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Part I
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Harry was sitting on the sofa in the Gryffindor common room.
Hermione and Ginny were seated in the opposite one, softly whispering with each
other. Harry could not help but feel extreme dissatisfaction with his life and
with the headmaster.
He was forced to live the summer months with the Dursleys, his
godfather had been killed and he felt very lonely. Most of his problems were
because of the headmaster. If it wasn’t for Dumbledore, he wouldn’t have to go
Privet drive at all.
If the headmaster would have informed him about the prophecy
earlier … Sirius could still be alive. Moreover, Harry suspected that many
things were still hidden from him because of the headmaster’s stupid ‘for your
own good’. Harry’s mood turned bitter. It’s
no good.
Harry walked in small circles, feeling resentful of what towards
everyone. He wasn’t mad at everyone. There was Ron – his best mate – and there was
Ginny. Ginny was like the sister he had never had and he loved her for what she
had added to his life. The difference being that while he had distinctly unbrotherly-like feelings
about Ginny, it had always been about Hermione. He loved her. There was freedom
to love Hermione. Ron had fancied her at one time. Probably still did in some
ways, but Ron knew, unlike Harry, that Harry and Hermione were right
together. Harry had never kissed
Hermione, but he was determined to do so, before he had to face Tom again. He
wanted her to know.
All of his friends seemed to be having a good time; Ron was with
Luna in Sweden, Hermione was
leaving for a long vacation in France
very soon and Ginny would sit safely away in the Burrow and later she would
visit Dean, her boyfriend. He himself would … be imprisoned at the Dursley’s.
Suddenly Fawkes, Dumbledore’s phoenix, appeared in red flames in
the center of the room with a note in its talons. Harry took the note, read it,
and stood up.
“Dumbledore wants us to go to his office,” he said to the girls.
They left the Gryffindor tower and headed to the headmaster’s
office. They entered upon arriving and took the offered seats.
Dumbledore looked at them gravely.
“I am going to tell you something, and I request that you do not
interrupt me until I am finished. Then you can ask anything you want. Is that
acceptable?”
Harry looked, surprised, to the headmaster. That was so unlike
him. “You really mean any question? “
“Yes, Harry, any question.”
“And will the answer be complete, headmaster?” Hermione asked.
“Yes, Hermione.”
“And we will understand the answer, sir? Nothing
vague and fuzzy?”
“Indeed, Ginevra.”
The three looked to the headmaster expectantly, while Harry
could not hide his feelings of frustration.
The headmaster flinched … many things that he regretted had been
done and many things were still unsaid. He opened a drawer, took out a very old
book, and placed it on the table.
“First of all, the restriction of underage magic is lifted from
the three of you. Second, you will all be legally emancipated … we shall
receive the documents by owl within a couple of hours. Third, I want to tell
you, Harry, everything about Clan Potter, and about your heritage. Fourth, you
all three of you have been cursed by Tom … and we’ve found the cure to
neutralize that curse.
The curse is called Trigonum
Morbus. This is an old spell from Egypt, developed many thousands of
years ago. The curse can only be targeted to males under sixteen and still
virgin. After the curse hits its target, it splits itself and chooses two other
female victims who have an emotional bond with the first victim.
Voldemort cursed you six hours ago, Harry. When you were hit,
Ginny and Hermione were hit as well, because they are the two women you love
most in the whole world – whether you were ready to admit it or not.” Harry’s
jaw dropped. He was NOT prepared to
have the whole world know about his love life!
Dumbledore kept speaking. “When the cure is not applied within twenty-four
hours of impact, all three of you will be killed. It’s not a death that your
mother’s sacrifice would have protected you against Harry. I’m sorry.”
Dumbledore went on. “The cure is not a potion, medicine or any
other medical action; it is rather something … …
unconventional. However, so is the curse. Harry, you need to bind yourself to and
impregnate Hermione and Ginny. These means must be applied within twenty-four
hours after being cursed, which means you have eighteen hours left. Ginevra,
I’ve talked with your parents already and they have been informed. They are
waiting for you in the Gryffindor tower now. Hermione, your parents are in New York for the dentist
conference. At this moment, steps are being made to bring them to Hogwarts,
only then can we speak to them.
So … I am finished and now your questions. I hope I was clear
and to the point.” He sighed and relaxed in his chair.
“I wish that you hadn’t been,” the headmaster heard a painting
mumbling.
The three youngsters were looking at the professor dumbstruck …
none of them could say a word and were trying to understand what had been said.
Hermione was the first to recover. “Professor Dumbledore, if I
understand you correctly … Tom cursed us and we will die within two days unless
Harry marries both of us and we become pregnant by him.”
The headmaster noticed that Hermione had not said ‘Voldemort or
‘he-who-must-not-be-named’ but rather “Tom”. He thought that was definitely an
interesting tactic. “Basically, that is correct,” answered.
“And how did he manage to curse me and the girls at the same
time, when eight hours ago I was sleeping at Privet drive within the
protections that nobody can penetrate?” Harry asked.
“The curse is not location based. Everywhere in the world is
targetable. There is nothing that can stop the curse, because it’s not really a
curse. The blood wards that I set when you were brought to the Dursleys weren’t
triggered because Trigonum Morbus is
really an advanced binding charm. Yes, the net effect is that it will kill you
if the binding is not completed, but it is still a binding charm, if not a completely
dark one. It hit you, split into two
separate curses, and hit two females whom you love the most.
The curse is binding you, Ginny, and Hermione to each other and
all three of you will suffer the same consequences. By binding yourselves in
marriage and conceiving children, you counteract the Trigonum Morbus.”
“Trigonum Morbus means
‘triangle illness’, headmaster?” Hermione asked.
“Almost, Ms. Granger, it is translated into English as ‘triangle
disease’,” the headmaster replied.
“Professor Dumbledore? My parents left me a vault with some
money in it. Would that be enough for the things which are to come?” Harry
asked.
“You are a Potter, Harry. This means that you are more than financially
secure. Normally you would be able to access your heritage once you were
sixteen, but the circumstances have changed and you’ll have access to them
within several hours. You would be able to support many wives, so no need to
worry. “
“Is it allowed to marry more than one woman? “Harry asked
quietly. “You talked about binding Ginny and Hermione to me.”
“There is a pureblood law which allows a head of house like you
to have more than one wife. The requirements are that you have a certain amount
of money per wife and that you are a pureblood head of house. In your case, the
requirements are filled and you’d be able to have even more wives. The money
will go to the parents of the wife in question.
All was quiet after those statements.
“And what happens if my parents do not agree?” Hermione asked.
“Then the three of you will die and Voldemort will win” the
headmaster, said quietly.
Harry stood up from the chair. “Headmaster, I’d like to discuss
this with Hermione and Ginny. Hermione’s parents are coming soon, I hope. Let’s
see what happens when they arrive and we start making decisions.”
“Decisions, Harry?”
“Yes, Professor, decisions. I spent the last five years wanting
to finish my education here and then kill Voldemort. I know that I still have
to face him and you and I both know that I’m the only one who can. Now I’m
being forced to decide not just my own fate, but that of wives that I never
thought I’d live to have and children whom I never expected to father.”
Harry paced back and forth for a moment in front of Dumbledore before
he continued speaking. “You and their parents won’t make any decision
concerning us. We will make the decision, nobody else. It doesn’t
make much difference as for the result, but this is important to us. At least for me. However, if we decide not to go through
with this, we have the right to die on our own terms.
You, Ginny’s and Hermione’s parents won’t be forced to live
together for the rest of your lives, we will be. And this is something we have
to decide upon ourselves.”
Hermione smiled at Harry, but said nothing as he took her hand
and then Ginny’s and the three left the Headmaster’s office.
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The three walked slowly and quietly to the Gryffindor tower.
When they reached the tower, they decided to sit down in the common room.
Hermione was the first to speak.
“Harry, if we want to live, we need to do what the headmaster
said.”
Harry looked to Ginny. “What do you think, Gin?”
“I don’t want to die, Harry. And if that means that I have to
marry and sleep with you, then that’s what I’ll do.”
“But you’re not alone in this, Hermione has to do the same,”
Harry said. He turned to the other girl. “Are you willing to share a husband
with someone?”
“Normally, the answer would be hell, no. No fucking way, not now, not ever. I grew up expecting to
be married to one man and to be faithful to that man my whole life. However…
the alternative here is death, so I don’t see any other possibility.”
“I thought that you liked Ron?” Harry asked, already blushing.
“I do, but not as potential husband material.”
Harry turned to Ginny. “And I thought that you liked Dean? Isn’t
he your boyfriend?”
Ginny flashed Weasley red. “That was only to get Ron off my
back, Harry. I don’t have a boyfriend at the moment. I love you, Harry. I really always have.”
Harry turned to Hermione again. “Do you see me as potential
husband material, Hermione?”
She looked him straight in the eye. “Harry. I’ve always loved
you. You’ve been my hero and there’s no one else I’d rather have as a husband.
It’s always made me sad that you seemed to love Ginny and not me. For me, this
is in some ways a dream come true. Ginny has always been a sister to me and I
know that we’ll always love each other – and now, well, it will definitely not
be platonically.” Ginny laughed and blushed hard.
“And you, Gin?”
Ginny started blushing even more. “Yes I do, Harry.”
“What about you, Harry? “ Hermione asked.
“I don’t want a husband and I’m truly not interested in having
myself as a life mate.”
Hermione smirked and Ginny laughed again. She hit his arm.
“Seriously, Harry!”
The boy became serious. “This summer I couldn’t give a damn
about Dumbledore, the Order, Voldemort … even school. For my friends’ sake, I’d
talk, but definitely not for the adults in my life. I was even thinking of
disappearing in the muggle world and never coming back again.
Because of the curse, I am now forced to do something else – to again try to outwit Voldemort - so I’m in the same boat
as you two. I truly did not see myself as married before Voldemort was gone.
Everything has changed. I’m not afraid of dying … and this summer I didn’t care
if that happens to me. Now it’s different.”
He looked at Ginny and then at Hermione and smiled softly. “I’ve
always loved you both. It’s been hard not to come out and just tell each of you.
From the very start, I’ve loved you. You, Hermione, from the first moments of our friendship. I
knew for certain at the end of our first year, when you came tarring into the
Great Hall and hugged me as you did. Ginny
– I’ve loved you since I saw the sparkle in your eyes, after I rescued you in
the Chamber. I loved you more when I first saw you fly on a broom and you smiled
at me.”
The girls were holding hands and were touching Harry’s chest. He
reached out to stroke their cheeks. “If
we do it, I want to do it the right way. The headmaster and your parents are
going to work for their money. I don’t know who my magical guardian is, but
I’ll find out very soon. To come back to your original question Hermione, I
love you both and want to be your husband, if you will both have me.”
Their eyes sparkled brightly at him. “However, one last thing …
when we are married, I don’t want to continue our education at Hogwarts, but
live in one of the family properties, assuming I have any, and hire private
tutors. I want to guarantee safety and comfort for my brides and children and we
can’t do that at Hogwarts. There are too many death-eaters’ children within
Slytherin and it’s just not safe.”
Hermione started to laugh.
“I think I agree with you. If we are forced to go into this
marriage, let us make it worthwhile.“
Ginny nodded. “I am happy
that you both agree. When I get pregnant….” Ginny paused a moment as she thought
about what that really meant and blushed furiously. She went on
“I would never feel safe here in
the castle, whatever the headmaster is telling me. We need to have our own
place.”
Again, Fawkes appeared in the common room with a note. Ginny
took the note and read it. “It is time … they’re waiting for us in the
headmaster’s office.”
This time
the three walked towards the headmaster’s office hand in hand;
Harry in the middle, flanked by the two girls. If Ron could see this, he’d be
angry. But, that was Ron. He always had been too protective of Ginny. Harry
thought he should be worried for his best friend though. He wished that Ron was
here to talk to about everything that was going on – even if Ron blew up about
it initially.
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