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Chapter 48: Summer Days in Marseilles

“I have the feeling it won’t last past Gabrielle’s puberty, but it is actually nice to know a woman or girl that isn’t trying to get in my pants besides McGonagall and Babbling at school. Somehow I am grateful I have avoided needing to visit Madam Pomphrey since she like Madam Hooch give me hungry looks, and I already have one lady in waiting as it is.”– Harry Potter on the relaxing reminiscing of lost innocence on why he played Big Brother to Gabby.

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That day, Harry and the girls went about Marseilles seeing museums with an oddly calm Gabrielle, enjoying the sea air along the coast, seeing some historic landmarks, and playing in the parks. They played in the park both innocently and naughtily, and Apolline managed to have Harry ravish her solo while Fleur and Gabby were distracted elsewhere. It took some luck and circumstances, but Harry managed to repeat that occurrence with each of his lovers in various gardens. It had been rather hilarious to his lovers that Harry was able to lie back on the grass while Gabrielle wove flowers in his hair as well as in the other girls’ hair. Harry took the time to catch up with Alice and Anne as they acted their official ages as they played all the games that Harry had missed because of the Dursleys and then his resolving to his chosen path and art.

Sometimes as they were just lying on the grass while Gabrielle was often half napping, Harry would read some letters from Britain as well as a few missives forwarded from Antoine. They kept their play relatively innocent when Gabby was around as well as awake to see them, but the little girl was used to her mamma and sister being affectionate to their friends so she was as well even if she hadn’t done more than kissing their cheeks. He had listened as Apolline told him some things she knew of his parents, but most were from acquaintances and they had rarely met before the war explode and less so during those troubles. Some of her descriptions fit with the woman he knew as Lily, but Apolline was more talkative with some persuasion so she was telling him more things as his tongue loosened them from her lips, and Fleur had been docile enough to just nurse him like a Popsicle while his hand controlled her motions.

There were a few lunches where he had reduced Apolline to a mindless animal howling in pleasure especially after she had tried to bribe him by holding out on his lunch, but he had played around the first time and sat down to his sandwiches while Apolline was face down on the table after he was done. He could understand her urges, but she didn’t try tricks after his non-playful response, and he had little doubt after what he did that afternoon that Apolline would do anything he said without hesitation, as what he did was as subjugating as his punishment that his other willful pets had undergone. After that session, he didn’t need to loosen her lips with his own to get her to tell him of the few encounters with Lily, and they were doozies from what it seemed was known of his mum.

Harry had told her of the few things Apolline had said about her, and Lily had reflexes that were frightening when she moved, but the duel Apolline had witnessed had been not one Lily had remembered at first. They had talked about what little she remembered, and both of them had been upset about the lack of memories Lily had, but the missing memories did remove most of the barriers that could have made them uncomfortable with each other. It had been shocking when Alice showed up, but Lily had told him that her mind had been truly shattered worse than hers had been, and the bleed over from her own pleasures had left his godmother Alice’s consciousness almost inhumanly simple. His pleasuring and playing with his pets had slowly helped her from the madness, but Lily had been teaching her how to speak and think again. Unfortunately, her memories had been scattered so thoroughly that she had been left more emptied than a truly miscast Obliviate would have done to her.

There was more in her eyes here than the one in the long-term spell damage ward, and he knew that since he had sent Night spying to see what had happened. Lily had tried an experiment and it had worked even though it had linked her to both of them, and not just Harry, which would have allowed him to correct the problem even if it would be somewhat strange placing her detached spirit to possess her body before binding them together. Neville would freak at the method needed, but at least Alice was able to slightly influence her disconnected self, and she would be able to have longer moments of lucidity as the curse used on them was not the Cruciutus even though that had been used on them as well. It was a curse designed to allow those two to extract the information about Voldemort’s location from them, but they hadn’t known as they had been on hiding.

It was designed to do what even Verisiterum could not do to find out what had been removed from their minds, and overpowering it showed signs of the Cruciutus and Obliviate, but then some idiot had tried to remove the memories of the supposedly lingering Cruciutus from them and Neville with the Obliviate. Neville was left stunted magically with problems with his memory and focusing, and his parent’s personas and consciousness were shattered leaving them with automatic responses such as breathing and control of their hearts, but their memories, personalities and identity were disconnected in their minds somewhere almost as thoroughly as the kiss. Harry did notice that her imposing her existence on her body seemed to be easier after her fun with Lily, and his mother and lover had asked him so he tried something different. It didn’t restore her to control of her body for long, but she was able to use disconnected messages to Neville easier. Unfortunately, it restored her memories a bit more, but it did not do so completely although repeated treatments restored and associated more memories with each follow up. The downside was that Lily had to hold her in her arms as she sobbed at how much she still had partial memories about, and it affected how Alice reacted to them both. That was how he spent some of his nights after falling asleep, but not all of them were like that or the three would have gone somewhat mad.

During other days during the vacation so far, Harry and the girls went exploring and vacationing with the Grangers and May while passing Gabby as Fleur being told to bring her along with her. They had eventually gone to the zoo and it had been fun especially for Alice, Anne and Gabby especially. Harry had found himself smiling real smiles throughout the trip, and seeing the beauty in the museums had been both educational and inspiring even if he didn’t think he had many artistic talents outside of some drawing ability, which lend itself to runes and such. Still he was mentally creative yet had not learned how to express that and the closest Harry came to art was sculpting creations out of his flames. The only other outlet was his transfiguration practices where he didn’t limit his changes to the assigned ones.

Apolline had mentioned to him as he transfigured plain rocks into things he should have problems with at Fleur’s age that his father was definitely gifted and he had inherited that from him besides his body shape. It seemed that James had been considered the most likely to challenge Minerva as a Transfiguration Master and maybe reach if not surpass Dumbledore’s level. His transfiguration abilities did allow him to have slacked off even in McGonagall’s stern class, but he was one of her favorites that Harry knew for sure, and helping him out from time to time while tolerating his pranks was just what she had done even if it seemed the professor had wondered why he wasn’t in her house considering how he had little to no tolerance for bullies. The hat would have thought of it more, but they were Hermione and Harry both voracious in the pursuit of knowledge, while knowing not to charge in recklessly. There was a difference between bravery and selfless suicidal tendencies, but Ronald rubbed him the wrong way as much as Draco had soured him to Slytherin House besides the fact that his time would have been wasted with that petty rivalry.

That morning had started normally for him with a somewhat lethargic awakening with a warm mouth bringing him to awake with a pleasant series of motions, and his enjoying some morning juices from the girls and some fresh breakfast that June and May had cooked. Vincent looked somewhat haggard as he downed a protein heavy breakfast because those two minxes had left him drained as usual for this vacation. He had talked with Harry somewhat and tried to give a decent version of the talk considering that he was practically his daughter’s boyfriend, but in general there had been she is my friend and I won’t hurt her, and then told him that her father or not if he made her unhappy with his meddling as his friend or not that even as a young man he would kick Vincent’s ass. He still recalled how shocked he was when Harry moved and had him pinned to the ground, and then the guy he had almost adopted as a son told him that he had held back and if anyone hurt his friends, they would get some injuries.

Their frank discussion on his not knowing what he was going to do with the fact that all of his female friends were interested in him, but that he didn’t give a tinkers damn about what society or anyone else thought as long as they were happy. Vincent had admitted that he and June were complicated compared to the normal marriage they acted like to most, and yes, May was there friend if not strictly platonic with either of them. Harry then had informed him that June had been right and Dora was her somewhat girlfriend while he was sort of both their boyfriend last year although mostly hugs and kisses with a bit of cuddling for a good while. He didn’t ask how far they had gone, but given that Hermione was likely as precocious as her mother that they were making out with some heavy petting if not a bit more already.

Normally if anything like that happened he would have been ready to kick the boys ass, but Harry could kick his ass as he had at least once already, and he doubted his princess wouldn’t nut him for running Harry off. He didn’t even want to know what his wife would do, and that was before he saw how she was flirting with him, but then Harry had been with that sweet piece of ass Fleur so he was similarly confused. Hermione could have been ensuring that Harry was trained to make her first time easier than the fumbling virgin things, but he was not going to ask her as by the looks, June was planning some girl talk, and Vincent was not going to be around for it to stay sane. He couldn’t blame Harry as the girl was attractive, and yet he wanted to be upset if it caused issues between them, but it wasn’t as if June didn’t know about his odd lovers and they did share most of them anyways. Hermione had looked at the girl as he had, and so had June and May that he had seen, but it had been disconcerting to see that look on his daughter’s face.

It had been bad enough to find it almost impossible not to look at either Dora or Fleur when they were on the beach, but May had been more than ready to help soothe the frustration they had driven him to feel. June had been a fun surprise in the shower that first trip, and Harry at least wasn’t the kind of bastard just trying to fuck them then move on to someone else. Sure he was somewhat shocked and felt a momentary bit of envy that he had obviously been fucking Fleur a few times, but he did want to talk to Harry about that and his relationship with Hermione in a bit more detail. Well to be honest, he didn’t want to know any detail as long as she was happy and things worked out. It had been shocking that all of them looked older than he knew they were, and Harry did look old enough for June to more than likely have been interested in a casual fling, which was rather uncommon with her having an interest in other men, but the way his almost adopted son moved seemed to demand people move and react as if he was almost royalty. He had little doubt that in their relationship that unlike his own with June that Harry was purely the dominant one, but with Dora added in, as it seemed she would allow Hermione to embrace her own dominating urges as his wife did with their lovers.

Still contemplating those things after a vigorous wakeup after the regular night of passion left him a bit drained, but Vincent had managed to drag himself to breakfast for another morning as June and May had done their best to exhaust him and themselves, and a family breakfast was a piece of normality even when on their more open vacations where Hermione was not around. He hadn’t told June that he had heard her beginning to plan for what he had thought would be several years from now, and he didn’t feel jealous that Harry was a dominant to the point that his equally switch wife was feeling submissive, but seeing Harry look so much like he was already close to legal if not legal had been a surprise. Vincent almost thought that Harry was somehow aged as he looked rather similar to what a late teenager or early admission to University student would look like.

He settled down and started nursing his potent draught of caffeine and felt it revitalize his body from the enthusiastic fun his lovers had surprised him with after their romp had left him drained and drenched. They moved past him with a sway that made him almost wish the kids were out, and soon his nose was telling his stomach that food was coming soon. Looking up from his beverage, the children came in if you could call them that since they had been mistaken for legal women on the beach a few times already, and he suspected that if Harry and he had not been around looking dangerous that they would have been chatted up and pestered a good deal. The caffeine hadn’t really kicked in or his mind might have noticed that the girls had the same sway that his lovers had, and Hermione in particular looked pleased while Harry looked relaxed.

“Morning, daddy,” Hermione said as she slid into her seat at the table. “Go on and drink that sludge if it wakes you up a bit before the food is here. I swear it is almost as if you adults seem to go dancing to the wee hours, but I am happy you trust us not to burn the place down.”

“I may be a guy, Hermione, but I am no more a pyromaniac than any other guy,” Harry said sitting next to her with Alice sliding to his other side with Anne and Dora as the bookends. “Besides, Vincent let me grill a bit and that does soothe the whole urge for fire in a responsible manner that is enjoyable by you ladies. Sure, there are the usual impulses to melt army men figurines when I was younger, but grilling and possibly bonfires in the miserable cold would suit those urges just as well. It is not as if I had such things to play with back then, and once I could afford them it seemed a bit of a waste.”

“You always did frown on waste, Harry,” Alice said from his other side as she as usual squeezed his thigh, which her cousin mirrored as well even though she gave her a more satisfied smirk. “It makes sense considering how things were and we have seen what misery is out there. Still seeing the wonders here has been a nice change considering the historic things we snuck out to watch before visiting, and I know we shouldn’t have watched that until we were older, but there was the fact it was where we were in our history studies. At least we didn’t read about the war at the same time unknown, but anyone that goes through a shortage of anything will want to prevent experiencing that again while also not wanting to waste what they have.”

“Desperation only attracts vultures, but anyone denied something will look for it as much as possible,” Dora said from around Hermione while realizing part of her needs was the issues with her mother, and the rest was going overboard in making up for time wasted. “I do get the dislike of waste as I can recall reading one of the cases my mother worked on was about orphans from the war. Relatives did try to seize assets of the more well off children when they could and if they were not important enough to arrange marriages for daughters and some depleted fortunes with the sons, and more often if both of the children’s parents were from traditional families then they were dumped at nastier orphanages. Gringott’s tends to prevent that from happening for the main families, but mismanagement of orphans’ inheritances tends to be an issue for those that slipped through the cracks in the system. The ministry was supposed to monitor the families to ensure they were being treated well, and they did for those of certain lineages, but it was worse during the last war as some were lost.”

“Wars are never pleasant, but a sad necessity as some people will not listen to words and only to force, and as peaceful a world I could want would be there is the fact that this is not a peaceful world as always there are those who will take because they can,” Harry said while Hermione and Alice were doing their best to reassure him by squeezing his thighs affectionately. “It is a sad fact that there are people that will not cooperate, negotiate, or accommodate allowing ideas and behaviors outside of their own to be accepted. Still there is a difference between negotiating and appeasing, and I will never think appeasing or bribing is any saner than tossing meat to starving predators.”

“A good decision, Harry, and I only wish that more people had such a sane view of reality,” Vincent said as he tried not to flash back to when he was a few years older than Harry and what he did back then before meeting June properly. “I doubt I am awake enough for such a heavy topic this morning yet, and yes, Hermione we were late to sleep last night. I almost expected you to either crash at Fleur’s home or to find her hear this morning.”

“Fleur is starting a summer job at one of the stores we shopped at when she was playing tour guide, and it will keep her busy all day,” Alice said while Anne nodded along as she grinned seeing the food done cooking. “I suppose the responsibility will be good for her, and it will help her deal with people since she was homeschooled before going to boarding school. She may be our friend now, but she is a bit of a spoiled brat at times.”

“Fleur was a bit stuck up when we first met her, but she is a bit better now,” Anne said with a wicked gleam in her eyes as she recalled Harry breaking Fleur of her attitude with some truly epic punishments, and the sounds she made when he spanked her had been deliciously exciting. “I guess having people that are her friends and won’t allow her to act like the spoiled princess she was even with eventually getting a younger sister helps. Before she was only herself when dealing with her sister and parents, but I doubt anyone can resist when Harry puts his mind to get through their façade. Still the food smells so good I can almost taste it already. Thanks May and June for what smells so delicious that you cooked.”

“You’re welcome Anne,” June said with a smile as her lover helped her transfer the food to carry to the table. “We will be there in a few moments, so please make sure the table is ready for us ok?”

“Yes, June,” Harry, Dora, and Anne said while Hermione said, “Yes, mum,” and Alice said, “Yes, Aunt June.”

They moved gathering plates, glasses, and silverware, while Vincent continued imbibing his thick caffeinated beverage that was neither the tea back home nor the coffee drank elsewhere. The food on the platters were heavier than they had for most of their trip, and definitely more filling than the lighter breakfast the restaurants tended to serve as well as what they had when they stayed for breakfast at the Delacour’s home. It didn’t take them long to do that while they had burned a lot of energy since the dinner last night, and none of them had been supplementing their energy with hunting while they were here. Harry had been tempted to swim out and catch some larger aquatic creatures for food, but that might have raised questions since none of them had demonstrated magic since the Grangers had gotten the official letter about underage magic, and it didn’t mention that those prohibitions were only technically enforceable when they were in the ministries enforcement area. So they moved before sitting down quickly as they were not lazy enough to summon the things to them as some wizards did unless they had a house elf to take care of them.

“So what were you planning to do today?” Vincent asked as June and May joined them for breakfast bringing in the food on platters to the set table, and anyone that said he was an oppressor for wanting breakfast when he tended to the grill for dinners was an idiot in his opinion. “There is not many days left in this trip even though you somehow have arranged a summer study trip with some respected experts in their field according to what you and Harry have said. While I can understand you wanting to see your friends over the summer, you are gone at school most of the year now. Sure there are advantages to you being off at school especially when we have to work late, but it is nice to know what is going on in your life, princess.”

“Don’t worry daddy, mum is talking to us about some things, and Harry has a meeting with Fleur’s dad about some of his interests here,” Hermione said looking relaxed at her daddy especially since she had been the one to wake Harry up that morning. “The Flamels are experienced and experts in their field if a bit eccentric because of their age. I do miss you both dreadfully when I am away, but this is a very rare opportunity as they are reclusive yet those they did train went on to be very respected and successful in their fields. We will be back home for about the last week before school, daddy, and that way you can meet my other friend Su. Professor McGonagall neglected to mention that Hogwarts is closer to Cambridge for Magical Britain than just an average school, but it also is a place to make connections as done at the more exclusive boarding schools. Passing NEWTS is closer to getting an associate’s degree with OWLS being the bare employable minimum. Most of the other schools only go to OWLS and most employer way a Hogwarts education as higher than the other schools. Most friendships made at school tend to last long after graduation, and while it was shocking that Harry was going since we never talked about it before really, I would have been lost otherwise considering the majority of the students are legacies.”

“There were a lot of things the professor didn’t tell you Vincent, but I guess that is normal when trying to recruit someone, and yet it is a good thing that she did since it was the better opportunity at least since we are legally British,” Harry said as he looked at Vincent and tried to convey some unspoken messages to him. “Buxbaton’s which is nearby would be a nicer place, but generally none of the schools try to recruit in Britain since it has such prominence to employers there. Most ministry jobs of any importance are held by Hogwarts graduates, the major businesses are run by Hogwarts graduates, and the courts and legislature is run by Hogwarts Graduates. Alliances made there can last for generations, and with a Hogwarts education there are doors open that would be closed otherwise even given the preference on heritage and legacies in normal hiring practices. Some parts of the culture are positively Victorian in how they act and Medieval in how businesses relate to their clients and employees. My inheritances are going to require me to meet with people and it is easier to deal with those here while I am here now than through long distance communication, and taking the opportunity while the ladies talk about their interests is a good enough time to do so.”

“You both never said what Fleur’s father does, and she didn’t say anything when she was around, but I got the feeling that I should know her father by name,” Vincent said as he watched how the women interacted, and it seemed Harry was a magnet for females even those that had drained him the night before, which would make his life interesting especially after some admissions about his own life to him earlier. “So I take it by how Apolline acted when we met, and how you don’t seem to need an appointment to meet Antoine, I believe his name is, when I got the impression people had to wait for appointments that there is more to your inheritances than you mentioned to me at least. Either that or we have been so busy that something this important slipped from my mind, but given how exhausting we have been in touring and relaxing that isn’t that unlikely.”

“Daddy, I think you should drop this right now,” Hermione said before reaching over and squeezing Harry’s hand in comfort. “Can’t you just accept it is somewhat complicated? Normally, Harry would have had years to get acquainted with these things, but if he hadn’t started taking a more active view than the mess would get worse. Some people were not doing the best with the resources and those acting as his regent were not legally entitled and misused their supposed authority.”

“Hermione that is enough,” Harry said looking her in the eyes before she meekly looked down at her food. “Sorry about that Vincent, but Hermione does have a good reason for not bringing it up. I was rather upset at the lies the Dursleys told me, and they were receiving money for my care while spending it on Dudley even as they didn’t spend a pence for my care that they didn’t have to do. In the meantime, those entrusted to maintain the estate were incompetent in some of their choices, but it has been dealt with so there is no worry of me being left destitute before I graduate. As Hermione said, it is complicated, but can we move into something else less upsetting when we are having breakfast?”

“Of course Harry, he was just concerned since what affects you affects your real friends,” June said while looking at him both reassuringly and hungrily before turning to glare at Vincent so he would drop the matter at least for now. “At least unlike some your age, you are thinking ahead Harry, which is a good thing in my opinion, and Vince agrees with me as well, don’t you? I just hope that all of those now dealing with things are doing a better job of it. It was a bit shocking that Sarah showed up with you when she was the last we saw Alice’s governess and nanny as well as keeping an eye on Anne.”

“They met her before and thought she would be a good choice given how often their parents are away, but Harry ended up hiring her after they introduced her over Christmas,” Hermione said relaxing and feeling Happy her mum had defended her master even if the look was too familiar to see on her face. “It worked out and Harry only had to discuss things with a few people while looking over some paperwork to get a more thorough grounding for his future. Still it was nice that Sarah has a much better paying job now and with Alice and Anne joining us at Hogwarts next year, there is less need for them to have someone oversee them all year round now. There are plenty of people to babysit if it becomes necessary, and everything is working out now.”

“There were plenty of babysitters before, Hermione, and it is nice to have more options for summer jobs and pocket change in addition to their allowances for some people I know,” Harry said trying to ignore how June was eyeing him like a piece of meat between looking over at everyone. “Since the Dursleys wouldn’t pay for anything unless it reflected badly on them, and those responsible for the estate’s finances didn’t have the intelligence to ensure that the funds set aside for my wellbeing were actually used for that, I ended up doing odd jobs around the neighborhood and sort of organized some of the other kids to help. From doing some gardening to helping around peoples’ houses it made enough to not be stuck with the Dursleys choice which was whatever Dudley had outgrown.”

“But Dudley is several sizes too large for you Harry, and that would look horrible on you, but I take it that they were the ones that started those slanderous rumors about you,” June said as she had recalled some conversations when visiting Alice and the rest of her family. “It was rather funny that they would say such things when everyone else mentioned how nice and polite you were instead of some horribly criminal orphan that was lucky to live there at their sufferance that they claimed. I will say that I am glad that you don’t live their anymore, and I was in there once and that place looked so sterile and done up to impress, but I would call it just a house and never a home. You are planning to deal with them legally at some point, I hope?”

“It will be a few years’ time to do so since some people are of the belief I still live there, but I can content myself with knowing that I own the house, his company car, and the company he works for,” Harry said flashing June a smirk that made her heart pound from the pure power and dominance behind it and her body anticipate the moment she knew he was legal. “Unfortunately, there are people with some political and legal influence that would cause issues unless I go public about things, and then I would be inundated with people pestering me more than the fame they seem to be so entranced with. It didn’t help that I was mostly in obscurity for a decade, and yet they had somewhat accurate pictures, but the most irritating thing was that one of my supposed financial managers closest to introduction was a half bow in a shop without a word said. This is a really nice meal, June, May and I appreciate you going to the trouble of making it for us.”

“Thank you, Harry,” the two women said with a slight blush and re-crossing of legs from his appreciative smile. “You are more than welcome.”

The table quieted down as they ate their meal, and there were plenty of looks directed between everyone there. As Harry had said the food was excellent, and there was some subtle flirting between Harry and June as they talked about more inconsequential things instead of the food souring past Harry had experienced. Vince had decided not to upset the women in bothering Harry as even May was responding to him and his body language, while Vince felt a bit more inclined to go along with things. He definitely didn’t want to be in their little place here while the girls talked, and enjoying the air would be nice while the two men could talk about things without the ladies bitching about their topics. Normally they talked while Harry helped him on his current bike project or the car or other such things, but here there was not those opportunities, and as much as Vince loved his wife he didn’t want to hear her giving advice on how to give blowjobs among other things or what to say to get Harry bothered or tips on how Harry should lick them or they each other.

Eventually after the food was finished and the table was cleared, the girls followed June to discuss things while May went to get some sun, and both Harry and Vince gave her appreciative looks as her breasts were as perky as ever and her suit was molded to her bottom. Harry was wondering how she would feel while Vince was recalling how good she had felt the night before along with June. He had definitely noticed the looks of interest both his lovers were shooting Harry, and if he hadn’t known better would have expected that Harry was old enough for them to be inclined to pick up for a romp or more. It was possible that something had happened and Vince wondered if Harry was the boy toy on the beach that had left June drenched when he and May had returned after having fun while June had checked on the girls on the same day Harry had wandered off with a very much relaxed and obviously recently fucked Fleur.

Given that Harry had done everything short of sing that he had fucked Fleur, and it seemed even up the ass with how tender she had been sitting, it was possible that June had caught him with his pants down and as aroused as some sights could get his beloved wife that she would pass up the opportunity especially since Harry looked legal while they were on a vacation where they usually had no string attached encounters to get their lust on. He didn’t really want to see them going at it, but it was possible that it would have happened anyways within a few years anyways, and since magic existed it was possible that some other impossibilities happened that left them older , or their magic made them age quicker while it was possible their world had different laws about such things.

“Well at least out here we don’t have to hear their girl talk, and it was mortifying enough what they talked about as I cheated out of being their bag handler with some tricks when we were shopping,” Harry said as he slid into one of the deck chairs near their beach place. “Remind me to be properly grateful that your bike needs that much work because I don’t want to walk on whatever they are talking about now especially with the giggling. I know I will never understand them, but I think they try to drive us mad for their amusement a bit too often. Still the beach is nice this morning, and May definitely is attracting a crowd this time.”

“That would be because we aren’t there around her or June, Harry, and the beach is nice this morning although that day your friend came was something else,” Vince said as he looked into the cooler between their chairs that was filled with their beverages from the night before. “I have to say that day was very distracting, and I was rather shocked that Hermione was trying to tell both of us she wasn’t a little girl anymore, but you already suspected that would happen eventually like I should have done. June was certain that you two would date eventually, and I don’t have a problem with that or your exploring with the girls since I would be a hypocrite if I did. It is not as if you plan on hurting them, and you at least understand that bragging is a rather sure sign of having nothing to brag about.”

“True, I see no reason to brag about how well I do in school, or as you don’t want to know kiss and such, but like everything else it seems those that talk the loudest don’t understand that actions speak louder in such cases,” Harry said as he saw Vince was looking in the cooler full of ice and charmed to keep the contents chilled but not frozen even as he tried not to let images of Harry with the girls and his daughter and niece in particular in his mind. “June is right that I do plan on dating Hermione when we are older and able to actually go on dates, but like everything else is complicated with the girls. Alice and Anne have been interested for a long time, but while we click, there is more connection with Hermione and I suppose they are hashing it out in there as we speak. I like kissing them and it is not as if as you said you were different. I am just not sure where to go on things as complicated seems like an understatement. I wish we could just talk about normal things since as cruel to say to the father of the woman I am planning to date that you are the closest thing to a male role model and stand in father figure that I have. On the plus side, the girls are in there talking where we don’t have to hear them, and May is out there getting some rather lustful look-overs. I almost think this would be easier in your garage with tools and your bike than out here on the beach where scantily clad women are so distractively moving about. You do know that I hope things work out like it did with you two as you are the closest to a sane relationship I have seen as the Dursleys are dysfunctional to say the least.”

Vincent could see that as he had me the two in passing a few times and almost wished that he was their dentist so he could forget the pain killer when doing some work on Vernon, as the man reminded him of many a bully bigoted twat that had wanted to sneer at them. The man was the epitome of shortsighted greedy self-righteous pricks that would bay for their blood because their marriage was unconventional and did more than have had June lay back and think of Queen and Country while trying to get her pregnant let alone enjoy pleasuring each other. The family loved proclaiming they were normal and conforming to society while rubbing people’s noses in their mediocre success and things.

Petunia, he knew, was a gossip that loved hearing about scandal and started rumors that would ruin lesser people from how easily it spread while being less true than most entertainment tabloids. Their local community should be scandalized at the level of putrescent lies and rumormongering that they did, and yet some believed the filthy blatant petty lies about Harry, but most of the community it seemed loathed the Dursleys and those Dudley associated with while their mothers thought they were upstanding citizens busy enjoying tea with each other. Vincent knew better and since Alice lived there, he found out that Harry and his friends had stomped Dudley’s gang of juvenile delinquents while the delinquents’ families tried to blame Harry for everything.

As Harry had said, they were dysfunctional to say the least, and he was surprised that the hellish childhood had not rendered Harry to the point of making those rumors true, but it was likely that the abuse that was so obviously covered up had ended with some potent accidental magic now that he knew about it existing. Still there was an opportunity without Hermione or June here to get some more information, as it seemed that his princess had entered a world with blatantly inaccurate information, and as much as he repressed that part of his past, information was the key to survival. Harry obviously had known about the magical world for a while and for some reason besides the Boy-Who-Lived thing, there was something very important that concerned Hermione being his friend that he had to know.

Unfortunately, as close as the two were there were some problems with such discussions without the usual easing that working on his bike or their car would do. It was an awkward thing to discuss especially as it was your daughter wants to date your almost adopted son, and your wife thinks they make a good couple with them also sharing a girlfriend in Dora as they did May. Why couldn’t this just be in a few years and some boy he wasn’t almost male bonded with be the one sniffing after his daughter and trying to get in her panties as that would be easier to deal with happening, but no, Harry had to be a decent sort who just seemed to have a decent group of attractive girls including his daughter and niece interested in getting in his pants as well as likely long term unconventional relationship with him and each other. He was still partially trying not to congratulate his almost adopted son for hooking up with Fleur who had made his cock ache as well as Dora who almost had to be their girlfriend.

So with all of that complicating things, June and May were getting more interested and he had heard some fantasies June had about Harry already when she was in afterglow and fucking as well. At least Vince wasn’t feeling emasculated by a younger man getting her juices flowing, as that had happened before, but Harry did seem to have a presence that he managed to keep from clouding the room when he was around. It reminded Vince of a few of the more potent dominants that they had met, and while it hadn’t made him feel like dropping down and giving Harry head it did make him feel less bothered that June wanted Harry to throw her to the ground and pound her into it while having her screaming his name in multiple orgasms. The greeting he had given Fleur the other day had gotten her flustered and for some reason Vince suspected that Harry was well versed at oral, and he could have sworn he had seen Harry’s tongue wrap around a Popsicle in a way if it had been a woman he would have been aching from the blood redirection. His eyes had to have been playing tricks that his tongue vibrated while being longer than normal, but for all he knew it was some magic trick, and with all of that in his head, it was difficult to figure out how to have a conversation about these things even without factoring in Hermione was his daughter or his wife wanted to ride him hard and put him away wet.

“So like you said, the girls are talking with June and May is out on the beach, then I guess we should talk about some other things then, Harry,” Vincent said as he struggled with how to discuss with his almost adopted son what he was doing with his daughter in more concrete understanding. “We have talked about some of these things, and I was wondering if there is anything else you wanted to know. You’re almost as scarily brilliant as my Hermione, and if June isn’t telling her now, then she already has put it together anyways. I dropped the question when she was around, and she will be upset about me asking possibly more than the other stuff, but I do need to know what you are getting the girls involved in, Harry.”

“And here I was hoping for the ‘Don’t hurt her’ speech, but I guess I should tell you at least some of this since Hermione is definitely telling June the more noteworthy stuff,” Harry said with a sigh and accepted the drink Vincent offered him. “Professor McGonagall sugar coated the hell out of her introduction for a damn good reason, Vince. Did you ever wonder what would have happened if Hermione hadn’t accepted the invitation? Nothing good I can tell you that much at the least, and one thing to get is that we magic users live longer and the more powerful the longer we can live. With longevity comes a resistance to change, and in general the society in Britain is manorial if not medieval in hierarchy with the Noble Houses above the lesser houses and purebloods in general over half-bloods with squibs and those like Hermione on the bottom. Hogwarts does have advantages especially for Hermione, Alice, and Anne as even with the prejudice based on heritage graduating from there grants some allowances.”

“Let me guess Noble House then?” Vince asked as he looked at Harry who nodded and he grabbed two somewhat potent bottles of drink handing one to Harry while opening the other. “So what does that mean, and I will say I have the feeling that your friendship does more than granting some allowances. You said manorial and medieval hierarchy, and if I recall back then a lord could do whatever with those dwelling on their land.”

“Still the case, but thankfully most houses aren’t at the same level as either the House of Potter or the House of Black, and even most of them have had issues the past century so overlooked a lot do to their internal concerns,” Harry said as he opened his bottle and took a somewhat deep drink from it. “Like any other system those at the top ensure they stay on top, and for the most part muggleborns need patronage to get a decent job unless they do really well and have the leg up from Hogwarts otherwise they have to get a leg up the old fashioned way. Glass ceiling as well, and I don’t like the concept that if Hermione wasn’t my friend she would at best end up in middle level in a field unless she did some time on her knees and back. It is almost the opposite of what we are used to in sexual harassment and other things where it is almost expected to have slept your way up. Right I take it that you have some questions now.”

“I do and first I am not going to ask what you have been doing with Hermione, as I doubt I want to know, but I can guess at least more than kissing as we already know,” Vince said as he drained some of his own drink feeling the slight relaxation as he did so. “I also am fairly certain that you have had sex of various types with Fleur, and I can understand that as well as Dora being Hermione’s girlfriend while you are her boyfriend. I believe since June will be sharing in there that you should know a bit more about how things are between us. While we are married, we are not monogamous, and since it is likely blatant to you that May is our girlfriend similar to how Dora and Hermione are both your girlfriends, and that is without bringing in Alice or Anne.”

“Well that is somewhat of a relief to be honest, Vince, as I hate to say it to you, but your wife is sexy as hell and seeing how similar Hermione looks already I can say we both have good tastes in women, and I would be a fool of the highest sort to piss the girls off,” Harry said as he took a less deep drink letting the flavor actually be enjoyed instead of the warmth when it hit his stomach. “Monogamy might be nice, but I doubt either Hermione, or I, let alone the rest of the girls will actually practice it considering that Hermione and Alice are a lot like June. So besides being relatively open and the ladies we know most likely enjoy both sides, I take it that June didn’t tell you some of her earlier talk with Hermione and hinted at what some would consider unconventional relations. Since that is the case I can say that while our relationships are similar that the monogamy will be impossible thanks to those people I lived with, as I can’t play the submissive as it goes against the grain too much, but Dora enjoys helping Hermione on that side of things.”

“So Hermione takes after both of us, and given how easily it seemed you can lead them around and had Fleur acting almost doting compared to how she seemed when we first met that there is more to just being an almost pure dominant when it comes to behavior,” Vince said as he looked at the sun sparkling off the beverage in his still mostly full bottle. “I saw the looks earlier, and I know that June was planning things for when you are legal. I can understand it as while I can be a dominant that it is easier when June goes all Mistress on me to roll over, and she can pick up on that at times. So we are both switches and Hermione took after both of us, but June does crave that feeling of being dominated where she can’t pick up on any subconscious cues. So why is June giving a more thorough talk now, and what does it mean about things?”

“Right, other thing they didn’t tell you is that the age of consent due to circumstances is younger at the original British age and that also applies to arranging marriages, which I don’t seem to have to deal with at the moment,” Harry said as he snagged a bit of leftover desert from breakfast a soft pastry to munch on between sips and looking out at the beach. “Hermione is going to admit that we are legal and that they had plans for that considering that my claiming my inheritance declared me the equivalent of an emancipated minor while most of the business holdings are more than sufficient for financial independence. Fleur was a bit of practice, and Hermione was able to tell that her attitude had gotten me a bit irritable. Two inheritances of importance, Vince, and while the Potter holdings in England are extensive and I can say we haven’t given an inch of land since before the Romans, here in France the Blacks, which I am from my paternal grandmother related as well as my godfather, had more significant influence from the various issues over the centuries.”

“So that is why Apolline shifted her behavior so easily, and here I was thinking it was you seem to bring out the submissive side of people with your dominant personality, but I guess that had a factor in it as well,” Vince said as he downed a bit more out of the oversized bottle while shaking his head at the humor of it. “So you and Hermione, Dora and Fleur are legal so I take it that the girls won’t put off things and neither will Alice from what I know while Anne is a bit more straightforward if a bit off at times. It probably is for the best we can’t hear them and June will definitely find out you are legal so expect some more persuasion than flirting.”

“I already am expecting that and I hate to say it, but if it wasn’t for the fact we both respect you and Hermione wants to be there when it happens, I expect our accidents would have not stopped short of more than frothing and you know how June can get,” Harry said with sigh as he drained most of his drink feeling the relaxing affects ease his tongue just a bit. “I managed somehow to not succumb when June used that voice on me, but considering that Fleur had been very enthusiastic a few hours before that did help, and I still didn’t fight too hard when reciprocating orgasms was brought up. She loves you like mad, but I hate to say it Antoine Delacour has it worse as Apolline is half Veela and they are sexually hungry like you wouldn’t believe.”

“So I take it that you were the one that drenched June when we came in for our shower fun, and you also fucked Fleur to submission despite being part sexual magical being as well as her mother,” Vince said as he looked at his bottle and topped it off with some straight liquor before downing several shots worth. “I should feel something bad about this, but June does enjoy that these trips tend to be where we throw our few inhibitions and restraints to the side. It helps that here there is less chance some of the more prudish assholes are not going to cause us as well as our family problems. You never mentioned what Antoine Delacour does either, Harry, so what does he do?”

“Antoine is in the French Ministry of Magic as a Senior Department Head, International and Internal Affairs in particular, which means running the equivalent of the Ministry of Intelligence as well as Internal Affairs, and it is likely he will be Minister in a few years, but I suppose that sounds impressive enough to start,” Harry said with a glance to the beach where plenty of men and women were vying to oil May up as he sipped his drink even after Vince had topped his off with some of the potent drink. “Fleur was an only child at first, but she has a younger sister that is currently eight and unfortunately like most magic raised has the fictional image that some book publishers created to make money off my name. Antoine has been rather accommodating since the Black’s hold the title of Marquis Noir and on the magic side, it is closer to owning a good chunk of land along with political influence on par with the combined influence I have in magical Britain. I do have an appointment later in the day to get to, but we do have some things to talk about even if it is embarrassing. I think it was a good idea to top off our drinks with something stronger since I think it is going to get a bit mortifying.”

“You sexually dominated the wife and daughter of the French version of MI and IA and it is going to get mortifying after that you say, while I guess adding something stronger than wine to our drinks has proven necessary,” Vince said in shock as the rum added to the almost liter wine cooler had mellowed him a bit enough to keep him from being more distraught at the absurdity life seemed to be becoming now. “I thought it was bad enough that Fleur and Dora are almost as achingly attractive as I find June and May, and Apolline was distracting as well when we met, but she like Fleur seemed to have eyes for you, while June has been thinking about you since Hermione came home. I take it that a slip up happened when you said goodbye to them for a few weeks, and that there was that day with Fleur on the beach, but it has been some time and yet you managed not to succumb to June’s charms, which is rather impressive.”

“It was rather difficult considering how sexy June is, and when she asks or begs it is harder than I want to admit to stop,” Harry said with a smile as May had a few other women rubbing in some oil while she smiled contentedly. “We hugged and grinded a bit at the station, while her dress worked its way up and her panties moved out of the way until stopping as our rubbing resulted in sinking in a bit, but Hermione was there and I think she had hoped the shock wouldn’t happen until she could work her hand between us and arrange our meeting. As for after Fleur, open mouth hug with catching those marvelous breasts in my face and rubbing until my pants were drenched before we stopped mostly. June did try to get me inside after a bit of cloth covered penetration, but it did result in feeling those luscious lips around me. Before she went to surprise you in the shower she sucked me again, and I caressed her until she came before joining you after she told me some things and a promise to show of my tongue.”

“You are trying to distract me and get me worked up enough to drag may off somewhere since June is doing a girl talk with the girls,” Vince said downing more of the potent brew and watching as some attractive women rubbed oil onto May’s breasts and her own. “So June likely overheard the girls talking and that means you have been doing more than kissing, but I suspected that anyways, and I don’t really want to know the details. I do know how good June can be with her mouth, and the shower surprise was nice for all three of us, but you will learn about that soon enough I guess. Just tell me that magical protection is more fool proof and I will be happy even if both of us wish we could have had another child as well.”

“The protections are practically foolproof as are the conception methods, Vince, and as much as I will want a decent sized family, I don’t want to start that anytime soon,” Harry said as he thought about what he had admitted. “The thought of June and May in the shower is a nice one, and I suspect the girls will want to try things out as things move along. I know that there will be some pressure put on me by them after all of this, and I hope that this revelation doesn’t ruin things, but I don’t plan to stop them in the future or to ruin the closest thing to a familial relationship I have with you. I do expect that Alice and Anne will be upset and like June the moment we both are legal they will want to do things especially since I have already and I know they have wanted more for a while now.”

“They are competitive from what I have seen, and Hermione and Alice compete as surely as their mothers did, but I can see that will wish to catch up as soon as possible,” Vince said as he downed most of his drink while Harry sipped a bit more as they talked. “I hope this doesn’t upset you, but we had hoped for two kids and almost adopting you has been the closest I have had to fulfilling my desire to be a father to both a son and daughter. It is something you will get as you get older and likely might feel with any younger male friends that need to have a role model, and I think Hermione mentioned a friend named Neville that you were helping out of his shell, but it is different with a son all your own even if you have been the closest I have had to that feeling.”

The two shared a look even as their talk had been more emotional than they normally had, but they had become family in a way even before June had been obvious in her matchmaking Harry and Hermione. It had been helpful for Vince to relate things to Harry who had no real male role models he could remember, and Harry suspected that something blocked more than flashes of his life before that Halloween Night, but he could recall the color of the curse and Hagrid flying him on Sirius’s bike where Dumbledore dropped him off like milk on the doorstep. McGonagall had been there as well before that damn sleep spell had hit him to ensure he slept through the night, but before that he heard her opinion yet she didn’t have the wherewithal to stand by her convictions. It had subconsciously made him more disaffectionate to being sorted Gryffindor even with his Ravenclaw and Slytherin tendencies, but he had not wanted to be caught up in the Gryffindor/Slytherin rivalry as it was.

He could just see if he had been sorted there and fallen into Dumbledore’s test that he was a naïve Gryffindor that when trying to warn her that Quirrell or likely he would have believed Snape was after the stone, she would have ignored them as Dumbledore had things well in hand. She was ineffectual whenever that man was involved, and he had been reading the journals he had acquired that were hidden in his vaults, but while Alice Longbottom was his godmother, Minerva McGonagall had been his father’s godmother and as such should have been somewhat involved in his life instead of leaving him with the Dursleys and Dumbledore’s minder. It was somewhat depressing when he realized that the nice cat lady had been there to keep an eye on him, and yet failed to ensure his earlier mistreatment ended, but it was moot as his retribution would be brutal and enduring. Sirius would have liked dealing out some punishment, but he was still in Azkaban even though the Dementors were not bothering him and he had conjugal visits with Amanda.

Unfortunately for his wrongfully imprisoned godfather, Vince had fit the role of cool uncle that Sirius had wanted, but Remus was a different matter entirely because he had been absent even if possibly not by choice, and Harry doubted that Peter could have pulled it off even though he wished he knew where the rat was so that there would be a way to get Sirius free that didn’t involve Dumbledore. Dumbledore, Crouch, and Bagnold had pushed through his lack of trial with Dumbledore claiming that he had been told that Sirius was the keeper, which had been good enough even though it was technically hearsay. Not that it mattered as Dumbledore had been considered irrefutable in his opinions being taken as fact, and since he stated it there was no question of the lie being truth even by the Death Eaters while they easily bought their way out, but it was irrelevant as Sirius would have been in the way thus even if Dumbledore knew he was innocent that he would have been removed anyways. Those were more reasons why Harry had kept his relationship with as almost adopted, but not filed the paperwork besides the oddness of being attracted to his adopted sister and having Hermione attracted to her adopted brother let alone June.

“Well, Vince, I feel the same way since I was cheated out of that with my father, but I have an appointment to get to with the father of a girl I have been fucking as well as his wife, and you have a sexy woman to keep company before she gets inundated with more explicit offers, while I doubt the girls want to be bothered by any men at the moment unless you want to be a demonstration object,” Harry said as he set his empty bottle down and stood up. “You are a lucky man Vince, and I don’t just mean having those two lovelies love and lust after you so much. I don’t know if I will be as good a father as you have been, but with your example and a decade or so from now, it might work out. Even with June eventually succumbing to the need to have grandbabies, I can hope to have us through University and established in a field before then. I know they don’t plan on being stay at home housewives at least not always, and we have plenty of time to make our decisions.”

“At least you don’t plan on doing something rash like getting all of them pregnant, but you do want a large family, Harry, and I can understand why you do want one because as an orphan you will want to have what you missed out on, while ensuring that it doesn’t happen again,” Vincent said as he drained the last of his more potent drink and rose to his feet as well. “I am grateful that I don’t have to worry about that even if June will get the urge to have grandbabies to spoil sooner than later even if you are planning on waiting a while still. It would be probably sooner than I would like, as something resulted in our only having Hermione, and not from lack of trying. It almost seemed a miracle we were able to have Hermione, but I guess life isn’t fair in how it works. Still I can hope that we have a quality daughter instead of how quantity obsessed people are at times. Now as you reminded me I have May to see and I can hope that things work out for everyone, but knowing that you and my daughter are legal is a bit disconcerting especially since June is going to find out when Hermione tells her during their talk in there. I had to repeat that since it seems a bit odd that just as you look old enough that they would pick you up for a roll is when you admit to being legally able to fuck their brains out.”

“It would be a lie if I said June was not sexy as hell, Vince, but what will be will be, and I am kind of grateful we didn’t come to blows over what has happened already,” Harry said as he looked over to where May was sunbathing and the almost circle of people drinking in her presence. “As long as it doesn’t cause problems I don’t have a problem letting the chemistry come to fruition, and seeing June shows me how I would have to be an idiot to ruin things with Hermione as they look like sisters. My worry is that while June, Hermione and you are alright with it that May might be a bit shocked since she knows our age, but doesn’t grasp the complications of our differences. McGonagall forgot to mention the fact that we go through puberty sooner and our ladies go through menopause later while we do age slower after puberty. Practicing more potent magic earlier forces our magic to develop and our bodies to handle it, and unlike some, we have been definitely not caring about the not applicable underage magic laws. According to scans my body is closer to a fifteen year old than my real age without shortening my lifespan any if that helps deal with the situation.”

“That definitely helps, but just don’t expect me to watch when it happens as I would have to be blind not to see the looks June has been giving you as well as the other women around you,” Vincent said as he had over the course of their talk come to accept things. “Now you go enjoy your meeting with Antoine Delacour, while I try to keep May from being upset I wasn’t down there distracting her before we find a new little spot to play. I might go out and see about a casual bit of fun when you do seduce June, but I think you already have without the full contact play.”

“Yeah, I think I have, but just don’t be too upset if she gets distracted at times,” Harry said as they made their way towards where May was. “One of my magical gifts is Parseltongue which besides speaking to snakes and some magic related to that it gave me a practically prehensile vibrating tongue. Fleur liked it a lot, and I expect that gushing for over an hour did help her become less of a prissy haughty tease.”

“While I am proud for you, I am also horrified with how you likely have used that on Hermione and will definitely use that on June,” Vincent said as he moved and kissed May to distraction while the crowd blinked in shock. “May here seems a bit shocked, and I wonder if that trick does help on normal kisses. Just in the interest of the pursuit of man answers of course, Harry.”

“Why not?” Harry asked before kissing the dazed May who ended up in his lap giving him a lap dance while her breasts rubbed against him until she shuddered in his arms. ”I would say that was an answer, Vince. Do have fun with May now that she is warmed up.”

Vince laughed as Harry walked away with women gazing at him hungrily before he was dragged off by May. Harry just smirked as that happened and continued his walk to the nearest Floo to get to Antoine’s office at the French Ministry. Vince would be thoroughly ridden with how worked up the two kisses had rendered May, and Harry couldn’t be happier that his parents by proxy were happy, but he doubted that doing that would have helped Vince accept the inevitable if he was against it. They may not have been a full on open swinging couple, but both had accepted that spice was needed to keep things interesting, and since it didn’t destroy their marriage with cheating, both normally enjoyed some pleasurable times with women when it struck their fancy. Sure, they did tend to share the same tastes so they often enough shared the women who often enjoyed the fun, and at least they didn’t have problems with jealousy when they did that although it took effort not to focus on only one partner when together.

As Harry took the Floo, he realized that his relationship was similar to his pseudo parent’s relationship except that he was a pure dominant in his relationships. They did bring in new women that they shared such as May, and Harry found his life better for the unexpected bits even as he also had the control he had wanted since the Dursleys had originally taken his control from him before his transformation. This would be mostly a more business discussion with Antoine, and at least he didn’t mind his time with his wife, but Apolline was Veela enough to be almost insatiable, while he was civilized enough to ensure she was happy regardless of his limitations in soothing her needs.

He smirked as he exited Antoine’s personal secure Floo entrance as his investigation had paid off, but Antoine had given him a password to access for this meeting, and the Marquis Noir had access to various parts of the French Ministry for the same reason that the Lord Potter had unlimited access to the British Ministry Building. They owned the land, but he was looking forward to revealing that fact to him today. Sure, he had his independent island or actually islands from both his inheritances, but there were plenty of privileges he hadn’t told Vince earlier. Some of his privileges were offset with his responsibilities and duties, but he was aware that the British Ministry had violated that in the case of Sirius Black, and it was a difficult matter to push through the paperwork to ensure he was released instead of disposed of before the violation of his right as a scion of a Noble and Ancient House to a trial before his peers was discovered.

Looking over the office, Harry saw an attractive brunette woman with medium sized breasts dressed in a somewhat provocative business suit flirting with Antoine, and the looks the two gave each other were rather heated. He could pick up their scents being spiced with arousal, and the room had lingering yet potent traces of Apolline on it. It was likely that Antoine had a nooner with Apolline frequently there with her aroma practically imbedded in the furniture especially the desk, but given her appetites for being eaten that was no surprise. She might have been here before, but the lingering scent was on the room and the occupants so he would need a closer observation to tell if Apolline had sampled the beauty currently flirting with Antoine.

“Good afternoon, Antoine, I am sorry if I am here at a bad time, but I had some personal business to attend to before this,” Harry said as he was slightly behind when he thought he would be there even though his scheduled time was a bit later. “I wouldn’t want to intrude on any business you have with this lovely and more than just eye candy lady you have here, but I suppose I should introduce myself. I am Harry Potter among other things, and I am supposed to be meeting with Monsieur Delacour here about some business.”

“It is good to see you again, Harry, this is Marionette Duchamp, my secretary amongst other things, and Marionette this is Harry Potter as he said, but he also holds a title here in France that we are keeping under hat right now,” Antoine said as he watched Marionette react to Harry’s presence while giving him more of a look over even if she was confused by how older he looked. “I will admit that for many years Marionette has helped me get through the nightmare that is my paperwork, but you would understand that frustration as well. I suppose personal assistant is a better title for this darling woman, and it is not as if the pay is as bad as a starting secretary.”

“Good afternoon, Mariette it is a pleasure to meet you,” Harry said taking her hand and kissing it gently while looking at how doing so affected her as her eyes dilated and she shifted her legs at the sudden increase in heat her body felt. “It is good to know that besides Apolline there is someone around to keep an eye on Antoine here, and I hope he isn’t too much of a bother. Not to offend you, but he does have a somewhat trying job, and I only hope that he remembers to relax enough to stay focused.”

Mariette was panting as his fingers caressed her wrist, and Harry had to resist smirking at how easily it was winding her up, but he had been lucky that May hadn’t known he was legal or she would have jumped him before his earlier kiss had got her about to mount him until the kiss resulted in her being distracted enough to pass her in need of sex self to Vince. She had been possibly a few minutes away of bouncing in his lap and audience be damned, but Vince was benefitting from her excitement currently, and it was not as if June wasn’t plotting on his playing with both of them soon enough. It was nice to relax and not have to rein in his natural state, but he knew that June and May would have been rendered utterly beyond reason with need if he hadn’t, and May had been one reason he had to throttle back his aura, pheromones, and body language since her greater submissive tendencies had been urging him to have her crawling or on her knees at first meeting. If he hadn’t been used to reining in those urges with June earlier, Harry would have accidentally ended up with her disrobed and between his legs worshipping him as her instincts would have demanded she do.

“It is a pleasure to meet you Mr. Potter, wait if I recall correctly you will be Lord Potter at your coming of age, and it is possible that you have done so if you are meeting with Antoine currently,” Marionette managed to say as her mind was fogged with his presence and even Antoine felt some urges to acquiesce to Harry even though he was beyond grateful that Apolline was not leaving him almost dead from her hunger right now. “Well then Lord Potter, I hope your business isn’t bad, and you should know that my confidentiality oaths will keep anything that happens in the office secret. I suspect that whatever you both are keeping under your hats will be very interesting to find out.”

“You can be certain of that, my dear, and you will definitely appreciate when you find out,” Antoine said with a smile even as he was well aware of her past and how she would react as a longtime member of a particular series of clubs and lifestyle. “Now I do appreciate how exciting meeting Harry is, but while it does seem a bit under your talents, would you get us some food? Discussing some things over a meal is easier, and you will enjoy listening to the conversation. Besides, who knows you might like today’s desert. Was there something in particular you want, Harry?”

“Something with a bit of substance would be good, Marionette, and possible it being stuffed for flavor,” Harry said as he watched Marionette shiver with his bit of innuendo. “I plan to have a rather vigorous afternoon, and having enough energy to keep my stamina up is a necessity. I suppose since I am here and as the saying goes when in Rome that we will likely have some wine with our meal. Something a little bit sweet since sour isn’t the mood I think we are all in right now, and I have been asked to have some sweet things despite its effect on teeth even though I am staying with a pair of dentists right now. I do admit that I like drinking some of the sweeter juices that one can say is almost as delicious as honey can be.”

Releasing her hand with a panty-soaking smile, Marionette nodded along with what he said and began to move to get their food. She was very confused that while Harry was both a celebrity, famous, and wealthy there was something about him that was driving her body to distraction. Antoine was very important in his position in the ministry and some thought he would be Minister soon enough as it was, but Harry had got her so hot and bothered that while he had kissed her hand she had needed to bite back the moan as if his kiss was directly applied to her already warm and moist sex. His two fingers caressing her wrist had been almost as stimulating her body as if he had them inside her, and she had been wondering if he was going to give her a look that she would know meant to drop to her knees and suck him or if Antoine would watch as she was bent over his desk as she had so many times been by both her boss and his sexy incredibly demanding wife.

She walked away with a sway to her hips and hope that his eyes were hungrily gazing at her ass. She wouldn’t mind some stuffing of her own, and his last innuendo made her sopping wet since it sounded like he wouldn’t mind drinking her juices as he lapped at her heated sex. His kiss on her hand had traced with his tongue that seemed so potent, but he was on first names with both the Delacours so he could know Apolline and if his tongue was that good then she would definitely have tried it. Something about his body language made her want to kneel and beg for his attention, and Marionette had little doubt that if he entered one of the clubs he would not be recognized as one major dominant, but the odds of him being Marquis Noir owner of the Club Noir or now clubs was minute. It would be wonderful as he did fit in with how he moved and acted, and she knew that the terms of membership allowed the marquis to enjoy any of the women in the club. There were talks of widening it, but forcing someone outside of their limits was discouraged even though pushing the boundaries was.

“First off Harry as Marionette is getting us some food to enjoy as we discuss things, let me thank you for your time here and while I am a proud man, I will say thank you for taking the edge off Apolline as I am not as young as I once was,” Antoine said as Harry entered the room and he moved from his desk to the side table where he took lunch with his wife and or secretary daily for the most part. “I love her, I truly do, but I am only human if wizard and that woman can leave me drained as well as any woman or man in bed with us. I do not know how you managed to sate her so utterly as well as your lovers including Fleur, but as long as you don’t leave her as wound up as that day you met than I will be safe. It would be humiliating to admit that I could not satisfy my wife even after our years of marriage normally, but with her heritage Apolline can be very needy, and it is less frowned on here than in Britain for a woman to seek her needs be met, while normally it is more frowned on in not satisfying one’s lovers here. So again thank you for it is difficult to function let alone ensure my families wellbeing when I am dehydrated and almost emaciated from satisfying her needs.”

“I would say it is my pleasure, and it was very pleasurable for me indeed, but Apolline was not expecting it to be as it was either,” Harry said as Antoine opened the bottle of wine and offered him some before the meal. “Due to circumstances of my heritage and some of the magic I use, I have found that this summer my libido has been almost insatiable not that my lovers object too much as this trip is the first I have had which was not strictly business at all. My only worry is if I am still as hungry when I need to focus and spend greater effort on my other responsibilities, but as a man I can say it is somewhat thrilling to know I can leave my lovers utterly sated and unable to move after hours of sensual and sexual pleasures. I do believe that with some additions that Apolline will be less debilitating in her needs, and in part that was her fault for letting her arrogance irritate some unknowingly important women.”

“Yes, I had tried to acquire some of those toys to keep her content, but while she could buy outfits there the marital aids were blacklisted for her actions, and I doubted she would ever do what the owner required as an apology,” Antoine said as the idea of his wife begging on her knees to eat a woman out as well as spend hours tonguing her ass seemed unlikely as most sexual encounters were focused on her own pleasures even when it had left him completely pussy whipped to her sexual desires. “Still at least I have managed to avoid hearing how you did it, and would like to remain doing so for a long time. Women compare us far more brazenly than they allow us with their actions, but that is the way of things. The trip has been restful for you I believe, and everyone needs time to unwind in their own ways. A bit of food and drink as we discuss things will help keep things form becoming stressed. How does the wine taste for you as you have yet to gain the experience in that to truly be a connoisseur of such fair and I wish to know if more of the cellar will be drained for those lessons?”

“It is a light and smooth mix not too sweet but sweet enough with a full bodied flavor, but I will say it reminds me of how Polly tastes when she truly begins flowing, and I will say that sampling those tastes have been my focus compared to sampling the delight of fine wines; although, like each bottle is slightly different so too is each woman and every glass is not uniform as each tasting can be influenced by many factors,” Harry said smiling slightly as he inhaled the pleasing aroma of the food and the secretary responding to their banter. “The food does smell wonderful, and it is easier to talk amicably over a meal than across a desk. I spend too much time behind them as it is; although, sometimes they can be enjoyable when used correctly. Still I think that you have more experience with that than I, but all work does require paperwork and other grueling tasks for the day to day matters.”

“I do at that, but I don’t doubt you will have many various experiences to draw on in the coming years, and I will say this is far more pleasant than some of the posturing I normally deal with in this office,” Antoine said looking at his desk fondly as he recalled the times Apolline had been bent over it or beneath it as well as when he enjoyed some play with others such as his current secretary, while the last time with the three of them in the office had been interesting with Apolline on her desk with his tongue in her as Mariette bobbed her head beneath the desk before things became more involved. “You could have come in here making demands and other things of a less than pleasant nature. At least unlike most British would, you haven’t tried to use any dalliances in France to push through your insistent agenda, and that is nice as the Ambassador still does not fit in and thinks we are horribly degenerate beasts consumed by our lusts as if we were all Veela without any control. Now while Veela and we are passionate people, I find it offensive how often they consider our culture inferior and try to impose their beliefs and sensibilities on us. At least they do not think to make our people loath themselves, but their almost Victorian sensibilities can be equally upsetting to someone especially if they are used to the more metropolitan cities here.”

They looked over as Marionette walked in and Harry set his wine glass down after looking at her in amusement. Antoine likely didn’t know how often he mixed his favorite juices to sample into his drinks, but his secretary did smell nice and she was responding to both of them, which was not unexpected. He considered some more small talk, but as she approached the table with steaming plates in hand, Harry realized that he was somewhat hungry and the wine was settling nicely in his stomach. He didn’t plan to be as much of a lush as Petunia was at times, but considering that she seemed horrified at divorcing him despite his lack of manners or other positive aspects, and he mostly placed it as her decision to continue an obviously petty and loveless marriage. He gave Marionette a more appreciative look as she placed the plates down while bending at her waist allowing both men to see far down her minimalistic concealing blouse enough to see nothing but her skin under her top. It was business like but a bit low cut for Britain, but more than acceptable in the warmer southern part of the continent.

Harry understood why the uniforms of Hogwarts was bulky as the castle could get drafty and every season save summer in Scotland was damp and cool so layers were a useful thing. Professor Sprout could have the body of a goddess, but it was more concealed under the layers she favored for working in the gardens than Molly Weasley had worn when picking her kids up. The only problem of his visiting the Twins this summer would be not offing their mother for her smothering and demanding attitude, but it was at least appeared to be far more affectionate than the screeching demanding that Petunia used to give him before. Still it was obvious that they would have to mix business over food instead of waiting until they were digesting to discuss the more heavy topics, but it was bad for eating to have sour topics during a meal, and yet what choice did they have not to deal with it eventually.

“So I suppose we should discuss the business that I have been putting off for the more pleasant parts of my trip, Antoine, and I might as well do so now as Hermione is busy talking girl talk with her mum, and if they hadn’t told you that Apolline and Fleur are making nice with Lela and her girls,” Harry said as he settled in the comfortable chair in Antoine’s office in the ministry while his fetching secretary who had both his and Apolline’s scent on her served them some lunch with a little bit of nice and smooth wine. “I have had time to look over the files you sent and those my own staff have compiled, and I have to ask what you think would be best outside of expanding the two major business ventures on both sides of the channel. The landholdings and the rest they provide are very lucrative as well as the investments in various businesses, but I think it is these two particular aspects that will make any negotiations and proceedings far easier than one would think.”

Antoine looked over at the two particular deeds that almost made him gasp in shock, as the terms were very intriguing and the consequences of what had been going on was truly terrifying. He did not want to believe that anyone let alone the ministries would be desperate enough to sign such contracts, but it was there in front of him in clear black and white, and he now knew that magical France would be foolish to cross the young man. Marquis Noir was very much not as inexperienced in such political games as he would have thought with his age, and this was before meeting with the Flamels more than a few times. He had expected something considering what his contacts among the goblins of Gringott's had mentioned, but it seemed the young man was also granted several rights no non-goblin had among the goblin nation, and if the tales of the utter slaughter he and his apprentices had done to the clan that had tried to steal from him then Antoine had little doubt that Harry would as assuredly crush any other opposition.

“I agree that these two particular provisions are intriguing, and it is probably even better that unlike workers in the British Ministries we of Magical France have such confidentiality agreements to prevent this from reaching others ears, but I can also see why you do not wish this to be known despite its usefulness as well as keeping your identity hidden at the moment,” Antoine said hedging a bit as he noticed that Marionette was standing waiting to be either dismissed or to help smooth over any negotiations, and it was lunch anyways so he motioned for her to help the men discussing keep their cool and she slid under their table. “Now Marionette will not under the terms of her employment be able to speak of the matters discussed todays even more binding than when dealing with most lawyers, and considering the topics we will talk about then we will both need some relaxing. I do have to ask, Harry, what you plan to do with owning these particular locations and the rather vicious terms that apply? It will not be necessary to leverage either ministry for permits as it is, and your controlled vote in the Wizengamot of Britain either directly or with long standing agreement to follow your house’s lead by their allies would be enough to push through most legislation. Similarly, you have a presence in the hereditary legislature here and also there is the fact that your island was and is recognized as an independent state with ties of friendship with Magical France, as well as being recognized if not voiced about by the ICW. I believe there is even a Gringott's located on the island, and when you return to Britain you don’t have to worry about their laws as the sovereign head of state unless you are using your influence as a noble there, but as Head of a Noble and Ancient House there are some similar immunities against some normal legal procedures such as not being able to be forced to take Veritaserum, required to have legal representation before the Wizengamot for any trial, and the more useful is the ability to settle honor duels legally.”

As Antoine had spoken, Marionette had been under the table relaxing them with a hands-on massage before otherwise ensuring the two were calm enough to discuss things, but she found her hands while moving on both that her mouth was on this Harry meeting with her boss. Sure, he was the Boy-Who-Lived, but there was something more enticing about him that reminded her of Apolline and how easy it was to want to bury her face in her folds. He did come off as a dominant even if he was young although he looked mature and closer to an adult than his age should be. It didn’t help that he smelled so good and her mind was almost nagging her to taste him as he filled her mouth.

“Those are definitely useful things, Antoine and they do make things very easy in comparison to how certain meddlers are doing, but I think I would like to hear what my position here also adds as I think Marionette will not cause problems if she finds out,” Harry said as he felt her stroking and now worshipping him with her mouth even as he felt as if her learning his title would drive her a bit crazy. “So as the Marquis Noir, what additional responsibilities and obligations as well as privileges is there, Antoine? I think that I should… it seems that there is something you didn’t tell me about Marionette in how she has become more enthusiastic. So Antoine what should I know about your PA that she is suddenly worshipping my dick like this?”

“Marionette is a club member, and you are attractive as is with your dominant personality reason for her to be aroused by you, but there hasn’t been a proper Marquis Noir to enjoy the services of the club members in a while,” Antoine said somewhat mellow from her fingers even as it was somewhat disappointing that she was worshiping Harry with her mouth instead of him. “Since you brought it up there is no way that she will be content without fulfilling the oath she took, but there is no time for you to enjoy her today to the level she wants. Still you now have someone here to play with when you want, and to in fact try some of the more extreme games with her.”

“I will enjoy that even as Mari seems fun to try some new toys and games on, and yet I hadn’t planned to visit the club this trip as I have a few inductees to bring into the lifestyle,” Harry said with barely any strain even as Mari was no longer trying to just relax him, but instead make him flood her mouth rapidly with her moving, sucking, and licking mouth. “Still I might have to move that up since Nikki’s toys will be a big hit now that there is more time spent researching, and I am sure testing them on Apolline and Fleur will help that out. Mari, drop your blouse and try these out and tell me how you like them when I am done enjoying your mouth.”

Harry reached into his pocket to pull out two of the newer clamps and reached under the table to pop them on her now exposed breasts. Her moan was very pleasant to feel, but her hands were barely still moving at all let alone nicely on both of them anymore. Still, Mari was used to such games at the club even though it was less intense a feeling of utter natural submission that she felt right now, but she was amazed that he hadn’t punished her for slowing down, and she struggled to resume pleasuring both of the aristocrats at the table. As it was, she hadn’t hesitated to move her hand from him to lower her blouse before returning it to his amazingly endowed flesh.

Antoine was disappointed as more of her efforts were going to Marquis Noir, but he could understand why that was due to his title and the membership rules of the club, and that didn’t even factor in the way he knew Harry had at bringing the submissive urges out from his pure dominating aura. Still her hand started moving on him again, while the way she responded to Harry’s order far quicker than any of his was irritating, but knowing that he was lucky that Harry was only interested in women even as he felt the compulsion of his aura compel him to not cause problems. Knowing he would see Apolline as eager and obedient did offset that, and not having to worry about being used to death by Fleur or Apolline was a relief. He did realize that Mari was slowly responding to Harry and working him a bit more responsive even if he didn’t feel her mouth on him even infrequently now.

“I think my plan to reveal that while we were both inside her your identity might have been more pleasant for me, but what is simply is, and there is not much that can be done about it,” Antoine said as he suspected that Mari would have howled and drained them when she found out his being the Marquis Noir. “Still I owe you for Apolline not leaving me crawling into work, but I think you could play poker even as she does that with how good you control your reactions. So considering that I was wondering if you are going to continue our discussion or just enjoy Mari as we did our food?”

“We should be able to talk a bit more, and still enjoy Mari now and a bit more later,” Harry said as he was enjoying her actions as he felt her enjoy servicing them and the added stimulation the clamps he had attached was causing. “So where were we before my little name drop pushed her to such distraction? Mari is rather good at this, but Apolline is better due to her heritage, and I know someone almost as good; although, there are some tricks that she has that I am never going to forget, while she is teaching some of my pets her tricks right now. Maybe I should take her to Lela’s shop where both your wife and daughter are apologizing for their past behavior, but I doubt either of us has the time to take her there even with seeing them using their tongues to apologize as well as testing some toys like Mari now has on her. Playing with her a bit after we talk a bit more about things will likely be enough for today.”

“Mari would like that as Apolline did use her hard even though she likes that,” Antoine said as he was certain that his day was looking up even with his missing out on some alone time with Mari or Apolline. “I suppose that was because of how likely it is that both Fleur and Apolline will be punished with frustration there, but I cannot blame Apolline for being a bit demanding earlier. Still I suppose as Mari is relaxing you that we can talk a bit about things that we have to discuss, but Mari is the one to ask about the clubs your title has access to and ownership of them, and yet there are other parts of your inheritance and legacies that would not have been listed in Britain. There is of course the Island of Isla Black, which is not officially part of France, but it has the simple similarity of being relatively independent state of its own, and it does interact with us closer to how a commonwealth country reacts with Britain. There are the landholdings in France that you know of and the clubs while belonging to House Black has not been accessibly as one could be Lord Black but not also Marquis Noir due to some requirements of the position. Some of the profits were accessibly to the Lord Black of the time, but it has been a while since a Lord Black has been Marquis Noir, and it was during Apolline’s mother’s youth when there was one last.”

“I take it that it relates to some personality issues and some of the things I have done, Antoine, but considering how I became Lord Black that does not surprise me that there are circumstances as well as ensuring that if an unsuitably prudish Lord ascended that their notions would not destroy the communities that were formed,” Harry said as he contemplated reaching lower to see how responsive Mari was to her actions in pleasing him, but decided to wait until he was done and taste her properly. “Considering how restrictive British Magical society is almost Victorian on the outside while being incredibly traditionalistic in some somewhat self-destructive ways, I am glad that there are some things that are not being restrained, and it sounds like these clubs having branches in Britain will be a good thing. It is worse in other parts of the world even in the so-called enlightened western societies, but it does seem that Dumbledore has tried to turn it back more to his idealized dream. I do think that some of what I have learned about him has colored my view, and I seriously doubt the media there outside of Skeeter would publish half the truth, as it is stranger than fiction and less believable. On the plus side, I know that when I do visit Hogsmeade that Aberforth is an interesting person who has been misrepresented by his brother.”

“I wonder if these forgotten truths could be used in the ICW to remove some of his meddling,” Antoine said as he marveled at the way Harry didn’t show that Mari was taking him down her throat even as his voice was slightly affected by her hand on his own responding flesh. “I do agree that Skeeter is a shameless attention whore that I wouldn’t touch let alone fuck with a stolen dick, but the information may be useful due to Dumbledore being an incompetent meddler at best and a shadow puppet master at worse, and I for one would rather have useful information that could keep his grubby paws out of my country and specifically my family. On the barely tolerable side, Dumbledore has not managed to create even more restrictive laws while appearing to champion the downtrodden than he has already done, and I am grateful that the attempts to require even part-Veela visiting in Britain to register have not been successful.”

“I can see why that might be the case as the British wizards seem to have notoriously weak minds given their masses easily being controlled by the Imperious, but I doubt that the current administration would desire for their peers to believe they were lesser wizards for being so easily controlled especially as the tells are obvious compared to some compulsion charms and potions,” Harry said as he found Mari to be interesting and let part of his mind easily pick up on her rather obvious thoughts easily with the skin to skin contact even as her aura seemed to be easily influenced by his own aura. “I will let a little of my information on Dumbledore go, but I expect to have some more details after visiting with Nick and Nellie. Considering that Dumbledore nicked their stone and decided to hide it with such pathetic measures inside Hogwarts this past year, I saw little reason not to return it to them especially as my businesses already seem to generate more platinum than I will spend even with heavy investments of the net profits back into the business ventures, and it also allowed me to arrange for some private lessons and tutoring in the field of Alchemy, which I think are easily worth something I can likely find alternatives to the results.”

“You had the Philosophers’ Stone in your possession and traded it for alchemy lessons from the Flamels, and I have the feeling that you also struck up business with them even if I cannot get it confirmed with my contacts amongst the goblins,” Antoine said in shock while Harry only twitched his smile slightly even as he could hear Mari trying not to gag as he came in her slurping mouth. “I can understand why some would dislike its existence as if gold became common its value would plummet, and the Elixir of Life would be highly sought after to prolong life. One would have to be a formidable ward master or duelist not to worry about it being stolen, but even then if someone knew you had it then people would plead for its curative properties.”

“The stone is rather useful, but understanding alchemic reactions in addition to the higher levels of potions was more useful to me even though I could likely pass my NEWTS for it already considering that potions was my first business with ingredients and creating non-magical herbal remedies a close second,” Harry said as he gave Antoine a slight relaxed smile as Mari continued nursing him as he refrained from moving his hands to her head while Antoine was shuddering from her hand that was keeping him on edge. “In addition to the magical information, I expect that the centuries of experience in dealing with people will be something that I can benefit from learning, and Nick is a decent business associate for me currently, but the goblins are reluctant to reveal things about me since one of their clans had a tragic misunderstanding. They are not around to make it again, and I find myself with some measure of respect after a bit of civil and cultured tried and true methods of negotiating.”

Antoine shuddered for a different reason, as he knew that goblins were warriors and predators by nature, and the smile Harry gave made him feel as if he was not in fact in a room with just another powerful wizard, but that Harry Potter was a predator that could easily capture Veela with power and not just seduction. While Veela were very sensual and gorgeous women, they were also more than capable of violence in the past, and he could not shake the feeling that going along with Harry was a very intelligent and lifesaving decision. He knew that his parents were decent combat spellcasters, and that Lily had been a likely future Hit-Witch with how her spells were used as she was already on her way to being a dueling mistress, but Harry gave the feeling of being in a room with a very dangerous predator along the lines of a bored and easily amused dragon. Unlike the odd British purebloods who had on occasion tried to get away with tickling sleeping dragons even though the warning was their premier school’s motto, there was no way that Antoine would arouse the ire of the dragon before him or whatever else the young man might be.

“A very profitable venture I suppose, and we have finished with our meal, but as a host it would be rude not to offer a dessert after the meal,” Antoine said as he marveled that this man that had easily tamed his wild wife was being pleasured by Mari while not showing it in the least as he wondered for a moment about how well Harry would do in cards as he had a perfect poker face. “I had been wondering earlier this summer about the rumors about the Flamels that I had heard as they were becoming more directly involved outside of their occasional acquisitions in staff and I believe one used to work at your new business. With the information that you mentioned about Gringott's, things make a little more sense to me now, and it does easy my mind somewhat. So are there any other international dealings I need to worry about, Harry?”

Harry just smirked at him as Mari loudly slurped and moaned as she savored his gift. He had no reason to tell him about his beginning relations with the House of Li just yet, and Harry was aware that their families past dealings as well as his Potter and Black histories would complicate things at some point. As long as he played the young man who was not completely vested in his roles, Harry could avoid the more annoying aspects of his life as old rivalries, alliances, enemies, and competition would rear their ugly heads at some point. His relatively isolated island nation would have its own issues, and there were other players out in the world that would gladly try to knife him in the back if he didn’t gut them when they tried, but his appearing as a student would help keep his real abilities and potential secret to use later. Sarah had briefed him on some things as she found them, but he doubted his project to create improved or duplicate the mirrors would be possible at the Flamels due to secrecy, and his time with Su would be meeting her family and enjoying the unrestricted access to as much of their accumulated lore as he could handle.

He likely would need to use a time turner, as he doubted they had many ghosts they would allow him to commune with, and it was a sad state that those that claimed to practice his art had only the barest understanding outside of animating the dead and controlling spirits such as ghosts and poltergeists. Harry was aware that anything worth doing would take time, and his ambition was no different as he couldn’t just sacrifice a town to restore his mother to life, but he was certain that a sacrifice would be necessary. He had planned on Snape being the sacrificial goat, but Lily had more cause to take her pounds of flesh from her betrayer. The other betrayer was Peter Pettigrew, and he had no idea where he was at this time, but knowing his luck, he wouldn’t find him before the slippery worm scurried away if he was anything like how Sirius had described after his set up.

As it was at this moment and with Amanda giving Sirius conjugal visits, Harry had little worry that his godfather would run out, and it was unlikely that he would run out even with the Dementors under Harry’s control. Still Antoine did have a decent question, and it did concern him even if he was unsure on how much to reveal considering his position in France’s ministry even with his island’s relations to France, but that did not mean that Harry would simply tell him everything even though Harry had been almost amused that even his technical crimes on the muggle side were legal due to his legal immunities as well as some of the older laws. It was not as if the Death Eaters such as Lucius Malfoy had the same level of legal freedoms, and it was depressing that they believed they were above their station or natures, but Harry was aware that the Death Eaters were nowhere as noble or pure as they believed they were or tried to pass off their level of status far beyond what it really was.

Thinking on it some more, as he knew that Antoine did deserve a bone because he had been so helpful, and he might have some advice on things being in the international scene even as Harry had been more focused on Britain with some external sales before this, while Harry did need to find out about his allies from external sources. He already was aware that Su had not informed him much about the people that their family had ties to or disagreements with while Harry did plan to ask them when he was there after his tutelage and tutorials with the Flamels. Still Antoine could give him a decent insight into things, and Mari was suitably worshipping him beneath the table that he was very mellow enough to ask before he got around to tasting her, as her scent was rather enticing even as his pets were busy elsewhere.

“I do have some international dealings besides the Flamels and increasing my cross channel businesses to deal with that you might be able to advise me on,” Harry said even as Mari was very distracting while it seemed giving Antoine a level of arousal just short of letting him release. “Outside of Britain, France and my island, I do have a business connection that I have avoided mentioning before I thoroughly researched them. While there are some interesting people such as Cho Chang, and other connected people there thankfully has not been a complication as her little games are unimportant currently. This past year, I have gained the allegiance of a member of the House of Li. Su Li, daughter of Mei-Li and Wei-Shan, has entered into my service, and there is the offer of access to their libraries this summer after our training with the Flamels. So Antoine, what do you know about them?”

Mari’s hand barely kept Antoine from going limp at the shock that he had the allegiance of a Li and the heiress at that in fact, but as his eyes bored into him even if the slightest hints of the lust Harry felt from Mari still suckling him even though she also was aware of that families reputation should have halted her motions. Something more than a compulsion charm in power yet far more subtle seemed to slide into his mind, and Antoine began to tell Harry more about his servants family, but it was the shock that Harry was being allowed access to their millennium of collected lore that impressed and confused him. It just did not happen even when the odd warlord wizard or witch managed to have a Li as their ally let alone servant, and Antoine was left wondering what reason they would have for doing so even if he didn’t voice it out loud especially in front of Harry.

He didn’t know why Harry was so important as the Li’s had never been overly interested in the Marquis Noir, Lord Black, or Lord Potter in the past, but it was possible that there was some other legacy that Harry had which he had yet to come into that was interesting them. It could also be that they knew something of importance about the man that had tamed both his untamable wife and elder daughter, and he had little doubt that Gabrielle’s affection would grow as she matured to wanting a more intimate relation when her body was ready as she had more than a crush on Harry for several reasons. Still that would be several years away, and in the meantime, Antoine was busy listing out the known interactions of the House of Li in addition to Harry’s historic allies, rivals and enemies from his Marquis Noir title, but it was the Veela colonies relation to his new holdings that would be a troublesome issue in the future as they had grown rather proud even if less predatory in growing their colonies.

It was the British that seemed to have forgotten the Veela’s less submissive heritage and focused on the sexual allure they had, but there was a time when the Veela were worse than the most violent of Amazons who had kidnapped, maimed and used captured males to breed their tribes in the past. Other matriarchal and distaff magical inheritances of near human origins had done similar things in the past, and like the purebloods recently the Veela had some haughty notions of the pure Veela lines in the colonies as there were specific kinds of men and magical methods to ensure that their magic was not diluted when they needed to propagate. The colony existed on lands that Harry owned, and it had been a long time since the Marquis Noir had exerted any influence over them, but he was the last known wizard able to satisfy a pack of Veela outside of rumors that a thousand years ago Salazar Slytherin had done so with some dark magic, which Antoine suspected was related to Parseltongue if what Apolline had told him even as part of him wished to see if it were true.

“To recap, Harry, there are a number of complications that your entanglement with the Li’s will cause you, but I do not know of anyone they have allowed access to more than a steep in cost chance to read one or so tomes in their collection,” Antoine said as Mari had kept him from the terror of the growing danger his family was in even if Harry seemed to be growing in his ability to protect them. “As you mentioned that you go to school with a Cho Chang, there is the fact that the Chang’s and the Li’s do not get along although the Li’s tend to crush the Chang’s in their disagreement even though the Chang’s have more influence in Hong Kong at the moment. They are an old family although the Potter Family is older than they are as well as the fact that rumors have it older than records claim, and I know that your family goes back before the Romans with one thing I know for sure with that being that is they have never lost a square inch of land holding in that time, but some rumors I doubt you will lay to rest claiming to have always been there in addition to the known care for their vassals throughout their history. You have a number of complications from inherited allies, enemies, rivals, and gold diggers after your money, fame, influence, and status, but you were aware of some of that even if it seems that Dumbledore was planning to keep you ignorant while wasting away the influence and destroying century long alliances to keep you controlled.”

Harry nodded in agreement even as he had finally moved a hand under the table to Mari’s head, while her aroma was potent enough that Antoine could smell it even if it was far less enticing to him that it was to Harry as it made his mouth water in anticipation. Dumbledore’s machinations would have ruined his finances, connections, and heritage if it had been left to continue let alone the horrible usage of his votes on the Wizengamot. He likely would have come off as more abrasive than Draco or Ronald with how ignorant his plan would have made him of social manners while the Dursley’s abuse would have left him very malleable almost to the point of being a self-sacrificing martyr. Alas for the shadow dark lord Dumbledore, Harry was not his boy, his pawn, or his golden boy to further draw out the created rivalry between Gryffindor and Slytherin, and he would ruin the man before ending him even if he was not yet sure how he would do so even as it would definitely destroy his image, his legacy, and his dream leaving him alone, hated, and forgotten.

“Well that was very informative as I had planned to ask Su when I saw here next. Now I think I will have some desert now, Antoine, now that Mari is warmed up, but I think she wouldn’t mind spending her time with you as well,” Harry said with a smirk as he pulled Mari from her knees and placed her across the table. “Mari, you don’t mind sucking Antoine off properly while I have some fresh juice from you because otherwise we will need to use silencing charms or gags as I felt your moan earlier and it was quite loud still. I suppose I will say that despite the dark image that idiot in Britain had for the gift that I have it on high authority that his distant ancestor used it for this part more. So have you even had a prehensile vibrating tongue inside you before?”

“I can’t say that I have had one sir, but it sounds fun to me, my lord,” Mari purred before Harry kissed her then moved down to tease her vibrating breasts before descending down to breathe on her heated sex. “Now Antoine I am somewhat sorry for neglecting you before, but you have to understand that Harry is very impressive and dominating without his position. I will say that it seems that the new Marquis Noir is a true tribute to the earlier ones, and he will be a hit at the clubs when he decides to visit. Oh! My! What are you doing? Antoine, get over here and gag me because I am going to be screaming soon since I can feel it building already!”

Antoine managed to move forward and her mouth engulfed him as many times before, but it felt different now, as he knew she was being driven to climax even faster than Apolline had when she had played with her before. He had heard the hissing sound before Harry had dove back in, and Harry being a Parselmouth wasn’t that bad, but it sounds as if history had been rewritten if his tongue could reduce his trained assistant to the state she felt around him. It did explain part of Apolline’s happiness, but he knew she wouldn’t be satisfied with just that even if it did help, and it was more sought after to be good with one’s tongue as it was too often overlooked.

He tried to think let alone speak, but Mari was doing something more this time and he lost himself in the sensations even as it seemed to have him on the edge and stay there for so long. His lips were moving telling things his mind was not filtering, and it was impossible to resist admitting everything that he thought Harry would need to know from both the presence so close and how Mari was trying to pull his entire being through her mouth. His body was feeling almost as overwrought as when Apolline truly worked him, and he felt his mind explode as Mari drained him even as her body was shuddering for who knows how long in climax. He felt light headed and at a loss for how he really was, but he was fairly certain that Mari would gladly crawl under the Cruciutus to feel what she just had again, and Harry had not used more than his tongue on her, which meant if Apolline’s bragging was accurate that Mari was going to be purring for days.

Antoine also realized that Apolline and Mari were in political terms compromised, and he was not far from that fact as well since Mari had him now and Apolline could render most men to beg to kiss her feet or lick her ass, as he had experienced before, while Harry could make her beg to the point of madness. The Marquis Noir would be a major figure again when he revealed his existence, and Antoine was well aware that their alliance would ensure his family’s happiness as well as prosperity. It was a forgone conclusion at this point that their families future was tied to his, and already Apolline and Fleur were his even though his wife still loved him there was a difference in that she was as surely cock whipped and tongue whipped as he had been with Apolline when they first dated. These thoughts were helping hold him off as Mari was seeming to drag out his release to a shocking duration while he wondered if it was Harry’s presence that had kept him from dropping to his ass as a naïve teenager would their first time.

He sighed as he felt her suction ease off as he shuddered through several dry spasms, and he looked down to see Harry cause her eyes to roll in her head and buck into his face from his depressingly better oral skills than his own. His mind was a bit fried as Mari had been using her pleasure to drive his to insane levels, but it was a very good thing that Harry’s position had so many privileges and influences, and the responsibilities he had were reasonable with some almost as much privileges as they were duties. Antoine hadn’t been aware that those thoughts had been vocalized as he came down from the intense pleasure to a dull soothing feeling as if she was massaging him afterwards with her mouth.

“I think that Mari was more enthusiastic because you are here, Harry, but I would like to practice with her before Apolline decides to double up again, and I believe that you haven’t tried that with another man around,” Antoine said as Mari sucked him back after draining him while Harry had been rendering her to oblivious bliss with his tongue. “Otherwise you can always play with her a bit. I know she will not mind, and it will be more likely to happen when you are in your club. It is different than if one is a toy, but it is not as if I was asking for more extreme things from you.”

“You do have a point, Antoine, I would like to enjoy Mari and try out that since I do have another similar situation where sharing and doubling up is possible besides Apolline and Mari here,” Harry said as he teased Mari with his fingers as he stood up between her draped legs. “Still we will have to meet again to discuss more things, and for Mari to have her mouth free to tell me more about my club from a member perspective. I do think that she might have a hard time thinking let alone speaking already, but I think when we are done that I will enjoy listening to her explain some things. How well do you think you are doing with your part?”

“I think that I will be up to participating soon enough, but I expect you will find Mari a very enthusiastic participant,” Antoine said as he felt his aching arousal begin to slowly be restored although he felt like it would be a while before he would be up to things. “The Club is a very interesting place, and I would recommend you visiting sooner than later. I will say that I have never been there without it being satisfying, but Apolline does enjoy her visits on occasion. Mostly we end up going as someone’s guests, and that tends to be enjoyable enough, but Mari does love spending her free time there hanging about and reveling in the pleasures and pain that full members indulge in experiencing. It is discrete and even our magical version of Paparazzi do not intrude there or say a word, but that is because unlike that farce the Daily Prophet in Britain, I suspect that the club leadership owns or controls enough of the paper and those reporters and photographers to keep them out of it.”

“That is a good thing as I find it odd that the Quibbler of all papers is more reliable even with its entertainment articles than the Prophet, but considering that they employ Rita Skeeter that doesn’t give them much credibility considering what dirt I was able to get on her,” Harry said as he lazily rubbed against the slightly glistening and twitching flower he had been devouring a few moments before. “If only getting information on Nick and Nellie was that easy my visit there would be more enjoyable. The best I got was from Lela who has one of her former shop girls staying there now, but I suppose I should do a more thorough investigation.”

“I believe I know some people who have dealt with them more, but they have been reclusive this past century with the more ostentatious Dark Lords even if the ones in the past were far more terrifying with the last one doing a decent job in creating terror across most of the continent with his raids,” Antoine said before he felt Mari moan as Harry sunk into her. “Mari might be able to find out more, but that means moving and I doubt she will be doing anything since you have started. I expect you will want to question her alone as well as enjoy her fully privately as well.”

“I suppose I will, Antoine, and I have to say that if Apolline was not so insatiable as to almost kill you from exhaustion I would consider you about the second luckiest man I know,” Harry said as he slowly moved inside Mari feeling as if he had been lucky to get a finger in and now he was so delightfully gripped. “I suppose I should see about getting a better spy system than I currently have, but it has been doing well enough, and I have them dealing with more important matters than spying on my next stop for my summer mostly abroad. I definitely will be talking to Mari and putting her to a thorough interrogation and questioning later, but at the moment I think I am going to enjoy this, while you can tell me some more about what you know about my concerns here.”

Antoine looked out of it for a moment as Harry had relaxed under Mari’s embrace and his mind was a bit clouded as if Gregory's Unctuous Unction, the Draught of Peace and Euphoria Elixir were in his system. It was for the best that Harry had no attraction to men at all or his aura would have had a more carnal effect on one of the more connected spymasters in France. As it was, Antoine became what he was not even after being drunk and fucked senseless, and his mouth began to spill out secrets that Harry began to extract with some effort as Mari was making him compare her grip and passage to either Apolline or Dora in how it seemed almost painfully tight that he wondered if Antoine had been crazy suggesting doubling up on her.

It was a shame that Night was running an errand for him or he would be able to see what was going on more often at the Flamel’s home, but his reasoning for that was his own because leaving the companions out of sight and care was a recipe for disaster even though Trick, Trouble, and Mischief had likely fed well when the traitors associates were dealt with while he was gone. Still even as he was enjoying the incredible pleasant pussy of Mari while Antoine was worked back from almost being spent, Harry did wonder what idiocy Nick would have planned as he knew the man was plotting something since Harry was very influential enough that they were coming out of hiding; although, he did wonder what fun Nellie was getting up to as from what he had seen he wouldn’t mind doing with her what he had, was and would be doing with Mari even though he did plan to hear more about his sex clubs from the very sensual woman.

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While Harry was enjoying the willing fun with the kinky lover who paid to enjoy the bliss at the Clubs Noir from swinging, bondage, discipline, and other sexual games, Nellie was surprised as one of their servants and lovers returned from shopping for more entertaining clothing and possibly toys, and she couldn’t help but see the giddy behavior on Anne-Sophie Dubois’s face, but it couldn’t help but peak her interest on what has her in such a good mood. The girl didn’t get a chance to talk before the six hundred years experienced woman had ravished her and enjoyed her responses until they were cuddling after their playing with their mouths awash with the other’s taste. Something had made Anne-Sophie very enthusiastic before they had so much fun, and she wanted to know what it was.

“So what got you so worked up while you were out, my dear?” Nellie asked as she ran her hands from her head to her ass while she was snuggled on top of her. “Not that I mind as you were very enthusiastic and I enjoyed it very much. Besides, it got my mind off of whatever plot Nick has for Harry, and one of his associates sent a Wizarding photo of him that was very enjoyable.”

“I went to Mystique Allure, and it was very pleasant as Nikki has some new toys that I brought for us to try later, and one in particular you will like even though I do miss working there on occasions,” Anne-Sophie said while snuggling between Nellie’s breasts. “I turns out that he somehow managed to get Lela to sell the shop and her sexy self to him. I think that our future guest visiting is something both of us at the least will look forward to enjoying. Both Nikki and Lela were going on about him, and the things he knows how to do. Is it true that there are some men that can be better with their tongue than you, mistress?”

“Yes, although not often in Europe anymore as it was mostly Parseltongues that could render any woman utterly spent from their ministrations, and I take it Harry is one then, which only makes his visit that much more to anticipate,” Nellie said as she recalled her encounters with a necromancer and on rare occasion tracking the secretive Parseltongues down before the trash of the House of Gaunt were all she could find. “Many a witch has tried to enchant something anywhere as pleasurable as a Parselmouth’s vibrating and dexterously nimble tongue, and a few magical beings come close. So, was our soon to be guest there, and did you have a taste of the tongue that can more thoroughly compel than any potion or curse? I would have likely tasted him if you had fucked him and I would expect you to have been more tender there if you had done so.”

“They did confirm that he is gifted with his tongue, but he was not there at the time for me to experience, and I am looking forward to his visit even more with what they told me,” Anne-Sophie said with a lazy smile as she thought about how Lela had talked about her time with him so far. “Still, I think you will be delighted to know that unlike some of his predecessors he has reclaimed both the mantle of Marquis Noir, but he also put Apolline Delacour in her place on her knees along with her oldest daughter. It seems that they met Him while shopping and were there usual charming selves before he rendered them to begging with Apolline worshipping his oh so deliciously sounding dick while controlling Fleur as she came on his hand. In the end, I think he tamed both as they were sent to apologize to Lela for their past behavior, and she let the girls feel their tongues on them if not the customers. Nikki was also experimenting with her toys, and I have to admit feeling that snobbish Fleur licking my pussy while her at times arrogant mother was rimming my ass was a thrill. I think Fleur might be there all summer, and knowing they were doing it because He told them to, I find is very exciting as it makes me shiver at what will happen when He visits.”

“I must agree sweetness that does sound exciting to me, and if he has claimed the title of Marquis Noir properly than he definitely knows how to play as the first ensured that even the next Lord Black would not claim that unless he was into such pleasure,” Nellie said as she thought of Harry being not only a necromancer with those skills as well as a Parselmouth with a tongue that could tame Veela, but also the Marquis Noir who while not indulging to the level of his contemporary indulged in sexual tastes of control and sensations while not necessarily into some things even as she and Nick had been patrons of that club from time to time. “Apolline was such a sweet thing when I first saw her, but her maturity made her as cocky as her mother who I would love to see crawl and beg, and yet I have missed that opportunity so far. What more can you tell me of visiting your former workplace and what new toys Nikki has, as the last one was very enjoyable. Also my darling you seem not to want to say his name for some reason, why is that?”

“I saw how they spoke his name, and I want to say it like they do which is heavily reminiscent of having been driven to almost madness with pleasure, and it seems more disrespectful than saying your name when I am in a proper scene, but I do look forward to his arrival as well as the inspiration that he gave Nikki. Well I didn’t get to try it out, but she is working on trying to make them more flesh like, and so far getting the shame right and somewhat flexible on the outside yet rigid enough to be better than muggle rubber ones has had some success,” Anne-Sophie said as she ran her hand along Nellie’s side even as her mistress had continued caressing her body. “So far they can vibrate and like the wand charm move inside you, but making them mimic people is her current plan, and this one does have the measurements from when she saw and felt him even if not completely like Lela has. He is supposed to visit sometime soon, but why would he tell her when he wishes to do so as it is his right to go as he pleases. I will say that they told me much about Him and his pets, as they are very tasty according to both of them. So I think everyone here will mostly be happy, well us women at least as it seems he does not share most with other men although Apolline is married, and it seems that she is the only one so far he has claimed her ass for his use only. I expect your husband will be upset that the other guests are willing to play, but that he managed to get Amelia Bones of all women to enjoy her ass being fucked as well as limit her from having another man there without his express permission.”

“Nick won’t be happy about that, but Amelia does look wonderful from what I saw, now pet let me see everything that happened while you were away,” Nellie said before lifting Anne-Sophie’s head from between her flushed breasts and looked into her eyes seeing everything that the woman snuggling against her had seen while she was out. “Well now it seems that Harry definitely knows how to please them from what they said, and seeing Apolline so properly humbled is amusing. I want you to use that toy on me with it shaped like him, which will have to do until he can be here and we feel him personally. Finding a way to cause a transfiguration to flesh might be useful for Nikki, and I must visit that shop to see them personally one of these days. You should have told me about private fittings there being possible. I suppose we will be calling you Sophie while they are here since one of his pets is named Anne.”

“I am sorry for not telling you about that mistress, but Lela was always about keeping that exclusive and private, and Apolline was never permitted one and Nikki did decide that she would never try her toys until she apologized by kissing or more accurately tonguing their asses,” Sophie said as she didn’t feel bad about that name change while imagining hearing her name from his lips considering how those four women had shuddered at the recollection of how arousing hearing their names fall from his lips was. “I definitely plan to use that toy with you, and I picked up two of Nikki’s newest plugs that sound very delicious especially as he seems to enjoy doing that. Lela did say that his spas have one of his pet’s oil potion, which is a combination lubricant and healing potion along with heightening the pleasure from contact. Still I expect that given his size that we will need some practice especially as they were raving on his stamina.”

“That is interesting to hear my darling Sophie, and I only wish that I knew what his pets looked like as well as what he looks like,” Nellie said as she had seen him in her husband’s memories, but he had been clothed then which was very concealing considering what he was wearing as it was cold at the time. “Now I have some pictures and such of him in more dressed attire, but that is not the same as the few times Nick saw him was during winter, and the descriptions you heard from your friends were only enticing if not just arousing. Still it would be nice to see him in person before he gets here, and he has told us some about some of his pets even if it does not have the most detailed descriptions to know what they will look like. I suppose the toy shaped like him will due for now even if I want to have a look at what the women that Nick will not be able to touch look like since they sounded so delicious.”

“I stopped by the beach where they are staying and saw them from a distance although close enough to know he is out meeting with Monsieur Delacour at the Ministry,” Sophie said with a smirk before letting the images of the beauties soon to be here fill her mind for her mistress to see. “I would say that they look very attractive and even though my Legilimency is far inferior to yours mistress that there were a few muggle women on the beach who were frequently fantasizing about what he looks like. You likely will be very happy to have your legs wrapped around him, and considering that Apolline and Fleur were so submissive along with my old coworkers and boss very pleased with his abilities that there is no need for disbelief in his stamina or other attributes. Now I can feel you responding to those images just like I am my mistress, and it while paling compared to his real self will have to do for now. I do know that from the overheard conversations that they are driven and that lessons will be very exhausting, and I so rarely get to be the one on top of you my mentor, mistress and I hope friend….”

Sophie kissed her mistress before using the energy their passion provided summoned the toy to her before attaching it and beginning to show Nellie a sample of the delight Harry would when he visited. She had little to offer the young Marquis Noir, but it was possible that she would be able to arrange an enjoyable meeting with him at some point. Sophie was certain that even his stamina would be drained from the training to be anywhere as vigorous as it sounded he had been lately, and she suspected that he had little use for some woman just as a plaything, but it would be fun especially as her mistress had slipped and let her see what his predecessors in both his talents were capable of doing. She now found it little wonder that men decried Parseltongues as even due to their skills with their mouths, and it was a shame that Nellie had shown her the last observations of the last known ones in the continent as the House of Gaunt in Britain who were little more than twisted squibs so ugly as to be surely cursed for some reason. That man being a necromancer was less of a worry although it seemed that what her mistress meant by the term was far greater than those claiming that title currently.

Feeling Nellie’s legs wrap around her as her head was smothered with her scent drenched breasts, Sophie didn’t feel bad for the sinister things that her mistress and master did nor what Master Harry likely had done besides eradicate a Goblin Clan in savage combat. She could hope that her specialty was something one of their guests were interested in pursuing, but with the offer of the legendary alchemists training there was little she had to offer it seemed. Still Sophie was not some weak helpless damsel, and the fun would be worth the effort in addition to the benefit Lela seemed to have gained from her new owner. It was not as if she could have convinced her former boss to Nick’s services, as it would have been very trying to bring her controlled submission to the level that Harry must have done. She could dream to speak his name with such reverence on her lips after her religious experience or many with him, but until then she would work to be ready for their arrival, and the Bones Family would be here soon enough as it was. She had wondered how the two masters would react with the fearsome Head of Britain’s Department of Magical Law Enforcement under their attentions, and Sophie was wondering how incredibly exciting life seemed again.

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Antoine had been very open mouthed as Harry had savored and then pounded Mari through a number of orgasms while the premier French authority had been brought back from being drained beyond his normal reflex period. The man had ended up sitting on his desk once Mari released him from her mouth as his legs were supported by the pleasure her sucking him had caused, and Harry had moved from her delightfully tight and trained sex to her ass before settling her down on the recovered Antoine. It was a bit different feeling her moving between them, but he had done similar with Padfoot with Amanda, and he was wondering when the others might ask even as he was unsure if he had the inclination to allow another man to touch them let alone be inside them. Harry really hoped that the surprise that Lela had said Nikki was working on would allow the girls to feel this nicely when they were using a toy on each other.

“So, tell me more about things, pet,” Harry whispered to Mari as he drove her onto Antoine again. “You as well Antoine, there is more you both want to tell me. It feels so good that you just can’t help yourselves from telling me some interesting things…”

Harry tried not to smirk as the two became as loose lipped as Hagrid when he had more than butterbeer with their mouths unable to stop their minds pouring secrets he wished to know. That also didn’t count what his passive Legilimency picked up, but he knew that having a go between with Antoine would be necessary. If he didn’t wish to tip Dumbledore off that he was completely nothing like what he planned for Harry to be, and the man still could cause him problems with his three almost tyrannically powerful positions. As tempting as going on a massacre of all of his tormentors would be, this was a time for more subtle than Slytherin cunning as he moved his pieces to annihilate his opposition.

There would be a day when Dumbledore was destitute, reviled, and as it seemed likely with Voldemort obsessed with being remembered as well that being forgotten would further destroy his spirit. Still as he was enjoying the noises that intermixed Mari and Antoine’s unknowing and soon to be forgotten disclosures, Harry was grateful for the luck to find that ghost that had witnessed the remarkably anticlimactic battle with Grindelwald where he had rendered his old friend and failed to be lover unconscious. As easily as that revelation would ruin the man there was no one that could or would publish it outside of Skeeter whom Harry would gladly rather be incinerated than deal with her.

‘I do think that Antoine was right and that doing this with Polly will be fun, but I think he is barely holding out through this experience,’ Harry thought as he felt the two growing somewhat tired from their playing as he released his restraint and drove Mari to incomprehensible babbling while Antoine held on for dear life beneath her spasming body. ‘No wonder that the iconic female spy sleeps with her target as the pleasure can distract enough to keep him from knowing he was being interrogated, and some of what he was holding back was very interesting. None of it helps with how my libido seems to be rivaling a nymphomaniacs, but it does seem to be affected by the cycles of nature if the urge during Halloweens since my puberty began is any indication. Perhaps resisting for so long merely built up the urges along with how the rituals have accelerated my physical maturation. Regardless, I have that feeling that the urge will crest around my birthday as the seventh month of the modern calendar dies and summer’s solstice draws near.’

It was something that was bothering Harry even as he was almost slamming into Mari as she rocked between the barely clinging to her Antoine and his own thrusts into her willing body. His increased sex drive wasn’t a bad thing in and of itself as he had a rather too large following of pets at the moment, but if it was anything but paranoia than Harry was concerned that his squishing down and restraining his reactions to Anne and Alice’s earlier attempts had caused his libido to compensate for the freedom he was currently allowing it to experience. Sure, it was satisfying on a level his cold ambitious cunning was not, and the way it literally drained any stress from him was very beneficial, but he was coming far too close to being as dedicated to indulging in the various pleasures of the flesh, as he was his ambition.

Part of it was that his ambition required access to difficult to procure information and items to achieve the multifaceted path to do what he could not thanks to the unspoken reasons behind the Killing Curses alteration when used on sentient life. Oddly while it rendered the corpse completely empty to most necromantic uses with Night’s eating eyeballs the closest they could do the exception, the curse rendered the body perfectly uninjured to use for more potent Inferi, but he would have to find a way to purge the curses taint from a body if Voldemort’s remaining Death Eaters ever decided to use Inferi to terrorize again. Sneaking into the restricted section a few times had left him wanting to curse the idiots who thought that ugly mockery was any sort of necromancy when it was closer to a twisted animation transfiguration while it no more resembled necromantic animation than Fiendfyre did necromantic fire. It would be closer to compare the pleasure of an impersonal hug to a body wrapped around synchronous orgasm of two deeply connected lovers than what disgusting comparison those woefully inaccurate books had given.

Still he could feel the thrill reaching its conclusion as he buried his head into her neck and growled into her ear one last encouragement. With his aura slowly seeping into the connected pair, it should have come as little shock that Antoine would collapse down as he was beyond ordinary pleasure even as he could feel the man almost as flooding Mari as his own release began to do. Antoine likely would be physically spent for hours as Harry felt the man’s dry releases while Mari was lost in the pleasure she was not experiencing but instead was enduring. It was likely that if the pair had not been on the receiving end of Apolline’s allure that they would have been left as little more than eager mindless toys when they recovered.

Unknowingly, Mari accepted as her mind engraved Harry as the highest authority in her existence beyond just the allegiance to his position she had, and her subconscious began to better rearrange information to better aid Harry in his desires. She didn’t know what he had done already, but part of her had heard about the Li’s and their history, while they were powerful allies they also brought equally risky enemies that competed and despised them. In the deepest part of her memories, Mari knew that the only person more likely to have the enemies of House Li after them was if their ancient lost lord had a true successor, but after a thousand years of history there didn’t seem to be one while the hated Malfoy Family had begun to have their ancient and recent crimes washed away with a pittance of gold spread about. She really hoped that somehow Harry destroyed them unto utter annihilation at some point, as that house was a rotting festering wound on the legacies of both their countries.

Finishing up with Mari panting between them, Harry lifted the mostly spent woman from on top of Antoine and held her to him with her body still pressed against him as he felt her tremors around his still buried and firm shaft. Carrying her in his arms as her legs dangled from her body as she was physically limp on the outside yet still recovering from her pleasure, Harry sat down on his earlier chair and let Mari begin to come back to her wits from the hectic motions they had been enjoying. He looked over to see Antoine was draped across his desk and as his hands wandered Mari’s out of it body could see that she had slurped him clean as he lifted her off the most likely soon to be French Minister for Magic.

It had been a bit unfair to use their sexual game and the overload of pleasure to see somewhat into their minds, but Harry was left wondering why his passive Legilimency seemed far more potent than the two or at least master and journeyman of that art seemed capable of doing. Dumbledore’s twinkle seemed less able to easily part metal shields both natural and forged, but Quirrell’s half-witted attempt as well as Snape’s attempt were less subtle than one would think of a Slytherin and it had been shocking that Voldemort’s shade had been living inside Quirrell would have so impatient and heavy handed a method to extract information. It had not left him happy that he had been deprived dealing with his parent’s murderer, but he had time to realize that as strange it seemed he was grateful for not so easily dealing with the matter, and he had some talks with Lily about it. As it was, they were uncertain how to deal with her trapped in that place along with occasionally being visited by the slowly restoring mind-self/spirit of his godmother Alice Longbottom.

He had found a method to resurrect someone if he had access to their spirit, but Lily’s limbo was not close enough to perform that somewhat bloody bit of sacrificial magic, and he had to find a way to bring her spirit to the physical world to fulfill his ambition. Unfortunately, the killing curse did not ever leave ghosts, while it did leave the bodies perfectly useful for use as Inferi even as they were rendered empty to normal necromantic animation. His closest lead was from an almost legendary fairy tale of the Magical World that Lily had told him about which his magical raised friends would have all known. The Tales of Beedle the Bard had a story about the Peverell Brothers encounter with death, and there were three artifacts listed in it that seemed intriguing. An Invisibility Cloak able to hide even from death, a wand that made the user unmatched in magical power called the death stick by some as well as the Elder Wand, and the Resurrection Stone which was his best bet as it could recall any spirit from death’s grasp.

“Mari, I know you are a bit out of it still, but I think I plan to play with you a bit in my office once you are recovered and Antoine, I hope you don’t mind me borrowing her for the afternoon to talk about some club matters,” Harry said as Mari stirred a bit as he twitched inside her, while Antoine began to similarly stir from the draining orgasm her climax had sucked out of him. “Now, I am going to see what my office looks like as the room has been kept up even if unable to be used by others at the moment. I will admit that it has been an informative day, but I do need to get a decent understanding of some of my concerns that only a client of them would be able to explain. On the plus side, I doubt Polly will be anywhere near ravenous tonight so you have time to recover. Do try to do some work while I monopolize your assistant for a while, Antoine, but I suppose it was a good thing that lunch had so much substance as you look rather spent.”

“Off with you,” Antoine managed to rasp out as he looked down and wanted to wince at how tender he looked. “I think I will do some of my paperwork while I recover from that exertion. As it is, I think I can understand why Apolline is wrapped around you as she is, but I can’t complain as seeing her happy is a good thing. It is for the best that I am not dead from how easily you can arouse her lusts, and I can do without Mari for a while, but someday I hope that I can call my wife with that name as she almost had my balls explode from pent up need when I called her that.”

“I suppose most men would lack the self-confidence knowing one of their lovers could call them an affectionate endearment that you cannot, but I suppose that since you are more comfortable with yourself that is not as much of an issue,” Harry said as he smirked before deciding to show off a bit outside of his aura and skills with Mari and leave him aware of one trick he had up his sleeve. “Well Mari looks like she is stirring a bit more and I want to see if the room is as properly rigged as I think it is. I think that I will have some fun while getting to the point with Mari as well as get a better understanding of the clubs structure before I visit at some point.”

Antoine had seen one of his eyes go black as he spoke and the smirk made him wonder how he was scrying into his office without a medium before he vanished in a black ripple. His gasp of shock was heard by the departing pair as his muttered confusion, and Harry materialized sitting on his chair with Mari still in his lap. Looking around the room, it shifted from the usual office with immaculately maintained oak interior and ornate desk suitable for pre-revolutionary France to something similar with obviously a more sexual bent to everything in the office. He smirked as a set of a swinging harness with restraints for arms and legs descended from the ceiling before standing and placing Mari into it before he pushed and felt her slide off of him as he stepped away to look at her.

Seeing the tools available, Harry made a mental note to see about Nikki refitting the room and his other offices before retrieving a relatively innocent looking crop that some might mistake as simply being for when riding horses. The girls might enjoy that at some point as for some reason every woman he met at one point seemed enchanted with a white knight on horseback, and having stables that had horses here amongst cars and other things he had inherited as well as purchased left him prone to overindulge at times to make up for the earlier short of Twist childhood. Letting some of his magic flow through it, Harry smirked at the enchantments he felt there as someone had the common intelligence to have the spells give feedback on what they were, and Mari’s ass looked so damn tempting right then that he had to give her a swat especially after how she had responded to being spanked before.

“Yes!” Mari howled as the crop hit with enough force to swing her into a slow rocking motion. “Damn, sir, but you really worked me over back there. Is there any chance for more, or am I reading too much into this lovely position to wake up in?”

“I am not done with you Mari, but poor Antoine was left aching from how hard you came around us, and I wanted you to tell me more about my clubs,” Harry said with a thoroughly arousing sexual purr to his voice as he teased her swinging body with the slightly tingling crop. “You were telling me a bit earlier, but I think both of us were more interested in kissing those delicious lips of yours or hearing you moan, gasp, pant, and scream in pleasure, while before that you were too busy sucking us off to talk. I take it you overheard where Fleur and Apolline are today, and what they are doing?”

“Yes, sir, I did overhear you, and I found it shocking at first that she would do that, but if it was you telling me to do something I would jump at it,” Mari said shuddering at the vibrations of her clamps and the crops tingling a she caressed her body with it as if it was a feather instead. “I take it that you plan on using that store and your other enterprises in conjunction with the clubs? So far we have added a few of the toys that Nikki came up with, and I know some of the other members planned to do whatever it took to get more access especially with how better Lela’s clothing is made and charmed. We do have a few of her former employees as members, and I am positively giddy to see what your plans are sir.”

“I thought you would be interested, and I do plan to have Nikki’s toys and Lela’s outfits available at my clubs and spas, pet,” Harry said with a smirk as he teased her more sensitive areas with the slightly moving and tingling crop. “Now I am going to play with you and some additions, while you tell me everything you know about the club, and if as the owner I can send someone to visit that I feel needs a nice reward. Like Antoine, he knows his wife wants to play, but doesn’t want to be there for the first part although possibly doubling up on her some time. I am going to have a night with her and her pet while her husband is suitably kept entertained, and I think you might enjoy showing him around as he is about the closest thing to a male role model I have so far.”

Mari’s enthusiastic agreement and babbling about the rules of the club including that he could let anyone enter before he had even caressed her sex with the crop while having the clamps pull down with added wait made him smile. The more he heard the more he knew he would like the club, and knew that Vince would have a wonderful time there while he fulfilled June’s fantasy. Hermione would be there with him, but not allowed to participate for part of it, and surprising May at the end would be interesting. It would be a bit like the surprise with Penny on the train, and May had been giving him looks without her knowing he was the one who had left June so aroused that their shower was memorable.

The descriptions of the clubs were interesting as they were a mix of swinging, BDSM, and libertine sexual congregating individuals. He had no problem with the rules, and it was not as if they said that he had to do anything that he didn’t want to do anyways, but it was nice to see they were so open minded. Still he could see Vince, May and June there having fun, but the club was somewhat of an underground one even if it was not illegal as even though France was open minded there were some people such as tourists that might cause a stink and fuss. Unfortunately, the House of Black had fallen in the standards as of late and Arcturus had too many concerns in Britain to have been involved in the ventures here other than ensuring they supplied enough gold to fortify the traditional homes in Britain even as first Grindelwald and then Voldemort had threatened the established families.

As he heard the sound of leather striking flesh much to Mari’s pleasure, Harry smirked savoring her aroma and arousal as he tried out sensing how to push her as he did his pets while also using his aura to curb any of the few remaining squicks she had. His mind drifted as he used the toys the room provided and drove Mari to orgasm from his actions, but the odds that the rumors that Grindelwald had been obsessed with the Hallows from that tale was relatively small except that the man had used the symbol of them for his troops. It wouldn’t help his quest for the stone to bend the restraint on Lily’s imprisonment in limbo, but it was possible that the wand was the Elder Wand considering the notions that after raiding Gregorovitch‘s wand shop and acquiring a wand of immense power, and his invisibility cloak was ancient yet had not torn nor been reduced in its potency.

As things stood, it would take some luck and determination to track that stone down, and it was not as if someone had mounted the ring onto the head of house ring for one of his houses. Dumbledore did seem likely to know where it was as he had found one ghost in Paris that had been aware of things and witnessed Grindelwald’s defeat by his former paramour Dumbledore before the wand had been used to kill him. Some of the conversation the dead man killed for ‘The Greater Good’ had heard did make it likely that the wand was the Elder Wand even as Dumbledore levitated the incapacitated Gellert before seeing he was imprisoned in the prison he had made to contain his dissenters. The entrance to the Nurmengard prison had "For the Greater Good" engraved at the doorway, as it was both Grindelwald’s admitted and it seemed now Dumbledore’s hidden mantra.

Harry did wonder whose greater good it referred to was, and he loathed the notion even as he realized he had embraced a similar philosophy in his lesser evils that he had done. At least he was honest that he did things for his benefit as well as his responsibility to his family, vassals, and employees. Strict, but fair was something that they seemed to find him as even if he was more inclined now to push the punishments and play to blend as he was currently doing with Antoine’s assistant. Having a club where he could indulge all of his sexual hungers as well as his pets was interesting, but he could do some of that at his less than manor home in Surrey as well as his other estates. Not that he wouldn’t take advantage of having it available of course and his pets did like being displayed. There was also the thrill of showing Fleur and Apolline off as they were made to orgasm would be a satisfying experience. Still driving a woman to howl and scream with pleasure as she convulsed and more delightful to him was having their bodies drenched in sweat and gushing their juices out as they climaxed would be something that Harry even with his issues would not tire of enjoying.

Everyone had hobbies that they indulged in to feel alive from rock climbing, surfing, sailing, exploring, hiking, and other things such as helping Vince rebuild and repair his bikes, and one of his was savoring the thrill in making a woman orgasm her brain out. Considering that it was the opposite of what his treatment at the Dursleys should have inspired was a victory for him even though he planned to make Vernon’s inevitable death more horrifying and agonizing than even the scum on the island his companions were itching to annihilate. Night had been surveying the soon to be killing fields, and having Kiki unwind in a complete gore fest would keep her from having issues just as indulging his aching and once more hungry for carnal pleasure body with the almost deliriously aroused Mari would do. He would have to look into if Necromancers had more cycles than just the rush at Halloween, but he dismissed most of his excessive playing and sex with the opportunity being there and not having as much necessary work at the moment.

With Mari gushing on the floor before pulling her back and sliding into her, Harry reveled in her body even as his mind failed to suppress the horror that one ghost had revealed to him, and the only person that could explain more would have been Dumbledore’s mentor, Nicholas Flamel. If what the ghost had overheard before Dumbledore’s curse had killed him in a manner often used by his lover, Harry was aware that Albus Dumbledore was far more dangerous than Voldemort had realized. The two dark lords had split when Aberforth the awesome bartender of the Hog’s Head had confronted Albus about their plan and their sister Arianna was hurt leading to her death. Oddly his sister had accidental magic potent enough to have led to the death of their mother one Kendra Dumbledore, and their father, one Percival Dumbledore one of Albus’s many middle names, had been sent to Azkaban in 1890 for attacking on Muggles who had tried to hurt his at the time six year old daughter as well as his wife. Harry didn’t blame him as it sounded as if they had planned to rape both of them and keep Arianna as she had been mentally damaged from something those boys had done to her.

Being rendered almost a mental invalid for performing magic would enrage any father, and as such, Harry didn’t view the man as a muggle hater even though he was quite brutal on the three thugs that had so injured his daughter. Lily would have skinned Vernon alive if she could as he knew and that was for starters; therefore, Harry was a bit more open-minded when it came to the topic of retribution. He had yet to tell anyone that he could commune with his sexy mother’s spirit or that she enjoyed feeling the orgasms he gave, but he was fairly certain that she was enjoying what he was doing to Mari, and reining his sexual escapades was less a priority knowing that each orgasm he gave a woman his most beloved mother felt at least somewhat.

Swinging the deliriously pleasured woman using the restraints to have her as weightless as if they were underwater, Harry enjoyed her completely while grateful that magic prevented disease and contaminants from ruining his moving between her eager entrances, and he knew that Dumbledore would currently be able to crush his using that information against him, but as he felt the warmth and wetness of Mari around him with her warmed and red ass in his hands there was the beginnings of a plan to destroy not only Albus Dumbledore the wizard, but the man and myth as well. At least having enjoyed Mari as he was, Harry was aware that Vince would enjoy his playing with her and possibly some members of the club while he was meeting June’s demands at both proving a Parseltongue was a god at oral, and let Hermione enjoy the thrill of placing him at her sex before she watched him drive her mum to mind frying pleasure. He was left wondering as Mari drained him repeatedly if anyone else was having as fun of a day, but he suspected that Apolline and Fleur would be suitably chastised by their punishment even if likely to have enjoyed it.

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Harry and KiKi: Tales of the Boy Necromancer