Harry tossed two bombs into the hallway at the giant mess of breasts then closed the secret door and whispered, "Fire in the hole."

Hermione winced as the bombs exploded loudly. "That was loud."

Harry winced as his vision seemed to twist and distort for second as he used his X-ray vision to look through the wall at the thing. 'That's not good, I'd better hurry.' Thankfully the bombs had done their jobs and the thing was scattered over most of the hallway. "It's dead or at least in pieces."

Sarah looked through the peephole and watched the demoness staring at the hole in her wall in surprise. She cast a sleep spell on the demoness and smiled when the demoness yawned then fell asleep where she was standing. "Sleep well."

Harry opened the concealed door then flew down the hallway and slipped into the demoness' room via the blasted doorway.

Hermione closed the concealed door when she heard footsteps coming down the hallway to investigate the bombs.

Harry grabbed the leather bound book off her desk as well as her 'art' supplies and placed them in his backpack then exited the room only to find a large half human half lizard like creature walking up the hallway.

The lizardman sniffed the air then said, "I can smell you. Come out, come out wherever you are, I want to eat your flesh and use your skull for an ashtray."

Harry drew his sword then stepped forward and stabbed the lizard in the throat. "Die!"

The lizard man gurgled then backhanded Harry sending him tumbling down the hallway. "It's going to take more than that to kill me, I can only be harmed by the White Dragon Sword!"

Harry pulled two bombs out of his bag and tossed them at the lizard then ran for the stairs.

The lizard laughed, "What do you expect…" whatever else he was going to say was cut off by the explosions that reduced him to a smear on the walls.

Harry gurgled and found his lungs filled with water as he crossed a barrier in his haste without realizing that the next floor was filled with water. He quickly tossed himself back down the stairs and hacked up the mouthful of water. "That sucked."

Hermione opened the secret door and moved over to check on Harry. "What happened, you're soaked."

"The next level up is filled with water."

"Water levels typically suck in games." Hermione remembered dying a lot on several different video games when her character had ran out of air.

Sarah scowled. "I suspect that breathing is going to be a real pain."

Hermione shook her head. "To hell with that, let's find a spot on the floor and ceiling that we can destroy, I'm not going to run through an entire level filled with water if I don't have to. There are probably all sorts of evil fish monsters and other dangerous hazards."

"Wait, you want to blow a hole in the ceiling?"

"And the floor, hopefully we'll flood the rest of the temple and kill a decent number of the monsters."

Sarah looked at Harry. "Did the book mention any innocent people trapped in here?"

"Not that I recall, but it's possible. Still, unless we want to try changing into fish, draining the next level is probably our best bet." Harry nodded. "I'm game. I have a feeling that the further away from the stairs we get the less protected the ceiling will be."

Sarah asked, "How many bombs do you have?"

"Enough to make it through but I'll have to restock after the dungeon." He was just hoping he didn't need too many for the boss that was guarding the vault.

Hermione said, "I've got several bombs."

"Excellent, let's go flood the temple." Harry headed down the hallway looking for places he could bomb.

0o0o0o0

Hermione smirked as they walked around the 'water' level avoiding the dying water monsters that no longer had water thanks to Harry's bombs. "How many more levels before the boss?"

"One, there should be a large chamber with an evil boss dragon guarding the vault." Harry frowned slightly as he noticed a dying merman with a wicked looking trident crawling toward a small pool of water that remained.

"Dragon?! Why didn't you say anything?" She glared at Harry.

"I didn't want you overly distracted worrying about something that I had a plan for." Harry wasn't sure his plan would actually work but he had one.

"Fine." Hermione scowled as she noticed a large squid demon that had what looked suspiciously like penises at the ends of its tentacles. "Next book we jump into needs to have a nice safe spa or something."

Harry nodded. "If you want."

Sarah frowned slightly as she saw a group of fish with razor sharp teeth flopping around on the floor in a shallow pool. She could see several glittering coins in the bottom of the pool that might be worth fishing out if they found a spear to kill the fish with, but unless the coins were gold it wasn't worth the effort. "I'm suddenly very glad that we drained this level."

"Water levels suck," Hermione replied as they reached the stairs that led up to the next level. "What's the plan?"

"The plan is that I sneak up and deal with the guardian then we loot the vault and leave before the master of the temple shows up. Once I get my scar dealt with and we get some rest we can try to loot the rest of the temple if you want but I don't feel like fighting through a horde of enemies today. How many bombs do you have left?"

"I've got twenty bombs left, why?"

"Because I'm going to need at least eight of them."

Hermione handed Harry eight of her bombs which he put in his bomb pouch. "Do I even want to know why you need eight bombs in addition to however many you still have?"

"Probably not. I'll be right back." Harry carefully headed up the stairs. The layout wasn't exactly like what he was expecting but it was certainly something he could work with. He ignored the various bones chained to walls or charred and broken on the floor as he snuck over to the sleeping dragon. He took out two bombs and tossed them in the dragon's nostrils then grabbed two more bombs and tossed them in the dragon's mouth when he opened it in surprise. Harry flew into the air when the bombs turned half of the dragon's face into bloody fragments. Sadly the dragon was unnaturally tough and didn't do the honest thing which would have been to die or at least scream in pain or something.

The dragon sprayed the room with fire melting everything that wasn't stone in the path of the flame.

Harry screamed as the dragon's fire clipped his left arm and burned it to a stump. He crashed to the ground screaming in pain.

Hermione and Sarah charged up the stairs at Harry's scream. Hermione tossed a bomb at the dragon trying to distract it long enough that Sarah could save Harry. "Leave him alone!"

Sarah raised her hand and cast a shield spell over Harry which absorbed the next stream of fire long enough to frustrate the dragon which caused it to turn its attention toward Hermione.

Hermione dove behind a column when the dragon unleashed a flame filled roar.

Harry rolled behind a column screaming in agony when he hit his mangled stump on the stone column.

Hermione pulled out her bow and reached for one of her silver arrows.

Sarah cast a speed spell then blurred forward, jumped/flew through the air and stabbed her sword into the dragon's left eye. "Die!"

The dragon screamed and thrashed its head trying to shake Sarah off.

Sarah grunted as she was flung off the dragon's head and crashed into the wall before she could stop her momentum.

Hermione stepped out from behind the column and unleashed her arrow into the dragon's right eye which thankfully finished the dragon off. She ignored the vault doors opening as she turned to look at Harry. "Harry!"

Harry tensed against the pain coursing through his body and pulled out his red heading potion and drank it, if this didn't count as an emergency he didn't know what did. He sighed in relief as the pain vanished and his wound healed over. "That could have gone better."

"We're still alive…"

Sarah flew over, grabbed her sword and pulled it out of the dragon's eye with one massive yank. "Sorry, I wasn't expecting the dragon to be that tough."

Harry glanced down at the stump where his arm used to be. "I wasn't either…"

Hermione gulped. "You're arm."

"A mere flesh wound…" Harry trailed off. "Okay, that was bad."

"How are you so calm?" Hermione hoped that Harry wasn't going into shock.

"They can regenerate limbs at the temple and I could be dead…" Harry trailed off as his vision started getting fuzzy. "Damn it…" He blinked a couple of times to try to get the fuzzy spots to go away. "My glasses are on their last legs."

Hermione shook her head. "Your glasses breaking are the least of our worries."

"It's not that, I think my eyes are really close to not needing them anymore," Harry replied sadly.

"Wait, you're seriously more concerned about your glasses than your arm?"

"The temple can regenerate my arm, I've gotten used to looking at you without your clothes." He wasn't going to mention that her mum was also hot and someone he enjoyed checking out.

"It's not like you don't see me out of them often enough," Hermione replied.

"It's just not the same as sneaking peeks when I'm not 'supposed' to."

Hermione smiled at Harry. "I guess we'll just have to work on perfecting the enchantment so that we can put them on a pair of sunglasses."

Sarah said, "Not to rush things but we should probably hurry."

Harry turned and looked at the room filled with treasure. "I'm not sure how much of the vault we'll be able to haul out of the book but we should be able to store it at the bank in town. This should pay for a lot of training." He started stuffing everything of value into his bottomless backpack.

Sarah giggled, "Yep."

0o0o0o0o0o0o0o0

Hermione frowned slightly as a rather attractive demon girl standing in front of the healer's temple waved at them. "Yes?"

The demon girl smiled at Harry, "I don't suppose you want to make a deal?"

Harry was just about to blow the demon off when he recognized her from the picture in the book, Helena was a dealer of magical items and souls or at least that was what the sourcebook said she was. It also said that she was rather honest. "What type of deal?"

"Magic, power or wealth beyond your wildest dreams all for the small price of a piece of soul." She smiled seductively at Harry and Hermione.

Hermione snorted. "He's not selling his soul."

Helena pouted, "That's hardly fair, he hasn't even heard my offer."

Harry shook his head. "Sorry, I'm just here to fix my arm and a curse scar, not sell part of my soul."

Helena waited until Harry had turned to continue walking toward the temple before she asked innocently or at least as innocently as a demon girl could ask, which wasn't very, "What about the fragment of soul that's stuck in your scar?"

Harry stopped and turned to look back at the demon girl. He knew the sourcebook said that Helena couldn't lie as she was cursed to tell the truth but he wasn't sure how much he trusted the book. Either way, she certainly didn't have to volunteer information. "Let's assume for a second that I could trust you to only take the fragment of a soul, whose soul is it?"

"A dark magic user by the name of Tom Riddle."

Harry wasn't sure why he'd have a piece of Tom Riddle's soul stuck in his head but selling it was probably better than having the healers remove it. "What are you offering me for it?"

"What do you want for it?" Helena asked.

"More magical abilities, more magic as long as I can get them without being corrupted or turned evil."

"Making deals doesn't make you evil, being evil makes you evil. As for what I can offer, I could give you the ability to change your looks and to use your tongue in strange and unusual ways, oh the fun we could have." Helena licked her lips suggestively.

Hermione frowned slightly. "Use his tongue how?"

"Talking to animals, pleasuring the right sort of girl, you know, the fun things." Helena playfully stuck her tongue out at Hermione.

Sarah spoke up, "No touching his soul."

Helena rolled her eyes. "I wouldn't need to mess with Harry's soul."

Harry shrugged. "Fine, you get the fragment for those abilities as long as you don't steal, corrupt or damage my soul, magic or life force in any way."

"Excellent." She grinned as she moved toward Harry seductively.

Harry asked, "What's required?"

"Just a kiss, this might hurt." Helena smiled as she leaned down and kissed Harry's scar.

Harry screamed as he felt like someone stabbed a red hot poker into his skull for a couple of seconds before a feeling of arctic cold washed it away and seemed to freeze his veins. He stumbled back, looked up and caught sight of a tail of black mist that was pouring into Helena's mouth. "That hurt almost as badly as my arm getting burned off. What the hell was that?"

Helena swallowed the last of Tom's soul fragment then smiled at Harry. "That my dear boy is part of an archmage's soul, thank you ever so much."

Hermione scowled slightly. "You didn't mention that he was powerful."

Helena smiled at Hermione. "Honey, the first rule of dealing with demons is to ask the right questions. But don't worry, I keep my deals." She snapped the fingers of her right hand twice. "Done and done."

Sarah muttered, "I think she got the better deal this time around."

Helena smiled seductively at Sarah. "You can't blame a girl for doing her job well can you?"

"Of course not, you got me but next time, I'll expect a bonus." Harry gave Helena a cheeky smile.

Helena grinned at Harry. "You like being on top don't you?"

Harry said, "Maybe someday you'll find out."

"I'm looking forward to it, do come back again."

Harry rubbed his scar. "Hopefully they can deal with my scar now."

"They shouldn't have a problem removing the rest of the dark magic trapped in your scar, I suggest getting a remove curse spell and a heal spell, that should take care of a number of issues including your arm."

Hermione asked suspiciously, "Why are you being nice?"

"Just because I'm a demon in the soul trade doesn't mean I can't be nice." Helena grinned at Hermione. "Besides, I'd love to get you out of your clothes and on a bed where I can have my wicked way with you." She looked over at Harry, "Chains, does she like chains?"

Harry held up his hands. "No comment, a gentleman doesn't kiss and tell." He winked at the demon girl then made a dash for the temple's door.

"Harry!" Hermione shouted as she chased after him.

Sarah snickered as she watched Harry and Hermione enter the temple. "They're great kids."

"Keep them safe, maybe we'll make other deals someday." Helena liked getting decent deals while leaving the other person thinking they got a better deal. Getting part of a mage's soul for a small bit of knowledge and a slight tweak of an otherwise unimpressive ability was a great deal all around as far as she was concerned.

0o0o0o0

Hermione glanced away from where Sarah was giggling and writhing like mad on one of the priestesses' beds thanks to the attention of three very cute priestesses and over at Harry who was wiggling the fingers of his newly regenerated hand absently as he watched the entertainment. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm not sure. I just made a deal with a cute demon, turned in an ancient artifact, got healed of a lifetime of injuries as a reward and to top things off, I'm taller than I was before the healing and regeneration spells." Harry smiled as he let his gaze trail over Hermione's naked body. "On the other hand, my arm works perfectly fine and you're naked which is always nice."

"I'm just glad the regeneration spell worked, it makes me a lot less nervous about running around on your crazy quests." Hermione snickered and turned back to watch Sarah as Harry stepped up next to her. "Have you figured out where we're going next?"

"Rogue training and maybe magic training. I want to figure out how to deal with traps and to pick up a couple of spells if they have anything worthwhile. After that, I want to work on learning enchanting."

Hermione laughed. "You just want to figure out how to enchant your sunglasses with X-ray vision."

Harry mock pouted as he placed his hand on her bottom and gave her a gentle squeeze. "Are you saying that you don't want X-ray sunglasses?"

Hermione leaned into his hand slightly as she watched the priestesses lick Sarah to a rather noisy orgasm. She enjoyed the show for a couple of moments before replying to Harry's question, "I didn't say that but between learning the basics of enchanting and reading all of our books we're looking at very little time for other adventures."

Harry smiled as he lightly ran his fingers over Hermione's behind. "Considering how much trouble we had with this adventure, I'm okay with practicing our skills for a while before we rush into another adventure."

"Same." Hermione didn't want to be unprepared for her next adventure.

0o0o0o0o0o0o0

Hermione smiled as she watched Harry walk across a tightrope over a pit of bubbling green slime. She wasn't sure if it was natural talent, supernatural trainers or the thief ring but Harry was soaking up the rogue training like a sponge soaked up water. "I'm almost going to miss this place."

Sarah laughed as the rope vanished out from under Harry's foot sending him into the pit of slime. "I'm not."

"That's not fair!" Hermione glared at the woman that was running the test. "He'd almost made it."

The woman smirked. "Almost isn't good enough…" she trailed off as the small crystal cat figurine that Harry was supposed to retrieve floated off the pedestal. "Hey!"

Harry snickered as he turned visible next to the pedestal holding a length of fishline that he'd looped around the figurine. "What? You didn't actually expect me to use the tightrope that you provided did you?"

"I was sort of hoping you would, the slime is rather tasty and helping you clean up would have been fun." The woman replied.

"Maybe next time."

Hermione glanced at the pit. "But we saw you fall."

"That's what illusions are for my dear witch," Harry replied cheerfully.

Sarah said, "Speaking of cleaning up and such, we only have twenty minutes before lunch."

"In that case, let's head back." Harry smiled as he gave the statue to the woman without touching it then reached out with his magic and pulled Sarah and Hermione out of the book with him. He glanced around Hermione's room to make sure nothing had changed while they were gone. "I'm going to miss having space to spread my books out."

Sarah snickered. "You could always buy an expanded trunk or grab a portable home from one of the hentai mangas that we picked up."

Harry looked at the pile of magazines that Sarah had glamoured for them. "Any ideas?"

"Yes, just try to keep an open mind…" Hermione replied uncertainly as she walked over to her bed and pulled a picture book from underneath her pillow. "There's a spell in here that might let us create a pocket house."

"That's awesome," Harry noticed how nervous Hermione looked, "What's the catch?"

"The catch is the book shouldn't be allowed, it's twisted and warped and hard to put down." She blushed as she held the book out to Harry.

Harry's eyes went wide as he read the book's cover, "Sir Shags A-Lot and the Mother of the Boy That Lived, Hogwart's edition, a choose your own adventure book. What the hell?"

Sarah frowned as she looked at the book. "Is that what I think it is?"

Hermione sighed. "Probably, it's a magical porn based choose your own adventure where the ultimate goal is to have sex with Harry's mother, yeah."

Harry glared at the book where a drawing of his teenage mother was waving at him. "What the hell is wrong with the wizarding world and why do you have this?" He looked up at Hermione's face. "Scratch that, why was it hidden under your pillow?"

"Because the enchantments on the book are really neat, they hide the rest of the story unless you can actually get there."

Sarah asked, "So it has nothing to do with the teenage redhead on the cover being hot as hell?"

"Maybe a little."

Harry sputtered, "She's my Mum."

Hermione snorted. "That didn't stop you from using your glasses to look through my Mum's clothes."

"I… uh, would you believe it was an accident?" Harry asked hopefully.

"So you have done it, hah!" Hermione replied triumphantly.

Harry sighed as he realized that she'd only been guessing. "You're just trying to distract me from the fact that you have a naughty book about my mother."

"Is it working?" Hermione asked hopefully.

"No. What's so important about the book?"

Hermione tapped the cover of the book where it showed a crystal tower. "It has a spell in it to create a house in a pocket dimension."

Sarah piped up, "I want that spell."

"That's fantastic, let's grab it," Harry replied.

Hermione said, "There's just one little problem with that plan."

Harry asked, "What's that?"

Hermione sighed. "The spell isn't written down or shown in the book."

"So it's useless?"

"It might not be, if we complete most of the story then jump into the book, we could get the spell if we…" Hermione trailed off.

Sarah smirked. "What I think she's trying to say is, that we're going to have to have sex with the book version of your mother."

Harry rubbed his face with his hands. "Maybe you can teach me the spell once you learn it."

"Does that mean you'll take me into the book?" Hermione asked hopefully.

Sarah smirked as she looked at Hermione's clock. "What's a little mental scarring compared to learning previously unknown magical spells?"

Harry muttered, "Try a lot of mental scarring."

Sarah said, "It could be worse, one of the Shags A-Lot series is about your future daughter being the school slut."

"Remind me to track down whoever writes that shit and kill them at some point." Harry grumbled.

"I don't know, the book is rather amusing in a twisted sort of way. You get to select the mother from a bunch of different options, mermaids, veela, witches, werewolves, vampires, house elves or leprechauns, don't ask me how those last two work. It's almost enough to try to talk you into grabbing a piece of clothing or a signet ring from within the book so we can use an action figure to 'rescue' some of the girls."

Harry frowned as he heard Hermione's Mum shout, "Lunch!" from the kitchen. "Maybe later."

0o0o0o0o0o0o0

Sarah snickered as she watched a naked Hermione and Lily 'wrestle' on a large king sized bed. "You're missing a good show Harry."

Harry ignored Sarah's comment and did his best to ignore the fact that his best friend was having sex with a book version of his mother about ten feet behind him as he studied Lily's bookshelf. It was filled with advanced potions books, transfiguration texts and all sorts of books on warding. "I don't need to watch Hermione shag a twisted copy of my mother."

Sarah walked over and hugged Harry from behind. "Ah, but they're cute."

"I'm sure they are but I'm going to have enough mental issues just from listening to them." Harry replied as he picked up a potion textbook and started reading it in a futile attempt to distract himself. "How much longer do you think this is going to take?"

Lily giggled as she pinned Hermione against the bed using her thighs and her hands on Hermione's shoulder. "Lighten up James, I'd think you'd want to see your girlfriend fucking another girl, I know Sirius would. Maybe I should let him turn into a dog and fuck me silly while you watch, would you like that?"

Harry turned and stared at Lily and Hermione for a couple of seconds in shock before he realized what he was seeing and turned away quickly. "Sirius got you killed!"

Lily lowered herself down so that Hermione could reach her nipple with her tongue. "What do you mean Sirius got me killed? I'm quite obviously alive James. Are you feeling okay?"

Hermione relaxed against the comfortable bed and worked on licking Lily's nipple.

The truth was Harry didn't know what to feel, he'd been hoping to jump in, have Hermione get the job done then jump out with the new spell but that was proving more problematic than he'd been expecting. "Sirius was your secret keeper."

Sarah asked, "Dog?"

"Secret Keeper? Why would we need one of those? I mean I know there have been some attacks but thinking Sirius had any part of them is just crazy. Did Sirius put you up to this?" Lily turned and looked at Sarah. "I would have thought James would have told you about Sirius and Peter being animagi. I mean, you're a kinky girl, I'm sure you could figure out something useful to do with a rat animagus and Sirius would have loved to fuck you for my entertainment. Hell, I'm getting all giggly just thinking about it."

Sarah whispered in Harry's ear. "I know where you get it now."

Harry said, "I think she's a little insane."

Lily laughed. "If you think I'm insane, you should have heard the seventh year girls talking about transfiguration and size altering charms for certain body parts, they would have lined up to spread their legs if they'd known Sirius could turn into a dog."

Sarah asked, "You don't happen to have an extra copy of those spells do you?"

Harry groaned, "Shoot me now."

Lily smiled at Sarah and Harry. "I just might if you come over here and help James' little friend fuck me silly and if James stops creeping me the hell out and actually watches the show. I mean it's his birthday present after all."

"I'd love to." Sarah danced over to the bed then turned and smirked at Harry. "Play with it like you mean it." She giggled jumped up onto the bed.

It was times like this that Harry was reminded that his other friend was a nymph and had little to no shame.

0o0o0o0

Sarah sprawled on Hermione's bed. "I was thinking."

Harry looked up from the spellbook he was glancing through. "Why do I have the feeling that I should be running right now?"

"Because you're being overly paranoid?" Sarah smiled at Hermione as the witch walked in wearing nothing more than a towel around her wet hair. "Back me up here Mione."

Harry's gaze followed Hermione's cute butt as she walked over to her dresser. "She's plotting great and terrible things."

Hermione giggled as she looked through her underwear drawer. "What were you thinking?"

Sarah said, "Something doesn't feel right about Sirius Black being guilty. He hated his mother, hated the dark arts and loved James like a brother. Lily couldn't imagine Sirius betraying them which means that something is weird."

"Or he went crazy." Harry said.

"Maybe but his spirit animal is a dog. Dogs are supposed to be loyal and friendly, I just can't see him turning on your parents. If he did turn on them, I want to know why."

"Same."

Hermione pulled on a pair of black silk panties as she asked, "What about getting a copy of the trial records?"

Harry pulled his gaze off Hermione's panties as he tried to get his head back in the game. "That would give us a decent place to start."

"We could go to the Ministry of Magic and ask." Hermione grabbed a t-shirt and pulled it on.

Sarah shook her head. "Then we'd have to explain why we wanted the records. I should be able to summon some local help to investigate things."

"Local help?"

"Local fae or spirits, I'm not sure what I'll get until I try. If that doesn't work, we'll figure out something else."

"That sounds better than trying to talk the Ministry into looking through a bunch of old records on the say so of a couple of kids." Hermione grabbed a clean pair of pajamas off her chair and slipped them on. "How long will it take to summon local help?"

"It shouldn't take all that long, we should pick up some snack foods to use as bribes." Sarah figured a couple of bars of excellent chocolate would be enough.

Harry said, "We'll try that first."

0o0o0o0o0o0o0

It turns out that house elves simply adore chocolate and are really good at looking up paperwork, at least when they want to be. For the low price of a stack of large delicious chocolate bars and a couple of kisses, Sarah had an army of house elves helping to figure out what happened with Sirius Black and his trial. Interestingly enough it turned out that there had never been a trial. Apparently he'd been sent to prison for ten years without a trial on the order of Barty Crouch.

It had been surprisingly easy to trade on the whole Boy-That-Lived thing in order to get Fudge to agree to give the man a trial using veritaserum. It might have helped that Sarah had subtly implied that if Sirius got a trial it would look good for Fudge either way. If he was guilty then it was him uncovering corruption by a political rival and if he was innocent then it was him uncovering the fact that a guilty man had been sent to prison unfairly, either way it looked good for Fudge or at least that's what Sarah had whispered in his ears.

Thankfully for Harry's plans and Sirius's health it hadn't taken Fudge long to realize that the only way for him to lose was to not give Sirius a trial as the Daily Prophet would murder him if Harry Potter walked in with a tear filled story about how he wouldn't help him prove his godfather innocent or guilty.

All told, it took more time for Harry, Hermione and Sarah to make it to the Ministry via Diagon Alley and the weird phone booth, check their wands at the busy front desk then make their way through the labyrinth maze that was the Ministry than it took the court to find Sirius Black innocent of all charges using a combination of an unbreakable vow to tell the truth and veritaserum. From there things devolved into a discussion about stripping Peter Pettigrew his order of Merlin and how to find him.

Sarah smiled as she gave Harry a one armed hug. "See, I told you that dog shape changers are loyal."

"You did, so now what?" Harry asked curiously.

"Now we sneak off and let the adults scream themselves stupid over the fallout." Sarah snickered as she watched a pack of reporters circling Fudge like a juicy steak.

Hermione asked, "What about Sirius?"

"I'll see about about collecting him." Harry turned invisible and walked over to where his godfather was standing holding a shoebox filled with the belongings he had on him when he was captured. "Sirius?"

Sirius twitched as he looked around before whispering, "Who?"

Harry whispered, "It's Harry Potter, do you want to get out of here?"

"If this is a joke." Sirius replied under his breath just loud enough for Harry to hear.

"Not this time." Harry reached out and grabbed Sirius's hand. "Just follow me and I'll explain."

Sirius frowned as he could feel a child's hand on his. He was going to have to ask Harry how he'd managed to turn completely invisible without his father's cloak. "Okay."

Harry led Sirius over to Sarah and Hermione then turned visible again. "So, did you want to get out of here?"

Sirius stared at Harry, he looked a lot like James only with Lily's eyes. "You look a lot like your father Harry."

"So I've heard." Harry noticed a man with a long white beard and spectacles trying to make his way through the crowd toward him and Sirius. "You look like you could use a couple of cheeseburgers and a few healing spells, shall we get out of here before Dumbledore makes his way over here?"

"That might be for the best." Sirius glanced back and forth between Hermione and Sarah. "And your friends?"

"Sarah and Hermione." Harry said as he headed toward the door.

Sirius glanced back once at a frustrated Dumbledore that was still trying to move through the crowd toward them then followed Harry. "Pleased to meet you ladies. Maybe someone can explain what is going on?"

"Let's get a bit further from prying eyes before we open that can of worms." Harry muttered as they worked their way out of the ministry building.

Sirius asked, "How did you know to request that I get a trial?"

"We read some stories about me or rather about a character called Harry Potter, some of them are rather crazy but some of the more factual books mention you but none of them mentioned a trial, I got suspicious." Harry muttered the last part.

"Where did you grow up?" Sirius asked curiously as they stepped out into the alley.

"Maybe we should get someone less public before I mention that." Harry grumbled.

Sarah muttered, "And a drink, he's going to need a drink."

Sirius frowned as he looked back and forth between Harry and Sarah. "I'm not going to like it am I?"

"Not really. Let's grab a room at the Leaky Cauldron and we can discuss things." Harry replied.

"I should have enough change for that."

"I've got it covered," Harry replied. He wasn't sure how much he trusted Sirius but figured he might as well give the man a chance considering he wasn't guilty.

0o0o0o0

Sirius groaned as he woke up in an unfamiliar place and on an unfamiliar bed with an unfamiliar cute naked red haired woman. "Crap."

The girl yawned as she turned and looked at Sirius. "Good morning Sunshine."

Sirius licked his suddenly dry lips. "Don't take this the wrong way but why are you here or why am I here? Where is Harry?"

"Your godson paid for you healing and told me that you haven't had a woman in over ten years."

Sirius stared at the woman's face too shocked to stare at her rather nice breasts. "Is this a prank or did my godson drop me off in a..." he trailed off unsure how to finish that statement without offending her.

"Whorehouse?" The woman laughed. "Nah, we're technically not a whorehouse, we're a temple to a goddess of sex. People pay for healing, if they're cute we fuck them but you're not actually paying for sex as any sex that happens is voluntary. Harry brought you in for decursing and healing."

"Goddess of sex?"

"Yep, we fuck who we want, when we want and how often we want and if we amuse our goddess with our offerings she lets us heal people which lets us afford to heal people. She's really the best goddess in the world." The woman giggled as she sat up with a smile. "Now, do you want to have sex with me or should I have something to eat brought in?"

"I'm a bit hungry but I'd hate to displease your goddess." Sirius decided that if this was a dream it was the best dream ever and didn't want to wake up.

"Excellent. My twin should be here shortly with food then she can help me fuck you silly." The woman smiled as she straddled Sirius and lightly pushed him against the bed with a smirk on her face.