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Memoirs of Fate	By : TragicBackstory Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 23587 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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“Now then….” I held out my hand and a large black leather Portfolio appeared. “We can get on with the minor details later, but suffice to say that you are all in a similar situation. Well except Lavender.” I looked over and saw the girl staring at me hurt. “Honestly I just told your mother what the job paid a year….she said if you don’t sign it don’t bother coming home.”

The rest laughed as she pouted, and I laid it on the table and opened it up, then immediately closed it as Daphne leaned up.

“What?”

“It’s a blind faith contract.” I grinned seeing her shock. “It’s blank anyway till you sign it, and as part of the deal you won’t ever get to read it.” The rest of them looked nervous suddenly.

“I honestly don’t know what my Aunt got in return for this.” Susan was a little grumpy, and she seemed very surprised when I laid my hand on top of hers.

“It wasn’t easy, but suffice to say 30% of my entire family's wealth got spent this year...half that went to the Auror budget for a pet project of mine.” She pulled her hand away slowly, staring into my eyes. “Don’t worry,” I smirked, “you’re worth it.” This got the blush I was wanting, and I grinned as she looked away out of embarrassment. “Susan here will be in charge of the Security Daphne was mentioning…” I avoided finishing the sentence with ‘like a bitch’.

“Does that mean I get to polish your broom? Fold your clothes?” Daphne now had her arms crossed, it was obvious that not being the center of attention was getting on the Queen of Slytherins nerves.

“Public Relations actually,” I saw that she had no idea what the term was so I ran my hand through my hair and leaned forward. “The press, questions, comments and stories….they all go by you first. Anyone misquotes us or writes false stories...and you will make it very clear that they should and will be removed and apologized for...in the most Slytherin way possible.” I honestly thought she was getting off on the conversation, so I turned back to the last two. “Lavender, you will be in charge of wardrobes and public appearance. I don’t want any of us looking bad in either action or dress this year. You and Daphne will be working together closely whenever we need to address the public as House Potter.”

“W-what about me?” I actually couldn’t help but chuckle as the last girl raised her hand. I reached across the table but I wasn’t fast enough to take her hand. Perhaps I was being way too familiar for a simple employer?

“Sorry, I just…” I gestured down at myself, “I’ve been going through a LOT of changes lately, and I think I’m just way more comfortable being around people than I used to be...it's a little extreme right now. I have a little case of the touchies now that I’m not a scarecrow.”

“A little” Millicent supplied a smile and I smiled back.

“The wonderful, talented, and beautiful Lisa Turpin here…” I watched the girl shrink into her chair with each compliment, “will be my Major Domo. Every decision about the household from non-essential expenses to groceries to...you get the idea.”

“And you need all this now?” Daphne sighed rolling her eyes, “you know you’re still in hogwarts right?”

“I do,” I smiled though a bit strained, “and you know that your father’s medical bills crippled your family’s finances right?” I for the first time saw the crack in her armor and her mask break, “you don’t have the money to make it past 6th year. As it is this could be your last year...your parents will have to choose between snapping your little sisters wand and--”

“Okay!” she stood up, and I thought she was going to leave for a second before sitting down, “...thank you. I mean, for all this.” I gave her a nod and she looked away, suddenly pretending to be bored with all this.

“Sorry Daphne, I just wanted to say that everyone is here for a reason. I maybe came off a bit harsh. So everyone just sign this page…and the next, at the bottom, and then the top of the third on the lines there.” I opened the book and slid it around the table. Each girl seemed to hesitate a bit before signing. I knew they couldn't’ read what wasn’t there but I waited with bated breath. Susan was the first to finish, and she gasped as that invisible flash of magic accompanied the last signature. She looked at me startled and I put a finger to my lips as Millicent followed her, it wasn’t till Daphne had the folder that I pulled it from her grip. She almost looked panicked but I simply pulled the second page out and gave it back to her. “Doesn’t apply to your position,” I said quickly and opened it again and put it down. I was grateful she didn’t look up at the worried expressions on everyone's faces and just scribbled her name like a good little girl.

“W-WHAT?!” Daphne rocked back as the magic took hold, and I smiled as I put the paper I’d been holding back in the folder and handed it to Dobby to poof away. “What was that?!”

“Binding contracts, let's call them.” I smiled and stepped up to the semi circle of females as the table disappeared. “Now everyone off to bed, this is not my last meeting of the night and I want to make sure I take a bit off edge off first.” I reached out softly, catching an arm. “Also Lavender, I need you to stay behind for a bit.” I saw the other stop so I waved them on, “It has to do with the paperwork.”

The rest of the small talk died out as I walked them all back to the foyer at the end of the long hallway I called a house. One by one they popped away with Dobby through the flap until it was just me and Lavender.

“So…” She bit her lip, and I could tell she was nervous being alone with a boy...who was her boss...and twice her size, and rich. I laughed and leaned over, she seemed panicked as I grabbed her hand. “You wanted to talk about paperwork?”

“An excuse.” I smiled and she blushed, “I actually need you to do something for me and it involves the biggest secret I have. I wanted a little alone time before I reveal something like that.”

“O-oh.” I watched her eyes dart and couldn’t help it. My belly laugh startled her and I had to hold my stomach as I held up my hand. “That might be big, supposedly, but it is far from a secret.” I was rewarded with a very red faced cross arm pose before I walked back towards the interior.

“Lavender, If I wanted you to see my dick I’d just show it to you.” THAT caught her off guard, I wasn’t known in this time to be much of an extrovert, much less a showoff or playboy. “No, but I will be needing you to turn your back while I get ready.”

“And now I’m concerned,” she chuckled, “as long as it doesn’t involve anything too weird.” She smiled before turning around and crossing her hands behind her head. I waited a second before calling for Dobby.

Getting undressed was the easy part, I put on the big fluffy robe I was handed and felt my body melting away into Jamie. After a few seconds I tied the robe closed loosely and coughed. The noise startled her, and as she turned around she looked very confused. She looked around the room, leaning this way and that and then at the doors before looking me up and down. It wasn’t till she realized I was still standing in Harry’s pants that her mouth fell open.

“H-harry?”

“In the flesh, well a new set anyway.” I tucked my hands in my bathrobe pockets and tilted my head to one side.

“HOW?”

“Well,” I lied casually hoping it would take, “I personally blame the headmaster and that tournament for the way things are. You saw me collapse.”

“Yeah but then you-- wow, is there any other….shapes?” She looked curiously at the front of my robes, and I had a pretty good idea what she was looking for. I snorted and pulled the bottom apart. She made the kind of face I’d expect from a girl that was looking at a shaved pussy where she expected a dick.

“Dobby, could you bring me a tailor’s tape?” I turned to the little guy as he puffed in and waited for him to puff out before turning back. “I need measurements. I have NO clothes whatsoever in this shape. I stole clothes last week, but I want MY clothes. I’m going to order them but I want someone who can actually help me pick out what looks good, what fits, and whats….” I grinned and blushed as I looked at her. “I want the kind of clothes Harry would like to see on me.”

“But you’re--....okay, so…” she caught on pretty quickly, “metamorph right?” I nodded and she nodded back, “one of those things...so who am I talking to?” The way she said it slowly made me smile.

“Call me Jamie.” I grinned letting the robe fall off my shoulders as Dobby came in, not even looking at either of us as he handed Lavender the tape. I knelt down, and even without looking Dobby didn’t hesitate to give me a squeeze as I hugged him tight. “You’re the best friend a witch or wizard could ever ask for Dobs. I’m so glad you work for me.” I could swear I heard a sniffle before he popped out. “SO..what’s first?”

“A lot of it can be premade muggle style.” Lavender went into full business mode, “If you want something custom I can get someone to work on it. Lets get… this is kinda weird for me.” She blushed holding up the tape.

“It’s okay, just think of me as one of the girls.”

“Not gonna help a lot,” She chuckled, “but I’ll try.” She stepped around me and I held up my arms taking a deep breath as I felt the fabric slide across my chest. I heard the whistle and a mutter before a curse. “I need to get a scroll or something to-- thank you.” I heard the double pop that told me Dobby was still helping. I must have stood there for fifteen minutes before she declared us done.

“So what first? You wanna make a list?” She put her quill behind her ear as she looked me up and down. I contemplated my options, my ideas, and what I might need should I really go through with this.

“First off, you need to measure all of us.” I saw her nod and make a mental note. “That includes Daphne, Hermione…” I saw her eyes get big, “and a few others once I put them under contract.”

“Not going small are we?”

“Not everyone who works for me is going to crawl into my bed Lav,” I grinned and saw her get thoughtful.

“SO...outfits.”

“Two weeks worth of underwear and Bras… at least one full set of garters… lets say two every day dresses, 2 skirts for after school, 1 school uniform at least… and a full length dress made to put a drooling curse on every boy in school who’s balls have dropped.” She was with me up till the last comment before cracking up into a giggle and pushing at my arm.

“Someone is a bit randy.”

“Half of my brain is a teenage boy between the legs...the other half WANTS a teenage boy between my legs.” I groused and got a hug and a laugh for my trouble.

“You know, you being gay makes a lot more sense from all the times I’ve--”

“NO ONE said I was gay Lavender.” I squealed indignantly. “I just happen to like boys when I’m like this.

“Sorry, I just assumed you liked boys all the time.” She bit her bottom lip to keep from laughing at me, but it wasn’t working well.

“It’s the girl that seems to go both ways,” I puffed out my chest, only to step it down a bit when I realized I was still nude. “Blokes..well lets just say It takes a special part of the brain to find those hairy little apes to be cute. It seems to tuck itself away into whatever box I have inside that hides this things.” I cupped my chest.

“Must not be a whole lot of room left in that box.” Lavender looked down, and in a move that surprised me cupped my chest and gave it a squeeze. “So who’s the lucky girl who got Harry to graffiti her chastity?”

“What?”

“Paint her walls,” Lav held up both hands, and while I’d seen the whole “poke finger through hand hole” gesture before I’d never seen it look hotter.

I sighed and ran my hand through my hair.
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