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Hermione's Furry Little Problem	By : Gandalfs-Beard Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 242840 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 20
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The ache in Harry’s gut when Professor McGonagall led Hermione away had been severe. But Luna, Parvati, and Daphne cuddled him in the Potters’ quarters, and stayed by him all night--lessening the pain. Luna had suggested that he swallow a vial of calming draught so that he could get some sleep, and he did.
When he woke early the next morning, Harry could barely make his way out of the tangle of limbs and furry tails wrapped around him to get to the bathroom. Harry appraised himself in the mirror for a few minutes before dressing. He strapped the holster which Mad Eye had given him to his forearm, and stowed his wand. Then Harry traced the runes on his chest with his fingers before pulling on a thick black t-shirt and covering them.
Harry stepped out of his pyjama bottoms and tugged on a pair of black spandex swimming trunks which wouldn’t get caught up in any underwater foliage. Finally, he dressed warmly and stowed a pouch of Gillyweed in his robes.
Yawning, Daphne, Luna, and Parvati hurriedly made themselves ready together in the bathroom while Harry waited in the sitting room, staring anxiously at the fire.
The three of them collected Harry and made their way to the Great Hall, but there was no question about eating--it just wasn’t happening for any of them. Fleur, Viktor, and even Cedric, all sat at the Mingling Table with Harry, Daphne, and the two Cat-Witches. None of them were hungry.
They waited patiently for everyone else to finish breakfast, and were finally led to the platform perched at the end of a new pier on the lake. Hundreds of visitors as well as students filled the stands at the edge of the lake--many times more wizards than there had been at the First Task. Harry shook his head, wondering what the idiots expected to see under the surface of the Black Lake.
Standing on the platform, the four champions removed their outer garments. Fleur knotted her platinum hair under a swimming cap and strapped it under her chin. She wore a tight-fitted pale blue wetsuit. Harry grit his teeth when he heard a lecherous chorus of whoops, wolf-whistles and cat-calls from Fleur's "admirers" in the stands. He took Fleur’s hand and gave it a comforting squeeze as they shared a look.
Viktor stood stiffly in his black swimming trunks and burgundy t-shirt, his face stony. Cedric nervously jostled in place in his black and gold wetsuit. Finally, the starting wand fired.
Cedric and Viktor dove into the lake head-first. Fleur and Harry shared one last look before she plunged in after them. Harry took a huge swipe of gillyweed, making certain that all the judges could see him stuffing it in his mouth, and he followed the other three champions. Once Harry was several metres under the surface, he spat out the Gillyweed and morphed into the form he needed.
He gulped the cool water of the lake, and felt the sense of exhilaration which came from getting a rush of oxygen to the brain. Harry dove deeper into the forests of black and pale green water-weeds. He lit his wand so that he could see through the murk. He undulated through the dense flora keeping an eye out all around him, heading for the centre of the lake where he surmised the merpeople would have an underwater town of some sort.
Harry passed by some black rotting logs and a sunken vessel, and emerged into a field of aquatic grasses. His eyes darted across the plain, still seeing nothing. Harry sensed several ripples against the current and he whirled around to spy some Grindylows approaching. When they got within several metres of him, their black eyes widened in fright and they sped back the way they came.
There was a pale green forest of delicate looking fronds up ahead. As Harry swam through it he felt something grasp his ankle. He flipped over and kicked out. A bubble emerged from his mouth when he gasped and discerned a green humanoid figure in a turtle half-shell wearing a black ninja costume rolling backwards. Several more kappas approached, flinging razor sharp throwing stars at him.
Harry managed to dodge all of the stars and shot a bombarda maxima spell into their midst, knocking out all but one. Harry fled into the pale-green forest with the one kappa following close behind. Harry spied another wreck and darted in one side and out the other. It swam by him and he caught it by surprise. The kappa whipped out a pair of sais and Harry knew this was a moment which called for something drastic.
Harry slashed his wand and the kappa’s hands drifted in a cloud of dark green blood. The sais sank into the sediment of the lake floor. A shrieking sound of agony hit Harry’s ears and he swam off leaving the howling kappa behind waving two stumps.
Finally he saw what appeared to be dwellings made of boulders and stone ahead. An eerie scream echoed through the basin. He turned and beheld a swarm of Grindylows attacking Fleur off to his right. As he swam towards her, Harry passed through more than a dozen blackened dead ones. Fleur was shooting balls of flame from her one free hand which were so hot that they stayed lit underwater like magnesium torches.
Harry marveled at the Siren’s magical defences, he and Hermione having guessed some time ago that she might be part Veela. Those Leprechauns at the World Cup had been very lucky to have only had a few sparks shot their direction, he thought.
Still, Fleur was surrounded by at least a hundred Grindylows and half a dozen of them had hold of her other three limbs. Harry didn’t want to hurt Fleur with a long-range attack, so he swam right into their midst. The Grindylows fled in terror from the wizard with the rune tattoos hidden under his t-shirt.
Fleur smiled gratefully through her bubble at Harry and he took her hand. They swam back towards the merpeople’s village together, passing by a number of houses as many silvery-grey, vaguely humanoid figures with fish-like tails, razor teeth, and tangles of black-green hair, watched them with frightened pale yellow eyes.
Harry and Fleur arrived in the centre of the village and the blood drained from their faces when they spotted Hermione, Gabrielle, Cho, and Lavender, all chained to an enormous rusting anchor, their robes and hair drifting in the currents. They were surrounded by raucous jeering and laughing mermen brandishing deadly looking tridents and spears.
The hour was almost up, but Viktor and Cedric were nowhere to be seen. Harry and Fleur turned to their own hostages and both uttered “relashio.” The chains fell from Gabrielle, but Hermione’s stayed attached. Hermione's chains had clearly been charmed specifically to resist the releasing spell.
Several grinning mermen pointed their spears at him and shook their heads. One drew a blade and held it to Hermione’s neck, drawing several drops of blood. They had no intention of letting Hermione go and Harry knew it was the Minister's doing.
The hour was gone.
Harry used a severing charm on Hermione’s chain and she woke up--a bubble forming around her head. She drove her elbow into the bridge of the nose of the merman behind her. He dropped his blade and fell back screeching. Hermione chomped her cat-teeth into the arm of one of the others holding her while she slashed at the eyes of the other one with her retractable claws. They both fell away from her shrieking in pain.
Fleur had managed to free Cho with the Relashio spell. But mermen swarmed her with spears. She sent more of her fiery bolts of plasma into their midst, scattering them. Harry knew this was no time to hold back, and he slashed his wand at the three mermen bearing down on him.
He was surprised at the coppery colour of their blood and they wailed like banshees as their forearms floated away, their spears and tridents sinking to the bottom of the lake. Harry and Hermione were briefly clear of mermen. He used the severing charm on Lavender’s chain and bubbles emerged from Harry's mouth when he screamed at Fleur to take Cho and Gabrielle and go.
Fleur nodded. She wanted to stay and help Harry and Hermione fight. But she knew that she had to save as many of the hostages as she could, including her sister. Fleur used an Ascendio charm and rose quickly to the surface. Harry thrust Lavender into Hermione’s arms and severed the forearm of the merman driving a spear at his face with another slash of his wand.
Harry was extremely glad of the Diffindo charm. Nobody could accuse this cutting spell of being a dark curse like the Sectumsempra spell, but it had the same immediate effect. He had gathered by Nott’s father’s lengthy stay in St Mungo’s that Sectumsempra wounds took far longer to heal properly than ordinary gashing or cutting spells like Diffindo.
Harry and Hermione began to ascend to the surface with Lavender, who was thankfully still unconscious, but they were rapidly surrounded by armoured mermen and the one in the middle wearing a gold crown encrusted with pearls aimed a staff at them. A globe shaped bronze cage appeared from nowhere, encircling and trapping them. The king of the merpeople approached, his silvery-grey face a mask of rage.
“When I turn you and your Demon over to your Minister, never again shall my people be forced to pay wizards a bounty for the right to live in our own homes, or be forced to work in your undersea mines for a pittance,” the Mer-King snarled venomously.
Harry’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. He had wondered how the Minister had managed to convince the Merpeople to be part of the Triwizard Tournament. Harry was now glad that he hadn’t had to kill any so far, but he had been steeling himself to use deadlier force against the mermen surrounding them before the cage had trapped him and Hermione.

~o0o~

Fleur broke the surface gasping for fresh air and used a propulsion spell to send her speeding towards the platform with Gabrielle under one arm and Cho under the other. Shacklebolt and Dawlish each hauled a girl onto the platform. McGonagall and Madam Pomfrey grabbed Fleur’s arms and pulled her out of the water.
Shivering and sobbing, Fleur turned to look behind her and saw a bloom of coppery blood spreading across the surface in the middle of the lake.
“I must go back,” Fleur screamed, as Minerva and Poppy tried to hold her down, “ ‘arry and 'ermione--ze Nereid are killing zem.”
The two older witches' faces went ashen and they almost let Fleur go. But Shacklebolt and Dawlish pulled off their cloaks and dove into the lake followed immediately by Mad Eye and Tonks. The Professor and the Healer continued to restrain Fleur as Dumbledore and Maxime thundered onto the platform.
“What the Hell is going on out there Miss Delacour?” Dumbledore asked as gently as he could, his own face contorted in wrath. “What are they doing to my students?”
“Zose water-demon, zey would not let ‘ermione go when ‘arry released ‘er,” Fleur sobbed. “I don’ know why. But zey tried to kill zem. ‘arry and ‘ermione were still fighting when I left. I was going to stay and fight too, but 'arry told me to bring Cho and Gabrielle back, so I did as I was told.”
Albus Dumbledore nodded furiously. He drew his wand and lunged into the lake to follow the Aurors.

~o0o~

Harry glowered at the idiot wearing the crown.
“Are you bloody mad?” Harry snapped, “D’you really think the Minister is going to honour any bargains she made with you?”
The Mer-King was astonished to hear the boy’s Mermish utterances. The Minister had told him the boy was a very young muggleborn criminal with little education in the ways of wizard-kind. But it took years for human wizards to learn Mermish. The King halted his advance, suddenly uncertain. Harry continued, having got the Mer-King’s attention.
“The Minister hates ‘halfbreeds’--like you--and muggleborns. This girl with me--the one who I love--she is half-cat. The Minister wants to kill her, and she wants to kill me because I was raised by muggles.” Harry was just saying whatever came to the top of his head. He didn’t think the king needed to hear the full story--just the bits which might give him pause.
Suddenly there was an outraged babble of voices from the mermen behind the King.
“Get away, what are you doing here, this is for the King’s Guards,” yelled one of the soldiers.
“Stand back or I will gut you like a fish you coward,” a female voice said dangerously. “I heard what the King said, and he doesn’t deserve his title, making a foul deal like that with the Minister of Wizards is an act of treason to our kind. There are more of us than there are of you. We will take the King and kill him for his treachery.”
Harry glanced at Hermione. At first he had been happy to hear a mermaid stepping in, thinking it would spur the king to make the right decision. But threatening to kill the King and start a civil war could have the opposite effect.
“NO!” Harry yelled, and the arguing stopped. “The King only did what he did because he wanted to protect you. It was still stupid, but you shouldn’t kill him just for being stupid. He was trying to save you lot from being under the Ministry’s thumb. Don’t you get it?”
The Mer-King was really confused now. His prisoner was defending the king from those who might actually release the boy and the cat-girl. His grey face flushed coppery in shame as he realised that the boy was right. He had been a fool to jump at the Minister’s offer. He should have known that it was a trick. And he knew that his cousin was right; he no-longer deserved to be King.
The Mer-King raised his staff again, and the cage vanished just as another group of wizards swam towards them. He recognised one of them as the Headmaster of the school above the lake.
“Go!” the King said to Harry. “I will speak with the Headmaster of what has happened here today, though I may not be King for much longer. I was a fool for allowing myself to be used. Thank you for putting an end to this. You have prevented my people from turning on one another.”
Harry didn’t need to be told twice. He and Hermione swam towards the approaching Aurors and Dumbledore with Lavender in hand. Seeing his students safe, Dumbledore motioned for the Aurors except for Moody to return with them. He and Alastor would speak to the King themselves to determine what had happened here today.

~o0o~

Lavender choked and coughed up water in Hermione’s arms when they broke the surface of lake. Harry was right beside her too, and several of the Aurors who had been securing the Tournament also began to emerge from the water.
“You saved me...” Lavender gasped.

~o0o~

Harry didn’t care about the points. They meant nothing to him. He stormed past Karkaroff, Bagman, Crouch, and the stands full of onlookers, and headed straight for the castle. He was just happy that Hermione was safe--except for a very slight cut on her neck which Madam Pomfrey had healed in 2 seconds flat. He hated to think what would have happened if she hadn’t woken up in time.
Harry was very pleased that Fleur, Gabrielle, Cho and Lavender were all safe. Lavender had thanked Hermione for saving her life, and apologised profusely for being so horrible to her for so long. They had left Lavender crying in Viktor's arms as he gratefully thanked Harry and Hermione for bringing Lavender back to him safely.
But Harry was curious. Daphne, Luna and Parvati had all caught up with him and Hermione by the time they reached the front door of Hogwarts.
“What happened to Viktor and Cedric?” Harry asked Daphne as he sloshed into the entrance of the castle with his thoroughly doused wife, her saturated tail trailing mud and water weeds across the floor.
“Cedric never got past the Grindylows,” Daphne responded, “but he’ll be alright. He just got some nasty gashes which Madam Pomfrey fixed up fairly quickly. Viktor turned into a shark, but the giant squid apparently doesn’t like sharks and it flung Viktor onto the shore. He wasn’t hurt too badly fortunately; I heard he might be a bit banged up though.”
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