22 Two Girlfriends

Introducing Paulina to the Marauder's Map and the Room of Requirements was done in a fairly casual manner. She was an early bird, so I simply waited for her to exit the girl's dormitory before dragging her to the legendary room. On the way, I also openly used my Marauder's Map to see if the floor was empty of any curious eyes.

Seeing the map, Paulina quickly covered me in a barrage of questions until my answers left her wide-eyed and in complete disbelief.

"Captain Barbossa, that's our secret Treasure Map from now on," I told Paulina as I dragged her perplexed self after me. "Lily's husband and his friends created it, but it's mine now because I stole it from Filch. Oh, and you don't want her husband to get it anyway. You saw what kind of guy he is. He will most likely use it for childish bullshit or to spy on girls like a perverted old geezer."

Paulina just nodded in silence and said nothing since I told her that the map was the smaller secret. She most likely wanted to see the whole picture before bombarding me with a flood of questions again.

Arriving on the seventh floor, I took her to the corridor with the tapestry that showed a guy being clubbed by eight trolls dressed like ballerinas. Walking back and forth three times while thinking of a classic fitness room that also offered a wide area with dueling dummies, it didn't take long before a massive wooden door answered my wish.

Kicking the door open, I pulled a blinking Paulina into the room and quickly closed the door behind me.

"Welcome to the so-called Room of Requirement," I explained with a grin. "One of Rovena Ravenclaw's creations. The magic of the room reacts to most stuff you wish for, mostly some kind of space. What you see right now is the manifestation of the desire I stated in my mind while walking back and forth three times in front of the secret entrance of the legendary room. This place will be our secret training area in the future."

"Before you start with your questions," I interrupted swiftly when I saw that Paulina was drawing a deep breath. "You must know that yesterday was planned by Dysnomia and her mother, Lady Travers. They paid some older students, and maybe even Professor Snape, to cause trouble for us. Yesterday was an attempt to humble me by breaking my fingers during detention."

"Naturally, the plot backfired on the two Slytherin baboons and they ended up in the state they wanted to put me in," I added when I saw Paulina worried expression.

Her features softened when she heard that. "What did you do, Johnny? Will you get into trouble for that? Why is Professor Snape such a meanie?!"

"It's not worth mentioning what I did to them," I replied with a nonchalant shrug. "But the two baboons from yesterday are out of the game, and they aware now that it is unhealthy behavior to cause trouble for me. As for Snape… well, he is a moron with bad teeth, a bushy monobrow, and greasy hair, and he lacks self-respect. He never targeted me so far because I don't cause any mess during his lessons, but it seems that the words of a mother and a little girl are enough to let him degenerate to a common bully."

"I told Lily about your detention," Paulina said with an embarrassed blush. "Did she came to help you?"

"Yeah, she and Flitwick came along with Snape after the bastard left me alone for almost two hours to be beaten up by the members of his House," I confirmed with a nod.

While telling Paulina about yesterday, we slowly wandered around in the large room to inspect the stuff offered. I basically wished for a mixed area with two halves, one that was equipped with classic gym tools for physical training and one that provided a large space and a dueling dummy so that Paulina could go on a magical rampage.

The gym tools were actually completely useless since I could hardly improve my absurd strength through normal means, and I doubt that Paulina desires to work out. However, the environment would subtly manipulate the brain of my female friend to enter into a training modus. At least that was what I hoped for.

"Johnny, can we visit the Restricted Section today?" Paulina asked with sparkling eyes, almost on the verge of drooling.

That is your typical stereotype Ravenclaw. I just told her that a pack of Slytherins were after us, but all her worries turned secondary after she heard that I Flitwick gave me access to a treasure trove full of juicy books. The Restricted section was where the good stuff of the library was hiding. Almost every Ravenclaw had the habit to drool when looking in that direction.

"Sure, after classes are over," I replied with an amused smirk. "But I also want you to remember that we are going to do some intensive training from now on. Every day until dinner. If you slack off, I am going to take your books away!"

Paulina paled drastically, a silent 'No!' escaping her lips.

"Oh, yes," I said in a firm tone, pointing at the dueling dummy. "That will be your best friend for the rest of the year."

"Will you teach me your fire magic?" Paulina asked, blazing with excitement.

"If you prove yourself competent enough, sure," I replied with a grin. "We are going to make these slimy Slytherins will curse the day they decided to make us their enemies!"

"Do they really think that I am your girlfriend?" Paulina suddenly asked, flushing slightly.

In response, I leaned forward and boldly kissed her on her soft lips, causing her pretty face to turn deep red. "Your first kiss is mine now."

"Oh, well… and I actually have two girlfriends," I admitted awkwardly, dropping the bomb without warning. "You will need to share me with them if you want to have a piece of me."

It was only fair to mention it before Paulina ended up asking me to be her boyfriend. Jessica, Felicia, and I already talked about it. They agreed with me that more girls could mean more fun. We were all basically immortal due to the effects of the Extremis Virus.

The boring cultural habits and norms of normal people didn't apply to us anymore!

Well, and Jessica didn't care much about love. She only liked to have sex from time to time. Her true love was to beat up criminals and to sleep and eat. And based on what she told me so far about her past, most guys felt inferior when faced with her overwhelming physical superiority, which made it hard for her to find something lasting.

But Jessica was quite satisfied with her new life now. Her increased power through the ritual, her ability to fly, and her 'Violent Outburst' ability made her job as a heroine a lot more pleasurable. Our relationship was also mostly only about sex, but that was perfectly fine since we both preferred it that way. We were friends with benefits and not a lovestruck couple.

And Felicia had her own ambitions. Becoming a mother wasn't one of them. She sees me as her ticket to a life where she can do whatever she wants and the chance to become a greater Black Cat than her father will ever be.

With all that said, my two lovers accepted the fact that I would add more members to my harem sooner or later – with the only rule being that I would keep an eye for quality instead of quantity. They even allowed me to have sex with the girls if that helped me scout new talents for our harem. It might have helped that I asked for that after I fucked their brains into a state of sexual delirium with the help of sex-magic.

Yes, it was a bit devious, but I never claimed to be a saint. Power always came at a cost, and my deal was simple: power and near-immortality, and the prospect to be able to stay young and vigorous forever, in exchange for exclusive rights for their female bits. As perverted and wrong as that all might sound to some ears, I was only stating the truth.

Paulina shook herself from her stupor. "You have two girlfriends?"

"Jessica and Felicia," I replied with a nod, taking notice of the fact that she didn't seem upset or jealous at all. "Two lovely girls that I met in New York this summer."

"New York?" Paulina repeated. "But-…"

"There are still a lot of secrets that you don't know about me," I interrupted her with a cheeky wink. "I am an orphan, but I am not a helpless child. Magic makes many things possible. I harvested that power, and it served me well so far."

To illustrate my point, I used a wandless Accio to summon my wand from my holster directly into my grasp. Paulina's eyes widened in response to the little performance.

"Vesparma Morti," I muttered firmly while pointing my awesome wand at the dueling dummy at the end of the room.

In the same second, the tip of my wand erupted with thick ink-black smoke that that promptly grew larger, hissing and buzzing angrily. Suddenly one black wasp after another manifested in the dark cloud until thirteen specimens of the size of an adult's fist were racing towards the dueling dummy.

They relentlessly assaulted their unmoving target with countless waspish bites and vicious stingers. Focusing my mind, I sent a silent, invisible command to the monstrous insects that made them all explode into a bright-yellow liquid that began to corrode the surface of the dueling dummy.

"How do you like my new spell?" I asked Paulina with a smug smile. "These devils were inspired after the Tarantula Hawk Wasp. One sting delivers pain so agonizing vicious that the victim can do nothing but scream. At least, that's what the book said where I read about these wasps."

That spell was something I prepared for individuals like Fenrir Greyback. Werewolves had a strong resistance against magic, but they were vulnerable to stuff like fire, ice, and nature magic. My wasps were of the latter category.

"Johnny!" Paulina gasped in shock. "Why would you create such a mean spell?!"

"Because I can," I snickered with a stupid grin. "But also because I like to create a little bit of everything. This is my first 'Dark Curse' of some kind. It's mostly nature magic of a more vicious kind."

"Anyways, what I want to tell you is that I desire to grow beyond just the wizarding community," I began to mutter with a thoughtful look. "The world is vast. There are these so-called mutants running around, and people like Captain America, and who knows what else is still waiting in the shadows. There is so much I want to know… I want to see… to experience. Limiting myself to a boring normal life isn't going to happen. It's important you know all that."

Paulina watched me in silence for a moment before she sighed. "Daddy said that I am not allowed to have a boyfriend before I am at least fourteen anyway..."

"Well," I chuckled in amusement. "Then you better listen to your daddy and wait until you are older. Picking me as your boyfriend is a life full of crazy adventures. You must sure to want that, or your beautiful blond hair will definitely grey prematurely."

"Prat," Paulina huffed with a little grin, swinging a small fist after me that I evaded with relative ease. "Why do you even keep it a secret that you have two girlfriends? I thought boys like to brag with silly stuff like that!"

"To be honest, I thought you might get jealous," I snickered and dodged a swift kick that was flying towards my shin.

Paulina scoffed, sticking her pink tongue out. "Because they have to bother themselves with a prat like you? Never!"

"Trust me. I am worth the trouble," I replied with a grin before aiming a stinging hex at her left foot.

Paulina jumped out of the was before drawing her own wand. The gold that I have her on the train before the start of our summer vacation allowed her to buy herself a holster as well - one made from red leather covered in colorful floral patterns, a real girly design.

"Facippa!" Paulina yelled with a slash of her wand, sending my own pranking hex at my face.

I let the spell hit me and felt a firm flap arrive on my left cheek. "You little minx!"

Since it was still early in the morning, we continued to play and duel each other for about ab hour before forcing ourselves to stop. I wanted to see how two Slytherin boys from yesterday were doing, and Paulina appeared curious as well. She would never admit it, but she secretly enjoyed it when I messed with other people.

On the way to the infirmary, I showed Paulina the Marauder's Map again. Her biggest interest was in the charms that allowed the map to function. I offered that we study the map together and try to improve it so we could spy on people more efficiently.

Paulina agreed to that but made me promise to her that I wouldn't abuse the map for perverted ambitions.

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It was unfortunate, but we couldn't spy on Robert Blythe and Broderick Caldwell, the two Slytherin boys that attempted to cripple me. There was too much traffic at the infirmary, and I didn't want to risk exposing myself by acting like a criminal that comes to stalk his victims. Seeing that the Marauder's Map showed the two boys being under Poppy Pomfrey's draconian care was enough for me.

Eventually arriving at the Great Hall for breakfast, I quickly scanned the large rooms for my future targets and the person behind the attack on me: Dysnomia Travers.

Surprisingly, the spoilt blondie was sitting at a different place this time around, with her back towards me. Since the Slytherins sat at the other end of the Great Hall, the most popular seats were those that allowed one to look into the hall. The seats that exposed your back to the Gryffindor table were usually reserved for the 'follower' kind of snakes.

It didn't matter anyway, Dysnomia was only mediocre and not a threat to Paulina. What mattered most was to 'discipline' the older Slytherin students, so they realize that crossing me is a very foolish and painful endeavor.

When the boys in question noticed my hawk-like gaze, eyeing them like a predator its prey, they retorted in kind. However, their expressions became rather uneasy when I pumped some magic into my eyes to make them flicker with an intense glow for a short moment. They instinctively looked up to Snape, probably hoping for his support, but the greasy-haired professor ignored them in favor of some magazine.

"Bunch of pussies," I mocked silently, grinning from ear to ear.

Paulina rammed an elbow into my side, silently scolding me for using such crude language.

"But it's true," I argued with a huff.

"Boys are so stupid," Paulina mumbled before sipping at her morning tea.

Her words gained a nod of approval from Penelope Clearwater, who turned to narrow her eyes at Percy Weasley.

I chuckled when I saw that. Penelope was indeed a beauty, but due to her bookish nature quite inexperienced with boys. My guess is that Percy Weasley only had a chance with her because in the original story because he exploited Penelope's lacking experience when it came to boys. You only had to talk about interesting books that she didn't already partly memorized, and her attention would be all yours. Keep that flow of information up and you could eventually win her for yourself.

On the contrary to that, Cho Chang was still in her first year but already scouting for the boys with the highest social status – and best looks. At first, she was quite interested in me, but that interest waned after she learned that I was a muggleborn and an orphan at that. Her attention switched over to Roger Davis and Cedric Diggory now.

Well, my own attention was on girls like Gemma Watson. She was the Head Girl and a Slytherin. But still quite alright because she helped me find some book in the library last year. Gamma was most likely aware of my background but didn't seem to care about that. And I also knew that she really cared about her studies quite a lot, and that Louis Bolton rejected her when she asked for his notes.

It might be worth a try offering her Bolton's notes myself in exchange for something we both would enjoy quite a bit. But I had to wait until after the winter holidays when she needed the notes the most. That would increase the chances that she would say yes to my proposal.

My perverted ambitions might not be my story's focus, but the most badass protagonists were all ladykillers. Why shouldn't I be one, too?

I mean, my perfectly enhanced human body needed to be used for some physical labor after all. Furthermore, I also needed the practice to increase my understanding of sex-magic and then eventually master it. It sounded a bit silly, maybe, but I really wanted to see what one could do with sex-magic if performed on a high level.

Would it bring me eternal happiness?

Maybe, who knows.

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