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Harry and the Black sisters are in Harry�s room, going over the
sixth year spells, with the sisters still casting surreptitious glances at the Sex
Alicia.

There�s a knock on the door and Tonks announces her presence.

When the pink haired Auror enters the room, she is once more
subjected to three Finite�s.

�Wotcher crew.�

Harry looks at his watch, �Morning Tonks. So what brings you by so early? It�s only nine and we aren�t set to leave
until closer to noon.�

Tonks� shuffles her feet a little as she gives Harry a rather
peculiar look, �I know, Harry, but I wanted to talk to you and I figured this
would be the best time. Is that a
problem?�

�Not at all, Bella dear, please go and bring up some tea.�

Bella, wearing jeans and a shirt leaves.

Tonks swallows hard as she looks at Harry for another moment,
�Harry, I need a small favor from you.�

Harry nods his head, �What do you need Tonks?�

�Harry, I need to say something and I need you to let me say it
without any interruptions and then *think* about it before you respond.�

His curiosity piqued, Harry nods his head.

Tonks takes a long, steadying breath. �Ok Harry, what you said during the last
Order meeting got me thinking. You were
completely correct, you have more experience fighting You-Know-Who directly
than anyone currently alive, Dumbledore included. The more I think about it, the more convinced
I become that you are the only person who can finish him off for good. That being said, I know you�ve already cast
the servus secus spell once, and I want you to use it on me.� Tonks is blushing profusely and looking
anywhere but at Harry.

The young man�s mind is in an extreme state of upheaval. He ruthlessly squashes his first inclination
to yell at the poor woman in front of him, trying desperately to buy time;
Harry manages to say, �Why?�

The relief on Tonks face is indescribable, �Harry, have you ever
stopped to consider why exactly I choose to become an Auror? The Black family isn�t exactly replete with
upstanding members of the community. In
fact, most of the family I stand a better chance of arresting than getting
accolades from. Now, I�m not trying to
be coincided Harry, but if I wanted to, I could easily be a very well paid
model for literally any clothing company you can name, and a great many I�d
feel happier about if you couldn�t. I
choose to become an Auror because I wanted to help track down and eradicate the
dangers to our world. Does that answer
your question?�

Harry�s just starting to get his thoughts in order as Tonks
finishes her statement. �Mostly, but I still don�t understand why you
want me to use the spell against you.�

�I�ve done a great deal of research into servus secus
since I found out about you using it.
Not only does it allow you to get a better understanding of the person,
but it also allows you to draw on the knowledge and power of the woman you use
it against.�

�I�m well aware of this Tonks.
I still don�t see your point.�

Tonks takes a deep breath, �Simply put Harry, I believe that you
are the only person in the world who can successfully challenge You-Know-Who
and I am willing to do whatever it takes to help you. If I have to sacrifice *my* future so some
kids can have one, so be it.�

Harry studies the hard mask that Tonks face has become. �Dora, you have to understand, that the
changes are permanent. *If* I were to
use the spell on you, there would never be a way to undo the damage. You would be bound to me for the rest of your
life.�

Tonks' voice is shaking as she slowly walks over to one of the
chairs. �Harry, I�m perfectly cognizant
of the consequences of what I want you to do.
I understand that if you do as I want you to, all the priorities in my
world will change. I understand that my
entire world will center around you. I
know that my will would no longer be my own to command. I know all of that Harry, and I�m still willing to go through with it.�

Harry�s trying desperately to come up with another
counter-argument when Cissa says, �You understand all that intellectually, but
do you truly comprehend it emotionally?�

Tonks looks at her blonde aunt. �In all honesty, probably
not. But then, I don�t think that
anyone is truly prepared for a major life changing decision.�

The two women lock eyes for a moment, then Cissa turns to look
at her master. �Master, the choice is
yours to make, but I would like to recommend that you grant my niece her
request.�

Harry looks at his majordomo �Why�s that?�

�First, even if her blood has been diluted by that of a
muggleborn, she is still of noble stock.
The Black family breeding is more than evident in her intrinsic magical
capabilities; in addition, the capability to alter her appearance could prove
invaluable to you in the role of a bodyguard, which is why you asked that of
her in the first place. However, beyond
all that, the most pressing point I have is that her heart is in the right
place.�

Harry can feel all his arguments flowing out of him. �Cissa dear, you fight too damned dirty.� He turns his attention back to Tonks, �Ok, my
dear, before I�m willing to cast that spell, we�re going to need to work out
some of the more mundane of the details, such as what cover you�ll be using, whether
or not you�ll be maintaining your position as an Auror or if you�ll need to
resign, that sort of thing.�

Tonks face lights up at the tacit approval of her request and
she leans over to kiss him gently on the cheek.
�Thank you master,� the title rolls off her tongue, seemingly dipped in
honey and Harry�s reaction is neither unexpected nor unintended.

Harry blushes profusely as his cock quickly hardens. �You don�t need to start calling me that
yet.�

Tonks reaches down and gently rubs the bulge in Harry�s pants. �I know, but I want to get used to it. For now master, would you like to sample the
goods you�ve agreed to purchase?�

Harry�s head is swimming and all he can do is nod
his head.

Tonks grabs a hold of Harry�s hands and helps to pull him to his
feet as stands up. Cissa moves behind
Harry and pulls his shirt up over his head, allowing Tonks to release Harry and
make short work of the clasps on her robe.

Harry manages to get his glasses back in line just in time to
see Tonks let her robe drop from her shoulders.
Despite already having an erection, Harry almost passes out from blood
loss to the brain.

As the pink haired Auror�s robe hits the floor, her future
master get a look at what was hidden.
She�s wearing only a lacy red pushup bra and a matching pair of
knickers.

Tonks drops to her knees in front of Harry, reaches up, and
makes obscenely short work of the fasteners on Harry�s trousers. In a matter of moments, Harry�s pants and
trousers are around his ankles.

Tonks smiles hungrily as she gets her first up close look at
Harry�s cock. Tonks takes a deep breath
and then engulfs Harry�s entire cock. Even with her mouth full, Tonks grin is
positively evil as she focuses for a moment.

The look of concentration on the metamorphmagus� face has Harry
nervous, until he feels her tongue wrap all the way around his cock.

Tonks begins to bob her head up and down on Harry�s shaft while
using her elongated tongue to constantly tease him.

The treatment the young man is receiving is quickly too much for
him. He clenches his hands at his sides. �Tonks, unless you want a mouthful, you might want to back
off now.�

Tonks merely holds her head still while her tongue continues to
work along his length. Just moments
later, warm goo erupts into Tonks' waiting and eager mouth. The woman revels in the taste of her future
master's seed before swallowing it.

Tonks cautiously rises to her feet and places a hand on the
center of Harry�s chest.

Behind Harry, Cissa sees what her niece wants her to do and
quietly places a chair behind her master.

With a gentle push from Tonks, Harry finds himself seated. The Auror turns so her back is to Harry
before she shuffles her feet back. Tonks
takes a moment to make sure everything is aligned properly before she lowers
herself onto Harry�s cock. Both of them
gasp slightly as Harry slides into Tonks.

She continues to lower herself until she�s resting completely on
Harry�s lap.

Harry moans loudly as Tonks uses her extreme muscle control to
milk his cock with her cunt. He reaches
around Tonks and one hand finds her breast while the other instinctively heads
further south. His mind is blank as he
gently massages Tonks' nibble while simultaneously rubbing her pussy.

Tonks barely has time to wonder where Harry picked up his skills
before she shouts out her release.

The sound Tonks makes, combined with the physical stimulation,
is enough for Harry. He simply grunts as
he releases his seed.

Tonks climbs off of Harry on shaky legs. She turns and says, �Harry, if I weren�t
already hell bent on being one of your mistress�, that performance would have
convinced me.�

Harry�s conscious mind has exerted enough control for him to
blush at Tonks comment.

Bella chooses that moment to walk in. She quickly surveys the situation, �Did I
miss some of the excitement, master?�

The raven-haired beauty�s words cause everyone to break out
laughing. Tonks and Harry both put their
clothing back on while Bella sets out the tea.

The four talk animatedly, mostly negotiating and trying to iron
out the details of Tonks' future.
Amazingly quickly, 11:30 rolls around.

Tonks stands up, �Ok, the minister authorized a portkey that
will take us directly to the edge of Hogwarts.�
She pulls out a pair of muggle handcuffs. �Everyone grab on.�

The other three grab a hold and quickly feel the familiar jerk
behind the navel.

They find themselves on the path between Hogwarts and Hogsmead,
directly on target. The group makes its
way up to the castle with Tonks leading the way and the sisters flanking their
master.

As soon as they enter the castle, they hear the slight rustling
of a cloak as Snape makes his appearance. �Ah, Mr. Potter, right on time. This way if you please.�

Surprised that the normally loathsome teacher is treating him
civilly, Harry follows the greasy-haired
professor with his entourage.

The group is quickly brought into the headmaster�s office and
the dithering old man is sitting behind the desk. �Ah, Harry, my boy, I�ve arranged for
Cornelius to be here in an hour's time.
Do you think that the business you needed to discuss with Professor
Snape and myself will be done by then?�

�It should be Albus; I have only a limited number of things that
I need to discuss with each of you. Let
us start with the good professor.�

Snape visibly winces at Harry�s light tone. �What did you need to talk about Mr. Potter?�

�Our relationship during the coming year sir; as much as it
pains me to say this, the Order can�t afford to have you drastically change
your attitude towards me; your position as a spy is much too valuable to risk
just for my wounded pride. A gradual
change through the year might be acceptable; I�ll leave that to your
discretion, but I don�t want you to jeopardize your position.�

Severus nods sagely. �I�m
duly impressed Mr. Potter. You have
successfully disproved my initial assessment of you once more. I�d given some consideration to my treatment
of you and your associates during the course of the year and I�ll admit I�d
been unable to balance my obligations to the Order with my new intentions to
treat you as you deserve. With your
permission, I will mitigate my treatment of you minutely.�

�As I said sir, I�ll leave it to your better judgment. Just be cautious not to endanger your
position; also, if you need to come down on me particularly hard, pass word
along to me about how you want me to respond for the appropriate audience.�

Snape actually manages an evil smile. �How very Slytherin of you
Mr. Potter. I approve. Is there anything else, Mr. Potter?�

�Actually, sir, there is one more thing I needed to discuss with
you. How has Tommy been treating Bella�s
disappearance?�

�Interesting question Mr. Potter. The
Dark Lord,� Snape swallows slightly at the baneful glare from Harry, �is quite
disturbed by her sudden disappearance.
While not frantic per se, he�s certainly been expending more of his
resources then reasonable to ascertain what happened to her.�

The jaded potions master shivers as something very cold slides
down his spine at the teen�s malicious expression.

�Ok gentleman, let me run this thought by you and see if you
approve. As you well know, I got the
spell to bind these lovely ladies from Wormtail. If you go to the Dark Wanker and tell him a
story about how you came to me during the summer and apologized to me for all
the crap you�ve put me through and me, being a naive idiot, believed you; you
asked about what happened when I was captured and I spilled my guts out.�

Professor Dumbledore is looking at Harry very intently. �You do realize what this could mean, Harry?�

�Yes sir, I�d like to think I do. If it works, then our spy gets integrated
even further into Tom�s inner circle, while a traitor gets disgraced, and maybe
even killed by the creature to whom he betrayed my parents to. On the other hand, if this doesn�t work, then
Tom will know that his plans are going according to plan and Snape, erm,
Professor Snape can claim that he was just fulfilling Tom�s orders. He might be punished, but probably not to
badly.�

Albus looks at Harry in wonderment. �You realize that if you succeed as much as is
possible, you�re condemning a man to death?�

Harry�s eyes are hard as steel as he meets his mentor�s gaze. �Yes sir, I do. I also realize that if I ever get the chance
I will most likely kill the worthless bastard myself.�

Albus recoils at the raw hatred in the young man�s voice.

Snape speaks up. �Mr.
Potter, I appreciate your guile and I wholly support your plan.�

�Actually sir, Cissa and Bella came up with most of this; I�m
merely presenting the idea to you.�

Albus clears his throat. �Well, regardless of the plan's origin, since
Severus is willing to risk the consequences of the plans failure, I can but
offer my support and hope for the best.�

�Thank you sir. Now
on to my business with you, if that�s acceptable?�

�Of course my boy, do you wish Severus to leave?�

�That�s entirely at his discretion sir; I needed to talk about
rooming arrangements for the coming year for myself and the ladies.�

Snape says, �Actually, I�d like a chance to ponder how I want to
break the news of Wormtail�s betrayal to the Dark Lord.�

Harry snorts. �Good luck sir. I hope this doesn�t get you injured.�

�That�s a risk I�m willing to take. For
now though, good day.� Snape stands and
seemly floats from the room.

Harry shakes his head, �Sir, I�ve been doing some reading on the
curse I used, and my �thralls,� as the book so often refers to them, have to
spend a good deal of time in contact with me.
Including,� Harry blushes, �intercourse periodically. I�m hoping that some other accommodations
could be found rather than the normal dormitories.�

The
meddling old man smiles. �Actually Harry, I was anticipating that
question and I have an answer ready for you.
You and your thralls, very fitting word for the situation, are allowed
you own suite of rooms. This is
something no one, not even the Board of Governors can deny. There�s a proviso for the Servus Secus in the
original Hogwarts charter. Admittedly,
the clause hasn�t been invoked in almost a millennium; it�s still there and
still viable. Is there anything else?�

�Not that I can think of sir, at least not at this point.�

�Very well then.� He
waves his arm and a pot of tea with full service appears on his desk. �Cornelius should be here shortly, so we can
relax until then.�

Bella move around to serve the two and they make small talk for
the next five minutes or so until the door open and Fudge walks in.

With a nervous smile, the slightly balding man greets the pair.

Dumbledore rises to meet the Minister of Magic while Harry
remains seated.

�Ah Cornelius, right on time, as expected.�

�Hello Dumbledore. I�m
curious as to the reasons for this summons.�

�Actually, Mr. Potter here requested this meeting.�

The man finally sees Harry in the chair and blushes at the mild
insult. �Ah, Mr. Potter, what can I do
for you?�

Harry waves his hand at a chair, �Have a seat, minister.�

Very nervously, the man takes the seat recently vacated by
Snape. �Now, how may I help you?�

�Minister, I�m not very good at word games, so if it�s
acceptable to you, I�ll speak directly to the point.� Fudge nods his agreement and Harry continues.
�Very good sir. I have two demands of you. The first is special dispensation to learn
how to Apparate early and the second is that Nymphadora Tonks,� Harry winces
slightly as the witch in question gently slaps the back of his head, �be
assigned to me on a permanent basis as a bodyguard. In exchange for these favors, I�m willing to
release a statement to the Daily Prophet in support of you remaining in
office; I�ll warn you, it won�t be a glowing endorsement, but it will be an
endorsement.�

Cornelius pales at Harry�s final statement, but nod his head. �Very well Mr. Potter, I appreciate your
candor and I will speak to Madam Bones as soon as I return to the Ministry to
have your demands complied with.
However, I must ask, what must I do to earn that �glowing endorsement�
as you put it?�

�Sir, as yet, I�m unsure.
I�d suggest you start by prosecuting the war in a timely and competent
fashion. If I might make a suggestion
sir, if you don�t believe that you would be able to lead the war planning
competently, you might think on appointing someone to the task. With a little effort, you should be able to
turn such an effort into a Public Relations victory, �Honest Minister Appoints
New War Minister� or something along those lines.�

The Minister looks far away for a moment, �Yes that might work;
thank you Mr. Potter. Now, if you�ll
please excuse me, I have some work to get done.� He quickly makes his way out of the room.

Albus says, �Harry, you do realize that this might not turn out
as well as expected?�

�Of course I do sir, but I don�t see as I have much choice in
the matter. Now, is there anything else
sir?�

�Actually, yes, there is one more matter. Do you remember the oath Ms. Granger made at
the meeting?�

�Indeed I do sir, what of it?�

�Well, Ms. Granger is currently in the hospital wing with an
unknown malady, and I believe a visit from you might be helpful.�

Harry�s on his feet in an instant, �Very well sir. Let�s get going.�

The group quickly makes its way down to the hospital wing.

Madam Pomfry greets the group, �Headmaster, I�m so glad to see
you; I�m at my wits end!�

Harry tones the woman out as he sees Hermione laying on one of
the beds.

The bushy-haired witch starts to stir as Harry approaches. She looks like death warmed over as Harry
reaches her bedside.

Harry gently takes her hand, which is strangely cool, and she
suddenly comes too.

�H� H� Harry? When did
you get here?�

�'Mione you�re in the hospital wing at school.�

�How�d I get here?�

Pomfry suddenly appears at her side. �You passed out while at home.�

�What happened?�

�That�s what I�m about to find out. Mr. Potter, would you mind excusing us?�

�Not at all ma�am.� As
soon as Harry lets go of Hermione�s hand, and starts to walk away, however, she
starts to get woozy again.

Hermione calls out, �Harry get back here.�

Despite the glare he gets from Pomfry, Harry goes back to her
bed and takes her hand once more.

The mediwitch mutters, �Odd, very odd.�

Harry continues to hold Hermione�s hand throughout the physical
until Madam Pomfry says, �Well, this is the strangest situation I�ve ever come
across. She was on the brink of death
just before you came in, Mr. Potter, but since your arrival, she�s gotten
progressively stronger. I�ve no idea how
to explain it.�

Albus speaks up, �I might have an explanation. Several days ago, Ms. Granger made a witches
oath not to leave Harry. I�m beginning
to suspect that this was the Oath�s attempt to force compliance.�

Harry says, �Do you mean sir��

�Yes I do, Ms. Granger is now as bound to you as the ladies
Black.�

Harry�s so wrapped up in his concern for Hermione, he misses the
slight cue, but Tonks isn�t and blushes slightly.

Harry looks at Hermione, �Well, how do you want to work this?�

�It looks like I�m going to have to move in with you. I suppose we should go and meet my parents;
at the very least so they can meet the man I�m bound to and so I can get my
things.�

�Alright 'Mione, we�ll take care of that as soon as Madam Pomfry
gives you a clean bill of health.�

�She cleared as of this moment, Mr. Potter. Given what we believe to be the cause of her
malady, I�d recommend spending as much time with each other as is possible
along with as much physical contact as is possible, at least for the time
being. I�d like to do another check up
in a few days if possible.�

Harry says, �Unless there�s a critical emergency, we�ll be here
in three days.�

Hermione says, �Hey, don�t I get a say in this?�

Harry simply glares at her for a moment before she blushes and
nods her head, �We�ll be here in three days.�

Dumbledore says, �Very well, now that that is taken care of, I
suppose you had best be about your business.
I�ll notify Remus that you�ll need an escort.�

Hermione slowly gets to her feet, which are surprisingly stable.
�I appreciate it sir, but I�d rather not
subject them to more surprises than needed.
As I understand it, we�ll have three fully trained witches with us, all
who have a vested interest in maintaining the health, physical safety and
wellbeing of one Harry James Potter.�

�You make a valid point Ms. Granger; it will be as you
desire. Now there�s one last note before
you go about your task. My office door
is to be open to you two at any time during the coming year; as such, I�ve
established a special password just for you two; �dancing dementors� is the
password.�

Everyone in the room give him a strange look before Harry says,
�Ah, thank you sir. I suppose we should
be on our way.�

As the group makes its way out of the castle, everyone is
shaking their head, wondering if the aging headmaster had finally lost his last
marble.
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