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Mrs. J.K., we are almost halfway, I have to say that it will be a long run, but, three layers of Hell sounds so wrong. So I am curious who will stick with me to the end. Ah, disclaimer, for free.

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Breakfast in bed was fun until it was time to get ready to meet the parents.

24 In-laws, you can't live with them and sure can live without.

The mail from the Ministry and Gringotts was collected by Winky and delivered with our breakfast, the message was the same, congratulations on the bonding, Luna folded her letters back up and put them away as if they were heirlooms.

I sent a message Patronus to Tonks to tell her we were ready to move, together we went to the entrance hall to wait for the in-laws.

At 10.00 the parents arrived, Madam Bones came along with my account manager Sharpclaw and Ivanovich. After the introductions, we showed the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets. With §Property of Potter, stairs.§ I opened the passage, §light.§ illuminated the entrance while I did a small explanation of Myrtle and Tom Riddle, and that Dumbledore knew this was the entrance, showing him the alert charms I moved side.

Daphne said: "Astoria, that snake is still a gruesome sight. You can stay up here if you want."

Astoria shook her head: "No, I have to see for myself that the snake is dead. I will go down with you."

Sharpclaw was drooling at the sight of the shed skin: "If this skin is any indication of its size, then we will do good business, Mr. Potter."

I opened the main door and showed the Basilisk, I commented: "Fawkes destroyed the eyes, and some of the venom is drained, the rest is all here."

Madam Bones asked: "You killed this animal in defense of the school and to save a student, did you know that this deserves an Order of Merlin First Class, Mr. Potter? I showed this memory to the head of the Department of Mysteries, he said that the whole school is in your debt."

I shrugged: "If there is a money reward to it I will accept it, if not, then you may keep that Order for all I care."

Gregor Ivanovich was done negotiating with Mathias Greengrass and Daphne, he interrupted: "I signed the contract and will bring my tools and trunks tomorrow at the same time as today. I need a week to render a Basilisk this big. Is there a way to enter and leave this place without you opening the doors?"

"Dobby?" I called, when Dobby popped in, I asked: "Dobby, can you bring Mr. Ivanovich here and out without passing through Hogwarts?"

"Dobby can! Mr. Ivano needs to call Dobby and Dobby will bring Mr. Ivano here," said Dobby enthusiast.

I smiled at Dobby, "The contract is signed, he may call you. You can take him outside the gate, is that alright, sir? Good, Thank you, Dobby."

When they were gone I addressed the next item: "Well, this handled the Snake, now the Horcruxes, there are two left, my scar and the locket, for the locket in need Sirius to allow me inside his house. Next Friday Gringotts will get rid of the scar. Did I miss something?"

Madam Bones sighed: "Yes, the Potter Alliance, and the fact that we let you down when you needed us. We should have prevented Dumbledore from gaining Magical Guardianship over you."

Mathias commented: "You have to understand Harry that those were hectic months, we celebrated the first few days, mourned our deaths for a month, and needed months to rebuild the damage. Every household suffered losses, the parents of Susan Bones, for example, died three weeks before the killing curse killed yours."

I said to that: "That doesn't explain the three years and two months I spent here at Hogwarts. Nobody from the Alliance said something to me about the alliance. I was dressed in rags, was skinny, and had no clue whatsoever of this world. Even Neville Longbottom, who shares my dorm didn't say a word about it."

Hermione said: "Harry, remember what we suspected? Aversion Charms, spells to ignore you, and the potions that got flushed from your body, it was no wonder nobody said a thing."

Astoria commented innocently: "You can discuss your four-way bond, Harry, that should be fun."

That little bitch! She is lucky that she is a few years too young for a spanking, but it is on her tab for sure!

I nodded and said: "Last night we bonded with Luna Lovegood. We felt a connection and tried if there was a Soulbond. We are in a four-way bond now."

Candice, who was holding hands with Tracey and Astoria looked at me and asked: "How is this going to work? The reason there are so few marriages with more than one wife is for the conflicts it brings between the wives and between the children. It is rare that it ends well."

"Maybe not in this case, Deece," said Mathias, he clarified: "Our Daphne has to carry the Greengrass name, so does Luna for the Lovegoods if I remember it right, that leaves Hermione for House Potter, the children will not fight for the inheritance, and I suspect the Soulbond prevents catfights."

Hermione said: "We will make it work, Mathias. We have Luna with us, she has Mage sight and can see the connection between us, so we don't have to force finalizing our bonds. We are not ready for that yet."

Xxxxx

They left at lunchtime, when we sat down next to Fleur, Diana Whitley and several other seventh years came to us, Diana said: "Mr. Potter, we are in your debt, the wards you made for us worked perfectly, as a result, twelve boys are now in the Hospital wing, some of them with severe injuries. We can only imagine what they were planning to do to us."

Tracey, who stood with the girls commented: "No firstborn jokes, Harry, although I am considering it now. Malfoy and Nott are two nasty pricks that couldn't keep from harassing us. We can sleep now without worrying who wants to break into our rooms at night."

"I bet Professor Sinistra would have stopped it too." I pointed out, "The days of Snape's death eater training camp are over, and Dumbledore will find out that his ruling will end soon."

Another seventh-year girl commented: "But she can not remove the threat like you did, Mr. Potter. A lot of times we could not even retaliate against them for fear they go after our families."

Diana said: "We are a bit ashamed to ask, but can you make some wards for our common room? Now that they can't enter our bedrooms we fear they will drag girls to their rooms."

Fleur gasped: "What madhouse is this? Beaubatons is warded against such things! Assault and rape is impossible at Beaubatons! And it should be impossible here to!"

I commented: "To be a Hero, you need villains, to be a great Hero you need evil villains, to be a legendary Hero, you need super evil scum. And what is a better way than to train them from a young age? Dumbledore needs bad guys or he isn't needed anymore. That is why he kept Snape around."

Slander? Libel? Truth? Does it matter? Nah, Dumbledore is out for a few weeks and I have to capitalize on it, I need these weeks to destroy his reputation with every trick in the books. And so far I am doing a good job.

After lunch, Astoria and Tracey joined our group again, both got absorbed in our little family, especially after last night. Tonks was the perfect bodyguard she faded in the background we barely noticed she was around.

Therefore when we configured the RoR to a training room, we were surprised by her voice when she shouted: "Where the bloody hell did this room come from?"

Hermione explained: "This is Rowena's Secret Chamber, Miss Tonks. Are you familiar with the TV show Star Trek?"

Tonks nodded: "Yes, Dad is a Trekkkie, what about it?"

Hermione answered: "Well, this is a Magical Holodeck, instead of programming, we imagine the room into what we want. The person that imagines the room has control over the room, and can allow others to change it too."

Luna, Astoria, and Tracey were exploring the room, Daphne went straight to the book section, and Hermione was demonstrating the limits to Tonks. I changed clothes in the locker room and started in the fitness corner, soon followed by the others. Tonks went berserk on the dueling dummies after she found out about the difficulty settings.

"Mr. Potter, do you mind if I use this room in my free time?" asked Tonks, "I was worried that being here would be a demotion for me. Without the means to train myself, I would have to start Auror training again. In this room, I can even improve my body and skills."

She did even the puppy eyes, I shrugged: "Keep this room a secret, keep it even out from your reports if you can. Call Dobby or Winky If you get wounded. They will take you to the hospital wing. Most of all, call me Harry when we are in private. Do you agree?"

"Agreed, Harry, thank you. To be honest, our parents were friends, I used to babysit you before your parents got killed," confessed Tonks.

Luna smiled: "And now you are babysitting again, it is called that by the Aurors, isn't it, Miss Tonks?"

Tonks just nodded and returned to her dummies and her newfound hobby.

Xxxxx

That evening, Astoria and Tracey wanted another slumber party, we discovered their motive when Astoria asked: "Luna? How did you see that you could form a Soulbond with Harry?"

Luna shook her head: "No, I didn't see a link at all, now I can see them between us however. I see them as silver threads."

Astoria grinned: "So… if I kiss Harry then I have a chance to Soul bond with him? Harry? Can I try it?"

I shrugged: "You realize that you have to make love to your sister to finalize that bond, do you? That means shagging all of us, me, Luna, Hermione, and your sister. Are you ready to take that step?"

Astoria back paddled: "Hmm, no, I love Daphne, but can't imagine shagging her, sorry sis. Hey! Here is a thought! Tracey, give Harry a snog! Maybe it works for you."

Tracey shook her head, "I kissed Daphne, remember? There was no bonding."

Astoria poked the fire: "Maybe it has to start with Harry? Like with Luna, let's face it Tracey, you are crushing on Daphne and Hermione, I say give it a try."

Wtf? Do I have to snog the female population just to try it out? What's wrong with that girl?

I protested: "Aren't you a bit young to worry about all that? You are in the second year, you are way too bold for a twelve-year-old."

"I am thirteen, thank you very much!" protested Astoria, "My birthday is September second. Those narrow-minded professors refused me to start a year earlier. So… Tracey? Give Harry a snog?"

Hermione said: "It can't hurt to try, can it? There was no link with Daphne, but as Astoria said, maybe it has to start with Harry."

Tracey sighed, "I know that Astoria will keep nagging about it. Harry? Can we give it a try? At least then I have bragging rights that I kissed the Boy Who Lived."

I moved closer to Tracey and gave her a good snog, nothing happened, except Little dude sprung to attention. I pulled her nightgown up and made my hand move upwards, slowly stroking her boobs. Tracey moaned when I rubbed her nipples, Daphne came closer and let her fingers go over Tracey's panty, she spread her legs a bit to allow her better access. Daphne pulled Tracey's panty down and started to work on her pussy with her fingers.

I felt hands pulling my PJ down, and Hermione's mouth on Little Dude, Luna was doing something too, but at the moment I didn't care. Hermione did a bloody good job on Little Dude, and my brain cells were down along with all my blood. After a few minutes I groaned: "Hermione, I am going to cum in a few seconds!" Tracey's "me too!" followed.

When we came back to our senses, Astoria commented: "That was so hot! How did that taste, Hermione? And Daphne, how did Tracey taste?"

Daphne answered: "Try it yourself in a few years, Tory. Harry, we need to work on our bond with Luna. Tracey, I am sorry we didn't bond, but you are always welcome in our bed, you know I love you and am sure Harry, Luna, and Hermione will too."

Astoria pouted: "Hey! What about me? I am here too you know."

"Ask again next year," answered Luna, "Fourteen years is the age of consent in our world, Harry is declared of age now that he is the head of his House. Doing something with you will get him in Azkaban. So are Hermione, Daphne, and I."

The following hours we worked on our bonds with Luna, she was smiling when we finally fell asleep.

Xxxxx

Astoria and Tracey returned to their dorm with new wardstones for the common room, Tracey understood our need to work on our bonds and said to join in the fun only on weekends. Well, it is time I get off my ass and start preparing for that dragon. I skipped most of my classes to train in the RoR to the joy of Tonks.

Hogwarts is in a power vacuum, Snape is gone, Crouch Junior is gone, Dumbledore is out for a few weeks, the Slytherin boys are afraid to even touch a girl, the youngest Weasleys are afraid to be squibbed if they use their love potions, I have three girls in my bed every night, I actually enjoyed my time here.

Fleur became good friends with Tonks, they had common interests and common boy trouble, Tonks used her puppy eyes again to let Fleur use the RoR with her.

I sighed: "A vow to keep it a secret Fleur, and Tonks will show you where she is training."

Fleur was hooked, she improved her skills so much that I became afraid of losing the Tournament… Nah, I don't give a shit about that Tournament, and I loved to watch them train in those tight outfits. Hey! I am allowed to enjoy eye candy, and those two are looking smoking hot. My girls too, but you know the saying the grass is greener on the other side? Well, it's true. It is why I got a divorce in the first place.

Xxxxx

On Friday, the Goblins removed Tommy from my scar, it hurt like a bitch, and I screamed like a gir… man. The good news? My emancipation is official now, the week to object to my emancipation has passed.

So here stands Lord Potter! A proud member of the Wizarding world! No more the Boy Who Lived, no sir, it is the Lord Who Rules! The Master of Dead! Crap, I better not claim that can of worms. Merlin knows what that will bring, I have enough problems with ROB as it is. And this Fan Fiction doesn't have Lords. It sucks.

Sunday morning, the Quibbler reported on the events in the Chamber of Secrets including the pictures Luna took from us with the snake. Xeno-in-law showed his love for his little girl with the picture of Luna and the Basilisk twice as big as ours. Meh, parental love can not be debated.

Dad Greengrass-in-law leaked my Basilisk kill to the Daily Bullshit, he even showed the memory.

On Monday their headline screamed:

HOGWARTS IS A BREEDING GROUND FOR MONSTERS!

Dear readers! A concerned parent showed us the memories he obtained of our very own Boy Who Lived! We all heard some rumors of the Heir of Slytherin on the loose last year in springtime and discarded them as nonsense. Those memories proved the opposite, the first memory showed our Boy Who Lived and a friend investigating what was causing students to be petrified, some idiot told them to follow the spiders, who were fleeing the castle.

Dear readers! What followed was a horror tale! They actually entered an enormous Acromantula lair! The patriarch even developed intelligence and spoke! They only got that after twenty-five years of their life. The patriarch, called Aragog told them about an enemy lurking below the castle but didn't name it. Here was where it went wrong, both boys wanted to leave, but Aragog told them that he could not deny his children fresh food that walked into their nest. What followed was a nightmare to watch! Both boys ran for their lives, casting spells left and right in an effort to escape, hunted by Acromantula as big as horses!

They were saved by a horseless carriage, the same one that was spotted flying over the country, and escaped mostly unharmed.

Dear readers! That Acromantula colony is located not two miles from the castle in the Forbidden Forest! Why is it there in the first place? Dumbledore must have known about it because Aragog knew the gamekeeper. This memory will cause me to have nightmares, Merlin knows what those boys will dream about.

Dear readers, if you think an Acromantula colony is bad, wait until you read what was lurking in the bowels of Hogwarts! When our national Hero found out that the sister of his friend was taken into the Chamber of Secrets, yes it exists, our Hero went after her with his friend and the Dada professor Gilderoy Lockhart.

We found out what happened to that famous author, why he lost his mind. It turns out that Lockhart didn't do all those battles he claimed in his best-selling books, no, he interviewed the Wizards and witches who did and obliviated them, then he wrote the story as if he was the hero.

Too bad for him that he tried to obliviate our Hero with a malfunctioning wand and it backfired.

That spell caused a cave-in and our Hero had to face the monster alone. Then, dear readers, we witnessed a second nightmare, one of the worst kind! We learned one of the darkest secrets of the Dark Lord You Know Who!

Our Hero entered the Chamber of Secrets and saw the girl unconscious on the floor, with a transparent figure standing aside, slowly getting more solid. What followed was a bone-chilling conversation. The girl was possessed by a cursed diary she was tricked to write in, she literary pored her soul in that diary and got possessed by the spirit that lurked in that book.

That spirit, dear readers was from You Know Who! When he attended Hogwarts, he cursed that Diary, a compulsion charm to write in it sealed that poor girl's fate! In the conversation between that spirit and our Hero, we found out the real name of You Know Who! It is an anagram of his real name I AM Vol….T translates to TOM MARVOLO RIDDLE!

The parent that provided the memory commented that the man was the grandchild of the last Head of House Gaunt. Marvolo Gaunt's daughter was the squib Merope who with the help of a love potion eloped with a muggle man named Tom Riddle. That made us speechless! The fighter for Pureblood rights, the man that slaughtered muggles and Muggleborns by the hundreds was a muggle born himself!

The parent explained: "Children born by love potioning are known for having emotional problems. It is well documented that most of those children turn into criminals and cold-blooded killers."

Tom Riddle proved to be a cold-blooded killer when he called the monster out. If you look at the pictures you see that the monster was an enormous Basilisk! And Tom was controlling it by hissing at it in Parseltongue. The fight that followed was horrifying! Our Hero was chased by an eighty-foot-long Basilisk!

What puzzled us was that Dumbledore's Phoenix appeared with the sorting hat in its claws. The phoenix dropped the hat on our Hero and picked the eyes out of the Basilisk. The next puzzling event was that our Hero Harry Potter drew the sword of Gryffindor out of the hat!

Blinded by the Phoenix, our Hero took a stand and stabbed the Basilisk in his brain through the mouth. Through that action, our Hero Harry Potter got pierced by a Basilisk fang in his arm, luckily the Phoenix saved our Hero by shedding tears in the wound. With a last Heroic act, Harry stabbed the cursed diary with the broken Basilisk fang and broke the spell on it.

Dear readers, never in my life was I so scared as in those memories. Knowing that our Boy who Lived wasn't even thirteen years old made it worse. This raised several questions, Why is there a colony of man-eating Acromantula in the forest? Not two miles from school? Is the headmaster insane?

Then the Chamber of Secrets, if two boys can find it, why couldn't the teaching staff? Worse! Why in Merlin's name did Dumbledore send his Phoenix but did not come along? He is traveling all over the world with that bird, but he sent the sorting hat? Why? Is Dumbledore a coward?

The concerned parent reported that students were petrified by the Basilisk, some of them were in the hospital wing for more than six months! Because Dumbledore refused to buy Mandrakes for the revival potion and preferred to wait for Hogwarts Mandrakes to mature.

Dear readers, something isn't right in Hogwarts. This is not the way a school is supposed to be, our children are in mortal danger just by being there. We can only imagine the emotional damage it caused to our Hero. The question is, who is going to fix this mess?

Your reporter,

Mouth B. Labber

Rubeus Hagrid, destroyer of wildlife? Evil? Stupid? More on page 8

The appetite of Acromantula and what they are feeding on, more on page 9

Who authorized the colony? Suspects named on page 9

Acromantula silk in today's fashion, more on pages 6-7- and 8

Killing a 1000-year-old Basilisk single-handed, deserves it an Order of Merlin First class? More on page 2

Dumbledore, senile, fool, or hidden Dark Lord? More on page 3

Does Dumbledore use school funding to buy new robes? His crimes against good taste are explained on page 3

Board of Governors are there for the students or to fill their pockets? More on page 3

How competent does a Hogwarts teacher need to be? More on page 3

Are Lockhart's beauty care products in danger? More on pages 4 and 5

Xxxxx

Fleur looked swooning at me, smiled at me, and said: "Oh! My Hero! If you weren't already swamped with girls I would throw myself to you. But seriously? I would go to Beaubatons next year, I will start tutoring from now on."

Luna said: "You are always welcome in our bed, Fleur, I bet you can teach us a lot."

Fleur smiled at Luna: "I might do that someday, it is an honor to be invited into a soul-bonded relationship."

Most Ravenclaws and a part of Hufflepuffs choked on their food. More so as Tracey heard Fleur and told her when she sat next to her: "You must do that, Fleur, it is entertaining too, we did a truth or dare last time, it was loads of fun."

The doors of the great hall slammed open and three Aurors walked in, I looked at Tonks and asked: "Is slamming the doors open an Aurors thing? A special move? A statement?"

Tonks shrugged: "It is a tradition, see it as a rite of passage, by slamming the doors of the Great Hall they announce that they passed being students and are now part of the ruling class."

Fleur asked: "Really?"

Tonks grinned: "No, we do that for the heck of it, but we explain it that way."

We got new Dada professors, Professor Hammer, and cadets Wood and Nail, why Madam Bones thought that sending those three was a good idea I don't know but they opened themselves up to a lot of name jokes, Hammering a Nail into Wood is one of the lame ones. They are good teachers though.

Xxxxx

The weighing of the wand was hilarious, instead of Skeeter, we got crowded by international press, they were all curious about the Acromantula and the Basilisk. I was happy to get my Pensive out and gave them a front-row seat. The session with Sirius in the shack was popular too, and to fuck Malfoy over, freeing Dobby, so they know where the diary came from.

Nobody was interested in what Olivander had to say about wands. The naffer left halfway with a huff. I asked Cedric: "So, Cedric, you polish your wand regularly? I thought you dated Cho? I mean if she needs to stay pure there are other things you can do."

Cedric groaned: "Merlin's saggy balls! I said that in front of a bunch of international reporters? The puffs are going to tease me about it for years!"

Krum nodded: "Da, I made the same mistake with my broomstick. Father is still laughing about it sometimes."

Fleur commented: "With me is it when they ask if I use my wand a lot. As if I would use a small stick for it, we have life-sized dildos in our conclave for that purpose."

I shrugged: "I have three bond mates."

That got all three staring daggers at me, Fleur said: "It is impolite to brag when we are complaining about it, Harry. You have to complain too, or look at us with compassion."

The days after the weighing of the wands, the papers from all around the world made firewood of Hogwarts and Dumbledore's reputation. The poor bloke could not defend himself, he still had a week to go in St. Mungo's, Kitty was taking the heat in his stead. We used ear mufflers at breakfast to endure the howlers, twenty-six students relocated to other schools, and the Board of Governors was chewing her out.

Do I pity her? Nah, she had it coming, the bitch dumped me at the Dursleys and didn't look back for a second.

Xxxxx

On an evening, I took Fleur for a stroll through the Forbidden Forest, she said: "Harry, I hope you are not going to introduce me to Aragog."

I gave her a one-arm hug and answered: "Nope, I want you to meet four Mothers, they are a bit angry now, I would be angry too, relocating expecting mothers makes them cranky."

We must have passed a sound barrier because the roars are deafening. Shit! Those things are HUGE!