Harry stepped out of the girl's room after some more stolen kisses, and was met by the Weasley twins.

'Alors, let 'Arry get to hiz shower,' came Fleur's amused voice. 'I theenk Sirius was planning ze prank for Monsieur Lupin, maybe 'e could use some assist?' The terror twins rushed off at the thought of getting involved in a prank, and Fleur stepped into Harry's personal space.

Fleur sniffed deeply, getting a full dose of Harry's sweaty scent, and her Veela instinct went into overdrive, telling her here was a perfect mate for her. She'd let Harry eat her out, and maybe give him a little wank as thanks, so she could tell Bill that Harry was more skilled than he was in making her cum. The red-headed bâtard was getting a little too cocky for her tastes.

'Arry, 'ave I ever said ze apology for ze "leetle boy" remark?' Fleur reached down, and her fingers stroked across his flaccid cock. 'Tired 'Arry? Still, not a "leetle boy" at all... may I give ze apology en privé?'

Leading Harry by the wand, Fleur took Harry into his bedroom. 'I caught zat salaud Beel flirting with zome tramp at work today, so zees ees your lucky day 'Arry... I am making him trés jaloux until he does ze grovel for me.'

Harry looked at Fleur's lust-filled face, and grinned, 'I don't know Fleur... I am a little tired now, maybe some other time?'

Fleur smiled sweetly, and turned her Allure on . So he thought he could resist her? No way, she was getting his pussy licked by him and there was nothing he could do about that. 'Are you déterminé ' Arry? Don't you want me?' Fleur gave him a sweet pout, and began lowering her dress straps from her shoulders, revealing her white bra-covered breasts.

Harry felt the Allure, but it was no match for the Imperius Curses the fake Moody or Voldemort had hit him with, and he had fought those off easily.

'Smashing tits Fleur, but as I said, I'm a bit tired. I think I'll just go take a shower and maybe take a nap.' Harry tried to step past her to the bathroom, but Fleur would have none of that.

' Non! ' She pushed Harry to his bed, and stepped out of her dress. Harry took in the tall blonde in front of him. Even still dressed in her white tiny panties and her white bra, Harry judged her to be have a perfect 36 inch bust, 24 inch waist, and 36 inch hips. Fleur seductively smiled at him, and reached behind her to release her bra, then cupped her breasts with her hands, presenting them to Harry.

'You want zem Harry? I theenk you do... eef you are a good boy and give ze cunnilingus, I will let you touch zem...' She increased her Allure's strength, let him try to resist, she would have him soon enough!

'Mmmm... you're not bad Fleur,' Harry grinned. He felt her Allure press on his mind, but it was not that hard to fight once you really tried, 'but as I said, maybe some other day. I don't feel like eating pussy just now.' Harry got up from his bed, and took off his shirt, turning away from her.

Fleur stamped her feet, why was he still rejecting her? Nobody ever refused her! 'Arry, don't be z o silly,' she said in a sultry tone, 'look at me?'

Harry took off his pants so he was only in his boxers, and sat back down, 'okay Fleur, but make it quick. I want to get to my shower.'

Fleur hooked her thumbs on the waist of her panties, and seducively wriggled out of them, turning slowly around until Harry had a perfect view of her shaved perfect pussy and her delicious bum. Harry caught a whiff of her scent, she was obviously very aroused.

'Well 'Arry? 'ow about eet?' Fleur asked him, then noticed to her dismay Harry was not even hard yet.

Harry was fighting his arousal, if Fleur thought he'd let her take control, she had another thing coming!

'Like I said, nice body Fleur, but I am going to take a shower now,' Harry told her, and he stood up, walking past her into his bathroom. Harry started the shower, and got under it.

Five, four, three, he thought, and sure enough, less than two second later Fleur stepped under the shower with him.

'Arry, maybe I can change your mind?' Fleur decided it was time to use her ultimate weapon... she knelt in front of Harry, and took him into her mouth, lettign the warm shower water fall over them both. Harry quickly grew hard in her skilled mouth, and pulled her up to him for a kiss. Her Veela instincts pushing her, Fleur responded to the kiss, and molded her body against Harry's.

Then Harry broke the kiss, and placed his hands under her bum, raising her up a bit. His dick poked her inner thigh, and a lust-filled Fleur reached down, and lined him up with her entrance. Harry released her a little, and Fleur slid over his cock, filling her up. ' Mon dieu 'Arry, you are th ee cker zan Beel...' she moaned, as Harry pushed her against the wall. Fleur wrapped her legs around him, and as Harry pushed her lower torso up and down his shaft, she began to moan and pant heavily. Harry found a nice rhythm, and Fleur was going mad from the sensation... she had never been shagged standing up yet, Bill only did her missionary style, and she only let him fuck her when he earned it . Harry kneaded her bum as he was pushing in and out of her, and Fleur felt an orgasm build. 'Arry, oui , comme cela ...' She threw her head back in the water stream, as she came over Harry's cock. Harry let the hot blonde off his cock, and she slid down on the floor, shivering as her orgasm hit her.

Harry stroked his cock, and tried to bring himself to climax. He aimed his cock, and rope after rope of cum shot out of it, all over Fleur's face and torso. Fleur moaned and rubbed his cum in her breasts as if it were soap, and leaned forward to clean up the last bits of cum from his cock.

Harry stepped out of the shower once he recovered, leaving the orgasmic blonde still sitting on the floor, covered in his cum as it was slowly being washed off her by the water. 'Thanks Fleur, looks like I had some left in me after all. Feel free to come ask me for another round whenever you want, you were not bad at all,' he smirked at her, and stepped out of the bathroom to get dressed.

Fleur took some time to get back to her sense, and washed up under the water. This plan had backfired completely... Harry had taken control of her rather than the intended reverse, and had manipulated her body like a master... Fleur grew hot again as she washed up. She probably could not take another round with Harry... but maybe Bill was ready to grovel. Letting him lick the pussy Harry had just been using as if it was his property would be good punishment, she thought with a smile.

'Everyone? We have an announcement,' Harry said after dinner was over. The assembled Order members, most of them except for the teachers, and the ever-absent Dumbledore, all watched the wizard in whose hands they had laid the fate of Wizarding Britain.

'I have taken up the Lordship of the House of Potter as well as accepted my status as Heir Black,' Harry said, and made his rings visible, 'and I have asked my girlfriend Hermione Granger to be my betrothed. For some reason she accepted!'

'Oh Harry, don't be silly,' Hermione softly slapped his arm, and kissed him on the cheek. The table was silent for a second, then Tonks broke into applause and shouted 'congratulations!'. That broke the ice, and the table came to congratulate them, shaking their hands.

'Are you sure this is a wise move m'lad?' Moody asked, 'you know the state of our world more than anyone.'

'All the more reason not to delay things,' Harry countered, 'Hermione is mine and everybody knows this anyway, this way at least I have some legal protection for her.'

'Aye lad, I can respect that reasoning,' Moody grumbled, 'congratulations then. Just don't get complacent, remember, –'

'CONSTANT VIGILANCE!' Harry, Hermione, Ginny, Ron, Fred, George, and even Tonks yelled with him. Moody stared at them, then laughed, 'good one!'

'Had to take her away from me then Harry?' Ron looked a bit unhappy, as he came to shake Harry's hand.

'Come on Ron, we talked about this,' Harry took Ron in a man-hug. 'You and Mione would never work out. I promise, Lavender is into you... you and she will make a much better match.'

Molly was over the moon. Sure they were a little young, but she had caught her Arthur's eye when they were sixteen, and Harry was not much younger. Plus for the Ancient Houses, the rules were slightly different. She was also secretly relieved Harry was now officially with Hermione, not that she really thought he'd force her Ginny in bed with him, but with a wife-to-be he definitely would not.

The next day their school letters finally came. Hermione opened her letter, and along with the book list, a badge fell out. Hermione took it with an open mouth, she had been made a prefect! She gazed over at Harry, and with a smile, he too took out his badge.

Ron looked at the two with envy, 'Prefects, both of you?'

'You're the lucky one mate,' Harry laughed, 'you don't have to do the Prefect rounds. Do you really think you'd want to have to do that this year?'

Ron thought, then shook his head, 'nah mate, you're right. Better you and Hermy than me!'

Hermione threw a pillow at him for the Hermy name, and the trio started a pillow fight that was only interrupted when Molly asked what all the noise was about. She beamed when she learned Harry and Hermione were made prefects, and nobody could stop her from having yet another party.

Harry and Hermione had another party that night, with Tonks joining them in their bed.

The next day they went to Diagon Alley for their school books. Molly objected at first, saying she could get everything, but Harry countered that Voldemort had been unusually quiet, there was not a single report over the past weeks of any trouble in the Prophet. Even his scar had been quiet, so Molly relented.

With Tonks, Lupin, and Emmeline Vance as guards, the four Weasleys, Harry, and Hermione flood to the Leaky Cauldron. It would be quick visit as they only needed a few new books, The Standard Book of Spells, Grade 5 by Miranda Goshawk (Grade 7 for the Weasley twins, and Grade 4 for Ginny), and Tonks had assigned everyone grade the same book, Magical Defense in Theory and Practise , written by none other than Alastor Moody, originally as an Auror refreshing course. Molly sighed with relief when Tonks told her there would be no homework from it, as that meant that she could get away with only getting two copies, as only Fred and George shared one class and would not need the book outside of it.

'Guys? Hermione and I would like some privacy at Gringotts,' Harry said after they had gotten their books, and refilled the potions ingredients, and some time was wasted looking at new brooms. 'Tonks can come along as guard, will that be okay with the rest of you?'

Lupin and Vance agreed, and Ginny kissed Hermione on the cheek, whispering to her 'have fun'. Harry took his girls to the Gringotts counter. 'Greetings teller Snarlgrab,' he read off the name plate, 'I would like to visit the Potter and Black family vaults with my companions, discreetly.' He slid over a both House keys and a sickle , and the Goblin quickly inspected the keys, then pocketed the sickle with a practised move and handed the keys back.

'Right that way Lord Potter,' he indicated a door to the left behind him, 'your cart driver will collect you.'

Harry and his girls went through the indicated door, arriving in a smaller room with a luxurious looking mine cart waiting on some tracks. A little later a Goblin entered from a side door.

'Griphook? Wow, it's been a long time,' Harry said as he recognised the creature.

Griphook was startled, 'Lord Potter, I was not expecting you to recognise me. We met only once. Please be seated, we'll go to the Potter family vault first, and then once you are ready I'll be waiting outside to take you to the Black vault.'

The trio entered the mine cart, Tonks sat down behind Harry, and Hermione sat on Harry's lap, wriggling on him, as Griphook stood behind the cart and they raced down the track. Both girls held on tightly to Harry, they were not adrenaline junkies like he was. After some jostling they arrived at a deep vault. 'Vault 17, the Peverell/Potter vault,' Griphook said, 'Key please?'

Harry gave his key, and Griphook entered it into the ornate lock, then wriggled his finger past the multiple locks on the door, and the door opened.

'Right this way ladies,' Harry got out of the cart, and helped his girls out. Griphook took out a goblin newspaper and sat against the cart to wait, as the trio entered the great vault doors. A massive amount of gold, silver, and bronze coins greeted them. There was also furniture, covered magical paintings that had fallen dormant over the years, and a few cabinets holding books. Hermione gravitated to them, but Harry called her back.

'Another time honey, we're here for this...' Harry opened a jewel case, and took out a ring. He knelt before his girl, 'Hermione Jane, I've already asked you to marry me, but I'll do so again with this ring. Will you be my Lady Potter?'

Speechless, Hermione nodded, and Harry slid the golden ring on her finger. It carried the Potter/Peverell coat of arms in a ruby inset, and sized itself automatically around her finger. Harry indicated another ring in the case, this one with a large diamond. 'That's the ring you'll get when I marry you, from the records it's been in the family since the thirteenth century. My mother would have worn it, but never got the chance to as James never got back to the Potter vault after Potter manor was destroyed in the early seventies.'

Hermione rushed over and kissed Harry deeply before he got too sad. Harry caressed her, reaching up her bum and fingering her naked butt cheeks, then grinned and took out his wand. He cast a cushioning charm on a pile of galleons, and lead Hermione over. He laid her down on her back on the cushioned gold, then took off her skirt, leaving her bottomless. Hermione was wet and ready for him, and Harry stripped out of his pants and laid down over her, his dick finding its way home. Harry pushed all the way home inside his fiancée, the gold coins rustling under them as he shagged her. Harry bottomed out in her all the way, then reached for her clit, and pinched it hard. Hermione came with a scream of pleasure, and Harry came from her clenching cunt, and shot his cum deep inside her womb. He pulled out of his witch, and Tonks knelt between Hermione's legs, and licked up all the overflowing cum and juices, then also cleaned Harry. Once both were clean, she kissed Hermione, and the two witches shared his cum, showing their full mouths, before they both swallowed.

The happy trio stepped out of the vault again. Harry had also taken the two Potter Consort rings, and had also collected some money from the pile that had served as their bed. Hermione was heavily flustered, and Tonks had a wide grin in anticipation of what was coming. Griphook looked at them, and without comment beckoned them back in the cart.

The minecart reversed direction, and raced to 'Vault 223, the Black Vault,' Griphook told them. Once again he opened the door, and the three went inside. There was far less gold here than in the Potter vault, but still a veritable fortune.

'Don't touch anything girls, it could be cursed,' Harry told them, then he picked up three rings from pillow on a pedestal. 'These are the House Black betrothal and Consort rings. Since Sirius cannot sire and heir, they are mine to use... and I again ask you, Nymmie Tonks, to be a Consort to the House of Black.'

Tonks smiled at him, 'I accept.' Harry slid the ring on her finger, and Tonks looked on with love as the simple silver ring with an onyx ram on it sized itself to her.

'Tonks, you'll have to hide it for now, just will it to stay invisible. Once you're no longer my teacher, I'll openly accept you, okay?' Harry asked her.

Tonks let the ring disappear, and then leant over a couch, flipping up her skirt, 'do me lover,' she called back, 'I want your cum in my pussy when we return home...'

Harry was all too happy to comply. He stepped behind Tonks, and lined his cock up with her hot pussy. 'Then get ready my consort, for I am going to fill you up until you flow over...' Harry pushed his rod up her tunnel, holding on to her hips to steady himself. There was nothing gentle about this, both just wanted him to cum as hard as possible. Tonks grunted and moaned with each thrust, and Hermione had crouched down next to them, and was teasing Tonks's clit with her left hand, while her right hand was playing with her own cunt. After about five minutes of hard slamming into her, Harry felt his orgasm approach. He pushed in as deep as he could, his dick head pushing against Tonks' cervix, and let his baby batter fill her up. Hermione lapped up the overflow, then cleaned Harry's cock, as Tonks lied there, panting.

Harry got dressed again, and helped Tonks up. The sated trio returned to their cart, and the unflappable goblin took them back to the private room they had left from. Harry handed him a few coins as a tip, 'thanks for your discretion Griphook,' and Griphook nodded before he left. Harry and his girls left the bank... and ran straight into Rita Skeeter, accompanied by her photographer Bozo. He snapped a picture of the three holding hands just as they came down the Gringotts stairs, and Harry mentally groaned.

'Harry! What a pleasure to see you, and you're out on the town with two girls? Either of them your girlfriend?' Rita's eyes shot to Hermione's hand, and saw the ring, 'Or maybe more?'

Harry quickly thought. 'Rita, let's make a deal. You don't publish that picture or any story about today, and I give you a private interview the first Hogsmeade day? I'll tell you all about my relationship then.' He smiled at her, using all his charm.

Rita felt herself get slightly wet at the idea of getting such a scoop, and in private even, and she quickly agreed, shaking his hand, noticing his own Lord rings in the mean time.

Hope that guess pays off , Harry thought, as he led his girls back to the Leaky Cauldron. When they rejoined the Weasleys, Vance, and Lupin, these were just having a butterbeer. The trio sat down at the same table for a drink for themselves.

Tonks suddenly felt a hand stroke up her leg, and looked sharp to her left. Ginny showed her hand under the table, some cum inside it, then licked her hand clean quickly, 'better clench those muscles if you still aren't allowed to wear panties, it is leaking out,' the red-head grinned at Tonks, causing the teacher to blush.

Once they returned to Grimmauld Place Tonks repeated Ginny's words to Harry, and begged him to please allow her panties again. Sitting in the living room with Ron playing chess against Fred or George just a little away, Harry called Hermione over, and had her sit on the leg of the couch next to him. He slid his hand up her leg and under her skirt, and slowly fingered the brunette while he thought about what Tonks said.

'Okay,' he finally said, 'I'll allow you both to wear panties again, but the skirts stay. I want my easy access.' To demonstrate why, he fingered Hermione to orgasm. Hermione bit her lips so as not to make a show, and only whimpered slightly. To any onlookers, it looked like Harry was embracing Hermione as she hung over the sofa's side.

'Harry, Hermione, please sit normally, no reason to destroy the furniture,' Molly admonished them. Hermione hopped on Harry's lap, and it was learned that an unzipped fly plus a bunched up skirt made for a very snug sitting position.

Tonks left Grimmauld Place to get the Lord's quarters ready on August 30 th , but she would return on Sept 1 st as she would be riding the train. The next day was the last Order meeting, and for once Dumbledore and Snape were in attendance. Snape had avoided all meetings after Harry had Kreacher throw him out of the house.

'Harry my boy, or should I say Lord Potter?' Dumbledore asked Harry following the meeting.

'Harry is fine Headmaster,' Harry smiled, Hermione sitting on his lap, and Ginny rubbing his shoulders as she usually did whenever he was sitting anywhere and she was not otherwise busy.

'Thank you Harry. Professor Tonks probably told you, but we've had the old Gryffindor Lord's quarters prepared for you. There will be an entrance in the Gryffindor common room as well as a direct entrance next to the Fat Lady, both of which will be restricted by password to only you, your House, and Professor Tonks as your, erm, guard.'

Harry nodded, that was what Tonks had told him. 'Professor, I have asked Hermione to be my wife, as you are no doubt aware. Will there be a problem if I ask her to be with me?'

Dumbledore hesitated, 'I won't object Harry, and you are within your rights to have your wife or wives and consorts with you. The same applies to young Ms Ginevra, as she has bound herself to you. But I ask you to keep decency in mind, especially among the younger students.'

'Of course sir, and thank you for your understanding.'

'It is the least I could do Harry. I have made my mistakes regarding you in the past, and I can only hope you forgive an old man his foolishness.' Dumbledore stopped Harry's protests with a hand wave, 'I'll ask you for a discussion in my office after we are all settled at Hogwarts if you'll let me, and I'll explain.

'Now for other matters, I need to talk to you about Professor Snape.'

Harry's heckles raised, 'I am not apologising to him.'

'Please Harry, I must ask you to reconsider. Professor Snape is a good man, and he is on our side. He plays an important role in the war – without him we would have no idea what Voldemort is up to!'

'And what exactly has he told you recently then?' the flushed-faced Hermione cut in, 'Professor Snape may be a teacher, but he has been abysmal in his treatment of my Harry and I won't stand for it any longer.'

'Neither will I,' Ginny added. Harry smiled at his girls.

'Professor Snape had a full report for us today,' Dumbledore replied, feeling very uncomfortable. He knew Snape was tough, but if even Hermione -follow-the-rules- Granger was upset with him, maybe it was time he spoke to the man again about toning down his sternness.

'Voldemort has been feeling ill for the entire month, he has been suffering from almost non-stop headaches and phantom pains. None of the Death Eater healers can find out what is wrong. Have you felt anything over your scar recently Harry?'

Harry frowned in thought, 'not at all Professor, not since early July actually. It hasn't been this painless since before my first year.'

'Has anything changed with you Harry that could explain it?' Dumbledore asked.

Harry just hugged Hermione as a reply, 'other than my Hermione, I can't think of a thing, Professor.' Harry then grunted a bit, and Hermione shuddered, falling back against her husband-to-be.

Could Love be the Power-he-knows-not after all? Dumbledore thought, then got up. 'I see. Thank you for your time Harry. All I ask is that you are patient with Professor Snape, rest assured I will speak with him as well.'

And so he left. Hermione carefully stood up and pulled her panties back in place, then knelt down before Harry to clean him. Later that night Harry gave Ginny a quick screw in the trophy room before she had to go to bed, then spent the night making love to Hermione, falling asleep still buried deep inside her. Tomorrow would be the train ride.