This is the eighteenth one-shot of a series of one-shots where I will write one Harry Potter weight gain one-shot for every day of the month of October.

The prompt list itself is right here, credit to fffandever on Furaffinity: https/view/58049281/

So here is the eighteenth day's one shot, with the prompt, "Elation".

Happy As A Harry

October 31st, 1997

5:45 PM BST

Weasley Expanding Tent, Forest of Dean, England

In the Forest of Dean, Hermione and Harry were in a western style standoff against Ron. Both Hermione and Harry looked tired and emaciated as they called out to a healthy looking Ron, who held up his wand. The three were out on a mission to destroy the horcruxes left by Voldemort for Dumbledore. Although rather than being in the middle of a duel, they were trying to convince their closest friend to not leave them for dead.

"Ron! You can't go!" Hermione called out to Ron.

"Shut up! You don't know what I'm going through, I have a family to worry about!" Ron said, jabbing at Hermione obliviating her parents and Harry's orphan status as usual.

"Ron, this is for the greater good of England!" Harry yelled back as he held a wand up to block any potential curses.

"Fuck the greater good! My good is the most important!" Ron yelled out in anger.

"The sooner we find those things we can go back and help your family!" Hermione said, pleading him not to go as she fell onto her knees.

"Oh close your legs you mudblood! You two snog enough behind my back as is!" Ron said as he apparated away with a crack..

The air was silent and the tone was tense enough you could spoon it up and eat it.

"I-I can't believe it…" Harry said, stunned.

"He's gone… he's really gone!" Hermione said with a look of excitement in her eyes.

She threw her arms around Harry and kissed him on the lips, Harry excitedly returning the favor. So what if Ron was right about them dating behind his and Ginny's back, she dumped Harry's ass before the hunt and the two of them in the tent weren't together. The two pulled apart, Hermione seeing stars after their first kiss in weeks, but they then ran off to the tent. Inside, Hermione rummaged through her bag and pulled out a muggle boomerang.

"Your parents are pretty smart people." Harry said.

"Yes indeed they are." Hermione said as she held the boomerang.

Hermione's parents Wendell and Monica are smart people, just like their daughter. When she gave them the silent treatment for a week after she came home for the summer, that in of itself an odd occurrence since she's gone to Hogwarts, they figured something was up. Fortunately, Wendell saw Hermione aiming her wand to obliviate them and broke the damned thing with a table lamp. After threatening to not take it to be repaired without telling them what was going on, Hermione spilled the beans about everything at Hogwarts as she cried, wanting them to be safe. The Grangers were understandably pissed at what was kept from them, however, they were savvy enough to come up with an escape plan.

"I can't believe the entire Order bought the, 'I obliviated my parents!' story without checking." Harry said, knowing they had people watching the Dursleys.

"Well my parents are muggles, so they don't matter in their eyes. None of them even considered to look into muggle methods of leaving such as by airplane." Hermione said as she extended the boomerang for Harry to get.

"Well it's another reason I'm glad we'll be leaving this shithole to the wolves." Harry said as he grabbed on.

"I bet you that Ron will join the death eaters with how much of a leech he is." Harry said.

"Hmm, no, he's far too useless for them." Hermione said back.

"Loser buys the other a Butterbeer when we find out?" Harry asked.

"You're on." Hermione said.

The way the Grangers saw it, Harry was being prepped to become some sort of sacrificial figure for ending the war. The public distrusted him when Voldemort was returning and amassing power, Dumbledore could have done things as a government official to stop this slander but didn't. The next time that something bad happens it will be Harry Potter who has to be the scapegoat and clean it up for them. So the Grangers planned to move to Australia and search for a place there to live, they held the receiver of the portkey that Hermione and Harry now held in their hands.

"Let's light this candle" Harry said as Hermione touched the boomerang with her wand.

The two spun rapidly in circles and vanished, leaving behind the Weasley tent for any snatchers to find.

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December 3rd, 2010

2:00 PM AWST

Granger Household, Castaway Cove, Australia.

Death Eater General Ron Weasley apparated into strange foreign territory when he and his squadron used the deluminator. Upon finding his family, Ronald was dismayed to learn that they were killed in a death eater raid with Bill's slag of a wife Fleur as the lone survivor. Enraged, he killed the whore and her daughter before being welcomed into the Death Eaters. Turns out they weren't so bad, they knew women should do whatever they said and that wizards are leagues better than filthy muggles. Ronald watched as the dark lord conquered England and reaped the benefits, such as his three slave-wives, but now he was given a new task.

Find and eliminate Harry Potter.

It was rather easy to find him, he used the Deluminator entrusted into him by Dumbledore incase Hermione ever nagged his ear off or something and he had to leave. Surely, this would be fine for him to use to kill them, so long as it was for the greater good of Ron. Voldemort promised him some of Harry's apparent fortune so long as he complete this task, better than the crucios he's received.

"Where the bloody hell are we?" Ron asked in full Death Eater regalia.

"No idea sir, shall we scope the area?" Another masked Death Eater asked.

"No, Potter should be around here somewhere." Ron said angrily, wondering where he could be.

"Uhh maybe in there?" A death eater asked, pointing out a muggle beach house.

"Hmph, it'll be worth a shot. At least to get information… If not, we can just kill the muggles and keep what's inside." Ron said grumpily.

The death eaters walked to the house and cast an alohomora after 4 tries from Ron, but nothing happened. The door opened up from the other side and the death eaters were absolutely gobsmacked by what they saw. It was a HUGE muggle woman with brown bushy hair and fair skin, she had lines under her eyes from aging but wore a bikini that would be better suited for a woman half her age and well over 1/3rd the size. Her breasts were a Z-Cup that strained against her struggling top, her belly hung like a massive apron and nearly touched the floor, and her ass stuck out a good two feet behind her fatty back. She was too wide to fit through the door, so she was on the other side looking up at them with a tray of cookies in her hands.

"Oh! Company, come in, come in, help yourselves." Monica Granger said, offering them cookies.

"Where's Harry Potter you muggle filth!" Yelled a death eater.

"Hmm?… are you friends of Harry? I should have thought so because of the sticks." Monica said as she pointed at the wands.

"Shut it you whale, now where is he?!" Ron said, grabbing a few cookies.

Monica led them inside, her ass cheeks moving up and down as she waddled down the hallway. All the death eaters cringed as her butt cheeks went up and down like a jiggling seesaw. As Ron ate the cookies, the Monica led them to a living room where the fattest man any of them had seen was resting on a couch. He was eating multiple burgers as his belly rested on the floor, his chest having moobs the size of watermelons that heaved up and down as he ate. His hips and ass took up a good two-thirds of the couch while being constricted by a muggle speedo. The man looked over at the cringing wizards and his wife.

"Monica? What's going on?" The brown haired man asked as he shoved a burger in his mouth.

"Well Wendell, these seem to be some of Harry and Hermione's genie friends." Monica said.

"We're wizards! Not genies!" A death eater yelled.

"You know where Granger is huh? Bring her over! She's mine!" Ron said angrily.

Both granger parents looked at eachother.

"Are you SURE you want that?" Monica asked.

"Yes I'm bloody sure! She's to be my sex slave just like I was promised!" Ron said, stomping his feet in anger at his wand not working.

"Hmm, suit yourself." Monica said as she grabbed her husband's arms.

About 10 minutes after the exhausting task of getting Wendell off the sofa, the two waddled down the hallway and started talking.

"So, if you must know, -huff!- we're Hermione's parents. We're not -huff!- a fan of all the secrets you wizards -huff!- keep…" Monica said as she leaned against a handrail to waddle.

"Yes, we'd have -huff!- liked to know our daughter was petrified for a -huff!- year and you gave her a dangerous Time Machine. -huff!- Or even the fact that you had -huff!- a holocaust of normal people being killed by -huff!- racists." Dan said as he walked down the hall, dripping with sweat.

"You muggles deserve nothing but death!" A death eater yelled as he walked past a picture of Hermione hugging her parents when they returned.

All the death eaters yelled out in agreement as they passed other pictures. Pictures of Harry and Hermione with beer bellies as they were on an outback safari, Hermione ecstatic as she got to hold a wombat. Pictures of them fatter at 400lbs and struggling to stay outside in the sun as they are from coolers and melted ice cream cones on the beach. Pictures of them at easily 1000 lbs watching television while their fattened up, but smaller than they are now, parents cooked for them. They soon came across a massive door in the back of the hall.

"Well here we are…" Wendell said as he grabbed onto a switch.

"By the way, there are anti-magic wards all around this neighborhood. Your illegal apparition has been recorded and sent to the Australian magical police." Monica said as she grabbed onto another switch and pulled.

Before Ron could yell out obscenities he and his men were crushed under a tidal wave of ass fat. Their screams were quickly muffled under the vast amount of white adipose. The granger parents smiled as they rode up the elevator next to them. The elevator took them to a Pavillion where the two single largest humans on earth lived, their daughter Hermione and her husband Harry.

After starving themselves on the hunt, the two discovered a new appreciation for food and indulged in it constantly. When it became an issue for them after becoming fat, they tried and utterly failed at losing weight by downspiraling all four of their figures. Harry and Hermione had reached immobility about three years ago and since then were relocated to this room that would make it easier for them to be fed, cleaned, and any other problems that were too difficult for the two Granger parents. Who likewise were getting another one of these rooms built into the magically expanded house so they wouldn't have to worry about when they inevitably got that big. Monica hit a button and it caused a complicated piping system to shut off momentarily as a pair of pumps lifted out of the mouths of the two blobs.

Each of the two were 5,000lbs of immobilized blob, with numerous potions in their system to aid with things such as their health and libido. The two fatasses were pressed against eachother belly first, with a massive potion-enhanced erection snaking into Hermione's pussy 24/7, seven days a week so they wouldn't have to worry about celibacy at their size. Hermione gasped for air as a fattening calorie dense formula spilt on her many chins, she looked over at her parents and smiled, any sense of modesty going when she became too big to wipe her own arse. Harry likewise smiled at his in-laws, but was slightly irritated by being interrupted before another orgasm would happen: usually perpetrated by their mutually expanding bodies' sending vibrations to their genitals.

"Hey daddy -pants- what happened?" Hermione asked, she tried to wave but her arms, hands, and fingers have atrophied into fat storage.

"Your old mate Ron came by, seems he's joined up with those magical bigots you told us about." Wendell said.

"Damn, -pants- I guess I owe Harry a butter -pants- beer." Hermione said, having lost their bet.

"Meh, water under -pants- the bridge. Besides, one butterbeer -pants- won't satiate me anyways.~" Harry said greedily.

"Oh you know -pants- just how to turn me on~… Where is he anyways?" Hermione asked, struggling to look around her blubber-bloated neck.

"Oh, he's smothered under Harry's rear until the police arrive." Monica said as she ate some crisps.

"The door opened? -pants- That explains the jiggling from the back end…" Harry said as his ass still jiggled after.

"Oh Harry!~ Mum, give us more food! I want to fuck him so hard right now!" Hermione said as she shook as much as she could, making Harry moan.

The Grangers looked at eachother, smiled, and fulfilled their daughter's request. The noses lowered back down as Harry and Hermione drank to their fatty little hearts' content. They also had sex, their entire bodies jiggling like jello in an earthquake but that's besides the point: usually it was more tame. Perhaps Harry really wanted to rub it into Ron's face by grinding him into the flooring under his arse. The police would be by soon enough so hopefully one of them had a Jack to lift up Harry's rear end.

It might be strange to have to explain all this to the police, but with their daughter's look of elation on her face living like this every day? They knew it was the right call…