Chapter 31
"A bit harder," Hermione urged.
"Like this?" Lavender asked as she rubbed harder.
"Harder!" Hermione commanded fiercely, "really get your finger in there."
"Yes Mistress Sexy Bookworm Goddess," Lavender agreed as she hurried to do as requested.
"Mistress Sexy Bookworm Goddess?" Hermione asked in confusion.
"Don't you like my nickname I came up for you?" Her dormmate asked.
"Obviously," Hermione told her with a smile, "I'm just surprised you would-"
She stopped talking there to enjoy the feeling in her feet.
Nobody gave foot massages like Lavender. She'd even managed to get right in between the toes.
Oh, was she acting like Lavender was touching something else entirely? That would be a yes.
Parvati however walked into the room and took in the scene of Lavender massaging her feet and dainty little toes.
"You lose another bet to Hermione again, Lavender?" Parvati asked, "you do realize she always wins?"
"Actually she just really wanted to massage my feet," Hermione answered, "I'm guessing she just has a foot fetish."
"More like I really want lots of help with homework," Lavender confided before admitting, "although you do have great feet."
"Told you," Hermione stated with a smile.
Parvati seemed surprised as she asked Lavender, "since when have you cared about homework?"
Both girls only giggled in response. It wasn't that kind of homework and she was helping Lavender just as much.
Parvati however just shook her head but made no more comment as she once again looked through her drawer and tried on necklaces to wear.
Lavender however resumed her foot massage. She was really giving it some effort. Usually she only did it when she lost a bet to her. As for herself, she'd never had to massage Lavender's feet but now she was feeling like maybe she deserved a little reciprocation. Somebody had some really good hands.
"Well you girls have fun, I'm going on a date with Viktor, my incredibly strong, sexy hunk of a boyfriend," Parvati told them.
"Right your strong, sexy hunk of a boyfriend," Hermione teased, making note of the fact that Parvati had went out of her way to describe Krum in such detail. Frankly Parvati had fallen quite hard for him, but fortunately it appeared Krum had fallen hard for her. She actually had had her chance with Krum herself but she was more than happy to let Parvati have him. Harry was the only guy for her.
Both she and Lavender waited impatiently for Parvati to finally leave, they didn't want her knowing exactly what they were up to.
Eventually though Parvati considered herself presentable enough before departing for her date.
As soon as she had left, Lavender stated impatiently, "Merlin, I thought she would never leave. That girl seriously needs to get ready faster."
She actually laughed whether or not Lavender was actually poking fun at herself as well, but then said excitedly, "homework time."
In response, Lavender already was half-naked, forcing her to hurry and try to catch up.
Finally however both of them were totally naked and she immediately slipped her hand down to her crotch to find her sweet spot. Lavender went to do so as well for herself.
A younger version of Hermione would be apalled that she would engage in such behavior so blatantly in front of another person, but her current self was well aware that such activities were not only necessary but actually surprisingly enjoyable.
She was well aware of the fact of where her, Harry, and the rest of the girls were going, frankly it seemed to be just an open secret that everyone knew and accepted, but didn't want to bring up.
Of course, being herself, she was never one to get involved into anything without knowing as much information as she could on it which led to many forays into the library. There weren't a ton of books on the subject but a good deal more than she had been expecting. The broad subject however could be categorized into subcategories of threesomes and moresomes, dating multiple girls or guys, polygamy or plural marriage, and harems.
Was she crazy for even thinking that far ahead and actually being okay with it?
Once again a younger version of herself would never go anywhere near it; her parents would never approve for one, but she no longer cared. Frankly the whole thing just turned her on as sexually perverted as she now admitted she was. Her body seemed to only be making up for just how much she had repressed it all these years, and it was coming back with a vengeance now that she was letting it enjoy what it wanted.
Even before she'd been able to decide it was what she really wanted, she found herself reading romance novel after romance novel filled with a boy and multiple girls in it, it just felt so hot to her as well as inserting herself, Harry, and other girls such as Fleur, Padma, Luna, etc into the story in place of the characters.
Things had taken an interesting turn when Lavender had discovered some of the books she had been reading, but instead of being bothered by it, Lavender had actually agreed to help her prepare for such an eventual future.
According to her research, mutual masturbation was an excellent way to prepare yourself for threesomes or moresomes that would inevitably be occurring. Lavender seemed to get a thrill out of watching her, who had always seemed so reserved, now doing such activities right in front of her. Interestingly enough it was fun for her as well.
Besides, it was clutch time. Lavender had learned through one of her gossip channels that Harry was starting to ask each of the girls to be his girlfriends. It was about time but it still gave her plenty to think about.
She watched Lavender now stimulating herself with one hand and the other hand now playing with her boobs.
She had rather nice boobs, she thought...and a nice bum. Of course Harry also had a nice bum and she wanted to...
"Who are you thinking about?" Lavender asked.
"Harry obviously, who else?" Hermione inquired as she reached up to cup one of her own boobs. While smaller than Lavender's, they felt really good right now.
"Obviously," Lavender commented with a roll of her eyes, "you're obsessed with him."
"Yeah, and who are you thinking about right now?" Hermione then questioned.
"I don't need to answer that," Lavender argued, unsuccessfully trying to hide her secret from her.
Unfortunately for Lavender, she was far too easy to figure out.
"Let me guess, the person's name begins with an H," Hermione stated.
"I can't deny Harry is hot, but I do have other people I like besides him," Lavender argued.
"I wasn't talking about Harry," Hermione teased, "I was talking about myself."
"You're such a pervert Hermione," Lavender told her.
"True, but am I also right?" Hermione asked.
She was right, she knew she was right.
"Shut up so I can actually enjoy myself looking at you naked," Lavender responded.
Hermione laughed at that. According to her books, polygamous relationships worked a good deal better if the girls involved were in fact bisexual or at least open to experimentation. It appeared the strongest candidates including Fleur, Daphne, Luna, and possibly Padma were already proving they were okay with at least experimentation even if they probably weren't actually attracted to one another.
Fortunately or unfortunately depending on how you looked at it, her perverted body was telling her she was to some degree attracted to girls but exactly how far that went she wasn't sure. Her parents would once again not approve, they were highly homophobic, but she had really stopped caring about how they might feel about their daughter's choices. They had always been too busy with work for her, usually just leaving her with a babysitter for most of the time, causing her to feel lonely as she had no friends to play with.
Being with Harry now was the exact opposite from her life back then. She literally had over a dozen good friends, but was now lacking many of the morals she once had. Yet while that forced her to reevaluate her life a good deal and just exactly who she was and where she wanted to end up, there was one thing she knew: she would stay with Harry through anything as long as he would have her.
For her, her love for him went deeper than a mere schoolgirl crush, she'd already decided he was the love of her life, it easily surpassed anything she found in the romance novels she read, now also filled with boys and multiple female lovers, which surprisingly was actually just as if not more so enjoyable for her to read.
Her attention then turned to watching Lavender, who was still playing with herself. She was unable to avoid blatantly staring. Even if this was Lavender, watching her was so totally erotic. It caused her to stimulate herself a little harder.
Lavender looked back at her and smiled and asked, "now who are you thinking of?"
"I'll admit it if you will," Hermione told her.
"That I find you a sexy bookworm goddess?" Lavender inquired, "or that you like my slutty self?"
"I don't think you're a slut," Hermione told her honestly, "I never did even at your worst."
"No, it's alright, I am a slut," Lavender stated, "however I am trying to be better. I've raised my standards considerably."
"Well I've lowered mine, making us now about even," Hermione confided, "which is why I'm okay with admitting I'm sort of attracted to you right now."
"I knew it!" Lavender exclaimed in delight.
"Did not!" Hermione insisted as she pulled her hand out of her crotch as she slapped her playfully on the arm.
"You just got your girl cum on my arm!" Lavender complained.
Hermione grinned and asked, "Really? I hadn't noticed."
She may or may not have chosen to use the exact same hand she'd been using earlier for another activity careful to get some on Lavender.
Lavender however surprisingly stuck out her tongue and licked it up.
"Now who is the pervy lesbian?" Hermione complained, "you just licked that."
Her roommate however shrugged and said, "I just wanted to know if it tasted like mine that's all."
"Well I suppose I should be glad you're now conducting science experiments," Hermione joked.
"You taste really good by the way," Lavender commented.
"Oh I know I do," Hermione responded cheekily.
"Mistress Sexy Bookworm Goddess," Lavender stated.
"My servant," Hermione answered before laughing a bit at the ridiculousness of it.
"You want another foot massage?" Lavender offered.
Hermione gave her a curious look before observing, "except I don't think you have any intention of just staying on my feet."
"That would depend on you," Her potential personal masseuse informed her, suggesting it could go either way.
She sighed before saying, "you do realize I haven't even let Harry go that far."
"Exactly and I know you want him to but understand why he can't, and I'll bet I could give much better massages than him," Lavender pointed out, "which you should know considering how many foot massages I've had to give over the years after losing bets to you."
"If you didn't like it to some extent, you wouldn't have bet me so much," Hermione reminded her.
Of course for awhile she had thought Lavender was just stupid and a glutton for punishment, not so anymore. Lavender was actually a lot smarter than even she realized.
Hermione then sighed. Was she really willing to do this? Well she supposed people got massages all the time, her mother even got them.
"Alright," She finally told her, "but just a traditional massage. Maybe just my feet, legs, arms, and back."
She lay down on her bed face first, allowing Lavender to then come over to the side of her. She actually did start on her feet...but soon moved up her legs from there.
Any residual protests she might have had seemed to be getting worked right out of her, her legs feeling good and leaving her somewhat excited.
Her legs weren't her best feature, she thought, but she could get some attention for them. They were long and toned, a result from morning exercises as well as carrying so many books around.
Lavender really did give good massages she thought, although she was sure this was new territory for Lavender just as much as it was for her.
Lavender was getting higher and higher up her legs until she thought surely she wasn't going to stop at that point. The next thing she knew, she felt Lavender's hands now directly on her bum.
She really should stop her she thought and yet...it felt really good as Lavender's hands kneaded into each cheek. Could she really blame her anyway? Not if she considered just how good she felt her bum looked. Definitely her best feature.
Even when it came to herself she liked to rub and admire it.
"You didn't stop me," Lavender observed.
"I didn't want you to stop," Hermione confessed, causing her masseuse to giggle.
A moment of silence passed between them as they both enjoyed her bum.
"I think I love your ass, Hermione, it's so perfect," Lavender couldn't resist commenting.
"Well why don't you marry it then?" Hermione quipped, "then you can say you're married to an ass."
Lavender giggled again at that before saying, "frankly I probably would have ended up marrying an ass if Harry hadn't come along. Of course the idiot caused me to raise my standards so much, he was the only available guy left."
"You could try sharing Krum with Parvati," Hermione suggested.
"She'd never share even if any threesome with me would be awesome," Lavender pointed out, "of course I'd say I'd be sharing too much with Harry, but now it appears I've also got you to keep me company which leaves me with two nice asses I can have. That sounds like a killer deal to me."
"Two asses are better than one," Hermione added as she wiggled her own.
After a few minutes, Lavender moved on to her back before admitting, "you know I've got to say, I never imagined I'd be doing this and actually enjoying this."
"I never imagined I'd be letting you and enjoying it," Hermione said, "my mother would totally kill me if she were here."
"I'd just give her a massage and then she'd be totally down with it," Lavender joked, "I'd be down with it too if she has an ass like yours."
"All right, Magic Massage Fingers, what are we going to do about the Harry situation? Be easy or play hard to get when he asks us to be his girlfriends?" Hermione inquired.
"I'm not even sure he's even going to ask me, he'll definitely ask you, he'd be stupid to turn down a body or mind like yours," Lavender said, revealing a slight amount of insecurity.
"If he doesn't ask you, I'll make him," Hermione told her, "besides we need a loose girl in the group."
"Or you just want me," Lavender observed.
"No I'm too obsessed with just Harry for that," She quipped with a smile. At that, she got up to end the massage.
TOOMANYTOOMANY
Fleur had just gotten done telling Su what was going on...but the Chinese acrobat was being extremely hard to read, which was a serious accomplishment in front of a veela.
She just stood there, waiting for Su's reaction, while Su merely pretended to look around as if bored.
"Well?" Fleur asked finally.
"Well what?" Su asked, deciding to apparently mess with her and claim ignorance.
"What are you thinking?" Fleur asked.
"Oh I was thinking about maybe going for a run after this," Su admitted, "you want to come?"
"I meant about what I just told you," Fleur prodded, getting a bit annoyed, "you know about the Harry dating you thing."
"Why didn't you say that's what you wanted to know," Su teased, "well I must say, if Harry wants me in his little harem, he's going to have to fight for me. On the bright side at least he's now got all of you to help do the fighting so this might actually be a challenge for me. You'll still probably fail, but at least it'll be fun."
Fleur stared at the pretty Chinese girl in wonder. She should have almost expected an answer like this.
"You can be really difficult you know that?" Fleur couldn't resist saying.
"Oh I know," Su agreed with a smile, "of course it's nothing you haven't already thought of. Somebody has to play hard to get or it would just get boring. Besides if Harry is going to have all those girlfriends, he'd better be able to prove he deserves it."
"I'll agree with that," Fleur answered, "so what should I tell Harry?"
Su seemed to think for a moment before telling her, "if Harry isn't already distracted enough by all those other girls, he is free to try and go after me."
"All right," Fleur responded, "I should probably warn you though that he's got plenty to distract him at the moment."
"You know you could go after me for him," Su suggested, "try to get the girl for your man."
Fleur however smiled and said, "you'd like me to wouldn't you, except I know exactly who to use to beat you with. It's Luna who wants you with us and it's Luna who is going to be the one to try to win you over."
Su shook her head, recognizing the strength of her competition before commenting, "I'm going to end up Harry's girlfriend like the rest of you aren't I?"
"Yes," Fleur told her cheekily.
Finally Su just said, "well I suppose I can at least try to make things interesting."
TOOMANYTOOMANY
Harry got done telling Hermione about the multiple girlfriends thing and then waited for her response.
Her reply however was not what he was expecting.
"Of course I'll be your girlfriend Harry," Hermione told him, "however I should probably warn you I'm perverted."
"Well I already knew that," He told her with a smile.
"Did you know I like girls now?" Hermione asked.
His eyes widened in surprise at what Hermione had just said.
All he could really think to say to that however was, "you weren't before?"
"Yes, I took a special potion to make myself like girls because I know how much you like girl on girl action," Hermione said.
He must have missed the sarcasm because he asked, "Really? You wouldn't happen to have anymore would you?"
Hermione slapped him on the cheek for that, causing it to sting. He definitely deserved that one.
"Oh be quiet," Hermione scolded him, "you're already lucky enough as it is to have as many girls as you have as girlfriends or the fact that some of them are willing to at least experiment, me included.
"Sorry, couldn't resist," He apologized before asking, "just who are you experimenting with?"
"Lavender," Hermione confided.
"Lavender?" He asked. He'd never in a million years think that Hermione and Lavender...
Harry tried pinching himself.
"No you aren't dreaming," Hermione said, "I do however want to know what do you think."
"Can I watch?" He asked eagerly.
She raised her hand as if to slap him again.
"Sorry," He apologized again, "so why Lavender?"
"While also conveniently my roommate, I'd say she certainly has potential, and she happens to give great massages," She told him.
"Hey, that was supposed to be my job!" He complained teasingly.
"Well you want to get the chance to do your job then?" She suggested as she pretended to pull down her pants.
"I think I'd better if other people are trying to lay claims to your body like that," He answered.
She laughed before telling him, "well too bad because Lavender already claimed a good deal of it."
"You mean...?" He inquired in surprise. He hadn't been aware they had gone that far. He'd been of the opinion they were just in the experimental stage...something he'd already experienced enough for this whole thing not to really bother him. Frankly it was a turn on for him."
"Just my bum," She admitted.
"That's the best part!" He exclaimed truthfully.
She laughed again before saying, "I know it's the best part. It's the best part about you in my opinion as well."
Hermione reached around and gave his bum a squeeze before giving him a kiss.
"First kiss as my boyfriend," He pointed out to her, trying to get back to being at least semi-romantic.
"Yes," She agreed as she looked into his eyes fondly, "it's going to be a fantastic new adventure...for all of us."
"True," He replied, "but at least I like the company."
For that, she gave him another kiss.
After another moment however, Hermione asked, "were you planning on asking Lavender to be your girlfriend as well?"
"I guess I am now," Harry told her, even though even as he said it he couldn't help but think he already had a lot of girlfriends already. Well the more the merrier he supposed, one of the girls was bound to kill him somehow in any case, "Lavender is a nice girl and I actually do like her, I just kind of figured she wanted to do her own thing."
Hermione smiled before saying, "I may or may not have added enough incentive for her to make up her mind."
"So that's the secret then, I should have just had you talk to each of the girls," He answered, "a little Hermione is good for everyone. Of course a lot of Hermione is too much."
"Be that as it may," She observed, "what convinced them wasn't me or skillful negotiation, it was you. How you joke around and make them feel at ease and somehow special, or how you... well I could go on and on but to keep from giving you too big of a head I'll just leave it at that...and tell you I love you."
"I love you too Hermione," He told her honestly, "I don't know what I would do without you."
"You'd find a way to manage but it would be difficult," Hermione responded.
"That it would," He agreed as he leaned in for one final kiss.
TOOMANYTOOMANY
The next morning, he and all of his new girlfriends: Padma, Fleur, Daphne, Luna, Susan, Pansy, Hannah, Millicent, Hermione, and Lavender all headed down to breakfast hand in hand together.
Merlin, that was an awful lot, however as he looked at each of their beautiful faces, he couldn't understand just how he was so lucky to have all of them as his girlfriends.
Pinching himself yet again, he wondered if perhaps this was a fantastically wonderful but long dream, one he would wake up from and find that he was alone and dateless before the Yule Ball, but found he was still awake and in slight pain.
The pain was worth it he thought.
They stopped just outside of the Great Hall.
"So this is it," Pansy observed, "time to announce this to the whole world."
"There is still time for anyone wishing to back out back now," Susan added.
He looked around at each of them wondering if perhaps one of them might, but none of them made any moves to leave, already resolved in their decisions.
After a moment, Fleur said, "I guess we're all in then. Time to make some waves and a lot of guys jealous."
"Would you girls wait until I've finished tying my shoe?" He joked.
None of the girls thought that was funny.
As they stepped forward side by side through the doors that just barely fit them all through the doorway despite being so wide, he recognized that it wouldn't be immediately clear what was going on, but the air already felt like it had shifted at least for him. He could somehow sense that their relationship had certainly changed and would never be the same again.
The first two people to notice them were the Weasley Twins.
"Hello Harry and his always gorgeous friends," Fred greeted.
"Girlfriends actually," Daphne told them, taking upon herself to be the one to first make the announcement.
George whistled and said with a grin to him, "I knew you'd pull it off you sly dog. Fred I do believe you owe me 2 galleons."
"What did you bet on?" Pansy asked, "that Harry would end up with multiple girlfriends?"
"No," George admitted, "we bet just how many he would end up with. I bet 8 or more, which means I win."
"You haven't won yet," Fred argued, "we bet how many he would end up with. Let's face it, just how long is he going to be able to sustain this many girlfriends. We've only got one girlfriend in Alicia split amongst us and even that is a chore. He'll be down to like 5 by the end of the week mark my words."
"I resent that," Susan stated, "besides this is being said by a boy who just pointed out he was sharing a girlfriend."
Fred merely shrugged and countered with, "this being said by a girl who is sharing a boyfriend herself with 9 other girls. Obviously we both don't mind sharing."
"Touche," Susan was forced to admit.
"Well what do you think anyway Fred and George?" Harry asked of them.
Both twins looked him and the girls over before George finally stated, "what I really want to say would get me a dozen slaps. One from each of your girlfriends, one from Alicia, and one from Madame Pomfrey when she would have to put my head back on my neck after the force of your slaps knocked it clean off."
Fred added his opinion by saying, "what I think George really should be saying is don't screw this up, because right now you're the luckiest guy on earth, but if you do screw it up you'll be the unluckiest guy on earth."
"Oh so true," Pansy agreed, "well let's go."
"Good luck then Harry," Fred wished him as they started walking away, "and when you inevitably try and flee the country, don't go looking to us for help."
Grateful that at least the Weasley twins were taking it well, they all went to go sit down at the Gryffindor table together which had the most space.
At the girl's insistence, he went to go and give each of them a kiss before they ate.
"Come on Harry," Millicent complained, "the food is all going to be gone by the time you're done."
"Kissing can't be rushed," He informed her breathlessly as he went to go and kiss Luna who was next in line, "you are free to starting eating without me."
"We'll save you some food for when you eventually get done, probably around lunch time," Padma promised him.
A few people around them did talk to one or the other of the girls and they made it no secret that they were all now officially dating him. For most this really wasn't too huge of a surprise, but for others it was a major conversation piece, most notably those talking to Lavender.
However if he had any regrets about deciding to let Lavender do so much talking it was immediately put to rest by the fact that Lavender was handling it so skillfully, making it clear of their position as to seeing how it went.
Thus as information began to be spread quickly throughout the school as it usually did, it was actually going better than expected, but then again he had been half expecting an angry mob to try and run him out of the school so that wasn't saying much.
At any rate, he managed to get through his first class relatively well, but then there was Potions.
In that class, only half of the girls were with him, but they still made up a sizable enough group he was hoping nobody would try anything. At least that was what he was hoping before class started as they waited for Snape to arrive.
"Well, well, if it isn't scarhead, the love potioneer," Malfoy sneered as he walked into the room, flanked by his two bodyguards, Crabbe and Goyle.
In response however, Millicent went up to go and stand behind him and he noticed to some degree of delight, that Millicent was actually bigger than either Crabbe or Goyle. Yeah, his bodyguard was bigger than Malfoy's, what a happy day.
Millicent looked intimidatingly at both Crabbe and Goyle, who both looked worried, either because Millicent was a girl and his girlfriend now or because Millicent could beat either of them up in a fight and they knew it.
"Uh Draco," Crabbe muttered to his comrade as he continued to look dubiouly at Milicent, "maybe we shouldn't mess with Potter anymore."
"Why because he has a bunch of girlfriends to protect him?" Malfoy argued, "if you ask me he's even more pathetic, hiding behind a bunch of girls to save him."
"I'd be more than happy to take you on myself," He answered.
What better way to prove he could protect himself and his girlfriends if necessary than beating up Malfoy he thought.
Unfortunately Malfoy seemed to lose his nerve at that before saying lamely, "um never mind. You aren't worth my time."
"Right, you're so busy you can't possibly spare 10 seconds to get beat in a duel," Pansy said sarcastically.
"It'll take that long you think?" Daphne questioned, "maybe Harry is losing his touch then."
"No, it'll take that long for Harry to finish laughing at his opponent and then mercifully take him out," Pansy countered.
"I think you should watch your mouth," Malfoy sneeered at her, "you're a disgusting little traitor, dating Potter with a bunch of other whores."
In response he told Malfoy coldly, "duel, 10 tonight in the entrance hall, be there or prove you're a coward."
Malfoy to his credit glared back at him and said, "I'll be there, don't you worry."
At that Snape strode into the classroom, robes billowing behind him and said, "20 points from Gryffindor for absolutely nothing other than that I feel like it."
Wow, evidently Malfoy wasn't the only one unhappy with how many girlfriends he had. Snape glared directly at him with an expression of both jealousy and rage as if trying to make him spontaneously burst into flames with just his eyes.
The good thing was in comparison the other teachers were bound to be much more supportive, he reasoned, the bad news was he might not even live that long the way Snape appeared ready to take it out on him.
However just as he thought that, an unexpected rescuer came to his aid.
"Twenty-five points to Neville Longbottom for sitting down at his desk and being ready to learn," Dumbledore commented from the back of the room, having somehow already gotten there without anyone noticing.
Neville nearly fell out of his chair in surprise, perhaps almost costing him the large amount of points he had just gotten. Snape however looked livid even if he wasn't about to say anything to the headmaster.
"I rather do enjoy pointless point wars, such an oxymoron to say," Dumbledore commented jovially, totally ignoring Snape, "a couple of decades ago in fact I enjoyed one with Professor Flitwick where we managed to gain and lose a total of 1000 thousand points in a single day for various inventive reasons. Of course we put the points back to what they were the very next day. As I recall, my favorite reason for giving out points was a young Herbert Fletchley who was so surprised when I awarded 50 points to him for running in the hallway as I felt it showed his desire to learn in trying to get to his next class as quickly as possible. Even if that next class may or may not have been lunch."
"I wasn't trying to play any games," Snape answered in a subdued tone, although clearly furious at Dumbledore.
"Oh, why ever not, it's an awfully fun game," Dumbledore replied, seeming unbothered, "well in any case, I'm afraid I have to borrow Mr. Potter from you. He won't be returning."
While surprised Dumbledore was getting him out of class personally, he grabbed his things quickly and hurried out with him.
Once they were out of the classroom, Dumbledore shook his head before saying, "that Snape, he can be so fun sometimes."
"Fun would not be the word I would use," Harry answered, "are you aware that-"
"Am I aware that he is a dreadful teacher and should be fired immediately?" Dumbledore finished for him, "I'm not that senile much as he might think I am. Unfortunately the school board vetoes me every year when I invariably fire him at some point, Lucius Malfoy at least seems to like him. The most I can do is make his pay merely just room and board, your friend Dobby in fact makes more actual money than him at least for actual teaching. Then again I suppose that might only cause him to have reason to be even more angry."
He stiffled a laugh at that, imagining a rich Dobby dressed like a king while a Snape clad only in rags begged him for money.
"I'm finding I underestimate you," Harry observed.
"Oh no, as one more aware of my own mistakes than most, I'd say you are still overestimating me," Dumbledore told him humbly before asking, "so how many points do you think he's taken away from Gryffindor since we left do you think?"
"At least 30," Harry guessed, "but if you know what is going on with Snape taking away points for stupid reasons, why are you letting him get away with it?"
"Ah, but I'm not letting him get away with it," Dumbledore confided with a sly grin, "every point that our dear Professor takes away or gives out is erased at the end of the day. It's been over a decade since I did that and he still hasn't figured it out. Please just don't let him know, I have a longstanding bet going with Minerva that he won't notice until at least March of this year."
Harry smiled, impressed ever more by Dumbledore.
It however also reminded him that this was in fact the first time he was getting a chance to talk to Dumbledore in private after reviewing his finances and so he told him, "I also want to thank you...for managing my finances so well."
"Ah, it was fun," Dumbledore waved it off, "besides I rather think you won't be thanking me after this, quite the opposite."
"Where exactly are we going then Professor?" Harry asked curiously.
Dumbledore looked back at him with a twinkle in his eye as he told him, "my dear boy, unless I am wrong, when a boy starts courting a young lady, or young ladies in this case, they are obliged to meet the parents of the young lady."
He nearly fainted in shock.
Author's Note: So how was it? First of all, the Hermione/Lavender scene I thought up in my head and thoroughly enjoyed it but thought no way that would ever happen...but wouldn't it be awesome if it did? Of course in all 6 of my rewrites of the beginning of the chapter...same thing ended up happening. I really do think however it shows just how much Hermione really has changed and isn't the same person anymore and really to a lesser extent so is Lavender. So hopefully you enjoyed it as much as I did, besides let's face it, this story is more than a little ridiculous anyway. Also it has been very interesting and enjoyable, but also weird having a good Dumbledore in a story (that I'm writing) that does not merely gloss over the many at the very least stupid and ignorant, at most cruel and inhuman things that he does.
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