Harry finished his shower and was dressed in a school uniform. He headed first to the Tower, and flagged down Hermione, before he went to find Daphne.
"What Harry?" Hermione glared at the Lad.
"Time to call it a night. You and the Lads are to get cleaned up. I need you and Daphne to join me for dinner. The Lads are welcome to follow us or do their own thing. When I get back with Daphne to the 'Manor', I want you dressed or you will be sitting in the corner and not allowed to work… or read for the whole day."
Hermione looked at him in fear, before she started running for the 'Manor'.
Harry chuckled and peered down into the lower levels. "Hey, guys! Calling it a night!"
Lee poked his head out of the hole. "So… now what?"
"I am taking Hermione and Daphne to dinner. What you three until dawn is up to you. One of the Villagers wanted me to inspect his restaurant." Harry turned and walked off.
At the M. A. S. H. (Magical Ambulatory Sanctuary and Hospital.) Tent, Harry straightened his tie, before he ducked in.
The Main Chamber was empty, all the beds made, and the curtains folded and stashed. The office in the far corner had its door open and Harry could hear the whispers of three Witches plotting something.
"Daphne!" He called from the entryway. "May see you please?"
The regal witch appeared in her healer apprentice robes, to look at the neat, but unstylishly dressed wizard. "Milord?"
"I am taking you and Granger to dinner. She has a head start on you, and I threatened her books."
Daphne looked at the lad, before turning to look at the two behind her, before bolting out of the tent.
Tracy shook her head, "Not funny, Milord. Now she is going to be worried about her standing."
"So you and shorty don't want to eat on my sickle?" Harry smiled at her. "Dress is simple stylish. Meet me outside Honeydukes."
Tracy glared at Harry, "Still not funny, but No Slytherin worth her breeding turns down a free meal."
"And no witch turns down free Chocolate." Astoria swatted Tracy's shoulder as she hurried by. "Thank you milord." She raised up on her toes to kiss his cheek, before running out of the tent."
As Harry walked Tracy to the 'Manor', a Grey Guard fell into step behind him.
"Milord. Four Werewolves have arrived at the Tower. What are your orders?"
"Well, as the moon is two weeks out and you did not sound the alarm, I take it that they are either scouts or refugees. If Rosy will serve them, take them to the Three Broomsticks. Otherwise we will have to leave them to Dobby's cooking."
The Hood nodded.
"One minute, Major." Harry stepped close. "I am taking Daphne and Hermione to dinner at a restaurant in the village. I am asking you to dinner tomorrow night. Because you are having to wait an extra night, it will just be you."
The Hood cocked to the side, before it nodded, and turned and walked away.
"And you did not offer Daphne that option?" Tracy raised an eyebrow.
"Says the Witch that doesn't want any chocolate." Harry glared at the lass.
"Point taken." Tracy smiled at the Lad. "Well played my Lord." She walked off, a swing to her hips.
"Witches. They will be the death of me."
[Flashback]
Six witches in their sleep wear gathered in the Medical Wing.
Hermione sighed as she ran her fingers over the scars across the Lad's back. She was dressed in the Jersey Harry wore when he out flew the Dragon, and silk boxers.
"Do you know where he got those?" Susan asked in a soft voice. She was in an off white cotton nightgown.
"Where, I can Guess." The Muggleborn turned to look at her Hostess. "When or why, I have no idea." She sighed. "Let's just say that our plan will prevent him from ever going back."
The six witches gathered around a bed not far from the sleeping wizard as Hermione told the story of the night, four years before.
Daphne and Tracy were wearing sea green silk night dresses. Tori was wearing a jade set of baby dolls.
Luna was in her knickers and, because Ginny insisted, a Harpy's jersey. Ginny was wearing Harry's third year jersey. It was a little tight across her busts.
Hannah was wearing a set of faded red long johns, including the butt flap.
As Hermione finished the story, the girls sighed.
"If that happened last night to me," Sue smirked, "Harry would not be sleeping until dawn."
"Slag." Hannah laughed as she pushed her sister badger.
"And would you not be keeping Neville up if the roles were exchanged?" Susan smirked back.
"That's beside the point." Hannah huffed.
"Heiress Bones." Daphne had gone stiff. "I apologize for dragging the Subject into the open, but I am in a Contract for Line Continuation. It is the reason I followed him out the Door."
Susan stiffened as well. "Heiress Greengrass. My Contract is not for Line Continuation, but I don't believe that my Contracted would force me to abandon my bloodline. House Potter is known for being very flexible in these matters."
"My Contract is with Lord Black." Daphne smiled regally, "The Lord that is within two years of my age."
"Why are you telling us?" Ginny asked.
"They Need Witnesses to their talks." Tracy said.
"And they are trying to ask questions without asking directly." Hermione smiled at the two Purebloods."Especially considering that Sirius Black never received a trial when he went away for the crime of Killing the Potters. And as such, his Heir is set to inherit everything."
"And he has no children…" Ginny began, before her eyes went wide. "But he does have a Godson who he spent the last Summer demanding updates on Everytime Lupin and Tonks returned."
"And Now the Gryffindorks are playing at being Slytherins." Hannah smiled.
"No. Not playing." Tracy glared at the two witches. "Granger holds first ranking in every class but Herbology and Potions. Potions because Snape will never let anyone not of his House hold the first rank. And Longbottom holds the first rank in Herbology. Potter often beats her in DADA, but only because he gets the practical faster and stronger. She should be in Ravenclaw." Tracy huffed. "Now Weasley was sorted before the hat was even on her head. It is possible that if the Hat had rested on her head, it might have sent her our way."
"Does that mean they know who the next Heir to Black is?" Astoria asked.
Daphne, Susan, and Hermione turned as one to look at the sleeping wizard.
"Oh Shit!" Tracy gasped. "No fucking way!"
"And he will be needing a wife for each House." Astoria grinned at Hermione. "With Daffy and Sue needing to continue their House, Tracy can be leveraged into the spot of Lady Black." She cocked her head to the side,"That leaves the post of Lady Potter open between Granger and Weasley."
"Actually it would be better if I wrote to Great Aunt Muriel. If I could get her permission to continue the Prewitt Line, Hermione could be Lady Potter and I could be Lady Prewitt."
The Purebloods all nodded as Hermione looked shocked.
It was at this time that Harry's nightmares began.
Crookshanks wandered in and jumped onto the lads bed. As the half breed cat walked up the Lordling's spine, the twitching settled. The beast circled twice before laying down and working his nails into the human mattress's back. He started to purr as he eased himself into a ball. The witches watched as the wizard eased into deep sleep, with a ball of orange fur sleeping between his shoulder blades.
A soft pop and Dobby appeared at the foot of the bed, before he climbed on to the bed, and with an eye on the witches, crawled into the space between the left arm and the boy's side.
"Ahm." Sue whispered to Hermione, "Is that the Malfoy's Elf? I thought it was weird he was at the Gates when we left Hogwarts."
"Dobby was," Hermione answered softly.
"And did Harry bond him?" Daphne ask.
"No." Hermione was smug, "Dobby is a Free Elf."
"And why not?" Astoria asked with a frown.
"Slavery is wrong."
"And that's why we look down on Muggleborns so much." Daphne sighed. "House Elves are a slave race." She frowned, "It is more of an indentured servitude than true slavery. Most Families treat their Elves as a second class family kind of like the Muggle Nobles of the mid nineteenth century. They were both a part of the family and not."
"Yes, but those paid and had things like medical and vacations."
Tray, who was knowledgeable about both sides, patted Hermione's hand. "They are paid, just not in coin. They are fed, clothed, and sheltered. They are protected from that which hunts them and given a safe place to breed and raise their young."
"So why are they all dressed in rags?"
"It has something to do with the residue of our magic in the cloth." Hannah smiled at the scene of a Wizard sleeping with his elf. "Giving them clothes means that you are cutting them off from your magic."
"What about sick leave?" Hermione asked.
"Nothing baring accidents and assault really harms or inconveniences them." Susan smiled warmly as she called Tully so she could rub the elf's wimpled covered head between her ears. "Between her magic and Family Magic that she feeds on, Tully here will not come to harm unless she is attacked. And for the damage that comes her way, we have magic."
Hermione frowned, "And their need to be Protected? What's hunting them?"
"Nothing anymore." Luna answered. "But when The Elves first entered into service, millenia ago, things like Nundu and Trolls were hunting them. Elf magic could not affect them. The exact breeds of Nundu died out when they could no longer hunt elves. And trolls forgot that Elves are food."
"Just how long have they been serving?"
"Humans were just learning to use steel." Hannah sighed, as she reached over and scratched under a floppy elf ear. "Elf ownership has become a tradition on both sides. To the point that Tully here needs House Bones more than the House needs her. So she will do anything for Susan and suffer anything to protect her bond."
"So Dobby wanting to be free…" Hermione did not finish her question.
"Wanting to be Free?" Astoria asked, "Or to be Free of Malfoy? There is a difference."
Hermione frowned in thought before turning to the elf cuddling with the wizard. "Dobby, are you awake?"
"What does Master Harry Potter's Grangy want?" One eye opened to peer at her.
"Are you bonded to Harry?"
The Elf shifted in discomfort. "Not completely. The Great Wizard Harry Potter has not performed the ritual, but has not rebuffed Dobby either."
"And if you had the chance to bond with Harry?" Hermione asked.
Suddenly the elf was hugging her shin as he bounced. "Please. Ask the Great Wizard Harry Potter to bond Dobby!" The Elf squeed loudly.
Harry shifted in his sleep and Dobby popped back to his spot and burrowed back into the crook of the arm. Harry calmed once more.
"Dobby is leaching Harry's magic like that." Luna spoke softly. "Harry Potter's core is strong, but his well is overflowing. The Elf leeches the overflow, and with the Scar damaged, his full power is now released. In fact, he will need to take more elves to help with the overflow."
"Is Dobby mated?" Tully asked softly, her head leaning on Susans knee as her eyes were on the Elf in the Wizard's embrace.
"No." Hermione frowned at the Elf nearest her. "Are you wanting a permanent mating or just a breeding male?"
Tully snapped about to look at the Muggleborn Witch. "How would that work?"
"Kind of like what Susan is doing with Potter. Using the male to continue her bloodline, but allowing other females to use him too. As of tomorrow before he leaves for the Bank, Potter will be bonding with Dobby. Should you so desire, ask Regent Bones to approach Harry about breeding rights. Harry will ask Dobby if he is willing."
Tully nodded, as she grinned to herself.
"You should not have done that." Astoria smirked at Hermione. "While Luci might not have treated her properly, he would have made sure Dobby was of the highest pedigree possible. A status thing."
Hannah huffed. "Dobby was a wedding gift from Narcissia to Lucius. Mother is a gossip of the same class as Lavender Brown, but she makes sure that she only passes on the correct gossip not rumor."
Daphne looked at the Wizard sleeping soundly. "Okay ladies. Bed time. I am sleeping next to Potter as his healer, where the rest of you end up is up to you. Lights out in five minutes."
(Tully scampered off to finish her duties before she would tuck herself into her den. If she was going to be taking a male into her den, she would need to enlarge it. If she was going to share him … she would need to have it large enough to hold all of her mates.)
As the witches settled into their beds, Hermione raised an eyebrow as Luna and Ginny shared a cot as did Tracy and Astoria. Hannah and Susan just pushed two beds together and shared the blankets. (Hannah first shed her long johns.) Hermione noticed that she was a natural blond.
She settled on the side of Daphne from Harry.
Sleep claimed her before the lights went out.
LBDLP FB
Morning found Harry limping down to the Dining room with Help from Hermione.
Lady Healer Greengrass had looked the Lad over and cleared him to get up. "The reweaving of the thigh has cost you about an inch of tissue. It will take a week or two for you to regain it. Walking will stretch the tissue, but it will hurt and tire you out quickly. Listen to Daphne as she keeps an eye on you. She can not prescribe pain meds, but she can administer them if I prescribe them." She turned and handed a box of vials to her daughter. "He gets one per night, they are laced with a dreamless sleep draft. They should ease his nights."
"Last night he was quiet." Daphne took the box, and placed it in her own Gladstone bag. "But he had Granger's Kneazle between his shoulder blades and the freed Malfoy Elf under his arm."
Annebelle-lynn hummed to herself. "And his Core?"
"Lovegood said something about his core overflowing." Daphne frowned. "Please check his scar on his face."
As Annebelle-lynn ran her wand over Harry's face. "Well that explains a few things. Whatever was in the scar that was making it such a large curse scar was feeding on his core. While the curse is gone, it burned the scar from his brow to jaw. He will always have this new scar."
Harry's eyes flashed acid green in anger, causing his scar to flash green.
Both healers stepped back.
"That's new." Daphne spoke softly."His eyes would often flare when he is taking Draco apart, but for it to spread to his scar…"
"Daughter, as soon as you get your coven together, breed him." Lady Greengrass hissed."His power is raw and pure. Also get him as many House Elves as possible. He needs to be leeched as often as possible." Her wand tapped Harry's nose. "As for you Mister, no wandwork unless it is an emergency. If you can, I would advise learning wandless casting. Using your wand will be like cracking the lid on a sealed cauldron over a fire."
Harry hissed and rubbed his left wrist.
"Your spells will be overpowered, and by a magnitude of unknown proportion. A simple candle lighting charm could unleash a torrent of fire larger and hotter than fiend fire."
"Okay. While Hermione is raiding the bookstore, I will look up wandless casting." Harry stood and began to get dressed, completely ignoring the fact that he was nude in front of two witches.
Annebelle-lynn looked over the body of her Daughters Contracted. "Morgana's teats, you are one lucky Bitch. Your Father is only half that size."
Harry stumbled as Hermione snorted from where she was standing.
Once Harry was dressed, Hermione Walked him down as the two Healers shared things that Harry didn't need to know.
In the Dining room, Harry was surprised when he saw two Wizards he did not know. He was introduced to Cyrus Greengrass and Theodore Edward Tonks.
"Call me Ted." Tonks was a balding chubby wizard. "I am a Law-wizard. While I practice more in the muggle world, as most do not like that I am a muggleborn. I am well versed in the law, and if I lose a case, I am not afraid to yell that I lost because of who my grandparents were."
"Call Cy." Greengrass had a firm grip and a tight Van Dyke mustache and beard. "I am a Lord in Wizengamot, heading the Grey Faction. I would like to talk to you about the Potter Proxiship."
"And depending on how things go with the Bank, you might have to shoulder the Black Proxy as well." Harry grinned at the guy, "Unless Ted wants it?"
Hermione glares at the Lad. "Harry, what are you talking about?"
"Floo call Headquarters. Ask Moony if Padfoot can join me for walkies." Harry returned her glare. "I know you know the address and password."
Hermione huffed but left the room.
Susan glared at the Lad, "You are pretty free with my House."
"Apologies Milady." Harry bowed at the shoulders. "I was under the impression that the Witches contracted to me would rather get it settled today if possible."
"You will be making it up to me."
Cyrus frowned at the Lad. "Are you saying that you are contracted to my Daughter?"
"More like she is saying that I am Contracted to her." Harry eased into a chair at the table near Susan. "Both you and Healer Tonks want to talk to Lupin's friend."
"Call me Andi or Aunt Andi, Dear." The Healer smiled at him.
He nodded at her.
Five minutes later Hermione returned with a Wizard in patched robes, and a Grim trotting at his heel.
When the Grim spotted Harry he bounded over and tackled the boy to the floor and started licking his face.
Hermione gave a shrill whistle which caused the Grim to look at her. "I told you that Harry was attacked last night, and to not be rough with him. Knocking him to the floor is too rough!"
"Ah Hermione." Astoria frowned, "That's just a dumb dog."
"Dumb, I would agree with you on." Hermione sneered at the sheepishly cowering beast. "But he is not just a Dog, but a Grim."
Hannah gasped. "Third year Divination! Trellony said that he was being stalked by the Grim!"
Harry finally pushed the Grim aside and climbed to his feet. "Yes, she is a true seer, and everything. But she is like Luna, she has no filter. So she drinks and interprets everything in its darkest context. I did have a Grim stalking me, and death was rising it's coattails, but I was not in danger from Padfoot."
"Padfoot?" Director Bones spoke up. She was taking her time getting to the office this morning. "That was your Father's Familiar. A Grim, but he hated Black. You never saw one with the other."
Hermione snorted.
Bones snapped her fingers under the table, "Come here, Padfoot." The Grim stepped away from beside Harry and laid his head on her lap for her to scratch his head and milk his ears. The stress that a good night's sleep could not get rid of, melted from her face and shoulders.
Healer Tonks frowned at the signs of Stress relief that the Director was showing, "Director, I think you should call in and take a personal day. You are going to be Hounded today by the Minister to find his Toad by raking up every stone, carpet, and secret in Hogwarts. She is not going to be available for anything beyond observation for another sixty hours."
"Bitch had it coming, Making students write lines in their own blood!" Harry hissed.
That brought Amelia's chin up as she continued to milk the soft fluffy ear leathers.
Cyrus looked at everybody in the room."So, are we going to talk about the Nundu in the room?"
Every human turned to look at him.
"Talk about what?" Asked Ted.
"The fact that Sirius Black has his face in Director Bones' lap?"
Amelia froze, as everyone else looked at her. She slowly looked down at the soft grey eyes looking up at her with love and adoration. "You Son of a Bitch!"
Padfoot scrambled to hide behind Harry's chair, where he shifted to Human form. "You should know, you met her during that green goose case."
"And you Mister Potter!" She pointed her wand at him, "Protecting the man who helped murder your parents!"
"One he is innocent." Harry bolted to his feet.
"And Two, you were there with Baby Susan and as Frank and Alice were there with Baby Neville. I swore that I would treat Baby Harry as if he was mine!"
Amelia rocked back on her heels before her nose started to bleed and she grabbed her head.
Andi was at her side and eased her to her seat. A wand waved over the Director caused the Healer to hiss. "Good work, you Mutt!" The Healer hissed at her cousin, "You caused her to blow a level three memory seal." She turned to the side. "Elf, your Mistress needs three fingers of whiskey, neat."
A tumbler of golden liquor appeared in front of the Regent.
Andi put the glass in Amelia's hand. "Drink this. It will help with the pain and not leave you stoned. Looks like you are not going to work today. I am calling it. You will spend the day with your Healer."
"Oh, she is going to be working." Ted spoke up. "She is handling House Business and investigating the Whereabouts of Sirius Black. That way if anything happens while we are out and about, she will be on hand to witness it and to take any legal action needed."
"She is also watching Harry Potter, in case he is thinking about attacking the Ministry and the People of Britain." Hermione sighed. "After all, Our Lord is labeled a Dark Wizard, and fulfills three of the primary needs to declare himself a Dark Lord. Of Course he won't until the Ministry forces him to do so."
Bones sipped her whiskey. "Tully, I need parchment and a quill." As the items appeared before her, she took up the quill and scratched out a quick note.
Shacklebolt
Taking the day off for Health and House Business.
Keep the Toad's whereabouts off the books. I will look into it personally when I get back.
If asked, I am following up on a lead about Black.
Cover for me, and Allow Rufus to take the lead in Searching Hogwarts for the Toad. Be sure to ask the other teachers about things.
Include Dawlish and Hammer. Hammer because she will find everything, and Dawlish because he will run back to Fudge and squeal like the rat he is."
D. oDMLE
A. Bones
She cast a quick dry on the parchment and passed the scroll to Tully. "Give this Black Bolt." Tully popped away.
Ted frowned, "Black Bolt?" Ted asked, "As in the Marvel Comics?"
"Shacklebolt." Amelia smiled. "Tully calls him Black Bolt."
Harry nodded."Dobby calls McGonagall Professor Kitty and Albus Professor Whiskers."
"That reminds me." Hermione put her fork down. "Mister Potter, I need you to call for Dobby. You will be Bonding with him now."
Harry frowned at her but did as asked. The Little Guy attacked his left knee squeezing in joy.
"Dobby!" Harry had to speak sharply," Settle down or I can not bond with you." the Elf froze.
Cyrus smiled at the Lad. "Your first Bonding?"
"Yes Sir."
"Place your palm on his head. Reach for your Magic…"
"STOP!" The Greengrass Healers cried as they rushed into the room.
Annebelle-lynn drew her wand and cast a spell at Harry three times, before releasing her held breath."Now, reach for your core… describe it to us."
Harry with his eyes closed, "I am seeing a fire, burning bright and hot."
"Good. Now the Tricky part, reach into the fire and pull out a flame the size of a candle burning in the window." Elle whispered to him. "Got it?"
"Yes." Harry giggled, "It tickles. Kind of like Hermione's Blue bell flame spell."
"Good. Now picture that flame running down your Arm and into the Elf's head. Try to trickle it slowly. And repeat after my Husband."
Cyrus raised an eyebrow before speaking the bonding ritual.
Harry parroted him perfectly as he tried to trickle the power into Dobby's head. As Harry spoke the words, Dobby's health improved. He grew an inch taller and a full half stone in mass.
When Tully returned to her Mistress with a scroll, she froze when she caught sight of Dobby. "Miss Su-su, ask! Tully demands you Ask!" The Elf almost screamed at Susan.
Amelia frowned at the Elf as she took the scroll from the clenched fist. "Just what are you to be asking… Su-su?"
Hannah snickered.
"Harry Potter, now that Dobby is your Elf, certain Rights and Responsibilities come with the bond. Now I am being asked in very harsh terms that you led Dobby to me for the purpose of Breeding Tully."
Harry rubbed the head that was still quivering in his palm. "Is this to be a once and done thing, will Tully be the only Elf Dobby will be servicing, and then there is the question of the children."
Dobby spoke quietly from Harry's knee. "Children are in the mother's care until they are five years old, then they join the Parents taking care of the Family."
"So that means every witch I am going to marry must have a personal elf." Harry nods.
Granger cleared her throat. "And just where am I to get an Elf, Mister Potter?"
Harry just glared at her."Winky. Either you bond her or I do. And with my magic control, I am likely to burn the beer out of her, but not cure her." He removed his hand from Dobby's head, "Or worse. I kill her."
"Dobby." Hermione spoke slowly."Would you fetch Winky for me? I need her to stop drinking before I attempt to bond with her.
Dobby vanished only to return in less than five seconds. He stumbled on re-entry. "Dobby change name to Zoomer."
Tully clucked her tongue at his joke. "As long as Tully arrives before Zoomer."
Hermione snorted.
"Hey Dobby, Do me a Favor, put Winky on Hermione's bed and if Tully will watch her, I could use your help with any shopping and such that my Witches will be doing on my sickle, and if Tully wants to abuse you tonight, I can handle Dinner and Breakfast." Tully moved to take care of Winky before the humans could blink.
"Dobby, you dog!" Sirius dropped to one knee to slap palms with the Elf. "I will get you chocolates for her and an ice pack for you." He stood up and looked at the assembled people. "So, Padfoot was promised Walkies." He shimmed into Grim shape.
"Okay." Harry leaned on the table. "I need Padfoot and the Tonks for House Black Business, and if what I think I remember from last night is correct, Greengrass for the contract written by Malfoy. I will need Bones for the Contract she has with Potter. Hermione and Tracy can hit the bookstore. Ginny and Luna are to head to Luna's and do an article on what happened last night. Just write it. We will meet back here tonight with the Director's permission. Otherwise I will need to make arrangements." Harry sighed, "Moony, where are you going?"
Remus held up his leash. "When James died, he instructed me to look after his Familiar, the Grim known to James's friends and family as Padfoot."
Amelia Bones stood. "Other than the Business needed to be discussed with House Potter, I am noticing that I am feeling more relaxed from the five minutes I had with that Son of a Bitch then I have been in the last five years. I also have Business to Speak with House Black. If Lord Potter is okay with everyone being in the same room…"
"I will need an oath that what happens in the bank stays in the bank." Harry crossed his arms.
"Done." Exclaimed the witches.
"Ted and I will work out the wording for the Oath before any business is discussed." Cyrus sighed. "Will you be wanting the option to allow us to know and or speak about what is discussed today at a later time?"
"Yes." Hermione spoke. "You will want the option down the road, Harry."
"Make it so." Harry said. "Now I step through the Floo in Fifteen minutes. I am thinking of either stew and Fresh Bread or Steaks and Baked Potatoes for dinner."
"Dragon steak." Lupin stated,
"Twice baked Potatoes." Hermione smirked at Harry.
"Okay," Harry sighed. "Dobby, I will need a two pound to two and a half pound steak for each person. About half to a quarter inch thick. A potato the size of two of my fists for each, and five pounds each, of Sausage, Cheddar and Swiss."
TBC