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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.
Chapter Prompt: After facing down the entire 150 members of the Wizengamot and Andromeda Tonks lying about Hermione being pregnant before losing the baby due to Dolores's abuse and the rough handling by two aurors. Harry now has a chance to take Hermione out on a real date for the first time in two years along with helping her face her own fears, namely her own bullies. What will the two lovebirds do, and how will they handle it with a new set of challenges?
Story Rating: M (Contains content Suitable For Mature Teens And Adults) (Graphic sexual content, language and some violence.)
Story Date Started: 05/25/2024
Story Date Finished: Ongoing
Number Of Chapters: 5
Page Count Before and After Author's Messages: 24
Word Count Before and After Author's Messages: 34,904
Caracter Count Before and After Author's Messages: 157,133
Pairings: Hadrian James "Harry" Potter and Hermione Jean "Jeanie" Granger. Hadrian James "Harry" Potter and Daphne Lenora "Lora" Greengrass. Hadrian James "Harry" Potter and Fleur Isabelle "Belle" Delacour. Hadrian James "Harry" Potter and Angela "Angel" Carmen Zabini. Hadrian James "Harry" Potter and Katherin Veronica "Katie" Bell. Hadrian James "Harry" Potter and Narcissa Cheyenne "Cassie" Black. Hadrian James "Harry" Potter and Nymphadora Alyssa "Nymph" Tonks. Hadrian James "Harry" Potter and Padma Devina "Pad" Patil. Hadrian "Harry" James Potter and Parvati Divya "Paarv" Patil. Hadrian "Harry" James Potter and Penelope Hope "Penny" Clearwater. Hadrian James "Harry" Potter and Susan Marlene "Susie" Bones. Hadrian James "Harry" Potter and Sabrina Caterina "Kat" Mancini: (OC). Neville Franklin "Neev" Longbottom and Luna Pandora "Moonbeam" Lovegood. Neville Franklin "Neev" Longbottom and Hannah Maryam "Mitzi" Abbott. Blaise Owen "Bay" Zabini and Pansy Sable "Babie" Parkinson. Blaise Owen "Bay" Zabini and Lavender Luvenia "Lav" Brown. Sirius Orion "Paddy" Black and Amelia Lavada "Amy" Bones. Sirius Orion "Paddy" Black and Original Character.
STORY UPDATE: Monday July 22, 2024: 7:47 Pm: The Fanfiction App skipped several paragraphs if you were listening to the chapter. Sorry. (Hopefully Now fully Fixed)
STORY UPDATE 2: Tuesday July 23, 2024: 5:56 Pm: I caught to many mistakes and had to take down this chapter for all the corrections. I also didn't like the how the placement breaks looked or Sounded. This now has been fixed, and This is the last update for this chapter. I am currently working on chapter 6 of this extended version. The normal chapter 7 should be out shortly after.
Story Recommendation: A Different Halloween: By RobSt
Story Rating: T (Contains Content Not Suitable For Children)
Story Date Started: 10/31/2010
Story Date Finished: 5/26/2012
Number Of Chapters: 20
Personal Thoughts on This Story: This story takes place just before Voldemort attacks Harry Potter's home in Godric's Hallow. Harry and Hermione meet as toddlers. Instead of Lord James Fleamont and Lady Lilly Marie Potter being killed, it is Petunia and Vernon Dursley who is killed. Dudley survives and is raised along side Harry, Hermione, Neville and Luna. There is time jumps but all in all with the way the story is laid out, I recommend it for a read. It may be short with 20 chapters I think it could get anyone to laugh seeing a bit of humor in the story.
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Hey everyone,
Sorry for the delay in uploading this extended chapter. I hope everyone is enjoying their summer. Where I live we have had triple digit numbers so it has been hot as hell. My sister in home AC went out and since I write upstairs, it felt like I really was in hell. So that slowed me down and the triple digit heat here won't be letting up until next week. The good news though, My sister's in home AC is fixed so that is a plus. With other life's little problems getting me sidetracked and other issues, I am glad this chapter now can be sent out to all of you. That is enough rambling out of me guys. Enjoy this new chapter.
(EXTENDED Version Of) A NEW LIFE FOR HARRY POTTER
BY: SHADOWWOLF123
{…In The Last Chapter And Behind The Scenes…}
In The Last Chapter: Harry Potter and Hermione Granger now Potter were confronted by Dolores Jane Umbridge. She was flanked by aurors John Dawlish, Austin Savage, rookie aurors Anthony Fraser and Isaac Harrison. She accused Harry Potter of line theft and stole magic from honest true purebloods. Hermione was punched in the stomach by auror Dawlish and then slammed her head into the granite floor cracking her skull. Dolores didn't care if anyone saw her as she kicked Hermione in the stomach. Hermione was fading in and out of consciousness and scared Harry to death once she passed out. Dolores drug both Harry and Hermione into the Wizengamot courtroom without due process and lied through her teeth. Harry was furious and faced down the entire Wizengamot body revealing the ploy of Albus Dumbledore and why they were there to begin with.
Behind The Scenes: On Saturday May 24, 2014; Albus Dumbledore used his position as Chief Warlock of The Wizengamot to walk into Gringotts Bank and steal 14,000,000 gold galleons from the Main Potter vault, before bribing many witches and wizards to pass an emergency Wizengamot meeting through, and for them to vote for him to control every aspect of Harry Potter's life. Everything from stripping Harry from his titles, his wives and all of his money. Albus thought he had everything sewn up in a nice little bag pleased with himself.
Just before Harry left the Wizengamot, he handed director Cirsurx the elder wand and told him that Dumbledore had it in his possession. He instructed that it go back into his family vault. Director Cirsurx left with his guards from the Wizengamot two hours later with everything Harry Potter claimed and was not happy. Little did the old wizard know that Harry Potter and his entire family had a plan in place with the help of director Cirsurx. He told Harry of a quote from Von Moltke. "No plan of operations extends with any certainty beyond the first encounter with the main enemy forces." From that quote; This is now where we start this new chapter and look in on the Weasley's from their living room in Devon….
(EXTENDED Version Of) Chapter 5: Face Your Demons Hermione My Love: Part 2 Of A Potter's Wrath
(…Early Start Of Summer Vacation; Wednesday, May 28, 2014: Devon, Ottery St Catchpole, The Burrow…)
In Devon, Ottery St Catchpole at The Burrow Molly, Ron, Ginny, Arther, Percy, Fred and George were sitting in their living room listening to their wireless radio. What they were hearing was the Wizengamot and Harry Potter's voice since the WWN reporter was quiet. "When your chief warlock doesn't get his way, he throws a tantrum, like he doesn't have his favorite toy in his crib. Why else are we all here? The Chief Warlock Albus Dumbledore wants to have control over my life because he thinks I don't have any right to be independent. He wants to control so much of my life that I have to go to him and ask him permission to just take a shit. Your chief warlock thinks that I have no claim to my birthrights, meaning all my titles as a lord. Getting ready for this farce of a trial, I have spoken with my account manager at Gringotts. I have undeniable proof that Albus Dumbledore has broken into The Potter Family vault and stolen over 14,000,000 gold galleons just for today." Harry went silent, and the Weasley family heard wrestling of parchments over the next five minutes. The WWN reporter quickly whispered into his microphone explaining to everyone that was listening in, on what he was seeing.
As soon as Harry Potter cleared his throat the WWN reporter became quiet before Harry continued. "I told everyone here today that I wasn't going to be polite and you could kiss my ass. My parents bodies were not even cold or buried before he started stealing from a baby. He is so hell bent on controlling me he faked my parents wills making himself ruler over my life, but it was fate who now threw his plans into this fucked up trial. I honestly don't give one flying fuck how old your houses are and how entitled you think you should be. For once in your adult lives, think as the lawmakers your supposed to be without your titles. I have never seen such stuck up snobbish assholes in one room in my entire life. All I see is a bunch of inbred witches and wizards in this very courtroom that only care about the money in their vaults. I am ashamed to even be standing here today looking at all of you. Speaking of money. I have passed each and every one of you a full list of withdrawals and deposits from my accounts. It shows your chief warlock withdrawing the 14,000,000 gold galleons on Saturday May 24, 2014 from the main Potter vault. He didn't have my permission or the authorization of my account manager Cirsurx. He did this by way of using other goblins and with me having friend status with my wives, family and friends they were delt with under the right of goblin law. Let's see what the bank statement says. Gee, would you look at that. 2,000,000 gold galleons deposited to the personal vault of Molly Priscilla Weasley under her maiden name of Prewett. 3,000,000 gold galleons deposited to the personal vault of Lord Lucius Nicholas Malfoy. 2,000,000 gold galleons deposited into the personal vault of Senior Undersecretary to the Minister of Magic, Dolores Jane Umbridge. 6,000,000 gold galleons into the chief warlock, Albus Dumbledore's personal vault and 1,000,000 gold galleons into the personal vault of The Order of The Phoenix which only he has access too." Said Harry.
The entire Weasley family besides Ron, Ginny and Percy were glaring daggers at Molly before the audible slap of Harry's hand to his forehead was heard through their radio and then his laughter. "Hahahahahaha…. Oh here's a good one. November 2, 2000; a withdraw from the Main Potter vault for 18,000,000 gold galleons into the Weasley Family vault earmarked for William Arthur Weasley, Charles Richard Weasley, Percy Ignatius Weasley, Fredric Gideon Weasley, George Fabien Weasley, Ronald Bilius Weasley and Ginevra Molly Weasley to attend Hogwarts for the next several lifetimes. However doing a bit of rough math, that is 36,705 gold galleons. He then takes out 16,963,295 gold galleons placing it into his personal vault. Now I have never met the patriarch of the Weasley family, and if you ask anyone of your kids, I have no love-loss for his youngest. I can, and did forgive the 36,705 gold galleons placed into the Weasley vault and the extra million. They will not have to pay back one knut. All that money has been taken from Albus Dumbledore's vaults with interest and every knut from every one of your vaults that he put the Potter gold into."
"Paybacks are a real bitch, and I am just getting started. However, this has kept happening every month since my parents were murdered. While you all sat eating fat healthy meals thinking everything is okay in your little world, I was starved, beaten, treated lower then a house-elf. Thank you so fucking much assholes for allowing an old shit like Dumbledore to run rough-shot over your lives and allowing him to control mine. I am just making very clear points on why we all are here today and where everyone has been blinded by their own greed especially Albus Dumbledore. Long before we all were ever born, the first ever Wizengamot set up ten laws that can never be rescinded or changed even today. These laws are for those heirs who are the last of their line, like myself. They are there to protect every house and yet Dumbledore is breaking these laws here today trying to force my removal to my house titles."
"In the Wizengamot Laws under lord and ladyships:
Wizarding Law 1: If an Heir or Heiress has lost both parents they are emancipated on their thirteenth birthday and are to be classified as a legal adult.
In paragraph 598 section 466-B has these laws under the title of emancipated minor and soul-bonds.
Wizarding Law 1: An heir holding a title no lower than ancient or noble house, and at the age of 14 must be married within one year if he or she is the last of his bloodline.
Wizarding Law 2: Any underaged witch or wizard who is Soul-Bonded is legally an adult.
Wizarding Law 3: Any underaged witch or wizard who is Soul-Bonded must still have an adult witch or wizard as a guardian for guidance.
Wizarding Law 4: It is an automatic 25 years to life in Azkaban for any adult witch or wizard trying to separate a soul-bonded couple.
Wizarding Law 5: Anyone trying to separate a soul-bonded couple will face attempted murder charges.
Wizarding Law 6: If an heir has more than one title, he must take on a wife for each title he holds.
Wizarding Law 7: The young Heiress who is married has two years to get pregnant or give birth.
Wizarding Law 8: If the heiress who is married does not produce a new heir within two years, she will face no more than 5 years in Azkaban.
Wizarding Law 9: The young Lord must produce an heir for each title he holds within two years.
Wizarding Law 10: The young Lord can marry earlier then his majority if he can show proof of his financial support for his wife and new family.
I have enacted these rights and laws; So because Albus Dumbledore wants to control my life; when to piss, take a shit, when to dress, who to kiss, who to fuck, who to marry and when to have kids. I bet that he wants to be there standing at the end of my bed when I fuck my wives. I also could bet that he would want to see my wives legs spread open as they deliver my children so he can control them too."
"Here is a few more points for your little inbred brains to think over. Albus Dumbledore thinks that I should bow down to him and kiss his ass, and do whatever he tells me too. Be honest with yourselves about this. None of you would ever allow Albus Dumbledore to control you, tell you how many kids you are allowed to have, tell you how to raise your children, where you can and cannot live, how much money you make, when to spend your money and how much you can spend. Each and every one of you would slap Albus Dumbledore so hard, he would think he was back in 1887. So why are all of you allowing this asshole to do the same thing to me that you would stop yourselves? If you think I am lying through my teeth to gain your sympathy then take a closer look inside the files you all have. Inside is my medical history and I have pencive memories to back it up. I don't want your sympathy or your pity; I want what each and every one of you take for granted, freedom. Freedom to live without someone trying to control every move I make. Each and every one of you are the lucky ones. You have money, nice homes, loving children and so much more. To me you're the rich ones."
"Albus Dumbledore wants me to be lower than a house-elf and not to be taught magic. Dumbledore pushed for this Wizengamot meeting through so he can control everything I do. Albus Dumbledore is lying to each and every one of you with honeyed words. Oh Lord James and Lady Lilly Potter have a will? ignore it and create a false one making me Harry Potter's guardian and controller over everything he owns, and I'll just help myself to anything I wish. Harry Potter won't care or do shit to me because I am Albus Fucking Dumbledore. Oh Harry Potter has grandparents and an aunt that are still alive and he is to be raised by them? Well screw them, obliviate their memories so they believe Harry Potter had died with his parents. Oh Harry Potter has godparents? Well ignore them or throw their asses into Azkaban. Oh there is laws for the only heir or heiress? Nope, not for Harry Potter, he has no right to them because I say so. I'm Albus fucking Dumbledore, the law don't exist and I can do whatever the fuck I want. He has not just done exactly what I claimed not just to you but to me personally. Over the course of fifteen years of my life, Albus Dumbledore has stolen over 400,000,000 gold galleons out of my family vaults, Potter magic, Potter books, Potter jewelry, Potter armor, Potter weapons and other House Potter items. I mean look at his robes. Who do you think paid for his lifestyle? Me. Who do you think pay's for the Weasley's to attend Hogwarts? Me. For some of you I pay for everything and it is not fair to me. You may have not known, but it is still theft. So I ask each of you again, Why? Why are we all here because Albus Dumbledore can't get what he wants, me and everything I own? You all are here to make it illegal for me to do anything."
"If I sneeze I get shipped off to Azkaban. Again, each and every one of you are allowing this asshole to strip me of my freedom that you take for granted. Is it fair for just you to have freedom and Life, and I have none? Who the fucking hell gave the right to Albus to many fucking names Dumbledore the right to control over what people do or say? I may be fourteen and I am just learning my place in this world, but I have good people around me to teach and guide me on what I need to learn. Lords Greengrass, Tonks, Patil, Clearwater, Granger and Gringotts just to name a few. The Chief Warlock Dumbledore has some grand illusion that I need to listen to him. He has no blood relation to me and is not my grandfather, father or parent." Stated Harry with righteous and heated anger.
Harry then went into his and Hermione's ancestry. He took a sip of water from his glass on the desk and then continued. "Ladies and gentlemen of this esteemed Wizengamot body I would like to now address the blood status of myself and my wives. If you turn to parchment 27 you can see that a blood test was done and the family trees are on pages 27 through 38. It was done by a medi-healer from St. Mungo's, signed off by three witnesses, and Gringotts Bank who verified the test results to be accurate. As you can read, my father the late Lord James Fleamont Potter is a pureblood going all the way back five thousand years into Roman times. My mother Lilly Marie Evans wasn't a first generation witch. Just like my father's bloodline; my mother Lilly's bloodline, reaches as far back as my fathers. This makes me a true pureblood and not something everyone says I am. I would ask that all of you turn to page 30 in the files you have sitting in front of you." Harry requested. "I have heard these terms inside Hogwarts: Bindi Bitch, Blood traitor, Mudblood and Mudblooded Whore. Those words were said out in the open and directly towards my wives. As all of you can see my wife Hermione Jean Granger is proven to be a pureblood going back well before this body was ever created. So whatever you think of me being a halfblooded bastard and my wife Hermione as a mudblooded bitch, then I would reconsider your words carefully. One wrong move towards us, could cost you your head by the goblins. They don't take to kindly to those who have assaulted their family physically, verbally or otherwise. My demand is quite simple, and I will get it or this Potter will make damn sure to make your lives a living hell. I ask this esteemed body of members to think very hard about who you have a debt too."
"Almost all of you have delt with the Potter's in the past taking out loans for your homes, new businesses, to pay medical bills what have you. I could collect right now on those debts. The Hell of The Most Honorable Ancient House and Most Ancient Noble House of Potter is here to collect. It's now time you pay the piper. You all have 48 hours to pay back everything, or I'll send the goblins to collect for me since I have Friend Status with them. I will be pressing charges against Dolores Umbitch, these four aurors and the Ministry before this day is out. The assault against me and my wife happened in this very building, so some responsibility is needed to be taken on the ministry's shoulders. Dolores and the aurors after all are working for you. Lastly all marriage contracts that have my name on them have been filled. Anyone who wishes to do harm to me, my wives, friends or family; I am sending you this warning. Any spell, potion, hex, curse or by any other means; I as Lord Potter to The Most Honorable Ancient House and Most Ancient Noble House of Potter will come find you and you'll wish you were dead. You will incur the wrath of House Potter and I will kill to protect my house as it is my right. Good evening ladies and gentlemen." The WWN reporter was soon heard just after the sound of the Wizengamot double doors were closed. Fred and George where doing a happy jig after hearing how Harry affectively took down Albus Dumbledore, Lucius Malfoy and all of his fuck buddy Death-Munchers. Molly Weasley shut off the radio and was fuming along with Ron, Ginny and Percy.
No matter what the little bastard said, Molly Weasley was going to get what they deserved. The Weasley's were going to take everything that the Potter's owned since they didn't deserve to live. In Molly's mind Harry Potter wasn't worthy of his lordships and only the Weasley's had that right to be known as lords and ladies. Harry Potter was only good for being their slave, and Harry's wives were just Ronald's personal fuck dolls to do with as he pleases. Arther looked white as a sheet seeing that whatever Harry James Potter wanted, he got. Everything in the ministry would soon change. What Arther thought of Hermione was in fact that she was a pureblood, but he couldn't understand why his other ministry coworkers didn't see that, nor why they didn't do any research. Arther did not realize what his family had planned for Harry or Hermione while he was deep into his own thoughts. All across England every witch and wizard who was listening to their wireless radio now knew the truth about Harry Potter. They couldn't deny that to a respect, he was like royalty in the wizarding world…
(…Early Start Of Summer Vacation; Thursday, May 28, 2014: Crawley, Hampstead Garden Number 8 Hampstead Garden Suburbs Hermione's Home…)
Harry slowly awoke in a warm bed as rays of sunlight was peeking through a set of soft white curtains. He had to admit to himself that where ever he was at, the bed was soft and the sheets and blankets were nice and warm too. Harry felt a heavy weight laying against his chest which felt really nice to his skin as he tried to remember the last thing he was doing. The last thing he could remember was celebrating his victory over Albus Dumbledore and the Wizengamot at The Ledbury with his wives, family and friends. The upscale restaurant staff came out with some type of cake when Dylan Granger announced to the entire building of his daughter Hermione's engagement to Harry, himself. Harry couldn't remember if his father in-law was a bit to drunk or what himself ate for dinner. The one thing he needed right now though was the loo. Harry looked down to see who was using him as their personal body pillow. The shapely body and the nice set of tits felt really nice against him though and he wouldn't complain one bit. Looking around the room he noticed how large it was compared to his own room at the Dursley's and the boy's dorm room he shared with Neville. There was several bookshelves filled with all different types of books. A fireplace with a painting right above it, and Harry noticed it was him with the sword of Gryffindor raised high into the air as one foot was resting on the maw of a dead dragon. The woman standing at his side with his arm wrapped around her waist looked like his Jeanie. He had to shake his head at that. Harry almost laughed seeing that the painting came from one of the children's books; Harry Potter and The Dragon Slayer by Gilderoy Locke'. There was a lot in the room and from the size of it, Harry could guess that it could fit the Dursley's entire house inside. However he didn't have time to think on that, he really needed the loo badly.
Looking down he saw the soft cool-brown hair of his Jeanie as she was sleeping so soundly and looked like an angel while using him as a body pillow. Harry would worry about where he was at once he was done with the loo. Hermione had him in one of her signature Hermione hugs and Harry really didn't want to wake his sleeping beauty. He had to think quickly or he would mess up the bed, which would be very embarrassing for a teen. "Joory…" He called out. And with a lite pop his house-elf appeared. The little house-elf didn't need any instructions or commands seeing his masters problem right away. The little house-elf snapped his fingers freeing his master from one of his mistresses. He pointed towards a door not saying a word so he wouldn't wake his mistress Hermione from her sound slumber before he vanished without a sound. Harry ran right into the loo not caring how he looked and took care of what he needed to do. He didn't even care to look at his surroundings at the time. Once he was done with his basic need of using the loo, Harry looked at himself and then realized he was completely naked. He didn't know how he was naked and he hoped he didn't do anything untoward his Jeanie last night either. He scrambled around looking for something to wrap himself up in. A towel or a bathrobe would be nice to have now that he saw how big the loo was. There was a very large bathtub that makes the ones at Hogwarts look like a kiddy pool. A large shower that could fit the entire Gryffindor quidditch team in. A sitting area with mirrors, and he had to guess it was for the girls to do their hair. There was several cabinets around the room in different locations. He was about to go looking inside one of them when Joory popped in holding a bathrobe out to his master. "Master is looking for this." Joory said making Harry smile.
Harry knelt down to his house-elf despite the way he looked before asking. "Joory, I need to ask you something." Harry started to say. The little house-elf understood what his master was going to ask, like he could read his mind or something. "Master is home. Master is at mistress Granger's home actually. Joory brought master his bathrobe from house. Joory will send Dobby to take care of master and mistress. Joory is needing to go home, lot of work for Joory to do." The little house-elf said and then vanished once Harry's bathrobe was in his hand. Harry shook his head a bit confused at what the little house-elf said. He thought about it as he put on his bathrobe. 'Okay, so now I know where I'm at. I'm at Hermione's house. Where exactly is it though? I'll just have to figure that out later. Joory said he had a lot to do at home, but where is my home? which home though, I have several. Eight in London, three apartments', two apartments in 'Diagon Alley', a manor and cottage in Hogsmeade and several others around the world. So what home is that little elf talking about? I'll figure this out later.' He said to himself not realizing that Fionna appeared sitting on one of the couches. "Oh good, your awake Harry. How are you feeling?" Fionna asked making Harry jump from surprise. Harry looked over and saw Fionna and quickly threw his bathrobe on tying it in front as tight as it could go. This made the goddess of magic, potions and healing start to laugh. "Oh please Harry, stop. I'm going to wet myself if you act shy around me now." She said wiping away some tears seeing how fast Harry put on his bathrobe out of his embarrassment.
Once Fionna stopped laughing at Harry's expense she motioned for him to sit down with her. Harry raised an eyebrow at the goddess not trusting her motives. She smiled before speaking knowing what he was thinking. "Oh please, like I'm going to have you get me pregnant when one of your wives is in the next room. Then again, I could use some of my goddess magic to make sure no one knows and no damages could be done." Fionna said being a little cheeky. Harry was shaking his head 'no' so fast that if anyone saw him, they would think he was about to break his own neck. Fionna's laughter once again sounded around the loo seeing his reaction. "Relax Harry, I'm joking. Maybe in a few hundred years I'll consider getting pregnant. But right now is not the time nor is it the place." She told him causing Harry to relax a bit. Fionna motioned for Harry to join her on the couch, which he did after a few minutes. Harry still kept a bit of distance between the two of them and Fionna could understand his reasons.
She guessed the pregnancy crack was taken a bit too seriously. "I'm serious Harry, I am not going to jump your bones and get pregnant by you. You may be easy on the eyes and sexy as hell to every woman you come across, but not to me. You and your wives still have a very long way to go for me to consider taking you as my mate. Being the last goddess, is quite boring but it does have its perks. But my personal sex life is not what I am here to talk with you about. I wanted to check up on you after the day you and Hermione had before that farce of a Wizengamot meeting and the meeting itself. I want to see how your feeling after the amount of magic you used even with a head injury. Pretty impressed on how you took Dumbledore down by the way. Even though you took away his knowledge of all of the Potter magic and knowledge, he still knows about your marriages. That man is still a danger to you and your wives. And the way Dolores Umbridge almost wet herself before she passed out almost had me pissing my toga. You should have seen the look on her face when you said a Dementor's dinner." Fionna said almost starting to laugh once again.
Harry folded his arms not all that happy seeing goddess Fionna laughing at him. "I'm glad you're so amused Fionna. I am sooo happy to oblige." Harry said a bit dryly and with a bit of sarcasm in his voice. Goddess Fionna wiped her face after her laughter had died down. Harry then spoke on what he could remember from last night. "Anyway, what I am having a hard time grasping is how I ended up in Hermione's house let alone her bed. The last thing I remember was Dylan announcing my engagement to Hermione at the restaurant. From what I can recall he was pretty drunk. I remember some type of cake to celebrate, but the next thing I know I'm waking up here." Said Harry in an acerbic tone laced in his voice. Fionna nodded as she listened to Harry. She soon smiled and kissed his forehead before filling in the missing blanks of his memory as she tried not to laugh again." Yeah Dylan got pretty drunk last night and he was excited to have you as his son in-law. The restaurant you were at was one of your family businesses. The muggle world knows what the Potter's have done for them and understands why you have so many wives. That being said however, doesn't give you the answer of the missing memories. You had used up a lot of magic that your body wasn't ready for. By the time the other announcements were made about your other wives, you almost killed yourself. Hermione used whatever ounce of magic she had just to call me. I had to take the two of you away from the party. I put you both into bed naked so you can recharge each other's magical core. Hence the missing memories and you waking up here. Now the other reason I wanted to talk with you is because I wanted to give you a heads up on what I am going to do. This also comes with your next set of tasks." Fionna told him.
Harry sat up a bit straighter motioning for the goddess of magic, potions and healing to continue speaking. Fionna could see in Harry's bright emerald-green eyes that he was willing to do anything for his family, wives and friends. "Harry, your next task is here. Well not exactly in this manor, but outside. You have to help Hermione confront her fears, namely her bullies. Help show her that she is stronger than they are and this will show them that she is better off without them in her life. A very easy job, since the school they attend is not that far away. The next task is Hogwarts. You must return with your wives. You have built up so much anger in the past two years that it is about to explode. It's time to confront your own demons. Face those who have harmed you. While you face these two tasks, I'll help the goblins with your family that is stuck in that Time Trap. Once your two tasks are done, I'll help in getting you and your family to Potter island and your next steps on having a new life. I'll know when both tasks are finished and your away from Hogwarts. Before I go and get started on my own work, I forgot to mention a piece of magic I bestowed onto you and your wives. It's nothing that would hurt you. I know you heard of animagus transformations before. What I gifted you and your wives is quite similar. I opened your natural Potter family animagus ability. Unlike a normal animagus, the Potter family refined it. After you transform, you still have the ability to speak like a human. This is Potter family magic so the Ministry cannot fine or imprison you for breaking the law. Well I should get going and help those goblins with your family, and you should go check on your wife. I'm sure she is about ready to mess up those sheets." Fionna said making Harry blush a bit.
She smiled and kissed his forehead before giving him a knowing smile. "Foreplay Harry, just foreplay…" And with that Fionna vanished in a cloud of white mist. Harry didn't know whether Fionna was serious or just having a laugh at his expense, but whatever she was trying to pull, Harry would deal with it when it came time to cross that bridge. Harry didn't know how long he was in the loo for, but he knew that he shouldn't feel like living inside. Once he walked out and back into Hermione's bedroom, he saw that she was still sound asleep, and clean clothes that was freshly laundered and pressed was ready for him on the couch. Harry got dressed quickly before quietly walking out of Hermione's bedroom closing the door behind him as to not wake his own princess….
Harry almost jumped seeing two fully armored goblins standing on both sides of Hermione's bedroom door. They both looked at each other before giving Harry a goblin centurion greeting by crossing their non-weaponed hand across their chest with a bow of their heads. Harry hoped that one of them spoke English or maybe both did since he didn't understand a lick of gobbledygook. "You almost made me jump out of my skin. It is a bit surprising to see goblin guards here, which begs the question on why?" Harry asked. The two goblin guards looked at each other before one stepped forward. "Our king has ordered us to be your personal guards friend Potter. Or I should say warrior Potter. We won't be in your way, just covering your back. I am at your service, centurion Clirk. This is centurion Creld. Your other mates, friends and family also have centurions as guards warrior Potter. Our king fears for your lives, hence the guarding." Centurion Clirk explained. Harry had to scratch the back of his head before speaking to himself. 'Okay, so let's see…. I have eleven wives, fourteen in-laws, one brother in-law, one god-brother, one god-sister and three to five sister in-laws. That means director Cirsurx had allocated seventy-six centurion goblins. I might have miscounted, but damn, that is a lot of goblins.' Harry thought before looking at the goblin. "That seems fair enough sir goblin. But what are your actual duties, and can I change them if I need to?" Harry asked centurion Clirk.
Centurion Clirk looked to his partner centurion Creld. They had their orders directly from their director and king. Both centurion goblins spoke to each other in their own language of gobbledygook, which Harry didn't understand. Goblin centurion Clirk turned to face Harry once more after his brief discussion. "Warrior Potter you can change our orders and we must obey. However any order you give must be reasonable, because if not then we cannot obey you. Our orders come from our king Cirsurx himself. 'Protect the Potter family with your very lives'. That is what our king told us to do, and we centurion goblins take pride in our orders. We will die on the battlefield honorably. Our king has placed two centurions for each of your clan. Our king fears Dumbledore trying to attack one of you even if he was ordered by your Wizengamot to stay away from everyone." Centurion Clirk explained. Harry had to sigh not liking the news but yet he couldn't blame director Cirsurx for being a bit cautious. "Well isn't that just fucking peachy." Harry grumbled. Harry really wanted to throw a fit like a five year old child but there was no point, and it wouldn't do him any good. "So you have orders to follow Jeanie and I around no matter where we go?" Harry asked. Centurion Creld nodded his head which caused Harry to pinch the bridge of his nose. "Warrior Potter?" Centurion Creld asked with a bit of confusion written on his face. Harry looked at the two goblin guards making a choice. "Okay look guys, I was told that I need to help Jeanie face her fears. I can't have you be following us around. You could pass as a small human with dwarfism, but your ears, nose and swords would give you away. I can't afford to break The International Statute of Secrecy. I already faced down The Wizengamot, and to be honest, they are a real pain in my ass. I don't want to see them anytime soon." Harry explained to the confusion of the goblin guards.
Both centurion goblins got a grin plastered across their faces going from one pointy ear to the other showing off their teeth. It was a bit creepy for Harry to look at. "We can turn ourselves invisible not making a sound warrior Potter." Centurion Creld replied. Harry groaned just as Thalia; Hermione's house-elf appeared. She tugged onto the black slacks Harry was wearing causing him to look down. She smiled at Harry but didn't say a word taking his hand and led him away from the two goblin guards. Harry didn't know exactly where the kind and lovable house-elf was taking him, but where ever it was, it was better there then trying to debate with the goblin guards outside Hermione's bedroom….
(…Early Start Of Summer Vacation; Thursday, May 28, 2014: Crawley, Hampstead Garden: The Granger And Granger Medical Clinic…)
Harry was led down a flight of stairs, down one hallway taking a left and then down another set of stairs before turning right. He honestly couldn't say that he didn't know where Hermione's house-elf Thalia was taking him and he felt very lost. Harry was about to ask the little house-elf where he was being led to when she suddenly stopped at a set of double doors. Harry heard Hermione's mother Geneviève just beyond the double doors. "No Adriana I am not coming into the hospital today." Said Geneviève. "But Dr. Granger, you're the director of The General and Neurological Surgical Department. You have obligations to the hospital." Said the voice in a belligerent tone like it was a command. Harry shook his head as an old saying rang in his ears. 'You attract more bees with honey than you can with vinegar.' Harry thought whoever this Adriana person was, she just earned herself a severe tongue lashing from Geneviève Granger. Harry didn't want to interrupt Hermione's mother from her work or the phone call she was on, but Hermione's house-elf Thalia silently pushed one of the double doors open and walked in with Harry following.
Harry looked around seeing several bookcases on each side of the room, a desk with a computer sitting on top and two large mirrors off to the right of the desk. Geneviève Granger was standing behind her desk looking at the computer screen with an annoyed look on her face as she spoke with professionalism, but assertively to this Adriana person. "Excuse me Dr. Wright, but you will not speak to me in that tone. It is unprofessional as a doctor and quite offensive. I know what my obligations to the hospital are Dr. Wright. I have already spoken with the board of directors and have explained that my son in-law has the need of round the clock care for broken bones." Said Geneviève. "WAIT! WHAT?" Asked Adriana from the other end of the line. "But Dr. Granger, your daughter is only fifteen. She can't have a husband at her age." Exclaimed Adriana in shocked annoyance seeing that Geneviève was neglecting her duties to the hospital.
Harry noticed that Geneviève was clearly getting annoyed with Adriana. "I know how old my daughter is Dr. Wright. And despite how you are acting right now, I should tell you that I am Lady Granger, and I really don't have to work a day in my life, but I chose to become a doctor to help people instead of sitting on my ass doing nothing all day. My son in-law is Lord Potter from The Most Honorable Ancient House and Most Ancient Noble House of Potter. Between my house and his, they were betrothed since birth on their grandparents request. If anything should happen to Lord and Lady Potter, their son was to marry my daughter after her fifteenth birthday. Since my son in-law had lost his parents and the rest of his family when he was a baby, the marriage to my daughter will take place wither you like it or not. This isn't for you to decide my family's affairs, and I am quite appalled that you see fit to stick your nose where it doesn't belong. I have a written statement from her majesty Queen Elizabeth herself giving permission and I have met the woman in person. My son in-law is an offshoot of the royal family. So don't be telling me when my daughter can and can't be married. Quite frankly, you are being unprofessional and quite intrusive in matters that are not related to the day to day running of my department." Said Geneviève in a cold tone.
Adriana, who Harry now knew was another doctor went to say something else, but his mother in-law cut her off. "Now, I explained everything to the board of directors about my son in-law and they are fully aware of my absence and understand that I will always choose my family over my job. They are also aware of the fact that I will be working from home for the foreseeable future, which my assistant will be bringing me all my work, and all my patients will be seeing me at my private clinic. Your still in residency training and don't forget that Dr. Wright, and don't bring this up again. You are to report to Dr. Kaur. You'll be working with him today. Now get your ass in gear, and hop to it." Geneviève ordered making the other voice go silent.
Geneviève hit a few keys on her keyboard cutting off the call before grabbing her coffee cup. She walked over to the two mirrors taking a sip before speaking to herself. "Okay, everything is looking healthy and Hermione is going to be ovulating soon, and all of her eggs look healthy and very strong. So far so good, but why now? Hermione shouldn't have her period for another three days. I have tracked her periods and this is her second one in thirty days. Is this a product of her soul-bond? Is her soul-bond actually making her ovulate more often to make sure she becomes pregnant? Hermione has seemed to be more sexually aggressive during her periods. What can I do to help her?" Asked Hermione's mother Geneviève mumbling to herself. She turned around and went to sit at her desk taking another sip of coffee to figure out what is happening. She looked up at the same time as Thalia silently vanished. "Mmmmmm…" Geneviève Granger hummed before taking her cup of coffee from her lips setting her coffee mug down on her desk. "Good morning son. Did you sleep well? Have you eaten?" Hermione's mother asked while Harry walked up. Harry nodded his head walking over to the desk as he answered. "I slept very well mom and no I haven't eaten yet, but I will get something later. Your scary when your pushed too far." Harry replied politely even though it still felt somewhat weird to be calling Hermione's mother Geneviève mother or mom for the past two years. Geneviève jestered for Harry to have a seat at her desk which he gladly excepted. Harry looked to where the mirrors sat and saw the reproduction organs of a woman on one of them.
The mirror that had the reproduction organs of a woman was showing a golden glow where the egg shaped ovaries were. Both the right and left side ovaries were pulsing like they were waiting on something to happen. It was hypnotic to Harry and he had to shake his head so he could pay attention to his mother in-law while she was speaking to him. "Oh! I guess you heard that. Sorry for informing Dr. Wright about you and Hermione getting married. But that woman just won't drop anything. I swear she is like a dog with a bone. Of course I did lie a bit, but I saw no choice." Harry nodded his agreement after over hearing the conversation. "It is okay, I kinda expected someone would eventually say that we are too young." Harry responded maturely. He looked around once again before asking his questions that sparked his curiosity. "Where am I and what are you looking at mother? Those egg shape things have a golden glow around them and they are pulsing, like they are waiting for something to happen. It's beautiful to look at, but also scary, and yet kind of haunting too." Harry told her looking at both mirrors.
Geneviève Granger was momentarily taken back, but soon realized that Hermione's house-elf Thalia brought Harry through the Granger passageway from inside their manor. The little house-elf forgot to explain where or how to get here. "Oh, sorry about that son, Thalia just forgot to tell you. You are actually in a house that is in Crawley. About four miles from Granger Manor. Thalia took you through our passageways that are magically charged to make the trip a bit faster. This is mine and Dylan's private practices outside of our normal hospital and dental duties. I still help expected mothers, mainly teen-girls throughout their pregnancy. Of course I do this for free. I even help with adult women, and sometimes I even help men. However I do treat people with wounds that they couldn't see a doctor for. Sadly, some non-magicals can't even afford medical insurance, let alone afford to go see a doctor or be treated. It is either pay bills, or by food to live, or pay for medical insurance and then starve. It is a double edged sword with no clear winner."
"So your father in-law Dylan and I made this clinic using an actual house to make our patients feel more relaxed and at home. Going to see a doctor or a dentist is scary for anyone. The more relaxed feeling at home our patients feels, it is a lot easier on them to open up and talk to us on what their medical problem is. Especially young teen mothers who are too afraid of telling their parents that they are pregnant. One part medical, while the other part is emotional support. A lot of teen girls are terrified of their parents reactions and they already feel ashamed for a misjudgment of thinking. I just help the new expected teen mother to talk openly with their parents and give them options. Less stress on the patient and doctor, the better results. This was an experiment at first, but The Crawley City Council saw how effective it was after two years and decided to help and keep this place open as long as Dylan and myself stay." Geneviève explained before turning to look at the same mirror.
She didn't look at Harry while she continued her explanation. "That Harry is Hermione's reproductive system. I used micro cameras with special runes on them when Dylan and I found out that Hermione was diagnosed to come down with hyper-ovulation when she got older. Only twenty percent of women have this condition, that's why Hermione has the cameras. I am trying to figure out why she is starting another period so soon, of course I am leaving out hyper-ovulation. I think the golden pulsing glow from her ovaries is indicating that she is ready to become a mother herself through your soul-bond, but I haven't put my finger on why or how Hermione has started ovulating for the second time this month. The cameras don't harm Hermione in any way. The other one is you actually. The other mirror was just here this morning when I walked into my office. It seems that you can impregnate just about any woman with how strong your sperm is. Anyway, let me explain the cameras and how many there are. I used three micro cameras with some rune work attaching it to her ovaries, fallopian tubes and one to her cervix. I wanted to keep track of Hermione's hyper-ovulation and how many eggs would release at once, but the numbers are a hit and miss since it has varied. It is quite the puzzle. In fact it is a blessing and yet a curse. The blessing is that Hermione can watch as her eggs get fertilized and the baby growing inside her whenever she wants. The curse is that she will be hyper-sexually active. At least until she gets pregnant that is. The other curse is that due to the runes placed on the three camera's she can never grow any pubic hair, which I am assuming you noticed by now son." Explained Geneviève and then looked back at her son in-law Harry who was by now a bit red in the face out of embarrassment.
Geneviève went and sat at her desk joining her son in-law Harry interlacing her fingers looking at him questionably. She knew that this was hard for any young teen to speak about sex, but Harry didn't have no one to talk with. She knew that he needed the sex talk since he was at the age were sex was at the forefront of every teenagers mind. Especially him since he was married to her daughter and was expected to get all of his wives pregnant. Geneviève pulled her wand and made Hermione's mirror show the female reproductive system as a model instead of the zoomed in view. Stowing her wand away Geneviève Granger interlaced her fingers again and sat them on her desk. "Harry I don't want you to think of me as Geneviève Granger, your mother in-law. I want to talk with you as Dr. Granger. You are married to my daughter and several others, but you still are a normal teenager. Have you ever went through any sexual education classes when you lived with the Dursley's? I understand that talking about sex is difficult and embarrassing, but you should know how important it is." Said Geneviève.
Harry shook his head negatively before he replied. "The Dursley's never signed the permission slip for me to attend sexual education classes. They said that a freak like me shouldn't reproduce, and they were going to have me castrated before I got my Hogwarts letter. They even had it scheduled for September 3rd, which I was already at Hogwarts." Harry admitted. Geneviève Granger wanted to curse up a storm, but she kept a level head sitting at her desk. "First Harry, I want to say they had no legal right, nor did they have any viable medical reason for you to be castrated. By non-magical law, a court magistrate can order to have one done, if the man has produced more children above the normal amount. Normal families are between one and five children, but sometimes a family may have up to twelve children which is a rare occurrence. Anything above that is what some can consider too much or crossing the financial line; hence a court magistrate can order to have one done. The other way legally to have a man castrated, is if it is life threatening and it is the only way to save his life; only then can a doctor order it to be done. What the Dursley's tried to do to you is very illegal since you have no life threatening issues and you don't have children yet. Just because you're a wizard, didn't give them the right." Said Geneviève trying to keep her temper under control and still stay professional.
Geneviève then moved on to the important talk. "Leaving the law aside, let's move on to your sexual education son. I am using Hermione as the model and I have charmed her mirror to correspond to our talk, so I want you to watch the mirror as I explain." Geneviève told him. Harry nodded before turning to face Hermione's mirror, and he was a bit thankful for Hermione's mother explaining a bit about women's reproductive system since he didn't know. He really wanted to learn all he could about sex, and the consequences of having sex at the wrong time. "Hermione is a very special case besides her hyper-ovulation problem, which I will cover in this first part. Girls and women typically have two X chromosome, 46 XX karyotype. While boys and men typically have one X chromosome and one Y chromosome, 46 XY karyotype. During sex and if the timing is right, one of the man's chromosomes and one of the woman's chromosomes will mix making a baby. If the woman releases an X chromosome and if the man releases an X chromosome, then the woman would be carrying a girl while if it was an XY, then the woman would be carrying a boy. You see Harry, prior to birth, female fetuses have between 6 million to 7 million immature developing eggs in their ovaries."
"Most of these immature eggs will die off before birth through a natural process known as atresia. Atresia is an ongoing process that will continue to reduce women's egg quantity throughout her reproductive lifetime. At birth, only around 1 million to 2 million eggs remain in the ovaries. Unlike other types of cells, egg cells do not regenerate once they are gone. Most medical experts agree that when girls are born, they will have all their eggs and that no additional eggs will form. A girl will only have around 300,000 to 500,000 eggs in their ovarian reserve. Of that number, around 300 to 500 will reach maturity over the course of her lifetime. This is where Hermione is different. Unlike the normal non-magical woman or a witch, Hermione still is producing 6 million to 7 million mature eggs and from all my research, every one of them can be fertilized. Hermione's ovaries are constantly making more to replace those she had lost, and she hasn't shown anything wrong in the medical sense."
"When a girl starts to change they begin to notice that their breasts are developing and their hips start to widen. Their voices may crack a bit but it becomes more softer and feminine sounding and they will take more of an interest in boys. A girls first period starts around age 12 or 13, although it's perfectly normal to start earlier or later. The average woman will lose about 4 tablespoons of blood and it isn't anything to be scared of. The woman's mood will swing wildly over the course of a week during this time. The hormone responsible for starting egg development and causing the level of estrogen, the primary female hormone, to rise is called luteum, the leutinizing hormone. This reproductive pituitary hormone, aids in egg maturation and provides the hormonal trigger to cause ovulation and the release of eggs from either the right or left ovary."
"Some non-magical women or a witch could feel when one of her eggs are released. It might be a sharp pain in her side like a needle being pushed through the skin. Some non-magical women or a witch may not feel anything at all. No matter if the woman is a non-magical or a witch, we are all different in shape and size. The fimbriae, which are like little fingers, gently guide a woman's egg into her fallopian tube making its way down into the uterus where a baby would stay for the next nine months. Witches are a bit unique compared to our non-magical counterparts. The opening of a woman's cervix is on average one and a half inch long, and one inch wide. During sexual intercourse it opens to allow a man's sperm in but the penis cannot penetrate it. The difference for us witches is that our cervix opens and the wizard can deposit his sperm directly into our uterus increasing our chances of fertilizing our eggs."
"Now sex between a man and a woman is quite pleasurable and at first quite scary. When a woman is ready to become a mother, and she is on her period; the woman sends off signals to her partner and a scent that can't be smelled, but a man's body will react to the scent and signals. It is a genetic trait that has been passed down since the time of the of the Sahelanthropus and the Neanderthals. Scientists theorize that once a woman starts her period she is strong enough to become a mother. One grave that was found, was that of a frozen girl around 13 who was pregnant but died. Hence their theory. They believe that a woman from that time would choose men that have strong muscles, handsome and how much food they can provide. The woman would not wear anything to entice any male to mate with her. She wasn't really picky and would mate with as many men as she could to conceive a child. Men back then also would have seen their own differences. If the woman had big breasts, that meant more milk for a child, wider hips meant the likelihood of surviving child birth was reduced. The more women the man can impregnate the better chances of living. They wouldn't care where they had sex. The more sex the better with as many sexual partners as possible. It didn't matter what age as long as what I said before. Between surviving the harshness of the wilderness, sex played a big part of life. Even today we all still have those traits. Men want to have sex with as many girls as possible to continue their bloodline. In your case Harry you have a lot of wives and you can afford to have as many kids as you want."
"Sex between a man and a woman have two meanings. The first one is quite obvious, to create new life. The second meaning is to connect to your partner in a more intimate personal way. A bond that only you and your partner shares. The woman has what is known as a hymen. The hymen is a small, thin piece of tissue at the opening of a girl's vagina. It's formed by fragments of tissue left over from fetal development. The size, shape and thickness of the girl's hymen are unique to her and can change over time. When the girl is born, their hymen is usually a ring-shaped piece of tissue that surrounds her vaginal opening. She would feel a bit of pain, or nothing at all once the tissue is removed. You might see a bit of blood and that is quite normal. The penis enters the vagina and through the act of sexual intercourse the uterine walls of the vagina start to expand and contract. They will create fluids to help the male penis to discharge the semen. Just before discharge of the male sperm the uterine walls will tighten to keep as much contact to the opening of the cervix as possible. The desired length of time for sex varies. Adequate is from three to seven minutes. Which means the woman is not happy but okay. Desirable is from seven to 13 minutes. Which the woman is somewhat happy and kind enjoyed the act. Too short is from one to two minutes; and the woman feels like nothing actually happened. Too long is from 10 to 30 minutes, but I have a case study of my own that says women prefer to have sex for more than 30 minutes. The longer it takes for a man to discharge his sperm, the more enjoyable it is. However it also depends on the length and width of the penis. Too long and to thick causes pain, and no woman wants to feel that during sex."
"During puberty it is very normal to have what is called wet dreams. These dreams depend on the person. What happens outside the body without the man or woman realizing it, is they ejaculate their seminal fluids. You might feel your bed and legs all sticky when you wake up, and that is okay. Masterbating is very normal for both male and females to do. The percentage between male and female masterbation is so low that it is a good fifty-fifty split. Masturbation is a normal, healthy part of your sexual development. Masturbation is the self-stimulation of your genitals or other sensitive areas of your body for sexual arousal or pleasure. It is a common behavior among people of all sexes, genders and ages. It involves the use of your hands, fingers, sex toys or other objects to stimulate your genitals and other sensitive areas of your body for sexual pleasure. Masturbation plays an important role in healthy sexual development. It is a normal and natural way to explore your body, feel pleasure and reach the point of sexual release or what is called an orgasm or cumming."
"Masturbating has many physical and mental health benefits. Studies have shown that masturbation may Reduce stress, Relieve tension, Improve sleep, Increase your focus, Boost your mood, Alleviate aches and pains, Enhance your sex life, Prevent anxiety and depression. There's no risk of getting a woman pregnant, and it's rare to get a sexually transmitted infection through masturbation. In addition, when you have an orgasm, your body releases certain hormones called dopamine and oxytocin. Dopamine is sometimes called the "feel-good hormone" and oxytocin is known as the "love drug." These hormones increase positive emotions in your body, such as happiness. They also work to counteract a hormone in your body called cortisol. Cortisol is known as the stress hormone. For girls or women, masturbation may involve the use of their hands, fingers, sex toys or other objects. They may touch, press, rub or massage their genitals. They may insert their fingers or a sex toy such as a vibrator into their vagina or anus. They may also use another objects such as a pillow to stimulate their vulva or clitoris. Masterbating in front of your partner encourages the need and desire to have sex, and prepares the body for the act of intercourse. You may find pleasure in touching, pinching or rubbing other erogenous zones such as your nipples or testicles. You may find the use of a lubricant helps reduce friction while manually stimulating yourself. You may enjoy reading or watching explicit material or thinking about sexual fantasies during masturbation, which can often lead to orgasm. Different people masturbate in different ways. It's a personal decision, and there are many ways to do it."
"Unlike the female reproductive system and their own body changes, boys mature differently. They grow stronger, taller, facial hair and gain deeper voices. Most of the male reproductive system is located outside of the body. These external structures include the penis, scrotum, testicles, and epididymis. The male penis is the male organ used in sexual intercourse. Your penis has three parts: the root, which attaches to the wall of the abdomen; the body, or shaft; and the glans, which is the cone-shaped part at the end of your penis. The glans, also called the head of the penis, is covered with a loose layer of skin called foreskin. This skin is sometimes removed in a procedure called circumcision. The opening of the urethra, the tube that transports semen and pee, is at the tip of the penis. The glans of the penis also contains a number of sensitive nerve endings. The body of your penis is cylindrical in shape and consists of three circular shaped chambers. These chambers are made up of special, spongelike tissue. This tissue contains thousands of large spaces that fill with blood when you are sexually aroused. As the penis fills with blood, it becomes rigid and erect, which allows for penetration during sexual intercourse. The skin of the penis is loose and elastic to allow for changes in penis size during an erection. Your Semen, which contains sperm is expelled, or ejaculated through the end of your penis when you reach sexual climax or an orgasm. When your penis is erect, the flow of pee is blocked from the urethra, allowing only semen to be ejaculated at orgasm."
"A man may ejaculate 40 million to 150 million sperm, which start swimming upstream toward the fallopian tubes on their mission to fertilize an egg. Fast-swimming sperm can reach the egg in a half an hour, while others may take days. The sperm can live up to five days inside a woman. Out of the ejaculated 40 million to 150 million sperm, only two hundred will even come close to the egg because of the many natural barriers that exist in a woman's body. It takes about 24 hours for a sperm cell to fertilize an egg. When the sperm penetrates the egg, the surface of the egg changes so that no other sperm can enter. At the moment of fertilization, the baby's genetic makeup is complete, including whether it's a boy or girl. During pregnancy the woman's hormones will be all over the place and the woman may want strange cravings of food at odd hours, some may become more sexually active while others may lose interest in sex. This is no fault of the man, but they may get accused."
"The fertilized egg starts growing fast, dividing into many cells. It leaves the fallopian tube and enters the uterus 3 to 4 days after fertilization. In rare cases, the fertilized egg attaches to the fallopian tube. This is called a tubal pregnancy or ectopic pregnancy and is a danger to the mother. After it gets to the uterus, the fertilized egg attaches to the lining of the uterus, called the endometrium. This process is known as implantation. The cells keep dividing. Within about a week of conception, a hormone called human chorionic gonadotropin or hCG can be found in the mother's blood. For the non-magical woman, the first sign of pregnancy is usually missing a period, about 2 weeks after they have conceived. This isn't always reliable, and if they're periods aren't regular then they might have not notice that they missed one. Some women have a bit of bleeding as the egg embeds. Many women also experience tender breasts. This may be around the time they would have expected a period and can be confusing. A home pregnancy test is a reliable way for a woman to check to see if they are pregnant. They can do a test on the first day that their period is due to start. The test measures a hormone called human chorionic gonadotrophin in her urine. For the result to be positive, they're body must be making enough for the test to pick it up, usually about 2 weeks after they have conceived. They can get a free pregnancy test, support and advice at a sexual health clinic. The hormone will show up on a blood or urine pregnancy test at a doctor's office. Some home tests can detect pregnancy on the first day of their missed period. After the egg attaches to the uterus, some cells become the placenta while others become the embryo. The heart begins beating during week 5. The brain, spinal cord, heart, and other organs are beginning to form. At the eighth week the developing baby, now called a fetus, is well over a half-inch long and growing. A "full term" delivery generally happens around 40 weeks."
"Witches on the other hand can know within 2 days after having sex if they forgot to use an anti-pregnancy potion or spell. The witch can use a spell or potion to see if they are pregnant. If they are, then there is nothing that can be done. If a witch tries to abort the baby, she is in fact killing herself. The baby just doesn't need food to grow, but a part of the new mother's magical core to jumpstart building his or her own. The expected mother's magic sometimes goes out of control during pregnancy and there is a potion she can take once a month to reduce the chances. There is also an anti-morning sickness potion she can take every morning over the course of three months. The most important thing to remember is to take everything slow and listen to your wives during your first time having sex. Sex in itself, isn't just to make a baby like I said earlier, it also helps in bringing you and your wives closer as a married family. Anyway Harry that is the long and short of the sex talk." Said Geneviève.
She pulled her wand and levitated two books from one of the bookshelves having it glide over and land gently onto her desk. "Harry these are books I wrote as a medical professional. They are on loan and I want you to read as much as you can. They are For The Teen Witches and Wizards of Today: A Self-Guide To Your Sexuality and The Non-Magical Guide To Your Sexuality: The Human Biology. I would start with the non-magical one first. It will help in covering what I missed. I have a few more books I will loan you when your wives are expecting." Geneviève told him. Harry nodded turning back to face his mother in-law before sliding both books into his lap. Both books were the size of normal books weighing in at four pounds each, by 8.7x10.4x0.7 inches. "Thanks mom, for the sex talk. It was very informative. I was afraid to say anything to my wives about it, out of embarrassment, and I'll read as much as I can. If I have any questions, I'll come talk with you." Said Harry making Hermione's mother nod with a grateful smile.
Turning back to look at Hermione's mirror once more, Harry posed a question to his mother in-law. "Mom, what if the mystery your looking for wasn't really a mystery at all. What if this issue with Hermione's sexually aggressiveness and her hyper-sexuality has more to do with the potion she drank? She did make a polyjuice potion correctly, but she added female cat hairs instead of a humans. Though to be honest, Hermione did look sexy looking like a Japanese anime cat-girl. That aside though, you, aunt Andi and madame Pomfrey worked a miracle by getting Jeanie to look human again. What if you couldn't completely change her back? What if Hermione's hyper-sexuality is the one thing you couldn't fix? What if Hermione became a new species? Fionna did tell us that we could transform into any animal both magical and muggle. I know that is called being an animagus, but from what I read, animagus can't speak. If we transform into animagus we still could speak human. Fionna said to cover it up using it as Potter house magic. What would you and Dylan do if your grandchildren were born with cat ears and a tail?" Harry asked with some good pointed questions. Hermione's mother Geneviève pushed forward looking at her son in-law, as she really hoped that her daughter told him that she might gain her cat ears and tail back with a hyper sense of needing sex. If Geneviève was honest with herself, the possibility of her daughter regaining her cat features scared her a bit, but no matter what, Hermione would always be her daughter. No matter what she looked like or what her grandchildren look like, Geneviève Granger would love them unconditionally, and so would her husband Dylan.
Geneviève wanted to know a few things and was willing to help in any way she could, medically speaking. "You may have a point son, and I will have to look into it a bit deeper. It does seem to fit the mystery, and why she has been craving sex so much lately. Being on her period and with the sexual traits of a female cat makes me believe your first question that you pointed out. You raised some valid questions. However I think you should know that Poppy, Andi and myself couldn't turn Hermione completely back to a human. We just suppressed the female Kneazle DNA. None of us knows how long it will be kept that way, but no matter whether it comes back or not, she is our daughter and we won't love her any less. Rest assure that if our grandchildren are born with cat ears and tail they will always be loved by me and Dylan. If I'm destined to be a grandmother at my age, then I best be your doctor too. If you need to talk about anything you can come find me or Dylan. We won't speak to you as a child, but as an adult addressing your concerns." Replied Geneviève. Harry sighed knowing that he had a lot on his mind besides Albus, Voldemort and everyone who wished for his death. "Actually mom, I'm scared about becoming a father at fifthteen. I don't know anything about becoming a father or how to be one. I have what, eleven wives I have to have sex with." Harry said. "Actually thirteen main wives, thirteen consorts, and thirteen mistresses son." Geneviève corrected Harry.
Harry shrugged his shoulders and shook his head as he let out a sigh. "Okay, thirty-nine wives, I might as well bring it up to an even forty. But not the point right now. Ever since I met Hermione and Daphne on the Hogwarts Express in our first year I wanted to have sex with them right away. Fionna said it was natural for us. How can I be a good husband, lover, sex partner and father at my age when I don't know myself. Then there is Albus trying to control my life, a psychotic psychopath out for my head, two Weasley twins who see me as nothing more than their meal ticket. Oh and let's not forget everyone else in the magical world. I just want to be Harry, ordinary, dull Harry Potter. The typical teenaged boy going out on dates, showering his wives with gifts from time to time, the typical stuff regular teens do. I have all this money, I haven't even touched, I have all this power that I don't even know how to use, and yet I haven't even been able to live life. I have never been anywhere in my life except for the zoo once, but even that was a nightmare." Said Harry making Geneviève fold her arms across her desk listening.
Once Geneviève thought Harry was done, she spoke after thinking over what Harry said. Harry stayed quiet and was ready to listen to anything Hermione's mother Geneviève had to say. "Harry son, listen. That is a lot to have on your shoulders. Let's break everything down a bit. First off, Fionna is correct. It is quite normal for teenaged boys to, and excuse the wording… fuck every girl he sees. That is just human nature, and you will be a great father. Never doubt yourself, and besides look at all your wives. They will be great mothers, and you have a shit ton of in-laws that you can come to when you have questions or just feel overwhelmed. And don't forget about all the house-elves who are happy to step in when needed." Geneviève said as Harry sat up a bit straighter. Geneviève gave Harry a motherly smile. Harry smiled back before a thought came to him. "Um. Mom can I ask you something before I go see if Jeanie is awake." Asked Harry not even sure how to ask the question he was thinking. Hermione's mother Geneviève nodded her head and could guess the question headed her way. "I am assuming the question has to do with why Hermione doesn't have any siblings?" Responded Geneviève taking Harry by complete surprise. Geneviève giggled seeing Harry's bright emerald-green eyes widen before answering even further. "Oh don't worry Harry. I get asked that question several times. The truth is Harry, Hermione may have been a happy little accident almost fifthteen years ago, but even if she was, she is the best gift we ever had gotten. She has my brains and her father's love of books. Between Hermione's accidental magical outbursts and with Dylan and my work loads, we just haven't had the time to even try. It's a sad excuse I know, but with Jeanie now married to you, I think I'll be speaking with Dylan tonight." Geneviève said.
Harry didn't know how to take the news hinting about them having sex as his mother in-law was watching him. The silents in Geneviève Granger's office was a bit too quiet for a few minutes causing Harry to speak. "So, I got a visit from Fionna. I guess she wants me to help Hermione face her own demons. Can you um…" Harry said and couldn't speak any further seeing the look on Geneviève's face. She nodded ready for her response. "Of course Harry. I'm sure you have noticed Harry that over these past two years why she is a huggie person. She was bullied just as I imagine you were. You're her very first friend with Daphne Greengrass and Neville Longbottom. Her first letter home was all about you for the most part. Anyways, Hermione's bullies don't know that she is a lady to The Most Honorable Ancient House and Most Ancient Noble House of Granger. Lady to The Most Ancient and Most Ancient Noble House of Blondell. And now she is first wife to The Most Honorable Ancient House and Most Ancient Noble House of Potter. If your planning on throwing a wrench into her bullies work, then might I suggest that both of you look as your stations sit. That would definitely put Hermione's bullies off their game." Said Geneviève giving Harry a very helpful idea. She opened one of her desk drawers and pulled out a business card and a cellphone. "Here son. Dylan and I were going to give this to you on your birthday. The phone is yours and I expect you to take care of it. I already put our house number, and the phone number to our offices in case you need anything. I haven't put in our private practice in yet, but the business card has this address and phone number on it."
"While you're out and you need anything just give us a call. Dylan or I will come running if you need help son." Geneviève told him sliding the card and Harry's new cellphone across her desk to him. "Thanks mom, I think that showing Hermione's bullies that she is better then they will ever be would help her. I don't know if her bullies are around, but I would like to take her out on a date since I never got the chance too. It's been hell these past two years, and these past few days very much so. I may be emancipated as an adult now, but I still would feel comfortable with having guardians in the non-magical world and the magical one to guide me. What I am trying to say I guess is thank you. I know this has not been an easy adjustment, and I don't feel worthy of my wives love, but I will devote my entire life, no matter how much time I have on this planet to show each one how much they are worth. I was wondering if I could get some money so I can treat Jeanie out to lunch and do a bit of shopping. If I need anything I will make sure to give you a call once Hermione shows me how to use the cellphone." Harry declared and also asked at the same time.
Geneviève Granger had to smile at her son in-law Harry seeing how determined he was. Thirteen years living in an abusive household, the two years of abuse within Hogwarts and two years getting to know her daughter's husband made Geneviève's next move easy to make. She reached down and opened up her top desk drawer before looking down to pull a few items setting them on top of the desk itself. Of course she closed her desk drawer. Geneviève started to read The first piece of parchment out loud for Harry's sake. "Hummm… Potter manor: AKA. The Dragons Den. Address: Crawley, Hampstead Garden Suburbs Number 18. Number of house-elves: 20. Head house-elf: Zhoron. Head female House-elf: Vianola. I think they would do." Said Geneviève. She looked up away from the piece of parchment to see Harry's confusion. She giggled a bit before letting out a sigh of contentment. "Harry son. Your from one of the oldest houses in the world. And from this list of every single property you own, it also comes with one male house-elf and one female house-elf. Zhoron is the Head house-elf for your manor just a few blocks up from here. Joory and Jipsy run Potter island for you. Why you have one male and one female house-elf for each property you own is because of their ages. Older House-elves like Zhoron and Vianola is due to the special magic they possess. House-elves that are in loving families such as yours and mine start out as elflings. If house-elves stay in that loving family they can grow to use a special type of magic changing their shape."
"They can look almost human in looks, weight and height. The only giveaway that house-elves who look human is their ears. They have a bit more of a point to them, but usually they will keep their ears hidden in some way. Zhoron and Vianola could look human to keep you and Hermione safe when you both are out in Crawley. And it would really snub those bullies shutting them up for good. You'll have to let me see a memory when you get home." She said. Harry's mother in-law continued so he wouldn't have any problems and she figured that he would want to take Hermione to his new home. "Harry, when you are ready just call Zhoron and Vianola. They will help you and they will take you to your house if you ask. Myself and your father in-law Dylan would be okay if Hermione moved in with you. Just ask your house-elves to connect your floo to ours and the rest of your new family members." Said Geneviève giving him instructions.
Harry thought about what his mother in-law Geneviève had just informed him of for a few minutes. Harry agreed even though he didn't like the fact that him and Hermione had to have guards. Harry then told Hermione's mother everything he was feeling, and for some reason it felt like he was talking to his real mother. When Harry stood up and went to leave heading right back to Hermione's bedroom since he felt his wife in his mind; Geneviève Granger handed him his muggle debit card, two wedding invitations and Hermione's medical mirror. She told Harry that she had a few errands to run and she would be out of the house for most of the day. She smiled brightly towards Harry telling him to take his time with Hermione out in Crawley. Once he reached the double doors, it dawned on Harry that he didn't know where he was or how to get back. Harry was just about to turn around and ask his mother in-law how to get back to Hermione's bedroom when Thalia, Hermione's personal house-elf appeared taking his hand before vanishing. Geneviève Granger shook her head with a bit of a sad smile after listening to Harry. She would have to speak with Andromeda and medi-goblin Linx about getting her son in-law to see a mind-healer to talk about the last fourteen years of his life. If Geneviève Granger honestly thought about all of her interactions with Harry over these past two years, she would admit that her daughter Hermione didn't do too bad for herself when it came to having a husband. At least they were trying to control their sexual urges getting to know each other first. Now though, those sexual urges are becoming stronger with each day that passed. Then something dawned on her. She gave Harry his muggle debit card, but forgot to warn him not to go crazy and blow through his entire fortune, forgot to give him the pin-code and who the wedding invitations were for. She let out a bit of a grumble with a sigh hoping Hermione would keep Harry on a short leash when it came to a spending spree….
(…Early Start Of Summer Vacation; Thursday, May 28, 2014: Crawley, Hampstead Garden Number 8 Hampstead Garden Suburbs Hermione's Home…)
Harry was popped into Hermione's bedroom by Thalia, Hermione's house-elf and his bright emerald-green eyes laid upon a glorious sight. Laying in bed was his Hermione just sturing awake with her cool-brown hair fanned out over her pillow while her blanket was halfway off her body showing her breasts. Harry didn't know what it was about Hermione laying the way she was, but he just felt like having sex with his wife. He thought that if he took advantage of Hermione in her half drowsy state he would feel like he raped her. That would hurt him even worse than all the years he was abused. He walked over to Hermione and sat on the edge of her side of the bed leaning down and kiss the top of her forehead. Hermione smiled at him once her eyes were fully opened. "Hhhummm… Good morning sweetheart." Hermione said as Harry was smiling down at her. "Good morning love, sleep well?" Harry asked in response. Hermione shook her head as she uncovered her naked body. She stretched her arms over her head as her body ached. She placed her hands under her 36-Double D breasts with a wry smile. "I did love, but my tits hurt. Care to rub them?" Hermione asked just to see the look on Harry's face. Harry slowly reached up and started to tenderly rub both of Hermione's breasts, which took her completely by surprise. "Oh, god sweetheart… That feels wonderful. I hate having to go through another growth spurt. My tits have always hurt when I started getting big. But mom said that I would grow into them eventually." Hermione explained with her eyes closed enjoying Harry's touch to her breasts.
It was something that they did out of sight of the rest of the students of Hogwarts when her body hurt badly. Hermione wasn't the only witch that had pain due to their large breasts. Daphne, Angela, Katie, Cassy, Pad, Paav, Penny and Sue had the same issue. Harry had a very gentle and tender touch during these times and it did cause a bit of an issue turning it into some foreplay almost going into having sex for the first time. However Harry would shake off his natural basic instincts of having sex. Hermione's eyes opened once she didn't feel Harry's touch. "Harry why did you stop love? I was hoping to make love to you." Hermione said in a pouty voice and then looked at Harry a bit closer. Hermione sat up once she saw the serious face of her husband Harry, and this got her really worried. Hermione felt his concern through her bond with Harry causing her to touch the side of his face with her right hand. "Harry what's wrong love? I have been a patient wife with you, but this is getting ridiculous. We have until the end of next year to start a family or we all end up in Azkaban. Why won't you make love to us wives? And forget about Dumbledore, Snape, Riddle, Ron and Ginny. I am worried about you love." Hermione said sweetly.
Harry sighed and stood up placing Hermione's medical mirror in her hands with the two wedding invitations. He looked at is beautiful wife and Hermione got the point of his reluctance once she looked at all three items. Hermione set the wedding invitations and her medical mirror on the bed before she climbed out and wrapped him in a hug. "Oh sweetheart. I should have told you verbally when we met with Fionna for the first time instead of through our bond. My family has a curse, and it happens to activate once every few generations. Granger women have what is known as hyper-ovulation syndrome. We're highly sexually active and produce several eggs at once. And we don't know why this curse affects us, and Fionna didn't give me any help this year on why. All she said was that it was because of a polyjuice potion gone wrong. I am guessing it has something to do with cats. You remember what happened to me when I brewed the Polyjuice potion and got Viola Richmond's cat hair mixed up. I spent a few days in the medical ward and I got lucky because the cat hairs I used was from a female cat instead of a male." Hermione said and this caused Harry to smile.
Hermione always loved to see Harry's bright emerald-green eyes brighten at happy memories or funny events throughout his time at Hogwarts. "Yeah I remember love, and you were adorable with those cat ears and tail. Your nose was cute as a button too. I hope our children don't have cat ears and a tail though." Harry answered. "I was just fortunate that it happened while I am still young, but Poppy did say that I run a good chance to have Kitsune's. Kitten children love. Would that be such a bad thing love? Would you love them any less? No matter if our children are half kitten and half human they still would have our love just like normal children." Hermione said. Harry understood what Hermione was getting at, and he kissed her lips. "No that wouldn't bother me honey. No matter what our children look like I will still love them just as much as I do their mother. I just don't want to register our children with The Department for The Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures. It would break my heart seeing our children be treated differently just because of their ears and tail." Harry answered. Hermione kissed his lips with a warm smile. "Then I will deliver our children on Potter island. They don't have to go to Hogwarts either when the time comes. We can find a country that is welcoming to what Britain classifies as lower creatures." Said Hermione using air quotes at the last two words. Harry then went on to explain to Hermione that he was visited by Fionna and what she wanted him to do. Hermione frowned and crossed her arms after hearing this, but when she looked at the two wedding invitations laying on their bed, she knew that she had no choice but to confront her own personal demons and give the two teachers she liked the wedding invitations. She sighed and let go of Harry so she could take a quick shower and get ready to leave.
Over the sound of the hot water running down Hermione's back she talked with her husband. "So I see your ready to go honey. Anything new happen while I was asleep?" She asked. "Not really dear. I was shown to your mom and dad's private clinic by Thalia. Your mom laid into some woman named Dr. Adriana Wright. I guess she acted a bit too big for her britches. Your mom can get quite scary when she is mad, and I can see where you get your temper." Harry told her. Harry heard the water to the shower turn off and three minutes later, Hermione came out of their bathroom with nothing on and drying her hair with a towel. "Sounds like I should have woke up a bit earlier. I would have loved to see the bitch's face. So what else happened." Asked Hermione. Harry smiled before answering his wife while she was getting dressed. "Your mom and I talked and she gave me the sex talk." Replied Harry causing Hermione to roll her eyes. "Oh god. My mother and her sex talks, I am surprised that you didn't go running out of the office." Stated Hermione as she was bent over looking in one of her dresser drawers for a pair of panties. Harry let out a laugh. "Actually I almost did love. But the Dursley's never let me go through any sexual education classes. Your mom was a very good instructor. I really did learn a lot." Harry said. Hermione turned to look at Harry holding up two pairs of panties. Which pair? White or red, or should I not where any? You could have your way with me any time sweetheart and panties just get in the way." Hermione said and watched as a smirk came across Harry's face. "I'm not picky. You chose, because it is you who has to wear them." Harry told her. Hemione smiled and walked over to her night stand grabbing her wand before muttering a spell at herself. "There, choice made. No panties, and only you can see. If my skirt gets lifted, anyone with eyes looking in my direction would only see white. So honey what else did mom tell you?" Hermione asked once she was in her walk-in closet.
Harry walked in a few seconds later leaning up against the door jam. "She gave me a new cell phone and her business card. She told me to use them in case we need her, and she gave me a few books to read. Oh! And she said for me to call my house-elves Zhoron and Vianola when we are ready to leave. They can even bring us to my house later, and you can move in too. I got your mom's permission." Harry answered. Hermione smiled as she held up two blouses. Hummm… that one." Said Harry and got a kiss from Hermione before hanging up the other blouse…
(…Early Start Of Summer Vacation; Thursday, May 28, 2014: Yorkshire, Cumbria: The Goyle Estates…)
While Harry and Hermione were getting ready for their date in Crawley; several hours earlier…. The Malfoy's were rousted out of their beds at the crack of dawn as aurors came bursting through their windows and front door. Leading the team of aurors was senior auror Kingsley Shacklebolt, senior auror Oakley Pearce and retired Master senior auror Alastor Moody. Draco tried to bring his quidditch broom shoving it in his trunk but it kept disappearing. After several attempts of placing it into his trunk and disappearing he gave up. Serena Malfoy was a vain woman and she was always caught wearing jewelry and parading around like she was the queen of England with her nose in the air. She loved how everyone gave her a wide berth with her family when they walked down Diagon Alley. Now she had troubles of her own when she tried to put all of her jewelry into her trunk to take with her. However Serena Malfoy's jewelry kept disappearing and she didn't understand how it was possible. She almost pulled her wand in her fit of temper, but with Master senior auror Alastor Moody standing at her bedroom door she kept it stowed away. Lucius Malfoy was having the same issue as his son and wife. He didn't like the fact that he was rousted out of his bed so early and he was king of his castle. But when he was shown the search warrant and the copy of his contracts with the Potter's and the goblins, he knew that he was screwed. The Malfoy's were ran out of their own house with their trunks full of nothing but their clothes.
Just before they left Malfoy manor in Wiltshire, Serena Malfoy shrunk their trunks as Lucius had other worries on his mind. He knew that if the aurors found all of his dark artifacts and his Death-Eater robes, he would be in Azkaban within the week. The Malfoy's left their home for the last time and headed to Gringotts so they could pull whatever gold they had left. The Malfoy's were handed 200,000 Gold Galleons in a money bag from a teller goblin before the little beast said that their account was now officially closed. The little beast added insult to injury when he told them that they could pick up Draco's school supplies a week before the new term started, and to have a golden day. They were brushed aside as the little beast had a goblin grin on his face and no one in eyesight couldn't tell if the teller goblin was a happy one. Lord Gilbert Goyle was inside Gringotts after the explosive events of the Wizengamot and he needed to check his vaults and all the contracts he had with the Goblins. He was just coming back from his vaults and shaking his head now realizing he was in deep dragon-shit. He too signed all of his contracts without reading them thoroughly. All of his contracts were iron clad and air tight with no wiggle room to spare. When he saw Lucius, he needed to see what his old dormmate and himself can come up with to get revenge on the Potter brat.
Now 218 miles north from London and 332 miles north from Crawley; In Yorkshire, Lucius and Serena Malfoy wasn't having a very pleasant morning. They were sitting in a parlor room of the Goyle Estate with lord Gilbert and lady Lucinda Goyle. Their sons Gregory Goyle and Draco Malfoy were sitting on a couch while Lucius was fuming. Serena Malfoy and Lucinda Goyle were having a cup of tea to settle their nerves while Draco's father was staring at the two boys. "Two years! Two damn years and all you can do is be a fucking Gryffindor." Lucius said after several long minutes of silence. He took a deep breath to try and control his temper, and for Lucius that was very straining at the moment. "Draco, for the past two years I have ordered you to try and persuade Potter to our side so we can serve the little bastard up to the dark lord. All you and your little buddies did was just insight Potter's wrath. You taunted him and when those didn't work. You kept saying, 'When my father hears about this.' You have tried to insult those witches the brat Potter hangs around with, and it ends with the same thing. I have even bought your way onto the Slytherin House quidditch team and you can't even do that right…" Lucius said but was cut off. "It's that Mudblooded bitch's fault, Hermione Granger.." Draco replied now standing to his feet.
Lucius wasn't having any of his son's shit. With lightening reflexes his left hand was on Draco's throat with death in his eyes while his son was dangling in the air. "Don't you ever call Heiress Granger that. I found out that she is of a higher station then ours and is Potter's wife. Your godmother Dolores made an enemy of Lord Potter by kicking his wife in the stomach. She was pregnant you stupid boy. If that pureblood witch you call a mudblood dies, no force in the wizarding world could stop Harry Potter. He has taken down even the great Albus Dumbledore. Why the fucking hell do you think we have no house, you pissed off the wrong person. Harry Potter is out for blood." Lucius said anger in his voice. Draco never had seen his father this angry at him before in his life, and for the first time he saw death staring back at him. Lucius threw Draco to the floor with a hard thump and didn't even look at him. "Get the fuck out of my sight Draco. I don't want to see you. You better not be planning anything against Potter or his entire family, or so fucking help me I will disown your whiny little ass in a heartbeat. You are a disappointment and I could sire a new heir. Now leave! Lord Goyle and I need to talk." Lucius ordered. And with some help from Gregory Goyle Draco left as though his robes were on fire. Both teen boys didn't want to be anywhere near Lucius Malfoy when he was pissed….
(…Early Start Of Summer Vacation; Thursday, May 28, 2014: Crawley Hampstead Garden: Crawley Technical Academy…)
While the Malfoy's and the Goyle's were talking; 332 miles north from Crawley Harry called for Zhoron and Vianola his personal house-elves. He was quite taken back seeing house-elves standing as tall as an adult. He always thought that they were all like Dobby and Thalia. Zhoron went to explain what he knew to Harry while Vianola popped away and reappeared. A few seconds later Harry heard a squeal come from Hermione. Vianola walked up to the two teens. "Master Harry, I brought some Potter jewelry for mistress to wear. I told her that since she is Lady Potter, the jewelry now belongs to her. I humbly apologize for the disturbance, and will take lady Potter back into the bathroom to finish getting ready for the day sir." Vianola said with a bow. Harry nodded and then kissed Hermione before whispering in her ear. "Go love, your too sexy to look at let alone touch. Maybe tonight we can please each other." He said making Hermione kiss him again before walking back into her bathroom. Twenty minutes later Hermione came out wearing a simple white blouse with a black skirt resting on her shins, matching simi high-heeled black pumps, and her cool-brown hair rested down to the middle of her back in soft curls at the end. She was wearing lite makeup that brought out her bright-hazel eyes, a diamond and gold necklace with matching earrings and bracelet. Resting on her left hand ring finger was the Lady Potter house ring. Harry had to admit that Hermione was not just beautiful due to her brains, but her body was also beautiful, and she looked hot while she walked towards him.
Normally Hermione would have breakfast with her parents, but today would be different and she ate breakfast with Harry in her room listening to Harry's house-elves. They made a gameplan on their day and the first stop would be the worst because Hermione just wanted it done and over with. Harry and Hermione soon arrived at Crawley Technical Academy; a prestigious school known for its advanced muggle education. The school isn't just a normal school however. The teachers there taught students from kindergarten all the way through senior year of high school. The prestigious school was built for the rich and cost the parents £390,200.00 per term. They stood outside of the double glass doors and Hermione let out a deep sigh as she shuddered remembering her years at the school dealing with bullies. Harry squeezed Hermione's hand to give her strength, courage, and unity to overcome the obstacles in her path. It was time to set the record straight. Hermione looked at her formal clothing and made sure her Lady house Potter ring was big enough and visible for anyone to see. She took her first steps towards the double glass doors with confidence with Harry at her side. The sounds of empty halls and the teachers teaching their students made Hermione close her eyes just to take in the sounds of her old school. Harry on the other hand watched on as his wife Hermione took in the nostalgic sounds of her former school prior to Hogwarts. Once Hermione opened her bright hazel brown eyes she gave Harry's hand a lite squeeze before leading him to the main office. When both young teens were just a few feet away from the main office doors Hermione froze as her eyes locked onto two girls.
They seemed to notice her at the same time and begun to walk up, and Harry had a funny feeling that the two girls were bad news, well bad news for Hermione that is. "Oh look Ruth, little miss bucky beaver, high and mighty know it all is back." Said the first girl. Harry noticed that the one who spoke had light ash-blonde hair with endsong-green eyes. She was wearing a knee length skirt in baby blue with a white blouse and a savoy-blue colored tie. They were paired over the calf with medium blue socks and black dress-shoes. the girls covered their blouses with a thin navy blue jacket which their school crest laid above the right side of their chests. The school crest had a dragon on it, with three words written on top; Integrity, Diversity and Honor.
Harry wanted to laugh knowing the crest since it was his family crest after all, but kept quiet until he needed to speak. The other girl named Ruth who had seafoam green eyes and warm-brown hair had a hand to her face giggling away. "Oh what Granger, did your new school finally realize that your nothing but a know-it all bucky beaver and they finally kicked you out because you're not wanted there? Oh, are we you playing dress-up now? God you look so retarded in that dress. Do you love books so much that you actually started dressing the way they describe." The girl continued with an air of being pompous laughing at Hermione. The girl reminded Harry of Draco Malfoy, but a female version of him in the way she spoke. Harry didn't see what his wife Hermione was wearing today had any relation to the books they read. Harry thought she looked like a goddess this morning when she came out of the bathroom. Harry gave Hermione's hand a lite squeeze letting her know that everything would be okay. Harry forgot about his house-elves and walked right into the school without thinking. It wasn't until a hand was placed on his shoulder he remembered that they were there. "Master Hadrian, we mustn't doddle. You have a lot to do today. Shall I get rid of these pests for you?" Zhoron asked making both of the girls standing in front of Hermione look at them.
Harry's house-elf Zhoron was wearing a traditional men's butler's outfit which consisted of a formal black tuxedo style with tailcoat & bowtie, and shiny black shoes. He had his hair long and pulled back into a pony tail resting just past his shoulders. He was wearing white gloves on his hands and one of them was behind his back. Vianola for her part was wearing a classic maid's uniform consisting of a long black dress with a white apron. She had on a white maid's headband on her head with her hair gently laying behind her. Vianola had both of her hands in white gloves and resting softly in front of her body as to look like the stereotypical maid from an anime keeping quiet. However her eyes spoke a different story as she stared daggers at the two girls. "My'lady please hurry. We have lunch with your mother soon and she'll have my head if you and the young master are late." Vianola said in a stereotypical maid's voice.
This got both girls to start laughing even harder. "Oh this is too much Olivia. Miss bucky beaver actually hired people to act as her servants." Ruth said trying to keep her balance while she laughed. Harry looked at Hermione and she had tears coming from the corner of her eyes and this didn't sit well with him at all. He turned to Hermione and wiped away the tears as he spoke. "Come dear, you'll be a lady to The Most Honorable Ancient House and Most Ancient Noble House of Potter soon. Don't forget that you're the daughter to The Most Honorable Ancient House and Most Ancient Noble House of Granger. These ladies don't see nobility if it bit them on the nose, and they are not worth our time. We're just here to deliver the wedding invitations." Harry said hoping it would snap Hermione out of her tears. Hermione gave Harry a wry smile and his words seemed to work. Turning to both of the girls that was standing in front of her, Hermione curtsied to the two girls. "Oh, pardon me. I do apologize ladies, where are my manners. Miss Baker, Miss Jackson it's good to see you again. It has been far too long. Let me introduce my fiancée, Lord Hadrian 'Harry' James Potter." She said and held out her left hand showing off the Lady house Potter ring that sat on her ring finger.
Hermione made sure that both girls got a good look at her ring before turning to Harry speaking. "Darling, may I introduce Miss Ruth Baker and Miss Olivia Jackson. They were my classmates before I transferred out." Hermione said sounding more like a lady befitting her station. Both girls wanted to start laughing again but when they got a good look at Harry, they froze. Harry was wearing black slacks, a white buttoned dress shirt with gold dragon cufflinks and he had his raven-black hair stylishly messy. His bright emerald-green eyes were memorizing to the two young ladies. He bowed taking Olivia's hand and brushed his lips against her knuckles. «…C'est un plaisir de rencontrer une belle jeune femme comme vous…» Harry said in French just to add more fuel to a fire. He stood up and did the same thing for Ruth Baker, which caused Hermione to inwardly giggle. She knew that her husband Harry was laying it on pretty thick to two girls who were a few bullies. Harry glanced at Hermione and kept the same tone as one would expect from a lord. "Hermione my love, are these the bullies that you spoke of? It is quite the shame that such treatment could come from beautiful mouths and such lovely ladies. I couldn't help but notice their school crests adorning their jackets. Integrity, Diversity and Honor, such a pity that these fine young ladies have dishonored this lovely academic institution. Remind me when we get home to speak with father. We will need to go over these girl's attendance. I do believe they might not be coming here any longer. My ancestors would be rolling in their graves if they saw how two of their students behaved towards one of their classmates." Harry said and then walked past both of the girls. The couldn't believe their own ears and eyes.
The two girls looked dumbstruck standing in the hallway with their eyes almost bulging out of their heads looking like some cartoon character, and didn't see the look on Hermione's face. It was nothing but sheer pleasure knowing that she just slapped down two of her bullies. Harry's regal tone speaking as a lord and offering Hermione his arm before walking off was just icing on the cake. When Hermione was out of ear shot of the two bullies, she had to ask as Harry opened the office door for her. "Harry love, did your ancestors 150 years ago really build this academy?" Harry shrugged his shoulders before shaking his head and answered Hermione's question. "Honestly dear I don't know. But the dragon on the girl's jacket makes me believe so. I just had to threaten them adding it in for good mesure. You and the other wives know how I feel about bullies. Which reminds me, I'll have to talk with one of our family members about what happened in the Wizengamot." Harry answered. Hermione kissed his cheek with a loving smile….
Both young teens walked up to the counter as the secretary was typing away at her computer. She looked up just for a brief moment and paused seeing Hermione. She slid out of her chair as she spoke walking up to both teens. "Well well well, Miss Granger what an unexpected surprise. I thought you went to a more private school since you were bullied so often. What brings you back and who is the handsome young man you have with you?" The secretary asked with a genuine warm smile on her face. Harry saw the beaming smile on the secretary's face and he actually liked the woman. She didn't have any hard or negative feelings towards Hermione. "Mrs. Marsh, it is so good to see you again. I thought you would be teaching still, or sitting comfortably retired." Hermione replied and the secretary let out an amused laugh. "Oh you know me Miss Granger. This school can't keep me away for too long. I am retired now, but I do come in and help on occasions. You sure have grown since the last time I saw you." The secretary replied.
Hermione smiled and held her left hand up to the secretary not wanting to hold off any longer. "Well Mrs. Marsh, I'm actually Lady Potter. This handsome young man that I am holding is Lord Hadrian James 'Harry' Potter, my fiancée. He asked me at the beginning of our school term, and I said yes. I just came by to drop off my wedding invitations personally." Said Hermione. Mrs. Marsh, who was the secretary, took ahold of Hermione's left hand getting a good look at her ring. "Oh my! Miss…" She started to say before catching the error she almost made. "Mrs. Potter congratulations! That is a very beautiful ring, I am so happy for you. Lord Potter, please take care of this wonderful girl. She has always been a delight to see around the school when she went here." Mrs. Marsh told him. Harry nodded before he answered with a smile. "You have my word Mrs. Marsh. Hermione is the love of my life and I would die for this beautiful creature." Answered Harry. Mrs. Marsh than opened a drawer behind the counter pulling out two visitors badges and a sign-in book. Harry signed both himself and Hermione in before taking the badges and placing one onto his suit jacket. Hermione did the same and once Mrs. Marsh looked at the sign-in book they were free to go. What Harry and Hermione didn't see behind their backs was Mrs. Marsh smiling and shaking her head returning to her work….
Hermione led Harry through the hallways of Crawley Technical Academy to her favorite place in the school, the library. Harry opened the door for her to enter first and Hermione closed her eyes and inhaled the scent of paper, leather and cardboard. The books lining the shelves reminded Harry of the Hogwarts library but without the tomes and spell books. The library was a lot smaller then Hogwarts library, and he could see Hermione as a kindergartener walking in for the first time. He had to smile at the memory that him and Hermione shared. Hermione had to smile seeing that the librarian was still doing the same thing after two years away. She wore the same beige blouse and black shawl. Her hair was always in a tight bun with a pencil running through it and she still wore the same glasses. When Harry looked at the librarian he almost laughed as the woman looked like a younger version of professor McGonagall, but she did have the appearance of a stereotypical librarian. The sounds of a rubber stamp and closing of books really made Hermione smile though. Hermione had an idea seeing that the librarian was really focused on her work. She took Harry's hand and walked up standing at the counter where the librarian was stamping books on the inside cover. "Excuse me, do you have any recommendations on a good book that I could read?" Hermione asked warmly and with a bright smile. The librarian looked up and her eyes widened going as big as dinner plates through her glasses. She shook her head and took off her glasses rubbing her eyes. She had to shake her head again not believing who was standing right in front of her counter. It took her a few minutes to even form any words. "Miss Granger?" The librarian asked before pausing. "Miss Granger is that really you?" She asked a second time looking at Hermione dressed like a noble lady. Hermione smiled big and bright looking at the librarian. The librarian smiled back and came around the counter giving Hermione a hug while speaking. "Oh Miss Granger, just look at how much you have grown. You look just like a lady compared to the little five year old I remember walking through the doors for the first time." Said the librarian.
Harry had to smile at this librarian heaping a warm greeting towards Hermione. Hermione on the other hand couldn't help but let out a bit of a giggle. She stepped back once she was let go of her hug taking Harry's arm. "Actually Mrs. Butler that is why I am here today." Hermione said and then turned a bit looking at Harry. "Harry dear, this is Mrs. Butler. She was one of my safe havens while I attended here. Every time I got bullied, I would come in crying and she would hug me until my tears stopped and then she would find a good book for me to read. I would fall right to sleep in a chair still with the book in my hands. But don't let her fool you when it comes to books though. She is a lot worse then madame Pince. She doesn't like it when your late returning a book or if it comes back damaged." Hermione said as the librarian looked at Harry. Mrs. Butler was momentarily taken back seeing Harry.
She walked away briefly making both Harry and Hermione shrug their shoulders in confusion. Mrs. Butler made sure the library door was locked before walking back to both teens. "Hadrian James 'Harry' Potter, as I live and breathe." She said making Harry and Hermione to take as step back. Both centurion Clirk and centurion Creld was about to disillusion themselves ready to fight for the young teens while Zhoron and Vianola were ready to disappear with them leading them away from danger. Mrs. Butler saw how fast the two house-elves reacted, but she calmly walked to a couch that was in the middle of the library along with several other couches and a round coffee table. She motioned for the two teens to join her and with a bit of reluctance they did. Mrs. Butler smiled before a house-elf appeared setting a full tea service set down on the coffee table. "Tea?" She asked with a warm smile. Hermione and Harry took the tea from their host as she spoke. "You look a bit surprised Lord Potter. I'm actually a squib. My parents didn't throw me out of the family like most wizarding family's do. The gave me a house-elf and a bit of gold from their vault before their passing. I kept up with what has been happening inside the wizarding world through a few witches I became friends with over the years. That and 'The Daily Prophet'. I am sorry that you lost your parents dear. But I am guessing that's not why you're here." Mrs. Butler said causing Hermione and Harry to relax a bit. "Thank you Mrs. Butler…." Replied Harry. "It's Addison lord Potter. You can just call me Addison." She said cutting Harry off.
Addison looked at Hermione with warmth like a grandmother before she spoke. "Lady Potter congrats on your soul-bond to lord Potter. I hope he will take care of you just like his father did with his mother." Addison said. Hermione smiled and gave Harry a lite squeeze on his thigh as she handed Addison her wedding invitation. "Oh Harry does Addison, he really does. Why didn't you tell me that you were a squib?" Hermione asked out of genuine curiosity. Addison couldn't help but giggle at Hermione's question. "Oh that was because I didn't want anyone to know dear. You had a really bad habit of floating books to you when you were upset. I had to keep an eye on you after the first time dearie. Sorry that I didn't speak to you sooner about me being a squib." Addison answered. She looked at the wedding invitation then looked up. "So your actually having a full wedding and not relying on your soul-bond. I would gladly attend." Addison remarked. Harry and Hermione sat with Addison Butler for a while drinking tea and telling her all the things that their lives at Hogwarts was like. There was a bit of laughter and a bit of fear mixed in with shock on Addison's face, but soon it was time for Hermione and Harry to head for their next destination. Both teens stood up with Addison and gave her a warm hug goodbye before leaving the library once the door was unlocked. The old woman smiled as Hermione led Harry down the hall to the right….
It was up a flight of stairs and down another hallway before he heard a teacher speaking through the classroom doors. "Okay class, who can solve this problem. I'll write it up on the board and I want you to write it on a sheet of paper. Anyone who can get it please come up and write down your answer showing your work…." The teacher asked her class. The sound of chalk on a blackboard was heard through the door as the teacher was speaking. "What is the value of the expression (5(x-2y)+(2-x)+2) or (5(x-2y)+(2-x)^2)?" The teacher asked with her back turned towards her class. Hermione smiled as she peered into the window of the classroom door. She silently opened the door leading Harry and there house-elves in closing the door quietly. The teacher didn't hear nor did she notice her classroom door open. Not even her students saw Hermione and Harry walk in as they were focused on writing down the problem or solving it. "I can solve the problem Mrs. Thomson." Hermione said after a few minutes with a smile on her face. The teacher who was wearing a baby-blue blouse, a black skirt down to her knees with matching high-heels whipped around to her right and saw who just disrupted her class. This also disrupted her students and all eyes were on Hermione. The girls in the class almost had a fit seeing who was standing at the door.
The boys however looked like they were going to jump out of their seats ready to do whatever Hermione wanted. Harry felt a bit unnerved and squeezed Hermione's hand. When the girls took one look at who Hermione's hand that was attached too they wanted to faint. To them, Harry looked like a dashing prince riding a white stallion off to save some princess. Several of the girls quickly dug through their bags trying to find their cellphones while others were quickly writing down their phone numbers. They wanted to give their numbers to Harry thinking that he would buy them anything they wanted even though they really didn't know him. Money was the only thing that they cared about just as they were taught by their parents. Harry didn't like the stares like he was a piece of meat. Mrs. Tomson walked over and without skipping a beat she handed Hermione the chalk in her hand. "Hello Miss Granger. Since you disrupted my class and you think you can answer this problem, please be my guest." Mrs. Tomson said with a bit of cheekiness.
Harry could tell that the way Mrs. Tomson spoke wasn't out of any anger, or cruelty. Hermione glanced towards Harry who gave her a wry smile even though he felt a bit uncomfortable letting her go. She walked up to the chalkboard and spoke in her normal Hermione-ish lecture tone with her back towards the classroom full of students. "You first plug in the value of 𝑥 and 𝑦. 5(x-2y)+(2-x)+2) or (5(x-2y)+(2-x)^2) so the answer is 36." Said Hermione feeling in her element writing out the entire problem out on the chalkboard. "That is correct Miss Granger." Replied Mrs. Tomson. The class groaned seeing that Hermione was still a know-it all book worm and teacher's pet even after leaving the school. Hermione didn't care about what her old classmates thought of her as she walked back to the teacher with poise and grace before speaking. "I hope I didn't disturb you too much Mrs. Tomson. I can see Miss Mitchell and Miss Lawrence is still with you along with a few other faces I recognize." Hermione said with warmth even though it had a bit of a bite to it. Hermione's words were not directed toward Mrs. Tomson but it was more directed towards her class in general. The teacher knew this and didn't take any offence towards Hermione. "No not at all Miss Granger. You are always welcomed here, though some of my students may have some objections. Let me introduce you to my class to those you haven't met." She said before standing in front of her class once again. "Pencils down. Let me introduce you to Miss Hermione Granger one of the top students here before her departure from these hallowed halls." Mrs. Tomson said.
Hermione walked up to the front of the classroom dragging Harry with her. She knew that it was time to face her bullies and show them that she was in a better place. "Actually Mrs. Tomson, I need to correct you on a key point. It's Lady Potter. I am getting married and I brought you your wedding invitation personally. This handsome man is my fiancée Lord Hadrian 'Harry' James Potter. He asked me to be his bride at the beginning of our school term, and with his bright emerald-green eyes, how can a girl refuse? I said yes almost immediately. I do hope you will attend." Hermione said as she handed Mrs. Tomson her wedding invitation showing off her Lady Potter house ring. Hermione looked at Mrs. Tomson's class and saw the looks of shock plastered on all the faces. A few of Hermione's bullies however looked like they were going to stand up and explode.
She was going to nip this in the bud right then and there. "What Miss Lawrence, do you have anything you wish to say. I know this is a bit of a disruption to Mrs. Tomson's lesson, but my husband to-be wanted me to face my fears and bullies. You Miss Lawrence, Miss Mitchell, Mr. Adams and you Mr. Henderson are just four of my tormentors and I feared you while I was here. Well, I'm back, and I am back for one reason and one reason only. That reason is to show everyone who was my tormentors that I now have a better life without them. I have a loving husband to-be who thinks brains is more beautiful then one's outwardly appearance. You know what the 'House Of Lords' is Miss Lawrence. Well my Harry is one of those Lords and he is one of the riches men alive. His ancestors actually built this academy. It shows on the crest you wear on your jacket. The dragon is the crest to The Most Honorable Ancient House and Most Ancient Noble House of Potter, and I am wearing the same crest on my finger. You and the rest of my bullies have tormented me because of the way I looked for years, but look at me now. I still love to read, but while you struggle throughout your life, I'll be laying on a beach drinking strawberry daiquiri's with my husband at my side not having to worry about when my next paycheck will be coming in." Hermione said with as much steel and bite into every word she could.
Hermione turned towards her old teacher Mrs. Tomson while the entire class sat there in stunned silence. The ones who were Hermione's bullies and tormentors couldn't even refute her words because they knew that every word she said was true. They slumped in their seats now wondering what their classmates and the whole entire academy would think of them as Hermione spoke with her old teacher. Harry almost laughed hearing Hermione use the same line of his ancestors building the Academy he did with Miss Baker and Miss Jackson. "I apologize Mrs. Tomson. I didn't mean to lose my temper. It's unbecoming of a lady to lose her focus in public." Said Hermione apologetically like she was going to burst into tears at any moment. Mrs. Tomson warmly smiled at Hermione before resting a hand on her right shoulder. "Mrs. Potter, there is nothing to apologize for. You came here to deliver your wedding invitation and to confront those who were your bullies and tormentors before you could move on with your life. It may have disrupted my class a little bit, but I am so proud of you. This is just your first steps into your new life. Don't look down on this moment, keep your head held high and be proud of who you are becoming. I would be honored to attend your wedding lady Potter." Mrs. Tomson replied giving Hermione a real boost in her confidence. Hermione looked at her old teacher with a grateful smile due to her words of comfort. Harry and Hermione spent some time with Mrs. Tomson's class after that helping her students with their math while avoiding Hermione's old bullies. Harry and Hermione left the classroom when the lunch bell rang….
When they got close to the main office doors they heard a girls cries coming from the girls bathroom. Hermione had to look at Harry and he shrugged his shoulders making Hermione's mind up. She walked in and Harry followed with their house-elves. Hermione stopped seeing a teen girl with Paris brun-brown eyes and hot toffee brown hair standing at the sink. She looked at least a year older then both Hermione and Harry as she tried to wipe her face. The girl spotted both Hermione and Harry through the mirror. "What do you want? Did you come to make fun of a worthless girl too?" She asked in a bitter tone. Hermione noticed the hate and sorrow in the teen girls eyes making her shake her head. Slowly she stepped closer. "No my husband and I would never do that. We heard someone crying and came to see if we can help." Hermione replied in a calming tone. The girl rolled her eyes just like what Hermione does when she thought that the answer was obvious. "Yeah right, not unless you can turn back the last month. Hell my entire life would have been better. I wish I was never born. At least my parents would be happier." Stated the girl.
Harry and Hermione had to look at each other in surprise because of the girls statement. They both knew that this was something very serious. They both sprang into action not wanting to see this girl hurt herself or someone else. "Well it couldn't be that bad could it?" Asked Hermione causing the teen girl to roll her eyes. "I don't know, you tell me miss rich perfect girl. My father took off with some other woman to god knows where, and my mother is a lay about drunk who thinks all the answers are in a bottle. They said that they never wanted me to begin with and wished I was dead." The girl sarcastically answered before her tears started to fall like a river once again.
Harry pulled his cellphone out and immediately called Hermione's mother Geneviève Granger for help on what to do. Hermione gave the girl one of her signature hugs. The teen girl return the hug as Hermione let the girl just cry on her shoulder. Once the teen girl's tears started to slow down she looked at Hermione once she was able to see properly. 'I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sound like a total bitch. My name is Veronica Eve Gomez." The girl said. Hermione took a step back before she curtsied before replying. "Please to meet you Veronica. I am Lady Hermione Jean Potter and this handsome man is my husband Lord Hadrian James Potter. But he prefers Harry over Hadrian. I don't put any blame on your words because I know them very well. I used to be bullied too and that is why I have come back to this school. I needed to face my own demons and put everything in the past." Hermione said.
Harry and Hermione heard goddess Fionna in their heads a few seconds later. 'Take the girl as a Lady Consort to Potter. She is perfect and you will understand why in a few minutes. Ask her about her father and a place to live. That will give you your answer. I'll tell the others. tootles..' Harry and Hermione both shook their heads puzzling Veronica. "Is it Veronica or can we call you Evie?" Harry asked warmly still on his cellphone. "It is Veronica, but I like to be called Eve or Evie. Why?" The teen asked and Hermione nodded. "Well before we can answer that I need to ask a few questions. What does your father do and how is your home life?" Asked Hermione. Eve flinched before she let out a sigh. "My father is a barrister and so was my mom until she started drinking. My home life wasn't the greatest and abuse was the norm since I was five. Nothing sexual, but the rest sure. I really don't have a home, at least not now. I just got kicked out because I won't spread my legs open for a guy five times my age. My mom wants me to be some old guys baby maker. I refuse and want to have a baby on my own terms and in my own time." Said Veronica.
Hermione sighed seeing how disgusted the story was. "Well Veronica, I think we can help you and us both. We can't say why, but I can promise you one thing. Your life will never be a sad one from here on out if you want." Hermione told the girl just as her mother Geneviève came walking into the girls bathroom. She rushed over to Hermione and Eve before looking at the girl. "Oh good lord, Harry and his saving people thing. Okay Jeanie, give it to me straight. Is this girl just someone to help or should I see her at Christmas dinners?" Geneviève Asked. Eve couldn't help but to laugh which Hermione got serious. "Mother please. This wasn't Harry's doing this time, it was mine. And we will talk about the Christmas dinner crack later. This is Veronica Eve Gomez, but she prefers to be called Eve or Evie. She has no place to go and she needs help. Can you help her?" Hermione asked. Geneviève looked between Harry, Hermione and Eve. "Well Eve, I am Dr. Geneviève Vivian Granger." Hermione's mother said introducing herself. Eve looked at Hermione before looking back to her mother. "Are you a lady too, and are you two related?" Eve asked pointing between Geneviève and Hermione. Geneviève giggled before answering the teen girl." Yes, I am known as Lady Granger. Hermione is my daughter and Harry is my son in-law, well almost. My husband and I run a clinic, so why don't I take you there and I'll have a good look at you. You're in bad shape." Said Geneviève just as the head mistress Katherine Dawson and two teachers walked in. Head mistress Dawson had a disgruntled look on her face while the two teachers had a look of worry written on their faces.
Before the head mistress could utter a word, Geneviève Granger spoke not leaving any room for discussion. "I am Dr. Granger and I am taking Miss Gomez with me head mistress Dawson. This girl has been abused and yet you did nothing to investigate just like you did my daughter Hermione's bullying. As a medical professional, I have every right to pull this student from this school for her own safety and for a medical checkup. I will be contacting the board of trustees about this… Oh, wait on second thought. My son in-law is here." She said before turning to Harry. Harry was leaning against one of the bathroom stalls looking a bit confused, but stood up straighter. "Harry, son. Did you ever read your parents wills? They mentioned Crawley Technical Academy. They left it in your care and has been passed down in your family since it was built. They take in the richest and brightest students from around the world. What do you want to do?" Geneviève asked. Harry took a few minutes to get over his shock and understand the question. Once he did he answered. "Take Eve with you mom. She needs all the help she can get. I don't think her father really cares about her and nor does her mother. From what Hermione and I were told, Evie's mother drowns herself in a bottle, and her dad ran off with another woman. Evie said that they never wanted her, so if you could, would you get ahold of Ted and then deal with the board of trustees? I think this school has failed long enough and it is time to clean house." He answered in a forceful tone. He took Hermione by the hand and she wrapped her arm into his before he gently offered his other arm to Eve. The young teen reluctantly took it before she took her tentative steps leaving the girls bathroom as Geneviève Granger followed right behind them.
Headmistress Dawson and the two teachers were left looking like a fish out of water staring at their backs. Harry, Hermione, Eve and Geneviève walked into the main office and was greeted by the secretary Mrs. Marsh once again. Harry and Hermione handed in their visitors badges while Geneviève Granger signed out Eve sighting a medical emergency. She left her business card so anyone could get in touch with her. Once the four of them walked out of the office and out of the school, Harry, Hermione and Eve noticed a black limo waiting on them. "Damn, your rich!" Eve exclaimed seeing the car. "Being a high paid doctor and investing would do that Miss Gomez. But my son in-law is richer then I am. Now come along. We have to get you treated. Oh and you two can use the car for today." Said Geneviève Granger. Hermione and Harry just looked at each other not saying a word as everyone climbed in. Veronica Gomez had so many questions on her way to Geneviève's clinic, but she didn't get any answers from Hermione, Harry or Geneviève herself. All Hermione's mother said was that she would answer all of her questions when it was safe to do so, which Eve excepted. She had her doubts, but thought that these people could be trusted since her life was shit. She just wanted a new life away from her alcoholic mother and abusive father. It took around ten minutes to get to the clinic dropping off Eve and Geneviève. Once the two ladies were safely inside, their limo took off for Harry and Hermione's very first official date…
(…Early Start Of Summer Vacation; Thursday, May 28, 2014: Crawley City Center, Harry And Hermione's Official Date…)
Harry was walking down the high-end streets of Crawley holding Hermione's hand twenty minutes later after their limo dropped Hermione's mother Geneviève and Veronica Gomez off at the clinic. Harry's house-elves Zhoron and Vianola along with their goblin guards could have made them appear with apparition just a few blocks away. Both teens didn't want to look a gift horse in the mouth since the limo was loaned to them by Hermione's mother Geneviève. Their limo driver did pass them a note before they left the clinic. As they traveled down the road Harry opened the note and sure enough, the note was from Hermione's mother. It was an apology about not giving Harry the pin code to his debit card and to not go to crazy on a spending spree. They told the driver where they were headed to and would be walking around the streets of Crawley looking at shops. The driver didn't seem to mind at all, and told both teens that he would be parked right where he dropped them off. To the residents of Crawley Harry and Hermione were a sight to see walking down the street with what looked like a butler and maid walking behind them.
They had no idea that they had a lord and lady living in their town, after all there were over 106,597 other residents. Harry and Hermione's first stop prior to walking the highstreets was to the historical building. Harry wanted to give Hermione something as a way to show her how proud of her he was facing her fears and standing up to bullies. They met a nice elderly woman in her late sixties inside the history center named Grace Chambers. She offered Harry and Hermione a walking tour of some of the more historical areas which they gladly excepted the offer. Harry pulled out his debit card and made a £10,000.00 donation to the historical center. This almost made Mrs. Chambers pass out seeing the large donation. However when Harry said he would make a yearly donation of £1,000,000.00 starting in January stating that places like the historical center should continue preserving the past, the poor woman actually did pass out.
It took a few minutes for Mrs. Chambers to come around and she was helped to a seat by Harry while Hermione handed her a glass of water she conjured out of thin air. Lucky for both teens it was only the two of them inside the building. The other historians were in the back doing their work and Mrs. Chambers was passed out so no one saw them use magic. Mrs. Chambers looked at Harry and had to make sure that what she heard before she passed out was really going to happen. Over the years of Mrs. Chambers being the head of the historical center, many rich families offered to make large donations, but they backed out not donating one cent. Harry reassured the lady that he would keep his promise of £1,000,000.00 every year. Mrs. Chambers started to sob gaining the attention of the other historians. They dropped their work and came running to see what was wrong with their boss. When they saw Harry and Hermione comforting Mrs. Chambers, they begun to worry a bit more.
However, when Mrs. Chambers looked at her fellow historians she told them about the large donation and the promise of an additional £1,000,000.00 every year, they seemed to be overwhelmed but a bit skeptical since they heard the same line once before. Harry and Hermione had to reassure the other historians that they were honest in the amount. This didn't ease their way of thinking, so Harry made a spur of the moment decision. He asked if he could leave for just a few minutes and asked them to watch over his bride to-be while he was away. They all looked confused but agreed. Harry kissed Hermione's temple giving her a sideways hug before leaving with Zhoron. Once Harry was out of sight from any muggle who could see them, he gave his house-elf an order on what he needed. Harry really hated to give orders, but his house-elf reassured him that it was his duty before disappearing. It took around five minutes for Zhoron to return with a muggle check in the amount of £1,000,000. Harry smiled and walked back to the historical center and handed the check over to Mrs. Chambers. She looked at the check and just after Harry's signature Lord Hadrian Potter was a small note saying, 'Yearly Donation'. This just stunned all the historians whereas Harry and Hermione just smiled.
After shocking the holy shit out of the historical center Mrs. Chambers started the two hour tour of historical places around the town of Crawley. Their first stop however was 'Ancient Priors' for a bite to eat. Over a bit of lunch Mrs. Chambers talked to both Harry and Hermione about the history of the restraunt well before it became one. Once they finished their lunch and the bill was paid, the tour of historical places in Crawley took off and there were many sites to see. Harry and Hermione were quite surprised to learn that the town of Crawley existed all the way back to 500 A.D. and the town's name was derived from the Anglo Saxon: crawe leah meaning: a 'crow infested clearing'. The name changed throughout the years ending up with the current spelling. It wasn't until January 9, 1947 that the town of Crawley was designated as a new town, and In 1962 the town had a thriving community of 60,000, and the original nine neighbor hoods increased to ten. Crawley's boundaries were extended by 1,800 acres in 1983, stretching to the M23 in the east and the new Ifield West development in the west. At least that was what the historian told them during their walking tour….
Harry really enjoyed his date with Hermione since they really didn't get many of them throughout two years, but he wasn't done spoiling his first wife a bit. He drug Hermione into The Victory Bookshop. The smell of books when Harry and Hermione entered the bookstore almost made Hermione squeal. She ran straight to the Non-fiction section and went head first into finding any book that was dealing with weddings, being pregnant, giving birth, the first year of being a new mom and so forth. Hermione quickly found her first book before crashing right into a nearby chair curling up to begin her reading to even see if the book was worth the purchase. Harry on the other hand went to find anything to do with being a new husband, a new father, or whatever caught his eye when he heard his wife Hermione. "Excuse me madam, what the hell do you think you are doing? I don't see how me reading about pregnancy and being a mother for the first time, is any reason to try and rip a book out of my hands that I am thinking of purchasing. There is no reason to come storming over here to a customer and take things out of their hands, it is unprofessional." Hermione said sharply.
Harry dropped the book he was holding and came rushing to Hermione's side seeing an irritated clerk with her hands on the book Hermione was starting to read about ready to rip it right out of her hands. "Humph, little girls like you shouldn't be having this type of book. Your mother would be ashamed of you turning into a tramp. I bet the clothes you are wearing is just a disguise and you really are a tramp. Get the hell out of my store we don't want people like you inside, it is bad for business." Said the clerk with a sneer thinking she was throwing out someone that was beneath her. Harry didn't like this person and the fact that his wife looked shocked and appalled just threw his opinion about this bookstore right out the window. He honestly thought that this bookstore was perfect for his Hermione. He didn't waste any time and grabbed Hermione's arm bringing her to her feet. "Come darling, we'll find another bookshop that won't be prejudice to a married woman, especially one that won't call you a tramp for looking at books for expecting mothers. Let's leave this establishment since they have no common decency for pregnant women, and one that is a Lady." Harry said emphasizing the last word, Lady. The sales clerk glanced at Hermione's ring before she had a look of shock and fear written all over her face. She now realized that she just insulted an actual lady. She thought that this was no ordinary lady too, she was extremely rich and must have some political power behind her. The sales lady knew that there was no turning back and no amount of apologies would help her situation while the sales manager came running up to see what the commotion was all about.
Harry didn't want to hear any excuses or begging from the sales clerk or the sales manager. He just simply walked Hermione towards the front of the shop and left leaving them with his last words. "I'll make sure that no one comes here after what I heard. I can't believe some people are so rude to think a married woman who comes into a bookshop to look at a book for expecting mothers can jump to conclusions. Especially a married woman who is in her first trimester of her pregnancy. I don't appreciate the fact that my wife was being told she was a tramp straight to her face. We will never come in this establishment to do any sales. Please do remind me dear to speak with mother and father when we return home." Harry said to Hermione even though most of it was pure dragon-shit. Several women who were in the book shop and were also pregnant dropped their books and walked out with disappointed looks on their faces. They would find other bookshops in town to frequent. Right then and there, the sales manager of The Victory Bookshop had just lost out on a sale. They didn't know how bad of a decision the sales lady made, but judging by the way Harry and Hermione looked however, meant it would have been a very large amount….
Harry wrapped Hermione into a sideways hug as they walked down the street letting her know that everything would work out just fine. Hermione knew that Harry wasn't really affectionate out in public, but every so often he did show it, and she loved it when he did. While on their walk through Crawley Harry did ask Zhoron and Vianola about the Potter manor at Number 18 Hampstead. It was more to do with if it needed any new updates. Both of his house-elves mentioned that the manor was old and it was both magical and muggle, and it could use a few updates in the library, the office and a few other places. Harry and Hermione got a few funny looks by some passers-by but didn't pay any attention to them. The two young teens enjoyed their day out in Crawley away from the worry and stress of the Wizengamot, Albus Dumbledore, Death-Eaters, Voldemort and anyone wishing to see them dead.
They stopped off at several mom and pop ran business's buying a few small items here and there for the other wives, their in-laws and other friends. At one shop that was for computers, videogames and other electronics Hermione had to giggle seeing her husband Harry's eyes light up and act like a kid in a sweets shop. Hermione thought that if she didn't put Harry on a short leash, he would buy out the entire store. She got him to focus on the important things that Potter manor needed for updates. The most expensive computer with all the bells and whistles, a new television, a Blu-ray player, 240 movies and several other items. However, Hermione did let Harry go a bit wild allowing him to buy a PlayStation 4 with all the games and accessories that came with it. She was just happy to see his bright smile. I mean really how could a girl refuse. Since there was a lot of items Harry bought and paid £58,000 for, Zhoron had given the cashier the address to the Potter Manor for delivery. They all left for their next stop.
They stopped off at a local ice-cream shop to get an ice-cream and to rest their feet for a bit. While Harry and Hermione ate their ice-cream looking like your typical teenagers out on a date, Hermione was really feeling as though she wanted to become a mother. She didn't say it vocally, but she would show it in her actions later. The two teenagers soon talked about what happened at Crawley Technical Academy. "So…" Hermione begun looking over to her husband Harry. He looked back and couldn't help but to take her hand. "Yeah. I know the question Jeanie. Evie is a nice girl for what she has to go through, but I don't love her. At least not yet anyway. She isn't like my other wives especially you. Katie is someone I can spend hours on a broom with flying around. I can talk politics and business with Daphne. With Susie I can talk about the law and what the aurors do. Well you get the point. Eve is a non-magical and I don't even know if we can get along. Fionna said for her to be a consort wife and I don't even know what a consort is, well I do, but.." Harry said making Hermione put a finger to his lips making him stop talking. "Harry love I get it. You are worried about Eve and how she will react to knowing about the magical world, let alone you just don't know how to treat her. We will take everything one step at a time and work together." Hermione said reassuringly. "Thanks honey you're the best, you know that?" Harry replied once he let out a sigh. Their day out in Crawley was almost over but there was still enough time to look at a few shops which they did….
The last shop that they went to was 'Waterstones Bookstore'. When the familiar smell of new books hit Hermione's senses she kissed Harry's cheek before rushing off to find the non-fiction section. She really wanted to find any book that was dealing with weddings, being pregnant, giving birth, the first year of being a new mom and so forth just like the previous bookstore they were at. Harry had to laugh seeing Hermione quickly find her first book and like last time go crashing right into the nearest chair curling up ready to read. The sales manager and several sales personnel saw the look that Hermione had on her face. It was one of pleasure of finding a new book, with a mixture of 'don't bother me, I'm reading' and 'I'm not moving from this spot'. They really enjoyed seeing new faces come in to their store and watching how their eyes lit up when they found a book that they wanted to read. The sales manager knew from the moment the doorbell chimed and both Harry and Hermione came walking in, it was going to be a great day. He walked over to Harry who was over by the light manga novel section before introducing himself. "Hello, I'm Monty Python, the sales manager. Is there anything that I can help you find?" He asked looking at Harry. Harry had to stifle a laugh as he remembered watching a few Monty Python movies with Dylan Granger and Martin Greengrass over the last two years.
The branch manager smiled knowing that the young man standing in front of him wanted to crack up laughing and didn't take any offence to it. "Yeah, I know my name brings up the Monty Python movies. My parents had a riot naming me Monty after those came out. But I have no relation." The branch manager said. Harry turned to the branch manager noticing that he had chartreuse-green eyes and dark golden-brown hair standing almost six foot tall. He shook the sales manager's hand replying. "Thank you sir. That is very thoughtful for you to offer. I do apologize on behalf of my fiancée. Her love of books knows no bounds. The last place we were at looking to update our library didn't leave us with the greatest experience." Harry answered. The branch manager nodded politely to Harry hearing a bit of a harsh tone in his voice. "I am sorry that you and your fiancée had a terrible experience with another bookstore. Here at Waterstones, we will help our customers to find whatever book they are looking for." Mr. Python responded and turning towards Hermione curled up in one of their comfortable chairs with the book she pulled off the shelf. "Ah, I see your bride to-be is reading up on pregnancy early. Wise idea with how handsome you look. How about me and my staff help you out. If you write out a list of books your looking for, we can pull them from the shelf while you go sit with your bride and enjoy the book she is reading. If I may ask sir. Is this for an office or a bedroom type of library your wishing to update?" Mr. Python asked making Harry look a bit confused.
Harry was saved by his house-elf Zhoron from answering Mr. Python's question. "Pardon me, master. But if I may? The Potter library has not been updated in fifty years. It would take all the books in the store to update the library. If I may suggest that you make a deal with this bookstore. They seem honest enough to help you and lady Potter." Zhoron suggested causing Harry to look at him. "Okay, I think we could. But what do you have in mind Zhoron? I just learned this morning that the manor even existed. I feel like I let you and the rest of the staff down." Harry replied keeping the existence of magic away from muggles. "I will help this sales manager with the list of books we need for now. I suggest that you order everything and have it delivered to the manor sir. If the sales manager is willing to help, then we can help him. I propose that we continue our purchasing of our books here, and in return they could advertise that this is the bookstore Lord Potter endorses. Your family sir. is well known and respected. Everyone would come if they see that you favor this bookstore." Zhoron suggested.
Harry looked at Mr. Python, and the poor man almost looked as though he was about to faint. "Lord Potter? My god! I heard from my grandfather about the Potter's when I was knee high to a belt-strap. I grew up listening to him saying how honorable and how true to their words they were. Please Lord Potter let me make a quick phone call to the owners." Said the branch manager before rushing off in his excitement to call the owners. Harry looked questionably at his house-elf raising an eyebrow before shaking his head. He went over and joined Hermione and begun to read whatever page she was on. Harry and Hermione didn't know how long they were reading the book and only stopped when the branch manager Mr. Python came back. He was smiling when Harry and Hermione looked up. The owners of Waterstones Bookstore had agreed seeing that it would be profitable for both parties. Harry had his house-elves Zhoron and Vianola handle the details since they knew Potter manor better than he did.
The doorbell chimed causing Hermione and Harry to glance at a nine year old girl who had light blue eyes and light brown hair with a red ribbon tied in her hair walk in with a young woman beside her. The woman who had ahold of the little girls hand looked to be about twenty-three maybe twenty-four. She had a lovely oval madonna face with blue eyes and her hair was a light brown. She was thin, but not sickly thin. Harry and Hermione noticed that the young woman didn't seem to smile a lot. She let go of the little girl's hand and this caused the youngster to go bolting right to the classic books. The young woman showed a smile seeing the little girl's happy face. Harry and Hermione felt something towards this little girl but didn't want to go and ask just yet. They were going to keep an eye on her. Every now and again they would glance up at the little girl from where they were sitting to see if their thoughts were on target. Hermione glanced up just in time to see a book floating in thin air towards the little girl. "Finite Incantatem." Hermione mumbled under her breath making the book fall to the floor with a thunk. The little girl looked shocked seeing that the book she wanted was now on the floor instead of in her hands. She tried again, and once again Hermione spoke. "Finite Incantatem." For a few minutes this went on almost making Harry burst out laughing after the first time. Hermione closed the book that they were reading and got up walking over to where the book now just laid forgotten.
Harry joined her and walked over to where the little girl was sitting. "Here you go sweetie." Hermione said holding out the book. The little girl and the young woman looked up. "Thank you Miss. Nothing like this has happened to me before. I always had my books come to me." Said the girl. Hermione kneeled down to the girl's level. "Happens at times, but do your best not to use your magic sweetie." Hermione said. The young woman looked shocked at the news and so did the little girl. "Magic? You mean magic is real?" The little girl asked in surprise. Hermione looked up to where Harry was standing and he gave a simple nod. "Yes sweetie magic is real." Hermione answered once she face the girl again. The young woman nodded before she introduced themselves. "Thank you Miss. My name is Jennifer Honey and this is my adopted daughter Matilda. The adoption just went through a few days ago and I wanted to celebrate with her.
Matilda just wanted a few new books so we came here." Jennifer explained. Harry smiled to the young new mother. "Well congratulations. This is my wife Lady Hermione Jean Potter and I am Lord Hadrian James Potter. But most people call me Harry." He told her. Both child and new mother wanted to stand up and curtsy, but Harry told them it wasn't needed. "So lady Potter, you said magic is real. How do you know? I mean you're so young. No offence." Jennifer asked. Hermione pulled her wand once she saw the bookshop wasn't that busy and all the employees were helping their house-elves. "I am a witch and my husband is a wizard Miss Honey. Matilda here is very bright and she tapped into what the wizarding world calls non-verbal wandless magic. She is a witch, and will be a strong one once she learns how to control it. My husband and I along with our other wives learn to control our magic at a school called Hogwarts School of Witchcraft And Wizardry. We will be in our third year after the summer, but we won't be attending. We're looking for a new school. Would you both like to join us this evening? We can tell you all about the magical world and even show you around tomorrow. We're just here buying a few books since we're trying for a baby and our house library needed an update." Hermione offered making Harry's hand rest on her shoulder with a warm smile.
Matilda looked at her new mother with a pleading look in her eyes making the young woman sigh. Harry knelt down to Matilda before speaking. "War and Peace by Leo Tolstoy. That is a good book. My Jeanie reads that book too. How about I buy you that book as a present for your new mom?" Harry asked giving Matilda a wink. "I never read it and always wanted too. Thank you Mr. Potter." She said. The quartet stood up and Harry walked over to the counter buying Matilda her book and a few of the books Hermione wanted, and the one she was reading before they left to continue their walk around Crawley….
(…Early Start Of Summer Vacation; Thursday, May 28, 2014: The City Of London, Whitechapel…)
While Harry, Hermione Jennifer and Matilda was walking around Crawley looking for a place to get a quick snack; in Whitechapel Daphne Lenora Greengrass was sitting in her family's living room with her mother and baby sister Astoria drinking tea just having a girls day. Clara Greengrass looked a bit pencive at her daughter ever since she found out three days ago her eldest daughter has been married for the last two years. She knew that Daphne would be turning fifthteen this coming August, and she was somewhat okay with the fact that Daphne was magically soul-bonded to the boy who lived. But her worry was that of a worried mother. Setting down her tea cup on the coffee table she decided to broach what was troubling her. "Daphne, why didn't you come tell me that you were married to Harry Potter two years ago. I thought you could come and talk to me about anything?" Clara Greengrass ask not wanting it to sound accusatory or make her eldest daughter feel ashamed. Daphne looked at her own mother with her golden-brown eyes as she st her teacup down on the same coffee table before getting a bit more comfortable on the couch she was sitting on. "Mom, it wasn't that I didn't want to tell you or daddy. It just happened and it wasn't easy to talk with you. You were always so busy. Finding out that your soul-bonded to the most famous boy in the magical world doesn't really come up in a conversation. It couldn't be penned in a letter, and I just couldn't come home and say, 'Sorry mom, sorry dad but I am married to the boy who lived Harry Potter'. You would have freaked out and daddy would have wanted Harry's head on a pike." Daphne said honestly.
Clara thought over what her daughter Daphne said and she had to admit that every word her eldest daughter just said was absolutely correct. Her husband Martin was protective over his two girls and if he had his own way, he would have wrapped them mu in muggle bubble wrap and hid his girls away from the real world. She would have sheltered them too, but she knew that it was realistic and her daughters needed to see the real world as it really was without rose colored glasses. "Fair point Daphne. I can see where you're coming from. I have noticed these past two years that you come home happier. You haven't had sex yet with Harry…" Clara started to say, but Daphne looked critically stopping her dead in her tracks. "Mother, talking about ones sex life is not one thing someone should bring up in a conversation. I don't bring up your sex life with daddy do I? No because what you do behind closed doors is your private business and shouldn't concern others. However, since you brought the subject up. No I haven't had sex with my husband yet, hence no grandchild. Believe me all of Harry's wives except for Fleur has tried several times. We do have some foreplay and get close to actually having sex, but we get…. uummm… cock blocked. It really sucks, and Harry really has an honesty about him that makes any girl just wet ready to spread her legs for him." Daphne said as she blushed at the last bit of information. Clara couldn't help but nod with a smile seeing how red her daughter Daphne's face became. She turned to her youngest daughter Astoria knowing that she was a bit of a high spirit and could do anything without thinking things through. She wouldn't attend Hogwarts until next year if at all. "Tori you are never to speak to anyone about what your listening to unless they are family. Do I make myself clear?" Clara asked in a stern tone looking at her twelve year old daughter.
Astoria knew a stern warning whenever she heard one. If her mom and dad used their 'I'm warning you' tone, then that meant to keep your mouth shut. She nodded not saying a word as she sat on the loveseat staying quiet. Clara turned back to Daphne seeing that her words got through to her youngest daughter. "Daphne, I haven't read 'Soul-Bonds Of Eternity' and 'Soul-Bonds With Loving Wives' by your charms professor yet. I don't think we even have a copy in our library, I might have to go and pick up a copy later. So until then, can you explain how your soul-bond works with your husband Harry? What have you figure out so far I mean." Clara asked out of genuine curiosity. Daphne couldn't help it, she smiled before she begun to talk. "Well mom it isn't that we know everything about our soul-bond. Harry, myself, Hermione, Angela, Katie, Cassy, Nymph, Pad, Paav, Penny, Sue have figured out a few things. We all can see through each other's eyes for one. We share the same knowledge and abilities. Harry has the ability to speak with snakes, which gives his wives the same ability. From what Fionna told us was that we can talk with any type of animal, and we can transform into them as well. The other thing we know about is shutting down or connection for more intimate moments. That was what Harry asked us to do, and I can certainly see his reasons. Hermione is the head of our marriage to Harry, and he wants to have her first. Just like right now, Harry and Hermione are on a date in Crawley and my mental connection was shut down to the both of them a few hours ago. Being soul-bonded seems like a dream for most witches and wizards, but it is no walk in the park. We can't hide anything if it isn't dealing with sex or dates." Daphne explained.
Her mother Clara Greengrass could see how having a soul-bond would have its advantages, but it also had it's disadvantages as well. The three Greengrass women sat in their living room chatting away catching up after Daphne's expiation. They let the subject of her soul-bond to Harry and her sex life drop like a rock in a pond. It was better this way since Clara Greengrass didn't want to know anymore of her eldest daughter's sex life….
(…Early Start Of Summer Vacation; Thursday, May 28, 2014: The Scotland Mountains: Hogwarts, The Headmaster's Office…)
While Harry and Hermione were out on their date in Crawley, and Daphne Greengrass was sitting comfortably talking with mother and baby sister in Whitechapel. Albus Dumbledore was sitting alone in the headmaster's office feeling exhausted. His connection to his phoenix was gone. He couldn't sense Fawkes anywhere. He tried to call his familiar, but nothing happened. His bobbles and doohickeys he had tide to his toy Harry were completely destroyed. The Sword of Gryffindor that hung behind the portrait of Phineas Nigellus Black was gone and so was the Hogwarts Book of Students and The Sorting Hat. In fact everything he has hidden in his office just seemed to disappear all at once. Albus has felt magically weak after yesterday's Wizengamot meeting and it didn't go the way he wanted. First that toad faced bitch Dolores just had to fuck everything up.
She just marched right up to Harry and his mud-blooded whore Hermione Granger and proceed to arrest them slamming them down onto the stone floor having who he now should call lady Potter to miscarry with several other injuries. He really hated the fact that he would have to call Harry Potter, Lord Potter from now on including his wives. What pissed Albus Dumbledore off the most was the fact that his toy Harry Potter took ownership of the wand he stole from the strongest Potter vault. He was ordered not to have any contact with Harry, his friends, wives and family without a mediator. He didn't know what else happened since his toy Harry Potter knocked him out. When he came around, he quickly found out that Dolores was removed from her Senior Undersecretary position. Lucius Malfoy was homeless with no money to his name, and he was persona non grata by Gringotts. Albus couldn't leave Hogwarts while the goblins searched every home he had in both the muggle and magical worlds. What was worse was the fact that the Wizengamot voted him out of his chief warlock seat. It was a compromise for Harry not to collect on every witch and Wizard's debt to the Potter's. Before he left the Wizengamot he did save Dolores Umbridge just a bit by suggesting that instead of firing her completely from the ministry she be placed somewhere that she could be useful. He mentioned The Department of Magical Games and Sports.
The Wizengamot didn't like the suggestion, but Albus had a silver tongue and he used it very well to his benefit. They agreed to what he proposed until Amelia finished her investigation on Dolores's abuse of power. Albus knew he couldn't save Dolores once the investigation was done, but in the meantime she was in the proper position for his use. He didn't care what happened to the four aurors, in fact he wished that there was no aurors at all so he could take over everything with his lover. Albus now needed to figure out his next move when it came to his toy Harry Potter….
(…Early Start Of Summer Vacation; Thursday, May 28, 2014: Crawley, Hampstead Garden Suburbs Number 18: Potter Manor, The Dragons Den…)
Harry and Hermione said their goodbyes to Jeniffer and Matilda reminding them about tomorrow before they decided to go take a look at the Potter Manor towards the end of their time in Crawley. When Harry's house-elves Zhoron and Vianola showed the two teens every room of Potter manor they were impressed that everything was still intact. Just as Zhoron had said, the library needed updated and so did the office that was used for the head of the Potter house. Harry's house-elf Vianola left with Hermione as she wanted to take a closer look at the Potter library. This gave Harry an idea. He asked Zhoron about making dinner and the house-elf was about to vanish, but Harry stopped him. He explained that he wanted to make a romantic dinner for Hermione. Zhoron caught on and walked Harry into the kitchen. It took an hour or so for Harry to make the most romantic dinner for his wife Hermione. There was soft rose petals softly scattered around a intimate table with a white tablecloth, and three lit candles.
Hermione was taken back when she saw the romantic setting and dinner waiting for her. Harry kissed her softly before walking her over to the table helping her to sit. The teens first course was a lite salad, but the main course of their dinner took Hermione by surprise. It was Shrimp Scampi Linguine, and it was one of her favorite dishes. It melted her heart seeing that Harry was thinking of what she meant to him. The two teens ate and talked about different things, and when dinner was over Hermione had a way to thank him, plus this was perfect for doing what they have been trying to do for the last two years. She asked Vianola for a piece of parchment and a quill. Once Vianola popped away and returned with what Hermione asked for, she was off in another pop to deliver the noted Hermione wrote to her parents. She took Harry by the hand and lead him to the master bedroom with a sexy look….
(…GRAPHIC SEXUAL CONTENT WARNING…)
Once Harry was in the master bedroom; Hermione made sure the door was closed, locked and silenced. She had a loving smile looking at Harry walking up to him. Hermione's eyes dilated as her love Harry Potter scooped her up bridal-style walking towards their bed. When Hermione looked deep into Harry's bright emerald-green eyes; she saw his kindness, compassion, courageousness, love and so many more emotions. Harry gently laid his wife Hermione onto their bed before he started kissing her so tenderly that she let out a gasp and a small shudder. Hermione could feel the love radiating off of Harry with every kiss he planted onto her soft skin. Hermione's body was responding to every gentle touch and to every gentle kiss Harry was doing. It was like she had no control over her own body as electricity was shooting to every nerve. Her nipples were getting harder with every kiss, her legs were opening wider as her pussy was getting wetter and it was throbbing waiting to be penetrated.
Hermione tried to have her first sexual experience several times but was always cock-blocked. She didn't mind when it was Angela, Katie, Cassy, Nymph, Pad, Paav, Penny and Sue with her and Harry. They said that she was going to be the first one to lose her virginity, and she didn't mind losing it in front of them either; after all they were all soul-bonded to Harry. She was cock-blocked by her mother, and extended family when she was with Harry at The Leaky Cauldron. Now that they were in The Dragons Den, commonly known as a Potter manor with her husband. There was no way they could be interrupted. Harry unbuttoned her blouse and Hermione sat up undid her bra for her husband so he didn't have to worry about undoing the clasps and he could kiss, lick, nip and fondle all he liked. Hermione felt her skirt get lost a few minutes later and she laid bare. Hermione's bright hazel-brown eyes looked at Harry before her hands acted on their own. She undid Harry's dress shirt taking it off placing it onto the floor. She ran her hands tenderly over Harry's toned chest before deepening their kiss. Her hands soon were sliding down his abs over his six pack, and she had to admit that Harry's quidditch practice's made him even hotter to look at. She undid his slacks not looking at his hardening cock keeping her focus on the intimacy that she has been craving for the past two years. She freed Harry's throbbing cock from its confines of his slacks starting to rub the nine and a half vaney cock that was thicker than a gold galleon. Harry was kissing all the way down to Hermione's breasts as her nipples were now hard aching to be touched. "Hhhuuuuummmm…. Oh god, Harry." Hermione squealed as she felt Harry's lips on her right tit.
Hermione closed her eyes as her body responded. Hermione didn't expect the next sensation as her tits started to leak breastmilk. She knew that she wasn't pregnant yet since that was what she was working on now. She didn't care how or why her tits were producing breastmilk, when it hasn't happened before. She just loved the tender touch and the sensation of Harry's lips on her tits. Harry soon stopped his suckling on Hermione's breasts as he started trailing feather light kisses down her stomach and to Hermione's wet pussy as it begged to be played with by his tongue. "Oh god yes! Yes Yes Yes! Oh god right there baby! Yes, oh god eat me out!" She moaned as her hips pushed up closer to his mouth while her fingers were now running through his raven-black hair. Hermione didn't know how long their foreplay lasted but she found herself underneath Harry with her leg open and his cock rubbing against her wet pussy and clit. She has been waiting for so long to have Harry inside her and now it was going to happen. Harry looked down into Hermione's bright hazel-brown eyes and she saw the worried look in his bright emerald-green eye. Hermione tenderly smiled and touched his face to reassure him that she was ready. "Harry, it's okay baby. It's supposed to hurt me at first. I'll be just fine after a few minutes." Hermione said tenderly.
She guided his rock hard cock closer to her wet pussy before reaching hup and drug Harry's lips to hers. Through their tender kiss Hermione allowed Harry's cock to break through her hymen and all the way to her cervix. She had her eyes closed as tears ran down her face causing Harry to gently wipe them away. When Hermione opened her bright hazel-brown eyes, she stared up into Harry's bright emerald-green seeing the worry and fear of him hurting her dance across those eyes she loves. Hermione couldn't help it but smile at how concerned Harry looked. "See honey, I'm fine. I am now fully yours in every way." She said in a warm and loving tone in her voice. "Are you sure sweetheart? I hurt those around me; I don't want to hurt you or the others." Harry replied feeling like he hurt 'his' Hermione worse then she looked. "Oh baby, you just broke my hymen, and it was supposed to hurt a little. I only felt a sharp pinch. My tears are because I have been wanting this for two years, and now it's a dream come true." Hermione told Harry before pulling him down and kissing his lips.
Hermione slow started moving her hips up to show Herry that she was ready. Harry's body responded naturally as his hips met hers a moment later. Soon the moans and screams of Hermione calling Harry's name over and over again were bouncing off the walls. "Harder baby, fuck me harder! Huh, huh, huh…" Hermione moaned even louder which Harry complied. "Harry oh god! yes yes yes! Deeper, faster, faster fuck me up. I don't care, just fuck me!" Hermione screamed as her tits were bouncing around as Harry was slamming his rock hard dick deeper inside Hermione's wet dripping pussy. She matched her husband's movements like a dance enjoying having sex for the first time. For several hours and in several positions both Harry and Hermione was sticky with their sweat as they were making love to each other. What the two teens didn't notice was a golden light surround them and things were flying around the room. Both Harry and Hermione was just about to climax once again for the fourth time. "Ggggrrrr… oh god Jeanie. Oh fuck, I'm going to explode!" Harry grunted an hour later. "Harry, Harry, yes! Oh god yes! I'm cumming. Inside give it to me. Cum inside! Oh god, please knock me up! Knock me up, Put a bun in my oven! I'm yours, make me a mother!" Hermione screamed and begged all at the same time while she felt her body start to shake as another powerful orgasm was about to erupt.
It wasn't long after Hermione's scream that she locked her legs around Harry's waist and back keeping her husband deep inside her body as her climax started to shake. She lifted her hips arching her back as pleasure washed throughout her body while she came all over Harry's hard dick. The walls of Hermione's vaginal walls were acting like a deep massage on Harry's hard cock as it spurt load after load of his hot cum deep into her womb. As both teens were now sticky with their cum and sweat, they both felt tired which was called by some 'The Little Kiss Of Death'. All it was, was the adrenaline slowly leaving their bodies. In medical terms it just meant that the epinephrine's that was in Harry and Hermione's body was calming down. What Hermione and Harry also did notice was that, on Hermione's right breast was a lightning bolt tattoo with a phoenix. On the right side of Harry's chest was a tattoo of a dragon. What the two teens also didn't realize was Hermione's ovaries releasing a few eggs. Hermione got her wish as her body started to transform as well. Hermione was now going to be a mother.
(…END Of GRAPHIC SEXUAL CONTENT…)
(…Early Start Of Summer Vacation; Thursday, May 28, 2014: On The Borders Of Italy, France and Switzerland…)
As the golden light flashed and shattered the window of Harry and Hermione's master bedroom in The Dragons Den and started its journey traveling around the world with positive energy and emotion. 618.2 miles away just outside of Geneva Switzerland. Several goblin warders, curse-breakers, armed guards were inside the four story mansion of Potter's where Lord Charlius and Lady Dorea Potter Black along with Lady Noémi Evans were trapped inside the endless time loop. They were laying every runestone and erecting every protective shield they could think of getting ready to free the Potters. Fionna appeared right in front of the group of goblins and the armed guards pulled their swords and axes ready for battle. Fionna, the goddess of magic, potions and healing just smiled before walking up to where they laid the runestones around the room. She nodded a few times before turning to the goblins. "They are perfect warriors. The runestones are set exactly where they needed to be placed. Great job my young friends." She told them making each goblin look confused. One goblin who looked like he was ground up from a meatgrinder stepped forward. "Who are you my'lady? No one is to be in here, it is dangerous." He said keeping a respectful tone. "I assure you master ward-breaker that I will be just be fine. I am Goddess Fionna, and I come to help you free Lord Charlius and Lady Dorea Potter Black along with Lady Noémi Evans." She answered and this caused all the goblins in the room to look at each other.
The armed goblins put their swords and axes away showing that they wouldn't attack the goddess, because if they did, then it would mean certain death. The head goblin ward-breaker understood once he realized the words Fionna had spoken. He knelt down bowing his head like the rest of the goblins not looking at her. "My goddess. I am your humble servant. My'lady I wish not to insult you, but why are you here to help us?" The goblin asked keeping his head bowed not looking at Fionna. Fionna knelt down and picked the goblin up standing him onto his feet and made him look directly into her Aztec-bronze eyes. "Lord Charlius and Lady Dorea Potter Black along with Lady Noémi Evans are family to my defender of magic Harry Potter. That is why I am here. That boy needs his entire family, not just his wives, in-laws, god-siblings, god-parents and close friends. We have a few minutes to act. I'll be just fine, but in less than ten minutes, there will be a magical golden wave hitting this room. It is a completion of a soul-bond from the new Lord Harry Potter and his new Lady Hermione Potter. You need every strong goblin ward-breaker at each runestone with one hand on top. Make sure your laying flat on your stomachs and not be wearing no clothes, and keep your heads down, do not look at the light since it will blind you. When the golden wave hits it will charge the runestones using you as a pathway. The golden wave will bounce off of itself on the other side of the world. Once it comes back then I will step in shielding Lord Charlius and Lady Dorea Potter Black along with Lady Noémi Evans. After the second shock wave has passed and Harry's family are free, I will take my leave since there will be something I need to take care of. Each shock wave will lessen and each of you will be safe. However until the shockwaves are finished you must stay in this room." Fionna explained which every goblin had to look towards one another.
The lead goblin ward-breaker quickly understood and did as ordered. He chose the strongest ward-breakers in the team. They took off all their clothes and armor leaving nothing with them. Several goblin warriors picked up everything and rushed out of the office laying them outside the room. They did the same as did the rest of the goblins before laying flat onto their stomachs. The goblin ward-breakers had either their right or left hands on the runestones just in the nick of time as the golden shockwave rushed into the room. Every goblin felt the positive emotional energy as the runestones started to glow a bright blue mixed with a bit of white. None of the goblins even dared to look while Fionna stood calmly with her arms crossed looking at Lord Charlius and Lady Dorea Potter Black along with Lady Noémi Evans. Well, not them exactly. What she was really looking at was the hourglass that was shattered and the grains of sand. When all the sand was in the hourglass 'time-turner' she acted. Fionna snapped her fingers shielding the 'time-turner' in Lady Dorea Potter's hand. The 'time-tuner' was fixed and sealed like it had never been broken. She pulled Lord Charlius and Lady Dorea Potter Black along with Lady Noémi Evans out of their time trap just after the second magical shockwave hit. Fionna silently disappeared letting the goblins handle the rest. She had somewhere she needed to be and someone she hated, but need to send a message too…
(…Early Start Of Summer Vacation; Thursday, May 28, 2014: In The Darkest Part Of The Albanian Forest…)
Inside the darkest part of an Albanian forest, a black wraith was hopping from one animal to the next trying to get back to Britain. This wraith was Tom Marvolo Riddle. For almost the past fifteen years since Harry Potter defeat of him in Godric's Hallow, he has been stuck in this form. Tom or Lord Voldemort had possessed the body of a weak wizard Quirinus Quirrell to gain a new body and to kill Harry Potter, his enemy. He would once again rule over the magical world as a god. Seeing Harry's limp and dead body would break those who defied him. However he was once again stopped by the brat. He delved deep into the darkest depths of magic in his youth. It was so dark that there was only one race in the world who wouldn't even attempt it. The Egyptians. They created horcruxes thinking that it would resurrect their god-kings and queens so they can rule over their people once again. They did it in the way of the light, but Tom didn't. He raped, tortured and murdered tearing his soul into seven pieces. At the end of this year Tom felt one of his horcruxes that was destroyed. Hence why he needed to get back to Britian as fast as he could. He hated to jump from animal to animal since their lives didn't last very long, and it took a lot of power to jump. He was in a small rabbit with his familiar Nagini. He feared death and was determined to become a god. This wasn't going to happen since a golden shockwave rushed through the dark Albanian Forest. His familiar Nagini rose up off of the forest floor letting out a painful hiss. Black smoke and some black goo came out of the snakes mouth just as Fionna appeared right in front of Tom Riddle. "Ah, Tommy boy.." Fionna said with as much hatred as she could.
Fionna snapped her fingers and froze the rabbit before making it float to eye level. "Oh why are you looking so scared to see me Tom? You finally afraid of death? I'm not the one who will kill you. Oh no-no-no my boy, I am here to just let you know that I have reserved a very special place in hell just for you and that old goat Albus. Harry Potter and his wives will be the ones to kill you and they will make it slow and painful as possible. I'm going to seal you in this rabbit and make sure none of your Death-Munchers ever find you. They will be the first to fall before you. You soiled magic and made it darker than any witch or wizard that came before you. Your days being a wraith and your drive for ruling over this world are coming to an end." Fionna said as her Aztec-bronze eyes tuned a dangerous dark-red.
Fionna turned her attention onto Nagini who was dying. "Oh Mallory, I am so sorry that your parents cursed you when you were just a baby. I know you never wanted to be a snake. You found love with your soul-mate Credence Barebone. He kept you human, but his death trapped you into your snake form. I know you never wanted to kill things in your path, but you did. You have to die so no others can be harmed. I'll make sure your next life is with your beloved and you lead a happier life then this one." Fionna said sounding like a mother. She reached out and touched Nagini on her head. As soon as Fionna did, Nagini fell dead onto the forest floor. The true form of Nagini, Mallory floated above her snake form. She was now a transparent ghost looking at Fionna. "I am free. Free from the curse that bounded me as a snake. I can now move on and see my love once again. Thank you.." The ghostly form of Mallory said before slowly fading away. Fionna smiled seeing the ghostly form fade away before she turned her attention back to rabbit-mort. "Well Tom, that's three of your horcruxes down, four more to go. I suggest you hide very well, because there are many hungry predators just waiting for a juicy rabbit to munch on in this forest. I'll see you in hell Tom." Said Fionna before snapping her fingers sealing Voldemort into his rabbit form. Just before Fionna vanished she made sure that none of Voldemort's Death-Eaters would be able to find him and sealed off the forest so he couldn't escape….
(…Early Start Of Summer Vacation; Thursday, May 28, 2014: In The Surrey Police Headquarters…)
31.1 miles away from Crawley inside a Surry police station everyone was starting to get to their feet after being blasted backwards from an invisible shockwave. Every officer felt the enormous amount of love and warm feelings when it hit and there was a few bumps and bruises, but nothing to serious. Geneviève Granger was sitting down in a chair with several files on her lap when the magical golden shockwave hit. She felt the same positive energy that the muggles did and she knew that it came from both Harry and Hermione. She smiled thinking that they must have completed their bond, which meant one thing, grandbabies. She would have to check Hermione's mirror when she returned home, but it wasn't that important at the moment. What was important right now was the Dursley's and the health, safety and protection of her son in-law. Geneviève stood up as she saw the Metropolitan Police Commissioner walking up to greet her with a few Inspectors. Geneviève Granger cracked a smile wanting to laugh seeing the disheveled looks of the muggle police officers. She approached them from her chair ready to introduce herself. The police Commissioner took Geneviève's hand shaking it. "Good evening, I'm Commissioner Denis Wallace. I have brought a few of my inspectors with me as I heard you wish to speak with me and the best team I have. I do apologize for the mess around here. Something blew through here and blew out our windows and fried our communications. My I know your name ma'am?" The Commissioner asked while introducing himself.
Geneviève graciously nodded as she stepped into her role as a lady to The Most Honorable Ancient House and Most Ancient Noble House of Granger. "Good evening Commissioner Wallace. I am Dr. Geneviève Vivian Granger, Lady to The Most Honorable Ancient House and Most Ancient Noble House of Granger." She introduced herself. Geneviève knew that the mentioning of her being a doctor and a lady was the first volley to where she would be believed. The muggle police officers looked dumbfounded but quickly shook it off before they showed Geneviève Granger the respect she was due. Geneviève was politely shown into a police officer's conference room. She was offered a seat and some coffee before the commissioner and the inspectors took their own. "I needed to speak with you about pressing charges on child abuse." Geneviève started off saying which caused everyone in the conference room to take notice. She then slid the files over to the police commissioner continuing to speak. "This is a sensitive case since this involves my daughter and her husband. Before you say anything, the queen mother was present the day they got married with her blessing. It involves something quite rare, and I can't go into detail about it. However my son in-law Lord Hadrian 'Harry' James Potter was kidnapped from his crib when he was six months old. There is another team working that angle. This is where you come in. Those files Commissioner Wallace is the medical reports and affidavits of the victim along with others about the abuse. I am formally pressing charges on my son in-laws behalf. I have listed out all the charges on one Vernon Phillip Dursley, one Petunia Berniece Dursley and one Marjorie Eileen Dursley. I don't know whether the boys listed were taught to abuse my son in-law or they were paid to do so. As a doctor I had to report this as the law dictates, and since it happened in your district, I thought you should get the first crack at taking the Dursley's down." Geneviève said trying to keep her voice as calm as possible.
Commissioner Wallace opened the files and read through the reports with the only sound being made was the rustling of paper. He almost looked sick when he looked at the photos of Harry and the abuse he suffered. Commissioner Wallace slid the files to one of his inspectors so they could read through the reports and he could have a serious conversation with Geneviève Granger. "I don't know where to begin Dr. Granger. I don't even know how to address you properly after seeing those photos and reading through everything, I am that shocked. How could your son in-law survive for that long without anyone noticing? How come no one reported this clear evidence of abuse? Lord Potter's school should have said something by now. I am not just going to have your charges be filed Dr. Granger, but I will be adding some of my own. I will start on this case right away." Said police Commissioner Wallace. Geneviève nodded before she went to stand up and leave since her job was done. The Dursley's were going to see the wrath of a Potter very very soon. However just before Geneviève Granger was getting ready to leave an inspector looked at her asking a question. "Excuse me Dr. Granger, but I am curious about a few things. One is why your bringing this to us directly, aren't you a bit too close to this case? And the second thing is that when I read through the report and saw the photos they seemed to be so accurate that it makes me tend to question if this was all faked. You do realize making a false report is a crime, and you could lose your licence and job, not to mention you could face some serious jail time." The inspector said.
Geneviève sighed hoping that she didn't have to explain about the magical world, but now it seemed that she had no choice. "Oh for god sakes. Okay, I'll level with all of you, but you must swear that what your about to be told is kept between yourselves, and no one, not even your families can know about this. Only the queen and a few others know it is that secret. So if you blab to anyone, you could go missing." Geneviève Granger warned everyone in the conference room. Everyone paled at her warning, but they all agreed to not speak of what they were about to be told. Geneviève took a deep breath and sighed once again before talking. "Inspector, yes I am close to this case since my son in-law is married to my daughter Hermione, so I have a bit of a stake. It is not just me, but eleven other families who have a stake in this case. I am not just a doctor and a lady. I am a witch and magic is very much real." She said before pulling her wand from her purse changing her clothes into her normal ones. She didn't give everyone time to ask or say anything as she continued. "I am actually Dr. Geneviève Vivian Granger, Lady to The Most Honorable Ancient House and Most Ancient Noble House of Granger." She said properly introducing herself.
Geneviève looked at the blown out windows of the conference room before flicking her wand using the Reparo spell as everyone watched in stunned amazement the windows started to repair themselves. Not one shard of glass was out of place a few seconds later. Police Commissioner Wallace and the inspectors were now paying closer attention to Geneviève Granger as she spoke. "As you can see, magic is real. And what happened just a little while ago is the finalization of a soul-bond between my daughter Hermione and my son in-law Lord Hadrian James 'Harry' Potter. I assure you inspector that the files are completely accurate and no fakes. Witches and Wizards have ways to do things that you are not able to do. Our world is completely secret because as history has proven, humans attack things that they don't understand out of fear. Magicals like myself believe that non-magicals such as yourselves are bright enough to except those that are different. No one in my world or yours knows how someone gets magic, because it is up to magic herself who decides. My son in-law Harry, his wives, god-siblings and extended family have a task. Harry's main task is to unite both of our worlds, but in order to do so, he needs to start leading a happier life. I intend to help my son in-law and so will his extended family." Explained Geneviève Granger before walking over to the now repaired window opening it letting out a whistle.
A few minutes went by and a beautiful snowy owl silently flew in and perched herself onto one of the back of an empty chair. The police Commissioner and the inspectors were in awe of the regal looking owl. "Magicals use owls to send messages long distances. This beautiful owl is my son in-law's familiar. Her name is Hedwig. I am telling you all this because you might get an owl tapping at your windows, and you might have a liaison show up unannounced. I'll try and send another of Harry's extended family to you. She is like you commissioner Wallace. Her mane is Amelia Bones, head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement the wizarding worlds equivalent of your police force. I do have to head home and check on my son in-law and daughter. Here is my business card and my direct line to contact me since I don't live in the magical world." Geneviève said before leaving with Hedwig using more magic as to keep everyone in the conference room in awe….
(…Early Start Of Summer Vacation; Thursday, May 28, 2014: The Scotland Mountains: In The Halls Of Hogwarts Castle…)
As Geneviève Granger disappeared out of the Surry police station, in the middle of the Scottish mountains inside Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Albus Dumbledore was getting up to his feet after being blasted backwards and knocked out. Albus looked around his domain and saw that the windows were blown out and several of his items were destroyed. He knew about magical backlashes, but never understood the golden shockwave that ripped through his office. He once heard about magical backlashes caused by soul-bonds in his youth but he didn't put to much stock into rumors. He paused to wonder if the golden shockwave was caused by his toy Harry Potter. The boy hasn't been seen since he left with Minerva and Filius along with those whores he always hung around with. The last thing he remembered doing was speaking with Lucius Malfoy about how his son Draco was almost killed by Scion Blaise Zabini. He was going to investigate the claims, but before he even got the chance too, the boy vanished with Heiress Hannah Abbott, Heiress Pansy Parkinson and Heiress Lavender Luvenia Brown.
He wondered what the hell was going on with his school. Seventeen of his students that he was to manipulate via acting like a doting grandfather figure. He wanted to control them and through them, he could control his toy Harry Potter. At least that was his new plan since he was given an order to stay clear of Harry and his family. Now Albus needed to go find out how much damage was done to his castle. Hogwarts belonged to him and no one was going to take it away, he would die before that would ever happen….
Down in the dungeons one greasy haired potions master Severus Snape was also getting back up to his feet after being knocked out. He was correcting the assignments for his third year class and was looking at Harry Potter's when the golden shockwave hit. He staggered to his feet holding a hand to his head gaining his balance. He scowled and slammed his fist onto his desk. He knew that Potter had something to do with him being knock out. Severus was going to make the man he hated James Potter's spawn pay for it. He would put Potter in detention for the rest of his time at Hogwarts and deduct as many house points as he saw fit along with mind raping the brat, and who cared what the law says. The Potter brat deserved every bit of torture he could throw at the boy.
Severus looked around his classroom and saw several potions that gone bad and several potion ingredients that were stored in glass jars destroyed. He didn't care what his classroom looked like as he left with his cloak billowing behind him. He would clean up later, but right now he needed to speak with Albus and find the Potter brat to punish him and his whore if he could find them. Severus came up the stairs after a five minute walk from his classroom and looked around. He growled and flung his cloak around storming off to the headmaster's office seeing that several portraits were off their resting places on the wall. He was going to find out what the hell happened before he went to find Potter and his whores. They were going to feel Severus's wrath come hell or high water…
(…Early Start Of Summer Vacation; Thursday, May 28, 2014: Crawley, Hampstead Garden Suburbs Number 18: Potter Manor, The Dragons Den…)
The magical golden shockwaves that circled the earth had done some damages but nothing to extreme. A few over turned cars, a few blown-out windows and a few power outages were all the muggles had to deal with. Back inside 'The Dragon's Den' Harry slowly awoke with a warm body pressed up against him. He realized that it was his beautiful wife Hermione that was using him as her personal body pillow. Harry brushed a few strands of her cool-brown hair away from her face and kissed her forehead. He didn't know how long he was asleep for after their passionate and somewhat hard sex making love to each other, but it was fantastic. Harry didn't even know what time it was, however nature was calling and he needed the loo. Trying to not waken his first wife Hermione up, he got free from her grip and walked directly to their bathroom. He felt sticky and decided to take a quick shower since Hermione was asleep. He ran the hot water and stepped inside letting the hot water cascade down his body while he thought about his other wives. He wondered if making love to them would be just as pleasurable as it was with Hermione. Once he felt clean and shut off the water stepping out he smirked to himself and thought. 'One conquest down, ten more to go.' Harry walked out of the bathroom and saw Hermione sitting up holding a bedsheet across her chest.
She had a smile that could have been classified from ear to ear. "Hhhuuummm… That was fantastic honey. Care to repeat that performance? I don't think I had enough yet." She said opening the bedsheet showing Harry her perfect 36 Double-D tits and shapely naked body. Harry gave Hermione a mischievous look walking back over to their bed while speaking. "Why Mrs. Potter. Are you trying to seduce me again?" He asked 's eyes brightened as she giggled a bit. "Hhhuuummm…. Maybe?" She responded and this caused Harry to jump onto their bed. He was laying on top of Hermione with a loving smile as he spoke. "Your beautiful Jeanie. Not just your physical looks, but your brains. I love every part of what makes you who you are." Harry told her. "Care to prove that Mr. Potter." She asked with love dancing in her bright hazel-brown eyes for the man she really loves. Hermione started to giggle as another round of sex between them started….
{…Author's Final Message…}
And so ends A NEW LIFE FOR HARRY POTTER (The Extended Version Of) Chapter 5: Face Your Demons Hermione My Love: Part 2 Of A Potter's Wrath…. I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter. I have had comments on Hermione being called a Kitsune (Fox-girl) over a Nekomusume (Cat-girl). I want to point out that they are of course correct. Cats and Foxes are related in the feline family. But I think with Hermione's tail being all bushy with her ears, she fits more towards a Kitsune then a Neko. Besides I do think it sounds a lot better in the story. Harry's spending spree in the electronic store is basic. £58,000 is a lot, but £8,000 of it went into buying the 240 Blu-ray Movies at £40.00 each. I converted the British pound into the US Dollar, so if my math isn't correct, please let me know. £8,000 is $10,340.40 by the united states standard right now.
I now need to ask a request. You see, I have used the polling options several times with no luck on answers. So I will set the question here. Since this is a mini-series leading up to Harry and his family returning to Hogwarts. I need at least a few of Harry's wives to have their own issues that they need to face. The fight scenes for Draco and Ron are still in place along with Gringotts. I need at least three of Harry's wives to face their own troubles with Harry. More is okay if you think it would help. The choices are the following:
(A) Heiress Daphne Lenora Greengrass. (B) Heiress Katie Veronica Bell. (C) Heiress Penelope Hope Clearwater. (D) Heiress Padma Devina Patil.
(E) Heiress Parvati Divya Patil. (F) Heiress Fleur Isabelle Delacour. (G) Heiress Nymphadora Alyssa Tonks. (H) Heiress Susan Marlene Bones.
(I) Heiress Narcissa Cheyenne Black. (J) Heiress Angela Carmen Zabini.
Please send me a PM with your choice and if possible what kind of issue the girls would have to face. I will be adding Blaise Zabini and Neville Longbottom in a few chapters to face their own set of challenges with their wives sometime in the future, I just haven't figured out when. If you see anything missing in the chapter please feel free and PM me pointing it out and I will correct it as fast as I can. Harry spoke a bit of French thanks to his connection to Fleur. This is what he had said:
French: (C'est un plaisir de rencontrer une belle jeune femme comme vous.)
English Translation: "It is a pleasure to meet a fine young lady such as yourself."
Well that's all from me for now. I'll see you all next time in the next chapter, and Remember: Read, Follow, Favorite, and Review!