Ch8 – New Year 2006
Narcissa was already sitting at the breakfast table when the others joined her, a few days later. She seemed very excited despite her aloof manners. The reason for her excitement became clear as soon as Harry and Hermione joined the table.
"Hermione, would you please help me verify my diagnostic spells?"
"Of course. What is it that you want to verify?"
"I've cast the pregnancy test spell and I would like you to verify my findings."
Hermione followed Narcissa out of the kitchen.
"She is pregnant, carrying a boy," said Lillian confidently. Harry looked at her but said nothing.
"How do you know?" asked Dianna.
"It's evident in her aura."
"How can you interpret those changes? I've hardly even noticed any."
"Oh, I've seen them on my Gra'ma when she expected my aunt and then on Mom – three times already. I've also noticed them on other women as well."
The two women returned, both glowing with joy.
"I'd like to marry you before you go back to Hogwarts," Harry said.
"When can we do it? There are only two days until the New Year and then I have to go back."
"I don't think you would like a grand wedding ceremony. Would you?"
"Not at all. I still don't think you need to marry me in the first place. I'll be fine even as your one-time mistress and the child will be just as legitimate in the magical world."
"He will not be as legitimate in the muggle world, though. I want all my children to have the best of both worlds."
"What do you suggest, then?"
"How about we marry at new-year's eve? A private ceremony with your children and mine should suffice, I think."
"Do you really want Draco to be present?" Narcissa sounded quite surprised.
"He IS your son, and then – the look on his face when he learns I'm becoming his step-father would be priceless!"
Narcissa rolled her eyes, but smiled warmly. "You boys are incorrigible…"
Narcissa floo-called Draco later. He had just returned from his visit to his in-laws in South America. She told him she was going to marry again and asked him to come to the ceremony. She didn't tell him who her intended husband was and surprisingly he didn't even ask.
The small chapel at the outskirts of London was far from full. Harry, Hermione and Lillian came in one car, parked neatly near the church gate, while Narcissa and Dianna came in a Taxi, collecting Andromeda on the way. A surprised Neville was called to act as a witness. They were already preparing for the ceremony when Draco arrived.
Draco greeted his mother and his aunt politely and hugged his sister shortly before noticing the Potters. "What are you lot doing here? I thought it was a pureblood affair."
"In a muggle church? You must be kidding," answered Harry.
"I'm going to marry Lord Black," said Narcissa, stopping the verbal duel in its infancy.
"Who is Lord Black?" asked Draco, quite confused.
"Well, dear brother, you have just talked with him. May I introduce to you Lord Black, also known as the Marquis Potter, head of the Noble and Ancient house of Potter and head of the Ancient house of Black," Dianna said, smirking.
"You are going to marry MY mother?" asked Draco in disbelief.
"Well, your mother was kind enough to offer to bring a Black heir for me, not bothering about marriage, but I wouldn't like a child of mine to be illegitimate in either the magical or the muggle world, so I offered to marry her once she is pregnant," explained Harry, enjoying the expressions passing on Draco's face.
"I should have killed you long ago…" hissed Draco.
"Now, now, Draco! You should behave nicely and make a good impression on your soon-to-be stepfather," scolded him Narcissa, while Dianna and Lillian giggled softly behind her.
Draco seemed to think fast and hard. "Isn't bigamy forbidden in England? You can't have two wives, and you are still married to that mudblood, as far as I know."
He hardly finished talking when a blow of energy threw him several feet in the air before he fell unceremoniously on his butt. "You should never say such words, especially not about my mother," informed him an infuriated Lillian, her body still glowing with magic.
Draco looked up just in time to notice how his sister and his mother lined up behind Lillian, making it quite clear that this kind of talk was unacceptable to them as well.
Harry continued as if oblivious to the little scene. "Oh, bigamy is not allowed in muggle Britain, except for the royal family, including relatives up to the tenth generation. I am perfectly within my rights taking an additional wife, especially since this time I'm not marrying as the Marquis Potter but as Lord Black."
The ceremony that followed was nice and simple. Draco posed no more problems and his aunt was the only one to eye him suspiciously once in a while. When Harry and Narcissa were pronounced husband and wife, Draco even congratulated the two of them, although not quite warmly.
"He has too much of his father in him," sighed Narcissa, as Draco was leaving the place at a quick pace, "but he will be OK eventually… I hope."
Harry held the New-Year Ball at Potter Manor like he had done every year since his wedding. He intended to use the ball for presenting his new wife and introducing Dianna and Lillian to adult society, the two girls now being stepsisters. He made sure to invite some of their friends as well, specifically Julius Snape and Andrew Creevey.
The guests were already gathered in the grand ball-room when the herald announced: "Ladies and Gentlemen, I have the honor of presenting you your hosts, the Marquise Harry Potter-Black and his wives, Lady Hermione Potter and Lady Narcissa Black, and their daughters – Miss Lillian Granger-Potter and Miss Dianna De-Poitiers."
A loud gasp could be heard from the guests. Even Narcissa's presence at the ball could have caused many eyebrows to rise, and having her named as Harry's wife was just too much for many. As soon as they started mingling, Lillian noticed some of the guests pulling Harry or Hermione into hushed conversations, while a few others, mainly some old ex-Slytherins, acted similarly with Narcissa. This made both girls giggle.
Dancing had always been the main entertainment during such balls (excluding gossip, of course), this one being no exception. Harry danced alternately with Hermione and with Narcissa. The girls danced with their own friends – Lilly sticking with Julius while Dianna stayed quite close to Andrew, all four of them enjoying the occasion of acting as adults.
The last guests were saying their goodbye; Lilly and Dianna were nodding on each other's shoulder at a corner and their mothers looked tired as well.
"Harry, you two should spend your first night together," noted Hermione.
"And leave you alone? No way!"
"But you just married Narcissa this morning. You owe it to her!"
"And I owe you to spend with you the first night of the year, just as you owe it to me."
Narcissa intervened. "Please, don't argue because of me. I can sleep alone, as usual. I've never really slept with another person in bed. It would be quite awkward for me not to be by myself."
Both Harry and Hermione looked at her. "You've always slept alone?"
"Ever since I remember myself. Lucius had a separate set of rooms in the manor."
"That won't do at all! A loving family can't be made that way! I've even let the children sleep together when they were smaller." Hermione was thinking hard. "Harry wants to sleep at my side and I believe he should sleep at your side. There's only one way to fulfill both our wishes, if you agree." She then called "Kerten!"
A female house-elf appeared. "Mistress Hermione, what can I do for you?"
"Do we have a bedroom with a bed wide enough for three people to sleep comfortably in?"
"Yes, Mistress. There's the master bedroom – its bed can be enlarged as needed. There's also another room – the concubine's bedroom, where three can be very comfortable, maybe even four."
Harry looked as if shocked. He wasn't sure he understood well, but was there any other explanation for a bed for three? He was sure that Hermione intended him to sleep with both women in the same bed. It excited him and frightened him at the same time.
Narcissa also seemed dazed. Sharing bed with one person was quite new to her – the time she fell asleep with Harry after their intercourse was really the first time she didn't sleep alone in bed. Sharing bed with two was unheard of, and yet so wickedly thrilling.
Hermione didn't mind, though. "The master bedroom would be fine. Just make sure the bed is wide enough and bring there all of Lady Black's belongings, if you please."
The elf bowed and disappeared. Hermione turned towards the girls. "I think they won't be able to reach their rooms on their own. Let's help them."
Harry took Lilly in his arms, while Hermione helped Narcissa with Dianna. They deposited the girls in their beds. The mothers stayed to remove the dresses and put the night gowns on the girls, while Harry proceeded to the master bedroom.
They seldom slept at the Manor, preferring the house at Godric Hollow, yet the bedroom looked different this time. The bed seemed huge! Harry was quite sure that even five people could fit in comfortably, without ever touching each other throughout the night. There were two bathrooms connected to the bedroom, while Harry only remembered one, and even the night tables seemed wider than usual.
'I'm probably just too tired,' he thought. He went into one of the bathrooms, changed into his pajamas, brushed his teeth and prepared for bed. By the time he came out of the bathroom he saw his two wives undressing near the bed. They were only wearing their knickers by then. He stopped and stared, enjoying the view. While Narcissa was taller and slimmer, Hermione had more feminine curves and larger breasts, due to her pregnancy. Hermione's belly was starting bulging out, not really marring her perfect figure. Both women were talking and laughing about something he didn't hear, yet they seemed so relaxed together that he couldn't contain his smile.
"Shall we go to bed?" he suggested.
"You bet!" said Hermione, pushing him towards the bed, while Narcissa moved to the other side of the bed. He didn't even have time to think before his Pajamas vanished, along with the remaining garments on his wives. They all tucked into bed, the women snuggling tightly into Harry. He fell asleep with a very happy smile.
Harry woke up. He couldn't move at all. A pile of brown bushy hair was lying on his right shoulder while some blonde straight hair was resting on his left. Two soft mounds were pressing on his left ribs while two larger mounds were pressing on his right. His legs seemed to be tangled with others and he felt a soft hand caressing his chest. Even without fully opening his eyes he could feel his penis was hard as a rock.
"Is there a problem I may solve for you, my husband?" a soft voice whispered in his ear.
Harry wasn't sure how to respond, when another voice, much more familiar, whispered in his other ear: "It is your honeymoon, Lord Black. You shouldn't disappoint your bride."
It was followed by a quick kiss on his lips, and then the brown hair lifted as Hermione stepped out of bed. "I'll send you breakfast later. You should stay in bed today, getting to know each other better."
Harry couldn't even respond as his mouth was attacked with a fierce kiss.
"I've never thought I could fall in love with someone so much younger than me," Narcissa said once they stopped the kiss, "yet I now find you irresistible."
Harry couldn't answer, again, as she pushed her nipple to his mouth, removing any coherent thought from his mind.
Lilly was surprised when she opened her eyes. She wasn't in her bed at home nor the one at Hogwarts. She needed a few seconds to recall the New Year ball and then a smile and a blush appeared on her face. She remembered spending most of the evening pressed tightly into Julius, dancing together as if they were one. She enjoyed it very much. There was something really exciting about dancing with Julius, something she couldn't feel when she danced with her Dad, with Andrew or with some of the other guests. She didn't know what it was yet she was certain she would like to find out.
There was a knock on her door and Dianna came in, still wearing her night gown. "I don't remember going to bed," she said, looking a bit puzzled.
"Neither do I, but I remember dancing the whole evening until my feet ached, and still wanting to dance some more..."
"You looked like you and Julius were glued together," Dianna commented.
"You were not any better, dancing with Andrew."
Both girls blushed some more.
"He's just my friend..."
Lilly felt her stomach protest. "I believe we should have breakfast now." She looked at her watch. "Well, it will be more like brunch – it's almost noon now."
The girls arrived at the dining room a few minutes later, dressed properly. They found only Hermione there, reading a medicine book. Lilly hugged her mother. "Where's everybody else?"
"Your siblings are at home – we didn't bring them here yesterday, while your father and his new wife are still in bed, I believe."
"Then where have you slept?"
"In the same bed, of course."
The girls seemed confused. Hermione smiled and explained: "It was their nuptial night and I thought they should be together. Harry still wanted to be with me during the first night of the New Year, so..."
"And Mom agreed?" wondered Dianna.
"Of course. We wouldn't have forced her, would we?"
Hermione hugged both girls. "Slept well?"
They giggled. "I still dreamed of the dance," Lillian told her.
"And you?" Hermione asked Dianna.
"I can't remember any dream, but I slept really well."
"Fine. I can hear your stomachs growling. Sit down and eat something. You really spent a lot of energy last night."
By the time the girls finished their meal, Hermione was back to her book, oblivious to her environment. The girls didn't mind. "Do you want to sneak on your Mom and my Dad? Hey, he is now your Dad too!"
"Technically he is my stepfather and you are my stepsister, but I'd really like to have a REAL father, for a change."
Lillian hugged Dianna in a sudden burst of emotions. "I'm sure that's what Dad thinks as well. Just wait and see."
They approached the master bedroom. "How are we going to get in? These doors are probably just as squeaky as the doors in our rooms," Dianna wondered.
"You already know how to apparate, don't you? I'll turn us invisible first, though." Lilly made them both invisible and they soon found themselves on the other side of the door.
Harry and Narcissa were now hugging tenderly, exchanging kisses now and then. They were both naked and sweaty, though it didn't seem to bother them at all.
The girls watched them for a few minutes, until Harry just enveloped Narcissa in a hug and they both seemed to fall asleep. Lilly grabbed Dianna's hand and apparated them both to her room.
"It looks like Mom is really falling in love with your Dad," commented Dianna.
"OUR Dad! Yes, I believe he cares for her a lot, even if he is not in love with her yet."
"He can never love my Mom the same as he loves yours, but I think he already loves her more than she has ever been loved."
"Oh, I'm so glad for you both! And I have another sister now!"
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