each other.