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Chapter 37 - The Heroes Return...to the Infirmary.

Dinner in the Great Hall was subdued. Darla was returned by Fawkes 3 days ago. All she could say is a young man attacked her, and she remembered nothing until she awoke in a dark cave. A gigantic snake, recently killed was also present. Harry and Hermione were sleeping on the ground. They were embracing while he was in his Quidditch uniform, bloody from the snake…and she was bare. Darla was unable to awaken either of them. Shortly, a fire-bird grabbed her and she appeared in Dumbledore's office. After telling him what happened, and her parents, she was returned to the student body. Naturally, all the students knew the story by next meal…especially the part about Harry killing a giant snake…and Hermione bare.

No one had any idea how to get into the chamber. Everyone now knew it was entered from the 2nd floor girl's bathroom, but nobody could find the entrance. Especially one large enough for a giant snake. Things had quieted down, somewhat, though Andy had been at the school yelling at Dumbledore more than once. She also had very little complimentary to say about the Aurors, and they tended to avoid her if possible. The aurors were still present, as no one could be sure things were resolved, or not.

Suddenly, right in the middle of pudding, there was a ball of fire and Harry and Hermione are there, exactly as Darla described. Fawkes flew away with what sounded like laughter. As they appeared, Hermione was obviously in the middle of a yell "-it, I'm bare!" She looked around and cursed, "Morgana's saggy tits! You did this on purpose you demented chicken!" she yelled at Fawkes, who circled back around and lashed her bottom with his tail getting an "Ouch!" from her, before he flamed away. 

Hermione pulled herself out of Harry's embrace, rubbing her newly lashed bottom which was starting to bleed from the lash marks. She stomped over to Hufflepuff, her bare feet slapping the stone. Many of the older boys and girls noted that Hermione had definitely completed her second maturation. Those tits and that arse, were a child's no longer. There would be some wanking that night, while dreaming about her stomping up to them bare to suck them off, male or female. 

As she arrived at Hufflepuff, she ordered, "ROBE!" holding out her hand imperiously.

Susan jumped up and removed her robe leaving herself in her school uniform. She then handed the robe to Hermione, who nodded "Thanks, Susan. It's a bit cold in here for no clothes." As she was putting on Susan's robe, Sweety arrived with Hermione's slippers and handed them to her. Hermione took the slippers and half-curtseyed to Master Snape, before quickly putting them on. The stone floor was cold and hard!

As Hermione, now warmer and less visible, walked back to Harry, Dumbledore said, "Perhaps we should adjourn to my office to discuss what happened to you."

Harry shook his head no and growled out, "No. We will discuss it here! No secrets! No deceptions! Like how VOLDEMORT could get control of Darla Diggory." There was a scream at the name. Harry then sneered, "It's a stupid made up anagram. His name is Tom Morvolo Riddle. A mud-blood Slytherin familiar to Dumbledore. He taught him!"

Nott stood up, "You dare use that word, when your mother was one?"

Harry snorted and replied with a sneer, "My mother was a first-gen, you inbred cretin, they are gifts from Beloved Hekate. Riddle was the son of a witch and a muggle! A true MUD-BLOOD!" he roared out. There were gasps throughout the hall.

"Don't believe me?" Harry asked, "Look it up! Dumbledore gave him a special award for services to the school! Evidently Riddle turned-in Hagrid for releasing the Slytherin monster and was rewarded for it. Yes, I see some of you actually are able to think. Riddle released the Basilisk, which killed Myrtle Malone and blamed Hagrid. Dumbledore let Hagrid take the blame!"

Dumbledore abruptly stood up, not liking the way this conversation was going. He commanded, "That is enough Heir Black! We will discuss this further in my office!"

Harry yelled with a near roar, "No we will NOT! I expect my guardian here before I go anywhere near YOU! I will not talk to you without aurors, my family guardian, my family litigator, my Head of house, and my Master present! I DON'T TRUST YOU! There was no way you could not be aware there was a 20-meter basilisk roaming these halls. It isn't possible! Fortunately, I killed it! I will also be discussing harvest rights with the goblins. I claim Rite of the KILL!"

Hermione glanced at Harry, and called out "MIPSY!"

Mipsy popped in and with a curtsey, "Young master's Hermy Grangy calls Mipsy?"

Hermione said forcefully, "Thank you, Mipsy. Notify Andromeda Tonks and Lord Black we have returned and that we need them with the family litigator, and a goblin harvest negotiator for a basilisk. Go now." She immediately popped away.

Hermione then turned to Harry and took his hand. She then turned back to Dumbledore, but spoke loud enough to be heard around the room, "We are going to the infirmary. We will be examined, treated as necessary, and cleaned up. We will get into clean warm clothes, and eat since we haven't eaten in days. This will be done, before we will talk with anyone besides Master Healer Pomfrey. Come, My Lord!" and she let go of his hand and put out her arm, which Harry took and they walked out of the Hall without a backwards glance.

 

Harry and Hermione arrived at the infirmary and called out for Master Pomfrey. She came out of her office, "Merlin what happened?" coming over to them.

Harry growled, "Stay back! We have basilisk blood on us, and possibly venom among other things. We need to get off these clothes and get cleaned up. We were asleep down there, and we think we underwent our maturations. Either way, we feel fine so can survive a shower or two before you get near us! We have told the professors we will not speak to them until our guardians arrive. Please keep them out."

Master Pomfrey replied, "Well, I'm not sure, and look how you have both changed! Such upheaval. Anyway, Hermione knows where the shower is." As Hermione lead Harry over to the shower, and stripped off, while helping him remove his clothes. "What are the two of you doing?" She exclaimed.

Hermione replied with a glance at Pomfrey, "Helping my Lord prepare for his shower. We are betrothed and Bonded. The only reason he isn't regularly inside me yet is our 14th birthdays…and being prior to 2nd maturation. There is nothing improper here, so calm yourself down, madam. I suggest you keep any uninjured, or nonmedical from this hall…that is your job until we are clean and safe enough for you to examine. They have no right to invade our privacy!"

Pomfrey walked away muttering, "I never! That girl is in need of a good paddling! Talking to a healer in her own hall that way."

Once Hermione was bare, Harry swatted her bottom. "Ouch! Harrrry." She whined.

"She was right, that was excessive. I appreciate your protection, but she is my Master, and due respect Hermione." Hermione nodded in agreement.

She called out, "I'm sorry Master Healer Pomfrey, you do not deserve my ire." 

Pomfrey looked up and with a frown but gave a curt nod before returning to her work. As Harry was finishing getting completely undressed, he growled out, "SWEETY, come here!"

Sweety appeared wringing her hands, "Master's student calls Sweety? Please have a reason or Master will punish you!"

Harry calmly stated, "It's OK sweety. I just want you to warn the elves that these clothes have Basilisk blood and venom on them…plus anything else from the chamber. Please be careful! When Darla was brought from the chamber, she also may have had bad stuff on her. I don't want any Elves hurt!"

"Thank you for caring about Elves. We will be fine. The clothes will be like new and returned to you." And she popped away with all their clothes.

 

Harry then joined Hermione in the shower. Hermione was especially enjoying getting warm again, and the feel of Harry's body under her hands. Harry moaned in pleasure at her touch, but said "We need to thoroughly wash each other top to bottom, hair too." Hermione has a look in her eyes, and as she starts lowering herself, Harry pulled her back up, "No. the blood was everywhere. We are going to wash multiple times before either of us licks or swallows anything on each other's bodies." Hermione looks hurt for a moment, and Harry grabs her head looking in Hermione's eyes, and says with a deep and dangerous growl, "I want your mouth around my dick almost as much as I want to bury my tongue in your pussy…and arse…but it's not happening until we are completely clean. No kissing either. Get scrubbing, miss."

Harry and Hermione scrubbed each other, and Hermione taught Harry how to wash long hair since she expected they will share showers occasionally. They went through the ritual of shampooing and washing their bodies head to toe, each scrubbing the other's back…and other areas they should be able to reach themselves. The two then dry off with fluffy towels including toweling their hair mostly dry, then drop the towels on the ground and enter the shower to do it all over again. Harry demanded they completely shower three times, also thoroughly washing their hair before he is willing to say they are safe. He is unwilling to take any chances with his mate.

Hermione joked, "Washing my hair three times with the medical shampoo down here is going to have me a frizzy mess again." Harry answered, "You can never be anything but beautiful. I heard you fighting for our future children when I was going down. Any damage you suffered to your looks in defense of our future children, just makes you more beautiful to me." Hermione had tears in her eyes, looking into his with adoration.

Master Pomfrey had locked down the infirmary activating the quarantine wards. She would be able to hear people trying to enter, but they could not enter, unless Medi-staff themselves. Pomfrey approached the two after their ritual of repeat washing, 'A good idea, that.' She thought. Harry had a scientific, no-nonsense way of thinking that was making his training fun. He was going to be an excellent healer, especially being a Snape trained Potioner. She stops on hearing their conversation, and teared up. 'Drat that boy! Now I have to get in there before she swallows his dick! I sure would try!' At Hermione's laugh, Pomphrey makes herself known.

 

"OK you two, I need you both on beds so I can examine you. I warn you; I'm doing deep scans so they will feel very invasive." Harry groaned.

Hermione looked at Harry, and he explained himself, "One of the first things Master Pomphrey has done, is have me experience all of the scans, and most of the treatments myself so I can empathize with my patients…unless it is dangerous. A deep scan is not fun. Among other experiences, you will feel the magic penetrate you in each of your orifices…and not especially gently."

As Hermione was walking forward, slightly in front of Harry, she snarked, "I doubt as invasive as your tongue was, making sure no other male had me!" SMACK! "Ouch! Harrry" she whined again. Harry said nothing, but grinned at her...enjoying the twitch of her arse, walking in front of him, with his two hand prints on it. He frowned at the long cut still seeping from Fawkes tail. Damn Fawkes' tail was like a whip! Pomfrey just shook her head. Oh, to have a strong man in her life again…bitter-sweet memories.

As he walked back to the bed, Harry snagged a bottle of Dittany, and a strong disinfectant. Harry ordered, "Lie on your belly Hermione, I need to treat that overgrown turkey's chastisement. Fawkes cut you with that whip-like tail of his." Hermione lay on her belly, "This will sting. Don't move." He then rubbed the disinfectant into the cut and it bubbled while Hermione hissed at the sting. She didn't move however. "OK that was the painful part, the next will make the pain go away and close the wound. You are doing great." Harry immediately ran a line of dittany along the cut. Fawkes was not gentle and made a long, fairly deep gash across both buttocks. He watched it heal closed, then pulled out some balm and massaged it into the surrounding tissues until her bottom was unblemished, also removing his previous spank mark…can't have that. SPANK! "All done!" as Hermione squealed yelling "Harry!"

Pomfrey laughed, "Except for the rather inappropriate ending to your exam and treatment, Harry, nicely done. Your training is coming along well. Now that you have completed your second maturation, we can teach you those advanced healing spells you didn't have the control and power to accomplish."

Harry sighed, "It will be nice to be good at something besides fighting and killing."

Hermione spun and sat up growling while she grabbed Harry's face with both hands, "You listen to me buster! I don't want to ever hear that nonsense again! Maybe it's time you felt my brush! You, Harry are a fantastic and brilliant teacher! There are so many things in which you excel. Please don't let Dumbledore lead you to believe you are just a weapon. Do you think Master Snape would train a weapon? I don't!" Hermione then looked in Harry's eyes sternly until she melted and reached forward to kiss him.

Pomfrey yelled, "Stop! No kissing until you have been scanned!" and Harry gently held her away, while caressing her cheek.

There was some noise from the entrance. Pomfrey went and asked "Is anybody injured?...Then go away! Quarantine is activated!" She came back shaking her head, mumbling "Dumbledore…"

On reaching the exam beds, she commanded, "All right! Hermione, turn over! Harry, get in bed! Time to get this done!" and Pomphrey started an extensive deep scan on Hermione, who groaned. "Breathe through it, Hermione. Calm your magic. Yes, this feels quite invasive, much more than someone penetrating you. No, you will still test as a virgin despite the thoroughness of this exam. There you go, Hermione. Good job, just keep your magic calm, stay relaxed, and it will hurt less." Pomfrey started with her head, and slowly scaned down her. She was gentle and thorough, examining Hermione's genitals, knowing she was a prisoner for a time. 'Good, no signs of forced entry, and she isn't pregnant, though her potion is deactivated.' she said to herself.

'Why would that be?' Pomfrey thought to herself. Time to examine her magic…"Hermione, you said you were unconscious yes? Do you know what caused it?"

 

Hermione, breathing through the exam which was still very uncomfortable, if not outright painful, "No. (groan) I don't. Harry fell (Ouch) unconscious and I tried to calm (Oh, ouch) his magic. Mine got caught up in his being wild (Aaah!)

Master Pomfrey consoled her while scanning "Sorry, keep breathing, you are doing great Hermione. You were saying."

Hermione continued while bearing the intrusion, "Yes, (Ooh, that hurts!) Harrys magic went wild and he was falling unconscious. I (gasp, Oh!) tried to stop it with my magic. I got caught up (yikes! there too?) That's…all I remember until I woke up."

Pomfrey concluded the exam to a sigh of relief from Hermione. 'That was not enjoyable,' thought Hermione. She really hoped she enjoyed Harry penetrating her more that that!

Pomfrey gave her an empathic and knowing look, and said quietly "That's why I hate to do that scan on virgins. It can scare them. Yes, when your wizard takes you, if he knows what he's doing" glancing at Harry, "it will feel much better…I promise." Hermione looked in her eyes and saw the truth of it. She then nodded acceptance.

"All good news!" Pomfrey exclaimed, "You were not molested, or penetrated at all. No one has been there before me just now. I don't count by magic or physical exam, by the way. You were just hit with a powerful stunner. No potions were given in preparation for a core stealing ritual, or any others. Your potion is deactivated, so we will be redosing you. You haven't eaten for 3 days, which would indicate you were asleep that long, so will also get a nutrient potion set. You have finished your 2nd maturation, likely due to your ILL-ADVISED attempt to use your magic to help Harry. Fortunately, the upheaval caused no damage other than maturing you 5 months early. Oh, you are now rated a burgeoning low-level Magus incidentally. Your 3rd maturation will make it either more, or less likely. There is no guarantee until you undergo a 4th maturation making you a Magus…or you don't. There hasn't been a witch Magus in Britain for 60 years, so here's hoping. The last one was HEDWIG Fromm" Glancing at Harry knowing how he named his Owl, and grinning. To which Hermione also grinned.

Pomfrey continued, "OK Harry. Your turn. Remember to breathe, it will be quite invasive, more than the previous exams. Again, no signs or history of any previous trauma. I know you don't have control, stay calm, control your magic and breathe deeply. You have also undergone your 2nd maturation. This can't be right…basilisk venom?! Wow, you have basilisk venom…and phoenix tears racing through your blood, body and magic. It has boosted you significantly. You were already rated low-level Magus in power after your 2nd maturation. Your potential is now Merlin class. You are a burgeoning ArcMagus, Harry. There hasn't been one, since, well Merlin. No, I have no idea what it means."

Harry suddenly very concerned, "You said I have venom in my blood, body, and magic. What does that mean for my relationship with Hermione. I don't want to hurt her."

"Only one way to be sure, we need to collect all your secretions, fluids, and excretions to determine if they are in anyway dangerous. Do you want me to do this? It won't be fun."

Harry glanced at Hermione, "Do it!" Pomfrey first cuts him taking a blood sample and healing the cut. She then cast some spells on Harry and he suddenly felt very sick. He started sweating, dripping saliva, tearing, coughing up phlegm, vomiting, as well as urinating and defecating. Pomphrey took samples and cleaned up the mess chasing him back into the shower. She then looked at Hermione saying, "I need one more fluid" handing her a tube and motioning for her to follow Harry.

Hermione blushed, and smirked, "I will see what I can do." 

Pomfrey said, "Not oral, we don't know if it is dangerous. Use your hands only." And jerked her head at the shower.

 

Hermione entered the shower, Harry looked at her, "That was not fun."

Hermione holding up a tube, "This will be." 

Harry groaned rolling his eyes, "I was wondering if she was considering that, I'm glad I didn't have to bring it up. I don't want your mo-"

Hermione interrupted him, "Shush, we already discussed it. No oral until we know your seed is safe." Hands only, and she got on her knees taking a handful of soap and giving him the hand-job of his life. He preferred her mouth, but this was very nice too. 

He soon, was bellowing out "Mine!" as he shot a large load which she caught in the tube, and capped it. By the amount, he hadn't had a release in, at least, 3 days. She then helped Harry finish washing, and he in turn rewashed her lower regions which had responded to him. She asked how he knew, and he smirked, pointing to his nose. Hermione just groaned, and he said "Indeed."

They toweled off again, and Hermione passed the tube to Pomphrey. "When will we know Harry is safe to be with others?"

Pomfrey looked to the side just as Master Snape came striding in. He was in Medical Professional mode as Snape, like many Potion Masters was a journeyman Healer, Potion class and completely ignored the state of two of his apprentices. Snape went over to Pomfrey, who handed him a rack with all the samples and explains the concerns.

Snapes raised his eyebrows, "An interesting challenge. I will handle this personally. I won't dawdle." Looking into the eyes of the two, "I understand what is at stake here." Just as he is ready to leave, he paused, "Give me a blood sample for Hermione too. I can check for any allergic reactions, cross-reactivity, or genetic/magic incompatibility while I'm at it." 

Pomfrey snorts, and nods as that is a good idea, and gets the additional sample from Hermione, placing it in the rack, all properly labeled. Harry and Hermione bow and curtsey as Snape turned to leave, and he gave them a curt nod before striding out. After he left, Hermione groused, "I think I have curtsied more to that man with my pussy on view, than clothed."

Harry then groaned, "It is gratifying to see your fears, well and truly defeated. If nothing else, he knows you maintain proper hygiene."

"Ha, Ha my Lord." Hermione said, before reaching for her clothes to finally get dressed.

Harry as they are getting ready to leave, said to Pomfrey "My mother is Master Healer Tonks as you know. If you are uncomfortable destroying all the records about me, just give them to her for storage. The headmaster can't raid her medical record's storage the way he can get at yours. In fact, I would appreciate you transferring all of Hermione's and my medical records to her. This will protect you too."

Pomfrey was obviously upset, but after a moment grudgingly agreed. She went into the back room and pulled out an extensive, and thick file, not looking in Harry's eyes as he raised an eyebrow. She just slapped them into his hands and walked away, saying "I will ask if you gave them to her, don't fail me."

"Yes Master Pomfrey." Harry replied seriously.

They finish getting dressed knowing the day, despite the late hour had just started. All the players have arrived and the curtain was about to rise.

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