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The Rise of the One True Potter	By : jamspectrum1274 Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 52834 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter List
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The Rise of the One True Potter
Chapter 4
(Proposal)
The Next Morning-Great Hall

Harry walked through the doors to the Great Hall with a big, fat smile on his face. Not just for the fact that he had sex with a beautiful goddess and her hunters, no, it was the fact that so far, everything was going his way. To tell the truth, it was the first time that he felt like he had control over his life. He had never felt like that during his childhood, as he always felt the presence of Voldemort trying to kill him, even when he never knew who that monster was. Now, he knew why, and knew it wasn’t going to be the same this time around..

As he entered the Great Hall, everyone spun their heads and saw that Harry was not alone. Behind him, Artemis and Zoe Nightshade walked in with big smiles on their faces as well. Artemis was wearing her green hooded cloak with her hood down and Zoe was wearing her white hooded cloak with her hood down. Underneath the cloaks, both Artemis and Zoe wore matching pink negligees that could was partly see-through if you were standing directly in front of them. However, if everyone knew what these ladies were wearing underneath, a collective gasp would have went throughout the hall, as Artemis was wearing a silver silk bra designed like crescent moons and black string thong, and Zoe was wearing a red lace bra that looked like dragon claws covering her breasts, and a matching red string thong. Both of them had matching tattoos now, a lightning bolt marked just below their navel and above their pussies. Harry was the only one who knew what Artemis and Zoe was wearing underneath at the moment, but everyone could notice the brown leather collar around their necks. They didn’t see what was attached to the collars, though, as a golden ‘HP’ was strung to each of their collars. This was Artemis’ idea, to show everyone that she and the hunters now belonged to Harry Potter.

Several eyes from all four tables turned to see these cloaked females follow Harry and sat down next to him as he took his normal seat next to Hermione with Ron sitting across from them. Hermione looked at the two women who were on the right side of Harry, and as three bowls of porridge appeared in front of the three. Hermione asked “Who are they, Harry?”

“Well, this is Artemis, a matron to the House of Potter,” Harry answered after a long pause. “And this is her direct subordinate Zoe Nightshade. They’re here to oversee the proper transition of power now that I have multiple lordships.”

“Artemis, as in the greek goddess?” Hermione looked at the brunette on the other side of Harry and asked her. “You’re not really her, are you?”

“Yes, Hermione Granger, and I’m pleased to meet you,” Artemis smiled at her. “It’s a really long story about me being the matron to the Potter family, but the short version is that after Harry summoned his rings, that alerted me and I brought Zoe here to verify the claim.”

Hermione stared at Artemis a moment, but then smiled and nodded at her. She then looked at Harry and asked, “This is rather odd, don’t you think?”

“What do you mean?” Harry said after he swallowed a spoonful of porridge.

“Two women, unknown to everybody else, and not members of the school, are sitting next to you,” Hermione said, curiously looking around at everybody else. “You don’t think of this as being odd?”

“Maybe, but after what I’ve been through, this is the most normal thing that’s happened to me lately,” Harry answered, not caring about the eyes looking towards his direction. He, however, did realize what he might have implied. “You know, the Dementors, learning the truth about my parents’ deaths, and finally dealing with the man that was responsible for it.”

Hermione smiled and nodded, then went back to her breakfast and her open book that was next to her bowl of porridge. For the next several minutes, Harry and Hermione ate quietly as murmurs from all over the Great Hall about the two women sitting on Harry’s right side. Artemis didn’t really eat, but gave the go ahead for Zoe to do so. The blonde looked at the bowl in front of her and shook her head at it, obviously not liking porridge all that much. This earned a chuckle from Artemis, but the two women kept their eyes locked on Harry and Hermione, as they both wondered how much longer until Harry would confront Remus about what happened the previous night.

“Harry,” Hermione said, not looking up from her book, but quietly enough for only the two of them to hear. “Are you ever planning on explaining why you have a dragon dick to me?”

Harry nearly spit out the mouthful of porridge he had in his mouth after he heard what Hermione had just said. A very loud coughing fit occurred from Harry right after, causing the whole room to glance towards him at that. Harry looked at Hermione after that, and as soon as he caught his breath, he said, “Hermione, this really isn’t the place to discuss this!”

“I’m not saying that, Harry,” Hermione smiled, pointing covertly towards Harry’s crotch, earning a smile from Artemis and Zoe. “I’m talking about what you said the other night right before we freed Sirius. You know, about having dragon blood in your veins.”

“Oh, well, it’s hard to explain,” Harry said truthfully, as he didn’t know how to best tell her. However, as soon as he said that, he remembered the dream he had yesterday morning when he was being fucked by Luna, and figured that might be the best way to explain this situation. “You see, during this year, I’ve been having some weird dreams. These dreams have me face-to-face with the largest dragon I’ve ever seen. This dragon, who called himself ‘Big Red’, told me that I was his human descendant.”

“A dream? Really?” Hermione tilted her head in disbelief. “So, you’re telling me that dreams are the cause for you having that?” She pointed to Harry’s crotch again.

“Well, not at first,” Harry said, and even though he was lying to his now girlfriend, he knew that telling her the truth would sound even less convincing than the lie he was telling. “As each dream came to me, I was given pieces of the puzzle, so-to-speak. At first, I thought that it was just some strange dream, but after several months had gone by, I discovered that I had this.”

Harry indicated his dick, making sure no one else was paying attention. Hermione smiled and winked at him as she checked as well, and after they knew that the four of them were the only ones listening, Harry continued, “I know that it sounds weird, but in the dream, Big Red explained that the blood inside of me had been asleep for a long time and it was time for it to be awakened.”

Hermione was still somewhat in disbelief at hearing this, but nodded as she did understand that in the Wizarding World, there were some things that she might not believe to be true. “So, is there any other perks to being a dragon descendant? You know, besides that monster of a dick that you now have.”

“Well, I can outlive any normal wizard by three times the lifespan,” Harry said, almost nonchalantly. “And being that I am a dragon descendant, I’m going to have to control my lust, as dragons are notorious breeders. That doesn't mean that I will impregnate anyone automatically when I cum inside them, but there is a higher risk of that happening though. It just means I will be driven by instinct to cum inside anyone I have sex with.”

“Really?” Hermione almost said a little too loudly. She then took a quick glance at her stomach and patted it quickly before looking back at Harry and asking, “So, when you, um you know, did you knock me up?”

“No,” Harry chuckled a bit. “If I had, my dick would have glowed immediately after I did. Luna’s not pregnant either, if you want to know.”

“Good, because if you get anyone pregnant before me, you won’t hear the end of it,” Hermione said, placing a wet kiss on his lips afterwards. “Not that I’m saying that I want a baby right now, I have many things I want to do before I even think of being a mother. Also, I expect a ring on my finger before anything like that occurs.”

Harry smiled as he began making plans in his head to make Hermione his first bride. Of course, Harry would have to explain to her that since he had multiple lordships, he would marry more than one witch. Hermione will be his first though, as Harry knew this to be true in his heart.

“Harry, why are you still smiling?” Hermione said after several moments had passed.

“I’ll tell you later,” Harry said, then after breakfast, left the Great Hall to go and find Remus.

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Remus was inside his classroom preparing for the final exams for the first and second years, when Harry, Artemis, and Zoe walked into the classroom. Remus looked up from the rolls of parchments on his desk and smiled at Harry, though as soon as he saw these two women walking behind Harry, he wondered who these women were.

“Good morning, Professor Lupin,” Harry smiled back at his DADA teacher. “I was wondering if we might have a word with you.”

“Of course, but may I ask who these ladies are,” Remus stood from his desk, still looking a little ragged from a few days ago. Looking at both women as they walked over to the desk in front of him, he had a familiar sense of knowing them somehow, but couldn’t recall them in the slightest.

“I am Artemis, goddess of the wild and the hunt,” Artemis bowed her head towards Remus, and Zoe followed suit after that. “This is Zoe Nightshade, my trusted second. The reason we are here is for you, Remus Lupin.”

“Me?” Remus frowned intently at them, wondering why Harry let the goddess that despises werewolves into Hogwarts. “I know who you are, and I know that you hate what I am, so did you come here to kill me?”

“It’s true that I have no love towards your kind, Lupin,” Artemis said, frowning as much as Remus now was. “And, if Harry hadn’t stayed my hand and defeated me last night, I assure you that you wouldn’t be alive today. However, he has persuaded me to grant you with a gift.”

“What is she talking about, Harry?” Remus looked at Harry, frowning a little deeper.

“Well, I can’t tell you everything, sir,” Harry told him respectively. “I can tell you that during the night I captured Pettigrew, she tried to kill you. I managed to stop her, and she challenged me to a contest last night, and if she would have won, well let’s just say that you wouldn’t be having this conversation with me right now.”

Remus was shocked to say the least, hearing that Harry had somehow challenged a goddess and won against her. However, Remus still doubted this somehow, and looked at Artemis and asked, “You know my story?”

“Yes, you were bitten by Fenrir Greyback at the age of five, after your father tried unconvincingly to prove that he was a werewolf,” Artemis stated matter-of-factly. “Greyback sought revenge against your father for being the only wizard at the time to see through his ruse, and his plan was to murder you in your own bed. However, your father stopped him, but not before he inflicted you with your curse.”

“To which I assure you, I would search the world to find Greyback and stop him from doing any more harm to others, like he did me,” Remus stated firmly, but became bewildered when Artemis laughed shortly after.

“There’s no more need to worry about that creature any longer,” Artemis said as she laughed. “That beast has been permanently taken care of, by my hand no less. Although, I felt I should have been more crueler to it as it had no regard to the pain he caused others. Especially young girls.” Artemis said with a scowl.

“Are you saying that Greyback is dead?” Harry looked at Artemis and asked. “Was it because I mentioned him the other night?”

“Not quite, although you were the catalyst to his death, reminding me that a monster like Greyback has no right to the life it was given,” Artemis answered with a smile.

Remus nodded his thanks to the woman, but still asked, “Why spare my life then? Even if Harry defeated you, your mythically legend concerning your hatred for all werewolves is widely known, and I would not believe that Harry defeated you unless you wanted to lose to him in the first place. Now, before you answer, allow me to remind you that as a werewolf, I can smell the sex coming off the three of you, so I know that you allowed Harry to fuck you, and that means your virginity is gone.”

Artemis was somewhat taken aback at hearing this, and so was Harry, but this was mainly because that Harry never bothered to study werewolves much past the lesson Snape gave the third years, which made Harry wonder if Remus knew about him and Hermione from the other night. This made Zoe, who had been silently listening all the while, finally said “Impressive, werewolf.”

“You are quite knowledgeable, Remus Lupin,” Artemis said as Harry stared at her, wondering if what Remus said was true. “However, I know things that you are not privy to, so I care not to share them with you. I am only here because Harry wished that his prize be given to you. Now before I continue, I wish to make sure that you understand certain aspects of your life.”

“What may that be?” Remus asked her, almost guarding himself for a mental blow.

“I cannot cure you of your affliction, as The Fates have decreed that you must remain as you are,” Artemis said to him, being aware that this fact alone might level Remus to despair. “If this wasn’t the case, I assure you that I would offer you a choice to be cured of your lycanthropy, or to become a full Lycan, the guardians of the forests. However, all I can offer you is this.”

At that moment, she lifted her right arm as a silver looking talisman with shape of the moon with the face of a wolf etched upon it appeared in her hand. It was attached to a long thin silver-like string that was just barely noticeable to the naked eye. Remus looked at the image of the wolf on the talisman with a feeling of knowing what the image was. “Is that Lupa?”

“Yes, the Roman goddess of wolves,” Artemis nodded. “I’ve had dealings with her before, and while she and I do not agree with one another, I have great respect for her and wouldn’t want her as an enemy.”

“I’m quite aware of her legend and reputation,” Remus said, keeping his eyes locked on the talisman. “The patron goddess of Remus and Romulus, who saved them and later raised them as her own. She is known to be someone who despises weakness, whether it’s from mortals or gods, but respects true strength within a person. However, like you, she has no love for my kind.”

“That much is true, and I can imagine that she won’t be happy that I’m giving you her talisman,” Artemis took a step forward. “However, even though you are a werewolf, there is strength and honor inside of you, so she will not mind that I’m giving this to you. Now, as you are a werewolf, you should know that it won’t work while you are still human. However, if you are wearing this during the nights of a full moon, then you will fully change into a wolf with your full mental capabilities intact. I trust you understand as a wolf this means you will still be driven to hunt?”

“So I take it that it’s not a good time to become a vegetarian?” Remus asked, which made Harry chuckle a bit as Remus accepted the talisman. Artemis raised an eyebrow in amusement. After Remus placed it on the desk, he turned back to Artemis and respectfully bowed to her. “My apologies, and I thank you for this gift.”

“Your welcome, but I might have thought that you had a problem with hunting,” Artemis replied with a wider smile. After nodding to Remus, she turned to Harry and said, “I’ll be waiting outside.”

After that, both Artemis and Zoe left the room leaving Harry and Remus alone for a few moments. “It seems like you’ve changed much since that night in the Shrieking Shack Harry,” Remus smiled and winked at the boy. “So, you actually shagged a goddess?”

“Well, I didn’t really plan on doing it,” Harry answered with a shrug. “Though I can’t say that I didn’t enjoy it. I guess that means you know about Hermione as well, don’t you?”

“Yes,” Remus answered, chuckling with a smile. “If your father hadn’t settled down with Lily, I believe he and Sirius would still be hooking up with any female that walked nearby them. Like father, like son, I suppose.”

Harry smiled at hearing Remus talk about his parents, as with the exception of Sirius, all his knowledge about his parents came from Remus during his third year here. “I guess Mum had a calming influence on Dad,” Harry chuckled silently. “You’re not going to tell Sirius, are you?”

“Are you mad? As soon as he finds out, I’ll never hear the end of it, and I’ll wish that he was still locked up in Azkaban,” Remus actually laughed, nearly shaking from it. After a moment or two, Remus calmed down and asked Harry “So, what’s next for you? You already claimed lordship over many powerful Houses, captured Wormtail, saved Sirius from an awful fate, and shagged with several females in a span of two days.”

“I promise that I’ll explain everything over the summer, but there is one other thing that I think you should know,” Harry said to Remus, and then began explaining his mother’s current fate. After Harry explained what he learned from Dumbledore, including where Lily currently was, Remus answered after a moment saying that he understood Dumbledore’s position regarding Harry’s mother, and promised not to reveal this information to anybody else, including Severus. Harry said his goodbye, but added that he would tell Hermione and Sirius about Lily when the time was right.

After leaving the classroom, Harry went to the only place he knew he could train his body to keep up with his new powers, The Room of Requirement. Harry knew that his thirteen-year-old body could not withstand all of his powers and abilities he gained over the years during the Daemon War, even though so far he had felt very little strain or wear on his body yet. As Harry walked up the stairs to the seventh floor, Artemis followed with Zoe in tow, asking, “Are we headed for the Room of Requirement, Master?”

Harry looked back at Artemis and stopped in his tracks as he heard Artemis refer to him as ‘Master’. It was the first time Artemis had called him that, and while Harry didn’t mind that she called him that, she was still a goddess, and therefore being called ‘Master’ by her surprised Harry greatly. After a moment of composing himself though, he answered, “Yes, I figured some training might do me some good until lunch.”

“Oh, I thought you might want some privacy for other reasons,” Artemis smiled and winked at him. Harry almost chuckled at Artemis as he arrived at the seventh floor and made his way to the Room of Requirement. As soon as Harry arrived in front of the tapestry of Barnabas the Barmy, he focused in his mind what type of room he wanted and began walking around in circles, making sure he passed the tapestry three times as he did. After he did, a door appeared and Harry opened it, revealing a gym room, complete with weight lifting equipment and a running track. Nodding his satisfaction, Harry waited for Artemis and Zoe to enter before closing the door behind them. However, as he did, he was grabbed by Zoe instantly as she kissed him deeply while Artemis got down on her knees and pulled down his pants. Harry moaned into Zoe’s mouth as he felt Artemis grab his twelve inch dragon cock and slide it into her mouth with almost expert skill. Harry grabbed Artemis’ head with one hand and used his other to rub Zoe’s pussy as Harry broke the kiss and began sucking on the blonde-haired woman’s neck. After a moment, Harry had a weird thought, and while Artemis was sucking his twelve inch red, scaly dick, he began concentrating on his wolf form. However, he wasn’t planning on fully transforming into it, as he had a much better idea as to how to use it. Focusing completely on his cock, Harry growled as he transformed it into a wolf’s cock, complete with a knot and completely slimy shaft that Artemis now had halfway down her throat. Before she had a chance to react, Harry thrusted his entire length down her throat as he turned his hand into a wolf’s claw and used it to fuck Zoe’s pussy. Artemis moaned lustfully as she felt the tip of Harry’s dick touch the bottom part of her throat. Zoe moaned louder as she felt Harry’s claw fuck the insides of her pussy and rub her clit. Harry was beginning to feel his buildup soon after that, and as Artemis shoved his entire length down her throat one last time, Harry growled loudly and shot his massive load down into her stomach.

After Artemis hungrily took all of Harry’s cum, Harry released her and Zoe as he leaned up against the wall to catch his breath. “Blimey, after that, I don’t think that I’ll be able to workout much.”

“Oh, I’m sure that you’ll manage, Master,” Zoe said after calming down from her own orgasm. Artemis almost chuckled as she stood up, nearly spitting out the sperm that was still in her mouth. “Right now, I think Lady Artemis and I are interested in your training regimen. We would like to offer insight on how you might use this training on to how defeat your future enemies.”

“Future enemies?” Harry asked her after regaining his composure. “Other than Voldemort and the Daemons?”

“Of course, did you think that there wouldn’t be others?” Artemis said after a very loud gulp. “You changed history by creating ripples in time, and that in itself would make other universes take notice. You’re going to make others notice how powerful you are, and they will come to challenge you.”

Harry stood there in thought, silently looking at both Artemis and Zoe. Not having any other response, he nodded his understanding, even though he wanted to know who these enemies might be, as he had a sense that they knew who some of them might be. However, Harry decided to leave it be and took off his shirt and began working out.

For the better part of the rest of the morning, Harry did a lot of physical exercises mixed in with some magical combat, as when he went around the track, the room summoned dueling dummies and Harry tried out the Elder wand for the first time, hitting them all with charms and curses that he would have never tried before now, at least not the first time around. As Harry went around the track, he was pleasantly surprised with how easy the Elder Wand was for him to use, as he really never used it before, not even when the Daemons threatened the world. Of course, Harry was the direct descendent of Ignotus Peverell, so the wand did respond to him much like his Holly wand did.

As his physical and magical training progressed, both Artemis and Zoe quietly watched, muttering to each other about what Harry was doing. Harry paid very little attention, although as he rounded around the track nearest to where they stood, he noticed that they didn’t seem all that impressed by what Harry was doing. Once he was finished, he walked around the track to cool off, as his thirteen year old body had reached his physical limit, and after he had finished doing a round, he arrived in front of Artemis and Zoe breathing heavily as the sweat glistened his body.

“That was impressive, for a normal thirteen year old,” Zoe said with her arms crossed. “However, you are not thirteen years old, even though you are back into your thirteen year old body. Simple physical and magical training will not be enough to prepare you for what’s to come. You need to utilize the training you received from the druid elves more.”

“Not only that, but there is training that I and the hunters can provide you if you are interested,” Artemis said with a more relaxed posture. “Archery is our prime skill, as you are aware, but there are many techniques that we can provide that might prove beneficial to you.”

“Well, in my defense, I never did much training like this when I was thirteen,” Harry said, still trying to catch his breath. “Much of my training around this time focused around Quidditch, and not much else. As for utilizing the training from the druid elves, I didn’t want to chance it yet as I didn’t know how much my body can take. I will try to put in more to it the next time around, and if you have anything to offer in regards to helping me, I’m all ears.”

“Well, as I said, Archery can help, as it can help you with aiming at long distance targets,” Artemis answered. “We can also teach you ways to attack multiple targets at close range, and also how to hunt when you are in a place where you can’t change into your Animagus forms.”

Harry nodded appreciatively, and smiled as he had the room summon a shower complete with dry towels, soaps and shampoos next to the far wall to their right side. Harry then stripped off the remainder of his clothes and got in with Artemis and Zoe cheerfully following him in. As Harry turned on the water, both women stripped off their clothing and as the water poured down upon Harry’s scarred, tattooed body, they began to rub their bodies against his, arousing Harry even more. However, all they did was wash Harry using their bodies, applying soap and shampoo to Harry when needed. After the shower, all three of them dried themselves off and got dressed, leaving the Room of Requirement and heading back to the Great Hall for lunch.

However, after leaving the Room of Requirement, and making it down the hallway, Harry noticed that Pansy Parkinson, Daphne Greengrass, and Tracey Davis were standing in front of the stairs leading back down to the Great Hall. Daphne stood in front of the other two with her arms crossed looking at Harry, Artemis and Zoe with a smile on her face. This caused Harry to worry as he had never seen Daphne smile before. Harry walked up to her though, and made the traditional bow to her, as he remembered that Daphne was declared a “Lady Greengrass” earlier during the winter holiday break. Daphne smiled wider and returned the bow, with Tracey and Pansy following in turn..

“Good afternoon my Lord Potter, I didn’t expect you to proper wizarding etiquette,” Daphne said after raising herself back up. “After all, you had no knowledge of your wizarding heritage prior to your declaration of all your lordships. However, I did hear that you officially declared yourself as ‘Lord Slytherin’, is that right?”

“How did you know?” Harry had to ask.

“Oh, come on Potter. Snape told us the moment he found out,” Pansy laughed loudly. “How do you think Draco found out?”

Harry was momentarily stunned. He didn’t think Snape would announce to his whole House that Harry was now Lord Slytherin and therefore the patron for their House. To tell the truth, Harry was now the patron for every House in Hogwarts now, and as he realized this, he also realized that he would be mauled by females as soon as they all found this out. However, this caused Harry to ask Pansy something else entirely. “How did Draco react when he found out?”

“After Snape left, Draco cursed and yelled in front of the entire House,” Tracey giggled. “He went on and on saying ‘Potter this’ and ‘Potter that’ that he annoyed half the students in Slytherin.”

“So, essentially a crybaby, right? Can’t say I’m surprised with all of his ‘When my father hears about this’ crap he keeps going on about,” Harry asked with a raised eyebrow. Both Tracey and Pansy chuckled at hearing this, but Daphne simply smiled to show her amusal. “So, what do you three want?”

“Well, Lord Potter, if we may be so bold, we would like to ask you about who you might consider to marry under your Slytherin title,” Daphne stated, still smiling but her face showed Harry how serious she actually was. “As the three most important ladies in Slytherin House, we are very interested in knowing who you might choose to become ‘Lady Slytherin’, and I personally would like to warn you of not choosing anyone who is or was in Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, or Hufflepuff. Doing that, while it is solely your choice, we would consider as the worst insult imaginable.”

“I wasn’t planning on deciding that anytime soon, Lady Greengrass,” Harry answered her, noticing that all three Slytherin girls were now slowly backing him into a wall. Artemis and Zoe chuckled silently as they knew what these girls had planned for Harry. Harry at that time had figured out as well, but continued to speak calmly. “However, if and when I make that decision, I will be sure to select wives that represent each House accordingly. I promise you that ‘Lady Slytherin’ will be from your House.”

“Perhaps you might consider one of us, then,” Pansy said as Daphne and Tracey had cornered Harry with Artemis and Zoe quietly watching this display of arousal. “For one of us to become ‘Lady Slytherin’ would be quite an honor, and would place one of us in Slytherin as the proper head of that House.”

Harry wanted to respond, but at that moment, Daphne grabbed his face and kissed him fiercely. Harry’s eyes went wide as Daphne’s tongue eagerly slid into his mouth and Tracey, who was rubbing her body against Harry’s side, grabbed his hand and placed it upon her left B-cup breast. Harry looked to where his hand was now touching as he felt the perky round boob through her white cotton shirt. Harry looked over at Pansy after that, and noticed that she was looking on with a lustful look on her face. She was also grabbing her skirt and sliding her hand underneath it, panting softly as she did. Daphne broke her kiss at that moment, and with a sultry smile, she utter into Harry’s ear, “It should be me, Lord Slytherin. I’m sure you know that Pansy is engaged to Draco by marriage contract, so she’s not viable as if she would to break it without cause, she would find herself and her family deep in debt and lose any position her family has in our community. Tracey does nothing but follow my lead, and she has no real family status, and the other Slytherin girls are truly not worthy of such an honor. Only I, Daphne Greengrass should take on the mantle of ‘Lady Slytherin ‘ as your wife, and of course bear strong children worthy of the Slytherin name.”

To show her conviction, Daphne placed her hand on Harry’s crotch and nearly gasped at feeling the massive manhood underneath his pants. Tracey, seeing her friend do this, followed suit as she went wide-eyed as she felt Harry’s erection becoming harder, begging to be released. Harry looked back at the Room of Requirement and saw that the door was left open. Glancing over to Artemis and Zoe, he indicated that the door was still open Grabbing Daphne’s and Tracey’s hands, Harry let Artemis and Zoe lead the way back to the Room of Requirement as Harry walked hand-in-hand with Daphne and Tracey with Pansy curiously following. Stopping for a moment, Artemis closed her eyes and thought of the room, and as they all entered, Harry saw that the room had become some sort of roman bath house. Much smaller than the the room Harry had worked out in, the room now was much brighter, as if there was sunlight coming from the walls themselves. The room had a small heated pool with small white couches and pillows aligned all along each side of it. What struck Harry with amazement was the fact that when the Slytherin girls entered the room, not one of them was surprised by what they saw.

Pushing Harry down against the white pillows lined up in front of them, Daphne got on top of him and began passionately kissing him once again, making room for Tracey to slowly unzip his pants. Nearly drowning in his own animalistic lust, Harry’s eyes began to pulse as his eyes changed from their normal green to an almost to a darker shade of blue, with no pupil or sclera remaining. This gave Harry a new way to see the girls: a way he learned during his many years with the druid elves. It was a type of x-ray vision that allowed Harry to see underneath other people’s clothes, right to the point of their underwear, and sometimes even past that. Harry looked at Pansy first, as she had her eyes locked on Tracey slowly removing Harry’s dragon cock from his pants. Harry saw that for all her bluster and fire, she was still very childlike underneath. She wore very basic pink underwear with little green snakes that looked more like a smaller child would wear. Harry almost chuckled, but his focus turned to Daphne and Tracey, as they wore very sexy underwear. Tracey had thin lace black bra and g-string that looked like they were tied up in in some sort of lightning bolt pattern. Daphne had the same type of outfit underneath her clothes, except for the fact that she wore green, the main color for Slytherins.

“Oh Morgana! Daph, you have to see this!” Tracey said loudly as she had Harry’s cock finally removed from his slacks. Daphne turned to look just as Tracey turned enough to let Pansy see the twelve inch, dragon scaled dick that was attached to the thirteen-year-old boy in front of them. Pansy stared at the large red cock in front of her without moving for several long moments, and then all of a sudden, she collapsed onto the floor, completely passing out from shock. After she did, Daphne giggled as she saw Pansy’s panties peek out from underneath her skirt.

“I’m sorry, Daph, but I just gotta try this,” Tracey said, not noticing that Pansy had passed out. At that moment, Tracey opened her mouth as wide as she could and tried to engulf Harry’s large cock. Daphne half-pouted, or Harry thought he heard her pout as Tracey tried to take half his dragon into her throat. Harry was forced to groan as the smaller blonde sucked his dick, paying closer attention to Daphne staring at Tracey doing so with lust in her eyes. At that point, Harry released his special vision and decided to enjoy what Tracey was doing to him.

“Don’t hog him, Tracey. You promised that I would be able to taste his dragon,” Daphne got next to Tracey and grabbed the bottom half of Harry’s red, scaly dick. However, Tracey was too occupied with what was in her mouth to notice what her best friend was saying. Harry groaned loudly enjoying what Daphne was doing and looked over at Artemis and Zoe, who were taking care of Pansy regain her footing, as she had woken up. Unfortunately, not one of them realized that they left the door open.

“I hope that I’m not interrupting,” The voice of Albus Dumbledore said just outside of the Room of Requirement. At once, the girls all turned towards the door to see the aged headmaster looking upon the scene inside. Dumbledore entered with stunned faces all around looking upon his bearded face as he chuckled softly. Both Daphne and Tracey quickly got off of Harry and stood in front of Harry, as Dumbledore could clearly see the red, scaly dick that belonged to Harry. Harry of course realized this as Dumbledore walked further into the room and quickly tried to place his erection back into his pants. However, this did cause the headmaster to frown intently as he stopped in front of the blonde haired Slytherin girls and said, “I think it would be wise for you ladies in Slytherin to leave and join the rest of your House for lunch. Also, I would advise you all to not mention any knowledge of this place to others, no matter how you learned about it.”

Both Daphne and Tracey nodded quietly, their faces red with embarrassment, and quickly moved past Dumbledore to grab Pansy who was still out of it and left soon after that. Harry’s face was also red with embarrassment, still trying to put his hard dick back into his pants. Dumbledore shook his head, but he didn’t show any sign of disappointment to Harry. He simply turned to the two women who were standing next to the doors and bowed towards the one he recognized.

“I did not expect you to appear inside Hogwarts, Lady Artemis,” Dumbledore said after raising from the bow. “However, I do bid you and this young lady welcome to this school. Might I inquire as to the reason for your presence at this time.”

“Thank you for welcoming us, Albus Dumbledore,” Artemis bowed and said. “This is Zoe Nightshade, my most trusted hunter and second. The reason I am here was to deal with Remus Lupin. Of course, Harry here convinced me of not doing anything rash, so-to-speak. So, I have decided to leave him alone, for now.”

Dumbledore looked over at the crack between the doors to make sure no one else was listening in on this part of the conversation before turning to look at Artemis and sighed. “I am aware of your hatred of werewolves, Lady Artemis, but I would like to sway your mind about some of them. Like Remus, many of them have lived respectively, keeping their condition hidden from the outside world.”

“Those you have mentioned have kept control over themselves from harming others,” Artemis simply retorted with a pleasant voice. “Remus Lupin, however, had maintained no such control. However, as I have said, I will not act against him at this moment. The Fates will see if he will become a menace that will force my hand to act, and I will not be so kind if that moment should happen.”

“Wait!” Harry stood as he finally had gotten his dick into his pants. “I thought we had decided this last night. That was why you gave him the medallion, wasn’t it?”

“Only for the moment, Harry,” Artemis replied with a sweet smile. “Just because you had bested me last night doesn’t stop my belief that werewolves are a plague that needs to be purged from all creation. You simply stayed my hand against Remus Lupin for the time being, and while I now serve you because you defeated me, his life needs to be monitored closely to see if he becomes a threat to others. If that does become the case, then I will not be so kind to him.”

Harry was a bit taken aback, as he had thought that Artemis would have accepted Harry’s decision on the matter, especially after rewarding Remus with Lupa’s talisman just hours before. However, Dumbledore was very interested in what Harry and Artemis just mentioned. “That is something I would like to talk with you three about.” Dumbledore said with a slight frown. “I would be most pleased if the three of you would join me for lunch. I have a small room next to the Great Hall that I commonly dine in when I wish to have private conversations with my staff or others that need my immediate attention.”

“I would be honored to accept your invitation, Albus Dumbledore,” Artemis bowed. “If you be so kind as to lead the way.”

Dumbledore smiled as he lead the way, with Artemis and Zoe following close behind. Harry was a couple of steps behind, closing the door to the Room of Requirement and making sure that the room itself disappeared into the castle before joining Dumbledore and the ladies on the stairs. “Excuse me, Professor, but how did you know we were going to be in the Room of Requirement?” Harry asked.

“I didn’t Harry,” Dumbledore chuckled a bit. “ I came up to check out the Room of Requirement. Since you mentioned it to me yesterday, I was very curious about the place and wondered if I could enter it. Alas, when I showed up, I found someone already using it.”

“You weren’t trying to retrieve the diadem, were you Professor?” Harry asked as they stopped and waited for the stairs to line up towards the Great Hall.

“Of course not, Harry. That is for you to retrieve as you know the exact place it is within the Room of Requirement,” Dumbledore said as the stairs lined up and they continued heading down to the Great Hall. “If I may ask, Lady Artemis, how much are you and the gods aware of our fight against Voldemort?”

“I’m sure that you are aware, but we are the guardians of multiple realities and dimensions,” Artemis responded. “Typically, we do not interfere or intervene with them, but we have witnessed Voldemort’s rise and fall countless times, and each time, Harry has been either directly or indirectly involved in his death. If you are asking me this, we are not planning to interfere directly with your war against Voldemort.”

“But you already have, forcing Harry here to live a life he has already lived again,” Dumbledore commented as they turned and walked down another flight of stairs. “You may have sent him back to this time to ward off these Daemons, but you have not truly specified the exact moment when they return, only that they appear sometime after Voldemort’s return next year. It would have made sense that if you felt this to truly happen, that you and your sisters would have sent Harry closer to Voldemort’s return.”

“Doorways in time are tricky to navigate for mortals like Harry and yourself,” Artemis said as they reached the last flight of stairs. “We can open the door for you, but your minds cannot center through the dimensional pathways to an exact point in time. However, strong memories can help pull an individual to the moment that they feel the strongest about, like Harry’s first meeting his godfather.”

“If that was truly the case, then I understand much of why you and your sisters sent Harry to this point in time.” Dumbledore said with a somber tone. At that point, they reached the Great Hall, and as Dumbledore opened the large double doors, faces inside the large room all turned to see who was entering.

Harry was grateful that many students were not present in the hall, most noticeably Draco and Ron. As Dumbledore led them across the Great Hall, Harry saw Neville, Dean, and Seamus stare at Artemis and Zoe in a somewhat leering fashion, well mostly Seamus and Dean, as Neville had his nose in an Herbology book and only glanced up for a moment. Harry had to shake his head, as he knew that the three Gryffindors had already seen the women early that very morning. However, they were not the only boys who were staring at the goddess and her subordinate. Nearly every boy in each House was strangely looking at Artemis and Zoe, many of them who saw them during breakfast earlier. This caused Artemis to chuckle a bit, as Zoe glared at each boy with slight disgust as they reached the teacher’s dining table.

Dumbledore walked around the table and headed for a room connected on the right side of the hall. McGonagall, who had been talking to Madam Pomfrey, noticed this and excused herself for a moment. As Dumbledore held the door for Artemis and Zoe, McGonagall stopped Harry for a moment. “Excuse me, Professor Dumbledore, but can I have a quick word with Harry, please,” She looked at the headmaster and smiled.

“Of course, Minerva,” Dumbledore returned the smile to her before nodding to Harry. “I’ll see you inside, Harry.”

After Dumbledore entered the room, Harry looked up at McGonagall and smiled. However, before he could ask what she wanted, McGonagall bent close to Harry’s ear and whispered, “Don’t forget to see Poppy later today. I really need to taste that cock of yours again.”

McGonagall winked and smiled at Harry before turning back and going back to her seat. Harry couldn’t help but to stare at the two witches as both turned to look at him with sparkles in their eyes. Harry then nodded with a sly smile of his own before entering Dumbledore’s private dining room.

Harry looked at the room and smiled as he was reminded much of what Slughorn’s room during his sixth year. It was not regal looking, of course, as Harry knew that Dumbledore didn’t care about fancy items inside anywhere. That didn’t mean to say that he never had them, the headmaster just prided himself to be an ordinary man. With that being said, Harry still had to contain a bit of a gasp as the room itself was large enough to seat the entire teaching staff with room to spare. The room had two floors, with the upper one containing a small library for reading after dining. The lower section was very roomy, with a very long dining table with several chairs lined up on either side. Dumbledore sat at the far end with the sun beaming through a stained glass window behind him. Artemis and Zoe were sitting on Dumbledore’s left side smiling at Harry as he walked over and sat on Dumbledore’s right.

As Harry sat, plates of sandwiches appeared before all of them and goblets pumpkin juice and water appeared next to the plates. Harry had to admit that he was quite hungry, and eagerly dug in. As he ate, Dumbledore and Artemis engaged in pleasant conversation while Zoe focused on Harry eating while smiling with her right foot moving slowly over to Harry’s crotch. After swallowing his second sandwich, Harry felt Zoe’s foot gently against the fabric separating and his dragon dick began to harden again. This caused Harry to cough as he felt Zoe’s foot rub up and down in a circular motion. Fortunately, this did not distract Dumbledore and Artemis from talking, as Dumbledore was inquiring much about the hierarchy of the gods.

“Well, Zeus is the one we all answer to, but he has not been involved nor seen in quite some time,” Artemis explained to Dumbledore. “It is strange, as Hera herself does not know where he is. For the time being, she is directly in charge over all of us.”

“And what does Hera have to say about these daemons being able to travel through time?” Dumbledore sipped some water. “I find it odd that these primitive, yet powerful beasts could somehow travel through time. Especially pinpointing the exact moment when Voldemort is supposed to return.”

“I suspect that you have already figured this out, Albus Dumbledore,” Artemis frowned a bit. “However, I cannot confirm or deny this. I am sworn not to reveal how this is going to happen. We: as in Athena, Aphrodite, and myself were instructed to guide Harry through this time and prepare him to fight these daemons again.”

Dumbledore sighed and stroked his long white beard while shaking his head. At that moment, Harry groaned loud enough to pull Dumbledore’s and Artemis’ attention from each other. “Harry, are you alright?” Dumbledore asked.

“Zoe, what are you doing?” Artemis said as she noticed what Zoe was doing as she was right next to her. “Take your foot off of Harry’s dick right now! We are here for a reason.”

“Yes, ma’am,” Zoe said with a pout, but did as she was told. Harry groaned again as he felt Zoe’s foot being lifted from his crotch, and once again, Harry had not reached orgasm. Harry frowned as his erection calmed down, but was glad that his current suffering had ended. However, through the roof of the room, Hedwig, Harry’s snowy owl, flew down from an open window above and landed right in front of Harry. When Harry saw his familiar land in front of him, tears of happiness rolled down Harry’s cheek. In her beak, Hedwig carried several envelopes and the afternoon edition of The Daily Prophet. Artemis noticed the owl and curiously [1] [2] looked at Hedwig.

“Strange,” Artemis said as Harry grabbed his mail from Hedwig. “She looks very much like Athena’s familiar. I wonder if this owl is a relative of some kind.”

“Perhaps, given the state and rarity of snowy [3] [4] owls, but I often heard that your sister could transform herself into an owl,” Dumbledore said as Harry put his mail aside and began reading the Daily Prophet. As he did, Hedwig began nibbling off of Harry”s plate. Harry smiled as he regretted not having any owl treats in his pocket.

“While she has that ability, Athena has her own familiar, Koukouvagia,” Artemis responded. “Like many gods and goddesses, we all have the ability to change forms at will. I believe you refer to this as being a Multimagus.”

Harry listened to their conversation while reading the wizarding newspaper. Upon reading the front page, he frowned a bit as he saw the main headline:
LORD HARRY JAMES POTTER,
HEIR TO MULTIPLE HOUSES!
By Rita Skeeter

In a stunning and shocking manner, eleven-year-old[5] [6] [7] Harry James Potter officially claimed lordship over his family’s house, as well as many long since thought to be dormant or extinct within the Wizarding World. As many readers already know, the House of Potter is one of the Most Ancient and Noble Houses within the Wizengamot, and has been dormant since Lord Charlus [8] [9] Potter and Lady Dorea Potter nee Black died over a decade ago. With young Mr. Potter taking this mantle, he has now become one of the most powerful lords within Magical Britain.

However, Lord [10] [11] Potter has also claimed official lordship over the Houses of Black, Peverell, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Slytherin, Le Fey, Emrys, and Pendragon. The House of Black is the one of the only three Houses that are the Most Ancient and Noble, next to the House of Potter, and the House of Longbottom. It is important to note that Sirius Black, who notoriously escaped Azkaban during the summer last year, is still the primary Heir to that House. The House of Black had been handled be Narcissa Malfoy nee Black, the most senior or the legal Blacks until Lord Potter’s claims[12] [13] . For more on this, and Sirius Black’s status, please turn to page 3.

The House of Peverell has not had an official Heir declared within the Wizarding World since the time of the three famous Peverell brothers, The surprise was only surpassed by the Hogwarts’ Four, as each lordship claim had not been officially claimed for quite some time. The biggest, and most major claim by Lord Potter was the lordship claim over the Houses of Le Fey, Emrys, and Pendragon, which to this reporter’s knowledge, has never had an official House declared within Magical Britain. With these stunning news, combined with his own family’s House, and the House of Black, Lord Potter has become the most powerful Lord in the Wizarding World…

Harry frowned as he glanced up from the newspaper and looked around the room. Harry took a moment to wonder how Rita knew about Harry’s lordships, but after a moment, he remembered Rita was an illegal Animagus who’s form was a water beetle. He quickly checked his clothes before sighing a breath of relief, as Rita couldn’t be in two places at once. At least, he hoped she couldn’t be.

Harry flipped to the third page of the Prophet and began reading as he smiled after he looked at the moving picture of Madam Bones and reading the headline[14] :

SIRIUS BLACK EXONERATED!
PETER PETTIGREW EXPOSED AS THE REAL KILLER!

In a stunning turn of events, the once thought dead Peter Pettigrew has been officially charged for the murders of James and Lily Potter, as well as the mass murder of Muggles during his disappearance twelve years ago. It was revealed to this reporter that Pettigrew, who was originally believed to have been killed by Sirius Black, had framed his former friend for said crimes and disappeared from existence. However, according to Madam Amelia Bones, the head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, Harry Potter had discovered the location of Pettigrew and captured him. The events leading up to this are still unknown at this time, but what is known is that Pettigrew, in front of Madam Bones, Headmaster Albus Dumbledore, and Minister Cornelius Fudge, confessed to the crimes that were believed to be committed by Black. Shortly after Pettigrew’s arrest, Madam Bones immediately dropped all charges against Black[15] [16] , and apologized for all the years he had been imprisoned in Azkaban.

Also[17] [18] , it has been revealed that Lord Lucius Malfoy is currently under investigation of line-theft. Details are still forthcoming, but as of this printing, Lord Malfoy is believed to be behind a conspiracy that had Black falsely imprisoned in Azkaban without a trial. Minister Fudge publicly called for this investigation, citing Lord Malfoy’s control over much of the House of Black‘s voting power within the Wizengamot. Previously until today, the entire voting power of the Black family had belonged to Narcissa Malfoy nee Black, but this reporter had learned that Harry Potter [19] [20] [21] had effectively claimed official lordship of not only his house, but the Black family as well. For more information about Lord Harry Potter, please refer back to the front page

This reporter tried to question Lord Malfoy about this new development, but unfortunately he was not available to be interviewed.[22]

Harry put down the newspaper and frowned. Dumbledore, Artemis, and Zoe all noticed this and looked at Harry concerned. “Harry, is there something wrong?” Dumbledore asked.

“I think Lucius Malfoy is running,” Harry answered, handing the Daily Prophet over to Dumbledore. Then, while Dumbledore read the article, Harry started to explain his thoughts on the Malfoy patriarch. “Lucius is a coward who covets power of any kind, but when the tables are turned against him, he runs for the nearest exit. I believe that he’ll soon disappear to the point where Narcissa and Draco will have no idea where to find him.”

“He may already be gone,” Dumbledore said as he placed the newspaper down. “I suspect that he left the Ministry[23] [24] shortly after Bones publicly announced his involvement into Sirius’ imprisonment. I have no doubt that he’ll hide in one of his family’s homes before trying to find a safe place to hide.”

“Hmmm, do you think he’ll try to find out where Voldemort is hiding?” Harry asked, keeping his eyes locked on the headmaster.

“Not right away. Voldemort does not suffer fools who have no assets that he can use, and Lucius will not want to risk trying unless he had something to bring him,” Dumbledore sighed with the same frown that Harry had on his face. “It may be some time before we know of Lucius’ fate. For now, I suggest that you stay the course and work closely with Amelia to take control over House Black assets and seize control of Malfoy’s. Keep Fudge apprised only enough to show trust in him and his office for now. Even without Lucius backing him, Fudge still has many lords in his pocket that still want him as Minister.”

Harry nodded thoughtfully, “There’s something else we have to consider with Pettigrew’s capture and history has changed Voldemort will still need someone to help him get back into Britain. If I was a betting man I would wager that Lucius would take Pettigrew’s place. But I think that you’re right that Lucius won’t go to Voldemort without something to offer.”

Dumbledore frowned in worry, “Very true Harry, but I think we’ll have to wait and see how that situation develops.”

Harry nodded, and began going through his mail. The first letter came from Gringotts, from the king of the goblins himself, Ragnarok. The letter told him that Gringotts accepted all of his lordships and requested a meeting as soon as Harry was available to go through and take stock of all of Harry’s assets. The next letter was from the Daily Prophet’s editor, Barnabas Cuffe, requesting an interview about his lordships, the truth regarding his parents, and his future going forward as perhaps the most powerful lord in the Ministry[25] [26] and the Wizengamot. Harry had to chuckle at reading that last part, and as he went through the rest of his letters, he soon found out how true that might be. The rest of the letters were from lords of houses that were inquiring how soon they could call upon him for whatever each one wanted, many of them requesting marriage contracts with their daughters.

At that moment, Harry realized something very important that he wanted to do. “Dobby,” Harry called[27] [28] while trying to keep his voice calm, but his voice was slightly louder than normal. The next moment, the grey skinned House-Elf appeared next to Harry and bowed solemnly with a smile. “Dobby, are you able to go to Gringotts and access my vaults?”

“Yes, Master Harry Potter[29] ,” Dobby said with delight. “The goblins acknowledge House-Elves of Wizarding families and allow them to enter their vaults as long as they know what is being retrieved or placed inside.”

“In that case, would you mind fetching me some parchment with quill and ink from my bag in the Gryffindor boys dorm,” Harry asked, his voice almost trembling. “I’m going to have you go to Gringotts to retrieve the Potter betrothal ring.”

Dobby quickly left and reappeared within a few seconds with a sound of a giggle. Once he returned, he handed Harry his quill and ink first, then politely laid out a small piece of parchment on the table in front of Harry. Dabbing his quill into the bottle of ink, Harry wrote a small note allowing Dobby to access his vaults. He then handed it to the small elf who quickly disappeared after he received it. Dumbledore looked at Harry skeptically and asked, “Is there a reason for this right now, Harry? Surely you can wait awhile before you propose to Miss Granger.”

Harry chuckled a bit, but calmly answered the headmaster by saying, “I don’t think I can, Professor. I mean, with these letters and the other girls now looking at me differently, I want to make it clear to Hermione and everyone else how important she is to me.”

Dumbledore nodded, as he calmly read the Daily Prophet quietly as Artemis and Zoe finished their lunch while chatting casually with themselves and Harry. After about thirty or so minutes, Dobby returned holding a small red velvet case with a golden “P” emblazoned on the top of it. Harry took it nodding his thanks to the House-Elf, then opened it to take a look at the ring itself. Harry was pretty impressed by the simplicity of the ring, as it didn’t look like anything spectacular. It looked very much like a normal, albeit expensive engagement ring, a fully cut diamond sitting on top of a gold ring, which if Harry had to guess, was at least 24 carat.

“It’s a magical betrothal ring, sir,” Dobby explained with a smile, shocking Harry a bit as his attention was fully on the ring. “It will look like a normal ring until you place it on Miss Hermione's finger. Only after that will the ring show it’s true appearance.”

“Why? I mean, if it’s held in Gringotts for fiancee’s to House Lords all the time until it’s needed, why does it have to look like a basic, yet expensive engagement ring?” Harry asked.

“It’s just another way to prevent line-theft, Harry.” Dumbledore answered. “Centuries ago, it was quite necessary to place protections on all House rings that could be used in verifying family stature.”

Harry nodded his understanding as he closed the ring case and went back to finish his lunch. Before he was finished, Dumbledore asked him, “I’ve been wondering Harry, after Pettigrew’s trial, what are your plans for the summer?”

“Well, before that, I guess I have to return to the Dursleys one last time to reinforce the magic barrier you placed on the house,” Harry answered with a sigh. “After that, I might ask Sirius if he wants to travel. I know Professor Lupin was interested in coming along.”

“I was hoping that Remus would. That’s why I wanted to suggest travelling to Japan for you first vacation with Sirius and Remus,” Dumbledore said, looking at Harry gently. “There’s a school there called Yokai Academy[30] [31] . It’s essentially a school for monsters that teaches them to blend in with Muggles. Of course, they don’t call them Muggles, as they’re not human like us. I think it would be a good place for the three of you to visit during the summer.”

“So, you want Sirius, Professor Lupin, and I to go to school in Japan?” Harry tilted his head at the headmaster. “Why?”

“They specialize with cases like Remus’ for one,” Dumbledore sipped his juice. “Also, the headmaster there and I have a rapport and have longed to try a student exchange between our schools for years. Not full term, of course, as their students are not trained in the magical arts. Well, most of them anyway.”

“Is there any other reason, Professor?” Harry asked with a slight frown, quite interested in knowing what was going on.

“If Voldemort and these daemons attack our world, then we’ll need to reinforcements outside of the Wizarding World to help combat the daemons,” Dumbledore answered with the same frown Harry had. “I know the the druid elves have a spiritual link with you from the future, so I suspect that you won’t have to travel to seek them out again. Also, I fear that because of you coming back in time, there will be more obstacles and enemies that even I cannot foresee.”

Harry nodded his understanding, glancing at Artemis and Zoe for a moment. It did make sense to Harry for Dumbledore to explore other options outside of the Wizarding World, especially if what both Harry and Dumbledore suspected was true: someone was controlling the daemons.

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An hour later-Just outside the Hospital Wing

Harry breathed [32] [33] a long, slow breath as he walked toward the double doors that led to the Hospital Wing. Shortly after lunch had ended, Artemis told Harry that she was needed elsewhere and bid her farewell. She did leave Zoe and several hunters at Hogwarts under Harry’s command, telling him that unless they were needed, they would stay out of sight to not interfere with anyone there. After school, if Harry wished, the hunters would follow Harry anywhere he commanded them, however, Artemis advised that this would not be a good idea, as the hunters would not fare well out in the open. She insisted to her master that if he pulled them away from Hogwarts, he should keep them in hidden areas to maximize their abilities. This, of course, did not mean if he wanted to fuck them.

After Artemis left, Zoe walked out of Hogwarts to rejoin her sisters in the Forbidden Forest. Before she did so, however, she gave Harry a bronze medallion with Artemis’ face on it. She explained then that if Harry needed them that all he had to do was press it against his heart and summon his hunters to him. She then gave him a deep, long kiss and left with a horny Harry watching her slowly wave her butt as she left through the front doors.

Harry made his way to the Hospital Wing immediately after Zoe left, his dragon cock, aching and yearning for satisfaction. As Harry opened the doors to the Hospital Wing, he was pleasantly surprised to see no one there. Walking into the Wing, Harry could hear muffled voices from across the large room. Walking towards the voices, he could tell that they were coming from behind a door that led to Madam Pomfrey’s office/bedroom. As he reached the door, he finally recognized the voices, Madam Pomfrey and Professor McGonagall.

“I can’t believe how brazen you are, Minerva,” Pomfrey’s voice said from behind the door. “Albus could have heard you whispering to Harry during lunch.”

“Oh, come now Poppy,” McGonagall replied to her friend. “Albus wasn’t paying any attention. If he had, I wouldn’t be talking to you now. I would be up in his office discussing my behavior.”

“Still, Harry could have been scared off, especially after you attacked him the night before,” Pomfrey scoffed, making Harry lean against the door to eavesdrop. “You promised that I would get to taste Harry’s dragon cock first. Instead, you take advantage of him and suck him off in your own office.”

“I couldn’t resist, Poppy,” McGonagall said, half-giggling. “After you told me about Harry fucking Miss Granger and Miss Lovegood with that monster of his, you had to know that I had to see it for myself. I mean, thinking about it even now has gotten me wet.”

Harry groaned as he imagined McGonagall masturbating in front of Pomfrey. Harry began rubbing his crotch as he closed his eyes and began to fantasize, not realizing that he had been heard. Within the next moment, the door swung open, and Harry fell right on his face.

“Well, if it isn’t the boy we were just talking about, Minerva,” Pomfrey giggled as she stood over Harry, her foot placed firmly on Harry’s back, making sure that he didn’t get back up. “Shame on you, Harry. You should know better than to eavesdrop on ladies’ conversations.”

“Sorry, Madam Pomfrey.” Harry painfully said as his cock was caught between one of his legs inside his pants and the ground below. Harry tried to move to make himself slightly less uncomfortable, but Pomfrey kept him as still as she could just with her foot. “Can I get up now?”

Both Pomfrey and McGonagall laughed for a moment, and then Pomfrey took her foot off of Harry’s backside before closing and locking the door behind them. As Harry slowly rose to his feet, he took notice of McGonagall and Pomfrey as they both had their glamours off and the were only wearing their bras and panties. McGonagall had a light pink cotton bra which looked more like it was suited for an A or B cup, which meant her D size tits were just barely being contained inside them. She had matching panties which were half-soaked on the bottom, indicating that she had been mastubating a while back.

Harry groaned lustfully as Pomfrey walked in front of him and he got a good look at her figure. She looked like she was in her late twenties, with brown straight hair that led to her shoulders. Her figure was much like McGonagall’s, except for the fact that her skin was a touch paler, and her breasts were larger than McGonagall’s, at least a DD. Her bra was the same type as his Head of House, except for the fact that they were purple and her bra was actually underneath her very large breasts. Her panties were of course still in Harry’s pocket, as he remembered that he placed them in there the previous day. Seeing her uncovered pussy bare in front of him wet and slightly quivering caused a low growl deep from Harry, almost to the point that he was near ready to jump the adult witch’s bones.

“I take it that you like what you see, Harry,” Pomfrey said in a sultry tone, the first time Harry ever heard her use one. Harry just simply nodded as Pomfrey spread her legs slightly to allow Harry to see more of her pussy. “Well, I know where my panties are, giving the fact that when I checked the hospital bed you were using, my panties weren’t where I put them. So, are you going to return them to me, or do you need them for something?”

“Don’t tease him, Poppy,” Minerva moaned silently. “We all know what’s going on here. Besides, I’m horny enough that if you don’t attack him first, I won’t be able to keep my promise.”

“Don’t pout Minerva, I just want to have a bit of fun,” Poppy sighed, keeping her eyes locked on Harry. “But very well, I guess I wouldn’t want to keep that dragon waiting much longer.”

Harry was growling lustfully by that point, but kept himself in check as Poppy got down on her knees and with gusto pulled his pants and underwear down. As soon as Harry’s twelve-inch red scaly cock was revealed, Poppy gasped audibly as if she saw it for the first time.

“Oh, Morgana, I still can’t believe the size of this beast,” She said as she grabbed his cock and slowly began to stroke it. “I’m still quite surprised that Miss Granger and Miss Lovegood managed to handle it.”

Harry grabbed Poppy’s head as she engulfed a third of his scaly dick into her mouth. Harry tried to control his animalistic nature as Poppy slowly sucked and stroked his dick, his growls and her moans nearly filling the small room. Minerva was moaning as well, as she began rubbing her pussy through her panties, licking her lips as she watched the action close to her. Poppy managed to undo her bra with one hand at that point as she had six inches of Harry’s dick in her mouth and throat. Harry focused on Poppy’s blowjob, trying not to allow his lust to take full control over him. Unfortunately, as Minerva masturbated herself to an orgasm, Harry could not hold his animalistic nature back anymore. Poppy moaned loudly at that point as Harry placed his other hand on the back of her head and thrusted her head further down onto his dragon cock. Poppy could not match the force or the speed Harry was using on her, and as she felt all twelve inches of his dragon cock use her mouth, she didn’t want to. All she could do at that point was mastubate as her mouth was being used to Harry’s animalistic lust.

However[34] , Poppy looked up at Harry and pressed her tits together, indicating that she wanted his cock in between them. Harry regained a bit of his sense at that moment and and pulled his dragon dick out of Poppy’s mouth. Once he did, Poppy gasped for breath and positioned her DD tits in between Harry’s large dragon cock. Harry moaned out a growl this time as he felt her plump breasts squeeze and massage his shaft. Poppy expertly moved her breasts up and down, massaging Harry’s scaly erection as Harry let her control the tempo this time. Every once in a while she would place her mouth on the tip of Harry’s dick and suck it while she was tit-fucking him. Harry began to thrust his dick slowly, matching Poppy’s motion as Minerva got off the table she was sitting on and moved over to where they were.

“Harry, I know that you’re enjoying Poppy pleasuring you,” Minerva said as she removed her panties. Harry wasn’t paying attention to her at first, but when Minerva nearly shoved her red panties right into his face, she continued, “But I was hoping that I can enjoy having you pleasure me. Your cock may belong to Poppy right now, but my pussy needs attention too.”

To prove her point, Minerva presented her ass to Harry and spread her legs giving Harry access to her wet pussy. Harry licked his lips as he reached over to her pussy and slid two of his fingers in. Minerva moaned as she felt Harry’s fingers slide into her as Poppy began picking up the pace with her breasts. Harry growled as he began to feel his buildup reach its breaking point and matched Poppy’s motion with his fingers fucking Minerva’s pussy. Unfortunately, Harry knew that because of the stimala he received back in the Room of Requirement earlier[35] , he wasn’t going to last much longer with this type of stimulation, and to prove it, his cock had just reached it’s fifteen inch length and was vibrating within Poppy’s huge tits. Minerva was panting loudly as she enjoyed Harry fingers work their magic, but Harry could no longer hold back his orgasm, and at the moment when Poppy wrapped her mouth around the tip of his dragon, Harry growled out that he was cumming and erupted immediately after. Poppy was caught unaware and had drank some of his sperm before removing her mouth shockingly and having the rest of it being sprayed all over her DD breasts and the rest of her face.

When it was over, Poppy collapsed on the floor wide-eyed as she ran her fingers across her chest and tits, licking the cum of her fingers afterward. Harry’s dick returned to it’s twelve inch form but stayed hard as it knew that it had still more to do. After all, it still had two eager females near it with the desire to be fucked.

“My, my, Harry,” Poppy gasped as she continued to finger up the cum off of her chest. “I still can’t believe you can orgasm like this. Now I really can’t wait for you to fuck me with that beast.”

Harry smiled widely as he removed his fingers from Minerva’s pussy so he could strip off his clothes. After he was naked, he positioned himself on top of Poppy and motioned Minerva to stand right over Poppy[36] . Minerva straightened and turned around as Harry inserted his red scaly dick inside of Poppy’s pussy. Poppy gasped as she felt Harry’s long, dragon cock penetrate her pussy. Harry grunted through a growl as he had a hard time of sliding in and out of Poppy’s tight cunt, however, his tongue became very busy afterwards as Minerva literally shoved her pussy into Harry’s mouth. Minerva grabbed Harry’s head to keep him from moving his head to much as he fucked her with her tongue. Harry had to stop thrusting into Poppy as he adjusted his face further into Minerva’s cunt. However, shortly after he did that, he had both witches screaming as he expertly caused them to orgasm and their bodies to shake. Thankfully, Harry had just orgasmed so he was nowhere near ready to cum again.

Minerva let go of Harry’s head and sat down on top of Poppy’s face, as her orgasm made her weak in the knees. Poppy was breathing heavily as Harry began thrusting back into her, causing her to scream into Minerva’s pussy. Minerva was gyrating her hips over Poppy’s face as she began moaning in ecstacy [37] and grabbed Harry to position his face in between her tits. Within her moans, Poppy licked Minerva’s pussy, causing Minerva to pant even harder as Harry attacked both of her large breasts.

“Merlin, Harry,” Minerva moaned loudly. Harry was working on her left tit with passion as he thrusted hard into Poppy causing her to buck wildly underneath Minerva. Both witches were on the cusp of another orgasm as Minerva released her hold of Harry and allowed him total control over her at that point. Harry recognizing this let go of her left breast, grabbed her by her long brown hair, and pulled her into a long hard, deep kiss. This caused Minerva to scream into the embrace as she orgasmed again, squirting her juices directly into Poppy’s mouth. Poppy gagged as she felt the electricity of her own orgasm hit her and went limp from the pleasure. Minerva nearly fell off of her, but Harry held her as he broke the kiss and concentrated on thrusting his dragon farther into Poppy’s pussy while going back to sucking Minerva’s large, round tits.

Both witches were out of it for a few minutes until Poppy felt Harry’s red, scaly cock expand in size and begin to vibrate. Realizing what this meant, she lifted Minerva off of her face and tried to warn Harry to not to cum inside her. However, Harry didn’t need to hear her as at the moment of orgasm, he pulled out of her just in time as he came all over Minerva and Poppy. Finally releasing Minerva and letting her collapse to Poppy’s right, Harry spewed his sperm all over their exposed skin. Some of it end on Minerva’s long hair and Poppy’s very large tits. When he had finished, he got off of Poppy, and turned his focus to Minerva.

“Well, Professor, you did remind me to fuck you after Madam Pomfrey,” Harry smiled as he grabbed her by her hair and positioned her back on top off Poppy, except for the fact that he had them in a bit of a sixty-nine position, with Minerva’s face over Poppy’s DD breasts. After he had her where he wanted her, he mounted her from behind, and thrusted his entire length into her. Minerva yelped as she felt all twelve inches of Harry’s cock fill her pussy more than any other cock had before. Harry began fucking her with near reckless abandon as Minerva weakly began licking off the cum the was still on Poppy’s breasts.

From there, Minerva purred as she relished the feeling of being fucked from behind, licking the cum off of Poppy’s chest still. Poppy began attacking Minerva’s tits while this was happening, fingering herself as Minerva’s moans filled the small room. It didn’t take much more after that for Minerva to be rocked with another orgasm, with her pussy nearly squeezing Harry’s dragon to death as she did. As she calmed down, Harry pushed her further into the sixty-nine position over Poppy, with her face now directly over Poppy’s crotch. Taking the hint, Minerva began licking the folds of Poppy’s pussy, sticking her tongue inside it after a moment. Poppy squealed in delight, but wasn’t about to just lie there, as she lifted her head towards Minerva’s pussy and Harry’s thrusting cock. Sticking her tongue out fully, Poppy licked the juices off of Harry’s moving dragon as it plumbled Minerva’s cunt. This caused both Harry and Minerva to gasp in pleasure, as Minerva was soon reaching another climax, and Harry wasn’t too far behind.

At the moment of Minerva’s orgasm, Harry’s dragon grew to fifteen inches and began to vibrate. Sensing this, Minerva tried to clench her pussy against his scaly erection hoping to get him to cum inside her. “Morgana, please cum inside me, Harry!” She screamed deliriously as her own orgasm was still flowing over her. Harry groaned but tried not to give in to her request, but he didn’t know how much longer he could hold back until Minerva’s orgasm had died down. Unfortunately, just as Minerva’s orgasm finally ended, Harry exploded into her right as her pussy released its hold on Harry’s dragon. Harry pulled out of her as he continued to orgasm violently over Minerva, the cum inside her slowly pouring out of her as he did. Minerva collapsed on top of Poppy as Harry’s hot sperm poured over her backside, completely exhausted and content from being fucked by Harry.

After Harry finished orgasming, he collapsed himself, falling down next to the two witches as he breathed heavily, trying not to pass out completely. Looking over to Poppy and Minerva, who were still in the sixty-nine position, slowly eating each other out. Relaxing on his side, Harry enjoyed watching them please each other while he took time to recover. He didn't need to long, however, as once Poppy and Minerva switched positions, he got back up and inserted his dragon into Poppy's tight ass.

For the rest of the afternoon leading up to dinner, Harry continuously fucked both Poppy and Minerva, using all of their holes for pleasure. When the sun sat, both witches were completely passed out, and Harry was hardly able to stand back up. Fortunately, he was able to get dressed and leave the room. Before he did though, he pulled out Poppy’s purple panties from his pocket and laid them on top of her face. Smiling weakly, Harry left the room and headed for the Great Hall for dinner. However, he did walk slowly as he had trouble staying on his feet, swaying left and right as he moved. Thankfully, there was no one in the halls as Harry headed for the Great Hall. Unfortunately, as Harry entered the very large room, he encountered one of the two people he wanted to avoid, Draco Malfoy.

“This is all your doing, Potter!” Malfoy[38] got right into Harry’s face and yelled with both of his hands clenched up to fists. The blonde boy’s face was beet red as he continued yelling. “My father is being accused of line-theft and the Ministry is holding my family’s assets until a full investigation. Not only that, my mother told me that father has left the country without a word to anyone.”

“Your father is guilty of that and so much more, Malfoy,” Harry [39] calmly replied, keeping a close eye on the blonde’s hands. “He’s a coward, much like you, so the only person to blame for your father’s predicament is your father. Now, if you don’t mind, I would very much like to eat now.”

Harry stood face-to-face with Malfoy, staring him dead in the eyes while Malfoy fumed in anger. A small smile crept on Harry's face as Malfoy backed up a bit and allowed Harry to go to his House's table. However, the moment Harry turned his back upon the blonde wizard, Malfoy quickly went for his wand and aimed it directly at Harry's head.

Fortunately, Daphne Greengrass was just entering the Great Hall with Tracey Davis and Blaise Zabini when Malfoy pointed his wand at Harry's head. So, right before he had a chance to hit Harry from behind, Daphne pulled out her wand and pointed at Malfoy, immediately casting[40] [41] [42] a Stinging hex directed at his crotch. Malfoy screamed a high-pitch, girly scream that resonated across the Great Hall as he doubled over and fell down to his knees. More than half of the students laughed hilariously at Malfoy’s voice, and as Harry turned back towards the young blonde wizard, a humorous thought popped into his head. Pulling out the Elder Wand, he hit Malfoy with a blasting hex and a transfiguration spell that changed his uniform into a bright pink ballet leotard and matching tutu. Malfoy flew out of the Great Hall after he was hit with the banishing [43] hex and crashed against the wall outside. Most of the Great Hall laughed hysterically after seeing Malfoy being thrown out of the room and landing outside in a crumpled heap. Harry just smiled and looked at Daphne and her friends as Malfoy laid outside of the Great Hall passed out.

“I hope you don’t mind that I intervened, Lord Potter,” Daphne said as she returned Harry’s smile. Both Tracey and Blaise behind her were looking outside of the Great Hall and laughing hard at Malfoy. “However, as a Slytherin, Draco Malfoy knows better than to attack someone when their back is turned. Unfortunately, I did so too, but it was in defense of what I saw him trying to do.”

“I don’t mind one bit, though I kind of figured that he would try to hex or curse me the moment I turned away,” Harry said almost nonchalantly. “I may have not have looked like it, but I assure you that I was quite prepared to dispel anything Malfoy tried. However, I do thank you for helping me, Lady Greengrass. Would you, Tracey, and Blaise like to join me at the Gryffindor table.”

“I’m afraid I must decline for the moment, as Professor Snape will be down here momentarily,” Daphne frowned slightly, as she knew that Snape didn’t like the students of his House to dine at any table other than Slytherin’s. “Perhaps another time, Lord Potter.”

Both Daphne and Harry bowed to each other before going to their respective tables, with Tracey and Blaise following Daphne to the Slytherin table. Harry joined his friends at the Gryffindor table, sitting closely next to Hermione, who hadn’t seen Harry for most of the day. As soon as he did, his dinner appeared on the plate in front of him and he began to eat in earnest. However, he couldn’t help but to notice the smirk on Hermione’s face as he ate.

“Is something wrong, Hermione?” Harry asked after he swallowed a bite of his food. Hermione quickly glanced over to the Slytherin table before looking back at him smiling wider.

“So, is she going to be your ‘Lady Slytherin’?” Hermione asked, just loudly enough to be heard by half the Gryffindor table. Ron, who was sitting far away from Harry and Hermione fortunately did not hear what she said. Harry gasped loudly, thankful that he didn’t have anything in his mouth as he would have surely spit it out. Hermione giggled slightly, placing her hand on Harry’s crotch, making sure nobody else saw, then continued by saying, “I did a little light reading on the subject of multiple lordships, and I discovered that you can marry multiple times as long as every House you are a lord to has one Lady to produce an offspring for that family.”

Harry was completely shocked at Hermione’s relaxed tone of this matter, as he had planned to explain this to her. Neville, Dean, Seamus, Parvati, and Lavender all locked their eyes on Harry wondering how he would answer. “I planned on explaining that to you later tonight, Hermione,” Harry finally said to her. “After I do something I've wanted to do for a while.”

Hermione looked at Harry puzzled, not realizing what Harry had in mind. However, as Harry got up from the table, and then got down on one knee next to her, she began blushing heavily as the entire Great Hall noticed what was happening and quieted down to listen.

Pulling out the ring case from his pocket and opening it, Harry held Hermione's hand and looked deep in her eyes. “Hermione Jean Granger, as Lord to the Most Ancient and Noble House of Potter, I ask for your hand in marriage to become Lady Potter. What say you?”

Hermione looked completely in shock as she looked at the dazzling diamond ring in the case. Her heart began racing and tears were welling up in her eyes as she had a hard time speaking. “H-Harry, I love y-you, you know that, but is this the right time for you to ask me? We’re still young, there’s plenty of time for us to consider marriage.”

“I’m afraid there isn’t that much time. As you pointed out, there are going to be ladies who are going to vie to become the Lady of each of my Houses,” Harry said to her. “I know that sooner or later that I’m going to have to choose to do so, but I want no question as to who I want to be ‘Lady Potter’. Besides all of that, I love you and I want you to be my wife.”

Hermione took a very deep breath as she nodded very energetically, and said, “Yes Harry, I’ll marry you.”

Most of the Great Hall cheered and applauded as Harry place the ring on Hermione’s finger. It was slightly bigger than her finger, but as soon as it was placed, it magically shrunk to fit her finger perfectly. Not only that, but the ring changed to a jewel encrusted ring that glowed slightly and had the diamond show a red “P” upon it. However, the biggest change came to Hermione herself, as she sensed that her natural magical barriers inside of her had weakened somewhat, and she could sense Harry’s presence inside her. It was almost like she could locate Harry anywhere he was whenever she needed to find him. She also felt that her core inside her grew slightly as well. It was almost like she had access to magic not her own.

After the applause died down, Hermione got up from the table and helped Harry to his feet. After that, Hermione wrapped her arms around him and kissed him passionately, which elicited another round of cheers and applause from the Great Hall. However, at the far end of the Gryffindor table, Ron angrily glared at his two former friends with Ginny sitting beside him. The second-year Gryffindor watched the scene of Harry and Hermione kissing with disgust, and after the scene ended, she kept her eyes locked on Harry as much as she could.

“Leave it be, Ginny,” Ron said to his sister. Ginny ignored her brother though, and stared longingly at Harry as he ate and chatted with Hermione. “Potter won’t even look at you now, with Granger and his other sluts swarming around him.”

Ginny didn’t care what Ron was saying, her heart was fluttering just from staring at Harry. The red-haired, slender girl began to quietly daydream about the raven-haired boy and wishing that he would look at her the way he was looking at Hermione. Ron, red-faced at his sister not paying attention to him, got up from the table and stormed out of the large room. Ginny, glad to know that her idiotic brother had finally left, decided to get up and go over to Harry and Hermione.

‘I’ll just pretend to congratulate them on their engagement,’ Ginny thought as she strolled over to them. ‘Though what I really want is to see this dragon that I’ve heard so much about.’

Ginny was a few feet away as she pretended to trip over her own feet, bracing herself as she fell face-first on the ground. Turning her face towards where Hermione and Harry were sitting, she tried to eye Harry’s crotch, only to witness that Hermione’s hand was already blocking her view. Not only that, but it was apparent to the redhead that Hermione was rubbing his crotch seductively. She tried to carefully move closer to get a better look, but Neville, who believed she had actually fell, gently grabbed Ginny’s arm and pulled her up to her feet. Frowning at Neville, she thanked him in a bit of a grunt and walked back over to her seat.

“I think she was trying to get a look at your dragon, Harry,” Hermione whispered in Harry’s ear. Harry tried to eat, but as Hermione’s grip the shaft of his dragon through his pants, he groaned quietly, trying not to cause attention to them. “Ginny[44] is quite taken with you, you know. Especially after you saved her life last year.”

Harry looked over in Ginny’s direction, not clearly seeing the redheaded girl, but knowing she was there. Thinking back for a moment to before the Daemon War, Harry had been completely smitten with Ginny, and if things would have gone as planned, he probably would have married her and gave her his entire fortune. Of course, after he found the druid elves, he discovered that he had been given large quantities of love potion to keep him infatuated with the youngest Weasley child. Now, he had no such feelings for her, and had no desire of making her one of his brides.

Looking directly at Hermione, Harry decided to change to subject. “Hermione, after dinner, I need to do something, and I would like you to come with me,” Harry said to her. “I have to go to the seventh floor to get something there for Professor Dumbledore. I can’t tell you where specifically we’re going, or what we need to get, but as soon as we get there, and the coast is clear, I promise to tell you.”

“Okay, Harry, but you’re being awfully cryptic,” Hermione smiled with her head [45] tilted. “I think I have a pretty good idea of where we’re going though.”

Harry smiled at first, believing that she might have discovered where they were going on the seventh floor, However, Hermione moved her hand to where his balls were and squeezed them tightly. Harry would have jumped out of his seat if Hermione wasn’t holding his nuts in her hand. It wasn’t painful, but she did have a good grip on them as Harry moaned as she cupped them with her hand, trying to massage them even though she had a hard time doing so as his pants were in the way.

“Blimey Hermione,” Harry whispered but his voice was slightly louder than he wanted. “Can’t you wait until after we eat dinner.”

Hermione released her hold on Harry’s testicles with a slight pout and went back to her dinner. Harry smiled his thanks as he went back to his, and while they were eating, they were occasionally congratulated by other students and their friends. Halfway through their meal, however, laughter erupted from almost the entire room. The reason for this was Professor Snape pushing Malfoy towards the Gryffindor table wearing the pink leotard and matching tutu still. Harry turned his head just as Snape and Malfoy reached him and with a scowling look around the room, Snape caused complete silence from the students.

“I take it that you’re responsible for this, Lord Potter,” Snape said matter-of-factly, pointing directly at Malfoy’s attire. Harry stifled a chuckle, but Snape wasn’t waiting for an answer. “You may be a powerful lord now, but you are still a student here, Lord Potter. You do not have the right to transfigure Mr. Malfoy’s uniform into this! Therefor, I’ll be taking fifty points from Gryffindor for you humiliating another student.”

“Professor, the spell I used was dependant on how Malfoy viewed himself,” Harry answered respectfully, but chuckled as he looked at Malfoy’s red face. “With that being said, trying to attack me from behind gave me the right as a lord to defend myself in anyway I see fit. Also, I should also mention that attacking me in such a manner gave me the right to challenge him to a wizard’s duel in which I could easily take his life. However, since Lady Greengrass intervened, I decided that Malfoy deserved a lighter punishment for trying to attack a lord from behind.”

Snape remained silent for a few moments, looking back at Malfoy and then at Harry, his stern expression not revealing any emotion. Then, with an angry scowl, Snape pulled out his wand from his robes and reversed the spell on Malfoy, then grabbed and pulled Malfoy to the Slytherin table. Malfoy, who still received chuckles from even his own so-called-friends, sat at his table and glared at Harry for the entire time until Harry and Hermione got up to leave. As they left, Malfoy cursed Harry’s name and tried to think of something to get back at him for Malfoy’s humiliation.

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15 minutes later-Just outside the Room of Requirement

“The Room of Requirement?” Hermione asked as she stood next to her new fiance in front of the double doors on the seventh floor. “I’ve heard rumors about this, and even tried coming up here a few times, but I never thought I would ever see the place myself.”

Harry smiled at Hermione, knowing that her love for learning new things. Harry guided her into the Room of Requirement, which looked exactly like how he asked for, a large maze-like room filled with towers of clutter within it. As Harry walked with Hermione, leading her by her hand, he began to explain to her why they were here.

“We’re looking for the lost diadem of Rowena Ravenclaw,” Harry said to her. “Professor Dumbledore has always been looking for lost objects of the Hogwarts founders, and unfortunately this one had been lost for almost 1000 years. However, he has reason to believe that it would be found here.”

“Did he know about this place?” Hermione asked as they walked further in, still not clear on where they were going. “I mean, if he did, why did he ask you to find it in here?”

Harry stopped at the very tower of clutter that the diadem was, and looked at Hermione a moment. “I can’t really answer that, but knowing Dumbledore, you have to believe he has his reasons,” Harry frowned as he said that to her, hating the fact that he had to keep lying to her. However, he turned to the tower and dug [46] into the clutter and within a few moments, retrieved the very case that contained the lost diadem of Ravenclaw. Opening the case[47] [48] , Harry stared at the clear crystalline tiara for a minute, trying to see if he could feel the dark, evil soul of Voldemort inside of it, and for a moment, he felt like he could, but it was very silent, much like it was in a deep sleep. Harry wondered if this was because that during the moment Voldemort wasn’t back at his full strength, or even that it the horcrux inside of Harry wasn’t as strong as it once was. However, Harry decided to close the case and turn to Hermione to finally answer her.

“Well, I mentioned this place to him after Pettigrew was taken away,” Harry said, smiling slightly as this part was true. “He thought this place was a rumor too, and after he told me about the diadem, he asked me to look for it in here. If you’re going to ask how I knew about this place, I found it some time ago. As for why I didn’t tell you until now, well I needed a place for myself for a while, somewhere that I wouldn’t be hounded as ‘The Boy Who Lived’ for a while.”

“Well, that makes sense,” Hermione nodded, smiling now as she wrapped her arms around Harry’s chest, hugging him tightly. “So, now that’s done, and now that we’re alone, what do you want to do now?”

Harry smiled as he felt Hermione’s legs rubbed against his, seductively trying to touch his hidden dragon inside of his pants. However, as Harry closed his eyes and wished for the room to transform, another voice from just above them broke their embrace.

“What are you doing with my mother’s diadem?” The Grey Lady, who was the ghost of Helena Ravenclaw, stared at the two young people from where she floated. “That has remained hidden here for good reason. No one should ever have found it, much less than take it from where it needs to be.”

Hermione released Harry and looked up at Helena, a slight frown appearing on her face. “Why?” She asked the ghost, gasping slightly at her ghastly beauty. Helena was a tall, slender brunette with grey eyes and what looked like C size breasts underneath her pale white dress. “Why does it need to be here?”

“Once, long ago, wizards and witches coveted my mother’s diadem for they believed it to be a vessel for ultimate knowledge,” She told the young witch. “Including me, I’m sad to say, so I stole it from her to claim her knowledge. However, I learned the folly of my crime shortly after my mother's illness reached me, but not before she sent the Baron after me to reclaim it.”

“I know the story, Lady Ravenclaw,” Hermione said to her. “But, Harry is Lord Ravenclaw now, so doesn’t that mean that the diadem belongs to him, and he has the right to do with it as he pleases?”

Harry looked like he was about to say something to Helena, but she angrily floated straight towards Harry before he had a chance to. “Lord Ravenclaw?!” She yelled right into Harry’s face. “My family’s House has been dormant since my death, and no one has dared to claim the mantle of Lord and Lady since. So, Harry Potter, if you are Lord Ravenclaw, what do you intend to do with the diadem.”

Harry raised his left hand towards Helena, where the ring of Ravenclaw was on, and smiled weakly at her. “I’m sure you recognize the markings of your family on this ring,” He said to her, and waited to make sure she saw the silver ring with the engraving of the black feathered raven on top of it. Helena looked at the ring and floated back a bit when she realized that it was indeed the ring of Ravenclaw. “As you can see, I am the Lord for the House Ravenclaw, and since I am the last living descendant of your family, I have the right to take this and give it to Professor Dumbledore.”

Helena looked at Harry for a long moment before asking, “Does Dumbledore know who the last person to hold my mother’s diadem, and does he know what he did to it?” Helena asked, keeping her anger in check. This caused Hermione to look curiously at Harry, as she was very interested in what Harry knew about the diadem.

“Voldemort, or as you know him, Tom Riddle,” Harry answered, keeping aware that Hermione was listening and trying not to reveal how much he actually knew. “If I had to guess, he did something much like what he did to his diary.”

“He defiled it! With dark magic[49] !” Helena screamed in anger, floating back into Harry’s face. “You must promise that Dumbledore intends to destroy the dark force inside it, and never use it after he does. When it comes to Albus Dumbledore, he may have the best interests of the students here, but he still has ambitions, and I do not wish the diadem becoming involved with him.”

“I can promise that Professor Dumbledore has no such intention to use the diadem,” Harry answered, trying to assure Helena. After he said that, there was a bit of silence between the three of them, with Hermione looking at the both of them wondering what Harry knew, and what he wasn’t telling her. However, she did love Harry, and trusted him for his reasons for not telling her, for now.

“Very well, Harry Potter, Lord of the House of Ravenclaw,” Helena floated away towards the ceiling smiling at him. Unbeknownst to both Harry and Hermione, she didn’t leave, as she faded from their vision without leaving the room, When she did, she smiled as she wanted to watch what she believed she interrupted a little while ago.

“Harry,” Hermione looked deep into his green eyes. “I have a lot of questions, and I know you can’t answer them for whatever reason. I can only hope that you’ll trust me enough one day to finally answer them.”

“Hermione, I do trust you, more than anyone else,” Harry placed[50] his hands on her shoulders. “You have to understand, a lot has changed since that night we saved Sirius, so I can’t tell you everything yet. When the time is right, I promise that I will answer all you questions.”

“Alright, Harry, but please don’t wait too long,” Hermione smiled, hugging Harry tightly. Harry sighed as he wrapped his arms around Hermione, feeling grateful that she didn’t press the matter further. Within moments, Harry noticed that the room around them transformed, as all of clutter in the room disappeared and a very large bed with red satin sheets appeared right next to the couple. Harry looked at Hermione’s face and saw a seductive smile on her face. Harry kissed her passionately after that, lying her down on the bed and entangling his tongue with hers. Hermione began moving her hands down to Harry’s waistline, wrapping her fingers around Harry’s pants. Harry feeling this growled a bit, nearly biting her bottom lip as he did.

Harry broke the embrace and moved his lips to her neck, licking and sucking the tender flesh there. Hermione moaned lustfully as she undid the button on Harry pants and slid her hands grabbing Harry’s scaly dick and trying to pull it out from under his slacks. Harry stopped for a moment, allowing Hermione to get better access to his cock. When he did, Hermione took advantage and turned Harry over to where she was on top of him. Taking control, she began taking off Harry’s clothes, starting with his pants and working her way to his shirt. After she had him naked, she began kissing his chest, working her way down to his twelve-inch dragon cock. Helena, who was watching from the ceiling, floated closer to see the impressive display before her eyes. As Hermione stroked the hard dragon-like erection, an audible gasp escaped Helena’s lips and both Harry and Hermione looked up at the noise they heard.

“I think we have an audience.” Harry moaned as Hermione’s lips began kissing the tip of Harry’s dragon. Hermione licked the side of the red, scaly dick, smiling as she seductively nodded at the fact that they were being watched. Harry groaned and growled as he placed his hands on Hermione’s head, longing for her to take his cock into her mouth. However, she got off of the bed, releasing his dick for a moment so she could strip off of her clothes. Harry smiled as he grabbed his dragon and began stroking it as Hermione gave him a bit of a show, swaying her hips as she seductively removed her clothing. However, Harry was growling even though he was enjoying the show, but he wanted to fuck her senseless.

“I can sense what you want, Harry,” Hermione said to him as she removed her white cotton bra. She seductively smiled at him as she slowly took off her panties, soaked from waiting for Harry all day to fuck her. “I feel the same way, Harry. I want you to fuck me senseless. Fuck me throughout the night until I can’t walk straight.”[51] [52] [53]

Helena gasped, almost losing control and appearing over the two teenagers while Hermione got in between Harry’s legs and took Harry’s twelve-inch dragon back into her mouth. However, it got worse for her as she watched Harry grab Hermione’s head and do exactly what Hermione asked him to do. All through the night, Harry fucked Hermione with Helena watching and moaning as she lustfully watched the two teenagers take turns pleasing one another. About the time that Harry entered Hermione’s pussy for the third time, Helena collapsed onto the bed, fading back into Harry’s and Hermione’s sight as Hermione screamed through an orgasm. As Helena eyed the two young[54] [55] lovers, there was a longing thought flowing through her ghostly mind: She wanted that cock.

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Yokai Academy-Several Days later

“Ah come in, Moka, we’ve been expecting you,” Tenmei Mikogami, the headmaster of the monster school that trains monsters to blend in with humans said as the pink haired girl entered his dark office. As the teenage vampire entered the dark office, she noticed Nurari, the bus driver for the school, standing behind Mikogami, smiling that weird smile he always smiles. Moka shrugged at this, however, as she stopped in front of Mikogami’s desk and solemnly bowed before the headmaster. “I have a special assignment for you, Miss Akashiya, if you are interested.”

She looked at the headmaster and smiled, curious as to what he wanted from her. The headmaster, dressed much like an ancient japanese priest with a christian cross draped over his neck. Mokigami was over two centuries old, as his alter ego was the demon god Kishin, but three Holy Locks around his torso kept him from transforming into his demon form.

“I’ll help any way I can, Headmaster,” Moka replied, smiling weakly. “What do you need me to do?”

“I’ll need you to accompany Nurari to England, Miss Akashiya,” He responded, sliding a folder across his desk. “Over the past several decades, I have been communicating with a headmaster of a Wizarding school there. We have recently agreed to accept one of their students, along with one of their teachers who requires help in handling their beastly natures. I need you to greet this young man and teacher in England and welcome them on behalf of Yokai Academy. Nurari will transport them and you back to Tokyo, and I would like you to give them a tour of the city before coming here and help them settle in.”

Moka picked up the folder and opened it, her green eyes widening as he saw three separate moving pictures. The first one was a picture of a young teenage boy, with raven-black hair and green eyes shimmering behind his glasses[56] . The boy’s[57] [58] [59] face was half-dirty, half-bloody, almost like he just emerged from one massive battle. However, the boy gave a tired smile, and Moka believed that he was smiling at her. She thought the boy was very cute, and if it wasn’t for her love for Tsukune Aono, she could easily see herself with this boy.

She placed the first picture to the side and looked at the next two. The second picture was of a tall, middle-aged man who was skinny and looking somewhat ragged from long travel, Moka guessed. Dressed in a beige business suit, the man smiled weakly and nodded at Moka, or as she thought he actually did. The last one struck Moka weirdly, as it looked somewhat like a wanted poster. All she saw was a thin face, scruffy brunette who was screaming directly at her. That picture somewhat scared her, and looked at Mikogami with a quizakle look.

“That last picture is of Sirius Black,” Mikogami chuckled a bit. “I do apologize, Miss Akashiya. Unfortunately, those pictures were the most recent my fellow headmaster could send me, not to mention how I received them.”

Nurari chuckled loudly as he pointed to a big-eyed brown owl who was pecking against the dark painted glass behind where Mikogami sat. Mikogami, just shook his head and continued his explanation.

“It’s a wonder how they managed to get their mail on time.” Mikogami said, not looking at the owl. “Now, as I was saying, the man, Sirius Black is the godfather to the boy you saw in the first picture. While he does look like a convict in their world, I’ve been assured that he’s been cleared of false charges against him, and he’s a free man. He’ll be accompanying the two here, but he’ll won’t be actually allowed on the grounds. The other man is Remus Lupin, a wizard who suffers from lycanthropy from a childhood attack. He’s a quite powerful wizard, but when he turns to a werewolf, he has no control over his form. He’s not what I call a true werewolf, but hopefully with our help, he can not only can control over his monster form, but we can help him realize his true werewolf form.

“Finally, the young boy, and the most important one among the three,” Mikogami sighed as he entwined his fingers. “The boy is Harry Potter, and according to my fellow headmaster, he’s a very powerful wizard destined to defeat a great evil. The headmaster there, Albus Dumbledore, was very cryptic about this, but did tell me that this evil could very well destroy the world, taking us with it. However, he told me that Harry Potter is what we would refer to as a S-ranked wizard, the most powerful wizard in his school, and that he has the blood of a Dragon God flowing in his veins. We are going to help him train in specialized monster combat and we hope to begin talks with this boy, as it is told that he will lead a large force against this coming evil.”

“So, we’re going to follow him into battle?” Moka asked, looking at Harry’s picture again, her eyes almost glazing over at the picture. Inside of her, the more mature, silver-haired, red-eyed version of herself, also looked at the picture of Harry and mentally said to the outer Moka, ‘He’s supposed to lead us in battle? This Harry Potter does not impress me.’

“If everything goes as plan, yes,” Mikogami responded. “However, I am told that unless he doesn’t trust the people he’s fighting with, Harry Potter treats everyone as equals. He wants peace between all, and would only fight those that would try to harm others maliciously.”

‘That doesn’t impress me much, though he does look like a warrior. Young warrior, with much to learn. When we were that age, we wouldn’t dare allow ourselves to look that bloody.’ The inner Moka sighed, forcing the pink-haired girl to chuckle a bit.

“Is there anything special about him, besides having the blood of a Dragon God?” The outer Moka asked Mikogami, as she felt her inner self may have bit of a point.

“Well, Dumbledore did mention that the boy managed to defeat an Olympian goddess,” The headmaster answered. This caused the inner Moka to gasp at the news of that, as fighting and defeating an Olympian was what she considered a worthy fight. “Artemis, I am told, a ranged fighter and an expert hunter.”

‘Well, there may be more to this boy that what we see,’ Inner Moka said, keeping her composer, but the outer Moka could feel her warming up to the boy wizard. “When do we leave?” The Outer Moka asked.

“You still have time,” Mikogami said. “The official time has not been set yet, but it should happen within the next two weeks. When Dumbledore and I set the time. I shall summon you again. Till that time, I suggest you prepare yourself to leave at a moment’s notice.”

Moka bowed respectfully and then turned to leave, carrying the folder of the three pictures in her right arm. While she walked, MIkogami turned to Nurari, the bus driver of the school and Supreme Commander for all Yokai, and decided to mention, “You know, Nurari, that picture of Harry Potter was from last year, shortly after he defeated and killed a 1,000 year old basilisk, when he was only twelve years old.”

Moka was forced to stop in her tracks after she heard that. Mainly it was the inner Moka that stopped her after hearing what Mikogami said. “A S-class class monster? I’m impressed,” Nurari said with a raspy voice. “I’ve heard those beasties can grow to over a hundred feet.”

“Indeed, one can only hope that this boy Potter will regale us with the tale,” Mikogami smiled. He then looked over at Moka and realized that she was still in the room. “Excuse me, Miss Akashiya, but there something else you wanted?”

“No sir,” Moka said after a long pause. She then finally walked out of the headmaster’s office, reopening the folder and looking at Harry Potter’s picture again. As she closed the door behind her, the Inner Moka said to her outer self, ‘I wonder how he’ll fare against me.’

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Hogsmeade Train Station-June 19, 1994

Harry smiled as he walked hand-in-hand with Hermione, as she had not left his side for most of their final days at Hogwarts. Hermione smiled back at Harry, feeling more in love now that Harry revealed a little more to her, albeit still leaving her with more questions than answers. However, she got permission from her parents recently to spend a day with Harry after she sent a letter about Harry’s and hers relationship. They sent their approval by letter which Hermione received the other day. Unfortunately, Hermione’s parents did not yet know that Harry and Hermione were now engaged.

Behind them was Remus Lupin, who was smiling at the two young lovers, and hoping that this summer for him will be good. All three of them had their luggage in tow, wheeling it to the back of the Hogwarts Express. However, they were not planning on going back by train, as Harry received a letter that Sirius would be picking them up and taking them to his cottage deep within Wentwood Forest next to the city of Newport in Wales. Sirius was very vague about where specifically the cottage was, but he did say that it was very safe and no one outside of the Black family knew about its location.

“So, this school in Japan,” Hermione said as they walked towards the back of the train. “How long are you going to be away?”

“Professor Dumbledore assured me that I’ll be back in plenty of time before the school term starts,” Harry said, stopping them just before they reached the end of the train. “We’ll be leaving at the end of the month, and we should return just around the beginning of August.”

“I wish that I could come with you. This Yokai Academy sounds quite fascinating,” Hermione looked at Harry and planted a kiss upon his lips. “Please tell me as much as possible when you come back.”

“I promise, Hermione,” Harry said returning the kiss afterward. He then turned to Remus, who was still smiling at the two, and asked him, “Are you sure you’re okay with this? Going to Japan and to Yokai Academy.”

“Yes, Harry,” Remus said, and as he did, a large black dog emerged from the building behind him. Harry knew that the dog was Sirius, as the dog was quietly sneaking up behind Remus, and chuckled silently at what Sirius was trying to do. “This Academy for monsters might just help me get better control over my monster nature. Until then, I’ll just rely on Lupa’s medallion for now...and do you really think you can sneak up on me, Padfoot?”

The dog moaned for a second while Remus turned to face him, and after that the dog transformed into the tall, skinny man that was Sirius Black. He chuckled as he shook his head at Remus. “One of these days, I’m going to get past your sense of smell, Moony.”

Remus laughed loudly as he hugged his old friend, and Sirius returned his friend’s embrace, laughing just as much as Remus. Harry smiled at seeing this, and as Sirius stepped away from Remus, Harry walked up to his godfather and asked, “So, how does it feel to be free?”

“Still getting used to it, Harry,” Sirius said, being cautious to make sure he wasn’t spotted by other children who were boarding the Express. “Many still believe that I’m still a murderer, so I’m been doing my best to avoid large groups of people.”

Harry hugged Sirius tightly for a moment, and after he released him, Harry said,”Did Professor Dumbledore tell you about the three of us going to Japan?”

“I received his owl yesterday,” Sirius smiled at him. “It seems like a good idea. Especially for me being in Tokyo while you and Remus stay at this monster school. No offense, you two will probably cramp my style, especially with all the ladies I’m intending to bed. After all, it’s been twelve years since I’ve had a proper lay.”

Both Harry and Remus chuckled, but Hermione looked up and asked Sirius, “Is that something you should mention in front of a lady?”

“Do not fret, Miss Granger,” Sirius said with a smile. “I expect you’re old enough to appreciate my situation.”

“Not to change the subject, but we’ll have to make an impromptu visit to Gringotts before we go anywhere else,” Harry said, frowning a bit as he did want to see where he would be staying. “After that, I was hoping to drop Hermione off at her [60] [61] [62] parents before going back to the Dursleys one last time. I need to pick up the last of my stuff, and finally say goodbye to them in my own way.”

“Of course, Harry. I did read the Daily Prophet after all, Lord Black,” Sirius smiled and chuckled. “I’m going to have to talk to you before you speak with the goblins about that, as I’m afraid that I can’t officially take the mantle of ‘Lord Black’.”

“Why?”Harry frowned, looking at Sirius curiously. In truth, Harry knew that Sirius that he never cared from the family that raised him, but he assumed that if he had the opportunity, he would use the lordship of the Black family and do some good with it.

“I’ll tell you later Harry, I promise,” Sirius said, and then looked at the three of them. With a nod, he said loudly, “Kreacher!”

The next moment, the elderly House-Elf appeared next to Sirius and bowed respectfully to Sirius, not aware that Harry was Lord Black yet. However, Harry did not feel the need to tell the House-Elf yet.

“Kreacher, I’ll need you to take these three’s luggage and deliver to Black cottage,” Sirius said, pointing to Harry, Hermione, and Remus. “After that, make sure the place is presentable for our return later this evening.”

“Yes, Master Sirius. Kreacher lives to serve the House of Black,” The House-Elf responded, and with a snap of his fingers, levitated the three’s luggage, including Hedwig and Crookshanks, over to the tiny grey elf. The next moment Kreacher disappeared with their stuff, and Hermione looked up at Sirius to ask, “Did you have to be so rude? You were a bit harsh to Kreacher.”

“Sorry about that, Miss Granger, but Kreacher was never a kind elf to my brother and me,” Sirius replied. “In all the years I knew him, the only person he was kind to his my mother, but to tell the truth, she was someone who everyone in our home feared.”

Hermione was about to say something else, but Harry gave her a gentle look that told her to drop it for now. He then called for Dobby, and after Harry’s House-Elf appeared, he asked them to Apperate them to Diagon Alley, where Harry would visit Gringotts and find out how rich he really was.

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