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Topsyturvy	By : AquamarieneStardust Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 92984 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 14
Disclaimer: I own nothing but what I created (story line, plot, differences from origanal and Aphrodite) J.K. Roweling owns Harry Potter world I make no prophet I just play in it

Chapter List
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A/N- This Chapter is dedicated to Nari-chan for her birthday yesterday. It is un-betaed because I wanted to get it up as fast as possible. I will re-post it as soon as I get it back from Dylan_Harper. I hope you all enjoy!!
Aqua!
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Tia POV
I sigh and look out at the lake where I see Daphne’s form enter the water. Shaking my head I look back down at the book in front of me. They have to work this out on their own. But it’s killing me being able to feel all of their emotions, Daphne’s distress and hurt the most. “You ok?” I look up at John and then back down to the ancient language in front of me. “Go after whoever it is that is making you look like a kicked kitten.”
“Daphne, and no. They have to do it themselves. Oliver will go after her after the initial shock of whatever they just fought about wears off and he gets his thoughts in order.”
“You sure Tia?” I nod and glance up at the Dov across from me.
“He is a Wood male, they are all dominants, even if he did inherit from his mother’s side in order for him to be submissive to me. He is still a Wood and that is why he is my most dominate mate.” I look back down and continue reading.
Oliver POV
After sitting in shock for five minutes I stand up and walk to the door of the common room and out into the hall, trusting the twins to be able to watch Draco and Blaise and keep them safe. Making my way thru the familiar halls of the school I grew up in, where I first met all of my beloved mates I smile at places where fond memories were made. The hall in front of the defense room where I first met Harry Potter, who would become the best seeker I have ever seen, only to later become his true self, my perfect and loving dom Tia. I continue on and almost burst into laughter as I come across the alcove where I first met Fred and George in their first year playing a prank on the headmaster who laughed good naturedly and smiled before winking knowingly at the twins and walking off.
I reach the entrance hall and walk thru the doors into the court yard, I chuckle good-naturedly as I remember the slug incident with Draco and that traitor Ron Weasley. Looking back now I realize that that is the first time I was ever in close proximity to all of my mates. Tia, as Harry, next to me, Draco not three feet in front of me, The twins flanking Harry and myself closely, Blaise and Daphne five feet to the left watching their friend, the Slytherin Prince, tease the lions, and his greatest nemesis. I remember now how my creature side, barley awakened that year, felt calm and relaxed for the first time since I woke up at a woodland elf.
I shake my head clearing the memories and focus on the lake. I walk the rest of the way down and spot Daphne’s dressing gown on the ground. I bend and pick up the delicate silk garment and fold it gently placing it on a large rock next to me. “Daphne, come here please.” I wait a moment and there is no response. “Please, I just want to talk. Besides, you’re a salt water mermaid, the fresh water of the lake isn’t entirely good for your gills.” I wait a moment after speaking before I see a ripple appear on the surface of the water, the center of the ripple the top of a head of dark hair, pale skin, and piercing green eyes glaring daggers at me. I smile at her and sit on the shore, the small wakes from the lake soaking my jeans where they touch the water as it ebbs and flows. “Come along lass. I just want to talk.”
“Why?” Her musical voice reaches me and I am reminded that, while she is half mermaid on her father’s side, she is also half siren on her mother’s both traits manifesting in her.
“Because I am your mate and I want to speak to you. I’m worried about you and I feel like a right arse for ignoring your needs for so long.”
“As you should.” I can hear the snotty tone in her voice, her pureblood upbringing showing it’s true colors. I raise my eyebrows at her but say nothing.
“Would you come closer so we can have a civilized talk without us having to shout at each other?” She huffs loudly but her pureblood edict forces her into doing as I request. She moves forward until she is right in front of me, her tail almost completely covered by the water and her upper body supported by her arms. I stare at her bare breasts hungrily, her dark nipples pebbling as a gust of wind bowls and hits her.
“I thought you wanted to talk, not stare at my breasts.” She sounds irritated, but underneath her outward tone I can hear the pleasure and delight that my looking gives her.
“I can’t help myself lass. They are so beautiful.” I look up in time to see a light blush color her alabaster skin. “You know though, Tia will be very angry if anyone comes along and sees you in such a state of undress.”
“They disappear behind scales when not around my mates or if there is someone amongst my mates who should not see me in such a way.” I nod and hold out my hand to her.
“Would you come to me lass, sit on my lap? Cuddle a little maybe?”
“No. I’m fine here.” I nod and drop my hand to the pebbled beach, my fingers instantly find a bit of wood, worn down to smooth by the water on one end, the other end sharp and jagged. I look at it curiously for a bit before holding it up to show the picturesque mermaid.
“You see this bit of wood?” She nods her eyes curious as she looks it over. “Our family is like this bit of wood. Right now we are sharp, jagged, we don’t really know how we all fit together except that Tia is our dom and our souls call to her’s; just as her soul calls to ours.” I see Daphne nod unperceptively and continue on. The six of us are the wood and Tia is the water that helps to smooth us out so that one day we can be like the other end of this stick, soft, smooth, flowing.”
“But if Tia is always the one smoothing everything out, how will we ever be a smooth and flowing family?”
“Because, the fact that Tia isn’t here with you and I am at this moment is her way of saying that she wants us to learn to be our own water so that she can focus on finding and running a kingdom and we can raise our children. Tia will do what she can to help raise our family Daph, but she’s a queen of the most ancient of people, and the most beautiful of creatures. She has a lot of responsibilities as the queen and she will need us as her support team, and she shouldn’t have to worry about us hurting each other and fighting constantly and upsetting the children we are going to have.”
“So what you’re saying is that we need to grow up and learn to work together?”
“Exactly.” She looks down and I can see her eyes moving as she thinks everything over.
She looks up at me after a few minutes and nods. “Fine, but, I still don’t want pity sex! But I don’t want you all to treat me like a leper either.” I smile at her and open my arms for a hug. She pushes herself up and crawls over to me, her strong tail propelling her into my arms for a tight hug. I run my hands over her wet skin feeling the sand that is stuck to her as well as the small pattern of scales on her flesh.
“Deal lass.” I kiss the top of her head and smooth out her hair. She smiles up and me before placing a kiss on my jaw, right next to my lips.
“I have to go up and get ready for classes.” I nod and watch as she shifts back my eyes going directly to her smooth pussy. She stands up and I watch her bum as she then walks to the dressing gown and slips it on before grabbing Tia’s broom and offering it to me. I take it and mount pushing off lightly so that I’m hovering. I hold my hand out to her and she accepts so I pull her to me and seat her sideways against my chest in front of me on the broom before flying back to our bedroom window.
Tia POV
By the time the school day was over I was ready to scream. Between Draco and Daphne I don’t want to be touched again until I climb into bed later tonight. All either one of them wanted to do was pretend to be glued to me all day and the only brakes I got from them were the three classes I didn’t have with them all day. Daphne even followed me into the bathroom, TWICE! I collapse into a chair in the library and glare at both of them as they try to fight out who gets my lap. Both look down at the floor ashamed of their actions and take the chairs on either side of me. “What are you looking for Tia?” I look over at Draco who has pulled one of my books towards him and is reading the contents page.
“They are called the Wispcather Gauntlets. I need them to get the healing element so I can open the door. You can work on the books written in French or Latin if you like. I don’t understand either language.” He nods.
“I’ll take Latin if Daphne wants to take French?” We both look at her and she nods pulling a book out of the stack. We all settle in to start looking once more for these illusive artifacts.
A couple hours after we had already been reading John and Jess come in, followed by the rest of my mates. The six of them take a seat and all pull a book to them and start reading. We decide to break for dinner and afterwards we all meet back in the Library, along with Hermione now that she has finished her homework, and continue looking.
“I think I found something.” I look over at my curly haired werewolf friend who looks excited.
“What is it my love?” John asks his hand going to her thigh and squeezing gently. I see Mione’s eyes flash gold and darken with want before she shakes her head gently and starts to read.
“During the time of the Muggle ruler King Arthur, his most trusted advisor Merlin needed a legendary Will-o-the-Wisp for the completion of the spell he used on the walls of Camelot to protect the city from invaders. The knight sent on the quest was a wizard born to the lines of Salazar Slytherin and Helga Huffelpuff and had attended Hogwarts school as a Gryffindor. Merlin knew of his origins and thus Sir Remlen Fae was sent after the illusive creatures of lore.
He journeyed far and wide and after seven years of searching he finally caught one using a pair of gauntlets that e crafted himself using a mixture of muggle blacksmithing and magic. He took the tiny creature to Merlin to drew a picture of the Wisp, for future generations to know what they truly look like, before then asking the creature to help with his spell. Once the protection spell was finished Merlin gave the Wisp back to Sir Remlen who returned the creature to it’s home where he had caught it and then hid the gauntlets, now known as the Wispcatcher gauntlets so that no one could use them to harm the gentle creatures.”
“That’s great! Now we know his name and his background. Is there anything else?” I ask her excitedly.
“Only a rough sketch of what they think the gauntlets look like, and Merlin’s drawing of the Wisp. But I can go and look for a book on Sir Remlen if you like.”
“Please do.” She smiles at me and after getting a kiss for good work from John she skips off into the stacks. We all go back to reading what we are at the moment and five minutes later Hermione comes back with three books.
“Ok, I have his personal journal, a biography, and a reference book. Tia, the journal is in Gaelic and none of the rest of us will be able to read it because of the century.”
“Oliver could read it.” I say not looking up from my current passage.
“No I can’t lass. I speak it but I could never really read it all that well.” I sigh and close the not helpful tome in front of me before holding out my hand for the leather bound journal. Hermione hands it over and I open it gently because of how old it is and smile seeing the velum pages. I run my hand lovingly over the texture of the yellowed sheets inside the book before I set in to start reading.
When eight o’clock comes around I send everyone off for the night and make my way up to our rooms with my mates so that we can do our homework. Almost as soon as the door is closed Daphne is on me kissing me hard. I return the kiss for a second before pushing her away. “We have homework little miss. No time for playing until after.” She looks sad but nods and we all settle in to do our homework while Oliver and the twins help us if we need it.
“Come on you lot it’s eleven already.” Fred wines coming up behind me and nibbling on my shoulder. “Aren’t you done yet?”
“Almost Fred, I have three more lines to wright.” I tell him reaching my left hand over my shoulder to grip his hair affectionately.
“I have one line left on this and three questions on another.” Draco tells him.
“I’mmmm done!” Blaise cries out triumphantly holding his paper up. Oliver takes it and looks it over.
“You missed number five.” My dog shifter rips the parchment from Ollie’s hands and reads if over before scribbling out an answer just as Daphne, Draco, and I finish at the same time. George, who has been sitting behind Daphne for the last hour pulls her into his lap and kisses her hard making the mermaid melt.
“Does McGonagall know you three are here?” I ask trying to stay focused while Fred is attacking my neck.
“I’m sure she saw us at some point.” Oliver tells me before going back to kissing both Draco and Blaise.
“We were at meals after all.” I nod and relax back into Fred who decides to turn me around so that I’m straddling his thighs and kisses me properly. His hands move up my thighs and under my shirt coming to rest on my still flat stomach, caressing it so gently I start to giggle because it tickles.
“Would you all go to bed!” We all jump at the male voice and turn to the door to see Papa Tom Aunt Tunie and Narcissa standing in the doorway.
“Tia is pregnant and needs to sleep.” Aunt Tunie chastises us.
“Besides, I know you lot had a rough morning. I felt Draco’s distress and then his anger and then I saw Daphne out at the lake with Oliver. You all need your sleep.” Cessa tells us putting her hands on her hips.
“But Mum!” Draco complains and she glares at him causing him to shrink back in to Oliver’s chest. I giggle a little bit and stand up walking to the three adults hugging each one and taking a deep breath from all of them feeding on the smell of their soap and their perfume, cologne in Papa Tom’s case.
“You’re right. And I am tired; I was up early this morning. And while you just felt Draco because he’s your son I felt all of them all day and it exhausted me a bit.” I smile at the adults and turn to my mates. “Bed time.”
“But Tia!?” the twins wine. I glare at them and they shut up.
“In the morning.” I promise. “But only if you’re good.” They all nod and get up, Draco comes over and kisses his mother goodnight before walking into our room with the others. I turn to the adults and smile at them.
“Are you alright darling?” Aunt Tunie asks tucking a strand of my hair lovingly behind me ear.
“Yes. Just had a long day is all.” She pulls me into a hug and then lets me go only for Papa Tom to pull me into his arms tightly next.
“You could have come to see us this morning Tia.” He tells me before kissing my temple.
“I know. But I had to do some research today. Speaking of, can you all meet with me at lunch tomorrow? I have so things I want to ask you about.”
“Of course darling.” Cessa tells me as she takes me away from Papa Tom. “Do you need Sirious, Saverous, and Luc as well?” I nod and pull away from her.
“Yes. I do.”
“We will all see you at lunch then. Where at?” Aunt Tunie asks me with a smile.
“Papa Siri and Papa Tom’s common room. I’ll get the elves to bring some food for lunch.” They all nod and leave me to it. I smile and lock the door before walking to my room, stripping my clothes off on the way.
Arthur Weasley POV (earlier that day)
“We now all this meeting of the Wizangamot to session to decide on a divorce of Arthur Weasley to Molly Pruitt Weasley. In attendance also is Stonehammer, Chief Goblin of Gringots bank to give witness.” The Chief Wizard calls out to the room, an old man named Melvin Crustarus had replaced Dumbledore.
“Aurther Weasley please step forward.” I look up at my third son who looks at me for a moment before looking back down at his scribe book.
“You are Aurther Weasley?” the questioner asks me, a witch named Cammille Ross, we had been in the same year at Hogwarts and had dated a couple of times before I started going with Moly.
“Yes.”
“And you wish for a divorce?”
“I do.”
“Why?”
“This isn’t the woman I married. She’s changed and become greedy. She stole from a boy I considered to be my son and never told me a thing about it. She has lied to me for the last seven years. I don’t know who she is any longer and I certainly don’t love her.”
“Have it entered into the record that the boy Molly Pruitt Weasley was stealing from is Harry Potter, now known by her true identity as Aphrodite Potter.” The goblin spoke up. Percy looked up from his scribe book and to his mother worry in his sharp eyes. So he had known. Then he is no son of mine. I shall inform my Father once I get home. I’m just glad that he chose Bill as my heir and also accepted Charley into the Weasley family.
“So entered.” Crustarus replies.
“What do you wish to take with you from this divorce?” Cammille asks me.
“Everything that is mine. Molly Will be turned out of my home with just what she came into it with. Her wedding trunk and her wardrobe.”
“Molly Pruitt Weasley, have you anything you would like to add?” I look over at my wife for the first time since I walked out of the Burrow on Christmas Eve. She’s lost a lot of weight and her once bright red hair is now lank and flat. She looks unwell but I can’t bring myself to truly care. She looks at me her eyes pleading.
“Please Arthur, my love. Don’t do this.”
“You left me no choice woman.” I tell her coldly. She falls down crying and I turn back to the panel before me. They all have their heads together talking and after a minute Crustarus stands up and looks at me.
“The divorce is granted. Molly Pruitt, you are to retrieve your belongings from Arthur Weasley directly tomorrow at the latest. Dismissed.” I step down from the podium I had been standing behind and walk over to my parents.
“Well done my son. Now all that there is left is to disown Ronald and Percival, the rest of your children we will allow to keep their name.” My Fatehr tells me claping me on the back. I smile at him.
“Thank you Father.”
“Unless any of the others knew about the treason of that woman.”
“Only Percival, Ronald, and Generva knew. And Generva was cursed so she couldn’t control what she did until the curse was lifted. Once it was gone she left and was adopted by Miss Potter. The twins didn’t know until the will reading when Miss Potter told them. William and Charles were already out of the house by the time this all started.”
“Understood. We shall see to the disowning tomorrow. For now let us return home.”
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