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As he walked into the bath, Harry decided that he would have to work with the castle over the next few days to prepare other bathrooms just like the prefects bathroom for everyone else, but that this one he would share with only his family. It was something he had forgotten actually, that they would need showers and other things. The Gryffindor tower of course had them on both sides, but the teachers, parents, and families would need at least one to share. And maybe put in a few more lavatories. He couldn't remember offhand how many water closets this version of Hogwarts had and idly wondered if there was the same amount as the Hogwarts from his own home reality.
His thoughts skidded to a halt as the door behind him opened, and Jean and Ororo walked in, with the African beauty carrying a small jar of something. Ororo of course was naked, yet again it was different than it would have been if she had just been walking around. Sensuality oozed off her as his weather goddess stalked towards him, her breasts lightly swaying and her hips swinging from side to side.
Jean was wearing a two-piece swim suit, which was made of red and gold swirls, barely covering her breasts and private parts. Her own body was intensely alluring to Harry and she flushed slightly under his hot gaze. She looked away and Harry belatedly noticed she was carrying a large towel.
Lemon Start
"Suddenly, I feel energized." Harry quipped. "Merlin, you two would be enough to revive a dead man."
"Lay off the corniness, love." Ororo replied dryly. Then she kissed him lightly before moving away, letting Jean take her place after the redhead had laid out a large towel.
After her kiss ended, Jean forcefully pushed Harry down onto his rear onto the towel she had laid out. Harry tried to push himself up but Jean shook her head. "I'm going to give you a massage love, just lay there and enjoy it, okay." That was actually her part of this date. Ororo had cooked, and Jean had researched massages, both normal and erotic.
Harry's eyebrows rose and he willing turned over, though he was rather uncomfortable laying down this way. Ororo opened the bottle of massage oil that she had grabbed from their room. The two women shared a brief kiss before they went to work, drizzling the oil on Harry's back, then began to rub it in sensually. Ororo started on his shoulders, while Jean went to work on his back.
Harry felt several knots that he hadn't even noticed he had, disappear under their tender ministrations. He groaned as Ororo kneaded one knot under his left shoulder away. "Merlin you two, that feels amazing!"
Ororo leaned over, letting the tips of her nipples brush along his back as she murmured into his ear "We're just getting started, my Harry."
Harry groaned in reply as Jean went to work on his legs, staying well clear of the towel around his waist. Ororo had no such concern, however, and undid the knot holding it, then began to work on Harry's buttocks. A moment later she murmured, "Turn over, Harry."
Her lover did so, feeling sort of boneless and weak at the moment, all the tension and worries leaving him for a moment. The strained muscles from the battle in Russia, the tensions he had built up in the past few days, even his wrists, which he had overworked on all the runic work he had been doing lately, got some attention.
However, one part of him was currently standing at attention. Jean gulped at the sight and shuddering a little. That's supposed to go inside of me? It was just a little intimidating to Jean, especially considering that she had never experimented with toys or anything like that. A few fingers was all she had ever used on the very few occasions she felt such urges. She resolutely turned away from staring at Harry's cock to working on his toned, scarred chest while Ororo took over working on his legs, leaning down to lay a teasing kiss on the tip of his cock.
Harry raised a hand to play with the underside of Jean's swimsuit clad breasts gently, molding her to his hand, gently flicking the tip now visible through the fabric with his thumb before moving onto the other.
"None of that now Harry, this is all supposed to be about you." Jean tried to pull away but Harry's arm snaked around her breasts to her back, gently pulling her down to kiss him. The kiss started slowly yet quickly deepened, their tongues beginning to duel in Jean's mouth. She groaned aloud into Harry's mouth as his tongue worked the underside of her own, which was a strangely sensitive spot for her.
"I'm feeling a little left out." Ororo quipped, pushing one hand up until it reach Harry's crotch, where it began to move up and down his cock.
In response, Harry broke off the kiss to stare down at her. Ororo chuckled throatily, leaning down to give Harry's cock an apologizing lick along the head, clearing it of a bit of pre-cum. She then moved back a ways, dropping backwards into the water. Kneeling on the seat under the water she reached out, grasping Harry's legs by the ankles. She then proceeded to gently drag him along the stone, with the towel underneath him, into the water. He sat on the ledge underneath the water and Ororo leaned in quickly, kissing him on the lips.
Jean moved over to lay down on the stone floor by the water's edge, kissing Harry's neck lightly. Harry moved back slightly from the kiss with Ororo, allowing Jean to lean in. The three began to have a three-way kiss, which was mostly tongue, and extremely erotic for all three, with Harry slowly taking control.
His free hand snaked down below the waterline to Ororo's rear, fondling and squeezing it affectionately causing Ororo to moan in approval before leaning back into the kiss. "Hmm…. That's good love." Her hand moved back to work on Harry's member in the water, and look back and see how deep the water is on the ledge.
Harry's hand traced around Ororo's hip to her front. His fingers began to play with her pussy while his other hand went down Jean's back to the redhead's rear, beginning to squeeze it.
Jean's rear was actually a little less pliant than Ororo's, which made sense since she had exercised as part of the cheerleader squad at her high school along with the exercises she did as part of the X-Men. But it was still magnificent and Harry chuckled deeply as he pulled back to stare into Jean's half-closed jade eyes a rumbling sound from deep in his chest as he molded her ass under his hand. "Hmm, lovely ass, Jean, you sure you're not interested in a bit of spanking play?"
"Oh, hell nooo," Jean groaned, shaking her head and pulling back from the three way kiss. "Not my thing at all Harry." Harry's hand rose from his ass to flick her now very visible nipple under her bathing suit. "Ohhhhh, I want to wait a little while before going all the way with you Harry, but damn if you two don't make it hard."
"Not going to apologize for that one, Jeeeaaan," said Harry, loading her name with all the love he could, causing Jean to moan again.
Ororo moved back in the water then pushed on Harry's chest making him sit on the outer edge of the tub rather than on the ledge underneath the water. Once that was accomplished, she smirked and leaned down quickly, taking the head of his cock into her mouth. "Mmmmm…."
Harry groaned, his eyes widening then closing in pleasure. "Merlin, Ororo, that feels so good!"
Jean leaned over tentatively, licking along the side of Harry's shaft for a moment then with more enthusiasm as she noticed that he didn't actually taste of anything just yet, and she breathed in his scent, a musky smell that seems to send a little shiver down her spine. Good grief, this isn't nearly... I mean I always thought it was somewhat demeaning, but Ororo was right the other day, if there's any control here, its with me and heeeerrrr…. Jean's thoughts cut off abruptly as she felt her nipples being pinched.
Unable to get to Ororo outside of putting his hand into her hair, Harry concentrated on Jean, both hands going to work on her. One hand started to tweak and pinch her nipples through her top while the other moved down to her legs and began to play with her pussy through the bottom of her swimsuit.
Jean almost moved away at that, but subsided, reckoning that as long as he kept his hands outside of her swimsuit it was all right. They'd only been going out for a little over three weeks after all and that wasn't enough time for her to want to jump straight into bed with them whatever her emotional attachment. The redhead was still fighting her staunch Catholic upbringing, which forced her to go slower than she might otherwise have gone. When she felt Harry's hand about to dip around the edge of her swimsuit she pulled her head off of the side of his shaft and murmured, "None of that. I'm still not ready for that, not just yet."
Harry's hand shifted away as he nodded, murmuring, "No worries, Jean. Like I've told you before, I'm not about to push." His hand went back up over her swimsuit, slowly working with her pussy through it, playing with the little nub he found at the top.
This caused Jean to gasp aloud, but her mouth was still busy on the side of Harry's shaft while Ororo was taking as much of his shaft down her throat as she could, one of Ororo's hand around Harry's waist, while the other gently played with Jean's fiery hair.
The work on Harry's cock soon caused him to groan aloud. "Ororo, Jean… I'm gonnnaa!"
As soon as he started to shout, ropes of cum shot out of his dick and he came with a loud groan, his left hand snaking into Ororo's hair and the right hand, which had been busy with Jean's clit, squeezed. That sent Jean over the edge and she pulled her head back to scream. "Oh Gooood!"
Ororo tried to gulp down as much of her lover's cum as she could, finding it tasting of cherries this time for some odd reason, which was just bizarre to her. But it was very tasty all the same. It was only when her mouth was too full that she pulled back gulping it down and then moving back quickly to catch the last strand as it shot out of his cock.
She leaned back, swallowing and reaching forward with one hand to scoop some more off of his dick, which was still hard. She leaned forward pressing her breasts to either side of it and rubbing it there for a moment as she kissed Harry's chest. "You're very tasty, Harry, though I have to wonder why?"
"What… ohhh Merlin that feels amazing Ororo, what are you talking about?" Harry said looking down at her quizzically, having no energy at the moment to do anything else. To one side Jean was leaning on his side, recovering herself from the orgasm she had just been given.
"Every time I taste you, taste different, but in a good way. Today for example it was cherries for some reason."
Harry blinked at her then laughed quietly. "You may have just solved a minor mystery for me my love." he said leaning down to kiss her on the lips. She still tasted a little of his semen there, but it tasted the same to him as it did to her so he was fine with that. He pulled back, leaning his forehead against Ororo's, groaning as Jean reached out between them to start stroking the bit of his dick that was visible pressing out of Ororo's breasts. "Oohhh, I had a bit of a prank war at one point with my godfather and one time he hit me with a spell that had no effect, or so I thought at the time. It was right after he gave me the birds and the bees and witches talk, so it kind of makes sense." He closed his eyes for a moment then opened them to stare at Ororo in the eyes. "Ororo, that feels amazing, but if you don't stop I'm going to throw you down and screw the living daylights out of you."
"Well, we wouldn't want you to do that!" Jean laughed, pulling a little harder. "Though, watching you make love to Ororo might be interesting."
Ororo looked down at her, her eyes full of question but she merely smiled. Before Ororo could say anything else, she found herself lifted into the air, her wet (and not just from the bath) pussy now level with Harry's cock. He slid home easily and she moaned, throwing her head back in ecstasy. "Goddess, I love the feel of you inside me!"
The African beauty found herself whirled around to sit on the outer edge of the pool as Harry began to slowly thrust into her, their eyes locked, all their love for one another showing. Harry leaned down gently kissing her, and continued to slowly thrust himself in and out of her even as he turned away, staring at Jean with the same look.
Jean shuddered a little, moving close and kissing him on the lips, kneeling there beside them. Both of her lovers began to work her over with their hands and she found her swimsuit top, which had heretofore still been in place, pulled off and tossed aside. Then she felt both of their mouths latch onto her nipples and she threw her head back. "Fuuuuckkkk, that feels so good!"
This was not fucking as Harry laughingly commented on to Jean, this was lovemaking in his eyes, and despite the fact that Jean was still unwilling to take that final plunge it was amazing for all three.
This gentle lovemaking hit all of Ororo's buttons, as Harry changed the angles of his thrusts occasionally adding to the sensation. She moaned aloud as Jean contorted herself so that she could lean down in take one of Ororo's dark chocolate colored nipples into her mouth, biting and chewing at the largish nipple murmuring amazement at its taste and texture.
As the most inexperienced of the three (by this point by a wide margin), it was Jean who first peaked again, followed quickly by Ororo. She fell to the floor, pulling away from her lover's somewhat reluctantly yet she was feeling a little tender now, so she merely that there, playing with herself very lightly as she watched the two of them continue.
Ororo shuddered and spasmed where she lay, squealing out "Goddess, Goddess," over and over as she came. Harry began to pound into her even more, heightening the sensation and quickly bringing her back to the edge, moments later. Jean and Harry both leaned over to exchange kisses with Ororo, and then Harry cried out as he came again spewing his spunk deep into his African lover. His hand rested lightly on her stomach for a moment as he pulled out murmuring a spell which caused her stomach and his hand to glow slightly before fading away.
Lemon End
For a moment, Jean lost herself in an image of Harry doing that to her, and then the same image she had earlier that evening came back to her. It was of Jean holding a small child with red hair the same color as her own yet with Harry's emerald eyes and some of his features. The thought nearly caused her to shudder and Jean had to fight herself from jumping Harry then and there. Something deep inside of her was calling out to Jean, urging her to become a mother but she fought it off. It would be a long time before she was truly prepared to have children, at least rationally.
Harry slid out of Ororo and into the water causing a bit of a splash as he hit, just his head above for a moment before he pushed himself back up to sit on the seat under the water, shaking his head. "That was amazing my ladies."
"It was supposed to be all about you," Jean murmured, "but I am in no way displeased by how this turned out."
Ororo weakly raised her head to look at them from where she was still splayed out, a mix of her juices and Harry's cum slowly dripping out of her. "Nor I, a fantastic start to our date." she said weakly, pushing herself up slowly before sliding into the water.
Jean did the same, not even bothering to retrieve the top of her swimsuit again before pushing herself into the water lengthwise. It wasn't as if Harry hadn't seen her tits before, of course, and Jean was quickly coming to love the fact he enjoyed looking at her, freckles (which she had been somewhat embarrassed by) and all.
"You mean there's more?" Harry said his eyes widening slightly.
Jean laughed, amused that Harry had used the same words that she had during the start of their date in Vietnam. She moved forward to join Harry on sitting on the step under the water, leaning her head against Harry's shoulder for a moment. "Ororo cooked for us, Harry, that's why we asked you not to eat with the others earlier. I think she's outdone herself frankly."
"Just as you did with this portion, my Jean." Ororo said leaning down and kissing the younger woman tenderly. Jean arched her back slightly returning the kiss and it was with reluctance the two broke it off.
A moment later, all three of them very reluctantly moved away from one another to get out of the pool and change for a very late dinner. It was after all, nearly two in the morning local time, not that any of the trio particularly cared. Ororo and Jean left the bathing area to go and change, while Harry remained where he was.
In response to the effort his ladies had put into the date Harry dressed in a button down silk shirt which was open halfway down his chest, and a good pair of pants. Ororo wore several diaphanous silk wraps of varying colors, almost like the outfit she had worn when giving the benediction to the dead at Hogwarts, but nowhere near as formal looking thanks to the number of colors there were. Jean wore a slinky blue dress that was much shorter than anything she would wear in public. It hugged all her curves but was also tight by the throat, not having any décolletage. With the way it molded to her body, that was unnecessary.
They met up at the bottom of the staircase up to Harry and Ororo's (at this point anyway) quarters. Ororo led the way up the stairs and through their quarters to a small dining area off the headmaster's quarters. Originally it had been the bedroom, with the main room being the library and office. Ororo and Harry however had changed that. The group sat down happily, and it must be said rather expectantly, seeing as all three were very hungry.
Nessy appeared next to Ororo's and Ororo reached down rubbing the little house elves head affectionately. "Excellent timing, Nessy. I think we've all worked up an appetite, so could you start bringing out the food I prepared earlier?"
"Nessy will be doing this mistress." The house elf bobbed her head happily and with a click of her fingers, food began to appear on the table. Bread and salad first, then what looked like expertly seared tuna with seasoning dribbled with some kind of spicy looking sauce. The smell of it had all three of the lovers' stomachs rumbling. "This smells lovely, Ororo." said Jean happily, already spooning out some salad.
"Indeed. Love." Harry said, leaning over and kissing Ororo on the cheek. A small glass of brandy appeared before him, while a perfectly prepared strawberry daiquiri appeared in front of Jean and, surprisingly, a glass of tequila in front of Ororo.
For a moment all three of them were quiet as they ate, murmuring appreciation to the cook as well as the service, but soon enough they slowed down enough to actually talk. Now alone, they gave one another more in depth summaries of their day.
There was a moments silence after Jean finished, allowing all three to go through what they heard before going on. Jean and Harry then looked at Ororo, who they saw as their sort of expert on things scholastic/children related.
Ororo laughed, shaking her head at their looks. "Your belief in my expert opinion is touching, but misplaced. I might have a teaching license, but it is only a secondary specialty. I haven't ever been involved in setting up a school like this and I've been playing makey-learney, much like you and business Harry."
She laughed again as they simply looked at her but went on more seriously. "I think first we need to have Dr. Druid go over the children you saved Harry, just in case the spells you used and the potions the house elves and I administered didn't catch something. Children who have been abused, and these most certainly have been, tend to hide things just in case they bring unwanted attention down on themselves. I would have insisted on it tonight if he hadn't magically exhausted himself doing something this morning."
In point of fact, Dr. Druid had tried to replicate a transfiguration spell he had seen Harry use, a very simple one actually, and the magical power needed for it had drained his already barely there reserves dangerously. Powering his wooden hand used almost all of his magical potential remaining after he fought Selene and her creature.
"Dr. Druid has a background in biology, he's not a real doctor but he can sing the tune at least, unless we want to borrow one of the medical beds from the mansion. In fact we should buy our own at some point."
Ororo paused to take a sip of her tequila before going on. "The age of the children you brought in means we'll need to do two other things as well. One is to get one of the den mothers or fathers in here almost immediately. They will need an adult minder, and with all the other things we need to be doing none of us will have the time to devote to it. I found one woman who could fit the bill, though getting her here quickly may be something else. The second is to start interviewing elementary teachers. All the teachers I've thus far interviewed were high school or middle school, it's an entirely different job at the elementary level. One I think is certified at the elementary level as well as at the high school level, but I can't remember offhand who. I definitely think it should be a woman, the children might respond poorly to a male authority figure given what you told us about the ordeal they went through."
She paused again to take another sip, thinking as she did. "The den mother is definitely more important however. I can make up some lessons to teach them all English, though for now your spell will need to do its work. Other than that, I am through."
"I agree with everything you said Ororo, but I think you're missing a point here," Harry said seriously. "The oldest of the kids we rescued are young teens, the rest are even younger and all of them had physical mutations. I would be willing to bet that all of their mutations were there at birth. That means the basic idea of mutations starting up at puberty or later is wrong, or at least no better than a general guideline. I may need to rework the spells on the Big Book of Students, if that's the case, and the school here will need to offer all levels of education. We may need to start off offering just elementary level for most, and tutoring at higher levels, let Charles take some of the load."
Harry was also a little worried about something else he had noticed about Charles and the mutants he had gathered, but he didn't want to voice it just yet. No reason to go borrowing more trouble after all, not at present at least.
"True enough, but that's a problem for the future. Right now, let's concentrate on taking care of the students we have and our upcoming issues." Jean interjected. "For instance, you're meeting Dr. Doom the day after tomorrow, have you contacted him with a specific place and time? Have we heard back from King William as yet about a specific time this week he wants to meet with us?"
Harry shook his head. "I have a message I'm going to send to him with Hedwig telling him will meet with him Thursday or Friday, and to send back a message with her about a specific time. As for Dr. Doom, I'm sending Hedwig out tonight with a specific time and place. She'll leave it somewhere where he'll find it. I'm not certain what, but something Doom did angered and worried my Hedwig, so that's all I'm going to ask her do to."
"We'll want to talk with Emma before that, remember." Jean said seriously. "We want to get the best deal we can, I know that the King has already begun to push a pro-mutant policy, which is a good thing, but we need to be taken seriously about this."
Harry shrugged, but Jean said sharply "Stop doing that!" Harry looked up at her startled and Jean continued. "Harry, I know that for you this business is sort of a means to an end but it is important that we take it seriously. If we don't, not only will we be taken advantage of by those who do take the business side seriously but we won't have the respect we need to try and change the world. I'm not saying that the truth-detecting array won't help, but there are ways around it, I bet. "
"I understand." Harry said mildly, "I'm still getting my head around this whole business aspect and it's not as if I've had much time lately to devote to it."
"I suggest you make time tomorrow, my love." Ororo said joining in. "I realize we have a lot of projects already in the air, but this is important. If the United Kingdom is going to be the home for our corporation, we need to get the best deal we can and then we need to start selling our potions for an appropriate price. Not so much that no-one can afford them, but not so cheap that no one respects them or people use them frivolously."
"I can see that," Harry said again, "and I'm having a much easier time working on that aspect than the rest of it. Taxes, tax cuts, tax break deals for corporations, all of those are still rather murky to me, but selling actual things like that is much simpler. We will have to start selling to the military probably, unless the doctors from the civilian side that saw me working with those soldiers after the fight in London create a civilian demand."
"I agree with that," Jean said, reaching out and taking his hand, "but Harry, we need to talk about something else, too. Ororo and I redid the contract you gave me. The wage was fine, but I don't want to have that much of a say in the running of the company. I'm not qualified, I don't have the experience necessary, and I don't…" she paused, thinking it through. "I don't have your vision for the future. Before you came along, I was perfectly content with following Professor Xavier's dream for the future. Sure, I thought it was somewhat naïve, but I wasn't in a position to go off on my own nor did I even think of doing so, even after I broke out of my shell so to speak. While I did want to go off on my own, I didn't have the drive or the ability to plan ahead to… to strategize what I wanted to do above and beyond the near future."
"We're here because of your vision Harry, because of your desire to change the world for the better and the planning you've put into it. We agree with that vision or we wouldn't be here, but you are our leader, like it or not."
"I don't like it," Harry said bluntly, leaning back and looking at the two of them. "I don't like the idea of being indispensable. What we build needs to be able to keep going without me at the head."
"That's an admirable thought, Harry." Ororo said reaching over and taking his free hand. "But at the moment, even putting aside all the things that we are doing magically speaking, you are still indispensable. This isn't an ego boost, this is a warning to you. Neither of us are comfortable with having that much voice in the running of the corporation. We can't think strategically like Jean said. I am a tactician, a very good one admittedly." she acknowledged, bowing her head. "I can think up solutions for problems as they come at me, but I can't envision future problems and solve them before they get here."
Jean continued to put it in military terms, knowing that Harry, despite the fact that this was about business, would relate to it better that way. "At the moment, Harry, you are basically a general running a war, and we're, I guess you could call us captains? We're trying to study up to become majors or colonels or whatever the rank is that's below general, but we're not there yet. If you have an idea of what you want the engineering section of our company to do whatever the final name we decide on is, I'll see it done. But I don't want to be placed in a position to make those choices. I'll give you advice, and I know you'll listen to me because you've done it before." she said smiling and kissing his hand her eyes alight with joy at that.
That had been one of her problems with Scott and Charles both. Neither of them took criticism or suggestions very well. Scott had gotten far better at it and actually did look for suggestions from his teammates now but Charles was still somewhat close-minded. "So long as you listen to me, like you did to Ororo about using that lie-detector array on a smaller area, or when you listened to me about the arc reactor design, that is more than enough."
Ororo softly reaching forward and touching his cheek lightly. "Jean is right, my Harry. Just because we are equals in this relationship doesn't mean we are equal in terms of business or in control of our, our faction, I suppose you could call it. I think you need to be able to separate personal and business from now on, all right?"
Harry frowned but nodded. "I'll try at least, and if I don't I you two can smack me back into line, right?"
"With great speed and deliberation, my love," Ororo replied, laughing.
"Okay I can see that. But in that vein, as the leader of this little group, I have something to say to us all. We've been damn lucky the last few times we've gone out on missions, but it's going to end and we all know it, or should know it."
It took a moment for Ororo to get it, but Jean nodded her head firmly. "I had the same thought this morning when I heard from your Patronus that you went off on your own. Melody loved that thing by the way."
"I'm not surprised she did, a Patronus like that form is made by focusing on all your happy and loving memories. I seem to have built a hell of a lot more of those lately," Harry replied, giving both women a smoldering sort of look that sent a pleasurable shiver down their spines and brought very wide smile to their faces.
However he went on more seriously. "We've been lucky these past few days, all of us going out on these missions of ours without back up. That ends now. We can't trust we won't run into something we can't handle. Jean, you handled the mission against Selene's caches very well, but it would have been much easier if you and I had gone together."
"And you would've had a much easier time of it today if Ororo or I had gone with you," Jean countered nodding her head. "What if you had run into someone who could cancel out your magic somehow, how would you fight without it?"
"I'm decent enough with a sword," Harry said, shrugging, "and I know some martial arts, enough to get by." In point of fact Harry would probably be the equivalent of a brown belt in judo, but it wasn't skill that allowed him to be so dangerous in close quarters, it was his reflexes.
Harry was lightning quick, his hand eye coordination was simply beyond human. He could give Quicksilver a run for his money in that area, and he was an expert in terms of combat cool reading, the ability to read an opponent's body language and anticipate his attacks. "Yet I take your point."
"We've got Piotr. Nikolai said he wants to sign up, too. Nikolai's been trained to the nth degree, and Colossus, did very damn well in his first taste of combat. Let them get settled in for a few days and we can start using both of them on missions with us." Harry smiled, liking the fact he had finally come up with a good name for once. Now if only I could figure out a new codename for myself…
"My gut feeling is telling me Piotr's probably one of the most trustworthy people we're ever going to meet. And don't let that farmer's expression fool you, that young man has a very decent mind behind that face and a very caring soul. I don't have as good a read on Nikolai and I'll of course like your impressions of him, but let's start using them both as soon as we can."
"Kitty should stop by tomorrow, I already asked the house elf assigned to the mansion to bring her over when she's ready. She'll start working on those arrays you want her to do. I'll speak to both young men again and make my own impressions of them." Ororo replied, with Jean nodding agreement.
Harry nodded. "I'd appreciate it. Like you said, I might be the leader of this troop but I do value your opinions and I always will. Now, Jean, this design of yours, how good is it, and how much time before we can start selling them?"
"I would want to use one to power the castle on normal operational settings for at least two months, maybe longer so I can be certain it can handle the output. However it looks great at the moment. Of course it wasn't in the real world and I bet we'll run into some teething issues when I do construct one out of actual materials but the RoR was able to help me spot several issues. However, I seriously need to work on a paper describing what we've got. If we don't have paperwork to explain how the reactor works and how we've been able to miniaturize it, then no one is going to trust them. Whatever else, we're going to be a new name in the energy industry, and that means we need very 'i' dotted and every 'T' crossed. I want to know that the reactor can really take the strain of a city, one the size of London say, before we even think about putting it on the market."
Harry shook his head. "I'm in no rush to sell them love, just to use them. I was thinking about ways to use the land that was previously under wizard wards elsewhere in the UK. We need a visible headquarters for Magical Minds and I never took down the wards around the largest Dark Spot. If I do, and we work it right, that land can be the site of our headquarters and a farming community. It obviously won't be where we grow our potions ingredients, but we can always use our own dedicated farms. And I have two spare hearth stones so I can use one to power defensive wards for it. But the main reason I'm in no rush is the amount of enemies we'll make when we move into the energy business."
Jean looked blank at that, but Ororo's eye's widened. "Of course, we're going to make enough enemies with our paramilitary activities and our politics once we make them known, why borrow more trouble, just yet?" Jean looked at her and Ororo elaborated. "Oil and, to a lesser extent, coal are big money, Jean. In the states, they call it King Coal. Oil won't be as big an issue just yet, unless we start putting out far smaller generators, but coal, oh yes. Those companies are ruthless in the political arena when protecting their interests, and that's in the states, abroad they are even worse. And then there are the electrical companies who will be jealous and not like the idea of someone new coming in. Security will be an issue, we don't want anyone trying to steal our secrets."
Harry shrugged. "The secrets part isn't so bad, I think there are only a few people in the world who could create Orihalcum and it would take them a hell of a long time. Remember I didn't come up with it myself; it was looking at the Juggernaut's armor that allowed me to come up with Orihalcum. And it's a wide range of skills that allow me to create it. No, the weaponization aspect is what I'm afraid of. Those suits I ran into in Russia were an example of what can happen, and I don't want anyone to have tanks or ships powered by this, let alone weapons based of their tech."
Jean shrugged. "In that case, it'll take me a week or so to build a working version for our own use, though we'll need to get in a lot of specialty tools to help me build the first mini-one for the castle. After that though, what should I start thinking about?"
Touching the scar on his forehead Harry leaned back thinking hard. "Tomorrow the two of us will go up and create the metal you need, I'll create it if you can tell me the measurements and such like. With the changes you helped me make to the metallurgy room it won't take more than a few hours, I think. After that, there's one thing I want you to start off with, and one job I want you, Piotr, and Nikolai to work on, if you agree to do. First, look over the weapons and tech we grabbed from the base in Russia. In the future, I'll want to set up a meeting between all of us and Reed Richards to talk about some other issues, after that we'll decide what else to direct that fertile brain of yours to. He still hasn't gotten back to me about what he'd be willing to do for a observation area in space, but let's deal with Dr. Doom and getting our business set up first. But first, clear out the last two caches of Selene's. One is definitely another gold depository, that second one in the middle east."
"I'm going to put off going over the magical and 'other' items that you gathered until after our meeting with the King at the least. Sometime, after we're done talking to Doom and dealing with whatever the not-so-good doctor wants, we'll all go down to the one in Greece. The impression I got, was that it was the one where Selene kept stuff of a non-magical nature that she didn't know how to handle. Not a good thought, but we'll see."
"I'll take time tomorrow, as you two say, to get a better handle on the business side, in fact, if she's free, I can head over to talk to Emma in person, ask her to walk me through it, or at least recommend some books to read."
"Of course, we'll take care of the children's checkup, first." Ororo cut in, firmly.
"Of course, that's the most important thing right now. So tell me about those two little boys you picked up, do you have any idea what they're mutant power might actually be?"
From there, the conversations segued into other things and the trio had a very nice evening of it.
Eventually however, the food was all gone and the talking had subsided for the most part, so Ororo decided to end the evening. She stood up stretching, deliberately pressing her chest forward, an act that caught both of her lover's attention like a lodestone would catch a magnet. "I believe it is time to turn in for the night, my loves." She cocked an eyebrow at Harry.
Harry nodded and stood up, taking her arm in his before turning to the redhead. "Are you going to join us tonight Jean?"
Jean frowned, her desires warring with her swiftly disappearing sense of propriety. They had still only been going out for a few weeks at this point and she wasn't prepared to just jump straight in yet. Yet, on the other hand her body and mind were telling her to join, to feel Harry inside of her in the most intimate way.
Harry somehow red her mind and shook his head. "We've got so much to do tomorrow love, we're just going to cuddle and then sleep."
"Oh well, in that case." Jean laughed, and linked arms with him on his other side. With a final thank you to Nessy, the trio headed out to the bedroom.
Later that evening Harry sat looking out the window, his eyes dark as he gently stroked Hedwig's plumage before sending her on her way by lifting his arm under her gently. The note he was sending said:
Dr. Doom, King of Latveria:
I am sending this message to inform you I have decided on the specific meeting place and time in Barcelona. I will meet you on the top of the historical monument, the Casa Mila, so-called La Pedrera at noon tomorrow. Please feel free to make whatever arrangements you wish to in order to not be seen, as I will do the same. I hope our future association is beneficial to us both, and will deal as fairly with you as you will with me.
Best regards,
Harry Potter
Even after Hedwig left, Harry sat there for several minutes, staring up at the stars as he fingered a small vial filled with blood and tissue: the sample he had taken from the corpse of the woman who had used magic during the fight in Russia. Something about it, some instinct he had was screaming that this blood was linked to a problem that would rear its head in the future, he just didn't know what.
He shook that thought off for now, however, and turned away from the window to head back to bed, sighing happily as his two lovers automatically made room for him, one on either side of him.