Supernatural Guardian

Chapter 5

Sirens

Harry felt great as he sat in his hotel room looking through his suitcase while Astoria was winging at him for something. He couldn't remember what; he had zoned out, remembering that weird dream he had where Dumbledore had confronted him and the Greengrasses leaving Gringotts; he wished he could up and just nut the old bastard and get away with it. But on the bright side, he actually did nut Dumbledore and take his wand, so it was a good dream, but better reality, and the wand was being studied since then as Harry had no need for any ridiculous super wand, and nobody else would ever get super wand qualities from it anyway while it belonged to Harry because of wand-lore.

Anyway, on the plus side, Harry had ditched most of his 'spy gear,' and with the unintentional help of the Greengrass's, he managed to get to France, where he would have to try and woo a couple of very protective sisters, and then get them back home safely before any Ministry goon could discover them.

Thinking about it, though, he was surprised Dumbledore hadn't tried to kidnap him again since then. But Snape was keeping an eye on the old fool. He wondered if Dumbledore could actually be smart enough to not go against the magical lore he had heard about; he would have to think about that another time.

Astoria demanded, startling him out of his thoughts. He looked to her, with a sheepish smile. "Good," she said. "I said I wanted to go do something, so let's go get Daphne and go out." She paused, then continued, "The park yesterday with all the rides and cartoons was great, but there must be more to do while we're here, just the three of us. We made the other girls rather jealous with all the pictures and videos we took and sent them. We can leave Mum at the pool, and those annoying muggle boys keep chatting up my sister. Don't you want to flatten them for moving in on your territory?"

Harry sighed as he finished rummaging around his case before pulling out his sunglasses and placing them on. He was wearing some creamy colored cargo swimming shorts that hung just above his knees and barely covered his muscular legs. On top, he wore a tight fitting white tank top that showed off his toned torso. Wearing white running shoes with a wand holster on his left arm, charmed with non-notice spells to keep muggles from noticing or questioning it.

Astoria was pouting at him as he stood up, she wiggled her cute little body closer to him. She was wearing a blue bikini set with a matching sarong wrapped around her waist, hiding her tight little bottom, with sandals on her feet, and looking absolutely stunning. She ran her fingers up, over Harry's solid abs, pouting more as she brought her hands to rest on his solid chest.

"Okay," he agreed, sighing as she stole a quick kiss of his lips, giggling as she and Daphne had been doing that since he moved in, and getting more brazen, and worse, their mother encouraged it. He had been quite pleased to wake up the morning of the start of their trip to find the virgin sisters in his room, waking him while they sloppily sucked his hard and large boner.

He had let them continue until he had managed to cum on their faces, and in their mouths. They had both swallowed with cute curiosity before getting up with smiles, cum still on their faces. They told him to get ready to leave and slipped out of his room only wearing cute little muggle PJs his mom had bought for them.

Harry got the impression that his mother's best friend was encouraging and actively trying to make it happen. Though, that made his side-plot of sleeping with each sister much easier, as long as they would do it together, which had seemed like a brief fantasy, but was quickly becoming reality. He couldn't help but give in to them both.

It had been quite interesting when the girls went from cold, hard to get to sweet, nice girls who both wanted him. He had never imagined Slytherins hiding who they were, and who they wanted to be, and hoping they could become good friends for Lucinda too. He realized that blood-lore and money got you whatever you wanted in that house, and you had to stay within the rules of those few unless, like Harry, your blood-lore was "superior," not that he held much stock in such nonsense, but that didn't mean he wouldn't use it against dip shits who did.

They'll just have to learn that they can be in charge now, and that the likes of Parkinson will have to bow down to them. He had to admit that the thought amused the hell out of him, and he couldn't wait for the 'fighting' over dominance through 'greater' ancestry. He figured, with a little help and some careful planning, perhaps Slytherin House could be fucked with enough to completely change for the better, and that maybe, muggle-borns wouldn't be so scared off.

"Come on, Harry, let's go and save Daphne from all these stupid boys!" Astoria started, surprising him out of his momentary thoughts, tugging on his arm with a cute pout. "They were bothering me too, but they don't bother us when you're with us," she said, smiling when she realized he had stopped daydreaming, staring at her boobs in her bikini top, though still pleased he was, enjoying her. "I heard you give off some weird vibe that scares them away."

He sighed, smiling as she took his hand and dragged him out of his room; he barely managed to lock the door before they were off down the elevator. They hadn't wanted to stay in a Muggle hotel—the Greengrass sisters had seen all of the facilities compared with the wizarding place they wanted to stay at, they wanted to stay, though not bad, not to the quality they wanted. It just took a few temporary wards to feel safe.

The elevator had stopped, and Tori, now squeezing Harry's right arm to her soft, smooth body, pulled him out with her, passing some people in the lobby and then through, out to the pool area outside in the bright sunlight.

It would have been amusing to see Daphne glaring at several boys while trying to relax by the poolside. She was wearing the same as Tori, except hers was colored in yellow with orange patterns, and her breasts were a size or two larger, and she was wearing a sunhat because her skin burned faster than her sister's. Harry had rubbed in some sunscreen just an hour ago, as he had done every day for the past two days since they had been on holiday, wondering how long it would take for him to truly appreciate their soft skin, but he still enjoyed every moment, and the whimpers of pleasure escaping their throats was worth every moment.

"Get lost," Harry said, startling the boys who wouldn't leave Daphne alone. Annoyed, he added, "Haven't you noticed she's with me?" to the other holiday-making boys.

The boys looked round; a couple sneered at him, as they tended to do, jealously. "No, you've already got that one, so this one's fair game," one of the boys bravely or arrogantly said.

Harry's cool emerald eyes peered at them over his sunglasses. "I'm way too much to handle for just one girl, so get lost or I'll have to... lose you!" he said coldly, his eyes flaring a golden color, causing them to see nervousness in them, and it had taken them all their nerve to stand up to him before, not that he had started anything; they were just jealous.

"Yes, now listen to our man, little boys!" Daphne started as she had moved, coming up on Harry's left, holding onto his left arm. Even Harry was impressed with how she had snuck up on them. "Come along, Harry, let's go find something fun to do," she said coldly glaring at the annoying boys who were bothering her and leading her and her sister away, as they had made it clear multiple times, they were Harry's, and they just wouldn't listen.

Seeing his adorable Cassie the other side of the pool in a one-piece, Harry couldn't help but smile. Cassie gave him the thumbs up of glee, while Willow rolled her eyes, but looked rather amused as another young woman in purple with dark hair and pale skin sat under a huge sun umbrella while playing a game on her lap-top. The young woman gave a quick look and nod of approval before Cassie joined her at her own lap-top and they continued gaming, while Willow sighed in disappointment, as she had to brush off the young man trying to pick her up, as she had work to do.

Harry shrugged, amused, and was thankful Daphne and Astoria didn't notice the odd interaction. "Well, you girls want to go and explore the city or something?" he asked, leading them through the hotel away from the boys while they sulked away, realizing they were actually defeated, this time; a couple had already tried to start a fight, but they didn't know they couldn't win because of Harry's new powers.

"Like this?"

Daphne asked him, blushing, as she looked down at her own muggle bathing suit. It had taken her mother and Harry ages to convince the girls to wear them. They had protested until their mom had discreetly informed them that muggle-raised boys like to see pretty girls with lovely bodies wearing them.

So, they relented, and the way Harry responded, they liked it. It was almost (not really) better than that time in Harry's room a few days ago, which they hoped to replicate soon if they could, and maybe more like their mother had suggested, and neither of them wanted to argue as the thought made them flush with excitement.

Harry shrugged, oblivious to the identical looks they were giving him, or their naughty inner monologues. "Yeah, so you both look incredible, and I'm lucky enough to have you both to myself. Anyway, I have some cards; I can always buy you both some shorts and tees if you want."

"Okay, that will be nice," Daphne said, baffled, trying to remember something. She was sure she had asked this before, and gotten an explanation or two, but Harry or their mum usually dealt with all the money business.

"Daphne," Astoria said, giggling. "Remember those cards that have your money on them in the muggle world, so you don't have to carry notes or gold or coins around everywhere you go?" she asked, shaking her head.

"Oh, yeah, I forgot about that," she said, smiling sheepishly, glad one of them paid more attention to the little things. "But to be fair, I'm still trying to remember everything to do with my new smartphone thing… and only get some proper practice when texting with Lucinda, Ginny, and Hermione in our group chat, thing."

Astoria rolled her eyes as Harry smiled. "You got all of that right, but you forgot about bank cards."

Daphne shrugged sheepishly, "Harry mostly deals with all of that stuff. Anyway, let's just go and get some more clothes, and then we can go exploring," she said as Harry laughed and led them to the nearest shops.

They chose out a pair of cream short-shorts each, showing off their long, smooth legs for Harry to enjoy, and a white tee shirt that showed off their tummies, still continuing to tease Harry. Not that Harry couldn't have them anytime he wanted, because they were so over the hate and into the love, love, love, and wow, did they love waking him up for the start of their vacation, after getting over the shock at seeing his 'monster'.

They had actually been quite surprised that Harry really wasn't as hateable as the other Slytherins would have them believe. In fact, he was not stupid either; quite the opposite, and he was actually fun, and looked after them, and got them gifts even when they protested, just because they might have admired them in a shop. Who would have thought that they would get on with a Gryffindor so much? Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived himself?

Harry had a great body too; he'd seen some flab and skinny chests occasionally in Slytherin House when it was hot or whatever, (not that often, but it did happen with a few more brazen boys), so seeing an actual fit and strong body was an eye-opener, among other things.

The first few days, they had found it a little awkward having Harry stay at their house with them, half expecting fights. Though, he was just really nice to them, and everything. They had no idea he snuck out every morning to get Cassie up and showered and fed, and every evening to make sure she was in bed by bedtime and that she had had dinner. If they knew about his adoptive little sister and how far he went to look after her, they would love him a thousand times more already.

Astoria had been easy to win over. She was quickly hanging all over Harry, enjoying his company, cooing at him with a newfound fascination, a boy who treated her with respect and equality, unlike in Slytherin where they looked down on girls, sometimes as if they were dirt, ten times so, if they were Low-Born, as so many of Slytherins were.

However, now, no longer as clingy and not one for too many displays of public affection, Daphne could not help but enjoy Harry's company, holding his hand, or when in private cuddling up on his lap with her sister, in delight, as he introduced them to the wonders of films and TV shows.

It was nice and warm to enjoy his company, and he made her feel safe, not to mention now being a part of the Potter and Black lines she wouldn't have to follow Pansy Parkinson around like a useless sheep anymore for her protection against 'magic'.

Daphne had never really gotten along with Parkinson. The girl just did not have a clue what she did sometimes. Then the girl was always following that idiot Malfoy, and she did not even have an iota of an idea how much respect he had lost his family every time he did something so stupid out in the open against Harry in his foolish jealousy.

It was so much nicer being able to smile and joke around, to let her guard down and relax with Harry and her sister. She felt free for the first time in many years, since before going to Hogwarts when it was just her and Astoria. She wished she had been placed in a different house where she didn't have to pretend so hard, but maybe there was a way around staying in Slytherin; she would have to look into that, and it would be fun getting one over on the Old Man if she could.

Astoria and Daphne held Harry's hands as he led them exploring, though they both complained that he had bought a new blue T-shirt too. Their fingers were intertwined through his, and he wasn't above teasing them; he always told them that he loved them, and they both knew that he loved them just as much as they loved him in return.

They would have never guessed he had a body that strong with all of the baggy robes they had to wear at school. They wondered together if there was a loophole in the school rules to get rid of them, at least during the nicer weathered days.

They were led around on various buses and eventually ended up in some weird area with a glass pyramid, but the line was so long they didn't feel like trying to get in just to see some old paintings. They had seen enough old paintings at school, and the ones at school moved and talked, and stuff.

Harry paused as they were about to go and grab some lunch or something; he frowned. "Do you feel like we're being watched?" he asked the girls, looking around in suspicion.

"Now you mention it," Astoria said, frowning in thought, looking around. "I've been feeling like that for a while now."

"Yeah, hey, wait," he said looking directly over to where a blonde girl was standing in amongst a crowd, looking around, at everyone but them. "Veela," he commented suspiciously, as he got a look at the beautiful girl. "Or in part at least." He said suspiciously, looking to the thirteen-year-old girl. "I think I'm being stalked," he said sounding pleased as he looked the blonde over; her blue eyes connecting with his, she paled.

Harry smirked, amused as he led his girls over to her where she fidgeted uncomfortably with her fingers. "Hello, Gabby," he said, holding back his laughter at her expression.

"Oh, Harry Potter, what a surprise!" Gabrielle exclaimed, feigning shock rather poorly. Her accent was stronger than ever, as fear and nervousness coursed through her. "It is most wonderful to meet you again. I am so surprised… Wow! Um, I was just out with my sister, but I don't know where she got off to."

"Gabrielle!" she exclaimed in surprise as the nineteen-year-old blonde older sister turned up out of breath. "Just because you want to follow the boy you like doesn't mean you should rush off to follow him and leave me behind!" she said, half glaring at her little sister before turning to Harry with a smile.

She smiled, pleased to see him. "Please forgive my beautiful little sister," she said. "Though, only half-Veela, she's a slave to her instincts and she... and she wants you no matter what, and here with the opportunity she... hunted!" She laughed. Looking at you, I can't blame her. You have some solid-looking muscles, which, though still there, aren't quite as strong as they were when we last met. And that's not to mention how gorgeous you are, and kind and fair..."

"Umm... Okay," he said nervously. "Well, umm... I don't mind, Gabby's cool and cute," he said smirking as she lit up red but looked pleased and excited too. "So, what were you girls doing anyway?" he asked, curious.

"We were just out shopping," Gabrielle said with a smile as she moved in such a way that her white summer dress fluttered in the wind. "Would you like to come with us? Your friends look like they could use some new clothes; they'd probably look even sexier for you, yes?"

"You should see what they're wearing under them," he replied smirking, while they had defaulted to 'evil' and 'scowling'. "But I guess they'll like that, and don't mind the 'evil', it's just a defense mechanism for being in Slytherin House with pure-bloods. I'm sure they'll quit it soon enough," he said, amused as they glared at him as if to say they wouldn't, but he knew they would as soon as they got comfortable, which they would around nice girls.

Well, okay, come with us, as we know just the place," Fleur said while leading them there. While she led them, Gabrielle was smiling in happiness and skipping along close to Harry and the other girls.

"So, umm… Fleur. I heard you were dating Bill Weasley or something?" Harry asked conversationally.

She looked at him frowning, and he sensed a flare of Veela anger before she replied. "I was," she said as if she was holding back any rude remarks. "All he wanted was sex with a Veela. He thought that I would be like… that!" she said frowning, while Harry looked annoyed on her behalf, and though disappointed in Bill, he could understand his weakness.

"And if I were drawing upon my Veela instincts, they would draw me towards someone like you for a sexual conquest," she added thoughtfully, smirking briefly. "However, I would rather be more engaged as my sister is. Veela invest for life in a mate… we don't give in to just anyone, ever. Humans don't seem to understand this because of their 'ability'… we aren't greedy, we like many species of the female only variety, which is few, and…"

"Fleur!" her sister reprimanded, blushing as she looked at Astoria and Daphne, who were both looking baffled, and Harry, whose expression was one of hopefulness. "You do not need to give dear Harry any lessons on Veela mating habits!" she reprimanded, looking back to her amused sister.

"I know what you see in him," Fleur replied, shocking everyone. "He is a powerful and beautiful young man with a brilliant heart. The sort of man who is very rare, rarer than Veela even. I'm not saying that there are no other good men, but very few like him… a resister… one who's will exceeds even our power," she said as her power blazed out like nothing Harry had ever felt before; it was exciting.

They looked to see Muggles turning to stare and some seemingly ensnared to follow. However, upon closer inspection, they found that it was everyone – even small children, women, and girls – affected in varying degrees, though not by much, except for those few females who appeared to be even more eager.

Harry had felt the lazy drift of her power before, but this was incredible. However, though it was clearly affecting him, Harry did not change, not one bit. He just looked at Fleur in amused reprimand; even Gabrielle was awed by how Harry did not act on the effects.

"If you keep this up," he said laughingly, "I'll have a shit load of douche bags to beat up for you! And I can't really hit the girls or kids unless they cause a real threat. Though, if I fight them all, can you imagine what your paper would say if it were only the men who got beaten?"

"…'Harry Potter beating up an army of Muggle civilians because he was defending the honor of a Veela, using her powers to their fullest extent! To make his point.' Though, I suppose it does have an amusing ring to it."

She smiled back at him as her power began to near completely cut off. "See, Gabrielle, he was affected, but chose to ignore it. The ideal mate for any Veela who wants to be loved… really loved, and to love in return." She said as the muggles stopped what they were doing, looking confused and embarrassed as they went back to whatever it was they were doing beforehand.

"William Weasley could never hope to compare with him," she continued. "Even if he did want more than just my body."

"Wow, even I was affected," said Astoria, her breathing laboured, confused, embarrassed, and awed as she had thought about such naughty things with Harry and their sisters. "I hadn't known Veela could be that controlling; you're only half."

Fleur shrugged, smiling at the girl. "Actually, even for Veela, my power is… quite out there… as charm magic goes at least."

"Yes, my big sister is most wonderful," Gabrielle surprisingly praised her with admiration and love. "She looks after me, and cares, and… well, other stuff…" she rambled off in a rant as they entered a store that sold all sorts of lingerie, underwear, corsets, dresses, bathing suits, skirts, everything.

The store was run by several young attractive women, and one of the clerks pushed them all into a large mirrored room with a huge changing room attached. She forced Harry to sit down so he could give his opinion as the girls tried things on.

He had to adjust himself a lot as they tried on everything from tight little ball gowns to bathing suits, bikinis, and then underwear; watching Daphne and Astoria in tight little panties and bras that were nearly see-through made him so hard. He thought he might explode just looking at them, and add in two cute half-Veela sisters, and his heart was pounding in excitement.

"I think these undies are a must!" Fleur said giggling as she tried to get a better look at the bulge in Harry's shorts; however, he was using his hands to hide anything while she spoke to the clerk, both giggling as she nodded her head, knowing they had both gotten a good enough glimpse to know he was hiding a monster.

They soon left, and thankfully Harry managed to control any naughty urges to just… well, he was not sure what exactly, but they seemed like good urges to follow. He had also gotten the assistants' attention by including them in his purchases, but then, Harry could afford to buy out the entire store if he needed to, so he did not worry about it. Once outside, he was forced to carry most of their bags after having to buy everything the four girls wanted for themselves; however, he was rich, so, whatever, as long as it was not too ridiculous, and the girls were happy.

Fleur and Gabrielle led them back to their hotel, pleased they weren't staying in a boring magical world hotel. However, Harry did notice the horror and anger on the faces of several boys as they saw the two new blonde girls. He couldn't help but feel smug when one, a large boy, suddenly stormed over, and Harry was thankful he only fell to the ground and didn't hurt one of his girls, dropping his bags as he was punched in the face.

Harry looked up, shocked as the raging teen glared down at him. "How dare you get off on thinking you're so fucking great, first those two sisters and now these two French sisters?"

Harry just rubbed his jaw; there wasn't even a hint of a bruise or tear as he stood up. "Me, I'm just a phantom!" he replied as security was rushing over, only to stop when the larger boy squealed as the air left his lungs as Harry hit him in return, the force lifting him off his feet and throwing him back, collapsing to the floor, whimpering and clutching his gut in pain as he cried.

"And I know how to hit and make it hurt!" he said as he picked up all of the bags in quick time and led the girls past the guards into the hotel and up to his room where he relaxed and dropped the bags on the floor, flopping onto his huge bed. The girls all stared at him in awe.

"Hey, the guy hit me, so I hit back," he said with a shrug.

"That was very noble of you, Harry," Fleur said with a seductive swagger of her hips as she surprised him by sliding up onto his lap, fingers kneading into his chest, her soft fingers feeling the solid muscles beneath them. She was grinding her butt into his lap, and she could feel a large twitch beneath her hand. "I think that perhaps… I… we should award you for your bravery in our honor?"

"Yeah, sure," he agreed, looking at her firm body through her short blue dress.

"Fleur! I thought you were dead!"

"Oh, that Weasley thing was just a chance to get close to Harry," she said, startling her. "I wanted to watch him closer, to see the boy who resisted my power while we were spending so much time together during the tournament, not to mention how he made it look like child's play while I had difficulty. He didn't even notice me half the time; he was just concentrating on winning, and I tried, but only the other two took that kind of notice of me."

I'll admit it was infuriating the way it started making me feel jealous that I couldn't have him. I was too embarrassed to admit that I liked someone so much younger at the time, but now I can't care because I just want him so bad, I feel like I'm going to die if I don't get this release. He is here now and I am going to have what I want; I will not lose him this time. You three can either join us, watch us, or leave, but I am getting him inside me tonight.

"I-I'm not that much younger," he gasped out as she moved down, capturing his lips with hers. Her tongue slid into his mouth and he wrapped his arms around her slender body, returning the kiss while the other three girls just gave each other quick looks before they were all up on the bed, grabbing at him too, taking it in turns and kisses him deeply.

Harry got plenty of handfuls as he felt his member twitching in his shorts, nearly hard within moments, and wondered if he really had the right stuff.

to be continued…