13 Dumped and Screwed... Blast ended.
Hermione chuckled and pecked my lips again, "You could warn him that you will fire him if your name comes out of the goblet of fire, love."
Hmm, tempting, but that will make my name come out of that goblet a certainty. Barty would not miss that opportunity, two for the price of one.
I pecked her lips and said, "Make that two, honey, we kick Albus and Moody out if that happens. Albus for organizing this monstrosity, and Moody because he dared to come to Hogwarts with that X-ray eye."
Hermione pecked my lips and asked, "Did you manage to get Ron out of his bed, Harry?"
I pecked her lips and answered, "With a glass of cold water, I did. He went right back in it, though."
Hermione pecked my lips and asked, "Will that stop him from wanting to enter his name in that goblet?"
I pecked her lips and answered, "We warned him enough. If he wants to be a champion, he can take my spot."
Hermione pecked my lips, pecked them again, her third peck changed into a snog, and we forgot all about Ron Weasley. We were silent, though. There is no need to let that old fart listen to our lovemaking.
Xxxxx
Ron's temper did not improve when Lavender and Parvati told him to chew with his mouth closed. He exploded, "I have had enough! First, it is Potter who was nagging my ears off. Now the two of you are bitching at me the whole time. You are not my Mum, why can't you leave me alone and let me eat in peace?"
Lavender frowned, got angry, and snapped back, "Because watching you eat is making us want to throw up, Ron! Did you never wonder why nobody wants to sit in front of you? It is basic manners to eat with your mouth closed, Ron. People teach that to their children when they are three years old, while you are spraying your food all over the table at thirteen, Ron!"
Parvati shook her head, "Last term, we spent two weeks of our free time on you, Ron. You forgot all about it in two months. You are back to eating like a starving pig. I wonder why we keep on trying. Maybe we should do as you say and let your mother worry about it."
Lavender observed the twins for a bit, then she looked at how Ginny ate, and said, "That is strange, the twins have decent table manners, and Ginny is eating like a proper girl. What happened with him?" She sighed, "Well, he won't hear me bitching about it anymore. Parvati, why don't we go and bitch at Neville? He is a nice guy."
Parvati nodded while she checked Neville out, "That was exactly what I was thinking, Lavender. He is friendlier and has decent table manners. His fashion sense is lacking, though. But that is a flaw all boys have."
Lavender smiled brightly while she stood up and sat down next to Neville, "That is why they need us girls for, Parvati!"
Ron looked up from his plate and said with his mouth full, "Huh?"
Dean Thomas patted his back, "You just got dumped, mate. Harry was right this morning. Being Potter's funny sidekick won't last for much longer. I doubt you will get a girlfriend this year, mate. Not after how you lashed out at them in the Great Hall in front of everyone."
Hermione and I sat across from the twins and watched the train wreck named Ron Weasley crash and burn. I mentally shrugged and focused on one of the twins. I gave up long ago to guess his name and said, "Now that Quidditch is out, why don't we train a B team? I bet Ginny would be a great replacement for Angelina or Alicia when they graduate, she could be a Seeker too. We need a keeper, filling Wood's place will be hard."
One of the twins asked, "Why don't you arrange a second team?"
Hermione giggled, "Because if Harry proposes that idea to Madam Hooch or Professor McGonagall, it would be shot down in a second. At the moment, Harry is their most disliked Quidditch player at Hogwarts."
The other twin asked, "What did you do, Harrikins?"
I smiled at the memory while I explained, "Last Christmas, my Godfather gave me a Firebolt. McGonagall confiscated it and checked it out for traps or sabotage, aided by Professor Flitwick and Madam Hooch. They took it apart and examined every twig. When I visited Quality Quidditch Supplies after getting off the train, I explained what happened to it, then I asked them to check my Firebolt. They are teachers, not broom specialists."
I grinned evilly, "The boss of the Firebolt company was not happy when he found out about it. He yelled at McGonagall for at least fifteen minutes through the Floo and said that if there was one strange spell on that broom, they would have to pay for a new one or meet him in the courtroom. I have two Firebolts now, courtesy of McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, and Madam Hooch."
One of the twins whistled, "Harrikins, you can kiss being team captain goodbye, I bet even Prefect is out of range. That must have cut deep in their pockets."
I shrugged, "They should have sent it to the manufacturers instead of tampering with it by themselves. Madam Hooch should have known better."
The other twin said, "We let Angelina set the second team up."
Xxxxx
My timetable? It has Divination on it, again. I said out loud, "Deputy Headmistress, this is the fourth time you are trying to force Divination onto me. You should let yourself be checked out for memory loss. I have also reminded you two times to read the rule book, Deputy Headmistress."
I shook my head, "Don't look at our food or drinks, Deputy Headmistress. I visited the kitchen this morning and forbade the elves from putting potions in the students' food or drinks from now on. ANY POTION, Deputy Headmistress. That includes the loyalty potions that the old fart had ready for my fiancées and me. Tell him that he is one step away from unemployment, Deputy Headmistress. And if he keeps up with his tricks, then he won't last till Samhain."
I said to Hermione, "It is sad that she knows about the potions and seems to think it is normal to drug us. Having a normal year is not possible for me."
Hermione patted my arm, "Give them time to realize we are not mindless puppets anymore, or that they can get away with murder."
I said to the twins, "That goes for both of you, too. No more potions in our food or drinks. No matter who orders it. I showed the Hogwarts rulebook to The Hoggy, the Head Elf. It is a core law from the Founders. The student who needs to take a potion has to do that at the table, knowing what potion he is taking."
One of them groaned, "You ruined half of our fun, Harrikins."
I shrugged, "What about if I allow the elves to put potions in your food? The Hoggy showed me the potion meant for dinner. Nasty stuff, I let The Hoggy take it to the DMLE with a note from me."
I commented, "Pranks aren't pranks anymore when it gets you in the hospital wing, guys. I bet they won't buy a thing in your shop in the future. I wouldn't."
Xxxxx
First lesson: Hagrid and his screwts. Proudly, Hagrid presented the boxes with the screwt babies. "Come around, four students at each cage. They came out yesterday, and I don't know yet what they eat. I prepared several types of food. Try to find out what they like."
Now, where is "wait until I tell my Father" when you need him? Ah, at the back, keeping a low profile. I asked, "Professor, what are they? What species?"
Hagrid answered while looking fondly at his screwts, who are blasting their ends, "These are something I put together, a mix of a Manticore and a Fire Crab, Harry."
I asked to be sure, "You cross-bred a Manticore and a Fire Crab? Professor? How in Merlin's name did you manage that?"
Hagrid chuckled, "With a lot of patience, Harry. It was a lot of work."
I nodded sagely, "I am going to try that too. How about I'll try mixing a Dragon with a Nundu. That should be fun. Or, I let a Giant mate with a Dragon. Giants with huge wings, that would be a sight to see. Hagrid? Did you ever try to shag with a centaur? No! You should! You could try fucking with a Dementor, Hagrid, because that is where you are heading. You illegally crossbred Class Five creatures and are exposing students to them. How many years will they give you, Hagrid? Dumbledore won't save you."
When the message slowly seeped in, I told him, "Look around, Professor Hagrid, a lot of your students don't like you. Destroy those things right here and right now, Professor Hagrid, or I will call the DMLE myself. This class is caring for magical creatures, not for creating them. You should teach us about the dangers and ethics of doing experiments on animals, not doing them yourself."
There is no way I am going to face those nightmares at the third task. Those Acromantula also have to go. Aragog and his kids are carved in my memory. I have to make a stand here. If I allow Hagrid to breed whatever he wants, then he will be the one cross-breeding a dragon with a Nundu in a couple of years.
When Hagrid didn't move, I asked calmly, "Do you remember Azkaban, Professor Hagrid? Are you so eager to go back there? Don't count on me to protect you. I found out that you were one of them who dropped me off on my Aunt's doorstep and left me in that hellhole. You, Dumbledore, and McGonagall made my life miserable."
After Hagrid killed the last one, he said with tears in his eyes, "Class dismissed."
Xxxxx
Tracey held my arm when we walked back, "I am glad we didn't have to raise those horrible things, Harry. Thank you."
Hermione looked sad, "It pains me to say it, but those creatures were dangerous. If they grew up, they would be at least ten feet long. Hagrid is a nice man, but he doesn't have a grain of common sense. You did the right thing, Harry."
Tracey giggled, "Harry gave us all a nasty mental picture of Hagrid shagging a Centaur. I hope the centaurs didn't hear you suggesting it, Harry."
Tracey changed the subject, "Vectra laid down the new rules last night, or I'd better say the old rules. She was quoting the rulebook. House unity is supposed to be loyal to your family and friends, no matter where you sleep. She quoted several rules that promoted friendships with students from other houses. It helps that the fathers of the worst ones are arrested, and their moms told them to keep their heads down. Although I wonder how long the Ferret will keep his big mouth shut."
Tracey held my arm tighter and said, "Hermione, we will meet you in the library, in… about twenty minutes. Come, Harry, I have something to tell you."
We went to a dead-end hallway and entered an old classroom. When I closed the door and locked it, I had to stop Tracey. "Hold it, honey, freeze the paintings first. They tattle to Dumbledore. I already told The Hoggy that House elves are forbidden to spy on Lords of the Four Founders."
Tracey got a mad look in her eyes and turned to the three paintings in the room, "You have five seconds to scram, then I will burn these paintings with everything in them! Five, Four, Three, Two, One!"
She actually did it! Tracey burned the three paintings to a crisp, and vanished the ashes. "That will send a message to that old goat. Get here, Potter! I need a snog, real bad."
I love school! Copping a feel on boobs, groping butt cheeks, feeling a hand on my pants, right where my Dude is standing tall… and no parents to disturb us! When we parted, Tracey sighed, "Morgana, I needed this! My parents were driving me crazy."
I patted her back, "You and me both, Tracey. Part… a huge part is my fault, but I blame the dog. Sirius poked the fire just to have a laugh. If not for him, I could have talked the age limit down to fifteen. Your mothers were OK with it, but Sirius kept on nagging at your Fathers."
I told Tracey, "That mangy dog suggested putting alert wards for girls being in my quarters after curfew. He had fun cock-blocking me, just because he was a virgin until he was sixteen."
Tracey hugged me, "That is why we are going to research wards in the RoR, Harry. Besides, they can not take those weekends in the RoR away from us. Hmm, time is up. We'd better go."
Xxxxx
At lunch, we sat at the Puff table. Tracey told everyone how I forced Hagrid to kill his illegally bred creatures, and shared the mental picture of Hagrid shagging a Centaur with the rest of the table.
She giggled, "He has the right size for it, normal humans need a step or chair to stand on, but Hagrid can go right in."
She sighed contentedly when she noticed the girls' disgusted faces. "Ah, sharing that mental picture reduced the scars on my brain."
Susan glared at her, "Prepare for a spanking this evening, Tracey! That was not nice of you." She turned to me and said, "Thank you for getting rid of those things, Harry. A cross between a Manticore and a Fire Crab will be a nightmare when they grow up."
I smiled, "I guess I did the three Champions a favor. There is no doubt they would have been used in one of the tasks."
Daphne sighed, "Double potions on the first day. I bet losing the position of head of House Slytherin will make him take it out on us."
Hermione shook her head, "No, Neville will get the brunt of his wrath. Harry can kick him out of Hogwarts if he moves on one of us. Ron will get some too."
Xxxxx
Hermione can predict the future! Snape cooled his anger on Neville, and when he saw Ron keeping his distance from me, he divided his attention between those poor sods. At the end of the lesson, I held back Hermione, Tracey, and Daphne. It is time I put a muzzle on that bat.
I called out, "Can I have The Hoggy in here, please?"
The Hoggy, AKA the Head Elf of Hogwarts, popped into the classroom and asked, "What can The Hoggy do for Lord Slyhty?"
I pointed at Snape, "I am about to have a conversation with Professor Snape. If Professor Snape casts a spell or uses any Magic or potion on us, then you go to Madam Bones, the Head of the DMLE, and say I lift the sanctuary of Professor Snape and give her permission to arrest him, like she asked Dumbledore for. Get two more elves in here to observe, please."
The Hoggy snapped his fingers, and two more elves popped in, "We be ready, Lord Slythy."
I turned to Snape and asked, "Did you hear all that? Good. Keep silent while I speak. It is time that I set some basic rules for you, Professor Snape. But first, let me tell you a short story. Last term, I got exposed to Dementors who let me relive my most terrifying memories. One of them was the night my parents got killed. And guess what, Snape? You were in those memories!"
Shocked faces, gasps from the wife and Fiancées, and Snape paled. I nodded, "That got me thinking, Snape. Our house was under a Fidelius, and Pettigrew was the secret keeper. And yet, you were there before Sirius arrived. Another worrying fact was that you hugged my dead Mother, and ignored me, who was bleeding from a head wound. Then I remembered that Tom Riddle said to my Mother to step aside. That means he was there to kill me, not my mother."
I continued my hypothesis, "Moments before you arrived, Pettigrew came in and grabbed Tom's wand. He turned into a rat when he heard you come upstairs and ran away when you came into the room. Here is what puzzled me, Snape. Why were you there, moments after Tom got destroyed? Why were you hugging my dead mother and ignoring me? Who told you where we lived? Who told you the secret of the Fidelius? I am certain that these are the questions Madam Bones will ask you, Snape."
I shook my head, "No, I am not that curious about an obsessed maniac who was perving on my mother. I can tell you what I am guessing, though. Petunia said you were hanging on my mother's skirt from day one. My father bullied you and stole your girl. You found out that Tom was after us and asked to spare my mother, and to make sure, you asked the same from Dumbledore."
The look on his face told the girls that I was right. Of course I am, I read the books. That endearing moment in the movie where he hugged my dead mum? To show his true love? He was waiting outside for Tom to kill Dad and me, and to collect his price. Is Snape a good person? Hah! What was he doing there? Obsessed Stalker is more like it!
What would he have to do if Mum survived? Would Mum say: "Oh, Sevvy! Thank you for arranging to have James and Harry murdered! I will love you forever! Imperio me again!" He could only have been there in two ways: with Tom Riddle if he knew about Peter. Or from Dumbledore, who let him read a slip of paper with the secret. Plus, he knew when and where Tom would attack the Potters, and he was there to collect his Lily. Creep.
I held my hand up every time he wanted to say something. I spoke up, "The only reason you are still here is for me to have a stick to beat that old bastard with, Snape. That doesn't mean I'm letting you continue abusing students like you just did inhere. Now keep quiet, and hear my demands. No, make them my Orders. First of all, we know that you are a skilled Potion Master. That doesn't mean you are skilled at teaching it. In fact, a monkey would be a better teacher than you. You take pride in being your students' Boggart, and Dumbledore lets you. That stops now."
One by one, I named my orders, "First, start explaining to the firsties… no, to every student about brewing potions, how to prepare the ingredients, about cauldron safety, why and how to stir, and what the dangers are. Second, instead of showing a recipe on the board and telling, "You have one hour," you will explain the whole brewing process, every step in detail. Third, you will stop insulting or scaring your students. If I hear you are still targeting students like Neville or Colin Creevy, then I will be the one to deliver you to Madam Bones. It is in my power to overrule your sanctuary here, Snape."
I gave my last barb, "You are always telling me what an arrogant bully my Father was. But take a good look at yourself, Snape. My Father bullied people his own age. But you are bullying kids twenty years or more younger than you. Doesn't that make you twenty times worse than him? Watch your steps, Snape or Madam Bones will come for you. Oh, if something happens to my girls or me, Madam Bones will come running for you, Snape. I am not an idiot."
Xxxxx
Daphne and Tracey dragged me into the first empty classroom they passed and snogged me senseless under Hermione's amused eyes. They didn't even freeze the paintings, even though everyone in them made a run for it when they recognized Tracey.
Daphne said, when she made room for Tracey, "This is just a small preview, Harry. You will get more after dinner. The way you slapped Snape down deserves a big reward from all of us!"
Tracey pressed her boobs against my chest, "He does deserve a reward, a big reward. Tonight, you are allowed to make that one-way window, Harry. The one that Bonny prevented you from making in June."
Bonny tattled on me? Ah, she is on the girls' side, there are more of them. Not that I care much about them knowing, I am betrothed to almost all of them. It will spice up their imaginations, knowing I can look any time I want.
I smiled, then I thought of something, "I doubt Padma or Astoria would like that, Tracey."
Tracey shrugged, "Padma and Astoria can wear bathing suits if they don't want to show their fannies. I doubt the others would object to giving you a peek."
Daphne, who gasped at first, thought about it, "Tracey is right, Harry. It will be a fitting reward. A one-time reward, Potter. We won't get naked for you that fast. We need to date first, and have a lot of other firsts before we go that far."
Hermione giggled, "You had some firsts here already, Daphne. I saw you groping Dude a few times; Tracey did too. It was not a dry-hump, but the way the three of you were pressed together, it was close to a three-way dry-hump. I bet your butts liked Harry's hands on them."
Xxxxx
I ruined Snape's fun time. Bullying the students was the only fun he had here, and I had to ruin it for him. He knows that the moment he steps outside Hogwarts, he will be transported to Geneva to stand next to his buddies. I rattled his bones with my revelations, though. The secrets only he knew about were exposed by me.
Knowing I have the kill switch in my hands is not reassuring to him. Now he has to teach. He hates teaching, he hates kids, he hates Potter.
I can relax now. The eyeball is gone, and Snape is muzzled. Most of all, I let Dumbledore know what I am capable of doing when he gets out of line. I have four pregnant House Elves who would do anything for me. Taking a letter to Gringotts to hire a curse-breaker team for tomorrow is no problem for them.
I had a nice talk with The Hoggy this morning. One of the topics was placing the newborn elves under House Slytherin's protection, with the promise that they could find a suitable family for their baby themselves. The other was forbidding everyone from putting potions in our food. Third was never to spy on the girls and me. Four was to compliment them on their good service and excellent food. It made them very loyal to me. Yes, this Old Guy read fan fiction... he was bored.
Xxxxx
When I let everyone in the RoR, Daphne and Tracey explained why I deserved a reward and what the reward would be. Astoria shook her head, "I'll skip the pool today, if you don't mind. I had a bath yesterday, I can wait a week. Showers are fine by me."
Padma was torn, but gathered her courage and said, "Just this once. We will see him naked every weekend, he might as well see me naked once."
I shrugged, "There is not much to look at, Padma, the bubbles cover everything. The only part of you that is exposed is your head and shoulders…"
Crap! By the look on their faces, Bonny did not tell them that. Now they know I peeked at them at least once! Wands appeared in hands, pointing at me… Daphne asked with a dangerously calm voice, "Spill it, Potter! When, how, how much, and how long have you been peeking at us?"
I confessed, "Only the first time you took a bath here, Daphne. You were already in the pool when I thought of it, so I only saw heads and shoulders. Then I called Bonny. She got you clean clothes and stayed with me to keep me from peeking until you were dressed. She stayed with me every day you girls were in the pool. I have yet to see you naked, Daphne."
I pointed to Hermione and Luna, "They are the only ones I have seen naked… And Florine and Raphaelle, of course, but that was in France on the beach to begin with."
Hmm, it seems I am digging my own grave… yup, no naked fiancées beside Luna. Hermione sealed the verdict, "He wasted his turn to see you naked, girls. He will be rewarded, but Luna and I will give it to him tonight."
She turned to me and said, "Create the pool, Harry."
Meh, what do I care? I will get them sooner or later. Let them have some fun. With six of them, there will always be at least one in the mood. I guess the girls are afraid to be looked at as sluts if they cave in too soon. That they won't be respected anymore, and will be degraded as fuck toys.
Hermione is not helping it either; she is telling them she is my sex toy and loves it when I dominate her while fucking her in every position possible. Luna confirmed it, plus declaring that my tongue is the best in the world. Last month, Hermione told them many stories from France, including Florine and Raphaelle.
I had tea with cookies and water with berries with Elsy and Pinky, two pregnant elves, to keep me company while the girls are bathing. We talked about child care for Elves and how good Dobby is in the sack.
Xxxxx
We studied Runes until curfew, especially alert wards. Then I made the doors close to their dorms. Once the girls showed their faces in their dorm before curfew, I collected them back into the RoR. On their demand, they got a changing room. When they came out, they were wearing their red underwear and frilly nightgowns. I think my punishment is over… or just starting.
As the most daring, Hannah straddled me on the couch and gave me a long, hot snog, not minding my wandering hands, even though I kept it to the safe places. Susan took over and did the same. Dude was standing proud now, giving newcomer Astoria a front row view.
Hermione said, "A big bed, Harry, make it big enough for all of us."
The couches faded away. In their place came a big mattress, covering the whole room. Hermione stood in front of me and gently pushed me down. Then she went cowgirl on me, she took Dude inside and said, "Here is your reward, Harry. The girls are not ready to get naked, but they are ready to have some fun with you."
With Hannah and Susan sitting on their knees at one side, and Tracey and Daphne on the other side, Hermione riding my Dude and Luna at my head, I was in shagging heaven. While Hermione was riding me, the other girls took turns kissing me. To keep my hands from the sensitive spots, Luna pulled them up and placed them on her butt. It is not precisely a seven-some, but it will in the future.
My fingers found the pleasure buttons of Luna, and got her moaning when her kitty got served by my fingers. The girls stopped and started watching the action between Luna and me, and Dude going in and out of Hermione's cunt.
Hermione activated her potty mouth, "Suck her, Harry! Give Luna your Parseltongue! I want to hear Luna scream! Luna, ride his face! Show your pussy to your man! Let him see how wet you are for him!"
Luna didn't have to be told twice, she put her pussy above my mouth and said, "Kiss it, Harry."
Hermione moaned, "Do it, Harry! I want to see your fiancée's panties drenched from arousal. I want to see their nipples harden and poke against their nightgowns. I want them to rub their clit this night until they come at least four times… I am cumming, Harry! Look at me!"
§I have my mouth full of Luna's pussy, how the hell can I look at you?§ I protested.
Luna could not hold it anymore and followed Hermione in her bliss. She collapsed on my body, giving me a breath of fresh air and a full view of her snatch. I pulled Luna closer and §Second round! Last Christmas I gave you my heart, but the very next day you took it away...§
Hermione got off my Dude, and immediately I felt two hands grab Dude, and two lips suck on the tip. Hermione recuperated, "Go for it, Luna, suck him dry. Claim him, Luna! Mark him as yours!"
§Don't you dare to put a hickey on my Dude, Luna! Ah? You won't listen? I AM ON A HIGHWAY TO HELL...§ Luna choked on my cum when she screamed, and my Dude shot his load in her throat. Coughing and gagging, she tried to clear her trachea.
When she recuperated, she gasped, "Morgana's saggy tits! Cumming at the same time is not always a good idea... Don't stop, hubby!"
Hermione encouraged me, "Go for it, Harry. I bet Susan and Hannah will eat each other out later. So will Daphne and Tracey suck each other's clits. Give them something to dream about, Harry. Let them fantasize that you are the one sucking their cunts."
"Do you see, girls? Harry is getting hard by thinking of sucking your pussies, just the way he is sucking on Luna. I am getting so horny thinking about it."
When Luna came again, I looked around me. Susan and Hannah were a bit further away, entangled and kissing each other, with their hands in the other's panties. On the other side, it was happening too. Padma and Astoria had a blanket on their laps, but their movements betrayed what was happening beneath it.
I put Luna aside and grabbed Hermione, "On hands and knees, honey. Kiss your Consort Potter while I claim your cunt, and watch my fiancées play. Yes, I'll be watching you too, Padma, rub your pussy for me."
I didn't have to make rooms. We all slept on the big mattress.
Xxxxx
I woke up when two hands were touching my Dude. Dude is always alert in the morning. Morning wood, they call it. I heard Hermione whisper, "He loves it when you gently stroke it with one hand and with the other cup his balls. Yes, just like that."
After a few minutes, I groaned, "Whoever is doing it, don't stop! I am about to shoot my load."
14 Showing the body, dulling the brain?
I heard Hannah say, "Don't hold back, Harry, I want to see it."
I opened my eyes. That voice came from somewhere else, it was Susan who was giving me a handjob. It didn't matter. Dude erupted, but it didn't get far, though. Hermione got rid of the pressure a few hours ago. Now, it was an almost normal load that hit the ceiling… right, as if that would happen. It was still enough to impress the audience.
I sighed, "Thank you, Susan. You can do that any time you want."
Daphne spoke up, "Great, you are awake, bathrooms and showers, Harry. Some of us are holding it in for too long."
I concentrated, and a row of showers and bathrooms appeared, one for me on the other side of the room. We did a lot of firsts last night. Padma was masturbating while I was watching her, even when a blanket covered her lap. It was done in the same room, and she enjoyed it. The Puffs and Snakes forgot themselves and went Yuri. Again, under my watchful eyes. Astoria… I ignored her, she is in the same year as Luna, except Luna will be fourteen in a few weeks, and Astoria has seven months to go.
Xxxxx
It is Saturday so that we can be lazy. I dropped everyone off in their dorm and went with Hermione to our quarters. Breakfast was at the claw table. I tuned out the sound when the females started talking about contracts, marriage, rings, and babies with the rest of the female claws. As a male, you are not supposed to give an opinion. It is always the wrong one. True, don't deny it, girls. Try to answer, do you think my ass looks fat? Impossible, I tell you, and believe me, that is the easiest question.
I did my daily workout after breakfast, dressed in light shorts, a sleeveless shirt, running shoes, and a lot of attitude. I am allowed to show my body! I was a small, underfed kid for thirteen years. I can finally show something; I am a HUNK! When I finished my second lap around the lake and ran to the main door, McGonagall stopped me.
She fumed, "Mr Potter! It is indecent to run around in your underwear! There are young children in school!"
I frowned while I looked at my outfit, "This is an outfit all muggles wear to train their bodies, McGonagall. They have been wearing this kind of outfit for fifty years. It is not my fault that the wizard world is three hundred years behind the times. Ask any student who has a bit of knowledge of the Muggle world. If you can not bear to watch it, turn your head or close your eyes."
I left a sputtering Deputy Headmistress behind and ran to my quarters to take a quick shower. She was waiting outside my quarters and started again, "Mr Potter! We insist that you dress properly! We can not allow you to corrupt the younger students by running around half-naked!"
I took a deep breath and said, "No."
When I walked away, I warned her, "Any spell cast on Lord Slytherin will get you in Azkaban, Deputy Headmistress. Grow up and explore the human world; it will open your eyes. Look for another job if you can't stand it."
Xxxxx
Neville is a lucky guy, Lav-Lav and Parv-Parv are hanging on his arms, and he enjoys the attention. He got more confidence now that he has a new wand. A few comments to the right people made them wax the old hags' ears, and forced her to let Neville buy his wand. Yes, I had to do that trope, it's a classic. He practiced for three weeks, and his spells are powerful now. With two girls on his arms, he rules! It helped that I have private quarters, so I don't steal the spotlight.
Ron is a bit lost, sorry mate, but seven girls demand my attention, and I suck at chess. What else do we have in common? I don't know either. Divination is out, too.
I noticed that I enjoyed Ancient Runes, it was not easy, but once you get it, the possibilities are enormous. The best books are in the RoR, the best girls are too. I went there after lunch with the girls. As usual, I made the room and let them enter from Fluffy's room. Hmm? Why is Ginny here?
Luna shrugged, "Ginny can keep a secret, Harry. Besides, I promised her that if I bagged you, she could have a turn. She promised me the same… we were eight, Harry. It still counts, though."
I shook my head, "She should wait for a couple of years, Luna. Even you can't have a turn, and if I remember it right, Ginny's thirteenth birthday was last month. We study until dinner, Ginny. You have to wait for your turn until you are sixteen."
Ginny shrugged, "I can wait, Harry."
We kept our clothes on, though. Knowing Molly and Arthur, I would be surprised if Ginny were not old-fashioned. Luna guessed what I was thinking and commented, "Ginny and I have read the Muggle magazines my Dad used for research. She knows about Muggle habits, Hubby. That is also why I didn't have a problem being naked."
I am afraid to ask what magazines Xeno was researching… I'd better not ask. I expanded the room and made a practice range with target dolls. I started to practice the new spells I learned. I had to extend the practice area after a while to make room for everyone.
We filled the hours until dinner alternating between learning new spells and practicing them on the target dolls. I asked the room for books with Parseltongue spells, and it delivered a stack from Salazar. The girls are having mixed thoughts when they heard me his my spells. Yesterday, I was hissing at Luna's snatch. Morgana knows what I was hissing about.
Xxxxx
After dinner, Hermione went to the RoR with the girls. I had to wait for the Gringotts curse-breakers. Cutthroat was leading them. He said, "This will cost you, Lord Potter. We are used to being contracted a month before the task. I signed the contract in your name, you have to sign for confirmation. To be clear, the team has to inspect your private quarters for any kinds of listening or monitoring spells, curses, or hexes?"
I nodded while I led the way, "My wife and I already removed dozens of listening charms, but we are not sure we got them all, or that Dumbledore replaced them behind our backs. He is quite persistent."
I opened the door and showed them in. The team spread out and started looking for curses and charms. I took an old dragon hide bag and said, "I have found an old artifact made from Goblin Silver. It got some Basilisk venom on it, so it is not safe to keep it in Hogwarts. Cutthroat, what should I do with it?"
Cutthroat hissed when he saw the tiara, and cursed when one of the curse breakers said it was basilisk venom, and the tiara used to be a Horcrux container. "What fool made a Horcrux of such a precious artifact? What fool destroyed it with Basilisk venom?… How did you know it was Basilisk venom, Lord Potter?"
I shrugged, "Because I was the one who dripped it on the tiara, Cutthroat. How else could I destroy it?"
Cutthroat almost shouted, "By bringing it to us! We can destroy a Horcrux without damaging the artifact! We do that all the time in Egypt!"
I held my hands up and said, "Oops, I did not know that. But, if you like, Bellatrix probably has one, and I bet it is in her Vault. Lord Black should have confiscated Bellatrix's vaults and dowry by now. I told him that she might have had one stored in her vault. You should contact him. I left a vial of Basilisk venom with him for the sole purpose of destroying it. We destroyed a locket with it too."
Cutthroat frowned, "How many did you destroy? Are they as common as cave mushrooms these days?"
I named them, "First, Tom Riddle's diary, his first Horcrux. I found the tiara in a pile of junk. The locket was stolen from Tom and hidden by a Black House elf, who failed at destroying it. And the one from Bellatrix would be number four. I think I can find another one, but that needs a team of curse breakers."
One of the curse breakers reported, "We found traces of a Fidelius charm, and one monitoring ward. That one was commissioned by Lord Black and delivered to McGonagall. We also found a ward that will dull your brain functions over time, and two wards with old Parseltongue spells on them. The dulling ward was installed outside in the hallway, where you pass through every time you leave from here."
An hour later, the Fidelius was broken, and three listening charms appeared. I grinned at Cutthroat, "That is a clear attack on a Lord of one of the Founders, Cutthroat. I read the rulebook, and guess what? I have in my power to hit where it hurts. Cutthroat, from this day forward, any transaction from and to Hogwarts has to pass by me for approval. Dumbledore is banned from Hogwarts vaults, and I impose on him a fine of five hundred thousand Galleons. Directly to be taken out of his private vaults. I also confiscate everything from the Headmaster's vault as compensation."
I raised my finger, "The Account Manager of Hogwarts Vaults has to prove that he is loyal to Gringotts and Hogwarts. If he is a Dumbledore patsy, then I want you to appoint a proper replacement."
Cutthroat remarked, "We can not take Galleons from Dumbledore's private Vault, Lord Potter."
I grinned, opened the rulebook and showed the relevant passage in the regulations to him, "You can, that ward to dull our minds is proof of the Headmaster's attack on Lord Slytherin, witnessed by officials from Gringotts, and The Hoggy. It is in the standard contract every Headmaster has to sign when he accepts his position. If it is proved that the Headmaster acted against Hogwarts or the Lords of the founders, they can reimburse it from their personal possessions."
I nailed another nail in Dumbledore's coffin. "Cutthroat, once the Account manager proves himself or there is a new one, I want an audit of all Hogwarts vaults from the day Dumbledore was appointed Headmaster. Especially what happens with the pay for the History teacher and the funds to buy new training brooms."
There is no need to fire his ass, he is more dangerous when he is out of a job. I will nibble from his power base until there is nothing left. I bet Hogwarts can not survive a proper audit without serious proof of mismanagement. Dumbledore underestimated me, a boy of a measly fourteen years old. He thinks I am a snot-nose kid throwing a tantrum… Hmm, maybe I am one.
I gave Cutthroat another task, "Once the account manager is sorted out, he has to write a contract for a team of Curse breakers to find the curse on the DADA job, and do a sweep through the castle. Also, someone has to inspect the Wardstones for tampering. All that has to be done at the Christmas break."
Cutthroat nodded, "It will be done, Lord Potter. A report of our search will be sent to you, the board of governors, and the Headmaster."
I added, "Send one to the DMLE, and to the Lords Black, Greengrass, Davis, Lovegood, and Abbot."
The curse breakers packed up and left. I wonder, how long will it take for Dumbledore to place new charms? If there is one thing he knows for sure, it's his mulish belief that he's right and everyone else is wrong. If he thinks Potter has to be under his control, then it has to be done one way or the other. No matter the cost or if I agree or not, he knows what is best. That makes him dangerous.
That raises another question, are the girls safe from him and his tricks? If the Greater Good demands them to be sacrificed, would he refuse to sacrifice them? What if he has those mind-altering wards in their bedroom? Now that the potions are out of the question, wards are his solution.
I inspected the two Parseltongue wards… too complicated for me. I have to check the books first.
Xxxxx
I knocked on McGonagall's door and went in after her call. "Hoggy?"
The Hoggy popped in, "What can Hoggy do for Lord Slyty?"
I answered, "The same as with Snape. Alert the DMLE if McGonagall uses a spell on me."
Hoggy snapped his finger, and two more popped in, "We be ready, Lord Slyty."
I stood before McGonagall's desk and said, "Three listening charms hidden under a Fidelius, and a ward that will make our brains dull over time, Deputy Headmistress. Choose one job. One job, McGonagall, and you may be glad I did not call the DMLE or kick you out. You lose one job, choose one of them now. It takes two to cast a Fidelius."
McGonagall shook her head, "You can not demand that from me, Mr Potter. I served here from 1956, which is almost forty years. You are a mere child, what do you know of the troubles in our world?"
I shrugged, "I know that when Lord Slytherin forbids you to place charms in his private quarters, he is justified to punish the culprits when they do. A ward to make me stupid, McGonagall! Don't you have any shame? Almost forty years here, and you want to make your students stupid? Listening charms in my bedroom? Why?"
With a stiff upper lip, she said, "Because you are out of control, Mr Potter. The Headmaster arranged your safety, and you destroyed all his hard work."
I frowned. Does she really believe that bullshit? I said, "I was safe, you think, McGonagall? Didn't you hear a word I said to you last time? The abuse I got from the Dursleys? Do you want me to go back there? McGonagall, are you insane?"
I sighed, "A loyalty oath? Servant contract? Blind devotion? Imperio'd? Brainwashed? Let's start with the head of House Griffindor. Appoint babbling or Sinistra. You were never there for us anyway. Tomorrow, or I swear I'll kick you out on the street and let the Daily Prophet publish why I kicked you out. Tell the bastard the Goblins will check the bedrooms of my fiancées, and I promise you, McGonagall, one listening spell or mind-altering ward, and you will get a double room in Azkaban."
My last warning to her was, "Tell that old man to stop playing with my life. He had no right to do that. My parents will forbid me from being placed there. They died fighting his war, and he betrayed them. How low can you fall, McGonagall? That bastard was witness to that Will, and he put my Godfather in Azkaban, and me with the Dursleys. He knew Pettigrew was the secret keeper and Black was innocent. I said it before: He is a Dark Lord and you are his Bellatrix."
That cat is filled up to the gills with loyalty potions, charms, oaths, or whatever. She is not acting normal, not after what I told her before, and she is still kissing his bony ass. I find it harder to follow Canon. Be honest, sit back and relax? How? By following Dumbledore like a lost puppy? I have the memories of that cupboard burned into my brain. Each beating from Vernon and Dudley, each slap from the bitch. Each Christmas I had to spend in my cupboard, my birthdays, I only found out the date by accident when I was eight.
Those memories would make original Harry embarrassed, ashamed, and timid. To me, they make me raging mad. Dumbledore had no right to place me there and let me be abused. Not one excuse justifies that. This is not about an eleven-year-old boy sitting in a cupboard. This is about a toddler of sixteen months old being put in a cupboard and growing up in a dark place with people who hate him. And that old bastard let it happen!
A good Dumbledore, you say? In book 5, chapter 37, he told Harry after the DoM debacle: "Five years ago, you arrived at Hogwarts, Harry, safe and whole, as I had planned and intended. Well, not quite whole. You had suffered. I knew you would when I left you on your aunt and uncle's doorstep. I knew I was condemning you to ten dark and difficult years."
Like he planned and intended! That bastard just had to visit me once or twice a month, and my life would have been so much better. Or telling them Fig is watching would have been enough. Fig knew of the abuse, and Dumbledore did nothing! I HATE HIM!
I took a deep breath, calmed down, and went over my options. I can expose Barty, Pettigrew, and Tom to the Department of Mysteries or the DMLE and get it over with. That still leaves me with the old goat. I'm not even sure I still have that Horcrux in my scar. I bet Dumbledore will want to finish me, just to be sure.
I find him a strange man, to be honest. He puts more effort into saving the villains than into protecting the innocents. Draco in his sixth year, for example. Two murder attempts, an imperio on Rosmerta, and letting Death Eaters and Werewolves into the castle... but we will redeem him at the end, won't we?
Xxxxx
Hermione opened a door after I sent her a Patronus. She asked, "Did they find something, Harry?"
I laughed bitterly, "Three listening charms under a Fidelius, and a ward that dulls your brain over time outside our door. That old man has gone crazy."
The other girls came closer. I told them my fears, "What if Dumbledore does that in your bedrooms? A Fidelius on a mind-dulling ward, and you will be a drooling mess after a year. Or change into an aggressive madwoman like Bellatrix Black."
Daphne said, "We will research alert Wards that warn us if someone has entered our room… that doesn't help us in the hallways. Detection wards and spells first."
Susan shook her head, "No, we are easy targets divided among the dorms. We use this breach of our privacy to move into your… our private quarters. I don't care what games Sirius wanted to play, or what schemes the Headmaster is planning."
From all sides, the girls approved of Susan's plan. She called out, "Can I speak with The Hoggy, please?"
The Hoggy popped in, "What can The Hoggy do for Heiress Bony?"
Susan gathered her thoughts and said, "The Headmaster committed crimes against Lord Slytherin. We, as Lord Slytherin's Fiancées, are at risk of being used to harm Lord Slytherin. I want you to prepare Lord Slytherin's quarters for all the girls here present. A single or double room for each of us, to keep our personal stuff and our clothes. Then expand Lord Slytherin's bed to fit us all."
Daphne added, "We want a House elf in our quarters all the time, and report to Lord Slytherin when someone comes in. Not one professor or Headmaster is allowed to enter without us being there."
Hoggy thought for a bit and nodded, "That be Lord Slythy's right to ask. Elsy, Pinky, Finny, and Mipsy be on light duty, they be guarding the Mistresses."
Hoggy wanted to pop away, but thought of something, "Mistresses, Elsy, Pinky, Finny, and Mipsy be not allowed to be messengers, popping too far be bad for babies. Bonny, Zinny, and Minny be doing that."
Hermione said, "We will be extra careful, Hoggy. We like Elsy, Pinky, Finny, and Mipsy. They carry Dobby's babies, they are family."
I looked around… and asked, "Susan? You said a room for all the girls here present, what about Padma, Astoria, and Ginny? They are here too. Does Padma want to move into our quarters?"
Padma spoke up, "I might as well commit myself to you, Harry. I said it on the train: I would rather be one of Harry's than one of an old man in India. Parvati will be begging for a spot if she, Lavender, and Neville can't make it work."
Padma turned to me, "Last night convinced me, Harry. You did not force me to do anything; you just accepted me and the limits I set for myself. I loved the way you looked at me."
Ginny asked, "What will people think when I have a room in Harry's quarters? That I am a slut?"
Hermione shook her head, "No, Ginny. We will put you under House Slytherin protection, and explain to the students that the Headmaster allowed you to be possessed in your first year and put a mind-altering spell on you last year."
Luna added, "Not to forget the Life Debt Ginny has to Harry. Magic urges her to pay off that debt. One way or the other. Dumbledore knows of the debt. She will be a weapon if she is under his control."
"We let our parents contact Lord Weasley and make an offer to join our alliance. The spell Dumbledore put on Percy and the reports from the twins must have convinced him already." Said Tracey.
Ginny shook her head, "Dumbledore bought my parents' loyalty by sponsoring our education, Tracey. We are committed to him, even if we want to or not, we have no choice."
Hermione frowned and let a book appear. She checked the texts and said, "Dumbledore fooled you. There is a Hogwarts fund for students facing financial difficulties. There are a lot of options you could have chosen from. A scholarship, if you are a bright student with an obligation to be a professor, assistant, or a worker like a gamekeeper for some years. A student loan. There is also a list of Houses that volunteer to sponsor students if they work for them for a period of time. I bet that is what Malfoy does with Crabbe and Goyle."
Daphne frowned, "Our parents should have offered that too. I wonder why they never mentioned it."
Hannah pointed out, "Don't forget that Dumbledore has been here for almost a century. I bet he made Armando Dippet his puppet. Ginny, Dumbledore used the school funds to make your family indebted to him. The way I see it, that betrayal of trust erases any debt to him."
Xxxxx
Susan called out, "Enough! We send our letters tomorrow, I want to see Harry naked, now! Strip, Harry! Nice and slow."
Susan got in front of me and teased, "Make it look good, Harry, maybe I'll show you some parts of me."
Hermione changed the room, adding a big bed in the middle and a row of bathrooms and showers to the side. She shrugged while she stripped, "For tomorrow morning."
Susan must have liked my show, she sensually came closer and snogged me, everyone was in their night clothes, the frilly ones. Susan's kitty pressed against a happy Dude, my hands traveled South, went under her nightgown, and grabbed her butt cheeks.
Hannah got behind Susan, pulled Susan's nightgown over her head, and put it aside. It gave me a nice view of a set of big tits... no, not the birds. My hands traveled up North and groped them, my thumbs making circles on the nipples.
Susan moaned, "That feels good, Harry. Suck them… Morgana! Luna was right! That tongue is a killer weapon! Speak snake to my tits, Harry!"
Hannah, from behind Susan, moved her hands between us, grabbed Dude with one hand, and put the other hand in Susan's panties. She started a double handjob.
Hermione could not keep her potty mouth, "That looks so hot! Suck her nipples, Harry! Work those big tits of hers! Hannah, I want to try that too someday, play with her clit. Luna, come here, I need someone to hold me, or I'll jump into the action. I want to watch them, I need to watch Hanna play with Dude until he sprays Susan's panties with his cum."
Luna hugged Hermione from behind, one hand reaching for her cunt, and said, "You slut, you love to watch our husband getting served by his fiancées, don't you? Your cunt is burning, I can feel it. Just like you loved to watch our husband eating me out, or shooting his load in Florine's mouth. Watch closely as Lady Black and Lady Bones claim our husband. This night is theirs, Lady Potter, we are here to witness."
I did not hear much. Hannah was doing a great job on my Dude while I was enjoying Susan's tits. When I was about to blow, I grabbed a handful of strawberry blond hair and pulled Susan into a snog, then I lost it, literally, and sprayed my load on Susan's belly. Susan felt me cum and joined me with a suppressed moan.
Tracey cleaned the mess with a flick of her wand. Susan turned to Hannah and rewarded her with a kiss. I went behind Hannah and let my hands slide into their panties. Get some? Give some! It's my motto. Some kisses on their necks made them turn their heads and start snogging me on turns. Susan removed Hannah's nightgown, both turned to me to give my hands better access, my fingers went deep in their snatches, and my neck got a series of hickeys.
Susan's and Hannah's hands went to explore Dude, which turned them on to feel each other's hands spoiling Dude. Slowly, I guided them onto the bed and let them lie down. I pulled on their panties. Both lifted their bum to permit me to pull their panties down. After admiring the view of two dripping wet pussies, I plunged my fingers into them.
I told the Puffs, "Girls, you look damn hot. If not for that blasted contract, I would be balls deep inside of you."
It didn't take long for them to reach the top. I had a lot of practice with Hermione and Luna.
Hermione stopped talking, she was on the bed with her mouth on Luna's kitty. At last, everyone got into bed. Astoria and Ginny are at the edge. Padma is a bit closer to the middle, getting a better look at us. Daphne and Tracey were hugging each other and watching the action.
Susan and Hanna released all their brakes now that they are naked. I complimented them again, "You are looking gorgeous and bloody hot. Come closer, those pussies need to be worshiped, and I have just the right tongue for the job."
Hannah lay on her back, legs wide open in the classic M position, giving me a full view of her honeypot. Her straw-blond bush is nicely trimmed. I cursed Sirius and his fucking restrictions. I could have been fucking her already. I went for the next best thing and started to eat pussy, I sang: § If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eye Joe, I'd been married long time ago. Where did you come from, where did you go? Where did you come from, Cotton-Eye Joe? Nice Red Neck song... Cum for me! §
Hannah blew her top with a loud scream, "Sweet Mother Morgana! That… That… What was that? AGAIN!"
It is not only the vibrations of my tongue that set them off, but it is also the magic that flows through it that amplifies them tenfold. There is no defense against it. The beat and rhythm of the song give it an extra push. I bet that is why the Wizards fear Parselmouths.
I'd better focus on Hannah's pussy, § I'll deliver, honey: Pump It! Louder! Pump It! Louder! Pump It! Louder! Pump It! Louder! Pump It! Louder! I don't remember the rest, so Cum already!§ that made Hannah almost pass out.
I turned to Susan, who was on her back next to Hannah with sparkling eyes, "Let me have it, Harry."
I took a long look at Susan's strawberry blond pussy and gave it to her, § Get you love drunk off my hump. My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump. My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely little lumps. Check it out! Yes! I want to fuck those lumps! §
That was enough to let Susan have a major orgasm. When the aftershocks were over, she grabbed my hair and pushed my mouth on her snatch. She growled, "AGAIN!"
So bossy! I like it! § Ooh, you're the best, Better than all the rest. Better than anyone. Anyone I've ever met. Ooh, I'm stuck on your heart. I hang on every word you say. Don't tear us apart, no, no Baby, I would rather be dead. You're the best! Yes, Tina, you were the best! §
When Susan came down to Earth, she panted, "I am going to kill Sirius Black when I see him! I want you, Harry! I want you so bad it drives me crazy! Come on top of me, I want to suck Dude while you spoil my pussy. Han, help me out."
It was a bit of maneuvering, but Dude got tag-teamed by Susan and Hannah. When Susan received two orgasms, Hannah demanded her share. Two hours long, I abused their pussies with my tongue, I made them scream to Morgana, that if she were still alive, she would join. The other girls watched it all. Padma had her fingers in her snatch, clearly enjoying the show, at least four times.
Astoria, who got eyes full yesterday, was in her own world, imagining different scenarios. Ginny watched the actions with wide eyes, experiencing all kinds of new emotions, lust and arousal, the most important ones. Luna and Hermione had fun with 69, while Daphne and Tracey were getting new ideas. It is great to be me!
Xxxxx
We sat at the Puff table when the owls flew in. A big one landed in front of Dumbledore, a Gringotts one. Probably with the message that he is cut off from the money, and his personal vault took a hit… Yep, by the expression on his face, it hurts. He looked up and saw me smiling; his microexpression told me he was furious.
When he was on the way to our table, I called out, "Hoggy! Bring four extras to guard us, please."
Dumbledore got in front of me, while the Elves spread out to have a clear view.
I asked, "What do you want, Dark Albus? Oh, a fair warning, one spell, and Madam Bones will arrest you. Plenty of witnesses here, Dark Albus."
AN:
I know, I said at the start to speed it up, but this was what came out when I was typing. I blame the Muses!
15 Florine/Fleur.
Hardly containing his anger, Dumbledore said, "Harry, this time you went too far. Cancel that order and restore my access to the vaults. You are jeopardizing the proper operations of Hogwarts. I demand that you cancel all your changes at Gringotts now."
I shrugged, "I would be happy if I were you, Headmaster. I did not fire you, nor did I call the DMLE when I found out you placed wards to dull my brains. Nor did I call them when we found you placed listening charms in my bedroom and hid them with a Fidelius. I warned you not to, and you did not listen."
Dumbledore shook his head, "I am Headmaster of Hogwarts, Harry. I have to monitor security risks, and you pose a significant threat to the school's safety. Your actions are proving that you are unrestricted and reckless."
I raised a finger, "From now on, you will address me as Lord Slytherin, Albus. I am Lord of one of the founding Houses, and as such, I deserve the respect. Failing to do so can result in a fine, as stated in the Rulebook. Hmm… I put a 100 Galleon fine on Mr Potter, a 1000 Galleon fine on Harry, and a 10,000 Galleon fine on Harry, my Boy. What I did in Gringotts was to punish you for attacking House Slytherin, Headmaster."
The whole hall was listening to our conversation. I continued, "You have a habit of putting listening charms on everything that moves, and on every flat surface. You violated my privacy, and you attacked me with that ward. I was lenient in my punishment, Headmaster. Any further attack on me or mine will get you in Azkaban, along with your Bella… Minerva."
Susan spoke up, "Go away, Headmaster. Placing listening charms in my betrothed's bedroom is distasteful and creepy. If it were on me, you would be in Azkaban right now. Attacking my betrothed mind with a mind-numbing ward is a crime bordering on Line Theft."
Daphne added, "We will assist Lord Slytherin in supervising the school funding. If the bills are honest, they will get paid. There will be no more sticky fingers allowed, Headmaster."
Dumbledore argued, "I will not allow children to decide how Hogwarts will be managed. You are just starting your fourth year and have no idea how the real world works."
Susan mocked him, "The real world would have the Headmaster arrested and locked up for attacking Lord Slytherin, Headmaster. So be glad we are good children who give you a chance to redeem yourself. We do this for the Greater Good of the School, Headmaster."
Hah! Take that, Albus! I told the girls that he can't stand it if those lines are used against him. Susan slapped him a new one, and he didn't like it.
Tracey, as the future Lady Slytherin, gave the killer comment, "I am afraid to think how you would use those listening charms, Headmaster. Is it to relive your childhood, or to spice up your private sessions in your bed? Either way is not befitting a Headmaster of Hogwarts. If you have urges, we suggest that you go to Knockturn Alley. I'm sure you will find someone there who is not disgusted to help you out."
Being watched by Hoggy and four other House elves, Dumbledore could not risk casting a spell. Without a word, he turned and left the Hall. I called after him, "A 1000 Galleon fine for each day that you keep blocking my letters, Headmaster. Starting from the day I got my Lord Slytherin Ring. It will automatically be paid from your private vaults, of course. I bet Gringotts will have a word with you for blocking the mail they send to me."
Xxxxx
When he was gone, a barrage of questions was fired at us. We gladly explained what the Curse breakers found in my quarters and just outside my door. I also told them what the punishment is. The best way to defend against Dumbledore is to expose all his schemes to his potential targets.
Hermione stood up and announced, "We found some ancient detection spells, and are prepared to show them to the sixth and seventh year students. They can check the lower years with them. Dumbledore targets every House. Mind you, the Head Boy from last year went home with a mind-altering spell on him. Dumbledore stops at nothing to get his way."
A bit bitter, she added, "Don't expect help from the Deputy Headmistress of Professor Flitwick. They proved that they are the Headmaster's enforcers. Madam Pomfrey is one of them too."
We showed the detection charms and the charms to remove the spells. Susan showed the Auror spell to record the Magical signature. A lot of owls left with angry letters after lunch.
Xxxxx
We let the rest play out. The Parents showed up the next day with the DMLE. Dumbledore had a lot of explaining to do. All four common rooms had listening spells. It was madness, he only had to concentrate on a location, and he could hear everything in a range of twenty feet or more.
We used the commotion to let the girls move in with me. Susan and Daphne slapped down any protest of McGonagall. Susan was most vocal on it, "We are not safe from that old pervert, Deputy Headmistress, we are not even safe from you. We know it takes two to set a Fidelius. Our betrothed will shelter all the girls who are at risk. If you keep on complaining, we will appoint another Deputy Headmaster."
The parents agreed reluctantly when we pointed out the risks of staying in the dorms. Even Arthur Weasley admitted that Ginny was safer in my quarters than in the Gryffindor dorm. Even though that little sneak is in our bed every day.
Susan and Hannah are addicted to my Parseltongue, they have to wait fourteen months for Dude, so they make the best of it by demanding the next best thing. It is getting crowded in my bed. Ginny and Padma have a corner, Susan and Hannah are taking turns in the center with Hermione and Luna. Daphne and Tracey are still playing hard to get. Their Yuri action shows that they are worked up from watching us. Meh, I got plenty, and the future looks bright. They will cave in soon enough.
Xxxxx
Dumbledore backed off. I hit him where it hurts. I took his money away, including the power it represented. He realized it when Arthur Weasley told him with a frosty voice where he could shove his Greater Good.
It got worse, the Daily Prophet published the annual expenses and income of the last ten years. It showed that the paychecks for Bins and McGonagall's wages for the Deputy job were deposited in Dumbledore's private Vault. So was the budget for new brooms, also part of the money for food and pumpkins. The farmers deposited a percentage to encourage Dumbledore to buy their goods.
The Daily Prophet reported:
Dear Readers,
These numbers are released by Lord Slytherin, who promised to give us a report each September of Hogwarts' expenses and income from last term.
That is to prevent thieves like Albus Dumbledore from robbing his students by depending gravely on his past reputation.
What puzzled us was why he took the paycheck for McGonagall's Deputy Headmistress job. She is, after all, his most loyal supporter. Maybe she volunteered to work for nothing?
Lord Slytherin proved that Dumbledore had been stealing from Hogwarts to Gringotts and demanded the money back. There is a precedent, because the Hogwarts Account Manager was an accomplish.
Lord Slytherin announced: The new Account Manager of our Hogwarts vaults will do an audit for all the years Dumbledore ruled over Hogwarts. I will demand every knut he embezzled back. The results are already speaking for themselves. One of his worst crimes is pretending that the scholarship fund's money came from his private vault. Paying for the servitude of desperate parents with Hogwarts money is a new low.
Maybe he knew this was coming because he bound himself to the Triwizard Tournament.
More on the expenses of Hogwarts on Page 2
How much can Dumbledore steal before he gets arrested? More on Page 3
McGonagall, the perfect sidekick or enslaved person? More on Page 3
The reason why students drink Pumpkin juice? We speculate on Page 4
Edited by Bernard Cuffe.
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Life moved on, there was trouble in paradise between Alby and his Kitty. We didn't care, though. A series of birthdays is coming up, starting with Hermione. It was easy to give her a birthday present, a total gangbang lasting four hours! She was brutally fucked by me and ravaged by the girls, and she loved it! Hannah and Susan fucked her with a strap-on while she was sucking Dude.
That is the closest I allow her to get fucked by two Dudes, one real, and one strap-on. Susan grabbed a fistful of hair and teased, "Maybe you want another one in the rear. Imagine it, slut, Hannah in your cunt, me in your ass, and Harry fucking your mouth… And maybe some girls nibbling on your nipples. Imagine it, slut, our strap-on vibrating on full power."
That was enough to get Hermione off with a scream at Morgana. I have to keep an eye on Susan, she is too keen on putting that strap-on in places I want to avoid. My backside is one-way traffic only. It even hurts when my turds are too thick… Happy thoughts, happy thoughts…
Xxxxx
OH crap, I forgot Barty's Imperio lesson. Last week, he demonstrated the unforgivables, so this week, he will put the Imperio on us. I raised my hand when Barty announced he would put the Imperio on us, "Sir, can you wait for the Aurors to arrive? They will take you to a Ministry holding cell, awaiting your trial after your first spell."
Barty huffed, "Students need to feel what it is, Potter. I cleared it with Dumbledore."
I nodded, "He will be in the cell next door to you, Professor Moody. So that the students know that casting an unforgivable curse on a human will get you in Azkaban. No exceptions, not even for Merlin himself, Professor Moody."
I shrugged, "I can not stop you from casting the spell, but I sure can get you arrested for it, Professor Moody. This class is Defense Against the Dark Arts, not for teaching them."
Barty shook his head, "I did not know you were such a coward, Potter. Students need to know how it feels."
I grinned, "Oh? So would you allow us to cast an Imperio on you? No? And it just became Lord Slytherin to you, sir. For every 'Potter', a 100 Galleon fine will be deducted from your paycheck... Sir."
I got serious and warned him, "Remember, Professor Moody. I can and have overruled Dumbledore's decisions before, and in this, I am strict. One Imperio on a student, and you will be on the next boat to Azkaban, maybe they'll let you keep your eyeball."
Barty was not happy, but the prospect of visiting Azkaban was enough to let him back off. "Class Dismissed!"
Word got around that Potter forbade Moody from casting an Imperio on the students. Almost everyone was relieved, more when I spoke up loudly, "This is a school, not a Death Eater training camp." Barty was pouting the whole week.
Xxxxx
Angelina got enough candidates for her B team. I let Ginny use my new Firebolt. She got chosen for a chaser position. I shook my head when Ron puppy-eyed me, "A keeper has no use for a Firebolt, and you know it, Ron. Hooch has a few new Cleansweeps in her shack that are perfect for keepers."
When the other teams saw the meaning of a second team, they all made one. Plans were made to make a second competition for the B teams. Ginny was in heaven with her Firebolt. She flew circles around the others, not only because of the broom, but also because she is one hell of a flier and not afraid to show it.
I woke up with Ginny in my arms, the first morning after I let her fly the Firebolt. Ginny pecked my lips and said, "Thank you, Harry, you are the best."
Carefully, I removed my arms and said, "You are welcome, Ginny, but wait a few years to show it before you get me in Azkaban. I am emancipated, and you are thirteen. That doesn't mix. When Dumbledore finds out, he will use it to hurt me. Sleeping in our bed is already borderline behavior."
Ginny sighed when she moved away from me, "I know, and I will wait, Harry. I will not give up, though."
Hermione hugged Ginny, "You are one of us, Ginny, or we would not allow you in our bed. Just be patient."
Astoria protested, "I am not one of him, Hermione!"
Daphne groaned, "Too early to discuss it, Tory, but why are you here in our bed instead of yours?"
Astoria proudly answered, "To learn how to shag, of course."
Xxxxx
When the Seventh month died, it was Luna's Birthday. On her request, she got what Hermione got, except for the penetrations. With a sad face, Susan and Hannah put their strap-ons back into the drawer. We ate Luna's kitty, one by one, while the others kissed and sucked her whole body, alternating kissing her and pressing a snatch on her mouth. It compensated for many lonely birthdays.
We kept our weekends in the RoR, the books are too good to miss out on. One book from Salazar was about Family curses. How to put them on and how to remove them. I was very interested, knowing the Greengrass line has a family curse, this will solve it. Curious, I started reading.
Salazar was a horny toad, it needs seven virgins… No, not naked ones, bummer. And a lot of expensive ingredients, luckily, I have them in the Chamber of Secrets. Basilisk venom, heart strings, eye strings, and blood. And Phoenix tears… would onions work on Fawkes? I grinned. With this, I can get the age limit down to fifteen.
I called a parents' meeting on the first Hogsmeade weekend. Once everyone was inside, I told them, "I found a ritual in Salazar's books to dispel a family blood curse."
When the parents calmed down, I explained the ritual, "It needs seven willing virgins, a lot of Basilisk parts, and Phoenix tears. The ritual is more powerful if those virgins are from the same coven. It can be done with individual witches too. The results will not be that good, though."
Sirius spoke up, "And you happen to have seven virgins, Harry?"
I nodded, "As a matter of fact, I do, Sirius. They are Susan, Hannah, Daphne, Tracey, Luna, and Padma Patil. For the seventh virgin, I have Ginny Weasley. Astoria has to sit in the center of the Heptagon as the main focus."
Sirius frowned, "What is the catch, Harry? There is always a catch with Rituals."
I nodded, "There is. During that Ritual, those seven virgins have to offer their virginity freely. No, Sirius, it will happen spontaneously, no penetration needed. I just have to chant the mantra in the center of the heptagon next to Astoria. The ideal day would be the Winter Solstice, or the Summer Solstice."
Arthur Weasley frowned, "Ginny will turn fourteen next year in August, she will be too young to participate in that Ritual. It is for a reason that Fourteen is the age of consent in the Wizarding world, Harry."
Xeno agreed, "That is true, it will affect the ritual negatively. It is best to ask an older girl."
Veronica pointed out, "We still have to ask Lord Patil's permission to let Padma participate in that Ritual. They are strict about being pure maidens before marriage in India."
Ellen informed everyone, "Tracey told me that Padma has to find a husband before she graduates, or she will get one in India. House Gaunt needs a Lady. Maybe her twin sister wants to be a Consort."
I raised my hand and remarked, "Parvati is working on Neville Longbottom with her friend Lavender Brown. I don't want to mess that up. Neville seems to like the attention."
Cyrus sighed, "No matter how hard I want to get rid of that curse, we'd better wait until next year's Winter Solstice, all the girls will be old enough by then. Luna just turned fourteen, the other girls are barely fifteen. The Ritual will be more powerful when the girls are older."
Sirius grinned at me, "Like sixteen years old. That is the age at which most witches married a couple of hundred years ago. Just after their OWLS."
I am going to neuter that Mutt! He is having too much fun on my account, I will get him down a nudge or two. "Sirius, expect a visit from the future Lady and Consort Black. I bet they have great ideas about redecorating your houses and mansions. The Yule break would be ideal, I think. I bet the other girls will want to help out."
His look of horror was balm on my Soul. It got rid of that stupid grin on his face. Henrietta chuckled, "That is right, Susan and Hannah have been discussing it all Summer. They shared a lot of ideas with Daphne and Tracey."
It is a bitter revenge, now I have to wait to shag them until next year's Winter Solstice. That is months after their sixteenth birthday. The dog got me again.
Xxxxx
I reported on the meeting in the RoR, "It is postponed to next year's Winter Solstice. That way, most of the girls will be sixteen years old."
Hannah groaned, "That long? I'd better put my strap-on away, before I punch through, and we have to look for other virgins."
I shrugged, "I was hoping for this Winter Solstice, but Ginny is too young. Everyone has to be older than fourteen. Except for the focus, there is no set age. Padma? They will contact your Father to discuss a contract for House Gaunt if you agree. They wait for your answer."
Padma smiled and answered, "I will be happy to be your Lady Gaunt, Harry.
Susan looked at me and asked, "Harry? Can you stop shagging Hermione in front of us? Every time I see it, I want to join, I want to feel it too. I will not remain a virgin for long that way. It's driving me mad."
The other girls agreed. Hermione said, "I don't mind to shag Harry when we are alone. Hmm, what are the odds for Fleur to come to Hogwarts? She and Gabrielle attend Beaubatons, and I think she is good at Magic. She will be putting her name in. And she is set to have Harry for a spin. I bet she is willing to do a lot for it."
Susan shrugged, "At the World Cup, she was nice, she doesn't want to steal Harry away from us, join us more likely. Or at least have a go at him."
Hermione nodded, "It was because Harry did not have a problem with her Florine disguise. Harry was almost fully grown by the time we met, and looking very yummy.
Xxxxx
Daphne and Tracey turned fifteen in October. Wintertime in the Wizarding World must be boring, as a lot of children are born in September, October, and November. I got Daphne and Tracey naked, though. I knew they saved themselves for this occasion, when Daphne, who is three days older than Tracey, slowly stripped in front of me and said, "All yours, Harry."
I smiled and did not answer. If I said "you are mine," that could have been taken as a marriage vow by Magic. Cyrus would kick my ass, and Sirius would laugh his ass off. Daphne got Parseltongued for two whole hours. It made her regret waiting that long. I grinned when Tracey said, "Sod it! I am not waiting any longer for my turn. Kiss my pussy, Potter! NOW!"
They finally got their pussies eaten by yours truly. Too bad, Dude is banned for action. He got sucked, though. He got sucked a lot. He got sucked a very lot. There is still Padma, but her defenses are crumbling down fast.
The good news? I can finally join them in the pool! Once Astoria heard that I could get rid of her blood malediction, she didn't object to showing her fanny to me anymore. In fact, she was eager to show me the goods. Call it a reward.
It is not all fun and games in the RoR. The Black and Slytherin girls kept themselves busy researching Runes and Wards. Luna focused on Rituals and Covens with Hermione and Padma. Astoria and Ginny were pouting for being too young to have fun. I am reading books by Salazar and Paracelsus. I have a wide range of Parseltongue spells by now. They are more potent than the regular spells and require less Magic to cast.
Xxxxx
The day has finally come! Today, Fleur will arrive with the flying pumpkin. Two more days, and Ron will finally stop nagging about being a Champion. It is getting annoying. He wants it all but doesn't want to work for it. We are waiting outside for the flying pumpkin, it was bloody cold for the time of the year. The first signs of winter.
We put warming charms on the first- and second-year students and taught them to the third-year students. We had to stand with our House, so everyone got a warming charm. Yes, Lord Slytherin and his wives scored Kudo points with it.
A third-year student pointed to the sky and said, "I see them! There, up in the sky!"
I have to admit that it was an impressive sight. A team of flying horses, big flying horses, pulling a giant pumpkin, it makes you think Cinderella was coming for a visit, or their Fairy Godmothers.
The pumpkin landed in front of the students and like in the books, two boys rushed out and placed steps in front of the door. A huge woman came out first… she is clearly a half Giant or addicted to Skelegrow. She is even bigger than Hagrid, and that is saying a lot! To let her snatch feel something, a normal man would have to fist fuck her, or she needs a Centaur… Nasty picture in my head… Eating Daphne's pussy… Tracey's… Susan's… Hannah's…. Fucking Hermione… Aahh, all better now.
One by one, the Beaubatons students got out of the pumpkin. I bet they didn't factor in Scottish weather; all of them were dressed lightly. Fleur was there with them! While Dumbledore and Maxime were talking, I went to Fleur, spelled her, and hugged her, {Warming charms, ma Fleur. A must-have for living in the Scottish Highlands.}
Fleur kissed my cheek and pouted, {We knew it would be colder, Harry, but not that cold. The wind makes it worse. Thank you for the Charm. We know that Charm, but the Headmistress told us not to use Magic.}
I looked to the French students and said, {Feel free to cast warming charms. I, as Lord Slytherin, your host, allow it. There is no reason to catch a cold out here.}
Hah! I stole Dumbledore's thunder! While he was looking up at Maxime, I told the French students who was in charge. I added some wood to the fire. {Headmaster Dumbledore is harmless if you stay at least ten feet away from him, and your parents are not important figures. Check for listening spells if your parents are Ministry Officials or rich Nobles. It is a compulsive disorder for him to control everything and everyone.}
A girl next to Fleur nodded, {We read it in the La Nouvelle Magique. We were hesitating to come, but the contract was signed. Beaubatons has to compete. Enchanté, Lord Slytherin, my name is Bernadette Soubiroux, Fleur's best friend.}
I kissed her hand and grinned, {Enchanté, Miss Soubiroux. We'd better talk inside, the Headmaster and Headmistress are getting restless. Ah, there is the boat from Durmstrang. Fleur, the girls would love it if you and Miss Soubiroux joined us for dinner.}
I'd better not discuss the arrival of Durmstrang and Ron's first stiffy when he saw Krum walking out of the ship. He was almost drooling… no, he was drooling.
Xxxxx
We sat on the Puff table. We avoided the Gryffindor table at Dinner; that is the best way to keep your appetite now that Ron has lost his minders and is eating like a starving pig again. That is the only way to describe his eating habits.
Fleur and Bernadette joined us at our table. I introduced Daphne, Astoria, Padma, and Ginny to them. Fleur giggled, "Harry, how am I going to have a chance with you when you have so many girls already?"
I sighed, "I admit that my bed is a bit crowded, but, Fleur, we can not have enough friends. There is always room for one more friend." I grinned at her, "If you want more, talk to my wife and Fiancées."
Susan held her hand up and said, "Not here, we discuss it in our quarters. Too many ears on the table. We Puffs love to gossip."
With the disappointed groans, she proved her point. Fleur nodded, "We will, but not tonight, it is our first night here, and Madame Maxime wants us to be together to explain the rules of our rooms."
Hannah said, "Ask any house elf to show you our quarters. We are studying there after dinner."
Luna added, "We will have fun, Fleur."