The Reunion
Chapter 1
(Hogwarts)
It's been 10 years since Riddle's final end, and everyone at the school was celebrating and mourning their losses. 'Potter's Army was there, with the exception of Ron Wesley, who died trying to open the chamber.
A group of them were waiting on one person. "Has he come in yet?" Asked Neville. Who was now the size of a bull moose. A fashionable bull moose, but a bull moose never the less. He had become the Hordailculture professor of the school and married his crush, Hannah Abbott.
He was talking to a beautiful woman with 'cat-like' eyes and some mannerisms; she was around 5 foot 8 (6 foot 2 in her heels), had shoulder-length brown hair in waves, lightly tanned skin, and brown eyes. "No, not yet." She said this was the smartest witch in their generation, Hermione Granger.
As I said, they were awaiting one person, and he just showed up. He was now taller, more filled out, and was very handsome. He was with five other women, though. He was lightly tanned, his black hair was in a ponytail, and he wasn't wearing his glasses, so his 'lady killer's green eyes were on display.
He was surrounded by the women and walked up to the headmistress, McGonagall. She is retired now, but she wouldn't have missed this for the world. She was in red and gold robes and used a cane. She was surprised to see one of her favorite students walking up to her. "Harry?" She said he smiled and hugged her firmly.
"Good to see you, Headmistress," he said. She sobbed into his chest.
"It's good to see you, my boy." She bent him to her and kissed him on the cheek. "The others are asking about you." She took his hand and led them to the others. While Harry's entourage introduced themselves to her.
(With Potter's Army)
They were talking to each other about what they were doing now when they heard McGonagall. "Excuse me," all conversation stopped, and they looked over to see her with one person they had wanted to see. "I think you wanted to see him."
They were shocked at who they were looking at, "HARRY!" They said, and they rushed him in a tight hug. He hugged them back; the women he was with were happy he was with his friends. Hermoine jumped and hugged him tightly. Then he held his fist out to Neville, and their fist bumped, but then Neville grabbed his arm and gave him a huge hug. He pounded Harry's back as he hugged his best friend.
The other women just looked on with a smile; the first one had pale skin and long silver hair. violet eyes, and a slim frame. Wears a flowing black dress and a silver necklace with a crystal pendant. Next was a young woman with short black hair with blue highlights, piercing blue eyes, and a curvy build. She was dressed in a blue sundress, black stockings, and pumps, which she complained about every 5 minutes.
Next came a woman that was tall and muscular, with long brown hair tied in a braid, hazel eyes, and tanned skin. She was in a black blazer and slacks combo with black, heeled Mary-Janes and no blouse underneath her blazer. Then came a curvy woman with olive skin, wavy dark brown hair, brown eyes, and a warm smile. Dressed in a white gown, nude stockings, and flats.
Lastly was a woman with short, spiky purple hair, green eyes, and a toned build. Dressed in a black pantsuit like Harry's with a white blouse and boots. "These are members of my support system." Said Harry, "Cass, my magical support."
"Hello," she said.
"Next is Nat, my tech expert."
"Hey," she said. "Why did I think wearing these 'shoe-stilts' was a good idea?"
"Elena, my trainer."
"Hey," she said. "I told you not to wear them." Nat just glared at her.
"My cook and team Mom, Sophia."
"Ciao," she said.
"And lastly, Zara."
"Hi," she said. So they talked some, and then Harry went to get some air.
(Atrium)
Harry had found out that Ron had died and Draco and his cronies had died in prison. He didn't believe it, so no next-generation Dark Lords. Just then he heard someone behind him. "There you are." It was Hermione, "the party's inside."
"I know, just wanted to get some air." He said, she chuckled.
"So what have you been doing? How did you meet these women?"
"Through work, as I have said, they are my support system. The people I work for allow it."
"That's nice of them; who do you work for?"
"It's named 'Slut Life'." Hermione was in shock.
"Slut Life?"
"Yeah, their slogan is 'Monetizing doing good'."
"Okay, but why is it called 'Slut Life'?" Just then, Nat came walking up to them.
"Because of Marissa," she said.
"Marissa?"
"Yeah," said Harry.
"So, who is she?"
"My adjuster."
"Okay,"
"She's, well, she's a... Well that is…" Nat spoke up.
"She's a big tittied elf." She said, Harry facepalmed.
"A What?" Said Hermione. Nat grabbed his phone and showed her a tall, slim woman with pearl-white skin, blond hair in a bun, and light green eyes. She has pointed ears, a curvaceous figure, and wears professional yet seductive attire, like a tight blouse, pencil skirt, and black stilettos. "She looks good though."
TBC