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Chapter 18: Christmas Part 5: Visits to the Vicious and Victims of Vigilance
Who do you think you are? You are nothing but a self important bureaucrat! Now get out of my way before I remove you. � HJP to the idiot impeding him at the ministry when he resolved the Slytherin matter.
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Waking up with three girls curled around him was something that Harry was starting to consider normal. He stretched a bit and looked at the two dangling slaves. One was still suspended by her arms while the other was in a swing. For a moment he wondered what the hell he had been up to and why he felt a slight feeling of discomfort in his body. Laying back and letting the sleeping girls snuggle against him, Harry began to think back on the past few days. He had gone completely loopy and had spent most of the past few days acting like a honeymooner. And by the feel of it he was experiencing it.

�So what do we do now?� Harry thought as he went through a mental checklist of his and their states. �Most of the time after Gringott's was just fucking about except that Sarah managed to get more direct information on the Tonks family and I reinstated Dora and her mother into the Black Legacy while I was busy with Anne. So have Sarah finish going through that hellish portfolio while I do what while the rest of them recovers. Well I have been putting finding a way to Azkaban off��

As he went through his plots, plans and pursuits, Harry let his hands run over his girls. He felt a loathing to leave the bed and their attention. He sighed as he realized that they had managed to overcome his defenses that the Dursleys and the rest had resulted in. he was no longer holding himself apart from the world around him; however, while he may have had interactions with people such as the girl gang he had been the proxy head of that did not mean he had held them on even somewhat of an equal footing in his mind. He had been willing to acquiesce to his rival in the boys� gang and their mutual loathing of Dudley, but he had considered himself different from everyone else.

�Alice started to wear my aloof manner from anyone,� Harry thought as he reflected on the way he had come to this path change. �Anne was someone that needed help and she was so sincere in her willingness to join and practically proclaimed herself to be my tool to use that there was little to resist at that point. Still I resisted their sexual advances somewhat, but now I am no longer spurning their need for physical affection. Hermione was a welcomed surprise and things developed oddly with that. When I met her, I never expected her to become who she has become. I will admit that their rivalry has been helpful. Dudley has been reduced to a non issue and the rest of that family will be dealt with in the proper time. Still with all that resolved, I guess I should deal with the Azkaban matter. The Lestranges should be silenced and more information on Sirius Black will be needed. I should be able to arrange a Portkey there and as the Head of the Black Family I most definitely have the right to visit them. That I will be interrogating them is beside the point; however, I believe that Sarah should find some clauses in the marriage contract to claim their valuables. Bellatrix was born a Black and thus should be dealt with by a Black.�

While he was busy contemplating things, Anne stirred from her sleep. She was sore oh so very sore, but she felt satisfied completely. Her head moved a bit to look at the rest of her bedmates. She saw that her master was caressing them caringly, and that her two friends were as sore and satisfied as she was if not more so. It had been a good day, and reflecting on it she knew that this was but a short respite in the plans and plots that her formulating and formidable master was devising.

�He may not think so, but he really needed the past few days,� Anne thought as she snuggled her head closer to him. �All the stress he had been under was not good for him, and even with the relief that Hermione and Dora were providing there was still some built up. Sadly they get him for the majority of the rest of the spring, but things will be more even next year. It was a bit odd to see him so soothed as to be that mellow even if he was in the middle of screwing both of their asses.�

Normally Anne would have stuffed her mouth with him, but for some reason she didn�t feel the need in either of them for that at the moment. It likely would be evening before any of them was up for more than teasing and such play. It was likely that they would be snoozing in the bath while he was gone as they tried to recover to their previous states. Anne was aware that there were ways to quicken the process, but she felt no pressing need to do so. It was just a lazy morning after all was said and done, and Anne doubted that any of them really wanted to move too much. Even Dora and Sarah in their dangling harnesses were quite spent and the lot of them would likely soak their sore bodies and maybe massage each other. Oddly Anne felt it likely that it would not become overly sexual with just a bit of sensual thrown in.

�We must really be spent,� Anne thought as she just absent mindedly ran her hand along his leg with her head resting on his thigh. �Here I am not inches from his cock and I am content just to look. My jaw is sore and both my holes feel to tender for more than light petting. Still a bit of relaxation never hurt us any and I do feel a bit more controlled and less likely to act out of have a bit of fun. Why I don�t think I would even cut and drain a salesman at this point� maybe a religious nut or something.�

The house in particular and neighborhood in general tended not to have door to door salesmen or other such sorts wandering about. The last time a hypocritical door knocker tried to sell some spiritualism things had been a bit bad. Anne had been a bit irritable that day and the man had been an idiot so he had been door slammed and when he had refused to leave been dragged in and dealt with. Sure he had barely gurgled before getting jacked and tossed to the companions for food, but as was discovered he had been a serious deviant in their opinion so it didn�t really matter. Why the area seemed to be a literal honey pot for degenerates to come to. Luckily that he had been absent and that she had done a good job in reining back her impulses or more attention would have been brought to the area even with the odd people that made sure that no official looked too close in the area and that was without Dumbledore�s own subterfuge in the area.

�Awake I see,� Harry murmured as he brought his hand to gently pet Anne�s hair. �We did get a bit overboard yesterday. So don�t expect too much this morning��

�Considering how I feel and likely they feel,� Anne said with a shuddering moan under his attention. �I think we will take a rain check on that anyways. I am a bit too smashed still otherwise I wouldn�t be able to talk right now.�

�Considering how you are and I have been more so lately,� Harry said as he looked down amazed that he hadn�t risen this morning yet. �I can say that is understandable. I believe it is a good thing that there is some business that I need to deal with today.�

�True that does make things simpler,� Anne said as she nuzzled against his stroking hand. �You do realize that almost any girl in the area would gladly welcome you to their bed or elsewhere. We may be a bit violent, but you did a damn good job of straightening things out around here. They are rather grateful and if it wasn�t for that there is the fact that you seem to be one of the more attractive as well as endowed of the men around here. If you get back to school without rolling one of them, it will be a miracle, but don�t think that they will give up just like that. As it is, I believe that they will try to schedule things in for the summer. In the mean time, the rest of them are likely to stay back since they consider that Alice has first chance at you anyways with me and the rest following.�

�You are rather mellow than normal,� Harry said as she practically purred into his palm. �I think the connection has stabilized the lot of us. I seem to be less distant and you seem to be less prone to random violence. On the other side, all of you seem to be more prone to enjoying certain activities. Not that I mind of course, but I didn�t expect for me to have the same level of enjoyment in providing those experiences as you five do in receiving them. I can get why I need to be in control, but the inflicting pain on anyone but those waste of space Dursleys was not something I was thinking I would be inclined to do.�

�The violence is cathartic as Hermione would say,� Anne said as she noticed that only the two hanging were anywhere near aware. �That is the reason that you seem to enjoy it and we realize that we do things that should be punished. Since we don�t agree with the sheep on things we gave that in part to you. You are our authority, your words are to us law, and that is all that matters.�

�Still I need to get a bit clean and since you are awake,� Harry said as he slipped upright and scooped Anne into his arms. �We might as well get clean together��

With that Harry slipped from the bed and his feet softly landed on the floor. He straightened up and started to carry the cuddling girl in his arms. She nuzzled against him and he ran his right arm along her back. As they walked past the two still bound and slightly aware and aroused ladies, Anne looked at them quizzically. If Harry had been looking at her face, he would have seen that she was being thoughtful and considerate for her.

�Sir,� Anne said as she looked at the still needy girls. �I think a quick bit of attention for them would make them feel better.�

Harry looked at them and he noticed their gaze at him. It was a hungry gaze that he could clearly feel now. He saw that they still wanted at least one last bit of attention and he wasn�t the sort to leave them hanging unless that was what they wanted or what they needed at that time. With a bare thought he had an appropriate tool in his right hand, and Anne moved her arms to wrap around his neck allowing his arm more room. A few moments passed as the lash caressed the two until he saw them shudder and once more flow before collapsing into sleep once more.

�You could have drawn that out more,� Anne commented as she watched the sleeping women shiver as they dreamed still creaming. �Although I think I will prefer the more time for myself that this provides.�

�You would and will,� Harry commented as he traced her back with the handle. �Still that is for later, my willing one. We have plenty of time for that and we do need to clean off and you need a bit of a soak considering you were too sore to do too much this morning already.�

�Yes sir,� Anne said as she lifted her head up and kissed him on the lips. �I do feel like I am missing a bit this morning.�

�Perhaps that can be alleviated later,� Harry said as he carried her into the bathroom and leaned her against the tub. �In the mean time we need to get clean before that soak, so no distracting me.�

�Yes, sir,� Anne said with a slight pout that turned to a sigh as he washed her sore body all over before turning to his.

Anne for the most part just sat there as she was maneuvered and washed front and back as well as in and out. It was nice to be cared for instead of providing the care, but she had her own needs and eventually slowly she stood on her wobbly legs to assist her master in getting his own self clean. For the most part she ended up leaning on the wall while he stood near enough to scrub his back after lathering his hair.

Once they were both clean, Anne sat in his lap as the tub filled with warm water. The gentle cleaning he had done with the warm water and his soothing caressing fingers had eased some of her strain. She had been rather wild and overexerted herself when she had the time with him alone. It was likely that she had still been running on arousal and adrenaline when the last of the night had occurred. Still reclining against her master while soaking in a warm tub was doing wonders and his hands were working the rest of her taunt muscles back to form.

�MMMMH,� Anne murmured as she felt her master�s hands soothing her belly to breasts. �This is nice. So what were you planning to do while we recover and Sarah goes over the rest of the business concerns before collating and compiling the information?�

�Well,� Harry said before he let his hands play a bit more. �I think I will deal with something the Black Family brought up. It seems that the Lestranges might not have kept their part in the marriage contract. Besides it gives me a chance to do some exploring at Azkaban. I think it is a bit like an all you can eat buffet considering no one really cares what happens to the lifers there.�

�There is more to it than that, I can tell,� Anne said as she tried not to respond too much to his attention. �You don�t have to tell me, my master, but it would be nice to know as how else can we help you��

�I would like to get the complete story from Sirius Black,� Harry admitted as his fingers slipped to approach her still overly sensitive mound while he felt her rock her ass against his slightly aroused state. �The official story and the wills in no way mesh. There was also no evidence of a trial and that makes me worry what they might do to people like us.�

�They seem to be quite formal in their ideas as well as biased in their views,� Anne said as she scooted back a bit and rested her ass on his chest while his hands were fondling her aroused breasts. �Now if you would sir, could I just rest with you inside me; I am not asking to be fucked, but just filled for a bit?�

�You girls seem to be able to ask me for almost anything,� Harry said with a sigh as he felt her arm fumble to align him. �All right my pet, but there will be no more invasive play until I return, is that understood?�

�Yes, master,� Anne said before she eased herself down with a sigh. �It is worth it, sir. Just hold me here, please.�

�Of course, my eager girl,� Harry said as he relaxed with her reclined against him while he was completely sheathed inside her.

The two rested and probably would have stayed there until the water went cold if it had not been spelled not to do so. Harry let his mind wander to the numerous things he had to work on yet. He had his plan for Azkaban, his plan for Voldemort�s inevitable destruction, for his mother�s resurrection, for the numerous people on his to kill list and other such things to ponder on. In contrast, Anne was just sitting there as he let her body relax and recover for the most part. She was happy and warm inside and out with her mind for once almost completely empty and blissfully content. Occasionally a thought formed in her mind, but mostly it was on other things to try as well as the full feeling of being at peace.

As it was, Anne was the most disturbed of the young group. She had never thought herself a child as long as she remembered and would always feel annoyed to be called that. She had long since been used to the emptiness inside, but only so much blood, sex and death could ease it. When she was with her master like she was now, it was not just eased, but it was gone even for a short time. In part her obedience in the past was from the fact that following orders filled that nagging pit.

So here she was dozing in the tub with her master gently trailing kisses up and down her neck while he soothed and played with her submerged and slightly swollen breasts that she had sunk her cute little butt down onto his arousal was immaterial to her bliss or was it? Either way, Anne was pretty much acting on feelings and not any attempt at rational thought. His ritual claiming of them had resulted in them being able to tell where he was and in general what his emotional as well as physical state was.

�A way to better serve,� Anne momentary thought as she leaned her neck to allow her master more access, �and to live is to serve, no more no less��

As for her master, Harry was able to do far more than they with the connection. He could do things that literally allowed more control over them than the Unforgivable Imperious Curse would provide. He could control their minds as well as bodies if he so wished. If he had no experience with controlling the euphoria that power and control gave, then it is likely that he would have been driven to megalomaniac insanity from the level of control and power he now had over his girls.

�Already they were willing to do almost anything for me,� Harry thought as he was warmed both by the water and the body pressed against him. �Even with my ambition almost being considered an obsession, I still manage to feel that I must be worthy of this level of trust that has been given to me. From what I have learned, neither the Ministry nor Dumbledore or let alone Voldemort and his predecessors could have been trusted to this level of control. They give their everything to me to allow me to further my goals and they do so willingly. Those other leaders so carelessly waste their forces with such foolish actions. I loath to admit it fear that they would even sacrifice themselves if I but said so. Anne here I can feel would gladly slit her throat here and bleed to death if I wished it, and yet I know that I won't ask for such a thing even if I had to bathe in willingly given blood to complete my goal.�

His internal debate was driven from his mind when she sent a tremor of pleasure through him. She had realized that she had a loophole of a sort and exploited it as she slowly drew her mind together enough to feel what he needed even if he didn�t know what it was. She soon realized that he should be at his strongest when he entered that isle and there was but one way she could think of it at that time. All other methods would have required far too much time to allow things to be resolved.

�Master,� Anne managed to moan out. �Drink from me.�

�Anne,� Harry almost growled as he tried to chide her. �There is no need for that. There will be plenty to sustain me at Azkaban.�

�And yet you would go there when you are not at your fullest power, master,� Anne said with pleading whimper. �Sate your thirst and allow me mine, please sir.�

�Fine,� Harry said before he moved from his toying of her throbbing throat to gently allow his teeth to sink into her willing flesh.

Anne did nothing to conceal or even quite the moan at his actions. In fact, she would have likely died if her master had not chosen to release her from his grasp. It was a little known fact that the distinction between a necromancer and their creations was a fine one in areas. Like the vampires they had created, they could draw sustenance from blood. It also allowed them the ability to use the same form of magics that their creations had further refined. The magics or blood, flesh, bones and spirit were there greatest accomplishments. It was amazing what each aspect could do. From communing with the dead to learn of ancient knowledge, to perceive the path that things would come, to draw strength from life, to command the dead to rise, to reversing disease and injury, and more were things that they could learn.

�You taste so good Anne,� Harry almost slurred as he blinked his eyes to dismiss the euphoria that his act had done. �I can see why the vampires get so addicted. Now I had my drink and you said you wished to slake your thirst, I feel no reason not to do so�or at least one of them�

Slowly he lifted her from his almost strained and throbbing erection. He looked down and saw that it had recovered a lot from its earlier state. He set her down while he rose to recline against the wall. Her eyes were half lidded and she looked as if she had either just been screwed to heaven or drunk enough to be plastered. Her sudden inhalation and near snort were not unexpected nor the way she scented his location.

�Good girl,� Harry managed to say as she gobbled him down like she was given a frozen dessert in the desert. �Take your time. There is no need to rush as the business can wait a little while��

For a time less while, they remained master and pet locked in an intimate embrace. In the end, Harry felt Anne suckle him dry as he continued to gently caress her hair and face. He was aware that she was radiating happiness and contentment, and that she had that feeling enhanced by the preceding acts. Even if her eyes were half lidded and she was sort of waking sleeping, he was able to read her clearly.

�That�s my good pet,� Harry said as he stroked her hair affectionately. �Now go sleep while I dress and when you feel more awake you can help the others with their recovery. Do make sure the rest on the bed are recovered before you all clean and prepare my bound pets.�

�Yes, sir,� Anne managed to say without a slur after she had released her nursing source of sustenance.

Harry summoned his clothes to him as she crawled to the bed and went to rest on it. He looked at them all fondly before vanishing without a sound. He had unknowingly given them a mental caress and they soon purred in their sleep as he left.

After a short nap, Anne slumped to the floor and crawled to pull some clothes on. The rest were asleep still, but she was recovered enough to hear the incessant ringing of the doorbell.

Quietly she padded her way down the steps to the door. Anne opened the door and blinked at what she saw and heard far too early in the morning.

�Hello,� the door to door salesman managed to say before the door slammed in his face with her giving him a sleepy glare. �Oh bother.�

He knocked on the door again.

�Miss,� he said through the door. �Are your parents� home? Could you get them please?�

Anne blinked behind the door and vaguely wandered when he would leave.

�Don�t these people have any respect for time?� Anne sleepily thought as she contemplated opening the door and discreetly tossing the man to the curb several meters from the door. �It�s too early for these kinds of things. I am half tempted to make him go away or silence him.�

�Any chance I can interest you in a copy of the Watchtower, miss?� the nuisance asked again.

�That�s it!� Anne thought in anger as she wretched the door open and stuck her head out and looked both ways down the street while her head seemed to be nothing but a blur of hair to the man. �Damn nuisance!�

�I say,� the man got out before he was yanked into the house and the door slammed behind him. �Miss what are you doing?�

�Be quite nuisance,� Anne snarled before snapping her gaze up and diving into the man�s mind. �Hnn. I guess you were a good choice after all. I am feeling thirsty��

The disoriented man had no chance as he dropped to the ground in a blur of action. He was paralyzed and rendered temporarily muted. He didn�t have time to do more than try to scream as her sinister smile revealed inhuman teeth before they tore into him. She put the inhuman suction she had worshipingly given to her master to a more sinister purpose, and soon the man was as dry as a bone.

�Fucking nuisances and sickos,� Anne muttered as she licked her lips and mouth clean before picking the corpse up. �I would have left you around for the others to get a nibble, but master left me a bit thirsty still. I might as well give the pets their food as well.�

With that, Anne carried the corpse down to the basement and the kennel.

�May the victims of your idiocies rest in peace,� Anne whispered as she gave a nod to the companions who tore into the corpse with gusto, �as your flesh provides food for the worthy.�

With a slight bow to the feeding friends, Anne resumed her morning tasks. It wouldn�t do to let a simple interruption ruin the morning. For a moment, Anne wondered why so many of that inclination seemed to come here and in the guise of being pious at that. Not that it mattered in the end, but she realized as she yawned as she padded up the steps that she could have made better use of the idiot if she had been more awake. Still it was one more idiot not out there doing their idiocy and that had to be enough for now.
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The island of Azkaban was a dreary place and that was without the effect the Dementors had taken into account. There was a rickety looking boat dock that one normally had to arrive from shore by; however, it was a well held belief that one could neither Portkey nor apparate there. This was not the complete truth as there were a few Portkeys and individuals that could apparate to that island. One of those Portkeys happened to be popular in the ancient families rings or more precisely the multi programmable Head�s rings.

Harry Potter appeared on the dock smoothly with his cloak concealing his features. The small surge of magic that his arrival caused was not detected immediately by the Warden nor was it by the Dementors scurrying in their feeding. It would take a few moments for the affects of his presence and the responding resonance in Azkaban�s wards to alert any of the watch. His particular Portkey lacked the crudity of other types and his own magic tended to lesser the disturbances his presence caused.

�So this is Azkaban,� Harry thought as he started to head towards the prison. �I have to say I can see why they are terrified to come here. The unnatural cold as well as dreary nature would serve as a good deterrent.�

Ignoring the discomfort caused by the weather with ease as well as not feeling a need to cast a charm to alleviate it either, Harry headed down the path from the dock with his gaze swinging over the rocky and run down shoreline. The path was steep towards the castle like prison, but it was far better than the steepness of the rest of the cliff shore. The fog was only adding to the dreariness, but as the dark had seemingly no effect on his vision he felt there was no reason to comment on it.

He did sometimes contemplate enhancing his vision more, but outside of adding a thermal awareness he saw little point. It would make things far too easy to hunt down if that was the case. He already felt the thrill being decreased by the sharpness and perception he had as it was. He was well aware that his eyes had gone from eventually almost being blind without wearing glasses to having inhuman levels of visual perception.

Having made his way to the door of the castle without having made a discernable sound, Harry silently sighed that no one had managed to notice him. He knew it was difficult to remember to make noise already, but thankfully the normal bustle of students made enough noise that so far no one had noticed the unnaturalness that he walked with. So here he was standing here and having to decide what to do now. He had expected more of the Aurors, but he was slowly realizing that ever since the matter with the self proclaimed Dark Lord that the wizards had become quite over relaxed.

It was perhaps a sign of a greater problem in the Wizarding World, but it really wasn�t his concern at this time. There were more important and pressing matters than the complete bureaucratic incompetency that seemed to predominate the wizards and their actions. They seemed to lack either common sense or motivation. It was as if they had once they learned to use some magic become almost overly dependent on it and often summoned things than walk a few feet.

Harry blinked as he found the door was neither locked nor warded in any way. With a sigh, he opened the door and entered. For a moment he wondered if he was becoming paranoid as he constantly expected to be accosted here, but he was slightly disappointed that he was not.

�This is the Wizarding World�s impenetrable and inescapable prison?� Harry thought in wonder. �I don�t see how with the piss poor security here. What do they do just trust the Dementors to do all the work? Considering the antiquated notions that Wizards have, I wonder if they will be even more uncivilizingly barbaric with the rest of the prison given their attitudes for others such as muggles, muggleborns, halfbloods and squibs.�

With a silent sigh of exasperation, Harry proceeded to follow the blatantly marked path to the office. So far all he saw were Dementor patrols and the odd guard in the distance snoozing. Harry saw it as further proof that a kindergartener with even the least bit of common sense and slightly more magic than a squib could conquer them. Hell if the person was a pureblood they would likely let him if they didn�t have to think or do anything as long as it didn�t inconvenience them.

Walking down the hallways, Harry noticed the Dementors seemed quite skittish of his presence. He was grateful that there were so few human guards even if he thought it was a foolish idea. Dementors were here for the sole reason that the Ministry was providing them with frequent and secure feeding. The creatures would have gladly roamed about decimating entire villages in the past or cities in the present. They were worse than other magical sentient predators in a way as they tended to have not held their predations at bay.

�I am rather glad that I learned the older methods of mental shielding as the present one would only dull their effects,� Harry thought as he ghosted down one of corridors as he walked towards where he could get a list of the cells he needed to visit. �To think that all the time spent practicing modern Occlumancy would make someone more often easier to read even if it has enabled one to supposedly better control their emotions. Snape seems to be an example of that and yet he still responds so emotionally when he throws his tantrums.�

Coming to stop at the designated room, Harry gave a sharp knock to the door to announce his presence. He was rather amused that the human guards had yet to notice him and he was disappointed that no one had challenged him yet in his journey. It didn�t say much for the state of Wizarding security that he could get this far already with no attention; however, he felt a perverse glee that at least his gold was in better hands. His vaults were oddly more secure than the one that someone had tried to break into.

�Hello,� Harry said when he heard a mumbled response from the other side of the door. �Here to visit a few prisoners.�

He was specifically neglecting to mention his plan to interrogate them with Verisiterum and Legilimency probes. He was already briefed on the ones here who had an effect on the Black Legacy. The Lestranges and Sirius Black in particular were those he would be seeing. As loath as he was to go unaccompanied he was fairly certain that he could handle things and he was fairly certain that he could summon one of the animal companions or even Kiki if things went to plaid.

�Plaid,� Harry thought with a bit of humor as he waited for the sickeningly slow guard to get off his lazy ass and get to the door. �Now that was a funny movie to watch, and I really wish that the Dursleys hadn�t tried so hard to prevent me from being sociable enough to have seen it in the theatres. Still this is getting ridiculous having these Aurors being so slow and pathetic. If they were this bad during the war, it is no wonder that it took the unexpected encounter with yours truly to get out of the mess they made. Really with them being so pathetic if it was not for the fact that he targeted me and mine, I would ignore him and deal with his idiotic minions.�

Before Harry could ponder on the non sexual entertainments that he had been enjoying, the door finally opened and the guard staggered out pissed to the four winds and reeking of things Harry would rather not think about. Giving the male and he would never think of him as a man a once over, Harry noticed the complete slovenly appearance of the man as well as the stains littering his clothes that he would rather not notice. On the plus side at least he didn�t see a female prisoner in the room from where he could see, or Harry would likely have been less than patient with the man.

�Right now,� the man slurred as he got out and looked about. �Who did you want to see?�

�Several of the lifers,� Harry said with a smirk apparent in his voice. �The Lestranges and Sirius Black.�

�Why d-el would you want to see them?� the man asked in confusion. �Oh! One of their victims� families, huh� No problem than just try not to make a mess.�

�I will try,� Harry half heartedly replied as he resisted just ripping the information out of the man�s mind.

Thankfully Harry was able to wave of an escort to the cells. He realized in part it was about deniability for the human guards, but considering most didn�t consider the inmates to be anything but bags of flesh for the Dementors to sap. Personally he didn�t care one way or the other even if he was reluctant with the knowledge that someone would possibly contemplate sending him here either for his actions or to make him disappear for political reasons. Harry had a very good notion that most wizards were even more heads in the sand than the muggles, and he found the level of apathy lead problems to be quite irritating.

As he made his way down the corridors towards the maximum security areas of the prison, Harry suspected that pot shots of spells were taken at the prisoners as the jail seemed more medieval than the rest of the Wizarding world. He really didn�t pass much care to the way that the Dementors seemed to scurry as much out of his approach as the rats, bugs and other vermin. The prisoners didn�t even notice his passing as unlike the guards that he didn�t make a discernable sound. Harry could hear the gliding that the Dementors made, the scratching of the animals scampering across the stone floor, and the distinctive tapping of the guards boots on the stones.

He barely glanced towards the cells as he passed as he felt a moment of gratitude that Anne had compelled him to drink from her. It had indeed fortified his reserves and had allowed him to dismiss the concern of what she could have been doing while out of his sight. Sometime when he had more time, Harry contemplated doing a culling of the prison. The justice system as anachronistic and archaic as it was here was created not to reform, but was to be so horrifying as to put the fear of the ministry into curbing certain behaviors. That the elite purebloods for the most part could just dosh out some gold and with a bit of creative storytelling avoid coming here was something that further annoyed Harry about his current circumstances.

�That so recently muggle hunting was not just allowed, but encouraged does not show a lot of potential,� Harry thought as he passed another muttering man claiming that their lord would free them and that they would all pay for keeping them here. �Why they didn�t even discriminate against those who should have been hunted and seemed to consider the people unable to utilize magic in their manner as animals that could talk. Considering house elves and other such and their actions towards them, that is perhaps the most inaccurate understanding.�

After passing several cells of which he contemplated just slaughtering a few, Harry managed to get towards the area indicated on his list. He barely restrained an urge to see about finding any of his preferred prey and removing them from the prison by ending their existence, but Harry knew he was somewhat pressed for time and that the warden as pathetic as he had been would be a bit slower to think on that. He suspected that he would have left what little of the man�s mind that was not already rotted with excessive alcohol poisoning as mush from the thorough extracting he would have needed to do.

The Lestrange brothers were curiously housed quite close to each other. Why that was Harry really didn�t want to know, and all he really felt at the revelation was that he would be able to deal with both of them quicker as he would not have to waste time traveling between their cells as much. He had much better uses for his time and the conflicting information on the former scion of House Black might take some time to sort through.

�Good day, Lestranges,� Harry said as he glided to a halt before their cells. �Now unlike your previous guests, I can assure you that their amateur and emotionally influenced exchanges will soon show a distinct difference between a true professional and them or even the usual ministry lackey.�

�Just get it over whichever blood traitor you are,� Rastaban managed to say with a glare. �Our Lord will rise again and he will reward us for our loyalty. Maybe he will give us your family in compensation��

�You two are some of the most pathetic of so called pure bloods,� Harry said with a shake of his head. �I find it humorous that your young families seem to have to crow on about their purity and ancestry when there are families far older whose blood still sings with magic unlike the watered down trash that those like you are. Why else would you lot have failed to ensure your families existence?�

�How dare you?� Rudolphus snarled at the dark dressed man before him. �What right do you have to insult us and we were planning on that at a later time��

�Yes, yes,� Harry mussed as he felt a sense of mirth in tormenting the two. �You had the right set of priorities. Your line will end with you and all you did was act like juvenile delinquents with just a bit of excessive muggle hunting while diminishing the remaining lines. Bravo, how does it feel to have nearly ended what you claim to have been protecting?�

�They were just blood traitors!� Rastaban snarled out in his rage at this man insulting all they stood for and did. �By their actions they were no more worthy of magic than any mudblood!�

�Personally I am neutral to the matter,� Harry admitted with a shrug at the two. �I care more for the potential one has and the near squibs far too many pureblood lines have become is just an insult to me. They refuse to do anything to strengthen their magic and pick some of the most useless people to breed with. How can you be sure that one of the uppity mudbloods that you despise is not really the descendants of squibs who have regained their magic or more often than not one of your ilk�s spawn? To be blunt you neither cared to look or investigate things to do more than sate your petty muggle like actions. That your foolish associates continue to tend to cull muggleborns and thus removed proof of your betters having regained their ancestral magic is just another reason to look down on your inferior Nuevo Magus people. That such new and young families can dare claim their lines to be older, more noble or gifted than the real Old Blood is just insulting��

�You�re�� Rudolphus starts to say before a slight gesture silences him and his ignorant tongue.

�A member of a very old family,� Harry chidingly finishes. �I suppose I am. Now I have some questions to ask and I highly doubt such upstanding self proclaimed purebloods will be unable to recognize this��

�Verisiterum,� Rastaban says in shock. �You can't do that to us. It has to be administered by the ministry with proper orders.�

�You are rather foolish, aren�t you?� Harry mockingly questions before letting a truly evil laugh wash over the pair. �Your houses may be young but even you two should know that the older the house the more autonomy even from the ministry and its meddling we have. Now do try to cooperate, or I might have to use force. Why there is even the chance that my family is old enough to legally Imperio an animal like you��

Using their fear and shock to their disadvantage, Harry quickly doses the one while knocking the other out. It was a tossup in whom to start with, and being nearly asphyxiated so casually would make Rudolphus more accommodating. Harry really didn�t focus on his questioning as his mind was split three ways. One part of his mind was active questioning him, a second was probing his mind, and the third was processing what the others were going through while also cross-referencing what he already knew about them.

Harry ended up pressing Rastaban until he was suffering mental stress and passed out when he released his relentless Legilimency probe. He dismissingly turns towards Rudolphus as he ignores the blood leaking from the man�s ears, nose, eyes and mouth. He had been far less controlled in his assault than his retaliatory strike on Snape all those months ago.

�How revolting,� Harry said as he glares at his next passed out subject. �If only I had the time to properly express my annoyance and disgust with you two, but magic lacks the methodical cruelty and I have nowhere near the time to properly show you the muggle arts��

Half tempted to kick the little more than a thug to consciousness, Harry thought better and snapped a quick yet intense pain curse at the man. Harry blinked when the man gasped and flopped about like a dead fish being resuscitated. Some days he really wondered how the self proclaimed purebloods managed not to exterminate themselves and the rest of the magical races as it was. It was as if whatever gave them magic slowly rotted their minds to the point of near criminal stupidity.

�Wake-y wake-y ickle Rudy,� Harry tormenting teases the man as he darts his attention about. �Rast-y didn�t play well so I get to play with you now!�

�What the fuck,� Rudolphus slurred as he for a moment thought he was at her mercies before he saw the decidedly male figure in front of him. �Bella?�

�Hmm,� Harry purred at the downed man. �Close oh so close, but you got the wrong Black; however, I think you might have preferred being on the receiving end of my kin�s less than pleasant attention than my own. Well unless you are a closet masochist that is��

�A Black,� Rudy said with interest. �I was unaware of their being one of you left with Regulus dead like the traitor he was and Sirius here as well. The guards seemed quite happy to say that they had the last of that family as well as mine own��

�I can see where they would say that,� Harry said as his voice sent a shiver through Rudy. �Still I would say I am more of the ancestral Blacks than the rest of the current crop has been. Since you like the rest of the modern Wizarding have forgotten, I am a Black, a wizard of passion and determination who would as soon char the flesh from mine enemies bones as well as ruthlessly crush their families for sport. I have to admit that while we may share some common interests; however, I do seem to prefer different sport to hunt than the weaklings and cowards you lot targeted. My enemies will flee before me, their holdings claimed for mine own, their last breathes will hear the lamenting of their kin as I send them before them, and they will know what true terror is. Now Rudolphus Lestrange I wonder if you will last as long as your dear brother has��

�Rastaban,� he says as he turns to gaze into the other cell and sees what a sight his once proud and powerful brother had been reduced to. �What have you done to him?�

�Why nothing less than what I will do to you,� Harry said with a sinister purr. �I do worry that you will be more disappointing than he was. You did almost faint and did pass out so easily��

His scream of terror was soon cut short as Harry almost effortlessly administered his dose. It seemed that with each moment and inquiry that he was more and more disgusted with the two. It took a bit but he had the information he needed. So it was while he delegated a portion of his mind to sort out the information and other thoughts that Harry turned to the two unwanted bodies. Oh they were still alive and not driven to madness, but he had so rarely the time to properly play and they were there that he took the opportunity to do some live experimentation.

�Besides there are a few ways to hide information from both truth serums and Legilimency,� Harry thought as he resumed his interrogation of the pair. �Besides seeing their brother in such pain while they are being questioned is doing wonders to see if there are any obscured or locked information��

So he resumed his interrogation and thoroughly drained their pitiful minds of what information they had. That he had used them to see what affects isolated red and blue necromantic flames had was just a bonus for him, and in fact Harry was quite grateful that he had practically the whole day between the two as well as Bella and Sirius. He was aware that those two did have the more impressive reputation, but these two were likely to have more real utilizable information. Harry was well aware that unless Bella really was the mistress of Voldemort that she was less likely to be entrusted with things. That the brothers had revealed that their traitorous in law as well as Bella had been told to safeguard two of the Dark Lord�s treasures seemed quite out of the ordinary. It was something that he would have to further dig into.

When he finished, Harry looked over the sight and was met with their moans of pain.

�Weak little shits,� Harry whispered as he listened to the rambling list of embarrassing moment�s stream out of Rudy�s mouth. �Like I really care about how long they wet the bed��

Harry looked dispassionately at the pathetic waste of flesh that remained in the cells. His experiment with the two relatively untested types of necromantic flame had been a success. He felt a bit of satisfaction in dolling out the brothers� due. They had been fools, idiots, and hypocrites of the biggest sort. That they had been so obsessed with other matters than actually fulfilling their duties was disappointing.

�To think that the purebloods wonder where their culture and society is going when they seem incapable of understanding sustainable populations as well as the dismissing of the need to continue their lines if they were so important,� Harry said with a sigh as he stretched and shook himself from where he had been locked while he ran his experiment. �Ht things these two revealed under Verisiterum and Legilimency was quite troubling. That neither made a point of keeping the standards of the marriage is a bother. They were too interested in other things than the continuation of the Lestrange line and both had little concern for Bellatrix. Regardless of her actions these two idiots were quite likely to have just got themselves killed if they hadn�t had magic to preserve them from their own stupidity. Still the formalities should be observed.�

Harry glared at the two still barely living and suffering souls. The Dementors had been quite attracted to the screams, but they were used to it and they had stayed out of sight and out of range as they feasted on the terrible emotions that had flowed like a river from the two as well as the fear and sweet terror from the nearby inmates.

�I, the Lord Black head of the Most Ancient and Noble House of Black, do find you to be unworthy of the ability to fulfill your part of the marriage contract Rudolphus Lestrange,� Harry spoke solemnly to the condemned pair. �I also find you, Rastaban Lestrange, guilty of crimes against my house and under the terms of the marriage contract seize the assets of the minor House of Lestrange for damages and restitution for both your actions. You have failed to provide either an heir or for the daughter of mine house an appropriate level of comfort as is becoming her station. You have degraded and brought shame to my blood. You have kneeled at the feet of a false Lord. You have slain kin and scions destroying that which you claim to be protecting. You two are no more than animals of poor breeding and like any dog that attacks its master you both will be put down!�

With his piece said, Harry snapped his chain weapons into the cells. Each flew unerringly and soon the blade shifted to hands to grasp the two brothers� retched hearts. His interrogation and invasion of their pitiful and retched minds had left him with a new found distaste for the pure hypocrisy that the so called noble and pure blooded Death Eaters expunged. They claimed to be the protectors of the purity of blood and the sanctity of magical civilization when they were little but cowardly bullies and abusers that were so drunk on their own power that they had no right to have it. They sought power for entirely the wrong reason for their own comfort and thought nothing of anyone except how they could further their own goals. Now while Harry was in no way philosophically unwilling to use people and situations for his own profit and advancement, he rarely would even contemplate the pure hedonistic disinterest that these dogs had.

�They rape, murder and do as they please with no concern for the consequences because they have never truly been accountable for their actions,� Harry thought as he watched the sudden widening of the two�s eyes as they realized they were about to die. �Even I am disgusted with their actions. Doing something just because they can and what they had to do to gain their mark. At least my property, followers, lovers, or call them what you will have better standards in their own actions and their faith in me.�

It was perhaps the greatest testament between the two who could be considered for the category of Dark Lord in how they differed in this one aspect. Voldemort was an egotistical, self centered coward with a fear of death and seemed to revel in his debasement of his followers, and Harry was a self reliant, proud, and slightly less self centered with an almost unnatural obsession not with fearing death but understanding it. That Voldemort seemed to need to lord his supposed superiority over everyone while Harry simply let his actions speak for themselves was also a rather distinct difference.

Still in the end there were some similarities. They were ambitious, cunning, charismatic and enthusiastic researchers. They were also quite ruthless and had little hesitation to remove either loose ends or problems. Unfortunately for the Lestrange brothers, Harry was nowhere near as boring and apathetic in his execution methods.

They had some resistance to the Cruciatus as it was there master�s favorite, but the man had distained muggle methods even torture. A shame that one of the more brilliant minds seemed to have most all of his creativity and comprehension to completely abandon time honored and effective methods for mere spell slinging. Sadly as most purebloods were fat, lazy and spoiled, they did not have much physical strength nor had their time in Azkaban aided them in this.

While they were having their hearts squeezed by his weapons, Harry decided to finish them and complete an experiment of his. He did have observations from the room of requirements, but real live test subjects were better in this case. To Rastaban he let the red flame streak into him, while he sent the blue fire into Rudolphus, and then he watched to see what this method of delivery would do. He still had a curious experimenters mind still and he so missed having time to simply discover things as he had in his potion brewing and other explorations into matters that were not yet known.

Rudolphus was suddenly looking dry in appearance as he slowly shriveled as the blood in his body concentrated and solidified even as his organs withered and his skin grew taunt and leathery. As for Rastaban, he appeared to slowly dissolve as his flesh was consumed in a drawn out burn. Through it all, Harry looked entranced as he watched the two slowly die with their wails almost driving the Dementors to frenzy with the bliss of their pain, suffering, fearful torture, and dying.

�Well that was interesting,� Harry said before a slight yanking of his arms drew his blade with their oddly glowing jeweled hearts to him. �I will have to see what these little baubles do. In the mean time, I have a few more stops to make��

With that, Harry turned and with barely a glare to the Dementors in his path made his way to his next interrogation. They scurried as rats from a light as he approached. The hum of dark and familiar magic made them wish not to raise his interest with their mere existence. Whoever this was, they could feel no pull to him and they were quite content not to try a more focused attempt to feed from him.

His silent march down the corridor to his next victim was accompanied by the sudden silence of the inmates as each seemed to shrink back lest they gain this monsters attention. Whatever could terrify Dementors was not something they wished to gain the attention of, and as it was even with the effects of the magical leeching from the Dementors there was still a palatable presence from the being as it approached. The longer inhabitants were sensitive enough to feel more than one signature as he passed. The odd harmony of the pulsing jewels beating as the hearts they once were nagged at their most primal instincts to flee. As they were trapped they tried to hide and be as still and silent as they could.

�Now this is unexpected,� Harry thought as he turned to gaze into the cell. �It seems that the loss of her former husband was quite effective. Although now I wonder at some of what I still have to process from extracting from his retched little mind. There was more to this than I had at first believed��

Bellatrix Black nee Lestrange nee Black was cowering in the corner of her cell. The effects of the deaths of the Lestrange brothers were quite visible to him as he looked. It was something to see the sight of a repeated murderer and rapist being slowly tortured to death, and it was another to see the broken wreck of a once proud woman who did some questionable if not unforgiveable things. Harry was now aware of both what she had been accused of and what her husband and his brother had actually witnessed her do.

�So the infamous Bellatrix of such terror inspiring actions and power,� Harry almost purred as his gaze seemed to drive her further into the corner of the cell. �I have to say you are not acting like I expected. Your husband already disappointed me and yet here you are further disappointing me. How shameful of you��

�Lord� Black,� Bellatrix shuddered and barely managed to stutter out.

�Why yes I am,� Harry said with a sinister smirk shuddering over her. �Now what were you thinking or better yet your mother and aunt thinking in all this? The Lestranges were a poor match in either of them and they proved to be completely lacking in honor, power or intelligence. So I removed them. I will admit that it was nice of them to be such useful sources of information and experimentation, but you already suspect what happened��

�You burned them alive,� Bella said with terror in her eyes at this man who seemed at least as menacing if not more sure than the man she had been forced to bow and kiss the hem of his robe. �You let them see the Black gift and yet��

�I didn�t use the Black Flame on them,� Harry acknowledged. �Why would I limit myself when I have more than the watered down aspect of our ancestor�s gift?�

�Necromancer,� Bella realized her eyes wide with realization and suddenly filled with calculations as she tried to think her way out of this situation. �That would explain how you were able to become the Lord Black. I had wondered who would since Sirius is here and Regulus is dead. At least whoever you are is a better choice than Narcissa�s son. From what I saw he will be more Malfoy than Black and that slippery coward was never the brightest or powerful out there. He did do a good job of keeping out of here.�

�He did at that,� Harry said with a frown. �It just goes to show how easy it is to ply the Ministry with gold. So what should I do with you?�

�You mean should you kill me for getting caught or not meeting some requirement you have you mean,� Bella said with a sigh as she had calmed down and saw no reason to be irrational in the face of almost certain death. �I have to admit that I was disappointed that neither of those two men saw any inclination to provide an heir. A shame that a once proud line died out do to their idiocy, but it cannot be helped I suppose. At least with you, I know that the Blacks continue.�

�There is that,� Harry replied as he settled to discuss things with the woman. �Personally it seemed counterproductive to kill of scions and heirs if one is supposed to be preserving the purity of the magical world. There is also the seeming lacking evidence to his claim of being the Heir of Slytherin. So who were the last heirs of that line, do you recall?�

�Hmm,� Bella said as she thought back to her early days memorizing the who�s who in the pureblood lines. �That does seem odd. The last that was heard was the Gaunt Family, and they were reduced to less than the Weasleys. Poor, weak and ugly described them, and that seemed quite the opposite to his appearance��

�Yes something must have muted the negatives of that line with all its unrefined in breeding,� Harry said with a sigh. �I can see breeding to strengthen the line and reinforce certain traits; one does it with Crups after all, but letting the diseased and otherwise lines spread their deformities and degeneration as it seems is quite unwelcome. Look at the Crabbe and Goyle lines. They seem to have mediocre magical power but some troll like physical abilities.�

�They tend to follow the Malfoys a bit too,� Bella offered in mutual commiseration at the unimportant duo. �Just because Andy had to marry down, we got such wonderful choices for husbands.�

�Yes, I suppose you both did,� Harry said with a sigh. �It is odd that her daughter seems so gifted, but sometimes things work out in unexpected ways. Still I find the whole notion of eradicating the muggles to be quite wasteful when they can be put to better use. It is somewhat humorous that the Malfoys as well as our house profits from using muggles and then Lucius wants to go and kill off a group that makes us galleons like crazy.�

�I didn�t know that,� Bella said with a frown. �I suppose that could be one of those family secrets since it would not bring honor or glory to the family in the traditionalist circles.�

�And yet they provide necessary services that are often overlooked,� Harry said with a dismissing sigh. �So what should I do with you? With your former husband deceased as his brother, the Lestrange assets are now in your control for the moment. Letting you rot here is a waste and yet you deserve some chastisement for your actions. I suppose I could question you as I did them, but you are at least sensible enough to behave so far.�

�It is not as if you could remove me legally at this time,� Bella said with a downcast look. �I did do things that would earn some of my time here, if not life. You could cast me from the family removing what I cherish and have been so proud of or give whatever punishment and chastisement you wish.�

�True enough,� Harry admitted as he looked at her. �Hmm� You have some shields left even with all the hammering the Dementors have done. Perhaps a new start, but it will be quite painful��

�Whatever my lord wishes,� Bella said with a sigh. �While it is important to remain pure, loyalty to the family should have come first. I do wonder what Regulus learned that caused him to hunt him down like a dog?�

�Something that would have likely tarnished his image among all his or at least most of his followers if I was to guess,� Harry replied. �I do suspect that the treasure he left in your care was something unexpected. The memories of it that Rudolphus had seem to indicate that at least. It was something more than enchanted, as if� possession!�

�Possession,� Bella said with a frown before she suddenly went wide eyed at what the Dark Lord had sunk to. �He couldn�t have! It would have slowly driven him insane if he made that many.�

�I had wondered how he could have become less than spirit, but more than a ghost,� Harry remarked. �I guess that answers that and yet creates more complications. If he was willing to go that far in addition to drinking unicorn blood whatever he has become is less than human and will definitely have inclinations to the darker passions or more so than before even.�

�I touched that!� Bella shuddered in disgust as her recollections of that hidden and revolting bit of reading came to her mind. �What effects could that have had on me? Did that make me even more devoted to him?�

�Something at least that can be dealt with,� Harry said with a smirk. �Were you aware that while the Black Flame causes physical harm it can also correct mental issues while the White Flame heals the body but can overly smooth the mind?�

�Hmm,� Bella said as she tried to see where he was leading. �Would that work?�

�It should,� Harry said in a short clip of certainty. �It would be the single most painful thing you had ever experienced though, and there is a risk that your personality might not survive entirely intact.�

�It is better than the Dementor�s Kiss or just rotting here,� Bella admitted. �I will admit that your presence has made me more lucid than I recall being for quite some time. I will admit that while I was not always the most responsible that I was far less insane than before he died.�

�We all have our little bits of insanity,� Harry answered as he brought both hand to face Bella. �Now while this will be the most painful thing you will likely ever experience and that includes the Cruciatus Curse, I will tell you that the White Flame has proven to be almost unbearably pleasurable. I am not sure what effects it will have with the current state of your mind and body. Still some say a good orgasm is almost a universal cure all��

As he trailed off, Harry let the slow flow of power condense down his arms flowing like water to pool into the palms of his hand where it began to shape itself into two balls of rippling fire. The fire orbs were licked in slight surges reminiscent of solar flares, and then they seemed to dance around each other before they suddenly shot across the distance between the two with a stream of spiraling flames seeming to defy any rational speed. The flames struck Bella and she was suddenly lifted up and suspended by their force.

Bella had barely a heartbeat to draw a breath before she suddenly screamed from the onslaught. It was as horrifying as it was captivating a sight to behold. For before his eyes, Harry saw the unimaginably painful sight of flesh being consumed before seeming to regenerate. The dead skin and hair were lapped up by the fire and it seemed as if years were being repeatedly burned off Bella. The few nearby prisoners cowered even further in their cells, as unlike the conversation; they could clearly hear the sounds that were coming from someone they knew was not weal and for her to do more than grunt from pain was unexpected.

While this went on, Bella was awash in sensations so intense she could barely form a momentary thought. This pain was glorious in its severity and washed away any belief in her deceased husband�s lord as being anywhere close to her proper Lord�s power. That she was suddenly as consumed by the blast of pleasure went a far way to keep her from doing more than shrieking her existence. As it was, Bella was oscillating between the two extremes and with each moment her madness was consumed as was her age.

None of the prisoners that heard her were clear headed enough to differentiate the screams as even the ones in pain sounded close to the others. Regardless of anything else, Bella would be completely loyal to her Lord Black, and this experience only cemented his place in her mind. Eventually the madness was gone from her mind and all that showed in her eyes was absolute loyalty mixed with lust and it was a look he had seen in his girls, but there was something just a bit different to her eyes.

�Thank you, my master,� Bella managed to whisper out when he let her slump down when he was finished. �Lord Black��

�You are welcome, my Bella,� Harry said softly as he turned to head to his last stop here. �I will see you soon��

With that Bella slumped to blissful unconsciousness. Her mind was there or at least the memories were there as her personality had been burned away of all the taint and sickness her family and later husband had inflicted on her. She was someone new now, but there were still some things the same. Some of her earlier behavior had been restored and it would be an interesting contrast on the state the two Black ladies were in after they had been broken, melted and reformed. As it was Harry was likely not prepared for what his Dora had finally settled into anymore than Bellatrix had been prepared for becoming Bella or possibly Bel.

After he had finished with Bella, Harry walked a ways away before taking a slightly long deep breath as he let the magic he had called ease down. While he was somewhat gaining experience in calling greater amounts of magic and controlling the flow as he weaved his power and willed it into form, Harry was well aware of the fact that even with the rituals, exercise and other factors that he was not yet in his physical nor magical prime and thus while having greater amounts of magic than his peers was as yet unable to sling it around as easily as more experienced wizards could. It was something that he was working on and was in part why he had a very appreciative reflection on his as yet untracked magical utilization.

�Just more proof that the ones in power are more willing to do what they can to keep it,� Harry thought as he centered himself and reigned enough of his power down not to be influenced by it. �Muggleborns are told that they cannot practice over the holidays and the only truth of that is that the Ministry monitors the muggle areas and that even the simplest of wards that are on a purebloods home would obscure that. Still from what I have learned I am not underage and if the ministry tried they would find themselves in quite the predicament. Now to deal with the one who is most likely the one who betrayed my parents and yet the evidence gained from the Lestranges make that seem quite fanciful in contrast. The lack of a trial is intriguing and the fact he neither dismissed me as his heir nor any mention of betrayal from him in my parents will.�

Sirius Black�s cell was to his right as he headed from his last encounter. While it had not been as he intended, it did leave him with an extra dose of Verisiterum that he could use in the future. It was the fact that he was silent in his approach that he was intrigued by the sight before him.

�Well now this was unexpected, Padfoot,� Harry said as he tried not to laugh at the sight of the notorious Sirius Black licking his own balls while looking like a slightly malnourished grim. �You seem to be up to more surprises and I guess it is lucky that you have mostly not had the Dementors coming with seeing people or you likely would be in even worse shape.�

With a strangled pop, Sirius Black resumed his disheveled human form. He blinked at the cold figure in front of him while trying to suppress the embarrassment he felt from being caught in the act. At least he hadn�t been sucking himself or he might have been more flushed even if he had been trying to lick himself clean.

�So who are you?� Sirius managed to ask between coughs. �I take it that I will be getting animagus suppressing restraints now.�

�Why ever would I do that?� Harry asked as he stretched a bit against the wall across from the cell. �You cannot slip through the bars with that form and I am far more interested in how you got here when there is no record of a trial only an order to detain you while waiting for a trial. Such oversights are quite inconvenient, and I am not one to fail to sort out such matters in my business ventures.�

�So you still didn�t tell me who you are,� Sirius said as he was wondering why he wasn�t being stunned, chained and then interrogated, �or mentioned why I am of interest to you.�

�Do you really need to know yet,� Harry said with a smirk. �I do not think so and the matters are about both your family and your godson in particular.�

�I don�t care if I am stuck in here,� Sirius managed to say as for the first time in years he drew magic besides for his change, �But if you have hurt Harry in any way, I will find a way out and kill you.�

�Bravo Mr. Black,� Harry continued with the same smirk. �It is good to see you are finally acting on your responsibilities in the correct priorities. As for Harry he is far safer than your actions originally left him. Why before you ran off, you left your godson in Dumbledore�s care and he promptly abandoned young Harry at Petunia�s doorstep without even a few charms to safeguard him or informing them.�

�Oh Merlin!� Sirius said in shock before letting things slip do to that. �I never suspected him to do that. Not even when I expected him to merely have to keep Harry safe while I tracked that rat down.�

�Ah so you are fairly unconcerned that your leader left you here to rot, but more so with the sorry state he placed your godson in, Harry said with a slight nod of his head. �I guess it is a good thing that things worked out so far for young Harry. He has a rather interesting amount of attention with the ladies already and doing quite well.�

�Well that is a good thing even if a bit earlier than we started,� Sirius said shocked and relieved that Harry at least inherited something from him more than James. �So what house is he in, Gryffindor like his parents?�

�Ravenclaw actually,� Harry admitted with a sigh, �were he is surrounded by intelligent and kinky little things already. It almost makes up for the Dursleys originally trying to crush him completely.�

�I cannot get why Dumbledore would place him there though,� Sirius said in confusion. �It was fairly common knowledge that her sister had gone middle ages on Lily for being special. Wait you said something about leaving me here to rot��

�Dumbledore is the Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot and the British representative and head to the ICW,� Harry said shaking his head in disappointment. �Do you really think that he couldn�t have gotten you a trial or at least spent some time investigating things?�

�I suspected he thought I turned Death Eater like most of my family did,� Sirius said dismissingly. �I wonder if that is what Remus thought when we started distancing from him��

�Yes I just had a bit of a chat with your cousin and her associates,� Harry commented with a slight snicker. �I don�t think they liked my visit. It was rather unpleasant with their lacking any civility in their behaviors. It just goes to show that breeding can be overcome by inadequate training.�

�They do have certain beliefs,� Sirius said with a shrug. �I can believe they were hesitant to even imagine anything outside of them.�

�True enough,� Harry said with a slow sigh. �Still that is in the past and there are more important things to discuss.�

�Such as Mr. Mysterious?� Sirius asked with a sigh. �I can tell you have to be someone important enough to get around the guards, but I am unsure who would have an interest in either me or the Lestranges. Still there is little chance you are with the Department, but you do seem to have their style��

�Department,� Harry said as he quickly sorted through who Sirius could be referring to. �Ah the Department of Mysteries you mean. I have no affiliation with them though they would likely wish it to be otherwise. Now as for what I want to know� it is simply� everything��

Despite the time spent as Padfoot to ease the Dementors assault on his mind, even the notorious Sirius Black would eventually weaken his mental defenses. Besides there was the fact that Harry was quite accurate in that he wanted to know everything. He needed something more than the official and somewhat unofficial records and even he had a moment of irritation for not having pillaged Snape�s mind when he had the chance. It would have taken too long as the man had been quite hard to wear down as it had been and more to the emotional attach aspect had allowed Harry his victory in addition to his own formidable training in that art.

He had managed to get Sirius open enough and had found that the subtler magics were easier in this case than the force feeding of Verisiterum and Legilimency probes he had used on the brothers. He had simply woven a rather useful enchantment into his voice and coupled with his rising mental abilities was certain he would know truth from lies. He was however finding his mind split in its attention. One part was doing the subtle sophisticated psychological analysis while the other eagerly prodded the almost lethargic and complacent form of his godfather.

He was now aware that he had some other things to do. Still considering the circumstances it was likely he could not force a trial at this point without exposing his current political state. He wondered if Dumbledore had some bizarre psychology he ascribed to, but considering he was over a century old it was likely considered antiquated or dysfunctionally biased. All he really knew was that he would need to contemplate things as each bit of their discourse seemed to add merely more questions than answers.

�The deeper I dig the more I find scorch earth policy to be attractive,� Harry thought as more of the veneer of the Wizarding world fell away to his exploration. �They take the government to be corrupt to be as given as any third world dictatorship. That they can even conceive to being the most civilized people in the world is appalling. I suppose that I will be disclosing more of this than I would like as some of this is quite less than germane in regards to us.�

It would be far longer into the day than Harry had imagined when he set out. He was somewhat grateful for the earlier acts as they had topped his reserves than draining them. He would not notice that he had missed lunch and that it would be near dinner by the time he finished this interrogation. If Sirius had been guilty he could have ended sooner and left the man a mental vegetable, but he already was finding a small niggling desire to unleash their researching potential to that problem.
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Arriving once more at the Clawson house, Harry contemplated what to do with what he had learned. He would admit at least to himself that while the outing had not been a complete failure that he was somewhat disappointed with what he had discovered. He did have a further loathing for the current system than he had before.

�If they were willing to lock a man away without any proof,� Harry thought as he ghosted along the back steps to the door, �what would they do to us with what we have done. I will admit that while we haven�t committed one of their Unforgivables that we have done things that both sets of laws would find criminal. I guess it is a good thing that there is a tiered legal system we can fall back on if we are ever discovered. Still a few deaths in Azkaban would be glossed over, and now I have a better reason to get to know Neville Longbottom. He may be quite skittish, but considering his past that is not so hard to understand.�

With a nod of acceptance of his recent actions, thoughts and conflicts, Harry opened the door and stepped inside. His trip to Azkaban had been quite informative as well as productive; although, he now had to decide what to do with the way things were going. As he looked around, he could say that he wasn�t too surprised by the sight that greeted him as he entered.

�Well now it looks like some people were waiting for me,� Harry said as he drank in the sight in front of him. �How have you been while I have been out? Have you been playing nicely while I was away?�

�Master?� the girls managed to sound before snapping to him.

After a few moments of blinking, his question was met and it was as enthusiastic as it was enjoyable. He was quickly mobbed by his girls, and while most of them were wrapping themselves around him in a hug, there was the exception of Dora who exuberantly made her joy at her master�s return known by suckling him as soon as she could. That he continued to hug, kiss and touch the rest while she did so was not unusual for them.

�I take it that you all have been good while I have been gone then,� Harry said while his hands gave welcoming caresses to his family. �Anne it seems that they all are presentable even if one is being a bit quick to action.�

�Yes, sir,� Anne said as she cuddled against his side. �We are moistly recovered and your decision was as wise as it was welcome. As for Dora, I think she broke and then rebuilt herself. Also unlike the rest of us, she didn�t have any real one on one time with you lately.�

�I see,� Harry said as he caressed her bobbing head. �Not unexpected from what I found in her aunt. Still the trip was useful and we have a few more leads and some rather unexpected information.�

�So what secrets did you get out of them?� Hermione asked in interest from where she was pressed to his right side. �It has to be something to get such a thoughtful response��

�It seems that the suspicions about Sirius Black were accurate,� Harry said with a sigh even as Anne and Sarah joined in with Dora. �He was sent to Azkaban without a trial and is in fact innocent of anything besides bad judgment in trusting Dumbledore to safely raise me for what he believed would be the few hours it took to capture Peter Pettigrew. It seems that Peter is like Black and my father was an Animagus, a rat to be precise. He also managed to escape leaving but a finger and the Aurors just chucked him away on circumstantial evidence after snapping his wand on the scene.�

�That would be a very disturbing revelation,� Alice said from where she was leaning against his other side. �You went there with the hope of settling matters and a new target comes up. I take it that the Lestranges were more straightforward.�

�For the most part,� Harry said before smirking at her and capturing her lips in a very enthusiastic kiss. �I also got to do a few live demonstrations to see what the real effects were, and I have to say it was quite exhilarating as well as exciting. The brothers are quite dead and it will be quite some time before I can see Bella recovering. It turned out that more of her legend was out of necessity to create an image to keep herself safe after her aunt may she rot set her and her sister with Death Eater husbands. It was quite shocking to find out that while the two boys tortured our dear Neville�s parents to insanity that she was caring for him and contemplating taking him for her own since her waste of a husband could not provide a child.�

�That�s not all was it,� Hermione said with a slight pout as Harry had interspersed his response with teasing Alice. �You must really have some shocking things in addition to that or you would be a bit more��

�Myself,� Harry offered before reciprocating his actions with her. �Now there were a few things that would cause quite a bit of trouble. It seems that piecing it together I found out how our dear problem survived.�

�I see,� Hermione said a bit breathlessly as she smiled a bit towards Alice. �That would be useful information��

Harry rendered her unable to continue as he resumed working her up. He was enjoying his return and felt a bit more relaxed after his trip. Perhaps the magic he had used had an effect on improving his mood, or it could have been the way he found amusement in watching the feared Dementors scurry out of his way, but regardless he was willing to enjoy things. Perhaps the discussion with his godfather had helped him decide to spend more time enjoying his life than working on his plans, or it could be the fact that he had entered a room of nude girls and they had immediately welcomed him into their embrace. Still there would be time to lay out all that he learned even if his group�s actions were very distracting.

�Will it have an effect on the plan?� Alice asked as she saw Hermione start to surrender to his ministrations. �It is not like he is un-killable��

�No,� Harry said as he released the flushed skin he had been nibbling from his lips. �It just means he is temporarily revivable. He chose such a disfiguring method to try to cheat death and there are a finite number of anchors he could use. I got a lead on one from the interrogations though. Hmm make that more than three.�

�So anchors,� Hermione distractingly said as her mind tried to jump back to gear. �You don�t mean soul jars do you, because that would be just stupid! Seriously it would render the person unable to ever delve into the art and would make them prone to degenerative mind and emotions especially the more emotionally driven magics.�

�Bingo,� Harry said with a smirk. �That wasn�t all. It seems that the dear Lestrange brothers kept quite the interesting secret. It seems that one of their parents knew who he really was. Now while they hadn�t told them his real name, they were quite reluctant to part with the fact that he is in fact not a pureblood. I think that would ruin most of the tacit support that he has going, but there is no proof until we can get his real name and he has done quite the job to erase any connections with who he was to whom he became. Still I suspect that our annoying meddler of a Headmaster knows who he was as he likely either taught him or knows who did.�

�So a Slytherin half blood is the most likely one as he claimed to be Slytherin�s heir,� Hermione began as his response gave her time enough to shake the fog of passion from her mind for the moment. �That is something more for us to look into as well as any recent evidence of Slytherin legacies.�

�To gain a clue on to that man�s identity,� Alice said with a nod of understanding. �I think we should see about having some of the girls do some digging. It seems that a number of them are familiar with the real world; odd that so many squib girls ended up in that type of work.�

�It is not as odd as you think,� Harry said with a moment�s thought on the matter. �They lack the necessary background paperwork for legitimate employment anywhere besides menial labor. They do have less than a dropout�s knowledge on the rest of the world and even if they did they would likely fail the checks for better paying jobs since they likely didn�t go to any official school. The purebloods really don�t care if squibs disappear and often view them as worse than muggles or muggleborns unless they actually get a magical child.�

�How cruel,� Hermione mussed while she snuggled against him. �So you have some more to tell us and here we are holding you up��

�True,� Harry said as he showed little outward appearances besides his eyes slightly. �Though we could finish this talk either on the bed or cuddled on the couch, I suppose��

�Yes,� Alice said as she looked down to where the three females were cleaning him off while sharing. �The couch wouldn�t be that bad and it seems that your newest pet could use a bit more exercise��

�We have been neglecting her haven�t we?� Hermione asked as she wrinkled her nose in thought. �Anne did get to spend most of the day yesterday being screwed out of her mind and we were otherwise occupied. Poor Dora got so little attention overall� so how about just having her sit all full while you finish your tale, master?�

�Could work,� Harry admitted as he looked towards the couch. �Might as well start now��

With that said, Harry lifted Dora up and gently lowered her onto his just recently cleaned and lovingly kissed arousal. He then proceeded to walk with Dora attached to the couch where he sat down and she began to try to ride. Harry was feeling a bit playful so he simply held her as she tried to bounce in his lap. When she continued to squirm, Harry merely wrapped his arm around her waist and held her still while bringing his right hand to squeeze her ass before starting to spank her wriggling ass.

�Dora,� Harry chided. �I didn�t say you could move. So you will stay still while we finish this business and if you can do this I will let you ride yourself to exhaustion before I bend you over the couch and drive you out of your mind by screwing both your holes. Otherwise you will spend the night trust up and completely untouched while I spend my attention on those more able to follow my orders. Do you understand, my Dora pet?�

�Yes, sir,� Dora said while shuddering. �Thank you, sir.�

�Good girl,� Harry said while soothing her. �Now Hermione I believe you had something more to ask, you as well Alice��

�Yes, sir,� Hermione said with a sigh as the two sat down to his sides. �Three soul jars?�

�At the least,� Harry said with a shiver as Dora found a loophole. �Arithmetically he would have likely gone for seven, but I am aware of three at the moment and suspect a few others. One was entrusted to the Lestranges, one was stolen by Regulus Black before Voldemort killed him, and the third was dealt with already.�

�How do you know it was dealt with?� Alice asked from her side. �He would have secured them carefully if he had already lost one. There can only be a finite number of them and even then it tends to have a cost in one�s sanity��

�It seems that Dumbledore realized what the scar was and the ritual removed it,� Harry said with a frown. �It would explain why learning some magic was like only having to refresh something that was once learned. I suppose that the amount of magic he put in was added to my own as well as whatever gifts he had at the time. Perhaps I can find a way to better access those memories even if they were most likely dispersed for the most part while an echo of the skills and training remain.�

�Having a complete copy of his information would have been beneficial,� Hermione said with a slight pout even as his hands moved to caress the pair as Dora struggled not to move any more than she was. �At least there is no chance of him using it to possess you, even if the odds were negligible do to the fortitude of your will. Your personality and skills also mean that magic to influence the mind are likely lessened even if you are more prone to living than existing.�

�By my will I exist,� Harry mused, �but by my passions I live?�

�Yes, sir,� Alice purred even as she looked to see the two submissives not impaled on him kneeling at his feet. �For a time we worried that you would plan and forget to live.�

�At least I am not consumed by dreams instead,� Harry replied with a smile as he felt the two snuggle and rub against him in excitement. �The thing I wish I could have ascertained was who he was and where he hid his pieces. That would have made things less difficult, but I already have narrowed down that his wand will be necessary to remove the safety that the killing curse does. Raising her as an Infiri is not what I wish as it would not be the same.�

�More evidence to the origins of that Aramaic curse,� Hermione mussed before her eyes started to dilate and her breathing hitch from his attentions. ��Let the things be destroyed� indeed��

�Yes it seems designed to end life without pain in its original form,� Harry said with a sigh as he reveled in the sensations he was in and causing. �I suspect that the Death Eaters and modern wizardry does not use it correctly anymore than the other Unforgivables, but that is a concern for a later day. Alice, I believe there were some things that you wanted to ask as well.�

�Yes, sir,� Alice said with a shudder as she rippled invitingly on his fingers. �Since the plan does not need to be changed, what were your plans for us and yourself to accomplish before you return?�

�Further our research and skills in both the arts,� Harry said with a moment�s thought. �There is also the Slytherin matter, the Unforgivables and their sources, as well as the need for Anne to get a weapon of her own; however, I suspect that she is planning on what will fit her better. In the meantime we have a few businesses to run as well as other concerns. Hermione, I believe that Salazar Slytherin had a misjudged trait.�

�Parseltongue,� Hermione replied with a purr. �It is something to think about as it has to do something besides speaking to snakes and the vibrations.�

�Ah yes that,� Harry said as he momentarily twisted into a grimace of agonizing ecstasy. �It wasn�t very common when the school was founded and it is even more so now or at least officially.�

�Yes,� Hermione squeaked as she found release on his fingers. �It is considered a family gift, though that might be more to its reputation. Anything you wish to delegate to Alice before you drive her out of it?�

�Yes there is and a good job not loosing yourself pet,� Harry said with a smirk even as he worked the two girls some more. �Alice I believe that in addition to overseeing the continued ventures here there is the fact that someone will need to be able to keep things up next year while we are mostly all gone.�

�I� was... training Sarah� for� that,� Alice huffed as she panted from her arousal. �Though one of the girls might make a good replacement second for when we are away��

�I see,� Harry said as he noticed that the girls were either working themselves up or doing so again. �Dora you can move again.�

�Yes, sir,� Dora said as she stopped trembling and started bouncing in his lap. �Thank you sir.�

�You are welcome pet,� Harry said with a moan. �I will of course punish you for moving without seeming to do so. Although teaching the others that trick will be something you might enjoy.�

Dora�s reply was a shriek as she seemed to be driven after all that time on the edge. Things degenerated as had been the case. This time it was Dora that got to ride to her heart�s content. The others were still a bit sore even if they were eager to resume playing. Dora did discover that a very good reason that Metamorphs didn�t advertise was that besides the female ones being thought of as slightly less than human and to be treated similarly to Veela that their particular self transformations could effectively regenerate their bodies without the typical deterioration of that and there was the inkling to shifting ignoring internal or external ageing.

If Dora had been coherent enough to have realized this, she would have laughed and cried as she repaired her strain and resumed her fun until she collapsed. As it was Dora continued to do so until she blacked out. She did have to only share her time with Hermione when they got back and once summer hit the ones remaining would try to make up for the time apart. All this meant was that besides Sarah the group was certain to be around for a while and even Harry had skimmed the parts that had related to rejuvenation. One never knew when it might be a useful bribe or payment to further ones goals after all.

There were so many better methods to avoid death that the fool�s gambit that Voldemort had used was one of the less useful. It had in fact limited the being more than he thought that it had. It was a shame that they would only discover once they had a more complete picture of the past. They were busy, but they were finding enough time to play so as to keep from forgetting what they worked so hard for.
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The group would be parting soon with Harry, Dora and Hermione heading back to school while the two younger girls would keep things in Little Whinging running smoothly with Sarah�s help. That they were training some of the rest of the peripheral group to be able to run things while they were at Hogwarts was a given. That they would likely have to consent to allowing one or more of the girls to thank their master for all he had done for them was something else entirely. Even with his cold and antisocial demeanor, Harry still seemed to attract girls to him and if it hadn�t been for the other boys already being established against Dudley�s crew there were beliefs that Harry would have taken over completely and officially stomped Dudley and his bumbling squad already.

�Those nitwits are a bother,� Alice thought with a sigh as she watched Anne finish the last preparation of this experiment. �Dudley seems to think he is a big fish and he is in this small pond, but he will bring some real sharks in and that would spell trouble. Harry already has to worry about rivals, allies, nemesis and tagalongs in regards to his magical ventures officially without those fools dragging any of the big gangs and their business into the area. At least the Blacks were intimidating enough that we don�t have to worry about drug peddling pimps moving into any of our territory. That we can't let the limp shriveled dick and his so called hetero life mate boys draw official attention is a pain in the ass and I don�t mean master sliding his cock into it either. Offing his cohorts would be tempting, but too much attention is being drawn here again.�

While Alice was contemplating removing their reoccurring problem, Anne was actually working towards her own weapon. Well her necromantic one that is. Goblin skulls were arranged as she worked to fashion her creation ritual. The others had made theirs in the act of sacrifice and this would be different. The material was already dead and cleaned. Still there was enough blood that she had spilled and even collected just a bit for this. If she ran out she would just see about getting a live goblin to try again. It was a goblin eat goblin world so there was no shortage of terminated goblins to acquire.

Anne slowly double checked things as she prepared to see if her plan would work. Guttural chanting slurring into unintelligible and inaudibility soon came from her lips. The unnaturalness of it broke Alice from her thoughts as she turned to the sight before her. It was very strange seeing the collection of skulls animate and seem to come to life for a moment even as they became fluid and flowed together. Metallic bone skeletal faces swirled about in a cacophony of inhuman horror, but the sudden presence of their damned victims� soul echoes being drawn into the black shadow light dancing around the swirling morphing metal amalgamation.

Alice was used to odd things and knew better than to even accidentally make a sound that could break Anne�s concentration. Far too much of the advancing magic they were learning had dreadful consequences for failure. It was one of the reasons it was more an art than the science of wand magic. Still Alice watched with an appreciative eye even as she knew that their master would descend as soon as the tell tale signs of the ritual succeeding or failing passed. Personally she was hoping for it to be a success as even though he was playing with the other girls, he would most likely reward them for advancing so. Even if it failed, she was aware of the increased attention of being punished.

�Sometimes there seems to be a fine line between a reward and a punishment,� Alice thought with a slight smile as she saw the orgasmic bliss that Anne was riding. �It does seem that Anne has lucked out though as if she truly went too far she might get lost in the power and the passionate pleasure it can cause.�

Still Alice was happy for her friend and let her mind run through things while she watched the experience. In the end the show ended and Anne was left with several pieces of metallic bones that she soon snapped into place. Admiring the view of Anne nude save the new accessories and the collar she had managed to convince her master to allow her to wear, Alice looked over the additions. On her wrists were two bracelets that looked closer to bands with a skull on each while she had similar anklets and her face barely quirked as she saw Anne work out the mode configurations. The anklets could shift to an armored spiked boots while the bracelets lacked the sure intimidation of their master�s gauntlets one could not say it was not impressive. The skull resting on each wrist was lined with sharp teeth that could be extended or launched like darts. The activated states were able to act as arm guards in a form of overlaid misshaped skulls before ending in a wicked oval edge at her elbow.

�Now that is impressive,� Alice said as she gave a slow walk around her friend. �A little bit more and it would make one hell of a fantasy outfit. Still I think the look will allow us to push some of the more demanding girls� attention away for now.�

�Yes, I do think that our darling master will likely feel a bit like ravishing us for this,� Anne said with a strange look to her eyes. �Still I feel so good right now that the only thing better would be him; although, I do feel some calmness as an aftereffect. That does not mean that part of me wishes to either offer my body to serve him through service in both meanings of that. Oddly I think I would be as content to be ordered to hunt down any who would cause him problems as to join with him. I do believe that I will likely resume my slightly scattered thoughts when the rush wears out even though I suspect that since this is an amalgam of magic that it would foster a combat mindset. I do think that I will be held to a higher standard than before now��

�That you will,� Harry said as he glided down the stairs with the rest following in tow. �I am impressed with how far the both of you have come. I do think that we will be doing some serious playing while Sarah recovers. She does not have the same innate magic to quicken her healing and thus is sleeping with a few potions to recover. Is there something else that I should be aware of?�

�Well,� Anne said with a very enticing stretch. �Besides wanting to test this out you mean?�

�Yes, I can see you wouldn�t mind a live practice with your new toys,� Harry said as he let his eyes linger over the evidence of the intensity of the ritual used. �Unfortunately there seems to be a lack of idiots in the area. Why we even seem to be short the seasonal irritants, so we will have to wait to find a few test subjects. I will admit that I am somewhat impressed that you haven�t lost control yet. That was a rather excessive amount of power you were riding��

�Fine I wasn�t in as much control as I should have been,� Anne said with a sigh as she glared at her sticky thighs. �Alice knew better than to interrupt and I should have had you here for precautions. On the other hand, Claire was wondering about things.�

�I see,� Harry said with a sigh. �So what does the friendliest and most considered coolest babysitter in the area want now?�

�Besides to thank you for the services provided,� Alice suddenly interjected with a smirk. �She has been somewhat popular with the girls and has turned down pretty much any guys even though they are available and know better than to talk freely about things. I think she was rather disappointed that she never got the chance to watch you since those people liked to leave you with the cat lady.�

�If you hadn�t gone to a boarding school,� Anne said with a rocking giddy smirk, �she even planned to find a way to underbid her just to get to see you unsupervised.�

�Your earlier considerably antisocial behavior was quite the enticement,� Alice said with a sage nod. �Though you are not necessarily what most would consider a bad boy, I will state that you are more of what one would consider a bad ass and with your decent looks and eye catching style there is little reason not to think you would get fans. I wonder why you or Hermione hadn�t written about you having to avoid the groupies and fanatics at that school.�

�You really need to just except a few facts, darling master,� Anne said with what she thought was a sage look but just seemed silly. �Only a complete introvert would miss the attention you have always gotten. I would suggest avoiding drawing attention though you do have a tendency to rescue us when we seem like a damsel in distress even if you mostly don�t care about other people. So accept that even if you ignore them, you seem to attract the ladies to you.�

�I had been wondering about that,� Dora said with a thought from where she was kneeling next to him. �I wondered why you hadn�t been deluged by fan mail and the usual offers. Christmas and birthday cards at the very least along with proposals for marriage or despite the social norms at least a few offers for some no strings attached sex. To be rather blunt, sir, it is amazing that you haven�t woken up with a number of the girls at school sleeping at your door since they couldn�t get into your rooms.�

�I get it I really do,� Harry said with a drawn out sigh even as he habitually caressed Dora and Hermione�s heads. �Now I know you lot are as eager to reward our little success as I am. I was planning on seeing that both of you were sufficiently sated to last a bit if not to the next holiday��

With that said, a smiling and giddy Anne found her master pressed to her back. She practically glowed under his attention and ministrations. He teased her exposed skin while visibly sliding inside her to their appreciative audiences eyes. She was bent slightly at the waist so they could see clearly her master plowing her folds. A strange idea struck her and she bent to grab her ankles. Both of their breath caught at the subtle repositioning before Anne gasped when her new toys shifted to link her arms and legs with her in this position.

�Unexpected,� Harry said as he continued to move, �but this is a bit different. I think you three will enjoy the surprise aspects��

�Oops I dropped a pen,� Alice said while Hermione nibbled her lips at the prospect.

�It looks enjoyable,� Dora said as she watched Anne�s upside down head flush more. �Shame the girls at school squat more instead of bending. I wouldn�t mind dropping something if he�s behind me like that��

�Hmmm,� Hermione said before muttering. �Ooops! I dropped some books in the stacks� heh� heh� heh��

�Someone seems to be fantasizing,� Alice said giving Hermione a look. �Not that I can blame her though. I think Anne is going to be very happy. Sore, but happy that is��

�Not even taking that bet,� Dora said from where she could see behind them. �Ooh nipple weights! I think he is going to keep going for a bit before he moves to her favorite hole.�

�You just want to lap his cream from her when he moves on,� Hermione said as she started getting impressions of where this is going. �I don�t blame you, but I think I have an idea where he is going.�

�Oh! Pray tell what that is?� Alice asked as Anne was driven through another wet climax. �We can guess he is going until a certain point before taking his liberally soaked with her cum cock and after draining a load moving to sink into her ass.�

�Yes that is a given concerning what Anne wants,� Hermione said with a smirk. �However, I don�t think that she will be kept chained like that with her bent that ways. In fact, I believe that Dora will get to lick her while master decides to have us sooth and torment those already excited tits. You must admit that seems like what they would do.�

�Agreed,� the both said as Anne seemed to splash her face when she came.

They watched while they felt their own moisture flow down their thighs. Hell! They were so enraptured by the sight of Harry prodded her depths and reddened her eager ass that they neglected to find their own release. There was just something that made them unwilling to look away even when she sighed before letting a moan go as he stretched her open and resumed exploring the potential of the new position.

�Ladies,� Harry said when he picked her up and carried her while still inside her. �I think a bit of attention from you will help properly convey my satisfaction in dear Anne�s success.�

Hermione�s look said �I told you so� even as the three moved to join in. Still this was fun and they would get turns of their own soon. In the mean time, Harry was bouncing Anne on his cock while Dora lapped at her cum dripping cunt with the two mistresses teased and tormented her already abused tits. This was her time after all and after she was good and satisfied with her reward they could work on trying the new toys out the old fashioned way.

�This is Heaven,� Anne thought as she felt her beloved master bounce her ass on his unrelenting manhood. �My master and mistresses using and utilizing me to such heights is more than I can ask for. Why anyone would think this is wrong is unthinkable��
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The group was now at the train station. Alice and Anne had tagged along to say goodbye as well as see where they would be leaving from in the fall. It was the unwanted people that they soon were unable to avoid that caused any problems. It seemed as if fate was trying to compensate the missed meeting from September. For as the group had entered the platform, the Weasley family was soon in their way.

�Hello dears,� Molly said causing Harry�s eyebrow to twitch for a moment as he squished the sudden impulse of bloody carnage that her voice caused. �How have you been?�

�Do we know you?� Hermione asked as she looked at them. �While we may know the twins, the rest of you are of no interest to us.�

Molly blinked for a few moments and drew her breath to start a tirade. She was so used to her verbally getting her way that she was unprepared for anyone to think of cutting her off.

�Mrs. Weasley,� Harry said in such a way as to cause her to gasp and loose her breath. �I do not know what you think you know, nor do I care to hear what you believe. We have no willing interaction with any of your family save the twins as they have at least a tolerable personality even if they tend not to contemplate the ramifications of some of their pranks. I will admit that they are neither malicious in their manner nor willing to overlook some of the unpleasant things that could occur, but sometimes they forget that some tricks are more than bothersome and less than humorous.�

The twins seemed to alternate from pride and confusion from his words while Molly seemed to be flushed with irritation. While she was flustered and mentally trying to sort out a proper verbal lashing, she failed to notice the shifting in her children�s demeanor. Percy seemed flushed with anger while mixed with a pallor for being found out. Ron seemed to be mimicking his mother and about to spew more irrational verbal shit. As for the youngest Weasley, Ginny was having a hard time not either fainting or drooling seeing The-Boy-Who-Lived up close. In fact, her body language screamed that if given a moment she would squeal before throwing herself at Harry.

�Though considering how you respond to anything or anyone not conforming to your beliefs we can see why your older sons moved as far away as they have,� Hermione said with a calculating look at Molly and her brood. �You seem to believe that there is no difference between mothering and smothering and seem to think that you can walk in and suddenly do so to Harry. Neither he nor I need such as we are quite happy with our families as it is.�

�Dears,� Molly managed to say while trying to emotionally guilt them. ��I was just trying to help with you being friends and all��

�The twins would never sick you on someone they liked,� Harry said with a sickening laugh. �As for Percival and Ronald, we prefer to avoid them and their poor attitudes whenever possible. I don�t know what you did raising them, but they both have issues. Percival while ambitious seems to lack the social skills not to alienate those that could help them, well unless they are teachers or other such adult figures. He is the person that one would test their character with power and see it goes to their head. The younger years are more intimidated than willing to seek him out to fulfill his duties and I have heard that some of the students in the other houses are wondering if he will last as a prefect let alone become Head Boy.�

�As for Ronald,� Hermione dragged out the name with loathing, �I find him to be an emotionally stunted child that seems annoyed that he cannot simply get by with playing games, eating and sleeping. That he tried to convince some of our shier housemates to actually write his homework is despicable. While you may be smothering you seem to lack the maternal understanding of when to apply appropriate punishments. Still I am amazed that you didn�t send a howler to intimidate him into actually studying.�

�Ronald Billius Weasley,� Molly shrieked at her son. �Was there a reason that you haven�t told me this? Do you realize how embarrassed I am now?�

�You really think this will straighten him out?� Dora asked Hermione in interest. �I mean we could have waited a few more months and he would have either had to fail out or repeat the year.�

�Dumbledore is against us skipping a grade as it is,� Hermione said with a sigh. �So we know he will likely just give the boy remedial lessons since they are more than acquaintances. As it is we can use the extra time to delve deeper into the various libraries. Considering that the Crabbe and Goyle boys are doing similar there is a chance that as long as they are so called purebloods that they will be retained. I am amazed that more of the muggle raised or born are not failed out based on Snape.�

�He was a good motivation to self study potions if one wished to know anything,� Dora commented as she watched the wincing of the annoying brat. �Too many of our schoolmates don�t see potions as the fundamental that it is. Snape has done a wonderful job in diminishing any potential Aurors, Healers and other skilled jobs that need more than household potions. Still the competent brewers make money and the increased demand is good for business even if it decreases the pool for innovation.�

�When have they wanted innovation?� Harry asked as he watched Molly turn to Percival as well. �Most wizards are becoming even lazier and closed minded. Well at least those in England and the Continent as I have some interesting correspondences with some to the east and west. Still he will eventually have to find his niche here or like his successful older brothers move elsewhere.�

�I don�t see that happening,� Alice commented as she thought over the interesting report she had garnered from the escorts. �Ministry jobs are more based on blood and connections than actual skill, or at least the administrative ones are. There are no muggleborn department heads and one is lucky to reach a certain glass ceiling as a half-blood. Their children might do better if they marry purer, but outside of the cover-ups of bastard scions there is little hope unless they are exceptionally skilled enough to be considered a cadet house.�

�Given a few decades to centuries they will be no reason to stay here,� Anne said with a frown. �They seem to get dumber and weaker with each generation; more deviants to cull though.�

The last was said with a predatory shine as she swept her eyes across the assembled magicals. It was true from what they had seen. More purebloods were producing squibs which more of the families seemed to cull on their own. Too many of the elitists were noticeably weaker physically, mentally, magically and morally than their parents. That the remaining Dark Families were without knowledge of transferring magic was the only reason that they hadn�t tried to increase the perpetuation of muggle filth stealing their children�s magic.

�If the Ministry ever found those rituals I see them likely breeding the muggleborns before ripping their magic to give to their squibs if not themselves,� Harry thought with a swift gaze over the assembling Dark Families. �Voldemort was able to get so far as he did in part to appealing to these people�s fear. Perhaps the reason that those that know he was really a half blood descendent of Slytherin were willing to put aside those factors. He would have likely done better if he had at least an heir or two to continue the line. He did seem more concerned with his own power and survival than really revitalizing this decaying world.�

�What are you thinking about?� Hermione asked as she saw the emotions that she could barely see under his mask. �Ah I see the Malfoy delegation is approaching. Is it me or is the younger too stupid or hardheaded to learn even with Pavlovian conditioning? It is eerily odd how similar those two are��

�Too similar to get along and yet try to keep their hatred with minor differences,� Harry said with a sigh as he watched the Weasleys notice their hated enemies. �This will at least be somewhat amusing. For all their attempts at being civil socially, they are no different than other people and if the situation calls for it would gladly shed their presumptions of civility. If either suspected that they could revitalize their families they would do whatever it takes. Malfoy already murders, rapes and worse for his agenda. The Weasley family while more tolerant of muggles are not that different.�

�Dehumanizing,� Hermione realized with a start as the two groups verbally bantered with each other. �They don�t see my parents as people and they think I am barely better. Like a monkey in the zoo being taught tricks. There is more to it than just that though, is there not?�

�Got it in one,� Harry said with a sad look. �Even the Weasleys don�t really see them as people even if they are not overly malicious in their dealings with them. They would obliviated if it simplifies things without much concern. I even think that it is in part due to their unwillingness to hire people that have more than a very peripheral view of the greater world. I don�t think you have looked over the muggle studies books yet, have you?�

�No,� Hermione admitted with a sigh. �I was tempted to take it to see what they think, but I have the feeling I won't like it?�

�You wouldn�t,� Harry said with a shake of his head. �If I didn�t know better, I would almost believe that those aware of them keep them ignorant of such matters. You did notice the complete lack of mathematics, physics, chemistry and similar disciplines here.�

�Yes, it seemed odd,� Hermione said with a distant look as she started piecing things together. �Do they really care how things work or just that they can make their life easier?�

�You got my main dislike about all our time here already,� Harry said with a smirk. �There is no way that I would tell them about any of the more risky things. They have no scientific knowledge greater than primitive gun powder and there seems to be a reason for it. Can you imagine what would happen with their blas� practices and high technology matters?�

�I see,� Hermione said with a wide eyed look and full body shudder. �So you think someone in the government is making sure that they have no idea about things or is it just their own belief in their superiority?�

�Could be both I suppose even though a government conspiracy is possible if unlikely,� Harry said as he shuddered at what passive probes of Arthur produced. �They are more sheep like than the normal plebs.�

�Fleece the sheep, squicks the meek and thumb the toffs?� Alice asked with a humorous smirk. �It is nice and if anyone needs to be truly fleeced it is these sheep.�

�Yes and we have a few more months to deal with while we try to further our own agendas without squicking them too quick,� Harry said as he watched the older Weasley barely constrain himself from the Malfoy elder�s taunts. �Still we should be off. Alice, Anne, I expect you two to keep your studies up. Dora, Mine, let us go!�

With that the three parted from their friends and walked past the disturbance that the two families were causing. They ignored the puppy eyed look the youngest female Weasley shot as well as the appreciative gaze from Narcissa. Regardless of the crowd�s choosing to part, the group readily made their way onto the train. They were heading back to school in a castle with plenty of secrets to unravel. They were not the only ones trying to figure out things. As they traversed the train to claim a compartment, there were plenty of people interested in trying to figure them out or at least getting the courage to talk to them.

�Why do I keep hiding when he passes?� a pair of blushing Hufflepuffs thought before returning to their compartment to lock the door and calm down from the incident.

They were not the only ones as the group had been dressed in casual clothes. A number of the boys as well as girls were soon spending more of the trip daydreaming and fantasizing than the usual catch up. That group seemed like a welcome change of air to the stuffy society. Little did they know that it was just the beginning.
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