Hey everyone and welcome back, glad to see this got interest and hope it continues to.
So, looking over this I had multiple routes that I could have gone, and I am going with this one.
In the future, I may do the other possible routes as individual fics (just all starting from chapter 1) but for now gonna just worry about this one.
As for what this one is: not telling fully. I will say this Harry leans more towards the grey side of things so he's not above using underhanded methods and tactics or even immoral things to get what he needs or wants, which is Voldemort dead and their people growing again. He's not the villain or a bad guy, but he's not the shining example either. He won't be dark or cruel just because he can, he's just done playing nice and losing out so much.
So, this is a harem fic with a Harry that has more power and knowledge than before, how and why will be revealed later on.
For said harem, got a lot of options and not sure on all of them, especially since some women Harry will have fun with and others he may claim but they're not going to be girlfriends/wives for him, but at the same time they will belong to him.
Like with all my fics, I'm trying to change up the pairings and how they come about.
That should be it, let's get the show in the road.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or anything that is affiliated with, connected to, or part of it's universe, workings, or whatnot. I also don't own anything from things I may put into this as we go since this could become a full crossover or it may stay isolated, not sure what yet.
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CHAPTER 2: TAKING STEPS
GRIMMAULD PLACE
Harry stared at Dumbledore, who had a look of shock on his face. "H-Harry, how did-" Dumbledore started and Harry sighed.
"That... has to do with what happened yesterday, sir, as well as what happened that night as well." Harry stated as he leaned back and looked at the headmaster. "Here's what happened."
Outside of said room, Fred and George were frowning as their extendable ears weren't working on the door, no matter how hard they tried. "Give it up, lads, Albus likely sealed the room tight to have that conversation with Potter in case anything sensitive was discussed." Moody commented as he ate a sausage link after running some spells over it to check if it was safe.
"Darn." The twins sighed as they pulled the ears back and sat there.
"It's not like Harry won't tell us what's going on anyway." Hermione commented since she knew her best friend, or at least thought she did.
"I'd not bet on it, Hermione." Sirius commented as he calmly ate making her look at him in confusion. "You may have missed it because he's your friend and you were worried about him, but I saw something in his eyes. Something I hadn't seen there before and had only seen in his parents' eyes before." Sirius commented making her frown.
"What?" She asked and Sirius smiled a bit.
"Resolve. Whatever happened in the Wizengamot chambers, it hardened Harry and made him decide to do something about the state of affairs in the world. Someone doesn't get that resolve and desire and not change from how they were before that." Sirius explained softly as he drank some coffee.
"But he's still Harry." Hermione argued and Sirius nodded.
"Yes, he is, but you need to adjust to the idea that he's not the same Harry he was before. He's seen death multiple times now, Hermione. He's nearly died multiple times as well. He's had the government turn against him. And that's all not counting what he survived with the Dursleys." Sirius commented with his anger being heard clearly at the mention of the Dursleys.
Hermione frowning heavily and the Twins even looking angry was enough to tell how they felt about it, "Going through all of that, I can only assume that Harry kept it bottled up for who knows how long whether because he didn't want to deal with it or it felt too painful to deal with it. When he unleashed all that anger, pain, and frustration, it likely took a load off of his mind and magic and possibly forced a maturity onto him and he could have gained clarity following that." Sirius commented as he sat there.
"For us magicals, it's more than psychological problems when we bottle things up for far too long, our magic can and will tap into it and be affected by it in some way, sometimes in ways that are hazardous to our own health. It's how an Obscurus can be made as the magic latches onto the bottled up emotions and pain and feeds on it and basically lets the magical suppress it with those emotions until it takes a life of it's own and then lashes out. In all honesty, it's a good thing Potter vented when he did. Too many more years of him being like that and we'd have a real problem." Moody informed as he had seen much of that happening in the world after Grindelwald's fall and wondered if some of the Ministries weren't trying to recreate Credence Barebone's potential as he was an out of control Obscurus who suddenly gained control and became a major powerhouse, then the power started to take a massive toll on him.
Still, Moody wouldn't put it past many to try and do such a thing again.
A powerful weapon that had a time limit of use was still a powerful weapon in their possession.
It was why Moody had made suggestions to Amelia and Albus both to increase the use of mind healers for all Aurors and even pushed for it to be for students after the back to back levels of shit that had been happening at Hogwarts the past few years.
Blocked in part by greedy bastards and fools all since they didn't want to waste the money on what wasn't considered medical issues.
"I've tried to get Harry to open up, but he's always been resistant." Hermione commented idly.
"That's likely from things the Dursleys did to him, Hermione. I'd be willing to bet that he had told people about how he was treated before, and the Dursleys covered it up before punishing him. So, he never told people, just bottled it up more and more. At that same time, the resentment likely grew as well." Sirius stated with a sigh, knowing that much of that was in part his fault for his continued screw-ups following that night.
Just more that he had to make up to Harry.
None of them noticed Molly gripping the spoon that she was stirring with tightly in her hands to the point her knuckles were white and the spoon could have snapped it if was wooden.
She had heard a couple things from Ron, but she hadn't put much stock into them because she thought that Ron was simply trying to get them to bring Harry to the house more. Arthur had told her about the treatment when they had gone to get him a year ago for the World Cup, but apparently even her dearest didn't know the FULL details of things and it was making Molly very angry.
She'd never questioned Dumbledore before, but the fact he kept sending that poor boy back to those animals was taking a toll on her faith in the man.
The boy had suffered enough, at least now he was emancipated, even if she didn't feel like that was the proper move at all, and as such wouldn't have to return to those Muggles again.
Inside the room, Dumbledore sat back with his hand on his face, feeling like he aged 30 years after hearing Harry explain things to him. "I'm sorry, Harry, had I known..." Dumbledore stated and Harry nodded.
"I know, sir. I know. As much as I want to shout and scream, I know it would be pointless. I kind of burned myself out on doing that in the trial. However, there's still things to discuss between us." Harry commented as he sat there and idly considered asking Kreacher to bring him a strong drink.
"Yes, you're right, we do." Dumbledore sighed as he sat back.
"For starters, sir, I'm not feeling so nice about fighting Voldemort and others. The more we try to just capture and put in Azkaban, the more at risk we and others are. I'm not saying we shouldn't stun when possible, I'm merely saying that we shouldn't ONLY be stunning when in combat." Harry commented and Dumbledore sighed as he leaned back.
"I understand what you are saying Harry, but I've seen enough death for my life and do not wish for any others to see it, let alone cause it." Dumbledore stated and Harry nodded.
"Yes, I'm sure your sister was bad enough and the fact your father did what he did likely affected that as well. Then Grindelwald lost himself to it, going for the kill every time and not showing mercy to anyone or thing in his way." Harry commented and Dumbledore nodded while smiling sadly.
"It's a strange feeling, Harry, for you to know so much about me. I actually feel a bit more at ease because you do and I've not felt that in a long time. Thank you for that." He replied and Harry gave a bit of a smile.
"Burdens of the mind and heart are often more manageable when someone can share the burden with you." Harry commented making Dumbledore chuckle a bit.
"True, my young friend, true." He replied again as he looked at the young man before him. "I cannot condone killing, Harry, however I also know that it is not my place to order you not to as this is sadly a war. In an ideal world, we'd never have to fear or face such things, but as the saying goes." Dumbledore continued before Harry joined in.
"Ideals are peaceful, history is violent." They both said and Dumbledore nodded.
"I will ask that you come to me if you feel you are losing yourself to your methods, Harry. There are many irredeemable people among Voldemort's forces, but not all are that way." Dumbledore requested and Harry nodded his head.
"I will, sir. I don't think or believe I need to kill everyone, but take out the biggest threats and it sends a clear message to the rest to back off and down or they could be next on the list." Harry commented knowing that if you took the head off the snake, the body could still thrash and cause problems, but cut the head and different chunks off? The tail was all that was left and it couldn't do much more than slowly die off without causing issues.
Dumbledore nodded since after he stopped Credence, Newt defeated some of the Lieutenants with his brother, and he himself defeated Grindelwald, their entire group fell apart.
Partly from infighting because they fought over who should lead next and the rest because they feared going against him after he defeated Gellert in a duel.
A more impressive feat if you knew that Grindelwald had the Elder Wand and Dumbledore was still able to face him head on.
"That reminds me, Harry." Dumbledore spoke as he produced his wand and held it out for Harry to take, "As the last of the Peverells, this is yours." Dumbledore stated as the wand flew over to Harry and glowed brightly.
"The Elder." Harry commented and Dumbledore nodded before Harry brought it to his face and looked at it. "Stay with him, for now, serve him faithfully and loyally and when he dies I will claim you as my own." Harry commented as the wand glowed a bit before flashing.
Harry then tossed it back to Dumbledore, who looked surprised as Harry gave him a small smile.
"It would be too problematic for us both if people noticed our wands being different. When I'm older, it can be told to people that my core maturing meant I needed a new wand and it was only furthered by the fact I had family magic flowing through me as well." Harry explained making Dumbledore nod in understanding since that would cause a bit of talk and lead to some questions that were best left alone.
The Boy-Who-Lived having the Deathstick and from the Headmaster at that would cause VERY large waves that neither of them wanted to ride out.
"So what shall we do now, Harry?" Dumbledore asked and Harry sat back with a sigh.
"For starters, we need to talk to Sirius, Amelia Bones indicated that he could be brought in to her and given his fair trial at last with my testimony holding a great deal of weight. With Sirius in charge as Lord Black, we'd have more influence and power in the ministry to make changes and ensure things are done against Voldemort. From there, we can work on other matters." Harry commented making Dumbledore hum and nod his head.
"With your actions making many of his political followers have to hide, it can be done without much trouble. May I ask if there's another reason you wish to do this?" Dumbledore asked and Harry nodded.
"Yes, it has to do with some contracts." Harry revealed making Dumbledore's eyebrows raise up as he looked at the young man in confusion.
"I'm listening." He replied as Harry looked at him.
Outside that room, Sirius sighed as he finally had enough of waiting and went to the door. He had just reached up and made to knock on the door but hesitated since he knew it had to be something important beyond what had happened in court since the conversation wouldn't have taken that long.
Still, he wanted to talk to Harry about some things and the longer he waited the harder it would be.
Steeling himself, he made to knock only to freeze as the door opened and Harry was there looking at him.
"Sirius, come in please, we need to talk." Harry stated as he stepped aside and motioned for Sirius to enter, which he did before the door was closed and the spells were put back up.
"What's going on?" Sirius asked and Harry sighed.
"Sirius, I need you to just be quiet and listen to me for a few minutes. After that, I'm going to have something I need you to do, and then we can discuss things in more detail, all right?" Harry asked and Sirius frowned before nodding. "All right, here's what happened." Harry started before he began telling Sirius everything just as he did with Dumbledore and about what was needed from him.
As he talked, Sirius felt like calling for a VERY strong drink from Kreacher.
ELSEWHERE
Severus Snape sat in his chair, an empty bottle of Fire Whiskey next to him and the letters from Lily and Pot... from James laying next to it.
He currently sat with his hand over his face as he let tears flow down his face.
Not for the first time did he curse himself for his stupidity in betraying Lily's trust, even if it was a good thing for a while as he got both herself and him safe from the Death Eaters at Hogwarts.
But.. if those letters were genuine, and Snape knew that at least Lily's was, then he was even more upset than he usually was.
He cursed himself.
He cursed Voldemort.
He cursed Wormtail.
He cursed Dumbledore.
He cursed every fucking one of the people that were involved in everything that happened.
He wanted to curse James too, but he couldn't.
Merlin only knows that Snape would have done many of the same fucking mistakes if their roles were reversed.
He actually felt some respect for James that he decided to stand his ground against the Dark Lord to buy Lily time to get away and enact whatever plan they had created.
Even Dumbledore was hesitant at times to consider dueling the Dark Lord and the latest ritual he used to revive himself only made him stronger.
He then turned to look at the last sentence on both of the letters, one being a simple request and one being a request that would be harder to achieve.
Gritting his teeth, he clutched at his chair and his hair as he shook with rage.
"For you, Lily, for you. Always." He said to himself before he stood and, with a shuddering breath, tossed the letters into his fireplace and let the fire consume them.
He couldn't risk the Dark Lord or any of the others finding them.
He steeled his resolve and his mind as he watched the letters burn. "Always." He whispered once more before he turned and left the room, he had a job to do now.
GRIMMAULD PLACE
Everyone was frowning and looking at the door to the parlor with confusion and worry since the three had been in there for quite a while.
Just as Moody was going to get up and slam on the door, it opened and the three came out.
"Alastor, there's something I need you and miss Tonks to do." Dumbledore spoke making Moody look at him in curiosity.
"Please take Sirius into custody and take him straight to Amelia, no one else. If anyone tries to stop you, ignore them and go straight to Amelia no matter who it is." Dumbledore ordered making everyone widen their eyes.
"Wait! WHAT?!" Hermione screamed before Harry held his hand up.
"Hermione, stop, we'll explain later, just trust us." Harry commented and she frowned but nodded.
"Alastor, please do so immediately." Dumbledore ordered and Alastor nodded before he motioned Tonks to join him and they walked out with Sirius asHarry winked at Tonks as she walked by making her blink at him before she continued on her way.
"I'll be in touch, Harry." Dumbledore stated before he nodded to everyone else and left.
Hermione then looked at Harry as he sighed and sat down while she tapped her foot. "My parents... they found some old magic to protect me on that night. It had... ripple effects with what was done and how things progressed." Harry commented as he sat there before Kreacher brought him some food and he nodded and thanked the elf.
"What kind of effects?" Hermione asked with a frown and Harry shook his head.
"Still figuring all of that out, but I can't go into details, and I mean CAN'T, Hermione. There's strings attached to the magic that are binding me, I already skirted the edge by telling Dumbledore, until I know fully what is going on, I don't want to risk anything else, okay?" He informed her, making her frown and nod.
"And Sirius?" She asked and he sighed.
"They're taking him to get his fair trial which means he'll be Lord Black soon enough." Harry explained as he took a bite of his food.
"So he'll be able to use his influence in the Ministry to help in the war effort." Ginny stated making Harry nod.
"Yes, plus he'll have access to all the Black Family's secrets, vaults, and more, meaning anything they had for blackmail or leverage against others will be his too. That means we can get more support for what needs to be done in the war." Harry explained making Hermione frown.
"Harry! That's wrong!" Hermione stated and Harry nodded.
"Perhaps, Hermione, but it is necessary. Better we use the information to lower the cost of the war than to try and be nice and risk even more deaths and suffering as a result. Is it underhanded? Yes. Is it a move we want to have to make? No. Is it a move that will help us? Yes. Is it a move that can help make things easier in the long run? Yes. Like it or not, Hermione, we're at war and we need every advantage we can get that won't make us into the monsters we're fighting." Harry commented as he took a drink.
Hermione frowned before sighing and sitting down. "That was still reckless of you to make so many vows, Harry." Hermione reminded and Harry nodded.
"I was emotional and very pissed off, tends to not let one think rationally." Harry replied as he sighed. "Can't deny that it was effective though." He added lightheartedly making her frown but nod all the same.
Harry then sighed and stood, "I'll be in the library, if anyone needs me, I need to do some studying for something that Dumbledore asked me about." Harry informed before walking off just as Kreacher popped in with the Daily Prophet for them all.
DARK LORD STILL LIVES AND HAS RETURNED!
That was the headline for the paper as it began detailing Harry's trial and what Fudge had tried to pull until leading up to Harry finally having enough.
It then began to list ALL of the things that Harry had sworn to and confirming each time that he was alive after doing so.
It also informed that Malfoy, Goyle, Crabbe, Macnair and Nott were detained and being questioned.
It also went on to list all the things Harry had revealed with his oaths and the action of the DMLE for the return of Voldemort.
There was also a snippet of Fudge resigning from his post as Minister stating that he was not qualified to lead the country in a war.
Naturally, this caused ripples and outcries across the country.
However, it went without saying that a certain Dark Lord was VERY UNHAPPY.
He had been planning to fly below the radar and rebuild his forces before announcing his presence again and now that Potter brat had undermined him.
What was worse, he had revealed his true heritage and with his making a magical vow there was no way to claim Potter was lying!
He even knew that Potter had made the vows because an agent was among the members and confirmed that he had made those vows.
Naturally, he had killed said agent before he could reveal that information to more of his followers.
He cursed both himself and the brat for this, he had been too cocky in the graveyard in revealing that information and the part of him in his diary had been far too arrogant as well.
It was justifiable in a sense since he was supposed to be fighting a boy, not someone that could win against him, but he hadn't taken into account the fact that what he knew of the prophecy said the boy was destined to be his equal!
Voldemort knew that he'd have taken himself more seriously if he faced off against 12 and 14 year old Tom Riddle and hadn't given Potter that credit.
He could concede that the brat had help and luck on his side, as well as the happenstance of their wands being brothers and thus refused to fight each other truly.
Still, he should have taken it seriously or at the very least had destroyed the damned cup to ensure Potter couldn't use it to escape.
Now his heritage was out there, his most useful pawns that weren't in Azkaban were captured, and his plans were interrupted.
Damn that boy!
Back with Harry, he was relaxing in the library going over some different spell books, not all of them of the light variety, while also going over some information on Horcruxes. Walburga knew that the family had them, mostly to educate their members on magic that was NOT to be touched by anyone no matter how strong they were.
Better to have books on the subject to defend against or undo the cursed things than to be blind to them.
Just to be safe, they were locked behind a ward that only the heir or lord of the house could get through.
Harry being Sirius' heir meant he was able to have access and planned to put the books back once he was finished reviewing them.
"Well, you've certainly made an impression." Harry heard and looked up to see Nymphadora Tonks there and she walked in casually with her hair now being purple and her eyes a violet color.
"I try." Harry commented as he sent the Horcrux books back to the shelf since there was no need to keep them out any longer.
"Now you're just showing off." She commented since he had done that so casually without his wand and Harry shrugged.
"What can I do for you, Nym?" He asked and he cocked an eyebrow.
"Nym?" She asked curiously and he shrugged again.
"I understand you dislike your full name, thought I'd give shortening it a try since we're connected to the Black Family." Harry commented and she hummed a moment.
"Well... All right. But don't make too much of a habit of calling me that." She commented though she couldn't deny she liked the sound of it and he was at least trying to be considerate of her feelings towards her name.
"Oh? And what will you do if I don't, Nym?" He asked with a smirk as he stood and walked around the desk making her narrow her eyes.
"I'll make you regret it and remind you why you shouldn't mess with an Auror." She replied and he smirked as he walked towards her.
"Really, Nym? Why? What will happen if I keep calling you Nym?" He asked as she approached her and she was beginning to turn red.
Her face as well as her hair.
"Don't push it, Potter." She growled out and he smirked as he was now right in front of her and nearly eye level to her, though he guessed that she had made herself a bit taller since he had seen her being shorter than she currently was, but he wasn't minding it.
It put him nearly perfectly in line with her rather lovely breasts.
"Or what? You keep trying to show off that you're strong and capable, so what are you going to do, Nym?" He asked and she flared her nostrils as she stared into his mesmerizing green eyes.
"Listen Potter, I-" She started before being cut off.
"Harry." Harry interrupted making her blink. "My name is Harry, use it, Nym." He ordered staring at her and she turned more red as she shifted in place.
"L-Look, Pot... I mean Harry, just back off, all right?" She asked as she was trying not to fidget.
"Why's that Nym? Is there something wrong with me standing up to you? Come on Nym, what's the problem?" He asked with a smirk on his face.
"I... that is... I... Oh fuck it!" She finally shouted before she grabbed him by the front of his shirt and kissed him heatedly.
It lasted a couple seconds, but those couple seconds were mind blowing for the Metamorphmagus Auror.
She broke it with a gasp, partly as her brain rebooted and realized she had just passionately kissed a 15 year old like some horny teenager.
"I... I-I'm sorry, I-MPH!" Nymphadora was cut off as Harry grabbed her head and kissed her and she widened her eyes in shock before she closed them and returned the kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck while also draping a leg around him and then gasp as his hands grabbed her ass and lifted her before he pinned her to the couch that was in the library and he began to aggressively make out with her.
Nymphadora moaned and reciprocated it as she ran her hands through his hair, loving the feel of it on her fingers as she accepted and met his tongue with her own,
"Fuck, why. the. fuck. are. you. so. good. at. snogging?!" Nym asked through gasping breaths between kisses and Harry chuckled a bit making her shiver as that deep chuckle sent reverberations through her body.
"Does it matter? Why ask questions, Nym, when you can just enjoy?" He asked as he kissed and licked her neck and cheek before kissing her again and she moaned and reciprocated it.
"Don't. Don't think you'll get to the next base, Harry, I'm not that easy!" She gasped as he found a spot on her neck before kissing her again.
"Wouldn't dream of it, Nym, I'd rather taste all of you slowly and intimately than just take all of you at once. I'll save the next base for later, right now, I just want to snog you senseless." Harry commented before he kissed her again and Nym moaned as she happily accepted and returned the kiss.
Neither noticed Hermione standing by the door gawking at the sight and feeling a burning anger well up in her before she stormed off.
Of course, she didn't fully understand the anger she was feeling since Harry was her best friend and thus she should be happy he was starting to have some fun and it wasn't terribly inappropriate. Nymphadora was only 5 years and some change older than Harry so it wasn't like he was snogging a woman that could be his mother or was married or anything.
So why the fuck did seeing him snogging that woman make her angry and why the fuck couldn't she stop picturing and wishing that she was the one snogging him on the couch?!
What the fuck was going on with her?!
What she didn't know, was that she wasn't the only one feeling such things.
With her room right next to the library, Ginny was able to make one of the walls into a one way transparent wall.
She had done so after hearing voices from the library but didn't want to get caught spying.
Seeing Harry kiss and snog that woman, she couldn't help but feel jealous and infuriated that she wasn't the one snogging him.
Her temper was reduced a bit when she heard they weren't going to have sex, but it was also increased by the fact that both were talking about it possibly happening in the future!
She hated this!
She needed to find some way to make Harry stop seeing her as Ron's little sister and see her as a woman or at least an available young woman that had tits and ass that was attractive!
Though she was also confused on something, but it wasn't like Hermione being confused on why she was angry or jealous.
No, Ginny's confusion was on the fact that she couldn't stop fucking watching them!
What was worse, she could feel her nipples hardening and her womanhood getting wet from the sight!
Just what the hell was going on with her?!
She idly made sure to lock her door because if she gave into this temptation, she did NOT want her mother or someone else to walk in and see her and what was apparently driving her on.
Why the fuck couldn't things just be simple?!
LATER
Harry sat calmly in the Wizengamot chamber, this time he was in the stands rather than on the floor or the defense stand and watching the proceedings calmly.
The reason?
Today was the day for Sirius' trial and then the trials of Malfoy, Nott, Crabbe, and Goyle. Macnair had slipped away before the Aurors could get him, or that was the official story.
Unofficially, he suspected at least one Auror sent to apprehend him was in fact a Death Eater or an agent of Voldemort's and thus helped Macnair get a way.
Based on the frowning look on Madam Bones' face, she had the same conclusion.
Speaking of, Madam Amelia Bones had been made Minister of Magic until a proper vote could be done to elect a new one.
No one that wasn't allied with Voldemort had a problem with that since she was a veteran of the last war and had served as Head of the DMLE for years, she was the kind of person people wanted at the helm for the war that had restarted.
Rufus Scrimgeour, Head Auror directly under Amelia, was now the head of the DMLE and was making strides to remove any and all agents of Voldemort and the Death Eaters from his forces using various means such as magic vows, Veritaserum, background checking, and more.
The first targeted were the various members that were suspected of being connected to the Dark Lord in the last war, but hadn't been hit with anything for lack of proof.
Needless to say, there were more positions open in the Auror forces now and the cells were getting filled up.
"In light of all the evidence provided, this court finds Sirius Black innocent of all charges and reimburses him the amount of 500 Galleons for each year of his imprisonment. The fines and fees he has incurred will be removed from that amount. And he is now eligible to be recognized as Lord Black." Amelia ordered making many applaud.
Amelia had been put in charge of the trial since it was known that Dumbledore had been a friend and mentor to Sirius and didn't want to risk any accusations of him being biased in his ruling.
Politics had to be handled properly even in times of war.
"Thank you, Minister Bones. However, I do hereby pass my title of Lord Black to my Godson Harry Potter." Sirius informed making many murmur and whisper while Harry didn't react since he and Sirius had discussed this.
"May I ask for the reason, Mr. Black?" Amelia asked, knowing that there had to be a reason listed for the record and it had to be a valid one at that.
"My time in Azkaban has sadly left me incapable of having children, Minister, and as such I am sadly not fit to be the Lord of my House per our customs. As such, I pass it to my next of kin and heir, Lord Potter." Sirius informed making her nod.
"So recognized. Lord Potter, do you hereby accept this new Lordship?" Amelia asked and Harry stood.
"I do, milady. As my first act, I do hereby name Sirius as my Proxy for my votes and houses here when I am unable to attend." Harry declared getting nods.
"So noted. Do you accept that responsibility, Mr. Black?" Amelia asked and Sirius nodded.
"I do, I swear to uphold the values and traditions of the families that Lord Potter represents to the best of my ability and follow his desires when voting in all matters." Sirius stated and many were looking on in calculation since Harry now had a massive political block of power, especially with the likes of Malfoy and his group cast down by his testimony in the last trial then add in the fact that he was known to be close with Dumbledore made him all the more dangerous and powerful.
The young man was going to be pretty much running the government in a few years, especially if he married an Heiress of a prominent house and gained Lordship there too.
"I thank you, Minister Bones. I have some important matters to attend to, so Sirius shall sit in for the coming trials. However, I shall make it known for the record right now that I annul the marriages of Narcissa Black to Lucius Malfoy and of Bellatrix Black to Rodolphus Lestrange. Both have violated the contracts that were signed and agreed upon and have brought nothing but shame and dishonor to my house since they married into it. I do not hold the daughters of House Black accountable; they were merely following the orders of their parents at the time and as such had little voice in the matter. I will demand that compensation as agreed upon in the contract be given before anything of Lord Malfoy's is stripped of him for his crimes." Harry informed making many murmur and whisper again while one Augusta Longbottom narrowed her eyes at him before she looked down as she saw an origami spider crawling to her lap before it laid down and unfolded itself.
She merely looked at the note with a bit of interest, [There's more to the story, Sirius will talk to you after the trials and provide you with information and an offer from me.] It read and was signed by Lord Potter at the bottom.
Augusta frowned but decided she'd humor the new Lord for now and decide on a course of action later.
Hence why she destroyed the note before anyone else could see it and then turned her attention to the trials of the Death Eaters that were caught.
She may not be dealing with the Lestranges right now, but she could deal with the trash that was being charged at the moment.
BACK AT GRIMMAULD PLACE
Harry arrived through the floo network, thankfully it still worked even with a Fidelus, and removed the soot from him as he sighed. "Kreacher!" He called and the elderly house elf came to him.
"Young master be calling Kreacher?" He asked and Harry nodded before handing him a slip of paper and a pouch.
"I need you to go to Diagon Alley and get everything on this list, please. Take your time and make sure that the items are authentic and quality before purchasing them. Then come back here and report to me." Harry instructed making Kreacher nod.
"Of course, young master, Kreacher lives to serve House Black." He accepted before disappearing with a pop.
Harry then sighed and went towards the basement, "All right Potter?" Moody asked as Harry passed near him since he wasn't on duty today for the Order or for the Ministry, and Harry nodded.
"Well as can be at the moment. I just planned to head to the basement to do some practice and training. I'm good, but not good enough and I don't want to risk running into the great asshole without having some nasty tricks and surprises for him." Harry commented making Moody smirk.
"Good lad, what say I help you out a bit?" Moody asked and Harry nodded.
"It'd be an honor, sir." Harry commented making Moody grin savagely.
"Let's see if you keep that sentiment after we're done." He said with the grin still in place as they headed down to the basement.
A bit later, Hermione was looking for Harry when she nearly jumped as she heard shouting and crashes from downstairs and bolted down to see what was happening while having her wand drawn.
She reached the bottom of the stairs only to stare in shock as Harry was dueling Moody and from the looks of things, he wasn't exactly winning.
This was proven via the fact that he had various cuts and some burns on his body, his pants and shirt were torn or ruined, he was drenched in sweat and some blood, and he was panting for air.
Moody seemed fine though his coat did have a few marks on it and a good clean cut through the side while Moody also had a cut on his cheek that was bleeding a bit.
"What is going on?!" Hermione screamed in shock making the two stop.
"Combat training." Harry answered with some panting, though he didn't take his eyes off of Moody, which was good as Moody suddenly sent a spell at him and he ducked out of the way and returned fire that Moody Shielded against before nodding.
"Good, constant vigilance!" He barked before he holstered his wand and leaned both hands onto his staff to show that he was done fighting and Harry sighed and holstered his own wand before making a chair appear and letting him sit in it.
"You call that Training?!" Hermione shrieked as she rushed over to Harry only for Dobby to pop in next to him and offer him a potion, which he promptly drank and sighed as the wounds he had begun healing.
"Thank you, Dobby." Harry commented making the elf beam at him.
"Great Master Harry Potter be thanking Dobby! Dobby is most fortunate to serve someone as kind and great as Harry Potter." Dobby commented before popping away to resume the duties he was assigned.
Moody then stepped forward, "You got what it takes, Potter. Your fast and knowledgeable as well as competently skilled, all you lack is experience. Keep training like this and I'd say you'd stand a good chance against any opponent that fights you." Moody stated with a nod and Harry returned it.
"Thank you, sir. I plan to train as much as I can before going back to Hogwarts, then it will be training when I get the opportunity to." Harry replied making him nod.
"Good lad. You got the makings of a good if not outstanding Auror, Potter, say the word when you graduate and I'll write you a glowing recommendation." Moody commented before he climbed back up the stairs leaving Harry to sigh as he stood.
"Harry, what was that about?!" Hermione demanded and Harry sighed.
"I need to get better, Hermione. We're going to be at war within the coming months and at some point Voldemort and I will face off. I need to be ready for when that happens and for those that follow him attacking me in hopes of pleasing him." Harry stated as he conjured a shirt for himself and removed the tattered one, making Hermione blush as she ogled his body and her mind drifted back to him snogging Tonks and now picturing him doing that to her with both their clothes gone. "If I can't fight, then I'm dead, Hermione. And if I die, that leaves it to someone else to face Voldemort and his forces." Harry continued breaking Hermione from her thoughts.
"But Dumbledore and the others can fight." Hermione stated and Harry nodded.
"Do you know how many people have directly fought Voldemort and lived?" Harry asked and Hermione frowned and shook her head. "Dumbledore and myself. I escaped and Dumbledore forced a draw. Everyone else has died without even wounding him. It doesn't help that everyone else is so scared of him that they won't even say his name, real or fake. Dumbledore doesn't because he doesn't fear him, he's only cautious of him and I do it because I'm not going to let the fear rule and control me." Harry informed making her frown.
"Still, it doesn't have to be you, Harry." Hermione stated and Harry gave a sad smile.
"It does, actually." He commented making her look at him. "Haven't you wondered why he targeted me? Wondered why I survived? Why he is so intent on killing or converting me instead of others?" Harry asked and she frowned and gave a hesitant nod. "It's because there's a prophecy about me and him, a REAL one, Hermione, not a fake." He informed shocking her.
"What?!" Hermione nearly screamed and Harry nodded.
"Yeah, Prophecies are rare, but they do tend to crop up from time to time with no real identification on when they'll happen. The Ministry of Magic has a whole magically expanded room in the Department of Mysteries to store them when they are created. There's one about me and Voldemort." He informed making her stare at him in shock.
"Do you know what it says?" She asked and he nodded.
"Yes, but if I tell you, you can NOT tell anyone, and I mean ANYONE Hermione. Not Ron, not Ginny, not anyone and you will never talk about it again. It's dangerous to know the details of it, let alone know of the existence of it. If Voldemort or any of his forces found out that you knew it, they'd do all that they could to capture and force the information out of you. If I thought there was a chance of you being captured, I'd do a binding vow with you so there would be no way for them to get the information." Harry stated making Hermione bite her lip as she considered things before she nodded.
"Okay, I promise, Harry." She replied making him nod as he put a privacy bubble around him.
"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches... born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies... and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not... and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives... the one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies..." Harry spoke calmly as he stood there.
"That was the prophecy, both Neville and myself were matches for it, but the dark asshole decided to target me while sending the Lestranges and Barty Crouch Jr. to the Longbottoms to handle things on that end. He only knew about the first two parts of the prophecy, if he knew the whole thing, he'd have known that he could circumvent the prophecy for years by just having someone else attack my parents that night." Harry stated as he stood there.
"How do you know this Harry?" She asked in both worry and curiosity and Harry sighed.
"I can't tell you, Hermione." Harry stated as he looked at her.
"Harry-" She started and he shook his head.
"I CAN'T, Hermione. Not don't want to, not won't, not any of that. I can't. I could barely tell Dumbledore when he and I talked and even then I had to skirt around some things rather than outright tell him. I am bound by some magical effects, Hermione, and they can't be undone." Harry informed forcefully before he looked down with another sigh. "Regardless, he and I have to fight. I could run, I could hide, I could do a host of things to avoid it, but magic will just force it to happen eventually. Voldemort thinks he can circumvent it by making me join him thus making it so we won't ever have to fight, but that will only delay things or just remove me from the equation all together and a new subject of the prophecy will come into being. So, Hermione, I HAVE to fight him and kill him or this will never end." Harry stated with a sigh before Hermione quickly grabbed him and pulled him into a tight hug, making him have to ignore her rather perky breasts pressing against his chest.
A shirt, sweater, and bra weren't enough to hide how endowed she was and how endowed she'd likely be in the future.
He honestly had no idea how he never noticed how hot Hermione had gotten, he guessed it was the insecurity he had over the fact that approaching her about dating or anything could possibly ruin one of the few true friendships he had and didn't want that.
Or it could have been some subtle influence from the Horcrux trying to ensure he had no real anchors to stop him from falling apart.
Still, he wasn't sure how to proceed with how he viewed Hermione now and decided he'd have to hold off on doing anything until he had a better idea, or he'd try to at least.
He couldn't deny that he was attracted to her, if an opportunity came to test out how he felt, he'd likely take it.
"You don't have to do it alone, Harry, we're here for you too." Hermione stated softly and he smiled a bit and hugged her back, placing his hands on her back.
"I know, Hermione, I know." He stated while Hermione couldn't help but imagine his hands sliding down her back and grabbing her butt and blushed hotly at the thought before shaking her head and breaking the embrace.
"We should head up." Hermione spoke and Harry nodded.
The two headed up, smiling at the other but not saying anything else.
"What were you two doing?" Ron asked as he saw them come up.
"Oh, just talking. Hermione giving me a lecture on my using magic till I reminded her I'm now emancipated and can do magic. Then that launched her into a long list of questions about the trial and the logistics of everything before I asked her to save some questions for later." Harry explained with Hermione torn between annoyance at him saying she'd lecture him and being amazed at how good an actor Harry was.
Everything he just said sounded so casual and calm that she had to remind herself that it wasn't in fact true.
"Oh, ok." Ron commented evenly and Harry raised an eyebrow.
"Why? What did you think we were doing?" Harry asked with an all too innocent look on his face as Ron stammered and turned red in embarrassment.
He quickly bolted from the area as Hermione narrowed her eyes in such a way that usually meant a screaming lecture if he didn't choose his words wisely.
All three knew that Ron rarely chose his words wisely.
"Honestly, first his antics last year and now this." Hermione huffed in annoyance, still not having fully forgiven Ron for his jealous prat ways last year, both of Harry and Victor Krum.
"Well, I can't blame him too much. Sad or rude as it is, Ron is kind of the left out one of his family. All of his brothers have made a major name for themselves in some manner and Ginny has started doing the same. Most people only remember him for being my friend and probably those robes he wore to the ball." Harry commented making Hermione frown, but she couldn't refute that either.
"Still, he acts like I'm supposed to be a girl he wants a relationship with and then does a bunch of nonsense and gets stupidly jealous of any boy that's around me." Hermione huffed and Harry smirked as he made a show of looking her up and down.
"Well, you really are quite brilliant, Hermione, and you've only gotten more beautiful over the years." Harry said bluntly making Hermione widen her eyes and blush hotly.
"I-I'm nothing special." She retorted and Harry smirked.
"I disagree. You're the brightest witch of our age and surpass even some older years. Your looks are good if not great, because I'm certain Krum wasn't only attracted to your intelligence, and you're only going to mature into better looks as you get older. Any guy would be lucky to have you and only the incredibly stupid wouldn't consider you for a relationship." Harry continued making her blush more as she looked away.
"Does that include you?" She asked trying to tease him back.
"Of course." Harry answered immediately causing her to whip her head at him in surprise while her eyes widened and her blush deepened.
"W-w-w-what?!" She asked in shock and Harry smiled and leaned towards her, making her blush more at being so close.
She was stuck between staring at his mesmerizing eyes, which were so much brighter and powerful without his glasses, and his lips as she couldn't forget the image of him snogging Tonks nor of her imagining herself in Tonks' place.
"I said I'd have to be an idiot not to even consider you for a relationship, Mione." He stated hotly and she blushed more at the pet name. "But I've been worried we could ruin our friendship, but I find it harder to care each year I see how much more beautiful and brilliant you are. What about you?" He asked as he was nearly nose to nose with her.
Hermione stammered and stuttered as her mind was going haywire processing everything and trying to come up with a response.
So, since her mind couldn't come up with an answer, her body made her answer.
Hence why one second she was looking at Harry as he nearly had her pinned to the wall and the next, her arms were around him and her lips against his.
She released a loud moan before her brain rebooted and made her realize what she was doing.
She had widened her eyes and prepared to pull back when Harry pushed her against the wall and grabbed the back of her head and her left hip, narrowly touching her butt, and began kissing her back.
Hermione froze in shock before her body reacted again and began to snog Harry for all he was worth, holding him close to her and nearly jumping him.
She couldn't help moaning into his mouth as their tongues met and began to duel and explore each other. Her hands on his back and in his hair while his hand was in her hair, keeping her to him as they kissed, and on her hip and now stroking her thigh and nearly brushing her butt.
However, oxygen was still a vital necessity and thus they had to break apart, but only their mouths moved.
They still held each other tightly and pressed against the other.
"H-Harry, that was-" she started before he kissed her again and she moaned and returned it.
"It doesn't matter what this is, Mione. We can call it hormones, lust, desire, attraction, affection, whatever. Does it matter what it is right now?" He asked as he began attacking her neck and collarbone making her moan.
"Fuck no. Now kiss me more." She stated then ordered and Harry obliged, making her moan and her more adventurous as she wrapped her leg around him and was elated to feel him accept the invitation.
The invitation being to slide his hand around and grab her butt as she nearly humped him and eagerly snogged him.
Of course, they had a voyeur in their midst and Ginny could only watch in shock, anger, and arousal at seeing them snogging so intensely.
She felt resolve come quickly, she was going to do something about this that night and show Harry just what she was made of and what she had to offer.
She wasn't going to lose out on Harry without even trying to put up a fight.
Later on, Harry sighed as he sat in his room, having drunk a series of potions that he'd had Kreacher buy for him. Most were vitamin and nutrient potions to fix his body up since he was still on the verge of malnourishment even with his magic fixing a lot of damage.
There were also some for strengthening his body, not to make him a bodybuilder but it did help restore any muscle mass he could have lost from his… care under the Dursleys.
There were some others as well, part of his plans to strengthen his body to handle his magic and make sure he was in top condition for the war.
He broke from his thoughts as a knock came to his door and he put the potions away before he had the door open and showed Molly Weasley there with a smile on her face.
"Hello, dear. Arthur mentioned you wanted to talk to me?" She asked curiously since she wondered what Harry could need or want that they needed to speak in private.
"Yes, could you come in and close the door?" He asked and Molly frowned but nodded and came in and sat down on his bed, not seeing him put some privacy spells up.
"What's this about dear?" Molly asked curiously and Harry sighed.
"As you know, I took my lordships." Harry started and she nodded.
"Yes, I can't say I'm pleased that you were forced to do that so young, but at the same time I know it wasn't completely intentional at the time." She commented and he nodded.
"Well, as such, I am aware of all the debts owed to my family." Harry stated making her frown at him in contusion. "Both monetary and life debts, Molly." He commented making her eyebrows rise.
"Oh dear." She commented seeing where this was going.
"Yes, those debts are stacking up and something needs to be done soon or the other effects could happen." Harry commented and she frowned.
"But, it's only been 2 years, surely there's still plenty of time for those two debts to be handled." Molly said since debts like that took longer to build up to where consequences came.
"It's not two debts, Molly." Harry sighed as he rubbed his face. "I saved Percy, George, and Fred that year by doing what I did. I also saved Ron and Ginny twice over, during the chamber and for the sheer fact the Basilisk could have killed them at any time. Then there's the fact that everyone on the dark asshole's hit list gave me a debt that night he was defeated since you all would have been killed eventually if Dumbledore couldn't beat him following that night. That's makes 15 debts that your family owes me, Molly, and 8 of them are now over a decade old." Harry explained with a sigh and Molly looked at him in shock.
"Oh no." She whispered since that could be bad.
Life debts were usually settled quickly by parties involved, making sure to settle them within a couple years at MOST. The reason being, if a life debt went unsettled for too long, it had side effects.
It varied for what happened, but it was never good for those who kept the debt from being paid, regardless of which of the debt they were on.
There were counters, of course, usually compensation of some kind to satisfy the debt.
Magic even protected both parties from being screwed over by the other, such as the one holding the debt couldn't drag their feet in accepting repayment to make the debt bigger or the one who owed the debt couldn't try to weasel their way out of repaying it.
From what she heard, Snape owed James a life debt when the latter saved the former from Lupin during a full moon. His price was that he couldn't reveal Lupin'e secret to anyone while at school.
However, this wasn't so simple.
Her family collectively owed 15 life debts to Harry, and even if they could figure out a way to pay off a good portion, the magic wouldn't accept mundane things for repayment.
Even worse, Ron owed Harry three debts!
It was one thing for one debt to go unpaid, but three?!
This wasn't good at all.
"Hence why I called you. I spoke to Arthur about it and the man nearly had a panic attack, I calmed him down and told him that I had a solution to wipe the debts out, but I needed to talk to you first so you could give input and not be blindsided." Harry spoke, drawing her from the thoughts.
"What is it?" She asked eagerly, knowing that they needed to get this settled before things got really bad.
"All right, a way to settle the debt at one time involved becoming a vassal for the one who controlled the debt." Harry explained making Molly look at him in confusion. "Basically, those in debt swore their service to the holder and basically served, aided, and protected them from harm and would give monetary or physical aid when called. In exchange, the lord would provide for, protect, and ensure the health of the vassal. Think of it similar to a house swearing fealty to another house, but on an individual level." Harry explained making her eyes widen.
"But how does-" Molly tattered and Harry held his hand up.
"I'm getting to that." Harry said calmly and could see the worry and confusion clearly on her face. "Now, I've no interest in making your entire family into my slaves in all but name, so please calm down with that." He said and Molly did relax a bit, "The reason I brought it up is because the head of the family can assume full responsibility for the debts incurred by family members and thus repay them or take on the service for them." Harry revealed making her widen her eyes.
"Then Arthur would have to do it." Molly stated and Harry nodded.
"Yes, he was willing to but I wanted to discuss things with each of you. However, the complication comes in the form that essentially half of all that Arthur owns would become mine as a result." He informed making her gasp in shock.
"Then… our vault, the house, and…" she said in fear and Harry nodded.
"Yes, and it's even worse since the heir to the family is in debt to me too in the form of Bill." Harry said making Molly look like she was going to have a breakdown. "But there's a loophole we can exploit, if you want to hear it." Harry added making Molly look at him with hope in her eyes.
"What is it?" She asked in both hope and a bit of worry.
"When you married Arthur, you didn't formally unite you're two families, thus you're are still the head of the Prewett Family and your children are members of both." Harry revealed, making her eyes widen in shock. "As such, you could assume the debts of your children on their behalf and Arthur would only have his debt, which we could call even for giving me a place to stay multiple times and for taking me to the World Cup and providing me help for my trial." Harry revealed and Molly looked overjoyed.
"I'll do it!" She said loudly before she blushed and cleared her throat.
"Just be sure, Molly. I can free you from the service eventually, but even if I found satisfactory repayments, you'd still be paying off quite a few debts and you have to serve an amount of time for each." He warned and she nodded.
"I understand, dear, and I accept. I know you won't treat me like a slave or worse like other families would. I also know you'll let me go as son as you can." She stated with a smile. "Besides, it's not as if I won't still be married to Arthur and have my family or anything." She added and Harry nodded.
"Very well, do you want to get Arthur so he knows?" Harry asked and Molly frowned before shaking her head.
"No, let's make the arrangement and then I'll tell him later so he can't try to talk me out of it." Molly decided making Harry nod in acceptance.
"All right, then you just have to make a vow as the head of the Prewett Family accepting the debts incurred to me and you accept the role of vassal and servant as repayment. Make sure you use Prewett as your last name, if you say Weasley then the vow will either not work or it could go wrong." Harry explained and warned and she nodded before pulling her wand out.
"I, Molly Agatha Prewett, as head of house Prewett, do hereby swear my service to Lord Hadrian Potter-Peverell-Black as his Vassal and servant as repayment for the Life Debts owed by my family. I shall be his servant and aid as defined by my position and the agreement reached. So I have sworn it, so shall it be." She spoke as a glow formed around her and created a line to Harry, who raised his wand.
"I, Hadrian Arcturus Potter, lord of the Houses of Potter, Peverell, and Black, do hereby accept Molly Agatha Prewett as my vassal and shall keep her as such until the debts are repaid and she wishes to leave my service." Harry accepted, making the line connect to him before a flash had the light vanishing.
"There we go, it's finalized." Harry stated making her nod with a smile as she put away her wand.
"Good, I'll be downstairs then." She spoke with a smile as she went for the door.
"Stop." Harry ordered making her freeze in place.
Harry then stood and went up behind her before he encircled an arm around her waist and put his mouth by her ear. "Don't speak. Just listen to my words and let them fill you with my orders. When I tell you to, you will forget bonding yourself to me, you will forget everything that happened in this room and what I told you, you will forget why you came to my room, and you will forget what I'm about to order you to do, but my commands will permeate and settle in your mind and you will obey them fully, even if you have no idea why. And when you forget, you will be able to move as you please again. If Arthur asks if you talked to me, you'll tell him that you sorted things out and he can talk to me later. Nod if you understand." Harry spoke into her ear, which would have caused her to shiver if she could move.
Molly gave a nod, though her eyes were still slightly panicked.
"I am sorry about this, Molly, but if I'm going to win then I need every edge I can get. If that means making you my servant and slave to increase my chances, then so be it." Harry stated softly as he cupped her face and made her look at him, "Now, here are your orders and they will be followed completely." Harry spoke before he began to fill Molly's mind with his commands, making them embed themselves in her mind completely to be carried out when triggered or needed within her subconscious mind.
Molly didn't move or speak, but as he did, her eyes became wider and full of shock, but she could do nothing.
Without fully knowing it, she had bound herself completely to Harry as a slave of her own volition and as such couldn't go against him or his orders no matter what they were.
It was, in a sense, a legal, refined, and willing version of the Imperius Curse.
Molly just didn't know the specifics of it and now had to live with it, not that she'd know about it soon enough.
"Now, forget." He ordered as he stepped back and Molly groaned a bit as she blinked before shaking her head and looking around in confusion.
"Are you all right, Molly?" She heard and turned to see Harry standing by his bed.
"Harry? Wh-what was I doing?" She asked in confusion as her head felt fuzzy.
"You came to ask if there was anything in particular I wanted for dinner, I said whatever you made was more than acceptable." Harry commented and she frowned before nodding as that did sound familiar.
"Right, sorry dear, I just need more sleep from being rattled with everything going on." She replied with a smile and he returned it and nodded.
"Not a problem." Harry commented pleasantly and she smiled.
"Well, I'll leave you alone, dear." Molly commented as she turned to leave.
"Aren't you forgetting something, Molly?" Harry asked making her pause before her eyes glazed over.
"Yes, master." She said in a monotone voice before she blinked and shook her head before turning back to face Harry. "Ah, I almost forgot." She said as she walked over to Harry
She then placed her hands on the side of his face and leaned in before kissing him full on the lips.
He was such a good boy, and he was neglected of affection for so long, he deserved to have a little motherly affection.
She then gasped and widened her eyes as he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her more heatedly and forcefully as he held her.
Her eyes then softened and she returned the kiss.
Poor thing was so starved for attention and affection, she could give him this much, Arthur wouldn't mind after all. Plus, Harry had been such a good boy for the family, taking care of them, protecting their children, helping wherever he could without being asked.
Yes, this was perfectly fine, though Molly was clearly in need of some private time with Arthur or more likely private time for herself.
For some reason, her mind kept picturing Harry's hands were groping her rather large rump and her breasts through her clothes as he gave her such a sloppy and forceful kiss.
That was ridiculous, of course, Harry was just giving her a bit of a long loving kiss and his hands were on her back.
He'd never do something so inappropriate, let alone to her of all people.
Yes, she was just pent up and in need of relieving herself of some stress and sexual need.
When he finally pulled back, she giggled as he was being a bit childish and licking her face and neck. "That tickles dear." She commented as he looked at her with a grin. "Well, I should get back." She said only for him to pull her back to him and kiss her again, making her roll her eyes playfully at him being so needy and hungry for affection.
He really was such a good boy; he could do with a little spoiling. As such, she returned the kiss, intent on doing it for as long as Harry would want.
As such, she wrapped her around him lovingly and kissed him. Although, the whole time she did, her mind wouldn't stop encoding his hands all over her and it even imagined her reaching down and stroking his erection through his pants, finding it bigger than Arthur ever was.
She definitely needed to get some relief soon if such a simple kiss was making her think up such perverted things.
While that was happening, Ginny was gasping and panting as she was masturbating to the sight. It seemed she was lucky or unlucky that her room was next to Harry's, being between the library and his room, and she'd used the spell she used before when he was snogging Tonks. She had done so when she heard her mother go to leave and Harry told her to stop.
She heard it, and everything that preceded and followed, thanks to using one of the Twins' listening ears having put a small hole in the wall between and placing the ear there under his bed and then charming it to pick up the sound more.
She had done it mostly to hear if Hermione or that Tonks woman decided to visit Harry without anyone knowing.
Only, she had heard and then seen everything Harry said to her mother and what he had made her mother forget and commanded her to do.
Now she was watching him snog her while molesting her by grabbing her breasts and butt through her clothes and even guided one of her hands to stroke his groin too!
She was outraged and horrified at first, but then she got hotter and hotter and needed to relieve herself.
She was very confused: she loved Harry and wanted to be his girlfriend and wife, but she kept getting excited and turned on at seeing him make out with other women, and now he was enslaving her mother and her body felt like it was going to orgasm just from the thought of that alone!
Well, on the bright side, she didn't have to worry about jealousy if she did marry him since he'd likely be taking a wife for each of his houses that he was in charge of, which now counted House Prewett once his orders to her mother came to fruition, and as such she'd see him doing more than kiss other women.
Part of her felt that she should step in and stop this, but the majority of her was enjoying it too much and didn't give a shit about how wrong or right or perverted it was.
The fact that it was backed up by the desire to win the war and for Harry not to get hurt caused the part of her that was against this to quickly be silenced.
She idly wondered how long Harry planned to keep her mother in the room, hopefully long enough for her to get another orgasm or two out, but regardless she had made a decision.
She was going to make her move that night, no matter what!
She didn't give a damn if she walked in on him having sex with Tonks, Hermione, or even her mum, she was going to go to Harry and ensure he knew where she stood and what she wanted!
Regardless of if he ended up getting serious with Hermione and Tonks, or if he fully made her mother his slave, she was going to make sure he knew of her own desires and intentions!
DONE!
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