Disclaimer:

Mrs. J.K., It is hard to be original, Harry has jumped through all the hoops already, multiple times even Like the Reptilia28 challenge… Meh, he got to shag a girl in those stories, so he can't complain, we write these for free after all.

Previous:

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!

25 The Task

Fleur swore: "Mon Dieu Pan! Those bastards told us those tasks won't be as dangerous anymore, did they lose their minds?"

I answered: "You have to have a mind to be able to lose it, Fleur. 1000 Galleons and Eternal Glory that only last for a year or two. But… they will like it when we die or get maimed, that increases the drama factor you know."

I heard Tonks swear behind me, "Morgana's saggy tits! I am going to have a talk with Charley bloody Weasley."

Four massive dragons were in big cages and they were letting it know they were not happy at all. The Horntail was almost double in size than the other three and twice as mean. Somehow I know I end up with that monster, I think there must be a spell for that to happen.

Fleur held my arm in a death grip, "What do we have to do with those Dragons, Harry? They have eggs! They are ten times as dangerous if they have to protect their clutch!"

I shrugged: "I guess they will probably put something with the eggs that we have to steal?" I added, "I am going to search for spells that I can do from a distance, with my bad luck I will end up with that big nasty one."

Why I am here with Fleur? Hagrid didn't get his date with Madame Maxime after he got chewed out by Madam Bones for Aragog and his screwts. The only reason he still got his job was the Tournament, and they didn't find a replacement. I bet McGonagall didn't search for them that hard. Anyway, I thought to score some points with the Veela, she would have found out about it anyway, now she owes me a favor.

On the way back, we spotted Karakof, I said: "I'll tell Cedric about them tomorrow, then we are on equal ground."

Fleur hung on my arm and said: "Yes we better warn Cedric, I am still trying to calm down after seeing those beasts. Can I come over to your quarters for a bit? I don't want to be alone in my room, and my classmates are jealous bitches, I bet they hope I will get burned or eaten."

"Winky? Ah, can you pop us into my quarters please?" Elf transport is the best, Winky dropped us in the middle of our common room. I bet Tonks is cursing us for leaving her behind, meh, she can ask Winky to.

Xxxxx

"Dobby, four butter beers and something stronger for Fleur, please. We confirmed it," I said, "There are four nesting dragons in the forest, a Swedish Shortsnout, a Green Welsh, a Chinese Fireball, and a Hungarian Horntail. That last one is a bitch."

Hermione and Daphne accepted the news, while Luna was shocked, she shouted: "They want to kill Harry? How can Harry fight these? I will…"

I hugged her to calm her down: "Easy, Honey, we have a whole week to plan for it. In fact, I already have some ideas to get passed them."

Fleur got curious: "Already? I was thinking of using my Veela abilities, what are you planning to use?"

Hermione commented: "Probably out flying that dragon."

I shook my head and said: "No, that would be something a death eater would want me to do, my guess is that we have to steal something from the nest. I can for example put a sticking charm on a pebble, connect it to the object and Accio it to me, or do a leviosa, which are two first-year spells, that will get their knickers in a twist."

Fleur swore: "That will actually work, Harry! That object will be protected against summoning, sticking something to it and summoning that… genius!"

Not exactly genius, I stole it from Fan Fiction, there was so much to choose from, feeding it potions, freezing it, drowning, lightning you name it and that poor dragon got it. I intend to honor Sinyk and do it his way.

Fleur continued: "I plan to show my Veela powers and sing it to sleep, that will impress the judges, dragons are resistant to Magic."

I commented: "There is one big flaw in that plan, Fleur, that is the people watching you do that. No doubt Bagman will comment, do you think he will keep his mouth shut? Or that the public will keep quiet? What will happen when the dragon wakes up from the noise and you are in her range?"

Daphne nodded: "That is a possibility, Fleur. To solve that you can erect a one-way sound barrier first. The kind parents use in their bedroom, so their children won't wake up when they… you know."

Hermione added: "To be safe, make your clothing fireproof." hey! I kind of enjoyed that view!… ok the memory this Harry has from that.

Luna smiled: "Make sure the one way is to the right side, Daddy made that mistake, I learned a lot of words that month before they noticed that mistake."

Fleur asked: "How did they find out Luna?"

Luna shrugged: "When I swore 'Bugger me'. Daddy slept on the couch for a week. Mum was infected with blubbering Humdingers for days."

We didn't notice that Dobby kept our drinks full until Fleur started talking with a slur. She was quite tipsy already and became touchy-feely with Hermione and Daphne, who were sitting next to her.

I stopped her: "Fleur? It is after curfew, do you want Winky to put you in your room?"

Fleur shook her head: "No, Harry, our carriage is warded against other elves, can I sleep here? They will notice that I had alcohol and nag or mock me about it."

Hermione answered: "You can sleep here whenever you want, Fleur. You are our friend."

Xxxxx

Well, a drunk Fleur is a horny Fleur. She appeared butt naked at our bed and slipped under the covers, she snuggled up against Hermione and started to wriggle her hands under her nightgown to explore the goods. Luna stopped me from interrupting by putting her hand on my mouth.

She said: "Let Fleur blow off some steam, Harry, she is lonely, Veela are not well looked on by Witches because of the allure, and Hermione needs to relax more, she is too uptight. We will join in after they are done the first time."

Once they got down from their first top, we spoiled Fleur with a four on one, my Parseltongue was driving Fleur mad, her orgasm lasted for minutes while my tongue worked on her pussy. I didn't shag her though, I promised that the girls to have our first time together. I did avoid kissing Fleur, you never know what comes from that. Our Soul bond relationship evolved from kissing and wandering hands to hand and blow jobs, Fleur was a happy addition, so was Tracey on the weekends.

No comments! The girls let them join, and as long as our bonds progress positively, it is not harmful to our relationship, we have Luna to keep us progressing. I am glad Tonks doesn't bother us in our quarters, she spends more time in the RoR than she is following me. The worst treats are being dealt with anyway. Joining us in bed is a no-go either, she is on duty 24/7. Too bad, she has a nice ass.

The next morning we ate breakfast in our quarters, I asked: "What do we do with Dumbledore? He will be fully recovered or almost recovered by now. Do we let him return or do I have to get rid of him?"

Daphne asked puzzled: "How are you getting rid of Dumbledore? He has a lot of power, political and Magical."

I smiled: "Remember Grindelwald? The one Dumbledore vanquished? Well, he is very much alive, Dumbledore stashed him in Nurmengard and locked him up there, hidden in a cell and cared for by some elves. Harboring a Dark Lord is a capital crime, harboring him for fifty years will get him killed."

It was in Sinyk's Fan Fic, I only have to tattle on him and the ICW will be all over his case…

"Fleur? Is your Father someone important in France?"

"Yes, Papa is head of the Aurors in our Ministry…" Fleur gasped, "You want Papa to expose Dumbledore? Are you certain your information is true, Harry?" asked Fleur.

"I am, Dumbledore and Grindelwald were lovers once," I said, "Dumbledore didn't want to kill his former lover and locked him up. By doing that he broke an international law. Let your Father take the credit, it will give our Ministry a black eye. You better let Dobby or Winky send that letter away. Our owls are being tampered with, oh! And warn them about his Phoenix."

At lunch, I placed myself next to Cedric and said: "Ced, take Cho for a romantic walk into the Forbidden Forest. I recommend you take the path that starts at greenhouse six, there is a clearing a mile in that has some interesting Creatures, I bet that you will meet one of them on your first task."

Cedric asked: "Will it be romantic or scary, Harry,?"

I shrugged: "Either way is fine to get lucky, Cedric. Muggles take their girlfriends to Horror movies all the time just for that… Movies are like a big painting that shows a story for one to two hours."

What else can I wreck… Miley… her other song was nice too, I wonder how she managed to keep her tits out of the picture… Ah, those are the mysteries of life. The things she did with that rubber band… A mystery indeed.

The next morning we saw a smiling Cho sitting next to Cedric, who was between freaking out about a dragon and having the afterglow from a four-hour shag.

Xxxxx

The Daily Butt Wiper headlined:

Dumbledore was arrested by the ICW for harboring a Dark Lord!

Dear Readers, our reporter was in St. Mungo's for a visit and witnessed Aurors of the ICW arresting Dumbledore. Dumbledore just recovered from the backlash he got from invading our Boy Who Lived mind. When everyone protested, they showed the arrest warrant that claimed Dumbledore broke several international laws and was taken for questioning and trial.

When a brave man stood in front of them and demanded to know the reason for the arrest, the Auror responded: "By harboring a Dark Lord for fifty years."

That stunned us, Dear Readers, fifty years ago there was only one Dark Lord, Gellert Grindelwald! He is supposed to be dead! Dumbledore killed him!

So why is Dumbledore arrested for harboring a Dark Lord? It doesn't make sense!

We will surely investigate this deeply, we were barely in time to include this report in today's Newspaper. We will know more tomorrow!

Your fateful Reporter

Labber Mouth B.

More on Dumbledore in tomorrow's edition.

Xxxxx

Another article on the second page announced Sirius' trial on the last Wizengamot of the year. Sirius turned himself in to Madam Bones, who after interrogating him put him on house arrest at Bones Manor. Good for Padfoot!

Hmm, I might as well get rid of the last one.

Later that day, Madam Bones got a letter from me.

Dear Madam Bones,

Might I suggest you take your dog for a walk in London to Grimmauld Place 12 and let that dog command the elf to tell Master Reggie's tale about a locket.

That will help in the fight against that maniac. The only downside from that is that the Mark will disappear once that last one is dealt with.

A suggestion is to let real imperio'd victims swear an oath that they never did those crimes out of their free will in the Wizengamot, and demand that the Wizengamot members who claimed that do the same oath. Refusing that oath can give you the right to arrest them.

While you are walking that dog in London, pay a visit to Gringotts, I bet the Black accounts can use a Sirius audit.

Best regards,

The Boy Who Hopes To Be Alive After November 24

That will be enough on my part, if they don't manage to clean their mess with this, then I might as well move to Beaubatons.

Xxxxx

The day has arrived, the girls are nervous wrecks, I am a nervous wreck, you would be too if you saw the size of that dragon. Did I mention Dragon? Because that dragon from the Potter movie didn't come even close to how scary a real one is. Sitting on a wooden broom in front of a fire-spitting DRAGON is insane! How I survived that is still a mystery to me.

I can say I look dashing in my outfit, made from Basilisk skin, with extra pockets, those are important you know, you never have enough pockets when you go to war. Okay, pockets with an extension Charm are overkill, I could put Hogwarts Library in them and still have room to spare. Hermione can be scary when she is on a mission.

I hinted to Cedric that a single Labrador is not enough diversion and better opt for a pack of wolves. For Krum, I discussed the effects of blinding charms with Fleur when he could hear us. Does he listen? Do I care?

We gathered in the tent to get our dragons sorted, and behold! I got the bloody Horntail. Those naffers from upstairs rigged the selection, no doubt to entertain ROB. With Madam Bones on the stands, Rita didn't show, not even as a beetle.

The rest was pretty much as in Canon, only Cedric didn't get burned, he used a pack of wolves and got a lot of points for it. Fleur didn't show her ass to the public, she put the public to sleep along with her Dragon, nobody saw how she got the egg, who knew that a sonorous to her voice could do that. The Fireball still stamped on her eggs, Krum didn't listen or didn't want to listen to us. Fuck him.

My turn came up, I entered the arena and faced my Dragon. I say it again: HUGE! Well, I might as well get started, I conjured a roll of fabric, fireproofed and coated it with a thick liquid, then I enlarged the fabric and winded it around the Horntail's head, then I canceled the enlargement to shrink it tight. Chains around her legs kept her in place. Just like Sinyk wrote in his Fan Fiction, all I had to do was wait…

Crap! Those Dragons are like Crocs! They can hold their breath for an hour! OK… a cable around her neck and cut the bloodstream to the brain… Fine! I'll remove the fucking head! Oops, not the best solution, the whole arena got sprayed with blood. Quickly I bound her neck to keep the blood from spilling.

The crowd was silent and in shock, it was a spectacle, to say the least, I stood before a HUGE dead Dragon, covered in blood. I raised my voice: "I hereby claim the Carcass of this Dragon by the international laws of the ICW. So Mote It Be!"

That woke them up, McGonagall, who replaced Dumbledore as the Judge chided me: "Mr. Potter, killing that Dragon, was that necessary? You were told to get the egg not to kill the Dragon!"

I Sonorused my voice: "All I was told was to get the egg, McGonagall, not how to get it or that I had to keep her alive. Well, I got the egg right here, and since I killed that Dragon out of the preserve and in the proximity of children, I can and have claimed the carcass as my bounty. I never wanted to be in this Tournament, and I will do everything to survive it, killing Dragons included. Might I remind you that awarding or deducting points unfairly can be challenged at the Goblet? Mr. Ivanovich? She is all yours."

Gregor Ivanovich came from the tribune and commented: "Too bad you spilled so much blood, Mr. Potter, I can collect it, but with a reduced quality. It will take a few days, but I came prepared."

When I left the arena I passed Charley Weasley, I stopped and said to him: "You knew that I had to face them, your family knew you were coming to Hogwarts, and nobody warned me. No, Charley Weasley, showing those dragons four days before the task is not a warning at all, it is showing me how I will die. Fuck You, Charley."

No matter what you say, they could have told me the day after my name came out that Goblet, they knew Charley would be at Hogwarts and that it would be exciting. Maybe Charley was banned from warning me, the rest of the adult Weasleys were not. Three weeks more to prepare for the task is the difference between life and death. The naffer had the decency to blush.

In the tent I had to ward Pomfrey off: "I don't have an injury, nurse Pomfrey, if you wanted to provide medical care then you should have called a healer from St. Mungo's."

That shut her up, I know, in a lot of Fan Fiction she is a qualified Healer, but not in this one though. Here she is a skilled nurse who dances to Dumbledore's tunes.

My girls came rushing in, Luna didn't care for the blood on my body and hugged me close: "That was very scary, Harry, and messy."

Hermione asked: "Why did you cut her head off, Harry? You told me you were going to suffocate her. What changed?"

I shrugged: "I forgot they are reptilians, Crocodiles can hold their breath for an hour, some species even close to two hours, I could not hold those chains that long so I had to do some drastic measures."

Tonks commented: "By doing so you scared everyone out of their pants, Dragon Slayer, or do you prefer Basilisk Slayer?"

"Tonks, they all wear robes, only the muggle-borns wear pants underneath." I commented, and grinned when I continued, "Either Dragon Slayer or Basilisk Slayer is fine by me as long as they leave me alone."

The aftermath was divided, half called me Dragon Slayer, the other half called me the Cruel Butcher. My comment? "Try doing it for yourself before you criticize me. I am fourteen years old, and this was the only way for me to survive this. If you want to blame someone, blame the idiots that revived this Tournament, or the ones that designed the tasks."

Cedric was in the lead with 36 points, Fleur second with 35, Krum lost points with the crushed eggs and came on 32 points, I got 28 points. I could call on the Goblet, but I don't care about winning at all.

Xxxxx

The Dance! I could not escape it, girls like this stuff, and I have to perform. The shopping trip to Harrods for the dresses was a nightmare until they came to the lingerie department. Say what you want, if you wrap a present in beautiful paper with a nice bow around has more value than when you wrap it in an old newspaper. So is it with Lingerie, Victoria's Secret's success confirms my statement. Showing it to me was the icing on the cake. It made me survive the shopping trip.

Dancing however… even with the guidance of my girls, Tracey, Fleur, Tonks, even with Astoria included was a disaster. Their Cushion Charms are perfect now, On the evening before the dance they said I am passable.

Flitwick, the new Deputy Headmaster protested when I arrived with three dates, I shut him up with: "They are equally important to me, Professor, are you forcing me to pick a favorite? Are you trying to sow discord in my house? I didn't think so too. And for your information, none of my girls will go down in that lake, I will kill anyone that will try to do so."

Flitwick frowned: "I don't like to be threatened, Mr. Potter."

I shrugged: "I am not threatening you, Professor, I am threatening the ones that will try to abduct one of my wives. Putting humans in a lake in the middle of winter is criminal."

When we sat on the Champions table, Fleur asked: "What was that all about, Harry? Is it the second task?"

I nodded and answered: "Yes, if you open that egg underwater, you will hear a rhyme that you have an hour to get what you will dearly miss. Only the What is the Who you will miss. Imagine that they will put your favorite dress in the lake, will you be worried? Now imagine they put your sister down there, you will do everything possible to get her out aren't you?"

Is this cheating? Nah, we have to do our best to complete the tasks, telling them what the tasks are to the other Champions is not prohibited. Fleur will make sure her sister will be nowhere near that lake that day.

Fleur swore: "Papa would never allow for Gabrielle to be used that way, she is only nine years old, and Veela are Fire Magicals, being in the water is our weakness."

Cedric asked: "You solved the Egg already, Harry? Are you sure a hostage will be taken?"

"They select your date of this ball or a close relative if this date is a one-time deal." I answered, "So expect to find Cho in the mermaid village, tied to a pole."

Krum's date, a pretty girl from Beaubatons paled, the thrill of being his date disappeared, what was left was fear, I bet her granny will get sick a few days before the task.

We had a good time at the dance, the Cushion Charms were doing overtime, but we had fun. Tracey got a few turns with me too, so was Fleur. Astoria was too young to attend and went home pouting.

Fleur whispered: "You will be rewarded, Harry, Gabrielle means the world to me, once you complete your bond, I will ask your wives for permission to give that reward."

Crap, now I have to dance the rest of the ball with a boner.

Xxxxx

We visited the in-laws the day after, starting with the Grangers. It was a bit awkward at the beginning, but once Antony Granger got his 'don't hurt my little girl or else' out of his system we had a good time.

Daphne and Luna stepped into a whole new world, they didn't pay attention to the technology at Harrods, being focused on clothes put blinders on women. Yes, don't deny it, ladies, it is evolutionary, females from the homo sapience race use clothes to make themselves more desirable to the opposite sex. As I said, a nice wrapping puts more value to what is in it. It is the same for the guys, they have to show off what they have, like a car, or a big house… good looks, a nice voice, strong, smart… I wonder how I ever got a wife, I had none of the above.

Where was I? Ah, explaining a TV to Daphne and Luna was fun, showing that a radio can receive hundreds of stations instead of one was a blow to the Magical world, the telephone puzzled them knowing you can talk with everyone around the globe without going on your knees and your head in the fireplace. When Dad Granger demonstrated the Home computer and its abilities, Luna wanted to move in.

I comforted her: "We will get all of those at our home, Luna. When we are at that, the computers will be stronger and faster, the telephones will be so small they will fit in our pocket, and you can video call with anyone in the world."

Next year Windows 95 will launch and dominate the market for a few decades. I already invested my money, and tipped Dad Granger on it, this way I will be the perfect son-in-law. Now I am the dude that dragged his little girl into a hippy community. We slept in one bed after we enlarged it, but didn't do anything fancy after I witnessed Dad Granger cleaning his hunting rifle.

Xxxxx

Greengrass Manor was big, Dad Mathias and Mum Candice welcomed us at the door, after the hugs, Dad said: "Come in, we have lunch ready, we need to settle some business."

Astoria hugged me and said: "I have a stack of books that needs your signature, Harry. You will have to sign them all before you walk out that door or prepare to get hurt."

"Well hello to you too, Tory, how was our ball you ask? We had a lot of fun, we wished you were there." I said.

Astoria pouted: "Hello Harry, how was your Ball? Did you have fun? Now sign my books!"

I whispered in her ear: "Careful, little sis, or I will spank you."

She gasped: "You wouldn't dare! And besides, I am your only sister-in-law, you have to spoil me! It is in the rule books!"

No, it isn't! That is how I got my divorce! Not that it will happen here, she joined us several times in our bed to play games… the innocent ones, I am not ready for Azkaban. Fleur and Tracey were regular visitors too, board games, card games, explaining the normal world to the purebloods, explaining the Wizarding world to me and Hermione, we had fun.

The girls had a slumber party at the Greengrasses, with Tracey and Astoria, Millicent and Pansy came too, even some classmates of Astoria. Most of our year remained in Hogwarts after the Ball. While I was reading a book in my bed, the girls were having fun in Daphne's room.

That was until they started a truth or dare. It started with Millicent, she knocked on my door and came in when I called to come in, she blushed and said: "Mr. Potter, they told me to kiss you on a dare."

"A kiss?" I asked, "What kind of kiss?"

She sighed with a blush: "On the lips with tongue they said."

"Who are 'They'?" I asked

"Tracey did, and Hermione, Daphne, and Luna said it was ok." she softly said.

I stood up and approached her: "I understand, you can kiss me if you want, and understand if you don't do it. Either way, it is your decision."

She grabbed me and snogged my tonsils out for more than a minute. Surprised at first, I held her close and let my hands wander a bit.

She released me and softly said: "Thank you for those wards in our dorm, those boys started to sexually harass us from our third year on. We couldn't sleep without worrying who was trying to break into our room."

"It was a nice kiss, Miss Bulstrode, you know, after a kiss like that you can call me Harry."

"Milli for you, Harry. I enjoyed that kiss. I better go back before they think we did more than kissing." she joked.

Ten minutes later, Astoria came in. I asked: "Will it put me in Azkaban, Tory?"

She shrugged: "I doubt it, the wards will alert Daddy if you do something I don't want."

I grumbled: "I am worried about the things you Do want, Tory. What is your dare?"

She climbed on the bed and straddled me: "A snog, and before you ask, Daphne said it was ok for once."

I gave her a quick snog and slapped her rear: "Now, get back before your dad gets here and curses me into next year." giggling she left.

Hermione came in after, I asked: "A snog?" She shook her head: "Nope, a blow job."

I grinned: "Now we are at the good stuff, go ahead love."

That is so much better, Hermione went back with the proof in her mouth, I enjoyed that dare very much more than the snogs.

A bit later Pansy came in and looked at my crotch, I asked: "You are not here for a blow job, are you?"

She nodded: "Daphne dared me, I have to do a hand job or a blow job, either way, I have to show the proof."

"So Daphne dared you? What do You want, Miss Parkinson?" I have to ask Daphne why she dared Pansy to do that.

"I asked Daphne for it," answered Pansy, "The upper years told us to thank you for those wards, I want to thank you for that. Giving a blow job is the least I can do, I was forced to do them many times, now I am happy to give you one."

And there is my answer, Death Eater Boot Camp, how to be a scumbag in seven easy steps. Pansy left my room with a handful of evidence.

Five minutes later Daphne came in and laid next to me, she explained: "Milli and Pansy asked me for it. They wanted to thank you for those wards, you can not imagine what those wards mean for us girls. If you are not from a powerful House, you will be treated as a whore, many girls quit school after their OWLs for that. Slytherins are not used to getting something for free, this way they feel you got something in return." She kissed me and added: "So no, we won't pass you around to other girls. This was a one-time deal in the name of Slytherin House. Fleur and Tracey are the only exceptions. Are you mad at me?"

I hugged her: "No, I understand now. You can go back, but keep Astoria's classmates away from me."

Xxxxx

The Rookery was something special, Xeno Dad was on a field trip, so we got the place to ourselves, Luna's room was nice, although some of her wall paintings were a bit troubling, Hermione and me on the back of a dragon with a blurry third person, a small cottage at the sea, me and Hermione in front of that tent, Hogwarts with giants, werewolves, and spiders in front of it. Those paintings shocked us.

Hermione hugged Luna and softly said: "That happened once, Luna, it will never happen again. Our future changed."

Luna sighed: "That is good, I wasn't looking forward to that future."

Later that evening we discussed the Slytherins and their mentality.

"I blame Dumbledore for it," I said, "He allowed them too much and didn't punish their crimes, Snape was raised with that mentality and added to it."

Daphne commented: "The girls talked to Sinistra about it, she promised us to change that policy, McGonagall is obstructing it by following Dumbledore's example."

Luna said: "Tomorrow is the Wizengamot, you can start the change there."

Xxxxx

All dressed up, Mathias Greengrass guided me into the Wizengamot. It is time to kick some ass.