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Grey Is Better	By : Ace1984 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 41003 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 11
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Summary: Harry has died for the seventh time, his grim reaper is giving him one last chance to get it right, but like all things Harry just has to go make things that much more complicated.

Pairing: Harry/Daphne/Hermione.

Note again like Voice of reason, due to the nature of this story, Harry would have been 12 when he first entered Hogwarts.

Challenge Criteria

Harry has to have died before his time it can be anywhere between books 5-7

His Grim Reaper will give him one last chance to make things right. What he was supposed to do is this:

1. Kill Voldemort

2. Save Sirius (Meaning he does not die)

3. Fall in love with Daphne Greengrass

4. And save as many students as he can, except for a main character of your choosing i.e.: Cedric.

His soul mate is Daphne Greengrass and Ginny was dosing him with love potion, and her with repulsion. How this is achieved is up to you (use of Dobby or another elf is okay).

Lastly emancipate himself from the Dursley's before the start of sixth year

You may do with Ron what you will. But Hermione must remain on his side.

Dumbledore is at your disposal to be good or flat out evil

Unknown Location

Harry looked around. He was in some sort of waiting room. He looked down at himself and saw he was dressed in a white gown. At first he thought he was in a hospital as that is what the waiting room reminded him of. However he noticed that he was the only one there. He noticed a reception like area and decided to investigate where exactly he was.

"Excuse me? Could you tell me where I am, please?"

The receptionist looked up, then just glared. She sighed, and filled in a form before handing it to him.

"Jenny isn't going to be pleased with you, young man. Last time you came here she almost lost her job. Take a seat over there and I will let her know you're here."

Harry sat down in one of the chairs, he noticed some magazines on the table and some leaflets entitled Life in The Afterlife. Looking at the leaflet, he began to realize he was dead. He laughed to himself.

"Oh well, sucks to be in the wizard world at the moment. Serve them all right."

A fairly slim girl, with shoulder length black hair and piercing grey eyes walked up to him. Harry would say in any other circumstance, she was rather cute, however her eyes glared at him and almost made him soil himself.

"You again? This is just great! Why me? Oh God! I hope the boss doesn't fire my arse. Well come on, let's get this over with. Again!"

Harry did not want to upset her anymore then she was, so he just followed her into her office. He closed the door behind himself and took a seat in one of the chairs opposite the desk. Harry watched Jenny sit down then leaned back in her chair, with her fingers together. She carried on glaring at him.

"Do you hate me Harry? Is that why you insist on making my life a living hell? I was almost fired last time you were here. You, being my first charge and all. Please, Harry, explain why you hate me so?"

Harry looked at the girl in front of him. He was rather confused, he had never met her before. She was certainly his age, but he was certain she was not a fellow student. Plus he never interacted with muggles at his aunt and uncle's house. Still he could see the worry in her eyes, he felt sorry for the poor girl. However he had no idea what for. He decided to try find out what was wrong.

"Excuse me, but you must be mistaken. I've never met you before now, I realise that I'm dead, so I am guessing you're my guardian angel or something. Which for the record, I'm rather grateful for. After all, I would rather have you watching over me than some old biddy."

Jenny smiled, however her glare was still there

"Don't you dare try flirt your way out of this Harry James Potter, you may have the girls down there jumping through hoops for you, but I'm something completely different. Beside I doubt you could keep up with me, if you get my drift."

Harry gave her his trademark grin. "I am sure I can try, at least."

He screamed as he put his hands to his eyes as he was sprayed with something by Jenny.

"That's what happens when my clients try to get fresh with me. I might be a cute attractive girl, Harry, however, that won't stop me damning your arse to the pits of hell if I ever see you again. Maybe when it's your time to die then we can hook up, but according to my file, that's a long way off yet. Now let's see why you're here. Goddamn it, him again? Honestly, what do you see in that jealous prick? He's responsible for two of seven of your deaths, actually two and half, but still."

Harry looked at Jenny confused "Who?"

Jenny looked up, "My god, you're clueless, aren't you? No one would believe you are the son of the most brilliant witch of her generation. Your so-called friend, some git known as Ronald Weasley. According to your file, he pushed you down the stairs when you were talking to someone you shouldn't have. More on that later. Now lets see, your first death was due to the beating of your uncle at age 5, this I don't blame you for, after all you were a toddler. You were so cute when you came to me the first time, I almost didn't want to send you back."

Harry blushed and allowed her to continue.

"Second death, you were hit by one of the chess pieces in your first year. Again, you can blame Weasley, he failed to see you in trouble from the white queen. Your third death was being eaten by the Basilisk. I must ask, what is it with you and getting yourself in life threatening situations?"

Harry shrugged his shoulders and allowed Jenny to carry on reading down the file,

"Fourth death was you having your soul sucked out by a Dementors. We had real problem finding you that time, as your soul was somewhere else. Fifth was being burnt by the dragon in your first task. Your sixth death was most interesting, overdosed on love potion and lust potion by one evil little bitch named Ginny Weasley and again, her no brain brother, and finally your seventh death, your little fall because you were talking to someone that Ronald didn't want you to."

Harry couldn't believe it, the people who he thought were friends had betrayed him. What really upset him was Ginny had been dosing him with lust and love potion, which meant none of his feelings for her were real, but all fabricated. Harry shook his head.

"What about Hermione? Is she betraying me too?"

Jenny flipped through the file before smiling. "No she seems genuine, and even if she wanted to betray you she couldn't. Her life debt would be immediately activated."

Harry looked at Jenny Confused. "Life debt?"

Jenny sighed. "Why me? Look you live in the wizarding world not me. A life debt is formed when you save someone from a life-threatening situation. In theory she owes you two debts. One for the troll in your first year, and one for the Dementor attack in your third year, however only one debt can be owed at a time. Now enough on Miss Granger. Let us get back to why you're here, and how we can make sure that you don't return until you're a happy old man with a long white beard. As this is your last chance, the rules change. Instead of sending you back without any memories, this time you will have all your memories right up to your seventh death. This will give you an advantage in making sure you get everything right this time. Now according to this file your first task is to find your soul mate. According to the records, her name is Daphne Victoria Greengrass, Slytherin house, I believe. Nice looking girl too. Here's a photo of her."

Harry took the photo and looked at it. He had to admit, Jenny was right, she was very easy on the eyes, Flawless skin, blonde hair and sapphire blue eyes. Harry was beginning to think maybe everything in his life wasn't so bad."

Jenny looked over the file at Harry looking at the photo.

"You approve then? Well that's good news. Now according to your file, she was the person you were talking to, when Ronald pushed you down the stairs. The reason for this is because Ronald has been told that he is to make sure you have no female company. In theory, you were not even meant to meet Hermione, that red headed moron has done everything he can to make sure you two stayed apart. All because your headmaster, Albus Dumbledore, has a marriage contract drawn up between yourself and the Potion Bitch. It seems he was hoping you would die in your fight against Voldemort, allowing him to sweep in and steal your victory, becoming the first light lord to conquer two Dark Lords. Once you were dead, your fortune would then be split between himself and your wife Ginny Weasley. Making the whole Weasley family wealthy once more."

Harry was still looking at the photo of his intended soul mate, and failed to hear everything that had just been said.

Jenny sighed before spraying him in the eye again, causing him to drop the photo and pay attention.

"Now seeing how you weren't listening before, I will say it again, this time in less detail. Now, one you find your soul mate. The sooner you kiss her the better. A soul bond will protect you from all mind control and potions, meaning you would render the little potion bitch helpless. Two, you are not to trust the following people on this list.

Harry took the list and read down it. He could understand all the names being present, however he thought one name was missing.

"Excuse me Jenny, what about Professor Snape?"

Jenny opened the file again and flicked through it. "According to this, he's trustworthy as he's one of your godfathers."

Harry's eyes widened, he then laughed. "Good one Jenny, you almost had me there."

Jenny looked up and glared, she wasn't smiling. "It wasn't a joke Harry. Severus Snape is your godfather, I would think that Dumbledore would have wiped his memory of the information though, after all, Dumbledore hates a puppet with free will."

Harry ignored the last comment, he could not believe that the one teacher who has made his Hogwarts years hell was his godfather. He seriously needed to wake up quick. He started to pinch himself.

Jenny looked up confused. "Still think your dreaming, do you? Well you can stop with the pinching as you're not dreaming, now where was I? It also says here that Sirius was not supposed to die, so that is some good news for you, However you can't save Cedric, also you have to allow Voldemort to take some of your blood from the graveyard in your fourth year. So no killing him in the graveyard or you will have his grim reaper ringing me up, having a go. Anything else according to your file you can change. So to sum it up you have a hell of a lot to do. Now where to put you back. How does just before your third year sound? Just when you're staying in the Leaky Cauldron, that will give you time to visit Gringotts so you can discover a number of interesting things from the Goblins, making you want to trust Dumbledore less."

Harry nodded. And then took some documents from Jenny. He looked at her confused.

Jenny sighed. "Standard issue contracts, just explaining this is your last chance, and if you fail then there are no other chances and you will go straight down."

Harry's eye widened, at the implication of him failing, however he did have an advantage in that he had all his memories of everything that had happened. He was going to make sure he did not fail this time around.

Once the contract was signed Jenny took it from him and walked around the desk towards him. She sat on his lap much to the surprise of Harry, he noticed her eyes glaze over.

"Well I guess we could have a little fun before I send you back. You game?"

Jenny then leaned in and kissed him passionately. Harry was stunned by this action and didn't really know what to do. This frustrated Jenny so she took control and placed Harry's hands on her chest. On instinct Harry began groping Jenny's chest. Jenny moaned as she kept kissing. She turned her body and began grinding her pelvis into Harry's. She smirked when she felt Harry arise.

Harry was now thinking with his little head since any higher function was shutdown for hiatus.

Jenny kept up her grinding for a bit then removed herself making Harry groan. She smiled at him.

"Strip for me" she said.

Harry snapped to and stripped down to his boxers. Jenny then got on her knees and rubbed her face at the great bulge Harry was packing.

"Hmm, I am so going to enjoy this" she purred.

Jenny yanked down Harry's last article of clothing for Harry's cock to smack her in the face. She then pumped it a few times using her thumb to swipe across the throbbing head which made it twitch and produce some pre-cum. Jenny removed her hand and sucked her thumb 'oh so innocently'. Harry thought he'd explode as he watched Jenny suck her thumb in a way no infant or toddler would or could ever do. Jenny's grey eyes were completely soaked with lust.

Without warning Jenny lunged in and took Harry's entire 'wand' in her mouth and began sucking on it like a starving man at a buffet. Harry groaned as he placed a hand on Jenny's head threading through her black locks. Jenny bobbed her head back and forth sucking and licking the tasty treat.

"Oh god" Harry groaned.

Jenny smirked.She had one hand rubbing herself as she sucked Harry off.

It didn't take long and Harry blew into Jenny's mouth. She swallowed it all then licked her lips.

"Yummy, it's been so long since I got mortal cum" Jenny said.

Harry was panting, but he wasn't really tired at all.

"Now, I think it's time for some more fun" Jenny said as she pulled down her soaked panties from under her skirt.

She then hopped onto the desk and flipped her skirt up revealing her gushing pussy to Harry. Harry didn't need anyone to tell him what to do. His dick jumped back to full action and he moved till the tip was just touching Jenny's entrance.

"Fuck me, fuck me good" Jenny whispered huskily into Harry's ear.

Harry grabbed a hold if Jenny's hips and slammed himself in fully. Jenny gasped as she was stretched and filled. Her eyes rolled back into her head.

Oh fuck, I forgot how long it's been since I've had a good cock in me she thought.

Harry then proceeded to thrust in and out of Jenny as she wrapped her arms and legs around Harry to keep him close. She didn't want to lose what was inside her.

"Yes, oh yes. Fuck that's it, that's the spot right there" Jenny moaned.

Harry was grunting into Jenny's ear as his grip on her hips tighten. She didn't seem to mind this at all. In fact she was thrusting her hips hard matching Harry's thrusts.

The two fucked one another for a while tile Jenny told Harry to stop. Harry was confused, but complied. Jenny hopped off her desk then got on the floor on all fours.

"I don't want to get my desk messy. It's a damn pain to clean up" she said.

Harry nodded then re-inserted from behind back into Jenny's cunt. Jenny threw her head back once again being filled. It felt so different from her earlier position. Harry seemed to go deeper this time. Harry once again took Jenny's already bruised hips and began pumping in and out of her. Jenny moaned and gasped as she was being fucked and she loved it. She fell to her elbow as she felt her orgasm peak.

"OH FUCK YEAH!" she screamed.

Harry felt Jenny's pussy clench and spasm around his rod and he let loose his own load deep inside Jenny.

"That was fucking great. I want another" Jenny said.

Harry smirked and felt his cock twitch. It was ready for more too.

After an hour or so Jenny straightened her robe out and fixed her hair. She turned to see Harry getting dressed. She smiled.

"Well I must say, Daphne is in for a world of pleasure when you get her in the sack. You almost wore me out, no one as ever been able to do that to me before. Just hope Daphne won't mind sharing when it is your time to die. I will be wanting seconds after this. Now close your eyes and I hope that I will not be seeing you too soon, Harry Potter."

Leaky Cauldron

Harry opened his eyes, he got up and looked in the mirror. He was back in his body and it seems Jenny had sent him back to the beginning of his third year. He looked to the bed to see all his school books had already been bought. The memories of what had happened the night before came flooding back. Yesterday he had blown up his aunt and had ran away to the Leaky cauldron, where he had been met by the Minister of Magic and given a small dressing down about him being out on his own. His whole message had seemed confusing, but now Harry knew what he was talking about, after all he had already lived through it. He looked to the clock to see it was just after nine. He was determined to get everything done today, as he knew Hermione and the Weasley's would be here tonight. Suddenly Harry growled. He had an opportunity to grab that bloody rat early, and this time he wasn't going to fuck up.

Gringotts

Harry walked into the bank, and quickly made his way towards one of the Goblins at the desk. He could see the Goblin was frowning at him.

"Excuse me, but I would like to speak to someone regarding my account, here at Gringotts. The name is Potter."

The Goblin stood up. "Follow me Master Potter, we have waited ages for you to come into the bank on your own. I will take you to your account manager, he has a number of things to discuss with you."

Harry followed the Goblin to a door with his House crest on it. He waited while the Goblin knocked on the door then opened it.

"Griphook, I have Master Potter here, he wants information on his various accounts."

Griphook smiled. "Finally! Show him in please."

Harry walked into the room before taking a seat in front of the desk. His eyes widened at where he had seen this particular Goblin before.

"Excuse me, aren't you the Goblin that showed me to my vault the first time?"

Griphook nodded. "Indeed I am, Master Potter. Forgive me but I could not say too much then as you had someone with you, someone who would have reported what I said back to your magical guardian. Every time you have entered this bank I have tried to grab your attention, only to find that you were surrounded by people who were loyal to the old fool. You see, what I have to tell you has a lot to do with the meddling old man. For instance, were you aware that Dumbledore was paying money to your guardians for looking after you?"

Harry shook his head. "If he was then not a single penny was spent on me. I have gone through life with hand me downs and other second hand goods. Just how much was he paying them per month?"

Griphook opened a huge book and ran his finger down the page. "According to this he paid them 10,000 galleons which is roughly 10,000 pounds in your currency."

Harry eyes widened the Dursley were receiving 120,000 pounds each year for looking after him. He shook his head as he was too disgusted to even comment.

"Has Albus Dumbledore withdrawn any other money from my vault?"

Griphook nodded. "I am afraid so according to the records he has taken out the sum of 1,000,000 galleons which was placed in a vault under the name Phoenix, also 50,000 galleons has been removed each year from your vault to one in the name of Prewitt, this was so that a contract written up between yourself and one Ginny Weasley could carry on being enforced. Also 10,000 each year as been moved to a vault in the name of Ronald Weasley since you started at Hogwarts."

Harry shook his head again. "Is there anyway to recover all this? I haven't authorized a single one of these transactions."

Griphook smiled. "Had you asked me that last year, Master Potter, then I would have told you no, however since you have turned fourteen you are now eligible to take up your place as the head of the Most Noble Ancient house of Potter, as you are the last heir to the line. In doing so you will be seen as an adult in our world and be responsible for all your own accounts. This includes contracts as well. Dumbledore would be immediately removed from being your magical guardian, however he would still hold your seat in the Wizengamot as you are not allowed to take that until you are eighteen. By taking your place as head of the Potter family you will also be exempt from the Ministry under-age magic laws, however this also means that you will be able to be prosecuted to the full extent of the law for breaking any."

Harry smiled. "Then I wish to take up my the position as my head of house."

Griphook nodded and pulled out several documents, which he placed in front of Harry. He then handed him a item that Harry was all to familiar with from his fifth year, a blood quill. He scratched the back of his hand as the memories of 'I must not tell lies' filled his mind. He vowed that this time he would make the old toad pay, if he was put in that position again. He quickly signed all the documents as quickly as he could as he wanted the pain over and done with quickly. Once all the documents had been signed. Harry watched Griphook file them away. A small box then appeared on the table. Harry opened it up to find a small ring. He placed it on his finger and then suddenly screamed as he fell to the floor and knew no more.
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