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I grinned, "Don't worry, Tonks, Seven is a Lucky number, I will keep it by the seven fiancees I already have. Maybe you can find out if Jones is the one for you."

15 Dealing with Vassals.

Tonks scoffed, "I bet you want to see that, you horny Brat. I doubt you know what to do with a woman, and want to learn something so you won't be embarrassing yourself with your fiancees."

"Tonks," I said while shaking my head, "My fiancees can testify that they were very satisfied when I was done with them. Ask any of them except Astoria and Luna. I don't need pointers from you or Jones to please my Fiancees."

I grinned at her, "But that was not what we were talking about, we discussed Tonks and Jones doing the horizontal Mambo."

At the questioning looks from everyone I explained, "That is an expression from one of the stories in Fan Fiction, it means… you all know damn well what it means."

Tonks asked, "So you want to see me naked and doing unspeakable things with Hestia?"

I was forced to answer due to my Vow, "Of course I want to see that, looking at two mature females going at it is a teenager's dream. The only thing that is better is looking at my girls when they are letting loose and I sure want to discuss those unspeakable things."

Luna dreamily said, "I have a lot of catching up to do, I can't wait for my birthday."

Astoria pouted, "I have to wait a whole year for that, it's not fair."

Daphne said, "Let's talk about something else. Harry? Did you find something interesting in those Parselscript books?"

Fuck! That Vow is forcing me again, I sighed, "Yes I did, Daphne, in a book on Rites and Rituals, I found a ritual to get rid of that Malediction Curse. The only problem is that it needs a human sacrifice for each member that is affected by that curse. That ritual needs to be done by a Parselmouth and he is the one that has to kill the sacrifices."

I looked at Astoria, "I did not want to tell you this so soon, I am working to change that ritual so I can do it without the killing. It might take some months or years, but know that the curse will be gone when you graduate, even when I have to kill four people for it."

Yeah! A hug pile on me! Boobs from all sides, kisses all over... Wtf? Bitch is piling too? Who is cupping a feel at my Pego?

Daphne took charge and removed my clothes, "This needs a reward, Harry, prepare to get spoiled by eight girls."

I swallowed, "Eight? Isn't that a bit much? Last time I checked I am engaged to seven."

Tonks slapped the back of my head, "Shut up Brat, accept this one-time deal and never mention this to anyone."

Xxxxx

Three hours later, a very satisfied boy, me, and eight... seven-and-a-half satisfied girls came down for dinner. It is a miracle that I did not lose my virginity today. We knew Sirius's sense of smell was almost as good as a dog, so we took a shower before we came down. We discovered several uses for a shower, I cursed the decision to postpone that cleansing ritual of the Horcruxes for the next Full Moon.

After dinner, today it was at Grimmauld Place, I asked Lord Bernard Davis, "Why did you warn me about the Druid Rituals, but not object to the Ritual we are planning to get rid of the Horcruxes? That is a ritual too isn't it?"

Lord Bernard Davis nodded, "That is true, the thing is that Irish Druid Rituals are bound to bloodlines, it taints the ones that use them without their blood. Records show that at the time England and Ireland were in conflict, a Druid who lost his family went undercover and added Druid Rituals among ours, he wrote books with a mix of ours and their Rituals and let it slowly corrupt our way of doing rituals."

He shrugged, "A lot of those Rituals were stronger than ours, so we took them over. In the end, we could not tell which was a Druid from the Eire Ritual or an English one. We forbade all rituals just to be sure. Your Ritual comes from Apollo Aries Black, in his time he was a famous Spell Crafter, that he was a Parselmouth wasn't known to us. He is famous for creating new Rituals and curse-breaking Spells."

I turned to Lord Cyrus Greengrass and said, "I found a Ritual to get rid of the Blood Malediction, but it requires human Sacrifices. It is in the book Rites and Rituals for Young Druids by Tlachtga."

I held my hand up to stop the questioning, "I am still searching for another way so I don't have to kill four humans."

Lady Ellen Greengrass asked, "Is there any way we can help in your research, Harry?"

I shook my head, "It is all in Parselscript, although at the moment I am learning Arithmancy and could use some help with that. The girls are a big help but two years of education leaves some gaps."

Lady Helen Abbot volunteered, "I can help with that, I got an O on my NEWT for Runes and Arithmancy, and if memory serves me right Ellen and Helen took Arithmancy too."

Both Ladies nodded, Ellen Greengrass said, "We will help, Harry. Prepare to be rewarded properly, removing a Blood Malediction Curse is a big deal, if you did not already take my daughters, you would have them now."

I paled, is this the start of a MILF story? Those ladies are in their prime, there is a good reason why their daughters are gorgeous, they take after their Mothers.

"No, Harry, we are not taking that road," came Luna's voice, "The Heliopaths said that you are not allowed to be greedy."

Sirius changed the subject, "I have to be at the Wizengamot in three days, after Dumbledore's Hearing, it is a formality but it has to be done. Pup, your presence is asked by Throat-Slicer tomorrow at Nine o'clock. The deadline for paying their debts is over and what is left are the negotiations for the remaining amount that still has to be paid."

I protested, "Hey! You are Lord Black! Why do I have to do this?"

Sirius shrugged, "Because it is your fight, Pup. You suggested to call in the loans, you suggested buying all their properties. I suggest that you deal with the consequences of your actions. Besides, Lord Slytherin, almost all of them are your Vassals."

Sirius smiled, "Throat-Slicer got my letter that gives you full authority to handle them in any way you see fit. Remember that I am still a wanted man for the next three days."

Ellen Greengrass cut him off, "Those are worries for tomorrow, Sirius, today we are going to teach Harry Arithmancy. Come, Harry, we are moving to the Library."

That is where Astoria's bossy attitude came from! I got a crash course in Arithmancy. Soon, the girls got involved, every one of them was in Arithmancy class except me, this dumbass listened to Ron the Garbage Bin, and took the easy road. I was lucky that first-year Arithmancy was a lot like muggle math, I caught up quickly under the skilled tutoring of three Mothers-in-law. The extra motivation is the looks and hints the girls gave me for answering the questions correctly or solving the problems.

At last, Helen Abbot said, "I bet one more week and Harry can join the Owl Class for arithmancy. You are quite good at Arithmancy, Harry, you have a talent for it."

Veronica Davis nodded, "Ask to be tested for it, they can not refuse it. You are Lord Slytherin, the last one was three Centuries ago when only the Gaunts were left of the Slytherin's line. They must have sinned against Magic to be denied the Lordship. Rumors said they killed the last Lord Slytherin to gain that House."

Ellen Greengrass looked thoughtful, she said, "Harry, you can demand Lord Quarters for you and your wives. I don't know if Fiancees are allowed to stay in your Quarters, another alternative is to change House and move to Slytherin House, as Lord Slytherin it is within your right, I want my girls to be safe."

"I'll write to McGonagall about taking the Arithmancy test and my lodging options," I answered, "Do you think they want to act against Astoria, Daphne, or Tracey? Their parents are my Vassals now, one wrong step and they are on the street with only their clothes on their body. I have to meet most of them tomorrow too."

Hermione commented, "It is in Hogwarts a History in the earlier editions, I read this one from the Black Library, the edition from 1790. There are Lords and their betrothed allowed private quarters, in the editions in Hogwarts library the earliest is from 1920 there is no mention of betrothed anymore, only wives."

She blushed and explained, "I looked it up when Harry postponed the Ritual to the next full Moon."

Xxxxx

Gringotts was busy… Throat-Slicer was a busy Goblin, so was I. One after the other we processed the Lords that are in default, the best part? Lord Malfoy was sitting next to me and paid the amount that those poor purebloods were due to me after I cleaned them out. That alone put a serious dent in Malfoy's Vaults. Poor Lord Malfoy grind his teeth in rage, but technically it was his fault to let them stop their payments, and they put a lot of pressure on him, you could say his life depended on it.

Each one of them had to sign their Vassal pledge to me. I granted them ten thousand Galleons and hired them to manage the farms, shops, or factories for me. With Magic contracts and oaths of course.

When the last one was done, I looked at Lucius and said, "Be glad that I didn't kick Narcissa out of House Black and reclaimed her Dowry, Lucius. That would make Draco a half-blood, isn't it? The son of a Malfoy and a No-Name? Think about it before you do something foolish."

Lucius growled, "You can't kick my wife out of House Black without just reason, boy!"

I nodded, "True, but I have just reason to kick her out, Lucius. The moment Arcturus died, Sirius became the new Lord, no matter how hard you deny that. Your wife knew Lord Black was innocent and didn't lift a finger to get him out of Azkaban or have him a trial."

I looked Lucius in the eyes and warned him, "Beware, Vassal Malfoy, any crime against me or mine will get you kicked out of House Malfoy. Maybe I can grant a muggleborn that Title. What do you think? Is Tommy going to help you? I bet he was the one that burned your home to the ground."

Without a word, Lucius stood up and limped out of Gringotts.

I turned to Throat-Slicer, "Today was a good day to do business, don't you think? There rest me one more thing to do, Throat-Slicer. Do you know a Goblin that can manage my businesses? There is no doubt they are going to try to shaft me, I need a supervisor that can prevent that from happening. For a just fee of course. I bet you have one of those among your relatives, or do I have to ask Sharpclaw?"

Throat-Slicer chuckled, "Nice try to play the bad boy, Heir Black. What are you prepared to pay for that Manager?"

I shrugged, "The usual pay for employees and as a bonus 5% of the Net profits if the business did the same as last year. 10% if the business made more than 10% more profit than last year, 15% if the business made more than 15% more profit than last year. Do you get the idea? With a maximum of 30% of the profits… after taxes of course."

I grinned, "You are the one paying them of course, you can decide for yourself what your cut is going to be. My contract is with you."

Throat-Slicer grinned, "I happen to have some young sprogs that need experience in the field, say, do you happen to know a Female called Fleur Delacour?"

I nodded, "She was a Tri-Wizard Champion for Beaubatons, you can say we are friends. Why do you ask?"

Throat-Slicer had a diabolic grin on his face, "Because I am going to appoint her as the main supervisor. Those Purebloods are going to love it. Miss Delacour has a degree in Muggle accounting and Management she will be the test for hiring wizards or witches with a Muggle education."

Now I am impressed, Fleur doing Muggle studies on the side? Plus the Tri-Wizard Tournament on top of that? Respect!

I nodded, "It is your show, Throat-Slicer. Contact me if you need me."

Xxxxx

I left Gringotts as a rich… richer man. I own half of the shops in Diagon Alley, all sorts of farms, some factories, and stocks. 75% of the Daily Bullshit and TWW, some of the more shady kinds like Play Witch Monthly and Play Wizard Monthly were included in the package.

When I walked to the leaky Cauldron, I saw one of my Vassals packing up and preparing to leave. I grinned and told him, "Lord Parkinson, Didn't you read your contract? You sold that shop to House Potter with everything in it. I would put everything back in its place, I can take your Lordship, and your house as a penalty, those ten thousand Galleons will be confiscated too. What do you think?"

If looks could kill… grinding his teeth, Lord Parkinson put everything back. My last warning to him was, "Tell your buddies that when you sell something, the inventory is recorded. That goes for everything my Allies bought too."

Xxxxx

I came home just in time for lunch and reported my actions, Sirius laughed his ass off when I told them that Lucius paid off the last amounts of each loan and my warning to my Vassals, "Priceless, Pup! I am actually surprised Malfoy survived this long."

I sighed, "Yeah, but now I have all that money and a crippled economy. I have no clue how to solve that. Tomorrow I have an appointment with Sharpclaw to gut the Ministry with their loan to House Potter, I have to kick those squatters out of my houses and get a reputation of a Dark Lord. Do you want to bet on it?"

Hermione commented, "You could start new businesses, Harry, for example, Eco-friendly food. Farms that won't use Pesticides or any other chemical means to get good results, warding the fields against harmful insects or mammals, for example. Antique shops are another option, buy damaged items and reparo the lot. Restoring old-timer cars, renovating old paintings. Flipping houses is another possibility. For as long nobody sees you do the Magic, you can make good money."

Daphne tempered her enthusiasm, "That is for making money in the Muggle World, Hermione, we need muggle capital to start that up, Gringotts don't like to do business in the Muggle world since they started with paper money. Harry has to use his money in the Wizarding World both to spend and to invest."

I sighed, "That is the problem with the Magic world, Daphne, there is no room for expansion. The Ministry is suppressing the Muggleborn and half-bloods and prevents them from opening new businesses, they are driving them back to the Muggle world or they emigrate."

I asked, "How many Magic people are in Britain? Fifty thousand? A hundred thousand? I doubt it after two devastating wars. That is the size of a small city, not even a drop in a bucket. How many Potion shops do you need, Potion supply farms? Vegetable farms? Most Magicals grow their own food, build their own houses, because with Magic it is easy to do."

Susan interrupted us, "We discuss this later, it is time for Harry's dancing lessons, and I want to go swimming today. The weather is too good to spend it all indoors. Our pool is perfect."

Hannah cheered, "Let's skip dancing and go swimming, so my poor feet can recuperate from getting stomped on by that clumsy barbarian."

I grabbed her from behind and softly said, "Why, Hannah, I thought you liked it rough? Are you going soft on me now?"

"I want it rough on my other body parts, Harry," answered Hannah, she turned around and pressed her body against mine, "So, you don't want to see us in our bathing suits? That is a shame, we wanted to try that Monokini Hermione was telling us about, I bet even Tonks was going to try that."

My head snapped at Sirius, "Sirius, we are off to Bones Mansion, don't wait up for us."

"Those three days are going to be bloody long." I hear him muttering, "I gotta get laid soon, I am getting outshined by the Pup, it is depressing."

Xxxxx

OK… this one can't swim, it is worse than dancing, without Gillyweed I'll be dead in minutes. The worst part? I saved Ron and Gabrielle from deep down in the Black Lake and they expect I can swim like a bloody dolphin. It took two near deaths before they believed me, I swear I saw Mum and Dad laughing their ass off.

Swimming lessons were put on the roster, at dinner time I could float without sinking like a brick. I admit I did that on purpose, they were holding me up and skin contact was more important than dog paddling in a pool. The view was nice though, Monokini all around, even Tonks showed her tits.

The bad part? Dancing and swimming are the major part of recreation in summer and I sucked at both, which decreases my Hunk Harry value… a lot. This has to be rectified, my new friend the RoR is going to help me out next month. These last weeks we will explore the Muggle World, it is time I get some Hunk rep back.

Here was I? Ah, drowning again. The stupid part? If I stand up, the water hardly reaches my shoulders.

Hah! The next day I came prepared! Behold the bubblehead charm! This boy is swimming like a fish! A clumsy fish, but a fish nevertheless. A few puppy eyes got everyone a bubblehead Charm and soon everyone was exploring the bottom of the pool.

They had to rescue me again when my charm expired in the deepest part of the pool and I forgot all about silent casting when I was drinking water with my lungs. There goes my Hunk Harry rep, killing Basilisk, or fighting evil Dark Lords are forgotten, they have something they are better at than me and they let it know. Meh, the blowjobs and titty fucks are making up for it.

Xxxxx

I got a visit from McGonagall, on neutral grounds at Abbot's Mansion. With a stiff face she said, "Mr. Potter, we reviewed your application to take arithmancy and strongly advise against it. Your school records prove that you are not able to keep up, missing two years of education will put you too far behind."

I smiled, "Madam McGonagall, that will not be a problem, I am getting tutored by the Ladies Greengrass, Davis, and Abbot. According to them, I am at the same level as their daughters. The fact that I was a dimwit can be put before Dark Lord Dumbledore and your school nurse Pomfrey. Sign me up for Arithmancy, Madam McGonagall."

She glared at me, "It is Professor McGonagall or Headmistress to you, Mr. Potter!"

I shrugged, "Oh? Sorry, Professor McGonagall, I thought we were speaking informally, but, if you insist then I am Lord Potter to you. Lord Slytherin works too, I hate Lord Gaunt though. As Lord Slytherin I don't ask, I Demand to be put in Arithmancy, Professor Vector may test me in our first lesson if she objects."

McGonagall was not used to being slapped down by a student, I pushed further, "I as Lord Slytherin Demand private quarters for me and my Fiancees, as it was agreed upon in Hogwarts charter. I have seven of them, Headmistress."

McGonagall protested, "That counts only for wives, Lord Gaunt, Fiancees must stay home or in their house like every other student."

I glare at her, that bitch is getting on my nerves, "Then, Madam Minerva you should freshen up on the rules, not the mess that old fag left behind, and you better be careful Minerva, a lot of the bad stuff at Hogwarts is your fault. You and Dumbledore made Hogwarts into a joke."

McGonagall stood up, "Never in my life have I been so insulted! You better apologize Mr Potter or you are not welcome at Hogwarts anymore."

I looked at her with pity, "What if I can prove your incompetence, Madam McGonagall? Let's start with the first of November 81, yes, that day you observed my aunt's house the whole day and still you allowed Dumbledore to drop me on the doorstep. Tell me, Madam, is that a habit of yours? Dropping a baby on someone's doorstep without even knocking on the door? My parents were fighting Voldemort side by side with you, and you disposed of me like a piece of trash."

I held my hand up to stop her protest, "Here is the incompetent part, you protested at Albus that they were the worst kind of people, and you never checked up once on me! Not one visit, not observing how I was treated, NOTHING! Don't you ever dare to say my parents were your friends, your actions proved the opposite. I bet your excuse is: Dumbledore said..."

"Let's talk about how you managed House Gryffindor… oh that is right, you didn't, the few times you showed your face is when you stopped a party HOURS after curfew, but I got fifty points taken for being out after curfew. To show you are impartial you punished Gryffindor harder when there are students from other houses around."

I shook my head, "The job you botched up most was the Deputy Headmistress job. You were responsible for making sure the teachers were doing their job. Did you ever reprimand Snape for his horrible way of teaching? Have you ever monitored Bins class? What about Hagrid's class? He had us taking care of illegally cross-bred class five monsters for a bloody year! I had to fight for my life against them in the Maze. It was also your job to tell Dumbledore to hide that Philosopher Stone somewhere else!"

I glared at her, "You should have told that old bastard to buy Mandrakes instead of waiting seven months to have Professor Sprout's mandrakes mature. You could have bought the restorative potion for the price of one of Albus' hideous robes, and you did NOTHING!"

I was on a roll! I didn't give her time to answer I just raged on, "What idiot gives a thirteen-year-old girl a time-turner? Are you out of your mind? Yes, it must be, I was attacked by Dementors, once on the train, once during a Quidditch match, and once at the end of the year, and you did not even protest."

I sighed, would it change something? I doubt it, I finally told her, "I am taking Arithmancy, and my Fiancees and I are moving into Slytherin's private quarters, or I will hang your dirty laundry out for everyone to see. Now, get out of my sight."

Hmm? I did an Old-Guy rant! It is quite liberating to be honest, take all your anger and frustrations and throw it in someone else's face. Satisfaction is guaranteed, although I could have said the dirty laundry part in another way. Minnie's dirty knickers are not an item I am curious about.

McGonagall was conflicted, she could not deny anything, but it was decades ago someone dared to speak to her like that. When she left the meeting room she passed the girls at the door, it was obvious they heard it all, the looks on their faces said enough.

Before McGonagall reached the front door, Susan called out, "Headmistress, we are those Fiancees. The Lord's quarters better be ready the first of September. Goodbye, Headmistress."