DISCLAIMER: Harry Potter was created by JKR, I do not own the rights to any characters, nor do I pretend to.

"Ow, that was my nipple!" A young man yelped.

"That's what you get – Hey!" A young woman yelped also.

"Turnabout is fair play." The young man responded with a laugh.

"Yeah, but my nipples are bigger, and therefore will hurt a lot more when pinched." She huffed as she blew a strand of hair out of her face. She couldn't hide her smirk though.

"You're cute when you do that."

"What? When I massage my boob or blow the hair out of my face?" She asked with a devilish glint in her eyes.

"Uh…both?"

"It's your fault, you tweaked my nipple"

"Oh yeah? Maybe I should inspect them for damage?" The young man slowly started to kiss the young woman.

It was a very passionate kiss, one that had her moaning into his mouth. After a few minutes of tongue play he slowly moved his hands down her back and softly felt the smoothness of her rear.

She shivered with acceptance, and he quickly responded with a squeeze before making his way up under her shirt. Actually it was his jersey, as he was the one who plays for the Gryffindor House team, but she commandeered it many months ago for a night shirt.

She pulled away for a few seconds before she pulled the shirt off over his head, and pushed him back on the bed. She quickly climbed on top of him and started into another fierce kiss.

By this point in time, it was very obvious that the young man was very excited and enjoying himself. Taking his hands out the back of her shirt, he quickly took off the jersey in one fluid motion. She was only in her bra and panties underneath (if you could call them that.)

He stared in awe for a few moments at her breasts hiding behind her skimpy clothing. He gulped audibly at the sight of her overly generous bust.

She gave a knowingly look and arched her back so she rubbed her gloriousness against his chest. After a few more minutes of playful rubbing and kissing, she was sitting on his chest.

She was working on the clasp of her bra while the other looked on with anticipation and trepidation, when the door opened loudly.

They both looked around for anywhere to hide and escape their compromising position, but of course there was none.

Two men were standing in the doorway.

One had his hair cropped short, and had a goatee. His hair was graying at the temples and he had some graying in his beard. He looked exhausted, but he also seemed resigned and used to it at the same time.

The other was a jovial looking man. He had his hair back in a ponytail, and he was clean shaven. He was also clearly wearing expensive looking silk clothes. He had a natural smile on his face until he caught his godson's venomous glare.

"Hey Harry…. Daph…ne. I- uh-… Your parents are here um, in the main, er… hall. You should go talk to them." Sirius finished lamely. Normally he would be poking fun at catching Harry in a compromising position with his girlfriend Daphne, and be extremely proud at the same time. However it looked like Harry was trying to set him on fire with his eyes alone, and knowing him, he might just succeed.

"What the fuck, ever hear of knocking? I know for a fact that I had two silencing spells and three different locking charms on the door." Harry responded with a bit of anger.

"Sorry pup, but ,uh, as the castle is keyed to me primarily, I can override most of the magic in this place." Sirius was scratching the back of his head embarrassed, and that was saying something. "Hey Moony if you can take Daphne down to her parents and explain the situation, I want to talk to Harry in private for a moment.

When Remus Lupin walked into the room, he was shocked to say the least. He wasn't expecting a scantily clad teenager to be groping his adopted nephew. He would say he was jealous in fact, as she was no doubt very attractive and very well endowed. He pushed those thought to the back of his mind, behind the similar thought about Auror Tonks. He didn't fail to notice the glistening of Daphne's arousal on Harry's chest, nor the smell of unfinished sex. Being a werewolf made his sense's very sensitive and he couldn't help but blush profusely.

Sirius and Remus both turned their backs while Daphne made herself decent and Harry muttered something about taking a cold shower and cursing Sirius and Remus to hell under his breath.

After Remus and Daphne left, Sirius had a few minutes to relax and compose himself while Harry took his shower.

"I guess it's too late for an apology?" Sirius offered as Harry strolled back in.

"You're going to be my target practice in training tonight. I can't bloody believe how amazingly lucky you have to be to walk in on us during that exact moment."

"I can't say how sorry I am. Was that…er…"

"That's the first time we've gone that far, and it would have gone farther if we weren't interrupted…" He almost spit venom out with his words. It is not nice to mess with a young hormonal boy's brain like that. "Seeing you embarrassed like that almost seemed worth it. On second thought…not even bloody close." He closed his eyes, imagining the softness of Daphne's breasts on his chest and in his hands, and a smile slowly came back to his face.

"Snap out of it pup. Am I going to have to give you the talk and teach you the charms?" Sirius asked with a smirk.

Harry shrugged noncommittally. "So why are her parents here?"

"They were approached by a Death Eater recruiter, and they decided to seek shelter instead of joining. They couldn't go to Dumbledore, or the Ministry, so they came to us. Or more specifically, you. We will be housing them here, as the wards on this place are extremely good."

Harry groaned. "Great. My girlfriend's parents are going to be staying in my home, and most definitely watching over their daughter like a hawk. I assume Astoria is here too?"

"Yeah. I already reconfigured a guestroom to be adequate for their family. I don't want to be around for the talk where Daphne tries to convince them to let her stay in your room every night."

"Uhg. I imagine we will probably be housing a few other families before this war is over with."

"More than likely, we can send out some preemptive invites to some of your friends before the Death Eater's try anything with them. We do have to have a talk with my cousin also."

"Yeah, that could be a good idea, although I don't know how many would accept. Hermione probably will, and maybe her boyfriend, as he is a high profile target."

"Who is it?"

"Viktor Krum." Harry replied nonchalantly.

"Merlin's Balls?! I might have Viktor bloody Krum staying in my castle?!" Sirius said with glee. It was almost like he didn't have the most famous wizard in Britain as his adopted son.

"I'm glad to see you get worked up so much over someone famous." Harry jeered.

"I'm excited! Amazing seeker, that kid is. You should have a face off match against him, to test your skill."

"Uhg, no thanks."

"Why not?" Sirius asked, disappointed.

"I think I could win, but if I did, how would that affect his career? I'm not looking to play professionally, but if we were to play Quidditch together I wouldn't want to be a seeker against him. I like Quidditch, but not as a competition. I simply enjoy the flying."

They left the conversation off like that and went to go meet the Greengrasses and help them get situated.

They walked into nicely furnished lounging room. The Mr. and Mrs. Greengrass were waiting patiently, while Astoria and Daphne were having a whispered conversation.

"Welcome to the castle Clan Greengrass." Sirius spoke up. "Now that the formalities are out of the way, I understand you had a little death eater problem?"

"Thank you Lord Black –" Mr. Greengrass started.

"Please, just Sirius." He said with a doggish grin.

"Thank you Sirius for allowing the rest of my family to stay here. It seems that my eldest daughter has already been spending most of her time here as she is quite smitten with Harry" he said with a smirk.

Mrs. Greengrass smacked her husband on the arm. "Play nice Ed." She admonished.

"Sorry Morgan." He said with a smirk.

Astoria just rolled her eyes at her parents antics while Daphne and Harry both blushed. Thank Merlin that they don't know about the incident that happened less than an hour ago.

Edmund and Morgan are a rare example of an old traditional pureblood marriage contract. It's a rare example because they actually became deeply in love with each other after they were forced to marry. Most marriage contracts are done as business deals and as a means to ensure that pureblood families live on. Naturally a lot of times young teenage daughters are sold off into the arms of a rich old man, but Morgan was lucky in that case also as Edmund was only a year older. Couples married this way are not required or expected to love each other, just to raise up a suitable heir.

Edmund himself was a somewhat imposing man. He was tall, a few inches over 6 feet. It was easy to see where Daphne got her height from. She didn't get her looks from either parent though; supposedly they are from her great-great-grandmother. That's not to say her parents were ugly.

Edmund definitely wasn't a Goyle or Crabbe, but he wasn't a Malfoy either. He didn't pretend to be though. Morgan was quite pretty in her own right. She could make heads turn twice, but she was no Veela or Black.

Astoria, on the other hand, was a miniature version of her mother. From the blond hair down to the petite frame and freckles across her face. Daphne was silently thankful that her sister wouldn't have to put up with the same stuff she did from maturing early.

"Anyways." Ed continued. "Anyways a man apparated onto our property wearing a white mask. Naturally, living through the Dark Lord's reign of terror, we knew what this man was. It is not the first time we have been visited by a recruiter, but it is the first time since His return. We have no interest in subverting the muggles as a large portion of our income comes through muggle business. We can't go to Dumbledore because he just doesn't like us as he thinks we are a dark family. The ministry is in an eternal struggle and can't help us the way we need. That leaves asking Harry Potter for help, or leaving the country. Harry defeated the Dark Lord once and he shall do it again."

"Fair enough." Sirius replied. "It is fair obvious that the Dark Lord hates Harry, and will keep coming after him. Naturally, Harry is going to fight back."

"I don't really have a choice, but I am willing to fight. I've been training since last summer and I will continue to do so. We have more than enough room in the castle for a few families. If we can't help out our friends, than who can we help?" Harry responded.

"Exactly pup. The wards on this place are extensive. From detection wards, to being unplottable, and everything short of the Fidelus pretty much. The magic in the castle is still new so it would be easy to reconfigure a guest quarters into whatever you want."

"This is most appreciated. You have our thanks."

"I will show you the way myself." Sirius responded.

After Sirius showed them to the rooms Astoria and Daphne decided to have a little talk, while their parents talked with the elves about how they wanted the room reconfigured.

"So how serious are you with Harry?" Astoria asked curiously.

"I love him. He loves me. He is brave, kind, and a good listener. He values my opinion. He's patient with me and doesn't rush the relationship."

"And what do the other Slytherins think?"

"Mixed bag really. The purists can be a very vicious lot. Not every girl comes out of that house untouched if you know what I mean." At Astoria's nod she continued.

"And since I developed, well you know, earlier than most, I had a lot of unwelcomed attraction, but not many friends. I was afraid that something could have happened last year to that regards, but nothing did. Being Harry's Girlfriend would either deter them all, or make them more determined. Harry is very powerful, and the whole school knows it now. If anyone messes with me, Harry would probably take their life."

"Knight in shining armor" Astoria sighed wistfully.

"Yeah. Even Malfoy has cooled off towards Harry nowadays. It seems that once Harry ditched Weasley that most of the hatred followed Weasley and not Harry. It seems that since Harry got 'The perfect pureblood princess' and started acted more 'proper' that the Slytherins stopped most of their antics. I was really afraid that someone might try to hurt Harry by hurting me. If it wasn't for me training with Harry it might of happened. Harry doesn't know it but I was nearly assaulted twice in the first two months. They weren't excepting me to be able fight back and I subdued them in seconds. You always have to watch your back, and maybe get some armor for it too."

Astoria looked distraught at the mention of possible rape, but she was glad that her sister's virginity and dignity were still intact.

Daphne noticed the slight shift in her sister's demeanor. "Cheer up Astoria. Maybe we can get Harry to teach you a few spells to defend yourself with." Daphne soothed.

"Really?"

"Yeah. He's a really nice guy once you looked past his fame." Astoria perked up at thought of lessons with the boy-who-lived.

"Just act normal around him and you will be fine. He hates his fame. His parents died for him, remember that." Astoria nodded her head.

Meanwhile, back in Sirius' private study, Moony, Padfoot, and Harry were going over plans.

"First things first. I need my own wards on my room. I have no desire to be caught like that again."

"Fine,fine." The 'adults' both snickered.

"Hey! You wouldn't want me to catch you and Sinistra in a compromising position would you? Or you and Tonks, Moony?"

"Hey there is nothing going on between us." Sirius and Lupin both said at the same time.

"Sure. Just get me the damn wards."

"Ok, next order of business is about my cousin."

"Which?"

"Narcissa"

"Oh THAT one." Harry responded.

"With her husband dead, she wants protection from the head of our family, which is me. She fears that with her husband dead the death eaters will come after her and her son in payment, and then the rest of the Malfoy wealth including the Manor. She wants to abandon the Manor and go into hiding and wait out the war. "

"Hmmm. As long as they take some oaths to insure against betrayal and such and no fighting inside the castle."

"Naturally. I'm going to put some extremely death eater prejudiced wards too."

"Like anyone with a dark magic protean charm gets stunned, disarmed, and thrown into our dungeon?"

"Or outright killed."

"That works too."

"I guess I'll go floo her." Moony stated.

"Just make sure they get a room that is the farthest away from mine as possible."

"Sure thing. Oh and one last thing. I have a pretty tight schedule at work this week, and the full moon is two days away. It's not really my place to ask, but would you keep Moony company?"

Harry thought about it for a few seconds. His animagus form should keep the werewolf in check quite easily, especially under wolfsbane potion. "Sure, I'll do it."

"Thanks, he will appreciate it a lot."

The former Mrs. Malfoy (now Black) and former Malfoy heir (now head) arrived with little fanfare. They ignore pretty much everyone and kept to themselves. They even managed to not get into a fight with the Greengrasses, who they considered below them in the hierarchy. Narcissa spent most of the day lamenting her life with Sirius, while Draco took to the Quidditch pitch by himself and shot against the hoops all day.

Harry sent his owl off to a bunch of his friends asking if they wanted shelter at the castle. It would take a few days to get any responses back.