Lily was doing things thought impossible. She would engorge a part of Harry, then inscribed a rune on the bone in miniature. She also did this on his flesh, only where it would not be seen. Between toes and fingers, in eyebrows and private parts. Once Harry had over 206 runed bones, She did the bigger bones for a few other things. She then made deals with the Elemental Fey. Taking life from her and James. She did 5 ten year contracts, same as James. They figured they would not live, so giving up fifty years of their physical life to save their son and continue the family was a bonus.

One of those from each was to make up an internal ID or Super Ego to defend Harry's mental health. They would bring Harry into the center of his mind, while they took the brunt of any harm. Over the years of pain, breakage and abuse. Harry got physically stronger. His Id learned to take it, but also how to dish it out. His Super Ego on the other hand, would make a true Slytherin look like a Gryffindor. James's second and third was that Harry would always learn to be the best with a broom and wand.

This actually would make Harry learn to be the best at sex as well as spells, as the boys all talked about their wands and girls. James's forth was that Lily and Harry would live to the longest time possible for them. He did not tell Lily, as he did not want her to know that she would out live him, this way. The spiritual Fae thought about this wish. It saw that James then Harry were descended of House Peverell, so Harry would likely become 'The Master' of Death. It knew this was not quite what was to happen, but decided to give Lily any time left to James, after he died. The contracts cost fifty years, but James should normally be able to go to around one fifty, based on his strength. They both said they would hold onto their last one, for emergencies.

Lily's second wish was that Harry would have a being to care for him, always. She was thinking about a spiritual Genie or Elf. This set up her not permanently dying, just her body. It also set up her being a type of Genie. Not a three wish or that nonsense, but because James's wishes were first, a sort of sex Genie. Her third and fourth wishes were that Harry's runes were permanent and that no-one could dispel them. The runes on his ribs formed an array that would make him lucky. The ones on his spine, made him resistant to damage and spells. The array on his head was to make sure he was always clear headed and logical.

The arm and finger bones made a strength and dexterity array, so he would be as strong and as dexterous as a werewolf. His leg and toes array made him as fast and as agile as a Vampire. It was what she did not his twenty teeth, that was her crowning glory. It took eight of the bottom, so that he would get all nourishment needed, even if only getting to eat small spiders and drinking a sip of water. Eight of the top were for him to have her eye site, not James's nearsightedness. This actually gave him a beautiful Emerald Green eyes that had 15/15 site. The other two on top and bottom, were so that when his adult teeth came in, the runes would transfer.

The problem is the wording of both their last deals. Neither had done their last deal yet. James's was "Lily take care of Harry and go." So Lily ran from James and Voldemort. She fled 'James's life. But because of the wards, she could not go. The traveling cabinet and brooms had been sabotages. Her last was deal was that "Take me, let my son live." Since it was a broken deal by Tom Marvolo Riddle, MAGIC destroyed the Horcruxes. Kreature died with the house, as the Locket was incinerated with Fiendfyre and was around his neck while cleaning his mistresses portrait, that also burned, do to touching the locket. Malfoy Manor and thirty Death Eaters, getting ready to attack the Bones' Manor, and all three Malfoys died when the half soul in the diary exploded like a small fusion bomb. The hundred foot crater included three muggle girls wishing for death.

The Lestranges Vault exploded killing several Goblins and the Dragon they were moving in front of the vault. This came about as the cup caused a wormhole destroying all the dark magic and causing everything to explode out the vault door like a super powered shotgun. The Ring vaporized the surrounding magical area and sent the stone to the cloak and wand. Albus did not know the stone was on the cloak, till he went to put runed thread in it, so he could see the magic and Harry in 1991.

Albus was not able to stop himself. He died from trying to be the Master of Death, which only a Peverell could be. Rowena's Sanctuary had what happened to the vault, except no one died, but the tapestry was destroyed with everything imbedded in the wall there. The Prophecy turned black. But since no one checked it, Albus did not know.

[Canon happens from that moment until Harry's second birthday.]

Harry woke up again in the cupboard under the stairs. His mental clarity was as perfect as normal. The old geezer named Albus had obliviated his Padfoot and sent him after the rat. He had never liked the rat, but Dad and Padfoot, and Mooney had. Mum not so much. He knew this was his birthday, but he knew nothing good would come from it, as his aunt Petunia had hated his mum and his uncle Vernon was scared to death of magic. He had watched the old geezer bind Dudley's magic as well as spell them to hate him. It was lucky that he had a bit of accidental magic, that ended the hatred curse. But was it accidental, he was not sure, after all, he had wanted to get rid of that.

The day was just like normal, he was basically ignored, given half a baby food jar, while Dudley got the other half and a whole one. Vernon had again mentioned taking Harry to an orphanage. Petunia still wanted to punish him for what Lily did. So nothing new. changed, given a cold bath, put back into the cupboard. He listened to the Tele as they watched it, then read the newspaper they put down, as if he was a dog. They then went up to their bedrooms. A few tears went down his checks. He used some crayons he had swiped to draw a birthday cake, just as his mum had made him on his first birthday. It was funny, sad, good, and bad that since his sixth month, he could remember in perfect detail, everything that had happened. It was a curse and a blessing.

He started to sing happy birthday to himself, but could hear his mum also singing it. It caused a great many tears to fall down his cheeks. He suddenly started. A voice that sounded like his mum said: "What is the matter, my luv?" He turned around in the small cupboard. It looked like a ghost. He knew what ghosts were as they all had talked about Hogwarts. The ghost looked like a younger mum. So logically, it was not his mum, but maybe his Aunt and mum had a sister who died.

"Who are you?" Harry asked.

The ghost laughed and said, "Ooh ooh. Who are you." Humming music. "Oh you were not doing the song by the Who. But actually asking me, who I am." Harry rolled his eyes a bit and wiped the tears off his cheeks. Smiling a little. "I'm not sure, I think I'm Rose Lily, or Lily Rose, but I'm not sure as I seem to be bound to you as some type of a spirit."

Harry used his two year old logic, but his close to five year mentality. "Are you my mum?"

"I'm not to sure. I seem to have several different sets of memories, like I'm several different people. Who is your mum?"

Harry thought then told her; "Lily Marie Potter née Evans." Her faced scrunched up. "I'm not sure. Evans sounds familiar, but not Potter or Marie." Harry thought some more. "Do you know what you are yet?"

The being he is going to call Rosey, since it is not a real ghost of his mum, scrunched up her nose, which was cute. "I think I'm some sort of Genie and I'm your present, but I seem incomplete." Harry thought again. "Could it be because you have several different sets of memories, or is it like you need another set, to be complete?"

She again did the cute nose thing. "I think I need some more, but also like I know I'm to do something, but the time is not right, my luv." That set the little boy to thinking about all the stories he heard from the marauders and his mum. He remembers his mum talking about spirits. The Japanese ones need to be bound in a physical body to be complete. The Egyptian ones need a soul connection. The Chinese ones need a mental connection. The Aztec ones a blood connection. And the Incan ones need a magical connection. Ghosts don't need a connection, but broken souls can try to possess others. He mentions all this, but then says. "You don't appear to be any of those, but it still could be one of them. You say we are bound. So something is binding use together."

She again does the nose thing, which he still likes. "Yes; I feel bound to you, not sure if magical, soul, or mental, but don't think it is blood, physical, or mental; as I don't know what you are thinking. Also I'm here on your second birthday, so soul or magic binding seems most likely." "True." Harry replies. Time passes, the Dursley's pretty much work him like a House Elf, but don't physically abuse him. The mental abuse does not work, because of Rosey. She keeps calling him Luv, touching, which is a warm comforting feeling, as well as tingling and getting him extra food and drink. They figure that his magic becomes bigger with the touching, so she cuddles him at night.

At his third birthday, the binding on his magic bursts. It was a good thing they had gone out, so no Dursley to react. It was funny, Harry could now physically touch Rosey all the way. He had caught himself suckling her breasts, which had gotten bigger. She told him she loved the feeling of him sucking on them. She wished she could give him milk...It happened them. Her breasts gave him mothers milk, but also seemed to help his physical, mental, magical, and spiritual thoughts and feelings. Rosey was quiet and somewhat shy, but would snuggle with him. He thought to himself, this is what I want in a woman. Playful sometimes, air-headed and intelligent. Lovin and wanting a family.

Time continues. School takes place and because of his perfect memory, he was top of his class. Dudley did well. It was a good thing they had got rid of Albus's bind, since it also affected his mind. They decided to bind his magic a bit, just in case it was for his and Petunia's good. After all, Vernon was a bully and scared of magic.

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All the way up the main staircase to the seventh floor. With each floor passing more people made Su blush knowing she was on her way to get shagged. She was going to get shagged by Harry Potter. She wanted to be his, she just wanted Harry to own her, she thought of being his concubine. Having his children. She knew it was a way to save her family. With her dad dead, her mum and three younger sisters working the apothecary, they were not making enough money. Harry would support them, probably shag them also, but they would be safe.

She stripped at Luna's direction. Harry then felt Su follow Luna's command and take over half of his cock into her mouth, using her hand as a measure. Going down when her lips went up and up when her lips went down. Harry smiled back at Luna for good directions as Su started to move her head up and down. Su's black eyes staring at him, while her lips sucked and her tiny hand worked him, Harry lost it. "I'm cumming Su." Harry firmly gripped Su's shoulders holding her still. "Suck hard Su. Drink the seed out!" It was much easier, not moving her head and just sucking on his cock like a straw. She never stopped stroking his shaft and soon his twitching shaft exploded. It was the best tasting cum she had ever tasted. Swallowing each spurt.

She agreed with Luna in one way, it tasted great, but to her it tasted like chocolate not pudding. She imagined being used like this by her Harry, who she loved, was the same for all three girls in Harry's life. But now, not even one minutes later, his cock was thrusting in and out, unbelievably hitting her cervix and G-spot every time he went in and out. "I'm gonna cum."

"Fuck Su, I'm gonna cum in this tight pussy."

She wanted to imagine that this climax was going to be one that was going to knock her up. "Cum inside me! Knock me up! Breed me!" With a loud groan from both parties they both experienced a massive climax at the same time. Luna was ready and Harry, who had not shrunk yet, put his cum covered dick into Luna.

This was powerful magic, she hadn't seen before. Harry should not be able to keep going like this. Luna and him were both crying out soon. Just like her, Luna begged him. "Impregnate me! Breed this slut! I want your babies!" She asked Harry how he could keep cumming so much.

Harry looked at her and shrugged, "Found it in an old spell book in the Black Family Library. The good side is I cannot get any girl with baby, unless I want to. All three of you being my future wives and concubines have no choice in being breed."

He was lying, but not lying. After all he did find the book, but it said Magical Sex Binding For Those You Love. While both laid on him, they both thought the same things. He was warm. They were safe. He was their home.