Krypton’s Heir: The Unseen Magic (HP Crossover)

Time passed so fast, almost like a blur, to the point where Harry needed to rewind it in his mind. He was pretty sure that he lost more than a few moments of his life, which was not a good thing. The Dementors arrived and several members of his compartment reacted badly.

Neville, who had been one compartment over, also reacted quite badly. Ron appeared to not have the best reaction, but thankfully he did not hit his head and injure himself any further. The twins were quick enough to cushion his fall. As Ginny rightfully remarked, there was not that many brain cells left for Ron to spare. That much was for sure. The red haired girl thought about everything that happened in the Chamber and Harry sensed that she was having a bad time of it.

Thankfully they were saved.

"No one here is hiding Sirius Black underneath their cloaks!"

'No, just as a dog,' Harry thought, seeing Voldemort arrive in his memories, killing his father, blasting his mother into a coma. The heat vision actually was a good moment, which made Harry skeptical as to why the Dementors made him relieve it. Surely they had to make a person relieve their absolute worst memories.

Harry noticed something far more unsettling then the Dementors. Namely the mustache on this man, and while he's seen some rather suspect mustaches in his time, and Aunt Marge had a hell of a mustache, this one made Harry think that this particular individual should be accompanied by porno music every time he walked into the room. He would have fit into some kind of seventies lounge setting, just chilling, with his mustache, in a jumpsuit with way too much chest chair, and surrounded by a thick cloud of smoke.

Harry shook his head, being exposed to Dementors made him think some weird things. After all a wise man once said never judge another man by their facial hair.

Okay, maybe no one said that, but they would have said it, if they would have thought about it. Although another wise man might have said to never judge another man by his pornstache. Harry was rather shaken, grabbing his head and trying to remain rather calm even after those terrors ran off. Ginny leaned back on the chair, eyes widened, and there was no reason why. Astoria and Hermione were affected about as much as Harry but Daphne was looking at Harry.

"What happened?" Harry asked as he tried to return himself back to normal, he never had a reaction that weird.

Daphne bit her lip before letting him know. "You um you blacked out, sorry."

'Well fuck,' Harry thought, he felt annoyed at the weakness he exhibited, but thankfully, it was around people who hopefully would not spread the word.

There was a loud smashing sound and Harry saw that the man with the really unsettling pornstache began to break up a large chocolate bar. There was a moment where Harry paused, there was something familiar about him, like he encountered him before, when he was extremely young.

The wizard shuddered a little bit, that did not sound as nearly unsettling as it did in his head, but never the less, the wizard waited for him to pass chocolate around.

"Eat, this will help," porn mustache man stated and Harry nodded, sure enough chocolate was a remedy for those Dementors. The wizard watched him.

"Who are you?" Harry asked, casting a few scanning spells to make sure the chocolate was not drugged or anything. Better to be safe than sorry, especially when someone had a pornstache this unsettling.

"Remus Lupin, the new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher," Lupin responded as he watched them, making sure they ate the chocolate.

"So Professor Tonks isn't coming back," Hermione stated, but Harry shook his head.

"One year, remember," Harry whispered to her, taking the chocolate and the others followed his lead.

Lupin moved off for a moment to no doubt check to make sure anyone else was not affected by the Dementors.

Amelia Bones was normally a fair woman, who tried not to lose her temper but there were instances where she tended to have that very virtue tested by the very idiots that ran the Ministry. Today was one of those times where her patience was tested one hundred percent. The witch ran over the scenario that happened in her mind, and she had her misgivings about sending those foul things to guard a school full of children, especially one of them being her niece.

Fudge and Umbridge countered her attempt to get the Dementors removed, with Lucius Malfoy offering his two knuts to the situation. Despite what happened last year, Lucius came out of the entire Chamber of Secrets incident smelling like a rose. And his cronies in the Ministry followed him, with Fudge being a high class one. As for Umbridge, well she always latched herself to the most powerful wagon.

No one liked Umbridge, but she had that unfortunate characteristic of popping up around every corner and exerting her authority. It was extremely unsettling for Amelia but it was the way things worked at the Ministry. The woman took a moment to consider everything, and stood next to the young Auror next to her. The daughter of Andromeda, someone that Amelia considered to be a close friend and one of her few allies.

"Auror Tonks, make sure you continue to get as much information as you can," Amelia stated in her sharp voice and Tonks nodded, striding towards the scene but careful not to stay too close. The Dementors were at the edge of Hogsmeade, waiting to be deployed at the entrances. She waited patiently for Tonks to return and about ten minutes later, she did.

"An entire train load of students, most of them pretty shaken up, and Lupin has given me the report," Tonks reported to her and Amelia inclined her head. "Harry Potter blacked out for a moment. He is on his way up to the school, so do you want me to check up on him?"

"Yes, I will come with you, its best if I brief him in person," Amelia stated briskly, the thirty six year old woman walking with Tonks. She could not believe Fudge thought it was a good idea to keep someone in the dark. Dumbledore naturally agreed. Amelia thought that Dumbledore should have stepped down fifteen years ago, he was coasting by on reputation more than anything these days.

Tonks walked forward, seeking out Harry in the crowd. He edged forward and she greeted him.

"Hey, Harry," Tonks stated in an excited voice as she reached forward to hug Harry, but he pulled her into a long kiss. The Auror thought that she should try and be a bit more professional, but really she did not care all that much. "So….I'm here, to guard your body."

"Oh, you are, aren't you?" Harry asked with a wink, and Tonks smiled as she grabbed him by the hand. He halted her for a moment and stopped the brunette bookworm before him. "Hermione, could you do me a favor and make sure Amanda and Emily get up to the school alright?"

Hermione nodded, Harry warned her that those two could be a handful but somehow she felt that hanging around with Harry for almost two years made her able to handle anything. Ginny saw Ron walking up to the school, looking a little bit punch drunk but Harry mouthed "later" and "keep the rat in your sight." She nodded and set a determined expression on her face.

"Dementors on the train, Harry," Tonks whispered and Harry stared at her.

"Professor Pornstache told you," Harry remarked in a tense voice and Tonks responded with a brief nod. Harry sighed. "Just as well I guess, that's a weakness I endeavor to correct."

He was not going to moan about being weak but rather he was going to do something about it.

"Harry, don't worry about it, most people wet themselves around Dementors," Tonks told him in a quiet voice but the careful expression on Harry's face told her that now was not the time. She amended hastily. "And I know you're not most people…."

"No, I'm not," Harry remarked as Tonks walked with him. "So, Bones wants to see me?"

"Yes, she is going to debrief you on what the security situation is," Tonks stated, and she lead Harry by his hand. If Harry had to have security detail, he supposed that he could do far worse than a hot Metamorphmagus female. "Madam Bones, I told you I could get him in one piece."

"I knew you would, Auror Tonks," Amelia answered, before she turned properly to face Harry. "Mr. Potter, I am Amelia Bones, the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement."

"Pleased to meet you,' Harry responded, shaking the hand one of the few competent politicians in the Ministry or as Andromeda said, a flower within the dragon dung. "I heard about the Sirius Black situation. From what I could find out, he was one of Voldemort's most dangerous Death Eaters."

Amelia offered a courtesy flinch, not because she feared the name, but because she had been near people who flinched so much when they heard the name, it was a reflex action.

"It goes deeper than that, allegedly, he betrayed your parents and sold them out to Voldemort, before he killed the thirteen people," Amelia stated but Harry caught onto the skepticism in her own words. "That falls into the term of common knowledge, but the only official Ministry record is a transcript that indicates Dumbledore gave Bartemius Crouch his word that Black was the secret keeper."

"Andromeda told me there was no trial," Harry answered, before Amelia shook her head.

"No record that I've been able to find," Amelia confirmed in a brisk tone of voice, the more and more she looked into this entire business, the more she did not like. The woman felt a certain amount of suspicion with what the Ministry did and how they're handling this entire Black fiasco. "I think that you are correct to be suspicious about that."

"And Pettigrew….they never found a body," Harry commented, trying to plant a certain seed in Amelia's mind. Sure enough, she followed his train of thought quite nicely.

"That is another part of the investigation that I'm trying to determine," Amelia answered, racking over the situation in her mind.

There were certain fundamental flaws about the situation that really stuck out to Amelia, for one the bodies that were found were intact. Granted, that was only a minor part of the investigation. The lack of knowledge of what type of spell Black used also vexed her. A simple blasting spell would not have accounted for the way that Pettigrew's body was destroyed.

Which made Amelia even more suspicious and also realized that there were a lot of incompetence in the Auror Department back in the day, but she endeavored to correct that.

"I will investigate the matter but your concerns do merit consideration," Amelia remarked carefully, taking a moment to think things over.

Something was not right about this entire situation but what was not right, she'd figure it out in due time. She took a few notes and continued to investigate.

"You seem to be in optimal health for someone who has encountered Dementors," Amelia answered, but Harry paused for a second, before he nodded.

"They do affect everyone quite badly," Harry remarked, more of a statement than a question and Amelia inclined her head with a brief nod that much was for certain.

"Yes, they are feared for a reason," she agreed before snapping into a more business like mode. "I will leave you in the rather capable hands of Auror Tonks, until Black is apprehended and the Dementors can be recalled back to Azkaban."

Amelia wondered when that would be, although she suspected mounds of red tape to get in her way.

"Thank you for your time," Harry responded as he gave Amelia a firm hand shake and a light kiss on the hand.

She was caught off guard by his action. Granted, it was traditional for pureblood society, even if it was fake and artificial as many other things about it. This action seemed sincere and she could not help but feel a pleasurable tingle fill her body.

"It was no problem at all, Mr. Potter," Amelia stated, closing her eyes. He was a young man of immense power, not to be rendered catatonic by the Dementors. Especially given the fact that there was a strong likelihood that those worst memories were that of his parents dying; these were memories that Amelia that did not envy anyone from having to experience.

Harry inclined his head with a brief nod, and turned towards Tonks.

"Is it time yet?" Tonks whispered to Harry and Harry turned to her.

"Ginny is keeping the rodent in sight," Harry answered her and Tonks turned her head around, smiling for a little bit.

"Well you have Ron tracked, but what about Pettigrew?" Tonks asked and Harry's eyes flashed with mirth, as the two head up to the school.

As it turned out, the Sorting was wrapping up, just in time. Harry was not sad to miss the school song, and he saw Ron at the edge of the table. He noticed that Amanda and Emily found their homes at the Gryffindor table. Although he suspected that both of them could have done well in all four of the houses; they had the same traits as Harry that would land them in the Gryffindor house.

He eyed Ginny and they needed to play their role.

"He still thinks he's your friend," Neville whispered to Harry, as both of them noticed Ron trying to catch their eye.

"Of course he does, never was the brightest bulb in the box, and that was before all of the head trauma," Harry answered but Hermione shook her head.

"I don't think you could do much damage with someone was that far gone but…maybe we're giving him too little credit," Hermione responded, but that statement came before she watched Ron shovel his food into his mouth, nearly inhaling it. She closed her eyes and wrinkled her nose. "And maybe I'm trying to give him too much credit."

"Just a little?" Ginny asked in a teasing voice before she dropped her voice. "When do you…."

"After dinner, don't want to make his night totally bad," Harry responded as he looked at the young redhead before him.

"He eats like a pig," Amanda whispered to Emily who shook her head and faced her sister with narrowed eyes.

"Why must you be so cruel to pigs?" Emily asked, looking at Ron with disgust.

Ron thought he was something obviously, having a higher opinion of himself than he should but Harry watched him with a certain level of disinterest and a very high amount of distaste. He did note that having Ron choke on his food would make him much easier to take down and get the rat.

The feast was over, as was Dumbledore's announcements, and Harry and Ginny locked eyes.

"Now," she mouthed.

"Now," Harry responded as the two walked over. He decided to get the weasel's attention. "Hey, Ron!"

"Harry, mate good to see you, I mean…it's been a while but…it's going to be a bloody good year at Hogwarts, isn't it?" Ron asked slightly slurring his words. Harry supposed that would be the effect of two concussions. And the Weasleys wouldn't be able to afford the proper treatment for Ron.

"Ron, I need your rat," Harry said without any preamble.

"Rat?" Ron asked, obviously forgetting that he was in the possession of a pet rat.

"Yes, Ron, you know furry, four legs, a toe missing, marginally better hygiene than you," Ginny prompted, waving her hands, rolling her eyes, and clicking her tongue rather impatiently.

"Oh you want…"

Ginny thought Ron was being too slow on the uptake, so she aimed for the fences and knocked Ron for a loop with one huge rocketbuster of a punch to the face. She hexed him one more time to make sure and Harry subdued the rat before it could make its escape.

"I could have gotten it from him without violence, you know," Harry responded but a sweet smile appeared over Ginny's face.

"Oh, I know."

The grin on her face offered a hint of innocence but the hint was the only thing that was in place. They scooped up the rat and offered their nod to Tonks. She knew what to do with him now. Amelia likely had not quite returned to the Ministry yet, she mentioned that she would be in Hogsmeade for the next few days, to ensure that the investigations went off without a hitch.

Rose could not believe it, Pettigrew was in custody and Sirius's name would be cleared. Although how long that would take, she could not even begin to guess. The redhead woman stood in her office, with Harry deciding to check in with her.

"So much could have gone wrong, but it went right," Harry responded, giving his aunt a tight hug. The woman smiled as she relaxed into her nephew's embrace, his muscular arms wrapped around her waist. The two exchanged a triumphant glance through their green eyes. "Although Sirius does have a long way to go before his name is actually cleared. And the Dementors will still be here."

"Amelia and Andromeda will do what they have to do to make sure he gets free and clear," Rose answered, and Harry leaned down, his aunt was a few inches shorter than he was and he planted a light kiss on her forehead.

"Yes, they will but the wheels of justice turn swiftly and slowly," Harry offered as he watched his aunt's reaction and a smile crossed her face. "I hope that…."

"I hope for a lot of things as well," Rose admitted, pressing herself even further to allow her forehead to rest on his chest. "Sirius may have his faults….but no innocent man deserves to be condemned to twelve year's worth of utter hell."

"No they don't," Harry offered, thinking that Sirius remained in rather good spirits despite the bad lot that life dealt him. Of course, Harry did wonder if he was just merely adept at masking a great deal of pain. "I'll see you later, Professor. I've got to check on the twins."

"Tell them I've said hi," Rose responded before Harry gave her a brief kiss, turned around and left, slowly walking. This allowed the newest Hogwarts teacher to busy herself.

Rose decided to get together the lesson plans for the next day, her predecessor left together quite the mine field for her to navigate. She did not relish having to step around each one as she tried to make the course into something worth learning. The red head woman crossed her arms together and continued to move through the lesson plans. To the point where she did not notice the footsteps that echoed behind her but if she did not notice the footsteps, she noticed the crisp voice that echoed over her shoulder.

"Rose, it's been a long time."

Rose winced; she recognized that voice, the creep that he was. The woman saw this oily bastard many times when she was a child, visiting Lily. For a moment, Lily was convinced that he was her friend, until she found out what an obsessive stalker and a creep he was. For all of the faults that James Potter had, that paled in comparison to the waste of human life and rabies infested pile of bat droppings standing next to Rose.

"Professor Snape," Rose answered, knowing that he was one of the reasons why she hid as long as she did.

"Now, there's no need to be so informal to a colleague, Rose," Snape stated in his most silky voice. "I assumed that you were dead after all of these years. Imagine my surprise when I found out you were alive."

"That was a surprise to you, wasn't it?" Rose asked, closing her eyes as she watched Snape, he was not the type of guy to take your eyes off of. "Is there any point to this visit, Snape?"

Snape smiled, and it was a type of smile that made Rose's skin crawl, that was not an endearing and happy smile to say the very least. "Rose, it's a shame what happened to your sister."

"Yes, I'm sure, you wanted her as a trophy," Rose responded as she eyed him with distate. "Word of warning, stay away from the twins."

"If the two Potter girls are troublesome, I'll make sure to correct their behavior," Snape whispered in a low tone a seedy sort of tone dripping from his voice. Rose reached over and prepared to grab her wand but as a duelist she was fair, but a bit out of practice. Lily was far better and Snape would eat her for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. "And perhaps you should show some respect."

"I don't respect you," Rose countered, feeling Snape up against the desk but she pushed him away.

Snape smiled, standing back for a moment and adjusting his stance, before carefully spinning around on his heel. "You'll find that the doors have locked before I got in here."

Rose slashed her wand at Snape and drew some blood, causing him to back off. The blood splashed from his face and Snape was not deterred, in fact he prepared to go for the kill.

There was no time for him to react with what happened next. There was a blast of light that impacted against his wand arm. The effects of which were absolutely horrifying, one moment his arm was whole and the next thing he knew, most of it was gone. Wand, hand, and forearm all disintegrated in a flash of light and searing heat. All that was left of Snape's right arm was a cauterized stump that ended at what was once his elbow and the smell of burnt flesh lingered in the air. He stared at it shock, before he collapsed to his knees and the greasy Potions master gave a yell of agony.

The alarm on Rose's office went off and Dumbledore and McGonagall arrived, just in time to see Snape on the ground clutching what once was a functional right arm.

"He tried to….he's…."

Before Rose could say what Snape tried to do, he made his way to the Floo in her office.

"St. Mungos!"

Snape knew that if he got treated at Hogwarts, it would get out to the students. He slipped out but the situation with Rose distracted the two instructors for now.

"Rose, are you alright?" Minerva asked gently and in response the red head woman nodded.

"I'm fine," Rose answered swiftly, and Dumbledore's eyes twinkled in disappointment.

He assumed that most of Snape's darker impulses left him in the past but it appeared that an assumption that was wrong. The Headmaster could tell that he was about to have a very long and potentially unpleasant conversation with his deputy Headmistress later tonight. She went to him with several complaints about Snape and whispers of wrong doings by Slytherins.

Nothing too serious mind you, at least no assault of the sexual variety, at least Dumbledore hoped not, but he began to wonder what was going on underneath his own nose. Lockhart's misdeeds with the memory charms last year opened a very real truth to him. It was like he was starting to lose touch and retirement should be staring him in the face. Not yet, Dumbledore had a few more years, at least five before he could safely retire.

He had a successor thankfully in place although he did have a chuckle at the irony that Voldemort was the one that chose the one that would take Dumbledore's role. The night of Halloween 1981 was when it occurred. Still Dumbledore had a few more affairs that he needed to get squared away before he stepped out of the spotlight and towards the Next Great Adventure.

Of course, as many would tell you, the spotlight was far harder to shake than one might realize.

Rose edged her way down the hallway; she needed to go for a walk to clear her head. She knew in her heart that after her initial attack, Snape could subdue her. Thankfully she was able to hold him off or some long that someone could jump in and save the day.

The redhead woman smiled, she knew who that someone was. His private room was there, and she arrived, with a knock on the door.

Harry answered the door after Rose waited for an instant.

"Rose, come in," Harry stated, seeing that his aunt might not feel secure after what happened tonight. "Tonks is in the next room, she's taking a shower. I was thinking about joining her but seeing as you're here…."

"Thank you Harry," Rose interjected, before she threw her arms around him. Harry returned the hug, his red haired aunt, his hot red haired aunt, pressing her curves against his body. The two fit so naturally into each other's embrace that it was extraordinary.

Harry brushed her hair away from her green eyes, so much like the eyes that belonged to him. The two leaned forward, Rose feeling the tight embrace between the two of them, before the two of them exchanged a tender kiss.

Well the kiss was tender at first but it got passionate rather quickly. Their hands roamed over each other's bodies, with Rose's robes slid off immediately. She wore a blue blouse, a short black skirt, and heels, that were kicked off immediately to reveal the set of stockings that adorned her legs. Harry pulled her into a kiss, deepening it and tipped her back. She wrapped her arms around him along with her legs.

The two rocked back onto the bed and Harry deepened the kiss, planting several on her mouth and then on the side of her neck, sucking on her skin and unbuttoning her blouse to reveal the treasure that rested underneath.

Smut/Lemon Begins.

Harry smile appreciatively, Rose wore nothing but a red bra from the waist up. Her creamy skin was a delight to behold, her round luscious breasts, soft elegant neck, and smooth, toned stomach. He ran his hands down her body, before unclipping her skirt, to reveal a matching pair of lacy red panties.

"Harry," Rose moaned as her eyes flickered with desire, feeling Harry placing his finger in the waistband of her panties, skimming it with his thumb. "I want you so badly."

"And you'll have me," Harry responded, as he pulled his shirt off, to reveal his muscular physique. Rose, eagerly and impatiently, went for his pants, unbuttoning them for a little bit. Her motions became more feverish as she worked his buttons open.

Rose stopped and saw his bulge, before reaching around his cock and squeezing it a little bit. She felt his bulge throb in her hand and he grunted, with a pleasurable expression dancing through his eyes.

"You want this as bad as I do," Rose breathed, as she slowly edged her stockings off of her feet, teasing Harry a little bit with her long legs, unrevealing more smooth flesh with each step.

Harry placed a pair of hands on either side of her thighs, running his hands down her legs and offering her another hungry kiss. She reached forward in response, edging down his underwear, one inch at a time, until his throbbing phallus was released.

Rose edged back on the bed, offering a breathy moan as she saw it stand out between Harry's legs, it pulsed and beckoned to her. The redhead took a moment to appreciate the pinnacle of manhood that stood out between Harry's legs.

"It's so big," Rose breathed as she reached forward and grabbed his cock.

"That's what they all say," Harry retorted, watching and appreciating the barely restrained lust dancing in her green eyes as she gripped his cock and pumped him once, twice, and three times ,working over his thick length. Her hand became a blur as she worked over him.

The red head leaned forward, licking around the tip of his cock, and running her tongue down him. Rose's green eyes filled with barely restrained lust, rubbing his cock head with her thumb. She felt him throb to her very touch as he pushed his hips forward.

Harry stopped her, and pulled her panties down. Her sex revealed itself to him, unrestrained and beautiful, with swollen lips and a small strip of red hair covering it. He saw the juices roll down her legs and down her thighs, glistening with the desire and the delight that Harry could only expect from such a vision of womanhood. He dipped his fingers between her legs, teasing her.

Rose found herself trapped in heaven; his fingers probed her folds with expert skill. She never been touched in such a way and most certain never been touched in such a matter. The wizard manipulated her pussy with skill and worked her over, rubbing his thumb across her clit a little bit, brushing against her. His finger crooked her and shifted inside her.

"Harry, please let me suck your monster of a cock," she begged him and Harry smiled, laying back, to allow her head up near his cock and balls.

Rose licked him around his cock, using her tongue to work over his balls and then run said tongue down his cock with deft motions. The redhead got into the actions and also closed her eyes as she felt the next sensation.

His tongue expertly probed the inside of her pussy and caused her to clench with desire, when he worked into her. His tongue rotated around her, licking her inner folds, and taking the juices from them. The red head made sure his cock was speared down her throat.

Harry felt in heaven when he worked over his aunt's womanhood, alternating between sucking on her clit and licking her insides. He varied the situation and was rewarded by her deep throating his cock. His thick tool speared down her throat cavity, and Harry felt his balls slap against her face, but she made a cooing motion, working him over. She took him deep into her mouth with amazing suction, it felt so good.

Rose lost herself in the sensations Harry brought to her, his tongue worked its magic inside her core, and continued to rotate, making circular motions. The young witch felt his hands grab around her ass, when he pushed himself into her womanhood. Tongue continued to work her over, each swipe of the inside of her sending electricity through her body. Every part of her body from the top of her head to the tips of her toes filled with desire.

Then she lost it, his tongue started to hiss and rattle in her pussy. That felt so good and that was Rose's undoing after a time. She greedily sucked on his cock, it spearing down her throat, when her mouth wrapped around him. The tight mouth cavity wrapped around his pole and she was determined to draw every single drop of cum from his balls.

It took Rose cumming a few more times but Harry slammed into her mouth, sending the cum spraying down her throat. She almost gagged on the thick ropes of cum splashing down her throat but she stayed the course and rode out his orgasm as he pumped his heavy load into her mouth. Each stream of cum was thicker as he continued to rock her mouth.

Rose withdrew, licking her cum from her mouth and she spun around, before grabbing Harry into a tight hug. The last article of clothing, her bra fell to the ground, and two creamy, round breasts, pressed against Harry's chest, as she kissed him. Slowing, her tongue licked around his face.

"You're so hot, auntie," Harry breathed as she straddled his lap, situating to where his cock was trapped between their two hot bodies and grinded against her stomach. He felt his cock brush against her taut stomach flesh and pleased.

"Yes, I know, all of the boys chased me but they could never have me," Rose responded, before she stroked her nephew's cock, feeling it throb. "So, lover, how would you like to do it? I'd really appreciate it if you pin me down on this bed, and fuck me until I can't stand."

A lustful grin appeared around Harry's face. "So you want me to pin you down on this bed and fuck you until your ears bleed?"

"Yes, that's what I want you to do," Rose agreed, licking her lips quite lustfully, feeling the desire burn in her body. She could hardly wait for Harry to do just that, to pleasure her, to make her his.

Rose flew back onto the bed, her legs kicking into the air, and then they spread, allowing Harry's invasion of her orfrice to commence. Like most female Quidditch players, she lost her resistance in the midst of riding a broomstick. Although something far more pleasing was going to ride her, as his cock plunge into her depths.

Harry grabbed her hips, plowing into her and she moaned hungrily, feeling his incoming thrusts stretch her out. Each pass into her womanly depths stretched her more and more as he pushed into her body. His thick tool worked wonders into her.

"Harry fuck me harder!" Rose begged, wrapping her arms and legs around Harry tightly, moving her lips towards him and giving him a hungry, lust ridden kiss. He responded by spearing his cock into her, working her inside walls.

Her pussy was so warm, so tight, and wet for him. Harry ran his hands through her hair, his balls slapping against her skin as he pushed in, the tip teasing the slit. Then with another fluid motion, he plunged into her, working into her delightfully tight center.

"You're mine now, Rose," Harry grunted, before he pressed his mouth one of her nipples, licked around the center and trailed his tongue against it.

Rose lost her mind, feeling her pussy clench around him and the orgasm caused her body to light up with pleasure. She clenched around his rod tightly, milking him in tune with his thrusts, working into her center.

"Yes, Harry, fuck yes, drill me baby!" Rose screamed at the top of her lungs, screaming as his cock speared into her. He banged her heavily, her sexy legs wrapped around his body. The red head was in heat, her pussy dripping wet with her arousal. Harry sucked on her tits like there was no tomorrow, licking and suckling on the lovely flesh, rubbing his nose up against the cleavage.

Harry took himself to the limit and her as well, spearing his cock into her, the dance continued for some time, as he pushed into her even more. Rose whined with his thrusts, her pussy wrapped around him. The green eyed wizard felt her walls caress his cock, wrapped around him, rubbing him up and down.

Rose groaned she wanted his cum and would not stop having him fuck her until she got what she wanted. She could hardly wait to get that thick load of his seed spewing in her pussy.

"You are horny," Harry whispered, grabbing her breasts and cupping them, which caused her to moan and thrust her hips up, meeting his incoming thrusts. "Do you like your naughty nephew fucking your tight little pussy?"

"Yes, Harry, you have such a great cock, pound me!" Rose yelled back, feeling her pleasure ride over her as Harry rode her. Her legs were up in the air as he plunged into her, with great thrusts into her. "Shoot your seed in me, I want it, give me all your cum baby! I'm your bitch!"

Rose lost herself in the moments of pleasure, the incoming thrusts connected with her and the cock speared into her body tightly. The redhead closed her eyes, feeling the pleasure rushed into her. Thrusts continued to occur as he speared into her, continued to work into her with more swiping thrusts.

"Hold me down and fuck me until I can't walk!" Rose screamed lustfully.

"Jesus, you're so hot, I'm going to cum," Harry breathed, feeling her dripping wet twat as he fucked her pussy raw.

Tonks watched from the door, wrapped in nothing but a towel as she watched Harry pound his aunt on the bed. She was getting so hot, her hand traveling down towards her center as she played with herself at that sight. Her hair was still wet from the shower and now she needed another shower, a cold one. Or her pussy to be filled with Harry's cock over and over again, that would work out too. She waited, watching Harry slam his thick cock into Rose's pussy. Tonks pushed her hand down, cupping her pussy and rubbing her clit, closing her eyes as she stuffed fingers in there, pumping them in tune to Harry's massive, skilled thrusts.

'Oh, so fucking hot, this is getting me so wet,' Tonks thought, riding her fingers but imagining them as Harry's cock. She cupped her breasts with her other hand as they grew in her hand. She alternated between playing with her breasts with her right hand and rubbing her clit, where her left hand was fingering her twat.

Harry was into the moment, spearing his thick tool into the waiting pussy of Rose, juices dripping down her legs. He gave a few more mighty thrusts before her pussy tightened around him. The walls wrapped snugly around his member and milked him, until the pleasure in his crotch exploded, spraying thick white fluids down into her waiting pussy. He pumped his seed into her, thrusting himself into her.

Rose screamed out loud, feeling his reward deposited into her walls, tightened around him as she milked him, draining every last drop from his balls. She tightened around him, closing her eyes and feeling the pleasure as he finished pumping his seed into her.

Tonks edged to the floor, her hair now a shade red not to mention long and her eyes green, to the point where she was a carbon copy of Rose. No sooner did Harry pull out, Tonks dove between the legs of Rose, licking her tongue around her pussy, slurping and sucking up the juices.

Harry watched, eyes widened when Tonks went to down on Rose's pussy, or from his point of view, Rose ate Rose out. This was a hot situation, one hot busty red head licking the pussy of another busty red head and she kept licking her pussy, turning around, to show Harry her tongue. Nym flickered her tongue, allowing the reward to drip off her tongue, as she tantalizing waved her tongue.

This got Harry extremely aroused rather quickly. The wizard pulled her into a tight embrace, her massive breasts pushed against his muscular chest. The two of time kissed each other, their tongues dancing together with the pleasure, as Tonks raised herself up, before sinking herself down on Harry's massive tool. She used her powers to make her pussy extremely tight and squeezed him.

Harry groaned as she ground her hips onto his cock and her ass pressed against his balls as she bounced up and down. Her hands trailed on his back, as she locked her legs around him. Harry walked her over, to the point where she pressed against the wall.

He never broke his moment, rather he fucked Tonks up against the wall of his bedroom. Her back pressed against the wall as he bent down, lustfully sucking her breasts. Harry licked and tasted the heaving chest, working her over with his tongue.

"Yes, oh fuck yes!" Tonks breathed, feeling Harry's hand grope around her breasts as he speared into her, fucking her against the wall with several thrusts. "You know…fuck!"

Nym's speech patterns were put into nothing but a random spewing of "fucks" but they sounded quite hot. Her mouth popped with desire, her lips moistened and Harry captured them in another steamy kiss, before he returned back to her breasts again. He licked, nibbled, and sucked at her standing nipples, that grew in his mouth. He bit down on her nipple and caused her pussy to clench tightly around him.

"Shit, you feel fucking good," Harry groaned as he speared into her, working his cock into her and Tonks pushed her hips back, squeezing the pressure around his invading member.

"You want more, you've got more, fuck me senseless, baby!" Tonks yelled as he groped her tits. They belonged to him and she was happy to have him molest her in any way that she saw next. Every single inch of his throbbing phallus buried into her with rapid fire thrusts, burying further and further into her. She closed her eyes, feeling the rush.

Harry allowed himself to back up and he fell back onto the bed. As he did, Tonks pulled herself up, only to push herself back down onto his thick tool. He groaned as her love box tightened around his balls, her shapely hips rising and lowering onto his pelvis. He cupped her ass from behind, squeezing the lovely mounds behind her. She threw her head back in response, moaning, riding him, breasts bouncing up and down as she did.

"Harry, yes, fuck me senseless!" Tonks begged him, her red hair flying as she bounced up and down on him, her breasts jiggling as she did. He grabbed them, working them over with his talented hands, and Harry playing with her tits in such a way caused her to orgasm to the point where she nearly passed out.

She reminded herself to thank Moody for his training from hell, because it caused her to keep a certain amount of stamina for certain activities. Tonks hoisted herself up and bounced down onto his cock, the walls tightened around his thick member. The Metamorphmagus Auror felt herself stuffed over and over again.

"Now I have you," Harry responded, reaching the underside of her breasts and cupping them, causing pleasure to fill through her body and juices to dribble down her legs, lubricating his thrusting cock.

"Yes, have me, any way you want me," Nym begged him, thrusts speeding up and going into her, the wizard thrusting into her at rapid fire.

Rose recovered on the bed and pouted. She did not have Harry's cock in her right now and she wanted. She reached for her wand and conjured a dildo. She raised it up and stuffed it into her dripping twat, working it over as she watched her nephew fuck a carbon copy of herself. Jesus Christ, that was so hot.

Harry raised his hips up and speared back down into her, he was just getting started in many ways. His aunt's moans as she watched Harry fuck her exact duplicate spurred him up and he grabbed Tonks, flipped their positions on the bed.

Tonks gave a moan of surprise as Harry asserted himself but it caused juices of arousal to pool down her leg. He pushed himself up and began to hammer into her pussy at rapid fire motions, thrusting at the speed of light. This caused Rose to begin wearing out her dildo on her pussy and moans.

"FUCK MY PUSSY RAW!"

That was said by both Rose and Nym in unison and technically accurate. Harry grabbed her hips, spearing into her, before his balls tightened. He speared into her waiting pussy, pushing onto her.

There was another few thrusts before Harry's balls tightened and he sent his reward into the waiting pussy of Nym. She squeezed him tightly when he thrust into her.

"My turn!"

Rose prepared to take her turn and these two hot women took turns on Harry throughout most of the night.

Smut/Lemon Ends.

"I have a question," Harry stated out of the blue to Faora who raised an eyebrow before facing him. The three of them, Harry, Kara, and Faora, sat in the dream scape cross legged.

"This is what these sessions are for, to learn everything that you can," Faora responded, grabbing him around the hand, and Kara watched him.

"I have a question regarding my twin sisters, Amanda and Emily," Harry told her and Faora paused. "You said the crystal altered my mother so she was able to give birth to me, to act as the vessel for our father."

"Yes Har-Zod, I understand this would be a concern," Faora replied to him before pausing for mere moments and giving the answer after some thought. "Your mother was altered enough where she would also pass down certain genetic traits of Kryptonians. They would have some of the abilities, although which, I cannot say. This is uncharted waters, and we're dealing with untested science."

Harry allowed that to sink in a little bit, putting a hand to his chin and thinking about it. The little he saw and heard about the twins, they were rather strong witches. To give them powers on top of that, that would make them rather prodigal indeed. Then again, it was useful to have more than a few powers at their disposal.

The wizard kept his eyes on Faora and Kara, the blonde in particular smiling.

"So did you have any new powers develop yet?" Kara asked him and Harry answered with a nod.

"I escaped one of the Weasley twins and their bludgers by flying off my broomstick," Harry informed her and Kara looked excited.

"That's one of the powers I'm looking most forward to using, flight," Kara answered, wishing she could reach forward and grab Harry in a tight hug. But once again, the limitations of the mind scape prevented that. She mentally counted down the moments where she would be able to touch him. Oh she would make up for lost time.

"It is a useful power to get around," Faora stated as she watched him. "The heat vision, the X-Ray vision, the gale force breath, the expanded lung capacity, and the flight, all powers that are amazing and extremely practical."

"Don't forget super speed," Kara added in an excited voice, bouncing up and down. She realized that Harry's eyes were on her, watching her swaying breasts, the material stretched tightly around them. So she gave herself another bounce. An innocent smile spread across her face as she watched Harry watch her and the blonde acted like there was nothing strange about her actions.

"That can be useful," Harry stated, seeing that it helped him in the incident with Snape.

"So, where did Snape run off to?" Faora asked him and Harry shrugged.

"He bolted as soon as the heat got hot, I supposed that he thought he was untouchable," Harry responded.

Kara turned around, eyes locked onto Harry's before she offered him a smile. "And he thought that he could get away with doing what he did. I don't know how."

"He's been untouchable for a long time, he helped Dumbledore and Dumbledore decided to vouch that he's changed, given him a second chance," Harry responded as he watched them.

"You know, Dumbledore's ability to see the best in people can be easily exploited," Kara commented before she shrugged as Harry raised an eyebrow. "I'm just saying."

"I know, I know what you're saying," Harry answered her, that was one of Dumbledore's fundamental flaws since the very beginning, but he supposed that could work towards his advantage. "He couldn't have known."

"He's not omniscient," Kara stated with a shrug.

The first week had gone by without that much of a problem, but the Dementors were still there. Until Sirius was found, Tonks would still have to be his bodyguard. Andromeda advised Sirius to wait a little bit before coming forward, because the Ministry might forget to rescind the order to have the Dementors kiss him and then Pettigrew being caught would be irrelevant.

The only word that reached the Daily Prophet so far was that the Ministry had been following new leads in the Sirius Black case, when a fresh batch of evidence presented itself. They left it rather vague other than that point.

All they would have to do is wait and see what happened now.

The Hogwarts rumor mill flew into overdrive with the news of Snape's depature, no one was quite certain what happened, other than the people that were there. Potions classes were stalled the last few days. Snape checked into St. Mungo's briefly in order to get his arm treated, then fled into hiding before the Aurors could capture him there. The damage done to his ego, and reputation was something that was too great for many to comprehend Snape included, and now he was a fugitive from the law

Andromeda personally vowed to get Snape's head on a plate for this and there were hints that the Ministry might look into how legit Snape switching sides was.

Enter the newest Hogwarts teacher, Lucretia Malfoy, who received a late night Floo Call from one Albus Dumbledore. As it turned out, Dumbledore was in a bind. Slughorn refused to return on such short notice unless Dumbledore paid him a boatload of galleons just for showing up, so he needed to get a teacher and find one quick.

So he thought who better to be the teacher than the person who had gotten the highest individual marks in Potions over the past fifteen years at Hogwarts?

She got the job offer and Lucretia was intrigued, milking every single bit that she could about of Dumbledore. She was not about to take this job out of some charity or some obligation, no she wanted to make sure that her services were earned and the Malfoy girl got a pretty hefty salary. If she could get more NEWT level Potions students than Snape turned out that would make her rather sought out by people for private tutoring.

That would indirectly put more gold in her pocket which was never a bad thing. The first group of students was the first years, which was always a challenge. Snape called them dunderheads in the past but it was hard to find fault with a group that did not know the basics. Snape did not have any tact or any patience.

First years, she spent time, detailing the basics of Potion making. It was not in Snape's lesson plans but she did so any way. As far as she was concerned, Snape's lesson plans were a little more than kindling. Over the next few weeks, she would determine how much was known and take steps to correct any flaws. She might have to divide the third to fifth year class groups into different levels, depending on their level of Potions knowledge.

The third year was the easiest group to see who stood out among the path. Hermione, Daphne, and Harry were the top of their year. Harry and Hermione were already meeting with her once a week to check over the advanced work that they were doing to begin with, although they had to sit the classes because of the Board of Governors edict. As much as she loathed to admit it, Draco was fairly decent at Potions, although not was good as he would have liked to present himself. The rest were all across the board although she hoped to get them up to par.

"A shrinking solution is one of the more rudimentary potions that you will make," Lucretia responded as she watched them. "One extra rat tail could be the difference between a good swelling solution or a potentially deadly poison."

Lucretia tapped her fingers on the side of the desk before she pushed herself forward, into another explanation, closing her eyes as she did so.

"The shrinking solution is often utilized to isolate certain swollen body parts in the case of an infection to properly treat them," Lucretia answered as she watched them. "It is highly recommended that you don't use a shrinking solution unless it has been proven to have been created by a certified Potions Master or healer. There have been documented instances regarding people having shrunk themselves or body parts out of existence. And one particular vile case of a jealous wife using a shrinking solution on her husband in a way that it was not meant to be used."

Daphne smiled, as she, Harry, and Neville sat at the table, with Tracey sitting at the table with Bulstrode, Fay Dunbar, and Parvati Patil. That group was the lesser of many evils, even if Millicent Bulstrode was kind of a troll. As it turned out, Millicent was a very friendly troll with a love of cats and classical music, despite her less than appealing personal appearance. No one would ever know.

"So she told that story to us, someone owes me five galleons," Harry whispered to Daphne out of the corner of his mouth.

"Later, " Daphne retorted, she should have known to get in a bet with Harry and the futility of it.

Neville sat, this was the most relaxed he had been at Potions ever. Without Snape being there hovering around him, he was able to focus. Was he a Potion Master in training? Well that might be pushing things a little bit but he was fairly average even if there were things that rattled his confidence. His mother was pretty good at Potions, as Neville was constantly reminded.

He loved his grandmother but he really wished that she had judged him on his own merits and not the merits of his parents. That was something that Harry said and the more that he thought about it, Neville decided that was the truth.

Lucretia walked around, doing her rounds, giving advice to those who needed a little help. It was rather frustrating to see how many gaps they had thanks to Snape. Snape did know a lot about potions but he could not convey knowledge to students in a way that they would understand it. Thus he got frustrated and irritated if they did not understand his higher process of thinking.

Of course, Lucretia wondered if it was because of her physical attractiveness that many of the male students in the class paid attention. Naturally, it did not matter she was taking; the blonde was willing to what steps that she could to get them through their OWLs.

"You've all done adequate enough jobs although half of you need to improve and read the assignment on the board," Lucretia informed the class as she inclined a hand towards the board. "We will resume this lesson next Friday and I hope to see marked improvements. Mr. Potter, a word if you please on the quality of your potion."

She offered a nice and subtle wink that only Harry and maybe Hermione and Daphne caught. It was something that was missed by people who were not in the know. They all filed out, leaving Harry behind with her.

"I've checked your schedule, you have an hour break and very little homework to do," Lucretia responded as she stepped towards him.

"Got it all done last night except for yours."

Lucretia waved her hand dismissively. "Don't worry about it Harry, that work is for people who were struggling with the subject. I know you can master this potion, especially given that you're doing fifth year standard work for me already and a bit of sixth year."

The blonde Malfoy woman shrugged off her robe, to showcase her white blouse that tightened around her sizeable bust. A short black skirt was revealed along with stockings and Harry saw beneath her skirt that she was not wearing any panties. This caused a tightening in his pants and he moved over.

Lucretia felt herself pressed against the blackboard and Harry's lips pressed against her in a hungry kiss. He placed a hand on her thigh, running it up and down, squeezing her from behind and working his hand over her thigh, cupping her ass.

"I think we better improve teacher student relations, Professor," Harry told her and Lucretia nodded, before she bent over the desk in the front of the classroom, hiking her skirt up.

"You know what to do, big boy," she said, wiggling her ass at him enticingly.

Smut/Lemon Begins.

Harry grabbed her hips and teased her opening with his fingers as she bent over the desk. The blonde gave a labored sigh as his finger rotated into her tight pink hole, pivoting on the spot. The blonde's eyes closed rather tightly and she felt herself writhe in pleasure. He twisted his finger in her, rubbing her insides.

Lucretia closed her eyes for a moment to enjoy the pleasure and felt his hot tongue entering her core a moment later, rotating around her on the inside. The blonde gave a coo of delight as his tongue continued to work around her. The blonde grabbed her hands on the desk and felt him licking around on her walls, scraping against her.

Harry unbuckled his pants.

"You're wet and ready for me already," Harry stated as he played with her hole, rotating his finger through it slowly which caused him to throb as he touched her silky walls.

"Yes, I need you," Lucretia responded, she laid awake long nights and played with her twat, thinking about Harry fucking her. The fact that he did this when she was a teacher, well this added an entirely new layer of excitement to the situation. He grabbed his hands around her ass and lined up with her, before spearing into her center.

Lucretia felt his cock push into her from behind and the thick tool thrust into her as she was on the desk. She felt his hands work underneath her shirt and grope her breasts. The blonde felt rather good with his thrusts speared into her over and over again.

"Fuck me hard!" Lucretia breathed lustfully, begging for him, wanting more as he speared into her.

Another hot pussy wrapped around his thick tool and Harry picked up the pace, her shirt was off now and her breasts smashed against the desk. He decided that he wanted to see her beautiful face as he fucked her so he pulled out.

"Why did you pull out master?" Lucretia asked, looking at Harry with barely restrained lust in her eyes.

"I want you to ride me on that desk," Harry told her and Lucretia's eyes nodded, as she ripped off his shirt, wrapped her arms around him, and smashed her lips onto his.

She ground against his erect cock, her pussy dripping with the arousal and she pushed Harry back first onto the desk. His cock lined up with her entrance so the blonde pushed herself up and speared onto his cock.

"Fuck yeah, ride my cock!" Harry yelled as she pushed herself up and slammed herself back down, her tanned hips working around the base of his cock quite nicely.

Her breasts bounced, jiggling as she worked her sexy body onto him, riding his fleshy pole as she bounced higher and higher. Each push onto him getting more wanton, more needy, and the desire of her clenching against him increased. It was quite wonderful and Harry could not believe that he was wrapped in this tight sheath of flesh.

Lucretia lost herself in the sensations of her wizard's cock, the only cock that she'd ever allow touch her, work into her pussy. The blonde closed her eyes, biting down on her lip in pleasure, offering a light moan.

"Work me, keep riding, faster," Harry groaned and Lucretia sped up her bouncing, feeling his hands roam and explore her breasts, rolling over the sweaty, heaving globes on her chest. She bent down so he could suckle the flesh, greedily rolling his tongue over them. He worked his mouth all over her breasts and she moaned, as she picked up the pace and continued to ride him, working her hips against his member, squeezing his thick tool with her pussy.

The blonde lost herself to the orgasm that rocked her body. Harry had a break for an hour after Potions, and she was not complaining about that. That would give her and Harry some one on one time together. His cock worked into her pussy as she pushed herself up and slammed down onto her. She felt his cock stretch her inner walls, working her over and his hands grabbed, groped, squeezed her breasts. She sighed rather deeply, this was feeling so good that she could hardly believe it.

"More, I want more," Lucretia begged Harry, as she continued to ride him like there was no tomorrow.

"Don't worry ,you'll have more," Harry responded with a grunt, hoisting her up and slamming her onto his throbbing phallus. Her pussy lips worked nicely up and down his base as she continued to ride him with passion and energy, breasts swaying with her activities.

Lucretia's head threw back as she offered a passionate moan to him, breathing heavily as she continued to ride him. Her hips squeezed him and pussy tightened. She enjoyed this thick slab of meat pushing between her thighs. It hit her pleasure points and caused her body to heat up with the most pleasure. She continued to ride him, rising herself up, before slamming down, her ass hitting his balls as she rode him.

"Yes, Harry, give me your love!"

Harry smiled, this blonde babe riding his cock on top of the desk it was a feeling that he could get used to. Her pussy tightened around him as she threw her head back and gave a shrieking moan, her walls clenching him. Her velvety caresses caused Harry an ample amount of pleasure and that pleasure was returned as he played with her breasts, making them his. She leaned forward slightly, allowing him to bury his face between her tits and suck on the wonderful buffet of flesh before him. He felt light headed as he licked and sucked on her tits.

The dance continued for a while, nearly through the entire break, with Lucretia summoning all of the strength she could muster to her cunt muscles, squeezing his prick and slamming down on him.

The sensations of Harry being worked over by her hot box did wonders on his cock and his balls tightened for a moment, before the explosion of cum came next. He shot his load into her, splashing into her. She rode his orgasm out, milking all of the wizard's cum out of him, and tightened around him, squeezing his cock with everything that she had.

Smut/Lemon Ends.

Harry pulled his arms around the hot naked woman that straddled his lap. Her face flushed with desire as she met Harry's lips for a passionate kiss. The two of them wrapped their arms and legs around each other, before the two of them looked at each other. There was the definite afterglow of amazing sex.

"If you want to stop by for some private tutoring before next week, you know where to find me," Lucretia told him with a purr, nibbling on his ear.

Harry smiled, he knew that he could come down here in the downtime. It would be just like the summer before his second year all over again. The dark haired wizard smiled.

"How's Vega doing?" Harry asked and Lucretia smiled.

"Going through an intense period of classes at Durmstrang but nothing she can't handle," Lucretia responded with a shrug of her shoulders. "She can't wait to see you at the Christmas holidays."

She leaned forward and gave one more parting kiss, there was barely any time left in the break, but Harry got dressed and moved off to his next class.

"So, I think I got it," Astoria concluded as she sat next to Harry in the library in a hushed tone of voice. They were going over her Defence Homework. "I mean Professor Lupin knows what he's talking about, even if I do miss Professor Tonks."

"I do as well," Harry responded, wrapping an arm around her tightly as she smiled back him. "But….you know about the curse as well as I do."

"Do you think it's really true?" Astoria asked him, having no opinion on it one way or another.

"It is a myth but myths do have some basis in reality," Harry responded as the blonde nodded.

Astoria took a moment, if she ever found out who leaked what happened to Harry on the train, she would slowly kill them. First she would skin them before their very eyes. Then she would burn them in oil. Then she would cut them into pieces and feed them to the owls.

Although she figured that might be cruelty to animals.

Most annoyingly, Malfoy decided to make several snide remarks, from behind a safety net. It seemed like Lucius got wise to the situation and managed to arrange some favors to have some fairly capable sixth and seventh year students to watch dear Draco's back at all times. That made taking him out and teaching him a lesson to be a complete pain.

Harry did seem to not let this bother him but of course in some ways it did.

Katie Bell arrived and whispered into Harry's ear.

"Wood wants me to pass you a message, Quidditch practice is now five times a week, after dinner every day," Katie responded but she paused as she saw Astoria.

"Don't worry, whatever happens in Quidditch isn't relevant to me," Astoria responded with a shrug, although she would become a big fan if Malfoy crash landed and broke his neck. Actually that would be something that she could pleasure herself to.

Astoria knew that there was a way to hurt Malfoy, big time. Of course, the fact that he knew that Harry was fucking his older sister on a regular basis and he could not do anything about it was a rather solid beginning but Astoria was not going to stop at that. She wanted to rip Malfoy's heart out and stomp on it, to make sure that he knew that Harry was superior to him in every single way conceivable.

Astoria and Harry exited the library, where Emily, Amanda, and Ginny all waited outside. Amanda greeted Harry with a tight hug, and he responded by giving her a light kiss on the cheek, which caused her to grow red. Ginny offered a knowing smile. Harry greeted Emily with more of the same.

"Ron was sent to St. Mungos, for the neurological damage that was done to him, but he's being discharged and sent back home," Ginny informed them but Astoria shook her head and frowned.

"Does he even remember how to eat at this point?"

Ginny offered Astoria a smile. "If Ron ever forgets to eat, you might as well pack it in."

"Isn't that the truth?" Amanda concluded, the twenty minutes she knew Ron so far was about twenty more minutes than she wanted to.

"Maybe we could put him in a helmet?" Emily suggest, raising an eyebrow.

"Ron in a helmet, so appropriate for many ways," Ginny answered as she thought about it. Ron tended to get the short end of the stick in many ways due to Molly's obsessive desire to have a girl.

The problem was that magical pregnancy tended to cause havoc on a witch, one could get away with having three children at maximum but most stopped when they had a son. Molly was in the reverse, she stopped at a daughter. Bill and Charlie turned out fairly decent. Percy was a bit of a stuck up idiot but he did have some level of ambition. The twins tended to be ambitious as well, although not in the way Molly would have liked them to be.

Ron on the other end….well he got the short end of the stick. And Molly's bloating from pregnancy did not go away. She used to be fairly attractive but the ravages of having seven children were not a pretty one. For both her physical appearance and her personality, both of them were not good.

"Well, maybe he'll complete his Hogwarts education within the next ten years," Harry responded with a shrug and Ginny hung her head.

"Well maybe he would and maybe he wouldn't complete it, even if he was here the entire time," Ginny responded, throwing her hands up with a sigh. "Not without constant assistance."

"Well his performance the two months here wasn't exactly stellar."

Hermione showed up now, on her way to the library.

"It's closed for the night," Harry responded as Hermione's face fell, like her pet had been killed.

Amanda snickered as she looked at Hermione and the expression on the third years face.

"With our OWLS…."

Astoria placed a hand on Hermione's mouth.

"You're going to get Outstandings on them, even if you take them blind folded," Astoria told her sternly as she held her hand over Hermione's mouth.

"For sure, I would say you need to get laid, but I know better," Amanda added as she watched Harry with a smile.

"Maybe she needs to get tied up and punished," Ginny suggested, waggling her eyebrows as she watched Hermione and her reaction.

Hermione was not going to lie, this was turning her on so much.

"Unfortunately, as much as I'd like to do that, Wood's monopolizing a fair bit of my time," Harry remarked before he got up to his feet and addressed the girls. "Last year for him, late night Quidditch practices, you know how obsessive he is, don't you?"

"Yeah, I heard a rumor," Hermione remarked dryly, shrugging her shoulders for a moment.

"So talk to you all later," Harry answered before he hugged the twins goodbye, and gave Hermione and Ginny a kiss. Astoria grabbed Harry around the waist and attacked his mouth with a hungry kiss.

There was a moment of time where Harry would have been surprised but in reality, he was not too surprised. Astoria took a step back and winked at Harry.

"Just giving you something to consider in the future," Astoria told him, as she watched him for a reaction. After she stood out the door one night and got a front row seat to him and Daphne's latest round of sexcapades, she was horny for his cock.

Harry smiled and grabbed her, before tilting her back and giving her another kiss. This kiss caused Astoria's mind and body to flush, the blonde Slytherin moaning deeply and lustfully into his mouth, closing her eyes as Harry attacked the blonde's mouth with his tongue. The blonde gave a breathy moan before Harry pulled away from her.

"See you all later," Harry concluded as he spun around to head off to Quidditch Practice. Wood might pitch a fit if he was even a second late.

He bumped into a rather stressed out looking Penelope Clearwater. Then again, given that it was NEWT year for her, the fact of matter was that a stressed out seventh year student was not out of the ordinary. Yet, she looked particularly stressed out.

Her expression brightened as she caught a glimpse of Harry.

"Harry!" Penny stated in an excited voice as she hugged her lover tightly. She appreciated the feeling of his hard muscles pressing against her her tightly, just as he appreciated the sensation of her shapely body embracing his.

"Nice to see you Penny," Harry responded in a warm voice, feeling her body against his. "You look rather stressed out, don't you?"

Penny frowned before she watched Harry. "It's just…being head girl is stressful given who my partner is."

"That would be the pompous ponce known as Percy Weasley," Harry said, he could feel her pain, he really did and Penny nodded, feeling a bit of stress fill through her body but Harry increased the pressure of the hug holding her tighter against him, smiling as her body pressed further into his. He tilted her head back and kissed her.

"You'd think that he's been elected to the emperor of everything given the way's he acting," Penny offered, throwing her hands into the air. "And it's not even…it's just Head Boy, we have no real power. Just make sure to police the prefects, that's about it. It might look good when applying to the Ministry but it's nothing of true value."

"More of a status thing," Harry chimed in and Penny nodded her head feverishly.

"And Percy just has to compensate for something," she responded in a careful voice and Harry's face crossed in a smile.

"Tell me more," Harry responded and she smiled, strained a little bit as she did.

"Well it's just that….well he was under the assumption that we were dating and tried to promise me to wait for him, until his career picked up," Penny stated as her eyes rolled a little bit in the back of her head and she offered a scoffing motion. "Him and Ron…they really got the short end of the stick."

Harry nodded, he would not be surprised. Percy did not seem that perceptive all things considered.

"So how is your NEWT year?" Harry asked her, figuring that Wood could blow as many gaskets as he wanted.

"Fine, although studying to be a healer is a consuming job," Penny answered but it was something that she wanted to do. Of course, given what she heard about St. Mungos, she wondered if that was a place that she wanted to work. The place was run by purebloods, many of which treated each other like dirt at the best of times, never mind half-bloods and muggleborns. Magic drove people to being sociopaths more often than any of them would have admitted. "But hey, what is life without a few challenges?"

"Not worth living," Harry answered as he threw his arm around the waist of the older girl. "So, best of luck to you, I got to get down to Quidditch Practice."

"Hey Penny I need to…"

An Asian girl with silky dark hair and dark eyes showed up, before she paused.

"Um hi," the girl remarked in a small voice as she watched Harry.

Harry smiled as she watched him. "Hello."

He suspected that those robes were hiding some tight curves, although he would have to watch her more closely to make sure.

"Harry, this is Cho Chang, Cho this is Harry Potter, I'm helping tutoring Cho in Charms, in exchange for her family giving me a reference to get an internship," Penny responded and Harry nodded.

"Hello Cho…you're the new seeker on Ravenclaw, aren't you?" Harry asked and Cho nodded her head slowly.

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