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In an ornate hall of manor, at the end, was a throne upon which sat Voldemort, and in front of him kneeling were his loyal subjects. With a voice that was barely above a whisper calling on one of his most trusted followers "Rookwood"

Out of the thin smoke, a tall man draped in a dark trench coat appeared kneeling in front of the throne "How may I serve my liege?"

"I want a complete prophecy this time around, and you will bring it to me. Severus reported that Dumbledore has his Order members guarding it, have a care how you handle this situation, no one is to know about my return" he said his voice turned threatening and eyes turning into slits, the amount of power he projected was oppressive with the gravity almost crushing the man in front of him as he stressed "Should anyone do learn about it, you remember what happened to poor Rosier don't you Augustus?"

The man shuddered at the mere memory and bowed to his master stating "I will make sure, none will know about you! I will make sure your wish will be fulfilled, I live to serve you my liege" sweating and dripping from man's forehead as he stumbled over his words a little.

He looked at the man with a small bit of agreement as he leaned back in his throne waving his hand "You are dismissed until the next report!" as the man smoked away he once again whispered "Yaxley and Swelyn"

As the two men smoked in he instructed "Start recruiting and that too, not only from our country but from all over the world I want to see numbers increasing every month. Do it with caution not even your shadow should know about it. I will not tolerate any failures" he emphasized before placing subtle commands on men as he received nods he added "You are dismissed until you are summoned upon"

As the two men vanished in a smoke away he leisurely scratched the Nagini's head and made a pleased hissing sound with a black stoned ring on his finger, the Gaunt Ring a family heirloom as he was born Tom Marvolo Riddle. Jr to Merope Gaunt and Tom Marvolo Riddle. Sr in 1926. His mother was Squib witch of the Gaunt family last descendent of Salazar Slytherin.

He learned rather early in life that power was everything in this world and with that realization came revelation that he was different. He had magic, a gift that no one else possessed, the power that proved that he was above everyone else and had the right to do anything he wished.

He experimented with his powers, learning the limits, after all, you need to know where limits are to go beyond them. That lasted until, his 11th birthday he was found by Dumbledore, the first person he ever met who had magic and power far greater than him. Back then he had enough smarts to, hide his sadistic tendencies under his charisma.

His devotion to the headmaster was unwavering, his thirst for knowledge unquenchable but Dumbledore saw through his mask when he killed that mudblood bitch Warren. But he too was done playing nice having learned all he needed to from Hogwarts, but to him it was a drop from the vast ocean. After he graduated from Hogwarts he studied the Dark to the dept that was only rivaled by Dumbledore. He found what he was looking for, a way to immortality.

He always felt that human life was feeble, he wanted to triumph over Death. It was not fear of it but his anger over Death having power over him. His arrogant young self thought the answer was Horcrux, but facing the humiliating defeat on Halloween at the hand of Harry Potter and again in his quest for stone, showed him the flaw in his plan.

Dividing his soul resulted in the loss of his mental capabilities and magical prowess, a mistake made by his foolish, arrogant self. His goal hasn't changed; only his path has. In the past, when he started his first rise to power, towards his rightful place in society, he recruited and ensnared himself into the upper echelon of the magical community in Britain. His ultimate goal is to free the magical society of muggle oppression.

Since 1930, his motivations have been clear: to liberate magical communities worldwide from their muggle oppressors. But that was only a stepping stone to his goal of immortality, power, and a world groveling on his feet.

As one of his many mentors said, there is no right or wrong, light or dark. There is only one thing in this world: Power and those who seek it. Nothing mattered but power, and he will get his hands on it this time. But first, he needs to deal with a nuisance.

Descending to the dungeon, he looked at the rows of empty cells all dirty and grimy. Reaching the end of the row observed the blond-haired man hung up on the wall from his wrists and ankle, naked as the day he was born. With a cut across his chest blood dripping on the floor, his hair sweaty, muddied, and dirty. The hair that Malfoy lord was once proud of now became a mark of his shame.

"Ah! Lucius, I hope elves are treating you fairly" Dark Lord said with a hint of mirth in his voice before he with a flick of his wand made the man's head stick up and back with the wall. Looking the man in his eyes the dark lord asked "Now, tell me why did you do it?"

Hearing his prisoner mumble a response, he sighed "You are mumbling Lucius, it seems you are still sluggish from all the sleep you have been getting, you must feel comfortable here" before giving a smile and saying "Don't worry I have just the thing to…" as he started back and forth rubbing his chin ignoring the mumbling pleas of the man "what do they say, Americans…. I have heard it before in my travels there, has been too long… just a little… AH!"

With a cruel smile, he said "I remember, I have just a thing to jolt you awake!"

{CRUCIO!}

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Malfoy's voice of pain rang throughout the manor under the red curse feeling all the nerves in the body being lit on fire.

"Invigorating, isn't it Lucius!" the Dark Lord grinned enjoying the so-called wake-up call he was giving. He ended the curse and let out a sigh his eyes still wide in exhilaration as he said "Now that's how you start a morning! Where was I again, right" he leveled the man with a vicious glare asking "Why did you think it was a good idea to use the diary I gave you for save keeping, to bring me back when I left you with instruction that it should never see the light of the day"

A shaky voice answered "I… was… trying to help you… my…" but stopped when the clamps around his neck tightened as the dark lord's glare intensified further blocking his airway and making him choke and struggle to free himself.

"Now, haven't Lady Malfoy taught you, that telling lies is injurious to health" his magical grip tightened the metal collar till his prisoner was almost purple from the lack of oxygen. He relaxed it before stating "Now the truth, Lucius or next time I won't stop until I see blood coming out of your eyes"

The gasping man whimpered saying "Revenge…. I… *gasp* I… wanted… revenge…" stopping to take deep breath before adding "Against… Weasley's… for insulting… me…"

"See that was easy, wasn't it? You just needed a little encouraging" with a smile on his face before adding "It's simple, to satisfy your ego, your own need of vengeance you betrayed me by giving the diary to little blood traitor bitch, which led to it getting destroyed" his tone getting cooler with every single word that left his mouth until he wasn't smiling anymore.

With that he said "You committed treason Lucius and in my court, death will be a release from what I have in store for you" he looked the man in the eye before adding "And the debt you owe me, well I will extract it from your son, who I pray for your sake is more competent than you"

Seeing the prisoner struggling at the mention of his son, the Dark Lord let out an annoyed noise casting a petrification charm on him ending his struggle and following it with another cruciatus curse watching as his victim withered in agony, he enjoyed it quite a bit but seeing Lucius go unconscious which is when he ended the curse and turned around leaving the limp man on the wall.

The Dark lord made his way to his ritual room where the runes and ritual circle were already prepared, etched on the stone floor along with bodies of dead muggles, and started his chant.

Hogwarts Infirmary, 27th June

Opening his eyes, he squinted as the morning rays fell on his face through open windows on his side. Groaning he tried to move his body but every muscle in his body was aching with a hundred different kinds of pain. He felt the air leave his lungs and gave up for the moment, though he found that he could move his neck.

Turning it he looked down only to find a mass of his of silvery blond hair laying on his right hand which made him smile. He turned to his left he hissed as it strained his neck muscle before noticing a familiar copper-red hair with his hand being used pillow.

He smiled, remaining still, not wanting to disturb them. He took some time to prepare himself before facing the music and started remembering every detail from his graveyard battle.

Just then Pomfrey came to his bedside carrying a tray of potions which she placed on the side table and turned to him starting to change his bandage, which made him wince and he said "Aow! Gently Poppy!" his voice was raspy and throat dry as a desert.

She froze her hands leaving the bandage while Apolline who had been sleeping near her was woken up by the involuntary jerk of his hand, groggily looked at him in confusion which cleared when the healer beside her squealed "Oh by Merlin! You are awake!"

Before she could say anything Sif who had been woken up from her slumber by the matron's squeal, quickly noticed the emerald pools were open and after a short sigh of relief, she lunged at him getting out a squeal of her own "HADRIAN!" taking him in a tight embrace and a hungry kiss.

That made him feel two very different and distinct feelings, pain and pleasure at the same time. His body screamed in pain while his brain was swimming in the cranberry taste and the sweet smell of eucalyptus.

But Poppy was nothing but professional and along with a little bit jealous of the redhead was quick to stop them "Alright! You two! Knock it off!" physically pulling both teens apart.

The girl was mortified and was about to apologize but Harry stopped her saying "It's okay Sif, I needed that kind of wake-up call though let's save it for summer shall we?" with a wink which made his fiancee blush before he turned to healer saying "And you Poppy, are a spoilsport" with pout on his face.

Matron simply rolled her eyes with a smile while Apolline who had been quiet till now stood up with a teary smile as she gently caressed his right side, giving him warmth which he nuzzled into it before leaning down and a placing soft kiss on his lips saying "It's a relief to see you awake, Mon Ami, gave us quite a scare"

He smiled with a pink tint on his cheeks saying "I am sorry Apple, I will try to do better next year" returning the peck with a determined look on her face.

The mature veela withdrew with a smile quickly adding "I think we should inform others, you have had a lot of people anxious for the last three days, Mon Ami" sharing a look with Sif who nodded in agreement.

His eyes widened gasping "Three days! It's been three days since the task?"

Apolline and Sif took their leave laughing at his reaction while Poppy shook her head closing the privacy blinds around the bed and dropping her glamor which made her patient smile as he admired her while she continued undoing his bandages "Yes, it's been a three days Harry, most of your injuries where easy to heal but the cursed blade wound had punctured your kidney, completely butchered it. As such I asked for Andromeda's help to remove the damaged organ and grow a new one, which took a whole day but an additional two more in observation to make sure your body accepts the transplanted organ"

When she finished removing the bandage from his torso, she looked a little guilty which made him look down at the spot where he was stabbed by the dead rat only to find a long dark angry mark glaring back at him with Poppy saying "Sorry, but the mark left by a cursed ritual blade, it's permanent" as her hand gently brushed over it.

A chuckle left his mouth saying "Tickles" taking the healer's hand with his now functional hands before saying "You did all you could and that is all I could ask for" giving her hand a tight squeeze.

Wiping her eyes she smiled giving him a soft kiss on the cheek adding "I will see you later, as there is an avalanche of people I must herd out so you can give Madame Bones your statement in peace" Sighing she put her glamor back and took a deep breath opening the privacy screen only to show the group of people which included his family, friends and of course his ladies.

Poppy gave a stern look to everyone asking "Not a word people, you all can meet Mr. Potter three people at a time, but only after Madame Bones has taken his official statement"

The redhead woman who was standing aside smirked as she stepped in and with a wink aimed at her sister wives closed the privacy screen raising very privacy ward before turning to her fiancee. She settles beside him on the stool saying "Hey Green Eyes, so got yourself in trouble again?"

"Yeah, see I got scars and all, cool right?" he quipped both laughed.

But Amelia is quick to sober up as she stands and leans over to kiss him soundly on the lips, taking the fill of her sweet taste of his lips before ending it saying "Don't you ever worry me like that Green Eyes, cause I might just die without you by my side"

"Can't do that, I made a promise after all, to come back to you and everyone else" he says taking his hand to tuck a stray strand of her crimson red lock behind her hair before grabbing the back of her neck and taking her in a possessive kiss, enjoying the taste of cherry before the need of air end it leaving both of them panting adding "And I will keep that promise beyond the end of the time"

Amelia felt a shiver run down and her core melt as it was the first time she had seen this, possessive side of her future fiancee which tickled the part of her brain that she buried years ago but now wasn't the time to open that door. She smiled answering "And I know, every one of us will be here for you, Always"

She sighed settling back in the chair "Now I want to know your version of what happened in the Maze and beyond, first unofficially and then officially"

He sighed explaining what all happened in the maze, recounting his various challenges, he made a note in his mind to thank Remus for the wolf medallion.

"… than I met with Flower, she had just faced Blastended Skrewt. That's when we were attacked by Krum" his face going pale as he relayed the rest of the fight ending with his killing of the fellow champion.

Amelia saw how shaken her fiancee was she took his hand saying "He hadn't been Krum for months Green Eyes, with curses, potions, and ritual he was turned into a puppet set out to complete their master orders. There was nothing you could have done barring killing to stop him, so you did the right thing"

He nodded with a small smile "I… I don't know how to feel about it, like I did what I did to protect someone I loved but in the end, I killed an innocent person and nothing but a puppet of twisted man, why do I feel so guilty?" looking down at his right hand only seeing blood on them.

Taking his hand in hers she gave it a reassuring squeeze and with a sad smile added "That's, because you are a good person, that feeling of guilt is what separates you from those who kill just for fun or their benefit. That makes you warrior, not a murder" she knew that it's going to take time for her words to sink in and make sense.

He nodded and continued his journey, telling her about being swept away to a graveyard, his small skirmish with Peter Pettigrew before the ritual that resurrected the Dark Lord, his conversation with the man, and his fight with junior Death Eaters.

"I love those claws, Amy, it's very useful in facing the bullshit fighters," he said with a plan to thank her properly in the coming summer. He let out a melancholic chuckle saying "You know, as much as I feel guilt for what happened with Krum, strangely I feel not a sliver of that for death eaters I killed at the graveyard"

Amelia smiled "You killed the parasite that has been leaching on the innocents for years, there is nothing to feel guilty about it"

He nodded continuing as he told her how after the battle only he and Dark Lord were left standing adding "It was the strangest thing Amy, he was acting not like the monster that he looked like but more human. He said something like it was a prosperous occasion as such he was letting me go, before vanishing out of there" he said with a confused expression on his face.

Amelia shared the same expression thinking about what Dark Lord could be thinking doing this but didn't matter as there was a report to be done as such she started "Okay, now for the official statement let go You were kidnapped and taken to the Graveyard where you fought and kill Peter Pettigrew"

"But what about Voldemort?" he asked looking more than confused before adding with a smirk "And I always thought you always played it by the book Amy"

"I am but sometimes you need to burn the book for the favor of the betterment of the people," she said with a smirk on her lips before adding "I believe every word you said, Green Eyes. Our esteemed Minister of Magic Fudge on the other hand will never accept it. He is greedy, cowardly, and more importantly, loves his power. As such he will deny anything you say, he will launch a campaign just to discredit you. He already sees you as an enemy after his seat since you tore his reputation to pieces at Black's Trial. He won't let an opportunity like this to get revenge on you slip from his hand"

Harry saw the logic and was far more impressed by her cunning that he immediately agreed to it and both carefully crafted a much cleaner version of his story which held sprinkles of truth in it.

Once finishing she stored it in her expanded pouch before standing him letting out a sigh of relief asking "I am going to report it to everyone but there is something you should know" as she quickly caught him up to speed about everything about Junior who was behind Rosemerta's case and his kidnapping.

"…Dora found out but by the time she arrived you already entered the maze and Fleur took it upon herself to warn you but Krum attacked before she had a chance" Amelia ended with a sad smile.

He reflected on that smile saying "Can you send them in individually next, please?" with a smile.

She nodded kissing him soundly before saying "See you later Green Eyes" and opened the privacy screen announcing "Mr. Potter would like to meet you Auror Tonks followed by Ms. Delacour, individually" putting a great emphasis on the word as she took her leave from the infirmary feeling light as a feather in heart but at the same time hundred stones heavier at the same time.

A very hesitant Dora stood there looking pale not taking the steps necessary but a firm hand on the shoulder from Andi gave her the courage she needed and taking a deep breath she stepped forward and quickly turned closing the privacy screen. It provided her another second before she turned with a smile on her face greeting "W…Wotcher Harry" trying her best to change her colors.

He didn't smile but kept his face neutral as he ordered "Come here Dora" he watched as she tried to act normal but he wasn't fooled. As she started to settle on the bedside tool he spoke again in a commanding voice "No, not there, here" patting on his bed.

She followed taking a seat but was surprised when he pulled her in for a hug with his good hand making her head fall on his chest. Looking up at him she asked "Har… ry?" as she felt his hand encircled her waist.

"It's okay, Dora. You did everything you could love, you gave it your best, it's not your fault" he said kissing the crown of her head while he rubbed her back gently.

She was silent and her body stiffened under his hands before it started to shiver, her gray fray hair started to soften and silken as her hair turned black which was followed by moisture coming down her cheeks, she started to sniff and snort as she started babbling "I am so sorry Harry Bear, I just wasn't fast enough, I am clumsy and that's why I was so late! I am so sorry Harry Bear!"

She continued apologizing and crying as she lay there in his arms, while all he did was hold her tight and keep repeating his reassuring words to her. After about almost fifteen minutes she calmed down, having had her good cry done looked up to her man, the man she was so sure she lost due to her tardiness and here he was, alive and well, consoling her.

Their man who escaped victorious from a dangerous tournament was forced to enter and escaped a madman who was out for his blood. Her hair went red as she stared into his emerald pools, lust gathering in her own violet eyes and her body heating up, she leaned up kissing him, letting her emotions flow freely.

He didn't hold back either, returning the kiss with equal intensity as his hands took mind of their own with one taking hold of her breast and another sliding down to her gorgeous arse and giving both of them a good squeeze making her moan in the kiss.

But she stopped the kiss and his hands saying "Not so fast lover you have some healing to do over the next few days but I promise we will continue this when you come back home, for now, I will send Aphrodite in so you can give her some sweet loving like this, she had it worse than me" as she gave him a honest smile pecking him and getting off.

Harry lightly spanked her arse making her yip a little and turn back only to see him grinning at him. She chuckled "Cheeky bugger" as she exited and after a minute Fleur entered.

She seemed as if she never entered the cursed maze to Harry, she looked perfect. He let out a breath "Flower" he knew she was okay even back when he sent her away with his Charms professor out of the maze but the visual confirmation just seemed to relax him even further.

The veela didn't say a word simply taking the seat on the bed which was previously occupied by Dora. She looked at him cradling his face, moisture in her eyes evident as she gave him a brilliant smile "Mon coeur, you are okay?" as tears rolled down her left cheek.

He nodded wiping the stray tear saying "I am, and you need to know, there is nothing to feel guilty about. You saved me from Krum when I was out and for that, I will thank you properly later"

She chuckled shaking her head "We will be 'ere all day if we start arguing about zis, so let's just say" a little mischief slipping in her eyes as she ended "We will both show each ozzer our gratitude but I will need a particular favor from you later on" with a little hesitancy in her voice.

He simply kissed her on the mouth gently saying "Anything Flower, you can ask the world of me and I will give it to you" ending with a kiss relishing in the maple taste of her lips.

She chuckled patting his cheek saying "Non, I just need a favor, and as for the world?" she pecked him saying "I 'ave mine right 'ere in my arms" with a soft smile as she laid her head on his chest listening to his heart beats which made her sag in relief and she stayed like that for some time.

Getting a sigh she smiled saying "I shouldn't be 'ogging all your time, ozzers are waiting" She caressed his face pecking him lightly before taking her leave but adding some extra sway in her hips as she opened the privacy screen and left with a knowing smirk on her face.

He groaned "Minxes all of them" with a dopey grin which turned into a genuine smile as Andromeda entered. She looked bone tired but that didn't subtract anything from her beauty which made him comment "You look great Andi"

The witch didn't say anything but made her way over to him, she simply climbed on his bed, straddling his vulnerable form and looking at him with a mixture of love, relief, worry, pride, and an overarching lust in her honey-brown eyes.

She claimed his lips with her own in a searing kiss with her hands cradling the back of his head. She dominated the kiss with such an aggregation that surprised her partner who was trying to keep up with her as his hands found their way to her delectable plum back, cupping each cheek and kneading them roughly.

She let out a feral sound sound which was somewhere between a growl and a moan into the kiss, before ending the kiss. Both panted but she didn't give him a chance to talk simply pushing his head in her bust and moving her hand through his hair while his ministration continued

"You are okay dearie, you are okay, you are home, nothing will touch you. You are mine, ours, you are future Lord Black and no one messes with Blacks" She stopped her voice losing all the warmth and gentleness it carried till now with cold steel dripping in her voice as she ended "And those do, well they are living on a borrowed time"

With his head swimming in the ocean of camellia in the delicious valley of the bust he was barely able to register what was being said and simply nodded in agreement.

When he lifted his head he had a dopey grin on his face as said "Can we stay like this forever Andi?" his chin nestled in her cleavage while his hand filled with arse flesh, for his teenage hormonal mind it was heaven.

The woman let out a small laugh as she nodded saying "Oh, we can dearie but that won't be fair to others now? Would it?" playing with the side of his hair.

He sighed burying his face back in the valley and mumbling "Okay not eternity but five more minutes?" giving her arse a tight squeeze.

The witch bit her lower lip as she nodded "That's more than acceptable dearie" as she simply enjoyed the pleasure she received from her man and felt all the tension leave her being knowing that he was safe and sound in her arms.

But soon she had to stop him with a similar promise to continue when he was back home which only increased the young man's eagerness to return home and put everything he planned into action.

Bring him out of his thoughts was Susan and Daphne entering, both had similar signs of exhaustion, tear tracks, ruffled hair, dark circles underneath their eyes, and paler complexion than he remembered.

Before he could even utter a greeting the blond moved from her spot crossing up to him and kissing him. It wasn't the fiery as he shared with Andi but was slow, deep, and full of emotions.

He wrapped his hands around her waist lightly and feeling her tense up was quick to remove it but was stopped when her hand held it in place. She was shivering with tears running down her face which he felt on his own.

Caressing her head and lightly combing her hair he returned the kiss trying to calm her down and reassure her of his well-being.

As it ended the witch was sniffing and snorting as she said "You, listen to me and listen to me well, cause I don't like repeating myself!" her voice shaky as continued "You have no right to put your life, in danger, your life, your very being and heart belongs to us! Don't you dare put it in danger, mister, cause I don't take kindly when people mess with what's mine" her voice breaking as she asked "Do you understand! I said do you understand?"

He simply nodded before taking her into a hug letting her cry much like Dora. He looked up at Susan who simply took a seat on the other side asking "Anything to add Sue?" with a very inappropriate smirk on his face.

Shaking her head the redhead said "No, just that I don't do warning mister" before leaning in and giving a kiss before laying on the vacant side of his chest her eyes landing on his lap, and smirked adding "And we will take care of your not so little problem when you are home"

"Huh?" Daphne said looking up as she wiped her tears and followed her sister wives eyesight her face went from pale to a brilliant shade of red as she noticed the tent in the blanket.

The wizard simply went crimson and didn't comment but did pinch the redhead's bum making her yelp and give him a faux glare which he returned but both smiled and devolved in laughter with Daphne joining in with her own before both of them left.

At his request, they held a very eager godfather and sister of his at bay for his anatomy to return to its natural state.

The next time the privacy screen opened Sirius entered looking every bit haggard like others but still had a smile on his face. He sighed sitting on the stool saying "Honestly pup, you are going to turn me gray before I reach my forties"

"And my twenties" Hermione added as she followed the older wizard matching the tired looks with others.

He grinned saying "Like you don't have grays already Padfoot"

The man went wide-eyed as he started to look at his locks asking "What! Where? This better not be a prank or I will kill Moony for this, he knows how much I love my hair!" before conjuring a mirror and inspecting every bit of his head.

Both teens laughed at his antics with Hermione taking a seat beside Harry on the bed sighing as she asked "So that wanker is back right?"

Getting a nod she took his hand saying with a determined expression on her face "Well, we have dealt with him before but this time we will make sure he kicks the bucket for good this time"

Sirius finally done with his inspection nodded saying "Yeah, wait what? He is back? What did I miss?" looking hell of a little confused.

Harry sighed promising "I will tell you later Padfoot, once we are somewhere more private, but yes he is back" with a solemn expression on his face to which the mature wizard nodded in agreement.

Just then Poppy came back saying "I am sorry to cut the visit short but it's time for Mr. Potter's dressing"

Both were quick to leave but not before Sirius asked "When will he be discharged Madame Pomfrey?"

"By lunchtime" she replied readying the cotton, dittany, and bandages focusing on the task at hand. As the visitors left she relaxed dropping her glamor.

He mused looking at the healer with a soft smile on his face "You know, sometimes it's just amazing how beautiful you are under that glamor of yours. It shame you have to hide it"

With a pretty blush on her face, the healer fumbled a little with her bandage stuttering "TH.. Thank you, Harry. But I am afraid people's perception isn't the same as yours, not everyone respects skill over age in our society"

"They should, it's unfair to you and Minnie to hide yourself just to fit in," he said with a scowl.

She chuckled "That's how the world works, Harry, nothing you can do about it," she said finishing his dressing and passing him a potion "Here, all in one breathe"

He grimaced as it smelled very pungent but seeing the stern look on the healer's face he took the vial and emptied it as instructed making a face at the taste "Taste's like feet!"

"And how would you know what feet taste like, Harry~" Poppy teased him and laughed as he pouted at her. Putting the empty vial back she smiled "Now it's time for you to rest" She helped him lay back down and get comfortable in the bed.

She lost her balance and stumbled, their lips meeting accidentally. But now a drowsy teen had so many kisses he didn't mind and kissed the matron back, registering the new flavor in his mind.

Poppy didn't react for a moment before turning to kiss the young man soundly. It was an accident but one she had dreamed of for a while and wasn't going to stop it from taking its natural course.

When they broke apart, with a dopey grin he said "You taste like Honey, Poppy. It suits you! You are very sweet just like honey! Hey that's your new nickname… Honey…" as he slowly drifted to sleep.

Poppy smiled pecking him on the lips saying "You can call me whatever you like Harry, but only when it's just us, you silly stupid man" She moved her hand in his hair before standing up and reapplying the glamor before leaving the young man to rest.

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