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            Harry got Terry back to the commons room just before curfew. He headed back to his flat and went to his recliner and relaxed for a bit. Every evening he had been working on his transformation to his Falcon form and he was doing very well with it. Angus watched over him as he did it in the event that something went wrong. So far Harry had been doing fine without any trouble. Harry felt that by the end of the week he would have it down pat and the full transformation shouldn’t take very long. One of the first things Harry wanted to do when he mastered the full transformation was to get out of the castle and go fly in his bird form. Angus didn’t blame him as he knew full well that birds shouldn’t be cooped up unless they are domestic breeds, and Harry’s falcon was far from domestic. He did tell Harry stories of the days where he used to keep falcons and would raise them from chicks to adulthood. Harry enjoyed those stories and continued to work on his form as he continued to meditate on what his second form was and was sure he would get a clue fairly soon.

            Harry had been keeping the egg he had gotten in the First Task in his flat. He had not had the opportunity to work on the clue or how to get the clue needed out of the egg for the second task. He had opened it once and it made a very loud screaming sound and he closed it up quick. Since them he had put it on a shelf in his quarters and left it there. He was sure that he would figure out a way to extract the clue from the egg fairly soon. Harry wondered if he should approach Cedric about the egg and get a clue from him. He’d approach him in the morning after breakfast.

            “You too?” Cedric sighed as Harry approached him.

Cedric did a fast look around and then leaned in close enough to whisper. “Take it in the bath with you. Open it up underwater and you will be able to hear what they say.”

Harry nodded as he sipped his coffee. “I owe you one, Cedric.”

Cedric smiled and Harry nodded. “Anytime.”

They went separate ways, Harry to Potions and Cedric to Charms. Harry sipped his coffee as he went down the stairs to potions. As soon as he walked in he sensed that something wasn’t quite right. He paid a lot more attention to what was going on. At first glance everything seemed to be normal, but Harry knew that appearances can be deceiving. He had learned that last summer as the Potter Ancestors had trained Harry in what he should have known but didn’t and they rectified that straightaway. Because of the summer school he had at Potter Manor, Harry was a lot better off than he was prior to leaving the castle for summer break. He casually dropped his right hand down to his side as he switched his coffee to his left hand and waited for the proverbial shoe to drop. It did when Snape entered the room. Ron immediately pulled his wand and went after Harry. Harry snapped his wand up and cast Protego. The spell went harmlessly into the ceiling. Before Ron could move to shoot off another spell, Harry moved and had his wand pointed directly at Ron.

            “You trying to kill Snape isn’t going to get you points, Ron. Just a nice comfy cell at Azkaban,” Harry said.

            “That’s where Dark Lords and those who suck up to Dark Lords like Snape does with you belong asshole,” Ron snarled.

Before Ron could do anything, a quiet stupefy was spoken and Ron’s eyes rolled up and he crumpled to the ground. A glance to the side revealed Hermione Granger as the one who did it.

            “He was becoming a danger to everyone in the class, sir. If his spells went off target and hit a potion in progress…” Hermione drifted off.

Snape nodded. “Five points Miss Granger, for recognizing the threat and dealing with it. Five points to Mr. Potter for his reacting to the threat and getting the spell to go in a direction so that it would not cause any damage.”

People nodded as Snape moved forward and removed Ron’s wand from his grasp. He used his own wand to bind Ron in magical ropes.

            “Today’s potion is on the board. I shall return once I have taken this brat to the headmaster,” Snape informed all.

            “Good reaction Potter,” Draco Malfoy said once the door closed. “Weasel was stupid to fire off a spell in here.”

Harry nodded. “Thanks Malfoy. Thanks Hermione for taking Ron out. He was a danger.”

Someone asked a question about the potion on the board and someone else supplied the answer and before long everyone was working together on the potion.

            At lunch people were talking about Ron being escorted out of the castle. Word went round that Ron had been expelled and turned over to Molly. Harry breathed easier and hoped that Ron would be able to turn his life around before it was too late. He shook his head and turned back to his lunch. He wondered what was to happen next. If Harry had known the answer to that question he would have been running for his life. As it was fate gave him no clue. He pulled a book to read as he continued to eat. He wanted to brush up on his next class as they were discussing ward rune combinations. After that it was out to Hagrid’s for care of magical creatures. The rest of the day was fairly quiet. Harry met a few of the first years up in the library after dinner and this time he talked about charms. All of the first years listened to what he had to say.

            “Nice job Professor Potter,” Hermione said as he passed her on the way out.

Harry smiled. “Thanks Hermione. I’ve been evaluating myself of late and it seems I enjoy teaching others. I’ve been reevaluating my career choices. I need to read up on teaching requirements and see if I can make that work for me.”

            “I think you would be good at it Harry,” Hermione said. “I haven’t thought of anything just yet. I should look into a few things.”

            “Good luck with that Hermione,” Harry said.

Hermione was without a doubt the brightest witch Harry had ever met. She would be the best at whatever it was she chose to do. Harry smiled and headed back to his flat.

            Harry did take the egg into the tub with him that night. He took a few breaths and then slid under the surface and opened the egg. What came out of there was the most beautiful song he’s ever heard. Harry listened to the song twice before transcribing it to paper. If anyone could help him figure this out it was Hermione. He caught Hermione at the breakfast table and told her what he did in the bath last night and how he discovered the clue. Then he showed it to her and Hermione took the copy he gave her and began working on it as she had breakfast. Harry sat there for a bit and listened to her going over the song. Finally she turned to Harry and he could tell she was getting into this.

            “The obvious clues say that there is something precious that you will lose and have to find in a dark place. You will have an hour to find and retrieve it. What it is I don’t know,” Hermione announced, pointing to the relevant parts of the song.

            “You can have that. I have copies of the song in my flat,” Harry said. “Take your time as the second task isn’t for a few weeks yet.”

Hermione nodded. “Thank you Harry. I’ll be quick about it.”

Harry nodded and turned back to his breakfast. He knew Hermione would succeed.

            Harry was glad to see the weekend. He went to work out with Shiro and ended up having sex with him in the room of requirement where they had their gym and dojo. It had started out as a friendly wrestling match and went from there. Before long they were naked and engaged in a sixty nine, sucking on each other’s cock. They had a great time doing it and sampled each other’s cum. After doing a bit of kissing and touching Shiro fucked Harry first. Harry relaxed and enjoyed feeling Shiro going deep inside of him. Harry moaned as Shiro fucked him until the Japanese teen came inside of Harry. Harry sighed as both of them relaxed. Harry returned the favor, pushing himself deep into Shiro and gave Shiro a good fucking.

            “I really liked that Harry. Felt good. Thanks,” Shiro said as they relaxed afterwards.

Harry smiled. “You’re welcome. I do enjoy doing it to a friend who appreciates a good fuck.”

Shiro laughed at that one. “Thanks, I think. What are you planning for your spring break from here? I think Dad will want to go home for the week.”

            “I’m probably going to go back to Potter Manor and relax for a bit and maybe train a bit for the third task. Don’t know what it is yet but I want to be ready for it,” Harry said.

            “Good move,” Shiro said. “Dad hasn’t said anything to me about it yet but I did find a scrap of parchment about a trap someplace.”

Harry rolled onto his back and stretched out. “That’s a good one. I will get in more training time first chance I get.”

Shiro nodded as he stood up. “I would. That clue is telling me the third task is going to be more of a physical challenge than anything else.”

He pulled Harry to his feet and they kissed. Harry handed Shiro his gi and they got dressed.

            “See ya at breakfast,” Shiro said as they left the room.

            Harry took Terry Webster to bed two nights later. The eleven year old first year was quivering with excitement as Harry led him to his flat.

            “Thanks Harry,” he chirped once they got in there. “I’ve wanted to hang out with you again since the first time.”

Harry smiled. “You’re welcome, Terry. Anything you want to know about? I’m sure you have lots of questions. Ask them, how else are you going to know anything if you don’t ask?”

Terry did have questions and they settled down on the couch with the book ‘Joy of Gay Sex’ and Harry did his best to answer all of them. Tonight Harry stripped Terry naked and used leather wrist cuffs to secure his hands behind him and ankle cuffs to secure them together. Harry went to work giving Terry his pleasure. Terry begged to be allowed to suck on Harry’s cock and Harry moved up on the bed as Terry rolled over on his tummy. Harry put his hand on Terry’s head as the younger boy got a lick of his first ever cock. He grinned up at Harry and then went down on it and began to suck it. Terry was a natural at it. He was doing everything right and Harry was enjoying his mouth on his cock. Terry kept on going until Harry reached his breaking point and let go. His cum filled Terry’s mouth and went all over the boy’s face. Harry shot his sperm in the boy’s face, hair, and on his chest. Harry sighed when his orgasm ended.

            “That was the best blowjob I’ve ever gotten, Terry. Who taught you to do that?” Harry asked as he cleaned up Terry.

            “I saw it in other books I found in the restricted section of the library,” Terry replied. “I practiced on bananas and hoped yours would be the first one I could suck on.”

Harry smiled. “Well, I’m honored, thank you, and you did it so well.”

Harry decided to give Terry a rubber cock to practice his newly acquired skill on. He would have to see if he had an extra one and teach him how to use it. He got Terry cleaned up and settled him in his bed, leaving him restrained. Terry grinned at Harry.

            “This is so cool, getting to play with you and then sleeping with you. Thanks Harry, you are so cool. The other firsties want the chance to play with you,” Terry said.

Harry grinned. “Oh they will, and I can introduce you guys to other boys who would love to play with you guys too.”

Harry snuggled down into bed with Terry as the lights in the room slowly went out one by one.

            “Good night Harry,” Terry sighed as he closed his eyes.

Harry lay there for a time gently scratching Terry’s back so the eleven year old boy would go to sleep. He listened for the slight even breathing that would tell him that Terry was asleep. Harry relaxed after a few minutes and thought about what he was doing. He hoped the first year boys weren’t feeling like they were being pressured to play. It was one of the things he would make sure of. He didn’t want any of them to be pressured into something they were not ready for yet. He’d talk to Terry about it in the morning.

            Harry headed down to breakfast the next morning with Terry behind him. The first year had woken up after Harry returned from his work out and they had fun lathering up in the shower. Harry used the opportunity to talk to Terry about what was going on and Terry said he never felt pressured to have sex with the other boys as he thought he was the first to do anything with a boy. Harry felt a bit relieved by that and vowed to keep it that way.

            “If you do catch anther first year boy doing anything, send him to me and I will set him straight. Every boy needs to know the truth about the changes they are going through and the truth about sex,” Harry told him.

Terry nodded his head and said he would. Harry was relieved by that and left the flat hoping that Terry had enjoyed being there with him. The Daily Prophet was waiting for him and Harry took it as he sat down with it. The headline on the front page made him pause and sigh. This Rita Skeeter was getting out of control again.

            “Lord Harry Potter Declines Interview,” Harry read with a sigh.

He read the article and it seemed that Rita was making Harry seem antisocial, which was very far from the truth. She was getting revenge for Harry’s not cooperating with her and giving her the interview and what she wanted. Instead she was trying to make him into something he was not and he was getting a bit upset about it. Rita needed to stay on the social pages and not get into the main pages where more seasoned reporters belonged. Harry reached for a pen and paper. Time to get the goblins involved. Harry had suspected for the longest time that Ragnock had itched for the opportunity to put the paper in their place and now Harry was giving them that chance. Harry composed the letter and Hedwig showed up just as he finished writing it. Harry smiled as she nibbled on a bit of bacon Harry gave her. “She always knows.”

            “She should if she is bonded to you as your familiar,” Neville stated from the other side of the table, setting his coffee down.

Neville was second behind Hermione in terms of information about the Wizarding World. He got most of his information from his relatives unlike Hermione who got all of her information from books. Neville was very helpful to Harry and Harry appreciated his friendship with Neville. He wondered why Neville hadn’t asked him for a ‘special favor’ and decided to ask him later. Hedwig flew off once Harry tied the letter onto her leg. He turned back to the rest of the paper.

            “There you are Harry,” Hermione said as she arrived.

She had joined Harry at the back end of the table ever since Harry had been excommunicated from Gryffindor House. Harry had stopped wearing the Gryffindor house patches and took to wearing the Potter Family Crest instead. Harry had been gaining friends from other houses and they took to joining Harry for breakfast every morning. Harry had been considering starting his own club and calling it Wizards. Harry had seen a group of bikers on his return to King’s Cross and had liked the way they dressed. They might not have bikes, but they had brooms and that was all they needed. Harry decided to give it a lot more thought before actually doing anything. He finished off his cup of coffee and headed to class. Hermione joined Harry as Neville stepped in with them. Hermione pulled the paper from her binder.

            “Real simple, Harry. “Your second task is to go diving into Black Lake to rescue somebody within an hour’s time. The person you are to rescue will be put into enchanted sleep until you get them back to the surface and they will wake up. Your only problem is breathing underwater until you complete the task.”

            “I know something that will solve that problem,” Neville spoke up. “Gillyweed.”

Hermione smiled. “Very good Neville. Harry, Gillyweed is a plant that allows the person who eats it to grow gills and flippers to go diving into water. I need to go to the library and find out just how much of it you need to do the job.”

Harry shook his head. “Damn, what would I do without you guys as my friends?”

Neville grinned at Harry. “A man needs friends to get through life. That’s why we are here to help you Harry.”

Harry felt like he was ten feet tall after hearing that.

            Hermione and Neville went to the library to research the plant while Harry went to the spell chamber in his trunk to work on his defensive and offensive spells as he had the afternoon free. After stretching out Harry went right to work. He planned on going into London once he knew when the second task would take place. He wanted to get a wetsuit for his dive into Black Lake as he knew it would still be cold in the middle of March. He planned on having a pair of knives with him in the event he needed to defend himself and the wand wouldn’t work underwater. As it was Wednesday, he needed to wait for the weekend to go into London. He knew of a large sports shop that would have what he needed. He could be there and back here before the old man knew where he had gone. The upcoming Hogsmeade weekend would be the perfect cover. He just needed a bit of help to cover his movements.

            “Yes Harry,” Hermione replied instantly after Harry revealed his plan to her and Neville. “The water temperature will be cold this time of year and a wetsuit will help.”

            “The Gillyweed will give Harry webbing between his fingers and toes enabling him to swim underwater as well as gills to help him breathe. While you’re there get a diver’s watch so you can keep track of the time,” Neville said.

            “I will do that,” Harry said. “I shouldn’t be gone that long, an hour at the most.”

            “This Hogsmeade weekend is your only chance to get the wetsuit and the watch,” Neville said. “Hermione and I will do our best to run interference for you.”

            “Thanks. I owe the both of you,” Harry nodded.

            “Just do the job Harry,” Hermione stated.

Harry leaned back and nodded.

            That had been the plan, and it went fairly well except for the detour Harry made when he saw an interesting shop on his way back to the Leaky Cauldron. It was Dirk’s Stockroom, the place where Harry had been getting his toys from. Harry hit himself with a glamour and went inside. Harry kept an eye on the time as he went round looking at items. He ended up getting a few things for his flat back at Hogwarts and a couple of ass toys for Terry to experiment with as Terry had shown interest in what Harry had. Harry left the shop with his bags and slipped into the nearby alley to shrink down the bags and put them in his pockets. Harry made it back within the time limit and strolled out onto the main street with hot chocolate in his ever hot Hogwarts tumbler the twins had invented. Harry had promised them he would test it and he would give them a report on it when he got back. The other kids who saw him with it wanted to know where he got it and he told them he had gotten it from the twins. He knew they would be swamped with orders for them. Harry met Hermione and Neville at the agreed on meeting spot and they headed back to the castle. Harry’s mission had been a success.

            Since the second task was a week away, Harry devoted that time to training. The room of requirement created a swimming pool for him to work in and practice his movements underwater. He worked hard and by the time the event rolled around on Saturday morning Harry felt ready. He worked out like he usually did and then went back to his flat to get ready. He stripped down completely and pulled on a pair of black Speedos. Then came the wetsuit. It fit perfectly as the clerk had said it would. Harry strapped a pair of knives to each leg and then pulled on a pair of sweat pants and a sweat shirt over the wetsuit. Harry nodded at his reflection and left the flat after pulling a pair of boots on. Harry headed out and found the stairs packed with people heading out to the lake. Neville approached him as Harry got to the lakeside. Harry instantly knew that Hermione had been taken.

            “She volunteered, Harry. She volunteered because she trusts you and believes in you,” Neville said as he rode to the competitor’s dock in the boat with Harry.

            “Then I better not fail,” Harry nodded. “She’s a good friend.”

Neville nodded and looked up at Harry. “More that the both of us will ever know.”

They arrived at the dock and climbed out. Harry nodded to the others and the four of them clasped hands. Nothing needed to be said, the moment had said it all. Bagman made his speech and then people turned to pay attention to the contestants. Harry pulled off his boots, sweatpants, and sweatshirt and laid them off to the side. The others got ready. Harry concealed the Gillyweed in his right hand and waited. As soon as the signal was given, Harry put the stuff into his mouth and started chewing as he hit the water. He felt strange for a few minutes and then realized he was able to breathe and felt the webbing form on his hands and feet. He grinned and headed off to find and rescue Hermione. Harry was glad he had trained in the pool as the first sign of trouble popped up in the forms of Grindylows. Neville had briefed him on them even thought Harry had first heard of them in first year DADA. Neville wanted to make sure Harry knew of them just in case there were any in the lake and here they were popping up in front of Harry. Harry hadn’t wasted time. He drew his wand and used stupefy to stun the first four that came after him. The other three behind them split up making it difficult for Harry to take them down. Harry wasn’t waiting for them to come get him. He continued on his course to the village at the bottom of the lake where he knew Hermione would be. One of the Grindylows got close and Harry punched it hard in the neck making it back off. Harry managed to out swim the other two and left them back in the sea grass. Harry knew if he could avoid the sea grass on the way back he would be fine. He kept on going.

            Harry had been right in his thinking that the hostages would be in the center of the village and there they were, all four of them. Harry had to squint to check to see what he thought he had seen. One of them definitely was a little girl. Oh hell no! Harry didn’t like that at all. He retrieved Hermione and headed back up and people cheered as Harry broke the surface. Neville was right there as Hermione woke up.

            “Harry! Is there a little girl there?” Neville asked.

Harry nodded.

            “She’s Fleur’s little sister! Fleur got attacked in the sea grass field and can’t go back!” Neville yelled.

Harry instantly dived and headed back down, knowing where to go. He was there in moments and pulled one of his knives to free the little girl as the merpeople charged forward to stop Harry. Harry used a flash bang spell to stop them from attacking. Harry managed to free her and kicked for the surface with the guards in pursuit. They grabbed at Harry and Harry fought back the best he could. Suddenly his breathing and mobility started decreasing. The Gillyweed was wearing off. Harry managed to kick two of the guards in their faces to get them to let go. Harry desperately kicked for the surface as the light above him started to fade. He knew he was running out of air and he was on the verge of blacking out. One of the much younger guards grabbed at Harry and yanked him back down. In a desperate move, Harry shoved the little girl up towards the surface as everything started to fade to black. In one last desperate move Harry stomped down with his left heel and felt the grip on his right ankle let go as he passed out from lack of air.

            Harry slowly came to and found himself looking up at a white ceiling. His initial thought was that he had died and gone to heaven. He turned his head and instead of heaven found himself in the hospital wing. He wasn’t dead. Madame Pomphrey was right there with her wand and waved it over Harry. She nodded a moment later.

            “I’m alive,” Harry said.

She nodded. “Yes. Gabrielle Delacour is alive and well. She has recovered and so has Fleur Delacour. Our esteemed headmaster is back in very hot water.”

Harry chuckled at that one.

            “You have been out for the last two days. I am pleased to tell you that you will make a full recovery,” she continued.

Harry nodded. “Good. You are a miracle worker, my dear lady. The Potter Family thanks you.”

Harry closed his eyes and went back to sleep.

            “Rest Mr. Potter. You deserve it,” Pomphrey sighed. “I’ll keep the world out.”

Madame Pomphrey had a reputation as being someone that you should never cross, especially when she had a patient under her care, as Dumbledore so quickly found out. Her glare at him was enough to make people think twice about trying to get inside. Dumbledore may have been the headmaster of the school, but it was Madame Pomphrey who was the undisputed master of the hospital wing. Harry was able to rest undisturbed for nearly a week until he left. Harry then headed to his flat and got comfortable in his bed and stayed there for the weekend. He finally rejoined the school for dinner Monday night two weeks after the event. Hermione was the first to hug him, followed by Gabrielle and then Fleur. Viktor then shook his hand, and then Karkaroff did the same. Lady Maxime kissed him on each cheek, and the Delacour family expressed their thanks. Harry took his place and dinner got started.

            Dumbledore wisely avoided Harry as Harry made it understood what he was feeling about this ‘damned tournament’ and ‘the idiot Dumbledork’. If Harry had been annoyed by the badges that Malfoy and the other Slytherins had made up, their harassment of him pushed him to the edge. Harry started to ignore them and that served to heat up the situation. By the time spring break came around Harry was more than ready to go running for the safety of Potter Manor. However, fate in the form of one Professor Severus Snape had other plans for Harry. It was decided to allow students to go home Friday evening, and the floo system was in full swing. Harry had just seen his friends off in the fireplace in the Gryffindor commons room. He was headed for his flat so he could retrieve his pack before portkeying out. As Harry passed a doorway something grabbed him from behind and before he could react something closed around his left wrist. He felt a jerk in the center of his stomach and knew it was a portkey. Someone had grabbed him. Harry felt himself spin a few times before he landed on his butt someplace. He smacked his head on something and got knocked out cold. When Harry opened his eyes sometime later he felt different. He examined himself and discovered that he was naked. Harry reached up when he felt something round his neck. He had been collared. He tried to call up his Family ring but something was blocking him from doing it. Harry tried his magic and it didn’t work. Harry got to his feet and looked around the room he was in. It reminded him of the dungeons he had seen in the deepest part of Hogwarts the one time he had gone exploring. Harry looked down at himself and discovered the chastity belt was still on him. He had put himself into it prior to going into the Gryffindor commons room. Whoever had him had to have seen it. The door opened and the last person Harry expected to see came strolling in the room with a big smile on his face.

            Draco Malfoy smiled when he saw Harry standing there. Harry looked back at Draco and worked to keep a grip on his temper.

            “Nice body, Potter. The dragon tattoos add a nice touch,” Draco walked around Harry inspecting him.

            “I work out a lot,” Harry said. “Why are you doing this?”

Draco smiled a sinister smile. “Because I want to.”

Harry nodded. “Okay, that’s a good reason.”

            “I heard the rumors about you Potter. I wanted to get my piece of you,” Draco smirked.

Harry nodded. “So what are you going to do to me?”

Draco smiled as he reached out and snapped a leash on Harry’s collar after making sure his hands was secured behind him. Harry looked down to see a pair of conjured ankle cuffs appear with a short chain between them. Harry followed Draco as a sedate pace, not wanting to trip over the chain. They entered a well dressed room and Harry wondered if he was at the Malfoy manor. Draco went to sit in a large wing backed chair and Harry turned his attention to him.

            “No, you’re not at the Malfoy Manor. We are someplace completely different. You cannot escape here. I am the only one who knows where here is. Really simple Potter. For the week we are here you are to serve my every whim. You will give me pleasure when I want it. I will screw your ass when I want to. It will be my revenge on you for all the times you upstaged me, Potter. Crabbe and Goyle might join me if I am so inclined to let them. I am going to enjoy this Potter, making you my slave!” Draco smirked.

Harry should have been afraid but he wasn’t. No matter what happened here Draco wouldn’t leave any permanent marks on him as he would have to answer to Voldemort if he did. All Harry had to do was to follow Draco’s directions for the week and he would be shot of him when it was over. He also knew that if one said something to people the other would deny it. It would be his word against Malfoy, and without any evidence to back up the claim neither one had a leg to stand on.

            “I won’t say anything, Draco. It would be my word against yours and vice versa. I don’t think anybody would believe us so it would be wise to never speak of this ever,” Harry said.

Draco nodded. “Agreed. Now, before you go into the kitchen, I want you to suck me off.”

Harry dropped to his knees and sucked on the Malfoy cock, taking the time to make it good for Draco. Draco enjoyed it and Harry was okay with it. Harry sensed that Draco wasn’t the type to drag it out for a whole week so all Harry had to do was wait him out.

            Harry had to suck him off again after dinner and the blond prince of Slytherin laughed as he saw Harry on his knees before him. In the back of his mind, Harry was developing a plan to get back at Draco. If it worked, this rivalry would end and Hogwarts would know peace for the first time in ages. Harry remained on his knees in front of Draco for the rest of the evening. About eleven Draco decided it was time for bed. Harry had to follow Draco up and undress him, hang up his clothes, got bent over a chair so Draco could fuck him (and Harry liked the fucking just not the idea of Draco doing him), got spanked, put into leather restraints for the night and placed on a blanket on the right side of the bed. Harry curled up on the blanket and went to sleep. For the next two days Draco treated him like a common house elf, kicking him round when he felt like it, making Harry suck him off, fucking Harry up the ass, stringing him up by the wrists and whipped him, stretched him out on a table and played with his cock and balls when they weren’t locked in the chastity belt, making Harry cook for him, give him massage, and fetch him anything he wanted. By the third day Harry was getting tired and he was getting sore back there from all of the fucking he was getting. Draco suddenly surprised Harry by letting him go the third night. Harry was able to get to Potter Manor and up to his master suite. He lay back in his bath as Jonathan attended to him. Harry slept in late Tuesday morning and then spent the rest of the week in the sun getting a tan as the weather was now warming up. Harry had guessed right when he thought that Draco couldn’t carry it out past three days. He gave revenge a thought and dismissed it. Draco wasn’t worth it because he wasn’t the target Harry had in mind. Snape was one target, Voldemort the other. The real problem was Dumbledore and Harry knew the old man would be dogging his steps for the rest of his life. Harry wasn’t going to allow that to happen, no matter what. He turned his attention to Dennis walking to the pool in a lime green bikini with Colin behind him in a sheer black Speedo. Harry sat back with a drink and watched them having fun in the pool. Harry did get into the pool a time or two and it did him some good. He decided to go walkabout the next year.

            Getting back to Hogwarts Harry discovered that Shiro had gone back to Japan to stay as there was a crisis in his family. Shiro had left some gifts for Harry in the form of bladed weapons, weapons Harry had been trained to use by Shiro. Harry continued to work out every morning, going back to the gym and the spell arena in his trunk. He worked hard in his spell casting as he got the feeling that the third and final task would be the pivotal action in this conflict against Voldemort. He met with the Weasley twins and they gave him a utility belt in which all manner of things were kept as they could be used in the battle the three of them were sure was going to happen. Naturally there was a little three way action between the twins and Harry as Ron was cuffed to the wall. Harry grinned at Ron as he left the Weasley hideout. Harry would have done something different to Ron but he was the twin’s problem, not his, and if the twins needed a hand with Ron Harry was sure they would ask.

            Having sex with the various Hogwarts boys was exciting, and Harry enjoyed it to a degree, but he was starting to entertain the thought of settling down with just one boy and being happy. He wasn’t going to let the threat of Voldemort, Dumbledore, and the death eaters stand in his way. He would overcome them, just like he worked to overcome his current problems and came out the other side a much stronger person than he ever had. Harry figured he had at least one more summer before he had to start changing his focus to that of a more mature person. Fifteen was the first step to becoming adult and he knew he needed to start changing his priorities once he got there. This summer between the fourth and fifth year would be his last chance to be a kid and he planned on taking advantage of that. After that, well, he would let the fates be the judge of things. Harry decided to worry about that when he got there, he had things he needed to deal with first.

            In the meantime, talk about the tournament was getting bigger and Harry was starting to feel the pressure. He took to staying in his flat more as he needed to stay clear of the talk that was going on. Malfoy and his badges weren’t helping, Ron was still speaking out, Dumbledore was still trying to chase him down, and the publicity from the tournament was getting ridiculous. It made Harry wonder if being in the Wizarding World was worth it. Terry and his friends were doing what they could to help Harry keep it together. Terry had figured out the problem with Harry after spending the night a week after Harry returned from Spring Break. Terry had been ‘playing’ with his first year friends and they were having fun. Terry brought them with him one Saturday night for a big sleepover and it gave Harry the chance to be a kid once more. He had conjured up a huge pile of pillows and after a big pillow fight they spread them around to build a fort of some kind. Naturally all of them were naked and that gave Harry the chance to do a bit of comparing. Harry discovered that not all eleven year old boys were the same. Of the dozen that were there only two of them didn’t have their foreskins and eight of them were able to have their orgasms. Nearly all of them were six inches long, and one boy had his hair. Harry told them that that was normal sometimes and Daniel was relieved. Harry had given all of them a lesson and enjoyed it. Since then they had been meeting in Harry’s flat on nearly a regular basis. Harry could count on at least two in his bed every night. Harry liked getting his dick into them and liked it when they stuck theirs into him. It seemed that Harry was slowly getting drawn back into Gryffindor House, a fact that Ron didn’t like and objected to until he was caught and tied up in the third floor boy’s bathroom and given a very red bottom. The second year boys on up regardless of house either spanked Ron or buggered his ass, something he truly deserved. There was a wild rumor that Snape even had a go at the Weasley butt and enjoyed it before Ron managed to break loose. The twins reined him in and got him back under their control. Harry breathed a sigh of relief.

            Then the third task happened. It took him some time to get to the center of the maze to find the cup. Cedric and Harry both grabbed the cup at the same time and got a ride to a cemetery who knew where it was. Both got ready and when the thing in Peter Pettigrew’s arms revealed it’s self to be Voldemort, the battle between Harry and Peter got underway. The first thing Harry had done was to knock Cedric out of the way. Cedric had been flung backwards and whacked his head on the cup and got sent back to Hogwarts as Harry launched the first attack at Wormtail. The fight had gotten underway almost immediately. Harry didn’t rely on magic alone, but used every skill he had learned from Shiro. Despite Harry’s best efforts Peter managed to pull off the rebirthing ritual and now Harry was dealing with Voldemort. Harry did at the best opportunity slap magical suppressor cuffs on Peter and send him to Amelia Bones at the ministry. He then turned his attention to Voldemort and his band of DE’s that had just arrived, and the battle started once more. Harry went all out and took out as many of the DE’s as he could, even engaging Lucius Malfoy in a swordfight that lasted all of five minutes. Harry even managed to seriously injure Voldemort before he ported away. Of the twenty DE’s that had arrived Harry had managed to take down at least a dozen that included Lucius, Bella LeStrange, some strange scruffy looking fellow that Remus later told him was Greyback, and McNair from the Ministry. From Hermione’s research Harry knew he was in the Little Hangleton cemetery and that Riddle House wasn’t too far away. Harry headed for the mansion and got there just as the sun began to rise. He discovered the caretaker’s garage and smiled as he hefted the gas cans he found in there. Harry got to work.

            Harry watched from a distance inside the trees that surrounded the property as the mansion went up in flames. Harry had discovered many dark objects inside the house and knew by destroying them he could effectively cut off Voldemort from getting them and perhaps using them to kill, or worse, build himself up. Harry couldn’t allow that so they got destroyed within the fire. Harry expected the Little Hangleton fire department to show up but they never did. All the better. Harry watched the place crumple to the ground a section at a time. He finally turned and headed for an isolated section of the road and signaled for the Knight Bus. Harry was dropped right before the gates and Cedric was the first to see him as Harry arrived in the hall. Before he knew it Harry was surrounded by his friends. Harry went up front and in a heated exchange between Harry, Fudge, and Dumbledore, related everything he had seen. Dumbledore then shocked everyone by losing his temper and declaring Harry a dark lord because he had killed.

            “They deserved the chance to see the error of their ways, Harry!” the old man yelled.

            “And kill us even more?” Harry stated very calmly.

Dumbledore glared at Harry.

            “We need to show them the kind of mercy they show us,” Harry said. “What if they kill Fudge tomorrow? Tell them its okay, we’ll give you the chance to apologize and redeem yourself? By limiting us to what spells we can use against them when they use the unforgivable we guarantee their future of uncontested death and destruction. Stun one and his buddies revive him while they use deadly curses on us. No, we need to stop them now, not a year later when everyone we love and care for are dead.”

Dumbledore then drew himself up to his full height. “Very well then. Lord Harry James Potter is hereby expelled from Hogwarts. Give me your wand.”

Harry drew his first wand and snapped it in half, and then again in quarters and then tossed all four pieces into the fire behind Dumbledore.

            “May Merlin have mercy on your soul and forgive you, because I can’t,” Harry said and took his leave of Hogwarts.

What floored Dumbledore was the group of students leaving with Harry, including the other champions.

            “You’re not going to abandon the Wizarding World then?” Fred asked as a subdued celebration got underway at Harry’s manor.

Harry leaned back in his lounger watching a group of his friends hit the pool in various stages of undress and nothing. “No Fred, I’m not going to. But I’m not completely helpless either.”

Harry reached into his towel and pulled the special wand he carried and told the story behind it.

            “That’s completely unheard of Harry,” Hermione said as the Creevey brothers started making out on the lawn.

            “I’ll have to show you the Potter Library, Hermione. I’d like to make you my official researcher,” Harry smiled as Hermione’s eyes glowed.

He knew what made her happy. “Just don’t forget to come out of there and join in the fun.”

Harry looked over his shoulder as the smell of barbecue became obvious. Viktor was manning the grill while holding a naked Fleur in one hand, something big and full breasted in his big right hand. Harry looked round and people were pairing off now for some serious nookie. Most of the first year boys were getting involved with each other and Harry smiled as they were discovering how much fun their dicks could be.

            “Harry, aren’t you worried that you may have corrupted them too soon?” Hermione said as Luna took her hand.

Harry grinned as Dennis in his tiny blue bikini and another boy crouched at his groin and teamed up to suck the Potter cock.

            “Nah, not at all,” Harry grinned as Luna led Hermione to the other lounger.

Harry felt his toes curl up. “Not at all.”

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