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Horus Goes Home	By : pmczarnecki711 Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > General - Misc Views: 46692 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Part 2: A Sorcerer in a Wizards School

Chapter 6: Back To School Part 1: Wand? I Don't Need A Damn Wand!

Horus was not having a good time. As soon as the Weasleys noticed him, he was dragged back to there home. While it did have a homely feel to it, he was confronted by Molly in full mother hen mode. The Twins practically hero worshiped him for being dragged off by not one but four Veela. Molly ranted about how she was so disappointed by such behavior and what would his parents think? Horus had said that his mother would have blushed and both his fathers would have congratulated him. What else would a male parent say when he had done something like that? Then again his father while being hard on him growing up had started to be more like an older brother the past few years. No strike that ever since he stopped acting childish.

Molly had stammered a bit about irresponsible male behavior before twirling on the girls and telling them that they should not think such behavior was proper. Her berating of having left Hermione and Ron when he had gone off was rather memorable, or it would have been if he had not acted oblivious as he ate while reading a rather colorful book that the Twins had tried to grab from his hands. They had spotted some of the pictures and had tried to get it from him. That their eyes had widened when they had seen the pictures was good. Then again, a book with his girls in rather interesting positions would not be well accepted by the rather traditional mother. That they had written decent biographies to go with their pictures made it more than just eye candy. Also there was the lovely we miss you notes that caused him to smile slightly.

Still Horus continued to ignore her ranting as he ate. It would not due to allow her to brow beat him even once as it would set a precedent and she would try again. Hermione had attempted to join in on the berating when she had looked over his shoulder and seen one of the pictures moving. Her stammering while blushing beet red after turning around was amusing. Still it had been less amusing than when she caught sight of the scantily clad disrobing girls on the pages.

"How could you bring such things here?" Molly asks before loosing composure. "What about Ginny? She is far too young to look at this. Fred George. What have you been giving Harry to corrupt him?"

"It's my book Molly," Horus said coldly with eyes as cold as ice piercing her in a glare. "It is a list of my girlfriends, their pictures and messages to remember them by. So how could the twins give me a farewell gift from my girls, hammer ...? They could not and I am getting tired of your attempts to treat me like an infant. I am not one of your children to be berated by you for any perceived infraction of whatever antiquated moral code you have."

Molly had become flustered and had gone off to berate him even more. She had though that the boys had made up his being dragged off to be ravished by Veela was fishy. Now she had to deal with an experienced male near her daughter while trying to get him under Dumbledore's thumb. There would be no way to make the bills without his stipend extracted from the Potter Accounts. She was having serious thoughts that Ginny would be better as a watcher since he had less against her than Ronald. That was offset by her worry about his behavior with her daughter. That and her daughter had been a bit more provocative with him. She better not be acting like a harlot, though part of her admitted he looked better than Lockheart did.

Horus still felt as if someone was planning on setting their gold digging sights on him. 'Hmm ... If I did not know better I'd say she is a money hungry bitch who want her daughter to latch on to me. That is one thing about my girls that I like. They liked me for me, not the money, the fame or the power,' he thought. 'Still, why would a gold digger marry someone that makes so little money? That does not make sense. Maybe they had some money and lost it? That would explain some of the things about her. Most wizarding pure blooded families are old money or they use to be.'

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It was the morning that he had to go to what passed for magical education in wizarding Britain and Horus was glad that he had not unpacked as Ronnikins seemed to take forever to pack for Hogwarts this morning. He just shook his head as he looked at him run about trying to pack. He had to wonder why the brat did not just pack the night before like normal people. Still it was amusing to watch him run around like a maniac. It served him right for being so self centered and jealous of everybody. It was obvious that he was jealous of everybody. He was jealous of his family and his siblings the most for example: his older brothers for doing better at school than he did, the twins for having people like there constant humor, Bill and Charlie for being cool with cool well paying jobs and Perfect Percy for being the example his mother held him up to.

There had been a few things to offset the brat while he stayed there. The twins at least had been pleasant conversationalists while he had been here. He had warned them that if they pranked him, he would prank back even worse. They had not believed him until he had pranked them with the prank items they had tried to use. After a week of being purple skinned, green haired and orange eyes while only able to sing in rhyme in a high pitched female voice, they had agreed to not prank him directly. Horus agreed to aid them in pranks and idea for pranks. However, he had stated that while he had no preferred target in mind; he would make sure whom ever annoyed him at school would be the victim of their combined pranks. They had agreed readily to his idea after he had mentioned a few muggle comedies that might be fun to reenact.

They had been piled into the little blue Ford. He had offhandedly mentioned how much space was in the car and if they needed space next time why did they not just shrink the trunks. The twins had a pole-axed look that they had not had their parents shrink the trunks to save effort before. When they had gotten to the station the rest had gotten carts to push their trunks. Horus knew some might consider it showing off, but there was no way he would appear that weak. Besides most of the people with him had scene him shirt less so they knew he had the muscle tone to carry his trunk with little visible effort. He just walked with his trunk in his right hand as if it was effortless. It was not like he needed a feather light charm to carry the thing. Some of the girls had stared at him as he walked on the platform. That they were either staring at his ass or his torso was because he had decided to wear nice relaxing clothes unless he was told to change into their uniforms. He smirked glad that they had actually never questioned his age. Sixteen and everyone here thought he was fourteen a very muscular and developed fourteen, but still fourteen. Some of the girls were openly drooling at the nice form fitting silk shirt and the skin tight pants that were clinging to him.

'I just love to act like this,' Horus thought. 'It just is so much fun. Besides it is annoying the mother hen to wear such form fitting clothes. Shame that Ginny is drooling with her eyes on my ass. It would be nice to be friends with a girl and not worry about their brothers, fathers and want to be significant others wanting to kill me because she spent time with me.'

The train ride was for the most part boring. They had shuffled him to the train and tried to make sure he was ostracized from the anti-Dumbledore fronts. Horus was sitting with Ron, Ginny and Hermione as they had not given him a chance to ditch them. Still he decided subtlety would be necessary so he continued to read over the book with his girlfriends in it. He had finally gotten them to relax there watch on him so that he took his spell-top out and started to compose emails to Ami and Nabiki. All was going well until Hermione looked at what he was doing.

"You should know that electronics do not work at Hogwarts," she stated simply as if he was a child she was telling fire was hot.

"Hmm ... Why would it not work there now when it worked there before?" Horus asked her in a rather irritating tone as if he was trying to convey that he knew some secret she did not.

She looked at him and said, "The only way that would work there is if it was enchanted and it is illegal to enchant muggle items like that. So it will not work at Hogwarts."

"It is not enchanted and it does work there. America has had electronics that work in high concentrations of magic for years, so why would this not work there? It merely would do as it was designed to do," Horus said with a wistful sigh. 'It is hard to change her firmly held beliefs. If only she did not believe merely what was written in books, she would be easier to convince, but there is no way that I am letting any good books out to these dunderheads,' he thought. 'They would get themselves killed since they don't seem to have much in theory from what she has said. Hmm ... I should see about Kas-chan getting a book list for Treasures & Tomes. It would more than make up for the books she wants to read and there is a location in Tokyo.'

While Hermione had gone back to reading and Ron had gone back to glaring while trying to get anyone to talk about chess or Quidditch, Horus had quickly logged into Treasures & Tomes site. He quickly went about finding the best medical texts and ordering them to be delivered to Kasumi.

'It would make a good I'm thinking of you gift for Kas-chan,' Horus thought with a wistful smile on his face. 'Kas-chan needs all the help she can get to get a decent medical education after all she has put aside to care for her family. Kimiko is back and there is no need for her to be the family drudge with Bernard being his usual efficient self.'

It seemed that he had just finished his order before putting his spell-top away when there was a knock on the door to the compartment. He did not turn his eyes noticeably from his book that he had started to read. He saw what appeared to be a younger version of Lucius flanked by two rather large for their age boys that were obviously body guards. His gaze swept over the cabins inhabitants before resting on Horus. His look was centered on the reflective metal head band and it took him a moment before he had regained his composure.

"Hello. My name is Draco Malfoy. You must be Harry Potter or do you mind me calling you Horus like my mother does?" the young Malfoy said in a tone the trio had never heard before. There was respect tinged with a fearful awe at the boy who had impressed his parents. Even if he had cursed his father, his mother had explained that he had been within his rights as a powerful Lord that his father had slighted. Malfoys respected power and they had to know when not to trifle with those better allied with than as enemies.

Horus closed his book and turned his eyes to look at Cissa's son. He had obviously inherited some of his mother's tact. Lucius had far too little subtlety to have succeeded as much as he had done without Cissa's help. That he had not immediately tried to get restitution for his father's just punishment was a point in his favor. His mother held enough sway to keep her son from being a clone of Lucius in more than looks.

"Greetings Draco Malfoy. You may call me Horus. How has your mother been? I enjoyed our talks at the Cup. It is always nice to talk to someone as well behaved as your mother is," Horus told him to the consternation of the others in the compartment.

"Yes, it is nice to have people one can converse with in a dignified manner. Mother has been well and she reminisces of your talks. She has been hoping that you would write to her. Though it would seem as if you have been kept a bit too preoccupied, so as to avoid have some rather lengthy conversations with her. I don't want to be rude, but how come you are sitting with them. I know that you went to the Cup with them, but you did not seem to like them that much," Draco said.

"Even if the questions could be perceived as rude, you did a rather good job in phrasing them in a manner to avoid any slight. It is good to know that your mother is well. I would have written but have yet to have an owl o employ to deliver messages and it is a task one should not delegate to others as they might snoop on ones correspondence. Sadly, the reason I am sitting with them is that the headmaster in his infinite wisdom decided it would be for the best to be acquainted with the more tolerable families. While I may have reservations on how some of the Weasleys act, it would be rude to voice such matters in front of them. The Twins seem rather agreeable even if they are a bit judgmental in the case of your family and your house," Horus said in a slightly jovial tone. 'Always keep them unbalanced,' he thought. 'That is the key to keeping things on ones own terms in verbal sparring.'

Draco had a small smile on his face that most would fail to notice. He was enjoying the verbal banter. The new Lord of the House of Potter was not a puppet like he had wondered if he might have been. Still his arrival at the end of the previous year fairly showed that he was not one of the headmaster's tools.

Draco reached forward placing his hand out and said, "I hope to see you in Slytherin. It would be good to have another of such standing to converse with. Who knows what our talks will lead to."

"Of course we will converse later. Though I have no preference in the houses, Slytherin seems interesting if two entertaining and intriguing individuals such as your mother and yourself have come out of it. Yet there are suspicions that I might do well in any of the houses. My childhood required that I be both cunning and brave as well as studious and hard working. Those are the four dominant attributes of the houses is it not?" Horus asked.

With a wry grin Draco answered, "That it is. Still one does not live long by being solely brave as without it being tempered by caution one can rush into danger without preparation."

"That is true still one can be so cunning as to become lost in plots within plots obscuring ones actions so as to become a riddle wrapped in an enigma so clever that one forgets what the secret one hides is," Horus said in response.

"While one must never wear ones heart on ones sleeve, perhaps one should not encase it in ice as by the attempts at protecting it one merely ends up destroying what one planned to protect," Draco responded.

"One should not worry about being cold when one should worry about other risks. It does not do one to dwell on what can not be changed and forget to live now does it?" Horus asked back as the three Gryffindors heads seemed to go back and forth as there discussion ping-ponged as each tried to become the victor of their verbal match.

"One should always try to change what they cannot accept, yet one should accept what cannot be changed. How does one accept what they cannot change when it is something they cannot truly accept?" Draco asked back.

"One may not be able to change something immediately. Does that truly mean that they cannot change it slowly over time to be what they can accept?" Horus shot back with a wry grin.

"Is it truly change if it does not appear to have changed?" he asked back. 'Let's see you answer that,' he thought. 'As fun as this is, I need to come out at least in a tie in this match.'

"Is it not changed just because it seems to have stayed the same or has one instead altered what they perceived as being constant?" Horus responded with.

"The nature of true constants is that they cannot change for they are eternal. Is it truly a constant if it can be so arbitrarily changed?" Draco asked back.

"Perception does not define reality as reality exists without perceiving it. How else can one accept that an elephant is when one merely observes devoid of its full form," Horus said.

"True reality is, but how we react to it is colored by our perception of it," Draco stated in a final tone.

"Alas then one cannot truly perceive a constant merely observe it and hope that it is a true constant," Horus said as he looked at the sky outside the window having become dark. "As much as I would like to continue this, it is almost time for us to arrive and some of us need to get ready so as to give the correct appearance."

"Until next time then Horus," Draco stated as he left.

"Of course there will be a next time," Horus said.

The Gryffindors suddenly blinked in shock that they were about to arrive at Hogwarts and were not in their uniforms. Hermione quickly turned on the boys and motioned for them to get out while they changed. Horus looked at them and shrugged before changing without a thought to their presence. The door opened as Horus was changing but he paid it no mind. Having been on a squad meant he had far little to no body issues in regards to who saw him. When one has long treks in the wilderness hunting one does have to bathe and so one eventually looses ones shame.

So Horus continued to change without giving a thought to the show he was giving the hormonal young witches. They watched with blushing faces unwilling to look away as he slipped off his shirt and folded it as he laid out the uniform in front of him giving them plenty of time to see his skin tight pants pulled taunt as he bent. The girls at the door had their head poked into the compartment when their eyes had expanded at the guy in front of them disrobing before them, their eyes trailed over his body as they licked their lips. Ginny was far too shocked to say something as then she would be awakening from the dream of the nude male in front of her. Now only if she could move to touch him she would be happy. Hermione had gone red and stood stock still as he continued changing. Ronnikins had merely sat down in shock at what was happening before he turned red in embarrassment and jealousy. As much as he wanted to yell not to flash his sister he had been shocked by how little he compared to Harry, this provided him with plenty to keep his mind on allowing the girls to continue their happy moment. They were so out of it that they had not realized the state their bodies were in and what it was doing to their clothes.

The three girls at the door were getting an eyeful as they tried to memorize the sight before them their eyes locked onto his uncovered crotch. It would help in their fantasies for some time to have that picture burned into their mind. Sadly for the leering and drooling girls, he had finally put his pants on and there sight was interrupted by cloth not that their minds were not supplying the image of what they had just seen uncovered. Their eyes had trailed up to his chest as he started putting his shirt on. The ladies leaned closer and leered as he tucked his shirt in pulling the back taunt to show the girls behind him how close it hugged him while the girls in front tried to gaze between his pants and his skin that had been revealed by his pulling the waist to the side.

The girls had chucked Ron out as soon as Horus was dressed. The three girls that had come in had immediately pounced on him. Asking questions about how he got to be so good looking as they introduced themselves as Lavender Brown and Padma and Parvati Patil. The train ride soon ended with the girls trying to get Horus to ask them out. The two prudish Gryffindor girls had changed with Horus in their compartment. Ginny had tried everything she could think of to get his attention. Her mother's talks about not becoming a scarlet lady did not matter in this instance. Sadly, there was no way to pry those three off of him. That they were trying to subtlety hump his legs as they sat on them was not lost on those watching. The Patil twins soon were sitting on his legs while Lavender ground her ass against his lap. Horus teased them as they sat on him his hands snaking into them to pet them. Soon enough the two girls changing were finished and Horus was far too preoccupied with the three girls currently cuddling up to him to pay attention to them. They huffed in disappointment. The girls stayed up against him as they exited the train and went to get a carriage. He noticed the creatures that the girls ignored had hitches on them. The girls had neither seen the horses or their tact giving the trip an appearance of horse-less carriages.

'Hmm they seemed to have a specialized invisibility. Let's see, they have a bit of necromantic energy similar to Spectral Duocorns. Now what were the progenitors of that species? Ah yes, a dark unicorn crossed with a thestral. So these as they are hornless must be thestrals,' Horus thought. He was so distracted by the spectral winged horses and his contemplation of them that he did not resist when the girls had kept leading him not to where Hagrid waited for the new students, but to the carriages. Because he was being herded or was it he was herding a group of girls, that he had unknowingly missed the traditional boat ride. Who could blame him with twins keeping his hands occupied while Lavender used his tie as a leash to guide him?

The carriage ride was far too short for the girls to get more than a grasp on him and Hermione and Ginny were stuck in a carriage with Ron and Neville along with Luna Lovegood. They were having a rather difficult time dealing with being ignored by Horus as they were use to being the centers of attention at least in their own minds. The Patil Twins were discussing the advantages of Ravenclaw versus Gryffindor as they were trying to influence which house he would be in or more accurately which girl or girls would be spending the nights with him. Lavender was far too happy to be cuddled in his lap enjoying the carriage's bounce having far more pleasant effects than normal due to where she was being rubbed from the bounces.

As they reached the school, the three girls preceded to steer him to the Great Hall. When they had gotten just to the doors to the Great Hall, they gave him an enthusiastic kiss goodbye as they tried to become one with him while he was clothed. After they were good and dazed from the kiss leaving them out of it even as certain articles of clothing stuck to their bodies, they went to their tables to wait to see which house he was in. They had a backup plan to sneak into whatever common room he ended up in even if it was Slytherin.

Since McGonagall had already left to get the new students, Horus decided to blend into the shadows as he waited for the firsties to get sorted so that he could then be placed in a house. It was not that he had a preference in which house he was sorted into. Ravenclaw would be nice for its Intellectual concerns and yet, they were a bit too book smart versus street smart as he preferred. Slytherin would fit his cunning personality, but he had heard that the idiot that opposed this idiot was in that House in addition to the complete shunning by most of the school of members of Slytherin House. He loved challenges, but to completely rehabilitate the beliefs of a school that he was being forced to attend? That was not something he would want to do willingly as their was little gain there. Hufflepuff was interesting as while they were hard working and loyal, they were too trusting for someone like him to be among. He did appreciate their loyalty, but they were considered the outcasts that did not fit elsewhere. This was a far cry from their original function. It was a shame that the group that was suppose to be the heart and unifiers were so ridiculed since everyone believed them dim. Gryffindor had the image of bravery and chivalry, but to often they looked before leaping as well as being fanatics to whatever cause they viewed as just. Far too many evils have been performed in the name of justice and the greater good to trust those who follow it blindly. It did not help that besides the Twins their were only two sane girls he had met and two girls with serious issues. That did not even take into account of Perry's image as an alumnus of that house or Ronnikins behavior. He was hoping there was a way outside being sorted, but there was a nagging suspicion that the old man had something up his sleeve.

'It is obvious that he would try his best to get me under his control for my peace of mind,' Horus thought as he contemplated how trying this year would be. 'It is a vacation of sorts from the Squad, but I do worry who they will be placed with while I am gone. They better not have gone soft when I get back or their training will be truly hellish if that is the case.'

A gentle marching sound became discernible even as the conversations seemed to be important for his future here. He heard the kiddies talking despite how quite some of them tried to be. So he focused his hearing at some of the conversations near the three sane girls he knew here, it would not be good if they got into trouble because of him. The conversations were for the most part boring. The few exceptions were the Patils talks to there house mates as all their acquaintances had seen them get into a carriage together and were pressing them for details. He noticed that Hermione seemed to be outside the conversations as her gaze seemed to pass over the front row. It was obvious that something was troubling her with the teachers table.

Horus wondered why Remi was not there. He had not even smelled a whiff of his scent in the building. It would take over a month for his scent to fade that much. He looked up and down the staff table. There was definitely no new face there, at least at first glance.

"Where's the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher?" said Hermione, who was also looking up at the teachers.

They had never yet had a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher who had lasted more than three terms; Horus remembered they had told him over the summer. Something always caused them to go and they acted as if it was a real curse on the position. Horus supposed that from what he had heard their favorite by far had been Professor Lupin, who it seemed, had to resign last year because of the biases these little shits seemed to have. He looked up and down the staff table as he wondered why these people were so irritating. So what if his Unca Remi was a lycanthrope, he was a person and should be treated as such. Such obvious problems would be treated harshly back home. Hell even the State's magical population was treated better. That the magical British were racist bastards far more than their mundane cousins made him wonder why no one called Sit Integra to deal with the situations arising. This was just another nail into the coffin of the wizarding world as far as Horus was concerned. Still he was contented with the knowledge that if things unfurled the way it had, the major factions would be decimated if history followed its set path. His eyes swept the head table as he was amazed that they did not notice him lurking in a shadow. There was definitely after careful examinations no new face there so whoever this replacement was had yet to arrive. It showed a lack of professionalism that he never would have allowed his subordinates to show and his superiors were long devoid of having such weaknesses.

"Maybe they couldn't get anyone," said Hermione, looking anxious.

Horus scanned the table more carefully this time as he allowed his passive shields to accept some projected emotions and thoughts from the high table. 'Hmm lots of thoughts wondering how I will fit in,' he thought. 'There is some worry about what I know. Some uncertainty, that what I did at the end of term was not Dark Magic.'

Tiny little Professor Flitwick, the Charms teacher, was sitting on a large pile of cushions. He projected an emotion of giddiness that he had new students to teach and he was interested in picking Horus's brain after seeing the spell work he had used at the end of the last year.

Beside him was Professor Sprout, the Herbology teacher, whose hat was askew over her flyaway gray hair. She seemed a nice sort and seemed to exemplarize the caring and nurturing nature of House Hufflepuff. No dangerous intent was there.

She was talking to Professor Sinistra of the Astronomy department. The woman was rather young and had a far less rigid feel to her surface mind. Though she had the feel of frustration at how her students would rather use her tower to make out than to actually study. Astronomy effected several rituals as the effect of the rituals was influenced by gravitational phenomenon. So Horus understood why they had to have a decent grasp on the stars.

On Professor Sinistra's other side was a sallow-faced, hook-nosed, greasy-haired man. It was Hogwarts resident Potions Master, Severus Snape. 'The amount of things that seem to be troubling him is intense,' Horus thought. 'He feels a lot of apprehension, but he is masking it rather well. Hell his mind has some kind of rudimentary mental shields around emotion and seems to partially shield his thoughts as well. He is actually not allowing any passive projection from his mind. If his scent was not so discernible even from this distance, I would think he had ice for veins with how little I can read from him.'

On Snape's other side was an empty seat, which Horus guessed was for Professor McGonagall who was approaching the room from the directions he felt the firsties from. 'She seems to be apprehensive and yet happy at the same time,' he thought. 'She is up to something. It has to do with the twinkling man who seems to enjoy being at the head spot. Looking down at all the pawns he will shape to further his greater good.'

Next to it, and in the very center of the table, sat Professor Dumbledore, the headmaster, his sweeping silver hair and beard shining in the candlelight, his magnificent deep green robes embroidered with many stars and moons. The tips of Dumbledore's long, thin fingers were together and he was resting his chin upon them, staring up at the ceiling through his half-moon spectacles as though lost in thought. At least that is what he was upon first glance. Like Potion Master Snape, he had a mental shield even if it seemed a bit weak. His scent was covered with lemon drops. There was apprehension in a subtle under tone that he would have missed if Kat had not helped him improve his scenting of prey. He was up to something and he was gloating he could tell.

Horus glanced up at the ceiling too. It was enchanted to look like the sky outside, and he had not seen it look this stormy the last time he was here. Black and purple clouds were swirling across it, and as another thunderclap sounded outside, a fork of lightning flashed across it. 'Something does not bode well in the near future and whatever it was is coming closer,' Horus thought as he sighed in the shadows.

"Oh hurry up," Ron moaned, beside Hermione, "I could eat a hippogriff."

It was amusing that he seemed to always complain about being hungry even after he had eaten. Horus glided deeper into the shadows as he felt the presences approach the door. 'Some times the ability to be aware of the aura's living, dead and neither was a benefit. Now though I will have to deal with all the people moving about. Wizards don't resonate as strong as some beings. McGonagall's ordered aura counteracts the kiddies chaotic and uncertainty,' he thought as he noticed an anticipation to hush fall over the room.

The words were no sooner out of Ronald's mouth than the doors of the Great Hall opened and silence fell. Professor McGonagall was leading a long line of first years up to the top of the Hall. If the sitting students were wet, it was nothing to how these first years looked. They appeared to have swum across the lake rather than sailed. All of them were shivering with a combination of cold and nerves as they filed along the staff table and came to a halt in a line facing the rest of the school - all of them except the smallest of the lot, a boy with mousy hair, who was wrapped in what Horus recognized as Hagrid's moke-skin overcoat from his last meeting. The coat was so big for him that it looked as though he were draped in a furry black circus tent. His small face protruded from over the collar, looking almost painfully excited. When he had lined up with his terrified-looking peers, he caught someone, who he had heard call himself as Colin Creevey, in the eye, gave a double thumbs-up, and mouthed, I fell in the lake! He looked positively delighted about it. Professor McGonagall now placed a three-legged stool on the ground before the first years and, on top of it, an extremely old, dirty patched wizard's hat. The first years stared at it. So did everyone else. For a moment, there was silence. Then a long tear near the brim opened wide like a mouth, and the hat broke into song:

A thousand years or more ago, When I was newly sewn, There lived four wizards of renown, Whose names are still well known: Bold Gryffindor, from wild moor, Fair Ravenclaw, from glen, Sweet Hufflepuff, from valley broad, Shrewd Slytherin, from fin. They shared a wish, a hope, a dream, They hatched a daring plan To educate young sorcerers Thus Hogwarts School began. Now each of these four founders Formed their own house, for each Did value different virtues In the ones they had to teach. By Gryffindor, the bravest were Prized far beyond the rest; For Ravenclaw, the cleverest Would always be the best; For Hufflepuff, hard workers were Most worthy of admission; And power-hungry Slytherin Loved those of great ambition. While still alive they did divide Their favorites from the throng, Yet how to pick the worthy ones When they were dead and gone? 'Twas Gryffindor who found the way, He whipped me off his head The founders put some brains in me So I could choose instead! Now slip me snug about your ears, I've never yet been wrong, I'll have a look inside your mind And tell where you belong!

The Great Hall rang with applause as the Sorting Hat finished. Horus was bored at the proceedings. Soon the students were sorted and the Headmaster announced a new transfer student, Harry Potter. The people looked around the hall trying to find the elusive almost deified savior of the wizarding world. Horus looked at them chuckled and glided out of the shadows with a rather amused look on his face.

"Good evening, students and faculty of Hogwarts. I could say it is a pleasure to at last be among you at such a famous institute," Horus said as they stared at him.

"Ah well yes. Good evening Mr. Potter now as you should have been sorted when you were eleven; you will have to be placed in a house. Normally we would place the hat on you, but as you already seem to have made friends among the Gryffindors you will be placed there," the twinkling eyed old fuck said oblivious to the pure loathing Horus was barely able to keep from showing.

Horus wished that he was alone with the senile old codger so he could strangle him. Alas, the bastard had witnesses so he could not relieve some stress by emulating one of his favorite vintage video characters. Still as much fun as an invisible hand was, he had to keep control. It would not be proper behavior to kill him in front of kids. A Rian to save them is one thing; it is a far different matter to destroy their cherished father figure. He plastered the most sickeningly good smile on his face and said, "Of course Headmaster. It will be good to spend some time with my friends." 'Even though I would like a say in the matter you asshole,' he thought to himself.

Professor McGonagall picked up the hat and the stool and carried them away.

"About time," said Ron, seizing his knife and fork and looking expectantly at his golden plate.

Professor Dumbledore had gotten to his feet. He was smiling around at the students, his arms opened wide in welcome. "I have only two words to say to you," he told them, his deep voice echoing around the Hall. "Tuck in."

The food was adequate. It was nothing compared to Kas-chan's meals though the house elves tried their best, but how can it compare to the divine cooking that was Kasumi's food? Only food cooked by the divine could ever hope to be better. Horus had planned on talking with Lavender and Parvati, but they were still glassed eyes from their fun on the train, the carriage and they were still a bit on automatic from the kiss they received. Padma had barely been able to function in a normal matter. The girls had made out 'Harry Potter... Gryffindor' before they had spaced out with thoughts of nights spent with him.

Horus leaned back doing his best to ignore the pointless discussion Ronald was talking about with the Gryffindor ghost, Nearly Headless Nick. It was an embarrassment that someone had not just severed his spectral head from his body to get him to stop complaining. Unfortunately he mentioned that Hogwarts had house elves and this caused Hermione to drone on about how it was slave labor and they should be paid and given holidays. 'Like they would want that any more than imps want to be free. Bound beings need to serve or they die sooner than if they were bound. Familiars gained a bit of the spellcasters energy lengthening their lives. So they served as a storage battery to protect against surging. Ignorance of why something is and the belief that she knows better needs to be schooled in a lot of things that these wizards take

for granted as much as they need a grounding in the rest of the world,' Horus thought as he shook his head.

The doors opened and a man soon introduced as Mad-Eye Moody came in. After the headmaster announced that he was the new Defense Professor and finally got them to shut up when he told them their would be no Quidditch Cup that this year their would be the Tri-Wizard tournament, he finally dismissed them. Horus followed the rest of the Gryffindors to the common room. He nodded to the twins and winked to the Girls as he bounded up the stairs.

'Great here I am back at school,' he thought, 'and to make matters more difficult he decided that since I spent a night in Gryffindor that replaces properly sorting me. I just think he wants to get me under control. Still my spell-top and other gear works here when they say muggle electronics won't work. That's why there are technomancy products.'

Horus went about checking everything they had put in his trunk. 'Most likely they had used money taken from my accounts,' he thought bitterly. He hated people violating his privacy. He found clothes and books for the classes they had signed him up for in the trunk. He could not believe that they had picked his schedule and filled it with such useless rubbish. "Care of Magical Creatures and Divination is what they signed me up for. They have Arithmancy which seems like a form of math magic and ancient runes which I already know. Still they have a few optional classes that sound interesting, but they won't let me take them before after the OWLs. Still potions, charms and transfiguration don't sound too bad. It will give me the opportunity to see what they have come up with in those fields,' he thought. 'Why they neglect so many forms of magic, I could only guess that they are restricted or banned. Still I guess I get to see how good there potions are.'

He had everything ready and set his alarm for enough time to eat some breakfast before heading to class. Still it was a chance that many anthropologists would kill for, to see the endangered Wizards in there native habitat. He still wondered how things would turn out. From his often forgotten history lessons, the class on different magical cultures had been interesting. Unfortunately for him, they did not have much on the survivors of the last wizarding civil war. He did wonder how they could be so ignorant as to think they had the market covered in magic. Someone was filtering reports that was the only explanation as how the Warlocks or even practitioners had not banded together to deal with the threat to them and there concerns. He would not notice until he woke up that his protections had left two girls outside his bed. It was lucky for them that he got up before the other guys or things might have been a bit embarrassing for them.

He had gotten out of the shower and proceeded to get dressed much to the enjoyment of the two girls that had camped out for him. It was unfortunate that they had spent the night outside his bed and had instead of going back to their dorms stayed there hoping to convince him to let them in had led to them being a bit more adventurous than they had originally planned. A side effect of taking a very hot shower is that it allowed his pheromones to spread rapidly into the room. The girls were not going to let him go with a no this time. Not after all the waiting last night and the shape it left them in.
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The two girls had spent the night masturbating at the foot of his bed. They had tried to get the curtains open and failed. Now they were presented with the nude form of their nights dreams. He smelled so good for some reason. They forgot that he had left them dazed on the train and had forgotten to tell him before he had gone to bed that they would like to join him in his bed. They latched on to him there hands running over his muscles before grabbing his flaccid hanging dick.

They apologized for not being there for him last night as they had gotten there after he was asleep. They had grinned sultrily as they said they would make it up to him. Parvati kissed him as his hand roamed her body his other hand roaming Lavender's body until she had started working her way down his body. It was obvious to him that they did not want a relationship at the moment just sex. It was nice to see that the wizarding world had some straightforward and honest women. Lavender had gotten to her knees her lips kissing there way past his navel after licking it while looking up at his face.

Parvati was moaning as he fingered her while kissing her. She was barely aware of what Lavender was doing until Horus had directed her hand onto her tits and squeezed Lavender's hand on her breasts. She moaned as her friends hands were groping and playing with her breast soon showing the experience they had with each other. Lavender had her mouth engulfed on his prick and was doing the best to put all the practice she had with her and Parvati's toys to good use by trying to deep throat him. She was aware of her sitting on the floor with Horus's foot wedging into her slit as she sucked him. She was peripherally aware of her hand groping her lover's tits. Parvati was aware of a hand kneading her swollen tits her nipples pointing at Horus as he kept fingering her. She was grateful she had learned how to breathe through her nose or she would have fainted as her mouth was still plastered to Horus's mouth as they tried to swallow each others tongues. The only strange thing was that she had nicked her tongue on his teeth just before he had trapped her tongue in his mouth and he was sucking on it in a way that she wished was happening to her throbbing clit.

Lavender was currently thrusting against his now damp with her arousal foot as she sucked him hard in the back of her throat not even consciously aware of how her hand groped Parvati's tit and twisted it. Parvati was aware of her clamping down on Horus's fingers as they moved inside of her. The only thought that momentarily popped up before being driven out with her moaning into his mouth was that her clit was throbbing in time with her tongue as if they had been linked and he was sucking on her tongue drawing the blood out of her wound caused her dull throbbing to intensify. Her legs were weakening and she felt that if she was not sitting on his hand she would have collapsed to her knees. Her mouth finally released from his as she collapsed against him driving his fingers deeper as he lowered her to the ground.

As he lowered her, his hand that had been running itself from Lavender's face to her tits started to run down as he squatted forcing her to bend down not to let him out of her mouth. She felt Parvati's face next to her as his fingers were now stroking her with a gentle pulling motion. She had a sad look on her face as he made her release his cock. Parvati's eyes opened to see his cock and she immediately opened her mouth as she rolled her head towards his crotch allowing his dick to slide into her mouth. Once Parvati had taken her place in trying to swallow him whole he pulled her up from her position with his fingers scratching the top of her hole making a come hither motion over her G-Spot. She did not resist as she rose as he got out of his squat. His right foot was now running between Parvati's puffy lips as Lavender was pulled up to kiss him.

Parvati had barely been able to enjoy her tongue trying to taste as much of him as Lavender slumped against his hand her body tightening around his fingers. He set her down next to Parvati and he slowly let them take turns sucking him. Horus knew that it was early as well as he had worked up a bit of a sweat so after giving them a little snack for breakfast he planned on giving them a thorough cleaning in the shower. He felt himself about ready to shoot so he pulled Parvati back to where he just had the tip in her throat and let his muscle relax enough to send a shot out. He pulled himself from her lips before letting Lavender take him down her throat a few times as she licked what little Parvati had not suckled off him. He pulled her head back so that he had just the head in her throat with her running her tongue around his head and he felt her lick the eye before he tightened his grip on her hair. She immediately placed her tongue under his crown as he spurted into her. The girls looked at each other when he pulled out with a still throbbing dick. They placed their faces side by side and aimed his dick down one of their throats where he spurted once or twice before aiming down the other.

Horus let a sigh out as he finally stopped spurting. It was a test of will to tighten his muscle so he could stop spurting as they aimed. A bit had trailed between their open mouths when Parvati had moved to aim his dick down Lavender's throat. He looked down and they had started trying to lick off what had missed from their friend. They turned to thank him for letting them make up for last night and to tell him they volunteered to be his personal bed warmers while he was here. There open mouths were silent as they noticed he was still hard and that he was grinning at them. The next thing they knew they were in the showers as he returned the favor to them. The girls enjoyed being eaten out while they were attempting to wash each others tits off. That they spent more time groping each other would not have been missed.

He had started on Parvati as she was the last to cum. Lavender was feeling the back of his head with his damp hair pressing against her as she ground against the back of his head driving his face into Parvati's snatch as he did his best to make her cum till she collapsed. With the girls kissing with his head as a mutual fuck toy he was unable to reach their tits. Thankfully they were playing dueling nipples as they were rubbing against each other. Their hands had wandered to cup their friend's ass. This caused them to spread their cheeks where Horus quickly used the soap and water to attempt to give them a good and thorough cleaning. Soon enough they were grinding against his head and hands, they came covering his face and hair with their juices.

They relaxed a bit and backed their sensitive sore groins from his head causing them to push his fingers deeper into their asses. Their breath caught as he moved his head to suddenly latch on to Lavender's clit. They had thought he was done. How long could he last? They had started rocking against his head humping between his head and his hands that were now moving faster no longer even pretending to be cleaning their asses. Lavender came hard while Parvati whimpered against her mouth as he kept sawing into her ass as she tried to hump his skull dragging her exposed clit against him.

The girls had gotten a hold of their breath having joined him on their knees on the floor. Lavender was half lidded as he turned to Parvati pulling her up with him and pushing her back against the shower wall. He was going to fuck her she realized as he placed his pulsing dick against her clit and rubbed against it. A minor tremor passed through her as he moved his dick from her clit to her entrance. She was far too limp from her orgasms to resist as he slowly worked his way into her. 'Would he ever be satisfied?' she thought. 'No wonder he said he had girlfriends. No way that any human girl could survive being the recipient of his sole affections,' that was as far as she got because he had bottomed out filling her and stretching her more than their toys had. She felt the thrust driving her up the wall and forcing her breath out in a gasp as her mind was forced empty of coherent thought.

Horus was grateful for all the endurance training his father had put him through. Then again how many guys celebrated puberty by being chucked to nympho girls and told he would not be let out until they were passed out from exhaustion and that he had left plenty of liquids to keep him from dying of dehydration. It was a nightmare on his body, but he could never say that he had not enjoyed it even if he had suffered from muscle fatigue for several days after. Parvati was about to find out that they had gotten the ride of their lives and that they would not need an exercise program to stay fit with how little sleep they would be getting due to their volunteering. They would have to remember to ask Padma if she knew a charm to take notes during Binns' lectures as they would be passed out trying to make up the sleep they missed.

Horus started a decent rhythm as he felt her rise and fall against the wall. Her arms and legs wrapped around him as he started moving with gusto. His left hand holding her up as he slowly worked a finger inside her while his mouth latched on to her left nipple as he proceeded to make it even harder while his right hand was trying to draw her breaths faster by fondling her right breast while his thumb and forefinger rolled and pitched her throbbing nipple. He was making sure that this would make what she felt before seem like a torch compared to a bonfire in intensity. She felt her nipples and clit throb while her holes spasmed around the intruders moving in and out of her. She was grateful that she could not get enough air to scream or they would have been interrupted. She settled for groans moans and squeaks that were forced out as she had breath to express herself. The throbbing and spasming started to come closer together and stronger in intensity. Suddenly her spasming muscles clamped down as her throbbing came so fast it was like trying to tell the difference between a super fast strobe light. Her eyes rolled up and she went limp except that she was spasming and throbbing in time to her fast and slowing heart. She next vaguely felt she was lowered to the ground. Sleep good was the last thought she had before passing out.

Parvati looked at him with rapid breath she was about to be fucked here on the floor of the boys showers. She was grateful she was too limp to be propped against the wall. She made a note to do that when she could move. She just rolled her head back and spread her legs with a grin on her face. She looked at him as he kneeled in front of her legs and placed the head of his dick to her cunt. She let out a moan as he entered her one arm pulling her leg up parallel to his chest the other between his knees as he reached one hand to squeeze her sensitive breast while the other stroked her leg. He made short but fast thrusts slowing only to grind against her as deep as he could. Her leg soon was over his shoulder as he bent down. He gripped her tit as he firmly used it as both a thing to grope and a thing to pull on. With her limp leg over his shoulder his right arm was free to caress and grip her ass cheeks. His fingers soon found that a good deal of moisture had stayed inside her. He felt practically no resistance as he got three fingers into her his thumb stroked the sensitive are between her holes as his finger gripped inside her. This grip allowed him to speed his thrusts up. She let out a bark and her head fell sideways as she moaned. He looked to Lavender and she was still passed out. He withdrew from Parvati and placed her in a small tub filled with warm water. She would feel better after a soak.

He walked back to Parvati and was going to place her in the tub when he noticed she was not passed out. "Parvati? Par?" he asked getting a moan in response to his fondling. "I'm going to do something I did not get to do with Lavender when she wakes up tell her I will make that up to her next time, ok?"

Parvati moaned in accent. She felt him move her limp body against his and he held her above his waist not setting her on his lap. She felt his right hand position something. Her eyes widened. Sure his fingers felt great there, but his cock. There was no way that she could take him. Soon that was disproved as he lowered her limp yet responsive body down. Her limp nature allowing him to slide all the way in without resistance since she was so relaxed. She let out a groan as she felt her ass rest on his groin. He was buried in her ass and it was not painful. It felt good not as good as when he was in her pussy, but almost as good yet better in different ways the way she was being stretched. Her body felt a bit distant and yet she was aware of every muscle as it moved. She felt her nerves tingling everywhere. She felt as if every previous orgasm had been a firecracker and this was krackatowa. Her ass muscles clamped down on him as he buried himself in her fully grinding into her ass as her ass spasmed around his dick while her hands did the same to his hand buried in her stretched cunt his thumb flicking her clit. Her left tit was being gripped by his hand as he kissed her lips to her neck. There was a scrapping feeling on her neck and then a sudden piercing pain. She thought she would stop cuming yet the pain just upped it a notch as he supped on her throbbing neck. The pleasure kept building the throbbing of her heart echoing in her body her spasming inner muscles cooled by him shooting into her ass her cunt cooling as she drenched his hand.
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It was amazing how much trouble a guy and two girls can get into in a guys shower. He looked at her and realized that she was going to pass out soon. He had best clean Parvati off and place her with Lavender in a tub to sleep off their aches. How could all the girls he have met lately been such lightweights when it came to such normal physical activities. Was the twentieth century so much softer than the twenty-second century? Or was it that physical conditioning for pleasure tolerance was not normal in this time?

'Why could he not have been here sooner,' Parvati thought before she succumbed to the darkness as she passed out a grin on he face as she looked at the sex god she had found.

They were so lucky that they were in Gryffindor with him. Maybe next time they could have the chasers relieve some after practice and game stress with a good bit of physical therapy from Horus the Sex God of Hogwarts. These were the thoughts Lavender had while she sat soaking in the tub. She may have been unable to move, but that did not mean she had even as out of it as she was been unable to recognize the sounds coming from her friend cuming.

Horus sighed as he quickly cleaned Parvati off. There was no point to play with unresponsive bodies. He placed her in the tub with Lavender before he headed back to the shower and rinsed off. He looked over and saw the discarded clothes. He sighed and put the clothes on before dressing the girls and setting them on the couches in the common room. They could sleep off their exhaustion. Then again, as lightweights he might as well leave a recovery potion and a note. So he did before reaching the door. He waved hello to the Lady as he left the common room.

Horus had gone down the stairs to the Great Hall to have breakfast after he had showered again this time with the girls. His head of house had dropped off his schedule which he had looked at and was rather let down with how little time was spent in class. It seemed odd but he heard Ronald groan as he looked at his schedule.

The storm had blown itself out by the following morning, though the ceiling in the Great Hall was still gloomy; heavy clouds of pewter gray swirled overhead as Harry, Ron, and Hermione examined their new course schedules at breakfast. A few seats along, Fred, George, and Lee Jordan were discussing magical methods of aging themselves and bluffing their way into the Tri-Wizard Tournament.

Today's not bad... outside all morning," said Ron, who was running his finger down the Monday column of his schedule. "Herbology with the Hufflepuffs and Care of Magical Creatures... damn it, we're still with the Slytherins ..."

"Double Divination this afternoon," Horus said offhandedly. He hated prophetic magic they always went wonky when sorcerers were around. Then again they were 'We Who Defied Fate' and so prophesy had a tendency to be unrealistic or merely self fulfilling. Time travel rule one: time loops prevent any alteration of the time line. Still it would seem that he was suppose to be here so time had a pattern he would seem to be predetermined to follow if he had ever studied wizarding studies.

"You should have given it up like me, shouldn't you?" said Hermione briskly, buttering herself some toast. "Then you'd be doing something sensible like Arithmancy."

"You're eating again, I notice," said Ron, watching Hermione adding liberal amounts of jam to her toast too.

"I've decided there are better ways of making a stand about elf rights," said Hermione haughtily.

"Yeah... and you were hungry," said Ron, grinning.

Horus understood Herbology as Magical Gardening and Care of Magical Creatures was basic zoology for magical creatures. He knew a bit about those creatures that had not been killed off by the various demons before they had been rescued. Still there were enough about animals in general that he needed to know especially when in the wild on patrols.

Herbology had gone rather quickly. Bubotubors where squirming plants whose pus while valuable caused swelling. It balanced out its ability to treat skin blemishes by causing them when undiluted. Dragon hide gloves would protect the skin, not as much as certain demon hides would but dragons shed there skin where as the demons involved had to be skinned alive. Then again that species with the most supple and protective hide loved to eat children so no one really felt much sympathy for that species. He had not brought the dragon hide gloves and instead used the gloves made from shedded skin of his familiar, Mia. One of the few eggs from Nia the greatest serpent hybrid ever, the symbol of the Head of The Serpent Order and most considered as the mascot for the order. Occamy crossed with a basilisk and a few other species including a few magical birds such as thunderbirds and phoenix. That it would adjust size was a good thing came from the moke heritage to change size. Resistant to elemental damage due to the elemental animal heritage in the breeding. The ability to become invisible allowed him to carry the gloves without worry. The ability to absorb the gloves came from the blood bond with Mia. She was his friend and companion. The only reason she was not here is that she was finally clutching her own eggs. Horus finished quickly and enjoyed relaxing before the next class.

Care of Magical Creatures introduced Horus to a species of creature that could be quite useful. The Blast-Ended Skrewts could make decent sentries to protect places. Though Draco seemed to have problems with them, it must have been because he was not raised with any pets. If he had just stopped complaining, he would learn far more.

Horus walked calmly from the lesson to lunch. His two Gryffindor girlfriends walked with him back to lunch where they chatted about some things. They were rather infatuated with Divination until Horus told them if things were pre-ordained than nothing was worth doing. Was he pre-ordained to not meet them to this year. He did give that there was general patterns to the lines of fate, but that he was not one of those that would be bound by the fate others were willing to settle for.

This morning was different than the other mornings there was a bit of trepidation in the Gryffindors. First things first, there was potions class. He rather enjoyed potions especially the more creative applications one could use them to. He did not like the description of Professor Trelawney. He hoped he was not disappointed with this Divination teacher even though he had planned to take Arithmancy and Ancient Runes not Divination or Care for Magical Creatures. He followed them to the classroom enjoying looking up Lavender's skirt as much as Parvati enjoyed staring at his ass as he climbed up.

The class was abysmal. She was not even a seer of even slight ability. If she saw something, it was what someone wanted her to tell people. Far too many beings loved to play with humans like they were their personal toys. Far too many of the old gods and goddesses liked to play something like the Sims or reality TV with human lives. Some were only less petty or cruel than others. Sorcerers remembered when the deities abandoned them before the Demon Wars. At least Lav and Par were less convinced of her act now.

The only downside was when Malfoy taunted Ronnikins for his father shaming the ministry by getting into a fist fight with muggles over Mad-Eye's behalf. Horus wondered why he had to taunt the Weasel. His family had a few sane members; Ronald was not one of them. He was disappointed when he pulled his wand on Weasley's retreating back only to have Moody turn him into a ferret and bounce him. Then McGonagall decided to intervene.

Horus looked at Draco in disappointment after he had been turned back and said, "Really I thought you knew better than to attempt to curse someone in the back. You are a Malfoy and a Black both noble families and must hold yourself to a higher standard. Never allow yourself to be ruled by your anger. It may boost your magic, but it makes you sloppy. Your mother would be disappointed in your behavior. Your father will want to speak to you as well as your head of house. I understand your anger at Weasley turning his back on you and the insult he gave. Why you did not just challenge him to a duel I do not know. We are members of old families we must not behave like rabble."

Draco hung his head and muttered an apology. Horus nodded at him before leaving with his bookends having a look of shock that Draco Malfoy had apologized. This was a precedent for the Gryffindors. It was able to keep there minds focused on it as they ate their dinner and went to bed. Parvati and Lavender had spent the evening cuddling Horus as he went about his Homework with them. They had stayed in the common room until they were done. He had finally found a way to explain potions to them so they could follow the instructions. A potion is like cooking something that they enjoyed. Of course they spent the night with him. As he laid there sandwiched between them he realized that he would have to get them on a physical program besides the sex. Then again there were exercises that would leave them with higher thresholds before passing out and lowered thresholds as their nerves would be both more sensitive and able to handle more stimulus.

It would be a memorable morning for the Gryffindor/Slytherin potion class. The Snape versus Horus dialog would become a legend in its own time at Hogwarts. Wizard Potion Master versus Sorcerer Potion Master. Even if he was not the potion specialist he knew that not being able to id and make potions would be fatal. It also allowed one to recognize poisons and antidotes. Many of the Gryffindor's wondered how he had a spring in his step if they had potions before some realized that he did not know about Snape. They were a bit shocked when Lavender and Parvati sauntered up to him and kissed him before saying thanks. A good deal were wondering what he had done to get their attention. They did wonder about the way their asses swayed before the guys just forgot anything except watching the girls' swaying asses.

Horus followed them to Potions watching their asses sway as they kept slowing down to bump into him giving them an excuse to rub against him even if they were still a bit sore. They arrived before the Slytherins and found the class room door open so they went to a table where the two girls flanked him. They seriously thought about thanking him again, but this was Snape's class and no matter how fuck addled they currently were they knew better. They would forsake Trelawney if he said so. Their world was currently defined as whatever Horus said it was.

Horus had looked at the lab or what passed more like a dungeon. There was nothing like the labs he had been used to. Then again, sorcerers had been the model for modern chemistry practices. There were protections against accidents such as shielding and filter web spells to contain any fumes from causing ill effect. Snape glided into the class in an imitation of a vampire, but Horus knew several old and ancient vampires and was therefore unimpressed by his entrance though he applauded his style while keeping a blank face.

Snape's gaze swept the classroom boring into the dunderheads that he had to teach. So few understood the elegant beauty of potions, all others were unworthy to learn the subtle art. He prepared to give the start of term speech. "Potions is an art a subtle art that most of you dunderheads are unable to master. I could teach you how to bottle fame, brew glory and even put a stopper on death. Unfortunately most of you lack any skills beyond even not melting your cauldrons. We have a new student this year. Harry Potter, our new celebrity."

Horus raised his eyebrow at being called a celebrity. He was famous not a celebrity. Celebrities were known without having accomplished something like a famous person must do. He turned his now cold eyes to regard the Potions Master. "I am not a celebrity. I have nothing to do nor would I wish to have anything to do with those lazy self promoting blowhards. To these innocent and susceptible minds they see me as the famous Harry Potter. A living legend in their own minds regardless of anything I have done or will do. Why should I care about fame? It is a fickle thing after all. One minute they love me and put me on a pedestal to be an example for them, the next I am there scapegoat since no one can live up to whatever ridiculous ideals they have ascribed to me. I will never be a real person to the masses as I will become to them whatever they desire me to be irregardless of how I really am. Hero or villain depending on the side. I am here to learn what ever I am required to get out of this madness I have been placed into. So ask me what you will Potions Master Snape. I will answer to the best of my ability."

Snape gave a vicious grin at being given such a open shot at Potter's brat. He might as well start with his typical questions. "Well then Potter I might as well start with an easy question what is a bezoar?"

"Since this is a potions class and not a creature class. A bezoar is a stone found in the stomach of goats and similar ruminoids such as sheep. It is useful in counteracting most common poisons," Horus stated with a rather Slytherin tone.

Snape glared at him and said, "Correct Mr. Potter. So let's try something harder than. What would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?"

"Wormwood would normally mean a rather lethal poison however the powdered asphodel root would lessen the qualities that had already been reduced by it being an infusion and would reduce it to a rather strong sleeping potion that would simulate death. If I recall correctly it is called the Draught of the Living Dead and was the source of the potion used by Shakespeare in Romeo and Juliet," Horus answered.

Snape was beginning to get a rather grudging respect for the boy. 'He knew his potions even if he was a Potter. Strike that, he was obviously not raised as a Potter, what was the name he used last year Horatius Stone. It was time to up the questions in difficulty. Yes something that was NEWT level was necessary,' he thought. "What is the final ingredient to the Polyjuice potion then?" Snape asked him coldly.

'Polyjuice? I know I have heard of it before... Ah yes. A mimicry potion granting the form of the subject whose DNA sample is added last to the potion,' he thought. "Before use or for storage, Potion Master?" Horus asked. "These students should know the difference. Or does the ministry still keep you from teaching them to the level you desire?"

"Final components both of them Potter," he said coldly to him.

"The final component before drinking a Polyjuice potion is a sample from the person changing into. The last ingredient added when brewing is boomslang skin," Horus said in a textbook tone as if reciting from a manual.

Snape was impressed that he knew that much about a newts potion and decided to see what else he knew of a restricted potion and asked, "Well then what is the longest part of making Polyjuice Potion then Mr. Potter."

"Waiting for the lacewings to stew for twenty one days in the traditional version," Horus said with a rather shark like tone.

"Traditional version Mr. Potter? There is only one version so there is no way to make it different. Many have tried to improve it and have failed. Either to improve duration or shorten brewing," Snape said in the coldest tone ever. "I myself have tried to improve it and have failed at it. Who do you know that could accomplish such a thing?"

"The man who raised me is rather,,, infamous in potion circles outside of Europe. He just loves to destroy established beliefs. What would happen if one dissolved the chameleon skin in essence of a mimic and then floated elemental ice in purified sea coral?" Horus asked drawing a look of shock from the Potion Master.

"The essence of a mimic would improve the quality of the change while the ice would allow it to have a longer duration with the sea coral keeping the ingredients from reacting with the ice," Snape said in a breathless tone. 'A Potter trained in potions by someone competent; someone I could readily have a conversation with. Besides he is not a Potter raised in their status being cocky and judgmental. I might have to actually tolerate the boy,' he thought. "What is the name of the Potion Master you trained under?"

"He has many names and many have tried to recruit him. He prefers not to deal with European Potion Masters ever since a disagreement with Nicholas Flamel many years ago. Then again who else would one despise if they borrowed their research and published it as their own? Their is a reason I do not and will not mention his name. Far too many people have spent the past few decades trying to find him. He loathes this country due to all the unnecessary restrictions for his passion. Where else but in England does one have to practically deal with black market suppliers to get decent potion ingredients that are legal and of higher quality elsewhere. I will say that he is a reclusive member of the Potion Master's Guild and that he is rather happier as a member in good standings in the National Potions & Alchemy Association in America," Horus told him completely devoid of emotion causing Snape's hidden glee to dry up.

"Well as you are unlike these dunderheads, you may stay with those girls and see to it that they learn this material," Snape said in a clear tone meaning keep them from doing anything wrong and I will secretly be grateful.

"Of course Potion Master Snape. It is a shame that so many of these Gryffindors have so little respect for the fundamental science and art that is potions. Any chance you would allow me to appropriately chastise them outside of class with your approval?" Horus asked with a sinister glee in his eyes.

Snape had a feral grin on his face. 'If only he was in Slytherin, he would have them on their knees. The changes in Narcissa since they met are uncanny. It is a shame that meddlesome old man placed him with those shallow minded fools. Then again, he seems the type that people follow not out of fear or promises of power, but as if he had actual leadership. Mother mentioned something about those who wore such attire as he arrived in.' "Well Mr. Potter as it seems you are not one of these dunderheads some authority in regards to keeping them from killing themselves or Circe forbid blowing others up in there incompetency," Snape said with a slight inclination of the head.

Horus gave the slight bow back and said, "It would be an honor to aid you in drilling some competency in regards to the noble pursuit of potions into these dull and some how feeble minded students. Personally I would have them brew something that their life could depend on and if they fail send them to the nurse. Then again I was raised and taught potions to never ever be ignorant to something that could save my life."

Ron and Hermione along with most of the Gryffindors were shocked at what had happened. Snape had not torn him apart this had to be a sign of the end of the world. The Slytherins were barely doing better as their head of house had decided that this Gryffindor was not a naive fool. Then again, Draco had not said anything against him and almost made it sound as if he was someone not to cross. Then they remembered the display of magic last year. He killed a creature that shook off the efforts of Dumbledork and their Head. That meant he was powerful and Slytherins respected power.

The rest of the lesson went rather quickly as Horus glared at and supervised the Gryffindors. They listened to him faster than they had ever listened to Hermione as she tended to loose track of immediate needs when she started talking. Even Neville Longbottom, the amazing potions disaster, had actually made an adequate potion and nothing had gone wrong. The students gawked at that as well as the improved stance Horus had gained in the house. Snape got to sit and read a potions journal without dealing with dunderheads. Most thought Snape might decide to farm out the younger years with an apprentice so he would not have to deal with their incompetency.

Soon it was Defense Against The Dark Arts or as most people called it DADA. Horus was interested in what some of the so called Dark Arts needed an entire class to counter it. What he got were the Wizards Unforgivables, they were a pale imitation to Forbidden, Sealed or Forbidden Sealed Spells that were limited by the Guild in who could know and what situations one could use them. They sent someone to life in a prison surrounded by Dementors, a variant of soul eaters that could survive on despair, for what a puppet spell, a pain spell which looked like it stimulated various nerves and was unfocused so there was pain and what looked to have been intended as an euthanasia spell. No mass destruction, no raising armies of the dead, no poisoning masses and he had wondered why what little Dumbledore had learned made him so dangerous. It was like having a SAS or Green Beret Special Forces soldier facing a boy scout. No wonder they were in such trouble that an infant needed to rebound a death spell.

There were plenty of mind control spells that were far better suited to control than one that made one obey mental commands. There was programming and the like kind of spells which did not give just set commands, but were able to change the fundamental behavior of the subjects. Hell any decent sensitive who had any mental abilities could easily do far better and lasting effects than a weak curse that could be resisted by mere will power. Though now that he thought about it, they were all mental class spells. The control went through the mind as did the pain caused by a feedback loops. If he studied it the Avada Kedavra did not force the soul out immediately. No it pushed it to the side and told the body to shut down. Since the mind had commanded the body to quite, the soul link was considered willingly severed thus the reason that there were no ghosts from the curse because they had not been perceived as staying behind.

Then again he was thinking these thoughts as he walked with the girls to Transfiguration. 'Why do they study transfiguration instead of the full transformative arts? Did that mean they were ignorant of the other transformative magicks?' Horus wondered just before he had gotten within twenty feet of the class. It was a good skill to be able to think while the girls walked with him as they used his arms as breast toys as they seemed to want to stay as close physically as possible.

Horus sat down and listened as she made her start of year announcement. It was all what he expected from what he had read in their book. Why they would not use 'This To That' as their book he would never know. Though he suspected it was because they did not know such a book existed as they seemed to shun anyone outside their community. At least she did not start them on basic change in form, then again this was suppose to be their fourth year of training and the most they had to do was what was expected before the end of first years training as an Initiate. Animate to animate and inanimate to inanimate were simple. He would have expected them to be at golems or something not changing pigs to birds or at most teacup to turtles. He had just glared at the guinea fowl they were to be changing into guinea pigs. Glare, draw magic with a pattern of change X to Y, release. That was it simple transfiguration. He had been tempted to transmogrify instead of transform, but that did not leave reversible steps. It would be bad to have a pig that was as far as magic and reality was concerned had always been a pig. He had not waited too long after she had finished speaking. He did not and would not take notes with a quill and parchment. He was glad spell-pads still had the illusion as option so he let it appear as a dictation quill and parchment. This freed his hands from writing notes even as he was mentally writing them. She had not noticed and everyone else had been too preoccupied to see that he did not have a wand.

Charms class was simple as well. All he had to do was a summoning charm. This was so below what he had expected that he had held his hand out as he mentally summoned the pillow. It was not like he was a firstie that had to say their spells after all. Though he had to wonder why they had to use Latin to focus their magic as triggers. Then again, if they were not thinking of English when casting they would not accidentally cast if they were holding their wands. Silent magic was a requirement as it gave surprise in a duel and no one who had been even a half trained apprentice spoke their spells. That thought prompted him to ask if the Headmaster had to usually speak his spells. The answer was not for the simpler ones or transfiguration. That was what he had expected as he would have been aware that spoken spells were not necessary as he had made it that far in his training.

History was remarkably similar to back home. Well except that it was taught by a ghost named Binns. Lav and Par sat next to him. He pulled his spell-pad out and set it to record while he settled back for a light nap while the girls tried to catch up on sleep the moment he said that he would have the notes for the class. They did not ask how just merely nodded and put their heads down on the pillows he had conjured.

The week flew by in the almost remedial level of classes. He had petitioned McGonagall to allow him to sit in on Arithmancy and Ancient Runes. After sitting in on the classes he asked if he could take a placement test for them. He talked to Trelawney after their next class and admitted that he had no sight and would she mind if he dropped. All it took was an illusion in her crystal ball of a grim if she did not except so she willingly did. Par and Lav were slightly saddened that he was not going to be in their class. He did however transfer into Arithmancy and Runes with Padma. The nights passed quickly with Lav and Par in his bed. The only time it changed was when Padma won a bet with her sister to take her place. He let her think he was fooled by the identical twins dressing in different clothes thing until she was drifting off calling her Pad instead or Par. In the morning after she admitted they had switched and he said he was sorry for neglecting her. The following days she walked bow legged after coming out of a closet between Arithmancy and Ancient Runes. Her fellow female house mates gave her a look that they knew why she walked bow legged with a wicked smirking grin on her face with her hair tussled just so. Their schedule became fairly set over that week and would probably continue over the year.

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It was the Friday before the first weekend after the start of the school year, Horus had been grateful that Ami had a decent computer by his standards. She called it the Mercury Computer. It appeared to be an old spell-top that had been developed before the Mystic Wars. Then again the Silver Millennium had occurred during the intermittent years between the Sorcerer Wars which had been far to good an example of the doctrine of power corrupting. That it had left a good chunk of the nearer star systems as inhabitable planets, it had only been a pale comparison to the Demon Wars and how much of the Galaxies had been troubled. It was a shame that so many allied races had chosen to abandon them in the quarantine of all human star systems. Still there colonies had been infected and with the gates open on earth enough demonic energies had saturated the troops so that far too many worlds had been reduced to wasteland before the quarantine had been effective. Still over the period where the Silver Millennium had occurred the revitalization of the rest of the Sol system had undone the Sorcerer Wars tragic results.

'We had come far too close to loosing ourselves then. We were created to protect humanity from the demon hoards. How could a few tens of thousands of years been enough time that we became arrogant and believed we had the duty to rule over them to treat them as ignorant children even if they seem a bit short sighted? Still our civil wars resulted in the ruin of many worlds and too many humans mistook us for gods and demons. Still some would say we created our own downfall. We took what remained of the rituals that made us and used it to try to change mundanes into us. The closest we came were two different halves of the same coin, the mystic versions of shapeshifters and vampires. One granted the power over living spirits; the other those who had passed on. We had created living tools and like us they did not wish to be used as disposable troops,' Horus thought as he over looked the grounds, 'Fear. They feared us all of us. We reconciled our differences and as time went by each of our current systems developed.'

Some things were not going well here and there. Nabiki had sent messages detailing the two idiots? latest attempt to force Akane and Ranma together. It was a moment of levity to read something humorous. Still the reports on Ranma's progress in learning the Divine Devil Style were useful as it allowed him to plan how to train him next time he saw him.

'Still A-chan sends daily messages and it provides an outlet for my tension that being placed in a gilded cage and treated as if I was an ignorant child causes,' he thought. 'Hmm ... One of her friends is having relationship trouble with all the name calling he calls her. Lets see a Sailor Teleport would reach here and we could talk and more in person. They need the bunnies help to do it though. Might as well message them back see if they can show up. If they can it would not be difficult to meet them in Hogsmeade as its nearby.'

Horus went to sleep after being informed that they would be there tomorrow as Sunday they had no classes and could sleep in to make up for the time difference when they got back. Horus had a smile on his face as he snuggled against his covers. Tomorrow he would be with friends and not spies playing at friendship. Life was looking up except for the way Par and Lav were disappointed that they had to spend time with his other girls. They had agreed to a meet and greet and that they had even promised not to mind playing second fiddle or more accurately being played as fiddles by the new girls. Now if his shadows would do something useful with there time; all would be right in his world. No matter how much he tried to dissuade them, the trio or closer to a quartet now seemed insistent on dogging him. Little did he know how his actions would undo the plans of a rather anal retentive chronomancer. His future was certain however the engineered time line no longer held even the most remote of possibilities.

Soon it was morning and Horus began to get ready at a less than sedate rate. Saturday he had no classes and spending time with four of his girls. All he had to do was sneak out as it was not a Hogsmeade weekend; Then again, it was not like he cared. The closest thing to friends he had were the twins as they loved to bounce prank ideas off him. He rarely had had time to commit pranks, but that did not mean that he was ignorant of them.

He quickly got to Hogsmeade where he met his girls and there heart broken friend. The girls had latched onto him and immediately demanded a tour of the village. The stopped at the Hogs-Head for a light breakfast and some drinks. He had wondered about with the girls as they explored the shops. Ami had to be pulled out of the bookstore and they had eventually gotten into Gladrags after promising Usagi that she could have all the ice-cream she could eat.

Five beautiful girls in short skirts had decided to go clothes shopping. It was a guys worst nightmare and could only be counterbalanced by the torture that was them trying there outfits on. He had held up through dresses and casual clothes until they started in on swim-wear and undergarments. It was not that he was innocent to scantily clad women changing in front of him, it was that they were doing their best to break what little control he had. It was almost as if they didn't care who could hear them and wanted him to take them there.

When Minako had sat in his lap with nothing but a pair of new panties on, he had barely been able to growl out that unless they wanted to be screwed unconscious here in front of the world they had better control themselves. Then he had kissed her while he quickly got her off with his fingers while she ground herself against his lap. She had a content look on her face even if the new panties she had tried on were soaked.

The friends looked at Usagi who had been dealing with being dumped again before they hauled Minako out of his lap. She had been dropped into Horus's lap suddenly where she squeaked on feeling his arousal against her panty clad ass. She had forgotten that he was there while she had been commiserating with her friends and blushed that he had seen her fall apart. She had decided to kiss him in thanks. She never would have expected what would happen to her next.

Horus had just been kissing one of his girls enjoying feeling her grinding against him and now a girl was kissing him again. He responded to her as if she was one of his girls in this position. Soon she had passed out from his hands rather skillful manipulation of her body while being lip locked with him, leaving a now wet pair of panties she would have to purchase. Her friends grinned at her and lifted her boneless form from his lap. They exited the changing area to see a blushing sales witch with her hands under her flipped up skirt fingering herself with her hand roughly fondling he exposed tit while listening to them.

After apologizing to the blushing sales witch, who had barely kept her hands from grabbing his pants and barely managed to get off a jealous look as he paid for the purchases. The girls did not notice it, but she had slipped her floo address into his pocket along with her soaked panties while she had apologized for not being allowed to suck him off after he had quick fingered her to cum. She knew that she would not be able to work the day after he called her, but it would be worth it. She would not mind being a party favor for his other girls in exchange for a turn or two with him.

They had quickly left trying to find a place to go. Horus remembered that Remus had mentioned the Shrieking Shack which was where he had transformed. So since it was abandoned he steered the girls there. He saw how run down and abandoned it looked. A quick charm repaired the damage and a quick spell conjured a rather large bed. The bed was larger than king size and was in fact a replica of his bed back home. Far too many nights out after patrol and other things meant a large bed so he could crash with whoever he had hooked up with or for them to have a safe place to rest up.

Horus held her in a hug as she let herself go. Usagi had been ridiculed far too much to have a lot of self confidence. She needed emotional comfort and intimacy as much as physical comfort and intimacy. As much as having her mind emptied by being fucked senseless, it was obvious that a different tact was needed. It would appear that her ex screwed her while she was under the same effects as her friend and upon waking up dumped her.
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Horus reached around the sobbing girl that was clutching on to him. His hands gently stoked her back in a soothing motion. He kissed her tears away before he kissed her cheeks while murmuring comforting sounds. He tilted her head up to meat his eyes. He cupped her face as he softly kissed her. The kiss while lacking forceful passion held comfort and promise in its gentleness. Her eyes stopped crying as she held on to him not wanting to let him go.

While Horus was comforting Usagi, her friends had stripped off their clothes and crawled behind her. They gave her a group hug. Usagi was so happy that her friends cared that she did not notice their nipples poking her even as Horus's erection started to rub against her panty-less cunt. She felt her friends unbutton her blouse as they started to gently kiss her their hands started to caress her while she sat in Horus's lap. First they kissed her cheeks while murmuring that everything would be better. She had kept her grip on Horus until her friends pulled her into hugs while she was in his lap. He smiling face did not notice as they slowly worked her blouse off between hugs as they had likewise removed Horus's shirt.

After her friends broke their hug with her, she turned back to Horus and hugged him around his neck. This caused her now exposed breasts to rub against his chest as her wet mound slid down over his pants clad leg. She blinked at what she felt. She smelled something tasty and as anyone who know her know how much of a foodaholic she is. Her face was soon planted against that nice smell. She ran her tongue over the nice flavor before she started sucking on the object before her. She was so focused on getting more of that nice flavor she did not realize she was licking his pants where she had rubbed her wetness against his erection. She was locked on food as her friends had started to caress her naked save for her hitched up skirt body. She moaned at the taste even as her friends worked her food addled brain into her first mutual orgasm.

Usagi had found a tasty treat in front of her. So she moved it into her mouth. It was obviously something to suck on and not chew so she set to work as drool started to drip from her mouth in slightly less amounts than her pussy dripped on her friends' hands. Horus was stroking her hair having released it from the two pony-tails she put her hair in. Ami sat next to her head fondling her right breast as she stroked her back her actions mirrored on her left side by Rei. Minako and Makoto were running their hands around under her skirt working her slowly up feeling her crash down as they brought their hands closer to her fluttering lips. She started trying to get more of the tasty treat into her hungry mouth. Horus had stopped stroking her hair to fondle Ami and Rei's breasts that they had offered to him as they kept kissing each other every few minutes.

Horus was rather impressed at how good of a job she was doing on him as she treated him like a sucker she really enjoyed. Usagi was now trying to swallow him whole forcing him to grip Ami and Rei's tits rougher as he resisted thrusting into her mouth. He let himself go as she sucked hard on her sucker wanting to get the liquid center. Hmm she moaned as she got her taste of that delicious liquid.

She came out of her food delirium realizing she was sucking on something tasty. The next moment her body responded to what she was feeling from her friends hands. They lifted her dazed body from him and laid her on her back. They all had hungry looks on their faces and decided to see what rabbit tastes like. Usagi woke up to the sensation of mouths and hands hungrily moving on her body. She had gotten her head enough to look down her body. Minako and Makoto were sucking her tits as they moved her hands inside themselves. Rei and Ami were running their hands along her legs as they rubbed their wet slits against her legs. Her head looked down and saw Horus with his mouth and hands teasing her. He looked up and smirked before she snapped back arching her back as she came. Horus had worked his tongue into her while his hands were gently massaging her ass cheeks.

Her cries were so loud that the girls looked at her face. They quickly shook their hands as they threw down who would make her quite. Rei won and stopped stroking her legs and crawled to Usagi's head. Her eyes widened at her friends actions. She was confused. Her body felt good, great even. It was just that she seemed to always be picked on by Rei and now she was approaching her.

'Have I done something to make my friend angry at me? I don't want Rei-chan mad at me. She looks so serious,' she thought.

"Silly bunny," Rei said as she looked at her friends face running her hands gently caressing her face. She brought her face close to her and said, "We can't have you putting that mouth of yours to waste."

She kissed her just as Horus brought her to another orgasm causing her to moan into Rei's mouth. Usagi looked up as Rei moved to sit near her head.

"It's time to put that mouth of yours to good use. Just think of it as eating a taste treat from a container ok," Rei said as she moved her slit to Usagi's face.

Usagi smelled something good and in her usual manner went about tasting it. Her mouth soon began to do its best to get more of that tasty liquid she tasted out of her friend's snatch. Ami had moved from where she was to sit behind Horus. She scooted her lap under his and positioned his dick against her slit at the entrance to her hole. Horus quickly thrust into her as she began to thrust up to meet his thrusts as she ran her hands down Usagi's legs. Her friend needed attention as well. The girls came hard except for Usagi who just whimpered from her little orgasms. The girls rotated around Usagi and Horus as he kept licking her from whimpering orgasm to orgasm.

Ami grinned down at Usagi as she lowered her cum filled slit to her hungry mouth and said, "Enjoy the treat Usagi-chan. You loved how Rei and Horus tasted now taste Horus and me."

Usagi snapped her head against Ami's puffy cum full lips licking every drop from her. She had a new addiction even greater than her addiction for ice-cream. She was cum hungry and it was time to stuff herself.

Minako had scooted to get her slick wet cunt under Horus lined him up and let him pound her as he kept lapping Usagi through her orgasms. Rei was using her licked cunt to stuff little Usagi's fist as far as she could. Makoto realized that while she had to content herself to Usagi's hand again she would see about getting Rei to help her out.

The girls cycled around two more times allowing Rei to get a shot of Horus into her while Makoto and Minako took turns ridding Horus and feeding their friend their favorite food. As they cycled through, they realized how easier they tired out without the enhancing properties from that demon. The girls paired off as they watched Horus finally withdraw from Usagi's well eaten snatch. His cock was still hard as he crawled up her body and positioned himself to enter her. He kissed her well sucked nipples drawing a moaning groan at the difference between her friends gently suckling and his demanding pulls. She looked at him as her friends looked on. She had decided that Mamoru-teme was not worth her time. Sure she had to share, but it was with her friends who she shared such a strong bond with before today.

Horus had relaxed a bit since he had pounded Ami, Rei, Makoto and Minako while he had gently eaten Usagi through at least ten orgasms. He entered her slowly and set a rather sedate rhythm. This time she would not get the animalistic pounding she would crave soon, but the gentle almost love making. She would not get hammered under relentless orgasms, but would feel them build up like drowning in an ocean made of drops of water. He kissed her gently yet hungrily as her eyes dilated just a hair more. He moved slowly in full strokes withdrawing until his head just brushed her fluttering lips before sinking slowly into her until he ground as deep as possible. Her arms and legs were splayed out after the massage her friends had done and unable to move them just groaned at the slow gentle ride she was on.

Horus kept the tortuous pace through out his entire time he was buried in her tight snatch. She began to moan faster as he upped the speed from snail to turtle forcing her to feel every inch of movement. Horus slowly built the pressure in her body slowly kissing and licking her still sensitive nipples as her friends kept their hands and mouths busy with each other while their eyes were locked on Usagi as she joined them in their new life. Usagi gently passed out with a sigh while they moaned at seeing her body attempt to wrap herself around him as she tried to bury him as far as she could.

Horus was wearing an Usagi body-wrap. Her mind was as gone as she was when in her food daydreams. Her body however was still there slowly gripping and releasing him. Her muscles just kept trying to draw him out like a super tight milking machine. He let a groan out as he let Usagi's body have what it craved as he shot a load of cum in to her drawing a sigh as she felt him splash inside her. Mamoru-teme and Tuxedo Kamen-baka were not the prince she was destined for. It seemed so obvious now. Her friends were the guard given her by her prince so as she and they belonged to him. This was a natural occurrence to her. Then again she had heard tales of foreign princes with harems. It was obvious that she had been reborn near her Masters Harem guards so that they could prepare for him. It was just that it had taken so long to find him that she had wished for her lord and master that anyone that could meet what seemed prince like or authoritative was hoped to be her Lord. He had chosen to bring her back even if she had forgotten her proper place. It was good for her that her Master had His Servants bring her Home to Him again. She would thank him for his gentle welcome home. Then again, next time she might be used like one of His Servants desired. She may be a princess, but her Prince was who she served.
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He looked at the girls passed out on the bed. That had been a rather memorable experience for him. It was not often that he was giving comfort so personally to one of his girls friends. He knew that they were close, but the comradely reminded him of when he was on Squad Seven. There was less of the closeness in Squad Five since they were his responsibility. Horus rarely had to build a girl's self esteem as much as he had for Usagi. It was rather sad that her ex treated her so horribly. Rei had held her when she let out that he had been trying to hook up with her all the time they were dating. There is a difference between sexual and sensual. Last night had been a sensual experience. Slow movements and lots of touching not for passion, but for comfort. He wanted to stay with them and help them through the rest of the night. He stayed until Ami was awake so he could say goodbye as he was certain someone would notice him missing. He hugged her goodbye and kissed the rest of the girls? goodbye causing them to sigh in their sleep. They agreed to get together when they could around their various schedules. The girls had monsters to hunt and people to save while he was stuck in a boarding school. They would try to get together once a month. He left quietly so a to allow those asleep to recuperate. They would have enough time for a decent bit of sleep before they had to teleport back to school for Monday. Thankfully their parents thought they were at a sleep over.

He moved quickly from the village to the school. As much as he would like to bypass the wards, they were far more sensitive to incoming than leaving. He was a bit tired and there was no way he would try to take any short cut while he was this tired since he could end up anywhere. Ghosting was the easiest method as it was not a form of teleporting as it only allowed movement from shadow to shadow that were within line of sight. The advantage to the wizarding world was that they did not have the same level of near daylight through outdoor lights as in technology driven cities. He moved as a flicker across the distance quickly moving almost gliding from the outskirts of the Shrieking shack to the school. If Remus had told him about the tunnel under the shack he could have gotten their quicker as it would have bypassed several wards.

Horus did not pay attention to his surroundings relying on his subconscious mind to detect any danger. He just avoided any threat such as odd animals as he made his way. His conscious mind was looking for a rather simple ritual. At least compared to most of the rituals he had either performed or assisted in. A simple ritual that would allow for more time with his girls. If one was a lucid dreamer they could go over things that they did that day allowing studying and such in a more efficient manner. It normally was not performed after studying some of the better mental training methods. Why would someone need the extra time if they had organized their mind so it had eventually become photographic in recall? The ritual allowed anyone to gain the ability to lucid dream. There was a modification which allowed for a shared dreamscape. It would allow him plenty of for all intents and purposes near face time with them. Sadly any physical training in the dreams only would work in ingraining muscle memory. It could not strengthen or alter physically the body. Unless the person had body control the ultimate in mind over matter internal. The combination of those rituals would allow him time enough for his girls. The fighters would have time to train and yet not be tired from it and plenty of time to enjoy themselves. As it would be in a dreamscape the, limits of the mind and not the body would come into play.

The only reason he had to be cautious if someone found out is that the rituals while having so many benefits had once been used for rather sinister goals. It was simplicity to rebuild the mind to have the correct responses to whatever conditioning one wants. Far too many groups used this to train captured enemies to make them sleeper agents. With such nearly mechanical minds they were the ultimate spies as they were living observation equipment. Dream control had far to dangerous of a history by many now extinct groups. Without the limits of the body pain was no longer limited as much as pleasure was. Snapping a mind became far easier allowing mental conditioning and reprogramming. Thankfully the laws and rules regulating dream walking and control were akin to any other mind altering ability. Forced mental conditioning was illegal punishable by far worse than the wizards would think of. Power without control and a sense of ethics corrupted far to easily. Mind control was frowned on and was normally at most used to ease psychological traumas. These things kept passing through Horus's mind as he got closer to the school. For one of the safest places in the magical world, it was rather easy to break in or out.

Horus was on his way back to the school ghosting through the hallways when he ran across a poltergeist who introduced himself as Peeves. Horus did not like when he was threatened by spirits and responded as if he was normally confronted by a poltergeist that was ill mannered. Despite popular belief ghosts and poltergeists were susceptible to a rather large number of spells. A rather large number of spells that anyone well versed in necromancy would know. Horus was a Speaker of the Dead this was a blessing in this case and a curse whenever he visited anywhere the restless may be. Not all ghosts were as well behaved and civilized as those at Hogwarts there were still some that loved nothing more than to torment the dead. He had silenced Peeves before hitting him with a rather nasty spectral curse. 'Agony in Death' was a truly nasty curse wizards would view it as the equivalent of the cruciutus for spirits. He felt a minute pang of regret that he let his annoyance at having to be back in the school when he could spend time with friends color his mood which caused him not to use a low level spectral pain curse but one closer to a soul suffering curse. He kicked himself mentally for falling into the same behavior as he had chastised Draco over. He had not let this show in his eyes as he glared at Peeves. He convinced him to make an oath not to reveal his secrets or to prank him. In return he did not extract his essence which he could use in a ritual he had been meaning to perform.

After he had left Peeves, he continued to make his way to the Gryffindor common room. He went up to bed and undressed. The girls were there waiting for him. It was a shame that they were asleep, but he would make it up to them tomorrow as it was a Sunday. Horus just lied down and felt them move in their sleep to cuddle against him. It was nice to sleep comfortably. He would sneak them out next time. It was only right that his girls learned to get along. It would take far too long to get the components for the shared dreaming. Maybe over a break when he would not have to worry about his shadows.
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