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Harry and KiKi: Tales of the Boy Necromancer	By : pmczarnecki711 Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > General Views: 56752 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 51: Departures

“My father told me nothing in life was free, that there was a cost to everything, and I have learned in magic this is also true despite what the casual use of magic in our supposed Wizarding World seems to indicate. Despite what it seems on the surface even artifacts that violate the magical versions of scientific law such as Gamp’s Laws of transfiguration have a price if not in their use than in their creation. The Philosopher’s Stone is no exception and considering how cheap life still is, it almost seems too easy to create such a potent artifact, but I can’t deny the simple truth that the supposed highest pinnacle in alchemy is almost the easiest to craft. It is just the ingredients that are questionable to most.”– Hermione Granger wrote in ‘On the Use of Alchemy’.

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Time had passed in a blur after the daze of the shopping trip especially as their time vacationing had been growing short, and while Hermione had a private talk with her mum after the shopping trip when Harry had been occupied with Dora and May, the others had occupied themselves spectacularly even though Mari had crashed afterwards. Vince had been accepting of the complications that his wife and love would seek Harry out when she needed a pure dominant to take charge, and the club had been fun especially as he had May with him where they involved one of her less fulfilled fantasies that when Harry had been informed tried not to dwell on how it mirrored Sarah’s own infatuation with being almost bathed in fresh warm cum either male or female. Still the fun was ending and the adults of their party having acted as their guardians up to this point were preparing to return to Britain.

Nikki had been wonderful in the fun she had playing with Mistress June, and it was interesting that they could use the magical sex toys easily, but Harry had some contemplation that there really was no such thing as a muggleborn where it was merely the magic being able to be utilized from a lost or cast out line. His readings of some of the journals besides his parents had went on the fate squibs had before the recent centuries and at one time they had been pitied and others some rather dark rituals had created them. They were not cursed to be forever apart from magic as some might think, but they had a portion of magic in them a bit more than the muggles did, and they were merely unable to use it in wand-based magics. Squibs could use other sorts of magic such as potions including the few that required more magic presence to stabilize them, and Harry was not ignorant that their way of using magic was the only one even though it was quicker and less temperamental to use than the other sorts.

The family Grimoires journals and other things had references to other creatures that were not part of the magical world and were as terrifying as Dementors and other creatures, but most it seemed were very easily purged with their magic so it was only squibs and muggles that would have to worry on it. Harry had been interested in the books on various vampires even though it seemed almost all were consumed by their urges and were as kill happy as Anne at times if not worse, but it did make him suspect that there was more to the world than he thought already. He would have to ask the Flamels when he got there, but he suspected that there were more hidden societies besides the Wizarding World, and Harry couldn’t shake the feeling that there would be problems with these other people and beings at some point. Oddly, he really hoped his Animagus form was as impressive as it felt from the few indications he had already, but Harry was sure that his rituals and other practices made it more complicated especially as he wanted the more useful variant instead of the one that seemed to only grant the form without any crossover enhancements.

Fleur had been interesting seeing her in the shop actually having to work besides servicing the other working salesgirls and Lela, but June and May had little hesitation once more was explained to them about the situation. Nikki had popped in eagerly showing off her newest creations and she promised that her runes were becoming even better, but the specially designed butt plugs were a bit away from permanently vanishing anything inside that was unwanted. So far the additions were good, but the vanishing effects didn’t completely dispose of the need to remove the plugs, but so far selling them with jars of Hermione’s oil worked as a good solution, and that as well as the demand out of the club was causing a boom for not only Harry, but Nikki and Lela as well.

This morning had been fun and as he helped with packing things away, Harry couldn’t help but smile knowing that both May and June had him sloshing inside their asses with the plug keeping them nicely stretched with a low vibration. Sure it had been odd seeing them watch as he was very drained by his almost gaggle of lovelies, but he knew they all had a bellyful inside them, which caused his inner self to purr. He really was wondering how his inner animal could be some sort of cat with the feeling of freedom in the air, and it was supposed to be impossible to have a magical Animagus form, but considering that Dora was a magical spider woman there was a lot of things that were merely improbable and not as impossible as the masses thought.

“So mum, daddy and aunty are heading back across the channel,” Hermione said with a happy smile as she felt Harry’s presence inside her lingering causing her to feel content and happy. “We are going to be saying goodbye to the Delacours before we go to the Flamels, and we don’t have as much information on them as I would like. Lela did tell us something about them didn’t she? I was a bit out of it at the time, and watching Mum try out Nikki’s toys was also distracting me.”

“One of the Flamel’s servants came in that used to work there while I had my meeting with Antoine and Mari, and it sounds like things there are almost as hedonistic as this vacation has been, but from Amy and Suz’s letters as well as Night’s observations, our stay there will be exhausting mentally as well as physically,” Harry said as he lifted up one of the new trunks that had all of the clothing that the adults had brought with them to France. “It won’t be lying to be proud of getting to study with them, and normally they are old school when it comes to their apprenticeships and teachings at all. We can skip over worrying that Nick expects all of you to spread your thighs and enjoy his fucking you, but I doubt any of us will have problems with Nellie wanting to play. I will have to get you to practice seeing through our companions eyes, but given how their vacation was a bit bloodier than you are used to that might shock you.”

“It is not as if I am ignorant that my hands are covered in blood if not human lives already, master,” Hermione said straightening before hugging Harry smiling naughtily as his hands went immediately to cup her ass. “Dora has her assignment and I have to hope Dumbledore is as incompetent in picking this year’s professor as the past few, but it does seem odd that it has been a cursed position for a little under half a century. For some reason someone being turned down from the pride and resume value the position would offer might be a bit beyond annoyed. Still it would take some power to curse a position wouldn’t it?”

“It would in fact although Dumbledore probably sees such a curse as a benefit since more students would be helpless sheep as much as keeping Binns allows them to be ignorant of the past, and as they say those ignorant of history are doomed to repeat it,” Harry said as Hermione ground against him as he teased her plug stuffed ass causing it to vibrate a bit more as well as her other adornments. “Oddly I get the vague feeling that Voldemort before he chose that name or more likely revealed it to the public was the one to do so, but I think there was more to my scar before my first ritual healed it and the rest of me to be as optimized as I was. Voldemort was afraid of death so seeking methods to delay it seems likely, and there were unicorns that were killed in the forest and their blood is potent though it seems the intent in being freely given and forcefully taken have more importance than I had truly begun to suspect. Still we can ask Nick since he has more experience and there were some truly vile dark lords and wizards over their lives.”

“It does sound like him if the histories are anything but modified propaganda, and I suppose he could have done something to try to cheat death, but even I know you can’t truly cheat death even though it can be bartered with given our art,” Hermione said purring being in her master’s strong arms and feeling his hands playing with her ass as she rubbed her tightly outlined breasts. “I saw pictures of Nellie and you have shown me some images from Night, and I can admit that I wouldn’t mind playing with her or being played with by her, but at least mum and I have talked a bit since our foursome. Thank you, sir, for not pushing both of us too far, but I don’t think either of us are ready to do more than we have, and I am aware you will likely have me lick her clean once you have a proper dungeon available as mum would love a session.”

“It would be fun to see for both of us, and I know you aren’t ready for that even though you have done the same with your sexy cousin, pet, but June is your mum even though she is a sexy beast that I am looking forward to you maturing to look like,” Harry said as Hermione snuggled against him as he felt her up. “Think how your grand mum looked like and tell me that your mum and aunt didn’t look like you and Alice at your age or thereabouts, and I want you to know that I do care for you my Hermione, and be positive about things. We are getting some very worthwhile training and Su is letting us into a good portion of their library if not all of it, and you know how much wizards hoard and safeguard their knowledge. Now get ready to say goodbye to your mum for at least another few weeks if less than we were away between breaks, my darling, and give me a moment to load up these trunks. I have to admit that Vince is going to love their surprises for him, and I doubt given that their libido is almost as high as ours that they won’t have some fun before they cross the Channel let alone get home.”

“You are right about that, master love, and you understand that we like having some time to talk and hug amongst other things,” Hermione said moving to give him a hug before moaning as he gave her a good hard feel causing her to shudder and kiss him hard. “Now I had best be off, and stop holding you up no matter how one last fuck here sounds, but we have plenty of time and places to try. I know we won’t have time this summer, but that office of yours sounds like a wonderful hidden dungeon, and I can’t wait to see if you do add a dungeon compartment to your trunk this year. Mari really makes me want to see what you can do with a proper one, and we should have thought about that room when we were at Hogwarts despite how out of the way it was.”

“Get moving you minx, and I plan on doing just that since it was fun playing with Mari there, but I do like the idea of an expanded compartment with a portable dungeon in it,” Harry said giving Hermione’s ass a jump causing smack. “Maybe when you get home again, June will show you their dungeon, and I wonder how having the two of you at my nonexistent mercy there will be like. I like that you are playful, pet, but I won’t hesitate to punish any of you when you step out of line or I just feel like it.”

“Yes, sir,” Hermione said spinning and snapping to attention before undressing him with her eyes as she shivered at the possibilities his dungeon would provide. “Watching mum get fucked, sucked and used was fun, but seeing her in a dungeon would be something else. Fleur will also be fun next year and I have a truly wicked idea on how to punish her for her actions; however, I suspect you will use it on us and it is rather mortifying to contemplate. Have fun with that, and seeing you showing off will have all of us women all hot and bothered some more anyways.”

Harry chuckled at that as he waved his hand and used the pack spell that Dora had mentioned her mum had shown her. It seemed that June and May had been extra frisky as some forgotten and misplaced bits of cloth were summoned, and he smirked as he added a wandless cleaning charm to keep the stained and likely smelly sexy underwear from stinking up the rest. His rituals let alone the ones Hermione had done left them strong enough to cave a dragon’s skull or arm-wrestle a giant equally while they had the speed to slaughter a pack of goblins or murder of vampires. As far as he was concerned that was a proper name and the bizarre muggles obsessed with them even the scum versions his journals had mentioned shied away from any Wizarding settlement or wizards in general due to sensing their magic and their instincts urging them away. As far as he was concerned, even the ones in the magical world were only useful when they became classed as masters to create bloodstones like the one almost humming above his heart.

He hefted the expanded and magic rich trunk with ease even as he wondered how useful adding a few additions to their vehicle had been. The added safety charms were soothing since he was attached to them in addition to being the closest thing to parents, and considering he was fucking his mum’s spirit and his adopted mum’s body, Harry didn’t have a problem once Hermione accepted her attractions. Still, he was going to miss having them around, and Vince had been his role model for a while now, but he did wonder what James had been like since visiting Sirius would be problematic at this point. Lily was still remembering him in reverse, and Alice was almost as mind blanked by her experience.

Harry made his way outside where the girls were gathered around the car, and he tried not to feel the hungry gaze that his minor display was doing, but Harry had to be grateful that they weren’t going to ravish him right now. He tried not to wonder what Hermione’s twisted punishment idea was, but he had the feeling that it would be useful if his possible feeling were right that the Veela would take his actions with Apolline and Fleur poorly. The way she had moved her tits against him made him think it might actually be worse than hanging them by their tits or having really heavy weights attached to their nipples. Still despite his carrying the trunk one handed, the women seemed to turn their arousal to more platonic appearing methods of releasing the tension a little bit.

Hermione, Alice, Anne, and Dora looked at Vincent, June and May as they hugged each other even as Harry glanced while he had loaded the new enchanted trunk with more clothes from Lela’s shop including one of the dresses Mari had worn in June and May’s sizes. Vincent didn’t mind the addition, and it had been wonderful seeing the girls show off their magic, but he had been spent from the repeated trips to the club since Harry hadn’t wanted to take the girls there or go without them so soon. May had gone with Vincent and Mari while June, Hermione and Dora had a hands on training even as Alice and Anne had enjoyed some trouble of their own. It was for the best that no one asked what they were doing, but Harry was aware that the terrified look in Antoine’s eyes meant he was aware of what the girls had done, and personally, he knew it was no worse than what the companions had done while they were away.

‘Like I had a problem with a buck of pedophiliac snuff film making idiots getting slaughtered as they fed the meet and sacrifice the companions needed to grow,’ Harry thought as June pulled him in a hug and she gave him a nicely arousing grinding as he looked over at the alright with things Vincent. ‘Still the fun had been nice, but even though I know Nellie is interested in doing some playing there will be a lot less time as we will be working hard on our studies and training. I do wish we had time for the Animagus training especially the methods that yield more than just the form, but it takes time and preparation to perform unlike some of our necromantic rituals that take less than an hour for most of them. Even though June is going back home for now, I expect that given the looks Dora and Hermione are giving her that she will be back to see how their lesson works out, and it might be what they are planning for my birthday since I doubt they want to do that party I know they are trying to hide from me. Probably try for that party later when I can have the rest around as I don’t doubt that Amy, Suz and Han have been having some fun with the Flamels as I am aware of their lifestyle, but it sounded like Nick was going to be irritable that I claimed their asses first and they explained I had sole access there, and I suspect that Amy did see how he compared although they are Hufflepuffs so they likely are having orgies when they had the time and strength. I don’t blame them and I expect they will be relatively open through their lives so over possessiveness makes little sense, and it keeps all of us happy even as I expect to have to avoid even more fanatics this year.’

Hermione had been busy with her own hugs, and Harry’s thoughts were distracted by being so close to June. Hermione didn’t have a problem with how things had turned out, as he knew from his earlier playful conversation. Still feeling June hugging him and her still heated and ready sex pressed against him once more, Harry was feeling her warmth, inhaling her arousal filled scent, and almost drowned in the way it saturated her hair as she leaned into his ear.

June gave him a teasing nibble as his hands slid down her back, and he was wondering why she was making such arousing sounds into his ear since she was about to leave. Harry mostly chalked it up to the girls and women he knew were as much teases as possible when they were playful, but normally the tease was just a bit of foreplay, and unfortunately since the car was packed and they looked ready to leave it was most likely to ensure that he responded and remembered being aroused and anticipating when next they played. He really was tempted to see about ensuring his enchanted trunk was fully stocked with a live in dungeon at this rate, but it was a tossup in finding someone that could enchant it and be silent or the knowledge and understanding learning to do it themselves would bring. Besides, learning would mean going through the journals and other books that he had inherited as Marquis Noir in addition to the ones from the Potters and his mum.

Being in an arousing hug with June, Harry was prone to drift into reminiscing or fantasizing about the future, and his current momentary daydream featured his mum alive and seeing her play with June as she had her good friend and lover Alice. His body wanted to respond to her body against him as well as his thoughts, but some part of his consciousness snapped down on his body shifting to show how pleased he was with the hug. June was practically purring into his ears as she felt him begin to rise pressing into her, but she wanted to pout as she felt him will down his response so he was only firm instead of straining. She couldn't have that especially as Hermione had teased her about what Harry would be able to do with some accessories to truly own her when she felt that craving.

“Sir, you feel wonderful around me, and I can't help but feel aroused with you so close let alone what Hermione has left inhabiting my mind,” June whispered into his ear between teasing nibbles as his hands definitely gave her ass a bit of attention as she rubbed and grinded against him in an almost indecently sexual hug. “I have to say giving how thoroughly I felt owned when you really go all dominant master on me, I and my toy are looking forward to what you can do in a real dungeon, and Mari told me some very arousing tales especially the bondage in your office. Now I know that my baby girl has a strong protective master to look out for her, and her needs will be well met by you, but May and I will be thinking about you using the dungeon that I hadn’t shown Hermione we have on us. The other thing I think I will definitely try to convince you to be fun is doing to me at least what you and Antoine did to Mari and Apolline. Normally we don’t bring other men into our fun, but the thought of you two pounding into me is very thrilling.”

“June,” Harry hissed into her ear as he had to clamp down on his immediate urge to slide her dress up, move her panties out of the way and stop restraining his dick and slide into her before having her warp her arms and legs around him as he bounced her ass as if she was a petite woman. “Don’t think I don’t know what you are doing, but you have to head back home, and you will remember that you asked for those things. When I am done with you your dungeon fantasy will require you to spend days unable to even sit down let alone fuck, and you will enjoy it so much that the short period of time recovering will be worth it. As for doubling you up with Vince, I have no problem with it, but don’t expect to have that right away. I might make you wait for months to try that out, and Vince isn’t as submissive to let you go as wild as you want anymore. I have to say that it was shocking that May had some of those fantasies, but two can play in winding the other up, and I will always know how to bring out your sub slut self, darling.”

June tried not to jump him as his teasing was definitely a response, and Harry knew how to play as he tweaked her accessories to cause her to be panting into his ear before returning to a slow tease just as she felt the pounding sound that heralded an orgasm. She knew her panties were completely drenched and her body was alight and sensitive to where she almost suspected a breathe on her sex would pull her over or even a slightly more firm yank on her tits even though rubbing them against Harry was only keeping her closer to that delightful precipice of pleasure. June wondered if his magic had somehow matured him more than physically, but some prodding had revealed the existence of pensive bowls to show memories, and seeing what he had would have made Harry less likely to act childish. Still Harry knew how to act like a real master, and from her experience it was as if Sir was far older mentally than even his fifteen plus physical state, but he did rival some of the mistresses she had met that were her age if not a bit more mature and refined.

“Yes, sir, I know you can bring me into that delicious state of being, and now I am well aware that you don’t judge our fantasies and will likely help them be fulfilled,” June huskily moaned into his flushed ear while rubbing her almost boiling panty covered sex against his pants outlined form. “I will hold you to your promises, sir, and I am very grateful that having lucked out in finding a real master that Hermione won’t have to go through the uncertainty and confusion that I did. Think about my sopping wet cunt as I drive home when I could be seeing how fun driving stick can be on your shaft, sir. I can be one hell of a tease, Harry, and while I likely won’t be performing at any of your clubs that doesn’t mean a more private show won’t be happening several times. You could even see the four of us performing for you, and I know that Alice is as precocious as I was and more so than Hermione seemed to be so I have no doubt she will be doing far more than just practicing deep throating this wonderful dick. I can feel it practically inside my ready and waiting pussy. Sir, and you can remember how wonderful I feel, but I am not the only sexy fuck you have to give a hug today so I best be off before we are fucking again.”

Letting go from June as he willed himself from giving in to the urge of ravishing her again today from the arousing hug and grind as well as the whispered promises before giving May one as well leaving her panting with his own teasing leaving her almost aroused to the point of blowing him for all to see, Harry smirked at Vincent who returned it even as June moved to ease off the arousal his hug had given her by molding onto her husband. His look of male pride didn’t waver even as Harry could tell he was on the receiving hand of some wandering hands, and glancing out of his eyes he could see that Hermione and the rest were smiling at him and Vince. May did look hot and sexy this morning even if not in any of the accident causing provocative attire that he was well aware was now in their expanded trunk.

“If you keep doing that much more, sir, I will lose what little control a toy like me has,” May groaned into his ear while he continued to play with her ass expertly. “Watching mistress trying not to fuck you when you gave her that sexy embrace was arousing enough without being in your arms or feeling you against me let alone just playing with me like the toy I am. I wouldn’t mind sucking or fucking you in front of them, but while they are less prudish here, I think someone might think bad things about us and cause some unwanted attention if we do. Please Sir?”

“I suppose, I must stop playing with you even though you are a fun toy to play with, but you do need to head off,” Harry said as he took advantage of the angle to slide his right hand lower and move her soaked panties out of the way long enough to have a feel. “Still since June might want to drive, you can play with Vince or vice versa as well as have fun on the ferry. I do think that it might be more interesting when they have that Chunnel built, but then again I think that you might like the fun I had with Mari in the wonderful customized dungeon. Just think about being tied up and having no control as I use you as I wish, and given how I love seeing a woman cum and the harder the better, I don’t think you would have a problem until you had to beg to stop. Doesn’t it sound wonderful being unable to move, but still being made to orgasm until I feel like stopping?”

“Oh fuck, but that sounds wonderful,” May loudly gasped as he listened while she was certain that he could smell and tell that she had just cum from the idea. “If you don’t plan to do something like that now, you had better stop sir, but either way I think I am going to be coming some more. Damn I just told you, how easily you can get me to beg and cum for you. I would love to be truly at your mercy until I was spent and lost track of how many times that I squirt until I don’t think I can take it and yet you make me keep going beyond what I thought I could. Still whoever isn’t driving I am going to be occupied draining this arousal you have caused me to feel.”

“That doesn’t sound that bad, sweet toy, and I think we will get around to that at some point,” Harry said as he fondled her ass while she rubbed against him working her way to another orgasm if she was going to stay in his arms. “Now I had best let you go before you jump me here given how wound up you are, but I think that when you get back you both should talk to Sarah about some additions to your playrooms, and that doesn’t count what Nikki sends along the way. She is a rather fun little sub isn’t she?”

“Yes, sir, she was fantastic and trying out her toys was fun especially while being watched,” May said as she felt the memories bring her closer to another pleasant sensation. “Some of them we or more likely you packed along will be fun to try. I have to admit that being pushed to cum again and again is wonderful as it pushed my submissive self so deliciously. Still demonstrating while both you and mistress watched was very exciting, but it was difficult to tell which of you watching worked me up more. Just think I can still feel you from this morning and I know the others can as well, but I think mistress is looking forward to you doing to her what you did to Mari and Apolline, and I definitely had that and more at the club. Please sir, say you will have one there soon as the decadence and hedonism was a breath of fresh air as they say from how constraining it seems to be at times in Britain, but some of the colonies are worse especially across the pond.”

“True that does sound like it would be fun, and the clubs are going to be set up, but in the meantime Sarah has the toys and shop, which will have plenty of focus towards ensuring that sexy women like you get to have the orgasms that some miss out on,” Harry said as his fondling could feel the pulse racing and that with a few more words May would shudder against him in release even though she would want some more still. “Toys are wonderful to add to the pleasure, but unless it is a living breathing toy like you there is no connection, and I think some like that just being driven to cum repeatedly until they are drenched and out of their mind from the aftershocks. I will have to ask June about borrowing you, and Hermione might just because she can. You liked them both using you especially when they were both licking both your still tingling from being fucked holes!”

May didn’t answer with words, but her body ground against him and he could inhale how drenched she was as she let out a hissed sound of pleasure. Vincent’s smirk hadn’t lowered even as Harry could tell that June was winding him up almost as much as May was he. He did wish he could have seen her in person as Vince had described the kinky things that May had done, and watching a woman cum was something that Harry really liked doing, but seeing them drenched in sweat and their thighs shining with their flowing juices was something that it seemed all of them liked to see. Perhaps it would be fun showing off their toys, but Harry was a bit too possessive to let anyone do that to his girls, and it was a minor struggle to allow his Hufflepuffs the freedom they had. His Surrey vassals and workers were different even the ones that had gladly entertained him while his prized possessions were away. It was a struggle not to be obsessive at times since the Dursleys had denied him so much before he found the book as it had helped him discover his magic in a slightly twisted way.

‘I think that all these lovely women have helped me deal with the issues I have from those animals I was raised with, but Vernon is a dead man already even though I do plan to do some nasty things to him before then,’ Harry thought as he tried not to do more than smirk at Vince as May ground around him with his hands playing with her ass feeling as she wiggled against him. ‘I wonder if the utter anguish on Snape’s face as I destroy anything and everything he dreamed about before Lily cuts that last tie and his throat at the same time leaving him to choke on his blood. Lily might not remember him, but the worm did plan to have me as well as dad killed, while having mum as his likely Imperioused sex slave since his lack of control and caring cost him the chance at turning their friendship to more before James became more mature according to the journals that I have skimmed. I will try to read some more when I am too tired at the Flamels, but this vacation has been crazy that none of us have really picked a book up outside of light reading while enjoying the sun. Still the purely pleasure part of the summer is over, but given what I know of Nellie the Flamels won’t be just work, and Su will want to catch up even if I wish she would do more than almost cackle in her writings about how wound up Zhu is from our encounter. I suppose I should let May go now, but we might have some fun at the château before we leave. Lela did say there had been something funny we had missed, but it was likely not going to be talked about since it would get Antoine in trouble. I wonder if he passed out before Polly got home that day from serving at the shop, but Gabby likely has been sworn to secrecy and the only witnesses would be House Elves who would never talk.’

Harry captured May’s lips for a moment using her dangling tussled hair to keep any passersby from seeing it, and she moaned into his mouth as he moved one hand to between them to get a feel of her aroused tits through her nice and sexy dress. It wasn’t the little black fishnet dress that Mari had worn, but it was still a classic little black dress with plenty of curves shown. They had picked it up at Lela’s shop, and Harry had enjoyed a nice slow suck as they tried outfits on before Nikki and Lela had played with both June and May. Ok, it had been Fleur on her knees and Harry had enjoyed toying with her free access body, but it wasn’t the same as the nicely proper looking one that Naomi wears. Still Fleur had helped the three ladies relax during their shopping trip, but Dora had been back at their rooms enjoying Alice and Anne or some combination he hadn’t asked them about since he really hadn’t wanted the images distracting him at the time. He really would have to see how June responded with Dora some more, but June did mention she planned to test how they learned their lesson on muscle control, and being subjected to their practices was fun.

He broke the kiss as May was so worked up she forgot how to breathe while kissing and her lungs needed more oxygen for her spasming muscles. May and June made Harry realize that he was one lucky motherfucker, and Vince was a lucky man as well having not only those two sexy things in his life, but he had a wonderful daughter in Hermione. He really had expected a properly terrifying father and guy dating let alone other things with his daughter talk, but Harry had already been almost adopted, and if it hadn’t been for the meddling of Dumbledore and others then it probably would have happened since both Alice and Anne’s parents weren’t exactly the most attentive and active parents in the world.

Nodding his head with his hand full of May’s ass squeezing and playing with her curved and firm cheeks causing her to shudder, Harry saw the look of acknowledgement giving May one last moan causing tease before she walked over to join the two and rubbed herself against both of them, while Hermione and Alice moved and then wrapped their arms around him with Anne and Dora around Alice and Hermione as well as himself respectively. It was difficult not to smirk as both of his lovers gave him a toe curling body searing kiss before they gave each other one while Vincent recovered, and Harry felt a bit closer to his almost adopted father with what had happened over the vacation, but they were heading to the Flamels while they headed back to prudish Britain even as he planned to visit again as well as his island in the future.

At least they would have their old haunts and the ones his minions were creating to better alleviate the suffering lack of proper release caused especially all that stress and conflict. Harry knew that if they weren’t physically exhausted from their studies that there would be plenty of sexual release, and he was still worried that his libido seemed to be growing beyond what his enhanced minions could handle. He had nightmares that his physical need for release might make him as bad as some of the scum that they killed. Harry was aware of beings that were consumed by their hungers, and even the Dementors and vampires had their issues with that, but Su had mentioned creatures that were more prevalent in the east that were far worse than the succubae and incubi in the west. Harry was aware from his investigations into the Death Eaters and their associates that all of them should die because they were rapists and murderers of the worst sort. They were all dead they just didn’t know they would be joining their associates from Azkaban soon enough, and Harry doubted that any other Death Eaters were as forced as Bella had been, but it was possible that some had been forced or more accurately coerced into service except that the mark required certain prerequisites.

Feeling the support of his minions and followers around him, Harry didn’t show the turmoil he felt in that there was likely some controls Voldemort had spelled into his mark that he could use if they were simply Parseltongue commands, but he couldn't know since the ones he knew of were inaccessible at the moment. Unfortunately, Cissa couldn't bring Lucius to him or allow Harry there to deal with him unless he could suborn the wards. Harry could visit, but the magic invoked a form of hospitality that prevented guest and host from harming the other even though it didn’t extend to those brought in as slaves, victims, or such. Dobby couldn’t kill him in the Manor even though he was now a Black elf, but Dobby also was not required to save the dead man either if it was someone under Harry’s influence doing the dead or even others. The bonds on House Elves were a complicated thing, but they existed for a reason where an elf without would slowly die of a form of starvation just as Dementors would without drinking deep of misery.

‘They are odd servants I suppose needing to feed on despair to grow stronger while most wizards seem to think they feed on happy thoughts when it is actually their bringing those horrible thoughts to the surface to drink the emotions that were present in them,’ Harry thought as he tried not to laugh at thinking about the terrifying to most creatures when he had four sexy women snuggled around him. ‘Still they are useful and wizards only have the Patronus to drive them off with an overload of positive emotions which they don’t digest as easily normally and the concentrated amount is like shoving sawdust into a normal person. Lethifolds aren’t that bad either except their tendency to prefer the warmer climates and their digesting their prey after smothering them could be a problem. Unfortunately, since the marriage still exists, I can't just kill the idiot and even when it is dissolved while I could enter the wards, they had compulsions or closer to the terms of a vow that would be bothersome. Still Dora will enjoy dealing with Lucius considering his issues with Cissa and her mother, and now I can only hope that life drops a similar opportunity for Hermione since the obvious ones would be missed too easily at this time, but we could always see about any lesser predators that would have been targeting her although it seems they have already been culled by someone else.’

Harry shook his head and looked over meeting Vincent’s eyes for a moment as they communicated something deep in their mutual appreciation for the beauties that graced their loves. As it was, Harry had plenty to be happy about nowadays even though he didn’t get to remove the rest of the scum that endangered his new and old families. He wasn’t deluded to think he would be able to directly confront Dumbledore and the Ministry at this time in combat without a higher chance of death for him and his minions. Still there was a chance of winning if it came to that type of conflict, but wizards were even more docile and easily convinced than the muggles were especially with the half assed attempts the Oblivators used to cover up accidentally seen magic.

Unfortunately, magic allowed far more causal misuses of power than otherwise and there were plenty of people that if they weren’t lazy would do worse things almost on par with the Death Eaters. The world seemed like a dark place at times where nothing good was done that didn’t benefit someone doing so, but Harry knew there was more to life than a savage existence where might made right, and he didn’t want to be a part of a world where rape was rendered morally justifiable anymore. At least he was certain that his aura and pheromones didn’t create a level of coercion or loss of ability to give consent like some things, but they did help smooth things out for his interactions, and it was not as if he was actively letting lose where people were rendered obedient puppies or anything. Looking over at June and May as they almost glowed next to Vince, Harry almost wished he hadn’t raided some of the non-magical libraries fiction for ideas, but it was strange how they without the abilities to do something thought up ways that those with magic and likely at some point the technology wouldn’t seem to consider as it was so outside their thought processes. Still all of them were happy even in this momentary parting of ways, and there was plenty to look forward to in the future that his usually cynical impulses were eclipsed by the positive almost optimistic successes his life seemed to have become inundated with lately.

With his lovers around him and seeing his extended family happy, Vincent had plenty of reasons to smile even without the usual adventures that they normally had when they didn’t have Hermione around, and the Club had been a treat that pushed his limits where May had ended up drenched in come since she had felt in the mood, while he had always left with his balls drained and a smile that not even some of the games had gotten off his face. He knew that June would like to visit, but the rules made that unlikely unless Harry was there in person as the owner, and even then, June would likely want to be in her dominant mode while she was allowed to play with the members. It had been a hedonistic paradise that Vincent hoped Harry would find a way to open in Britain since it had been delightful as long as the prudes there didn’t make their lives and business troublesome.

“You keep the girls safe, Harry, and we will see you before they go back to school,” Vincent said as he reached around his own two lovers currently cuddling him next to the car to shake Harry’s hand before they somehow managed to give each other a man hug while his ladies found the girls giving them a last hug of their own. “I have to say that the trip was stranger than I thought it would be, and I didn’t expect most of the fun for a few years more, but I trust you more than most fathers would. Still, I expect that you will be helping on the bike and maybe with this windfall of recourses track down one of the bikes we talked about before. I know you want the girls to take advantage of these opportunities, and I can appreciate that especially with how sugarcoated we were misinformed about this new opportunity. I don’t believe that we have or could show how much we appreciate taking Hermione and Alice under your wing these past few years especially at school this year with Hermione and the girls next year.”

“Of course, Vince, you know I will keep them safe, and I know you will do the same for June and May,” Harry said as he returned the back-patting hug while he was happy for his big-brother/adopted father figure. “I was going to look after them anyways even though I try to avoid having to deal with the stalkers and fan girls. As for the bike, I plan to find a Black Lighting and a Black Shadow because they would be wonderful to get my hands on them. The resources are nice in that they allow opportunities, but money is a means to an end like everything else and not and end goal in and of itself, and the political and social influences are the same in that they give options and alternatives to accomplish things. Personally, while I don’t think I would be happy as a sheltered naïve boy wishing for the comfort of being in a cupboard, I do think that escaping the level of problems that man wanted to keep hidden from me, and the opportunities are a better option than what those people wanted for me. Still I am free of them and once I can be old enough to officially be free completely without other people meddling since they think they know better, I can have Vernon fired from my company, thrown out of my house, the company car repossessed, and his savings confiscated for both personal and corporate fraud he has committed. Unfortunately, if I try to deal with it now, Dumbledore will try to get involved since he has some plan, and I doubt that he will not use his political connections to prevent things from spiraling of his control.”

“I can understand that we have to wait and it is a good thing to be able to anticipate working on restoring those two beauties when the time comes, but you do understand that we worked hard to make sure that Hermione was not in the stress and misery of poverty,” Vincent said as he let Harry free and the two looked at each other even as the girls occasionally did more than hug each other. “I don’t take back what I have done to ensure that my baby girl never had to deal with those issues, but I have disliked how it kept us from being home and available for her and how it also allowed for us not to notice that even with the books and attention we tried to provide that Hermione was miserable before you came around. My life when I was younger wasn’t the best and getting the means to get where I am now came with sacrifice, and I saw things that made my decision to ensure that Hermione had every opportunity possible in life. It was why I had less reservations about Hogwarts as I hoped it would give her more options, but it seems that would not have been without you, and my baby girl would have been more disadvantaged if she had become so enraptured she let her regular studies flounder from lack of interest.”

“I was happy to help and I wasn’t the poster boy for outgoing social people either, but Alice wouldn’t let me stay the cold hearted loner, and Anne became our friend more so after some problems that worked out in the end,” Harry said as he gave June and May a somewhat teasing hug before looking at Vince. “Someday you will have to tell me about it, but life isn’t fair, and before we were born there were issues that mad most of the recent troubles seem tame. Still the bikes will be fun, and it makes up for the excessive shopping trips that we will find ourselves on, but June likely will be shopping at the soon to open British branch of Lela’s boutique, which means that playing pack mule won’t be the same headache since they are magic stores. Expanded space and the trunk closet and organizer are very useful things, and I know some places that have good things even though the professors try to ensure that students don’t go outside the main alley with the overpriced yet officially sanctioned shops.”

“I am happy for that, and I know you will keep an eye on them even though I would prefer to meet them first, but I can understand why you are doing things this way even though I don’t have to like it,” Vince said as he opened the door for June to get into the driver’s side before opening the door on the other side for May. “We will see you around the week before school starts, and I trust you Harry to keep them out of trouble. At least you all can use your wands and I don’t doubt that you already have Alice and Anne practiced in both that and normal self-defense just in case. Odd that the restriction letter turned out not to apply to you since you three are apprentices as well as outside of England at the moment, but even though nothing in life is free, one doesn’t ignore opportunity when it drops in your lap. Hermione, Alice, Anne, I want you to listen to Harry and Dora I expect that your mother might be upset, but I expect you already have plans for that as well.”

They nodded and smiled at him, but Alice, Anne and Hermione were officially Harry’s apprentices even though the records filed were held by the Goblins, and Dora was once more a Black as she should have been, but neither the ministry nor Dumbledore’s people knew and that include Andromeda. The old laws had them all as his vassals as well granting a number of provisions for them as well as their wand rights, but they didn’t plan to even tell Amelia about that and going with Harry as the Black and emancipated quietly if she asked. June was going to drive and May was next to her leaving the woman between the openly married duo, and the car had more charms added to it than anyone outside of Arthur Weasley especially as his were done in a way that the man wouldn’t be able to bother him just like Sarah had told him his other vehicles were done up.

As Vincent entered the car, he found out that May had plans for him even as his lovely wife was driving, and Harry smirked at the relatively well-adjusted family. They were a stable group even if not conventional, but at least they didn’t have the trouble that the Delacours had the night that he had been visited by Fleur and Nikki after ravishing the girls and that was also the night before he had finally resolved things sexually with the three available lovelies that were related to Hermione in caring if not blood. It was a good thing that they were going away for a bit as Gabby was still grounded for her sugar rampage and devastation of the coffee, chocolate and desserts at the château including guzzling the few bottles of chocolate syrup that the girls had for playing, as they were not cheap since they were designed to be slightly easier to remove than the usual store brought brands.

If Harry had been there, his girls imagined that they could see him sitting back with a wide smirk on his face even as he hears the tortured screams of the older spent man and the quick-fire French from all of them mixed in with Gabby's laughter and Fleur’s frustrated shouts as her little sister escapes her again as some of the caffeine had lingered in her system even that next morning. They had thought it was funny when they had just thought it had just been papa's coffee that was swiped, but that laughter had turned to horror when they started picking up after Gabby and they found candy wrappers scattered around the house some of which were only found in their personal stashes especially when they were feeling down or irritable. When they saw the brand of chocolate one of the wrappers was they both had run to where they had stashed the chocolates to find them missing and both mother and daughter had exploded with Fleur chases Gabby who had found one last stash and was not bouncing off the walls, but she was acting like a cat trying to climb the drapes and shit giggling her ass off before Fleur tried to pull her off the drapes and catch her as she was bouncing off the furniture and such, while her mamma hunted down her papa who was meant to be watching her even though he had been worn out by his lunch meeting with Harry and their playing together with Mari.

Still as he watched May playing with Vincent, Harry had little doubt that May would be draped over both of their laps on the ferry ride, and he was grateful that the alternative was not available even if it would allow the non-magicals to travel quickly from Britain to the continent besides using the more fuel consuming and less mass moving planes. They would be departing from the Château to arrive at the Flamel home where Amelia had at least Susan with her if their letters were accurate. He could hope that Gabby hadn’t gotten into the sugar or coffee again, but it was likely that Apolline was keeping an eye on her while Fleur was busy at the shop today. It had been a very amusing time with June getting her custom fitting and Nikki had a hands-on trial for the new accessories that day. May had spent that day with Vincent and Mari at the club and the smile on her face even after she had been cleaned of the numerous splattering coatings from both male and female releases as she had definitely been well used as had Mari while Vincent had been walking stiffly from the exertions he had even though he had kissed June on his return with love the passion was there if on a low ebb considering that he looked like he had been at one hell of an orgy.

As for getting there securely, Night’s gorging had improved his abilities to transport and he wondered how the other companions had improved as it had been slightly odd not having them around just in case the need arose. Shadow had also gained the ability to travel in his namesake so that they could transport the four girls easily while the girls had yet to gain the control to hold things of any real amount in their shadows, but Harry had a work around planned once they got to Diagon or more accurately Knockturn Alley. He had kicked himself for not having as expanded a trunk as possible, but Harry had been unsure of Dumbledore or the elves would notice him having one with a dungeon in it over Christmas, and before that he didn’t have the inclination to disappear people that would be alive let alone willing sex slaves occupying and enjoying the satisfaction of being live in dungeon playthings.

Harry already was kicking himself for not thinking about a secure mobile and enchanted location especially as he doubted that his short stay at the Burrow would be less than frustrating as he had gotten used to having company at night, and he had discovered that even spending the dreamtimes talking and playing with his mother and godmother was not the same as feeling things physically. Besides, George and Fred or their silly aliases aside had warned him about Ginny over the course of the previous school year, and the way she reacted to his name on the platform had not helped. He had resisted both Alice and Anne’s insistent attempts at seduction, and Harry preferred not to worry that some poor girl was so infatuated that she would possibly impale her body and more while he slept to get the dream that it seemed Molly Weasley had been crafting in her mind since before she could walk. Harry had been reluctant to end people that would be noticed or those that in theory could possibly be rehabilitated even though he had his doubts that Draco or Ronald could be turned into productive members of society although being made productive other things was a more possible thing.

They hadn’t said goodbye at where they were staying, but a decent little shopping area a bit closer to the Floo access that Fleur had used to visit them, and looking around as his girls were nuzzling against him, they made their way to there to go have a short time at the Delacour’s château. Night and Shadow were able to carry at least two people with them now and Harry could move himself with some effort so the group together would be able to arrive at the hidden and secluded home of the reclusive Flamels. Given that the stone was known for only two of its abilities as well as no one knew the real cost for crafting it in the Wizarding World, Harry could understand their reclusive nature even if he was well aware that they were incredibly hedonistic even after their six hundredth birthdays, but given their pasts that was an understandable thing to be from having been more impoverished and seeing how short and retched life was in their youths.

“Well girls, we still need to say goodbye to the Delacours even though Fleur won’t be off work for a while still,” Harry said as they moved towards the somewhat hidden fireplace although it was less rural England looking than the ones they were used to using. “I do kind of hope that Gabby isn’t having a sugar rush even though Polly has her grounded for her behavior. Don’t give me that look Alice, just think how you would feel if your chocolate stashes were raided, and tell me how that would put you in an off mood. Still it is kind of nice seeing more understandable family relations than I had with those shallow ass lickers growing up, and you have to admit that clothes shopping was enjoyable for all of us, but I still will have to take you to a few out of the way shops I know when we return to England.”

They smiled at him and made out with him as they moved towards the Floo. Ok, they hugged and kissed him and each other while their hands roamed over each other especially as all of them damn well knew that Vince was being at least sucked while they drove, and May and June were going to take turns being on his dick while sucking the other as they would in that situation. Fleur and Apolline likely would be on the receiving end of the groups playing before some dinner and then they would head out to Nick and Nellie’s place to meet up with them and the Ladies Bones. Given the sexual hedonism there, they would have time playing even though their dedication and their master’s drive while taking advantage of the opportunity there would leave them with not much time for playing.

Harry knew there would be some playtime especially as Nellie was planning on their fucking several times, and Amy had told him that she wanted to try some combinations, but her note had mentioned they were playing somewhat while getting some advantage from the resources there. Ok, so he knew Nick was pissed that even though she had been interested when they encountered each other when confronting Dumbledore, Amy had told him her ass was off limits. Still the women talked so he was really tempted to have snagged a time turner from his collection of restricted items just to survive the hoard there while gaining some training. This vacation had been the first time in his life he had really just enjoyed having fun since finding the book, and the moment he had an inkling of what his ambition had become, but having talked with Lily and his godmother Alice there was no way he would leave them in that limbo even though he knew Lily at least had been receiving orgasms by proxy as well was Alice now. Overall, it didn’t do to be so focused on the destination that you forgot the journey to get there.

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Their last afternoon at the Delacour home was a journey of debauchery that should have sated even a sex demons libido, but Harry tried not to frown that he was only slacked and not completely feeling that almost animalistic hunger sated even though Antoine had passed out several times amidst the pleasures they had experienced. He was in decent shape for his years even though Apolline had made him down a few rather potent smelling potions to ensure he lasted as long as he had, and Fleur had been almost as interested in watching as Hermione as the two men had not only pleasured their lovers, but Apolline and Mari had been double teamed by them to their shouts of pleasure until some of the women had put their mouths to better use amidst their own frolicking with each other.

Gabby had been occupied suitably so as not to intrude even though most of them were fairly certain that from earlier conversations that she had inherited more of her grandmother’s blood even stronger than her mamma, but at least she wasn’t consistently tapping into the instinctive sexual knowledge and lore that was inherent to the Veela race, and Harry was thus able to put off more successfully than he had Alice or Anne’s ministrations when they had been around the same age. On the plus side, he hadn’t found a time turner or other temporal magics before Hogwarts, or those two with as precocious as they are would have managed to trap themselves somewhere until even his resolve and control lessened to have gone on to more than necessary motions. Gabby took after her mamma that was true, but so far while she was aware of the playing they did even though at times she knew the mechanics of what they did there was yet to be the same hunger in her eyes, and unlike Apolline there was less chance that she would awaken as young as a colony raised Veela would have done.

Still the women around Harry were certain that she would likely try to ask for more than familial caresses, kisses and hugs before her first year of Buxbaton’s ended, which was at most two years away if she didn’t start a bit sooner. Harry had wondered about the strange vision he had about his sort of baby sister that looked a few years down the line where he was carrying her drenched out of the Black Lake at Hogwarts, but the shock hadn’t affected how he was arching off the bed as he watched as Nikki rode him as she came repeatedly around him with Hermione and Alice toying with her out of reach body. He could have reached past her rippling stomach, but compared to the lesson that June had given Hermione and Dora her muscle control was still somewhat lacking, and Harry was looking forward to the unknown date for their test.

It was not the first time that Harry had minor glimpses of things that he thought were possibilities, but despite the Greeks having used the inherent nonlinear temporal connection of ghosts to try to divine the future there was something different about this, and he suspected that even though he was able to feel multiple orgasms that only a woman lost in sexual euphoria might be able to truly see the future. At least it was something that his libido trying to take over his life would be good for, and the ladies around him didn’t seem to say no to multiple overlapping orgasms of varying intensity, but Harry did wonder at times why it had seemed Petunia had been so frustrated before pushing it away as despite having frequent conjugal visits with his limbo lost mum and godmother that he didn’t really want to consider anything involving Petunia and Vernon even though if it had been an accident getting her pregnant with Dudley with no proper releases that would explain her perpetual irritation. As it was, he got some impressions that things had been better before that creepy twat Snape had got involved in their lives, but while he had assimilated the practical skills potions and likely spell wise from his mental response to the bully’s inelegant Legilimency probe so many months ago, Harry suspected that his subconscious mind was burying something from it almost as much as what had happened that blurry night Voldemort had struck down his family.

He hadn’t had time to do more than appreciate the searing kiss Nikki had given him as she shakily slid off him before Alice had hopped on and Hermione had stifled his response with her flowing sex even as the two had somehow managed to have Nikki suspended above them. Things blurred as Lela had been there long enough to join the fun and he knew that while he was the only man inside her that session there was the taste of other women on her and her scent was heavily mixed with not only his minions but the others there as well. With his mouth and dick perpetually occupied as he felt his face and thighs drenched with their juices, Harry was unable to see around them, but his eyes saw many flashes of things as the room was flooded with not only his arousing presence, but his girls and two aroused part-Veela’s allure and aroma.

Apolline and Mari had definitely put Antoine’s face to good use as well as the girls acting almost as sexually promiscuous as a Hufflepuff or the allegedly disappeared true Fae, but it seems someone had put some wards to use the waste energies, and the château was already impressively warded considering its age and the risk at being a Delacour. Still with the amount of power flooding into them, Harry almost wondered what could breach the wards, but images of many attempts past and future seemed to momentarily cloud his mind before he came with a roar inside Fleur as Apolline was rocking on his face, and he knew even with his eyes covered with Apolline’s shinning skin that the two were passionately kissing and otherwise stimulating each other even as his part added to it. As the two women clutched each other trying not to fall off him, Harry wondered if during the test with Dora, Hermione and June if that would be the best time to push them past their current limits of at most kissing, hugging and playing with above the waist for the most part. There had been an exploratory bit where their finger had been inside each other, but both had tried to treat it as a hands on lesson instead of a sexual encounter between them, but seeing Hermione with her finger first on June’s stomach and then in her pussy as she demonstrated how to use her muscles before repeating on both Hermione and Dora was a very sexually stimulating experience.

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Nikki had been aided by Lela in returning to the shop, but some of the last minute toys that the runes mistress to be had gifted her master and his other pets were going to be useful, or they would be in normal polygamous groups where the women needed some help in getting their own releases once Harry was spent. They had wanted to stay where they would likely spend a few hours being fucked until they were crawling, but since Fleur was already in no shape to return to the shop even if she was going to be just kept on hand for pleasuring the girls if not demonstrating their newer toys to their customers. Harry was aware that one project he planned to accomplish either at the Flamels or with the Li’s would be replicating if not improving on the communication mirrors which he had heard from Sirius would be the equivalent of a mobile video phone. His inner scholar wondered about a portable library that would have all of his books at his fingertips similar to how the Book would be if it weren’t built to safeguard accidentally using magic far beyond one’s abilities.

Vincent had shown off the cutting edge business computers helping to alleviate the hell of filing cabinets somewhat, but Harry had the impression that they would someday be far better and usable than they were now, and had set a portion of his investments into that business as well as the growing since the earlier eighties beginning portable phone market. He had a large House or Houses to take care of now, and unlike ordinary businesses, there was more familial bonds in it than that. Harry was too pessimistic from the Dursleys to leave his wellbeing in one basket, and even though potions and such had been his boon, he would not overlook other avenues to ensure his economic freedom even with his inherited assets. He had responsibilities to his people in Surrey, his islands, and now Lela and her girls without going into the inherited concerns of both House Potter in Britain and House Black both there and here.

Both had managed to leave with a decent mouth worth of his fresh cum, but he had been jumped again before he had reigned in his presence and aura, and while it had cowered them on a primal level, the women in the room had been very open and demanding that he use them. While he hadn’t had many toys available, Mari had brought what she considered a good starter set for his portable dungeon, and he really wished that Nikki were trained to the level of creating that almost secretively familial magic to create a dungeon compartment for his trunk instead of minor expansions. Still he had taken advantage of Antoine napping to show off what he had done to Mari for them to see, and Apolline and Fleur had been very good models as he demonstrated the more brilliant toys that Nikki left, and once Sarah added the muggle toys there would be some battery less delights to use. It was a shame that the more powerful toys had to be plugged into the wall, as batteries short of a car battery would be too easily depleted for the larger ones.

A good part of the fun they had was a reverse gangbang where his face was frequently tasting them as his almost insatiable dick was repeatedly drenched from riding girls as his fingers toyed while holding some penetrative and vibrating toys as well as just holding them from the inside, and he was aware of tongues in many places especially where he was being squirted on by the loudly coming women. Sure they were frequently using toys on each other, and watching Apolline tied on Fleur as Hermione and Alice took turns on their asses for his amusement as Dora practiced her control was very draining. Antoine had recovered enough to be ridden, and Harry had demonstrated his dominance by driving both Mari and Apolline on top of him until the poor man was lucky to handle their cleaning tongues.

It felt almost as a dream, but the women led them to showers even as Mari and Apolline helped Antoine down some rather revolting smelling potions as well as massage some of Hermione’s oil with a few originally Middle Eastern herbs to keep his dick from being chaffed for days. Fleur had admitted that her mum had added a true aphrodisiac to her papa’s potion because being outshone by Harry too often would be bad for him. It was a potion worth its weight in platinum and far better than other such things as it worked equally on both sexes. Unfortunately, it had occasionally been found in the muggle world, and once a rather unscrupulous young man had borrowed some, but considering that Fleur and the Veela had been informed his use had helped liberate the muggle side of Victorian prudish behavior as well as other such things, it was little doubt that it was not overly looked into or the other things.

Still as Harry enjoyed showering and lathering up the women as their hands wandered over each other and him, Fleur was mostly resting against the heated wall letting the warm water soothe her overactive body. Her mouth was rather loose in her admitting about how things were in school as well as the disappointment that it would be months before she had a Harry induced orgasm, but that she would likely be thanking Nikki profusely for the stand in that matched their master’s dick perfectly, and her remaining month and change at the shop would help her be properly prepared for next summer or possibly Christmas where his head maid would undergo training her. Fleur admitted that she knew that her pride had cost her a lot, but her allure was actually more controllable now, and considering that her female peers had distrusted her since the men at school were easily entranced with her allure thus costing her most female friends, Fleur was looking forward to rebuilding some of those connections. Ok, in her post sex bliss, Fleur admitted that she had repressed her interest in women and some would be fun, and Harry’s presence, aura, and scent had decently conditioned her as well as the repetitively arousing seeing his sexual domination acts had left her wanting to see more.

Alas, she would be spending her time at home or the shop, and possibly seducing a classmate if she caught them on the beach, but Fleur admitted more as Harry had easily brought her into his arms and she wiggled against him before feeling him slip into her once more, and his hands ensured her tits were squeaky clean even as she lost track of whose fingers were elsewhere. The heat of the shower and his dick inside her allowed Fleur to admit things and as she was thinking aloud, they heard her real feelings in watching Mari and the others driven to orgasm as well as being restrained as well as her own experience. Unknowingly, Harry had glimpses of the punishment and play that Hermione was contemplating, and his subconscious wondered how off-putting serving tea would be when the cream was fresh milk and the sugar was their honey as it came from a trussed up and stimulated woman with a milk machine and vibrators attached to both her magically replenishing swollen tits and collecting the fresh juices from her frothing cunt. Hermione also pictured their eyes glazed in near constant orgasm lust, and if Nikki came up with a vanishing rune to only purge and always purge one’s ass then a plug could be there always unless Harry was using it or they were otherwise enjoying playing with their tight little assholes.

Fingers and tongues as well as Harry’s slowly less needy to stay permanently aroused manhood tested the girls were clean everywhere, and once dried off the girls and Harry ensured their holes had been felt up with the oil to ensure they were not going to be wincing from honeymooners’ syndrome. They had a few elves seeing to caring for the companions that had arrived, and while they had places to go, there was no rush as they drew out every moment of their time together. Mari and Apolline had left Antoine recovering against the wall as they had a less driven shower time, but Mari was only a witch while Apolline’s Veela heritage helped as she needed to support her lover as they made their own ways to get dressed, while Antoine had been left to his own devices enough to walk under his own strength even if his knees felt weak from their checking he was clean before they had used the oil which was thankfully non staining until they tucked him into his pants.

Harry was aware of that as Night tended to fly about even though the elves and one he heard called Aida was helping tend them even though the elves were somewhat skittish about Kiki. He was aware of the companions having arrived sometime after digesting their bloody slaughter of an island occupied by both pedophiles and snuff film makers, but there was no way to have them at where they were staying with the Grangers and May. Some of his sexual shenanigans was because he didn’t want to watch what they found on that island especially the knowledge that they were more cannibalistic than his fellow killers was, but he wouldn’t find a way to think about fucking his food let alone roasting his lovers after killing them or cooking them alive like some did on that now depopulated island. Harry would have to send a message to Sarah or possibly have Antoine help arrange the acquisition of the island as the owners had been there and pleaded not to be killed before being eaten alive instead of just cooked alive.

“What is it, sir?” Hermione asked as she saw Harry was distracted even as she helped button up his shirt while she could feel Dora behind her doing the same to her. “You seem a bit less happy despite having ravished the lot of us, and can I say that watching you with Fleur and Apolline as well as doubling up Apolline and Mari was very arousing. Something has to be bothering you besides knowing that we will be making up for the fun with a lot of hard work. I must say that all of us are very happy with the fun you had with each other and us, and you should be unable to do anything but smile or smirk after coming so many times, sir. I think being paddled with some of the nastier toys wouldn’t get our glow down to be honest; therefore, something has to be bothering you, master.”

“I do have some things on my mind, but all the fun makes it hard to pout or frown, and orgasms almost should be proscribed because they would be almost more mood improving than pharmaceuticals,” Harry said as he pondered what to say with Fleur looking a bit spent still especially after giving her another tow goes in the shower even though he had done that to each of them. “Night took a bit of a fly around, and I am unsure how to feel about their little hunting trip. Oddly, muggles are far more capable of stomach twisting things than even Death Eaters it seems or the monsters that seem to shy away from magical society since our spells can easily dispatch most of them. One would think with magic that there would be more creativity but that is not the case.”

“I take it that they were hunting somewhere and you are wondering about Fleur at the moment even though she is both almost sleep walking and oath bound as much as most of us,” Hermione said before moaning as Dora slipped her hands into her shirt to feel her up while pressing her bare breasts against her back feeling her hard nipples dragging through her shirt. “Dora if you don’t stop that I will do what mum and May were thinking about and feeling Harry inside me as we rub against each other. I really thought mum would have done that since you were so close when school ended, and I expect if you hadn’t fucked them both this morning that they would have done so, but I know that even the most platonic things you do make me horny as hell. I wouldn’t mind punishing Dora if she keeps this up, but I think you want to get to the Flamels sometime today, Harry.”

“You are right about that Hermione, and we should meet up with the rest in the entrance way soon enough even though Mari looks like she will be napping there and Fleur will be a near go almost as much as Polly is,” Harry said before reaching around Hermione and grabbing both of Dora’s nipples and tugging up on them until she was on her tiptoes before he wandlessly summoned her nipple clamps to his hands. “Now Dora, I want you to think about this for a while so you understand that you should not be acting like this when we do have a schedule to keep such as now. These should give you something to think about in the meantime, but Hermione will be more than allowed to punish you properly later for your misbehavior, do you understand, pet?”

“Yes, sir,” Dora said before hissing as the clamps bit into her flesh and then vibrated on low while sending small shocks across her sensitive nipples almost making her want to shift to her real form. “I understand, sir, and I expect mistress to punish me harshly. The shocks might be fun otherwise, but I think if I got a spanking I would be very happy which you don’t want now.”

“Of that you can be sure, pet, but master is right that we do need to hurry otherwise I know we would be soothed with punishing you, and your ass does respond nicely to a good paddling and more,” Hermione said as she felt her breath against her neck as Harry was toying with her clipped and jolted nipples almost requiring her to hang by them or use her other legs to reach further up. “You could also stop toying with my tits so master can finish buttoning them up even though your hands do feel nice if distracting. It really does make me want to unbutton your pants, sir, and slide your dick inside me, but you are correct that we are holding things up. It would be rude to leave without saying goodbye and I want to see how Mari and Apolline look seeing how Fleur looks very spent.”

“I will agree with you, Mia, and I suppose I do need a few more names for you besides Mine and Pet, but don’t think I don’t know some of your ideas on how to punish sexy sluts like both of you are,” Harry said as he pulled harder and twisted while random sparks crossed Dora’s strained nipples. “In the meantime, I suppose torturing Dora’s nipples will do at the moment, but watching you smack her ass until it is red and bleeding will settle things later. For now we need to go on before I decide to truss you up properly and torment you while playing with anyone not spent yet.”

They nodded in agreement before Harry almost caused Dora to do more than have shiny eyes from how much it hurt almost supporting her body with her tits. She really should have realized that playtime was over for now, but while her own rebirth had been less traumatic than Anne’s conversion, Dora was more free spirited sexually and almost as obsessed with having as much fun and sexual gratification as possible especially after the hell of being back under her parents’ roof where she couldn’t even get to masturbate to ease some of the pressure. Anne was very much a mental mess and without Harry or Alice around she likely would have gone on a truly horrific killing spree, but so far Harry and Alice had managed to curb her urges in that matter even though Harry had been disturbed by how almost addicted she was to her body being used.

Harry wasn’t being needlessly cruel of that Hermione was sure as she watched Dora out of the mirror being almost suspended by her tits, and her own dark impulses wondered if that would be worse than tugging or weights let alone being degraded to a human milk cow. Harry had a list of people he was going to make suffer then die, while she had only a handful of spoiled cunts to crush, but with her inner darkness and vindictiveness flamed by their relationships, Hermione was certain that those bullying fools would wish they were just left to bleed out. Still it was Dora being punished that helped her resist her own libido’s demands that she do as she mentioned to him, and she suspected that her mum would have that on future departures if she hadn’t been earlier left nicely swirling about unlike their currently cleaned in and out bodies.

Dora was somewhat upset before they helped her into her clothes, but she nodded in acceptance as Hermione added a similar restraint to her clit, and she was grateful for the added tolerance her transformation had caused. Sure, there was a cost to everything, and it had been some effort to meet some of the changes requirements, but getting slightly bloody meat to eat hadn’t been too difficult, while she hadn’t asked how Hermione had gotten her feedings in let alone ask how the younger two had done so. Harry had mentioned things in passing, and she had fed him in that rather pleasant way before her ritual, but at least those two looked older now or it would be creepy some of what they had done. They had some girl talk while Hermione and Harry had been otherwise occupied, and she felt a bit less reluctant in her decision and the cost of things, but Anne was downright terrifying in how detached she was from normal people.

Alice wasn’t as bad from Dora’s interactions with her, but one thing she was well aware of was the cost of betrayal in their twisted family. Regardless of what her mother thought, Dora was a proper Black now, and before years end or at most the school years end, she would have her hands stained with more than the blood of sentient beings, but one of the trash humans that her poor aunts had been forced to wed. Her own inner darkness had been slightly irritable at not having been the one to deal with Bella’s tormenters, but as Harry was her lord, head of house, and master as well it was his place to suitably handle things.

Still Harry had added to her punishment by getting her worked up to being on edge before giving her mistress Hermione a helpful and encouraging kiss that had left her not only panting, but their master licking his fingers clean from her fresh juices. At least they hadn’t used her mouth to lick her clean, but that was more because they would get too distracted if they did so, and yet Hermione had still managed to further rub things in by draining Harry so he no longer strained his pants before Alice and Anne came in with Fleur supported between them, and the quarter Veela was lucky that their hands weren’t doing worse to her than they were. Still they had been mostly dressed and Hermione was practically broadcasting her image of Fleur with her tits swollen for milk being offered up to be milked or nursed on by them. Their minds were different before, but her mum had mentioned that while nursing helped form a bond it didn’t necessarily feel the greatest, but Dora suspected that between her master and mistress that it would be possible to condition someone to crave that just like anything else.

As they made their way out of their guest quarters, Dora tried not to dwell on all that Anne had mentioned, and thankfully not in front of Fleur although it was likely that the additions the elves had done would have not really shocked the beautiful young woman she had enjoyed frequently and happily proved to be superior to her. She had heard the whispers that Fleur had likely missed, but it seems that the wards were stronger now as well as their detainment dungeons depleted of some of the more foolish attempts at assassination, kidnapping, and blackmail that the elves had drained for their consumption and fed to the companions as well. She had little doubt that even the once almost innocent looking kittens were equal to the Acromantulas she had culled in her rite.

Shadow was a somewhat less shocking snake of all things, and Dora was well aware that Night enjoyed eyeballs even before the corpse was done breathing. Alice and Anne as well as Harry had some stories to tell about the two cat beings as well as the oddly friendly dog that reminded her of a more intimidating form than her cousin’s Animagus form, but Kiki was a truly awe inspiring and horrifying being to comprehend. Normal offensive magic was practically useless as her being absorbed curses, hexes and jinxes for the most part, and charms were less affective if she resisted it. She would have to delve into some of her master’s collection to truly put words to what her previous instincts and current ones perceived when the practically unliving weapon moved about. Dora suspected that some of the Blacks had delved into necromancy, but had been off the deep end and likely nowhere as balanced as Harry was. There would have to be a reason why Nick was terrified of a Black Necromancer, but it was possible that some would perform acts to create the despair and torment that had allowed Kiki to rise as she was, and even normal skeletons tended to be a match for Wizarding’s poor knockoff.

Dora was aware from the conversations she had listened to that the somewhat innocent looking pets had decimated an island full of muggles that were almost as bad as her soon to be first kill Uncle Lucius. Well they could be worse even if the idea was difficult to handle as her mother had some rather solid views about things that seemed at odds with how she had been raised amongst other things. Still her own abilities were useful even though it was unlikely she would be able to have the same connection they had let alone the one Harry had as their common master. Perhaps they had gotten too playful over the vacation, but even Dora was certain that the opportunities available for their next two stops were not to be passed up.

At least the youngest Delacour was not unoccupied enough to have investigated what either of the two groups had been up to, but Dora was feeling that sooner than later the precocious girl would worm her way into the group, and at least she wasn’t almost insane or conditioned like Anne had been to worry about her just shoving her head and mouth in and doing things. She had picked up enough that Gabrielle was more Veela than Fleur, and yet she wasn’t what Apolline had admitted sexually aware and active like she would if she was raised in the colonies. It was a bit of a shock to have a completely alien morality when it came to sexuality, but even the Veela were not a sexual utopia considering their earlier awareness and inherited knowledge, and yet they still had a sexual hierarchy where almost no taboos existed even though sex fights happened. That would have horrified her if she hadn’t realized that they did the same thing to have organized their own hierarchy especially as Alice and Hermione had vied for being Harry’s primary woman. There was also listening to the letters from innocent looking Su about the sex battles with her cousin, and how they had normally ended until Zhu had been distracted after her first encounter with Harry, but she couldn’t blame either of them for their actions following that even if she wanted to because Dora could see both sides of their conflict.

It was not long before they were met by the adults in the house, and Mari looked utterly spent even more than fleur, but Antoine had almost a deathly pallor even with the potions in his system since he wasn’t as young as he used to be. It was not long before Gabby arrived in the room and there was some interaction between Harry and his almost for now adopted sister. Somehow, her subconscious instincts had helped her reign in her eventual awakening, and only a fool wouldn’t see the adoration in her eyes for Harry as her big brother, but none of the women were fooled that things would be platonic throughout her eventual puberty. They were all trying to put it off even though some the time Gabby had a maturity about her before returning to her normal childishly playful self.

Mostly his minions were happy that Gabby hadn’t freaked Harry out by suddenly appearing with her mouth tasting him, and the simple affectionate kisses on his cheeks and such wasn’t that bad, but somehow their subconscious minds interacted to allow Gabby not to act like an almost pure Veela would, or Harry would have woken several times here or at their picnic playtimes with a lap full of eager and instinctive Veela girl. Still Dora was well aware that Gabby likely would have a crush on Harry personally and not fantasize about him as the Boy Who Lived, but Hermione also was appreciative of not having to share too much just yet, and Anne saw the instinctive knowledge as helping the girl in the inevitable conclusion to their game. At least Harry wasn’t susceptible to the allure or mostly resistant at least as well as Gabby’s inner instincts picking up on how he would react to jumping him or at least beginning to learn some of the adult games.

Looking around after acting their ages while the women chatted soon found Harry and his group gathered in the departure and arrival room at the chateau with Antoine nodding to them for good trip while Gabby was giving him one last farewell hug even as her sister and mamma were reclining against some furniture in the room because they looked utterly exhausted. As there days on their vacation had been mostly play of various sorts, it was going to be different once they left here even though the Flamels were hedonists. Still having spent a good part of the time after seeing the Grangers off playing including leaving Fleur and Apolline in their current states and his women somewhat sated again, Harry didn’t feel that bad leaving even though they were still going to be relatively in France until they departed for the Li’s.

‘Now visiting Su is going to be interesting considering that from her last letter there was issues that Zhu was having from our encounter, but at least her mum isn’t too over whelmed in comparison, and I now have two pairs of mother daughters that I have been with for comparison,’ Harry thought as Gabby hung off him and repeatedly planted kisses along his right cheek and side of his face. ‘This at least has less chance than even Anne at that age, and I for one am thankful for that as that would be disturbing almost as much as when Anne surprised me when I rescued her, but I can't shake the feeling that being surprised won’t happen in the future and not just from by girls. Still it is nice knowing a girl that isn’t trying or planning to fuck me just yet, and even the oddness of these odd times have been invigorating, but playtime is over work time will be starting soon. Well, barring being jumped by Amy and Suz with Han possibly being there as well, or something else like that happening, which now that I think on it isn’t that unlikely from happening. All things considered, I can't help but think back on what has been going on, but at least Gabby isn’t anywhere low enough to feel any signs of my thoughts thinking back on the fun recently.’

Gabby was hugging hum, but her legs were reaching no lower than his toned stomach, which now had a decent tan despite how their healing should have left them almost deathly pale. She was hanging off his neck and gabbing rapidly about things, and Harry couldn’t help but reflect that this could have been his life if Voldemort hadn’t been led to his family, but he had two people to blame directly besides the missing dark lord. He had listened in on some of the conversations that Hagrid had, and like Dumbledore’s less spoken about murmurs there was a good chance that Voldemort was alive. Unfortunately, not many of his followers knew his real name and the man had burned most of his past so there had to be something that was hidden, but from Nick he would get more insight into Dumbledore outside of some conversations overheard at the Hogshead.

Knowing his identity had allowed Harry to learn some things about his would be manipulator, but besides his sister’s death thus creating the schism between the brothers and the well-kept now rumors that Albus and Gellert Grindelwald had been at least acquaintances who were forced to fight since their visions were different in what the future should, there were not much that hadn’t been far better hidden about the man’s past. With the comforting almost familial presence of Gabby hanging off his shoulders, Harry could see where the tragedy would break up the brothers, and possibly the situation with what now seemed to be like-minded wizards leading the world to their vision of Wizarding supremacy. The scent lingered on the women despite their showers, and it nudged his mind back to pleasant fun games this summer and the games after talking with May, June and Hermione as they set some ground rules despite how his inner dominant had wanted to push Hermione and June as far as Apolline and Fleur had been, but Veela had no such taboos and for the most part likely would not have them even with the Delacours in a few years.

After the foursome with May, Hermione and June, Harry had taken them shopping and the outfits would help placate the two women in addition to the numerous additions to their toy boxes from Nikki. Still even though Vince had taken May to the club and they came back very fucked with grins that were very prominent on their flushed and glowing skin, Harry didn’t plan to go with the rest for a few years as Mari had told him the rules there in addition to the fact that the club was very hedonistic and almost no inhibitions existed there even catering quasi legal potions and alcohols. His other business ventures in Britain would enjoy the added spice and the club would be a good place for Nikki’s toys and Lela’s clothing amongst other things. The club would have a spa attached to help the recover even though they already had some of the facilities to clean off after some truly messy sex even though there were charms for that since a real shower felt better.

Still the vacation had been full of plenty of playtimes as well as some typical tourist concerns, but Harry was wondering why his libido had been growing even more ravenous since the summer had begun with that decadent orgy on the train, and at the current rate of increase his minions would be spent before him far too quickly even with Apolline having been involved in the post lunch games. Mari was passed out on the loveseat and Antoine was very lethargic except his hands didn’t seem to be noodles since he hadn’t been using them much when they had doubled up Apolline and Mari earlier, but he had also had a second go at his girls as well as the earlier one including May and June even though they hadn’t doubled up on June at the time. It was something that both June and Vince were contemplating, and June as well as May were exception to his possessiveness of certain things, but he could almost hear Nick howling in displeasure that he had three Hufflepuffs visiting and their asses were off limits to him or the male servants there.

Their time following this vacation would be a mix of work and play, but they would have to be prepared for that at school anyways. He did have his ambition despite the hunger and cravings his body had now unleashed. Still he could smell the arousal Dora’s punishment was causing, and if they didn’t leave sooner than later, one of the less spent of his minions would likely take Gabby’s place around him though far less innocently unless they were going to help Gabby access her inherited knowledge fully. There was a chance that Gabby would get curious enough to watch her parents or them one of these times, but it would be hypocritical not to realize that possibility. So far, Apolline had made it sound like unless certain limits were passed that Gabby wouldn’t suddenly become as active as if she was colony raised, but at least the elves made sure to keep the girl from tasting anything yet as that might be the catalyst he hoped to put off until she was several years older, and he didn’t plan on any additions this year or for a few more at Hogwarts barring any toys that Alice or Anne collected.

“Gabby, you are going to have to let me go eventually,” Harry said before she planted her lips on his causing his eyes to go wide in shock even as she ducked her head and blushed while feeling like a normal girl kissing her hero and crush. “Gabby, darling, don’t do that again as you aren’t ready for that yet. I don’t mind the other kissing, and kissing me isn’t something to feel bad about, but don’t try to copy your mamma or sister so soon. There is no reason to rush after all.”

“Ok, Harry, but it did feel nice and tingly more so than when mamma or papa hug me, and I don’t want to be a bad girl,” Gabby said with a slight pout even though her cheeks were still flushed from her daring act. “I just wanted to kiss you both as a boy other than papa, and to thank you for making mamma and sister relax. They were far too unhappy all the time, and can I practice kissing with you when I am older at least?”

“Of course Gabby, but I think Fleur and your mamma would be happy to help as well,” Harry said trying to put off dealing with Gabby trying more daring kisses too soon. “Now try not to give them or your papa too much trouble while we are away. Especially today as we were playing rather harshly and for a while, but you had some fun while we were busy right?”

“Yes, I take it like kissing I have to wait,” Gabby said with a giggle as she tried to prolong the time with Harry before pouting again. “I don’t like it, and I sometimes want to do things that I almost recall doing, but because you told me to, I will. I don’t want a spanking even if mamma and sister seem to like you doing that to them.”

“Don’t worry about it as you will get it like kisses when you are older,” Harry said before Gabby nodded her head and gave him a simple kiss before he returned it with one to her forehead after brushing her loose hair out of the way. “See no reason to rush, Gabby, now I want you to say goodbye to the rest of my friends while I talk with your papa. Can you do that for me, daring?”

“Of course, Harry, but I expect you to visit often,” Gabby said before letting go and giving a cheeky look getting her ass a swat causing her to giggle. “I also will probably pester Fleur for being such a moody brat, so I guess I deserved that. I don’t know why it made me giggle, but I can guess you will tell me when I am older.”

Harry shook his head as Gabby skipped off to pester Fleur as well as say her goodbyes to Hermione, Dora, Alice and Anne, but he wasn’t worried that anything would happen at the moment, and he really only had to possibly explain if Anne was feeling more playful than she should be. Still with showing off Dora’s punishment before they come down the stairs should curb that spontaneity that Anne didn’t see she would ever loose, and Harry was hoping that their somewhat insane girl would be more stable in the future. At least he hadn’t needed to use a suspension harness as well as vibrators within and without to get the point, but Anne was going to do something at some point to push his buttons, and she had started with their first encounter so long ago it seemed.

Antoine was standing near him now, and they both watched as Gabby gave Hermione a kiss on the lips along with a full body hug, which made Harry relaxed that he hadn’t given in earlier to leaving her mouth filled as who knows what that would do to suppressing the sexual knowledge and hunger hiding inside the one day more than just cute girl. Looking at the particular smile on his face, Harry wondered if James would have looked at him like that or respond how Sirius had at being informed he had a sort of harem already, but so far he hadn’t told him about adding Fleur for sure and her mother on occasion, and Harry couldn't help but imagine that Sirius would sob at being beaten to that as issues had prevented him from trying to be with a part Veela at all. Unfortunately, he didn’t believe he would have twins earlier than his godfather had done because there were none at Hogwarts near enough outside of the Patil twins, and while he was around one the other was a gossip along with her friend Lavender Brown that almost made Harry eager to see what his minions would do with a fan girl or airhead trying to approach him.

It was more likely that he would be able to snag a set of twins in Surrey, but he had already been with sisters or two out of three with Cissa and Bella and they were older which would further put a leash on Sirius besides the one Amanda had on him. Using Polyjuice or his alternative and a junk body was tempting to get him out even though the Dementors were obeying him now. Amelia may be his now, but she was a stickler for the rules and justice, and any attempt to get Sirius a trial in Britain would come to the attention of the Minister and Dumbledore, both of which had a vested interest in keeping Sirius in prison if not someway to dispose of him that wouldn’t have repercussions. The Black Fortunes would be enough to kill over, and Lucius likely was aware that Draco was not the next in line yet. Probably use his associates to remove any competition just as he had arranged for Abraxas’s disease amongst others. It was a shame that the House of Malfoy would have to be destroyed after one finally had a decent head before his son arranged his eminent demise before resuming the policies that had cost them their first name and any prominence for centuries.

Gabby snuggled into Hermione before the two men looked away to let the women do as they pleased. Harry didn’t really understand them and he knew they didn’t understand each other even being in their minds as they worked, but he at least knew how to keep them in line. Antoine had some understanding in how to cohabitate as he had three women in his home not counting Mari or other such things including those his wife brought to bed for her enjoyment. He may have had a more worldly understanding of style than Harry, but Harry did have an even greater ability to pick up on body language, scents and impressions that the man would grind his teeth if he knew how dangerous Harry would be in the business. Still Antoine was more prone to placate Harry than fight, but unlike their muggle parts, the magicals had been even more underhanded during their dual occupation. His instincts honed in the political intrigues in magical France had almost made him wish he could cower like a lame deer caught by a wolf, and Antoine truly hoped that the young man’s Animagus was nowhere as dangerous as he felt like or the concealed menace and danger as if he was a helpless bait fish swimming too close to a shark would be impossible to suppress.

“It was a pleasure to have you here Harry, and the rest of my family would be saying that if you hadn’t left them tired from playing,” Antoine said giving Harry a firm handshake instead of the usual greetings because even when Harry was restraining his aura and presence there was the lingering scent that even he could pick up on that made it difficult not to submit, while it might startle Harry enough to accidentally tear his head off his body as well even though he was feeling almost as drained as his wife considering his earlier round. “Now I hope you have a good trip, and try not to forget us while you are away. We would all be sad if something happened, but the opportunity to study there given how there are few that go there and chose not to enjoy their time there makes it worthwhile.”

As he said all that, Antoine knew he wasn’t lying so much as laying on as much bluster as possible as magical France while less restrictive than Britain still had plenty of the medieval class situation, and Marquis Noir could do horrible things without going to the Bastille, but knowing that he wasn’t so much sharing his wife and lovers with the dangerous man as accommodating someone that made him far more intimidated than his mother in law who he knew was somewhere in the leadership of the Veela colony or enclave in France. He didn’t doubt that if he drew his wand or any other weapon that Harry couldn’t have him disabled if not unhanded, disarmed, or beheaded. Harry didn’t flaunt it, but Antoine was fairly certain that he could tear through a group of werewolves, master vampires, and possible along the lines of dragons or Nundu. He had seen the two cats, bird, dog and snake that the elves were carrying for, but he couldn't shake the feeling that they had brought something worse into his home yet the wards and elves had not been too alarmed so it couldn’t be that dangerous given how they protected the family from danger, and yet there was still those two cats seemed possibly more dangerous than they looked.

Harry smiled at him and Antoine was trying not to show it, but if he hadn’t had to deal with the concerns during the magical and non-magical crisis events, especially the recent issues with the NATO concerns. They still had a few issues that were alive below the château, and even with all of that experience, his instincts made him want to cower or curl into a ball. Harry looked like he was in his late teens and solidly built, but Antoine was fairly certain that he was physically able to dominate Apolline and that was if she let her wings out let alone what his magic would do against hers. He had lucked out or otherwise he had the feeling his still beating heart would have been ripped out physically if not magically from his chest.

“It was a pleasure to be here, Antoine, and I won’t forget you while we are away,” Harry said as he let Antoine’s hand out of the firm handshake. “I do plan on the rest of the trip being worthwhile and take advantage of the opportunity almost dropped in our laps. Still our time here has been beneficial, and I know that you will keep an eye on your family, as it is, which is something I wish the individuals that I was practically dropped off as if a bottle of milk on a chilly November morning had done. I trust you can keep things running here until I can get someone to oversee things here a bit more directly, but I know you understand my concerns here.”

Antoine managed to masterfully not shudder at the hidden promise as well as the interest in who Harry would pick as proxy while he was away for his holdings as Marquis Noir, but part of him worried that Mari would be chosen or someone else that would make his life too interesting. He had no doubt after knowing Harry for even this short time especially as Mari had informed him of the requirements to assume his title that while Harry definitely accepted their sexual freedoms that he was very protective and if his actions endangered his family that bad things would happen. The business deal he had with both the Flamels and the House of Li was terrifying without the information he acquired through various sources dealing with the Goblins. It was difficult not being shocked to the point of telling Apolline that Harry and the girls around him at least two of them had decimated a fully armed goblin clan without magic.

“I understand and it is mutually beneficial to further our ties, but I promise you to keep things going well,” Antoine said as he looked over to see that Gabby was snuggling Anne now and the smirks on both Alice and Dora showed they had practiced kissing while Fleur was somewhat blinking still. “Still it was good having you here, but I take it that you are going to be leaving soon now. On the plus side, aiding you will help keep the ladies safer, and that is without whatever aid you gain from your other associates.”

“True, politics is a bit more violent with us than elsewhere is supposed to be now as supposedly the world is supposed to be civilized now, but too many people think that society is degrading and becoming less civil in how we relate to each other,” Harry said looking to see that Anne was still kiss practicing with Gabby although thankfully neither of their hands were wandering. “Mari, Fleur, Apolline, it has been pleasurable meeting you and spending time with you. Gabby, you have been a breath of fresh air, and I suppose I could give you one last hug before we are off after you are done practicing with Anne. Mari, Apolline, I hope you can help Antoine with our concerns here, and Mari try to work with both Lela and Nikki as the club could use some more things.”

“Yes, sir,” Mari slurred from where she was half-awake after the ravishing the boys and girls had given her. “The club would do with some of their stuff to add to the feel of it. May was one very fun guest, and I can't wait for you to see it. Helping at your other concerns would be my pleasure, sir.”

“Of course, Harry, you know we will help my husband out, but next time I think I will have to remember my limits,” Apolline said as she looked over to see that Gabby was teasing her sister if not that shockingly so, but at least her daughter hadn’t been like she was at that age or Harry would be there with the innocent looking girl holding him by his dick as he spurted into both of their mouths in turn, and as her mother she was not sure she was ready to see that even though it was normal inside the enclaves as well as practicing and playing within the family. “I do agree with Mari even though you left her very addled from overuse, and I look forward to what you can do with the clubs resources and toys as well as what we will have added here for your next visit. Gabby! Now you stop tormenting Fleur, and give Harry one more hug as Harry suggested before they have to leave, but we wouldn’t mind a kiss as well this time; although, next time we would like a parting treat, but I doubt this time would be good for that, and a kiss would almost finish us now.”

Harry smiled at her and walked over before trying not to roll his eyes at the barely veiled at all innuendo that Gabby would have picked up on if she wasn’t pouting after obviously done a few Anne inspired kisses given how Fleur was acting, but considering that her hands hadn’t begun wandering over Fleur then she hadn’t slipped into the inherited knowledge of sexual arts, skills, and methods to go with the urges a Veela was born with lurking in their subconscious minds. As it was, Harry noticed that the furniture was at a level perfect for giving treats and playing, but that was not too surprising given the families habits, and if Gabby wasn’t there then Harry would have no problem letting Apolline, Fleur and Mari fish him out and leave with a mouth and belly warmed by his parting gift. At least the younger sister wasn’t as precocious as Anne was at her age or Harry likely would have been grabbed by his dick and led to each where her hands and their mouths ensured resistance was almost inconceivable.

Still as he knelt down to kiss Apolline, his right hand roamed over her body while his left was helping support her almost limp head, while his fingers easily slid under the easy access until Apolline was moaning into his mouth even purring as the kiss broke. They smiled at each other as Harry licked his fingers somewhat clean before offering them to Apolline, and it took a fair bit of effort not to raise to the occasion as his fingers were sucked clean with a skill and pleasure that would have led to more if circumstances were different. Both were aware in the looks in the other’s eyes that the future would definitely involve more playtimes with each other, but Apolline tried not to pout as Harry stood up such that his pants covered dick passed close enough to inhale the scent.

He felt her sharp breath against him before shaking his head at Apolline and moving over to Mari where even though she was almost drunk with how tired she was the kiss was enough to get her responsive enough for one last finger stroking shudder before she flopped completely spent with a smile that seemed to have grown beyond the ridiculously plastered on one she had when she was helped into the room and set on the love seat sofa piece of furniture. Harry felt her attempt at a pout as he again stood up although this time her nose was almost dragged across his restrained arousal, and he reached down to caress her face and hair, but he had long since stopped wondering why those particular motions soothed both of them. At least Gabby hadn’t surprise kissed him after enjoying tasting and sharing their taste with either her mamma or Mari.

Still as he looked down at Fleur before moving to kiss her as he had the other two, Harry couldn’t shake the feeling that he was going to have a problem even though Gabby was again kissing Hermione although a bit less chaste and more playful this time. As he lost his concentration on his tongue dueling inside Fleur’s mouth as his fingers made come hither motions inside her and his palm pressed into her mound, Harry was oblivious to any of the actions going on around him, and thus as he was letting the excessive juices moisturize his lips in addition to being savored in his mouth while Fleur was almost worshipping his fingers one at a time. He did not expect that Gabby would take advantage of his being closer to her height and take this opportunity to kiss him even as he felt Fleur slide his fingers into her mouth until just his thumb was stroking her cheek.

His shock at the kiss allowed his lips to part just a hair, and Gabby took advantage of the moment to demonstrate what Anne had already added to her kissing repertoire as Harry felt her tongue slip inside hesitantly at first. The kiss hadn’t gone on that long before he broke it and looked at the slightly flushed and glazed eyed girl as she licked her lips, and Harry could see that some of Fleur’s juices had likely been transferred with that kiss. He managed to pull his hand out of Fleur’s mouth to pull the dazed girl into a hug until she became a bit more coherent although she mumbled about the taste being quite sweet and looking for a lipstick with that flavor when her mamma would allow her to wear some.

“Now Gabby while that was a nice kiss, and you obviously practiced quite a bit right now, I want you not to rush so much alright, sweetie,” Harry said as he felt the shocked girl snuggle against him as he soothingly rubbed her back as her body was momentarily overwhelmed by the experience too quickly started and the whispers of things in her subconscious mind. “You don’t have to rush to be an adult and try grownup things, ok? I will have to talk to Anne about jumping into things, and like anything else, you will have to take it slow to really adapt to it, Gabby. Now I know you like sweet things, but no pestering either Apolline or Fleur about that just yet.”

“Alright, Harry, and that kiss was wow, and I almost want to rush to do it again, but I feel all tingly like I was swinging really fast,” Gabby said as she thought about that kiss and how memorable it was. “I guess I can take it slow since you want me to, but at least I know you were my first real kiss and my first real wow kiss! At least I know why you are all kissing and more if that feels that good or even better.”

Harry knew that this was a lucky moment since Anne likely would have slowly moved even more ahead than just an open mouth tongues lashing kiss, but the worry most of them had was that if too much happened that Gabby would be able to access or worse submerged in the sexual information and likely memories of what acts felt like and thus Gabby would be even more determined than Alice or Anne had been before Christmas. He had no problem with the issues in the colonies as who was he to judge a society and species based on his own twisted values, and it was not as if it was that different than what he himself was doing currently as they were not being taken advantage of instead they were just more physically affectionate and active than other human types. Times changed and so did values as Apolline had told her about how she had done what she had when she had been lost in muggle Paris as well as what the colony had done to survive. At least those who had helped perpetuate the Veela hadn’t been kept in cages or left as head torsos with their dicks being the only thing not a stump like some beings did when they did not have male offspring ever, but oddly Veela that could transform fully to their avian form were able to procreate in unconventional manners.

It was better than one of the succubus like species that laid with a man to collect sperm altered it and then visited a woman as her lover leaving her pregnant and raising a future succubus except for the ones that had worse ends for their host or the one that their birth caused miscarriages. Su had mentioned some of the creatures that were native to Asia and even the European ones that used muggles as incubators and aids in procreation, but some of the other monsters that Zhu hunted staid far from magic, as most were relatively not resistant in comparison to the beasts and beings in the so-called Wizarding World. Pretty much every myth and legend had a basis in something, and there were worse creatures than flesh-eating hags were, and outside of Europe, there were soul eaters and emotiveness that were less easily detected than Dementors were. Still that creatures existing out of the animated adult films that Dudley enjoyed despite Vernon’s xenophobia of any other society while constantly complaining about how things were was funny even though they were rather horrifying in that they tended not to grasp what they did for survival was wrong at all or that their victims shouldn’t thank them since they were addicted to being used afterwards.

Thinking back things had been very rushed since then and even the time after Halloween when even his immutable will was not enough to restrain his growing libido. Still his libido was less than those beasts that did tend to get killed though they often had their fluids affect their victims leaving them with alterations and fetishes if not addictions, but some it sounded like were rendered mindless animals only existing to be fucked and used. The Li’s had dealt with it and other things as had some other families, but it did explain Su’s libido and tolerances if she was trained not to become addicted or a cow being milked of sexual energies. Voldemort’s offers to the disenfranchised dark creatures had of all things included hunting of muggles and allowing vampires and such to keep farms of muggles to use, and Harry could understand that since Voldemort’s supporters wanted to render the muggles similarly to slaves or serfs bred to be owned like that somewhat shocking fiction he read where the villains won in the end despite overcoming so many idiocies from the good guys trying to be morally superior.

Hermione had helped in that as fiction and nonfiction books had been her haven while she was bullied and picked on while she tried desperately to please her peers before moving to trying to gain the attention and acceptance of authority figures, but even now she loved reading when she could, and Harry had enjoyed listening especially after they had started doing more than hugs and kisses especially hearing a story as Hermione tried not to let the pleasure overwhelm her storytelling. Dora had enjoyed listening as well as telling the stories her mother hadn’t told her that were the magical communities’ version of timeless classics, but Harry had done the best in reading the more dark and sinister versions of fairy tales even as one of them was buried to the throat distracting him.

Harry tried not to think that he ran his houses similarly to how the dark conquerors of those stories ran their homes, but it wasn’t as if he routinely impaled people for rebelling or dragged random servants to warm his bed, and while he could agree with some of the savage brutality was necessary sometimes they went too far even though the idea of doing that to magical society was tempting considering how he had slipped through the cracks and manipulations of Albus Dumbledore. It was like reading what a competent muggle version of the purebloods left exiled to the wastelands surrounded by people that wanted to kill him might have done if they had the will to power to do so instead of becoming little more than leaches. No, the armies of that conquering nation were on par with the competent Death Eaters and their worldviews were too similar for Harry to go down that route as things were now.

Still if his minions and those otherwise under his protection were such attacked, Harry had little doubt he would be capable of far more terrifying and intimidating actions than either the past two dark lords or those ideological obsessed with mastering themselves and everyone else. He knew he was not squeamish in shedding blood when necessary, and one did far worse for country, king, family, god, or survival than one would imagine. Gellert’s ‘Greater Good’ was far more seductive than the propaganda that Voldemort had created, and if it came to it where magical beings were revealed and the masses tried to control and command them, then Harry would have no hesitation to strike back. Jack had mentioned a comic series or well a few of them that were interesting in the subject matter, but Harry knew he was no hero in the shining armor sparing the criminals manner, and he had already killed so many with cause that if it came to war for the survival of his House then there was little he wouldn’t do.

Rising up and holding Gabby in his arms, Harry tried not to let his rather sinisterly brutal thoughts show, but he knew from the research so far to reach his ambition that he could unleash horrors that made the muggles weapons of mass destruction seem tame. Oh, their larger caliber weapons might injure some of the greater magical beasts, and dragon hide like basilisk, Nemean Lions, and griffon fur was capable of taking off some lower caliber weapons as if they were gnat stings, but Harry knew that Nundu breath was far more lethal than any concoction or genetically tailored plague science could come up with now, and toxins existed from some magical creatures that made some of the chemical cocktails currently in secret development seem quant. As far as he knew, spells and potions capable of being on par with nuclear explosions were pretty much less than myths now. Still there were some shields that would more than take a hail of bullets as well as they had arrows.

He was happy that Gabby was snuggling against him as even Antoine barely covered the start the abyss in his eyes showed, as Harry contemplated what temptations races of sexually hungry beings would result in, and he had little doubt that misinformation would result in Veela being lucky not to be attacked or kept as pets as some wizards did. Their allure could turn on them if they met the right mindset where trying to persuade sent the mind into a state of insane lust not caring what they did. Harry suspected that since even the more tolerant Wizarding communities had a lower opinion of Veela and other half breeds there was a chance that muggles might view them as maybe sentient animals, but it was a possibility that such people would deny it was possible to rape even Gabby and those younger than her as animals had no such rights although possibly consider it a finable act like bestiality.

This was not a happy shiny world, and as Harry passed Gabby to Antoine even as she gave him a half coherent yet her second less restrained kiss, the French politician picked up some of the concerns from Harry that he had since becoming involved with Apolline. He was aware of how some would treat his wife and her people rendering them as pets for anyone and everyone to use, and the thought of that fate befalling his daughters made him ache in terror, but it had helped steel his resolve further during the war to the point that few of them came to raid in France. Still looking into Harry’s eyes he saw the raw potential and promise of violence that he knew his parents had, and Lily had been one he thought almost a goddess of beauty as well as death with how glorious she was in combat. Before the end, Lily had defeated all contenders with a few ties against those of epic level, and even Mad-Eye Moody had allowed her to call him Alastor, but the man had lost some control near the end costing him his leg and eye.

“Bon Voyage, Marquis Noir, and my family will be eager to hear about your time away,” Antoine said as he managed not to show the terror at the decidedly dark creatures coming around the group especially the child looking being. “We hope you do well while you are away, and Fleur will definitely be learning some responsibility in her summer job at your newest shop. I must admit that as their father I am loath for her to be there let alone when Gabby begins wanting to shop there, but life doesn’t always let us have things we want. I do plan to have some of your holdings here allocated a bit more progressively proactive to expand things here since you have told how you have been doing similar things with your British holdings, but I assure you that there will not be excessive risk without sufficient protection and profit.”

“That is good to hear Antoine, and do treat the ladies here right, but I do think we will be returning although I might spend time on my island nearby and invite the ladies to the beaches there,” Harry said as he gave a nod to Antoine who was holding the now yawning and half asleep Gabby as her energy had burned out from the rush from kissing. “We had best be off anyways before my ladies become as spent as yours are. I will say that this has been a nice vacation, and I wish I had the opportunities to enjoy life before this more, but I plan on taking vacations before I get too wound up from work and studying among other things.”

Antoine watched as they suddenly were covered in shadows and vanished from his sight. The only downside was that he would have to help Apolline and Mari to his bed while Fleur and Gabby would be carried to their own beds. Part of him was shocked at how his wards didn’t twitch at all, and he knew that if Harry wanted to he now had an almost perfect assassination technique as that transportation method was far less likely to be preventable than any other magical method. It was silent unlike apparition from most, and even his magical senses barely noticed a thing as it happened even as there appeared to be no air disturbance let alone the tingle of active magic. All methods of transport magical and muggle had issues, but this one seemed to lack that even though it had obvious limits that were less so than apparition where it was difficult to take more than another with you, and likely more flexible than a Portkey which moved one from place to place in set general locations. The less said about the Floo being the equivalent of a quasi-instantaneous network of tubes in some side space the better, but mostly Floo travel required being added to a hub although there were ways to create private networks and key the destinations otherwise Death Eaters and their predecessors would stork the ministry hub and have unlimited access to every magical home; however, there were ways to create communication only connections that some used rather well.

It was now apparent to Antoine that tying their fortunes to Harry was in their best interest, and he almost felt sorry for the fools that had set themselves against him, but if they were that foolish to taunt death than they would get their just desserts. Physically, he knew that Harry had the stamina to outlast most, and that was without the other little things he noticed, but his reflexes and responses were terrifying in their speed without taking into the wand work he seemed to already have that reminded him far too much of Lily’s skill in dueling. They had talked a bit about that, but their friends what few remained would be better able to tell their son about them, and Antoine had only been acquaintances with them. Still it seemed that Harry took after her well enough to almost break his strong willed wife to submission like a number of their mutual conquests over the years.

“If he was this good now, how would he be after training with a six hundred years old alchemist pair,” Antoine muttered as he managed to place Fleur into her bed even as Gabby hung off him. “I almost shudder at the thought, and to think that my ladies would gladly crawl across magic proof blades for his attention, but I know he would not do so lightly. At least with Harry rising to prominence properly in Britain there is a chance to visit there without the bigots trying to turn any of you three lights of my life to some ignorant lout’s pet. Still you seem to be as much Harry’s pets already if not as much as the others, and yet I know that he will treat you and care for you well, but what more can I hope for my daughters. On the plus side, I do not have to worry about satisfying your mamma for a few days considering how spent we both are, but sleep well my darling daughter and things will work out I will find a way that they will.”

With a sigh, Antoine made his way to his youngest daughter’s room and after some struggling managed to get her disconnected from clinging to him in her sleep. Already he was worried about her more than he had been Fleur at her age as Apolline had confirmed that more of the Veela traits had inherited than was the case considering his own magic was supposed to dilute the blood although it could flare in a future decedent, but Apolline had never told him how the colonies retained their blood to that level. He had his suspicions of how it was done, but there were ways to do so that hadn’t been done in their case and part of that was that his daughters were not raised in the colonies where the colony and the society there would have accented their blood to respond.

As it was, watching with a fond smile as Gabrielle continued to sleep before he would head off to the Floo and other access room to maneuver his wife and their lover to bed, Antoine was happy how things had turned out; although, the assassination and other political problems of his position and how some wished to use his wife as well as her connections to benefit them or discredit him was troublesome. Still he was tired as he helped the two women so almost permanently rooted in his life to their bed, and as such would miss the odd distortion in the shadow that was a darker black than the darkness of the shadow should have. If he had paid more attention to the spying potential than the assassination potential when Harry left the château then he would have suspected that the bird was able to spy for him. At least, as he fell asleep in exhaustion with the comforting warmth of Apolline and Mari around him, Antoine was elated that his fear of what his daughters needs would do was soothed, but Gabby took after her grandmother too much for his peace of mind and while she was not yet precociously exploring that wouldn’t last as long as he dreamed as he well knew. Still there was the worry that with her hero and more than a crush in the temporary as a big brother Gabrielle would rush further than she should, and as sleep claimed him there was a nightmare of what lengths his daughter would go to and the almost bad end that could so easily happen.

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