To Train A Bad-Ass
By Stargatesg1fan1 Disclaimer: I own nothing of any recognized characters or universes within.
Women Bonded to Harry Potter in This Story
Ros is Played by Esme Bianco Leaf is Played by Kae Alexander Ygritte is Played by Rose Leslie Missandei is Played by Nathalie Emmanuel Daenerys 'Daeny' Targaryen is Played by Emilia Clarke Melisandre is played by Catrice Van Houten
Margaery Tyrell is played by Natalie Dormer Sansa Stark is played by Sophie Turner Tyene Sand is played by Rosabell Laurenti Sellers Myrcella Baratheon Lannister is played by Nell Tiger Free Cersei Lannister is played by Lena Heady
Arya Svit Kona is played by Sienna Guillory Hermione Granger is played by Emma Watson
Chapter 37
Voldemort waited until his servants were out of his throne room before gripping the table before him. His fingers dug into the stone of the table, dark magic gouging into the surface as he struggled to control his anger. Potter had done it again. It was already hard enough to keep his efforts going since all of the Death Eater vaults had been mysteriously emptied along with anyone sympathetic to their cause. He had taken to having his followers raid the muggle world. There was plenty of supplies and money to be had through that route.
Now Potter had managed to take the werewolves from their cause. Already the rumors of Potter's latest miracle were spreading. All the Death Eaters lost had been new recruits with the exception of Rodolphus. The third task couldn't come fast enough.
Hogwarts
At the sound of the whistle, Harry set off into the maze. He was wearing a form fitting flexible body armor beneath his clothes. Hermione, Neville, Susan, Luna, and the rest of Harry's extended family were wearing the same all watching from the stands using their metamorphmagus abilities to hide their true identities. They knew from Rhaezael's monitoring of the situation that Death Eater activity was picking up in recent days. But it wasn't possible to
monitor all magical travel from the heavily warded locations that Riddle had used the Liamvue ward on.
Fifty yards into the tall hedges of the maze, Harry took the left fork. He made his way through the maze for a bit when he encountered his first obstacle. It was three beings Harry never wanted in the same room at once. Galbatorix, the Night King, and Lord Voldemort stood blocking the path.
"Harry, Harry, Harry," Voldemort said in his hissing rasp. "Imagine my surprise when I made some new friends. You have been a very busy boy."
"It would seem you are full of surprises Eragon," Galbatorix said. "Or should I call you Harry? Does Saphira know about this? Does Arya?"
The Night King simply stared.
"You're dead," Harry said before the readings from his probe told him what was going on. "I see. Three boggarts. There is a joke in there somewhere. Three boggarts encounter a Potter. I can't think of the punch line. Perhaps it is that they die."
Harry didn't bother with the Riddikulus spell for dealing with Boggarts. He didn't care for the creatures at all. He surged forward and thrust his left and right hands glowing with energy through the chests of Voldemort and Galbatorix. He ripped out their hearts. The boggarts dissipated into mist. The Night King made to attack Harry. But it was dealing with a Harry with the physiology of an elf. Harry knocked aside the Night King's grab and caught it in a chokehold. Harry squeezed until the boggart died like the other two.
"If only the real enemy could be so easy," Harry told himself before moving on. "People are confused by the Night King and Galbatorix," Hermione sent to her fiancé. "I bet they are," Harry mused.
The hedges were charmed so that spectators could see in and watch the champions. The champions could not traditionally see out. The next obstacle Harry encountered was a golden magical mist in the air. It was a gravity inversion enchantment. Harry stepped into it. For a moment he felt his world turn upside down. It semed to him like his feet on the Earth was actually up and the sky was down, trying to attract him towards the endless sky. Then the world stabilized as Harry's occlumency kicked in. There were two types of gravity inversion mist. One type was the type which affected only the mind. The other type was the type which affected gravity in a localized region of spacetime. This was the first type. It took far less power to cast but was also able to be ignored by a skilled occlumens. Harry heard Fleur scream in the distance just as he left the mist.
Harry ran around a few corners and then came face to face with three ten-foot long blast-ended skrewts bred by Hagrid. The creatures looked like giant scorpions. The skrews had thick magic
resistant armor on their tops but vulnerable bellies. Harry bypassed all of that. He had his wand in his hand more for show than anything else. He didn't really need it. He pointd his wand downwards and silently transfigured the ground. Giant hands rose out of the ground picking the skrewts up. A giant fist surrounded the mid-section of each skrew and rose high over the maze. The skrews struggled. Yet they were no match for the hands holding them. Meanwhile a pathway had opened up in the arms connected to the hands for Harry to calmly proceed on through.
"The crowd loves that," Hermione sent for Harry's benefit.
"What happened to Fleur?" Harry asked as he walked on.
"Krum happened. I think he might be under the imperius. Fleur is unconscious but I think unharmed. Krum is actually very near your position and is closing in on Cedric," Hermion explained.
Just then the sounds of a duel were heard from nearby. "What the hell do you think you are doing?" Cedric called out to Victor. "Crucio," Victor called and then Cedric began to scream.
Harry leapt over the tall maze thanks to his physiology and landed near Krum. Before Krum could turn, Harry delivered a blow to the back of the Bulgarian's head that rendered Krum unconscious. Harry used a binding spell to encase Krum in ropes.
"Are you ok Cedric?" Harry asked as he ran over and helped the still twitching wizard up. "That hurt like hell," Cedric said. "What would make him do that?" "My guess is he is under the Imperius. Do you want to keep going or stop?" Harry asked. "Did Krum do something to Fleur. Was that the scream we heard?" Cedric asked.
"I think so. Let's wait for the tournament organizers," Harry said. "The use of an unforgiveable changes things."
In short order the judges appeared on several flying carpets. "Are you unable to continue?" Dumbledore asked.
"We were wondering if we should continue," Harry said. "We think Victor may be under the imperius."
"A very tricky thing to check for," Dumbledore said. "We shall of course do so. But you two should finish."
"At the very least Fleur should be made whole enough to continue competing if Krum did something to her Sir," Cedric said.
"I agree," Harry said. "Your students do you credit Albus," Madam Maxime said. "We will tend to Ms. Delacour and then resume," Dumbledore decided.
In short order Fleur was returned to the competition. Harry was returned over the hedge to the part of the maze he had been in before intervening with Victor and Cedric. Soon after leaving behind that scene Harry spotted the Triwizard Cup. The only thing standing between Harry and the cup were three car sized acromantula. Harry tried the same trick with the transfigured hands. Unlike the skrewts, the acromantuala were fast enough to escape the hands. Harry changed tactics by transfiguring the hands into stone spiders that went after the acromantually. While the spiders were distracted fighting against their stone counterparts Harry made his way to the cup.
"Here goes nothing," Harry thought to Hermione as he picked up the cup. Harry and Hermione knew the cup was a portkey. But they also knew it was their only way to
get Riddle to come out and play. Riddle wasn't likely to leave the safety of his wards.
As soon as Harry landed from the portkey he was hit with debilitating nausea. He tried pushing through it using his occlumency. Yet the task was extremely difficult.
"Welcome Harry Potter," Lord Voldemort said.
Harry found himself in a large magically expanded chamber. It was massive. Against one wall stood rows of cages packed full of people. Harry recognized only a few of the people. Ruth Granger, Gene Granger, Tessa, and the rest of Hermione's extended family were present in one cage by themselves. In another cage were Arthur & Molly Weasley, Ted & Andromeda Tonks, and the families of many of his other year mates. Harry only recognized these people from seeing them on the train platform seeing their children off on the express. Positioned near the cages were Death Eaters and several dementors.
"To what do I owe this visit?" Harry asked.
"We are going to end this question of who would prevail in a fight to the death between us. None of my followers will interfere. We can't have you debilitated. Put that on," Voldemort said as he tossed over a runic bracelet. "That will key you into the wards around this place while you wear it. Should you try to remove it from this place it will disintegrate."
Harry quickly scanned the bracelet and was able to verify it did what Voldemort said it did. It
actually had some of Voldemort's blood in it. Harry slipped the bracelet on and instantly felt relief.
"I am surprised you would be willing to face a straight up fight," Harry said.
"I will be projecting this fight to the Hogwarts grounds and Diagon Alley. Just so you don't think I am not a true Slytherin there will be consequences should you prevail," Voldemort said. Even as Voldemort spoke more people appeared in the cage including Neville, Susan, Luna, and any year mate that had ever been kind to Harry. There were some in the years above and below Harry as well. "I will admit that it was challenging to get portkeys on all of these witches and wizards. But while you have been here it was done. It looks like we still weren't able to get your mudblood. Yet we have her family. Should I lose this fight the dementors shall feast on all you see before you. Even I could not get through the wards surrounding these cages in a timely manner. Do you have any last words Harry Potter?"
Harry could feel the magic go up which was projecting the entire scene to Hogwarts and Diagon Alley.
"Time for you to get a tan in hell Tom," Harry said before launching a spell chain consisting of a piercing curse, a ribbon cutting curse, and a blasting curse.
Harry was already moving by the time Voldemort returned fire. Harry had faced off against simulated Tom Riddles. Voldemort had done something in the last several hours or days to enhance himself even further. He was stronger and faster than any Harry had faced before. The first blasting curse Tom sent Harry's way gouged a six foot crater in the floor. Harry returned fire with three more spell chains of three. Riddle either shielded with a magical shield or conjured a stone barrier. Harry was forced to conjure his own stone barriers when Riddle threw in some killing curses. It wasn't that it was simply a single killing curse. Riddle had somehow modified the killing curse. Instead of a single beam of deathly energy, Riddle's AK was now a dozen smaller beams spread out much like buckshot from a shotgun. Harry felt that if even one beam hit a living target it would be just as effective. He wondered how he would feel after such a curse given his ability to tap into the ascended realm.
The two exchanged spells of increasing complexity for several minutes testing the waters. Riddle relied heavily on dark magic as expected.
"You are every bit as good as I came to expect," Riddle said after breaking off from the spell exchange.
"You are as good as your reputation suggests. I'm curious how you enhanced yourself so much more recently," Harry said.
"A dark magic ritual I modified myself. Muggles may not be good for much. But they are good at fueling sacrifices," Tom said with a nasty grin. "After I kill you, I'll have a lot of fuel for sacrifices," He added as he eyed Hermione's family. "Of course, their sacrifice is no less diminished if they are used first. My death eaters will enjoy that."
Harry's duel with Tom so far was not just to test his limits. Tom had made a grave mistake in giving Harry the runic bracelet. It would disintegrate if it left the premises. Harry had taken the opportunity to travel back in time, go into his magical trunk made invisible in one corner, and duplicated the runic bracelet several times over. Normally copying an enchantment of such complexity would be impossible. Yet with the computing power available to Harry it was entirely possible. Several of Harry's most advanced HFRs were equipped with the runic bracelets. These cloaked HFRs then went about setting up the trap for Tom Riddle.
Back out in the main chamber just as Tom finished leveling the threat against Hermione's family one of those HFRs made herself known to those present.
"My son. My Tom. What have you done to yourself," Merope Gaunt, or rather the HFR of her, said as she became visible.
Tom went dealthly still as he stared in shock at what was seemingly his mother.
"What trickery is this Potter? I will make the death of your mudblood extremely slow for this insult. Or better yet I will make her my plaything. She will service me for the rest of her days," Voldemort promised.
"I am your mother Tom," Merope said. "I have returned from the dead to implore you to turn away from this evilness. I would have taken care of you had I been able," She said as she reached out for her son.
"Merope Gaunt who was a weak witch who didn't even have the will to live. You are not her," Voldemort screamed. "Avada Kadavra," He said calmly.
The curse struck Merope and had no effect as green energy washed over her.
"You cannot kill what is not truly alive or dead son," Merope said sadly. "But I am sure you will learn all you need to about death soon enough. Harry Potter has rendered all of your protections against death to what they were before you tainted them."
Voldemort paled, quite an impressive feat. "Goodbye Tom," Harry said as he raised both his hands.
Out of Harry's left hand came a bolt of lightning so powerful that the hair on the arms of everyone present stood up. Voldemort screamed as his shield took the bolt of lightning and stopped it cold with great difficulty. Voldemort's eyes widened as he saw Harry's right hand begin to glow. Tom understood then that Potter was more powerful than him. Earlier had been just to test him. Tom realized that despite all his power he had been found wanting. This was the only thing he could think as a beam of searing white energy as thick as a fist tore straight through his shield like it wasn't even there and ripped through his chest burning out his heart. Harry brought the beam up to burn away Tom's head for good measure. Meanwhile HFRs
resembling James, Lily, Sirius, Amelia, Remus, Tonks, and others materialized. Patroni sprang up and drove the dementors back. Death Eaters were cut down where they stood with the use of ribbon cutting curses and piercing curses. No mercy was shown to the Death Eaters. Harry strode forward and released more of the white beams, thinner but no less deadly, from his hands at the dementors. The dementors were destroyed.
Harry's HFRs had already been dismantling the wards. He strode forward and released Hermione's family personally.
"I think you and Hermione have quite the story to tell us," Gene Granger said as he was released from the cage.
"That we do," Harry said. "But it will have to wait a little while."
The celebrations that went on in the wizarding world were even greater than the end of the first blood war. There were questions as to if Voldemort was really gone for good. People wondered how he managed to survive having his body destroyed. Some learned witches and wizards already knew of the magics in question. Harry released a statement over the PTV network news that Voldemort was truly dead this time.
Potter Manor
Albus entered the party going on at Potter Manor to celebrate the defeat of Lord Voldemort feeling lighter than a cloud. The burden of making sure young Harry survived Voldemort was no longer on his shoulders. His feeling of relief turned to shock when he spotted James and Lily Potter in the room. He then spotted James' parents. Albus had thought seeing them in the projection of the fight had been an illusion on Harry's part. Now he wasn't so sure.
Minerva, Filius, and the rest of the Hogwarts contingent that had been invited were just as shocked. Albus spotted a young Alice and Aaron Longbottom.
"Albus, Filius are you seeing what I am seeing?" Minerva asked her long-time friends. "I am," Filius said. "I would very much like to know how this is possible."
"It's possible because Harry has the ability to travel through time at will and has mastered transfiguration to a level previously unheard of," Hermione said as she walked up to the group. "Hello everyone."
"Dear goodness, time travel," Filius said with surprise. "What do you mean by mastering transfiguration?" Minerva asked.
"It would be better if Harry demonstrated," Hermione answered. "Where is 'Arry?" Hagrid asked from the back of the group.
The question was answered when Harry walked into the room. All the magicals there could sense the power just rolling off of Harry.
Albus' eyes went up in surprise and he said, "Is that an active aura projection?"
Active aura projection was something that took either a great deal of skill or magical power to project ones aura out so that others could see or feel the aura of the magic user in question.
"No. That's lack of an active aura suppression. For the past year Harry has been actively having to suppress his aura. He feels no need here. Only friends were invited this day," Hermione said with a smile as Harry spotted her and approached.
Albus was shocked. An aura suppression was used to dampen out magical power from others feeling it. Albus had trouble doing it. Yet if he wanted he could make himself seem like a muggle to the senses of other magical beings. The only person that had ever had to actively suppress their aura was rumored to be Merlin in the later years of his life after his power had grown stronger than any magical ever recorded. For Harry to have to actively suppress his aura at such a young age meant that Harry Potter was likely already as powerful if not more powerful than Merlin. It also meant that Harry would probably end up far more powerful than Merlin.
"Hello everyone," Harry greeted.
"Hello Mr. Potter," Minerva greeted while others added their greetings. "Ms. Granger mentioned that you could demonstrate a new mastery of transfiguration that has something to do with Augusta Longbottom looking so young."
"I suppose it doesn't hurt at this point. May I touch you?" Harry asked. "If it helps," Minerva said.
Harry walked up to Minerva and laid his hands on her shoulders. He then began channeling magic into her. The others watched in amazement as the years seemed to melt off of Minerva. She aged in reverse until they were looking at a 25-year old Minerva McGonagall. Harry stepped back and conjured a full length mirror.
"Is this permanent?" Albus asked in wonder.
"It is," Hermione confirmed. "Harry discovered that by studying what the non-magicals knew about aging that he could transfigure at a genetic level."
"Thank you Mr. Potter," Minerva said.
"Harry when we aren't in class," Harry corrected.
"Minerva when not in class then to both of you," Minerva said.
"Who is next?" Harry asked.
In short order everyone had been de-aged to 25 years old. Albus then found himself talking to old friends and acquaintances who had also been de-aged.
"I don't know if I'll ever get used to seeing Albus so young," Lily said as she watched the headmaster talking to old acquaintances.
"I feel the same way about Minerva and Filius," James agreed. "Flitwick looks like he is about to go bouncing off the walls," Sirius noted.
"I can't blame him. He's got his youthful strength and reflexes back. I noticed it just after getting de-aged," Amelia said.
"Harry looks like a king even here," Remus noted.
Everyone in the group that was standing talking knew about Harry's other lives in Westeros and Alagaesia. Harry was mingling with the guests with a power and charisma that was easy to spot. Hermione was on his arm being just as charming and beautiful.
"Merlin could have been king and Harry is just as knowledgeable and poweful," James mused.
"I don't think Harry wants to be a king outside of Westeros. I think Westeros is enough for him," Lily said. "I mean he has already stated he doesn't really intend to rule the people in Alagesia anytime soon. Granted he certainly has a mixture of roles he can be in. King in Westeros, Head Rider in Alaegasia, and the next Merlin here."
"When you put it that way who would want to just keep being a king," Tonks pointed out.
Elsewhere at the party, Harry was talking to Hagrid.
"So, how are you and Madam Maxime doing?" Harry asked.
"Olympe and I are doing good," Hagrid admitted. "I'm not sure how the long distance thing will work. Or the fact that I am younger now."
"Harry will de-age her," Hermione assured. "Thank you," Hagrid said.
"I have a surprise for you Hagrid. I pulled some strings. You are now allowed to practice magic. I also took the opportunity to repair your wand. You'll find it completely intact inside of that umbrella," Harry said.
"I didn't know it could be repaired. Thank you 'Arry," Hagrid said emotionally. "Thank you 'Ermione."
Hagrid sweapt the two up in a hug.
"As far as the long-distance part of your relationship is concerned. Harry and I will install a portral system between Beauxbatons and Hogwarts. It will be warded of course to prevent anyone who means the occupants of the school harm from passing through. Traveling between Hogwarts and Beuxbatons will be as simple as stepping through a door. There can be the free exchange of information and ideas. We're also in talks with Salem Academy of Magic to do the same. We're considering doing it for Durmstrang too. But it will take some further thought on that because of the school's reputation. What happened to Victor being imperiused has complicated the issue," Hermione explained.
"That is wonderful news!" Hagrid said with a grin.
"We also wanted to talk to you about a position working for us," Harry said.
"What sort of position?" Hagrid asked.
"Managing the magical creatures for an entire planet. My planet to be exact," Harry said before going on to explain about Prima.
Hagrid eagerly took up the position of managing the magical wildlife on Prima. Harry wanted to introduce most of the magical creatures on Prima. They wouldn't be breading things like Acromantula. But most other species would end up on Prima. The position came with a very good salary and a home on Prima. All of these things should make Hagrid much more attractive to Olympe Maxime.
"This is fun springing good surprises on our friends," Hermione sent to Harry as they moved on from Hagrid.
"It is," Harry agreed with a grin. It was during a conversation with Filius Flitwick and Minerva McGonagall that a subject came
up that was very important to the couple.
"During your duel with Voldemort," Flitwick began while noticing the shudders of many around them at the name. "You revealed skill far beyond any student your age should be capable of without advanced training. You've obviously been holding back in class. Just what level are you at Mr. Potter?"
"The truth is I have been tutored beyond NEWT level in all Hogwarts disciplines," Harry admitted.
"And can we assume this has been shown to Ms. Granger?" Minerva asked.
"It has," Hermione answered.
"Then you are wasting time by attending Hogwarts," Minerva pointed out.
"But perhaps we can find a better use of your time if you still wish to attend the school," Filius suggested.
"We do. We wish to spend time with our friends and experience Hogwarts life for a little longer yet," Harry said.
"I can understand that desire," Filius mused. "Perhaps you can sit your NEWTs immediately and then start Masters studies. You would just need to choose what disciplines in. Given the fact that you have three years left at the school until your traditional graduation date you could conceivably choose more than one mastery."
"I think we could do one a year. I'd like to start off with transfiguration and charms. Then I would like to finish off with runes," Harry said.
"I think I would like to do the same," Hermione admitted. "But wouldn't we need to take our OWLs before NEWTs?"
"If you passed your NEWTs then you would automatically be awarded your OWLs in those subjects," Minerva explained. "I will arrange for you to take your NEWTs at the end of year with the sevenths years."
Minerva fully intended to pull some strings with the examination board using the name of Harry Potter. In addition to being known as the Boy-Who-Lived, Harry was now commonly being referred to as the Man-Who-Conquered.
"Thank you both very much. We appreciate it," Harry said. Hermione added her own sentiments.
"You are quite welcome Mr. Potter. It is you who we should be thanking. Thank you for what you have done for our world," Filius said.
The party was very enjoyable for all and lasted quite some time.
Harry and Hermione both passed all the NEWT examinations with all Outstandings. Hermione felt a little bad because they used the neural links they had access to which connected them to the cloaked probes following them around. With that advantage recalling every spell, all the theory behind it, and how to perfectly cast it was child's play. She didn't feel bad for long.
The Harion, Captain's Room "Galleon for your thoughts," Hermione said as she played with the hairs on her lover's chest.
The two of them had just finished a round of amazing sex. She felt she had at least another round in her but would need a little while to recover. She found she just couldn't resist Harry when he was naked in their bed.
"I was just thinking life has gotten so amazing here since killing Voldemort. It has opened up so many doors for us. I may not be a king in this universe. But very few people are willing to say no to the Man-Who-Conquered," Harry said.
"I love it when people call you that title," Hermione said with a grin. "And I know what you mean. Life has been pretty great lately."
Hermione as the betrothed of the Man-Who-Conquered had experienced some of the benefits. They had visited the Ministry many times since then. The awards ceremony where Harry had received the Order of Merlin first class was one such occasion. People paid attention and listened to Hermione's thoughts more than they would have before. She had noticed it at the after-party after the ceremony. She realized some of it could have been attempts to curry favor with Harry. Yet some of it was genuine interest. Cornelius Fudge's star was waning in the ministry after the Voldemort situation and Lucius Malfoy had been proven to be a death eater after all. It was already being predicted that Fudge would be removed from office in a vote of no confidence. The likely replacements were being speculated on. There had even been some rumors of Harry becoming the next minister despite his age. If only the people knew his true age.
"Just as long as it doesn't get boring," Hermione said.
"It's never boring with you in my life," Harry replied. "Besides, I have other universes to explore."
"After Alagaesia we have other universes to explore. You aren't doing any exploring without me Mr. Potter," Hermione replied. "But I think we should wait until after we have our children in a few years. I know we are both very hard to kill now. I just don't want any risks that something of us doesn't remain if the worst should happen."
"I like the thought of little ones from us running around," Harry said.
"You just like the thought of making them," Hermione teased. "That isn't the only reason," Harry grinned. "But the making of them is awfully fun."
"Sure," Hermione said with a grin. "Let's get some more practice in. You know how much I like to study whatever I do before taking on the actual task."
Harry rolled between Hermione's legs once more and no more words were needed.
"Not a lot of changes happen in the next little while," Path-Hermione noted.
"You're right," Path-Harry said as they observed the timeline of the universe. "Aristotle just gave me a point we should jump to in the timeline."
Aristotle was similar to the Human Form Replicators that the local Harry made use of. Except Aristotle was a Cat Form Replicator, a CFR. The replicats could look into a timeline of a universe and tell their companion good bits of advice about the future without spoiling the fun of their companion.
"Shall we?" Hermione asked as she held out her hand. "Let's," Harry agreed as he took her hand.
Path-Harry and Path-Hermione traveled forward in the timeline of this universe. When they reappeared in the timeline they found that the major difference was that the Varden's army was closer to the capital of the empire than before. Some fighting had taken place. But other than that, not much else had changed. The Varden was as close to the capital as they would have been if no Harry Potter had ever gotten involved. The major difference was that they had an Eragon who stood a much better chance of defeating Galbatorix, were better provisioned, and were in much better spirits.
Uru'baen
When the Varden came over the ridge that had blocked their view of the capitol of the empire, they saw a slope downwards into a flat plain. The plain was large. In the distance the soldiers could see the mills, farms, and stone estates that led up to the walls of the city. The city was the largest in the empire with stone walls that stood around three hundred feet tall. At regular intervals on these walls were placed catapaults and ballistae.
The structures within the walls were a mixture of human built dwellings and towers of green stone constructed by the elves. A stone shelf at least half a mile wide and more than five hundred feet thick overshadowed much of the city covering it in shadow. The overhang was part
of a large hill that sloped off northeast for miles. Another wall was built on top of this shelf. At the back of the recess beneath the shelf stood Galbatorix's fortress known as the citadel. The citadel looked rather foreboding with the massive gate set in the front. The Varden encampment was set up one mile from the city near a stream that fed the Ramr River. The warriors began constructing defenses.
Harry looked out of the command tent at the city before them, Arya standing by his side. She had always been by his side. It had taken the Varden quite some time to reach this point. When he, Saphira, and Arya had returned from Farthen Dur it had been to find Nasuada had been abducted by Murtagh and Thorn. Jormundur had taken charge of the day to day command of the Varden under the secret guidance of Brom. Brom had first formed the Varden. His experience in commanding it proved vital. Yet they still did not want Brom's continued existence to be known. So, he secretly led the Varden through Jormundur.
"We're so close to our goal," Arya said. "We are," Harry agreed. "Thank you for being with me along this journey." "Of course. It's only right. You are my mate," Arya said. "And I love you."
He met her gaze and saw only genuine love there. It was a far cry from the emotions with which she had held for him for so long. Yet she had finally fallen for him. Now while she was still aloof to many others she was only warmth to him.
"I love you as well," Harry said.
To any others observing them, they wouldn't be able to focus on the intimate moment between the two as Harry kissed Arya. The notice-me-not charm Harry was holding up saw that. The tender moment ended with the couple just holding one another. Harry was on edge. They were just waiting for the elves to arrive so they could attack the city together.
"The knowledge from Umaroth has done you good. You were always calm and mature. Yet you seem even more so now," Arya noted.
"With thousands of years of shared experience from the Eldunari conveyed to me how could I not be?" Harry asked.
"True. Thank you for sharing it with me as well. The Riders and their dragons led such adventurous lives," Arya said. "And the dragons in their Eldunari have had so much time to ponder the workings of the universe. They have shared with us wisdom that even some of the elder members of my race have not learned these things."
"We still have much to discover together," Harry said.
"You do have some tension about you after all," Arya noted. "Come back to our tent and I will help you relieve it."
Arya led him with hips swaying back to their tent.
Smut Scene Lead-In (Warning – Anal Kinkiness Abounds)
"I'm so hot for you right now," Arya panted. "I need you inside of me."
Harry's mouth was exploring Arya from behind. He had been working her up for quite some time by this point. She was ready for him. He kissed his way up her body and took hold of his prick. He slipped his tip briefly into her folds just for lubrication. Then he guided the tip up between her cheeks until it found the entrance to her only remaining virginity. She turned her head and met his gaze, imploring him to fill her. He slowly pressed his hips forward.
Begin Smut Scene (Warning All Anal)
Arya moaned deeply as she felt her butthole being stretched around her lover's shaft. The tip of his prick felt incredibly large as she was forced to stretch around it. Then she felt him pop inside of her. The head was in. She had her hand between her legs playing with her clit which was leaking heavily from the licking her lover had just given her. She felt his manhood slowly press into her bowels forcing her innards to expand around him. It wasn't painful, just different. His magic saw to that. It just kept coming inside of her until she was sure she couldn't take anymore. Then she felt his groin press against the cheeks of her bottom. She looked back at him over her shoulder and saw a look of pure lust in his eyes as he stared down at their connection. His eyes came up and met her gaze. Then his mind joined with hers. She felt what he felt. Having her ass wrapped around his cock felt incredible to him. She understood why he enjoyed it so much. Then he started moving.
Harry groaned deeply as the feeling of Arya's snug guts sliding along the length of his prick reached his brain. Her insides squeezed and pulled at his shaft. The sight of her but impaled on his thick tool was incredibly hot. He gripped her hips tightly as he knelt behind her and developed a steady slow pace. He withdrew his shaft to just the tip still within her butt. Then he would reverse direction thrusting forward to burry his thick prick back into her rectum. Her skin was flawless, her mouth twisted in an expression of pleasure, her pussy dripping her arousal. Arya was all lean muscle and feminine curves. She was a vision of absolute beauty. And she was willingly submitting herself to him to have her butt fucked. The thought alone was almost too much for Harry.
Arya groaned approvingly as she felt her lover settle into the nice slow pace of buggering her. She could tell he wanted this to last so that he could savor her ass and truly enjoy the experience. She wanted him to have that. She was getting just as much pleasure as him because of being able to experience what he was experiencing. It fascinated her how fantastic her guts felt wrapped around his tool. Arya closed her eyes and focused on what he was seeing and feeling. When he looked at her the surge of lust he felt was almost enough to undo him. Her man found her supremely beautiful and desirable. Seeing her, an elven princess, impaled upon his dick in
such a taboo fashion caused him to feel immeasurable pride and desire. She encouraged that feeling. She had chosen him. She had chosen him to fill her with his seed and plumb her depths with his wonderful manhood. The lewd slap-slap-slap of flesh meeting flesh filled her ears as he rode her. The quiet moans and groans of pleasure he let out pleased her to no end and sent a surge of pleasure through her pussy each time she heard them. She stopped playing with her pussy. She no longer needed to. She found she was getting enough stimulation from his dick alone.
Arya sensed his desire the moment she had it. She leaned her upper body back against him, pressing her back against his chest. His hands came up and cupped her breasts. Their mouths found one another. They kissed and she sucked on his tongue as he continued to pump his prick to and from her ass. She wasn't sure where he got the view, assuming it was some spell. But they could both suddenly see themselves from multiple angles around them. She saw them from behind and underneath. She watched up close and personal as his magically lubricated cock burrowed into her ass which looked impossibly stretched. Then when he drew back her asshole clung to his length. If it wasn't for magic she was sure she would be in discomfort at the very least. But due to the magic all she felt was pleasure.
"Spearing your backside with my cock feels amazing," Harry whispered into Arya's ear just before his lips closed over the pointed tip.
"Yesss," Arya hissed. Her elven ears were incredibly sensitive. "Fuck me. My bottom is yours. Fill me. Be inside of me. I am yours."
They stayed locked like that for some time with her pressed fully against his front. But then she eventually fell back onto her hands and knees. She felt as his prick became incrementally more sensitive. Where before the sliding of her flesh along his prick would not have provided nearly as much sensation, each tiny movement of her skin against his sent a surge of pleasure through his shaft. He was getting closer and closer to climax. Arya looked over her shoulder at him and began driving her hips backwards driving her ass back onto his shaft each time he thrust forward. She was no longer just a passive participant taking it. She was actively making sure his thick sausage slid between her buns into her back door.
"I can feel you getting close to release," Arya said. "Do it inside of me. Fill me with your creamy seed." Arya could sense how much her encouragement heightened the experience for her lover. She could feel his shaft twitching inside of her, swelling each time he heard something he liked from her mouth. She sent him mental images of them continuing to fuck with his dick buried in her backside in various positions.
"I'm going to cum. You were made to be wrapped around my dick," Harry whispered urgently into her ear. "You were meant to take my dick."
Arya didn't know how long she and her lover had been joined. But she knew she couldn't get enough of it. They were driving together now with more force than a human could generate.
She felt his prick swelling within her. Each thrust of his shaft into her guts sent a surge of pleasure through his sensitive dickhead. It was a struggle for him to not let go and climax.
"Let go," Arya urged. "I want it."
She felt his release begin. He held his rectal muscles relaxed as long as possible as it felt like the tip of his dick was coming undone inside of her. He thrust violently into her butt one final time before burying himself as deeply as he could go inside of her. She felt ecstasy surge through his penis as quickly as bolts of lightning. She felt his seed expelling from his dick painting the insides of her bowels. She felt her own orgasm trigger. Her pussy surged and spasmed spraying out her feminine nectar between her thighs. Her own ecstasy surged between her pussy and skewered backside. The sensation of his guts clenching and relaxing alternatively in time with her orgasm enhanced what he was feeling. To him it felt like her guts were trying to milk his release. She felt his toes curl at the intensity of his ecstasy. They both moaned, groaned, and cried out as they spent themselves in one another. Arya had never had a release go on this long. She thought she would pass out from the intensity.
Gradually their orgasm began to subside. They rolled onto their left sides with him pulling her close. His dick grew semi-soft but never left her backside.
"That was wonderful," Arya said as she turned her head and kissed him. "It was," Harry sent mentally while enjoying the kissing and cuddling. End Smut Scene