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Harry and Hermione
step onto the train with Ginny and Ron.
As the quartet look for an empty compartment, Harry spots Neville and
curses internally, having completely forgot about the talk he needed to have
with the young man concerning Bellatrix.
The teens find a
compartment and get settled in. Within
moments, Luna joins the group and the Ministry crew is complete.
They barely have
time to get their trunks stored before Hermione grabs Ron, Luna, and Ginny for
a Prefects meeting; leaving Harry and Neville alone.
Harry seals the
door and puts up a Silencing Charm.
“Nev, can we talk?”
Neville looks at
Harry, “This is about her, isn’t
it?”
“Yes it is
Neville. Bella is going to be teaching
at school for the year. I was hoping to
find a way for you two to make amends.”
Neville’s anger is
palatable as he says, “Why should I ever forgive that bitch? You know what she did to my parents!”
Harry looks at
Neville with renewed respect, and a small amount of trepidation. “Nev, I know you want revenge, you wouldn’t be
human if you didn’t but I can tell you, revenge won’t make the hurt go
away. I realize that in some ways I was
luckier than you were. My parents were
killed yes, but I don’t have to see them as shadows of their former selves,
don’t have to hope that someday they will recover. Don’t forget though, that revenge can lead
down the Dark path. If you hold onto
that hatred and anger it can twist you up inside and turn you into what your
mother and father both fought against.”
Neville is taken
back by Harry’s words; and despite his seething anger, he can feel the truth in
them. “So what would you have me do?”
“I might have a way that would allow you to
settle the scale; however, I know about your relationship with Ginny and I
won’t risk having her hurt by this. I’ll
go over the details with you when we get to school. For now however, I think that the “meeting”
has lasted long enough.” Harry drops the
wards protecting the compartment and opens the door to find his four friends
forming a protective perimeter around the door.
“You guys can come in.”
Hermione is
blushing slightly as they shuffle in.
Harry and the guys
take their seats and unsurprisingly, their girlfriends sit down on their laps.
Not much is said
while they wait for the train to leave the station. A few minutes before the train does leave,
Hermione regretfully gathers up Ron, Luna and Ginny for the real Prefects
meeting.
Both Neville and Harry keep their wands close
at hand while they wait for their friends return.
Finally, after the
train is moving, the Prefects return.
Nobody says a word as the previous seating arrangements are resumed.
A quiet air of
contentment fills the compartment; each couple caught up in a world all their
own. However, all things must come to an
end.
The compartment door
opens and Draco Malfoy walks in, flanked as always by his goons, “Ah what a
disgusting sight, Potty, the Mudblood, the Weasel and the Loon.”
Harry quietly
draws his wand, “Malfoy, I’m in too good of a mood to have it be wrecked by
you. So unless you have something useful
to say, shove off.”
“Shut it
Potty! I don’t know how you managed to
enslave my mother but I will see justice is done!”
Ron follows his
best friend’s example, “Malfoy, none of us really give a toss what you
say. I’ve heard what actually happened
from Harry and from the sounds of it, justice has already been done.”
Draco’s face goes
red as he says, “I’d watch myself if I were you Weasel, you have so many
brothers, your parents probably wouldn’t even notice the loss of the youngest
one.”
Before anyone else
can move, a Piercing Hex flies just to the side of Draco’s neck and barely
misses his ear.
Luna is on her
feet with her wand already drawn. Her
normally vapid expression is gone, replaced with a look of anger mixed with
determination. Her voice is harder than
steel as she says, “Mr. Malfoy, listen up and listen well. I have always tolerated the flagrant abuse
and disregard of others concerning my properties and personage. However, I am markedly less tolerant of any
threat made towards my friends and associates.
Now this is the part that should draw your undivided attention Mr.
Malfoy. I care little threats against
myself. However, if in the future, you
take it upon yourself to verbally or physically attack, malign, endanger, or
inconvenience any of those in this compartment, not only will you be forced to
deal with an official reprimand, but you will also find yourself on the wrong
end of my wand. I should note that I
*am* a Ravenclaw and as such I am better versed than most in spell craft.” Luna’s grin makes the blood in Draco’s veins
run cold, “Though I have studied the spells mostly for academic purposes, I can
assure you, my mastery of them is more than sufficient to dispatch an unmitigated
amoeba brained, neo-Neanderthal such as yourself with relative ease.”
Draco can feel the
sharp retort on his tongue, but the intimidating presence of the wand leveled
against him is sufficient so he turns about and storms out of the room.
The second the
door closes behind Draco, Luna’s wand vanishes and her vapid expression returns
in force. She settles on Ron’s lap once
more with an almost smug grin on her face.
The remainder of
the trip is remarkable only in its peacefulness.
The group
reluctantly disengages from their partners and get dressed.
They exit the
train and exchange quick greetings with Hagrid before they climb into the
horseless carriages. A few other
students try to join the six, but a matched set of glares discourages them.
No words are
spoken on the trip to the castle as the groups of lovers simply hold each
other.
Professor Snape
greets the teens at the door and directs the entire group to the Headmasters
office and gives them the official password.
Harry has his wand
in hand as he leads the progression to Dumbledore’s door and up the stairs
where the ageing headmaster and Harry’s thralls are waiting from him.
“Greetings Harry,
how was your trip?”
“Relaxing sir, and
more than a little enlightening,” the teen says as he sits down.
Luna and the
others, except for Hermione are amazed at Harry’s familiarity with the
headmaster.
“Have a seat
everyone, we have much to discuss.”
The teens slowly
seat themselves around the room.
“Harry, the first
thing I would like to discuss is the attack outside of Gringotts.”
“Very well sir.”
The other teens
look at Harry in confusion.
“The interrogation
of the man went surprisingly easy. He
willingly confessed to a large number of crimes, including use of the
Unforgivables. As such, he’s already
been remitted to Azkaban Isle where he shall spend the remainder of his days.”
“Thank you sir;
however, I’m surprised Riddle authorized the attack.”
Albus smiles
sadly, “I’m afraid he didn’t Harry. You
see, this is the danger in being a warrior for either side. There will always be young witches and wizards
who wish to gain a reputation for themselves by killing you. I myself have survived over one hundred
assassination attempts since my defeat of Grindenwald. That does not include the formal duels I have
been challenged to by people with the same intent.”
Harry pales in
comprehension.
“It is not as bad
as it may seem. Most of the attempts
were easily thwarted with no damage to the surrounding area. Still, no wizard who I ever faced was as
powerful as Grindenwald, until I crossed wands with Tom Riddle.”
Harry starts to
calm down greatly.
“Also, I want to
thank you for the interview you did with Ms. Skeeter. It does allow for the sisters to roam the
castle freely. I know you will want to
help your friends in any way you can, so long as this does not interfere with
their school work, there should not be a problem.”
Harry blushes
slightly in comprehension.
“Very good then,
now I’m afraid I must ask to speak to you and Ms. Granger alone.”
Harry nods his
head, “Cissa, please take the others down to the Great Hall.”
“Actually, I will
need to speak to the entire group again, so don’t go far.”
Narcissa nods her
head and leads the other teens from the room.
Once the others
are safely out of the room, Albus says, “Now let me say that the situation
between you and Ms. Tonks is not unknown.
However, I have no objections to the situation as it stands. I would like to employ her as a security
consultant and assistant DADA instructor.”
“I agree sir,
pending her approval.”
“Very good then as
she said almost the exact same thing.
Now, on to your boarding arrangements, you have been given a full suite
of rooms as is befitting your status as a noble heir and your ladies have been
quite busy in the decorating. As I
understand it, Bellatrix went a bit overboard in her decorating. Still, I think you will be rather pleased
with the overall effect.”
“Alright sir. Is there anything else?”
“Just one small
matter to clear up concerning Bellatrix’s position on the staff. I know you are to honest to exploit the
situation, but some feel it best if the matter is stated explicitly. One of the clauses in the employment states
that you are forbidden to make inquiries beyond the norm concerning exams,
assignments, etcetera, do you understand?”
“I do sir.”
“Very good, now
unless I am mistaken, you would prefer to avoid the feast this evening, so as
to dodge the questions concerning your thrall’s employment.”
Harry considers
things for a moment, “I hate to admit it sir, but you are correct.”
Albus grins, “With
your natural aversion to the limelight, I understand. Now, I would also like for you to continue
the DA this year, this time with an official endorsement. Narcissa and Ms. Tonks would be of great
value in such an endeavor.”
Harry quashes his
instinctive agreement and takes the time to think for a moment. “What would I gain from this sir?”
Albus smiles, both
heartened and saddened by the teen’s words.
“In exchange, your retainers will be given quarters close to yours and
will all of you will be given a position very much like a Prefect. However, they will be removed from their
current House and will be required to relinquish any such title or position
that is dependant upon House.”
“Retainers sir?”
“Yes, Ms.
Lovegood, Mr. Longbottom, Ms. Granger, and Mr. and Ms. Weasley.”
Harry’s eyes
sharpen and focus on the old man. As
their eyes meet, Harry feels almost as if his mind is reaching out to touch
Dumbledore’s. In that instant, Harry can
see Albus explaining the prophecy to Tonks, sensing the headmaster would know
how the woman would react; he can also sense the old man’s awareness of the
current romantic situation of the teens.
In the next instant, the connection is lost and both men shake their
heads violently for a moment.
Albus says, “I was
not aware that you were practicing Legilimency Harry.”
“Nor was I Albus;
I don’t know how I did that.”
“Hmm… perhaps
another skill from your thralls. Be
exceedingly careful Harry, there are too many ways in which that power can be
abused.”
Harry nods his
head. “Very well sir.”
“Now back to my
question from earlier, do you accept the offer Lord Potter?”
“I accept your
offer Headmaster Dumbledore. However, it
will be up to my retainers themselves if they wish to avail themselves of your
proposal.”
Albus nods and
closes his eyes for a moment. Moments
later, Narcissa leads the group back into the office.
Without a word,
the teens avail themselves of the seats.
“Ladies and
gentlemen, I have a proposal for you.
Lord Potter has accented to continuing the DA this year. Now in compensation, he and his retainers
will be given special considerations.”
Albus stands up and begins to pace back and forth. “Traditionally, a noble lord, such as Mr.
Potter here, kept an army of servants and staff, but he kept a small group of
extremely loyal retainers whom he was normally very close to. All of you have proven your loyalty to Harry
and I would like to offer each of you a unique opportunity. It would require you to formally resign your
Prefect-ships and withdraw from such things as the Quidditch team. However, in compensation, you will receive
your own set of room. Much like the
House set up except that it would be only you and those that Harry might choose
to include in the year to come.”
Hermione is the
first to speak up, “Sir, I’ve had the longest to think about this so I should
probably answer first. I spent four long
years working hard for this badge.” She
reaches up and undoes the badge, “However, last year I discover that it was
just an extra set of responsibilities.”
She tosses the badge onto Dumbledore’s desk, “I can honestly say sir,
that I have no regrets about giving that thing up. Now hopefully, I can have time to have a
life,” she reaches over and takes Harry’s hand, “and maybe do some studying
just because I’m interested in the subject.”
Ron takes off his
badge and looks at it longingly, “Harry mate, I know I only got this because
I’m your friend. However, to help you
the most, I’m going to risk mom’s wrath.
Quidditch is fun, but it’s not more important than you are.” He then tosses the badge onto the desk.
Ginny takes off
her own badge, “Mom was ecstatic when she heard I’d made Prefect. Merlin, even the twins were proud of me. However, family always comes first; and
Harry, you are family, even if you do have the wrong colored hair.” Her badge joins the other two.
Luna removes her
own badge as well, “Daddy was happy when he found out I had been made a
Prefect. However, he also told me to
always stand by my friends. I don’t have
very many friends that can accept me for who I am and I make it a point to
stand by those who do no matter what.”
She stands up, crosses to the headmaster’s desk and gently lays her
badge with the other three. She then
turns around, walks over to where Ron is sitting, and takes her place on his
lap.
Albus watches as
the young wizard wraps his arms around the witch’s waist as she leans back into
him with a small grin on his ancient face.
“If that is settled than I will make with the explanations, for all
intents and purposes, each of you is a Prefect.
However, instead of reporting to a head of house, you will report to
either Harry or myself. Your class
schedules will be the same as they were before.
You will have the right to give and take House points as well as assign
detentions; however, these must be countersigned by a teacher. If you can find the needed people to form a
Quidditch team before the session starts, I’m sure Madam Hooch would be willing
to add you to the roster. Is there
anything else?”
The teens look at
each other and each shakes their head.
“Well then, any of
you whom wish to can feel free to skip the Welcoming Feast, except of course
for Ms. Tonks and Bellatrix.”
Harry stands up
slowly, “I will be skipping the feast sir; I have no wished to be bogged down
with questions before it’s needed.”
“Very well Harry,
anyone else?”
Each of the teens
nods their head in turn.
Smiling, Albus
says, “Narcissa, please take these fine young people to Rowena’s painting
please. To set the password, simply tell
her that you wish to change the password and what you wish to change it to.”
“Thank you sir.”
Bella and Tonks
follow Albus out the door, promising to be back as quickly as possible while
Cissa leads the teens out the door, just past the library and to the portrait
of Rowena Ravenclaw. She greets the teens
in a voice that is eerily reminiscent of Luna’s normal voice, “Greetings Mr.
Potter, the Headmaster told me to expect you.
What do you wish for the password to be?”
Harry grins at his
friends for a moment, “I want the password to be, Shag Riddle.”
Rowena giggles, “I
like it Mr. Potter, I like it indeed.”
The portrait then swings open and reveals a common room, much like the
Gryffindor common room except that it is decorated in red and green.
There are five
hallways leading from the room.
Cissa says, “Each
of the halls leads to a room that has been set up for one of you. The one with the crossed swords above it
however, is my masters. The one with a
raven emblem is for Luna, the wand is for you Neville, the broom is for Ron,
and the lion is for you Ginny.”
Ron hesitantly
speaks up, “Where will Hermione be staying?”
Hermione says,
“I’ll be staying in Harry’s room. First
off, what’s said here stays here, everyone understand?”
Everyone nods in
agreement.
“Ok, the short
version is that I accidentally swore a Witches Oath not to leave Harry. As such, I have to spend most of my time with
him. We are not sleeping together as
such, however, we are dating.”
Harry keeps an eye
on Ron while Hermione makes her statement.
The red headed boy
looks at his best friends; he walks over to Harry and extends his hand, “Harry
mate, I know I’ve apologized before but I want to apologize again. I didn’t act like much of a friend when I
first heard about what happened to you.
I will admit part of me wants to rail against you, but I know you didn’t
force Hermione to make that Oath, just as I know you won’t take advantage of
her.”
Harry smiles
brightly as he shakes Ron’s hand, “Your apology is unnecessary, but still
appreciated.”
When the two let
go, Luna glides over to her boyfriend and gives him a soul searing kiss on the
lips that leaves both of them dizzy.
While Ginny watches her brother get an
impromptu tonsillectomy, Neville wraps his arm around her waist.
Harry wraps one
arm around Hermione’s shoulder while the other goes around Narcissa’s
waist. Each of the ladies then wraps her
own arm around Harry’s hips.
Down in the Great
Hall, the Feast is in full swing. Bella
and Tonks are sitting up at the staff table and Cho Chang is looking over the
Gryffindor table searching for Harry.
Finally, the announcements are made and Cho decides to try and corner
Harry’s other slave, Narcissa tomorrow.
Back in the Potter
Suite, Harry and Hermione are in the private library when he says, “Mione, I’ve
got a question for you.”
Hermione looks up
from the book she’s perusing, “Yes Harry?”
Harry sits down,
“What do you think about Luna?”
Hermione can feel
the question behind Harry’s words, “I don’t know anymore. Before her little run in with Draco on the
train, I’ll admit I agreed with everyone else, she was nuts. Now I’m not so sure.”
“The reason I’m
asking Hermione, is that you two are more alike than you might realize.”
Hermione looks at
Harry in shock.
“Think about it,
almost every genius in history has been an eccentric, even you. Your love of Hogwarts: A History and absolute
obsession with rules can both be tacked up to this. Luna’s eccentricities are just a bit further
out there and obvious.”
Hermione’s gaze
unfocus’ for several seconds as her mind works through Harry’s words. With an effort, Hermione manages to dissect
her own actions from an outsider’s point of view. Finally, her gaze locks onto Harry. She calmly says, “I hate you Harry Potter. You are completely right. Damn, I am going to have to apologize to her
immediately.”
Hermione and Harry
go to the common room where they find Ron, Ginny, and Neville. Hermione goes down Luna’s hallway while Harry
goes over and taps Ginny and Neville on the shoulder. “Hiya guys, can we talk?”
The pair stands up
and Harry leads them to his private library.
Neville says, “Is
this about our chat on the train?”
“Yes it is,” Harry
sits down and waves at a pair of chairs.
They sit down and
Ginny says, “What’s going on here?”
Harry replies,
“Gin, you know what Bella did to Neville’s parents correct?”
Ginny hesitantly
nods her head.
“Well, as you may
not know, Bellatrix will be teaching Potions this year and I rather want my
friends to be on at least civil terms with my thralls.”
Ginny asks, “So
how do I come into this?”
“Simple, I have a
little plan in mind so that Neville could even the score with Bella. However, I will not have you hurt by this
Ginny. I wouldn’t forgive myself, even
if your family would.”
Ginny did not
honestly think her opinion of Harry Potter could get any better, however at
those words, she is proven wrong.
“Alright, let’s hear this plan of yours.”
Harry swallows,
hoping that he isn’t making a major screw up.
“What I purpose is to basically give Bella to you two for a couple of
hours.”
Neville looks from
his girlfriend to Harry, “What would I be allowed to do?”
Harry locks eyes
with the other wizard, “Any thing you like, short of killing her.”
Both Neville and Ginny’s eyes go wide at
Harry’s pronouncement. Finally Ginny
says, “You honestly mean that Neville could do anything to her so long as it
didn’t kill her?”
“I’m saying that
*both* of you could do anything so long as it’s non-lethal.”
Ginny leans over
and whispers something to Neville who nods his head. “Will she agree to this Harry?”
“I don’t know if
she will agree to it, but she will do it because I tell her to do it.”
Neville and Ginny
lock eyes and nod in synch, “I accept Harry.
When do you want to do this?”
“I was thinking
the first Hogsmead weekend.”
Neville nods his
head, “That will work. It gives me some time
to work out what I want to do to her.”
Harry says, “If
you like, I can talk to Bellatrix about coming up with inventive ways to
torture her if you like.”
Both of them look
at Harry in amazement. Ginny says, “And
you mean that she would actually help plan her own punishment?”
“Yes she would, if
I told her to.”
Ginny looks at her
boyfriend and nods her head. “I think we
will take you up on that Harry.”
Ginny and Neville
leave shortly there after and Bella and Tonks return.
Tonks crosses the
room and kisses Harry full on the mouth for almost a minute. Harry’s hands come around and grip Tonks arse
as their tongues duel. Finally she pulls
back and says, “Master, there’s something new I want to show you.”
Tonks grabs
Harry’s hand and pulls him out of the seat, into the little hub that’s the
entrance to Harry’s private suite, and into the bedroom.
In a thrice, Tonks
is completely naked and Bella has Harry down to the buff. Tonks lies down on her back on the bed. “Master, please straddle my chest.”
Harry hesitantly
climbs onto the bed and on top of Tonks, his legs on either side of her torso.
“Alright master,
now please move up so your cock is between my breasts.”
Harry crawls up
Tonks body, making sure to keep his weight off of her.
When her master
has done as requested, Tonks gets another good look at his impressive tool and
wonders how her aunts could have take it in their petite arses. “Now master, please grab a hold of my breasts
and push them together so that your cock is enveloped.”
Harry gently takes
each warm mound of flesh in hand and pushes them together.
“Very good master,
now I want you to move your hips so that you are moving your cock between my
breasts like you did my cunt.”
Hesitantly Harry
starts to rock his hips back and forth, reveling in the new feeling. Shagging Tonks breasts like this is a
completely unique experience.
When the tip of
Harry’s dick appears from between her breasts, Tonks can’t resist the
temptation and leans up and kisses the head.
Harry’s head is
already spinning from pleasure when Tonks kisses the tip of his dick. With a primal growl Harry comes, shooting his
load onto Tonks face.
Tonks shudders in
orgasm as the warm goo hits her face.
When Harry finally
stops shooting off, he collapses to the side.
He sees Tonks reach up to her face, “Stop Dora, leave it were it is.”
Tonks stops
instantly and climbs off of the bed, cum still on her face, “As you will
master.”
A/N: Until next time.
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