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Mrs. J.K., I got lost in the multiverse called Fan Fiction Net. There are so many stories and so little time to read them all. It made me forget to write my own… OK, I was lazy for a bit; sue me.

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I coolly looked at her, "Girl, you live here rent-free, and even the food you eat is free. I reckon you have plenty of spending money of your own. Besides, Harry is my Godson. I like the girls. You and Tonks are… meh."

19 Yule or Christmas?

Tonks protested, "What do you mean with Meh? We are two first-class Witches, thank you very much! We had a lot of marriage offers from prominent Houses!"

I looked at her, "And yet here you are, single and mooching from your Uncle. Those offers were probably from some old men who wanted to relive their long-past youth. Or… do you want me to look for a husband Nym? I bet I can write a contract for you."

Tonks's head snapped up, "Don't you dare to do that, Sirius! I'll set mum on you if you do."

Taylor giggled, "You are right, Harry. Tonks's hair acts like a mood ring. Oh, relax, Uncle Siri. We knew about Magic at the end of August, and we don't care either way."

Tina nodded, "Dobby spilled the beans months ago, and Aunty Cissy is not exactly skilled at hiding it."

I called out, "Dobby?" A nervous Dobby popped in, I asked, "Dobby, when did you show yourself to the girls?"

Dobby was pulling on his ears, "It be a week before Master Harry leaves to Hogwarts, Master Siri. Mistresses called for Dobby, and Dobby had to obey. Did Dobby do bad? Does Dobby has to punish himself?"

Taylor shouted, "No! You don't have to punish yourself, Dobby!" A bit calmer, she continued, "Harry told you to look after us and you did a great job of it. Maybe he should have told you not to show yourself to us, but that is not your fault."

Tina explained, "We wanted to test if it was real, so we called for a House elf when we were talking about Magic in my room. Dobby showed himself and said Master Harry ordered him to look out for us."

At that moment, Cristina and Ariana came into the room and spotted Dobby. "The secret is out, I suppose?" asked Ariana. When Tina and Taylor nodded, she called out, "That is great! Penny! Kreacher! We wanted for a long time to tell you officially that you both are the best elves one can wish for. Uncle Siri is a lucky guy to have you."

Jones was the first to come to her senses, "This is a major breach of the Statute of Secrecy! How are we going to handle this?"

Christina held her hand up while she sat next to Taylor. "You won't handle a thing, Miss Jones. Your Boss, Amelia Bones, knows we are Normals and doesn't care about it. Besides, we are dating Heir Potter, who happens to be a wizard who likes four stunning, beautiful normal girls."

I ended the discussion, "The Statute of Secrecy is not breached for as long as they have a relationship with Harry. I discussed it with Amelia and she agreed on it. We knew they were Mug… Normals, now they know we are Magicals. In the end, nothing major has changed."

Harry smiled, "I happen to like those four stunning, beautiful, normal girls a lot. Hermione, Daphne, Tracey, and Luna like them too."

Harry put an arm around Tina's shoulder and pulled her closer to give her a peck on her cheek, "Too bad, I was going to invite the Aunties to come shopping with us; we will have to do our shopping without them."

Harry grinned and stage whispered, "Hey Tina, did you know I have a Trust Fund that tops itself off yearly to 20,000 Galleons? Just for spending money, that is about 270£ pocket money a day. It is not the 500£ a day from Siri last Summer, but I am sure we will think of something."

Tina giggled, "We will manage, Harry. We will have to think of new ways to keep ourselves busy. I bet you have some ideas, too."

Cristina sighed, "It must be fun, being rich."

Harry got serious, "You only appreciate it when you experience it from the other side. Draco, Theo, and Pansy got a preview of what being poor would be like and changed their behavior completely. I almost like them now. They are still bigots, but more tempered ones."

Tonks got her wits back online, "Wait, you have 20,000 Galleons pocket money a year? That is almost ten times what I make as an Auror!"

Harry shrugged, "Nope, Siri is investing half of it in the Normal world. My Account Manager approved it after he saw the first results. Siri is investing my complete Trust Fund from House Black in the Normal World, too."

Tonks was slack-jawed, "You have TWO Trust Funds?" she looked at me, "Is that true?"

I shrugged, "He is my Heir Primary; of course, he has a Trust Fund. House Black can do no less than House Potter, so I set him up with an annual 20,000 Galleons, too. We agreed to invest it for him, though."

Jones patted Tonk's back, "Relax, Tonks, now we don't have to feel bad about mooching him anymore. He can afford it."

I protested, "Hey! Harry is earning more money with his pocket money than the both of you earn in a year! And you don't have anything to complain about Nym, or did you forget that you have a Trust Fund, too?" Hmm, by the look on her face, she didn't know... "Oh, crap, I forgot to tell you that."

Tonks eyes almost popped out of their sockets, "I have one, too? I am Rich? Hestia! We can finally do whatever we want!"

I calmed her down, "Hold it, Nym! You are not rich, and you still need that job of yours. I am not catering to lazy slobs. You have to contribute to House Black or the money well will dry up. Andy got her Dowry and the back pay of all those years she was out of House Black, and you got all the allowances you missed over the years, the same amount Draco got from House Black."

Tonks glared at me, "Why didn't I get an Account statement from Gringotts?"

I shrugged, "Trust Funds get monthly statements when Galleons are deposited or withdrawn. Otherwise, they send a quarterly report, one that will arrive on New Year. Besides, you need to visit Gringotts to officially take possession of that Vault now that you are of age… hmm, I forgot to tell you that too. It must have been all those pranks you wanted to try out on me that made me forget it."

Yeah, they did not stop trying to prank me, not the full-blown pranks, but the small, subtle ones they released on me. Payback is a bitch; it was not that they lacked food or clothes because of it; they ate at my table and let Penny shop for new clothes.

Harry finished his breakfast and stood up, "I am going shopping for presents for Daphne, Tracey, Luna, and Hermione with the girls. This afternoon, I will do the reverse and shop with Daphne, Tracey, Luna, and Hermione for Taylor, Tina, Cristina, and Ariana."

I looked up, "Don't forget that you have to visit your mansion today, Harry. Tapsy needs your approval for the Yule celebration and to discuss the guests you have invited for it."

Harry looked at me with puppy eyes, "Are you coming too, Siri?"

I shook my head. "Nope. Daphne, Tracey, and Luna helped you organize it. It is in their and your hands. You don't have to worry about it. Tapsy did it for many years. Follow her advice, and you can not go wrong."

Harry looked at his girls, "You are coming too, I hope?"

Taylor nodded, "Of course, we come along. Daphne explained what Yule is all about to us. It is not much different from Christmas, only that Yule is on 21 December and Christmas on the 25th. We are curious about your mansion, though."

Xxxxx

I saw them leave the room. Tonks turned to me and asked, "Why didn't you tell me about my Trust Fund?"

I smiled at her, "Because it was funny? I postponed telling you a day longer for every prank you tried to pull on me. Like accidentally tripping and dragging me down with you, or brushing your tits at my back when Amy is in front of me and you hand her some papers, need I say more?"

Jones scoffed, "As if you did not enjoy it too; I bet you have a boner now just by looking at us. All men want to have a piece of us and fantasize about shagging us."

I shook my head, "Nope, Jones. I remember Nym being born. I practiced changing nappies on her, babysat her, and played with her and Harry. I love Nym as the little girl she used to be in my memory. In my mind, I still see that six-year-old girl riding on Padfoot's back at James's home."

I turned to Jones, "There is no boner for you either. You are Nym's age. To me, it is ten years up and ten years down to have a relationship with me. Nym is thirteen, and you are twelve years younger than me; that would make me feel like a cradle robber. Besides, I have enough pussy to sate my needs."

Nym tried to be funny, "Let it go, Hestia; Uncle Siri is into older women; he can't handle two athletic, sexy women like us."

I grinned, "You forgot who kicked both your butts last month during the match Rookies versus Director Bones. What was the score again? Rookies zero and Director Bones ten?"

Nym groaned, "Don't remind me of it; William, with his big mouth, just had to challenge Old Bones and drag us in with him. They will bring that up for decades."

Never underestimate Amelia Bones! She is a Hellion with a wand and is not afraid to use it. She used some dirty tricks to win. She flipped the girls' skirts and used the men's distraction to disarm them. The girls were more focused on putting their skirts down and forgot all about the fight. It was an easy victory.

I finished my plate and stood up, "I have a meeting in thirty minutes. I'll be in my office for the rest of the day. Have fun."

Xxxxx

Paperwork, the bane of a wealthy Lord… what? You don't feel pity for me? Well, I would not either. Billius Weasley and I were going over the plans for next year. I have some extra spending money that I found in abandoned mansions and plan to spend it in the Muggle World.

Rockwood, Dolohov, Lestrange, and Travers were hoarders. Their abandoned mansions were loaded with goodies. They had no use for it, being in Azkaban and all, so I confiscated the lot before I torched the place down.

Don't worry; I have a solid alibi. I was fucking Amelia each time it happened. Who would have thought that Dobby could show initiative? That, and a House Black Time Turner. The Travers kid, you ask? He got kicked out of Hogwarts for a good reason. We won't miss him. Anyway, Gringotts was happy to exchange the gold for Muggle money and deposit it into my Barclay account.

Billius summarized, "The permits for the houses next door came through. We start on them after the new year. NR Eleven will function as your Muggle house and NR Thirteen as the seat of your company. Ten houses are ready to be sold, and a dozen are bought and prepared to be flipped."

Billius looked worried, "Are you sure you want to spend that kind of money on that apartment building? That is a huge change from houses to that large building."

I nodded, "Castor inspected the building; the only downside to it is the location. That is easily fixed with wards against bad intentions in the street. The building needs some new electricity and plumbing, a reparo on the radiators, walls, and ceilings, and a bit of paint. Ah, and a facelift on the elevators. But that is for the second half of next year. Don't worry about the money, I still have plenty of it. Now, look at this list and tell me what you make of it…"

Xxxxx

Harry came home from his shopping trip, exchanged the girls for his witches, and left for another shopping trip. The girls went upstairs to the Computer room and waited for Harry and his witches to return from their shopping trip, happy to know they were buying presents for them.

The downside of being on the same team is that Nym and Jones have the same off-duty days as me. So they are bugging me most of the time like annoying relatives can do. My sluts are spending quality time with their kids, so I am stuck with the two bitches. We had lunch with the girls, the bitches, Billius, and me, while Harry was out with his witches.

Jones asked, "Are you girls not jealous of the others? They spent a lot of time with Harry at his school."

Christina shrugged, "Why would we be jealous? At the moment they are shopping to buy presents for us, as we did for them. They have the Magic World. We have the normal one. And we have lots of fun when we are together."

Jones tried to push some buttons, "Will he be able to satisfy all of you? Eight girls is a lot to keep happy, isn't it?"

Christina narrowed her eyes at Jones, "I bet you have experience with keeping a girl happy without a bloke, isn't it, Jones? Tonks, and you don't need a bloke to be happy, not by the sound that came from your room last Saturday."

I grinned, "Oh? Juicy gossip? Do tell to Uncle Siri."

Nym interrupted, "No telling to Uncle Siri! He should look at himself for a juicy secret. He got plenty of them."

Nym turned to Billius, "Are you married, Mr Weasley? Are you, by chance, related to Charley Weasley? His father is Arthur Weasley, and his mother is Molly Prewitt."

Billius nodded, "Arthur is an older cousin of mine. I am not married yet, but I am dating a girl, yes. I stopped visiting Arthur when I noticed Molly was uncomfortable with me around and let it show. I saw the kids occasionally when Arthur came visiting."

I chuckled, "That's Molly, alright. She's always ready to spout her opinion about everyone and everything and think she knows best."

Jones asked, "What is it that you do for Lord Black?"

Billius looked at me and answered when I shrugged, "I lead his construction company. We buy old houses and renovate them, then we sell them."

I commented, "I am responsible for House Black. Our fortune must increase, so instead of spending it all on trivia, I invest my money in different projects; this is one of many."

Harry returned with his witches in the early afternoon and prepared to leave for his mansion. The poor bloke has double trouble, eight girlfriends, all high maintenance, and in need of attention. Twenty minutes later, all nine left for Potter Mansion to prepare for Yule.

Xxxxx

Yule! The Pagan Christmas, or the other way around. Who copied who? Meh, who cares. We arrived at Potter Manor just after lunch, that is, Tonks, Jones and I. Amy came with Susan, Cissy with Draco, Eleanor with Theo, and Aretha with her Pansy.

The girls and witches have been here since this morning to help with everything, mostly watching the elves do their jobs. The Grangers, Greengrasses, Davis, and Lovegood were discussing the kids when I joined them. I smiled, "Happy Yule, everyone."

Cyrus responded, "For you too, Sirius. Tell me, is it true you let Harry and his girlfriends organize this by themselves?"

I nodded, "With Daphne, Tracey, and Luna knowing all of our traditions and Tapsy having experience preparing for it, it was not an impossible task. I bet they bonded over it."

Daniel Granger nodded, "They had a lot of fun, alright. Hermione learned a lot about Wicca and compared it with our religion. She decided to embrace both ways. Not that we care for it; we are not religious enough to go on a crusade for our beliefs."

Bernard Davis pointed to the girls, "It surprised me that those four stuck with Harry. I would have thought they drifted apart after a few months."

"They visited my place every weekend and kept in contact with Harry and your daughters with letters," I commented, "Cissy is fond of those girls, and I am too; they lighten up the place."

Xeno chuckled, "And they obviously know about Magic and are not troubled by it."

Cyrus asked, "How did they find out about it? Your house being Magical, was that it?"

I shrugged, "Possible. They told me they were discussing Magic at home and called out to our House Elf to see if it was true. Dobby was ordered by Harry to look after those girls, and he showed himself to them when they called."

I smiled, "I like those girls. Cissy loves them too. We probably never have any daughters, so they fill the void. Ah, Augusta arrived with Neville and the Abbots."

Xxxxx

I put myself in the background and let the kids have their moment. We were impressed with how they organized the celebration. Slowly, the groups merged with each other. Neville joined Harry with Hannah and Susan, Tracey and Daphne pulled Pansy closer, and then Harry called out to Draco and Theo to help chop the logs.

Cissy stood next to me and commented, "Now that Draco knows that his hate and disgust were triggered by a mind-altering spell, he changed. He talked to me a lot lately. I hope after today, Harry and Draco are… at least not enemies anymore. It hurt him to know Severus allowed Dumbledore to do that to him, his Godson."

Eleanor said, "Theo changed his opinion, too. Knowing his uncle is capable of such treason on top of those mind-altering spells hurt him. This year will be a pivoting year for all of us."

Aretha growled, "I wish I could drag Dumbledore and Snape back from Hell so I can kill them myself. They ruined so many lives it is atrocious."

She looked at me, "Flint and Pucey are not happy with you, Siri. Watch your back, or they might stick a knife in it. Lately, they have been talking to Selwyn, Gibson, and Rowle. Anastasia, Gibson's wife, told me so. That poor woman has it hard with that creep."

Eleanor nodded, "Something has to be done. He became more violent from the moment their business lost its clients. The poor girl can hardly cover up her bruises."

I looked thoughtful, "Yes, something has to be done."

I watched the boys cut the trees, remove the branches, and cut the trunk in two. Harry's witches levitated the trunks of the girls to the pyre and then did the same with their own logs.

When I went to the bathroom, I called out, "Dobby? Prepare for tonight, Gibson and Selwyn. I will speak to you later."

Dobby's eyes got a mad shine, "They be bad ones, Master Doggy. Dobby will prepare." and Dobby popped away.

Xxxxx

When the logs were set on the pyre, we discussed the hunt. Bernard chuckled, "Tracey wanted us to start a hunt because it is a Yule tradition. I don't know about you, but I was not looking forward to chasing an animal on a horse. It has been years I sat on one."

Xeno said, "I can top that. My Luna talked about slaughtering an animal as a sacrifice to the old Gods and was considering a cow or a deer. She asked me about painless methods to kill the animal or to get the prey from our hunt."

I thought about it and speculated, "I think they wanted to mess with our minds because we were teasing them too much. Harry asked me for books about Yule bonding rituals for covens."

Augusta commented, "It pleases me to see the young ones want to keep the old traditions. Too often, the old ways were linked to the Dark faction and labeled as evil, something Dumbledore was responsible for. Oh, I hate that man and what he did to our children."

Veronica Greengrass said, "Yule was discussed in the History class, said Daphne. All the rites and traditions from the continent and Britain. A lot of Muggleborns were interested. Is there going to be a wizarding customs class, or is it brushed off again?"

Cissy answered, "The new staff had to be integrated first. Deputy Headmistress Durand asked for a delay until she was through auditing the ledgers to see if there was enough money for it. McGonagall made a mess of it."

"Not as big of a mess Dumbledore left behind in the Wizengamot and the ICW," said Cyrus, "Sirius's lawyers are doing a great job revising all the laws Dumbledore pushed through."

"I should hope so," I said. I pay them enough for it. Now that the Dark and Light factions realize how we were played with, they will mellow down a bit and see reason for once."

Daniel Granger asked, "Have there been more incidents in Hogsmeade? We were shocked when we read about those two students."

I shook my head. "No, we doubled our patrols on Hogsmeade weekends. After Healer Fenwick removed all mind-altering spells on the students, the mentality in the school changed for the better. We saw a lot of students from different houses mingle, more than usual."

Amy added, "To prevent future troubles, St Mungos appointed a mind healer in Hogwarts to follow Slytherin students and guide them back to normal… for as far as it is possible. Our Aurors have a list of Slytherin graduates to keep an eye on. Some sought help on their own, with some their Lord forced them to."

Xxxxx

The Yule celebration was a success, it was for me. The kids stayed for a sleepover. Tonks and Jones stayed, too, as chaperons. Cissy, Amy, Eleanor, and Aretha came home with me. It was a good night, a long, satisfying night.

I sat alone at the breakfast table. The sluts needed their rest. I recalled what happened that night. After shagging my sluts into submission, I went to the bathroom, where Dobby gave me my time turner. Seven turns were enough; I gave the time turner back to Dobby and prepared my dungeon while Dobby went out to collect Gibson.

A few minutes later, Gibson popped in. A stunner, portkey, and Apparating wards made escape impossible. After a strip search, a vial of Draught of the Living Death was spelled in his stomach. When the potion took effect, I stored him in my honeycomb wall with the rest. Nope, I don't do speeches or gloating anymore; it is useless anyway.

A bit later, Selwyn came in and followed the same route as Gibson. Dobby commented, "They be at a party at Bad Flint. Dobby tells Mipsy how to be free, and Master Doggy will take Mipsy in his Family," Dobby looked me in the eyes, "Dobby promised Mipsy."

I smiled at his serious face. "Dobby, even when you promise it to ten Elves, I will accept it because you asked. You wanted to save Harry; that makes you my hero."

Ten minutes later, I hired Mipsy. Twenty minutes later I hired Polly. Thirty minutes later I hired Nappy. Hmm, I think I shot myself in the foot.