Harry Potter and the Sisters Black | By : oldwolf Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 181776 -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 6 |
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Harry and his
entourage walk down to the kitchen, with Harry expecting to get bitched at for
not being home yesterday.
When they enter
the kitchen, Petunia and Dudley are waiting for them with a cake on the table.
Petunia says,
“Harry birthday Harry.
“Yeah, happy
birthday cousin.”
Harry looks at the
pair with a huge grin on his face. He
silently crosses the floor and embraces Petunia. “Thank you Aunt Petunia,” Harry says before
placing a chaste kiss on her cheek. He
releases his aunt and turns to Dudley.
Sticking his hand out, he says, “Thank you as well Dud.”
Dudley takes his
cousins hand, “Don’t mention it, for all the hell I’ve given you, you could
magic me into whatever you wanted and I wouldn’t complain.”
“Congratulations
Dudley, as of late, I’ve learned how refreshing it can be to forgive old
enemies. I’ve made peace with one old
enemy lately whom I figured was lost, I guess now it’s two old enemies who are
now friends.”
Dudley grins, “It
may feel good for the guy doing the forgiving, but I think it feels even better
for the forgiven.”
Harry looks at his
women, whom all but Mione nod their heads.
“Anyways, what say we stop looking at that cake and get to eating it?”
Dudley and Petunia
look at the messy haired wizard in disbelief for a moment before they start to
grin and quickly cut the cake.
The entire group
sets into the cake with gusto, completely forgetting about the missing senior
Dursley, a very serious mistake.
Vernon comes home
after a hard day at work, critical supplies had been delayed three weeks and
his secretary, Mr. Dobson, hadn’t been in for Vernon to work off his stress
with.
When he hears
laughter coming from the kitchen, Vernon temporarily forgets about the very
real threat of fully trained and legal magic users in the house.
Furious Vernon
heads for the kitchen where he finds his wife and son having cake with his
freak of a nephew.
Utterly enraged,
the fat muggle stalks towards his wife, “YOU DAMNED WHORE! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING? DOING ANYTHING TO MAKE THAT WORTHLESS FREAK
HAPPY OR FEEL WELCOMED?”
Once Vernon
reaches his wife, he pulls back his right fist and starts to bring it down in a
devastating blow.
Petunia and Dudley
are suddenly treated to a spectacular light show as Bella, Cissa, Tonks,
Hermione, and Harry all let loose very powerful, and very nasty curses.
Vernon lands on
the other side of the wall in a rather large pile after making a rather
impromptu doorway.
Harry’s voice is
harder than steel, “Bella, incarcerate Vernon, but do not injure him any more than
he already is.”
Bella grins evilly
as she summons a bit of debris and transfigures it into a small cage. She walks over to Vernon and quickly
transfigures him into a rabbit, before shoving him into the cage.
Meanwhile Harry
walks over to Petunia. “Are you
alright,” he asks, his voice surprisingly soothing.
Petunia looks at
her nephew with no small amount of fear as she nods her head.
Harry reaches out
and lays a gentle hand on his aunts’ shoulder after he sheaths his wand. “It’s alright; I’m not going to hurt you.”
Petunia’s voice is
barely above a whisper, “How did you do that?”
“That is why
wizards are feared, that was a short, but not overly powerful magical barrage.” He looks at his thralls, “Cissa, start on
clean up, make sure nobody saw that, or if they did, they don’t remember
it. Tonks, fix that wall please. Mione, please sit Dudley down, he looks like
he’s about to fall down.”
Hermione grabs
Dudley by the arm and guilds him to a chair moments before his knees give
out. Cissa pops out of the room and
Tonks looks at the wall for a second before casting a rather powerful Repario on it.
Petunia’s face
goes white as a sheet as the wall debris comes back together and fuses until
it’s impossible to tell a rather fat man was just thrown through it.
Cissa pops in a
moment later, “It looks like we’re clear master, I think part of the blood
wards include making sure nobody notices magic in the house or at least nobody
was looking this way.”
“Excellent, now
please go see Albus, he’s probably going to need to run interference again.”
With a nod, the
woman once more disappears.
Hermione is
looking at Harry with a small amount of awe, and no small amount of lust, as he
gently leads his aunt to a chair and gets her sat down.
Tonks gently licks
her lips the look Hermione is giving Harry.
However, before she can call her masters attention to it, Bella comes
skipping down the stairs.
Everyone gives the
former Death Eater an odd look, “Bella are you alright?”
“Yes master,
you’ve allowed me to fulfill one of my greatest fantasies since I became your
slave. For that, I thank you master.”
Cissa chooses that
moment to pop back in and actually manages to avoid being stunned, “Master, I
bring word from Dumbledore. He says not
to expect word from the Ministry. It would
seem Fudge got your letter and acted upon it almost instantly. The order is already in place, but the
announcement will be made in the Daily Prophet tomorrow.”
Harry nods his
head, grateful that at least that headache’s been resolved. “Cissa, arrange a letter to the Prophet
endorsing the ministers actions. Hold
off until you can read what he actually says, but beyond that, make it just a
hair less insulting than the last letter please.”
Cissa nods her
head in dismay, “Yes master.”
“Good my dear, now
Bella, what did you do with Vernon?”
Bella kneels
before her master, “I placed the cage with him in it in your aunts’ room
master.”
“Thank you Bella
dear,” Harry then turns to Petunia.
“Aunt Petunia, how do you wish to deal with your husband?”
Petunia looks at
Harry for a moment, “I don’t know. After
that display, I don’t really want anything to do with him, but still, he’s all
that I know.”
Harry’s ready to
kick himself in the nuts for his tendency to pick up stray puppies, “If you
like, I have several properties from my inheritance that are currently
unoccupied, as well as at least one that is.
If you wish to divorce Vernon, I can help to arrange it, but only if you
seriously mean it.”
Petunia looks at
her nephew in disbelief. “You would
seriously do that for me, in spite of everything I’ve subjected you to?”
“Yes, I’ve
forgiven you for that, though I’m sorry to say I can’t quite forget. Still, I’m willing to help you if you are
willing to help yourself.”
Petunia nods her
head, “What would you have me do?”
“First, are you
sure you want to do this? I won’t help a
second time if you back out once we get started.”
Petunia nods her
head again, “I’m sure. We’ve maintained
appearances for more than sixteen years, but no it’s time for the charade to
end.”
Harry nods his
head in understanding, “Pack whatever you wish to take with you. I’ll have my thralls release Vernon once
we’re safely away.” Harry then turns to
his cousin, “Well Dud, which would you prefer, your mum or your dad?”
Dudley looks at
Harry amazed, “I’ll go with you and mum.
Dad might be grateful to still have me around, but I’m not willing to
risk it without you to keep him in line.”
“Ok Dud, go pack
your things, with luck we’ll never need to set foot in this house again, so
please pack accordingly.”
Dudley stands up
and goes to his room, accompanied by Cissa.
“Bella hun, please
go and pack our things up and then help Aunt Petunia. Tonks, head to #12 and have Dobby arrange
several rooms.”
Both of the women
nod and move to do their masters bidding.
Harry finally
turns his attention to Hermione and registers her expression with a small
amount of trepidation, “Is there something I can help you with Mione?”
Hermione suddenly
realizes exactly how she’s been looking at her best friend. “No Harry, it’s nothing.”
Before Harry can
follow up on that misleading statement, Tonks pops back into the kitchen,
“Dobby says everything’s a go master.”
Harry turns his
attention to Tonks, “Thank you my dear.
Go check with your aunts and see if there’s anything they need.
Tonks nods her
head and disappears with another soft *pop*.
“Well Mione, is
there anything you think you’ll need?”
Hermione walks
over to Harry and gives him a very chaste peck on the cheek, “Not really Harry,
I haven’t even had a chance go get unpacked yet.”
Harry blushes at
both the kiss and from embarrassment that he’d forgotten that fact.
Before he can say
anything more, the rest of his family comes down the stairs and into the
kitchen. Cissa says, “Everything’s
packed up master.”
“Alright Tonks,
please make a Portkey for my aunt and cousin.
I wish to speak to my uncle for a few minutes.”
Tonks nods her
head as she reaches into her robes.
Pulling out a length of rope, she has Dudley and Petunia grab a hold
of. Instantly the two are swept away.
“Tonks, go and
make sure they get settled comfortably.
Meanwhile, where is Vernon?” The
malice in Harry’s voice makes even Bella cringe at the implications for the
fat, bigoted man.
“He’s up in your
aunt’s room master; do you wish for me to fetch him?”
“No, I’ll go up
and deal with him myself.” Harry’s
demeanor is ice cold as he trudges up the stairs with his entourage closely
behind him.
Harry is soon in
his Uncles room looking at a fluffy white rabbit. He looks at Bella and nods sharply.
Without saying a
word, Bella Vanishes the cage and transfigures Vernon back to his original
form.
Before Vernon can
say a word, Harry holds up his hand.
“Before you say so much as one word Vernon, let me make one fact crystal
clear. The only reason you are still alive
after attempting to assault my aunt is that I don’t want her to be burdened by
your death. At this point, if you so
much as annoy me, Vernon, any of these lovely ladies would happily kill you in
my stead. Now, do you understand that?”
Hatred and rage war
within the obese muggle as he glares at his nephew, considering his chances of
being able to kill the freakish brat before the stupid cunts can stop him.
“Before you get
any ideas of attacking me Vernon, I should warn you; I’ve free license to use
magic this summer. If you choose to
attack me, I will respond with rather extreme violence.”
Vernon looks at
the young man with undisguised hatred pouring out of him, but doesn’t say a
word.
Taking the fat
walrus’ silence as a good sign, Harry continues, “You should know that your
wife and son have left you. They are
currently under my protection. Now,
listen up, this part is of great significance to you. You may or may not know of my fathers’
family, but they were apparently nobility.
I trust you can follow what that means?”
Vernon’s suddenly pale face shows his
comprehension, the abuse he’d heaped upon his nephew was extreme enough, but a
noble heir could have those allegations investigated with amazing ease.
“I see you
understand the implications. Now, here’s
how things are going to happen Vernon.
First, I will arrange a quiet divorce from you for my aunt. You will give her a reasonable alimony which
I will stipulate. You will also move out
of this house immediately. Regrettably,
I need this house for the immediate future so your needs are immaterial. I will give you three days to clear out or
you can face the consequences, both magic and muggle. Do you understand?”
Vernon is
quivering with rage. How dare these damned freaks come into his
home and try to dictate to him. Who did
these worthless bastards think they were to come into his home and try to give
him orders?
Harry calmly
watches his uncle work himself up into a blind rage. “Remember Vernon, if you attack me, I can
claim self-defense. I also have three
witnesses who can attest to the fact that I’ve been wholly reasonable during
this entire exchange. If you do as I
tell you, things will go amazingly easy on you.
However, should you fail to comply with my commands, you will find the
consequences most… unpleasant.”
Vernon wants so
badly to reach out and kill the worthless bastard that is his nephew; however,
seeing the four wands in hand holds him back.
“Now Vernon, are
you going to do as you were told?”
The fat muggle
doesn’t even bother to hide his contempt as he nods his head.
“Good, now, Cissa
will help you pack and get you moved out.
Please do note that I’m change one standing order in regards to
you. Should you resist she is allowed to
use whatever force needed to remove you from this house, up to and including
lethal force.”
Cissa’s face
brightens noticeably at the prospect of being allowed to kill the muggle who’d
spent over a decade tormenting her master, a fact that doesn’t escape Vernon’s
notice.
Seeing his uncles
face pale, Harry nods his head. “Cissa,
you heard me. Help him pack and get him
on his way. Should he lay
a hand upon you, he is to leave this house without it attached to his body.”
The blonde nods
her head and levels her wand at Vernon, “Listen up very carefully muggle, my
master may have told me to help you, but give me the least reason to hex you
and they will be calling in house elves with mops to clean up the mess!”
Harry nods cordially
at his uncle and quits the room.
Back down in the
kitchen, Harry tells Bella to fetch a Portkey from Tonks.
Moments later,
Bella reappears with the Portkey. Harry
and Hermione grab on to it and arrive moments later in the kitchen of #12.
The group makes
its way to the kitchen, Harry realizing he’s famished. There they find Remus and the Grangers.
Harry says,
“Dobby.”
Instantly, the
house elf is at Harry’s side. “Yes sir, Master
Harry Potter sir.”
“Please see about
arranging dinner.”
“Yes sir, right
away sir.”
Harry can merely
shake his head in disbelief at the tiny creature’s antics. “Please get settled in folks, I have a few
things I need to take care of.”
Bella and Hermione
both sit down at the table. Bella merely
waiting patiently while Hermione talks with her parents.
Harry walks over
to Remus and lays a gentle hand on the older man’s shoulder before inclining
his head towards the door.
Remus stands as he
nods in understanding.
The two men
quietly leave the room without anyone commenting.
Once they’re out
of the kitchen, Remus asks, “How can I help you Harry?”
Now that Harry’s
close and taking a good look at Remus, he can see the signs that Sirius was
right. “You were there when I told Snape
about my talk with Sirius correct?”
Remus nods his head and Harry continues, “Well, he also told me a few
other things, like you’ve been in bad shape since he… fell.” Harry cringes as the reality hits home once
more. “Anyways, I promised him I’d
arrange something to keep you busy.”
“Now Harry, I want
neither sympathy nor make-work!”
“Good, because the
project I have for you is neither. With the attack on the Grangers so recent,
Hermione and myself would sleep easier if we knew that there was a competent
wizard on watch all the time; as such, I was hoping I could get you to move in
with them as a permanent bodyguard.
Before you start to bellyache about you condition, I’d be more than
happy to have them stay here the nights you’re out of commission.”
Remus looks at the
young, messy haired wizard standing before him and his heart cries that such a
young man should have to bear such a burden upon his soul. Determined to lighten the load in whatever
manner he can, he says, “I’ll be proud to look after them for you Harry.”
Harry nods,
“Thanks Remus, now we just have to convince the Grangers.”
The werewolf
chuckles as the pair return to the kitchen.
Hermione is still deeply engrossed in conversation with her parents as
the pair approaches.
Harry’s eye’s mist
over slightly at the obvious love Hermione feels for her parents and they for
her. In that moment, he once more swears
to preserve this family at all costs.
“Wotcher folks, we
need to talk.”
The Grangers all
look at him as he sits down, Hermione says, “What’s wrong Harry?”
“We have a small
problem as far as your parents are concerned.
I realize that you fair folks cannot just up and disappear
indefinitely. In fact the police are
most likely looking for you as is. After
that attack, I think it’s fairly obvious that Tom knows where you live. It’s also obvious that you’ve been targeted.”
Dave and Emma look
at each other in concern at the young man’s rather flat tone before returning
their attention to Harry.
“When you return
to the muggle world, I’m sure both Hermione and myself would sleep easier if you
had a fully trained wizard in residence, just in case.”
The two senior
Grangers exchange looks for several seconds before Emma speaks, “I’ll assume
you have something in mind?”
“Yes ma’am I
do. Remus is currently unemployed, and
given the situation in the Wizarding world, that’s not likely to change in the
very near future.”
Both the Grangers
nod their heads in understanding, prompting Harry to continue.
“Now, as Remus has
come into sufficient funds to sustain himself indefinitely, we were hoping you
would allow him to move into your home and have him escort you wherever you
go.”
Dave and Emma look
at each other for several seconds without saying anything. Just as Harry’s about to speak up, Emma looks
towards him and smiles. “We appreciate
the offer Harry, and accept gladly.”
Harry sighs in
relief while Mr. and Mrs. Granger discuss the details of Remus’ plan with the
werewolf.
Harry stands up
and excuses himself tiredly and excuses himself, the teen makes his way to his
room, completely exhausted.
On the way up the
stairs, Bella and Cissa appear to either side of him and wrap an arm under his,
lending their support.
The group makes it
to Harry’s room not a moment too soon.
He collapses onto the bed as soon as his ladies release him. Only partially awake, Harry feels the women
slowly stripping him.
His last conscious
memory being naked and his equally naked ladies laying down next to him.
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