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As the night sky was starting to get lighter in the east, several owls came in. Three landed in front of Harry, carrying confirmation of his soul bond and his two marriages. Another went to Neville and Hanna. Others reached Ron and Luna, and a few more couples. Some of the boys were quite stunned when finding they were now married men.

A house elf came in along with the first rays of the rising sun. "Breakfast will be served in the Great Hall in ten minutes. You should get dressed now."

They all started collecting their discarded clothes quite reluctantly. Parvati had her last orgasm for the night and then conjured a towel to wipe her thighs clean of the accumulated whitish goo on them. Harry conjured more towels to help his wives clean themselves as well, as each had some reddish signs on her thighs.

"I think we should change for the train ride and finish packing before having breakfast," Padma said.

"Sure. Let's meet at the great hall in... fifteen minutes?" Hermione said.

"Make it twenty," Daphne suggested.

"Fine, twenty minutes for packing and then we meet."

Both Daphne and Padma kissed Harry's cheeks and left, each in a different direction. Hermione took Harry's hand in hers, quite possessively. "Well, my dear husband, what plans do you have for today?"

Harry blushed at the "husband" title. He liked the "dear" though. "I think we need to change and finish packing, then breakfast..."

"At which table?"

He thought for a moment. "Gryffindor. We are two lions and only one of the other houses."

"Would you like some more?" she asked teasingly.

"No!" He shuddered. "I felt complete with only you. The other two are more than I thought I could handle."

"You've handled four with no problem, dear."

"With the help of a potion. No, I don't think I'll ever want any more than I've already got. What will your parents say, though?" There was a certain fear in his voice.

"My parents love you. Didn't you notice?"

"As a friend, not as a husband."

Hermione smiled and opened her mind to him, Harry was suddenly engulfed in a warm feeling of home, of love and acceptance.

Hermione's mother was talking to her. "When are you going to act on your feelings to that man? Once you leave school, it may be too late. Somebody else may catch him and leave you high and dry."

"Mom, Harry's not like that. I'm not even sure that he loves me. He never said he did."

"Did you tell him?"

"Well... Not precisely. I signed all my letters to him with 'Love, Hermione,' but I'm not sure he made anything of it."

"How did you sign your other letters, to that redhead?"

"Just 'Your friend, Hermione,' yet I don't think they ever compared letters."

"Talk to him then, make him know, or you'll regret it for the rest of your life."

Harry smiled at his wife. "It took you some time to do it. You almost missed our chance."

"I've never managed to find the right moment, you know, and then I was afraid I was losing you to Padma. It was a 'now or never' situation that pushed me to act. I'm glad I did."

"Despite everybody else seeing you naked and shagging?"

She shrugged. "Everybody else was also naked and shagging. It actually helped me decide."

"I'm so glad you did!" He stopped and engulfed her in a tight hug, the way she was always hugging him. Hermione responded willingly.

"We need to move, or we'll be late," she whispered a few minutes later, as their hug didn't stop.

Harry sighed. "Yes, I know..."

They walked hand-in-hand the rest of the way, parting only in the common room, when each needed to go to a different dormitory. Harry opened the door and found a house-elf busy packing his stuff.

"What are you doing?" He asked, and then admonished himself internally for asking stupid questions.

"I'm packing your staff, Master, as instructed by the Potter head house-elf."

"I can pack it myself," Harry insisted.

"Of course, Master, but it's not becoming a Lord to do house-elf's work."

He wanted to argue some more, but the door opened, letting in a very irritated Hermione. "Harry James Potter! I hope you have a very good explanation why there's a house-elf packing my stuff and not letting me even touch it!"

"Please, dear, I know nothing about it. As you can see, I had the same surprise."

She looked at the house elf furiously. "Care to explain?"

The house elf didn't look intimidated even a bit. "Of course, Mistress. It is unbecoming for a Lord or a Lady to do house-elf's work, and you have enough house elves to do whatever it is you need done."

"We own house-elves?" both asked as one.

The small creature rolled its big eyes in annoyance. "Of course you own many house elves. Who do you think is taking care of the farm, the groves, the fields, the vineyard? Who is keeping all your houses and apartments clean? Who made sure no stranger could even find Potter Manor, although many were looking for it? The Potter house-elves are proud and loyal, Master and Mistress, and I'm really privileged to be the first to meet you both."

Hermione wouldn't budge, though. "If you are so loyal, how come we haven't even heard of you until now? Harry had to do many lowly chores for his relatives before and during his time at Hogwarts."

The house-elf seemed sad. "We had specific instructions from Master James. He said, 'Don't do anything for Harry before he finishes Hogwarts, unless he asks you specifically to do it. Don't even show yourselves to him before that time.' You've graduated last night."

Hermione seemed to deflate, understanding the logic in the elf's reply. She sat down on a bed. "So, there's you and the one in my room and the head elf. How many more?"

"There are two more packing for the other wives. I'm sorry, but I don't know how many you own. The head house elf must probably know." It now snapped back to action. "Why don't you change, so we can finish packing. You can learn all you want when reaching the Manor."

"Where is it, really?"

"Sorry, can't tell. I can take you there, though, if you want."

"What's your name?" Harry asked.

"Konky, Master. I normally care for the master bedroom and the study."

"Alright, Konky. I'll call you when we need to go to the manor, but we're going to board the train first, and probably spend some time with the parents of my ladies before I call you. Is that acceptable?"

The elf smiled. "Of course, Master. You may call me or any of the others whenever you want to."

Hermione was still unhappy about the situation but knew it was futile to argue. "Harry, I'll wait for you in the common room in five minutes. Try not to keep me waiting."

"I won't, love," he promised, enjoying being able to call her by endearing terms so openly.

Hermione was descending the stairs to the common room, five minutes later, when she noticed that Harry had just arrived. It made her happy to see that he really cared. She didn't want to boss him around, but to make him more aware of what she liked or disliked, as they were going to spend the rest of their lives together, and she hoped it would be happily.

Harry welcomed her with a hug and a kiss, as if they had not seen each other for a long time. Both were wearing regular muggle clothes. Parvati was just walking in when they approached the entrance. "I was too busy to congratulate you, but I'm really happy for your bond and your marriage. It was clear you belonged with each other since second year, I think."

Both Harry and Hermione acknowledged her greetings with a smile. She still spoke some more. "Harry, you've also taken my twin as your wife. You should know that she'd been in love with you for almost as long as Hermione. Treat her nicely, or else..."

Harry smiled. "I feel closest to Hermione, but I love Padma and Daphne as well. You have nothing to worry about your sister."

"Just keep it that way!" Her tone turned softer now. "I'd like to join your compartment on the train, if you don't mind. I think I've already had my share of males for today. Do you mind?"

Hermione smiled at her. "You're welcome to stay with us. We may also like to learn a bit from your experience, I'm sure." Harry hoped she was only teasing. It could be really embarrassing to hear these tales.

"I think we need to go, not to let the others wait for us," he urged Hermione. 'That's alright, dear. I didn't intend to turn this into a long conversation,' he heard in his mind, as Hermione said, "See you later," and moved ahead.

They found Padma and Daphne giggling together. Harry thought he would not have believed it, if anybody else told him Daphne could giggle. "What are you giggling about?" he asked them.

"Your house-elves are so cute," Padma said. The one who came to pack my things even offered to brush my hair. I would have accepted, had I not been in a hurry."

It felt awkward coming into the great hall with three girls... women clinging to him, but Harry couldn't complain. As they all sat at the Gryffindor table, he noticed other sitting at whatever table, disregarding the houses completely. He felt it was the way it should be.

It looked like the events of the night had leaked to other classes as well, as many students came to congratulate not only Harry and his wives, but also the other newly wed couples. It did make for a longer breakfast than usual, though. By the time they finished eating, it was almost time to board the train.

They ended up having a very busy compartment. They were joined not only by Parvati, but also by Ron with Luna, Ginny with Dean and Neville with Hanna. Luckily, magic could be used to expand the interior of the compartment, or they would have been sitting on each other's heads. They also had many visitors. Draco came to congratulate them all, hinting at soon settling with a wife of his own. Denis Creevy brought them some pictures taken during the ball. Harry was glad there were no pictures taken after the ball.

"Where's your luggage? I see none of your trunks here," Luna asked.

"Our house-elves had taken it home, wherever that is," Harry answered.

"Don't you know where you're going to live?"

Harry shrugged. "It's at Potter Manor, but none could tell us where it is."

"Gran once told me it was very big and elegant. She had visited there several times when she was young," Neville said.

"My parents also said it used to be a very nice place, yet it seemed to have disappeared at the time the Dark Lord was vanquished," Daphne added.

"Well, the house-elves assured us it is in good repair and kept modern. They couldn't tell us where it is, though," Hermione said.

"It could be under a Fidelius charm," commented Ginny.

"Maybe, but I suspect it is a somewhat different protection. We shall only know when we arrive there," Padma commented.

Yet they first needed to arrive to London, where three pairs of parents were waiting for their daughters, unaware of the change in their daughters' status. Harry was very apprehensive of that. He assumed that the Granger parents would accept the situation eventually, but he was sure they would frown at him being married to two more women, besides their daughter. It was unheard of in muggle society.

He was even more apprehensive of the other pairs, having never met nor known any of them. Both Padma and Parvati had already told him that their parents were very aware of Padma's crush on Harry and encouraged her to act on it. Parvati even confessed, "I've chosen Harry as my first, last night, in order to make my twin finally act on her feelings, although I really enjoyed it very much. It is still my best sexual experience, and that is really saying something."

Daphne was also not worried. "I've already told you about the contract. My parents will only be glad we fulfilled it, even if not in the same way they originally thought of." Yet Harry was still worried.

He also thought of another problem – how would he be able to face the three pairs of parents, each waiting somewhere else, all at once?

Yet lack of sleep took over. As soon of most visitors left their compartment, Harry could no longer stay awake. He knew that he had three very smart wives, none of whom would like her parents to be angry with her husband. He could count on them to handle the situation, so he could stop worrying. Until then – he needed his sleep. He hugged Hermione, letting Padma and Daphne cuddle to him as well, and fell promptly asleep.

That's all folks. I could go over meeting his in-laws, raising a family and whatnot - I've already done that in other stories and it's not that interesting, really, so this is the end of this story,

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