Harry went to the Gryffindor table with Hermione, Ginny, and the twins. He watched but he had to fight the temptation to cover his ears. It was a different year and thus it was a different stupid song. He could not believe how bad this song was, it was beyond all measure with its absurdity. He was trying to figure out if the hat should be mandated to take some kind of lesson on how to structure a song the right way.
Then again, Harry was not a master of lyrical genius, so he was not one to really talk. The green eyed wizard waited as he wondered where Kara and Diana were going to be sorted.
Okay, he thought that it didn't really matter because they would be staying with him in his private room, because that was the perks of being married. He watched the first years, it was amusing how much Kara towered over them and in particular how Diana towered over them.
'So where did Diana get sorted?' Donna thought to him through the mental link.
'Donna, the sorting hat is just singing a stupid song,' Harry projected through the bond link.
Donna eagerly perked up at the thought before she gave an excited inquiry through the bond link. 'Oh, can I hear it?'
'Are you really sure you want to hear it?' Harry asked to her through the link, wondering if she knew what she was getting herself into. His face twisted into a smile as he thought about everything regarding that song and how completely lame it was.
'Sure, Harry, it won't be that bad,' Donna thought to Harry and Harry projected her the song through the bond link. He could almost sense through his mind's eye Donna being utterly appalled by hearing the song as it was transmitted through the link.'Okay, that is kind of lame.'
'I told you so,' Harry thought and he turned towards the line which was progressing steadily. As usual, the first years were going to be sorted first, which was good, he supposed. Harry kept watching them moving forward. He remembered a time where he was this small. He was about three, maybe four, so it was a long time ago but there was a time where he was in fact this tiny.
After some time, Diana made her way up to the stool and put the sorting hat on her head.
'You are an extremely complex mind, that could go into any of the houses without any problem,' the sorting hat commented to Diana.
'Thank you,' Diana thought in a modest tone of voice, but there was a slight smile that tugged across her face despite the modesty.
'Much like your husband, but then again he knows how to pick them,' the Sorting Hat commented as he paused and added. 'And I know that young Mister Potter can hop onto this sorting, I suppose I should say hello him.'
The Sorting Hat paused; he could almost sense that the students were getting restless and hungry. Then again, there were instances where he drew out the sorting of the students, in an attempt to amuse himself. Sitting in Dumbledore's office for a year, it did not have any hobbies whatsoever. He decided to shift through Diana's memories, taking a little bit of time to do so as the Sorting Hat decided to make its decision.
Well there is one place where I can send you now,' the Sorting Hat thought to Diana before he opened his mouth wide. 'You would do well anywhere but I can see that your courage and determination is the one virtue that you have that would extend beyond all others. Therefore you will do well in….GRYFFINDOR!'
'Good job, Diana,' Hippolya chimed in through the bond link.
'Although we didn't need some glorified piece of fabric to tell Diana where she should have been,' Karen thought through the bond link. She was now at home, taking a long hard soak after several hard hours of work. She wished Harry was there, although she was not going to go so far as to tell him to send a dupe her way for some relief. Besides, she did not need any distractions from her work.
'Well that's one down, now it's Kara's turn,' Faora thought as the group all waited to see where the blonde would be sent.
Sure enough, Kara made her way up to the sorting hat to park herself down underneath it. The blonde prepped herself for that moment, biting down on her lip and she waited as she allowed the hat to drop down over her head.
'Another complex and dedicated mind, Mr. Potter does know how to pick them,' the Sorting Hat commented.
'Naturally,' Kara thought, she did not have the modesty that Diana had all things considered. The blonde rested back on the three legged stool that she sat on and waited for the Sorting Hat to say a few words.
'Well you are extremely difficult,' the Sorting Hat mused in a swift way as it shifted through Kara's mind. 'Well, I suppose that we should cut to the chase, because there might be a few people who might riot because they're not getting their food.'
'Oh by all means, take your time,' Kara remarked to the Sorting Hat.
'Are you trying to get more people to crucify you?' Faora thought to Kara through the bond link but Kara snickered.
'Well, this is going to be inevitable, so….really there's nothing else to say,' the Sorting Hat commented before it decided to yell. "Gryffindor!"
The Sorting hat said that statement out loud and Kara made her way to where her husband sat. She made sure to show the ring that Harry bought her, along with the bracelet. There were more than her fair share of jealous glares that were delivered from several of the females at the table but given the fact that it looked like they did not take care of themselves and had the worst type of personalities, it was just as well.
"Hey, Harry, congratulations," Neville remarked to Harry.
"Thanks Neville, how was your summer?" Harry asked to him and the Longbottom male shrugged his shoulders.
"Couldn't get to the Quidditch World Cup, Gran wouldn't buy tickets," Neville offered, but Harry smiled towards him.
"You didn't miss much," Harry offered to him.
'Yeah the real show for Harry was in Narcissa Malfoy's private booth,' Faora chimed in with a grin.
'That's the truth right there,' Harry remarked, to be blunt he could not look at Draco Malfoy without breaking out into laughter and a rather smug smile.
"Well, I'm getting married, after I finish at Hogwarts," Neville offered to Harry and his ears perked up as he turned around. "To Hannah Abbott."
It was funny though for many reasons, Hannah was an old childhood friend of his, very much like a sister. Although given the way that purebloods roll, being "like a sister" wasn't exactly a roadblock to going at it like rabbits.
Still Neville knew that it was tradition so he did not fight it too much, besides he supposed that he would be better off marrying a childhood friend that he trusted as opposed to some pureblood shrew who was only after his money.
"Congratulations for that," Harry remarked to Neville as he reached forward and shook his hand. "Hannah seems like a nice girl."
'Easy on the eyes too,' Nym chimed in through the link.
'Yes….well she's off the table,' Diana pushed in through the bond link.
'Unless something happens to Neville,' Faora commented idly.
'Faora Dru-Zod, are you plotting assassination to add another female to Har's collective?' Kara thought through the link in a reprimanding tone of voice.
'I have no idea what you're talking about, I'm just talking about a legitimate possibility , the Longbottoms are an old family, therefore they'd have a lot of enemies, wouldn't they?' Faora thought through the bond link.
"So is there any kind of marriage agreement, any kind of stipulations to the contract, Neville?" Ginny thought to him.
"I have to do it two months or so after my seventeenth birthday, or all of the Longbottom family holdings are going to default over the Abbotts," Neville informed them. Then again, Hannah and her mother were the only two of that line left and Hannah's mother was in really ill health, the healers did not give her any more than a year and a half to live.
"And what if something happens to you?" Ginny asked in curiosity.
"Well, she'll get the holdings anyway," Neville offered as he smiled. "It was one of the more….draconian agreements, I'd admit, even by the standards of our world."
"No, wait, We have a draconian government? Get out of here," Harry remarked as Hermione's smile widened.
"It could be worse, we could have a Draco government," Hermione said to Harry and Harry gave her an extremely poignant look that told her to never joke about things like that ever. The brunette simply smiled and the food appeared before them.
They enjoyed a feast for the next half of hour or so, sitting in silence, before Dumbledore rose to his feet.
Harry's eyes widened as he saw it in his hands. He managed to clear his head to make sure that he did not see things, but it was there, staring at him.
'Albus Dumbledore has the Wand of Eternity,' Harry thought to Faora, confirming what Karen told him. That was something that was true throughout the multiverse.
'So what are you going to do?' Faora thought to him.
'Wait for the right opportunity to itself,' Harry thought back to her.
Harry found out this past summer that thanks to the completion of his Ordinary Wizarding Level exams, he received a substantial windfall of money from the Dumbledore vault, being made Dumbledore's heir after the events of Halloween 1981. He would receive another windfall after he took his NEWTs at the end of the year, and receive the rest after Albus died.
The Dumbledores were one of the richest families in the magical world and Albus made smart investments to increase his personal vault of gold over the last few decades. Harry would be in for an even more substantial gain of gold than he already held.
"Now that we have all ate, I have a few announcements to make, although I will get the unexpected out of the way first," Dumbledore remarked as he placed his hands down on the table and a bright twinkle flickered through his eyes. "First announcement is that Quidditch has been cancelled this year."
There were more than a few boos and heckles and Harry could have sworn he heard the sound of Oliver Wood's head exploding, despite the fact that he left Hogwarts after last year. Dumbledore waited patiently for the sounds of boos to die down.
"That is because the Triwizard Tournament will be making its long awaited return to Hogwarts this year!" Dumbledore added and one could hear a pin drop.
The truth was many of them heard the rumors but none of them were going to believe it until they heard it from the horse's mouth. Dumbledore watched the collective expressions of the students and the gasps that they had. The Headmaster thought that he could cut the tension with a knife.
"The Tournament was canceled hundreds of years ago because of the death toll," Dumbledore remarked to them.
'Death toll?' Hippolyta commented calmly through the bond link although there was a kind of artificiality to that calm that she had.
'Given the collective stupidity of the vast majority of magicals, I'm sure most of them got themselves stupidly killed because of said stupidity,' Harry thought and Kara smiled as she averted her eyes towards her husband.
'Repetitive much?' Kara asked in a slightly teasing tone.
"Owing to the dangerous nature of this tournament, the tasks have been modified and after years of intense negotiations, an agreeable medium has been reached for the tournament to run in the most exciting manner we could determine," Dumbledore said, although even he would have to admit that meeting with the heads of the foreign schools had edged him a few years closer to that next great adventure that he often talked about. "Therefore, no one under the age of seventeen years old, that is to say of age, will be allowed to compete."
Some of the Hogwarts students who were only a few months away from turning seventeen protested about this turn of events that had been stated to them.
Before this could go any further, a grizzled old man with a scarred face entered. He was wrapped in a cloak and he walked forward, his leg clunking against the ground. Dumbledore's eyes focused on him….before his eye began to whiz around to look at Dumbledore.
"May I present to you, Professor Moody, your new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher," Dumbledore offered.
"Well, well, Mad-Eye Moody," Harry remarked to them in a lowered voice.
'Ha, now you all have to go through what I went through,' Nym commented through the link with a smile crossing her face in triumph.
"Moody….my father had to help him just this morning….even with Mum….well it gave him something to do," Ginny remarked to them and Amanda leaned towards Ginny.
"Why would your Dad have to help him?" Amanda asked to Ginny in a lowered tone of voice and Ginny happily told her why.
"Apparently Moody thought that he was attacked, he had cursed dust bins, and everything," Ginny informed them all. "There was rubbish everywhere according to sparkle boy's father."
Emily's lips twitched at the sound of Ginny's nickname for Cedric.
Harry found it curious that Moody just happened to be attacked before he went to Hogwarts. Call him paranoid but he thought that something was up and he did not like that fact one bit.
He would have to find out later. Although he did think that Moody was one up than Lupin on the facial hair department but perhaps it would be best to judge him on his teaching style.
He noticed that Moody was drinking from a hip flask and refused any food that was put in front of him.
'He's paranoid that someone's going to poison him,' Nym thought.
'Hasn't he heard of spells to scan for poison?' Kara interjected through the bond link.
'I asked him, he said that there's too many ways where they can not detect anything,' Nym thought to them.
Kara and Harry decided that it would be best to make their first rounds as Head Girl and Boy that night as their prime copies. Although they were most certainly taking advantage of their powers to send dupes out on following nights but the two of them returned to their quarters with bright smiles crossing their faces.
"Diana's at the library, she wanted to get a look at it," Kara informed Harry before the green eyed wizard responded with a nod.
"That's good, besides she can keep an eye on Hermione to make sure she doesn't spend the rest of her life in there," Harry remarked as he saw this image in his mind's eye of a skeleton with bushy hair with a book clutched in her hands in a death grip.
"How much more of the library does she have yet to go anyway?" Kara thought to Harry.
"Not too much, the entire back corner," Harry responded to Kara and the blonde smile as they made their way into the private room.
Kara smiled as they arrived at their destination. Classes would begin tomorrow but they could unwind now. It was very dark by the time they got back from the prefects meeting.
"Library has a midnight curfew," Harry informed Kara as he checked the watch. "So we've got a couple of hours to kill."
Kara straddled Harry with a smile and wrapped her arms tightly around his neck." I'm sure that you can think of a few things that we can do, Harry."
Harry wrapped his arms tightly around her slender waist in response as the blonde kissed him wildly. She worked her tongue into his mouth as Harry tipped the blonde onto the bed, before removing her robes.
Kara was sexy in her school uniform, with a white blouse that was maybe a size or two small for her. Her tits wrapped around her lovely and ample breasts, with it riding up to showcase her sexy toned tummy. Her skirt rode up to show her stocking clad legs and then there was a hint of her lacy red panties. He saw her shoes which she kicked off to reveal her stocking clad legs.
"Time to indulge myself into you, my love," Harry commented as he placed his hands on her stocking clad legs and dove between her legs.
Smut/Lemon Begins.
Kara had a pair of glasses on and her hair tied back into a ponytail. Harry did not know where they came from but he appreciated them never the less.
"So, Ms. Kent, you're here in my office," Harry remarked to Kara and the blonde smiled at him.
"Professor Potter, are you sure that you wouldn't care to be in my orfrice?" Kara asked him with a wide and mischievous grin spreading over her lips. The blonde's gaze followed him, amazing and dazzling expression flitting through her eyes.
"Depends, have you been nice or have you been naughty?" Harry asked her as Kara reached over and boldly grabbed his hand before she put it on her thigh. He felt the creamy flesh that was underneath his hand and she leaned forward, her eyelashes fluttering behind her glasses.
"Oh believe me, Professor, I can be very nice at being naughty," Kara stated as she shifted her skirt to give him a flash of her pussy.
Harry's expression shifted with a wide grin over his face as he grabbed her around the waist more tightly.
"It seems like you are very nice at being naughty, young lady," Harry remarked to Kara and she watched him, her tongue trailing around her lips. "And I think you might need some punishment."
"Oh punishment, are you going to spank me, sir?" Kara asked to him, the blonde watching him over her glasses.
Harry pulled the blonde into him and draped her over his lap. He reached forward and removed the skirt from her. The blonde's tight ass was revealed in a shocking red thong and Harry raised his hand.
"It's for your own good, Ms. Kent," Harry told her, whispering hotly in her ear.
Harry raised his hand and smacked her on the rear. The blonde's eyes widened as Harry raised his hand and smacked it across her again.
"Oh, no, don't stop," Kara breathed as Harry's hand slapped her straight on the ass once again. Harry paused as she purposely grinded her breasts against his crotch before she assumed the position. He raised a hand. "And by that, I mean don't stop, this is great."
Harry drilled her ass, the blonde's eyes widened as he kept at her. The blonde's expression was widening and she was breathing inside and out. Harry kept at it, drilling her ass with his hand. The blonde's expression widened as he continued to work over her. He slapped her ass more and more.
After a spanking, Kara slid off and saw the bulge in his pants.
"Hmm, I see what I've done, maybe I can help you out?" Kara asked in a bright voice as she unbuckled his pants.
Without another word, she pulled his cock out and pushed it into his mouth. The blonde's mouth wrapped around him as she pumped it deep into her mouth.
The schoolgirl was down on his knees, blowing his cock and the blonde brought herself down onto him, forcing him to go down onto her throat. He reached around and grabbed her around the back of the head, as he kept hammering into her throat.
Kara blew him with everything that it's worth.
"Yes, good, keep it up, oh yes baby, kneel before me," Harry panted as he ran his hands through her luscious blonde locks.
Kara smiled as she kneeled before Har-Zod, taking more of his cock down her throat. The blonde was losing herself to the sensations of his cock and she was determined to get even more of his cum down her throat. She unbuttoned her shirt to reveal her bra clad tits, allowing them to spill free from her top.
Harry watched the perky globes jiggle enticingly in front of his face and he breathed heavily at the sight. She kept drilling his cock down her throat.
"Kara, don't stop, oh god baby, don't stop," Harry grunted.
'Don't worry, I'll make you spew down my throat," Kara stated as she used her throat muscles to constrict around him. The blonde breathed through her nose as she kept working around Harry's throbbing phallus.
The blonde was driving his cock down her throat and she reached over, before wrapping her breasts around his shaft. She pumped him between her lips and kept giving in the heat.
Harry watched his cock appear and disappearing in between the valley of breasts.
"That's it, give me, fuck me with those tits," Harry grunted as Kara pressed both of her breasts around him. The sensations of her tits wrapped around his throbbing cock it was good, so good, he was about ready to lose himself to even greater sensations. Kara was going to make him cum.
"Cum for me, honey, you want to cum on these hot tits, don't you, Professor?" Kara asked in a faux innocent little girl voice as she pouted her lips and continued to stroke him.
That was Harry's undoing, that tone, those tits, those glasses, and that look. She stroked his cock with her tits and it began to spurt its heavy load. This cock went off like a fire hose, spurting her breasts, along with her stomach, before rolling down her legs. More of it spurted up as it splashed up onto her glasses and breasts.
Harry pushed back as his cock shuddered to a stop but Kara was far from done. She scooped his cum onto her hands and slowly began to feast upon it like it was the last meal on Earth. Her eyes fluttered shut as she kept licking her tongue around her hands, slurping and licking up his delightful essence.
She looked up with a seductive glare, her eyes glowing between her glasses with a hint of heat vision. She spread her legs and slowly pulled her panties down, revealing her dripping wet pussy. The blonde's expression turned towards him.
"Your cum tastes yummy, now I need it in me," Kara said as she hovered in the air and Harry grabbed onto her.
"I'm going to wreck you," Harry growled to her, biting down on her neck.
"Oh, you're so daring, Professor," Kara stated as her eyes watched him as he hoisted her up before slamming her tight box around his cock.
Harry felt her dripping warm snatch around him as she kept riding up and down with him, giving his pole an amazing squeeze. The blonde was tight and warm and it was amazing around him.
"Yes, yes, keep fucking me," Harry panted as he reached his hand forward and cupped the underside of her tit. The blonde used her tight twat to wrap around him and the blonde was riding him until she lost herself.
Kara felt his hands roam over her as it slammed against her. Every time he touched her, it was amazing. The blonde's pussy wrapped around him and he kept pushing up as she slammed down. Each of them met each other, their organs really pushing back and forth against each other. She kept panting as Harry worked into her tight twat, bringing her to the enjoyment.
Harry could tell that her toes curled in the amazing matter and he looked up, as she bounced up and down. Her hair was now down, framing her face and damn she looked so fucking sexy in those glasses. She was riding him up and down like a force.
"Damn Kara, ride me higher, that's it, higher, down on me," Harry grunted as Kara used her tight pussy around him.
"That's it, I love this, I love this cock in me," Kara breathed as she kept riding him for everything that was worth.
She pushed her head back and gave a yell to the heavens and felt the orgasm wash over him. His throbbing cock pushed into her pussy and kept working into her. The blonde panted and worked around him. Her cunt tightened around him even better and she closed her eyes feeling the pressure against him.
Harry was being driven closer the edge, more as time wrapped on. This warmth stretched around him was causing him to get even more. Her hands worked over him and he looked up in her eyes, the glasses, her lips pursed together, and giving him encouraging moans. Her breasts jiggling up and down, it was so hot. Her nipples beckoned to be sucked and it was so that he did. The wizard sat up and pressed his face into her breasts. The wizard wrapped around her, before he ran his hands down her.
"Harry, give it to me, oh that's it," Kara stated as she threw her head back, as her tightened walls kept pushing against him.
The blonde was pushing herself to the limits, her eyes flickering with intensity, with amazement. The blonde bit down on her lip and she was pushed to a greater limit. The balls slapped against her.
"Harry, I need you," Kara breathed as his cock slid in and out of her.
They made their way to the home stretch to this round as the sexy schoolgirl kept riding his throbbing spear. The blonde's expression flickered through her eyes and her walls tightened around him.
Harry pumped his burning load into her after another time and he grunted as his body shuddered to a start.
Kara rubbed against him to get him hard against and the dance started anew.
Smut/Lemon Ends.
"The Triwizard Tournament, I can't believe they brought it back," Cho remarked as she joined Harry and Kara after dinner. The Asian Ravenclaw had a bright smile crossed over her face. "I never thought…."
"Well, we've never thought that many things would happen but here we are," Harry responded with a smile. The truth was that he was sticking around for a little bit longer but unless there were circumstances that prevented him from doing so, he was going to be sending a dupe back to Hogwarts along with Kara so they could do their Head Boy and Head Girl duties once NEWTs were finished.
Their situation was unprecedented, so there was nothing about what would happen if the Head Boy and the Head Girl left.
Ginny walked up to join Harry and the other two with a bright smile on her face.
"Hey Harry Hermione's in…."
"The library," Harry commented with a long sigh escaping his lips and Ginny's face twitched into amusement. Astoria, the twins, and a young blonde with vapid eyes that appeared to be lost in space were trailing behind her. "I should have known that she would be there a lot giving NEWTs coming up."
"Are you going to be the one that's going to tell her that she needs to come out every now and then to get some fresh air and eat?" Ginny asked and Amanda smiled as she saw the situation present itself before their very eyes.
"No, that's Diana's job, apparently," Amanda commented in a light tone of voice as she saw Diana bring Hermione back out of the side room. Hermione looked to have been dragged out of the library unwillingly.
Harry allowed himself to be amused by the situation, at least briefly.
"Hello Harry Potter," the blonde stated in a random and spotty fashion.
"Hello," Harry commented, this greeting came almost out of nowhere, at least to the point where Harry was caught off guard.
"Harry, this Luna Lovegood, she's in my year but in Ravenclaw," Astoria remarked to hm.
It was amazing how there were people who tried something with Luna because she saw the world in an entirely different way. Yet, if Astoria was there, their intentions were such where they did not seem too interested in trying anything. It was amazing how something like that worked, but that was true. Astoria may have taught some people a harsh lesson.
"Pleased to meet you, Luna," Harry remarked to Luna, as he tried to figure out what she was. There was something that Harry got a sense out of with her.
"There's a message that I have been given to tell you, Harry Potter," Luna offered as she stared at him and now both Harry and Kara were interested at what she had to say. They looked back at the blonde.
Cho was interested as well. She did not know what to make of Luna although she was angry that some of her fellow Ravenclaws had been tormenting Luna. For the supposed intelligent house, they decided to resort to some brutish things such as bullying and that reflected badly on the entire house.
Harry raised his eyebrow and a smile twisted around his face. "And that message is…."
"You have completed two steps, you are one step away from achieving a great destiny," Luna offered him in a cryptic voice. "Even though my purpose has nearly been fulfilled, your purpose has barely begun."
Harry blinked for a few seconds as he tried to mull this fact over in her head and tried to piece together what she said.
'Well there's someone who lives in their own world,' Faora suggested to Harry and the emerald eyed wizard had no idea why.
'I wonder if there is something about her that….I don't know actually,' Kara thought, she was at a loss for words.
'Luna….she's one of them, a person who sees beyond the physical world,' Diana commented to Kara and she smiled as she walked over.
"You have a gift, Luna," Diana said out loud.
"Thank you," Luna commented in a completely modest tone of voice.
"It is one that should be nurtured," Diana offered to Luna and Harry would have to agree.
It appeared that Luna did as well, the blonde's expression flickered over towards her. She closed her eyes before she commented to Diana. "That was the same thing my mother told me before she….before she died."
"Sorry to hear about that," Harry offered to Luna and the blonde inclined her head with a nod.
"She experimented with magic….beyond what most of us could be see and perceive," Luna remarked to them. "She thought she could see beyond what we all saw and it was risky, so she paid for it, with her life."
"Again, sorry to hear about that," Harry remarked although he wondered if this little experiment had tainted Luna even more than she would care to admit. There was something about her that he could not pinpoint but she had a certain aura.
"So, do you have any homework, Luna?" Ginny asked Luna.
"From Divination, Professor Trelawney is an interesting person, although she taps into too far of the darker elements of her inner eye," Luna remarked in a brisk tone of voice before she sighed. "She does have the gift but she doesn't really tap into it in a healthy way. It's a shame really, but….I have no idea why she leans that way."
Harry thought that Trelawney was a bit out to lunch but Harry figured that if Luna saw something in her, than there was a good reason why she saw something. Her great grandmother had the gift of sight.
'Well she's pretty…unique,' Donna thought in a way that offered a last moment word swap.
'Normality is not something that this group should be thinking about,' Nym thought to them through the bond link and there was a few smiles.
Harry decided to test something as he latched onto the threads that were linked to Amanda and Emily. He blinked his eyes before he thought to them.
'Amanda, Emily,' Harry thought to them and the twins jumped up in startled surprise. 'Can you hear me now?'
'Yes in our head,' Amanda thought as she started to blink and there was a few seconds where she wondered if she was losing her mind. The truth was she thought that she'd gone down the rabbit hole of sanity a long time ago but that was just how those things work.
'I can hear you, Harry,' Emily admitted to him as she smiled.
'Good,' Harry thought as he thought to them. 'Now….since I've slept with you after my second maturity….there is a link that's been established that I could turn on and off at will….but yours is the strongest given our close blood relation. So it's the easiest to establish.'
Harry paused and then started to speak once again.
'Maybe I should talk to you about the ins and the outs of the bond link,' Harry remarked to Amanda and the redhead nodded.
'Perhaps it would be for the best,' Amanda thought and Harry, with help from Kara, Faora, and Diana who jumped onto the call did what they could to clue her in.
Luna watched them and smiled. She could hear a fate humming, although without the key to decode it, she was obviously not privy to the thoughts. She was able to see things in her own world, in her own way and get these things done only way that she could.
Then again, dying when you were nine years old gave you a brand new perspective on life.
Elsewhere in the world, another version of Harry Potter smiled. Down to the very last hair, he was a picture perfect copy of the original. The same green eyes, the same dark hair, the same tall and handsome appearance, everything was completely the same. His green eyes flashed with intensity and he smiled.
He knew his purpose and he knew that he was an exact duplicate of the original version of Harry Potter. His green eyes flickered with curiosity and brimmed with even more thoughts of what he was going to.
'Well so far, so good,' Harry thought as he entered the hallowed halls of Cambridge.
Then again, he only thought that things would go fine. He spent most of the summer, years by his perspective, barely a couple of months to the outside, practicing creating long lasting dupes. He got some practical practice on the island as well, as he made his rounds. Most of the dupes were only for temporary purposes however, to allow him to make love to several amazing women at once.
The dupes could also make dupes, although dupes created from the dupes were only seventy percent of the power of dupes made from the prime. The dupes made from the prime were ninety five percent of the power of the original.
Of course, there were a few more variables other than that, but the same general principle applied in the end.
'Well this is working nicely,' Harry offered as he looked around and saw more than a few attractive girls. 'Quite nicely.'
He caught a few hints from their thoughts; they were extremely attractive, single, and willing to get laid. All he had to do was pick his shots wisely and they would be placed into the palm of his hands.
Harry could get a sense what was going with the original copy at Hogwarts if he chose to do so. Of course, he thought that it might be for the best that he would keep his mind on the situation at Cambridge.
"Hi," a young brunette with dark hair and blazing blue eyes, with a busty look and long legs stepped towards Harry. She leaned forward to show him a hint of her amazing cleavage and Harry smiled at her in return. "My name is Lindsey Preston…and you're…you're Harry Potter?"
"Yes, I am," Harry remarked and she smiled towards him as she shifted. Harry saw the stockings that wrapped around her legs and her amazing cleavage was pretty much up in his face.
"Oh great, I'm here to show you around the school," she commented in a bubbly tone of voice as she motioned for him to follow.
Harry saw her eyes checking him out and she was not the only female in the hallway that was doing so. He made sure to wear the tightest clothes possible to emphasize his newly enhanced physique that was still growing and his muscular arms.
"Welcome to Cambridge, as I said, I'm Lindsey Preston, your new student mentor," Lindsey commented to Harry as she grabbed him by the hand and lead him off to the side. Harry followed her down the hallway. "You'll find that Cambridge has made some changes since you last checked us out a couple years ago but I can assure you that our standards in education have not been diminished in any way."
"I wouldn't have chosen this school if I had any doubts," Harry said with a smile that he could tell that she was caught off guard but she kept herself calm and staring back at Harry.
"Well I'm glad…that is we're glad to have you," Lindsey commented as she lead him down the hallway. "I'm going to give you the standard tour….but if you have anything to say, anything at all, or if you have any questions, well I'm sure that we can discuss it."
Harry saw that she was stammering a little bit and could not really keep the smile that was off of his face. He kept his gaze more than neutral as the two of them made their way down the hallway.
"The emphasis on science remains the same as it always has been," Lindsey commented to him with a wide smile that crossed her face and Harry nodded as she kept explaining about the virtues of this school.
Her school spirit was something that was amusing and she was amazingly perky. Harry thought that he could do something with this amount of energy that she had in her. The green eyes of Harry Potter followed her as she concluded the tour.
Lindsey appeared to be a bit nervous thus her clipboard slipped from her arms and fell to the ground. She bent over, giving Harry a brief hint of what was underneath her skirt. He acted like he was not looking, even though he caught quite the peak of her.
"Sorry…..just having one of those days," Lindsey offered to him an apologetic tone of voice as Harry waved it off.
"It's alright, it's alright," Harry told her as he placed his hands on the wall and leaned back, shifting his gaze as he drank in the sight of her body.
Lindsey did not notice Harry doing this, mostly because of the fact that she was doing the same thing.
"Right….I should show you where my room is….in case you need anything," Lindsey commented before she hastily amended. "I mean…if you need to ask any questions about school or any of the programs here."
Lindsey paused as Harry looked at her.
"So how red is my face?" Lindsey asked Harry and he smiled towards her.
"Very," Harry remarked to her in a cool voice.
Lindsey turned around and led him down the hallway before she pointed out her room. He got a glimpse of it; it was a practical room for a teenage girl.
"My roommate….well she moved out last year and I haven't gotten a new one yet," Lindsey told Harry and he nodded. "So all I need to do is show you to your room and we'll be all ready to go."
Harry smiled as he allowed the young co-ed to lead the way. He noticed that her skirt rode up her legs and he saw the stockings that covered her legs.
"You're in right there…one of the best rooms, no less than you deserved," Lindsey commented, but then again her uncle was on the board. Therefore once he saw Harry's grades, he actively recruited him to the school and it had been a close race for several schools.
"Thanks….this is perfect," Harry remarked as he leaned forward and teased kissing her on the lips but he pulled back.
Lindsey closed her eyes and sighed.
"I'll see you later," Harry remarked to Lindsey.
'Oh don't worry, Mr. Potter, you'll be seeing a lot of me later,' Lindsey commented, as she thought of the best way to seduce him because someone like that, he had to be amazing in bed.
Lindsey turned around and Harry watched her. He thought it was the best thing to leave her hanging for it so much that she was choking for it later on.
As far as Harry was concerned, the best Defense Against the Dark Arts Teacher that he had was Andromeda. Sure Lupin was good but was disqualified from being the best on account of having really bad facial hair.
Moody knew his stuff, for better or for worse.
"I'm not about to coddle you," Moody told them in a gruff voice. "This world's fucked up, there are people who will do some of the most horrific things that your minds can fathom or perhaps you can't fathom it."
Moody flicked his finger towards them.
"One year and I return to retirement, so you better sit up and pay attention, because I've got a few things to tell you," Moody told them as he placed three jars containing three spiders on the desk. "The Unforgiveable Curses are among the strongest bits of magic that you'll ever learn and among the darkest."
'Not hardly,' Harry thought to himself.
"These three curses will lead to a life sentence in Azkaban unless there is just cause during a time of war," Moody stated as he looked towards them. "And you better have a good reason for using them."
Moody told them in a calm tone of voice.
"The Imperius Curse is one of the strongest curses to control the mind, it's like a puppet on a string that you can do your bidding, any sense of moral, conscious, or reasoning is gone," Moody remarked to them. "With this curse, you have a puppet who can murder, rape, and pillage upon your whims."
He smiled.
"But naturally, there needs to be a demonstration," Moody told them. "The Dark Lord was able to put even the strongest willed people under the Imperius."
"Which isn't saying much for this world," Harry whispered to Daphne, who nodded, sitting next to him. Kara sat to the other side and Diana sat in front of him.
"Mr. Potter, I was intending to use spiders as a tool but I believe that the Imperius Curse would be better utilized a living breathing human being, I got full permission from Dumbledore and I can assure you that the effects are temporary," Moody remarked.
Harry raised an eyebrow. "There isn't a person on this world or any other who could control me, not Voldemort, not anyone."
"You shouldn't be so confident, Potter, the Dark Lord made a fool out of many people who thought they were too strong willed to put underneath his thumb."
'Hmm, defensive, much?' Harry thought but he was on his guard. 'And the difference between them and me is they only thought that. I know that.'
"Well, take your best shot, Professor," Harry told him, confidence brimming through his eyes.
Moody did take his best his shot and he lifted his wand. "Imperio."
Harry felt nothing not even a buzz. His sheer force of will pushed Moody back before he could even utter a word.
Moody's eyes widened.
"Again," Moody remarked. "IMPERIO."
There was nothing. Harry broke the control of the spell and Moody tried to blurt out a command.
"Very impressive," Moody conceded.
"Did you expect anything else?" Harry asked.
"As far as Voldemort is concerned, Harry is three to zero in wins against him," Daphne remarked to him.
"The Dark Lord is not a joking manner, he was taking Potter likely, it won't happen again should you meet," Moody offered.
Harry wondered what got Moody's panties in a knot but he shrugged his shoulders to sit back down for the rest of the lecture.
"Draco still hasn't figured out the significance of that smile on your face every time that you look at him?" Daphne said, she had no idea that Draco would be this naïve but then again, it was not surprising at all that he would be this naïve. Then again given it was Draco, perhaps Daphne had a bit of an unrealistic expectation for his level of intelligence.
"Yes….perhaps," Harry remarked as he smiled. "Malfoy junior gives me the impression of one of those people that need things spelled out for them and then after that, he still doesn't get it."
"Well there are a lot of things that Malfoy doesn't get," Daphne remarked to them but Tracey raised an eyebrow.
"Crabbe and Goyle haven't been putting out lately, have they?" Tracey asked and Daphne's expression contorted into one of disgust.
"Must you put these unholy thoughts in my head, Trace?" Daphne asked her as she started to roll her eyes.
Tracey smiled at her. "Sorry, but….Draco would rather hide behind two large, hulking bruisers that are bulky and muscular. Don't you think that there's some kind of reasoning for that."
"Yes, it's one of the has many issues that Draco has and all of them come from his father taking too strong of a hand in raising him," Lucretia commented and Daphne's expression curled into a sneer as her nose wrinkled.
"Again….ew," Daphne remarked as Harry checked the time.
"As fascinating as it is….well actually it isn't fascinating at all talking about Draco's sexual fetishes, I believe I have a date to attend at Hogsmeade," Harry remarked as he made his way out the door.
One of the perks of being a NEWT level student was unrestricted Hogsmeade access and that was a road to get Harry out of the castle even more often.
Lucretia smiled. "I'm tagging along with you Harry, if you don't mind."
"Of course, I don't mind," Harry told her as he looped his arm around hers. Right as he saw Draco coming around the corner. The younger Malfoy stopped and gave Harry a sour look as Harry raised his hand and waved to Draco with a wide smile across his face.
Draco put his head down and ran off.
"Do you think he's caught on?" Lucretia asked to Harry and Harry shrugged.
"I'm fucking his mother, his sister, his cousins, and his aunt, and…." Harry said but he stopped himself from voicing the completely horrific thought that he was going to speak. He refused to even think such a horrific and quite vile thing.
Lucretia wondered what Harry was thinking but she shrugged. She decided to drop the other bombshell that Harry may or may not have known.
"Vega got special permission to leave Durmstrang for the weekend, so she'll be stopping by and meeting us for a visit whilst she's in the country," Lucretia commented to Harry and he smiled, it had been a while since he saw Vega and he could not wait to meet back up with her again.
"It's good, I can't wait to see her," Harry offered and there was a few seconds where Lucretia paused before she smiled knowingly.
"Too bad Nym couldn't get time off work to join us and Aunt Andi is busy but….maybe for the holidays," Lucretia suggested and Harry would have to agree.
The duo walked together in silence for some time until Lucretia spoke up.
"I'm disappointed Harry," Lucretia commented as they were away from the school and on the path to Hogsmeade.
Harry raised an eyebrow before his expression darted over Lucretia's face. "How so?"
Lucretia was only too quick to tell him why she was so disappointed with him although the blonde's expression tugged with a slight smile. "Well….you were with my mother at the Quidditch World Cup and I'm kind of sad that I wasn't invited."
Harry reached forward and grabbed the Malfoy female before pulling her into him.
"Really, I'll make it up to you, I swear," Harry told her and she smiled, she knew that he would. "So, how are your additional studies?"
"They're going along pretty well, I should be able to take my exams at the end of this school year and get my qualifications," Lucretia told Harry and the wizard's gave her a smile and he nodded, a prideful look on his face.
"Good, very good, I think that you're going to do well in getting your Mastery for Chemistry," Harry informed Lucretia and the blonde nodded.
She figured that the more qualifications that she had the better, because it was the more money that she could make. Before she even thought about any modifications of potions using Muggle methods she had to study exactly how those methods worked and understand them. She thought that she was going to struggle at first but the pieces fell together quite nicely. Mostly due to the fact that Harry had tutored her quite thoroughly in all aspects of it starting in the summer after his first year when she was living with him.
"Thanks to your help Harry," Lucretia said to him as she leaned towards him and he wrapped his arm around her waist, before kissing her on the lips. The blonde returned it.
"So, let's go meet your mother," Harry told Lucretia and the blonde followed into the Three Broomsticks.
Narcissa sat waiting, dressed in robes of the most expensive material. It was no less than what someone like Narcissa Malfoy would wear. Harry kept his eyes on her carefully as she smiled before Harry sat down across her. Vega was sitting at the table, drinking a Butterbeer as she turned her attention fully towards Harry.
"Harry, nice to see you again," Vega said as she leaned forward and wrapped her arms around Harry, before kissing him on the lips. Harry returned the kiss hungrily.
"Hi, Vega, nice of you to make it," Harry told her and the dark haired witch sat down. "Lady Malfoy."
"Lord Potter," Narcissa commented as she allowed her hand to be taken into his and kissed. "Our encounter a few weeks ago was one of pleasure but now….I have urgent matters of business to discuss with you before we move onto the pleasurable parts."
Narcissa paused, it was obvious that she enjoyed holding certain bits of information over people's head but there was a time for politically motivated games and there was a time for business. Now it was the time for business.
"And what would that matter of business be?" Harry asked Narcissa and the blonde's expression filled with a wide smile as she considered Harry before she informed him of the situation.
"There is an old Malfoy family rule that I uncovered," Narcissa remarked to Harry and she paused. "There were several families who adopted this rule but….the Malfoys practically embraced it."
"And what was that rule?" Harry asked her, as he drummed his fingers off the table.
Narcissa's expression twisted into a knowing smile as she fired off the response to him. "He who achieves dominance gets all of the spoils."
She paused for a second for dramatic effect before she continued. "It was a rule that was adopted into an unofficial law, although one may say that it is more of an honor amongst purebloods type of deal. The fact of the matter is that those who lose a duel, forfeit all of their assets to the family of the one who wins, should the head of house of the opposing family claim it."
Harry had a shrewd idea where this one was going but he wanted Narcissa to be the one to tell him and sure enough the blonde did do so.
"In September of 1991, my son Draco challenged you to a duel and given that the Potters and Malfoys are two old pureblood lines, this duel fell under this agreement," Narcissa offered him as Harry smiled, his grin becoming quite calculating.
"Draco neglected to show up for the duel like the spineless coward that he is," Harry said to Narcissa and the blonde responded with a brisk nod. "Therefore….a forfeit under the laws of magical dueling would be considered a loss."
Harry smiled as he realized the same lesson was enforced time and time again, that was to never squander a resource.
"I receive all of the Malfoy gold, properties, and everything along those lines," Harry said to Narcissa and the blonde nodded swiftly.
"You do, but….you receive much more than that," Narcissa added to him, her face barely concealing the wide grin that she had. "Given pureblood laws, you receive the spoils of war, any wives and heirs."
"So you receive me, Vega, and Mother," Lucretia commented to Harry but then she paused and added as an afterthought. "You'd also get Draco but I doubt that you swing that way."
"I think it's been established that I don't," Harry offered to them.
Vega gave a look of mock sorrow. "Well, Victor will be disappointed."
"Why?" Harry asked but Vega gave him a slight smile.
"No reason," Vega told him with a smile but Narcissa gave her niece an expression that told her that she better knock it off.
"You also get…my sister….Bellatrix," Narcissa said and Harry smiled as he invited her to continue. He knew about some of these circumstances thanks to Andromeda and so far Narcissa was saying the right thing, that being the truth. "My sister….not in her right mind….signed over the holdings of the Lestrange properties to my husband. Thanks to the marriage agreement between Rodolphus and Bellatrix, she became the head of house."
Harry had a question in his eyes and Narcissa answered.
"My father was a very savvy negotiator," Narcissa remarked to Harry and he nodded with a smile on his face. "He always got the most out of things and out of people. Still the fact of the matter is that….Lucius got these properties and thanks to Bellatrix being sentenced to Azkaban, she fell under the dominion of the House of Malfoy."
"So…did Lucius set her up?" Harry asked and Narcissa blinked as she responded.
"Well, Lucius may have claimed that the Longbottoms knew where the Dark Lord was," Narcissa said to Harry as she chose her words carefully. "Bellatrix was angered about the Dark Lord's demise….but she was not the only one. Many of us….well relief was not a word that I would use but some of us second guessed him."
Narcissa thought that the Dark Lord had the right ideas at first, making sure that the Muggles did not overrun them and pollute the ideas that made their culture unique. Muggleborns for the most part felt the need to destroy the virtues that the old families put in place for a long time. Whilst new ideas were needed, they did it in a way that was so much of a culture shock and just spit in their faces.
In many ways, some Muggleborns tried to force their ways on them while claiming that purebloods should not force their virtues on them.
It was also a point that Narcissa recalled that at least twenty five percent of magical crimes against Muggles were against Muggleborns. Some people who white knighted first generation magical users would claim that it was purebloods who committed the crime but muggleborns could get drunk with power as well.
Of course the Dark Lord's right ideas became less and less about maintaining tradition and making sure that the Muggleborns did not end up exposing them to Muggles then everything else. Narcissa and several others saw it but there were others that were blinded by the Dark Lord. Then again, there were many of them who were in it for the power more than anything else of the matter.
"He would do such an underhanded thing," Harry offered to her and Narcissa eyed Harry.
"If you were to claim Bellatrix, the Ministry could not stop you," Narcissa informed him.
"And all I have to do is break her out of Azkaban," Harry commented as he followed this line of thought.
"Well, there are other ways but generally speaking that would be the most direct way,' Narcissa offered him.
Although she had to say, that if anyone could storm the gates of Azkaban and break her sister out, it would be Harry Potter
"You may want to take the potion and give it a test run," Lucretia offered to him and Harry turned towards her as his head nodded.
"Right, because the ravages of Azkaban….they would have done a number on Bellatrix, no two ways about it," Harry commented to Lucretia and the blonde nodded.
"The potion should restore her looks to what they were before she was sentenced to that place along with her sanity," Lucretia offered.
It was here where Narcissa struggled to keep a straight face. Bellatrix's sanity….was quite the fractured thing to begin with but she supposed that Azkaban drove her to the point of no return. She was one of those witches who was the top of everything in her year and she pushed herself to excel, being the middle child of the Black sisters.
That was why she joined the Dark Lord, well one of the reasons. There were very few female Death Eaters out there, the Dark Lord decided that they were only suitable as breeding stock to the next generation of his Death Eaters. That left a bad taste in Narcissa's mouth after she found that out, among the other things she found out about the Dark Lord.
"So it's settled, I storm Azkaban….and break her out," Harry said as he worked together a plan in his head.
'And if the Ministry tries anything, tell them to blow it out of their asses,' Faora thought to him as she perked up. 'Sounds good to me.'
'I figure it might,' Harry thought to her in amusement as a smile crossed his face.
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