AN: taking very liberal creative license with certain facts and details. I do try to make things more real by doing some research, but I also rely on you to fill in some gaps. Please Join me and enjoy my twisted tale.

SPRB

01/07/95

Four people stepped from the Eurostar Train onto the platform of Disney Paris.

In mapping the route, Sirius asked Harry if had been to any amusement park. When Harry confessed that he had never personally gone to a Park, they asked if the Grangers could move up the schedule.

When Dan had learned why, he agreed.

They were planning on staying at the Amusement Park Resort for a week.

Emma had taken one look at what Harry was wearing and decided that he needed a wardrobe infusion.

Dan took the advantage to look around and find any excuse to avoid being dragged along. He settled on a little shopping of his own.

They checked into their Hotel, and had a light lunch. After settling Crookshanks and Hedwig (she rode in her cage in the seat beside Harry) in the Suite, they did a little sightseeing.

The next week it was all rides and games for the kids and relaxing and wine drinking for the adults.

08/07/95

The Group boarded the 'Sea-Witch Hagatha'. Settling into the Ambassador Suite, Dan and Emma just stared at the opulence of Rooms.

"Uh … Harry, how are you affording all this?"

"Oh… that. Well Dan, I am Batman Rich." Harry responded with a stone face.

"You have been spending too much time with Moony and Padfoot." Hermione shook her head. "You have mastered the straight man, but your timing needs a little work." She dumped Crookshanks on the closet couch. "You are supposed to just say you're rich. Forcing him to ask how rich."

"And how are you so not surprised about the fact that your boyfriend is Batman?" Emma smiled at her daughter.

"Oh I knew by the end of third year." Hermione smiled at her mother. "And while I am chuffed for you to consider that he is my boyfriend, I have yet to make it official. I do wish you had waited for us to get out to sea before you said anything in his hearing. Now I have to do something that will upset Daddy."

Dan went to open his mouth, but a look from his wife held his tongue.

Hermione smiled gently at Harry, allowing her 'cat self' to show she stalked Harry. Her movements caused him to freeze as he watched her. She slinked up to him, and pressing her firm and tight breasts into his chest, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her forehead against his. "Harry. Do you consent to being my Warlock? Do you take me as your Witch?"

"Yes. I do." His arms wrapped around her waist and he kissed her.

They were shrouded in an aurora that flashed gold and green. "My Lord." Hermione whispered as she felt the magic settle on them.

"What was that?" Dan was a little panicked. He knew that his baby-girl was a witch and that he was going to lose her to the other world but this was too soon.

Hermione turned in Harry's arms, keeping him wrapped over her like a living shawl. "That was me Claiming Warlock Potter as mine. While researching the Contract for the Tournament last year, I found this passage about Circles and Covens. I have always known that I will have to share Him with others, but this way I can take active steps to protect him."

"And why would you need to protect him?" Dan growled.

"Because he is busy protecting me, my coven sisters, or my Parents." She glared at her father. With a perfect copy of her Mother's Glare.

"Sir… She is a Gryffindor. We don't know how to back off unless a bigger Gryffindor makes us or you put us down. I have faced a Dragon, A sixty foot Snake that kills Ninety-eight percent of all Wizard-kind that has ever seen it, and a Cerberus. I still take a knee to her." Harry tightened his arms about her, having captured her wrists. "We are the Warriors of the Wizard World. She is also a Hat-stall. She only chose Gryffindor over Ravenclaw because she was following Albus and McGonagall. Had Flitwick been the wizard to introduce her to Hogwarts, she would never have chosen the Scarlet and Gold."

"Mom, distract Dad. Harry took on a Basilisk to protect Me, to Avenge Me, as a twelve year old. And Dad in his intent to protect me is triggering Harry's protection of me. I don't want the two men in my life to fight over me, trying to protect me."

Emma stepped around Dan, grabbed his Ear and kissed him. Dan tried to struggle but quickly wrapped his arms about his wife and returned the kiss.

Bark.

The two non-mundanes turned to look at Hedwig in her cage. The owl was not happy about being enclosed.

Harry smiled at his first mistress. He left Hermione and stepped over and picked up the cage. He gently placed it on the coffee table in the centre of the common area. He opened the cage and allowed her to step onto his arm, before he lifted her to shoulder height. He spotted a T-perch in the corner. He placed her before it and allowed her to step onto it. He cooed over her as he scratched her spots.

The Owl purred… or as close to it as a bird can.

"So… Hermione. I got a parting gift from Padfoot and Moony. They included two doses of the potion and advised me that the study is best with two… or more participants. The first part is twenty four hours, but the rest takes about two weeks to master. I was hoping for you to join me."

"What is it?" She frowned at him.

"I took an oath. If you trust me, and join me, I can promise that you will not be disappointed." Harry gave her the same face he had when he told her parents how rich he was. "I can only Promise that I am up to no Good."

Her Fuzzy Ears snapped up. While she was able to suppress her Feline Features, she never could go all the way to Cat. Her tail flexed, as she began to Purr.

The Ships horn sounded.

"Great Wizard Master Harry Potter Sir ready to unpack?" Dobby appeared at Harry's knee bouncing on his toes. He stilled, peered at Harry for a minute, before peering at Hermione. "Blessings!" Great Warlock Master Harry Potter Sir has taken a Witch!"

"Harry… why is Dobby calling you that?" Hermione's ears had flattened to the top of her Head.

"You know he gets." Harry laughed it off as he took a step away from the growling witch. "He's always calling me Great Wizard this and Great Wizard that." Another step.

"Yes…" she hissed. "But he never called you Master before. Why is he calling you Master?"

"Because I can't get him to stop without a direct order." Harry took a third step to the side, and now had a bedroom door behind him.

The Ambassador Suite came with three bedrooms off the living area. The Master with its king sized bed and private ensuite with a big tub bath by Muggle standards.

Opposite the Master bedroom are two standard rooms, with each a full bed and they shared a full ensuite.

It was into the Hall side smaller bedroom that Harry had behind him. He swallowed as Hermione lowered herself as she coiled to strike… before he bolted into the Bedroom and slammed the door, just as she lunged at him.

"What's that about?" Dan asked as he watched his daughter pound on the door between her and her prey.

"Missy Grangy not liking that Great Warlock Master Harry Potter Sir has Bonded Dobby." The pointed nosed creature answered from the area besides Dan's knee. "Missy Grangy not going to Like that Winky is also in the Trunk…"

"Winky?" Hermione had overheard and spun to glare at the Elf hiding by her Father. "He bound Winky?"

"No, Master Doggy bonded Winky, but she wanted to serve Missy Grangy and her 'Rents until Master Doggy collected us in Rio." Dobby grinned. "Great Warlock Master Harry Potter Sir bond Kreature. Kreature too old to travel. Kreature is charged with the upkeep of the Black Townhouse."

"Why is he Talking like that?" Dan peered down Dobby. "And why is he wearing a jersey with your boyfriend's name across the shoulders… and where can I get one?"

"All House Elves speak like that." Having switched to lecture mode, her ears eased up and returned to normal as her tail vanished. "They don't like to wear normal clothes and giving clothes to them breaks the bond."

"Great Warlock Master Harry Potter Sir had Dobby remove his socks and hats and rags. Dobby now wears Uniform." He picked at the Jersey. "This is so everyone knows that Dobby serves House Potter." He nods. "Dobby is not allowed to self-punish. Dobby is given Allowance, not pay. Dobby has Sunday Morning for personal business."

"And Healthcare?" Hermione glared at the Elf.

"Two sided answer for that one." Harry had opened the door, but from the way he was standing, he could get the door closed before she could get to it. "The Answer is he must eat and rest at every opportunity. An Elf in poor health can not properly serve. A wounded Elf can not properly serve. Remember, Their entire society is based on Serving Wizards."

"But that is Slavery!" Hermione cried.

"By twenty century British Muggle Ethics." Harry responded. "Would you demand that the Centaurs wear clothes? That Goblins not carry weapons? That Wizards learn how to use public transportation?"

"Of course not!" She sounded horrified.

"Elves Serve." Harry stepped out of the room. "That's their purpose in life. Like a Horse must run and a Krupp must Hunt… An Elf must serve."

"So SPEW was just completely wrong." She sat heavily on the sofa.

"Yes… and no." Harry sat beside her and pulled her into a side Hug. "Many Elves still need protection. Dobby was a status symbol, and Lucius abused him to lift his Value. Neville has an Elf. It was his Father's." She frowned at him, "And can you see Greengrass living in a house without an Elf?" Her frown darkened, so he continued, "Of course Parkinson and Nott need to be watched if their Elves are not in good health."

"I will think about it." She huffed.

"So… Dan, Emma. You are in the Master bedroom." Harry turned his Head. "Winky!"

"Master Hairy." The Female Elf now wore a toga style dress and kerchief of black velvet, a silver twisted curtain tassel tied about her waist.

"Winky. These are the Grangers. Dobby calls them the Grangys. The Females are in your care until we get to Rio. Dobby will take care of me and Dan. Both of you remember. You are bonded for Life. I will take your Head before you are dismissed. Giving you clothes means that I don't want it to fall on the floor."

The Elves shivered as Harry's Magic washed over them. They then popped away to unpack for their humans.

"What was that?" Hermione growled.

Harry smiled at the witch. "I was just reinforcing the Bond links. I often pass my things to Dobby when he is helping me change clothing. I had to rebond him three times before I took the Black approach. By promising to kill them before releasing them, both having been free Elves, locks them to their Bond. As you are in her Care, Winky will see you as a Master. Talk to her. Find out what she wants and needs. She needs Work. The way you need books."

"Oh No!" I didn't get my Books for next Year!" Hermione started to panic.

"I got two sets of every subject barring Divination, for all seven years." Harry patted her knee. "From last year's book list. Odds are that the only book you will need if you go back will be the DADA book."

Hermione regained her breathing, when Emma spoke up. "If? As in the possibility of Her not going to Hogwarts in the Fall?"

"That's the main reason I am going to Rio. There is a School out there that will teach me things that I need to know if I am going to destroy the Drip Limp. In the meantime, Britain needs to know that I can just walk away if they think they can abuse me and my reputation."

"And you are doing what… exactly?" Dan growled.

"Removing the only leverage that can be brought against me at this time." Harry patted Hermione's knee again. "I pulled her along so she can't be used as a hostage against me. I then removed you so you can't be used to leverage her. Black and Lupin are joining us in Rio before taking a teaching job at a school just off the coast of Brazil."

"So you are going to a School near Rio." Emma sat on the couch across from the kids. Dan was slow to follow.

The Boat's horn sounded, again.

"Not exactly. Remus was a graduate of Hogwarts, but has earned a triple Mastery in Dark Creatures and Curses Studies, Mundane Social Studies, and Arithmancy. He doesn't have the spark to think up the ideas of the Marauders. Sirius was more wand than brains, and the Rat was just the Look out."

"The Rat?" Dan noticed the sour look as Harry said the word.

"The Wizard that betrayed my parents and left Sirius to hang for it." Harry sneered.

Hermione patted his hand on her knee. "He will get what is coming to him. And in the meantime, he lives in fear and pain."

The Boat… Ship… pulled away from the pier and pushed out into deep water.

"So if you are not going back… what is Hermione to do?" Emma asked, "What are we?"

"Hermione has two options before her, she can Follow Moony and Black to the Paradise of Arcane Academia… or join me in traveling to the only School that can teach me what I need to know." Harry smiled at her, before looking at the two Squibs. "If she takes the First option, you have the option of staying at a private island where clothing is optional and coconut cocktails are bottomless. If she joins me, you have the option of staying at the Casa de Barro Estate. Or you can sail around the world a time or two."

Hermione glared at him. "You are going looking for trouble this time."

"No… but I am not trying to avoid it this time either." He grinned back at her. "Besides. We are going to be in Rio for about two weeks with Padfoot and Moony. You have until then to make up your mind. In the meantime, enjoy yourselves and relax." A double toot of the Horn reminded Harry of something. "Oh… one more thing. The Sea Witch is a topless family Cruise Ship Company. And they're owned by Veela."

"You forgot to tell me that you signed up to travel for a month in the company of topless Veela?" Hermione smiled evilly as she morphed her hand and sank her claws into his leg.

"First, it is only owned by Veela. This is their Courting season. It is where they gather the females together in the conclaves. Next Month, every unmated female runs through the three European School's graduation roster from three years ago and selects her choice. If two or more choose the same Wizard… they share him… to death."

"But what a way to go." Dan nodded.

Emma just glared at him.

"The Wizard does get a say. And with modern medical potions… it can take years for him to die." Harry pried Hermione's claws from his knee.

"How do you know this?" Emma asked.

"While we waited for my paperwork to trickle through the system, we planned every step of the journey. I had to read up on the Veela before I risked two muggles with literal man-eaters.

"And what is the policy on swinging?" Emma asked.

"Don't ask Us, don't tell Us." Harry answered. "And if possible, put Hedwig's perch outside the door."

Hermione frowned at him. "I got the first part…"

"Well… I doubt that they will be wearing socks or ties…" Harry responded to the bookworm.

"Still not getting…"

"Uh, Hermione. As I understand. The Tower is a group of multiple beds in one room." Emma looked at her daughter as Dan quickly stepped out onto the Patio Deck.

"Yeah…"

"And the Girl's side is charmed to prevent Boys from visiting in the night…"

"Yeah…"

"So where is a Witch to go when she needs her Wizard's Wand?" Hermione's ears reappeared and were up and forward. "Now… how is that wizard supposed to let the other guys know that the room is occupied and to not enter?"

And you know this because…" Hermione glared at her mother.

"You do know that your Father and I met in College…"

"Don't ask any more questions." Harry pulled Hermione to her feet, as the girl went limp in his arms. He drug her to the Smaller room that had a sliding glass door out to the Patio Deck. "That way she doesn't have to answer. Was going to offer you the option of this room."

Hermione looked around. "No. The view of the Horizon reminds me that we are out on the water." She turned to look at the room. "Besides, you have Hedwig. She will need to be able to stretch her wings more than Crookshanks." She stepped towards the main room. "You said something about books?"

"Just ask Winky."

TBC