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When we got to the dinner table, Tonks grabbed me, and placed my face between her boobs in a bear hug: "My sugar daddy! You are going to be so popular, it is scary. Even the Goblins want a piece of you!"

6 I am RICH!

I am in heaven, and if Tonks doesn't ease her grip, I'll stay in Heaven. As much fun as feeling boobs on your face is, breathing air is a tat more important, although death by boobs is a popular way to go, only death by fucking, and Truck-San are topping it.

Well, for as long as I can hold my breath, I will savor it. While Tonks was babbling about Goblins, my arms went around her back, and my hands explored the backside of the female species, once that was done, they went down and had their first encounter to the softness of the female butt. I must confirm that Nymphadora is a prime example of the female part of the Human race.

When I was running out of air, I groped her butt a bit firmer. Tonks froze up and realized what she was doing, and what that little bastard, me, IS doing. More, she looked around and noticed she was in the Great Hall getting her ass groped by a firstie, most males had a glazed dreamy expression on their face, some females a jealous one.

Embarrassed, she let go and hissed: "Lose the grip or lose the hands, little shit. We will talk later about your punishment."

Gasping for air, I answered: "Bring it on, Nim, I can die a happy bloke. I just crossed off two lines from my bucket list."

A frosty voice behind me asked: "Oh? What else is on that Bucket list, Potter?"

I slowly turned around and looked at four girls with a face that promises pain at the wrong answer. If I mention A Harem, that would end with a kick at my bucket.

"Not much more, Daphne," I said, "I already crossed off on having good friends and four wonderful girlfriends."

Tonks chuckled: "Out of the cauldron, into the fire, very smooth, squirt, it was nice knowing you."

Lisa glared at me: "We will discuss this after dinner, Harry, you made some serious social errors just now."

I got worried when I saw Zack and Neville shake their head. I rewind in my head what was said and done and came out blank. It must be a girly custom that I broke. Dinner was done in an icy atmosphere, meh, if you are used to having dinner with the Dursley's this still feels cozy to me.

Xxxxx

After dinner, Lisa, Hermione, Daphne, Tracey, and Tonks dragged me upstairs to the seventh floor, can you believe those shitty Badgers didn't follow? Zack and Neville even waved me goodbye when they watched me getting dragged away.

On the seventh floor, I grinned when they were searching for that room, I paced three times before the wall and the door appeared. Hah! I'll keep the room my secret if I lose a limb or two today.

Tonks was amazed: "I never found this room, and I thought I explored the whole castle by now."

"I want to know how and why the door suddenly appeared." said Hermione, "It must have been triggered by something, Harry, did you use your Parselmouth?"

"Nope," I answered, "But can you finally tell me what you girls are mad about?"

"For one," said Tonks, "You were shamelessly groping my bum in public. That is simply not done."

"Hey! What about your hug?" I protested, "That was shameless too! I could not breathe at all."

"That was an adult hugging her little cousin, you brat! There was nothing shameless about it." she fumed.

"Then why was that adult calling her little cousin Sugar Daddy? What does a Sugar Daddy have to do?" I shot back, that last question will get her off my back I hope. She blushed and didn't know how to answer that.

Daphne came to her rescue: "That still doesn't excuse you from the fact that you attacked Tonks's virtue in public. By doing that you embarrassed the four of us."

"Huh? How did I do that?' I asked, "I could not get any air, and I admit I took some liberties and groped her butt to get out of her grip. How does that embarrass you four?"

Tonks grinned: "That is obvious, squirt, they staked a claim on you, and you were fishing outside their pond."

Bloody fuck? They tagged me? They threw their Pokeball and caught me? I thought only males were hunting for partners.

I sighed: "Girls, I am eleven years old, and never even had a single friend, there will be a lot of these social mishaps before I learn them all." I looked at them and continued, "But if it will ease your mind, my first girlfriend will be one of you." that removed the angry looks from their face, they even were a bit embarrassed by my statement.

I turned to Tonks: "Spill it out Nim, what made those Goblins so very happy? And why am I your Sugar Daddy?"

Tonks blushed: "I showed my memory of our hunt to Dad, he called your parents to Gringotts, Daphne, Tracey, and Lisa, and showed that Memory to them all."

She looked at me and said: "The first thing they noticed was that you did not need our help at all, you planned it all in advance, and were guiding me to solve the secret. You would not even need our help to kill that Basilisk." she looked at the girls, "In other words, he gave us a present by sharing the profits of selling that Basilisk."

She sighed: "And it is a huge present, a thousand-year-old Basilisk, one bigger than an elephant, that made those Goblins drool. We are talking Millions, Harry, that is not the kind of money to throw around, or spend on girls."

"Daphne, Tracey, Lisa, you know our society," said Tonks, "Can you predict what your parent's reaction will be next?"

Daphne groaned: "Harry, you offered an alliance to our families. Worse, by naming us personally instead of naming our family, you made a down payment on us."

"A down payment?" I asked, "What did I buy? I just divided the profits of that basilisk into equal parts."

Lisa shook her head: "No, Harry, you provided a huge amount of money to stake your claim on us."

Tonks dryly commented: "It looks like Zacharias Smith won't be the only one with a betrothal contract, Harry." she chuckled, "Don't worry about me, Dad will regard this as paying him for his services, so thank you for securing my future, squirt."

"Tomorrow after breakfast, Dad will come with a delegation from Gringotts to inspect the carcass," said Tonks, "the parents will be there too, your parents, Hermione, will be represented by my Dad."

"Not Professor McGonagall?" asked Hermione, "You said she is my Magical Guardian."

"No," said Tracey, "Harry claimed your share remember? He will set your vault for you up, as only Magicals can own a vault in Gringotts"

"What if I say I really needed your help?" I asked, "Will that solve anything?"

"Only if you are prepared to take a vow on it, Harry." said Daphne, "the advantages they get with a family alliance are too big to pass on, getting added to the Potter Alliance is a big deal."

"Then someone better explains to me what a Potter Alliance is and what it does." I said, "Because this Potter doesn't have a clue."

Note to my future self, don't give presents to purebloods, they make it too complicated. And to say I only wanted some venom to kill that Horcrux.

The next three hours I got a crash course on Pureblood customs and politics, the main part meant for me is not to show any affection in public for any other than my fiancee or wife, rubbing Tonks' butt was out of line. Meh, they can't take that memory away from me… fuck! They can do that!

Xxxxx

We waited for the delegation at the Gate, being a Hogsmeade weekend, the Gate was open and twenty Goblins marched in, along with Theodore Tonks, and three men, the girl's Fathers no doubt by the look at the hugs they got from them.

"Harry," said Theodore Tonks, who is doing the introductions, "may I present Lord Cyrus Greengrass of the Ancient and Noble House of Greengrass, Lord David of the Ancient and Noble House of Davis, and Reginald Turpin of the Minor House of Turpin. Gentlemen, may I present you heir Harry James Potter, from the Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Potter. Harry, you already met your account Manager, this is his crew to appraise the carcass."

That was a load of titles! Note to my future self, avoid purebloods like the plague.

"We met," said Blooddagger, "Galleons are wasted here. Time is of the essence too, our experts are expensive."

Nim led the way to the castle, at the entrance, McGonagall intercepted us: "What is the meaning of this Miss Tonks? Why are you bringing this group to the castle unannounced?"

Ted Tonks took control: "We are here, deputy Headmistress, to appraise the carcass of the Basilisk that six of you students killed in defense of this school. As is their due, they claimed the carcass and all of its parts as their spoils. Can you move aside please, as Account Manager Blooddagger just mentioned, his experts are expensive."

McGonagall protested: "You need the permission of the Headmaster to enter the school. Without it, you have to make an appointment for a visit."

Lord Greengrass said: "At this moment Headmaster Dumbledore is too busy to bribe himself out of Askaban, Madam, add the fact that he knew about the Basilisk below the school, he will have to use all the favors he collected so far to save his skin. Move aside please, aiding the criminal actions of Dumbledore can get you in trouble too."

Nim, took the lead again, she showed the alerts on the door and sink, clearly proving that Dumbledore knew of the Basilisk.

My § Open § still freaked everyone out, § Stairs § too, § Lights § made Nim mumbled about the Lumos she wasted on the way. The Goblins had their weapons out, ready for any surprise attack, I followed Nim, while admiring her bum, fine stock indeed.

McGonagall, who tagged along, had Hermione at her side, who was reciting facts and figures she read about the secret chamber, Minnie gasped when she saw the shed skin, while Hermione happily explained that the real Basilisk is much bigger.

At the door of the chamber, I tried: § Open up for your new owner § it might work if I claim the whole thing, you know, to get some leverage. The glow I got proved my hunch.

"What did you just do, Harry?" asked Ted Tonks, "that glow you got was the prove of a claim, you already claimed the carcass, what else did you claim?"

We entered the chamber and I answered: "I told the door to open for its new owner, I guess you are looking at my new property. Ah, look, a snake."

Nim is quite powerful, her conjurations were still standing, the wall and mirrors are still here, proving the skill and power of our Newt student. The snake gobbled all the attention though, the Goblins were crawling all over it, yelling numbers to their assistants, while my account manager was grinning madly.

Blooddagger said: "That memory proved the value of that achievement, Heir Potter, The Leaders of The Horde were very impressed, especially how you protected your mates from danger and shared the profits with them. You have their respect, and mine. What made you decide to go after it?"

Note to my future self: don't impress the Goblins too much. They will get suspicious.

I shrugged: "I needed some venom to destroy a cursed Artifact. I heard Basilisk venom is the most potent venom around, and I happened to know where to find one."

Blooddagger frowned: "You could have brought it to us, heir potter, we are quite skilled at curse breaking."

"Well, after three days of eating Pig meat," I answered, "I wasn't looking forwards to doing that again."

That stopped Blooddagger dead in his tracks: "You say that you found another of those foul things? Where is it?"

"In a dragon leather bag in my trunk," I answered, "I was planning to use a fang to stab it, that would save me the cost of your curse breakers, I heard they are expensive."

Hah! I used their greed as an argument against them, he needed a few moments to recover "Ah, Heir Potter, but our curse breakers keep the artifact in one piece, the Venom will destroy it completely. Based on the value of the artifact, it could be cheaper to use our services."

I shrugged: "You have a point, account manager Blooddagger, Ravenclaw's Tiara is worth some galleons I suppose. What are your ratings? And can you use a sheep or cow for the next one?"

Blooddagger was gaping at me: "Ravenclaw's Tiara is priceless, Heir Potter, some collectors would bid several hundred of thousands of Galleons to have it in their possession. It is worth a fortune!"

Our conversation was lost to the others, they were too busy salivating over the carcass of the Basilisk to pay attention to what we were talking about.

I grinned at Blooddagger: "You may subtract the fee for cleansing that Horcrux from the Galleons the Tiara will bring in at the auction. An auction that Gringotts will organize, I may even throw a bone at you and point you to another artifact, for a price of course."

Blooddagger frowned: "You can point us to another one? Where? Those abominations need to be destroyed at all costs. It is an insult to Mother Nature and Father Magic."

Ah? Those are our common parents? "Bellatrix has the goblet of Hufflepuff in her vault, I was planning to let Sirius confiscate her vault and get it myself. Telling you this will probably cost me a lot of Galleons."

Blooddagger exploded, he released a string of curses… I think they are curses, and got the attention of his team. A minute of yelling resulted in two elders making a Portkey and disappearing.

Blooddagger turned to me and said:" if your claim proves to be true, you will be compensated accordingly, Heir Potter." then he asked, "Do you happen to know that there are more of them?"

I nodded, I might as well get it over with: "Yep, there is one located in Little Hangleton, in the old home of the Gaunts, it has a nasty spell on it, but I would like to have the ring in one piece. I pay for the recovery of course."

I grinned evilly at Blooddagger: "Lucius Malfoy has one at home, a diary from Tom Marvolo Riddle, aka Voldemort." I smiled at his shocked face, "The last one I can get when Sirius Black gets out of Azkaban."

Blooddagger softly cursed and said: "You and I need to have a long conversation, Heir Potter, there is more to you than meets the eye. For our mutual benefit of course."

I nodded: "on our Yule break, I doubt I can get away before that. You can call me Harry if you like, I feel we will get along just fine."

The girls started to explore the chamber, a snake is only interesting for a bit, then they get bored. They found an office, cleaned out of course, Tom would hoard it like a magpie, I don't expect to find anything of value here. Meh, the search for treasure is fun too.

I pointed the goblins to the Horcruxes, get a bunch of galleons for the snake, and did it all without Dumbledore. Life is good.

Xxxxx

Blooddagger left with his crew, while Theodore Tonks took us to the Three Broomsticks to a private room. The mothers were waiting for the girls. Crap! This is meet the parents triplicated! Daphne, Tracey, and Lisa rushed to their Mothers, happily babbling about school life and the Boy-who-messed-up.

We settled down with an early lunch, when my stomach was filled, and my defenses lowered, the sharks… parents moved in for the ki… negotiations.

"We watched the memory from Miss Tonks carefully," said Lord Greengrass, "And we concluded that you gave our daughters a very big gift. You included them in the hunt but did everything to protect them and minimize the danger they were in. The reputation they gain from being on the team that hunted and killed a thousand-year-old Basilisk will open many doors for them that would otherwise stay closed for them."

"Therefore we want to join the Potter Alliance," said Lord Greengrass, gesturing to the others, "I am certain we can come to an agreement that benefits us both"

Well, that was quite the speech, on my part, what ever they want is fine except for marriage contracts, I used to be married… long time ago… the bitch kicked me out for no good reason at all. I could not help it if her sister liked to sit on my lap, or that she forgot to wear a panty… well sue me for getting a boner! Everyone would get one! That it accidentally slipped in was not on purpose at all… at least not the first time… yeah, that excuse went down the drain when she caught us doing doggy style. Where was I? Doggy style… good memories, bad divorce.

I held my hand up and said: "Sorry, Lord Greengrass, I am only eleven years old, and have not a clue about the wizarding world. I trust my solicitor to act in my best interest and will follow his advice."

Blame it on the lawyers! They are on my side for once, I hope.

Lord Davis commented: "Yes, we got the outlines of your live described to us and the actions Mr. Tonks took to correct it." he smiled at me, "We feel that we can help you out with this. Adding us to the Potter Alliance, coupled with your intentions to share the spoils of the Basilisk, gives us the right to demand the Magical Guardianship to be given to the three of us. Dumbledore can not refuse this."

"That is one of the options, Harry," said Tonks, "The best one in my opinion, but there are others, you can wait for Lord Black to be released from Azkaban to take Guardianship, but ten years in Azkaban is devastating on the mind and body."

"With us, we can force the Will to be read," said Lord Greengrass "We have a big voting block in the Wizengamot, if we can add the Potter Alliance to it, we can make a difference."

To be honest, I completed almost all my objectives, or am on the brink of having it done, what happens to Harry when I am done is not my business… did I just jinx myself? I have to think about that, ROB can be a nasty piece of shit.

I sighed: "I agree with Master Tonks, Sirius will need time to recuperate, time we don't have. So if you could get the Guardianship away from Dumbledore, then the battle will be half won."

"That brings us to the betrothal contracts," said Tonks, "Dumbledore set one up with the youngest Weasley, Ginny. We can fight that contract once the Will is read and Dumbledore's crimes are exposed. I talked it over with Heir Potter, and he said that he rather wait until he is more mature before stepping into a relationship."

He looked around and said: "I can understand Heir Potters's reasoning, who can tell he found the love of his life at eleven years old? Where can he learn from his mistakes, or even know she is the one? Can we postpone talking about contracts until he is let's say… fifteen? From what I heard today, four girls staked their claim, the same girl's Heir Potter shared the prey from his Hunt with, my daughter being the exception."

Dude! If I leave this room with a bunch of fiancees, I'll kick your ass!

Daphne raised her hand and asked: "We want to have fun first, Daddy, we don't want to think about dating and courting just yet. The claim we made on Harry is just being his best friend. We will worry about dating in a few years."

Tracey grinned evilly: "Perhaps he can practice with Nim, yesterday we heard him say he is trying the mature women's path."

She timed it! I nearly choked on my drink! "I was Joking, Tracey! And she said it wasn't working. Are you trying to get me hexed? I bet Nim has fifty boys waiting in line to woo her, she doesn't need a cheeky brat annoying her."

Hermione tried to settle my nerves: "We are too young, Harry, Nymphadora will wait for you if you are the one for her."

Sarcasm? A joke? Pure honesty? Meh, who cares, it was Nymmie's turn to choke on her drink. Anyway, I am off the hook, no fiancees and a shitload of Galleons in my vault, I am bloody rich!

Xxxxx

I delivered the Tiara in the Shrieking shack, where a Goblin took it from me, he gave me a note with the number of galleons that found their way from Trixie's vault into mine, seven figures! Having the goblins in my corner is the best! They took the lion part of the vault, but for a few words, this is a great payoff.

I think it is time for another letter or two.

Dear Miss waterbu… Skeeter,

I have read your columns with great interest, you really have a way with words, I compliment you with your articles about the previous potion professor and Harry Potter's life at home.

I wonder though, what did Dumbledore's life look like? I heard he was neighbors with Bathilda Bagshot, you know, the one from the history books and the aunt of Gellert Grindelwald, she had quite a few stories about those boys and their love life, too bad that the murde… death of Dumbledore's sister ended that relation.

Ah, true love, maybe that is why Albus didn't go after Gellert for so long, and even at the end refused to kill him and lock him up in Nurmengard instead.

Maybe that was what drove Albus to focus his attention on a brilliant Muggleborn student, some Tom Marvolo Riddle, from house Slytherin. I don't know what happened but the student turned to the dark side. He even changed his name, he made an anagram of it, it starts with I AM V

I know, it was tragic.

Maybe you can make sense of it, after all, you are the best storyteller.

Yours truly, Anonymous

That is enough fuel for the bug, another one for my favorite Auror, that is until Tonks graduates and joins then she will be my favorite. She has more parts on her body that I like, tits, and all her limbs, for example.

Dear Mr. Moody,

I came lately on the information, that Lucius Malfoy, that poor Imperio victim, is in possession of an artifact that has the ability to get Voldy aka Tom Marvolo Riddle a new body. It is a diary from Tom Riddle's school time. You know the saying that you can pour your soul in your diary, poor Tom took that literary and did just that.

You can find that diary in a secret chamber under the floor of his office or dining hall, it could be the kitchen, anyway, it is below a floor. Goblins don't like that kind of diary either.

Oh, before I forget, the Potter boy killed the Basilisk from the chamber of secrets. That is good you might think, but the Basilisk was what kept the Acromantula from hunting the children at Hogwarts.

A colony of a few hundred pony-sized hungry spiders have a great apatite, and I heard they find children yummy.

If I were you, I call the assistance of the Goblins. If they can work off their aggression, maybe they will be a bit friendlier behind their counter. Mind you, it is just a hint.

Did I miss something? Ah, Gellert is alive and well in Nurmengard, courtesy of his lover Albus.

Yours truly, Anonymous.

Another short one is needed.

Dear Hagrid,

Did you know that the Dragon Preserves are in need of someone of your expertise?

You, sir, are worth your weight in gold over there.

Charlie Weasley can get you a job interview.

Yours truly, Anonymous.

Xxxxx

Well, the next few days were exciting, to say the least. Hagrid got sacked when his pet spiders were discovered and the Aurors joined forces with Goblins to cull the colony. Good ridden for bad rubbish or something like that. Those fucking spiders joined Voldy at the last battle, so no mercy for them at all.

Rita came through! A dramatic report of a tragic love story between two young lovers that wanted to better the world, for the greater good. To be honest, she did a good job of it, at the same time Moody discovered Gellert in Nurmengard. That was the final straw for Albus, from one day to another he was out of all his jobs.

I called the house elf: "Mippy? Can I speak with you please?"

Mippy popped in: "What can Mippy do for student Potter?"

Mippy, "Dumbledore was fired yesterday, but he stored a lot of House Potter possessions in the castle. Can you bring those to me? Especially our invisibility cloak. I don't think Dumbledore is allowed back into Hogwarts."

Mippy thought about it and decided I have a point, "Mippy will return Student Potters's possessions."

That started a series of pops, first my cloak, a load of books, a pensive, a box with unidentified Artifacts, a few paintings, and I had to yell at Mippy to bring only Gringotts letters, my room was too small for all that fan mail. It is a good thing I had a room for myself.

The best news was the arrest of Lucius Malfoy for the possession of cursed artifacts of the worst kind. Rumors said that Moody told Fudge and his toad that Gringotts accidentally gave him the bank reports of Malfoy's donations, and in what vaults it went.

Lucius went on a trip to Azkaban, of course.

Xxxxx

I got a visitor! Sirius Black came to visit! The newly minted Lord Black!

"Harry! Prongslet! I finally can see you!" he happily cheered.

I coolly looked at him: "Where were you all those years?"

"Why… I was in Azkaban! You knew that! I spent ten years in that Hellhole!" he answered, shocked by my question.

"Oh," I said, "And you liked it there I bet. Harry is fine, I'll stay here for a while longer."

Sirius paled: "How can you say that? That place was the worst!"

I began to shout: "Guards! I am innocent! I did not kill anyone! I demand a trial! I will take an oath on my life and Magic! I'll take a truth potion! I am an Auror and have a right to get a trial! Voldemort is a pussy! Voldemort is a no-nose freak show!" I yelled the last words. "Well, Sirius Black did you do all that? You had ten fucking years to get a fucking trial so you could rescue me from those fucking Dursleys!"

I softly said: "For ten years I hoped that someone came to take me away from my Hellhole, Sirius Black, where were you?"