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The monastery trip was pretty much a mixed bag. They entered, they were led to a classroom. Once seated, the door opened again, and an older woman that reminded them of McGonagall entered. The new woman took her seat and she stared at the group speculatively for a moment before nodding seemingly to herself.
"Okay, Potter, my name is Madame Marchbanks. If you would please sit, then we may begin." The woman waved her wand, and a booklet, quills, and ink appeared before each of the kids.
"You have two hours. Then I will take each one of you next door for your practicals," she explained.
The next day was a repeat of the same. The only difference was the length of time and complexity of the questions.
On the third day, they learned apparition and portkeys. Croaker had told Harry that he would have the ICW licenses delivered to them on the Hogwarts Express.
When the girls were told that most of the rest of the month would be involving animagus training, the girls were like kids on chocolate. Those classes were the hardest they ever had.
The results were electric for the teens. Harry was excited as he received a second form, a wolf. The girls were also happy. They were also wolves. They were all surprised when Daphne also had a second form; that of a krait.
The last week; they worked with the armor robes Narcissa provided.
Croaker surprised them with Gladiuses. Croaker laughed when they all flinched back when he them they were goblin blades that had absorbed basilisk venom. The last surprise for the girls was when Croaker provided one more robe and sword then they had members.
Life at the monastery was not all roses. Every night they went to their rooms too exhausted to do anything. Not that it matters, they were never allowed to be alone with each other.
The last insult was the naming. None of the names had required any imagination; his name was Alpha. The girls had it somewhat better. Daphne was named Rip. The girls said she looked like she would rip a person's throat out. Susan had red patches of fur so that made her Red. Hermione was Browser for her always reading. Last was Luna, she was Howl. The team was named cete to the surprise and confusion of all of them.
{S}
The Quidditch World Cup tickets Sirius had bought were nice. Harry was more than happy that all his ladies could come with him. He didn't like that Remus was with them, but since it was only for the game and the night after; he didn't say anything. Their seats were in a box at the top of the stadium.
Getting to watch the professionals practice their skills though… that should prove to be amazing. He loved flying, his godfather had got him a Firebolt, but he had no illusions that the pros would know how to handle one far better than he did.
When Harry entered the top box, he scowled. The Minister was there. "Why did I let you talk me into this again?" Harry asked Sirius.
His godfather chuckled and led the group toward the front of the box. "Hey, we get to thumb our noses at them, pup. Perk up!"
"And Harry my boy, it's so good to see you again," Cornelius said.
Harry internally cringed at the sight of the Minister but held his expressionless mask. "It's good to see you as well, Minister" he shook the man's hand.
"It is good to see you also, dear boy," Cornelius said. "I am glad part of my duties require I attend this event."
He turned to Sirius, "Hello there, Lord Black. I hope you enjoy the match today, also."
"Yes, it should be a good match," Sirius replied with a fake smile. "I expect the Irish will win."
"Yes, of course," Cornelius said. "Lord Black; Scion Potter, if two of you and your guest allow; I have some other guests who would like to meet you."
Harry and the others shrugged their shoulders and allowed Fudge to lead them to the Minister's box overlooking the entire stadium. "Harry allows me to introduce some very important friends of mine" he paraded Harry like he was a show pony. They stopped in front of a few foreign ministers and other high-ranking individuals.
"This is the Bulgarian Minister of magic, Mister Obalonsk- Oblansk," Cornelius corrected himself. "My apologies, I don't speak his language."
Harry said before turning to the Foreign Minister, who didn't appear to be happy that Fudge messed up his name.
"Minister Oblansk, I am glad to meet you," Harry said while shaking his hand. Oblansk looked nonplussed at Harry.
Harry and Sirius were then introduced to the man next to him. The person was Ludo Bagman, a portly man who was the Head of the Department of Games. Harry refused to shake his hand. He thought the wizard was a fool.
After that, they took their seats. Once they were clear, Ludo stepped to the edge of the box, whipped out his wand, directed it at his own throat, and said, "Sonorus!" and then spoke over the roar of sound that was now filling the packed stadium; his voice echoed over them, booming into every corner of the stands.
"Ladies and gentlemen… Welcome! Welcome to the final of the four hundred and twenty-second Quidditch World Cup!" The spectators screamed and clapped.
Thousands of flags waved, adding their discordant national anthems to the racket. The huge blackboard opposite them showed BULGARIA: 0, I.R.E.L.A.N.D.: 0.
"And now, without further ado, allow me to introduce… the Bulgarian National Team Mascots!" On the right-hand side of the stands, which was a solid block of scarlet, roared its approval. Many of the males were hoop and hollering as the Bulgarian cheerleaders came out onto the field as if they were veela's.
"Veela?" Harry asked as he reached for his omnioculars. "Whoa, they are just like American Football Cheerleaders. Though what they are wearing would not be allowed."
"Oh, is that all, Harry?" Susan asked far too casually.
Harry laughed at that. "Umm, yeah?" Susan looked at him with suspicion.
Sirius laughed. "She's fishing to see if you think they're beautiful, Harry"
"Oh," Harry just shrugged and looked askance at his girls. "Sure, they're pretty and that silvery hair is ethereal but none of them are as amazing as you four. Besides, Hermione and I met a family of them at the beach. Other than the allure; I would stack any of you against them."
Hermione smiled and patted his knee before she gave him a quick peck on the cheek. "You'll get more later for that. Though I am not sure which one of us will reward you?"
"Us too, Harry!" Daphne, Luna, and Susan said.
Harry laughed. In French, he said," I hope I can fuck you with my tongue better than Fleur, Hermione." He laughed harder at Hermione's blush. She wondered when Harry had asked Fleur about her too-fast French comment.
Sirius was grinning into his omnioculars as the women moved into the center of the field. "Smart Boy; never piss off your witches. One pissed witch is bad. Your four would be a nightmare."
"Now with veela, pup. They have a self-transfiguration ability that lets them become harpyesque. And they can throw fireballs from their hands when mad. So don't piss one or more of them off." Sirius finished.
"Cool. Though doesn't that still mean a pissed female is dangerous regardless of race? Multiple of them that are pissed off you; is an eldritch nightmare."
Sirius was laughing, "Yes, pup. You learned fast."
{S}
They kept on talking about the match in the tent afterward. The game had been fun to watch. While distracting the adults, Harry and his ladies changed into their combat robes one at a time.
So fun, Harry wondered if he should try for the Ravenclaw Quidditch team. He was unsure of which position he would try for. Both the chaser and the seeker seemed to require the most skill; so those were the only ones he would try for.
They broke off their discussion when screams sounded from a short distance away. Sirius and Remus frowned and stood, moving to the front of the tent. The screams increased in volume and number. "Showtime," Harry said with glee. He saw the same excitement in both Luna and Daphne. Susan and Hermione just looked resolute.
"Sirius, you and Remus take the tent and aparate out. Ladies, shall we?" Harry said while having an evil smile.
Harry's team turned into wolves and silently padded out of the tent towards the screams while Sirius and Remus cast a spell packed the tent and apparated out. The adults did not see the cete change form.
Harry's team ran towards the forest. As the enemy group got closer, they turned back to human. Harry counted an even dozen people in Death Eater robes and masks. They had a few muggles being tormented while levitated in the air. A couple had a veela in their hands. "Luna and Daphne, take the right side. Mione, take the left. I will take the center. That way, we all don't hit the same person. Susan, protect the muggles. When they are safe, stun some of the bastards. When they are about thirty meters away, kill them."
When the enemy got in range, Harry said, "Now," as he stepped out from behind his tree and fired a strong cutting curse towards one of the Death Eaters that was levitating their victim nearly fifteen meters in the air. The death eater could join the headless hunt at that point. The muggles dropped and the girls had to hit the area with cushioning charms.
Another DE had veela as his captive. He pulled her torso up and locked her arms behind her back with his knee between her shoulder blades lewdly pushing her chest forward. Hermione hit the death eater holding veela who she recognized as Fleur with an overpowered blasting charm. He went flying and landed in a heap.
The other Death Eaters just realized that something was wrong when they saw one of their members flying in front of them. Since they were looking in the other direction and firing randomly towards all the tents the second volley from Harry's crew hit true before the remaining death eaters turned towards the team.
Five more death eaters dropped with large wounds from the team. To keep them from being collateral Susan stunned the muggles; so, they would stay on the ground safe from the hexes flying over them. The last two death eaters recovered and sent the killing curse toward Harry's team.
Harry tried again.
His second cutting spell also hit true and took his target's head off. Susan just hit her target with a stunner.
Another group of about six death eaters was spotted running toward the grounded muggles.
Once the second group of death eaters got within range, the team shot a volley at them. This resulted in three of the approaching threat dying with two curses hitting each. The team hit the ground as the death eaters returned fire with the killing curse. The green beams shattered the trees behind them. From the ground, Harry and Hermione took out one each. Susan stunned another death eater.
"Okay, since people are coming toward us; use code names! Red, Browser; levitate the stunned scum to the right by the victims.
Search, remove any wands and portkeys, and then bind them. Rest, keep watch. We have only a little time before the Aurors get here. We have to be gone before that happens." Harry barked.
Fleur blinked. Whoever her rescuers were, they were running towards her. "Are you okay, Miss?" Daphne asked. "If you can stand, get ready to run!"
Fleur tried to nod but was still in shock. She had been stunned at one point. Her shirt and bra had been ripped.
"I don't zink I can," Fleur hissed between her teeth as she blinked away the pain.
Luna turned to Fleur and dropped down beside her. "Are you okay?"
"Yes, I'm not hurt. Are you okay?" Fleur responded in French, levering herself into a sitting position.
"I'm sorry, I don't speak French," Luna said with a frown. She had been a little put out that she could not go to France with Hermione and Harry. Several articles had needed to be produced.
"Ah, oui, of course," Fleur said with a groan. "Apologies. I am mostly fine. Are you 'urt?"
"We are fine," she said turning to Harry.
"Quickly change ladies" as Harry quickly changed out of his combat robes to his normal robes.
"If you can stand, we should leave before people, come here."
"I… may need some assistance with zat. Ze hit me with a stunner and I am still a leetle dis… dis… I do not know ze word. It iz spinning."
"Disoriented. Harry?"
"Alright, let's move," Hermione quit searching the corpses as she found Fleur's wand. She slipped Fleur's wand back into Fleur's holster. Hermione made sure to hold on to the veela as she led the way. Thankfully they made it further into the trees without further incidents and Harry carefully let Fleur slump against one of the trees a short ways into the woods.
"Fleur, we were never here. You were never in danger, okay?" Harry asked while seeing Aurors heading in their direction.
Fleur was curious but she nodded. Fleur waved him off. "Sorry, zank you. You saved, at minimum, my virtue and more likely my life az well. I owe you a great debt."
Harry blushed. "Don't worry about it. It was fun for us." Saving people seems to be just a side benefit."
"Take care, Fleur. Neither Harry nor I would dislike letters," Hermione said with a smile. "I put your wand back in your holster. It was on one of the scum."
"Three Broom. On three. Then floo to House Black." Harry barked. Three" They all apparated out.
{S}
Once Harry was satisfied that Sirius got away without harm tonight. He decided to celebrate with butterbeer. It would help clear the throats as Hermione and Susan threw up.
"Mission one down. Now, does anyone want to quit? There will be no recriminations, retaliations, or any of that shit if you leave tonight. I will still hold the contracts. I want you to stay, only if you want to. I will warn you. The death toll will only go up if you stay. I am sorry to say, this is a war. There were also killing curses. If you stay, you risk death or worse." Harry said sadly.
Hermione looked like she was going to cry. She slowly looked Harry in the eye. "I feel like shit. I feel horrible for what I did. But we saved a friend and some defenseless muggles. I keep seeing those muggles only as my parents. I could not ever allow that to happen to my parents. I have to stay. You are so right though; war sucks. Yes, I was scared out of my mind, I stayed and fought. I will fight on until this war is done."
"I feel we have to be scary enough so that they leave our families alone. If a death eaters treated my sister like Fleur; I would burn down the world." Daphne said. "I want all of Slytherin scared of even thinking about harming Astoria. I am so in."
Luna was looking off into space. She seemed to be ignoring anything. She then spoke up surprising all of them. "I will fight with you. Fate needs a curveball. I want to bathe in their blood." Shocking all but Harry. "Can I get some pudding?"
Susan was the other girl that looked a little sick. "I. When we can, we arrest them right?"
"That depends. As long as Azkaban keeps the trash, I can agree with that. In the last war, the dementors sided with Voldemort. Or if they take over the ministry. In that case, Azkaban would no longer be a prison." Harry said. "Then we would have no options."
"What about using a stunner?" Susan asked.
"Only in cases where the bad guys can't just wake the bad guys we stun. Or when they don't throw lethal curses at us." Harry said. "Like tonight, we wanted some alive. Just to vindicate what we did. When those two death eaters you stunned, confess in court, people will accept what we did."
"I am in then," Susan said.
"Well, that is that. So, anything about what we did that we could improve on?"
"Someone was able to set off the dark mark. It wasn't from the groups we took care of. What is also weird, around the dark mark, no curses were cast." Susan stated.
"The robes were good. I think we need masks to add to them. While Fleur is a friend, and there were no real witnesses to identify us, in the future, we may have fights where we will be identified." Susan said. "My aunt may be forced to take steps against us at that point."
"Narcissa." Harry said wanting the older lady to give her opinion.
"I think you should check with Croaker. I will also remove the house crests from the robes."
Harry looked at her shocked. Narcissa smirked. "Do so. Also, invite the director of the DoM to the park out front."
"My lord." She agreed.
"We also need to go to Knockturn so that we can get all of you at least one throwaway wand." That made Susan flinch.
"Susan?"
"Sorry, I was brought up by an Auror. I am almost as strait jacketed by legality as Hermione is with authority."
"Don't change. I wanted someone like an Auror on our team. Someone who understands the law. Someone that will advise us when it is better not to kill. Hell, there will be times we need to follow the law to the letter. To have that respectability." Susan relaxed like she just lost a heavy weight that was weighing on her.
"Next year, we will need the Auror side of you more. Narcissa has let me know that next school year we will have more strangers in the halls. Strangers, we have to treat with kid gloves to avoid international incidents. We will need to follow the law to the letter if anything happens with them."
"What is going on that will have strangers in the castle?" Susan asked.
"The ministry has approved of the reactivation of the tri-wizard tournament. It will have three tasks. First, get a golden egg away from a nesting dragon. Second, a hostage will be taken and put inside the Merfolk village in the black lake. They will have only an hour or the hostage will be killed by the merfolk. The last task is running through a maze. It will have monsters, traps, and spells to make it interesting. The three schools participating are Hogwarts, Durmstrang, and Beauxbâtons."
Daphne snorted. "Harry, she is a treasure."
"Yes, she is. Also beautiful, smart, ruthless, and a Black." Harry said.
"Harry, you will be in the tournament." Luna suddenly piped in.
Harry resignedly sighed. "Really Luna. That just sucks." Luna nods sadly. Harry wasn't surprised; he would have been surprised if he wasn't in the blood sport.
"Hermione and Daphne, research the tournament preferably how to get out of it; if I can. Don't leave out anything else you think I need to know. The second task is an issue. I need to make sure none of you are that person.
Luna, I need to know everything about the monsters. Especially how to get past a nesting dragon. Susan, what are the laws I have to deal with. Narcissa, whatever it takes, however, you think you need to, I need as much information as I can get. Also, I need to know how to reward you. So far, your information is beyond the gold value." Harry said.
{S}
"What do you need, boy?"
"Curmudgeon as always. We need masks. Susan is afraid that in the future we may be identified and labeled criminals."
"I never thought of that. The people at the quidditch world cup almost saw your crests."
"The crests have been removed. Add the masks, we will be anonymous."
"Done, I will have them for you by the end of the day. I now have to deal with the vigilantes that killed the death eaters terrorizing the world cup. The death eaters that were stunned didn't give anything up; even under veritaserum.
They just got together to cause mayhem." Croaker smirk. Harry returned it. "Just so you know, the French DMLE is investigating the vigilantes.
"That is surprising. Any Idea why and who?"
"The father of Fleur Delacour, head of the French DMLE. I am sure this is for his daughter. She said she could not identify any of the vigilantes, officially. Also, Sirius just received a betrothal contract for you and her."
"Really?"
"Yes. Her sister is in love with a boy. That boy is 4th son. So, it will be a line continuation contract. That leaves Fleur free to be your wife. Sébastién also wants the clout of you being his son-in-law."
"Interesting," Harry said with a scowl. "Well at least she is hot, and she seemed to think Hermione is."
{N}
TERROR-AT-THE QUIDDICH-WORLD-CUP
We at the Daily Prophet have to report that Death Eaters attacked the gathered crowd. They had attacked a group of the Bulgarian veela cheerleaders. The cheerleaders were able to repel the terrorists with their innate fireballs.
They then attacked the muggles whose property the event was taking place at.
The group then had a spell battle with an unknown group of black-robed vigilantes.
The result was the sixteen death eaters were killed. The death eaters used unforgivables while the vigilantes used other lethal spells.
The ministry is looking for any information about the vigilante. Amelia Bones, request that the vigilantes turn themselves in.
House Carrow is leading an initiative in the Wizengamot to have the vigilantes be issued a kiss-on-sight order.
The Prophet will report on this ongoing story.
Walther Martin - Correspondent
{S}
Harry and his ladies received blank black masks that they could see through fine. Harry was surprised. The girls were fine that Fleur wanted a betrothal agreement. Amusingly, Luna and Hermione wanted to shag Fleur. They hoped that she wanted to join the cete as they now called themselves despite it being a misnomer.
{M}
Harry Potter
My father is the head of the French DMLE. He said that a group of vigilantes were the ones that saved me at the quidditch cup. He has a lot of suspicions about them. Like will they only kill death eaters and the like? I will not talk about them.
He thinks they were behind the slaughter of Azkaban. Which he approved of. Two of the people that died in Azkaban had raped and killed several friends and a cousin of mine, those bastards did it just because they were veela. My only thought, they died too quickly. I would love to do ANYTHING to thank the vigilantes.
In the future, I want to be a curse breaker for Gringotts. That would put me at risk from the death eaters for three reasons.
If the vigilantes' mission is to kill them; I would love to support them.
I will be at Hogwarts later this year. Perhaps we should talk.
Fleur Delacour
{M}
Miss Fleur Delacour
Here is a book, please read and learn. Despite that you are a veela; this should work for you. If you want into our team, my ladies and I will have a place for you.
I noticed that your father sent the Black a betrothal agreement for you. The ladies and I do not disagree. I will warn you, at some point in the future I will have two other wives and probably four consorts.
I look forward to seeing you at the tournament. I assume you will be entering it.
Harry
{S}
"Do you know those Aurors?" Harry asked Susan as she came into the compartment.
"No, I did see the Greengrass. I think we will be invaded by Daphne's sister." Susan mock-shuddered. "Since this is a shit detail; assume most of them are lackluster of the lack of luster Aurors. We are much better than they will ever be."
"Will her sister be that bad?" Hermione asked, ignoring Susan's put down.
"Chatterbox!" Susan said with disgust. "Daphne was complaining she has gotten worse the older she gets."
Both Harry and Hermione sighed.
"Harry!" Luna shouted as she came into the compartment. She quickly sat on Harry's lap and hugged him. She brought Harry down for a kiss. After the kiss, Luna went to kiss his neck. "Harry, I have over thirty books in my trunk. I marked the pages you will need to read." Luna had whispered.
Harry smiled at the girl. She stood up, gave Hermione a toe-curdling kiss with her tongue, and sat down across from Harry next to Hermione. She snuggled into her side. She was happy about it. Narcissa was the next to enter the compartment. She smiled and sat next to the door on the same side as Harry.
"How are you, seneschal Black? Hermione asked.
"I am doing fine. Thank you for asking. I have things to tell you before we get to Hogwarts. Narcissa had a devilish grin. "And it is Cissa, please. We are looking at a very entertaining school year." She began to cast some spells, and items in the compartment glowed; then the glow faded.
"Who are we waiting for, Master" Narcissa said while looking at Harry. The other girls looked at Harry with questions. They were wondering about her teasing about the school year.
"Just Daphne," Harry replied.
There was an uncomfortable silence until Daphne and the mini-Daphne came into the compartment.
The mini-Daphne started. "Hiya!" she said.
"Err, hello?
"Astoria." The girl held out her hand, smile widening. "You can call me Tori. You're all friends with my sister."
"Hello, Tori," Hermione reached over and shook the younger girl's hand. "I'm Hermione."
"I know. And you're Harry. My sister's future husband. My sister has talked a lot about both of you."
"Good things I hope?" Harry asked already feeling a bit lost.
"Tori, please sit down. We have some stuff we need to discuss." Daphne told her sister. She had to physically keep her sister in the seat.
"Okay, now that we are all here…" Harry started. An owl appeared at the window. Harry let it in. The owl had a large letter that was closed with the ministry seal. Harry quickly opened the letter and started to laugh.
Dear, Mister Harry James Potter,
Please find enclosed your Ordinary Wizarding Level results.
Classification is as follows:
O - Outstanding
E - Exceeds Expectations
A - Acceptable
P - Poor
D- Dreadful
T – Troll
Should you wish to appeal your results, then please write to the Department of Magical Education within 30 days of receiving them.
Your results are as follows:
Defense Against the Dark Arts – O*
Potions - EE
Congratulations, you have achieved two Ordinary Wizarding Levels; one graded at Outstanding with distinction. I wish you luck in your future endeavors.
Griselda Marchbanks
Senior Examiner
Department of Magical Education
Ministry of Magic,
London
There were ones for Luna, Susan, Daphne, and Hermione. Then there was a second set.
Dear Mister Harry Potter,
Please find enclosed the results of your recently completed Ordinary Wizarding Level and Nastily Exhausting Wizarding Test assessments conducted by me.
Classification is as follows:
O - Outstanding
E - Exceeds Expectations
A - Acceptable
P - Poor
D - Dreadful
T – Troll
Should you wish to appeal for any of the given grades, you must write to the Department of Magical Education within 30 days of receiving them.
Your results are as follows:
OWLS
Defense Against the Dark Arts – O**
Potions - EE
NEWTS
Defense Against the Dark Arts – O*
Potions - O
Congratulations, you have obtained 2 OWLs and 2 NEWTs.
Best Wishes,
Madame Griselda Marchbanks
Senior Examiner
Department of Magical Education
Ministry of Magic,
London
Harry laughed. He and the girls all received outstanding distinction in DADA and varied between exceeding expectations to outstanding with distinction on the potions. But they had passed. They could avoid the bat now if they wanted to.
The girls were surprised and delighted about their grades and Harry's double distinction. It meant He had the highest grade that test year.
Harry passed out the two other documents to each of the girls. They all cheered. They were now licensed both in apparition and animagus.
"This says my animal is a krait?" Daphne asked.
"Croaker said, the law only requires one animal; so only one of your animals. Even though both those and the other licenses are only with the ICW, they are still legal. The British Ministry has not received any copies of any of these documents." Harry said with an evil grin. "Matter of fact; Croaker did the same with your owl and newt results, so you have that room to cause trouble. Dumbledore hasn't seen these yet, either."
"Thank you, Harry.
Now I have some bad news." Daphne said.
"You might as well spill it; I think it may impact what Cissa will need to do," Harry responded.
Daphne looked down. "I. We. Bugger. I broke up with Tracy."
"Are you okay with it?" Harry asked.
"I would think so," Daphne said. "Neville is dating Hannah. Hannah is dating Tracy. But Tracy is not dating Neville."
Harry snickered. "I am sorry that I am glad. This means I have so much less drama."
"Are we such a handful?" Daphne said with a cold tone.
Harry grinned at the girl. "Maybe" Sticking his tongue out at her.
"Very mature," Hermione said.
"Is that all, Daph?" Harry asked. Daphne shook her head.
"Due to this drama; those three will not be in any special classes with us," Daphne said. "That is all."
"Well, I guess you are up, Cissa"
"Your solicitor has these forms ready. We just need them signed and back to me."
"What do these do?" Harry asked as he had not received any of this paperwork. He was wondering what trouble Narcissa was planning.
"Hermione's paperwork is part of her vassalage. What she can and cannot do per the Black. Luna, Daphne, Astoria, and Susan's paperwork is different. Their regent or head of house forbids them from participating in the tri-wizard tournament as anything but a spectator." I already have paperwork from the Black stating that the Black vassal and the Black Seneschal are also forbidden." Narcissa laughed. "Once I get the signed forms back, I will send one to Gringotts, one to your mother, one to your solicitor's office, and one to Ted Tonks. He is the Black family solicitor now."
"Related to Andi?" Harry asked.
"Her husband. Tonks's father."
"I cannot wait until the goat gets to see them. Is there any danger for my mom, sister, or aunt?" Harry asked, knowing they would also be at risk.
"I have already got the paperwork for them," Narcissa said. "I sent copies to the Oceanic and Austrian DMLEs. They will not allow any bullshit from the headmaster."
"I see, saying yes to having you as the seneschal was one of the best deals I have ever made," Harry said.
"Keapsy," Narcissa said.
A male house elf in a robe with the Black coat of arms appeared. "Yes, Mistress Black.
"Hermione, are you done signing that form?"
"Yes, Cissa."
"Please quickly write a letter to your parents asking them to sign their part."
Narcissa ordered. "Would your parents also agree to that, if they knew that it would screw over Dumbledore?"
Susan and Daphne nodded and laughed. They also took the parchment and handed the signed documents to the elf.
"Okay, here Keapsy," Hermione said while handing the elf her parchments. With that, the elf popped out.
"Once you have an adult vassal at the castle; the headmaster has no choice but to give you a private suite," Narcissa said.
"You know master. If you have four other vassals at the school; I am sure that the headmaster and their heads of houses will have conniptions." Narcissa smiled evilly.
"Let them; as long as we get what we want. Thinking of that; if we get the private suite, you will be rewarded again." Harry stated.
{S}
The feast started as normal; that amused Harry. "Welcome back students and staff, to another year at Hogwarts!" Dumbledore declared. "I wish to extend the warmest of greetings to our new students who have just been sorted and I promise to make the announcements brief so that the feast may begin. The 'banned items' list has been updated and will be posted outside of Caretaker Filch's office as well as the Main Hall and outside of my own. The Forbidden Forest is, as always, forbidden, and I urge all prefects to keep your younger Housemates in mind when traveling through the halls. I wish to welcome our newest Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Alastor Moody..."
The man gave a loud huff, before taking a swig of his flask, much to the various professor's annoyance.
Harry, in the meantime, merely sighed. Was it always going to be this obvious? The DADA teacher is the issue. Harry was looking at the marauders' map. The name on the map showed that for the man at the table; it was not Alastor Moody. Instead, it said Barty Crouch; just like the other person at the table also named Barty Crouch. Now he had to figure out how the second Crouch was looking like Moody.
"Finally, and I wish for all to hold back their reactions for the time being, Quidditch will be placed on hold, and there will be no Quidditch Cup awarded." As if on cue the entire hall erupted into protests and shouts of horror, while the headmaster patiently waited for the students to work the anger out of their systems.
Harry was not sure he cared, he had yet to decide if he wanted to try out for the Ravenclaw house team; or what position he would try for. Minutes later they finally did, and the elder Wizard spoke once more.
"The reasoning behind this is because Hogwarts has received a great honor, we will be hosting the return of the Tri-Wizard Tournament!"
This time hushed whispers began throughout the various tables, with more than a few eager eyes glued to the man still standing.
"Two more schools will be arriving in the next few weeks, Beauxbâtons and Durmstrang. Once they have, we will begin the process of selecting one Champion from each. The victor will be awarded a thousand galleons and eternal glory. Keep in mind that for safety reasons the age required to enter has been raised to seventeen; that is, you must be an adult."
Again, shouts sounded through the hall, while Dumbledore gently motioned for silence. "This is for the safety of all and was chosen by the Ministry. There have been casualties every Tournament, and we wish to avoid them for the first time since its inception. Further, while we have guests here; we will not tolerate any bullying or the use of slanderous terms. Let Hogwarts be a beacon of civility."
At that point, a house elf popped at the Ravenclaw table, giving Miss Granger a parchment.
{S}
"Mister Potter, the headmaster and I need to see you after the feast," McGonagall told Harry. Harry just nodded.
"Ready ladies? Hermione go grab Daphne and Susan. Then we will all go together to beard the goat in his lair." Harry said.
"Mister Potter, why are these fellow students here? We are here to discuss the heir Black needs to have a servant of the house be with him." McGonagall asked.
"You are wrong Dumbledore, heir Black here has me, and these other four vassals of the house. We need proper lodging." Narcissa stated coldly. She took the forms from Hermione made copies with a spell and set the copies on the headmaster's desk.
She looked like a wolf eyeing a juicy fat rabbit. "Also, we need all the heads of houses here. Let's wait until they get here." She cast her patronus to summon the three professors.
Albus looked at the forms. Everyone could see he was furious. He barely calmed down when the other three professors arrived.
"Harry my boy, you need to stay in the dorms with your fellow students," Albus said.
"Headmaster Dumbledore, Heir Potter is not your family. It is an insult to the Black family that you call him by his surname or use the boy familiarity." Narcissa pointed out. "Neither designate will be accepted."
"It is also proper for a lord in training with vassals to have his private suite." Narcissa followed up.
"There is nothing I can say that will get you to change your mind, Har… Mister Potter?" Albus asked.
"Fuck you. It is my right; I am tired of you putting your beak where it is not needed nor wanted." Harry said ignoring McGonagall taking thirty house points from him for his language.
"Headmaster, not only do we want to be in a private suite, the Black wants all the vassals in the same classes. For safety, those classes will not include Slytherin where possible. If you do not grant this, I am sure the Wizengamot and school board will be notified." Narcissa interrupted.
"Is there anything else you need?" Minerva asked already hating the other older witch. She knew this year will be bad with that spider in her school.
"A small kitchenette, two guest bedrooms, and a loo attached to the common room," Narcissa said. Minerva summoned a castle house elf to go set up the suite. Albus refused to comment. Narcissa had backed him into a corner.
When the house elf reappeared. "Mister Potter, please follow the house elf. He will take you to your apartment. It has all of your requirements, seneschal Black." Minerva said. "You will have to let the portrait know the password to your suite." Minerva was also pissed at the group; how soon would it be until other students found the same school by-laws that allowed for such privileges? How soon before innocent children like Harry would fall to the fangs and temptations of dark witches like Daphne or slags like Hermione or spiders like Narcissa?"
{S}
The portrait gave a nod and swung open. Harry and his vassals stepped into the room and clear of the door, Harry took a look around.
"Well, I guess we should find out whose room is whose."
Hermione was about to say something back when Narcissa held her finger to her lips in the classic shushing gesture.
All the teenagers waited, wondering what was going on, and watched as Cissa drew her wand and muttered a few incantations about the room.
Harry just stood there and curiously watched the older woman. He realized that she was casting detection charms. He was not surprised that there were listening charms in every room including the loos. He just hoped they were sound only for the loos. The wardrobes were the only areas that did not have one in them. There was even one right next to the entrance for the password. Narcissa kept on holding up her fingers. After she got done finding them, Narcissa said finite to each of them after she found them. She then went to all the other rooms. When she finally came out of the last room.
"What did you call the headmaster?" Narcissa asked.
Harry responded. "Goat, goat fucker, asshole..."
Narcissa laughed. "The rooms are cleaned. There is one room obviously for Harry. I took the room that was the closest to the common room." The rest of the bedrooms are all the same. The girls slowly got up and picked the room. Harry noticed that they did stone, parchment, and a wand to determine who had the rooms closest to him. He had to go into his room to not laugh at the girls for that.
"Keapsy, please bring everyone's trunks," Narcissa said.
"Okay, is there anything else this night we need to do?" Hermione asked.
"Now, password. Any ideas?" Susan asked.
Harry snorted and said, "I was thinking something along the lines of, 'goat fucker!'"
Hermione scowled at Harry. "What about… 'Business'?" she suggested.
"Business?" Harry asked.
"A group of ferrets." She explained.
Daphne said, "I like it. Though we should add, kinky. It's not something someone would randomly say." The girls all nodded.
Harry nodded and asked, "So, who wants to go and set it." Groaning, he realized that he would have to do it.
"I will do it, my lord. I have yet to teach you to cast the revealing charm needed to make sure that no one is close enough to hear. Also, I have to cancel the listening charm right outside our door." Narcissa said. Once she came back in. She looked at Harry.
"Well with that, we are done for tonight. We will have the elf bring us breakfast here tomorrow. There is stuff we have to go over. So, everyone, good night." Harry said as he walked into his room and closed the door. The girls did the same.
{l}
Harry heard someone slip into his bedroom. As he set up and started to get out of his bed; he felt a hand on his thigh. "Hello?" Harry asked.
"You need to relax tonight." Harry realized that it was from Susan. She pulled down his pajama pants. She kneeled on the floor in front of Harry as her hands went to his shaft.
Susan's DD breasts had rendered Harry speechless. His pillar of flesh was soon wrapped in her warm soft tits. The head was poking out of the top of her cleavage. She extended her tongue to lick off the drop of pre-cum that was hanging on the tip before opening her mouth and gliding his cock into it. Harry just hoped before his mind shut off; that Susan had gotten approval from Hermione to do this. Since she couldn't do it.
Now she was milking his shaft with her tits. She cast a lubrication charm on her chest. She tried to increase the suction with her mouth while using her tongue on his crown. By the time her jaw hurt; Harry was finally bucking. Then Harry filled her mouth with his seed. Susan was not happy with its taste or texture; but Harry's moans when he felt her swallowing it; made her happy. She then left his room to go sleep in her room.
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