10 Wedding
She was right. Susan Bones was already waiting near the deserted corridor, where they had set "their" room. She looked a bit nervous, yet Harry noticed that the little redhead that he remembered from the sorting, had already blossomed into a very nice young woman. While not as beautiful as his wives, she was more than pleasant to look at. She wore the school robes open, letting him see that she was quite shapely and the swell in her front suggested that her breasts were much bigger than his wives'. Being so attentive at her looks, he failed to notice what she talked with Hermione.
"Harry?!" Padma nudged him.
"What is it?" he asked, as if brought out of a day-dream.
"It's not nice to ogle," she whispered in his ear, yet he noticed some glint of mischief in her eye.
Hermione had already opened the door and let Susan in. Harry let Padma go in and then followed, closing the door. Hermione cast the locking and silencing charms immediately, making Susan even more confused.
"What's going on?" she asked.
Hermione made her ring visible, as did Padma. Susan gasped and looked at Harry. "I didn't know you've already married them," she said.
"You knew I was Lord Potter and Lord Gryffindor?" he asked.
She shrugged. "Almost everybody knew it since the first year. You're also Lord Slytherin, although Malfoy wouldn't acknowledge that, and Lord Peverell, and some more, less significant titles."
Harry grimaced. "Was I the only one who didn't know?"
Susan smiled at him, looking really beautiful with that smile. "All muggle-born and muggle-raised didn't know that, and maybe a few others, but nobody thought you didn't know."
"Well, I only found out a few days ago," he said.
"And still found enough time to marry both these ladies?" she teased him.
"He didn't wed us," Hermione tried to explain. "We formed a bond unknowingly."
Susan seemed a bit confused yet highly interested. "I'd like to hear about that."
Hermione waved her wand, changing the room's furniture the way she was doing each day. Harry sat on the sofa with Hermione at his right and Padma at his left, as usual. Susan sat on a padded armchair, transfigured from a broken chair by Hermione. "This may take some time," Hermione noted. "I think we should have some refreshments. Dobby!"
The house elf appeared immediately, looking glad to be called. "Can you bring us some refreshments? Some tea may also be nice."
Dobby nodded and vanished, reappearing seconds later with a tray that he lay on the coffee table in front of the sofa. It contained a large kettle of hot tea, some milk, four glasses, four cups, some biscuits, a mug of pumpkin juice, and a few large bottles of muggle soft drinks, along with all the cutlery needed.
Hermione poured some tea into the cups and served the others. Susan waited for her to finish before reminding her, "Care to tell about that bond?"
Hermione seemed reluctant to talk. Padma spoke instead. "We shall tell you about the bond before leaving this room, but we have some more important things to discuss first. You said you knew that Harry is both Lord Gryffindor and Lord Slytherin. I believe I can safely assume that you know you are Lady Hufflepuff."
Susan shrugged, as if this was common knowledge.
"Do you know what that means?" Padma asked.
"Not much, really. While it gives me a quarter of the ownership of Hogwarts, theoretically, this means nothing in practice. Control of the school can be taken back by the heirs only if the heirs of the four founders work in cooperation. As Ravenclaw's only child died childless, that will never happen. The title may only give me some political influence after graduation and some teasing until then."
"Rowena had two daughters," Hermione commented. Seeing Susan's confusion, she added, "the other was a squib."
"Are you sure?" It was unclear if the idea excited Susan or frightened her.
"That's what the Goblin Ancestry test showed. That squib daughter married an Evans."
Susan gasped at hearing this, turning her eyes back to Harry. "Your mother was Lily Evans, before her marriage. You are the heir of Ravenclaw too, aren't you?"
Harry was fascinated to notice that Susan was very clever, almost as much as Padma. "Yes, I am," he said, letting his lordship rings show.
Susan took a long look at both his hands, seeming to recognize all the rings. She then lifted her eyes to his face. "So, do you want us to cooperate in order to take control of the school?"
"That thought did pass my mind, I admit, but I think we should get to know each other first, to see if there's any base for cooperation," he said carefully.
Susan beamed a smile at him, looking positively beautiful, before turning serious again. "As you know, I'm the last of my line. If I don't want my line to die with me, I need to have at least one child who'll carry on the Bones name. What that means in practice, is that I can't marry anybody who needs me to produce his heirs. As most purebloods have only one son, this made them all unsuitable, not that I liked any. Marrying a muggle-born wizard may be a better way in this case, yet none seems interesting for me either. We still have some time until this matter starts pressing, but since the times are turbulent, as my aunt says, and since I'm already Lady Bones, I thought it was prudent to already start looking for somebody."
She stopped and looked apprehensive again. "I only found one wizard whom I really liked, although he doesn't know, but he was as unsuitable as they come. He's also the last of his line and his parents are dead, like mine, so he needs an heir, making him unsuitable for my needs. Yet, if he marries somebody else as his main wife, I can easily become his minor wife and still continue my line."
It was clear enough for even Harry to get the clue. "And that someone – is it me?"
Susan blushed. "Yes, it's you, Harry. I may have acted nastily with you after your name came out of the goblet, but it was only because of my loyalty to my house. Internally, I cheered for you, although I don't think you wanted this at all."
"You can say that again," he said bitterly. "I didn't want to compete and I didn't put my name in. Whoever did it – he didn't have my best interests at heart. I suspect I was put in the tournament to die in or be abused and humiliated in some other way. I just hope that with the help of my wives I will survive."
"I'll help you as well. I may wish my house's champion to win, but I want you to survive unscathed," Susan promised.
Hermione wouldn't let their conversation derail. "So, Susan, do you want to marry Harry as his third wife?"
"Yes. Didn't I say it clear enough?"
"How do you suggest we proceed, then?"
Susan only gave it a momentary thought. "As we're all emancipated by now, and both Harry and I hold lordships, all that we need is for Harry to declare that he's taking me as his wife and for me to agree while the two of you serve as witnesses. A lord or a lady are legally allowed to conduct wedding ceremonies."
"Don't you want your aunt present, at least?" Padma asked.
Susan didn't hesitate. "No. She's still mourning her husband and my parents, even after all these years. She may think it a stupid decision made on a moment's spur and try to prevent it. I'd rather she faces a fait accompli. Can we proceed now?"
"Are you really sure about this? We're going to move to our own apartment after dinner. Are you really ready to join us?" Hermione insisted.
"I'm as ready as can be. I also intend to consummate the marriage as soon as I can, and I don't mind if you two join in. By the time Auntie will hear of this, it will be over and done with, and she would only be able to congratulate us and warn Harry to treat me well, or else…" She wore a wide smile saying this, making Harry's heart flutter.
'Am I falling in love with her too?' he wondered.
Hermione waved her wand, transfiguring Susan's robes into an elegant wedding dress, making the redhead gasp in surprise. A bit more wand waving turned Harry's clothes into a black tuxedo, changed the other girls' robes into ball dresses, appropriate for the occasion, and then hung some decorations on the walls, making the room more appropriate for a wedding ceremony. "We'll have to find a way to turn our memories into a photo album," Hermione said, as they all took their proper positions.
Harry looked at Susan with fascination. She was simply ravishing in that dress that accentuated her feminine curves and let him see a bit of cleavage, and her slightly freckled face was definitely beautiful, with her dark red hair framing it in delicate curls – all courtesy of Hermione's wand-work. He felt he really wanted to share his life with her, yet he had no idea how to act or what to say.
Hermione, who sensed his problem, started talking, just like she'd seen in many films and television programs. "Do you, Harry James Potter, take Susan Bones as your wife, to love and cherish for as long as you both shall live?"
This seemed to be the right way to act. It put Harry in the right mood, as he replied, "Yes, I do. I, Harry Potter, hereby take thee, Susan Bones as my third wife, to love and honour for as long as we both shall live. Do you agree, my dear?"
Susan replied with no hesitation at all. "I, Susan Bones, Lady Hufflepuff, hereby agree to marry Harry Potter, Lord Potter, Gryffindor, Slytherin and Ravenclaw, to be his wife and love him dearly for as long as we both shall live. Kiss me now!"
Harry seemed dazed as he bent forward, capturing Susan's lips with his in a chaste kiss. Susan responded eagerly, turning it into a real snog. None of them noticed the bright flash that momentarily appeared, marking their wedding as magically accepted.
Although both seemed to enjoy the kiss, Susan broke it after a short while. "Now, my dear husband, it's time to consummate the marriage."
She grabbed Harry's hand and led him to the sofa, that had been pushed aside for the ceremony. She then started unbuttoning his shirt.
"Allow me," Hermione said, waving her wand at their clothes, making them both stark naked. Susan blushed. "It's the first time I let anybody see me naked since arriving at Hogwarts," she said softly, her eyes scanning Harry's body, noticing the stiff erection that suddenly formed. Harry was also delighted at the view. While not as slim as his other wives, Susan was well endowed, and very shapely. He liked her almost milk-white skin, with only a tuft of red hair marking her feminine entrance, and the two darker areas around her rosy nipples. She was really a sight to behold. He hoped to remember this moment just as he hoped to never forget the time he saw his other wives naked the first time.
Hermione was more practical. "Do you know the contraceptive spell?"
As Susan shook her head, Hermione cast the spell, making some bluish fog appear near Susan's abdomen. "You may proceed now," she told the naked couple.
Harry wasn't fully conscious of what he was doing. He hugged Susan, caressing her face and kissing her some more. Susan responded in a kind. She hugged him back and started caressing him much more purposefully. She tickled his manly nipples, making him more aware of hers, and then let her hand slide all the way down to his now very stiff erection.
Harry wasn't as fast. He gave some due attention to Susan's most prominent assets, caressing, licking, and sucking her breasts, before continuing at a much slower pace. By the time he reached her opening, it was already dripping wet.
Susan lost her patience. She lay down on the sofa and spread her legs, dragging Harry over her. Using her legs, she positioned him right and then hugged him with her legs, practically forcing him to penetrate. She grimaced when he passed her barrier, but kept pushing on until he was fully sheathed. She then hugged him tightly with her arms as well, locking him in place over her, kissing him deeply.
A moment later she released her hug. "You should move now," she told him.
Despite having some experience with Hermione and Padma, Susan was something else. She responded very strongly to everything he did and also moved her hands and her body to make them both enjoy it better. He was surprised to notice that she was almost at her peak long before he expected that to happen, yet several strokes later, when they both went over the top, it was fabulous, wonderful, magical, and still not the same as with either of his other wives. Although sated, he suddenly felt he wanted to feel them too.
That was easily accomplished. Both had stripped while the other two were too busy to notice, and were now glad to enlarge the sofa and join the celebration. Harry's erection revived as soon as he felt them at his side. Soon enough, all four teens were sated. They cuddled together and fell asleep.