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Beastmaster	By : NHunter Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 77170 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 11
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Chapter List
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chapter 4: His freedom

Harry got off Hedwig, lying on his back next to her, and then pulled the owl-girl on top of him, to which she responded with a tired moan of approval: it was a rare occasion for either of the three girls to have a 'night' alone with their 'master', and with all those rituals he did to be able to keep all of them sated, on their own, neither could last as long as he did...

“Let's do it once more.” Hedwig whispered as she slowly moved her hips, rubbing her hot sex against his cock, quickly making it erect again. And while the young wizard was putting his member to where it belonged, the white-haired girl forced herself into sitting on top of him, though, she had both her hands on his chest for the support. “Mph!” She moaned out in pleasure as he 'master' was once again thrusting into her needy pussy.

Knowing that she was quite tired from their escapades tonight, Harry placed his hands on her hips and was helping her keep a slow steady rhythm to complement his thrusts. Their sex was slow and sensual as the two lovers were enjoying each other to their hearts' content... Hedwig came first, her pussy flowing around his hard length with her sweet nectar, and Harry followed her into the orgasmic bliss soon after... The white-haired beauty laid back on top of her lover, her head just above his heart, and wrapped her arms around his chest, and he responded by wrapping hands around her slim waist.

“I love you.” She whispered sleepily, snuggling closer to him.

“And I love you too, my lady.” The green-eyed wizard replied, too in a low whisper, also drifting into the land of dreams.

Come morning, the two lovers were joined by Shasa and Alyssa, who were done with whatever they were doing in the Chamber of Secrets. So when Harry woke up, he found himself surrounded by his ladies, all of them naked. And with how they had snuggled into him, his morning wood problem was worse than ever. Not that Hedwig who lay on top of him minded, judging by the cute moans she was making in her sleep when his cock twitched against her pussy,

Still, even if it was a day off, they should be waking up, so the young lord Slytherin proceeded to kiss his beauties awake. Shasa was the first one to wake up, just as her lord began the third 'round' of kissing his three lovers.

“Good morning, master.” The serpent queen whispered once she broke their kiss, into which she had captured him almost a minute ago. Rolling away from him a bit, she sat up, enjoying his gaze on her nude nubile body. Nodding towards her two still-sleeping 'sisters', Shasa silently told her husband to continue waking them up. He was all too happy to comply as he continued kissing the sleeping beauties that were his girls.

Alyssa was the next one to open her eyes: the drake girl, much like the basilisk girl, had caught Harry for a long and heated kiss as soon as he pressed his lips to hers – apparently she woke sometime during the moment when Shasa was talking to her 'master', and just pretended to be asleep since then... Hedwig being an owl that she was, though, was still soundly asleep, despite the attempts he had made to wake her up. Smirking, Harry rolled them over, so that now he was on top of the white-haired girl. Then he gently spread her legs and, pulling his member out of her, slid into sitting between them. The reptilian girls, without exchanging even a word, got on all fours on the sides of their 'sister's' body, their heads just above her ample chest, but so far did nothing more, as they were waiting for their 'master' to begin. They didn't have to wait for long as moments later Harry, lifting her lower body up, dove into Hedwig's sweet pussy with his tongue. While he was pleasuring the sleeping girl's core, Shasa and Alyssa were busy licking and sucking her breasts, adding to the pleasure the whitehead was experiencing...

Soon, the owlish girl was moaning loudly and quivers from pleasure under the trio's ministrations, but they weren't going to stop just yet, even if they had woken her up. No, they were going to make her cum, and cum hard. Just for the fun of it. Not that Hedwig minded it: she undoubtedly was thoroughly enjoying the attention she was getting from her lovers. And their combined efforts soon brought her to a powerful orgasm...

While the girls kept working on her tits even after she finished gushing her sweet nectar into her lord's skilled mouth, Harry was done with licking her pussy and, having lowered her rear back onto the bed, moved to the head of the bed, where he claimed Hedwig's lips for a hot and passionate kiss that she eagerly accepted. The two spent almost a minute in a lip-lock, before finally pulling apart, just a bit as their noses were almost touching.

“Good morning, love.” The young Potter whispered to her, while looking into her big, owlish-golden eyes. The whitehead just kissed him in response. Once again they spent time exploring each others' mouths with their tongue, but they were soon 'interrupted' by Shasa and Alyssa both joining them into what now became a four-way kiss. Several minutes later the foursome finally stopped kissing. “Shall we have some breakfast?” Harry asked then, and all three of his girls nodded. He shifted into sitting against the head of the bead, and his serpent queen immediately claimed her place in his lap, with his erect cock being between her legs and her nether lips. She wigged herself there a bit, making them both moan at the sensation of their naked sexes rubbing against each other, but knowing that it was breakfast time and that she'll have her time with her 'master' later, Shasa stopped there.

Hedwig and Alyssa sat around the small table that Harry had conjured in front of his just after his serpentine lover settled down on his lap. Of course, both 'unlucky' girls sent a glare to the basilisk lady, who was smiling back at them from her very comfortable seat.

The young lord Slytherin then summoned one of the house elves of Hogwarts and asked the little creature to get some breakfast. It nodded eagerly at the request and disappeared with a quiet popping sound. The elf returned moments later with a tray filled with food and put it on the table, before disappearing back to kitchens... Everyone acted like what was happening now was normal – well, it was as Harry sure had spent a lot of time, sometime days, with his girls there. And when they alone like this... they didn't bother to put any clothes on. Not that house elves cared about their masters' state of dress...

“So...” The serpent queen asked as they just began their meal. “Are we going to do that tomorrow?” The question was about them going out and killing Voldemort. Of course, Harry was supposed to use these days for studying for his OWLs three days from now, but with all of the knowledge he had absorbed from the Dark Lord's horcrux, there was no need for him to do that and he could use his free time ...more productively.

“Yeah.” The young lord Slytherin replied. “You all know what you do according to the plan, right, girls?” Receiving three nods, the green-eyed wizard continued: “Then after tomorrow we won't have to worry about Tom's attacks. It will be the beginning of our 'happily ever after'.” The serpentine girl in his lap then turned around and gave him a quick kiss.

“Of course, master.” She said almost in a whisper. From there, the foursome ate their breakfast in silence. Once they were finished, Harry had a house elf to take away the tray with whatever food was left, and vanished the table.

With they meal officially over, Shasa didn't waste any time and pushed her 'master' onto the bed, before straddling him with his cock going to where it belonged, her pussy. She wanted hardcore sex, not just some lovemaking, and she wanted it badly. Not that either she or Harry minded that... Meanwhile, Hedwig, not wanting to be left aside, went to sit on Harry's face, and was now eagerly eating her pussy. Alyssa, though, remained where she was, though now she had her legs spread wide while her fingers were moving quickly in and out of her snatch as the dragonette was playing with herself, watching her lover work each other towards their orgasms...

Hedwig was the first one to cum as she all but flooded Harry with her sweet juices, which he had greedily drank while sending his tongue into the whitehead to get more. Shasa lasted a little longer, but soon enough she too was gushing from her pussy all around the thick cock that her 'master' was fucking her with, and that she continued to ride, hoping to have him fill her with his seed while she was still riding her orgasmic high... And she got what she wanted, and got so much of it that is sent her right back into another orgasm.

While the two ladies were busy catching their breaths as they lay on top of their shared husband, Alyssa moved to where Harry was still in her mistress' snatch and pulled his dick out, taking him into her mouth and sucking him clean. Then she proceeded to dip her slightly-serpentine tongue into Shasa's pussy as she tried to get all of the cum their master had put there.

“Mm...” The basilisk girl moaned as she felt the dragonette pleasuring her. Then she shifted a bit to claim her husband's lips with her own for a kiss. Hedwig too wasn't idle, and was now licking and sucking Harry's cock, reading it for her to ride it... Yes, tomorrow they all will be a battle, facing the 'darkest wizard of the twentieth century', but they had already prepared for that as much as they could, so today they were just enjoying each other in a whole day of passionate sex...

~ *** ~

With all of the OWL and NEWT students either in their common rooms or in the library as they prepared for their exams, sneaking out of the castle during the first lesson was not at all hard for the foursome: they haven't met anyone in the corridors at all. Getting to the edge of wards was a bit trickier, but the luck was on their side and it appeared that no one had noticed them.

Once they were outside of the Hogwarts wards, Harry used side-along apparation to get them as close to the Riddle manor in Little Hangleton as he could – the place was under various wards that prevented one from randomly finding it. Still, those wards didn't cover the graveyard where Voldemort was resurrected at the end of the previous school year, so, no matter how much Harry disliked that place, it was where they were beginning their 'trip' from.

After making sure that they indeed were ready, the foursome began their operation... Hedwig, having transformed into her 'bird' form, guided the group towards the Voldemort's residence, and, once everyone could see the manor clearly, she flew away to the nearby woods: Harry told her to be safe and stay away form the battle as she was the only one who could not protect herself well.

Alyssa too took her 'beast' form – her role in the coming battle was that of an aerial support – and soared into the skies. Shasa, who was the one to infiltrate the manor to dispose off the last Voldemort's horcrux, remained in her human form: it was much smaller and more agile than that of a huge basilisk she was.

Done with the final preparations, Harry calmly approached the wards and passed through them, undoubtedly, triggering some sort of an intruder alarm. That was what he wanted, after all – he needed to deal with the Death Eaters, before their boss decides to show up to see what was going on under his windows... Meanwhile, Shasa disappeared under her 'master's' invisibility cloak and headed to the manor: she had a certain snake (with a horcrux in it) to kill for her lord after all.

It took them almost a minute, but the first group of the Death Eaters – three low ranks and no one from the inner circle – finally arrived to where Harry was patiently waiting for them. And if it was not enough that they were so slow to get there, it took them several seconds to recognize who it was in front of them, even if the young Potter wasn't even trying to hide his appearance.

“Potter? We will kill you for the Dark Lord!” One of the Voldemort's followers yelled, before all three of the Dark Eaters leveled their wands at Harry. “Avada kedavra!” Three sickly-green curses flew towards the young wizard, but he just sidestepped them. The second valley of spells sent at him had some variety, as one of the Death Eaters sent a cruciatus curse instead of a killing one. Not that it helped him hit his target, as Harry once again dodged the curses... Of course, while they were trying to kill him, the followers of Voldemort didn't even bother looking upwards, so they didn't see Alyssa descending towards them until it was too late: the dragonette all but bathed them in her acidic venom, which slowly and painfully killed the three.

“Thanks.” The young lord Slytherin said as his drake girl circled around him. She nodded, before soaring back to her position high above the 'battlefield', as she waited for her next victim to attack her master.

They had to wait for several minutes before some Death Eater form the inner circle – because of the cloak and the mask Harry couldn't say who it was – decided to show up to see where the new recruits were and why they hadn't dealt with the trespasser yet. The man paused for more than a couple of moments when he saw part-melted bodies of the newbie trio he sent out earlier... Though when Harry threw a cutting curse at him, the man broke out of his stupor and dodged it.

“Potter?! I will make you pay for what you did.” The Death Eater barked angrily. “And then I will present you to my lord. And he will make me his right hand!” Laughing evilly, the man sent a dark cutting curse at the young Potter, but it splashed harmlessly against the boy's shield. The blood-boiling curse, which followed the cutting one, broke the shield, but it lost so much powered in process, that it dissipated before it reached the target.

“Is that all you can do?” The green-eyed youth asked mockingly, trying to draw all of his opponent's attention to himself: he already could see Alyssa descending towards the Death Eater, and he didn't need him noticing the dragonette. “Even muggle schoolgirls can fight better.” The masked man roared as he sent a cruciatus at Harry, but the boy evaded it well, while replying with a stream of first and second year hexes and jinxs. The Voldemort's follower, seeing that he won't be able to dodge all of the spells his opponent was spamming, raised a shied in front of himself, thinking that it will keep him safe.

Too bad that he didn't expect that Harry Potter wasn't alone... So a huge spit of acid that hit his back came as a big surprise to him. Well, he didn't really have any time to be surprised, as moments later he was on the ground, screaming in pain, as the nasty substance was eating through his body... Harry decided to be merciful, though, and killed the man with a powerful piercing curse to his head. Though, he supposed, he should have let the man suffer for what he did in his service to the Dark Lord Voldemort...

~ *** ~

Shasa silently moved through the corridors and rooms of the Riddle manor as she searched for her target: Voldemort's snake familiar that doubled as man's horcrux. The last one still existing... Of course, while that abomination was her main target, it didn't mean that the serpent queen didn't dispose off any of the Death Eaters she came across, if she could do that without being noticed.

Finally, many rooms and almost a dozen of kills later, Shasa found the 'throne room' – it was easily the biggest room of the manor, and the only with the richest decorations. In the center of the room there was an improvised throne, on which Voldemort was sitting. Just to the right of the man's throne a big snake lay on the floor, seeming sleeping after its meal. Finally, on the dark corner of the room a dirty man that looked much like a rat was reading an old edition of the 'Daily Prophet'... Finished surveying the room, Shasa returned her attention to the snake next to Voldemort's throne. This was her target, but she was to wait for the Dark Lord to leave the room before acting, so the serpent queen, hidden under the invisibility cloak, leaned against the wall where she was sure no one will accidentally bump into her, and waited.

“Why the intruders still aren't dealt with, Wormtail?” Voldemort asked the other wizard in the room as he rose from his throne... After all, it was almost fifteen minutes since the wards had alerted the Dark Lord about someone trying to sneak into his base. The ratlike man seemed to get even smaller and more pitiful under his master's look than he already was.

“I d-don't, m-master.” 'Wormtail' replied, looking very afraid of what Voldemort might do to him for saying things that didn't make the Dark Lord happy. And his fear was rather justified...

“Crucio!” Voldemort hissed, putting his servant under the torture curse. Though, he lifted it pretty soon. “I going down to see what is going on, Wormtail.” He said. “Keep an eye on Nagini for me.” The rat-like man nodded fearfully.

“O-Of course, master.” He replied. Voldemort spared him one more glance, before turning to his snake familiar, which had raised its head to look at him.

“Nagini, make sure that this imbecile doesn't break anything.” The Dark Lord spoke in parseltongue. “I will bring you something good to feast on, my dear.” Obviously, he planning to feed the intruders to the snake... Shasa allowed herself to smirk as she knew that that will never happen.

The basilisk girl waited for another minute to be sure that Voldemort will not interfere with her mission, before silently approaching 'Wormtail', who was back to reading his newspaper. She stopped right in front of him, but the pitiful wizard still hadn't paid attention to anything but his read... What a mistake when there is an intruder... Shasa placed on of her hands over his mouth and the other on the back of his head and, before he could react, she twisted his head, effectively breaking his neck with her inhuman strength.

Before Wormtail's body even hit the floor, the serpent queen was already going after her real target – this Nagini snake – that was now trying to slither away from the assassin it couldn't see or sense. This attempt, of course, ended with a failure, when Shasa put the dagger laced with her deadly venom through snake's head... Nagini trashed for half a minute, before it died. And the moment its life ended, the horcrux it carried was killed as well. The screaming and the dark smoke the reeked of the dark magic that came from the snake's body were the proof that at long last Voldemort was completely mortal again.

Shasa waited for the smoke to dissipate, before she left the throne room and headed out of the house: now she needed to help her master finish the Dark Lord.

~ *** ~

Harry almost lost his patience, waiting for Tom to finally appear: the Dark Lord surely was in no hurry to grace his 'greatest nemesis' with his presence. Still, finally Voldemort appeared on the 'battlefield', and he wasn't very happy. Seeing his killed subordinates too didn't improve his mood.

“Hello there, Tom.” Harry greeted him, trying to sound as cheerful as possible: hopefully this would anger the man further. Angry opponents tend to do more mistakes... “Long time no see...” And it looked like it was working as Voldemort was now positively livid.

“Potter!” The Dark Lord hissed. “What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be...” He was about to something more, but the young Potter interrupted him.

“Well, you see, Tom, it's almost time for your annual attempt to kill me. But I decided that this year things should be a little different, so... This year we will reverse our roles, and I will be the one to try and kill you.” Harry said.

“You're even dumber and more arrogant than Severus led me to believe, Potter.” The Dark Lord replied, while trying to remain calm, despite what his opponent was saying. “I thought, I already showed you that I can not be killed.” The young lord Slytherin just smirked, before saying:

“Oh, don't be so sure, Tommy.” Voldemort hissed angrily, before sending an avada kedavra curse at him. It was dodged, of course. “Is someone losing his touch?” The green-eyed wizard teased, before ducking out of the way of another killing curse.

“Potter!” Tom Riddle spat. “I don't think I will kill you today after all...” He made a pause. “No, I will capture you, and keep you as my prisoner. I will have you watch me torture and kill all the mudbloods and blood-traitors that you love, and then I will send you piece by piece to that old goat-fucker, while...” He was once again interrupted by positively-green with disgust Harry.

“That is if you can capture me, no-nosed bastard!” A cruciatus curse flew in his direction, but the young Potter sidestepped it, before sending a bone-breaker at Voldemort. The curse, of course, was blocked by the Dark Lord. As were the dark piercing and cutting curses that followed it. Then, deciding that he didn't like being on defensive, Tom canceled his shield and, evading the bludgeoning spell, sent an overpowered bombarda curse to Harry's feet. The young Potter jumped aside, but he wasn't fast enough, and the explosion sent him flying. He landed roughly on the ground and before he could stand up or even regain his senses properly, Voldemort was attacking him again.

“Crucio!” On pure instinct the green-eyed wizard raised his wand, which somehow was still in his hand, and cast the first spell that came to his mind:

“Expeliarmus!” The two red beams collided, before turning into a single golden one, just like a year ago when Harry had his first duel with the resurrected Dark Lord. And just like a year ago a magical effect of Priori Incantatem was triggered. This time, though, both wizards connected by the golden beam knew what they needed to do to 'win', so it from the first moments became a battle of wills, and it seemed that neither of the two was able to overpower the other...

Even though he was completely concentrating on Voldemort, relying on Alyssa and Shasa to keep him safe, should some Death Eater decide that it was a good chance to off him, the young Potter still noticed his serpentine lover appearing from underneath his invisibility cloak just several feel behind Tom. And the basilisk girl had the poisoned dagger in her hands, ready to stab Voldemort to death as soon as his connection with her master will be broken.

Nodding to her, Harry 'waited' for a couple of moments, before suddenly (for Tom) diving to the side as he cut the connection. This surprised the Dark Lord a lot, making him stumble a step forward. Shasa didn't waste her chance and threw the dagger at his unprotected back, lodging it deep into his body. Coughing some blood, Voldemort fell forward, gritting his teeth as the basilisk venom from the blade was slowly killing his enhanced body.

“This is not the end, Potter!” He hissed. “I'm immortal! I will come back and I will kill you and your whore that did this to me!”

“Bastard!” Shasa hissed as she kicked Voldie's ass hard, before hurrying to her master's side.

“Sorry to disappoint you, snake-face, but this time you die for real. Your familiar was the last horcrux you had, and it was disposed off.” Harry paused for a moment there. “Maybe you will have better luck with world domination in your next lifetime... But now you will die and there is nothing that can save you.” Another, shorter, pause. “Also, if you weren't already as good as dead, I would have surely killed you for killing my lady Slytherin a whore.” The young Potter said as he wrapped his hands around Shasa... Voldemort tried to say something, but only nasty gurgling sounds came form his mouth: the venom was doing its work pretty well. Then his body had a spasm and the Dark Lord was no more...

“Congratulations, master.” Alyssa said as landed next to her green-eyed lover and transformed back into her human form. “Now you are finally free from this bastard. He will never try to take you from us ever again.” While it was kind of stupid, Harry wanted Shasa to kill Voldemort with the poisoned dagger: he was taking no chances there as who knew what rituals the Dark tosser had used on his ugly self... But there was nothing that could protect from the basilisk venom.

Still... Now that Harry looked back at the plan which he and his girls had just executed, he saw that there was no real need for him to wait for Shasa to do the kill as he could have just made another dagger... Oh well, he won. It was over! So there was no point in worrying about this anymore...

The foursome – Hedwig had rejoined them too, and was hugging her lord from behind while nuzzling into the crook of his neck – spent next couple of minutes expressing their happiness that they all were alive and well... And when they had calmed down a bit, Voldemort's body was still there, which surprised Harry a bit: he thought that as it was a magical construct tied to the Dark Lord's soul, it would disintegrate soon after man's death. But seeing that it was still there, the young Potter decided that he could use it, and he already knew a perfect way to do that... Conjuring a piece of paper, the green-eyed youth began writing a note.

“Was there anything interesting in the manor, Shasa?” He asked suddenly. The basilisk girl tilted her head a bit and though about it for a second.

“Don't think so.” She replied. After a small pause, though, she decided to add one bit: “In the throne room, there was a man, whom Voldemort called 'Wormtail'. I remember you talking a lot of bad things about him...” Harry nodded. Most likely that was Peter Pettigrew, but he still needed to see that for himself to be sure.

“Will you show me? He might have been the man who had betrayed my parents and had framed my dogfather.” The young wizard replied as he attached the not he had been writing to the Voldemort's body. Shasa nodded in response... Picking up a random stone from the ground, Harry put in on the Dark Lord's corpse and then touched this stone with his wand. “Portus!” He said quietly, before making a couple of steps back. Three second later the body was taken away by the portkey. “Now, let's see who this 'Wormtail' really is...” Nodding, the serpentine girl began walking towards the manor, guiding her master to the Voldemort's throne room where that body was...

~ *** ~

Amelia Bones was not happy. Despite all of her arguments about the need to increase the funding of her department – and Department of Magical Law Enforcement was a very important department – minister Cornelius Fudge cut it further instead. Damned fool. And he once more lowered the number of the auror recruits she was allowed to have. No, 'fool' was not a good word to describe Fudge: it could make him look more clever than he was... So, right now madam Bones was arguing loudly with the said imbecile in the atrium of ministry, trying to at least return the funding of her DMLE to the previous levels. But Fudge denied existence of any threats to the society, aside from Sirius Black and some other Azkaban escapees...

Their argument, which undoubtedly attracted a lot of attention, was interrupted when something was portkey'ed in. A moment later several witches screamed loudly, as it was a dead body with a dagger sticking out of its back that was delivered by the portkey. Amelia herself, as well as those two aurors stationed in the atrium were by the body a moment later. Cornelius Fudge was there several seconds later.

“What is the meaning of this?!” The minister for magic demanded.

“This is what I would like to know too.” Madam Bones replied as she picked the note that was attached to the body. She scanned the note, before reading the message on it out loud: “'I would have been very thankful if you did your job properly. Next time I won't lift a finger to help you just like you didn't lift yours to help me.'” The message was pretty cryptic, though Amelia was almost sure who had sent it.

“That's quiet a dagger.” Fudge said as he tried to pull it out of the body.

“Don't” The head of the DMLE stopped him. “Not only it is an evidence, but it might be cursed as well. Let the professionals handle it.” Minister surely didn't like being told 'no', but still ceased his attempts to get the dagger. Especially since one of the aurors had already gotten it, and sealed into into a bag. “Now, let's see who is this.” Amelia said, before turning the body over with her magic. There was another round of screaming from the bystanders (and even Fudge himself), when everyone saw the face of the killed: pale, ugly, bald and all but noseless. With blood-red eyes puffed out and mouth opened slightly, shriveled from pain. And then there was the wand that the body was holding: a particularly well-known from the last war thirteen inches long yew wand.

“Merlin balls!” One of the aurors, who was there during those dark years, exclaimed. “This is... this is You-Know-Who!” Amelia silently nodded in agreement – the thought that this body could belong to someone other than him was impossible to her... Fudge, though, was of another opinion.

“Lies! This all is lies!” He cried out, attracting even more attention to what was happening there. “You-Know-Who was killed fourteen years ago! This is just a bad joke, and I want the perpetrator in Azkaban for life! This is all Dumbledore's and that brat Potter's machinations! I will...” Before the minister could say anything else in his rant, Amelia lost her patience.

“Shut up and let me do my work!” She barked at him. Coupled with the glare she sent him, it was enough even for the man to understand that he should keep his mouth shut... Madam Bones cast several charms on the body, and they all revealed that it was genuine and unaltered. Interesting...

Her musing was interrupted by the arrival of another portkey. This one too brought a dead body, though it was easily recognizable as Peter Pettigrew, who was supposed to be dead for the last fourteen year, but appeared like he was killed (by having his neck broken) not an hour ago. And Pettigrew's left sleeve was ripped of, displaying the dark mark on his forearm.

Of course, Fudge was once again denying the obvious, like telling everyone that this was a plot of Dumbledore's to overthrow him and become the new dark ruler of the Britain. But it didn't look like many believed him, especially since the evidence of the truth was right in front of them.

~ *** ~

Sneaking back into the castle and to 'their' room was a bit harder for Harry and his girls, but they still managed to do it without being caught. After some private lunch the foursome had in the Room of requirement, they decided that they should spend the rest of the day celebrating their victory. And this meant...

The next morning the young Potter decided to make an appearance in the Great hall during breakfast, mostly because he wanted to see people's reactions to the news about Voldemort's defeat. But he was very disappointed by the 'Daily Prophet' as there was not even a hint to the yesterday's events in the newspaper. It looked like the ministry didn't want to admit that they were wrong about both Voldemort and Pettigrew, even if the best evidence was literally dropped in front of them. Oh well...

On the final day before his OWLs, Harry spent reviewing the OWL subjects, both from his notes and Tom's memories. It seemed that pretty much nothing had changed in fifty years, so the green-eyed wizard was sure that he will be able to get good marks... And on that day too nothing was reported about Voldemort's death on the wizarding media. And, maybe, it was for the better as the Death Eater were lying low, waiting for their dead master's command to act, instead of causing mayhem on their own.

The following two weeks were quite tiring for the young lord Potter-Slytherin. Even if he knew pretty much everything he needed to know for his OWLs, the exams themselves didn't suddenly become less exhaustive. But he still did well on all of them, even potions, and he was already imagining Snape's face when he will be in his NEWT classes.

Finally, just as the school year was about to end, 'professor' Umbridge decided that she had had enough dealing with the kids. So, once again, DADA professor's position was vacant. This time, though, no students minded their teacher's leaving...

~ *** ~

About an hour before the end-of-school-year feast, Dumbledore summoned Harry to his office. And while the young wizard knew exactly what the Hogwarts headmaster wanted (have him sent back to Dursley), he simply couldn't not come.

“Harry, my boy, so good that you decided to come here.” The old warlock greeted him when Harry entered his office. The young lord Potter replied with just a nod. “I know that your relationship with your relatives isn't the best one...” The green-eyed youth couldn't help himself there, and snorted. Isn't the best one... They loathed each other! “...But seeing that the dangerous elements of our world are still at large, I think that, for their safety and your own, you should spend this summer with them. I, of course, will recast the blood wards, and add additional protections.” Harry let out a short barking laugh.

“Sorry to disappoint you, headmaster, but I'm not coming there... And, by the way, Voldemort's dead.” The young Potter said. Dumbledore raised his eyebrow.

“It might be possible that someone managed to destroy his current body, but, I assure you, just like those years ago, Voldemort isn't really dead. Sooner or later he will be back, and we need to keep you safe, until his ties to the mortal plane are destroyed.” The younger wizard shook his head.

“No, this time he is really dead. I've destroyed his horcruxes.” With some satisfaction he noticed how the old headmaster flinched when he named those abominations Voldemort used as his way to the immortality. “All seven, mind you. Even this one, unintentionally created the moment his curse backfired on the Halloween night.” Harry said, while tapping his scar on the forehead. “This time the snake-face isn't coming back.” There he made a long pause, before adding: “By the way, the prophecy was a bullshit: it wasn't me, who killed Voldie, even if I was there to witness the event.” Too bad that he didn't have a camera with him, Harry though: it was so hard to believe that Dumbledore can make such a surprised face... “So, I see no reason why I shouldn't spend my summer in my own, and very secure, mind you, house. Have a nice day.” With those words he turned around and left the office...

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The next day after the feast, the Hogwarts students were finally leaving for home. Same applied to Harry too, of course, so he, along with his ladies, occupied one of the compartments on the Hogwarts express. And he had warded it heavily so that no one will disturb them during their ride back to London... Well, he could have just apparated them all to the Salazar's cottage, but the girls decided that they wanted to ride a train, so...

Of course the girls weren't wasting the time. After a quick conversation they've decided that this train ride the dragonette, having spent the amount of time with him, could be the one to play with Harry now. So, soon Alyssa, now just in her mini-skirt – the rest of her clothes lay discarded on the floor – was riding her master's cock with her pussy, while her two 'sisters', both completely naked, were busy making out while they explored each others' bodies (mostly, breasts and cunts) with their hands.

“More!” The dragonette demanded, as she increased her tempo, while still taking him as deep into herself as before. “I want more!” Harry eagerly complied with the demand and began thrusting harder into his lover's eager snatch, to which she responded with a cry of pleasure... With how well and thoroughly she was being fucked, Alyssa didn't last much longer and soon she came with another loud cry of pleasure, her pussy clenching tight around her master's cock as it tried to milk it of its seed. This brought Harry over the edge, and with a roar he came, filling his lover's pussy with loads of his cum.

As the two were enjoying their post-orgasmic glow, Hedwig and Shasa stopped playing with each other and turned their attention to them. The serpent queen pulled her lord's member out of Alyssa's pussy and, after briefly taking it into her mouth, passed it to her white-haired 'sister', while she herself began licking dragonette's snatch, eating her master's seed from there...

Still, despite the three beauties pleasuring him and each other, Harry's mind briefly wandered away from there: with Voldemort dead and Dumbledore no longer having his hold on him, he was now free to live his life as he wanted. And with his three beautiful ladies... He knew it, he will be loved. He had found his heart's home.
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