4. Who was a naughty girl?
Hermione giggled, "It got my fantasies in a higher gear too. This librarian's pussy needs your Parseltongue, Sir."
I led her to a reading corner and let her sit on a table. I smiled, "It is a good thing you are wearing a summer dress, Miss Librarian, but your panties are in the way. Lift the butt, so I can pull it down… That is better. My! You are dripping wet, Miss Librarian! Talking about spanking turned you on? I should say how kinky, but it got me all worked up too."
Hermione leaned back a little and groaned, "Yes, it made me horny, Sir. Now suck my cunt before someone comes in. Skip the foreplay!"
I shrugged, "I don't care if they see us, Miss Librarian. They know we are having a thing. They are old enough to connect the dots. They might learn something new if they watch us long enough. Spread your legs, Miss Librarian, I want to try something I read in a book." §Hello Kitty! I read this in a Fan Fiction! Baby, take off your coat, real slow~. Baby, take off your shoes~, yeah, I'll take your shoes~. Baby, take off your dress~. Yes, yes, yes~! You can leave your hat on~! I love this Song!§
Hermione panted when she came down from her first high, "Morgana! I can't get enough of your demonic tongue, Sir! Stick your fingers in, more fingers!"
I stood up and unzipped my pants, "Not more fingers, Miss Librarian. I am going to fuck you on this table… Aaahh, that is better. I wanted to do this for days. Ravaging a naughty Librarian in the Library. Are you ready for it, my Horny Slut?"
Hermione lost it, "Give it to me, hot bastard, let me feel that big dick of yours."
Ravaging it is. I shoved my Dude in her cunt with one savage stroke and started moving without giving my slut time to adjust. She was ready for it, though, a dripping wet pussy welcomed my thrusts. Two legs went around me and pulled me deeper inside. I grabbed a handful of hair and kissed her.
"Did it taste good, little slut? Does it taste as they wrote about it in your dirty magazines? It does for me. I'll eat Librarian Pussy whenever I can."
Panting, she answered, "You can eat it all day long, but don't stop fucking me! Morgana, this feels so good."
"Remind me to give Astoria a reward, Librarian. She gave me the reason to fuck my bitch. Merlin, your pussy is tight. Now get off the table and bend forward over it. I want to ride you from behind."
After bending over the table, I lifted her dress and got a clear view of the honeypot. Without waiting, I shoved my Dude inside. Changing our position made me notice that the door was ajar, and I saw two heads looking in. It didn't stop me, though.
I slapped Hermione's ass a few times and asked, "Do you like my spanking, my horny slut?"
She gasped, "Morgana! Yes! Do it again, Sir! Your bitch is loving it!"
I chuckled, "I wonder… Would that little tramp enjoy it as much as you do? Or is it my dick that makes it feel good? Nah, forget about that little tramp, I'm having too much fun with my personal slut. Rub your clit, honey, and caress my balls if you can reach them… That is the spot! I am going to fill you up, Librarian!"
Xxxxx
We went at it as bunnies. After ten minutes, the door closed. Daphne said to Tracey, "We will look for that book tomorrow. I think we learned and heard enough for today."
Tracey nodded, "We heard and saw plenty, alright. I didn't know they were such potty mouths. Where did they pick up those lines? It was kind of hot watching him brutally… do Hermione. She enjoyed it by the sounds she made."
"You might find it hot, but not me. I want a caring lover, not a caveman," said Daphne, "I bet I'll be having nightmares of what we saw."
Tracey sighed, "I'll be dreaming tonight. No doubt about that."
Xxxxx
We had a small party to celebrate the new year. Luna sent a Patronus to her Dad. Astoria tried, but did not succeed. She was pouting for an hour. Daphne and Tracey are still stuck with a white vapor, and are secretly happy that Astoria is stuck too.
At the bell of Midnight, Hermione gave me a long, hot snog. Then Luna came for a hug and a peck on her cheek. Her hug lasted longer than I expected. I asked Daphne and Tracey, "What are the customs of the purebloods at the New Year?"
Tracey answered, "Family hugs and kiss the cheeks as Luna did, friends usually give a hug, acquaintances wish each other happy New Year. Others just nod or say a few words."
"What about House Guests? Do they have a set of rules?" I asked.
Astoria hugged me, "Happy New Year, Lord Black."
I responded, "Happy New Year, Astoria. May it be filled with joy and happiness."
Was that posh enough? I still don't have a clue how to act as a Lord. Ah, Tracey and Daphne are coming over reluctantly to give their hugs with a happy New Year as proper House guests.
Tracey was first, she hugged me… a bit forceful to be honest, and pecked me on the cheek. "Happy New Year, Lord… Harry."
I returned the peck and said, "Happy New Year to you, Tracey. May we live in Peace and Harmony."
Daphne was the last one, the hug was… meh, she just kissed the air next to my cheek. Where Tracey pressed her body against mine, Daphne kept her distance. Not even her torso touched mine. Maybe I expect too much. The nights with Hermione are spoiling me.
Xxxxx
The Holidays are over, we are buckling down on our studies, and went down in the basement to inspect the newly cleaned study rooms. Each course has a room designed for it. The Astronomy room had its ceiling enchanted to show the night sky. Zoom included. True! I even spotted the moon buggies on the Moon!
Astoria frowned, "Why did the Muggles put a horseless carriage on the Moon? That doesn't make sense."
Hermione tried to explain, "The US landed on the moon in 69, in 71 they took a buggy… a vehicle along, to move around more. They had to leave it behind to lose the extra weight to lift off the moon."
Well, to be honest, I did not believe the Americans landed on the moon. To me, it was all a staged show. Think about it, they just changed their Abacus for a computer, and they sent a rocket to the Moon. One module stays in orbit, and one goes down to the surface. They gather some rocks that could be found on Earth, and they lift off. Here is why I was skeptical about those Moon landings. The Moon module took off and connected with the module in orbit.
How did they find each other? They have a limited time to connect; one is circling the Moon with considerable speed, the other is coming up from the Moon. The odds of docking with the orbit module on the first try are astronomically low, and they did it six times. To add some drama and PR, they let unlucky number 13 have an accident and heroically let it return to earth by the skills of the Crew and the ingenuity of the Ground personnel.
Why was I so skeptical, you ask? Because more than thirty and forty years later, many spacecraft failed several times to dock with the International Space Station. And they did it in the seventies six times using an Abacus and an ancient computer. I stand corrected. Where was I? Ah, spouting nonsense.
I was fond of the dueling room and the practice room to cast spells with automated target dummies. Kreacher warned me, "Master can not destroy right foots. They hold the Core to self-repair the dummy."
Ah? These dummies have auto repair? I asked, "Can they repair themselves endlessly, Kreacher?"
Kreacher shook his head, "Five times, Master. Then Core needs to reload."
Hmm, there goes my idea of a dummy army. Moving eats Magic, attacking costs Magic, and Reparo costs a lot of Magic. McGonagall's army of Armors only worked because those armors are saturated with centuries of Magic.
The dummies could not only do normal attacks. They couldn't cast Magic by themselves; if they could, I would be the first to try to construct them. The Enchantments and Runes from the room used the dummies to cast spells. They let the spells leave from the dummy's hands as if they were casting the spells. Add the fact that they can move fast, and they are perfect for combat practice.
Hermione, Tracey, and Daphne are the happiest with the Rune chamber. The room has a cabinet that has a row of labels with the names of books on it. Put a bit of Magic on the label, and the book appears for a period of time, depending on the amount of Magic. And the Blacks have lots of books on Runes.
Xxxxx
We took turns in tutoring Astoria, I handled DADA, Luna did Charms; Tracey Transfiguration, Daphne Potions, Hermione did Ancient Runes. For fun, I added Muggle studies to my list.
It is hilarious to find out how the Wizards view the Muggle world. And disturbing how the Wizarding World is heading to be discovered within twenty years.
Well, I am Astoria's least favorite teacher. Half of the time, I used her for target practice. After two weeks, she can hold a shield up and can dodge three-quarters of my spells. Meh, I just love to see her jump around hot and sweaty.
I made sure every girl is training in combat with me, at least three times a week. Any protest I ended with, "What will happen when you are attacked? Will you just surrender? Is your wand just a stick of firewood? Oh! They are attacking me! I yield! Do whatever you want with me!"
Daphne bit at me, "What can we do against a Crucio or Avada Spell, Potter?"
A wave of my wand had a flock of birds circling me. I answered, "Put something between you and that spell, Greengrass. Conjure an iron shield at the start of the fight, which will protect you from most of the spells, even the dangerous ones. Is the shield damaged? Blast that shield at the enemy and Conjure another one. Protego costs a lot of Magic. You only have to watch out for a Bombarda, but they can easily be avoided."
I mocked her, "You said once, you would fight them to the death before you allow them to touch you. How are you going to do that? By running away screaming? You want to survive? It starts here with me."
Daphne glared at me, "And you are going to face twenty of them? They move around in big groups; they will have no problems capturing you, Potter."
I shrugged, "You can see big groups come from far away, Greengrass, the black cloaks and silver mask are a big hint too. Are you going to wait and hope they will move past you? You can apparate away, or just run to get out of the anti-apparate spell."
I added, "Most of those Death Eaters are the scum of our World. Dropouts and petty criminals are the majority. From those twenty, four of five can handle a wand properly; the rest are casting and hoping to hit something. A physical shield can handle 80% of those spells. Enough to let you escape."
Hermione suggested, "We can conjure the shield the police force uses during riots. It is lightweight, transparent, and strong. I bet if we have an example, conjuring one would be easy. Or we could keep one in an expanded bag like my beaded bag. Oh, bullet-proof vests! We have to get our hands on those too. If it can stop a bullet, then it can stop most of the physical spells. If we enchant them, they could stop almost everything."
I pointed out, "That is only possible if you go to battle, honey. Or are you going to walk through London with a bulletproof vest? That would be quite the spectacle. If Death Eaters are coming for you, I doubt you have time enough to put that vest on. You need that time to get away."
"I know, Harry, but we have to face them someday. We have to prepare for that. A shield and a bulletproof vest are a good investment. It will save lives."
Xxxxx
Did you know House Elves are the perfect thieves? They are! Dobby is a super rogue! I only had to explain what I needed once, and Dobby visited every police station and nicked a part of a riot set in each one until he had a complete set. He did more, though: Teargas grenades, handguns, flashbang grenades, even a machine gun and a sniper rifle. I had to let Dobby nick the bullets for them.
The demonstration in the duel chamber was an eye-opener for our purebloods. Hermione conjured a set of earmuffs and said, "Put these on; the noise can damage your eardrums."
First, I tested the handgun, a Glock something. My expertise, you ask? I could say that I was a veteran soldier with five wars behind my belt… Nah, my brother-in-law once took me to his war reenactment club. They had a firing range to let them experience true firearms and what damage bullets can cause.
I shot a few rounds with a handgun and watched an instructional video on what damage a machine gun can do in inexperienced hands. Yep, the recoil of the machine gun made it sway around and spray everything with bullets.
I was allowed to try it after watching those videos. They prepared me for the recoil. It came in handy for this situation. I fired the Glock, giving each dummy a hole near the heart. Then I took the MP5 machine gun and sprayed fifty bullets in burst mode, giving each dummy a set of three bullets. I looked at the pureblood girls who were looking slack-jawed at the damage I caused to the dummies. They were specially designed to simulate real bodies.
I said, while I put the empty machine gun away, "The Army has bigger and stronger weapons compared to these. Can those Death Eaters face an army of 100,000 soldiers? How many Death Eaters are there anyway? Two hundred? A thousand? They may kill a lot of soldiers at the start, but Muggles can adjust; Muggleborn would aid them. I would aid them. Then Snake Face will be known as the starter of the first Global Witch Hunt. I would be surprised if one out of ten wizards survives that hunt."
I pointed at the weapons and said, "At first, I planned to include a special battle force from the Army, the SAS." I shook my head, "But then I would be the one who started the Witch Hunts. Once they realized that all those disasters from last year were caused by wizards, they would hunt us down one by one."
Daphne asked, "What if you can convince them that it is a small terrorist group causing all that trouble? They can not paint us all with the same brush, do they?"
I shook my head, "No, we are too different from Muggles. If our communities are too different, our beliefs, our way of life, or our religion, that makes it easier for them to wipe us out. All through our history, complete population groups were wiped out or nearly exterminated. Almost every nation has a dark history about it. The Witch Hunts in the sixteenth century were just one of them. Alerting the SAS will cause disaster."
I added, "We would be on the same list as the Roma from the 18th century; the Apache of the 19th century; the people from Patagonia, the Native Americans, the list goes on and on. If you are different and pose a threat, you get killed. We have to clean our own mess."
Astoria gasped, "You want us to fight Death Eaters!"
I shrugged, "Where can you hide if they can easily find you? Between now and twenty years, the streets will be covered with cameras. Not one move will be undetected. Those cameras have face recognition; they will spot a Wizard from miles away. We have to win this war on our own, Astoria, or there will be no wizarding world for our children to live in. We have to win before we get detected by the Muggles."
I pointed to the third weapon, "That one is a Sniper rifle. It can kill from half a mile away. And that is the hard part. We need to kill them to have results. Wounding them will only keep them out of action for a day or two. Then they are healed back to full health. That is like filling a bottomless barrel with water."
Tracey shook her head, "I doubt I can kill someone with those horrible things, Harry."
I nodded, "Nobody is asking you to, Tracey. I will be the one doing the killing. I just need some support, someone watching my back."
Luna spoke up, "I will be watching your back with that sniper, Harry." She turned to Daphne and Tracey, "Tracey and you heard what those Death Eaters planned for me, Daphne. I doubt I would survive a year in that dungeon. I have no problem killing them instead."
Hermione gasped, "Killing, Luna? Are you capable of killing human beings?"
Luna nodded, "Remember those Death Eaters from the Ministry raid, Hermione? They are running free now. How long did they stay in Azkaban? How many did they kill after their escape? Now that they control the Ministry, it gets worse."
I got their minds back on topic. 'Using it or not doesn't matter. I want all of you to get familiar with the handgun and carry one when you go outside. We need wand holsters and shoulder holsters for the guns… no, perhaps a small extended pocket."
I pointed at the Rune Students, "See what you can come up with by putting Runes on those weapons. Silencing for one, a way to save ammo, putting Runes on ammo, cooling on the barrel, for example."
I stopped them from taking the weapons. "First, learn how to safely handle them. Check if there is a bullet in the chamber. It would not be the first one who killed someone or themselves."
Xxxxx
A week later, we were ready. The Glocks are mean little killer weapons now: Silenced, Auto repair, Cooling, weightless, Gemini on the Ammo, and the ammo is Runed too. The tips are engraved with extra penetration. Then the air around the Glocks is refreshed after each shot, so the usual smell of gun fire won't betray us. Last, runes prevent others from using Magic on the guns.
Our MP5 got many of the same enchantments. Because of the size, the girls could add a Fidelius on the weapon. We can carry it around, and nobody would see it. Luna trained with her sniper rifle. The extra-large bullet tips gave Daphne the idea to make it into a Portkey buster. Once hit, and the target activates their Portkey, it will make the Portkey malfunction and port the body in different parts to their destination. She found the Rune sequence in a small Black book: Tricks to win a War. Daphne can be a mean bitch sometimes.
We took Luna out to practice her accuracy. She could hit a melon perfectly from up to 300 Yards away. We halved the distance to calculate the movements from the targets. Next was planning the ambush sites. We need a clear meadow with a hill close by for Luna to have a clear sight.
We created ten ambush locations. We spelled Luna's hiding places with all the spells we used at our camping spots. At each Meadow, I made a manhole to the right of Luna's firing range. That will give me a bit of protection from their spells and give Luna a clear shot. I think we are ready.
Xxxxx
That evening at dinner, I said, "We will start tonight at site 1. We will use it again if the first batch is taken care of and the bodies are vanished. After that, we move to Site 2. No two times there, we move directly to site 3, then 4, and 5. It will depend on who appears after that when someone calls out his name so many times."
Hermione sighed, "I know that you are right, Harry. But that doesn't mean I like it. I will be with Luna. She needs... a spotter, it is called, I think. I can not let you or her go out alone."
Daphne groaned, "We also want to help. It is our fight too."
I nodded, "Alright, you can stay with Luna and guard the area. Hermione will focus on Luna's targets. You and Tracey scout the surroundings for additional dangers."
Daphne snapped at Astoria, "You stay here! Father would kill Harry if he knew he took you to a fight with Death Eaters."
Astoria pouted, "Fine, I get the message. You want all the glory for yourself."
Xxxxx
At Site1, I called out, "Voldemort is a pussy!" and apparated to my manhole. Six men apparated in. One by one, they got a burst from my MP5, starting with the closest one. The last one got shot by the time they realized they were under attack. We waited a few minutes in case a second load appeared, then I went to the bodies. Low-life rif-rafs, all six of them.
I used my Death stick to transfigure their bodies into straw puppets. I made a hole in the ground, put the puppets in, and with an incendo they burned up in a minute. I looked in Luna's direction, and all four of them were puking up their meal. I called out, "Again, or do you want to stop?"
Hermione shouted back, "Site 2, Harry. We used too much Magic here to clean this up."
We repeated our trap and killed another eight. Luna got her first kill, one of them apparated a bit farther away from the rest, and pointed his wand at me. We called it for today after I disposed of the bodies. Luna was too upset about it. Talking about it is different than doing it.
We apparated back home. I pulled Luna into a big hug, "You did well, Luna, but you'd better stop if you have moral problems with it. Killing is not easy, even when they are the scum of the earth."
I looked at the others and said, "That counts for all of you. I'd rather do this alone than give you mental trauma."
Luna shook her head, "We already have mental traumas, Harry. I have nightmares about Malfoy's Dungeon and what they planned to do with me. Fighting back helps me get through this."
Daphne sighed, "Luna is right, Harry. This is our fight too. As you said, we have to prevent a Witch Hunt. We will do our part in it from now on. Luna doesn't have to carry that burden alone anymore."
Xxxxx
That night, Luna crawled into our bed and nestled herself between us, "I don't want to sleep alone tonight." She said, while cuddling against my body.
I looked at Hermione, who just shrugged and cuddled Luna's other side. "Good night, Luna, Harry."
Waking up with a hand around my dick is great! Until I realized who did the grabbing. I took the situation in for a moment. Luna is still asleep and has my Dude in her hand… or is Luna pretending to be asleep and is taking advantage of the situation? Yes, she is. She is slowly exploring the male parts of my body. So we both pretend to be asleep.
Luna is doing a great job; she explored everything, from the nuts to the tip. She circled her thumb around the top, then she started pumping. Luna is giving me a handjob!
After a while, I started moaning, "Don't stop, whatever you do, don't stop. This feels great."
I put my arm around Luna and grabbed a handful of hair, then I pulled her head up and kissed her, while my other hand took a tit and started playing with it. After her first surprise, Luna snogged me back, her hand moved faster, and she started moaning too.
That woke Hermione up. She got closer to take in the situation, then she chuckled, "Who is a naughty girl? Don't stop what you started, naughty Luna, keep going until Harry sprays his load. I want to see him cum with your hand around his Dude. Harry, feel if her snatch is wet. I bet her panties are soaked."
Luna froze for a moment when she heard Hermione's voice, but after hearing her comments, her hand went into overdrive. She could not get enough of kissing me, and gasped in my mouth when my hand went into her panties and explored her pussy. I spread her lower lips and pushed a finger in. Boy, she was tight! I ended the kiss and said, "Our Luna is dripping wet, Honey. Her pussy is very tight. Don't stop, dear, I am about to blow."
Luna moaned in my neck when she felt my finger move in her pussy, and said, "Me too! Morgana, this feels so good! Pull my hair, Harry! Just like that! I'm Cumming Harry!"
I shot my load while Luna rode her buzz. I waved my wand to clear the mess and said, "Our Luna was a naughty girl, Hermione. How are we going to punish her?"
5. Naughty Luna.
I chuckled, "Although, after that handjob, she needs a reward instead of a punishment. But you are right, Luna started it. What punishment do you think is fitting, Honey?"
Hermione answered, "She can start by telling us what her intentions are. Does she want to steal you from me? Or does she want a place in our bed?"
Luna shook her head, "I don't want to steal Harry. I've been watching you these last weeks, and I want to be a part of it. Your comments during your shags let me think that you would not mind me joining. I took a risk last night and this morning."
I stretched out, "Well, the first thing on my mind is to empty my bladder, and a shower. Luna, join us."
Playing with girls is more fun with an empty bladder. My shower was big enough to serve three people. Luna was our center of attention; we soaped her up and washed her thoroughly, and we cleaned every nook and cranny. Luna enjoyed the attention; her favorite is still kissing me. She could not get enough of it. Hermione played with Luna's tits and moved a hand to her snatch.
Slowly, she pushed a finger in and started moving it. She said, "You are right, Harry, Luna has a very tight pussy. Playing with another pussy is hot!"
Luna moaned in my mouth, her tongue doing overtime, stimulated by being double-teamed. When Hermione's other hand went down and fondled the clit, she came with a scream. While Luna recovered, I turned Hermione around and bent her forward. There are not many comfortable positions to fuck in a shower. Especially when the floor is slippery. Going in from behind is one of the safest positions.
"Hold on to Luna, honey, I am coming in!" I said while entering her snatch with a thrust. She heard me and grabbed Luna. "Do it, Harry, show our Luna how good you make me feel. Morgana! I love the way you take it slow."
Luna looked at me, Hermione held her by the waist, and I looked into Luna's eyes. I said, "Play with her tits, Luna. Her nipples are sensitive and love to be played with. Honey, move your hands a bit lower and tell me how Luna's butt cheeks feel like."
She started groping Luna's bum, which Luna enjoyed. This is becoming a true threesome. "Soft, but firm, Harry, she has a perfect ass. Let's explore that pussy..."
Her hand went to the front and started moving at the pace she was going to cum. When Luna pulled at her nipples, Hermione came with a scream. It made me lose my load and fill her snatch.
Xxxxx
We took ten minutes to rinse it off. Once dry, I gave Luna a hug, "You are part of us now, honey. You can sleep with us or come over when you need a hug, a kiss, or more fun."
Hermione hugged her from behind and whispered, "We will have plenty of fun, Luna. Come to our bed whenever you want. Even if it's every night... or day, when you feel horny."
Luna's eyes glazed over at the prospect of playing with Potter during the day. She nodded, "I will, Hermione. It has been a long time since I was as happy as I was this morning. I'm not ready to go all the way, but I loved what we did this morning. Thank you both."
I let go and said, "Let's have breakfast!"
Xxxxx
Astoria noticed the change in Luna; she was more outspoken and clingy to me. The other two blamed yesterday's events for the change in behavior. We discussed the next course of action.
I pointed out, "Fourteen Death Eaters not returning from a Taboo run will raise suspicions. The next ones will know how to handle a wand. We have to be quick to eliminate them, and the batch after them will be on high alert. At the moment, Snake Face is searching for a replacement wand. He is looking for the strongest wand possible. We have to use this opportunity to eliminate as many as possible."
Daphne asked, "Won't the Death Eaters call him after a few raids from us?"
I shrugged, "I doubt it. If he said, "Don't disturb me," those who do will be on the receiving end of a Crucio, especially if they are failing in their task. He is still pissed off about the thirteen years he had to spend as a vapor, and his slaves are feeling it. I bet the Malfoys felt it. They did lose his precious diary, after all."
Tracey was puzzled, "What is so special about that diary? Isn't it just a book to write your thoughts in?"
I shrugged, "It became special when he put part of his soul in it, dear. Then it became a priceless treasure to him. Malfoy foolishly used that diary to frame Arthur Weasley."
Daphne got suspicious, "Wait, there is more to this story than you are telling us. What do you mean by putting part of his soul into that diary?"
Hermione held her hand up. "That is supposed to be a big secret, Daphne. A dangerous secret. We should keep it a secret."
I patted her leg and shook my head, "I am sick and tired of the secrets Dumbledore forced on us, Hermione. I bet if we went to Gringotts with them, they would take care of them in a day. We read that Egyptian pharaohs used parts of that ritual to store their Ka, Ba, and Ahk in a Soul Jar. Their Curse Breakers should have experience dealing with it."
I added, "Bill Weasley was part of his Order. He is a Curse Breaker of Gringotts, and Dumbledore never talked to him about it. Too scared to share his secrets with anyone. It would have spared us a lot of hardship."
Daphne tapped her knuckles on the dinner table, "Then it is time that you share those secrets with us. Don't you think so?"
"Fair enough. Think, Daphne, what would you do if you were afraid to die? You are super powerful and talented, and you want it to last forever. You also have access to the darkest Magic books about rituals. What would you do?"
Daphne swore, "I would search for ways to become immortal... That is why he is back alive! He found a way to cheat death! The Pharaohs! They stored parts of their soul in burial jars! He did the same? But Professor Babbling in our Rune class told us those storage Runes would lose their powers after a few years, at most two or three decades."
I nodded, "Herpo the Fool designed a ritual to permanently store parts of your Soul. You lose a big part of your sanity if you do, but Snake Face is not one to dwell on that. Sacrificing babies, virgins, or family members gives the best results. Moaning Myrtle was the first, out of seven."
Hermione clarified, "That is what we have been doing since last summer. The Diary was his first; we have Slytherin's Locket. Dumbledore found one in a ring, the ring that gave him that black hand." Then she pointed at me and said, "And there was one in Harry's scar, a false one, but Dumbledore regarded it as a real one. That is why he never trained Harry. With that thing in his scar, he thought that Harry was destined to die. We got rid of that one, by the way."
Tracey swore, "Our World just got several shades darker, Daph. Why would Dumbledore keep this a secret? He was gone for thirteen years! He should have enough time to get rid of them!"
"I can only guess," I said, and speculated, "Maybe if the Death Eaters knew about them, they would resurrect him sooner? Or would they hide them deeper?"
Daphne shook her head, "Personally, I would think they would do all they could to destroy them. Soul Magic is dangerous stuff. Ghosts exist, so there is an afterlife. Getting there requires a Soul, a complete Soul. Once you split them apart, you forfeit your place in the afterlife. Then he depends on his followers and on those vile things to get a new body. Harry? What did he use to get a new body?"
I shuddered at the memory and answered, "A Ritual with his Father's bones, his servant's flesh, and my blood, the blood of an enemy."
Daphne asked, "Did he use the whole skeleton or just some parts from it?"
I shook my head, "My dear, I was tied up to a tomb, was scared out of my skin, and my scar hurt like a Crucio. I didn't pay attention to how many bones got into that cauldron. Why do you ask?"
Daphne pointed out, "That Ritual allows him to keep his vile things whole. He will have to use those when his Father's bones are used up. I doubt his grandparents' bones can be used."
Hermione remarked, "Dumbledore would have destroyed the rest of those bones… Forget what I said. He would keep them, just to make it harder for us."
Luna asked, "What are you looking for?"
I answered, "According to Dumbledore's research, artifacts from the founders, Slytherin's Locket, and the Ring were heirlooms from his Mother's side. There is a Hufflepuff's cup, which was stolen at the same time as the locket; we suspect something from Ravenclaw, and his snake Nagini is one too. We have the ring and locket, my scar, and the diary. Three more and the original."
Tracey groaned, "Our parents need to know that! But once You-Know-Who finds out we are searching for them, he will go berserk."
She looked at me, "How confident are you that you can find them before the start of the summer solstice?"
"The Snake will be the hardest part, I think. I have two good leads for the two others," was my response.
Tracey turned to Daphne, "We can use the blood-reclaiming ritual. He just has to deliver a note with his purpose and the reason why he will do the ritual at Gringotts. They have to check whether there are any outstanding contracts signed with his blood. He has to deliver a paper with a sample of his blood and Magic."
I cursed out loud, "Umbitch! That vile bitch forced me to write lines using my blood with a Blood quill. Is that reason enough to reclaim my blood? Merlin knows what she is planning to do with it."
Daphne shook her head. "She would have done that already… perhaps Dumbledore forced an oath from her to never use them. He must have known she was using blood quills."
Tracey pointed out to me, "It is still prudent to reclaim your blood, Harry. Our blood can be misused in many ways. That is something our mothers emphasized. We have to use sanitary panties when we have our periods. They vanish the blood immediately… Why am I telling this to a boy? This is so embarrassing…"
I shrugged, "It let me know of the importance of my blood, Tracey. Relax, I know how the inner plumbing of females works. There is nothing to be embarrassed about."
Tracey blushed, "It is still something we don't discuss with boys, Potter! We have to move that reclaiming Ritual to Ostara, the Spring Equinox. Letting your blood in enemy hands is asking for problems."
"She definitely is an enemy, alright. That bitch is sending Muggleborn to extermination camps. If I ever meet her again, I'd kill her on the spot." I looked around me and continued, "And we are back on topic. Taboo hunting. I feel we need binoculars with infrared vision. That way, we can spot invisible Wizards. Someone could get the bright idea to apparate invisible to us."
Astoria commented, "I'm sure Dobby can find a few in those Muggle Auror stations. Why do they call it a station? There are no trains coming in or going out."
Hermione answered, "Because they were called that way before trains were invented, Astoria. But you are right, the police should have a few of those. We will let Dobby search for them later."
Xxxxx
We moved to site 3 and prepared everything. I was in full riot gear, shield included. My manhole was quite sophisticated, three feet deep, I put a riot shield on my back with a sticking charm, and a small barrier in front, just low enough to let my Machine gun fire over it freely. Luna was ready, and the girls were in riot gear too. Hermione with thermal binoculars and the snakes with machine guns in their hands, standing on guard.
"Voldemort is a fuck face!" I called out, apparated into my hole, and waited for the first ones to arrive. They are slower to arrive, compared to yesterday. The group of six Death Eaters apparated in together. I immediately started firing with my trusty MP5 on automatic. I mowed them down before they even could see where the danger was coming from. I waited a minute, then I got rid of the bodies, just like yesterday. I filled my manhole and removed all evidence of the battle… massacre.
At Site 4, we repeated our ploy. "Voldemort is a Mother Fucker!"
This time, a big group came in, fifteen of them. Now, the Runes on my MP5 are proving to be worth the effort. The seconds I gain with a silent MP5 are priceless, and then firing on automatic without needing to reload is a blast! 400 bullets a minute is the normal speed. Our Gemini spell can handle 300 shots a minute.
Hmm? Daphne and Tracey are firing too. Ah, there are a few who apparated farther away. Luna is firing her sniper too. I managed to mow my group down; they could not find me at first, and their spells were way off. I heard people apparate in, another group? Yep, they apparated on the spot where the bodies were on the ground. My MP5 kept on firing, while they were losing their balance from standing on corpses. The tally? Twenty-five for me, and ten for the girls.
We made a serious dent in their troops. Thirty-five today, fourteen yesterday… that's a lot of them! Accio Wands gave a good harvest. I forgot to do that yesterday. Without Olivander, good wands are hard to find. I cleaned the crime scene and called it a day.
Xxxxx
Dobby, Betty, and Winky popped us back home; we changed gear, had a quick shower, and sat down in our small study… doing nothing. When everyone was in the room, I sighed and said, "There were way more people than I expected. It was madness."
Daphne had tears in her eyes, "I killed two people, Harry. Two. The bullets went right through their Protego as if it were made from paper."
Hermione commented, "That raid was well organized on their side. They only didn't calculate our weapons. Luna got an invisible wizard before he could portkey away. I'd bet he will not like how he arrives there."
Tracey shook her head, "Not tomorrow, Harry. I'll lose my mind if we do this three days in a row. I killed people today, Harry."
I nodded, "You are right, Dear. Two or three times a week is enough. If it makes you feel better, know that there are forty-nine fewer Death Eaters who hunt innocent people to put them in camps."
Daphne sighed, "This war is going to be a messy affair. Father wrote me that they had hired a mercenary band of 150 wizards. Our Mothers are in Denmark with Gran."
Tracey explained the mercenaries, "Most of them are Big Game Hunters and Bounty Hunters. They get the chance to hunt Giants, Trolls, and the other nasty creatures You-Know-Who has in his army."
I suggested, "If they need practice, in the Forbidden Forest is an Acromantula colony of a few hundred big, nasty spiders. I think they are outside the wards."
Xxxxx
We sat still for a quarter of an hour, slowly sipping our tea. I wished to get something stronger, but realized that was a slippery slope. Drunks are made that way, first to numb the emotions, then to sate the addiction.
The whole time, Luna was clinging to my side with my arm wrapped around her. Astoria teased, "Careful, Luna, Hermione might get jealous of the way you are hugging Harry."
Luna shook her head, "No, I am allowed to hug Harry. It makes me forget what we did out there." Luna snuggled closer, pressing her body against mine, and said, "You should try it once, Astoria. Now that Harry's body is back in shape, he is a hunk. He is a great kisser too, I can not get enough of his kisses."
Astoria gasped and asked, "Hermione? Did you allow Luna to kiss Harry?"
Hermione nodded, "Having a threesome with Harry was a secret fantasy of Harry and me. We had one this morning. We played with Luna, and Luna gave Harry a Handjob. Luna has been watching us for weeks. Last night, she got into our bed, mostly to forget what we did that day."
Astoria was slack-jawed, "You meant those things you said? I thought it was just dirty talk you read in a book."
I looked at her, "We knew that Luna was watching us; we didn't spot you, however. So… did you learn something new, little perv?"
Astoria protested, "Little perv? You dare to call me that, Mr Potty Mouth? It is only natural to get curious if you hear loud noises coming from the terrace. If you don't want to be watched, keep it in your bedroom!"
Luna dreamily said, "That is a moot point, Astoria. They love being watched by us. Harry and Hermione are acting out their fantasies. Being watched is one of them." Luna looked at Hermione and teased, "I bet giving Harry a blowjob in front of us all is a secret fantasy too, isn't it, Hermione?"
Hearing it said out loud made her blush. Then she nodded, "It is, Luna. So are many other fantasies I want to act out. But that doesn't mean we have to do it in front of everyone. They will be uncomfortable living here when we do that."
Luna shook her head, "It will keep their mind away from what happened today."
I tussled Luna's hair, "Calm down, honey, I bet Daphne and Tracey are not interested in males right now. They are not curious to watch Hermione suck my dick."
Daphne shrugged, "Go ahead, Harry. You are right, we are not interested in males at the moment. The boys in Slytherin made sure we wouldn't. That is why Tracey and I kept together, to watch our backs."
Hermione got stars in her eyes and asked to be certain, "You would not mind that I give Harry a blowjob here, Daphne? What about you, Tracey?"
Tracey answered, "Do it. It will get my mind off what we did today. Suck him, slut! That is one of your fantasies too, isn't it? Being bossed around by a Mistress, and doing her bidding. I bet it is, those uptight smart girls are closet perverts. Take his dick out and start sucking, slag. Do it now!"
Hermione didn't hesitate for a second and came to me. She got down on her knees and unbuckled my pants. With Luna hugging me, Dude was already rock hard. She started licking from the top to the balls.
Tracey commanded, "Take his clothes off, so that we can have a better look at your man, tramp. Use your wand for it! No, not like that! Use the switching spell and switch his clothes with air. That is better. Say, that man of yours bulked up good in these weeks. He is becoming quite handsome. Are you not afraid we would steal him from you? Ah, ah, aah! Don't answer, suck!"
Hermione loved every second of it. She always wanted to try the Dom and Sub fantasy. I wouldn't care either way. What matters is her mouth on my Dong. Luna had her eyes fixed on how my slut was sucking me. Then she reached out and grabbed a handful of hair, and she started to move along with the head movements, every now and then pushing her head a bit deeper.
Tracey nodded, "That is a great idea, Luna, but don't press her too deep, she might gag and puke on Harry's dick. No, slut! You are not allowed to rub your cunt! Hmm, you have too many clothes on. Remove them, slut… that is better. I see that your cunt is dripping, and we have only just started. You are a dirty whore, aren't you? We are watching your man getting served by you, and that is exactly what you want. Raise the tempo, slut. Maybe I'll get aroused too."
Crap! Usually, it is Daphne who is the Dom in Fan Fiction and Tracey the Sub. Her personality has changed now that she is bossing Hermione around, commanding the room completely. I pulled Luna up by her hair and started kissing her. Luna loves it when I pull on her hair. Eagerly, she responded. A wave of Tracey's wand got Luna butt naked.
Tracey chuckled, "There is our threesome. I have to admit, it is dozens of times more sexy than what we saw in the past. No! No, not fondling your tits either, slut. Your focus has to be on your man, or you might lose him to one of us."
I sat on the edge of the couch and leaned against the backrest to give Hermione easy access to my Dude. Tracey grinned, "Luna, stand up on the couch. Yes, that is an ideal height. Face Harry, and let him eat your pussy. Hold his hair and lead him to where you want his tongue, Luna."
That was a surprise, Luna standing on the couch, got her fanny right in front of my face. I didn't think twice and started sucking. I moved my lips and tongue all over her pussy and finally, after a few minutes, started hissing, §I love the taste of your snatch, little tramp. Let me talk to it until you pass out! Cum for me!§
Luna screamed it out, "Oh Morganaaaah!" her body kept on shocking from the after-effects of her orgasm. It was enough to let me shoot my load in Hermione's mouth. My tongue did not only vibrate, but also send small pulses of Magic through it. Nobody lasts longer than thirty seconds of snake talk.
Tracey was puzzled, "That was fast. Harry? What were you hissing just now?"
I answered, "Parseltongue, Tracey. The only good use for being a Parselmouth. Girls cum within a minute, even without a second of foreplay."
Tracey pointed down, "There sits one horny slut, Harry. She needs a reward for that great blowjob on you. Do your snake talk, I want to see and hear it properly. On the couch with your legs wide open, slut. Your man has to finish what you started. Luna, kiss the slut and taste Harry's cum."
Hermione knew what was about to happen; she felt it often enough these last weeks. Eagerly, she sat down and spread her legs. I hardly hissed two words, and she had a major orgasm. Part of her orgasm was sharing the taste of my spunk with Luna.
Tracey shook her head, "That was way too fast, Harry. Do it again. Hiss to that bitch."
Meh, why not? I noticed Astoria looking at us with wide-open eyes, with a book on her lap and one hand moving underneath. Daphne was not missing a moment of the show, with a hand in her panties. Hermione lasted a minute longer, enough to get my Dong back in action.
I smiled at my Horny Slut, "Prepare yourself, love. One Dude coming in."
She panted, "Fill me up, Harry! Show them what they are missing out on."
I put her legs on my shoulder, folded her almost double, and penetrated Hermione's snatch. She moaned, "This feels soooo goood! Fuck me, Harry! I'm having what they are fantasizing about! They rub their clit thinking what you are doing to me and wishing they got it too."
Annoyed, Tracey said, "Luna, kiss the slut, she talks too much. Bragging is not allowed for a slut. She must satisfy her Mistress by doing a good job."
I turned my head and asked with a grin, "Too close to the truth, Mistress? Does your pussy need attention? Let Daphne kiss it, I bet she did that plenty of times already."
6 Taboo hunting.
I increased my thrusts and said, "Or do you want a turn with me? Do you wish to be in my slut's place right now? That I am balls deep in your pussy? Or do you want me to fuck Daphne and Astoria?"
Hermione lost it when I mentioned the Ice Queen and cummed with the thought about me fucking Daphne and her sister. I turned to Tracey and stood in front of her, my dick still pointing upward.
I offered, "Do you want to try it out, dear? You, Daphne, and me? Or do you want me to talk snake to your pussies?"
I got closer and hugged her. Tracey didn't shy away from me. I took that as a sign to proceed. I whispered in her ear, "What are your orders, sexy Mistress?"
Tracey shuddered and started kissing me with a passion. Hermione grinned and waved her wand with the Switching spell. Tracey lost her clothes and was butt naked in my arms. She didn't care about it, and pressed her body against mine, deepening her snogs. We moved to Daphne's couch, and Tracey sat down next to her. This time, I went down on my knees in front of her and put my hands on her legs to spread them open.
My lips traced her legs from the knee up to her snatch. Once there, I started talking, §I have almost all colors now, Luna's blond, Hermione's brown, and your black pussy. Now I have to get Daphne's and Astoria's platinum blond… I still need a Red one! And a Strawberry Blonde! A copper color! Fifty shades of Red, Blond, Brown, and Black! We gotta catch them all!§
That was enough to get Tracey over the edge, "W,w, what? Sweet Morgana!" The rest was lost in her scream. Tracey is a screamer! §Once is not enough for the mistress! So we do this again, a few fingers on the G-spot and my tongue on her clit will do it… … There she goes!§
After a few minutes, Tracey came for the second time with a loud scream and collapsed. Without a word, I turned her and pushed her down on the couch, letting her head rest on Daphne's lap. I got on top of Tracey and pushed my Little Harry into the cave of pleasures.
It made Tracey moan, "Potter, that was amazing, if you can fuck, like you give head, then I'm keeping you! Daph! You've got to try it once! Oh! This feels good too. Fuck me, Potter! You were right, Slut! We wanted what you have every day! Now I want to keep it; I want to enjoy it. Fuck me, Potter! Let me feel what it is like to be alive!"
I started moving with long, deep thrusts, slowly increasing the pace. I looked at Daphne and said, "Let this Mistress taste your fingers, Daphne; the ones that you had in your panties. Then work on her tits. Those nipples are begging to be sucked."
Blushing, Daphne presented her fingers to Tracey, who eagerly sucked on them. Then she reached for Tracey's tits and started fondling them.
Tracey moaned under that double attack, "This feels so good, slow down, Harry, I want it to last longer. I love it when it gets so deep inside me."
I shook my head, "Nope, I am about to cum. I can't slow down now. Hermione, kiss your Mistress!"
Daphne had to pull back to make room for Hermione. My slut whispered to Tracey, "Savor it, Tracey. This could be all yours if you want to share it with us, or a one-time deal, like after what happened today. Give me a snog, Tracey."
Hermione is a greedy one. While she kissed Tracey, her hands started wandering. One to Tracey's tits, the other between Daphne's legs. Daphne could not move away due to Tracey's head on her lap, and I doubt she wanted to. I saw Hermione's hand disappear between Daphne's legs, legs that opened a bit wider to give better access.
That is my greedy slut! Two at the same time, and they love it! Hermione leaned back and presented her wet fingers to me and asked, "Do you want to taste Daphne, Harry?
I could not hold it back anymore and shot my load inside. I groaned, "I'm cumming, Tracey!"
When I recovered a bit, I took in the situation. I fucked Tracey and Hermione; ate their and Luna's pussies. Daphne was a passive accomplice with Astoria as a wide-eyed spectator. Is this a four-and-a-half-some, or a small orgy? With a thought, my wand was in my hand and did a big cleaning charm on all of us.
I pointed at Tracey, "Hermione, finish Tracey. She needs it."
I sat next to Daphne and watched my slut go down on her Mistress. I said to Daphne, "If you want it, you just have to ask for it, dear. We will never force you, Tracey or Astoria."
Daphne nodded, "I know, Harry. We will eventually. Not now, though. There is too much to think about right now. I am not ready for that step."
Tracey was ready, alright; she came screaming to Morgana, the Deity of Sluts and Orgasms.
Xxxxx
When we all came back to our senses, Daphne frowned, "This is not normal House Guest behavior! There are more factors than House Guest rules influencing us. What drove us to submit to you, Potter?"
I shrugged, "How would I know, Greengrass? You and Davis are supposed to be the experts on Wizarding customs."
Hermione gasped, "Life Debts! It has to be the life Debts. That is why we accept everything from Harry so easily." She looked at me and said, "Think about it, Harry, everything changed after that Horcrux from your scar went away. That is also why we skipped several steps in our relationship and jumped right into acting out our fantasies. We share several life debts between us, that is why we are so comfortable with each other."
Daphne pointed out, "Saving us from Malfoy's Dungeon is not a complete Life Debt like Luna's, Hermione. We were not in mortal danger; they only used us to pressure our parents. If they killed us, then our parents would do everything to avenge us."
Hermione shook her head. "There is more, Daphne. In our second year, Harry killed a thousand-year-old Basilisk at Hogwarts. That Basilisk already made victims, like Moaning Myrtle, Filch's Cat, Creevy, Justin, Clearwater, and me. We told you about the diary. What would happen if Tom Riddle took his Basilisk for a walk through the castle to eliminate all Muggle-born and Half-bloods?
She turned to Tracey and said, "You are a Halfblood, Tracey. That is why you react more intensely to Harry than Daphne. Your Life Debt to him is stronger than hers."
She pointed to Astoria, "That is why Astoria did not join our group… thing. She was not in school when it happened, and she was not in Malfoy's dungeon. Astoria is a pure House Guest. We are between House Guests and Concubines, Consorts, or Wives."
That could be it. Now that Voldemort is out of my scar, the Life Debt will get stronger and harder to resist. With Snake Face still in the scar, it partially blocked the Life Debts from activating.
I groaned, "I forgot that bloody snake. I read about it in the book about the Duties of a Lord of the Wizengamot. With events like that, the Wizengamot awards an Order of Merlin to pay off that debt. As long as I don't receive that Order, that Life Debt will stay active."
Now that I think about it, that is probably why Draco did not rat me out in the books when the snatchers captured us. That was him paying off his Debt. That is also why Tracey and Daphne so easily accepted that Hermione and I shagged with them in the room. They could just have left the room; nobody forced them to stay. Astoria, you ask? I bet she is a little perv.
Slowly, Tracey started to accept the truth, "It makes sense. But how will we go from here? I bet our parents would not have let us stay here if they knew about the debt."
Daphne sighed, "We can not run away from it, now that we know of the Life Debt. It will compel us more strongly the more we fight it. The fact that Tracey reacts more strongly to Harry than I do proves that the Debt is real. Even now, she is not covering her private parts from you or Hermione."
I suggested, "Why don't we keep this for the Taboo Hunts? That contains the Debts to isolated moments." I added, "That will keep it from spinning out of control. Hmm, we'd better clean up and get dressed first."
Xxxxx
When we were all cleaned and dressed, we discussed our day, carefully avoiding the Orgy. I started, "Today was intense; we never expected that many Death Eaters showing up. We gave them a serious blow, but killing that many people, even when they are murdering animals, will eat at our sanity."
Hermione got worried, she speculated, "They will back off or apparate in with full force next time. It depends on who is giving the orders."
Daphne shook her head, "They can not back off, Hermione. That will be acknowledging that there is a stronger Force in the Country. They are losing face if they do that."
Luna commented, "They will examine the location of the Taboo call, and not show up if they expect an ambush. The desolate locations we are using for our ambushes, for example. That means we need to move our ambushes closer to inhabited areas."
Tracey warned us, "When they find out Harry is behind these attacks, they will start hurting the people close to him, starting with the Ministry Six, the Weasleys, and the Order of the Phoenix. It is a good thing nobody escaped from us, and your helmet covers a lot of your face."
She touched another urgent topic, "We need to change the blood reclaiming ritual into a blood burning Ritual. I read a book last night about it, and when the blood is in a person, it will not be reclaimed. That is to protect blood relatives like children, if they are still in the womb. The Blood burning will burn every drop outside of Harry's body."
"That will make Snake Face's blood burn. If he is with his minions, they will panic. If he is out to search for a wand, they will only notice his disappearance after weeks or months. We have to do that ritual as fast as possible, though," I concluded.
Daphne nodded, "You are right, Harry, but we have to start with Gringotts. They need to know our plans, or you will face difficulties with them after the war."
Xxxxx
My account manager read the letter Dobby handed over to him.
Account manager of the Potter account(s)
I recently found out I have an account manager. I know, it is far too late, and the situation in Britain is one step away from the abyss. My excuse? Dumbledore placed me with Magic-hating Muggles who did everything they could to pretend Magic didn't exist.
Dumbledore also made sure I never got any mail and isolated me in school. I left the mail redirection in place to avoid being captured.
That being said, I am in need of a blood-burning ritual. Enemies have gotten their hands on my blood, and I can not afford to let them keep it.
I want to know if there are contracts out signed with my blood and what policy Gringotts is using about blood-burning rituals. Please call on Dobby to bring me that letter. He is the only one who knows my location.
Do give me any suggestions and information you think I should know.
Included is a drop of my blood and an infusion of my Magic for identification.
Heir Harry James Potter.
The account manager looked up from his letter and said to Dobby, "Return here this time tomorrow."
Xxxxx
The answer from Gringotts came the next day with Dobby.
Heir Potter,
Or I should say Lord Potter/Black.
First of all, Gringotts prefers that we do that ritual in our Ritual chamber with Goblin Elders performing it. We acknowledge your situation, however. We are discussing it with our Elders to allow you to do that ritual yourself.
There is only one contract signed in your name, namely a marriage contract with Ginevra Molly Weasley. Dumbledore signed that contract in your name with your blood. Attached is a copy of that contract. It is for you to decide to honor it after the blood is burned away.
I contacted your Account Manager from House Black and informed him of your plan. His letter is included with this one. We petitioned the Horde-leader to let your House elf bring you inside Gringotts. That way, the ritual can be done in Gringotts, as it should be.
Both of us urge you to claim your rings as soon as possible. They give you authority and extra protection.
Let us know the exact date and hour of the Ritual and deliver a new sample of blood the same day, preferably in person.
We await your response.
Blooddagger, Potter Account Manager since 1956.
Well, there is another Potter trope, the Ginny Marriage Contract. I read the Black letter first.
The letter from the Black Account Manager gave us extra information.
Heir Black.
The previous Lord Black named you his heir and emancipated you, so that you could take your lordship up. You never did so. We advise that you do this as soon as possible. Lord Malfoy is putting pressure on me to let his son take the Lordship.
Lord Malfoy has a precedent because you did not take the Lordship for more than two years. If you do not take the ring this year, then Draco Malfoy can claim House Black due to the neglect of your duties.
That being said, there are no blood contracts out with your blood. There are many contracts concerning House Black that need your attention. Blooddagger and I are petitioning a War exception to let your House Elf transport you in and out of Gringotts to settle your accounts and claim your rings.
We await your answers
Sharpclaw, Black Account manager since 1947.
I returned a letter to say I would wait until the Horde-Leader made a decision about the ritual.
Xxxxx
The mood in the house has changed since that day. The Greengrasses and Davis are more relaxed, now that they know I am not going to push to shag them. I made it clear that any action with them involved had to start from their side. Hermione and Luna made sure that my needs were sated.
The next Taboo Hunt was the hardest; twenty invisible Death Eaters apparated in. I started spraying bullets all around in the direction of the noise with my MP5 machine gun on automatic. Daphne and Tracey followed my example, while Luna was tapping them off, one by one, in case they wanted to portkey away.
The shield on my back got a few hits from spells. It is a good thing that they need to yell the Avada spell. The moment I hear Avada, they get a set of bullets in their body before they can say Kadavra. This time, we got a few inner circle members. I did not recognize them, but they had the inner circle marks on their masks. Meh, after taking their wands, I changed them into straw puppets and burned them all.
We gathered in the small study after the raid to unwind, aka Hermione and Luna asking for a Parselblowjob. Tracey was asking next, followed by Daphne, who was curious about the intensity of my snake tongue had on the others, and asked for a sample. And a second, a third one, we had to stop her, or my head would still be between her legs. Hermione and Tracey made sure my Dude got his due.
Luna is still traumatized from Malfoy's Mansion and is not ready to get shagged, she is getting close, though.
Xxxxx
Hermione, Daphne, and Tracey worked together to develop infrared and night vision on Luna's sniper rifle and our visors from our helmets. Daphne demonstrated the functions by turning them on and off on voice command.
She explained, "We can do night raids this way. Wizards use at most a Lumos or a Point Me spell. We tested it on several invisibility spells; the infrared exposes them all. The only thing that works is your invisibility Cloak. Oh, that reminds me, we need to do maintenance on your cloak, Harry. There are a lot of tracking spells on it, old and new ones."
Tracey added, "The most recent ones are spells on fibers that are sewn into the seams of the cloak. The cloak in itself is a marvelous piece of Magical fabric. Can we study it when the war is over, Harry?"
I nodded, "When the war is over, and you don't destroy it in the process, Tracey."
Xxxxx
Our next Taboo raids are still successful, Luna's sniper scope, and the visors of our helmets, which allow us to see infrared, were a big help. That was needed, because more and more snatchers apparated invisible to the site. Usually, I could see where they were by the noise they made when they arrived. The thermal image from my helmet made sure I would not miss them.
Any effort the snatchers made to catch us was neutralized. We never used the same spot for our ambush. Our kill count? Over a hundred this month. We deliberately didn't count them, although I suspect Hermione has the exact number.
It became a habit after every Taboo Hunt to take a shower and gather in the small study, for some after-battle Parselblowjobs and the occasional shag. Tracey and Daphne, these two are hooked on my Parselmagic, they can't get enough of it, although Tracey enjoys a good shag too. Astoria? She developed a peeping Tom behavior, she even spied on us in my bedroom.
Xxxxx
At the end of January, we had to adjust our strategy. The snatchers only came to populated areas; they avoid calls from deserted places like the highlands in Scotland. Our ambush spots need to move closer to the Magical communities to lure them in.
It is time to branch out to the camps. We captured a Death Eater, and Daphne used Legilimency on him; she got all locations. When she was done, she killed him with her Glock. A headshot at close range finished him off.
Daphne shook her head, "This is the last time I search these animals' memories, Harry. I'll go crazy if I do that again. We have some planning to do tomorrow."
Xxxxx
When we returned from a raid, Astoria presented two letters from Gringotts, "These arrived today with Dobby. Gringotts approved for Harry to do the Blood Burning Ritual in Gringotts. They also suggest claiming your Rings, Harry. It makes you officially Lord Potter and Lord Black. You need to make an appointment a week in advance."
This is a new development: Astoria is acting as my secretary, taking care of my paperwork, and keeping in touch with our allies. Her and Tracey's parents, and keeping an eye on the Marauders map.
"Thank you, Tory. Can you write back and set the date for a week from now? Preferably… hmm, when would be the best time to do that ritual? At night, or during the day?"
Daphne suggested, "Do it at night, Harry. The Goblin caves are always dark, so day or night won't matter to them."
"OK, Tory, set it for next week at midnight." I'm allowed to call her Tory now. I forced it a bit after I caught her spying on us in our bedroom a few times. It won't be long before she asks for a Parselorgasm; she is getting more curious every day.
Xxxxx
A week later, Dobby popped me into a room of Gringotts at midnight. Blooddagger and Sharpclaw were waiting for me. Blooddagger said, "Follow me, Lord Potter, the ritual has to be done first."
While we walked to the Ritual room, Sharpclaw warned me, "That ritual has a limited Range, Lord Black. Blood that is out of a radius of 800 miles will not be affected."
I asked, "Snake Face used my blood to resurrect; will the ritual affect him? I heard he is in Europe somewhere looking for a wand."
Sharpclaw shrugged, "I don't know. We will have to ask the specialists."
The Ritual room was dark and gloomy. I guess they can see better in the dark than we can; it made it spooky for me, though. Twenty-one old Goblins were waiting for me. An old Crony pointed at a box, and said, "Put your clothes and jewelry in that box, boy, and stand in the middle of that Heptagon."
Butt naked, I stood in the Heptagon, the first seven Elders stood on the corners, and the others started to dance in two circles around the Heptagon. After five minutes the old ones on the corners pointed their… I hope their ceremonial daggers, at me and shouted something in Gobellydobbelly.
That made my body heat up, Lethal Fever heat! Just when I wanted to scream it out, I felt a pulse going out from my body as the center. I had to stay for 63 minutes in the center, 3 Minutes for each old Goblin.
Xxxxx
In a cottage in Yorkshire, several pages of paper started to burn; they were in the middle of a stack of papers, all filled with blood from students of Hogwarts. Umbitch must have taken a sleeping potion or spell because the smoke did not wake her up. Well… we won't miss her. I bet a lot of people won't miss her.
It just happened that Snake Face was visiting Gelly Grindelwald, on the border between Germany and Switzerland. Prison life didn't do Gelly good; he was almost at the end, probably mourning over his Alby Walby.
Gelly must have foreseen it, he chuckled, "Those are the hazards of using your enemy's blood, Tom. Do you feel the burn? I would run if I were you. Stay, and you burn."
With a scream of rage, Tom apparated away, as far as he could from Britain. He appeared in Albania at his hideout and started using spells to cool down. He realized that Potter must have done a blood-burning ritual. His new goal was to replace Potter's blood with an alternative. Every time Potter does that ritual, he has to scramble to get out of range.
He checked himself out when his blood got back to the normal temperature, and noticed that a part of his Magic was affected by the burn. The animals close to his hideout didn't sleep that night. There was a madman screaming to the sky over the loss of 30% of his Magic.
Xxxxx
Sharpclaw was the first to discuss House business. First of all, he made me accept my ring and sign the papers that I accepted the Lordship over House Black. First order of business was to close the drain on my Vaults… No, I have to wait until I have the Cup and the Tiara before I kick up a storm.
I asked, "What is the policy on storing Horcruxes in Gringotts vaults?"
Sharpclaw frowned, "It is not allowed, Lord Black. This is a bank, not a storage depot for Souls. I guess he made one?"
I nodded, "He made seven of them. My scar was one too. That is why Dumbledore kept me ignorant of the Wizarding World. The less I have, the easier it is for me to sacrifice myself. Malfoy had one, his first. A Diary he made at Hogwarts. I destroyed the diary in the Chamber of Secrets with a fang of a Basilisk. Dumbledore got the Peverell ring. He destroyed it with the Sword of Gryffindor. We have Slytherin's Locket, and we are keeping it safe until we can destroy it. We are missing Hufflepuff's Cup, Ravenclaw's Tiara, and he made his pet snake one too."
I came to the point, "Bellatrix has one in her possession, I bet it is the Tiara from Ravenclaw, or Hufflepuff's cup. You should check out her Vaults. Or, can I confiscate her Vaults as a penalty for killing the previous Lord Black?"
Sharpclaw slowly nodded, "That is your right as her Lord. But I must warn you that it will alert Lady Lestrange to the fact that her Vaults are confiscated. I bet you don't want that kind of attention, Lord Black."
He offered an alternative, "We can do an audit of Bellatrix Black's personal Vaults and confiscate all forbidden artifacts. We will report the result of the audit only to Lord Black."
I sighed, now I don't need to rob this place. I asked, "Does House Black have Shares of the Daily Bullshit? I am getting tired of their propaganda."
Sharpclaw checked his papers, "15%, Lord Black."
I nodded, "We keep my Lordship a secret for now. We focus on the properties on the continents for now."
Two hours later, I went to Blooddagger.