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Tonks came into the room, she saw Astoria lying next to me, she said, "Brat, silencing spells next time."

I shrugged, "It is nothing that you haven't heard before, what is the big deal?"

Tonks grinned, "Oh, I heard it plenty, the parents downstairs, however…"

Crap!

20 Prophesies?

I groaned, "Cyrus is going to neuter me if he finds out I defiled his little girl."

Astoria protested, "Hey! I am sixteen now! That is months older than Daphne! I want to stay sixteen that is way better than sitting apart and watching the other girls have fun with You. Besides, I said I want to live my life, not being a greenhouse flower."

Tonks shrugged, "Tell that to your Dad, Tory, but take a shower first, Sirius has the sense of smell of a dog… the Ears too."

Astoria huffed and went to her room. I showered and went downstairs, the crowd was divided, the Mothers-in-law were mildly worried, the wives were grinning, the Dads-in-law had a frosty glare on their faces, especially Cyrus Greengrass. Why do you ask? His baby girl de-aged back to her almost fourteen-year-old body.

I sighed, "Tonks has no doubt reported that the Rituals succeeded, the Burning Soul Curse is activated and will no doubt hurt him already."

I looked up to Aunty Amelia, "I have been thinking, that Dark Mark on the Death Eaters' arms, they will suffer too if there is a Soul connection with Tom. Can you check that out, please?"

Madam Bones asked, "You think they have a Soul connection, Harry?"

I nodded, "That is why Riddle is so strong, I guess that Mark is a slave brand, I bet he can siphon power from it when he is attacking with them."

"So, you bonded with everyone," said Cyrus Greengrass softly, he glared at me, "and again with my little Princess this morning, did you?"

I held my hand up and argued, "That Little Princess still had the body of a sixteen-year-old, more, your Princess woke me up… I'll shut up now."

The mothers blushed, the girls giggled, the Dads frowned, Sirius got his thumbs up in approval, and Tonks was laughing out loud, "Finally the Brat knows when to shut up! Lord Greengrass, I can testify that Miss Astoria initiated this morning's activities, she did have her sixteen-year-old body at the time."

Hmm? A peeping Tonks? Meh, I am hungry, we skipped breakfast so we had a big lunch. The girls reported on the Rituals, they downplayed the actions a bit, especially Hannah, she was not ready to tell her dad that she came from a few slaps on her ass. When they told them that the second Ritual was done naked, nobody asked for a Memory… thank Merlin for that.

Mr. Granger asked, "Now that you are Magically Married, what are your plans with Hermione?"

I looked up from my plate and asked, "Can we keep that Married part quiet? Just being engaged should be enough, we can marry officially in a few years from now. My plans? Getting my OWLS this school year, my NEWTS in the following years. At the moment we are setting my new businesses straight and starting some new ones soon. I plan to get very rich, seven wives cost a lot."

Aunty Bones nodded, "We planned to do that, Harry. Tell me, why did you make Susan a target for the Death Eaters? Tonks reported that all the ideas came from you."

I shrugged, "Susan got that reputation in Diagon Alley all by herself. She plans to go into politics, this was a chance for her to grow in a leadership role. Rallying the students was done by Susan, the organizing part was Susan's, the executing part was all Susan's. Maybe I thought of the idea, Susan and Hannah did the rest. I bet Luna helped with it too."

Luna smiled dreamily, You can read all about it in the Quibbler when the next edition comes out. It was fun. My visions of Malfoy's Dungeons are gone now. Astoria, three or four now."

Astoria fist pumped, "Yes! I am getting rid of that Blood Curse!"

Cyrus head snapped at Astoria, "What do you mean Tori?"

"Harry found a Ritual to remove that Malediction," was her happy answer.

At the looks of everyone I told them, "I am still searching for better ways, so far I have read two books from Salazar Slytherin that are brushing on that subject. The book Thousand Ways To Remove Spells, Hexes and Curses' by Apollo Aries Black has a ritual, I haven't given up on finding better ways though."

My Mail came up, Aunty Bones reported, "Dumbledore had a double Mail redirection set up, so he could control who was allowed to send mail to Harry. One of the triggers is that Harry must have talked to them for longer than a half hour. That ruled all but a few out. We removed the second Mail block too now."

Wtf? They took off with my wives! Where is my bloody honeymoon? Aren't we allowed to shag day and night for two weeks? Not old Guy, that poor sod had to wait for almost a week, the wife got her periods… Bloody Hell! So are mine! No, only Hermione, Susan, and Hannah, I have to check with the others. Bloody complicated, pun intended.

Xxxxx

I spent the rest of the day unloading my apartment trunk in an empty storage room, I told Kreacher, Dobby, and Winky, "First check on harmful spells or potions. You can discard normal Letters, letters with dangerous spells, or cursed items that have to be put aside and let Tonks and Jones inspect them. We keep hand-drawn cards, they must be kept apart in a room, the toys and presents must be sorted into Magical and normal. Tonks can donate the normal toys to a charity organization."

I looked at the three elves, "Most of all, take your time for it, there is no rush to have it done as fast as possible. If you see something interesting report it to Tonks and Jones."

Sirius came to say goodbye, "Pup, I am leaving you in good hands, if you want to talk to me use the mirror I gave you last Thursday. Remember, nine o'clock here is five o'clock there, so call me in the afternoon. Have fun with the wives, Pup."

"Have fun too, Sirius, don't do anything I would not do." I said with a smile, "But then again, I am doing a lot lately."

Rolling his eyes, Sirius activated his portkey. Tonks saw him leave, "That mangy dog had better visited a Mind Healer instead of running away from his problems. He put them all on your shoulders you know."

I shrugged, "I knew that in advance, he gave me free rein to do what I wanted with the Black accounts."

Tonks's head snapped to me, "So, you set that Trust Vault up for me? Mum thought it was Sirius' doing."

I nodded, "Malfoy has been draining the trust vaults for years, I filled yours with the Galleons he gave to pay off the rest of the loans from his buddies. I set it up that the contents of that Vault will serve as your Dowry."

Tonks shook her head, "That is too much, Harry, that is almost a half million Galleons! I can not accept that."

"In a way you must, Tonks," I argued, "You have more Black Blood in your veins than I do. Say thank you Harry and give me a hug."

Xxxxx

The next morning a well shagged boy, me, got dropped at the gate at eight o'clock by Dobby. One by one the others got transported here, Winky delivered Hermione and Luna as the last ones. I opened the gate and we walked in. In the Great Hall, we moved to our House tables and started breakfast.

Halfway through breakfast, I heard, "Hem hem, where have you been yesterday, Mr. Potter?"

I looked up and shrugged, "Out, professor, I had some issues to deal with."

"What issues might those be, Mr. Potter?" she asked with her annoying voice, "You know that children are not allowed to leave the castle unsupervised."

I smiled, "Then you may rest assured that we left with adult company, Professor. The issues however are private. Thank you for worrying for us though, it is much appreciated."

She did not give up, "Granger is a muggleborn she is not allowed to leave that castle without her Magical Guardian. Professor Sinistra reported that she did not get a notice of Granger's absence, she will be expelled for leaving without permission."

I smiled at her, "Your care for Miss Granger is commendable, Professor, most of the Professors ignore Muggleborn or downright abuse them. But as I said, rest assured, we got permission from the Headmistress. Moreover, Miss Granger is under House Potter and House Slytherin's protection as a ward. Therefore her Magical Guardians are Lady Abbot and Lady Davis. I am pleased that you are so pro-Muggleborn."

I continued with my breakfast, when I looked back up, she sat back in her chair stabbing at her bangers, it must be some symbolic act.

Hermione softly said, "She is going to be trouble, I bet she is picturing you, on the way she is stabbing those poor bangers."

I cringed, "Hermione, don't give me phantom pains. Merlin knows what body part she is picturing."

Sinistra handed us our class schedules, "Welcome back, Mr. Potter, Miss Granger. Headmistress Sprout notified me of your absence. I hope your issues are finished?"

Hermione nodded, "They are, Professor. We can focus on our education now."

Hmm, Herbology first with the Snakes, then naptim… no Bins is sacked, History it is with the Puffs, and Charms in the afternoon with the Claws the houses are well mixed. Ah, goody, we had Dada with the Snakes yesterday, a week without the pink lady is good news.

When we walked to Greenhouse Five, Neville walked next to us, "Thank you, Harry, you saved us a lot of trouble last Friday."

I looked sideways at Neville, "You know that this was Susan's doing, right?"

Neville nodded, "But it was your idea said that Auror Guard, you suspected an ambush. So thank you, Harry."

Well, that one reads the paper with his brain connected to his eyes, "You are welcome, Neville, just don't make a big fuss out of it, I am glad the attention is on someone else for once."

In Greenhouse Five, we teamed up with Daphne and Tracey, "My lovely Ladies! Are you ready to face the wonders of Nature? To witness how the most wonderful plant life can come from stinking Dragon dung? The wonders of life never cease to amaze me."

Daphne glared at me, "Those facts of life were told to Astoria and me yesterday, Harry! Four long embarrassing Hours about the wonders of Nature, Harry! If we have some spare time tonight I will explain the wonders of teenage pregnancies and childcare to you. That is the third time I got The Talk, Harry!"

Hermione sighed, "You too? I thought I was the only one that got another lecture. That was so embarrassing."

Tracey commented, "I suppose we all got the 'No Babies before twenty' lecture. Now that those rituals are done, they can guilt trip us to be more restrained."

When the three of them looked at me, I said, "Sirius said to have fun with the wives."

Daphne silently cursed, "So unfair!"

Sprout came in to let us focus on Dung, we better pay attention, this year counts double. Anyway, we had an enjoyable class, when class was over, I stayed behind and told Sprout, "It will not take long now, both rituals were a success."

Sprout smiled, "I am glad to hear that, Mr. Potter. Thank you."

Xxxxx

History was a breath of fresh air, no more Goblin revolutions, the sad part? We will get the OWL exam from the ICW. Botox told us, "We will discuss History on a Global scale this year, I know it will be a big change for the OWL and NEWT Years, you have to catch up on what you missed all these years."

With a flick of his wand, he handed out a parchment with a list of books, "I made certain that these books are available for all students in the library. I also made Madam Pince let students take no more than two books out of the library and let them return within four days. That is to prevent hoarding the books and prevent other students from reading them."

He looked around, "I suggest the students that are wealthy buy the books, that will release the pressure on the Library books."

He smiled, "Now that is over, who can tell me who were the worst Dark Lords of the last thirty years?"

Zacharias Smith walked into the trap with his eyes wide open, "You Know Who was the only Dark Lord, Sir."

Professor Botox shook his head, "I don't know Who you are talking about, but the last thirty years had five Dark Lords, which one do you mean, Mr…?"

Smith shook his head, "Zacharias Smith, Sir. There was only one Dark Lord, Sir, You Know Who was as bad as Grindelwald."

I raised my hand, "Sir, we are from Britain, so we all suffer from tunnel vision, we all think that if it is not happening on this island, then it is not important. The only one we know of is Tom Riddle also known as Voldemort and You Know Who. I am curious who the others are though."

Professor Botox smiled, "Ah, his name is Tom Riddle, I did not know that, well, the worst was Ye Hong from China and his successor Mu Yang, both were responsible for terrorizing a region as big as Europe and each killed almost fifty thousand wizards and Witches, they also killed over a hundred thousand No-Mags masked as natural disasters. Lord Aladdin, changes identity every few years and is responsible for most of the wars in the Middle East. The fourth one we call Moufasa Kenbo from the Congo region, he loves to poke civil wars and is responsible for the death of thousands of Wizards and Witches and caused over fifty thousand No-Mags to die."

Professor Botox shrugged, "Your Voldemort is fifth, with less than ten thousand Wizards and Witches killed and less than ten thousand No-Mags, he is not high up in the ranking I'm afraid," He looked at Smith, "What Voldemort did in this Country is terrible, but he limited himself to first trying to conquer Britain before he branched out. He could be a terrible Lord if he went to the main continent with his pureblood propaganda. Now that he has a new body, he can go a few ranks higher but I doubt it. These Dark Lord types usually are their own worst enemy."

Xxxxx

We went to our quarters to drop our book bags, Hannah complained, "Yesterday was the worst! Even Peggy gave me The Talk and anti-conception spells again."

Susan grumbled, "Well they don't have to worry this week, my periods are about to start."

Luna skipped into the room, humming a happy tune, Hannah asked, "Luna? Did your father give you the talk too?"

Luna nodded, "He did, he showed me specialized Muggle Magazines about that, they are quite detailed, I have a stack of them in my trunk, Penthouse and Playboy are very detailed, they explain everything with live situations and pictures," she looked apologetic at me, "Daddy did not have one for boys, Harry."

Should I tell her? Or is she messing with my mind? I doubt they are educational, Dudley had some of those and is not a fan of learning.

Xxxxx

At Dinner, Sprout introduced her newest Professor, "Before we start Dinner, let me present your new Potion Professor, Hans Gruber from Germany, he has his NEWTs from Durmstrang and received his Mastery from Madame Rousseau the number One Potion Mistress from France. Because the British Potion Guild feels somewhat responsible for the previous Potion Professor's bad teaching, they sponsor the new textbooks for every student. That is all, enjoy your meal."

I chuckled, "That will rub Umbitch the wrong way, one from Brazil, one from MACUSA, and now one from Germany, count a half Goblin in the mix and she will throw a tantrum this week."

Hermione shook her head, "No, she knows she is on thin ice now that Fudge is gone, I bet she is going to try her best to teach now."

Neville heard Hermione and commented, "Then she will have to change fast, we spent two hours reading that book yesterday, no explanations, no wand work at all. When we asked how we were going to do our practical exams without practicing a single spell, she said if we learn the theory it will come to us with no problem."

He sighed, "Imagine me doing a spell the first time on my Owl exams? I can hardly do one after two weeks of practice."

Hah, I remember, the wand from Dad, let's see if I can change his mind, "I know that you are using an old wand, you once told me it was your Dad's? Wands stay loyal to their owners for a long time and hardly work if they are still alive. The only time you can let a strange wand work for you is if you win it in a fight. Killing the previous owner will force that wand to accept you as Master."

Neville whispered, "Harry, it's my Dad's wand."

I looked at him, "Oh? How long ago did he die?"

Neville had tears in his eyes, "You don't understand, my Dad is still alive. Gran said using my Dad's wand will help me be as good as him."

I shook my head, "Listen, Neville, you have three choices, One, buy a new wand, Two, kill your Father, Three, do nothing and cripple your Education. My advice? Buy a new wand, seven Galleons will not ruin you. Look in the library for books about wand lore, and to be honest, is your Gran using an old wand herself?"

Kill your Dad Nev! Solid advice from Harry Freaking Potter! I bet I woke him up with that kick in the ass. Hmm, I mentioned it at Aunty Bones last month, she must have said that to Gran.

I asked, "Neville? I remember telling Madam Bones that you are using an old wand, she told me she was going to talk some sense into Augusta. She is your Gran isn't she?"

Neville nodded, "I'll write to Gran tonight, thank you Harry."

I grinned, "If you want to freak Olivander out, tell him that you dreamed about a wand made from Cherry wood and a core from a unicorn tail hair from a feisty mare."

Xxxxx

My nights are without any action, it seems that Witches are more in tune with Nature and their monthly cycle follows the real moon cycle. So starting from the Full Moon, I have seven girls with cramps. On top of that, those girls got 'The Talk' a day before, so they are extra cranky.

I filled that void with homework and researching Rituals, the RoR provided books from Salazar on demand, and I devoured them, my Parselmagic advanced with leaps. The Practice dummies in the chamber and the workout equipment are priceless, yes, I am still on my buff schedule, two times a day working out, a §Recuperate!§ and I am back in shape to go deep again. What others need a year for, I do it in a month.

Weekend! After a week in Hell, the periods were done, to release my stress, I freaked Sibyl Trelawney out during divination on Friday afternoon, yeah, no Rune class for me, those Rituals took all my time to study, I used a spell to make my voice hoarse, a small sonorus and a bad rhyme was all I needed to predict the future, with my eyes wide open looking to a point high up the wall, I made my Prophecy:

The Days of the Dark One are Numbered!

The Old Ways are used to pave our Future!

The Burning of the Soul will free the Sheep!

The Old Fraud will be judged!

The Master of Death will Lead!

Only he can be trusted!

The Master of Death will Lead The Way!

Now shake my head, a silent §Finite§ and pretend to snap out of it, "What are you looking at?"

OK… that was over the top, I got stamped as the new Seer! The one to go to if you want to see a glimpse of your Future. Lavender and Parvati are true believers. The annoying part? They were burning incense sticks around me, the same Sibyl used during my prophecy.

Xxxxx

When curfew was called, the girls gathered around me, Hermione glared at me, "Explain, Harry!"

I shrugged, "I was a bit stressed, so I made a Prophesy. It is quite simple really, a spell to make your voice hoarse, a small sonorus, and with some theatrics, you can make as many as you want."

I grinned, "I plan to make one about a Pink Toad on Monday."

Luna shook her head, "Harry, you are going to give Seers a bad reputation, are you serious you want to do that?"

I protested, "Luna, one word, Trelawney! Do I need to say more? Ah! I know you can see possible futures, and your words indicate that my actions will kick me in the ass, but I am so tired to hear her predict my death every time she sees my face."

Luna kept on looking at me with a sad face, I caved in, "Ok, little Seer, what do I have to do to make things right?"

Luna smiled brightly, "Shag all of us, that will chase the Wrackspurts away! They have been gathering around your head all week."

"You know what," said Hannah, "We did not try the bathtub this week. It is big enough for all of us."

The tub was filled in record time, like the prefects bath, we could add all kinds of bubbles, I commented, "That is the only reason to be a prefect, that bath is huge! I wonder if they have a schedule or make it one joined occasion. This tub is about one-third the size of that one, and you can almost swim in this one."

"Focus, Hubby," came Luna's voice, "Your wives need your Pego in their Pussies."

Hannah said, "I'll go first, we reverse the order from last week. Get busy, Husband."

I grabbed her and let her face the side of the pool and bend her forward, "Hands on the edge slut, spread your legs, Daphne, sit in front of her and let this slut eat your cunt, Hermione, Luna, each take a side and work on this slut's tits, while I do this."

I shoved Little Dude inside with one rough stroke and went berserk on her, just the way she likes it, "Daphne grab her hair and push her where you want that tongue, Luna! Not so gentle, Hannah wants it brutal and rough, and that is what this slut wants. Now pinch those nipples!"

Ten minutes later, Hannah went over the edge, she screamed into Daphne's pussy, making Daphne ride a buzz of her own. "Susan, you are up, do you want to try this position too?"

One by one they wanted the same, not the brutal Hannah way, but not the soft and cuddly way either. Astoria protested loudly when she got nothing more than a good snog, "Daphne said, "You made a Vow, Tory, remember, snogging until fourteen and a half and no penetration until you are fifteen. There is no way around it. Aging potions are dangerous if you take them too many times."

Hermione commented, "Polyjuice is not dangerous, Moody got impersonated for almost a whole year with Polyjuice," Hermione looked at Daphne and Astoria closely, "Last week you could be twins with that aging potion, Polyjuice as Daphne."

Hermione argued further, "Look, she did this earlier, so there is a precedent for it, she experienced making love, and waiting a year for it will frustrate her completely. I brewed Polyjuice before, I can do it again, that way you are certain of the quality."

Astoria pleaded, "Please, Daffy, say yes, once a week, please? Pretty please?"

Daphne sighed, "Alright, only when Hermione brews the Polyjuice and you know, brewing Polyjuice takes a month."

Astoria hugged Daphne, "Sis, you are the best! I want to be Hannah too, and Susan! Can I be Harry?"

I asked Hermione, "Who recommended Polyjuice again?"

Hermione sighed, "We created a monster."

Xxxxx

Monday Morning! Dada time! We entered the classroom and sat down, Pinky sat behind her desk and shook her head, "That is no way to come into class, you are behaving like uncivilized paupers."

I stood up and said, "I agree, we have to come inside in pairs holding hands. I learned that in Muggle kindergarten we had to hold hands or we get lost on the way. Then we have to wish the teacher good morning, all together, of course, that is the Muggle way. I am surprised you want us to follow Muggle customs, Professor Umbridge. Guys! All together! Good morning Professor Umbridge!"

I sat down and said, "We will do better next week, Professor."

"Ten points from Gryffindor! Detention Mr. Potter! I will not be mocked!" she fumed "After dinner in my quarters!"

I acted surprised, "Where did I mock, Professor? I praised your teaching attitude and your adaptation of Muggle methods."

"Twenty points from Gryffindor and a week of detentions! Mr. Potter! I will not tolerate to be compared with Muggle filth." fumed Umbridge.

I shrugged, "Alright, I am sorry, but for your information, Professor, most Muggles have bathrooms in their homes, they wash themselves regularly. Finding a filthy Muggle is hard these days."

"Wands away and book open on chapter two! I don't want to hear a sound!" said Umbridge while she glared at me.

I opened the book, and read the rubbish, hmm I'll ask a question, I raised my hand, when she did not react, I tried her way, "Hem hem… hem hem… hem hem hem… hem Hem HEM! Hemehemehemehem…"

She could not ignore me anymore, "Mister Potter! Stop disrupting my class! Ten points from Gryffindor!"

"But professor, I want to ask a question and I could not find another way to get your attention. I wanted to know when you are going to teach us spells?" I protested, "After all, this is a Magic school, not a Muggle one is it?"

"There is no need to use spells here! If you study the books hard enough you will pass your OWLS with no problem!" declared Umbridge.

"Oh? Did you develop this new method yourself, Professor? Because you got a Poor on your Dada OWL and you never took your NEWT… It could work! We will try your new method, Professor." I nodded sat back down, and started reading.

Suddenly several hands were raised, when Umbridge did not react, Hem Hems, came from all sides.

"Silence!" she yelled, "There will be no questions asked and I will not answer one! Now sit down!"

I stage whispered, "Hush, guys, it is the new teaching method! She got it from the Muggles!"

"This is not a Muggle Method, Mr. Potter!" she almost screamed.

I held my hands up, "Sorry, Professor, but teaching a class without Magic, is a Muggle class by definition. Is Slinkhard a relative of yours by chance? That would explain why you want to use this idiot's book."

The foam was on her lips, "This is a ministry-recommended book, Mr. Potter!" I demand respect!"

I nodded, "I will give you respect, Professor, this book, however, is not worth the paper it is printed on. You better check with the Ministry that you are correct. Making mistakes is human is it not?"

When Umbridge pointed her wand at me, I disarmed her, tied her up in ropes, and levitated her on her chair, then I silenced her, "Listen, and listen good, Professor Umbridge, Dumbledore is gone, Fudge is gone, your job here is to teach us the spells that the curriculum demands every student must know to pass. Reading this book will fail us, I will not allow someone to sabotage my education for whatever reason you must have. Because professor, we would learn faster without you being here than with you. So remove whatever stick is up your cunt and start to teach or get lost. And Yes, as Lord Slytherin I have the Authority to point Professors on their faults."

I removed the silencer, "Now, Professor, are you going to teach Dada or do I call the DMLE? I wonder, what is the punishment for attacking Lord Slytherin?"

Umbridge hissed, "You provoked me, Potter! You provoked me to attack!"

I nodded, "And what does Slinkhard's book tell you? You have to try to solve every confrontation with a dialogue, do not give in to violence when you are provoked. You call out for assistance to a colleague or an Auror from the DMLE to solve this confrontation. What does chapter four tell you? You have to document the transgressions and hand them out to the proper authorities, in this case, Headmistress Sprout."

I recited the proper passage, "In any case do not turn to violence, stay calm, and use a soft voice to prevent an escalation of the conflict. Try to talk your differences out as civilized Witches or Wizards. You see, Professor, this class is about when Dialogue doesn't work and your opponent turns to violence. This class needs to teach us how to defend ourselves when someone casts a spell at us."

I looked her in the eyes, "Professor, are you going to teach us how to defend ourselves or do I need to call the Aurors? See? I'm still using the dialogue."