EXTENDED VERSION: A NEW LIFE FOR HARRY POTTER (EXTENDED VERSION) Chapter 1: Wives and, a harry potter fanfic

I have to put this in before every chapter, I really don't want to be sued by JK Rowling and her team.

Disclaimer: This is a FANFICTION STORY under the copyright law section 107, and is under the fair use Act of 1976. The characters are used just for this story. I do not own Harry Potter and the universe it is in. That honor goes to J.K. Rowling herself! I also do not own any Places, Books, Songs, Movies, Etc. They are owned by their creators. The only credit I have, will be the made up Original Characters, Spells, Potions Etc.

{…Author's Message…}

Now that the copy right disclaimer is out of the way so I don't get sued. I can start saying how this story is the same as my original one, and yet different. My original story sits around the 20 page mark for those who like mid-range chapters. This story however is for those who like longer chapters. This first chapter sits at 20 pages longer then my original. 40 pages with a word count of 47,703 words, and that is just before the disclaimer, author's message and Author's final message.

The reason why I started the extended version of my original story is due in part of the fact that I am stuck on chapter 7. Since I am stuck, I figured that rereading my first six chapters to help me move things forward. When I was listening to the first chapter it dawned on me. Since chapter seven is hitting a brick wall for the moment why not do an extended version of the same story? At least that was my thinking behind it. This new extended story has chapters that have more in them then the original story. It is a better choice to be made them staring at a computer screen with only a paragraph. This isn't for everyone since it was built for those who love very long chapters. The first chapter has things inside that the original don't. This story is rated M for good reason. I am not a professional writer, so don't hold up on this being a professional story. I just do this for fun and a way to relax. Anyways, I'll stop my rambling and let you enjoy the chapter.

UPDATE Tuesday May 28, 2024: MY APOLOGIES: I used the Fan fiction App to help in seeing if anything is missing. The Doc Manager is a bit too small for me to see and even making it full screen doesn't help. I followed along with the Fanfiction app with this chapter up on the computer I use, and that is how I found everything. That being said, I don't know why, and I don't know how it happened, but there was several sections and words missing from this chapter when I was listening to it. I have fixed this issue, but I do hope this time it will stick.

UPDATE 2, Saturday June 1, 2024: I know a lot of reader and reviewers will hate me for this, and I once again apologize. I was working on the extended part of Chapter 2 and something didn't sit well with me in the last update for this chapter so I went back for another read through. This is supposed to be an extended chapter right? I didn't like how the formal titles were so I made it sound a bit better. I also forgot to add in how The Daily Prophet came to know about Harry's marriages. I totally forgot to add it in. I also forgot the discussion between Dylan Granger and Tom the bartender towards the end of this chapter as well. I have now fixed this issue and some spelling mistakes that I have missed. AGAIN I APOLOPGIZE! I should have the extended Chapter two up in a week and a half, if things go the way they should. (A New Author's Note will be in chapter 2, Please read carefully.)

(EXTENDED Version Of) A NEW LIFE FOR HARRY POTTER

BY: SHADOWWOLF123

(EXTENDED VERSION OF) Chapter 1: Wives and A New Start

{…Flashback: September 1, 2013: Prior to First Year, Hogwarts Express…}

Harry Potter was laying in his four-poster bed staring up at the ceiling of his canopy lost in thought. He was going over the last two years of his life since entering Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He remembered all the events that happened around him before his introduction to the magical world. For starters there was his teacher's hair turning blue, then his hair being cut by Petunia but had grown back by the next morning. The snake at the zoo, with Dudley and his friends being trapped behind the glass and, of course ending up on the schools roof which the fire department had to be called in to get him down. That by itself caused quite the stir in the school for weeks.

Last year when he was thirteen he got his first ever letter in his own name. Then it was pure chaos. His aunt Petunia and uncle Vernon were beside themselves within a week. Harry's letters were delivered by at least thirty owls, in chicken eggs, through the mail slot on the front door and the last straw was coming down the chimney like Santa Clause. There were thousands of letters addressed to Harry J. Potter The cupboard under the stairs, but Harry couldn't even read one of them. The Dursley's packed everything that they would need and they all left Number 4 Privet Drive the next day. Harry's cousin Dudley whined because he couldn't bring his television, just because 'The Great Humberto' was going to be on television that night and it was his favorite program. If Harry really thought about it, anything that had to do with the television, his cousin Dudley loved no matter what was on, that is if you counted action, gore or fantasy.

Harry really hated how he lived compared to his cousin, but compared to the fat butterball sitting next to him in the back seat of his uncle's car. Harry loved to read, cook and sing. Harry really didn't know how or why he could sing, let alone where that talent came from. However, every time he started singing every note would be in perfect pitch and tone. Harry only sang when it was just him in the Dursley's house, that is if he excluded his aunt Petunia. The only saving grace she ever gave him in thirteen years, was the fact she kept quiet about his singing. She didn't tell his fat walrus uncle Vernon nor said anything to Dudley about it.

However Harry's most favorite place to be was outside at the local park sitting on a swing with a book in his hands to read. It made him feel free compared to feeling like a slave inside the Dursley's house. There was one minor drawback, and that was with Dudley's little gang of hooligans Piers Polkiss, Dennis Taylor, Gordon Shaw and Malcolm Knight. Their favorite thing to do with Dudley was a game they made up called "Harry Hunting". If they caught Harry he would get beaten up. Harry did suspect that his uncle Vernon paid Dudley's gang to do so. However, most often than not, Harry could avoid them. He was thankful for how fast he became over the years. His uncle Vernon drove around in cercles for hours backtracking every now and again. He was constantly looking into the rearview mirror and his side mirrors of his car as sweat was coming off of his fat forehead. Harry wanted to laugh seeing his fat uncle Vernon thinking that they were being followed. The only questions in Harry's mind at the time was 'Who wrote the letters? Who knew him? Why were the letters addressed to Mr. Harry J. Potter. The cupboard under the stairs? and were they really being followed?' However he kept the laughter to himself since it would have led to a nasty beating. It wasn't long before stopping at a hotel for the night. However there was over 400 letters addressed to Harry J. Potter waiting at the front desk the next morning. It wasn't until Harry found himself out at the ocean in a rundown lighthouse that Harry got a shock.

On his thirteenth birthday, exactly at midnight he was introduced to Rubeus Hagrid the keeper of keys and grounds at Hogwarts. The man with beetle-black eyes, shaggy beard and wearing an ugly coat gave the Dursley's the scare of their lives. Vernon pointed a shotgun at the mountain of a man, but Hagrid bent the shotgun barrel up like it was paper. Rubeus Hagrid was three times taller than a normal man, and from what Harry saw six times stronger. Out of the corner of his beady-black eyes, Hagrid saw Harry's cousin eating the birthday cake that he gave to Harry like a pig. Hagrid pointed a pink umbrella at Dudley, and within a second, his cousin was sporting a pigs tail making the Dursley's scream in fear. All three Dursley's screamed in horror before running up an iron spiraled staircase. Harry couldn't help but laugh hearing their shrieks of horror, and Dudley now sporting a pigs tail. The mountain of a man Rubeus Hagrid winked at Harry. He threw his ugly coat to Harry and told him he could sleep underneath it. Harry just wished that Dudley sported a pigs nose and pair of ears, that way he had the full set. Harry was left alone for the rest of the night with all three Dursley's upstairs.

Harry didn't know when he fell asleep but Rubeus Hagrid soon woke him up. The next day was a complete blur since everything happened so fast. Hagrid told Harry not to mention that he gave his cousin a pigs tail, because he wasn't allowed to use magic. Harry didn't know why he couldn't tell anyone since it was kinda funny and he did look like a pig or was it a piglet? He couldn't tell anyways since they looked the same to him to begin with. It was a true shame to be honest, and it would be kinda hard to explain why Dudley was sporting a pigs nose, ears and tail to anyone who took a look at him. The two things that Harry could remember however was getting his first ever gift, Hedwig, his snowy owl from Hagrid. The other was getting his wand from a wizard named Ollivander. The wizard was kinda creepy, but excitable. The following few weeks leading up to September 1st was a nightmare. Chores starting at 5:00 Am, beatings from his uncle and cousin while his aunt watched on with glee, no food for days, and locked in his room unless he was ordered to do something. If anyone had asked Harry Potter how his life was so far, he could honestly say that the last thirteen years was a bitch.

On September first Harry got a ride to Kings Cross Station by the Dursley's so he could catch The Hogwarts Express at 11:00 Am. His uncle Vernon was more than a cheery person that morning and so was Harry's aunt and cousin. Harry wondered why they were so cheery that morning but brushed it off. Harry's uncle Vernon even loaded up his school trunk onto a trolly cart for him before walking into 'Kings Cross Train Station'. An hour and a half previously Harry's uncle Vernon was even kind enough to allow Hedwig to be set free to fly. Harry soon found out why his relatives were acting so strange. Once they were at platforms nine and ten, Vernon pointed out that there was no platform nine and three quarters before walking off with laughter along with Petunia and Dudley saying to have a good term. Harry felt foolish and he spent the next few minutes looking up and down the platform. It was ten minutes later when a tall man with a medium build walked up to Harry with a smaller woman beside him. They quietly asked Harry about the Hogwarts Express, which he just nodded. They helped him through the barrier and onto the Express a few minutes later since the platform was full. They explained how to get on and off the platform. Harry was grateful for their help.

On the train ride to Hogwarts, Harry Potter met a caramel-blonde haired girl with golden-brown eyes. She had an hourglass figure and breasts that were a 36-D. Her baby-blue blouse and black skirt she wore, screamed high class stuck up bitch to him. Harry got a glare that could freeze hell once he realized that he was staring at the young woman's chest. He apologized which she excepted with a quiet nod. Once she came into the train compartment they introduced themselves to each other. Harry found out that the young lady was named Daphne Lenora Greengrass, Heiress to The Most Honorable Ancient House and Most Ancient Noble House of Greengrass. Once Harry helped put her school trunk up in the luggage compartment, and made sure it wouldn't fall; he told her that his name was Harry James Potter. This took the young heiress to the Greengrass fortune by surprise making her head tilt a bit. Daphne couldn't understand why Harry Potter looked the way he did. He was Lord Potter from The Most Honorable Ancient House and Most Ancient Noble House of Potter. So why was the young lord looking like a vagabond wearing ratty clothes? Even more worrying to Daphne was why did the young lord look thin as though he hadn't eaten food in years.

After Harry sat back down, he once again apologized. 'Um Miss Greengrass, once again I apologize for staring at your chest. I couldn't help it, being a guy and all. Your breasts are perfect just the way they are meant to be. They are very inviting to play with and any guy would be a lucky bastard to play with them when you get a boyfriend. I am just like a typical guy and love a good pair of breasts on a beautiful woman like yourself, but personally I love the color of your eyes. They are just as beautiful as a brown golden beryl gem. They fit a beauty such as yourself, you are just so captivating.'He said not looking at her directly feeling embarrassed. Daphne smirked seeing how Harry looked. 'Oh my god, thank you for the compliment. I never get those around other guys. They would rather play with my tits then say a word to me. However, I could do without you telling me about my breasts Mr. Potter. They are heavy enough as it is. What you said is so sweet. You already apologized so there is no need to do it again. I forgive you. I am not one to be forward and I don't know why, but I feel an attraction to you. We're both hormonal teenagers, which is completely normal. I'll be honest and tell you that I'll show you what they look like.' She said bending down a bit more showing off her perfect 36-D tits shaking them making Harry go red as a tomato. The caramel-blonde haired girl with golden-brown eyes known as Daphne Greengrass laughed continuing to speak. 'Hahahahahahaha…. I am just yanking your chain Mr. Potter. Your kinda cute when your flustered.' Even though Daphne Greengrass made him feel like a complete moron saying she would show him her tits, Harry really couldn't help it and smile eager to see them. Even though an offer to see real breasts excited Harry, he stopped Daphne in her tracks. 'Please don't call me Mr. Potter, Miss Greengrass. I want to be your friend, so you can just call me Harry.' He told the caramel-blonde girl.

Daphne warmly smiled at him. She couldn't help it, but she was falling in love with Harry. He was so polite and warm towards her unlike some other guys she knew. 'Okay Harry, and you can call me Daphne instead of Miss Greengrass if we're going to be friends. I don't want to sound forward, but I think I'm falling in love with you Harry. We just met and yet your so polite and warm towards me I can't help it. Your so different compared to all the guys I have to deal with when their parents are around my dad. Though I was honest when I said I would love to show you my tits Harry, and you would be the only one I would show them too. I wouldn't care if you fondled and sucked on them either. I can't explain it, but my insides are screaming at me saying you're the one I want for the rest of my life. No other guy could even come close to you Harry.' She said with a wink and a wry loving smile. Harry couldn't find any words to say after that, and all he could do was just nod. Harry was feeling the same way, but he was a bit scared to say anything to Daphne. It took around ten minutes of silents between the two before anything was said again. Around two hours of Harry Potter and Daphne Greengrass getting to know each other a young woman with cool-brown hair down to her lower back, bright hazel-brown eyes and wearing a periwinkle dress with matching heels opened their train compartment door. She had 36 double-D breasts, but the most striking thing to him was the young woman's eyes. They were captivating and he just wanted to look into them all day. 'Um excuse me, but have you both seen a toad? This boy Neville has lost his.' The young woman asked in her angelic voice, while a young man stood behind her. She looked at Harry and when his bright emerald-green eyes met her bright hazel-brown she fell to the floor...

Harry didn't know what happened since he was knocked out as well. 'Huh? where am I?' He asked into a void of darkness. 'Hello? Anyone there?'He called out again spinning around. The void of darkness flashed into a bright white void. He looked to his right and then to his left. No one was anywhere to be seen. Harry scratched the back of his head as he started to fear that he would never see anyone again and he was trapped with no end in sight. 'Huh? Hhummm… Where am I?' Said Daphne looking around before spotting something that caused her to grin like a cat who caught a mouse. Another young woman's voice said the same thing, but it sounded like an angel's voice to Harry's ears. 'Huh? Hhummm… Where the hell am I? Where is here and what the hell is going on. Think Hermione, think. Use that logical brain of yours, there has to be an explanation, you're a witch and this has to be some type of magic that you don't know about yet. This is just crazy.' Hermione said to herself before spotting the same thing Daphne was staring at. And just like Daphne, Hermione was licking her lips in the same way. Harry had to shake his head seeing Daphne Greengrass and the young woman that he didn't know, but now knew as Hermione standing to his right. Both young women were very attractive and Harry wanted to do some inappropriate things to them. They were completely naked and he had to shake his head thinking that he was dreaming, which caused him to have an erection in an instant.

Daphne's perfect 36-D tits looked like soft pillows. Her areola's were puffy and her nipples were hard. They looked like they were begging to be sucked on and leak milk for him to drink. Daphne's breasts were definitely real and not fake. He knew this because his aunt Petunia had plastic surgery done making her breasts look out of proportioned to her body frame. She did it on his uncle Vernon's orders and it didn't look flattering. It just looked off, and he noticed the scars around her breasts. Harry got beat when he accidently walked into the bathroom when his aunt was inside naked just coming out of the shower. Harry looked down and saw Daphne's slender pussy between her legs. She had no pubic hair and her pussy was calling to him as though telling him to open it up. Hermione was no different compared to Daphne when he looked at her. Both young women looked like goddess's with or without clothes on. Harry look down and saw he was also naked, which he felt a bit self-conscious about his own body. Harry didn't want to show either of the girls that he was sporting an erection because of their beauty, and tried to hide it away from the two beautiful goddesses, but they had noticed and it was too late, they had already seen it.

Harry really wanted to push both of these beautiful goddess's to his emerald-green eyes down, and make sweet love to them, however he pushed that thought out of his head. The two young women were licking their lips and staring at his rock hard penis as they imagined Harry's thick, veiny python splitting them open between their legs. Harry's cock had to be as thick as two galleons and longer than most boys his age. 'Oh my god Harry. Your cock looks like a python. How the hell can you hide something like that every day? It's twitching and making me wet. I so want to lay on my back and have you split me open ramming that thing inside me. It looks as though it wants the both of us. I would be screaming your name the entire time. I wouldn't care if we did it bareback and you came inside me. I would ride that thing every day if I could.' Daphne admitted after several minutes of staring at Harrys erect penis while Hermione was nodding her head in agreement. A woman's voice quickly gained their attention. 'Ah-hem… welcome. I was expecting more here, and you're a bit early, but what is done is done.' Said a woman wearing something like a roman toga.

She had Aztec-bronze eyes and sparkling-blonde hair. Harry didn't know where the woman came from since she just showed up out of thin air. 'Well, have a seat, there is much I guess I should talk with you about Harry James Potter, Hermione Jean Granger and Daphne Lenora Greengrass.' The woman said. And before Harry, Hermione and Daphne knew it, all three of them were sitting on a couch while the woman sat in an arm chair right in front of them. 'Where to begin.' The woman said and then shrugged her shoulders. 'Well the beginning I think.'She said again before looking at the three of them. 'You three are in the void between life and death. I chose this place since time is short.' The woman explained which made Harry, Hermione and Daphne look confused. The woman didn't give the three of them any time to ask questions. The woman snapped her fingers causing everything to go dark for a few seconds.

Once Harry was able to see again, he found himself in a long corridor with doors on his right and left. He looked behind him seeing even more doors. Harry sighed feeling confused, but after gathering his thoughts he moved forward. The first door he came too read: Hermione Jean Granger, August 2, 2000. Harry stepped through the door and saw a little girl being held for the first time while she was suckling on her mother. He watched for several minutes before stepping back through to enter the next. After several more doors Harry walked back to where he first began and opened the other doors. This time the door he stopped at read: Daphne Lenora Greengrass, August 10, 2000. He went through the door and watched a new born Daphne suckling on her mother for the first time and the woman looked tired, but content. Harry went through all the doors and was going to go back to see inside the doors that was behind him from where he started. However before he could a meadow of flowers with a brook running through it appeared right in front of his eyes opened up to him. The woman who spoke to him in the beginning and vanished him to whatever that place was, was now standing there waiting like it was just a normal day. Soon Daphne and Hermione showed up and they looked like they were crying at some point. They both ran over to Harry hugging him making the woman nod with a smile. 'Oh Harry, I am so sorry. I didn't know why you look like a vagabond and why you looked so thin. Those non-magicals are horrible. I can't believe they had only given you scraps of food. They beat you and gave you their fat butterball son's old clothes. You'll never have that done to you from now on Harry.' Daphne said burying her face into his chest.

The woman's smile became even wider before she even began to utter a word. 'I take it you have chosen ladies, good, very good. Now this is what I did. I sent you into Harry's mind and into each other's. It's real name is the hall of memories. Witches and wizards call it a mindscape. Hermione, you saw a set of doors on your right and left, and if you looked behind you, there was even more doors. On the right was all of Harry's memories up to this point in time. On the left was Daphne's memories from her past.' The woman explained. She then turned to Daphne looking into her golden-brown eyes. 'Daphne the same can be said for you. On your right was all of Harry's memories of his past, while on the left was all of Hermione's memories of her past.' She explained which Daphne nodded to her understanding. Magic than focused onto Harry were her Aztec-bronze eyes met his bright emerald-green. 'Harry the same was for you. On your right was Hermione's memories of her past, while on the left was Daphne's memories of her past.' Said magic causing Harry to nod his head like Daphne did. Magic didn't give Harry, Hermione or Daphne any time to speak since time was short and for the moment there was nothing to say.

'The reason why I chose this method was so your choice would be from the heart and not from your heads, and that includes those Harry Potter fantasy stories that you grew up reading. Keep this in mind ladies. If you choose to walk away, then you'll be just friends. I am not forcing you into making a rash decision here, rather I am giving you the freedom to live very happily. Your choices, and your choices alone are yours to make. Your choices are Friendship or a Complete Unyielding Marriage. It would be an extreme soul-bond marriage if you choose that route. This soul-bond is above all others, a blessing from a goddess that gives you a lot more magic with a longer lifespan. I urge you not to think of unlimited magic and an increased lifespan forcing you into a goddess's blessed soul-bond marriage. I want you to have it come from your hearts. So ladies, do you except Harry James Potter as you now see him or do you want to walk away? if you chose to stay, then it is for life as husband and wife. You'll face many hard choices, but a lot of love and joy. Marriage is compromises and it isn't easy like you read in fairy tales.' She said.

Hermione and Daphne looked at each other. They nodded to each other before giving the goddess of magic their answer. Hermione was the one who spoke first. 'I honestly don't know Harry Potter yet. My magic is screaming at me saying he is my husband, and so is my head and heart. He is perfect for me. He was treated horribly by those non-magicals. Yet he still shows kindness, love, respect, honor, integrity, loyalty and doing the right thing even though at times it is hard. Harry didn't see the things I saw, so learning to love him for who he is, and not for what he has or because he is famous. So if your magic herself, then this is my choice. I want to be Harry's wife to love him for who he is, and not what he has. I want to support him both mentally, emotionally, physically and sexually. If I could, I would stay completely naked for him, open my legs any time he wants to fuck me. I want to bare his children and please him in every way. I want a lot of kids to bring into this world making a loving family that Harry never had. Harry deserves to have a loving family of his own. Besides he is kinda cute, easy on the eyes and to be honest, I would let Harry fuck me right now if I could. Honestly what witch wouldn't open their legs for Harry if he asked.' Said Hermione being resolute in her words.

The woman nodded with a slight grin on her face before she replied. 'Well I can see you take more after your mother then your father Hermione. Indeed I am magic herself. I chose who has magic and who don't, but I do much much more than that. I give life and take life when it is time to die. There is so much I do that there isn't enough time to list everything. And you Daphne; What will you choose?' The woman answered before looking in Daphne Greengrass's direction. Daphne couldn't help it, but she felt like she should bow down to the woman who everyone now knew as magic.

However Daphne did have to give magic herself a very heartfelt honest answer. 'Miss. Granger has said what I feel. I grew up learning spells to protect myself from boys, but since we are given a choice to be friends with Mr. Potter or love him as a wife. Then my choice is the same as Hermione's. I want to be Harry's wife to love him for who he is, and not what he has. I also want to support him both mentally, emotionally, physically and sexually too. Just like Miss Granger, if I could, I would stay completely naked for him, open my legs any time he wants to have sex even if I was busy. I would drop everything, open my legs and let him fuck me until I was stupid and him satisfied, and I want to bare his children. I also want a lot of kids to bring into this world making a loving family that Harry never had. Harry deserves to have a loving family of his own. I bet getting fucked by him would feel out of this world with that python between his legs. Besides I already offered to show him my tits and I did mention that I was falling in love with him already. However, getting pregnant by the most famous boy in the world is a scary thought. I don't know how to be a wife, raise any children in the future or anything about my magic. After all I am only thirteen going on fourteen.' Said Daphne a bit embarrassed and yet really thinking of becoming a mother, even at thirteen.

The woman nodded with a smile understanding where Daphne Greengrass was coming from. She gave both Hermione and Daphne an answer they were needing to hear about magic, marriage and children. 'Good Daphne, very good. Let me explain a bit about magic to both of you young ladies. As I just told Hermione, I give magic and I can take magic away. Magic is a blessing and yet it is a curse. When I mean magic is a blessing, I meant that it can heal the body by itself to a point, make you live a bit longer then non-magicals, mature faster than non-magicals, it can make you fall in love just at the right time and so on. The curse is just worse and the opposite of the coin. It makes those with magic lazy and weak if they don't exercise. The less exercise you do the weaker your magic becomes."

"Your magic also can become weak, if say you had sex with your brother or father. Nasty in its own right, but like I said turns your magical core weak. Even binding one's magic can have the same affect. Every witch and wizard who has magic is just borrowing it, and I take it back when it is their time to pass on into the next life. If you do something so horrible that it leaves me with no choice and something I can't forgive, than I strip the witch or wizard away from their magic as punishment. I did it thirteen years ago and I will do it again if it is a good enough reason. Either that or I will assign a champion to work as my hand. Just as you were growing in your mother's womb Daphne I gave you magic, and it is yours for the rest of your life. You said that you were falling in love with Harry."

"That my dear young lady is a very good thing. I maybe magic, but I can't make someone fall deeply in love with the one your meant to be with. That is a choice that you and your heart makes on your own. Your head and your heart said Harry was your wife even before you could say it, and your magic sensed that pulling you towards the one you really love. I just make sure that it is the right one. If it isn't then I tweak the magic a bit so that the real truth is uncovered. Now answering your fears is easy Daphne. Being a wife is respecting your husband and your husband respecting you. Your magic just like every witch and wizard will never allow a husband to hit his wife, and a wife to never hit her husband. The same can be said for their children. As angry as one my get at times your magic will force you to never raise a hand due to that anger. There will be times when you are at each other's throats feeling like you want to kill each other. No marriage is perfect and there will be some verbal fights. It is no fairy tale where you just live with your prince charming happily ever after. You'll have your ups and downs; it takes work on both sides for a happy marriage. Arguments happen, but walking away for a bit to cool off helps to clear one's head, then come back to the problem. You'll see things a bit differently. As far as raising children are concerned, there are many books out in the world about how to raise a child. They are good to use as a guide, but experience is the best teacher. Looking back at how your parents raised you and using that as a guide helps. No parent is perfect. You will stumble, fall and make mistakes. Raising a child is not easy, nothing is. Punishing a child for misbehaving, your magic will react differently. That girls is just how life works.'Magic said in a wise tone in her voice. The woman known as magic nodded with a smile seeing that Hermione and Daphne getting the understanding of their magic, being a wife and mother before looking at Harry wanting to hear his answer.

Harry looked at Hermione and Daphne contemplating everything that was said. Daphne Greengrass and Hermione were honest in their words and so was magic herself. Harry knew the right answer to give, he felt the same way as both young ladies. Harry let out a sigh readying himself before turning and looked back at magic herself speaking honestly. 'The Dursley's didn't show me kindness or one ounce of love. I don't really know how to love someone. As Hermione pointed out saying that I have kindness, love, respect, honor, integrity, loyalty and doing the right thing even though at times it is hard. If these beautiful ladies have agreed to every word, then who am I to argue? I think I can learn from these beautiful ladies. If it is my choice, then I will be their husband through marriage. I already feel like we're friends, but something inside me says they're more than that. My insides are screaming at me to take them as wives, and if I am being honest, I feel like having sex with them.' Harry admitted a bit shamefully. This got both Daphne and Hermione to look at Harry with shock written all over their faces. They both had the same feelings that Harry had, wanting to have sex with him too and they even admitted it openly. Harry's bright green-emerald eyes, his toned body, messy raven-black hair, and the python he had between his legs made Hermione and Daphne want to pounce in him for the rest of their lives. Who cared if they were only thirteen and got pregnant, they would have sex every day and make many children with Harry.

Magic almost laughed knowing what both young ladies were thinking. She then looked at Harry speaking. 'Well, like I said. It really wasn't my doing Harry, it is your own magic calling out to them. I am so happy to hear that you want these beautiful young ladies taking them as wives, have sex, and create children. It just proves that your magical core isn't as damaged as I feared. I'll get to that little bit of information later. As I said earlier, I chose who has magic and who don't, but I do much much more than that. Your feelings of wanting to take Daphne's and Hermione's virginity is completely normal and nothing to be ashamed of. However, I want to tell you why I am now showing up that is the point Harry. You don't realize how important you really are to a lot of people. You have led a life full of abuse, hardship and neglect that no child either be magical or non-magical should ever have to face. You were treated lower then a house-elf with people who have no blood relation to you. I am tired of Dumbledore thinking he is a god. Albus Dumbledore was the one who left you on the doorstep of the Dursley's the night your parents died. He wants everything the Potter's have built. I refuse to let him destroy my work for his stupid way of thinking. Do not trust anyone in Hogwarts until they are checked for magical compulsions. You will find allies and friends, but you also have enemies Harry. There are those who would befriend you before stabbing you in the back, so be careful. Harry, you belong in the magical world. It is a bit backwards, but if you really think about it, then you're doing yourself a favor. Unlike the non-magicals you are somewhat like a king in the magical world. Your family alone started the magical world unlike what some tomes suggest.'She said. The woman known as magic continued to look at Harry while himself, Daphne and Hermione looked in shock. Magic sighed seeing that it was time to lay a bombshell onto Harry Potter.

She saw that the young wizard steeled himself ready for her to speak. 'Harry, I want you to brace yourself, because this will be like a bomb going off. I couldn't stop Albus Dumbledore in time. It is what he did to you and leaving you with the Dursley's is why I now have come. Thirteen years of abuse is way too much for me to take. I am now stepping in and destroying everything Dumbledore has done. I told you he wants everything the Potter's have built. I refuse to let him destroy my work for his stupid way of thinking. Do not trust anyone in Hogwarts until they are checked for magical compulsions. Here is why I warned you. Albus was involved in your parents murder. He placed you with the Dursley's at three months old and bound your magic to twenty percent. He wants to kill you and take the glory of killing two dark lords for himself. He used a spell that was lost through time, and I had forgotten about it myself. I was so busy cleaning things up after the last wizarding blood civil war I forgot to look in on you. I am so sorry. It took me thirteen years to find the spell Dumbledore used. That's why I am here now, and I will be undoing his spells and correcting everything that is wrong with you, however I will leave a few easier spells in place for the goblins to fix and to not let Albus know that I am one pissed off goddess. I'll do the same for all of your family, wives included. You are my champion Harry and that is saying something coming from a goddess. Only Merlin and Morgan Emrys, Godric and Rowena Gryffindor, Salazar and Helga Slytherin were given this honor throughout time.'

'I understand that knowing how love is a hard concept to grasp, but you have proven your love over and over again without realizing you were doing it. Hermione and Daphne along with ten other girls will show you what love is really about, because they really do love you from the bottom of their hearts for who you are, and not what you have or what they can gain from it. I will give you all of your other wives names when we depart each other Harry. When you do meet them Harry, I will do the same to them as I did with the three if you, which is to give them a choice. I know there will be trouble headed your way about your marriages. The type of marriage you and all twelve of your wives are now in, is called an eternal soul-bond, a deep never-ending type of love blessed by a goddess. This type of bond is extremely rare and very powerful, and it will make you want to have sex. Nothing to worry about since that is how nature works anyways. I am going to mitigate some of the damage."

"I'm going to place marital contracts for each wife with the goblins. The magicals still love their marriage contracts, so in doing these marriage contracts Harry it is going to be straight forward. You'll have twelve wives in the marriage contracts naming her as lady to each house title you hold. It will have consorts and mistresses in the contracts. The only thing you have to worry about is picking your mistress's. They can be magical or non-magical. You are the last Potter able to have children, so the more women you get pregnant, the better. The magical world is dying and it needs a magical boost. A blood transfusion if you will. No one will know about your soul-bond except the goblins and your in-laws at the proper time. You can divulge it to anyone that you think you can trust, but don't trust too lightly. You were kept in the dark for too long Harry, so here is a start. Trust Neville Longbottom. He is the first one to know since he is your god-brother, and look for Luna Lovegood since she is your god-sister. Again, there is a lot of witches from the very young to the very old, from the light, the gray and the dark families who wish to get their hands on the Potter titles, let alone the other titles you hold Harry. While I am inside your in-laws minds playing around in their heads placing little bits and pieces to your soul-bonds to every wife; I will also be tweaking a few things in their parents about their daughters, your wives. There is more I will teach all of you throughout your lives. You all may not see me, but know that I will always be watching and protecting you. Do the three of you have any questions?'Magic asked.

'Um.. who exactly are you ma'am?' Harry asked. 'Some call me Fionna, the Goddess of magic, potions and healing. The goblins call me Sarya. You can just call me your guardian angel, but Fionna would work. Now you have two years to consummate your soul-bond and get your wives knocked up.' Fionna answered. Seeing that neither Hermione nor Daphne had any questions, Fionna finished speaking. 'Now before you three go, let me give you a head start. I'll give all of your wives the abilities of each other, and that includes you too Harry. You will share their abilities just like you share yours. Ladies, Harry is the most powerful wizard in the world so love him for him no matter what happens. Next will be for everyone, you all will sense where they are at any time and you'll be in each other's hearts and minds. There are a few surprises for you to uncover. When it is your time to come home then everyone comes home. You all have a long life ahead. Now one last gift, and Harry it is for you. I will instill what you don't know, and that is who you really are. I'll give you the knowledge of your families and the titles you hold.'Said Fionna. Seeing Hermione, Daphne and Harry smile at her, Fionna kissed their foreheads. 'With my undying blessing, I now pronounce you husband and wives. Go with the knowledge that I goddess Fionna have now married the three of you together forever. Live, love and take care of each other.'She said before starting to fade. Hermione nodded with Daphne before a blinding light erupted in front of their eyes...

Hermione, Harry and Daphne opened their eyes seeing a few worried faces. One was the boy Hermione came in with, but there were others. One was a young woman with cerulean-blue eyes and sunflower-blonde hair. Next to her was two twin girls with coal-brown eyes and midnight-black hair. When Harry's bright emerald-green eyes met their's he knew who they were and so did Hermione and Daphne. 'Are you all right? There was this golden light, and the three of you passed out.' The boy named Neville asked as he was helping Harry to his seat. 'I'm fine Neville, thanks for worrying about us and our health.' Harry answered his godbrother not wanting to worry him any further. 'Oh thank Merlin, You three just passed out. I got someone when you started twitching, like you were throwing a fit or something. It had me really worried.' Said Neville while Harry was now helping Hermione and Daphne to their own seats. 'That's called a seizure Neville.' Hermione chimed in. Harry looked at Neville before the other ladies. 'I apologize for my wives and myself for worrying you. I think we should talk in private.' Harry said causing everyone to look at each other and shrug their shoulders. Neville and the three girls stepped inside the compartment before Harry and Daphne's train compartment door closed.

Once the train compartment door was closed, Harry took a deep breath before speaking while Hermione and Daphne rested their heads onto his shoulders. 'Okay, first thing is first. Neville, I don't know whether you knew this or not, but we're godbrothers. When Hermione, Daphne and myself were knocked out we met with the goddess Fionna herself. She told us that I have an eternal soul-bond with twelve wives blessed by her. She gave us several new things, which I will explain in a bit.' Harry said. Neville momentarily looked shocked, but he nodded since his grandmother Augusta Longbottom told him that he had a godbrother, but didn't know where he was at. Harry then looked towards the three new girls before continuing to speak. 'Ladies it is a pleasure to meet you. Let me introduce myself and my wives. Goddess Fionna said that I am Lord Hadrian "Harry" James Potter of The Most Honorable Ancient House and Most Ancient Noble House of Potter. I also hold the titles of lord Barrwin, Black, Evans, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, Slytherin and Peverell. I would like this information to stay between the seven of us.' He said introducing himself.

Harry then jestered towards Daphne and Hermione. 'This is my wife, Heiress Daphne Lenora Greengrass of The Most Honorable Ancient House and Most Ancient Noble House of Greengrass. This other beautiful lady is Heiress Hermione Jean Granger of The Most Honorable Ancient House and Most Ancient Noble House of Granger. I don't want to sound rude to such beautiful ladies as yourselves, so I'll cut to the chase. Your heiress Penelope Hope Clearwater of The Most Ancient and Noble House of Clearwater. You have a 36 inch waist and you stand 5 foot with 36 inch hips. Your breast size is a 42-D. Your parents are Lord Joshua Sebastian Clearwater and Lady Skyla Arianna Clearwater.' Harry rattled off taking the young woman by surprise.

Harry still continued as he now turned his bright emerald-green eyes onto the two twin girls while Penelope looked shocked. 'As for you both, your both heiress Padma Devina Patil and heiress Parvati Divya Patil. Your body measurements are a 39 inch waist, You both stand 5 foot 1, and you both have 36 inch hips. However your breast size is a bit different making you easy to tell a part. Padma, your breasts are a 38 double D, whereas your twin sister Parvati's breasts are a 30 double D. I am not complaining here about your breast size, I think they suit you both perfectly. Just to make it fair, Hermione's breasts are a 36 double D and Daphne's is a 36 D. I won't lie and say I'm not a breast person, but you have a great set of tits. Even though I am your typical teenaged guy, I prefer looking into a woman's eyes. I think besides brains, it's their eyes I like more. Anyway, your both from The Most Honorable Ancient House and Most Ancient Noble Indian House of Patil. Both of your parents are Lord Kabir Rudra Patil and Lady Priya Aniya Patil. Just because your twins, and hard for others to tell a part, doesn't mean you both are one witch unlike some twins who like to confuse others. You both have very different ways of doing things and each of you have very different hobbies.' Harry told the twin girls. Harry hoped that he didn't scare them as they looked a bit taken back. After several long minutes of silents, Harry begun to worry.

He looked at the three beautiful young ladies and spoke hoping he could ease their minds somewhat. 'I didn't mean to scare you with your personal measurements ladies, but I was hoping it would serve as a way for you to know that I am telling you the truth.' Harry told them. Harry soon explained everything that himself, Daphne and Hermione experienced. After an hour of Harry's story everyone thought it was too hard to believe. Harry asked Penelope, Padma and Parvati to close their eyes for a moment. The three girls had a look of bewilderment written on their faces, but they felt like something was up, so they did what Harry requested closing their eyes. It was just a few minutes before their eyes shot open. They now knew everything about Harry Potter and he knew everything about the three girls. Just as goddess Fionna had said, she spoke to them and offered each one a choice. With their bright smiles plastered across their faces Harry, Hermione and Daphne knew what choice they made. Padma, Parvati and Penelope were now his wives blessed by goddess Fionna and he was their husband.

Twenty minutes later Harry and his new wives along with Neville were interrupted by a skinny pure platinum-blonde hair and smokey gray eyed boy opening their compartment door with what looked like two bookends at each side of him. 'I heard a rumor that Harry Potter was in this compartment.' He said to the group. Everyone stayed quiet not saying a word, but the boy spotted Daphne Greengrass resting her head on Harry's left shoulder. The boy became pissed off in a flash, and started to scream at Daphne causing her to stand up. 'What the fucking hell? Heiress Daphne Greengrass your supposed to be my bitch. Your to be with me and no one else. I am the next Lord Black, my father promised me that I would, and your going to obey me. I order you to leave this riffraff, and demand that you come with me right this minute!' The pure platinum-blonde haired boy ordered being arrogant and to full of himself. Daphne jerked back answering. 'Go fuck yourself. I am not moving from this spot. I will not be going anywhere with the likes of you and your two bookends. Just go and play with your personal ass fuck buddies fucking them in the ass. I don't want anything to do with you! You creep me out and make my skin crawl looking at you. Just get the fuck out of here and take your bookends with you when you leave.' She replied trying to step back. 'Just wait until my father…' He said arrogantly. It was like what Daphne said didn't matter to him as though she didn't have a brain. Harry had to guess that this boy he had already met treated women like his personal toys or much worse, his personal fuck dolls. He would use them before throwing the woman away.

The pure platinum-blonde haired and smokey gray eyed boy had a smug smirk plastered across his face thinking that he was better than everyone in the train compartment and they should be under his shoe. Taking another step forward reaching out to take Daphne by the arm, Draco Malfoy was stopped in mid-step as the temperature in the train compartment dropped causing everyone to feel like they just got thrown into the middle of winter. Harry's eyes went from their normal bright emerald-green to a darker color then they normally would. Draco and his two bookends turned like everyone else in the train compartment hearing Harry laugh as he stepped in between Daphne and Draco. 'Hahahahahaha… That is a fucking lie, heir Malfoy. Your father cannot claim the title to the Most Honorable Ancient and Most Ancient Noble House Of Black. The Malfoy's have only lived in Britain for the last two hundred years. You're the first Malfoy ever to be born here in Britain. You have no relation to the house of Black running through your veins. Your father can claim the title of Lord Black all he wants, but he will never get his hands on the Lord Black title.' Said Harry. He smirked a bit waiting for the arrogant asshole to say something, but when Draco couldn't, Harry did with a lot more venom in his words this time.

'Yes I know who you are heir Draco Malfoy, you're a spoiled rich kid who hides behind daddy's money thinking to highly of himself. You spout off about some pureblood bullshit and you look down your nose to everyone because you think your better then they are. Let me properly introduce myself. I am Lord Hadrian "Harry" James Black. Here is something that I think is quite funny about you. The most funniest thing about you is the fact that every time you don't get your way, you fall back to the same old lines. When my father hears about this or that. Yada-yada-yada, You than run off crying to dear old daddy telling him that no one would bow down and kiss your ass. You think that money can buy everything you want if you scream loud enough. Just by looking at your two bookend ass fuck buddies beside you, I could tell that it works. You are too afraid to fight your own battles Malfoy, so you buy your muscle making them do your dirty work for you. You use dear old daddy's money just shows how pathetic and what a sorry excuse for a Malfoy you are just like your dear old man. I bet you both have limp dicks and that's why you use your money to push people around. I could venture a wild guess and say your old man actually fucked his cousin knocking her up and she had you. Now that would be quite the shocker knowing that your old man actually had to marry is actual cousin." Harry said. When he saw that Draco's face paled, he knew that he hit the nail on the head. Draco's father actually did marry his immediate cousin. Talk about kissing cousins, that just made Harry's skin crawl. Harry wasn't done with Draco though as he pushed that thought out of his head.

'Here's a clue fucking dipshit, daddy's money doesn't make you a better person, nor does it make you better than everyone else. All your daddy's money is stained with the blood of men, the women he raped and children he murdered while kissing a half-blooded murdering bastards feet calling him master. All that money is good for is to keep your fucking sorry ass out of jail and bribe anyone who your daddy needs to cover shit up. You're so weak in every way, that you have to have two bookends to do your dirty work, I feel sorry for them having to bend down and kiss your ass every day. Oh did I forget to tell you little dragon boy that I am also Lord Hadrian "Harry" James Potter as well? Listen here very closely you piece of dragon shit.' Harry said before grabbing Draco Malfoy by his shirt.

Harry jerked Draco closer to him, and they were almost nose to nose when he coldly spoke next. 'I fucking hate arrogant rich assholes who use their money to bully others into submission like you, heir Malfoy. The Potter's are a hell of a lot richer then your family is, and we hold a higher position then you, so a little advice. Don't, and I do mean don't go blabbing about how rich you are pushing people around, Also while you're at it, you better know your place little boy. Because if you come anywhere near me, my family or friends I will fuck you up so bad that not even your french ancestors could recognize you. Don't you even dare look in these girls' direction if you know what is good for you. Because the next time you do, I'll turn your face into hamburger. I grew up being beat, but it did teach me to knock a few teeth down a persons' throat. You'll be easy pickings if you dare look. Now fuck off little dragon boy before I really do pound your face in. And Just for the record Malfoy. I remember you from Madam Malkin's. Be gone little boy and take your two meat bag bookends with you.' Harry said sounding arrogant and with some anger and letting go of the greaseball.

Harry felt like he was one of those stuck up rich boys that he had heard on the Dursley's television while in his cupboard. He really hated it, but his wives needed protecting. Hermione, Daphne, Padma, Parvati and Penelope saw the nobility in Harry as a lord. Even Neville saw this and was quite pleased with his godbrother Harry. The two bookends that flanked Draco on each side paled and took several steps back. They both may not be the sharpest tools in the shed, but they were bright enough to know when to back away. They knew how powerful the Potter house was, and they didn't want to piss off the boy who lived. He would ruin their families if they did. Draco ran out of their compartment with sweat coming off of his greasy forehead slamming the door shut.

After Harry, Hermione, Daphne, Padma, Parvati, Neville and Penelope's train compartment door was shut, it locked itself and shimmered a bit so no sound came from the outside. Harry let out a deep sigh before speaking. 'I hate bullies and those who hide behind money. I apologize for sounding like a rich bastard.' Complained Harry flopping down in the seat where Daphne and Hermione took up their original places. Everyone shook their heads no before explaining a few things. Daphne said he sounded like a lord protecting his family. Hermione said that he did the right thing and told Harry about house protection. Harry found out that what he said to Draco Malfoy was literally a Potter house secret, which if he blabbed to anyone, things might get a bit uncomfortable for the greaseball.

About one in the afternoon their train compartment door opened. An elderly witch with gray hair and dark ebony-brown eyes was standing in front of a trolly cart introducing herself as Mrs. Mason. She offered everyone something off of her trolly cart and explained what she had. Everyone got what they wanted before the elderly witch moved on. Not even ten minutes went by when everyone heard their train compartment door rattle. They all looked up and saw a lanky boy with bright auburn-red hair and bright endsong-blue eyes sporting a long pointed nose trying to open their compartment door with both hands on the handle, while one foot was on the door-jam. Everyone noticed that there was a girl with him. She had the same bright auburn-red hair, but her eyes were a bright bronze-brown. She looked like the female version of the boy, and everyone guessed that they were twins. The girl had a murderous look on her face glaring at everyone with her wand in her hand while her arms were crossed. The lanky boy shouted at them. 'Hey, you in there. Let us the fuck in. You have my food and your supposed to feet it to me. I demand that you stop holding out food and feed me, I'm starving. I know Harry Potter is in there so let us in you bitches. I am a fucking pureblood and you better know your place letting me in. A pureblood can go and do anything that they please. I fucking demand respect and you bitches better open this god dam door!' He ordered trying to intimidate everyone so they would obey.

No one in the train compartment knew what the boy said, but Penelope was good reading peoples lips. She told everyone what the boy said, which caused them to just shake their heads in disbelief before the door rattled again. The lanky red-headed boy actually kicked their door this time. He begun to hop up and down on one foot while grabbing the other with both hands as he was now madder than a hornet's nest. 'Just you wait until I get inside. I will fuck all of you girls so stupid that you'll beg me for more. I'll knock each of you up good turning you into my personal sex slaves. I'll slowly enjoy breaking you sluts, and I'll take glee in watching your faces as I turn you all into sex craved zombies. You'll see, oh just wait and see.' The boy said with conceit and malice laced in his voice while his face was matching how red his hair was. Once again Penelope read his lips before he kicked the door again and walked off with his twin sister. 'Oh how absurd, is everyone in the magical world just as dumb and stupid as those two?' Harry asked. Everyone shrugged their shoulders and shook their heads not understanding how stupid people could be. Neville, Padma, Parvati, Hermione and Penelope saw that their school trunks were moved and the four of them decided to stay so they could continue to talk and everyone get to know each other better on so many levels for the rest of their train-ride to Hogwarts….

{…Flashback: First Year, September 1, 2013…}

As soon as they were at Hogsmeade station several hours later everyone was greeted by a professor introducing herself as McGonagall, while the rest of the first years was met by Hagrid. Instead of taking the traditional boat ride across "The Black Lake' it was missed by Harry, Daphne and Hermione. Instead, they took a carriage up to the castle. They all were escorted to the medical ward to be checked out before they would be sorted. They all had guessed that someone on the train had spotted them knocked out on the floor of their train compartment, either that or it must have been done when Neville went looking for help. After a clean bill of health they all rejoined their year-mates. Draco Malfoy didn't take Harry's warning seriously and made a rude remark towards Hermione calling her a filthy mud-blood which caused everyone to gasp in shock. Harry saw that she was mentally bigger than the boy by not commenting or reacting to him.

However no matter how much Draco spouted off about blood purity, he still found himself on the cobblestone floor with his lip busted open, and Harry standing over him ready to defend Hermione. Luckily for Draco professor McGonagall appeared as Harry was about to turn his face into hamburger. Just before the professor asked any questions on what was going on, several other classmates explained what happened. McGonagall didn't look happy at the news, but warned Draco that if what he said came across her ears, then her hands were tied. It would mean a duel for the honor of one's House which also meant a quick death, and that was nothing to take lightly of. Daphne said that Draco's father Lucius just bought their way onto a noble house status, claiming that they were the Most Ancient and Noble House, which was a complete lie.

Hermione then chimed in saying that Draco didn't know about her being a pureblood herself. She never said it to anyone since she lived in the muggle world with her parents keeping it a complete secret. Padma, Parvati and Neville told Harry their own family stories. Harry was thankful for it because it helped him relax a little. Hermione, Daphne, Padma, Parvati, Neville and Harry got sorted into the same house, Gryffindor. However they were the first ones in over 1200 years to ever have access to Ravenclaw tower. The reasons were given by the sorting hat which shocked the entire hall. Harry's first year wasn't without issues.

The first week for Harry was interesting. Instead of going straight into their school work, the first week was all of their professors explaining what each class had to offer, and what was expected of them. It was a different ballgame with Professor Snape who taught potions. All he said was for them to read their potions book and have a four foot essay on his desk by the end of next week. He took 85 house points away from Gryffindor once he spotted Harry Potter. All the Slytherins snickered while the Gryffindors looked unbelievably confused since they didn't do anything and neither did Harry Potter. They all were in class on time and ready to learn. Professor Snape just walked right out of the potions lab after that leaving everyone very confused. The second week was a bit better, but not by much. Harry liked his first charms class with a cheery little wizard named Flitwick. The first charm they learned was the Lumos Charm. Harry, Daphne, Hermione, Padma, Parvati and Neville got the charm down on their first attempt. This earned Gryffindor House 25 house points for getting it on the first try. Suffice-it to say the rest of the class wasn't happy that five classmates showed them up...

Harry's first transfiguration class with his head of house professor McGonagall was one that he didn't like to much at first. They started off learning how to turn matchsticks into needles; which Harry, Daphne, Hermione, Padma, Parvati and Neville got faster than you can say jackrabbit. Harry, Daphne, Hermione, Padma, Parvati and Neville met two twins; one boy named Ronald Weasley and his sister Ginevra. Ronald shoved Neville out of his chair before trying to make passes towards Hermione, Daphne, Padma and Parvati. Ginevra sat on Harry's lap tenderly running her hand over his cheek while pressing whatever little chest she had up against him as much as possible trying to be as seductive as she could. Harry dumped the witch onto the stone floor before speaking. 'First Miss Weasley, I don't know you and you don't know me. I don't know where you get off on just sitting onto my lap pressing those pebbles you call breasts against me. Where I come from that is called being a slut. I'm sure your parents have raised you better then to open your legs to every guy you see, so be a good little pain in the ass and fuck off. ' Harry told her with a dangerous tone in his voice. The entire class started to snicker after hearing Harry shooting down Ginevra Weasley.

Harry wasn't done as he now turned his attention onto her twin brother Ronald. 'As for you Mr. Weasley, you have just made three very big ass mistakes with me and now I am very pissed off. First mistake: You tried to barge your way into our compartment and eat our food. When you realized that it didn't work, you kicked our compartment door saying that you are a pureblood demanding that we let you in because you have every right to do whatever you want and damn the consequences. You had the fucking balls to threaten my girlfriends telling them that you will fuck them stupid, getting them knocked up and enjoy yourself turning them into your sex slaves. You said they would be come so addicted to sex for your itty bitty dick that they would be begging for you as sex craved zombies."

"Mistake number two: You and your fucked up sister has tried to barge your way into my life since day one like I owe you everything, and I should just hand over my girlfriends to you bowing down kissing your ass and say sorry master. I already know of one fucking bastard who kisses a murdering bastards feet calling him master buddy. I am not as stupid as you want to believe. Your third and final mistake was just now.' Stated Harry causing everyone to gasp and professor McGonagall to have her lips thin. She would be having a few words with Mr. Weasley after class. Harry's eyes darkened and wasn't done with the asshole. 'Food is one thing Weasel, but threatening my girls really pisses me off, and no I didn't forget but this is the last straw. I am tired of you staring at my girlfriends chests while licking your lips. You tried to grope my girlfriends breasts and ass right in front of me and my godbrother; and now you are hitting on four of my girlfriends right in front of me again for the sixth time today alone. You even have the fucking balls to shove my own godbrother out of his chair just so you can hit on my girls and butter up to me. What are you, a sick stocker or something? Now I am a very patient person, but my patience is just about at its end with you and your sick fucked up sister.'

'This is my very last last warning Mr. Weasley and you better listen very clearly. If you don't stop harrassing my girlfriends and any of our other friends then you're a dead man walking if you don't. Fuck Hogwarts, fuck lost house points, fuck detentions, because it wouldn't mean shit when I get ahold of you. I'll fuck you up so bad that not even your ancestors or children would even recognize you. By the time I am done, you'll wish to god that I just killed you instead of leaving you alive. Get this through that thick head of yours. I don't want anything to do with you or your sister. I will defend my godbrother and my girlfriends with my very life against people like you. Now if you will both excuse me, my girlfriends and godbrother you're are actually disrupting our chance to learn something from professor McGonagall' Harry told him using the same tone as he did with his sister while his magic flared causing everyone to gulp.

Ronald Weasley was just as dumb as everyone thought. All of Harry's classmates knew a serious threat when they heard one. With a mix of Slytherin's and Ravenclaws in the class room Harry's classmates knew a few things. One, Harry's witches were completely out of bounds not to be touched unless you wanted to invite death. Number two, you never wanted to piss off the boy who lived after feeling how much magic he let out. The boys in Harry's class paled and even Draco got the point going even paler then his normal skin color. The girls in the class had to cross their legs feeling their own pussies getting wet wanting to gush and they wanted to throw their panties towards Harry opening their legs for him after feeling such power. However it was a bad idea with Harry having three girlfriends already. It was asking for a cat fight that they couldn't win even if they tried. Ronald Weasley however was to stupid to notice and didn't move since he was just too dumb to realize what the hell just happened as he sat there on the floor in shock. Talk about mirrored reactions, Ron's sister Ginevra had the same look as her twin brother. However she was a bit faster realizing what Harry had called her, and her face turned as red as her hair looking like her temper was going to explode after being called a slut. Harry pulled Hermione to her feet before doing the same to the other girls.

Neville was helped up after that and they grabbed their school bags leaving the classroom for a few minutes so they could calm down. Before the day was done, everyone in Hogwarts would know what happened in the transfiguration class. Hermione looked at Harry speaking in her serious tone of voice. 'Okay now the cat is out of the bag. Harry love we have to talk with professor McGonagall about what happened on the train. This is our second week inside Hogwarts since the new term started and the girls and I were talking, and we think we should move our marriage forward a bit.' Said Hermione. Harry smiled warmly before rubbing both of her arms. 'That is a bit fast since we're still getting used to this whole marriage, soul-bond thing. I think just dating is a yes, but saying something about our marriages I think not. Ever since we got here Dumbledore and professor Snape has been trying to read my mind. Thanks to goddess Fionna, I can now tell being a bit safer. It is not like I don't want to scream it from the astronomy tower that you all are my wives dear, but I am just taking goddess Fionna's advice and earring on the side of caution. I know none of you are damsels in distress taking care of yourselves and you all are not made of glass. That would be stupid of me if I thought as much, but I love you all and want to protect you as your husband. I don't know what professors we can trust since they work for Dumbledore. If something happens to the five of you in the next two years, then we will say something, but not to Dumbledore or Snape. I don't know what they are up too, but that makes me not trust them.' Harry explained.

He then turn to his friend and godbrother Neville before making sure that he was alright. They all walked back into the transfiguration classroom with their heads held high and saw both Ronald and Ginevra getting an earful from professor McGonagall. However Harry was her next target. She deducted twenty house points due to the threat towards Ronald Weasley. She said that she wanted to talk with the six of them after class because of his announcement. Professor McGonagall turned back to their first lesson. Harry thanked god that he didn't get detentions… After class professor McGonagall told Ronald and Ginevra Weasley to wait in the common room for her and she would take them to her office and have a serious talk on their behavior.

Harry, Daphne, Hermione, Padma, Parvati and Neville stayed after the class ended. Once the door closed and it was just them and the professor, McGonagall stood in front of them speaking. 'Okay Mr. Potter, would you care to explain? When did the five of you start dating? Or is there something much more going on?' She asked narrowing her eyes a bit looking at the six of them with a stern expression across her face. Daphne, Hermione, Padma, Parvati, Harry and Neville looked to each other wondering if they should tell their head of house the truth. However the words of the goddess Fionna kept ringing in their ears. Harry looked to professor McGonagall before speaking. 'Professor, I quite understand that this isn't what you want to hear, but I cannot tell you anything.' He said truthfully and very honestly. This however didn't seem to appease his head of house, but instead caused professor McGonagall to raise an eyebrow crossing her arms not liking his answer. 'Surely you can Mr. Potter. I am your head of house, and Headmaster Dumbledore put me in that position for good reason. Now you either tell me or I will give each of you detentions.' McGonagall threatened.

At the threat of detentions Hermione crossed her arms before speaking a bit harsher then she expected. 'Go fucking right ahead professor, give us detentions because we're not going to tell you a god damn thing. Professor or not, it doesn't mean we can trust you. So far since we all got onto the Hogwarts express, we had a run in with Mr. Malfoy and his two bookends, a set of Weasels who tried to butter us up and get into our pants. So far it has turned out to be a not so great start to the school term. Besides that, we were told not to trust anyone.' Said Hermione. 'And who said that Miss Granger? I will…" McGonagall started to say but was cut off by Padma.

'That professor is not your fucking concern on who advised us." She said with her arms folded. Minerva McGonagall's temper looked as though it was ready to explode like a bomb, however Padma held up her hand stopping the transfiguration professor in her tracks. 'I don't give a shit what kind of language I use professor. I am an heiress to The Most Honorable Ancient House and Most Ancient Noble Indian House of Patil. You have no business sticking your nose into house affairs. When Harry Potter started dating us is not a Hogwarts school matter. It is a house matter, and your dangerously close to being thrown into Azkaban for interfering. Harry Potter's threat to Ronald and his twin sister Ginevra Weasley is that of a house matter, not your concern. If you want to give us detentions and loss of house points then by all means, be my fucking guest. So far Hogwarts really hasn't lived up to what it claims to be, as being the best school ever. There is a very big lack of classes, attempted rapes namely us, and one hell of a bigotry issue. I am not that fucking impressed so far. So if you don't have anything about our school work to speak with us about, I suggest you stay the fuck out of our personal business.' Said Padma glaring ice cold daggers at their head of house. She soon pinched the bridge of her nose sighing. She looked at professor McGonagall squarely in her eyes.

Was she fair in spouting off, yes. Was she pissed off, yes. Did Professor McGonagall deserve her temper? Maybe. Padma then continued to speak so McGonagall knew exactly where they stood. 'Okay Professor, maybe I am being a bit of a bitch being on my period, but that is neither here nor there at this point. However since you drug us into this little chat, let me ask you this. How many portraits are there in Hogwarts? How many house-elves work inside Hogwarts for that matter and who do you think they answer too? Since we all got here on day one Mr. Malfoy has kept insulting us and nothing has been done to stop it. Are you a mud-blood professor? Are you rich sticking your nose in the air looking down on your peers thinking they are beneath you? Do you have to eat with a boy who doesn't know how to eat like a real human being instead of a pig? No of course not because you're a professor, and us little brats as Snape calls us don't mean shit to any professor. It's just a fucking job to you. If you think going to Albus Dumbledore would be the solution then, that is your first big mistake. Everything we do Headmaster Dumbledore has tried to pull us a part. He has tried to get Harry alone and out of sight of others.'

'I won't let that slide, and I think the headmaster doesn't want Harry to have any real friends. I suspect that he is actively trying to force Harry to become Ronald and Ginevra Weasley's friend. I suspect that they are the only ones he approves of for Harry. I have other suspicions, but I'll keep them to myself. We were advised to keep the hell away from him at all costs. He is a big part of our issue. So far he has tried to read our minds and that is against the law. Even Snape has tried, but there again lies our problem because it is so hard to prove that they were trying to read our minds. He is headmaster Dumbledore's attack dog. It states in the Hogwarts student bylaws article 4, paragraph 8 section 17: That no professor, headmaster or headmistress will be left alone with any student. A student must have their head of house present when meeting with another professor, headmaster or headmistress for their protection and the protection of the school."

"Hogwarts student bylaws state in article 5, paragraph 3, section 2. That no professor, headmaster or headmistress can interfere with house business for any heir. An heir or heiress must have the lord or lady of their house present if a professor, headmaster or headmistress think it is important to know personal house information. If an heir or heiress is being forced to reveal personal house business or house secrets by a professor, headmaster or Headmistress without their lord or lady along with their solicitor present; Then the heir or heiress can call the aurors pressing charges. Since you are not wanting to discuss school related class work. I am going to take your questioning as an interrogation trying to steal family secrets that you have no fucking business of knowing. I have every god damn fucking right to call the aurors here and throw your ass into Azkaban."

"You clearly don't wish to speak with us about our school work, but you would rather stick your nose into our love life instead. Why are you so god damn fucking nosey about our personal love life? You want answers, then go get your head out of your ass and do your damn job. Go get your head examined to make sure you're not being controlled by the headmaster. Until then, stay out of our fucking business, and stay the fuck away from all of us with our friends unless you wish to speak with us about class work. No professor is to be trusted until they are not under any compulsion charms was our direct warning.' Padma stated which caused professor McGonagall to almost go red as a Weasley's head of hair by this point. Even though professor McGonagall was about to lose her temper she really couldn't dispute Padma's argument.

What really got her temper up wasn't Padma's lack of respect or her language, no what really did it was the fact that every student inside Hogwarts was supposed to get a student handbook and rule book before the start of the new term. No student that wasn't a pureblood of Britain ever received one, and not even half-bloods, muggle-raised or first generation witches and wizards got them. She suspected that this was the headmaster Albus Dumbledore's doing. Now the question was why didn't all the students that wasn't a pureblood of Britain get a student handbook and rule book. Daphne Greengrass sighed seeing that her head of house was about to blow her top and do something she would regret. Daphne wanted to lessen the ticking time bomb in the room before it went off. 'Professor, look. Your class was fun and all, but until you get your head examined we are not allow to tell you anything because of the headmaster himself. All we can tell you is that he has a very unhealthy obsession with Harry. It's not normal and no I will not apologize, but Harry nor any of us can answer. This is a house matter between our houses, and not a school matter. Our parents haven't been told yet, but if they deem for you to know, then we will talk. In the meantime. Please do not ask anything more.'She answered which shocked the older witch.

Minerva didn't like what she heard, but she knew that if it wasn't dealing with Hogwarts, than she had no right to say anything; especially when it came to the houses of Greengrass and Potter. On top of that, the threat of spending her days inside Azkaban for trying to pry private house business out of Harry and his group sent a cold chill down her spine, and she hated the idea of Azkaban itself. 'Fair enough Miss Greengrass, you all made your points. My apologies for over stepping with your personal affairs. If this is a house matter then I cannot interfere. I will not say anything to the rest of the professors or the headmaster. You all may go.' She told them letting out a deep sigh.

The six of them headed off to their next class. Defence Against The Dark Arts was a bit of a joke with professor Quirrell. He was a jumpy wizard as any little noise would make him flinch. Potions with Professor Snape was not one of Harry's favorites. The greasy haired potions professor set his sights on Harry. He gave four NEWT level questions to him. 'Ah. Mr. Potter, our newest celebrity.' Said Professor Snape in his cold drawling voice as he crossed his arms using his black cloak and stared down at him. He paused for a brief minute before continuing. 'Tell me Mr. Potter. What would I get if I added a powder root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?" He asked. Harry looked up at his greasy headed potions professor answering. 'The mixture of Asphodel to a mixture of wormwood make a sleeping potion so powerful it is known as the Draught of Living Death sir.'

Professor Snape grunted and asked a second question. 'Tell me this Mr. Potter. If I asked you to find me a bezoar, where will you find one?' Harry folded his arms starting to get annoyed. 'You can find any bezoar at your local apothecary or your potions cabinet. It is good practice to all ways have one on you at all times. However a bezoar is commonly found inside the stomach of a goat sir.' Harry answered not trying to piss off professor Snape. The greasy potions professor grunted again and thought up an even harder question, 'Tell me Mr. Potter. What is the difference between monkshood and wolfsbane?' Asked professor Snape. By this time Harry was really trying not to stand up and break professor Snape's nose. 'They are the same plant, which also goes by the name of aconite. It is commonly used as a potion ingredient for those who suffer lycanthropy during a full moon keeping their minds as human instead of their basic instincts to infect others. Women who are on their period are more at risk during this time sir. They run a higher risk of becoming another werewolf or they may be raped. Werewolves can smell a woman's mistral blood four miles away sir.' Harry answered. Harry thanked goddess Fionna for giving him the correct answers in his head.

Professor Snape stared daggers at Harry so he turned the tables on him. 'Excuse me professor, if I may ask a question since you questioned me? How come you gave me NEWT level questions sir?' Harry asked knowing they were fair enough questions. However professor Snape didn't even answer but instead he took thirty points away from Gryffindor house just because he could. Harry gave an apologetic look to his house mates. The rest of the class was more lost house points and a surge of points for Slytherin. They got house points for just not doing anything. One Slytherin sneezed and she got twenty points, while Gryffindor lost fifty for reading their potions book. After class Harry's housemates came up to him saying that the loss of points wasn't his fault since Snape favored his own house...

The weeks flew by, and Halloween came around, and Harry didn't like this day since it was the day his parents were murdered. Harry had to go find two of his girls since there was a troll roaming around the castle loose. He eventually found his witches; it wasn't what he expected. They were trapped by the troll on the second floor. Harry didn't waste any time, his witches were in serious trouble. In the end he actually killed the troll, which really sucked because Harry, Hermione and Daphne found themselves in a spot of trouble with professors McGonagall, Snape, Flitwick and Dumbledore. It wasn't all bad though. After telling the professors the truth they earned a total of 20 house points, and only lost five because they were being a bit stupid. Flying lessons with Rolanda Hooch just a few days after the troll was in the castle, was a fun experience for Harry, Hermione, Daphne, Padma, Parvati and Neville. The flying instructor Madame Hooch berated Draco Malfoy, Ronald and Ginevra Weasley that they were holding their brooms wrong. When they protested she gave them detentions for two weeks. Harry, Hermione, Daphne, Padma, Parvati and Neville took to flying on a broom, like a duck to water. Harry however was a bit better and was recommended to try-out for his house quidditch team. He refused and thanked Madame Hooch for the offer, but a few days later professor McGonagall put him on the Gryffindor quidditch team as a seeker anyway. She didn't care about what Harry wanted; all she cared about is having the quidditch house cup in her office instead of professor Snape's, which Harry was growling and fuming every time he had to deal with professor McGonagall….

Then towards the end of the year Harry had to go save Ronald Weasley and several others because they thought that the third floor that was off limits was some kind of test of bravery. That was stupid on everyone's part following the jealous pain in the ass. Harry faced professor Quirrell. He found out that he wasn't just facing Quirrell but Voldemort as well. Harry just called him Quirrelmort. A few insults where thrown back and forth, but in the end Harry killed the professor and sent whatever was left of Voldy-pants running away with his tail between his legs. Harry woke up in the medical ward and the first thing he saw was his witches. Madame Pomfrey didn't interrupt due to the fact that Hermione closed the curtain around Harry's bed. Each of his witches chewed his ass out before kissing him because they were so worried about their husband, and they had plans to have his children in the future. Harry knew it was deserved and took it like a man. They all were right when they said he needed to listen to his wives. Headmaster Dumbledore came to see him a few days later and he made his eyes twinkle trying to act like a doting grandfather. However it just looked creepy, and Harry knew that it was Albus Dumbledore's way of hiding reading the students minds on a whim, especially his and his wives mainly. When it failed he left seeing there was no use for him to be around….

{…Flashback: Summer Vacation, After First Year…}

The ending feast was kinda boring, and then it was time to spend the next six hours of freedom on the Hogwarts Express before slavery at the Dursley's once again for the next few months. At least that is what Harry thought. Two weeks into his enslavement, Harry had a guest. Hermione sent her own house-elf named Thalia. She made quick work of everything Harry was told to do before she made him vanish. Harry met all of his witches in secret since they haven't told their parents about their marriage yet. It wasn't because they didn't want too, but it had more to do with how to go about it. How could you just walk up to your parents and flatly say; 'Sorry daddy, but I am not your baby girl anymore. I belong to another man and I am his wife, and I spread my legs for him any time he wants.' They all knew it wouldn't go over to well. Their mothers would either get very pissed off or faint after hearing that.

Every day Harry would get up at his normal time at 5:00 Am, but Hermione's house-elf Thalia was there. She had breakfast already cooking away on the stove and all of Harry's chores done. Harry found out that she used her elf magic and the ministry didn't detect anything. She beamed a smile at Harry speaking. 'Master Harry Potter is a great wizard and make mistress happy. Mistress wants baby Potter's. Thaila be a good house-elf and help to raise baby Potter's very soon.' The little house-elf told him. Harry had to smile thinking of Hermione becoming a mother. When Harry questioned the house-elf about what she said, it came as no surprise to him when she explained that she could see bonds and all house-elves could. The Dursley's didn't know how Harry did everything that they ordered him to do in a short time, but this caused him to be abused. Harry didn't care any longer since Hermione's house-elf was there to patch him up, make sure he ate properly and get out of the house when he could. Hermione and the rest of his wives were told everything of course, but they couldn't say anything to their parents yet. They didn't want to get in trouble with the ministry or with them if they helped. Outside of dealing with the Dursley's, Harry had one of the best summers ever. On his birthday Harry got several gifts from his friends and wives secretly through Thalia, Hermione's house-elf. Along with her gift, Hermione sent a note to him in her perfect calligraphy style of handwriting.

To My Dearest love Harry,

First I want to say that I miss you. It sucks that I can't be there with you for your birthday. I had a special gift just for you. Since I can't be there with you, I am sitting here without my panties and bra on thinking of you. I know this is sudden to know this, but I am ovulating and wishing to have you inside me. I am wanting to carry your baby very, very much because I love you for who you are. I am sure that the other girls feel the same but are still nervous to say it. I have placed a special charm on this note just for you. Once you finish reading it, it will change to your very special gift.

Love, your wife Jeanie.

Harry smiled after reading the note seeing it change into a very naked Hermione Granger. At the bottom of the picture it said Happy Birthday Sweetheart. You Can Put A Baby Potter Inside This Oven. The sexy pose Hermione was showing and what she was doing to herself made Harry think of Hermione even more. He quickly wrote a note back to Hermione sending it through her house-elf since Hedwig was out hunting.

To My Dearest Hermione,

First I want to thank you for the birthday present. The photo album of you is something I will treasure always. It shows how much thought and love you put into it. On to your note. I honestly couldn't believe you actually wrote that you were not wearing panties and a bra while writing it, and you said that you were ovulating wanting me inside you making babies. Do you realize how sexy that sounds and how much I want to make babies with you? And here I thought my beautiful wife was just a beautiful, intelligent, and sexy bibliophile who just loved her books. You sure have a wild streak and I am glad for that. I had to read your note a few times just to wrap my head around what you did. The picture of you playing with your wet pussy makes me wish I was there with you now making sweet love to you. You just gave me some really great dreams tonight. I better keep this short since I don't want that fat tub of lard Vernon to know I have a way of getting messages to you. I Love You Very Much!

Love, Your Husband Harry.

Ps. I wish you were here too my love.

Just before the new term even started, a somewhat deranged house-elf named Dobby showed up in Harry's room telling him not to return to Hogwarts because there was danger there. Harry flatly refused stating that his wives and his godbrother Neville would be inside Hogwarts, and he needed to go and protect them no matter what the danger was. The damn deranged house-elf didn't like the news and chose to disappear thinking that he needed to protect Harry. Harry caught up to the house-elf, but was too late to stop him from dropping his aunt Petunia's pudding onto a few guests that his uncle Vernon had over. He was trying to kiss their asses. Vernon was doing so as a way to make himself look more important in his job then he really was. Vernon Dursley was trying everything that his pea-brain of a mind could think of just to get a very high profile client to sign a contract for Grunnings Drills. Harry knew this because when he wasn't being beat by Vernon or Dudley. Harry went to look in on his uncle's supposedly very important job at Grunnings Drills throughout the years. Harry was very thankful to a married VIP couple inside the company for picking him up driving him to the company out of eyesight of his uncle and aunt down the block every day for weeks once he explained what he was doing, The married couple even pretended that Harry was their son saying he was Jason. This helped Harry so much that he vowed to do something for them in return when he was able too. What Harry found out was not all that to surprising when he snuck around the business. Vernon Dursley claimed he was a VIP Manager and he made loads of money. True Vernon was a manager, but he wasn't so high up in the latter that he claimed. Harry found out that Vernon wasn't just embezzling money, but he was also written up for sexual harassment.

Harry even caught his uncle Vernon cheating on Petunia with another woman having sex right there in the office. However to Harry it looked like rape or even blackmail forcing the poor woman to have sex with Vernon. Harry didn't say anything to Petunia since she wouldn't believe him, but he did one better then telling his aunt. He found out that someone named Hardwin Potter built Grunnings Drills from the ground up over 150 years ago. With a little bit more digging and research, with the help of several people inside Grunnings Drills who hated Vernon Dursley with a passion; Harry found out that Hardwin Potter was his great grandfather on his dad's side of the family. Harry also found some startling news. His great grandfather Hardwin Potter left Harry as sole owner to Grunnings Drills before he died one year after he was born, but until he became of age a board of directors would handle Grunnings Drills on his behalf. Harry grinned with a wicked smile as he left evidence anonymously to the President of the company with a small note on top of a file. "Look inside: Owner Hadrian P." Harry knew that it wasn't that anonymous because these were not stupid people. Even Vernon could work it out being as dumb as he was. However it did leave Harry a lot of questions about the things that Vernon and Petunia bought brand new over the years every day, and even now. Vernon's weekly paycheck couldn't afford what they bought, especially a new car almost every month. The embezzling money Vernon was doing wasn't even enough for what they were spending, so who was really paying for everything and how, was Harry's thought over the years. That however investigation was done just over a year before he entered Hogwarts.

A few days after Petunia's pudding crashed onto Vernon's guests Harry found himself in a spot of trouble with the ministry. Vernon was a different matter however. After one year of quietly looking into Harry's claim he overheard his uncle tell Petunia that he was almost fired from his job and he was being watched like a hawk. Harry thanked god for Hermione's house-elf Thalia because he was able to speak with madame Bones about the threat of being expelled and his wand snapped by Mafalda Hopkirk, an assistant in the Improper Use of Magic Office. The Head Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, Amelia Bones took Harry's statement and memory of the event in question at a secure location with Hermione, Daphne, Padma and Parvati present. Mafalda Hopkirk almost lost her job once Amelia Bones finished her own investigation. There was no proper investigation for accidental magic done by a minor. There was no aurors who did any questioning, nor was there any memory that was obtained of the event for inspection. Mafalda Hopkirk had to write a sincere apology to Harry and erase any blemish regarding his interaction with the Ministry.

At least that was what Amelia Bones explained after two weeks. While meeting Amelia Bones, Hermione brought up a few things. One of which was the fact that she had her house-elf Thalia help Harry. This made the stern light autumn-brown haired witch to raise an eyebrow. Hermione went into full details of what Harry's life was like during the summer. She then called for her house-elf that way Amelia could take her statement and memory. Once that was done she promised to look into removing Harry for his own safety, but it will take some time to do so. Amelia told Harry, Hermione, Daphne, Padma and Parvati that she was helping them due to her niece Susan and after talking with her in depth. She honestly believed in their story, though she couldn't really make any solid promises. She left before Harry did with Thalia. Hermione, Daphne, Padma and Parvati decided that since Harry really wasn't loved at home and they were uncertain that he wouldn't have anyone to protect him while going to Diagon Alley, they would speak with their parents...

{…Thursday, August 28, 2013: Four Days Before The Start of Harry's Second Year…}

The summer was fun and pretty short, but Harry and his witches met back up in Diagon Alley. They all decided that they would still keep their secret about everything and only pretend to be friends. Harry unofficially met Hermione's parents, doctor's Dylan Damien Granger and his wife Geneviève Vivian Granger. Hermione noticed that they didn't look to impressed when they met the boy who starred in all of her letters home. Harry looked hurt and ashamed for wearing baggy clothes that were four times his size, but Hermione came to his rescue.

She explained why Harry looked the way he did which her parents made him feel more at ease. They met up with the rest of their friends before they started their shopping. The first stop that they made was to 'Amanuensis Quills'. Harry was about to buy the cheapest quills, but Mrs. Granger insisted on paying for the very best. Ten minutes later everyone walked out with their new purchases. They went to 'Familiar Formula Apothecary', 'Globus Mundi Traveling Trunks and Tents', 'Madam Primpernelle's Beautifying Potions', 'The Magical Menagerie' and 'Potage's Cauldron Shop' before lunch. All the adults ushered their charges into 'The Leaky Cauldron' to get a bite to eat and go over what was left that they needed to buy...

Once that their stomachs were full and settled they went off to do the rest of their shopping. Harry spotted a small shop called 'Trusty Treasures'. There in the window display was a gold heart necklace. Mr. Granger eyed Harry carefully and wondered why the boy was looking at a neckless so intently. When Harry saw how much the necklace cost, he shook his head walking away. He caught up with the group to head into 'Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions' so he could get some new school robes. Mr. Granger followed him while deep in thought before making up his mind. He wanted to help Harry since he looked like he was closer to his daughter then they were saying. He told Mrs. Granger what he was doing in her ear before excusing himself. Once he was away from the group he needed to find out who Harry Potter really was. 'He knew that the boy was famous for surviving the killing curse, but the boy looked like a vagabond. He was kind, very polite and everything that he hoped his daughter would bring home one day. But who was Harry Potter really?' Mr. Granger thought.

However Mr. Granger needed to head back to 'Trusty Treasures' before he went to find answers. Mr. Granger picked up the necklace before heading to Gringotts since they were the best ones to help. An hour later, after leaving the bank he was stunned, but refused to say anything until the kid was ready. He found the group at 'Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlor' before heading off to finish their shopping for the day. He sat next to Harry for a minute while everyone was inside placing their order. He discreetly leaned over to Harry speaking in his ear. 'Harry, when you are ready to talk, I'll listen. I saw you eyeing this and I thought you wanted it for my little girl. I also pulled some money from your vault for you and only took out what I already paid for. If you want my daughter, then prove it to me. Don't break her heart.' Mr. Granger said handing the necklace and money bag to Harry under the table. He got up and left Harry by himself as he went to place his own order. Harry felt a bit guilty having Hermione, Daphne, Padma and Parvati's parents pay for his school supplies. Harry vowed to make good on Mr. Granger's words, but not just yet. After some ice cream they all made their way to the last stop of the day, "Flourish and Blotts'. Several events happened that day. One was there was a long line of witches and some wizards, because there was a book signing. It was some wizard named Gilderoy Elliott Lockhart. Once he saw Harry with Hermione on his arm he actually shoved her to the ground making her father react. Gilderoy Lockhart got punched in the nose making him fall flat on his ass. The photographer for The Daily Prophet got the same treatment. Unfortunately Ronald and Ginevra were there. Their mother who was a plump witch of a woman noticed Harry and ran over and tried to hug him, but Mrs. Granger stepped in front slapping the woman before telling her off.

Draco was there and Harry saw that he tore a page out of a book slipping it into his pocket before making snide comments about him, Hermione and the rest of the girls. Ronald and Ginevra's father Mr. Weasley got into a fist fight with Draco's father, who was introduced as Lucius Malfoy. Harry could tell how Draco learned to act like he owned everything. Separating Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Weasley was Hagrid. He had each man separated in each hand at least ten feet apart and four feet off the ground. It was kinda funny to Harry seeing two grown men flailing around like little children, with Lucius Malfoy having a toilet-seat around his neck like some type of jewelry. Then seeing both grown adults dumped onto their asses like rags. Once everything settled down, Harry looked at his book list. He sighed seeing that he needed to buy every single book that Lockhart wrote. He went and got all the books even though he didn't want too. He chose a few more practical books just in case. He paid for his books and his witches books as well getting a grateful hug from his witches. Everyone left 'Flourish and Blotts' laden down with what amounted to a small library, and several galleons lighter. Since it was getting late Harry was treated to have dinner at 'The Leaky Cauldron'...

During dinner everyone met Neville and his grandmother Augusta Callidora Longbottom. The moment she saw Harry she walked over and gave him a grandmotherly hug. Harry had to guess Neville must have said something, but what she said threw Harry for a loop. 'Lord Potter, I just found out that I was to take care of you. I am so, so sorry; I didn't know. Your mother was one of my daughter in-law's best friends. Alice Heather Longbottom was her name and she was your blood sworn godmother. I just came from Gringotts so that is how I know. You and Neville should have grown up together as brothers. Oh my boy, I so am hurt that you are living the way you are, but I swear to you that I will find a way to get you out of your living conditions.' She said. Harry and everyone was in stunned silence for a while, and it wasn't until Harry spoke that everyone came to their senses. 'Um thank you Mrs. Longbottom. You'll have to forgive me, but this is quite a shock. I felt like there was a brotherly connection with your grandson last year and we became friends. But hearing that his mother is my godmother will take some time to grasp. I don't know much about the wizarding world besides what Hagrid, Daphne, Hermione, Padma, Parvati and Neville told me. I don't know anything about my family. I don't know their names, who they are, or what they did for a living. All I have is a small photo book of my mom and dad with their friends. I would like to know more, but if you're willing to help, then speak with Amelia Bones. She is working on my case. It is a favor from her neice Susan.' Harry replied keeping their real secret.

Neville and his grandmother was offered to join everyone which they excepted. Augusta wanted to tell Harry everything she could remember, but thought better of it for now since he just had a bombshell drop in his lap. During the dinner Harry made a request of Neville's grandmother, and that was to get him a new wand. Harry pointed out several reasons which were valid points. He slid thirty gold galleons over to Neville's grandmother. She raised an eyebrow at Harry, but he simply said Neville's new wand is his birthday present from him since he found out that they were only a day a part from each other. he continued and said that the rest of the money was for Neville to have and he could use it as he wished. The sweet old witch may be like a fire breathing dragon when she needed to be, however she gave her word that Neville will have a new wand before they left Diagon Alley. Since it was just a few days before the kids got onto the Express bound for Hogwarts, the parents decided that it wouldn't hurt anything if they stayed in the Alley. This would give the kids time to just be themselves, but it had a different reason behind it. The parents wanted to see how Harry was around Hermione, Daphne, Padma, Parvati and Neville without them even knowing. Over the next few days what the parents saw was surprising. Everything that their girls had wrote home about was true. Despite how Harry Potter looked and was being treated at home, he still had a heart of gold, especially towards their daughters...

The six hour train ride back to Hogwarts was one Harry would never forget. Hermione, Daphne, Penny, Padma and Parvati stripped out of their clothes while Neville went to find an old friend. They all ganged up on Harry and stripped him of his clothes. Over the next several hours it was a game of touchy feely. The sensation of Harry's witches naked bodies was very enjoyable for him. Just using his natural instincts, he watched them come unhinged. It was even more so when Hermione opened her legs to him shoving his head down to what belong to him and him alone….

(...MINOR GRAPHIC SEXUAL CONTENT WARNING...)

'OH GOD YES HARRY! YES, YES, YES FUCKING SUCK ON MY PUSSY HARDER! MAKE ME CUM, MAKE MY PUSSY CUM! MAKE ME CUM! MAKE ME CUM! OH MY FUCTHING GOD BABY, PLEASSE MAKE ME CUM!' Hermione screamed, and Harry knew what his wife wanted. He started licking her clit before going further by using his parselmouth ability. 'OH FUCK! FUCK, FUCK, FUCK... Nghhh, huh-huh… huh-huh, huh-huh...' Hermione moaned even louder then she was before while panting and moving her hips in rhythm with her husband's use of his tongue and lips.

This got her to get wilder shoving Harry's face deeper into her wet pussy as her 36-DD tits were bouncing around. Daphne Greengrass added to the young witch's pleasure as she started sucking on Hermione's right tit licking her peach colored areola and nibbling on her pink nipple with her teeth. Daphne Greengrass was slamming two of her fingers inside her wet pussy pleasuring herself not going any deeper so her hymen stayed intact. 'YES HARRY, YES! I'M GOING TO CUM! I'M CCCUUUUMMMIIINNNGGG!' Hermione screamed as she raised her hips up so her cum would go into Harry's mouth while her body shook from her explosive climax. Daphne, Penny, Padma and Parvati weren't left out and soon Harry's witches were a pile of goo on the floor of their compartment just like Hermione. Harry however was a mess once his wives got done with him. Pleasing five girls was exhausting. They made him spirt his load several times on them and they wanted the full thing….

(...END OF GRAPHIC SEXUAL CONTENT...)

But once Hermione checked the time they quickly cleaned the compartment an hour before the trolly witch, Mrs. Mason would show up with sweets. Luckily they all made it with ten minutes to spare. Of course Draco with his bookends and Pansy Parkinson came to annoy them, but they quickly left seeing no one would rise to their taunts. Ronald and Ginevra Weasley showed up. Ron tried to come inside their compartment to eat the limited sweets they had. His sister was trying to get inside for a completely different reason. That reason everyone of Harry's witches knew. She just wanted into their husband's pants. Every woman could tell what another woman wanted even though it was hard for guy's to read. Lucky for Harry Padma told him through their bond and he allowed his witches to deal with the red-headed slut. Of course their elder brother Percy Weasley was nearby and demanded that they let his siblings inside. Harry flatly refused and his witches wondered if Percy Weasley had a lump of coal up his ass, or maybe his wand? they never wanted to find out. He stormed off saying something or other about McGonagall. They really didn't care what the blowhard said. Soon Neville showed up with a young dishwater-blonde. She had silvery-blue eyes wearing a Butterbeer cork necklace and Dirigible plum earrings with a sunflower yellow dress. Her fashion sense was a bit bizarre but she seemed like a nice young lady.

Neville introduced her as Luna Pandora Lovegood as she looked at Harry and his witches. 'Lord Potter it is an honor, and to the lady Potter's as well.' She said taking everyone by surprise. Harry thanked god that the compartment door was closed at the time. He wrapped Luna into a warm hug thanks to Hermione always giving him one before he spoke. Luna, I am your godbrother. 'I am Lord Hadrian "Harry" James Potter. I am so happy to meet you.' Said Harry causing the new first year to giggle. She replied in her dreamy far off angelic voice. 'I know you silly boy. The Blubbering Humdingers told me that I would meet my godbrother today.' She said and then smiled seeing all of Harry's wives. Luna plopped down right next to Penny before she spoke again. 'I am so happy to meet the lady Potter's it feels like we're one big family' said Luna cheerfully. Daphne looked to her co-wives knowing that their marriage to Harry was a secret. They all nodded before she asked the bubbly witch. 'Luna how did you know that we are married to Harry? No one knows yet, not even our parents.' Daphne questioned. 'Don't worry the wrackspurts and nargles are not around your heads. That's how I knew, and I won't say anything. I hope there's pudding…' She explained causing everyone to look at each other and shrug their shoulders.

Neville broke a bombshell a few minutes later. He told Harry and the group that Luna was his betrothed as of his birthday. It was his grandmother's idea and there was no way to backout. He said that he really didn't mind since they grew up together as babies. Despite Luna's extremely quirky way of talking, the ride was pretty enjoyable for everyone. That however came to a screeching halt. Professor McGonagall was waiting on the six of them at the steps of Hogwarts. Before the new first years showed up she questioned them about Ronald and Ginevra Weasley. Harry took the lead and explained everything. Professor McGonagall understood and knew that Percy was just being an ass. Harry requested that him and Neville change rooms since they had a bad rapport with Ronald already. She could see the valid point and made sure they were both moved into a different room….

{…Flashback: The Ending Of Second Year; Friday, May 24, 2014…}

It was the tail end of Harry Potter's second year. Hermione Jean Granger has been awake for over a week since she was given the mandrake potion for her petrification due to the basilisk. Even Daphne, Penny, Padma and Parvati were awake. He was just thankful they were only petrified instead of dead. The attacks on the students were fearful and Harry was given a wide berth since all the students found out that he was a parselmouth. Throughout the year many of the Hogwarts students whispered calling him a new dark lord after that. Ronald Weasley and Draco Malfoy always took the opportunity any chance they got to say that whenever he was around.

This bothered Harry, but several students like Susan Bones, Nymphadora Tonks and Summer Summerby from Hufflepuff, George and Fred Weasley, Katie Bell, Angelina Johnson and Alicia Spinnet from their own house of Gryffindor didn't believe that he was the one who opened the fabled chamber of secrets. Some Slytherins like Angelia Zabini, her brother Blaise, Narcissa Black and Diane Carter also didn't believe that Harry would open the chamber of secrets attacking students, which was a surprise. Ravenclaw stayed quiet for the most part, but whispers were still heard. Fred and George Weasley were well known as the school's pranksters which helped Harry try and laugh. It did up to a certain point. Throughout the year it was hell, but Neville, Daphne, Penny, Padma and Parvati stood by him the most with Hermione. When Harry's witches were petrified he took it badly skipping his potions and Transfiguration classes. He was always found in the medical ward of Hogwarts just talking to them. When Hermione Granger was found petrified this hit Harry the hardest. He was downright pissed. Harry spent most of his time with Hermione. Katie Bell and Angela Zabini tried to calm his temper since they met. When the two witches locked their chocolate-brown and stardust-blue eyes onto his bright emerald-green a golden dome formed around them. Harry knew that they were his witches and he was their wizard….

{… Flashback: The Ending Of Second Year; Monday, May 1, 2014: Inside An Unused Classroom…}

Prior to Hermione Granger being petrified she pulled the two girls aside into an unused classroom and explained everything up until now. The two girls didn't need the explanation since they felt the attraction towards Harry in their core. 'Hermione we get it. Angela and I are married witches to Harry along with Susan, Tonks and Cassy. We're keeping quiet for now since there is already bad blood between the school and our husband. We're going to stand by him no matter what happens.' Katie Bell said which Hermione let out a sigh of relief. She pulled out a parchment from her book bag and looked at her list speaking. 'Okay. That leaves two wives left. Now it's trying to find the consorts and mistresses. Katie can you and Angela work together and find out who would be best suited for those roles. I heard that Sue-Li and Sadie Fawcett from Ravenclaw would be a good match, but I don't know about any others.' Hermione said.

Angela walked over to the desk where Hermione had her parchment out reading it over her shoulder. "Well besides myself and Cassy in Slytherin, there is Quinn Baxter and Tabitha Bainbridge who need a line continuation, but I think they would like to become a mistress. I'll have to ask them and find out for you Hermione. Other than that, we'll keep our ears out for any others." Angela told her causing Hermione to nod. 'Thanks girls, but one last thing. No matter what happens to me, you two keep asking around quietly and inform me when you can. We all want Harry happy and alive. That is our concern at the moment.' Hermione stated gaining both Angela's and Katie's nod of approval. Just before the girls left the un-used classroom, Hermione made a copy of her parchment twice. She handed Angela Zabini and Katie Bell their own copies with a kiss on their lips with a bright smile on her face….

The professors were no help this year giving Harry a wide berth as well. When Harry found out how Hermione was petrified and hearing that Tracy Davis was taken down into the chamber Harry acted. His defence against the Dark Arts professor Gilderoy Lockhart was a liar. Before he could even pull his wand against Harry he was knocked out saving a first year from being raped. Harry heard the rumors that he was using his position as a professor to rape young women. That rumor was now found to be true. After Harry bound and gagged the professor without his wand he took off to find Tracy Davis. His real motive was because of Hermione. Through two years she helped him the most out of the rest of his witches. She taught him what pure true love was, and he now couldn't live without her. True she wasn't dead, but having a wife petrified for the rest of his life was no way to live.

Harry found his way down to the chamber once he put everything together saving Tracy Davis, killing the basilisk and destroying Lord Voldemort, or Tom Riddle once again. Harry carried Tracy Davis on his back into the medical ward of Hogwarts as tears, worry and anger was coming from a witch and wizard, who Harry found out were Tracy's parents. Professor McGonagall, headmaster Dumbledore, professor Flitwick, madame Bones and madame Pomfrey were all shocked to see Harry dirty and bloody. Harry laid Tracy on the nearest bed before Albus Dumbledore started in on him asking question after question. Madame Pomfrey didn't stand for it as she had a job to do. It was her domain and her rules. Harry stayed a few days inside the medical ward before the medi-nurse let him go. He spent several days avoiding the headmaster, professors and students alike. The one thing he hated after two years was his fame. He never wanted it, nor did he need it. The Daily Prophet was a part of the problem. When Harry was just being himself they sang his praises like he was a god, but when things went sideways he was the villain. After the problems were solved he was once again everyone's golden boy. No one cared what he wanted, they just saw what they wanted to see, and he was tired of it….

{…Present Night: Ending Of Second Year; Friday, May 24, 2014: Harry And Neville's Dorm Room…}

Neville was sound asleep in his bed as Hermione came walking in wearing a light pink baby-doll nightgown. Harry could see right through it, and she wasn't wearing any panties or bra. "Harry love you awake?" She asked quietly so she wouldn't wake up Neville. Harry sat up on his bed and thanked god that it was just him and Neville in the room. "Yeah love I am. I was just thinking over the past two years here. What's up?" Harry replied and Hermione crossed the room. She joined him on his bed before saying why she was there. "I wrote to daddy yesterday and he is not mad at you, but he wants to meet you tomorrow with mom. The girls got the same reply back and we're to meet them at Gringotts. Honey I think it is time to come clean and tell our parents the whole truth. Us being married, wanting your children, the last two years here, everything." She said and Harry couldn't agree more to her words. "I happen to agree with you love. I am tired of this crap. Draco, Ron, Ginny, Snape and Dumbledore are getting on my nerves. Fighting trolls, Voldemort twice, a basilisk well you get the point. You and the others were hurt, Tracy almost died this year and Dumbledore didn't even lift a finger hushing everything up. I don't even know what to do with no answers. It's about time I get some, and I think your parents could help. I am drowning here love and I don't want to lose any of you. Neville and Luna are dear to me, but it's you girl's safety that bothers me the most. I think we should talk with McGonagall and Flitwick tomorrow. Telling them everything here would be like poking a hornets nest. Dumbledore wants to control everything in my life and I want a new start away from him. Gringotts could help, but getting out of the castle will be a problem. Dumbledore won't let me leave unless it's back to the Dursley's. This place feels like home, but also my prison. Hermione we need to leave, and I mean all of us. The sooner the better." Harry replied feeling exhausted. Hermione kissed his lips before smiling.

"We're gone love. We have to meet daddy and mom at 11:30 tomorrow at Gringotts. That leaves a few hours to speak with the professors. Even if they don't give us permission, we're still leaving. Thalia was told that she was to stay close to us tomorrow. If we are stopped from going then she is to appear, vanishing us straight to Gringotts before returning for Neville, Blaise, Luna and the rest of our friends. Everyone's trunk is packed and ready on a hair's notice." Hermione replied. Harry smiled back before he remembered what Hermione's father said when they were in the alley. "Jeanie love, your dad told me to never break your heart, and I will keep that to my dying day. You out of all the girls showed me what a loving family really was. You showed me real love, and I have no words to say to you about that except that I actually love you. No matter how many women I have your my number one in my heart." Harry told her.

Neville sat up in his bed after being woken up and looked over at both Harry and Hermione. "Oh would you two just fuck each other's brains out already. Do something so your mouths keep quiet. I am trying to fucking sleep, You two are fucking married, enough of this shit. Just put up a silencing charm. Neville told them before hitting his pillow a few times, and then flopping back down and going back to sleep. Hemione giggle looking over at Neville's bed. Sorry Neev, for waking you." She told him and his grunt was his way of a reply. Hermione didn't want to leave Harry's bed until morning, and she knew that Daphne, Padma and Parvati were her roommates, and they wouldn't dare tell a soul to anyone that she stayed in Harry's bed.

Hermione looked at Harry with a wry sideways smile before snapping her fingers putting up a notice-me-not charm and a silencing charm around Harry's bed. She slowly took off her light pink baby-doll nightgown throwing it to the floor before speaking shaking her tits. 'Care to take care of your wife making her scream turning her into a pile of goo love?" Hermione asked with a giggle. Harry didn't need any further instructions and he begun to please Hermione making her moan and scream through her pleasure for the next two hours. Once both teens were satisfied Hermione curled up onto Harry's chest after kissing his lips falling asleep since they had a very rocky day ahead of them come tomorrow….

{…Ending Of Second Year; Saturday, May 25, 2014: Gryffindor Common Room…}

Hermione and Harry were awake early even though they only got a few hours less of sleep then they normally did. Of course after putting her babydoll night gown back on and gave Harry a kiss, Hermione slipping out of his room. Hermione got the third degree by Daphne, Padma and Parvati her roommates while they were heading into the girls showers. The three girls knew that Hermione snuck into Harry and Neville's dorm room since she wasn't in her bed when they woke up. "You slept in Harry's bed last night, so spill it Hermione. You had sex with him, how was it? Was he any good? I bet he got you screaming and begging you for more as your big titties were bouncing everywhere. I am so jealous and wished I could have seen your face as you rode that massive python like a pogo stick." Parvati asked playfully with a bit of a giggle.

Hermione couldn't help but laugh knowing that Parvati was just giving her a hard time. Daphne Greengrass nudged Hermione's shoulder with a wry smirk. "Come on Jeanie, spill the beans. We all know that our husband's dick is well above average. We already know that his cock is ten and a half inches. It is veiny and thick as two Gringotts galleons. Oh god look at me. You have me drooling thinking of our husband's rock hard veiny cock drilling into my little pussy making me scream and beg for him to ram it into me harder. On the flipside of the galleon though, I've caught a few guys showing off their dicks to each other. Our husband puts them to complete shame. I swear that their's is tiny compared to Harry's dragon in between his legs. Besides Hermione, we all know you're the first one to ride that monster. I bet Harry would have you moaning and screaming his name within minutes." Daphne teased.

Padma wouldn't be left out as she joined in with the other co-wives. "Oh come on girls, you know every witch in Hogwarts has wet pussies when our husband comes around. I saw that second year Cho Chang fucking herself with a dildo screaming Harry's name inside the girls loo the other day. I mean what witch wouldn't fuck themselves that stupid for our husband. Harry does eat out our wet pussies and we all do give him a blowjob. Jeanie is just the lucky bitch between us who get to be fucked stupid first before us. She is one lucky bitch." Said Padma giving Hermione a wry smile and a wink.

Hermione couldn't care less if the rest of the Gryffindor girls heard that Harry Potter went down on her eating her out and she gave him a blowjob. She did however give Parvati a wide happy grin remembering last night before replying. "Ladies, I swear that Harry and I didn't have sex yet. We just talked first and we woke up Neville. He said we should stop our talking and just fuck each other's brains out already because we're married. I think he is worried about us really. After that Harry just sucked on my tits and went down on me eating me out. God he was so good last night, and I totally lost count on how many times he made me cum. But I did enjoy sucking on our Harry's cock like it was an endless lollypop. I really didn't expect so much cum going down my throat and it took me by a bit of a surprise. Sure, our husband has a lot of cum and I can't honestly wait to feel all of that cum explode inside my wet pussy knocking me up. We all have seen the amount of cum our husband has when we fuck is cock with our tits. I really enjoyed myself last night with that thick monster in my mouth. I think we were moaning and screaming each other's names for hours, but I can't be sure. Believe me, I so wanted our Harry to just fuck my brains out turning me into a pile of goo. But Harry is still getting use to this whole soul-bond marriage thing. All I did was tell him about today and he agreed. We're going to find professor McGonagall and Flitwick after breakfast." Hermione's conversation didn't finish even when they were getting dressed.

Katie Bell one of Harry's wives joined the others in their common room right after her morning workout, a hot shower and getting dressed for the day. She came down and couldn't believe what she was seeing. Her co-wives Hermione, Daphne, Padma and Parvati were being confronted by Ron and Ginny Weasley. Ron had his wand up in the air as he spoke. "On behalf of house Weasley, I Ronald Bilius Weasley claim Hermione Jean Granger, Padma Devina Patil, Parvati Divya Patil and Daphne Lenora Greengrass as my personal belongings. So mote it be." He stated in a conceited and arrogant tone in his voice. There was no flash of light, there was no pull on anyone's magic, nothing. Ginny went to slap Hermione with a smirk written across her face. However Ginny was shocked when her wrist was grabbed by Hermione in mid-swing. The cool-brown haired witch had a cold look in her eyes.

The cold, dead murderous eyes of Hermione's bright hazel-brown eyes almost made Ginevra Molly Weasley piss herself right there in the middle of the Gryffindor common room. "First off, Ronald Bilius Weasley you said the claiming and binding oath completely wrong. The claiming and binding oath doesn't work on us, and I won't give your sorry ass a reason to try it again. I can tell you that even if you manage to somehow try, you will die. The binding oath has a flaw to it which saves the woman. If a woman is either dating, engaged, married or with child; then the claiming and binding oath sends out a backlash of magic to the caster killing them for trying to take what doesn't belong to them in the first place. Kind of funny how magic works you idiot. Second, your just a jealous asshole because of Harry. You think just because he is famous for something he don't remember he has it easy. Well, guess what? He has never lived in a castle; he doesn't have servants waiting on him hand and foot all day twenty-four seven. Despite what those books you have read growing up say, it is completely the opposite. Harry is a victim of abuse by his relatives. He was beaten, starved and used as a slave for all of his life. He is the last known lord to The Most Honorable Ancient House and Most Ancient Noble House of Potter. He didn't know this until he reentered the magical world. Harry never knew his family. You're lucky that you have a mother, and father, brothers and a sister. We all should be lucky and thankful for our families, because Harry doesn't. I am tired of you Ron." Said Hermione and then shoved Ginny closer to her brother continuing and this time it was a rant.

"You both are as bad as Draco, you should have been put into Slytherin, then again the two of you don't have enough brain-cells to even be considered into that house let alone the cunning and guile of that house. Your pure-blood may be excepted by Slytherin, but the way you constantly shoot your mouth off, I don't think they will welcome you with open arms. Here is something for that little brain you have between those dumbo ears of yours to chew on. Alastor Moody the hardest dark wizard killer was from Slytherin House. Retired potions professor Horace Slughorn, Professor Morgan Elinora LaFay, Professor Merlinus Aurelius Ambrosius and Salazar Salvatore Slytherin was from the same house. And yet they all did things great for the magical world. So not all Slytherins are evil. You stand there proclaiming that all Slytherin's are all evil, but yet you don't consider Gryffindor, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff houses. They too have had their fair share of dark witches and wizards."

"You say Ronald that Gryffindor is the best, but yet your to blind to see the stark reality of the truth. Just because your both pure-bloods, makes you think that your better than everyone else even if you're a poor family. You both are just a pathetic, weak, sorry excuse for being a witch and wizard. You both are trying to live off of other witches and wizards money. Oh boo-hoo, poor me, I'm a poor family so I'll live off of your money instead. Fuck that shit, it's time to grow up and stop sucking on your mamma's tits thinking that everything should be handed to you on a silver platter. You two are not babies anymore, your teenagers."

"You want the galleons, the fame, the pretty witch, the handsome wizard? Then get up off your lazy fucking asses and work for it. Harry is not a golden meal ticket. Do you see Harry eat like a pig or play chess waiting for the last possible day to do his school work handing it in sloppily?... No, because he gets up off his ass and studies doing his work before he makes any free-time for himself. Irritating as it is, Hadrian 'Harry' James Potter doesn't even have enough time to spend with his girlfriends, because he is constantly trying to save everyone's asses, because the professor surely won't do it themselves. Get this through those thick heads of yours. Harry never wanted to be on the Gryffindor quidditch team, he never wanted to come save you, Aiden O'Connor, Hugh Biggs, Nick Altas and Polly Chapman last year; but he did because of your own jealousy of Harry."

"You thought that going to a place where it was forbidden would earn you glory and fame like Harry, but you almost killed your classmates and yourself. You didn't care about your classmates. No all you fucking care about is food, chess, quidditch and yourself. You are so hung up on how famous my boyfriend is, that you left your classmates alone to die while you wanted everything for yourself Ronald; Or have you forgotten that fucking fact from last year? One minute he is everyone's hero and golden boy, but in a flash he is a dark wizard. Let me point this out to you Ronald. Harry is no dark wizard; he doesn't care what fucking house anyone is in. All Harry cares about is their lives. If they are in danger wither he likes you or not, he will come save you without a thought for his own personal safety." Hermione said keeping the same tone, and gave an apologetic look towards Fred and George Weasley.

Hermione knew that outside of Ronald, Ginevra and Percy, the two pranksters Fred and George were actually trying to make something of themselves. By now the entire Gryffindor house was now down in the common room due to Hermione's temper and her magic flaring. Ron had cold dead eyes looking at her as he opened his mouth. "He is a parselmouth, everyone knows that speaking to snakes is a sign of being a dark wizard. You're a fucking mudblood and you're better off with a pure-blood such as myself…." Ron spat as spittle came from his mouth being so angry. Hermione rolled her eyes and was going to say something, but Padma jumped in first. While everyone in the room gasped at the word mudblood. "Oh, now we get to this… Well Ronald, your well misinformed as usual. True Harry Potter is a parselmouth, but so is my sister and myself. We taught Daphne and Hermione, and they now are one too. It may be uncommon here, but there are other witches and wizards who can speak to snakes."

"Speaking parseltongue can be passed down or you can be taught how to speak it. India is well known for its beauty, but it is also known for its deadly snakes like the mamba and the king cobra. It takes people like Harry to get rid of snakes like those that are trying to harm a person or family. Salazar Slytherin may have been a parselmouth, but don't you think he learned it? It is not that hard to imagine he traveled to my home country and was taught. And good luck on trying to find someone who can speak it to teach you, because parselmouths have a good eye for those who would abuse such a gift. They don't teach it to just anyone and it is passed down into their families. Besides myself, Padma, Daphne, Hermione and Harry being able to speak parseltongue, there are only ten people left in the world who can speak it. I as hell wouldn't want to teach any of your ass's especially you Ron. Not even Albus fucking to many names dumbass Dumbledore would ever be able to learn it. Not even his illegal use of legilimency on students and professors could learn it since it comes with natural occlumency shields. So good luck in finding someone to teach you. Before you spout off about something you have no clue about, I suggest opening a book and finding the facts out first instead of eating like a pig, playing chess or talk about Quidditch." Padma replied and slipped in a good enough lie to be believable.

Ron looked dangerously over to her speaking. "Okay big deal you Bindi Bitch, but he let a snake try and…." He said coldly not understanding what the term 'bindi bitch' meant while everyone else gasped in horror not believing how casual Ron said such a slanderous term. Parvati didn't like Ron calling her sister a bitch. Between the two twin witches they always called each other a bitch out of fun and a few laughs at each other's expense. But that was reserved for certain actions on the twins part. Parvati chose to speak defending her sister, Harry and all of his other wives. "Oh you didn't just say that?" Parvati asked almost nose to nose with the red-headed asshole ready to slap him down. Anyone who had the displeasure of sitting across from Ronald Bilius Weasley in the great hall or even next to him could tell he wasn't the sharpest tool in the toolshed. If any conversation that didn't involve either food, chess, quidditch or his beloved The Chudley Cannons he wouldn't even listen to a word you said.

Everyone knew that Ron just opened a can of worms and it was going to be Parvati who was going to cash in on the ass chewing. "That's it, you redheaded piece of shit! No one calls my sister a bitch but me. Let me tell you something Ronald. The bindi my sister and I wear is a part of our beliefs. It's a mark of respect to honor magic, our ancestors and so much more. Another thing, Harry didn't cast the serpensortia spell. Draco did because he got dumped onto his ass embarrassed by Harry in front of the entire school during that farce you think of as a dueling club. That club was only thought of by Gilderoy 'Flop-fart'. He only used it as an excuse to pick out his next rape victim. That professor is a one trick pony only knowing the obliviate spell. That man makes professor Binns look better as a defence professor then himself, and he's a fucking ghost. I would have rather learned how to duel with professor Flitwick over 'Flop-fart'. At least then I would learn from a five time dueling champion who knows what the fuck he's talking about. Harry didn't have that king cobra go after Justin, it was pissed off and hungry. Harry told it to stop and try to get the snake to leave mentioning there was food in the forest for him to eat. But professor Snape killed it without thinking or any remorse. Snakes are dangerous, I won't deny that, but they are very beautiful creatures that deserve our respect and they are a part of the food chain on this planet. Without snakes, the balance of the natural order of things would harm everything. Rats and mice would be running around everywhere. The other natural predictors would be over run not able to keep the rats and mice in balance without snakes helping keeping them in check. How would any of you like to wake up one morning with rats or mice in your trunk, shoes or clothing. I sure as hell wouldn't like it."

"All anyone heard was the hissing and didn't even care to pay attention to the snake. It was listening to Harry, but I guess besides being dumber then a box of rocks is better for you anyways Ron. You know, it's kind of funny that no matter what points I make, you don't care to listen. I'm better off talking to a fucking brick wall, and maybe it could answer back better then you will. I am sick of looking at what I see here. Each and every one of you this year has not even asked Harry anything. You never asked how he can speak parseltongue, all you did this year was accuse and blame him thinking he was going to kill you. Did any of you ask Harry how he was feeling when Hermione got petrified or when his other girlfriends got petrified? Did any of you see the fear, the worry, the helplessness, the anger written on Harry's face? Did you see him in the medical ward holding Hermione's hand almost in tears. No because you all were to scared of your own shadows. I will excuse a select few and won't mention any names for fear of reprisals."

"You all have placed Harry on some type of pedestal singing his praises just because he survived the killing curse. He's your hero, your golden boy, your meal ticket and you think he could do no wrong. Harry is just like you, a human being with his own flaws and he makes his own mistakes. Can any of you standing around really see that fact? Oh stupid me of course not. Harry is, as I said your golden boy, but when shit hits the fan, he is the first one you start pointing fingers at and start accusing blaming and marking out as a dark wizard. "OOOOO, WATCH OUT! HARRY POTTER'S GOING TO KILL US., EVERY ONE RUN AWAY. OH PLEASE HARRY POTTER, SAVE US, SAVE US HARRY! That's your MO." No body in this fucking school ever pointed their fingers at the professors or the headmaster this year begging for help. Not a single one of you has ever sat down with Harry and spoken to him as a person nor as a friend. It's not Harry's job to save any one of your asses every time shit hits the fan. It is all the professor's and the headmaster's job to keep us safe, not his. He almost died this year, again. That is ten times in two years Ron. TEN TIMES IN TWO YEARS! NOT ONE, NOT TWO, NOT EVEN THREE, BUT TEN FUCKING TIMES! If he didn't go down in the chamber of secrets to save Tracy Davis, Daphne's best friend she would have died and Voldemort would have killed all of us. Is that what you fucking wanted Ron?"

"You really wanted Voldemort to come back and slaughter over 1,300 students and 25 professors because he thinks of himself as some sort of god? Because that is exactly what he would have done. Moldy-shorts only cares about three things. One: Enslaving everyone, Two: torturing those who blindly follow him and number Three: he only cares for himself. He thinks that everyone who doesn't believe the way he does belongs at the bottom of his boots. I bet that none of you have ever thought of an anagram before. And before you start shuttering in fear like scaredy cats let me remind you of the fact that fearing a name gives it power. Without fear there is no power. Now imagine one wizard as powerful as Lord Voldemort. Power he may have but what about all of you? Okay someone like Katie Bell might not be able to stand up to Lord Voldemort, but what if Katie had Fred Weasley, and Fred brought George, and George brought Alastor Moody and so on and so forth. Lord Voldy-shorts may take down what? Five, ten, maybe twenty witches and wizards before he feels exhausted. That's the key isn't it Ron. Don't you get it? Old moldy-shorts feeds off of fear. Without fear he is just a useless wizard with no real power now isn't he?"

"I am getting off track here so let me get back to the main point. Like I said none of you ever thought of an anagram before, well I did and so did all of Harry's girlfriends. Lord Voldemort is an anagram for Tom Marvolo Riddle. He was a Slytherin here, an orphan just like Harry. He was a half-blooded bastard who thought that he could escape the fact that he was nothing more than a half-blood by claiming he was a pureblood. He used the name Lord Voldemort to insight fear. But he is a weak ass wizard who kills a new mother, a new father and attempted to kill a baby but failed. Harry banished Voldy-shorts and it cost him more then what you have Ron. To Harry your richer then he is, because you still have family that is alive and breathing. I don't care what the hell you call it, but he is nothing but a whiny little bitch with mommy and daddy issues. You need to seriously read a book about the last wizarding war Ronald. Your uncles died, just like thousands of other families to stop that psychopath. They didn't want to be enslaved. If it wasn't for the Potter's or the Longbottom's you wouldn't be here. Harry may be the boy who lived and famous around the world, but you and others like you have never once considered that he doesn't want that name. He never knew it nor does he remember anything about that night his parents were murdered. Professor McGonagall said before we were sorted into our houses. And I quote."

'The Sorting is a very important ceremony because, while you are here, your house will be something like your family within Hogwarts. You will have classes with the rest of your house, sleep in your house dormitory and spend free time in your house common room. The four houses are called Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Each house has its own noble history and each has produced outstanding witches and wizards. While you are at Hogwarts, your triumphs will earn your house points, while any rule-breaking will lose house points. At the end of the year, the house with the most points is awarded the House Cup, a great honour. I hope each of you will be a credit to whichever house becomes yours.' End quote. Well so much for family then since it's nothing but a fucking lie. Professors not sticking up for their students is one thing, but a fucking house who doesn't give one flying shit about a man, and I do mean A Man and not a little boy who was hurting all year long. And you call yourselves Gryffindor lions, more like scaredy kittens then roaring lions protecting their pride." Parvati said rambling in a snarl.

A tall, pretty witch with dark skin, brown eyes and long black hair had to ask a question. "Miss Patil, I get your defence of your sister. Being called a bitch in front of the entire house would make anyone go off, but why are you defending Harry so fiercely? I have believed every word he has said this entire year, and I agree that Mr. Weasley does need an eye opener, but what is your reasoning for Harry?" She asked. Parvati looked at the girl who just spoke to her, and it was none other than Angelina Lilian Johnson a fellow Gryffindor and chaser for their house team. Parvati took a step back away from Ronald and Ginny taking a deep breath before answering Angelina's question. For a few simple reasons Angelina. Firstly, this excuse for a wizard that is nothing more than a walking garbage disposal has been making snide comments towards Daphne, telling her to go back to the 'Snake Pit'. Yet he clearly doesn't care that her mother was a Ravenclaw and her father was a Slytherin. They married out of love instead of being trapped in a loveless marriage. That has to tell you something does it not? Love doesn't care what House you're in, all that matters is the person that makes your heart thump louder when your boyfriend or girlfriend is around."

"Second reason; This idiot we call a human being has been calling Hermione a filthy mudblood, book worm and know it all. And yet he doesn't even stop to open a book on wizarding houses. In 'The Book Of The Sacred Twenty-Eight: by Hawthorn Flint'. Hermione's family is listed as Dagworth-Granger. Then again Ronald here wouldn't know what a book looks like even if it bit him in the ass before biting off his long ass nose. Third reason is that, he has tried to rape Hermione, myself, my sister and Daphne all year. Talk about creepy stalker and possible rapist. And Finally the only reason I am defending Harry against this idiot, is because I am his girlfriend. It's not just me that Harry has as girlfriends, its Hermione, Daphne, my sister, Penny, Katie, Angela, Cassie and Tonks. So why not put this garbage bag in his place. We will defend Harry because we love him and he loves us. If Ronald keeps pushing, then Harry was going to snap and him and his sick ass twin sister would be dead. I'm pretty sure Harry doesn't want to go to Azkaban. Harry's girlfriends have been trying to keep that from happening." Replied Parvati. She then turned her attention back to Ronald while Hermione was looking at Ginny ready to kill with her arms folded across her chest.

"Ron, your stupid if you believe that Harry would have a 150 foot basilisk set loose on Hogwarts in our second year, that just screams stupidity. Hypothetically speaking and if it was me doing it. I wouldn't set a basilisk loose in my second year. That's like waving a red flag saying, 'Here I am, I set the snake loose. Arrest me, lock me up in Azkaban and throw away the key.' Nah, the better choice would have been my last year here. Well, that is if it were me anyways. Now let's get back on topic and that topic is my boyfriend. You all should take a good hard fucking look in the mirror at yourselves after this year. Your all to blinded to see that Harry is a human just like us and is not a fucking god. Harry has never wanted his fame and nor has he ever asked for it. It was thrusted upon him when his family was murdered and him surviving the killing curse by a lunatic on October 31, 2000. Why do you think Harry stays away from the great hall on that day? He stays away because he morns for those who have fallen on that day, not just his parents. Does any of you even know what the real meaning of Halloween is?"

"For those who don't know, then let me explain. In Halloween's past is called the day of the dead. It was a time where the vail of death was thin and those who died could see their loved ones for at least for a few hours. It was a time to honor our ancestors thanking them for all they have done in their lives for the family. What about Neville Longbottom? His parents are in St. Mungo's laying on beds unable to move in the 'Janus Thicky Ward' no thanks to Death-Eaters. What about Susan Bones? She is an orphan just like Harry is. Her parents and the rest of her family were murdered by Voldemort too. How about Hannah Abbott? She lost her family in the wizarding blood war too. I could list thousands of names. Fathers, mothers, babies, children, aunts, uncles, grandparents; They all died for one psychopath's attempt at world domination. There was witches, wizards and muggles well before Tom Riddle who tried for world domination, and they all failed in their attempts."

"Go ahead Ronald, prove this little Bindi Bitch wrong, I fucking dare you! Well, I'm waiting… Uh-huh, just as I thought. You can't even prove anything. I guess your brain is just as empty as your slanderous words. You and your fucked up twin sister are nothing but jealous of the fact that Harry has us girls and he is off the market. Your just jealous of the fact that he is on the Gryffindor quidditch team and you're not. Your jealous of the fact that he gets better marks then you. Here is something you should know Ronald; magic is all about intent. A person's feelings whether it be good or bad, magic decides, and magic herself has decided for Harry. Magic chose specific girls for his life. Fuck you all! Harry is the bigger, stronger and better wizard then you'll ever be. Get this through that thick head of yours. Hermione, Daphne, my sister, myself, Penny, Katie, Angela, Cassie and Tonks will never open our legs to you."

"If Harry ever asked anyone of us to open our legs, we'll gladly do so willingly without question. That is how much we trust and love him for who he is. We're not with him because of his fame, money or titles. We're with him because he shows how kind, respectful, honorable, trusting and compassionate he really is. Harry doesn't see women as property or a plaything. He values them, Harry honors them by just doing what is right even when it is hard. That's what melts any woman's heart. That's why all eleven of us women have fallen in love with him. How hard is that not to understand. We don't care about stupid titles; we don't even care how rich Harry is. It's who he is, and not what he has that matters. You come near us and try and rape us again, I will be calling the aurors. You're lucky that we stopped Harry from calling them this year or from killing you and your sister. I will give you both this last warning. You, Ginevra, and Percy stay the hell away from Harry, Neville, our friends and us. Because if you don't, then as Harry's girlfriends will step aside, and let our boyfriend kill the three of you. Your smart enough to understand that he would have the legal right to do so under house Potter. This is your only warning." Parvati said in a dark and dangerous tone.

She saw that her entire house was in the common room listening to every word she said before throwing her hands up in the air speaking again having enough. Parvati couldn't hold back any longer. "Fuck this shit, we don't need you, we don't need Hogwarts if this is how you treat a fellow classmate. For the past two years Hogwarts has been nothing but hell. Quidditch, deathtraps, trolls, a jealous potions professor over my boyfriend because he looks like his father. The fucking greaseball is obsessed with his mother, a mother that Harry will never get to know. The same fucking greaseball can't even see past his own hate for a father that Harry will never get to know either. Harry is more his mother Lilly then his father James. No the fucking greaseball would rather let assholes like Draco, Goyle and Crabbe try and kill him every chance they get. He's always lurking around to just do more mental damage to my boyfriend reminding him how much he hates his father. Fuck him, fuck him if he wants to act like a spoiled five year old child. The man is almost thirty years old for god sakes. It's time for him to grow up and grow some fucking balls. Lady Lilly and Lord Potter are dead! The are never coming back. It's time the fucking bat-of-the-dungeons gets a hard reality check and get his wand out of his ass."

"Oh let's not forget about the three headed dog, the devil's snare, bewitched chessboards, more trolls, flying keys, poisonous potions and Quirrell-mort. Deranged house-elves, a narcissistic defence professor who can't do a spell to save his life and rapes underaged girls. I bet he truly believes that he is the reincarnation of the Greek god Narcissus. That same DADA professor thinks he is god's gift to all women just because he wrote about other witches and wizards achievements lying to everyone saying he did them himself. I can pretty much bet that Ginny opened her legs and got fuck by the rapist. I wouldn't put it past her to even be pregnant if that was the case." Parvati said. This got all eyes to stare at Ginny who looked red as a tomato being embarrassed. She knew that she willingly opened her legs and got fucked by Gilderoy Lockhart to make Harry Potter jealous of him.

She pretty much fucked any boy in Hogwarts just to get Harry to notice. Did she have unprotected sex a week before her period? She couldn't remember, but one thing was certain, she was not pregnant and what Parvati said just pissed off the red-head, and yet she couldn't say or do anything because she hit the nail on the head. Parvati wasn't finished as she continued to speak. "Gilderoy Lockhart is nothing more than a fucking pedophile rapist. Draco and his goon squad attacking Harry and us every chance they get and not get any punishment, Trying to keep our boyfriend from snapping and going on a killing spree. Killer bludgers, killer spiders, a killer snake, a school who hates my boyfriend when shit hits the fan, almost being raped so many times I lost count, professors who won't get their heads out of their asses, a headmaster who thinks he is better than everyone else because he fought a fucking duel. War is a fucking bitch and yet a headmaster who doesn't give one shit about children only himself leaving a child to deal with Voldemort. Have I missed anything yet? Have you all opened your eyes yet?... I want to go home and never come back. I want my Harry alive, not dead. Oh Yeah, this has been just one big fucking joyride for two years, great job on defending one of our pride guys, very well done. Bravo, bravo guys, great job on your actions this year." Parvati said as she was sarcastically clapping her hands before giving them two fake thumbs up. "Yeah, Gryffindor pride. More like fuck you!" Parvati said before flipping off her entire house.

All the Gryffindor lions looked between Harry, his wives and their friends. They saw that Harry and his group looked relaxed but murderous all at the same time. Daphne Greengrass smirked for only a minute because she knew that her co-wife Parvati still had a lot more to say, and she was doing a damn good job laying into everyone. Parvati could be a scary witch when she wanted to be. And right now she is one scary witch almost making the entire Gryffindor common room piss their pants. "I'm going to try my fucking best to get my boyfriend, my family and our friends out of Gryffindor next year. Or better yet, maybe leave Hogwarts all together. There's got to be better schools out there then this hellhole. Maybe then We don't have to put up with any of your shit. I want to get married, have his children, have a life, grow old with him and look back on our lives with laughter and a smile before we take that eternal rest." She said wanting to break down and cry. Parvati stayed strong however and didn't show that she really wanted to let the dam break letting out her tears never letting out every emotion she was holding back. However Parvati turned her attention to Ron's sister Ginevra and Lavender Brown. "Ginny, stop trying to get into our boyfriends pants. If you ever come around Harry again, I will personally make sure you will never have children, and break your god damn fingers. That is a promise. Lavender, you're a nice girl and all, but if I ever see you around Harry, Neville or any of their guy friends completely naked again, like I did yesterday, you'll wish you were dead when we're done with you. That is no threat, but a god damn promise." Parvati threatened before finally breaking down into sobs. Padma ran up and hugged her sister along with the rest of Harry's wives who was in the Gryffindor common room.

This made everyone take a step back and Hermione took Harry's hand before walking out of Gryffindor tower. "Come on dear, this lot isn't worth our time or energy. It will just be a waste of time even trying to get them to see the truth." Said Hermione giving them all a hard glare before everyone gave them a wide berth so they could leave. Harry nodded holding onto Hermione's hand while Neville was supporting Daphne. Everyone in the Gryffindor common room saw how Harry and his witches with their friends were following right behind them supporting each other….

Harry, Hermione, Daphne, Padma, Parvati, Katie and Neville didn't know what would be waiting for them in the great hall. Fred and George had to look at each other before looking at their eldest brother Percy, their baby brother Ron and baby sister Ginny before shaking their heads in disbelief of their three siblings. Both twin Weasley brothers knew that they were pranksters and could get anyone to laugh outside of the professors, and Harry Potter really needed a laugh this year after suffering the petrification of Hermione. They were glued to each other since first year along with the rest of his girlfriends and family. They may be troublesome, but the duo pranksters looked to each other and nodded before racing out of the Gryffindor common room. They hoped to catch up to Harry and his girlfriends along with everyone else who left with him. Fred and George raced down the seventh floor corridor and caught up to Harry and his group just before the set of stairs heading down towards the great hall. Fred Weasley almost made a stupid blunder when he reached for Harry's shoulder when both pranksters found themselves face to face with several wands pointed at them. The elder twin Weasley's held their hands up with their palms face out showing they were no threat to Harry or his witches.

Harry saw this and let go of Hermione's hand along with Katie's. He leaned up against one of the corridor walls ready to listen to whatever the prankster twins had to say. George saw how Harry was standing and the look on his face read like an open book. This was no time for their usual back and forth way of speaking which they did normally to annoy people. "Harry man listen. George and I just wanted to let you know that we understand how pissed you all are." Fred said with his twin nodding along. Harry stayed silent which the Weasley twins took as a sign to continue. This time George Weasley took over. "Yeah Harry. Fred is right. We don't know what has gotten into Ron, Ginny or that prat brother of ours Percy. We just wanted to say no matter what you do to those three, we'll have your back. Ron stepped way out of line back there." George said with Fred nodding his head.

Harry considered the twins words for a few moments before pushing off the wall speaking. "Thanks guys, I have no problem with the two of you. You two actually saved my bacon a few times this year especially when Hermione was petrified. I really needed a laugh then because I was so worried for her mostly. And don't think I wasn't worried for the others, because I really was. You know that we have been trying to avoid Ron and Ginny all year because of their actions, and with the basilisk issue to deal with on top of a piss poor year. It was a pain in my ass. I'll be honest with the two of you. I like you both, but if Ron doesn't stop his behavior, he's going to wind up finding himself looking like hamburger, or dead. I'm sure you both know how house laws work since your pure-bloods. I don't want to make you both my enemy. I already have too many of those these days." Harry told the prankster twins. Fred and George understood what Harry meant and he would have every right to do physical harm to Ron, Ginny or Percy under the Potter house laws. They swore that if the day came to that, they would not hold it against Harry or any of his girlfriend's and friends. Fred and George shook Harry's hand along with Neville's and gotten sisterly hugs from all the girls before heading back to the Gryffindor common room. They were going to have a little chat with their youngest set of Weasley twins….

{…Ending Of Second Year; Saturday, May 25, 2014: The Great Hall…}

Once everyone walked in heads turned to look at them, but nothing was said, because of the shocked realization about Harry was hitting them. Of course some of the Slytherin's had snickers of laughter pointing towards Draco Malfoy for being called out. The pompous asshole looked red in the face with a murderous look in his smokey-gray eyes. He knew he couldn't do nothing towards Harry since all eyes were on him in the great hall, however. Professor Snape didn't care what he had heard about Harry Potter, and to him he was just like his father James, a spoiled rich kid that could do whatever he wanted and not face the consequences of his actions. What was worse, was the fact that he thought of Harry Potter as the same man who took his fantasy away from him, Lilly Marie Evans. He just had the same sneer on his face; when Harry, Hermione, Daphne, Padma and Parvati came walking in with the rest of his girlfriends and group. Professor Snape briskly walked up to Harry and his witches with his black cloak billowing behind him like he was Batman, well, everyone in the castle besides 'The Snake Pit' did call him the bat of the dungeons and it did fit perfectly. Just as he was going for Harry's arm Minerva McGonagall and Filius Flitwick came walking in Right behind them was Penny and Luna. Minerva gave the greasy snake a stern look as he was about to say something, but she wasn't having it. "Don't even think about trying to punish Mr. Potter and this group professor Snape. Merlin know that you have hated the boy since day one on his arrival. You see nothing but James, the man that took Lilly from you. Grow up Severus, Lilly was and has never been yours. As Miss Patil has clearly pointed out, Magic decides and magic has given Lilly Evans to James Potter. End of story, so back off professor." Minerva McGonagall gave him a cold glare making the greaseball back away.

No one who was sitting in the great has ever seen professor McGonagall dress down Snape before and this caused quite the shock. She then looked at Harry before she spoke. "Mr. Potter I need to apologize for my behavior this year. I wronged you; I too thought the same thing as everyone who didn't believe you. I can't speak for the rest of the staff or students since it is their choices that define who they are and what they want to become. Now if I understand it you have an appointment to get to. Miss Clearwater has shown me a signed permission form to leave the castle. Professor Flitwick and I will be joining everyone since we were floo-called just this morning. It seems that you have some very important witches and wizards behind you. Don't worry about having breakfast, we'll get something later. Follow me to my office, we'll use the floo from there." Said professor McGonagall in a serious tone of voice. She then turned her attention to Parvati speaking in a much warmer tone. "Miss Patil, I understand your upset, hurt and angry. You have every right to be. Please think everything over before you leave Hogwarts. Every one of Harry's friends, himself and his girlfriends have every right to leave Hogwarts never to return after what happened this year. None of us professors would blame you nor would we stop you. We're all to blame, we're all at fault. Your words had us stop and think about our actions. Professor Lockhart is now in a dungeon cell awaiting for a floo call to the auror's office. Ronald and Ginevra Weasley, along with their brother Percy and Miss Brown will be spoken too. Their punishments will not be pretty, but due to it being almost the end of the year I can't enforce it until next year. I think after what you stated everyone will stay away from you all when it comes to the dating part." Minerva said to the young witch….

Albus Dumbledore looked at Harry and his group with anger. He had plans for his toy. He wanted Harry Potter weak, scared, alone and frightened. He left the boy with a family who hated the word magic. He paid them out of the Potter family vault through goblin Griphook and three other goblins, allowing him to steal anything he wished. He tried all last year with all the attempted murders of the brat during his first quidditch match, the traps on the third floor and knowing Voldemort was in the castle under the disguise of professor Quirrell. He tried to get Harry away from his witches and his godbrother Neville Longbottom with no success. He even allowed Severus Snape to run rough-shot over the brat, and that didn't even weaken him. He tried using legilimency on him but the brat's occlumency shields couldn't even be penetrated. This year Albus thought it would be different. He knew that Lucius Malfoy had something dark in his possession that belonged to Tom Riddle. He made sure that it came to Hogwarts. Albus knew that it was a Horcrux that Tom Riddle made and he was going to use that fact to make Harry Potter bend to his will. This year when the Blood-traitor bitch Daphne Greengrass, the Half-blooded Bitch Penelope Clearwater and those fucking bindi bitches Padma and Parvati Patil were petrified, Albus thought he had his toy Harry. When that fucking mud-blooded bitch Hermione Granger was petrified he knew for certain he had Harry Potter under his heel. Albus was in his office doing a happy little jig knowing that the blood-traitor bitch Tracy Davis would be dead, Padma and Parvati Patil, Daphne Greengrass, Penelope Clearwater and Hermione Granger was petrified.

However and to his annoyance he couldn't get near them to finish them all off for good no thanks to that brat Harry Potter. He knew that Hogwarts could easily afford 800 galleons for already made mandrake potions, but he chose not too so Harry could suffer more. He just didn't imagine that Harry Potter would willingly go down into Salazar Slytherin's 'Chamber Of Secrets' to save Tracy Davis. Let alone come back alive with her on his back and the Horcrux of Tom Riddle sitting in his pocket. The fucking brat was even carrying Godric Gryffindor's sword, his birthright. Albus never told Harry anything about his true name and his titles he holds. Albus confounded his biological aunt, grandmother, grandfather and godparents. He threw an innocent man into Azkaban, killed anyone who got too close to the truth, used his power as chief warlock of the Wizengamot to fake Lord James and Lady Lilly Potter's wills, making him Harry's magical guardian, taking over all of his seats and votes, and giving his money to Molly Priscilla Weasley. He even made a marriage contract for her daughter Ginevra Molly Weasley. Between Albus, Molly, Ginny, Percy and Ron they planned everything for Harry's life. Ron and Ginny meeting Harry on the train, becoming friends. Slipping Harry a love potion, having Ginny use a fertility potion to pop out more Potter's, before killing Harry making it look like an accident. It was all set up to make Harry Potter bend to their wills making him a puppet; all the while stealing everything that wasn't nailed down right under his nose. Albus would than use the ancient rights to claim everything Harry Potter owned including the Potter magics.

He never told any of the Weasley's that they wouldn't get another gold galleon once Harry Potter was dead. He would then kill Voldemort making everyone believe he was better then Merlin. He would then break his lover Gellert Eustace Grindelwald out of his prison before changing their appearance back into their younger selves slipping quietly away leaving the world in darkness for a few years. They would return in their younger bodies and make themselves rulers over the sheep of the wizarding world was a perfect plan at first, but Harry didn't come to Hogwarts with a scar, or wearing glasses like what Gilderoy Lockhart wrote about in those Harry Potter Books, and he took all the galleons for every book that was sold for himself. To Albus everyone was his pawns and he was the chess master. They were his toys and he could do with them as he pleased. Everything he had been working on since he killed his sister Ariana Kendra Dumbledore was now starting to go up in smoke. He wanted to stand up from his seat in the great hall to object for Harry leaving Hogwarts, but with Filius being a five time dueling champion, Minerva being the head of his house and several letters addressing him directly for a meeting, he had no leg to stand on. Albus just had to sit and wait for his toy to return to his domain. He would then swoop in like a doting grandfather and fix whatever damages that were done. He had a murderous look in his eyes as Minerva and Filius led Harry and his group out of the great hall…

As soon as everyone was out of the great hall and away from certain ears, namely Albus Dumbledore and Severus Snape. Professor Flitwick spoke in his high pitched voice. "Mr. Potter, I too must apologize to you. The whole school heard Miss Granger and both Patil twins defending you. Mr. Weasley did indeed say the binding and claiming oath wrong, and I am glad it had no effect on your witches. I know you're not aware of the heroic feet you did, or aware of a law the wizarding world has when it comes to dangerous beasts like the basilisk you killed. As a rule of thumb for the future, any dangerous magical creature that you or your friends kill, you can claim. Hogwarts may be on sovereign ground, but it is not exempt from this law. Speak with the goblins as soon as you can. They are better suited to render the beast down for you. It will come as a cost though; how much it would cost would be nothing but a guess." Professor Flitwick explained just as they entered Minerva's office to use the floo.

Harry nodded to his charms professor as everyone started to floo to their next destination. "Thank you professor for letting me know since I had no clue that I could do that. I understand that your part goblin from what Angela told me." Harry said making the old charms professor smile. "Indeed, yes indeed I am Mr. Potter. My mother was a goblin and my father was a wizard. Not many people like that, but I chose to become a wizard instead of becoming a goblin banker. I still can hold a sword even at 98 years old. If I may Mr. Potter, and pardon the curiosity, but why are you looking so tense?" Professor Flitwick asked. Harry looked to Hermione since it was now just the three of them in the office. With a smile and a nod Hermione gave Harry permission to tell him the truth. "Well first you look damn good for being 98 years old. You look more like your 60. I would trust that what I will tell you goes no further for now. It will come out today anyways. Hermione isn't my girlfriend; she is my wife along with Daphne, Katie, Penny, Padma, Parvati, Cassy, Tonks, Susan and Angela. You'll know on how it came to be later. However since you know more about claiming dangerous beasts better then I would. Could you do that for me? I'll be more than happy to pay you for your services." Harry requested. Filius was momentarily taken back but a goblin sized grin came across his face and a good laugh. "Wow, me being 60, I wish I was that young again. Thank you for the complement Mr. Potter, that touches me. I don't know how you gotten yourself ten wives Mr. Potter, but I can see the reasons why you kept it so secret for this long. I could say that I am a bit jealous, but then again you do not do normal. Well congrats my boy, congrats. As far as helping you claim the basilisk, I would be honored. The only payment I would take is just seeing this monster." Replied Filius and then the three of them left the office….

{…Ending Of Second Year; Saturday, May 25, 2014: Gringotts Bank…}

Harry and his wives along with Neville and Luna walked into Gringotts Bank with professors McGonagall and Flitwick at 10:30 Am. Everyone had a hardy breakfast at the Leaky Cauldron. Minerva just got her charges into Gringotts bank with her colleague Filius when they were swept up onto the very top floor. Everyone didn't know what was going on since it happened like a flash of lightening. They stood looking at two heavy dark oak doors. On the left door in gold lettering read:

Director Cirsurx's Office.

While on the right, it read:

Account manager for The goddess Blessed Sacred 19 Houses: The Most Honorable Ancient House and Most Ancient Noble Houses:

The Most Honorable Ancient House and Most Ancient Noble House of Potter.

The Most Honorable Ancient House and Most Ancient Noble House of Black.

The Most Honorable Ancient House and Most Ancient Noble House of Evans.

The Most Honorable Ancient House and Most Ancient Noble House of Dagworth-Granger.

The Most Honorable Ancient House and Most Ancient Noble House of Barrwin.

The Most Honorable Ancient House and Most Ancient Noble House of Granger.

The Most Honorable Ancient House and Most Ancient Noble House of Greengrass.

The Most Honorable Ancient House and Most Ancient Noble House of Longbottom.

The Most Honorable Ancient House and Most Ancient Noble French House of Moreau.

The Most Honorable Ancient House and Most Ancient Noble French House of Delacour.

The Most Honorable Ancient House and Most Ancient Noble House of Emrys.

The Most Honorable Ancient House and Most Ancient Noble House of LaFay.

The Most Honorable Ancient and Most Ancient Noble House of Pendragon.

The Most Honorable Ancient House and Most Ancient Noble House of Gawain.

The Most Honorable Ancient House and Most Ancient Noble House of Gryffindor.

The Most Honorable Ancient House and Most Ancient Noble House of Ravenclaw.

The Most Honorable Ancient House and Most Ancient Noble House of Hufflepuff.

The Most Honorable Ancient House and Most Ancient Noble House of Slytherin.

The Most Honorable Ancient House and Most Ancient Noble House of Peverell.

Harry didn't have time to read each one. He was walked through the heavy dark oak doors. Behind the doors was a very elaborate office. On one wall was row upon row of books. On the other were shelves of decorations that looked really old. There were things like weapons and armor, moving paintings and so much more. There was so much that Harry couldn't take everything in all at once. In the middle of the room however was a long table with chairs. Harry counted each chair and then realized that there was enough for everyone. The parents would sit on the left while himself and his wives with professors McGonagall and Flitwick would be on the right. In the back of the large office was a bay window and in front was a large desk. Sitting behind it was a goblin that looked like he had seen many battles. He had his left eye closed with a scar coming across it. The goblin was wearing a very expensive suit from what Harry could tell. On the desk were many buttons and files sitting on top….

What Harry failed to notice was three pure diamond-blonde women and a man with raven-black hair. When Harry spotted one of the pure diamond-blondes around his age a flash of golden light surrounded the office. In an instant madame Bones showed up with Neville's grandmother Augusta Longbottom and several others who he didn't know. They were all seated in their respected spots as Director Cirsurx almost fell out of his chair in shock. Filius Flitwick almost looked like he was going to pass out, while everyone else looked confused. Director Cirsurx and Filius was staring at their goddess Sarya right behind Harry Potter and his wives. They both knew that their goddess went by other names, but they didn't know what witches and wizards called her.

"Harry James Potter you sit down this minute!" Their goddess said from behind Harry. Harry turned around and saw the same woman he met with Hermione and Daphne when they were on the Hogwarts Express. This woman was none other than the goddess of magic, potions and healing, Fionna. She didn't look to pleased as she looked ready to spit fire. She was wearing the same type of clothes when they met, but she had her arms crossed and her foot was tapping on the floor. Harry and his wives didn't press any questions and got to their seats. "Oh for fuck sakes boy, what the hell were you thinking going down to Salazar's chamber? You could have died fighting his basilisk, which would have killed your wives. You're lucky that I sent what I did to you saving your life. Don't you realize that your life matters and you're family is the ones I chose to protect this world boy? You die, then this world will be in darkness. And why haven't you consummated your soul-bond yet. I gave you several opportunities to do so for the last two years. Don't you realize that your magic is in jeopardy? Your magic is on a thread, if you don't consummate your bond within the next thirty days you die and so do your wives. That will be the end, goodbye, no more do-overs and hello darkness. I'll reprieve that until the end of next year, but you better heed my words boy. Get your head out of your ass and consummate your bonds soon. I don't care where you do it but do it. However, I am very pleased that you saved Tracy Davis from that wraith, Tom Riddle." Said Fionna a bit angerly.

Harry couldn't really answer goddess Fionna, because she threw several good points at him when he thought about it. Harry had his head bowed and gave a sharp but short nod, but he did feel like he needed to say something at the very least. "Sorry Fionna, Daphne and I went to get help from Lockhart, but he was raping a first year. She was screaming for him to stop and crying out for help. The man just looked all too pleased with himself as the poor girl screamed. We stopped him, and I left Daphne there until a professor came. However I had no time left to find anyone else to help. Tracy was being killed by Tom, and I just couldn't stand around waiting for another professor to show up when Daphne's best friend was in that kind of danger. I couldn't look at myself in the mirror or at Daphne if I let her die. I had to go." Harry quietly said and goddess Fionna sighed. The goddess of magic, potions and healing lifted Harry's head with a finger under his chin so she could look into his bright green-emerald eyes. Harry didn't see the disappointed look on the goddess's face. No, what he saw was something he only had dreams about. The look on goddess Fionna's face was that of a very worried and scared mother over a child, and she spoke in a warm worried motherly tone. "Harry I know, I know. You did the right thing after Dumbledore abandoned everyone. I was very very worried about you and to be honest very scared. You and your wives haven't even been trained to use your complete powers yet. And you actually used them which could have killed not just yourself and your wives, but half of magical Britain. I know I'm not your mother, but I look upon you and your wives as my own children, even if I am a goddess. Try and be a bit more careful in the future." Fionna told him before giving Harry a motherly hug in comfort.

Harry didn't know why, but goddess Fionna's warm hug felt like she really was his mother. Before Harry could stop himself all the bottled up feelings broke. It was like a dam that cracked before it completely blew apart letting out the rush of water all at once as his tears came down his face like an unstoppable raging river. Hermione Granger, Daphne Greengrass, Katie Bell, Penelope Clearwater, Padma and Parvati Patil, Cassy Black, Tonks, Susan Bones, Angela Zabini and even Fleur Delacour wanted to get up and rush over to Harry. However they didn't since there was going to be a storm coming very shortly from their families. It took a good ten minutes for Harry to stop bawling like a baby and get his emotions in check. After crying like he did, it felt like the weight of the world was lifted off of his shoulders. He looked down the table from where he was sitting before saying anything. "I apologize about that. I guess after two years of having to fight for my life, I just needed a good cry. Professor McGonagall?" He said making his transfiguration teacher look at him from where she was sitting next to Luna's father Xenophilius Lovegood who happen to be sitting to her left.

"Yes Mr. Potter." She answered keeping her tone polite and respectful causing Harry to continue. "I wasn't trying to insult Ron's sister, but I just spoke the truth. In the non-magical world there are women who are referred to as a "Brass". I just used a more direct approach. Remember last year when we were in your very first class and Ronald Weasley dumped Neville onto his ass from his seat trying to hit on my girlfriends? And if you recall how his twin sister Ginevra got dumped onto her ass? I'm sorry, but from day one I knew I couldn't trust them. I didn't know both of them at the time. I mean what sane person tries and barge their way into an already full train compartment just to eat a strangers food? That is not normal. And what sane person would literally try and seduce a complete stranger?" Harry asked politely.

Minerva nodded before she replied. "Yes Mr. Potter I do remember that day and you were lucky I didn't give you detentions for your threat to Mr. Weasley. But I don't know any witch who is respectable to try and seduce a complete stranger." She answered sternly. Harry shook his head like he was saying no, but he had his eyes closed still wondering why his favorite professor next to Flitwick was sounding like they were still in Hogwarts. Once he opened his eyes letting out a sigh Harry continued. "I think professor you would change your tune once I explain, however I need to know if you had gone and got checked like we mentioned last year. I can't say any more until I am given an answer." Harry told her sounding more mature then his age of fourteen. Minerva who was sitting next to her friend Filius at her right looked to him which he was shrugging his shoulders and shaking his head wondering were Harry was going. "Well I guess that's a big fat no then." Said Harry after a few minutes.

Fionna, the goddess of magic, potions and healing who was now sitting next to director Cirsurx sighed snapping her fingers making 27 bracelets appear on everyone's arm before speaking herself. "Those bracelets will never come off your arms. They are to protect all of you from potions, mind control, manipulations and other nasty surprises. No one will know you are wearing them under your clothes." She told everyone. Minerva blinked several times like she was coming out of a deep dark forest filled with thick fog. It felt like someone just unlocked every door in her memory with a key she never had. «…O mo Dhia dhubh! Marbhaidh mi an seann wanker whiskered sin aon uair 's gum faigh mi mo làmhan air a' bhastard fucking!...» Minerva said in her native tongue of Scott's Gaelic. To say Professor Minerva Grace McGonagall, the loveable but strict transfiguration teacher was madder than a hornets nest was an understatement. No she was downright pissed. Filius Flitwick had to explain to everyone that Minerva would let her Scottish highland side slip from time to time while she calmed down. Once she did however, Harry looked at her speaking.

"Thank god that you don't direct your full temper at the students professor." He said with a bit of a laugh which made his favorite professor blush a bit while his other favorite professor Filius chuckled. Harry wasn't finished with his professor though and needed to get to why him and his wives acted the way they did. "Professor, we were not meaning to insult you last year not disclosing the truth to you. We just had to protect ourselves, and it was Fionna who gave us those instructions. Now I can say why. I am not just Mr. Potter to you, but I am Lord Hadrian "Harry" James Potter. I hold the titles of lord Barrwin, lord Black, lord Evans, lord Gryffindor, lord Hufflepuff, lord Peverell, lord Ravenclaw and lord Slytherin. These fabulous young witches are not just my girlfriends, but my wives. We played the boyfriend and girlfriend roles to keep Albus Dumbledore away from the truth. If he found out that I am married to these very intelligent, awe inspiring and beautiful witches he could harm them just to control me. I mean look at the past two years in side Hogwarts at what has happened to me. I couldn't face myself in the mirror in the morning if my wives were hurt. I would rather be the one banged up instead of them." Harry told Minerva causing Harry's mother in-laws to look angry but also a bit scared for their daughters.

"I can now see why you did what you did lord Potter. I feel ashamed that I tried to press that type of information out of you. I saw Albus having an unhealthy obsession with you, and I felt compelled to just do as he said. No matter what you did or where you went, I was forced to tell him everything I knew. I felt so useless to help you, but now I feel so free and it feels like I can think more clearly then I have in years." Minerva said looking at Harry with a warmer smile than he had ever seen on the highland witch in two years. Harry of course smiled back at his favorite professor and gave her a nod. He then turned to look at his wives fathers and spoke honestly to them. He saw the angry looks from his new mother in-laws, but he did hold out some hope that what he had to say would appease their tempers a bit. "I understand this is a bit of scary news and you might fear that I am unworthy of your daughters love. I completely share your feelings. I love them all, and I truly feel unworthy of each of them. They all have their good points and bad points that I find myself attracted too. I will make each and every one of you this promise. As I don't feel worthy of your daughters, I will spend the rest of my life to gain every ounce of worthiness. Now that you know and now so does everyone else here I think I should turn the rest of this talk over to someone who knows better than myself." Harry finished and then looked at Fionna.

Harry noticed that what he said did cool his new mother in-laws temper a bit but there was still more to come and the day was just getting started. Fionna nodded before standing up addressing everyone in the office. "I am Goddess Fionna. I am known to the goblins as goddess Sarya. I am the one who…" She started to announce but was cut off. A portly little man, with rumpled grey hair wearing a lime green bowler hat, a pinstriped suit, scarlet tie, pointed purple boots and a gold pocket watch dangling from his waistcoat stood up speaking. "See here, I am Cornelius Oswald Fudge, The Minister Of Magic. I demand to know what is going on. Why is Sirius Black here? He is a murderer and should be in Azkaban." He shouted as his face looked like Harry's uncle Vernon's. The minister of magic, Cornelius Fudge was pointing to a man who was so thin you could count his ribs. His gray eyes were sunk in looking like they had lost all hope, where at one point they seemed to be filled with life, laughter and love. His raven-black hair was a mess of knots and he was wearing ratty black and gray striped prisoner's clothes. Fionna glared at who Harry now knew. "I am very aware of who the fuck you are Fudge. I am magic herself you bumbling idiot and you can demand all you want; you're not going to get it. I am the one who dictates who has magic and who don't Fudge. I control your lives. When your born, who you marry and when you die. Now sit down and shut your trap or I'll do it for you." Goddess Fionna said with venom laced throughout every word. Harry wanted to laugh at the bumbling idiot seeing that he looked like he just shit his pants. Harry wondered how a man like Fudge ever became the Minister of Magic. He had many theories, but needed to stay focused. Goddess Fionna blew out a frustrated breath before she continued after being rudely interrupted.

"As I was saying before I got rudely interrupted. I am Goddess Fionna. I am known to the goblins as goddess Sarya. I am the one who gave you all your magic before you were born. I am here to help and set thing straight and in order. Wither Cornelius Fudge likes it or not, every one of you are here for a reason. That reason is quite clear. As Harry told Minerva, he is married to your daughters. Lord Sirius Orion Black is here because he is Harry's blood sworn godfather, and he is the blood cousin to Lord James Fleamont Potter. If he killed his cousin James and cousin in-law Lilly before turning onto his godson, then he would be dead. This would have killed Harry, which in turn will kill Harry's wives. As you can see with your own eyes Lord Sirius Orion Black is very much alive, but so is the one who betrayed them. I'll continue more when Director Cirsurx makes introductions." Said Fionna before sitting back down. Director Cirsurx stood up before looking at Harry sitting in between Hermione Granger and Daphne Greengrass. "Good morning everyone. I am Director Cirsurx, the head goblin of Gringotts Bank. You all are here because of an event that happened last year on September 1, 2013. This event hasn't happened for over 500 years. It was the creation of an eternal soul-bond between Lord Potter, Heiress Hermione Jean Granger, Heiress Daphne Lenora Greengrass, Heiress Katie Veronica Bell, Heiress Penelope Hope Clearwater, Heiress Padma Devina Patil, Heiress Parvati Divya Patil, Heiress Fleur Isabelle Delacour, Heiress Nymphadora Alyssa Tonks, Heiress Susan Marlene Bones, Heiress Narcissa Cheyenne Black and Heiress Angela Carmen Zabini. There is one young witch missing and she will be revealed when the time is right. This meeting will last until everything is settled which may take the entire summer to go over, so I suggest we all get comfortable around each other. We'll be seeing one another almost every day." Explained director Cirsurx.

Goblin director Cirsurx than turned to look at Harry before speaking again. "Lord Potter, due to your eternal soul-bond to your lovely wives it has to be recognized, which it is. Joining us today is The Minister of Magic Cornelius Oswald Fudge, The French Minister Of Magic Lord Vincent Cédric Delacour representing the ICW, Lady regent Amelia Lavada Bones the Director Of The Department of Magical Law Enforcement, Your charms professor Filius Orilo Flitwick a soul-bond expert, Deputy headmistress Minerva Grace McGonagall representing Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Your blood sworn oathed godfather Lord Sirius Orion Black and her royal highness queen Elizabeth Alexandra Mary Windsor representing the muggle British government and myself as The head of Gringotts Bank. Even though it isn't necessary, it is important to have a written record. I'll now turn this meeting back over to goddess Sarya for further details. Congratulations Lord Potter." The goblin director said in his gruff voice just before he sat down in his chair.

Goddess Fionna stood back up snapping her fingers making a piece of parchment appear. It was an Eternal Soul-Bond Contract with enough room for everyone to sign. "Thank you director. Now this is an Eternal Soul-Bond Contract which emancipates your children and Harry effectively and immediate once this document is signed. That doesn't mean they won't need protecting. And there is the actual marriage contracts in a Potter vault. I suggest for Director Cirsurx to obtain them as soon as he can. As Director Cirsurx has stated, the last soul-bond like this hasn't been seen for over 500 years. The last Soul-bond was Lord James Fleamont Potter to Heiress Lilly Marie Evans. Please don't confuse the two. An Eternal Soul-Bond is through me directly. Hadrian "Harry" James Potter has my blessing for all time. This type of soul-bond will cause him to impregnant his wives. They may be young, but this is a must if the magical world is to survive. No contraceptives will stop any pregnancy from happening. As I said to Harry, Hermione and Daphne last year. They will share abilities with each other. That means they will have some ability of a veela like Fleur, some ability of a siren like Angela and some ability of a meda-morph like Nymphadora. They will share other abilities and some that they will discover. I did this because Harry was being controlled by Albus Dumbledore and he was left on a doorstep of a family with no blood relation. I gave him a way out and a new life. I'll let Filius Flitwick speak to you all about soul-bonds later. We have a lot to do and talk about in the meantime." Fionna said as everyone stayed quiet listening to every word.

While all the adults were thinking over what they heard, Fionna looked at Harry speaking to him directly. "Harry, I know you don't like being used by anyone, and you won't be. Every one of your in-laws will tell you what to do to help you grow. They won't force it, but please listen to them and do as they ask. Ultimately it is your choice in the end. Just be a teenager and have a lot of sex with your wives, and enjoy your new found freedom." Fionna said making Harry nod and Hermione squeeze his hand with a smile. Fionna knew that Harry would have a rough time adjusting to his new life, but she knew that he was strong enough to walk through hell and back coming out smelling like a rose. She did worry about his wives since they were now in as much danger as Harry was, but she also knew that Harry was very protective of them and they in turn would keep his head on straight. Still she would keep her promise and look after them even if they didn't see her. Goddess Fionna turned her attention onto Cornelius Fudge ready to set him back to what path he was intended to walk.

She folded her arms before clearing her throat gaining everyone's attention speaking in a much colder voice. "Cornelius Oswald Fudge, this is my command specifically for you. I give you these tasks. Task one: You will not take any more bribes of those who have broken their pack with me. They are lost forever and I will be getting back what I gave them, their magic. Task Two: You are going to give Director Bones every name that you have taken bribes from. Task Three: You will use truth serium on those who have claimed to be under the imperious curse, because no one can take a dark mark unwillingly. Task Four: You are going to free Lord Sirius Orion Black. I don't care what damn excuse you use, but you're doing this. Task Five: You are going to keep Harry Potter, his wives, friends and family away from Dumbledore at any cost. Because if you don't, then I will turn your fat ass into a squib. Believe me Fudge, I make very good on my threats." Fionna ordered in a scornful tone towards him. The minister of Magic looked dumbfounded and couldn't find any words to say, all he could do was give Fionna a sharp quiet nod as sweat came off of his forehead.

Fionna smirked seeing Cornelius gulp as she sat down while Director Cirsurx open one of the files from his desk that he had laid in front of him before speaking. "Lord Potter, I am sure you have figured out some new abilities due to your soul-bond with your wives, and Gringotts wishes you happiness in your new marriage with your mates. As goddess Sarya had stated, due to your soul-bond this emancipates you and your wives making you adults in both the magical and muggle worlds. However this emancipation does not include your seats on the Wizengamot or your financial holdings here at Gringotts. I understand that you can't invest any of the galleons, but that is what your new family is for. They can invest any amount on your behalf since legally the muggle world will still see you as a minor. Only those here will know your now an adult."

"I recommend that you get help in choosing wise and strong investments for your future. Please allow your new in-laws to worry about the harder stuff. Now back to your vaults. Though you may not invest into new adventures gaining more galleons, that doesn't mean you can't get into your own vaults. You can take out anything you wish and so can your new wives once you give them permission. Sadly all of your Wizengamot seats must have a proxy until you turn seventeen or when you feel that you are ready to take up the responsibility." Said the goblin director. Harry stayed quiet throughout the director's explanation and when he was flipping through some documents, goddess Fionna took the opportunity to speak. "All magical binding marriage contracts are void, except for the ones I approve of. The marriage contracts that Albus Dumbledore wrote are void because he wants everything Harry owns. Any marriage contracts that are from dark, gray and light families are void because they were never signed by any legal guardian or godparent of my champion." Said Fionna and then saw Hermione look at her causing her to stop speaking. "Goddess Fionna, I know this is important information for everyone to hear, but can we take a quick break and speak with you privately. There is something that we need cleared up that you forgot to tell us." Hermione requested hating to interrupt Fionna.

Fionna nodded her head as she answered. "Of course Hermione, I knew that a few questions would come up since the last time we spoke. I know I couldn't be a bit more clear about everything. But six hours on a train really wasn't a lot of time." She replied before looking at director Cirsurx. "I am not going to throw a fit my goddess. That is unbecoming of a goblin. If you need a room, then by all means, the room next door is a private meeting room. It is yours to do as you see fit. While you speak with Lord Potter and his wives, I'll fill in his in-laws on a few things they need to know and answer any question that may come up." Director Cirsurx said. Fionna got up from her chair as did Harry and his wives. They all followed the goddess out of the office except for Fleur. Hermione was about to leave herself when she turned and looked at Fleur. "Well, are you coming Fleur? What we need to talk with the goddess about involves you too." Said Hermione. Fleur Delacour looked surprised at Hermione and today was full of them. The only reason she was sitting in Director

Cirsurx office in the morning was due to her father taking her out of Beauxbatons Academy of Magic early. He took her and her mother to the main branch of Gringotts to set up a new account for her own personal use for the summer. She didn't expect that her veela blood would start singing when the most famous boy in the world would walk in the double doors, let alone automatically get married to him all in a flash of golden light. She looked to both of her parents wondering what to do when her mother Violette kissed her cheek before speaking in French.

«…Allez Fleur, tu auras besoin d'entendre ce que dit l'héritière Hermione. Tu es une sorcière veela mariée maintenant, et je ne pourrais pas être plus heureuse pour toi. Tu es une veela chanceuse d'être mariée au garçon le plus célèbre du monde. Ton grand-mère sera si heureuse d'apprendre que tu continues la lignée veela. Ton sang veela a mûri et tu es prêt à te reproduire. Vas-y avec la bénédiction de mon père, mon petit oiseau. Va déployer tes ailes et voler…» Violette Delacour told her eldest daughter. Fleur didn't know how tense she was until she relaxed. After giving her mother a hug and a beaming warm loving smile from her father Vincent Delacour, Fleur got up and almost sprinted to catch up with Hermione and the others. Once the office doors closed, director Cirsurx was able to start speaking with just the parents in the room….

Hermione and Fleur caught up to goddess Fionna and Harry with her co-wives next door as their parents were talking in the next room. Once Hermione and Fleur took their seats, Hermione looked to the goddess before asking questions. "Fionna, I know last year you said that there would be one wife per title, one consort and mistresses. Us girls have been looking into the right consorts that could get along with us, but we're confused on the mistresses. As far as I have found out there is one consort and one lady per title like I had said. However there was nothing mentioned on how many mistresses our Harry is able to have. Can you clear that part up at least? Also can you explain it to our parents? I think have us try and explain everything would piss them off. At least when you say something, they won't throw a fit." Hermione asked.

Fionna couldn't help but smile and let out a giggle. "I left it open because as I said, the wizarding world needs new blood. You have a good start with what you have Hermione, but the point of a mistress isn't just about a woman who would open her legs for Harry. When I said new blood I was referring to non-magical women. If you find a willing mistress there, then she is allowed in the magical world with her entire family. The more mistresses you find means that the magical world has a better chance of survival. Each marriage contract corresponding to each title has a consort contract and one mistress contract. However every new mistress Harry takes will be added to the right contract and will automatically be signed by me. There are other Titles that Harry was given even though he has no blood relation to them. They will reveal themselves in time. As for speaking on your behalf, I'll be doing that anyways." Goddess Fionna answered. This eased Hermione's mind and that of her co-wives, but Harry paled hearing that he had a lot of women to have sex with, mainly mistresses. It took a few extra-long minutes for all of Harry's wives to get all their questions out of the way and goddess Fionna to answer….

Twenty-five minutes after leaving director Cirsurx's office, goddess Fionna led Harry and his wives back inside. Harry noticed that their seating placement was changed. Harry of course was still in between Hermione and Daphne. It was the parents who had moved. It was now sitting in this order. Hermione was closest to director Cirsurx's desk with her parents lord Dylan Damien Granger and lady Geneviève Vivian Granger sitting across from their daughter. Harry was sitting across from lord Sirius Orion Black. Daphne was sitting across from lord Martin Marcel Greengrass and lady Clara Alexia Greengrass. Everyone was seated in order of when Harry had a soul-bond happen to them. Goddess Fionna took up her normal seat next to goblin director Cirsurx before speaking.

"I do want to apologize for the long delay in returning. Something was brought to my attention that I missed discussing with Harry, Hermione and Daphne last year. I want to address this now so there is no anger, misunderstandings or any confusion. The Eternal Soul-Bond Contract that you will sign is what is to be followed. The Marriage Contract in one of the Potter vaults has the other contracts for consorts and mistress's as I stated earlier. However Hermione brought something to my attention that I forgot to explain. In the first Wizarding Blood Civil War with Grindelwald during world war 2; only twenty families were systematically wiped off the map. Luckily they left their houses in the care of the Potters, and now Harry holds those extra titles which will be uncovered in the right time. Now the Wizarding Civil Blood War with Tom Marvolo Riddle or Lord Voldemort is where things get a bit more real. That damn wizard killed off another 187 families. To put the next bit of information into some context. There is over 7.318 Billion people in the world, and just in Britain alone there is over 64.6 million."

"As of today there are only 4,000 witches and wizards scattered throughout Britian. And in total there are only 22,000 witches and wizard throughout the world. This was not the case before the blood bigotry even existed. Since you now understand some of the context that has led to the next point, I will explain the rest of the contracts. For each title Harry has a mistress contract but I left it completely open. If the magical world is to survive, it needs new blood. Sure I can choose randomly on who gets magic, but House Potter, desperately needs fresh new blood. Hence the Mistress's Contract completely open. I am hoping that several young non-magical women would be assigned to these contracts. Each of Harry's mistress's will be assigned to certain titles. They will be added to the magical world along with their families. Keep in mind that the Potter family is the first family to use magic amd if you think about it, they are pretty much royalty, and have enough gold to support almost the entire wizarding population. I did help just a bit when the Potter's back when there was Roman soldiers. The starting families of the magical world are actually listed on the doors to this very office. However a few of them are missing Here is just a few houses that sated the magical world. There was House Potter after meeting with the first goblin king, the house of Barrwin, the house Dagworth-Granger now just Granger, the house of Evans, the house of Black, the house of Longbottom, the house of Delacour and the house of Emrys." Goddess Fionna said as all of Harry's new mother in-laws looked a bit cross. Each mother in-law wanted to jump up from their seats and start shouting all at once, however lady Priya Patil stayed calm enough to ask a few questions.

She knew that it wasn't uncommon in her home country for men to take on a few mistress's. she just needed some kind of number for how many mistress's her new son in-law would have. "Excuse me goddess Fionna for the interruption, but I have just a few questions. It not uncommon in my home country of India for men to take on a few mistress's and never to be spoken about. I am one happy witch knowing my girls are married to the most famous boy in the world, but what are the exact numbers of how many mistress's my new son in-law will have? And how does these contracts actually work. What I am more curious about is the ladies and consorts. Does everyone have a say?" Priya Patil asked from down the table. Goddess Fionna didn't mind the interruption and what Priya asked were some good and valid questions. She smiled at the Indian witch before answering those questions. "Let me clarify how these contracts will sit. The new Lady Potter who Harry chooses will be in charge of all the other ladies. The first consort to house Potter will be in charge of the other consorts and the first mistress to house Potter will be in charge of the other mistress's. The lady of each title will conduct interviews for each mistress to see if they fit. If they do, than they will be placed in the correct house. Each woman will have their say and sometimes everyone may not get along."

"In the end however it will be the lady Potter who will have the final say. As for the number of mistress's, I would cap it at five per title, but the Potter's never did anything normal from day one. Oh and I think that I didn't tell you something about the Eternal Soul-Bond Contract, or maybe I did. But in any case I'll say it now. Once everyone here has signed it you'll get a copy for your own records, and I will leave a list of families that will never be a part of my champion's house. Please make a copy of that for your records as well. I do hate to go and leave this wonderful group, but a goddess's work is never done. I have neglecting my duties long enough." Goddess Fionna said with a lite smile on her face.

Goddess Fionna made a small box appear in front of Harry. When he opened it, he saw a very ornate ring sitting inside. She turned to look at Harry with an even warmer smile before speaking again. "That ring Harry is the only one in existence. Not even a goblin can make it. What it is, makes it special. Each title you hold has its own protections, and designs. That ring has all of that and more. Whatever title you wish to show will appear. Before I leave you, a word of advice. Choose your head lady wisely. Second, consummate your soul-bond, once you do consummate your soul-bond with each wife a ring will appear on their left ring finger like yours. And lastly, for god sakes try and not kill yourself. This world needs you more then you know. I'll be watching over you and guide you when it is needed." Goddess Fionna instructed. Just before goddess Fionna was to vanish in a white cloud she gave her final words to everyone. "Now I will leave you all to sort the rest out with Director Cirsurx. Guide my champion well." She said. It took several seconds for everyone's eyes to see properly. There was dead silence in director Cirsurx office for a while, as everyone started signing the Eternal Soul-Bond contract, and everyone got their copy. Cornelius Fudge was a bit reluctant to sign the contract at first, but a jolt of electricity came crashing down onto his hands which caused him to sign it a lot faster. Once the contract had everyone signature on it, a list of names appeared which director Cirsurx begun to read:

"I Goddess Fionna Herby state that these houses will never be allowed into, near or around my champions house.

The Lower Noble House of Dumbledore.

The Lower House of Malfoy.

The Lower House of Weasley.

The Ancient House of Lestrange.

The Lower House of Gaunt.

The Lower House of Prewett.

The ancient House of Nott.

The Noble House of Macnair."

The list went on for what seemed like forever, and the list gave it's reasons on why they were on the list. All the parents could see the goddess's reasoning behind it and couldn't agree with her choices. A good portion of houses were suspected to be Death-Eaters. The goblin director's office soon fell into a bit of an uncomfortable silence. And Silence never liked a vacuum of quiet for too long. The silence was soon was broken by a grandmotherly voice. It was none other than queen Elizabeth Alexandra Mary Windsor herself. "Lord Potter, I congratulate you. The British Crown will help whenever we can. Your family is well respected in my government and are the only ones to have special permission from the royal family to have more than one wife. I would like to meet with you and your entire family when things calm down for you a bit. I would love to show you some of your family history in the non-magical world. I hope you'll forgive me my boy; I just wanted you to know that you and I are related, and I'll be happy to show you where when you visit. I'll send it though goblin king Cirsurx." Said queen Elizabeth before standing to her feet. Once the muggle queen had her copies of the parchments in her hand and on her feet, she looked at director Cirsurx speaking. "King Cirsurx would you do me the honor of helping an old queen out. I must get back to the palace and make the corrections into the Potter ledger." Said the queen in a dignified tone. Harry lightly smiled and gave the queen a nod of thanks. He didn't know what the proper protocol was when you met the queen of the country let alone when she left. Harry couldn't see that there was anything to forgive the queen of Britain for. As far as he could see was that she was a sweet, but kinda strict grandmother. Director Cirsurx the queen towards the double dark oak doors and out of his office.

Harry couldn't make out what they were talking about, but the old goblin was shaking his head with a toothy smile when he returned several minutes later. Once he sat down in his chair he looked in Harry's direction. "Well lord Potter, this has been a historic day. Before we get to the heart of why we are all gathered, do you have something you wish to do?" He asked. Harry didn't think twice since he knew what he wanted to know the most. "Actually yes there are a few things. I don't know who my family is. I mean I don't know their names, who they are or what they did for a living. I would like to know more about them if I could. I have a small photo book of my parents but that is about it. Secondly, I was wondering why you're so friendly, I know goblins are pretty uptight about gold and such." Harry said. Director Cirsurx understood before interlacing his fingers.

"I see lord Potter. I can help you make a family tree in a bit. It will tell you who your family is, weather they are alive, dead, magical or muggle. The second request is quite simple to answer. There have only been four families who have earned the right to be called 'Friend'. Merlin and Morgan, Godric and Rowena, Salazar and Helga, and the Potter's. Because you have 'Friend' status with us means there is no formalities needed." Answered Director Cirsurx. Harry could understand what the old goblin said for the most part. Over the next few hours Harry listened to all of his titles and what he was obligated to do when he became of age. Meaning sitting on the Wizengamot at seventeen. By noon they all took a break having some lunch. During that however Harry made his choice on who would be his first wife. "I know who I want as my first wife." Said Harry before looking at Hermione. He then looked at his other wives and knew exactly where they should be placed. "This is how I want my wives: Heiress Hermione Jean Granger as Lady Potter. Heiress Daphne Lenora Greengrass as Lady Slytherin. Heiress Katie Veronica Bell as Lady Gryffindor. Heiress Penelope Hope Clearwater as Lady Ravenclaw." Said Harry. He took a bite of his chicken sandwich and a sip of pumpkin juice before continuing. "From what my mother's will says, she requests that I have a lady for my grandmother's maiden name. So This is the way I think the rest of the names should go: Heiress Padma Devina Patil as Lady Evans to keep my mother's line. Heiress Parvati Divya Patil as Lady Barrwin for my grandmother's maiden name, and Heiress Fleur Isabelle Delacour, as Lady Peverell. That still leaves a lady for Hufflepuff and Lady Black." Said Harry. So far all the girls agreed with Harry's choice while he was scratching the back of his neck. Sirius Black smirked seeing that his godson picked up his father's trait. James always scratched the back of his neck when he was thinking.

However he would rub the back of his neck when he was in hot water with a professor or Lilly Evans. Sirius didn't know Harry that well, and Harry probably don't remember him; but he wanted to change that. He threw his godson a bone figuratively speaking. "Hey pup, um… Listen. I understand that you don't know me like you should have had, and I want to make up for how stupid I was getting to know you too. However I think I can help you with your Lady Black issue. You see, my cousin Andi was thrown out of the Black family because she married a first generation wizard. I don't think like your great-grandfather, but if you're up for it, I think Nymphadora would be a great Lady Black. This would help you with your lady Black issue and it would bring my cousin back into the family." Sirius suggested while Tonks's hair turned a fiery red. She always hated it when people used her full name. Harry looked to Tonks sighed before nodding with a smile and then he looked to Hermione. She had a beaming smile which meant that she approved. Amelia Bones cleared her throat two chairs down on the left side of the table making Harry turn to look at her. "Harry, I am worried about Susie, her and I are the last of the Bones family. I want her to marry for love, but she will take her husband's name. That will leave a void in the Bones name…." Amelia said. Harry raised a hand towards Amela and listened to his wives in his head. He thought about it looking at Susan, Cassie and Angela Zabini. Before anyone could say what they wanted, Harry spoke. "I don't know if this is acceptable, but I could take Sue as consort to house Hufflepuff. It would allow her to keep her name as Lady Susan Marlene Bones Hufflepuff. I don't know if I can keep the line open for a lady Hufflepuff, but one can hope." Harry stated.

He wasn't finished speaking now looking at Angela's mother Felicia, Andromeda and Ted Tonks. "If I may, I think you three were going to ask the same thing for Cassie and Angela? I wouldn't mind. I should tell you though that Susan, Cassie and Angela do have a partial soul-bond anyways. Magic has told me that I would know who has a soul-bond with me and who has a partial one. Cassie is already a Black, so having her as a consort for that house could work. Angela gets along well with Hermione, so being a consort to house Potter is an option for her unless she disagrees." Harry said. Director Cirsurx rubbed his chin for a few minutes and he said it was a sound plan. There was no law that stated for a Lady to be named before a consort. Susan, Cassie and Angela agreed to what Harry proposed. None of the families objected either which with everything that played out, made it a win-win for everyone. Harry just left the title of Lady Hufflepuff open just in case another heiress came into the picture. Everyone worked through their lunch on the wives positions and closing off all other consort options. It was very tiring but it had to be done. After lunch Director Cirsurx got down to the dirty part of business, Harry listened to director Cirsurx review part of the wills. Harry was left everything from his grandparents wills from his grandmother on his mom's side of the family. Sure enough, just like in his mother's will his grandmother made a last request. Her request that her grandson name a Lady to the house of Barrwin. He was left everything from the Evans side of his family and From the Barrwin's. Harry was thankful that he made Padma lady Evans since his mother requested it. Director Cirsurx got to the hardest part of Lord and Lady Potter's wills. The list of magical guardianship. He turned to the next piece of parchment and begun to read:

"I, Lady Lilly Marie Potter; née: Evans hereby name these people as my son Hadrian "Harry" James Potter's magical guardian and godparent if neither James and I don't make it through this war."

"By Blood Oath: (Younger sister) Noémi Susanna Evans. By Blood Oath: (Mother in-law) Dorea Evelyn Potter Black. By Blood Oath: (Father In-Law) Charlus Cassius Potter. By Blood Oath: (Third Cousin on James' side) Lady Alice Heather Longbottom with husband Lady Franklin Michael Longbottom."

"If anything should happen to Alice and Frank, than Harry's guardianship will pass to Lady Augusta Callidora Longbottom."

"By Blood Oath: (Cousin to James: Padfoot) Sirius Orion Black. By Blood Oath: (Family Friend: Moony) Remus Theodore Lupin."

"Since the War is not turning in our favor, these people have not sworn a blood oath, but they are listed as godparents and magical guardians for Hadrian "Harry" James Potter."

"(Second Aunt to James) Andromeda Elizabeth Tonks with husband Edward James Tonks. (Fiancée to Sirius Black) Amelia Lavada Bones. (Transfiguration Professor) Minerva Grace McGonagall."

"James and I have already made a list of magical schools for Harry to choose from, however there were too many great schools to list. These are just a few we thought he might like:

Primary Education: Elementary

Primary school: Gluxarry School Of Wizards for the young, France.

Primary school: Krininns Institute Of The Arcane for the young, Italy.

Primary school: Namerry School Of Sorcery for the young, Honolulu Hawaii United States.

Primary school: Rerwerra School Of Wizards for the young, Dubai India.

Primary school: Yuninns Institute Of The Arcane for the young, Barcelona Spain.

Secondary Education: Junior High

Secondary school: Kekmorth Academy Of Witchcraft, Beijing China

Secondary school: Magrons Academy Of Wizardry, São Paulo Brazil.

Secondary school: Otrirrarth School Of Wizards, Kailua-Kona Hawaii United States.

Secondary school: Sulnonia Institute Of Magics, Nice France.

Higher Education: High School

High school: Harry's grandmother, Lady Madison Lauren Evans née Barrwin's school: Beauxbatons Academy of Magic, France.

High school: Harry's grandfather, Lord Travis Rohan Evans school: Heserth School Of Sorcery, Italy.

High school: Cloxorths School Of The Arcane, Sacramento California United States.

High school: Rapiton Institute Of Wizardry, Venice Italy.

High school: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Scotland."

"Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore is not to be trusted! He has an unhealthy obsession with my son, and under no circumstances is our son ever to be left alone with him or Severus Tobias Snape if he chooses to enter Hogwarts at 13. Potions classes must be with another. Harry's magical guardian or godparent must be present at all times when he is either around Severus Snape or Albus Dumbledore. There is no exceptions, period! James and I have left enough gold in Harry's trust vault 1873 for the next seven years of his Hogwarts education, and to pay for any professor to teach in any class privately. However if our son Harry deems Hogwarts unsafe for himself, friends and family; then James and I leave it up to his magical guardians to remove them from Hogwarts. In vault 1874 there is enough gold to pay for the transfer, the remaining years of schooling and tuition. If I have fallen with my husband James then Peter Judas Pettigrew sold us out to Voldemort. Sirius Orion Black was never our secret keeper, it was a ruse. Peter Judas Pettigrew was the real secret keeper on Albus Dumbledore's request."Director Cirsurx finished then moving to the will for Lord James Fleamont Potter.

The parchment he turned to was Harry's guardianship. It said the exact same thing as his mother's will did. "Excuse me please…" Said professor McGonagall looking like she was going to be sick. She got up and hurriedly left with professor Flitwick following right behind her. Every adult looked like they were about to kill someone which made Harry look a bit frightened. Amelia Bones looked at Harry. "Harry, this is the first time any of us heard these wills. We didn't know any of it." She admitted. "I am at fault myself Harry, I was the one who helped your family out with their wills. I thought that one of your magical guardians took you in when your parents died. It wasn't until Lord Granger set our appointment yesterday that I looked inside the Potter vault for anything to help you. I came across your grandparents and parents wills last night." Admitted director Cirsurx. Harry's mind was getting a grasp of who his magical guardians and godparents were. It was a few minutes before he looked at Director Cirsurx not wanting to sound angry. "Wait a minute director Cirsurx, let me get this straight. My mom had a sister named Noémi Evans, and not a woman named Petunia Dursley. My real aunt Noémi was to take care of me if something should happen my parents. Then it was to be my grandparents, Lady Alice and Lord Frank Longbottom, Lady Augusta Longbottom, Lord Sirius Black, Mr. Remus Lupin, Lady Andromeda and Lord Ted Tonks, Lady Amelia Bones and then Dame Minerva McGonagall in that order. Do I have everything correct so far? Harry asked as his temper started to rise. However thanks to Hermione and Daphne lightly squeezing both of his thighs kept him in check. Director Cirsurx gave Harry A sharp nod as he answered Harry. "Yes, so far that is correct Lord Potter." Cirsurx replied.

Harry's bright emerald-green eyes darkened a bit before returning to their natural state as Harry continued. "My parents will doesn't mention one word of Petunia, Vernon or Dudley Dursley. You'll have to forgive me here for losing my temper a bit director Cirsurx. I know your just trying to give me the information that I need to know. That still leaves the million dollar question, who the fuck are they?" Harry asked as he was really trying his damnest to keep his magic from flaring. By this point Harry was making the parchments and the things on the shelves rattle. Director Cirsurx looked shocked to say the least, but he had to give Harry an answer even though it wouldn't be one he wanted to here. "Lord Potter, believe me, I really wish I knew. However I cannot give you a good answer to your question. I don't know what other answer to give you." Replied the director. Harry's eyes darkened once again and now his magic was starting to make things float around the room and Gringotts Bank to start to shake. This made all the parents look at Harry with some fear thinking that the young lord would bring Gringotts down around everyone's head. Daphne didn't waste any time and jumped out of her chair before sliding Harry back pulling her cream colored blouse and bra down. She planted herself onto Harry's lap facing him and forcing his head onto her 36-D breasts right into his face. She didn't see the shocked looks coming from all of the parents nor the face palming that her mother Clara was doing shaking her head in dumbfounded disbelief. Daphne quietly used the lac-lactis cham on her breasts as she had her husbands face on them. Her eyes widened a bit as soon as Harry started to suck on her right tit. She closed her eyes feeling a stronger connection to her husband Harry, but the main reason for her sudden actions was to distract him.

It may have taken a bit for Harry's magic to be subdued and things to return to a somewhat normal state. Daphne canceled the spell before looking at a now much calmer Harry. "Feeling better honey?" She asked with a bit of a sly grin. Harry nodded as he replied. "Much better Daph. Thanks." Hermione looked to her husband Harry with a smirk across her face as well. "Love, I know this is really bad news right now, but try and keep your temper in check. You have to remember where and who your sitting in front of you. Do all of your wives have to keep reminding you?" Asked Hermione a bit seriously, but a hint of mischief as well in her voice. Harry turned a bit pink in the face out of embarrassment shaking his head no. Daphne straightened herself up before addressing the now very embarrassed parents. "Sorry, but it was the only way to distract my husband on short notice. To keep the bank from coming down around our heads, the quickest distraction for my husband is to have a bit of titty time. At lease that's what Luna calls it when Harry's pissed. This year wasn't the greatest and we had to do what you saw several times this year. At least three times a week if I had to guess." Daphne explained even though the parents really didn't need to know that type of information. A now calmed Harry Potter looked at everyone in director Cirsurx's office before giving them an apology and a much deeper one to the goblin director.

Harry knew that director Cirsurx was just giving him the information on the question he asked, and it wasn't right for him to just blow up the director's office because of it. Several heavily armed goblin guards came rushing into director Cirsurx's office ready to do battle and pull their director out of harms way. Director Cirsurx dismissed them explaining that it was an accidental release of magic. He didn't give the heavily armed goblin guards the real reason on Harry losing his temper. That would have just made thing worse, and he needed the young lord to stay calm. Once Harry got his mind in order and the Goblin guards had left, Harry focused on some key information he had heard causing him to speak. "Again director Cirsurx, I apologize. Things are now falling into place with Dumbledore, well for the most part. Focusing back onto what my parents had listed in their wills, I never knew that I had other options for schools that I could go too. I barely made it through with Dudley and his gang trying to beat me up every day. Why wasn't I ever given the choice or ever told? I am not putting those questions at your feet to answer director. I am laying them at Dumbledore's since he has a lot to answer for. I am curious and if I am to be honest, if I have vaults 1873 and 1874 for my schooling; then why do I have vault 687? Two years ago, Hagrid The keeper of keys and grounds at Hogwarts told me that it was my family vault. And from what my parents wills have said, I have around 20 different vaults, Why vault 687 specifically? Was it because Dumbledore wanting me not to know? Was any goblin helping themselves to my family vaults? On the front of the Gringotts doors as you enter it says this:

'Enter, stranger, but take heed Of what awaits the sin of greed.

For those who take, but do not earn, Must pay most dearly in their turn.

So if you seek beneath our floors A treasure that was never yours.

Thief, you have been warned, beware Of finding more than treasure there.'

"Yet, I have someone with sticky fingers helping themselves to things in my family vaults. So much for the damn warning. I want an audit of all my family vaults, return all gold galleons, silver sickles and Bronze Knutts to vault 687 since none of that belongs to me in the first place? I didn't earn it... I want any missing items returned with full prosecution for theft? I don't care who stole from my family, but they can't get away with it, can they?" Harry questioned. Director Cirsurx growled angerly even though he let out a sigh as Harry threw the goblin warning right back into his own face. That warning wasn't just for the uppity witches and wizards who were greedy to no end, but it was for the goblins as well. "Of course, it will be done lord Potter. I too am curious on why a ministry vault was opened and why you were told that it was the only Potter vault. In over 2,123 years predating the ministry or of what we know today, the Potter's never had such a low vault number. They are in fact our very first clients. The Potter vault number sits next to my own. The personal vaults start at 7,999. The other 7,998 vaults are storage vaults for dark and highly dangerous items. Only one goblin can open them, and it still takes another thirty goblins surrounding him to place even one item I a vault."

"Before your arrival this morning I have gone through all the Potter books and they are in order, but I will go through them again. I will have the best goblin vault sorters go through each vault and make a list of what is there and what is missing. By the blood of Sarya, If I find out that any goblin who has stolen from you and falsified the books, they will not see the next sunrise because they will be dragon food. As far as any wizard or witch who has stolen from you, they will be in the goblin mines or barred from Gringotts. All monetary, personal, land and alike will be in your vault as compensation. I will not rest until this matter is resolved. I hope the Ministry doesn't have their sticky fingers in this mess, because a little unknown fact, is that Lord Potter owns the Ministry building and the land it sits on. The Potter's financed and built it, and I would hate to see the ministry fall short of their rental agreement with the Potter's. The outstanding balance is quite the sum." Answered director Cirsurx in a dangerous tone looking at Cornelius Fudge. Cornelius gulped and started to look a bit nervous and he dabbed a handkerchief on his forehead to wipe away some sweat. He knew that there was now hell to pay in some way. First was the fact that Harry Potter, 'The Boy Who Lived', was kidnapped and he was lied too. Second, was the fact that everyone's hero was to be raised by ten people listed in part of Lady Lilly Potter's will, and yet he was lied too. Third, The Boy who Lived, Harry Potter had options for his magical schooling besides Hogwarts. Fourth, Harry Potter owned the Ministry building. If he called in the debt the ministry had with the Potter's, then they would be screwed.

There was no way financially they could pay, the government was completely broke. Not even the Malfoy fortune could cover two percent of the ministry's debt. Cornelius needed to speak with director Cirsurx as soon as possible privately so he could try and stall the young Harry Potter from collecting on the ministry debt. Harry nodded and he felt betrayed and a bit angry at the adults around him, but in the end he couldn't blame them either. It wasn't their fault that they didn't know that his parents had wills. He couldn't even blame the goblin director for forgetting about them since he looked pretty old. Minerva came back inside the office looking quite pale with Filius. Shakely, she poured herself a glass of water before taking a sip. She looked at Harry before speaking.

"Harry, I honestly didn't know until now. I was there the night you were left on the doorstep of the Dursley's by Albus. I had a funny feeling about his actions, but I can't remember anything else. I fought hard for you every time you went back to those muggles. I am so so sorry." She said. Minerva broke down into tears in front of everyone. No one has ever seen the stern highland witch breakdown crying before, this was a first for everyone. Harry got up and walked over to the woman before hugging her. "Hey it's okay professor. I am feeling like I have been betrayed, and a bit angry. However we're only human and we all make mistakes. If I should be angry at anyone it would have to be Dumbledore. If he is supposed to be this great knowing wizard, then why hasn't he ever mentioned my parents wills to me? He must have known that I am not to be around him or snape without my magical guardian or godparent. He is to blame, not you. He maybe powerful, but he needs to be knocked down a peg or two. He needs to see that he has no control of other people's lives." Harry told the old witch in a sincere tone trying to dry her tears. It seemed to work.

She hugged Harry back with a light smile before looking into his bright emerald-green eyes. "Harry I promise that I will do a better job protecting you at Hogwarts. I am your godmother after all, and what kinda godmother would I be now if I didn't. You and your wives may call me Minerva or Minnie in private from now on." She said. Director Cirsurx then spoke once Harry returned to his seat. He told everyone his suspicions about the events causing all the adults to agree. He got up and grabbed several pieces of parchment, a pin, a dagger and a map. He unrolled the map laying it across the table before handing Harry the dagger. "Harry, now that I have my doubts about Dumbledore, I want to check something. If your mother's will indicated that your real aunt is your magical guardian, and I haven't seen a death certificate for her or your grandparents Charlus and Dorea Potter yet. There is a possibility they are still alive. I think I can find them using goblin magic and this map. It won't be exact but it will get us close to them. First we need to see if they are alive before we take any steps further. I need you to cut your thumb and let a few drops of your blood touch this parchment. It will take a few minutes, but any black names with red marks means that they were a witch or wizard, and they have passed on. Any names in red means they are a witch or wizard, and any blue marks means they are muggles." Stated director Cirsurx. Harry did as instructed by the director and cut his thumb. He let some of his blood drip onto the parchment. While the parchment was starting to show names, dates of birth, who married who, children's names and deaths; director Cirsurx used the other parchments. They were department memos. He finished the last memo just as the parchment stopped writing for Harry.

"Harry, your aunt and grandparents are alive. Their names are not darkened out, I can find them. This is indeed a good day." The old goblin said looking at the parchment. Harry bowed his head and was in tears making everyone understand why. Harry thought for over fourteen years of his life he was alone in the world. And now within a few hours he had family that was alive, he had an aunt from his mother's side and grandparents from his father's side of the family. Director Cirsurx and everyone waited for Harry to stop crying. Hermione and Daphne were holding him and the rest of his witches wanted too, but they knew that Hermione and Daphne could handle it better. After several long minutes of tears Harry looked up and nodded. He was ready to know where they were. Director Cirsurx pricked Harry's index finger while chanting in gobbledygook. Harry didn't know what the old goblin was saying, but within a few minutes his blood made a circle. It was on the boarders of Italy, France and Switzerland. Even though the three countries looked small on a world map, they were actually pretty big in real life. Director Cirsurx told Harry that it would take him some time to track his aunt and grandparents down, but he will get it done. The next immediate concern was now the soul-bonds. Hermione's father Lord Dylan Damien Granger let out a deep sigh having his arms folded.

"I don't like knowing that my baby girl has been married for the past two years, but I knew since last summer that she was married. The other fathers and I have talked over this past year about it, and we all agree that this is for the best. At least we know that Lord Potter will do his damnist to protect our girls. The two biggest issues is their soul-bond and the Daily Prophet. Filius's book says that a completion of a soul-bond can do some serious damages. How can we avoid that? Next is the daily Prophet. If they get wind of Harry's marriages women all over the world will be hounding him. We can't keep this a secret from the public." Said Dylan. All the father's nodded their agreement and Andromeda voiced her concerns. "If my memory serves. The ladies will need to get pregnant soon. It's in the law that any married witch must produce at least one heir within one year of their marriage to continue the house line, or be thrown into Azkaban for five years. There has to be a way to protect them. They are breaking the law now. They have been married for two years with no pregnancy." Stated the older witch.

Amelia Bones had a solution to both problems. "Your both right, but there is an easy solution to both. The law states that a married witch must produce an heir within a year of their wedding. However the lord and lady of the house IE: Lord Dylan Damien Granger and Lady Geneviève Vivian Granger, of The Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Granger would have to be informed of the wedding before the heir is produced. Only the lords knew and not the ladies until today. That means the girls have until the end of next year to have the next heir. As for the Daily Prophet. Don't hide the fact that Harry is off the market. Go completely public and plainly state that all titles and consort contracts have been filled by law. Harry can have a few more consorts if he wanted, but I think having this many wives already is a handful." Stated Amelia. Sirius Black nodded before looking over at his godson. Then it dawned on him about the soul-bonds. "Potter Island!" He said.

This got all eyes to look at him like he was talking in a different language. Sirius let out a sigh before speaking. "Okay, let the kids use Potter island. It's where James and Lilly went on their honeymoon. It's away from prying eyes. They can consummate their bond strengthening their magic if time is short. They would have enough food, water and shelter. They could do anything they would like on the island without worrying about anyone spying on them." Sirius stated. Minerva nodded with her arms folded. "It seems reasonable, and it would get the ladies away from Ronald Weasley." She said. This caught everyone's attention and she explained everything that has been happening at Hogwarts for the past two years. The miss wording of a binding oath from Ron this morning to Ginny trying to get into Harry's pants. Minerva didn't leave anything out. Even Filius Flitwick had chimed in covering what he witnessed. It was decided that Harry and his wives along with Neville and Luna were not safe at Hogwarts. They all were headed to Potter Island in a few days. "Then I want to get pregnant when I am there with my husband." Hermione flatly said.

All eyes turned to her and it looked like the adults were going to break their necks. Harry's eyes looked as though they were going to come out of his head from Hermione's statement. "I said I want to get pregnant, and you heard Fionna, we have until the end of next year to have babies. Is it that hard to understand? We're very horny married teenagers. We're holding our selves back from just ripping off our clothes and fuck each other's brains out right about now. Besides, you all are deciding our choices for us without even asking. So this is what all of us girls want, and it is our choice that counts after all. We already love Harry and I know Susan, Fleur, Cassie and Tonks will feel the same way in time. But there is another reason… Ron, Ginny, Draco, Snape and Dumbledore. If we come back, let's say in three months; then they can't touch us. we should be pregnant by then. They wouldn't dare try and do anything, because it would mean attempted line assassination." Hermione stated. Hermione's mother, Lady Geneviève Vivian Granger looked at her daughter from across the table with a resigned look marring her face. She was an O.B.G.Y.N. before becoming The Director of The General and Neurological Surgical Department at the top rated hospital in Crawley. She knew that kids around her daughter's age would sneak off and play around a little or have sex behind their parents backs.

Hermione rolled her eyes knowing the look her mother gave her before she spoke. "Mom look, I am not like you. I didn't get pregnant before marriage like you did with daddy. Do you really think grandma would like it? She would kill me and then Harry. Us girls don't have a choice. Scratch that, we do but dying is not on my to-do list. You and daddy have supported me for the past fourteen years, and have let me make my own choices and mistakes. No matter which way you slice it, I am a married witch by magic. This is my choice. I love Harry very much, we all do. All us girls have dreamed of being mothers to the man we love. You love daddy don't you? if you didn't, then I wouldn't be here. It's the same for all of us, just an age difference." Hermione said.

Hermione always respected her parents and those in authority, but the past two years at Hogwarts dealing with Snape, Dumbledore and Lockhart this year she had to question her own beliefs. Her mother Geneviève had to sigh seeing Hermione made some valid points. She met her husband in their third year at Hogwarts and started dating him six months later. Things got steamy from time to time, but she was on the six month contraceptive potion at the time. They moved in together and went to medical school. Just two years out of her residency at being a doctor, Dylan popped the question. Of course she said yes right away, but she forgot to use protection that night and so did her now fiancée. Three months later she found out that she was pregnant, and her mother didn't take the news well. Hermione's grandmother had everything planned for her daughter's wedding next year, but now she had to move the date up quite a bit of time since Hermione was coming. Hermione's mother took her daughter's hands into hers as she spoke "I know dear, it's just that you have this big dream of a nice wedding. You having your father walk you down the aisle and give you away. You have even gotten your flowers and colors picked out. I just can't help but feel your following in my footsteps, and I never wanted that for you." Geneviève stated a bit somberly.

Hermione sighed knowing her mother's feelings, but she guessed that she needed to hear her honestly. "Mom, I understand your feelings. It's not like I won't still have my dream wedding, I just want to enjoy doing it instead of death." Hermione replied reaching across the table taking her mother's hand. Hermione and her mother Geneviève heard Harry speak. "Why not wait to go to Potter island, say one month from now. I'm sure with all these bright witches in the room, they can pull off a wedding in a month. I am giving full access to my vaults to all my witches. My dad did it with my mom, so why not continue the family tradition." Harry said with not a care in the world. Hermione and her mother Geneviève's eyes almost popped out of their heads after what Harry said. Everyone in the room had some sort of shocked expression written on their faces except for Sirius and director Cirsurx. Sirius Black had a knowing smile on his face, while director Cirsurx was busy sitting at his desk not wanting to interrupt the conversation. He had other things weighing heavily on his mind.

Director Cirsurx pulled a piece of parchment from his desk and filled out the required form, hit a few buttons on his desk calling for a medi-goblin and a few goblin runners to pick something up from the Potter family vault. "So how are we going to do this? We're all soul-bonded to Harry, but we need to have skin to skin contact to keep us from dying." Said Katie thinking out loud. "Well, we only need the skin to skin contact for a few hours, but I think since we now know our ladyship positions, we should consider that we take turns. Hermione is closer to Harry and she has his bed every night because of it. Let's do it like this: Hermione and Daphne gets Monday's, Padma and Parvati gets Tuesday's, Penny and Katie gets Wednesday's, and so forth. It could be adjusted if needed. Since we're not coming back to Hogwarts until next term we have a lot of time. I think Hermione should have Harry this weekend to herself. We all saw her past with those girls, it's time for a bit of payback." Said Fleur in perfect English.

The stunned looks on everyone's faces made her raise an eyebrow before shrugging her shoulders. "British men and women think us French women with blonde hair and big tits have no brains, let alone tey think that we french just lay about and fuck like animals all day. British Women think we're homewreckers. It's better to mislead them then show them up. There is a saying, 'If you stay quiet in a room, it shows who the stupid one's are.' Those who speak about something they know nothing about are a good source just to show their own stupidity. This Ronald and Ginevra Weasley is a good case and point, are they not? Harry has stayed quiet most of the time and only spoke when his thoughts were needed. That shows me he has more brains then most men. A fun fact, I am a veela and so is my mother and sister. Daddy shielded everyone except for Neville and us. Neville is a drooling pile of goo. Manma, Gabbie and myself have been using our veela allure at full blast this entire time. None of you have been affected. Harry is a very strong wizard and I am happy he is my mate for life." Fleur explained.

Before anything could be said however, director Cirsurx spoke once he placed everything on the table. "We have covered a lot of topics today and magic herself appeared. However it is getting late and I think we should table the rest of this for tomorrow at 10:30 sharp. There is so much we still need to cover." Director Cirsurx said to everyone. The battle hardened goblin looked in Harry's direction continuing to speak. "Harry, this is medi-goblin Linx. I asked her to join us due to the suspicion I have with Dumbledore. If you're okay with it, I would like her to have a look at you and your wives." Director Cirsurx requested. Harry looked at his wives before looking at their fathers. He started to look a bit jumpy and sweat started to form on his brow. Geneviève Granger and Andromeda Tonks were well known healers, one magical and one muggle. They both knew something was terribly wrong with Harry. Even Amelia Bones picked up on Harry's nervousness. "Director Cirsurx, with all due respect. Can you and our husbands leave the room with the minister for a few minutes. As a doctor I think it is better for Harry." Geneviève requested….

All the men in the room didn't understand what was going on and why Harry Potter went from confidence to a very scared child. They didn't want to question anything right at the present time and left to go wait out in the hallway. Once the heavy dark oak doors closed Amelia Bones didn't waste time. "Okay Harry, what's up? One minute your confident, and the next your scared like you're a two year old child." Amelia said in a stern voice. Harry was taken back and recoiled a bit from her tone. When Geneviève went to reach across the table to reach for his hand, Harry flinched. Both her and Andromeda knew Harry was hiding something. They looked to Harry's wives for an answer, but they shook their heads keeping quiet themselves. Andromeda knew there was only one thing that could get Harry to open up. "Harry, do you know what a Hippocratic oath is?" She asked in a calm tone laced in her voice. Harry stayed quiet looking like a small child but shook his head no. This gave Andromeda a chance to explain. "Harry, the Hippocratic oath is a standard of things doctors, nurses and healers swear to uphold." She explained.

To Andromeda Tonks and especially to Geneviève Granger, Harry still looked as though he wanted to run right out of director Cirsurx's office and never come back. The crossed arms and dangerous stare from Amelia wasn't helping Harry in the slightest. Harry turned ready to run, but Hermione hand grabbed his wrist making him look at her. "No Harry, you're not going to run away from this. Your parents didn't run away from old moldy-shorts when you were a baby, so your going to be a Potter and stand there to get the help you need. I don't care if all eleven of us, your wives, have to bind and sit on you so you can get the help. You need it and your going to do this. Because if you don't, you won't get to have any baby making for a god damn month from each of your wives." Said Hermione in an admonishing toned voice. Harry looked around director Cirsurx's office and saw that Katie, Padma, Angela, and Tonks were blocking the heavy double dark oak doors with their wands out.

Harry shook his head letting out a deep sigh wondering how they managed to rope Luna and Neville into their stance. "You really don't play fair Jeanie." He said. Hermione's face went from 'your going to listen' to a wry smile knowing that all of Harry's wives had won. She shook her head no as she replied. "When it come to you love, none of your wives will ever play fair when it comes to your healing." She answered. He turned around to face Andromeda Tonks and saw behind him Hermione's mother giving Amelia an earful and he couldn't hear what they were saying. Andromeda sighed clutching her chest in relief. Tentatively she took a few steps forward to Harry and placed a hand on his shoulders. "Harry there is nothing to run away from. We're just trying to help you. Now Harry, the full Hippocratic oath is this. I swear by Apollo Healer, by Asclepius, by Hygieia, by Panacea, and by all the gods and goddesses, making them my witnesses, that I will carry out, according to my ability and judgment, this oath and this indenture. To hold my teacher in this art equal to my own parents; to make him partner in my livelihood; when he is in need of money to share mine with him; to consider his family as my own brothers, and to teach them this art, if they want to learn it, without fee or indenture; to impart precept, oral instruction, and all other instruction to my own sons, the sons of my teacher, and to indentured pupils who have taken the Healer's oath, but to nobody else. I will use those dietary regimens which will benefit my patients according to my greatest ability and judgment, and I will do no harm or injustice to them. Neither will I administer a poison to anybody when asked to do so, nor will I suggest such a course. Similarly I will not give to a woman a pessary to cause abortion."

"But I will keep pure and holy both my life and my art. I will not use the knife, not even, verily, on sufferers from stone, but I will give place to such as are craftsmen therein. Into whatsoever houses I enter, I will enter to help the sick, and I will abstain from all intentional wrong-doing and harm, especially from abusing the bodies of man or woman, bond or free. And whatsoever I shall see or hear in the course of my profession, as well as outside my profession in my intercourse with men, if it be what should not be published abroad, I will never divulge, holding such things to be holy secrets. Now if I carry out this oath, and break it not, may I gain for ever reputation among all men for my life and for my art; but if I break it and forswear myself, may the opposite befall me.

"I shall do by my patients as I would be done by; shall obtain consultation whenever I or they desire; shall include them to the extent they wish in all important decisions; and shall minimize suffering whenever a cure cannot be obtained, understanding that a dignified death is an important goal in everyone's life. I shall try to establish a friendly relationship with my patients and shall accept each one in a nonjudgmental manner, appreciating the validity and worth of different value systems and according to each person a full measure of human dignity. I shall charge only for my professional services and shall not profit financially in any other way as a result of the advice and care I render my patients."

"I shall provide advice and encouragement for my patients in their efforts to sustain their own health. I shall work with my profession to improve the quality of medical care and to improve the public health, but I shall not let any lesser public or professional consideration interfere with my primary commitment to provide the best and most appropriate care available to each of my patients. To the extent that I live by these precepts, I shall be a worthy physician." Andromeda said in a soft tone to her voice. Geneviève Granger saw that they were slowly getting through to Harry after giving Amelia a good ass chewing. She was now standing next to Andromeda nodding her head. When Andromeda stopped speaking Geneviève quickly jumped talking the opportunity to speak. "Harry, I understand your scared to talk son, but if we don't know what has gotten you to stay quiet, than we can't help you. You are everything in these girl's world. I swear, we won't be mad at you. We just want to help." Geneviève told him in a warm motherly tone as she could.

Harry felt a gentle squeeze of his hands making him look to his right and left. Hermione and Daphne were giving him a reassuring smile. He got the same type of smile from his other wives. Through his soul-bond with his wives, Harry was gently persuaded to show what he was afraid of the most. Standing up, Harry took off his shirt and showed Geneviève, Andromeda, Amelia and medi-goblin Linx his back. There were scars and burns going every direction. Minerva McGonagall and Harry's other in-laws ran out of the room in tears looking a bit green in the face. Geneviève Granger had to look at a very scared Harry Potter and tell him the truth. "Harry, this is very very serious. I have to report these to the muggle police, these Dursley's abused you and no child should ever be abused. I need to have the minister, director Cirsurx, Ted, Sirius, and Dylan get involved. They must know." She told him. Harry backed away from Hermione's mother, but Hermione had ahold of his hand. She once again shook her head negatively and he knew that he had lost. "Please don't push me away. I know I look like a freak, a monster." Said Harry almost begging as he feared that his new in-laws would really push him away completely.

Hermione's mother Geneviève was pissed off at first went she found out that her only daughter was married by an eternal soul-bond, but now her tune was completely changed. This boy, no this young man really did deserve having an eternal soul-bond with a lot of wives and his scars just proved how much he earned such a gift. Geneviève Granger warmly smiled at Harry and shook her head speaking. "No Harry, we're not going to push you away or abandon you just because of your scars. Those just prove how tough you are and how you really do deserve having an eternal soul-bond with a lot of wives, no matter how many they are. We want to help you and whatever animal put those scars on you will pay for it. No one will ever lay a hand on you like this ever again or I'll kill them myself for even trying." She said trying to reassure Harry. Andromeda Tonks went to go get her husband Ted Tonks, Dylan Granger, director Cirsurx, Sirius Black and Cornelius Fudge. The other father's wanted to join, but Andromeda was not a witch to mess with. They knew that the way she looked at them they needed to stay put. Medi-goblin Linx was doing a medical scan, Geneviève Granger was taking photos while Amelia Bones was questioning Harry when Andromeda came walking back in with the five men. Ted Tonks, Dylan Granger, Sirius Black and director Cirsurx looked livid while Cornelius Fudge look like his bowler hat, green.

Medi-goblin Linx looked at Cirsurx speaking in gobbledygook. They both looked at Harry and his wives several times while they talked before director Cirsurx spoke in English. "Medi-goblin Linx wants to keep the kids overnight and run some medical scans. I happen to agree since I have my doubts about Dumbledore." Director Cirsurx turned to everyone explaining his offer to them, but mainly to Harry. "The treatment through us goblins is not cheap, running about 1,000 gold galleons an hour. But do to the seriousness of this issue, all medical charges will be waived. That is my offer, but since Harry is nervous around people, medi-goblin Linx thinks it would be best to set the appointment for tomorrow. Harry has 'Friend Status' with the bank. I as the director of Gringotts, I will help in convicting the people who have done this to him." Said director Cirsurx. Cornelius Fudge drummed his fingers on his lime-green bowler hat finally able to speak, even though he still felt sick to his stomach. "My career as minister is over. If the wizarding world finds out that the boy who lived was abused, they would crucify me." Said a nervous Fudge.

Amelia Bones didn't look to happy at her boss. "Excuse me Fudge…. Are you caring about your damn career as minister now? You don't care about Harry at all do you? You see him as a tool to advance your political career. You're not above the law Fudge, I already have enough to start an investigation on you about taking bribes. Now you know something, so you better start talking." Amelia ordered. "Albus told me the boy was living a happy life with his distant relatives. I swear that is all I know Amelia." Fudge stumbled out. "Clearly Harry wasn't with any relatives. You're not going to stop this Fudge. As of this moment Harry James Potter and his wives are under the protection of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. Only myself, director Cirsurx, and whoever I choose will know where they are at. I am starting an investigation on everything and I will not stop until I see justice done the right way Fudge. Dumbledore is top of my shit list and I will take him down along with anyone who gets in my way, and that includes you." Amelia said in a dangerous and deadly tone in her voice. Before the minister of magic, Cornelius Fudge could say anything any further, Amelia Bones had him by his pinstriped cloak and waistcoat roughly pulling him towards the heavy double oak doors. Once she threw the minister out of director Cirsurx's office she grabbed Sirius by his prisoner robes. She was livid as she marched him in front of Harry before she slapped him in the face and started hitting his chest speaking. "You stupid, stupid mutt… you abandoned Harry for a rat… How could you Siri? How could you, how could you? Oh god…" She said as tears were falling like a river down her face.

Sirius didn't know what Amelia was talking about or why she was crying so heavily. As soon as Sirius got a better look at his godson Harry's back he choked up. "Amy, I swear I didn't want to go after Peter. I will swear on my magic, my blood, my name anything. Put me under veritaserum, take my memories anything. The night my cousin James died with Lilly my oath to protect Harry went into effect. I showed up in Godric's Hollow but Hagrid was already there. As loveable as the big guy is, he is just simple minded. I ordered him to hand Harry over. The next thing I knew I was chasing down Peter, and then waking up on that zero star offshore hotel. I spent thirteen years in that hellhole, and listening to Bellatrix cackling is not fun." Said Sirius. He looked to Harry who was now putting on his shirt. "Pup I am so sorry. I messed up. I know you may not be able to forgive me, but I would like to try and get to know you. well, when I am healed up enough and officially free." Sirius said. Geneviève Granger looked at Harry's godfather Sirius like a stern mother. "Don't ask that now Black. This is enough for Harry in one day. He is coming home with Hermione. I will not hear any complaints. You want to see Harry than it is his choice, but you heal and get free first." She said. Sirius knew that Geneviève Granger was right. It was Harry's choice in the end whether he wanted to know him or not, and he needed to heal.

After Amelia let go of Sirius Black and wiping the remnants of her tears away, she spoke with Harry. Amelia gave her word that she would do everything in her power to get rid of the animals that hurt him. Geneviève Granger had to remind Amelia that she had no power or pull in the muggle world, and that it would be up to her and Dylan Granger to do the work. Harry however told Amelia all about what professor Gilderoy Lockhart was doing with the upper girls at Hogwarts. If she wasn't pissed off over what Harry had to go through for the last fourteen years, it showed on Amelia's face now. In fact; Lady Augusta Callidora Longbottom, Lady Rachel Bell, Lady Geneviève Granger, Lady Andromeda Tonks, Lady Skyla Clearwater, Lady Priya Patil, Lady Clara Greengrass and Lady Felicia Zabini were now franticly looking over their own daughters asking a million questions. Since it was close to 7:00 PM, director Cirsurx gave Harry a chest which made him look confused. He explained what was inside.

"Harry, this is one of the Potter chests. Inside is all of the Potter women jewelry. More precisely, the lady rings. Since your soul-bonded to nine girls they should wear the lady betrothal rings for now. We don't want to have your marriage slip out to the public yet. Also inside there are jewels that are loose so you can have your wives wedding bands be unique. It has been common in the Potter family for each new lord and lady to make their own. And speaking of lords and ladies. I forgot to mention that there is a rule of thumb in the wizarding world. A lord can take up the mantle of his house when the actual lord either passes, or steps down. Your grandfather stepped down once he saw your father James understood and took a more serious interaction to being a lord. What this boils down to, is that your grandfather and grandmother Charlus and Dorea Potter still have their rings. They can help guide you in the legal aspects of being the new lord Potter." He said.

Harry nodded as he looked at the Potter chest. It was a Burlwood inlay chest. It looked like it had a key, however the keyhole was just decorative. Director Cirsurx explained to Harry how to open his family chest. All Harry had to do was place his hand on top and push his magic through to open it. When he did, the front opened up along with the lid. There were several drawers inside. there was 30 drawers in total. The first ten drawers held Amethyst's, Aquamarine's, Sapphire's, Diamond's, Garnet's, Emerald's, Moonstones, Opals, Pieces of Jade, and Pearls of all different shapes and sizes. The other drawers held other different jems. The last three drawers was what Harry took the most surprising expression with. The last four drawers held necklaces, earrings, bracelets, ladies watches, the lady house betrothal rings and the wedding rings. Each one was different in design, but they all had one thing in common. They all held the house symbols. Harry couldn't believe an ornate wooden box that was 15 inches wide, 10.50 inches in height and 8 inches in length could hold such a large amount of jewelry and gems. Director Cirsurx had somewhat of a goblin grin on his face before instructing Harry to lift up the top drawer that the lid covered. When Harry did as instructed, his eyes almost came out of his head. Underneath a false top drawer sat gold, silver, palatium, titanium, mithril and goblin trinium. There were all different lengths. Some to make earrings, necklaces, bracelets, and rings.

Director Cirsurx told Harry that every Potter would buy jems and pieces of material for the next new lord once the current lord chose the jems and loose pieces of gold, silver, palatium, titanium, mithril or goblin trinium. The design and craftsmanship along with what charms and protections were to be placed on the new crafted item would come at a steep cost. It all depended on the design and how much detail work was woven into the new piece of jewelry. Harry placed the false bottom of the top box back inside since he needed to think of each girl and their own tastes. He opened the drawer with the lady betrothal rings before pulling out each one seperatly. Unsure what to do, Harry only did what came to mind. He handed each of his wives their rings without asking properly. Which meant getting down on one knee and proposing to them. All of Harry's wives didn't really mind nor did they care because of how he lived for the last fourteen years. Their fathers facepalmed shaking their heads while their mothers just giggled. Sirius had a smirk plastered across his face, and Cornelius Fudge still looked like his bowler hat, green. Harry's wives were thrilled to have such beautiful rings on their left ring fingers and they were just admiring them lovingly, but before long it was time to go. All the girls decided that they would meet Harry, Hermione and her parents a few hours before they were to return to Gringotts the following morning before their appointment with director Cirsurx. Neville's grandmother Augusta offered Luna a room at Longbottom manor since she was given loco Prentis from Xenophilius when he was out of the country during the school year.

While all the parents were finalizing their plans, Amelia Bones and Cornelius Fudge was handed a scroll by director Cirsurx along with copies of the marriages contracts and they had all the girls' names blurred for their protection. He indicated that it was for the daily prophet. It in fact was the signed deed of the Prophet from the Potters when the paper was created in 1743, but he didn't have to even say a word about the contracts since it was self-explanatory. Amelia asked Lord and Lady Bell if they could make sure that her neice Susan could make it to the Abbott's with an explanation on why she was there. The Bell's agreed to make sure Susan was with the Abbott's for the night. Amelia knew what she was going to do first with the minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge. They were going to march right into the editor Barnabas Cuffe's office and have a nice very long talk with him, Rita Skeeter and her photographer Bozo Lloyd. They were going to lay it flat out on how things would work from now on. No more lies about Harry Potter, no more sneaking around to find scandals or anything else.

They were going to print the truth, because if they didn't, they would be out of a job before they could blink. After that she was headed straight to Hogwarts with Alastor Moody, Kingsley Shacklebolt and several other aurors to arrest Gilderoy Lockhart on the charge of rape. If she had any time, then she would be dragging Severus Tobias Snape in and feed him some truth potion. She really wanted to get her hands on Albus Dumbledore after what she heard, but just like Lucius Malfoy he was just as slippery as they come. Cornelius Fudge was a politician and this wasn't what he had planned for his day. But being a politician, he knew that the meeting with Barnabas Cuffe, Rita Skeeter and Bozo Lloyd would not go over to well, but he knew how to use them well. He would give them a story that they couldn't refuse, but it had to wait for print. Sirius Black would stay with the goblins for his healing of the Dementors and his stint in Azkaban, this was also until he was set free. Just before Harry left with Hermione and her parents, director Cirsurx handed Lady Geneviève Granger a plastic card. It was similar to a muggle credit card. He told her that it was connected to the main Potter vault and would update the account automatically. He said it could be used for Harry in both the magical and muggle worlds. No one except those he personally dealt with ever got one. Harry then realized something. He opened one of the dark heavy oak doors and read the names director Cirsurx dealt with personally. He re-read in big gold letters:

Account manager for The goddess Blessed Sacred 19 Houses: The Most Honorable Ancient House and Most Ancient Noble Houses

The Most Honorable Ancient House and Most Ancient Noble House of Potter.