Harry Potter: Soul Bond and Marriage Contracts
Chapter One – Bonding
Chapter Start
"Ginny Weasley, would you give me the privilege of escorting you to the Yule Ball?" asked Harry, fidgeting nervously.
"I would love to," replied Ginny.
Ron clapped Harry on the back. "Give my sister a good time, mate. She really likes you." Ron then turned to face Hermione. "Would you give me the honor of escorting you to the ball, Hermione?"
Hermione tackled Ron, hugging him. "Of course."
The weekend before the Yule Ball was a Hogsmeade weekend, and Gladrags was bustling with activity. Thus, Harry and Ginny left Ron and Hermione there and took the floo from the Three Broomsticks to Diagon Alley.
Ginny gasped when Harry led her to Twilfit and Tattings. "Robes here are expensive," she warned him. "I'll only be able to pay for a seventh of the cost of my dress robes, at the most."
Harry just grinned. "If you insist. I'm more than willing to just buy them for you."
The couple entered the shop, greeted by the regally dressed shopkeeper, Catherine Twilfit, and her younger partner, Samantha Tatting. "Greetings, Heir Potter, Miss Weasley. If you'd please, get undressed so that my partner can measure you," said Madam Twilfit. Harry and Ginny complied, blushing as they glimpsed each other sky clad. As Samantha measured them, Catherine began asking them questions. "Do you want a more traditional or modern style of robes?"
Harry thought for a moment. "For a school ball, I think we should go a bit more traditional for the outer robes, and a bit more modern for what we wear under them."
"So a mixture of traditional and modern," considered Catherine. "Traditional outer robes for a wizard resemble a long coat, coming down to the mid thigh. Traditional outer robes for a witch resemble a somewhat longer coat, coming down to the knees. Traditional colors include black, charcoal gray, and navy blue.
"Black with silver trimming would be fine," said Ginny. "The Potter family crest over the left breast, and the Weasley family crest over the right." Harry nodded in agreement.
"For modern under robes, a white dress shirt and a pair of slacks that match the outer robes for the wizard, and a tie that matches the color of the witch's dress or blouse. For the witch, a blouse and skirt or a dress would work."
"A blouse and skirt would be perfect," said Ginny. "The blouse matching Harry's eyes, the skirt matching the outer robes."
Catherine Twilfit nodded, jotting down notes. "Last is the matter of the material. Acromantula silk is our finest material, and the easiest to enchant, and it lasts a lifetime, but it is also the reason why our robes are said to be so pricey. Demiguise wool, stripped of its invisibility, is less pricey, but far less easy to enchant."
"Acromantula silk sounds perfect," said Harry. "How much are we talking about?"
"Your total will be around the ballpark of 200 galleons," replied Madam Twilfit. "Sign this slip, and it will be taken from your vault."
Harry signed the slip. He and Ginny did their best to stand still as the seamstress began working on their dress robes. They left the shop a few hours later with bags containing their new dress robes.
They then stopped at a jeweler in Knockturne Alley, where Harry purchased a stunning silver necklace with matching earrings for Ginny to wear at the Yule Ball.
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The evening of the Yule Ball came and Harry's jaw dropped as Ginny walked down the staircase from her dorm. Ron nudged him. "Bloody hell, my sister cleans up well. You better hex any other wizard who looks at her funny."
Beside Ginny, stood Hermione, who looked stunning in her periwinkle dress, but was outshone by Ginny nonetheless. Ron greeted his date with a kiss on the hand, as did Harry.
The four of them made their way down to the entrance hall, where Professor McGonagall was waiting. The Professor shed a tear when she greeted Harry and Ginny. "You two look so much like James and Lily right now."
Harry nodded, conveying his gratitude, before taking his partner's arm, and following the other champions into the Great Hall. Victor Krum and Fleur Delacour had apparently decided to attend the ball together, while Cedric had the Asian Ravenclaw witch Cho Chang on his arm.
Ginny and Harry only had eyes for each other as they danced the night away. They barely noticed as the dance moved to the courtyard outside the Great Hall. After the final dance, they kissed under the stars, a golden glow of magic surrounding them as they began snogging. When they pulled apart, they met the twinkling eyes of the Headmaster. "Mr. Potter, Miss Weasley, the two of you have just initiated a soul bond, if I am not mistaken."
"You are not," said Professor Flitwick. "They will need to retire to complete the bond as soon as possible. I will offer my own quarters for their use until the proper bonded quarters can be arranged."
"Very well," said Dumbledore. "Proceed."
Harry and Ginny followed the tiny wizard as he led them to a set of rooms on the second floor near the Charms classroom. There was a small living area connected to a bedroom by a door. "Have fun, you two."
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Their outer robes discarded, Harry and Ginny were feverishly making out as they climbed into the bed. Clothes went flying and Harry was soon lying on top of Ginny, both of them as naked as the day they were born. "Make love to me, Harry," said Ginny, before moaning as he entered her.
Harry groaned as Ginny's tightness enveloped him. "You're tighter than Hermione, love."
"While I'd love to hear how exactly is is that you know that, I need you to move," said Ginny, moaning louder as Harry began making love to her. The golden glow of magic returned, brightening as Harry and Ginny each got closer to their release. As Ginny clenched even more tightly around him, Harry grunted as he erupted within her depths, the golden glow enveloping them completely before fading.
Harry pulled out, still hard, so he moved himself lower before prodding her bum. "I'm going to take your arse, love, if that's okay."
"I trust you, Harry," said Ginny before groaning as Harry entered her tightest hole. The golden glow of magic returned, brighter than ever as Ginny was buggered. Their next release was all the more intense, and Harry pulled out, still hard. Ginny wasted no time, taking Harry in her mouth as she straddled his face. Their final release was somehow even more intense, and Harry softened as the golden glow of magic receded one last time. "Now that we're finally bonded, you can tell me exactly how it is you know how tight our favorite bookworm is."
Harry complied, telling his bonded about what happened last spring when the golden trio confronted Sirius Black. He told her of the shenanigans with the time turner and how he fucked Hermione as they rode together on the back of the hippogriff they helped escape execution. The tale stirred the both of them up to another round of lovemaking, after which they both fell asleep in each other's arms.
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Albus Dumbledore smiled as he led his two soul-bonded students into Gringotts. He was saddened at bittersweet memories of his own soul bond with his old friend Gellert, but resolved to help the young pair make better choices than they had.
Sharpclaw, the Potter family account manager, led the three of them into an office in the back of the bank. "First and foremost," said the goblin, "sign these papers to register your soul bond. This will make you both adults in the eyes of the law."
Harry was handed a stack of papers and a blood quill. The young wizard looked them over before signing them. Sharpclaw then handed the boy a dagger and a blank piece of yellow parchment. "This will test your blood to see which family lines you are entitled to inherit." Harry cut his palm before pressing it to the parchment. "As expected, you are the sole remaining heir of the Potter family estate. These rings are for you and your bonded." Sharpclaw handed Harry a ring with the Potter family crest engraved in its stone. Harry placed the ring on his hand, there being a flash of magic as it was resized to fit his finger. Sharpclaw then handed a similar, but more delicate, ring to Ginny. It resized with a flash of magic when Ginny placed it on her hand. "You are also entitled to inherit the Gryffindor family estate upon bonding with a witch to continue the line. The same can be said for the Slytherin family estate. For Gryffindor, there is an outstanding marriage contract with the Bones family, For Slytherin, there is a requirement for the inheritor to bond with a pureblood witch from Slytherin House."
Harry and Ginny were both dumbfounded, and turned to Dumbledore, hoping for an explanation. The headmaster shrugged. "It has long been known that the last daughter of the Gryffindor line married into the Potter family. For Slytherin, I'd wager that when Voldemort was defeated the Potter family inherited the Slytherin line through the rite of conquest."
Ginny shrugged. "Susan Bones is nice enough, but I don't know any of the Slytherin girls."
"Daphne Greengrass," said Harry. "She takes Arithmancy with Hermione, and the two get along well. Anyone who gets along with Hermione must be both kind and intelligent. But, are you okay with this, Ginny? I refuse to damage our relationship for the sake of this inheritance."
"Oh, Harry," said Ginny before kissing him. "Yes, I'm okay with it? Are you? You're the one who is going to have to deal with three or more witches in his life."
"Or more?" asked Harry. Ginny giggled.
"Concubines are common in the upper echelons of wizarding society," she explained.
"As long as I don't lose you, I'll be fine," said Harry.
Albus smiled. "You two can hash things out when we return to Hogwarts," he said. "First, I'd wager that Harry is quite keen to see the Potter Family Vaults."
Harry's jaw dropped to the floor as he entered the main vault. It contained not only mountains of gold, but family heirlooms. His eyes fixated on an array of wands, looking anywhere from distinctly ancient to clearly modern. "Ginny, see if any of these wands are any more compatible with you than your Aunt's old wand."
Ginny nodded, picking up wand after wand, starting with the more modern ones. With some, she could tell upon touching the handle that they were not compatible, others required a wave. It wasn't until she reached the second to last wand, one that was beyond ancient, that she felt the telltale warmth. Upon waving it, a shower of sparks erupted and she could hear the song of an unknown bird.
Harry picked up the last wand in the row, and felt a warmth beyond what he'd felt with his first wand. Blue flames erupted and danced around him when he waved it. Each wand had a holdster it was in, so Harry strapped the holdster to his wrist, with Ginny doing the same, and they both sheathed their newly acquired wands.
They then spent hours scouring the vault, with Ginny acquiring an enchanted dagger and Harry acquiring an enchanted sword.
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When Susan Bones was approached by Harry and Ginny, she was stunned to learn of the outstanding marriage contract between her family and the Gryffindor line. She did not resist when Harry kissed her, a silver flash of magic signifying the initiation of the bond. The three retired to Flitwick's quarters, and the process of completing the bond did nothing to make Susan regret her passive acceptance of everything that was happening. Harry and Ginny, on the other hand, were anything but passive as they worked the busty redhead over and made her scream both of their names.
When Harry finally entered Susan, she felt completed. When Harry buggered her as Ginny played with her chest, she was driven to the heights of pleasure. When she sucked Harry off while Ginny ate her out, she knew she had finally found her place in life.
The next day, Headmaster Dumbledore escorted the three of them to Gringotts, where Harry and Susan received rings with the Gryffindor family crest on them. In the Gryffindor family vault, a wand was found for Susan that was even more compatible with her magic than her first wand.
Later, when the three of them planned how to approach Daphne Greengass, Susan felt a wave of contentment wash over her.
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Daphne Greengrass, known to many as the Ice Queen of Slytherin, was at a loss for words when Harry and Ginny explained to her the requirements for bringing back the Slytherin line. "You have to bond a pureblood witch from Slytherin House to resurrect its founder's line?" she asked finally.
Harry nodded. "Hermione has never had anything but good things to say about you, Daphne," he added. "So, how does being my Lady Slytherin sound to you, Miss Greengrass."
"Tempting," admitted Daphne. "Take me out on a date next Hogsmeade weekend, Potter, and we'll see." She then let out an 'eep' as Ginny smacked her arse. "That is if Lady Potter finds such an arrangement agreeable."
Ginny nodded. "Have fun, but just know that you'll be our Lady Slytherin if I have to tie you up and drop you on Harry's bed."
Daphne shuddered at the threat. "I'll be good."
When the next Hogsmeade weekend arrived, Harry greeted the stunning Daphne Greengrass. The blonde witch was wearing an emerald green dress and a silver necklace with matching earrings. He held out his arm, which Daphne took, before escorting her to their carriage.
Upon reaching the village, Harry lead Daphne to Madam Rosier's, one of the higher end establishments in the village. "Reservation for Harry Potter," he said to the hostess.
"Table for two in the private dining area," Madam Rosier read. "Right this way, Lord Potter, Heiress Greengrass."
Harry pulled out the chair for Daphne and waited until she was seated before sitting down himself. "Showing off your wealth and influence in a tasteful manner, are we?" teased Daphne. "How Slytherin of you, Lord Potter."
"The hat did want to put me in Slytherin," Harry revealed with a smirk. "It wouldn't have been very Slytherin of me to get myself sorted there when there were other options, now would it?"
Just as Daphne returned the smirk, Madam Rosier entered the room. "May I start you two off with something to drink?"
"A bottle of elf-made brandy, if you have it," replied Harry. "Your oldest vintage, if you'd please. Gold is no issue."
"Excellent choice," remarked Madam Twilfit. "Perhaps some appetizers to start you off?"
"An order of Jalapeño bites, at least for me," replied Harry.
"Make that a double order," said Daphne.
Madam Rosier bowed before leaving. Moments later, a finely dressed House Elf popped in with a bottle in one hand and a tray holding two small glasses in the other. "Your brandy, Master and Mistress."
Harry took the bottle and glasses from the elf before pouring some brandy for himself and his date. Daphne raised her glass and took a sip, closing her eyes and moaning at the taste. Harry raised his own glass and took a gulp.
The elf returned with a large plater of breaded Jalapeños. Daphne and Harry both took one and ate it. "I haven't been in an establishment like this in years," commented Daphne. "House Greengrass is not as wealthy as we once were."
"I'll be sure to add shares in the Slytherin, Gryffindor, and Potter family estates to the bride price when drawing up the contract for our marriage," said Harry. "Ten percent of each on top of five million galleons should go a long way."
Daphne gaped for a moment before chuckling wryly. She then gulped down the rest of her glass of brandy before motioning for Harry to pour another. "You're going to have my grandfather, the current Lord Greengrass, by the bullocks throughout the entire negotiation process. May as well get started. Mind if I firecall him while we wait for the first course?"
"Go right ahead," permitted Harry before gulping down the rest of his own glass of brandy and pouring them each another.
Daphne approached the fireplace and grabbed a pinch of floo powder. "Lord's Study, Greengrass Manor!" Popping her head into the games, she focused on her grandfather sitting at his desk as the study came into view. "Grandfather, Floo to the private room at Madam Rosier's to negotiate a marriage contract."
Lord Greengrass smirked at his granddaughter. "I take it your date is going well. Step back from the fireplace, dear, I will be coming through in a moment."
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Lord George Greengrass watched his granddaughter's head disappear from the fireplace. He sighed before opening a desk drawer and withdrawing a scroll of contract parchment and a box that contained three special quills. He then strode over to the fireplace and grabbed a handful of floo powder and threw it in the fire. "Private Room, Madam Rosier's!" He stepped into the flames, his eyes focusing on his granddaughter sitting at a table with her date, one Harry Potter, both of them sipping from glasses of high quality elf-made brandy and eating jalapeño bites.
"Greetings, Mr. Potter. How shall I be addressing you during these negotiations?" George asked, as an elf popped in with a chair for him, which he promptly sat in.
"Lord Potter, Lord Gryffindor, and Heir Slytherin are all accurate," replied Harry, "It is with the last that I am negotiating this contract, however."
"Very well, Heir Slytherin," said George Greengrass, before unfurling the scroll of contract parchment and withdrawing the first of the three quills from the box, before handing both to the young wizard. "Daphne, help the young Heir Slytherin to write out the barebones of the contract."
"Yes, Grandfather," said Daphne before showing her date how to outline the contract:
Formal Marriage Contract between House Slytherin and House Greengrass
We ask mother magic to require and bless the bonding of Harry James Slytherin and Daphne Ophelia Greengrass. May the blood and magic of both houses grow stronger through this union.
Bride Price:
Clauses on behalf of House Slytherin:
Clauses on behalf of House Greengrass:
Clauses to balance the contract:
Signatures:
George Greengrass nodded his approval before withdrawing the second quill. "This quill infuses its writings with the magic of the user. It is generally used for the bride price and less binding clauses. The last quill is a formal blood quill, which not only infuses its writings with the user's magic, but writes in the user's blood. It is generally used for the most binding clauses and must be used to sign the contact."
"Forego the second quill," said Harry. "I want everything of importance in this contract to be strictly binding." George nodded, his respect for the young wizard growing as he replaced both of the lesser quills in the box before withdrawing the third. "Be careful what you write," he warned the young wizard before handing him the quill. Harry nodded before taking the quill and listening to Daphne as he began writing.
Bride price: 10% shares in the Potter family estate, 10% shares in the Gryffindor family estate, 10% shares in the Slytherin family estate, 5,000,000 galleons
Clauses on behalf of House Slytherin: Unless otherwise stated, all children born from this union will belong to House Slytherin. If possible, a minimum of three children shall be born from this union.
Clauses on behalf of House Greengass: the second born son of this union shall belong to House Greengass and be in line to inherit the Lordship.
George Greengrass gasped as he read the additions before grinning. This was just what his family needed to regain their status among the most wealthy of the wizarding elite. He retrieved the quill and parchment before considering what else might need to be added. "This contract already favors my House to the extreme. A lesser wizard than I would just sign and be done with it," he commented. As it is, I'll add a few clauses to balance the contract."
Clauses to balance the contract: Upon the death of the current Lord Greengrass, regency shall fall to Lord and Lady Slytherin until a son born from this union is of age to inherit the title. Upon the signing of this contract, House Greengrass shall be an eternal ally of House Potter. Upon their bonding, Daphne Ophelia Greengrass shall be eternally loyal to Harry James Slytherin.
"There," said George. "The magic of the contract is balanced. Even still, I find that House Greengrass is getting the better end of this contract."
"And I find that just the fact that the intelligent and gorgeous Daphne Greengrass is my future Lady Slytherin gives me the better end of the deal," replied Harry. The young wizard then took the quill and signed the contract, before George did the same with a smile.
Signatures:
Harry James Slytherin
George Ashton Greengrass
With a flash of magic, the contract multiplied itself by three before each vanished. "That concludes that, Lord Slytherin. I shall leave you two to your date." With that, the Lord Greengrass flooed back to his study, leaving the two teens to enjoy their date. He smiled at the copy of the contract now on his desk.
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By the end of the first course, Daphne and Harry had finished the bottle of brandy. Or, rather, half-finished it with Daphne calling one of the Greengrass family elves to take it away and store it for later. Harry ordered a bottle of high quality goblin-made rum to replace it, which they enjoyed with the second and third courses of their meal.
Again, Daphne sent a family elf away with the half-finished bottle before this time ordering a high quality vintage bottle of Ogden's Finest Firewhiskey herself to replace it. Knowing how strong the stuff could be, Daphne sent it away with her elf after the fourth course, only a quarter of the way finished. To replace it, Harry ordered a bottle of elf-made wine, which they enjoyed with the sixth and seventh courses of their meal. Daphne then ordered a four-pack of the finest quality goblin-brewed beer, which they each enjoyed a bottle of with the first course of dessert. They each enjoyed another bottle with the second course. Finally, Harry ordered two bottles of Ogden's Olde Butterbeer, which they each enjoyed with the final course: Harry's favorite, Treacle Tart.
Daphne led Harry next door to the Rookwood Inn, where Harry rented a room for them to stay the night.
Upon entering the room, the two kissed, a silver flash of magic enveloping them. Daphne, now out of patience, used her wand to vanish their clothes before climbing on the bed, getting on her hands and knees. She moaned as Harry entered her from behind, a silvery glow of magic surrounding them as they lost themselves in their passion. She screamed Harry's name as he flooded her womb. Any witch worth her wand knew what was to come next, and Daphne forced herself to relax as Harry began buggering her. She moaned helplessly as he flooded her colon.
For the finale, Daphne straddled Harry's face as she sucked him off. Upon swallowing his final load, Daphne felt a wave of contentment as they snuggled in the afterglow.
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Lord and Lady Slytherin visited Gringotts the next day to receive their rings. As had become common, Daphne acquired a wand in the Slytherin vaults that was both ancient and better attuned to her than her first one had been.
Later that day, Harry, Daphne, Ginny, and Susan all met in the library to discuss their plans going forward. There was a new power in the wizarding world, and he was Lord Potter-Gryffindor-Slytherin.
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