Bab 23: The Holy Saviour
Chapter 23: The Holy Saviour
"You have two choices regarding what we can do in the first half of the summer vacation. And after that we will stay at Sirius's place, thankfully by then Sirius will be properly healed both physically and mentally." Harry informed his little sister with barely held enthusiasm. Iris nodded, not understanding how she should feel about the new family member. Sirius Black was unknown to her. He was neither bad nor good in her book. Hopefully she will be able to decide that after spending some time with him during the vacation.
"Our first option is that we can go swimming every day after I get a membership card from a nearby club for both of us or we can take dancing lessons from professional dancers. What do you want to do, Iris?" Harry asked, wanting to make the vacation enjoyable and worthwhile for his little sister.
Iris quickly wanted to choose the swimming option but resisted the temptation and thought about the other option thoroughly. Going swimming would be fun and she could use the chance to show her growing body in a swimming suit to her brother and maybe he would finally snap out of his reluctance and will start doing more fun things with her. But the dancing option had its own merit, it would be more romantic to let him wrap his arms around her and move with the rhythm of slow music, she would also learn a new skill which was a plus. She remained silent for a few minutes, going over all the pros and cons of either option. It was a hard decision, she groaned and buried her face in her palms.
"You choose. I can't seem to decide." Iris mumbled.
"Hmm, sure. Let's do both then." he answered in an amused voice. She snapped her head up, noticing his smirk and realising that there was no choice, he had decided that they were going to do both activities from the beginning and was just messing with her.
"Harry!" she squealed in part happiness that she will be able to do both, learn how to dance and enjoy swimming while part annoyance for playing with her.
"Yes, dear Iris." Harry grinned. She shook her head, not knowing whether she should get angry with him or hug him tightly. At last, her choice was taken away from her as Harry himself pulled her into his chest with a chuckle.
"This summer is going to be fun. I hope you enjoy it." Harry told her, caressing her long red hair. Iris knew how much Harry loved moving his fingers through her hair so she often didn't tie her hair and let it flow behind her freely and it wasn't that much bother, considering that she quite enjoyed his gentle caresses. She wrapped her own arms around him and pressed her face to his chest, listening to the thumping of his heart. She pulled back after a few minutes to see Harry smiling at her, she rose and gave a gentle kiss on his smile, making his smile wider. "Thank you, brother."
They both spent the next half an hour planning the details.
A day later, everything was set. They both would go to a swimming pool in the morning and would take dance lessons in the evening.
In the meanwhile, Tracey was busy reuniting with her parents at her home. Daphne and Astoria on the other hand were bored out of their minds as they didn't have any plans for the vacation. So, they did what they always do when they were bored and annoyed, they fought with each other but at least this time they did it in a productive way. Their duels kept Daphne in shape and gave Astoria plenty of chances to improve.
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Iris and Harry laughed and shrieked as they played in the cold water of the swimming pool. There were other people too in the pool but they were thankfully not many and far away from the pair. Harry dunked under the water and grabbed Iris's left leg, pulling her underwater. He could hear her muffled scream of surprise. She kicked his hand away and jumped up. Harry's head emerged from the water, his lips pulled wide in a beaming smile, his naked chest inflating and deflating, sucking in the air hungrily.
"Harry!" Iris yelled and jumped on him, trying to force him under water. "You freaking scared me. I will have my revenge."
Harry laughed in joy as he grabbed her waist and pulled her under the water alongside him. He could see her panicked look as they sunk deeper. He tightened his grip on her waist, making her look at him. He smiled and nodded his head in assurance. Iris reluctantly stopped struggling and clung to his chest tightly, looking around in the blue water. Harry's focus was though just on Iris. He couldn't believe how beautiful she looked right then. Her flaming crimson hair flowing around her face, her emerald eyes alight as she looked around curiously. She was just so cute and beautiful. He also didn't mind how good her body felt against his. Her thin tight swimsuit against his torso was not thick enough to stop him from feeling her body heat and softness. He remembered how he had drooled when he had seen her in a swimsuit for the first time, her lean legs free from the usual barrier of her clothes, her pert arse basically naked and how perfectly the swimsuit accentuated her slim waist and the growing curves of her chest. Iris had then just smirked at him in triumph as he had ogled her, as if his reaction was all she needed. She hadn't stopped at that, she had walked towards him with an extra sway to her hips and pressed herself against him, letting him feel the curves of her body and had given him a long sensual kiss on the lips.
He felt Iris start struggling again, bringing him back to the present, so he kicked with his legs and their heads broke the surface of water simultaneously after a few seconds. They both were panting, breathing the air frantically. Iris grinned at him, making him smile back at her. Though he also noticed that she was shivering from the cold. Harry pulled her to him, their bodies pressed against each other to generate warmth.
"I think it's enough for today. Let's get out." Harry said, fearing that she may catch a cold. Iris just nodded and followed behind him as he climbed out of the pool.
Their dance lessons were also going well. In the beginning, they had stepped on each other's toes for uncountable times but as the days passed, so did their clumsiness. At the end of week one, they both were moving gracefully with the music. They could have stopped the lessons then as they had learnt enough but they continued going to the lessons just so they could continue to dance with each other and improve their skill under the watchful eye of the instructor.
Iris and Harry were enjoying their vacation to its full extent. Expectedly, something wrong finally happened. A month later in their blissful vacation, Harry was unceremoniously summoned to Daphne's house. Unfortunately for Harry and fortunately for Daphne, she was standing when she summoned him so he appeared standing in front of her instead of on top of her. Harry, seeing Daphne's concerned expression, quickly understood that something unsavoury happened. He pulled her in a hug.
"Are you alright, Daph?" he asked, pulling back and squeezing her shoulders.
"I am fine. Don't worry about me. You need to see this." Daphne hastily said and placed the Daily Prophet in his hand. Harry's face turned stormy as he read the headline.
Pettigrew Escapes Azkaban
"Stupid Ministry. How can they let him escape? How inept they can be." Harry grumbled as he threw away the paper but didn't show as much anger as Daphne had suspected.
"Don't worry, Daph. Everything is under my control." Harry smirked as he sat on her bed and closed his eyes. Daphne sat beside him, waiting for him to explain what he meant by that. Harry quickly used his Deus present already in Pettigrew to determine where he was and entered his mind, unraveling all the secrets. A moment later, Harry opened his eyes. He was confused if he should rage at how Voldemort was planning to resurrect himself or laugh at how he now knew everything about the elaborate plan. In the end he just grinned at how lucky he was.
"Harry?" Daphne asked in concern. Harry smiled in a reassuring manner and gave her an one armed hug.
"I know where Pettigrew is and what he is planning to do." Harry whispered in her ear and then told her about Voldemort's plan. Daphne knew how powerful Harry was but still she paled instinctively as he informed her about the resurrection of Voldemort. Seeing how scared Daphne was, Harry pulled her in his lap and kissed her softly, redirecting her concentration. Daphne moaned as Harry's soft lips touched hers. They dragged the kiss until the need to breathe became a necessity. They parted and stared at each other.
"Don't worry, Daph. Trust me. Everything will be alright." Harry informed her in a hard tone filled with confidence. Daphne nodded, her mind finally free of fear to rationalize her thoughts. Harry suddenly smiled at her playfully.
"As I am already here. Why don't I spend some time with you." He grinned as he fell back on the bed with Daphne on top of him. She laughed at his antics and straddled his lap, feeling his hardness under her shorts. She rocked her hips, loving the glazed look in his eyes as he moaned. He gripped her arse with his hands and squeezed them, earning a low moan from her. She slowly lay on top of him with her hands on his chest, replacing her arse with her own groin which pressed on his bulge, kissing his neck as she humped against his crotch. Harry let out another moan, his one hand fondling her arse and his other hand creeped under her t-shirt, caressing the smooth and warm skin on her back. Daphne gasped as she felt his hand on her skin, she looked in his dark lust filled eyes as they moved their hips on each other, both enjoying the friction between their groins.
He let out a grunt as he released inside his underwear, his hardness slowly going away. Daphne growled as she wasn't able to cum. She suddenly yelped when Harry rolled her over so he was on top of her.
"Trust me." was the only thing he said before he unbuttoned and unzipped her shorts and pulled it down to her ankles, her blue underwear finally making an appearance.
"Harry!" she gulped down nervously, a blush tinting her cheeks. Harry just smiled at her and mouthed 'trust me'. She gave a reluctant nod. It was the first time he was seeing her in underwear. He had of course touched her underwear long ago whenever he groped her arse in passionate makeouts but never before had he seen what was under her skirt. It was totally a new experience. Daphne couldn't get rid of the stubborn blush as Harry just stared at her underwear. He absent-mindedly erected a silencing ward around them.
"So beautiful." he mumbled in daze, staring at her milky thighs. Her blush intensified at his compliment. He spread her thighs on either side and scooted closer to her. Daphne was holding her breath, not exactly knowing what Harry was going to do. He put his palm where her nether lips were hiding under the fabric of the underwear and applied pressure over it. She let out a long and loud moan. Harry used two fingers and traced a line where he predicted her lips were, eliciting a loud gasp from her. The cotton underwear sunk in a little, showing where her lips parted, where her entrance was. Daphne was tense as a bowstring, ready to unload.
"Harry!" she moaned loudly, shivering in pleasure. He started moving his fingers on the partition of her lower lips in a particular pattern. Daphne screamed in pleasure and arched her back, enjoying the new pleasant sensations she never experienced before using her own hand. She trembled and moved her hips erratically along his fingers and slumped down on the bed after gasping his name "HARRY!". A second later, her clean blue underwear wore a wet spot which continued spreading in the shape of a rough circle. Harry chuckled in mirth as he lay on top of her, kissing her lips slowly and lovingly. He slid from on top of her and lay beside her. She turned on her side so they both were facing each other. Daphne was smiling shyly at him, still unable to get rid of the redness on her cheeks. She loved how they finally progressed their physical relationship. She scooted closer and cuddled against him.
"That was amazing." she said, in a whispering tone.
"Yeah." Harry replied absent-mindedly, his one hand and his eyes on her thigh, she was still in her underwear. Daphne groaned as he squeezed her arse cheek, his fingers sinking in the soft flesh. She could see him licking his lips. She could understand his situation. He always was fascinated with her arse and today he was finally able to see it without any clothing, her round cheeks were bare for the viewing pleasure of Harry.
She just stared at him while he caressed her arse, grateful that she wasn't the only one who was enjoying the intimate moment. He shook his head as if to clear away his muddled thoughts. His emeralds met her dark eyes. They remained silent and just gazed into each other's eyes, trying to show how much they cared for each other.
"Are you enjoying the holidays?" he asked as his hand slid up, resting on the curve of her waist.
"Not really. We are not doing anything during the holidays so me and Tori are extremely bored." Daphne complained. Harry frowned as he caressed her back.
"Then you and Astoria should stay at Sirius's with me and Iris for the rest of the holidays." Harry suggested. Daphne's eyes brightened at that.
"You think Mister Black won't mind?" she asked, not wanting to celebrate before the confirmation. Harry shrugged.
"He won't. Ask Tracey if she is interested. She can also come. That way, we all will be together." Harry replied, smiling at the thought.
"Okay. Though don't get your hopes up for Tracey. I don't think she will part with her parents for half of the vacation. But I will still ask her, maybe she will accept. Maybe." Daphne mumbled. Harry nodded.
"It's time for me to go, otherwise Iris will start to panic. See you later, Daph." Harry said and waited for her nod and then teleported away but not before giving her a proper long kiss on the lips. Daphne grinned as she lay on the bed alone. She pulled the shorts up from her knees and buttoned it. She then suddenly started giggling happily as she touched her lips on where Harry's were just a moment ago.
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Sirius Black was worried, not about his health, whether it be mental or physical, he was totally fine in that regard, thanks to that beautiful healer, Miss Sofia.
Who he was worried about was Iris. He was the only one other than Lily and James who had seen the corpse of the supposed daughter of his best friend in the hospital that day. He had cried that night along with James and Lily at the cruelty of the world to make Lily experience the horror of losing a baby girl before she was even named.
Seeing Iris brought back bad memories along with a huge relief that Iris was alive and the unlucky child who died on that unfortunate day wasn't Lily's and James's. Sirius didn't even question if Iris was an imposter, no one who had seen twelve year old Lily Evans can say that Iris wasn't Lily Evan's daughter. If somehow a twelve year old Lily Evans stood beside the twelve year old Iris Potter, no one can argue that they are not twins. Basically, Iris Potter was the comeback of Lily Evans, at least in appearance.
The appearance of Harry and Iris along with two other girls in front of his house brought him back to the present. Sirius smiled affectionately at them as they walked towards him. Sirius had suggested to Harry that he will come to the Dursleys to bring him and his sister to Grimmauld place but Harry had assured him that he was capable of finding his house on his own. Sirius was reluctant but had agreed nonetheless.
"Harry." Sirius smiled, resisting the urge to just grab him in a tight embrace. Harry smiled back.
"Padfoot." Harry nodded and then turned towards the girls.
"Girls, this is Sirius Black. Sirius, this is Iris Potter, my younger sister. This is Daphne Greengrass, my best friend and then this one here is Astoria Greengrass, the younger sister of Daphne's. They both will be staying with us until Hogwarts." Harry introduced them to each other. Sirius smiled at all of them and led them inside the house. As they were walking down the hallway, a portrait started screaming profanities at them.
"Sorry about that. She is my mother. A total bitch. I tried to remove the portrait but she is stuck with some ancient spells on the wall." Sirius apologized. Harry was just staring at the portrait of a middle aged woman in amusement.
"Wow. She has some nice vocabulary." Harry cocked his eyebrow eliciting a laugh from Sirius. Seeing them making fun of her, the portrait upped the level of profanities. Harry, tired from the constant barrage of verbal abuse, just snapped his fingers and the portrait burst into golden flames, silencing everyone. The others just watched the screaming portrait in horror and amazement while an elf appeared and tried to douse the flame unsuccessfully. At last, there was just ashes of the former portrait on the floor and a wailing elf.
"Clean the mess, elf." Harry ordered. The elf snapped his head at him and pounced on him. Sirius was going to stop Kreacher but his help was unneeded.
Kreacher was hovering in the air, unable to move, unable to attack. Harry just narrowed his eyes at the elf, he waved his hand and the elf was blasted towards the wall where he smacked against it and slumped on the floor.
"Next time you try to assault me, you will die a painful death. Know your place, elf." Harry said coldly. His tone sent a shiver of fear down Sirius's spine. He had known that Harry wasn't a normal teenager and was quite ruthless remembering his first encounter with him last year but seeing him in action just made him realise how powerful and scary Harry was.
"Now...clean...the...mess." Harry said dangerously, enunciating each word. Kreacher had a mutinous glare but followed his order nonetheless. Harry and his friends were then led to the living room where they spent the next hour chatting with the sole adult.
Sirius was the one who talked the most, recalling old happy memories of Lily and James. Harry and Iris drank every bit of information about their deceased parents while Daphne and Astoria were laughing and giggling at the pranks Sirius and Harry's father had played on everybody during their time at Hogwarts. After all were tired, they went to their respective rooms assigned by Sirius and left him alone in the living room.
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"Are you sure, Harry?" Sirius asked again, just before they were leaving for the Quidditch World Cup.
Apparently, Fudge had decided to give Sirius three premium tickets to lessen the animosity between the Lord Black and the ministry and Sirius being a quidditch fanatic had accepted it with glee. Now, with the limited number of tickets, there was a question of who would go to watch the world cup and who would remain behind. Sirius hadn't anticipated that Harry would bring Greengrass sisters to his house for the rest of summer so hadn't thought to buy more tickets for them.
Harry had declined the offer to go to watch the game as he knew how much Astoria and Iris loved Quidditch while he wasn't that big of a fan for the sport, he only watched quidditch matches in which Astoria and Iris played. So, Sirius, Iris and Astoria were the ones who were going to see the world cup while Harry and Daphne would stay home. Sirius, being a generous godfather, had tried to make Harry go in his place but Harry wasn't ready to leave Daphne alone for the whole day. After so much protest from both Astoria and Sirius, Harry was still unmoved. At last both Astoria and Sirius conceded defeat and gave up on him. That was two days ago.
But it seemed Sirius was still hoping that Harry would go in his stead.
"Oh, come on. I am really sure that I want to spend my time with my best friend than to watch men flying on brooms and doing stupid stuffs." Harry groaned. Sirius sighed as he finally gave up.
"I hope you enjoy the world cup, Astoria and Iris." he said, giving them hugs as they all stood before the door.
"I am feeling guilty that I am taking your place." Astoria grumbled. Harry laughed softly as he wrapped his arms around her. Astoria's own arms snaked around his waist as she hugged him back.
"Don't be. I think I will enjoy my time here with Daphne more than at the world cup, if you understand what I mean." Harry whispered in her ear as Astoria pulled back, her nose scrunched in disgust.
"You both are horny morons." she whined, making Harry and Daphne laugh. It was a poorly kept secret in Grimmauld place that Harry and Daphne were doing stuff with each other.
Iris was strangely quiet since it was decided that Harry won't go with her at the world cup. She wasn't exactly unhappy with his decision as she knew she would love being accompanied by Astoria at the quidditch world cup but she still wished her brother would also come.
"Just a few hours, little one and then we will be together again. Don't worry, I am here and am going nowhere." he whispered in her ear as he embraced her, reminding her that he would always be there for her. Iris sighed in comfort, pressing her face on his chest and her arms clinging to his neck. When he pulled back, he placed a kiss on her forehead and gave her an affectionate smile. She so wanted to demand a kiss on the lips but knew she wouldn't be getting it in front of Sirius.
They all knew that Sirius may suspect that Harry and Iris were involved in an incestus relationship as he knew Iris and Harry slept in the same bed and their behaviour towards each other wasn't totally normal but he hadn't asked them about it yet and they weren't going to give him any more reasons to validate his assumption. It wasn't as if they were hiding their relationship to Sirius, they were just being discreet and not outrightly telling him about their unique relationship. Iris kissed his cheek in farewell and went out with Sirius and Astoria.
Just as the door closed behind them, Harry had Daphne in his hands and their lips were attached. Harry carried her to his room and they fell on the bed. Daphne climbed over him, sitting on his hips.
"Just you and I. It's going to be fun. So much fun." Harry grinned, his hands already on her amazing arse. Daphne smirked, stifling a moan.
"Just you and I." Daphne said, putting her hands on his chest and started grinding herself over him. They moaned together, closing their eyes momentarily.
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Everything was amazing. The tents, the players, the matches, the mascots so it was a surprise when Sirius woke Iris and Astoria in the middle of night after they had watched their first international quidditch match. Both girls quickly understood that something was very wrong, clued by the screams coming from the outside.
"Let's get out. Come on girls. We need to go home. Now!" Sirius yelled, running outside. The girls followed him without any protest. There was chaos everywhere. People were running towards the forest. Many tents were on fire. On their left, twenty meters afar, a group of men in black robes and white masks were levitating the muggle family whose screams of fear chilled their souls.
"Death Eaters!" Sirius gaped in horror. He turned towards them with a furious expression.
"Go to the forest, follow the people. I will go save the muggles and deal with the Death Eater scum." he said with an angry scowl. Before he could run away, Iris grabbed his hand, stopping him.
"Wait!" she yelled amidst the screams. Sirius gave her a dubious look but waited for her to tell him why she had stopped him. Iris meanwhile thought of Harry, thinking if she didn't call him now for help then he may again show his anger at her which she was doing her best to avoid. A second later, Harry materialised in front of them, shocking Sirius.
"Whoa!" Sirius yelped, taking a step back, looking at Harry dumbly who was just wearing shorts and a loose t-shirt. Harry needed just a few seconds of looking around to realise what was happening. He looked at Iris and Astoria and gave them a nod.
"Good call, now let me take care of it. I will be sending you all home." He said, snapping his fingers. Before the girls or Sirius could protest, they were enveloped in golden lights and when they blinked again, they were in the living room of Grimmauld place.
"Morgana's tits! What just happened?" Sirius yelled, pulling out his hair. Iris stepped forward and started explaining about Harry's power.
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In the chaos, Harry was thinking if he should hide his face and create a persona to kill these bugs or show his face and finally reveal how powerful he truly was.
'Hmm, let's show them how powerful Harry Potter is. And to give them a chance and to prolong this game of cat and mouse, I will just use the regular magic. Let's see how many minutes I need to kill some cowards.' Harry thought in amusement as he brandished his wand. He also changed his clothes. No one was going to take him seriously in those sleepwears. He was now wearing a yellow shirt and white pants, he also put on a crimson robe over his shirt.
"Let the game begin." Harry smirked as he strode towards the metaphorical centre of the cyclone. The Death Eaters stopped their laughing and jeering as they noticed a boy in crimson robes walking towards them.
"It's Harry Potter." One of them shouted in surprise. The dozens of panicked people who were running around aimlessly, stopped to see what was happening.
"Let's finally take revenge for our Lord. Let's kill the snobby brat once and for all." another masked Death Eater yelled in rage, earning nods of approval from his stupid friends. Harry waved his wand and the three muggles flew to him. He gently caught the preteen girl in his arms and placed her behind him, with her parents.
"Everything is fine. Go run and don't look back." he said in a sympathetic tone. The child's parents grabbed the girl and ran away towards the forest. He pushed his wand to the side, erecting a shield to stop the jet of lights which were just then sent at the back of the escaping muggles.
"Mudblood lover!" A masked Death Eater snarled as his spells to kill the muggles were stopped.
"Last chance to all of you, surrender or die!" Harry yelled, his voice rising with magic, his emerald eyes shining in the dark, his crimson robe swirling without any wind. Even the Death Eaters felt the inevitable fear by remaining in front of Harry Potter. The bystanders now had totally given up on running and were watching the spectacle.
"Shut up, you son of mudblood, no one here fears you and there is no Dumbledore to save you." one of the Death Eaters screamed in anger and confidence.
Harry was amused by their reasoning, he couldn't remember when had Dumbledore ever helped him or saved him. He erected a very strong ward around him and the dozens of Death Eaters. The ward would prevent them from escaping and will also won't let any spells pass through it, safeguarding the innocent bystanders. He started walking towards the Death Eaters while batting away their spells with little effort and dodging the spells when necessary. He was getting close to them but he still hadn't fired a single spell. 'Looks like I won't even need to use magic.'
The Death Eaters were panicking as their spells proved useless against him. For them, he was like a death incarnate, walking towards them and their every desperate attempt was batted away as if they were nothing but mere flies. So, at last they started firing the unforgivables.
"Pathetic." Harry scoffed, his voice was heard by everyone due to the deadly silence around them. Harry weaved through the spells with no concern, many green or red jets of light passed by him but not a single one was able to pierce him.
Lucius Malfoy, the leader of these Death Eaters knew they were not winning against the Potter boy so he tried to use a portkey but it failed. He then tried to apparate which also failed. Lucius started sweating nervously as he inched back, trying to stay away from the approaching death.
The people outside were stunned and amazed by Harry Potter's bravery and skill. Harry Potter hadn't even flung a single spell at them and yet he was still gaining ground effortlessly. Harry Potter looked like a holy saviour with his calm unconcerned walk and his crimson robes swirling around him.
Harry stopped in front of these bugs. He only needed a second to decide how to kill them. He wasn't very keen on using his Deus but thought that it was for the best. It would create an atmosphere of mystery.
"Die!" he said softly, his voice laced with his deus. All the fifteen masked Death Eaters suddenly fell on the ground with a thud, their lives lost and gifted to Lady Death. Harry rolled his eyes at how easily they died. He had thought some of them would have the willpower to resist his deus but it seemed they were no better than the troll he had killed in his first year at Hogwarts. He turned around and saw the mixed crowds of English, French and Bulgarian staring at him in awe and fear.
"You are saved." he said nonchalantly not knowing what else to say, not loudly but his voice was still heard by everyone.
Everyone looked on dumbly as Harry Potter then vanished into golden lights.
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