All Fun and Games Part Five: Task Three: Direct to DVD

The Shrieking Shack was a place that only a select few had the pleasure to see the inside of. There was a few seconds where the man who was waking up in the Shrieking Shack now was trying to find his way free of the bindings he found himself trapped within.

His legs and arms were bound together and he had a paper bag over his head. His wand was out of reach and there was a few seconds where he struggled fiercely to break free of them.

"Don't bothering struggling, those ropes will start to crush you if you do," a sweet voice commented, as the man's vision was impaired he could not see who was speaking. "No, they won't kill you, that would be too easy for a cowardly nutless bastard like you."

Suddenly what felt like a hammer was smashed into his knee cap. The shattering of bones could be heard as he screamed out loud in agony. Then the knee was healed and the hammer was smashed into it again. The injury left his body but the sensation of agonizing pain was still there.

"Did you think that we would allow you to get away with what you've done?" another voice commented as she turned around, her eyes traveling up and down the man who was hanging upside down by his feet.

The man struggled, trying to squirm out of the bindings but there was no way out of his bindings. He was trapped, without a way to break himself free.

"You'll pay for this," the man remarked in a raspy voice.

"Trust me, I won't, but you will," the first woman commented as he felt the smashing sensation through his knee once again. "You're going to tell us everything or…."

His knee was healed and smashed once again with the hammer. There was a loud scream as the man hanging upside down felt pain that was unbearable.

"Well, I gave you a visual demonstration, didn't I?" the woman remarked as she tapped her fingers on the side of the man's head. "So you're going to tell me everything or…or else you're really going to get it."

A look of smugness crossed over her face although the man could not say anything.

"Why did you put Harry Potter's name in the Goblet of Fire?" she asked.

"I don't know what you're…AHHH"

He felt something white hot shoved down his pants. It felt like a fireplace poker being delivered to his crotch and it burned like hell.

"I'm not going to ask you a third time," the second woman stated, mildly healing the damage, mostly so she could perform the same act again later. "So for the last time, why did you put Harry Potter's name in the Goblet of Fire?"

The man did not beg but he commented in a condescending voice. "I did it for the Dark Lord. I am his most loyal follower."

This statement did not go over well with his captor as his fingers were broken one at a time, slowly and painfully. Then the damage was healed and one of the people broke his fingers once again, slowly pulling them back to snap the bones.

"The thing is you're not, you never where. You're only a sniveling coward with delusion's of grandeur, who whined for Mummy to protect you in the courtroom and now you….you claim to be the Dark Lord's most loyal, disgraceful," one of the woman remarked as the man hanging upside down from his ankles suffered through humiliation and injury beyond measure.

"What are you doing to me?" the man asked, trying to beg off the attacks.

"I'm teaching you the meaning of respect and pain," the woman remarked as there was something akin to insanity that flared through her eyes. "There is a new master in this world and unfortunately, you don't have a place in his new world. The Dark Lord is a shade, hanging onto life. He runs from Death like a little girl."

"The Dark Lord will rise again," the man remarked as he swung back and forth as he felt pain rack through his body.

"You will tell me the plan or I will make every last second of your life an agonizing misery which will leave you begging for death before I've truly gotten started," the woman stated. "As far as Dumbledore knows, you're in a staff meeting with him and the rest of the school. So Auntie Bella has all the time in the world to play with you."

The man was about ready to come undone.

"My father…."

"Yes, I know he's come to Hogwarts, but he'll be taken care of, before anyone finds out he's here," the second girl commented with a smile.

"Where is the Dark Lord?"

He's at his ancestral home, with Snape, Snape, Severus Snape," the man stammered. He didn't like Snape but he had to do what the Dark Lord said. And he was promised that he would be honored above all others once the Dark Lord took his proper place.

"How does he intend to return?"

"He plans to use a ritual, a potion, and he needs Harry Potter for it, he wishes for him to be delivered in the final task of the Tournament," the man remarked.

"Always with a flair for the dramatic."

"The Dark Lord will return, summon all of his followers, and will murder Potter, using him as an example of what happens to those who defy him," the man remarked, unable to keep himself from spilling these secrets off of his tongue.

"That's what he intends to do, does he?"

There was a small chuckle.

"The Dark Lord, fool that he is, will find his followers are dwindling to nothing. He will have few if any left by the time the third task happens," the woman commented.

"You are one them," he said in an astonished voice.

"I was one of the Dark Lord's, now I kneel before a new master," she remarked to him. "How does the Dark Lord intend for Harry Potter to be brought before him?"

"A Portkey….the Triwizard Cup was going to be one anyway….it was going to transport the winner out of the maze to the front of the crowd, signifying the task is over," he stammered. "I'm going to switch cups, I was given authorization to make Portkeys as a teacher at the school."

He paused.

"You will pay, traitor."

"I have betrayed nothing, rather my eyes have been opened," she said in a savage voice. "I should kill you now."

The other woman shook her head. "No don't kill him, think of the potential he can be used for. If we kill him, Riddle will know that we're onto him. If we make a few modifications to his memory, he won't suspect a thing. He'll believe that he killed the elder Crouch as well."

There was no way of blocking what happened next. A Trojan horse was slipped in the mind of the man hanging from the ceiling, how to act in a certain instant, when the time was right.

'The plan is going ahead on schedule,' Astoria thought.

'Yes, my Lord, Junior doesn't suspect that we've had our fun, although I've modified his memory slightly,' Bellatrix remarked to them through the mental link.

'Excellent,' Harry told them briskly.

There were a few loose ends to tie up but Fudge's popularity was plummeting to the ground. All that was needed was one more nudge with a vote of no-confidence. Meanwhile the Daily Prophet was running regular articles about the reforms Amelia Bones made to strengthen the Auror Department and the challenges she faced under an administration who cared more about lining their pockets with gold then serving the interests of the people, with documented proof about how money was pulled from the Department and into Fudge holding dinner parties for his high society pureblood friends like the recently departed, but disgraced, Lucius Malfoy.

Although Rita was able to spin things around with a certain special touch of her own.

Harry smiled as he thought over the past few days since the second to last task in the Triwizard Tournament. The emerald eyed wizard looked up and thought about three of his newest wives. Given that he saved them, he had an entire coven of Veelas that would be willing to do anything for him and Harry thought that anything could be a lot, especially with females who had an imagination like they did.

Fleur expressed her continued gratitude as she introduced Harry to several of the brightest and quite frankly most attractive females in all of Beauxbatons, so he had some fun there.

Speaking of Fleur, she came from around the corner and threw her arms around him into a tight hug.

"Harry, I've missed you!" Fleur stated as she leaned towards him and captured his lips with a searing kiss.

Harry returned the kiss with equal passion as the two wrapped their arms around each other, their tongues danced with a supreme passion that could not be met by any means. He backed Fleur up a few steps and pressed her against a tree.

His tongue invaded her mouth as it clashed against her's in an expression of their shared desire and as Harry reached his hands underneath her robes, as she squealed heatedly into his mouth. The blonde continued the extended greeting, giving lustful sighs as Harry worked his hands over her legs, back, ass, and breasts, causing small jolts to run through her body teasing her with the pleasure.

Fleur felt soaked to the brim as her husband released the kiss and they made to sit down on the ground.

The blonde Veela placed her head on Harry's lap, pleased at some one on one attention from him, even if it was only for a couple of moments.

"So, the second task is out of the way," Harry told her.

"Yes, but the real event was the afterparty when you claimed your spoils of victory," she commented with a saucy grin as she looked up into his eyes. She slid her robes off, to reveal a tight white top that stretched around her ample breasts, along with a black skirt that showed an immense amount of her dazzling legs, and tightened snugly around her luscious and shapely rear. She wore sheer white stockings around her legs.

"Yep, that was better than winning ten tasks," Harry remarked and Fleur rested on his legs.

"Hogwarts….well it's not without it's perks after all," Fleur remarked as she smiled up at him, the blonde resting her head on him.

"So, tell me about your family?" Harry asked.

Fleur smiled. "Well you already got acquainted with Gabi and my mother very well."

"Very well," Harry agreed as she sat up and then she spun around, to face him, looking at his eyes with searing passion.

'I think we all did,' Faora thought, the sexual energy the four of them generated poured through into the bond link was amazing and she pleasured herself in the aftermath just thinking about what happened.

"My father….he was a diplomat,' Fleur remarked to him and she took a few seconds to sigh. Harry reached forward and grabbed her hands. Their hands met each other, tightly squeezing the other as the two stared into each others eyes. "He died when I was thirteen."

"Sorry," Harry told her and Fleur shook her head, sending her silvery blonde hair flying.

"He had many business interests as well, he was a man who invested," Fleur remarked but now she thought that this was the proper time to bring this point up to Harry. "It deferred to mother and then passed onto me when I turned seventeen. Thanks to our laws, it would be under the dominion of my husband should I find a mate."

Fleur's dazzling smile turned towards Harry, as they sat across from each other. The French Veela bent down, showing a tiny bit of cleavage as the white material strained against her breasts which looked about ready to give way. It seemed to be one sudden moment away from bursting and Harry was looking forward to seeing if that happened.

"And you most certainly did," Fleur remarked as she gave a dazzling smile. "I trust that the French branch of Gringotts will be getting in touch with you in a number of days."

"Sersi will take care of it," Harry remarked. In fact, if he recalled correctly, she was a few months away from graduating to his full time account manager.

"Ah, you have an ally in the Goblin nation and the princess as well….well you do shoot for the most exquisite,' Fleur remarked as she slid onto him and straddled his lap. Her breasts pressed against his chest as Harry cupped his hands on her tight rear.

"I wouldn't do anything less," Harry commented with a smile as he ran his hand through her hair. "I did choose you."

"And I commend you on your choice," Fleur offered to him with a bright smile across her face.

"I'm sure you would," Harry offered as he reached his hands underneath her shirt and she sighed into a deep kiss, that got deeper as more of his tongue probed the inside of her mouth. His hands trailed through her blonde locks and she closed her eyes tightly.

Fleur reached down and started to unbuckle his belt and the games were about ready to begin for the both of them.

"One more year, and I can get out of here," Daphne remarked to Harry as she walked with him after her Potions lesson one day. "I guess you inspired me."

"Always happy to help," Harry commented to the blond before him as Daphne smiled back at him.

"I'll hit the books hard this summer, get my NEWTs before the Christmas holidays, and I should be out of here, unless I get thrown into any magical tournaments against my will," Daphne remarked to him.

'Now, there's no need to jinx yourself,' Narcissa commented in amusement through the bond link.

'I somehow think that the Triwizard won't be returning next year after the fiasco with the Goblet,' Andromeda remarked to them.

'Well, it should be obvious to anyone with brain cells in the double digits why this entire tournament was a failure,' Astoria remarked but then she paused. 'I'm giving people in this world too much credit.'

'That disqualifies essentially the ninety five percent of the Ministry of Magic,' Harry remarked in a dry tone of voice.

'Yes, and most of the people in this world outside of it, well I think that you got most of the cream of the crop,' Faora remarked to them all through the link.

'I'm not sure if being considered amongst the most intelligent is a good thing or not compared to some of the brain surgeons that we've met,' Rose thought to them.

'Well it truthfully depends on your perspective,' Harry remarked but sure enough, being considered to be amongst the most intelligent in Wizarding Britain was not really anything that he was going to be writing home about anytime soon. 'But….we're closer to the edge now, aren't we?'

'The edge or the end?' Amanda asked.

'In two months, it will be the final task,' Harry remarked.

'Not many people will do something where they're willingly walking into a trap," Emily remarked.

Amanda piped in through the bond. 'Well to be fair, Harry's not the one walking into the trap, he's baiting one.'

'And using myself,' Harry commented with a smile. Some people might call his gambit insane, others stupid, but Harry thought that there was a supreme amount of logic to what he was doing and what he needed to get done. 'It's going to work out in the end.'

Harry smiled, in a matter of weeks, Voldemort would be nothing but a mere memory. He turned to Daphne.

'I'm pretty sure that I can handle all of these interests on my own,' Daphne commented to Harry but there was a few seconds of uncertainty that flickered through her eyes so Harry pulled her in close to him and looked in her eyes. His green eyes fixed upon her face and he commented.

"My duplicate will still be in the country while I lay low and get things set up for the rest of my plans, so I'm sure he'll be keeping an eye on you and meeting up with you fairly regularly," Harry remarked to Daphne.

Daphne smiled, even though the prime version of Harry Potter was leaving, there was going to be another one that was going to still be hanging around the country. Until the Ministry was completely rearranged, Harry wanted to maintain the illusion that he was still somewhat sticking around so they didn't do something stupid in their attempts to bring him home.

Harry shuddered at the type of stupidity the Ministry was capable of but it was unfortunately the truth. He sat down with Daphne and pulled out the print out report.

"See those two businesses, right there?" Harry asked her and Daphne smiled.

"Yes, I see them," Daphne told Harry.

"Junk those two, they're going to be money pits within the next three years, liquidate your investments, get out, and go with these three, they might seem small time now but they're going to be big time later," Harry remarked to Daphne and he saw two people walking up. "I'll be with you two gentlemen in a second."

"How did he know?"

Daphne smiled, she knew that Harry had sound advice. Most of his liquid assets were tied up in investing in companies but he made not to invest in any losers. He paid close attention to trends, like Broomstick companies rising high in the year or so prior to the Quidditch World Cup and then crashing the year after.

Harry rose to his feet and turned around to face the Weasley Twins, an admittedly much less appeasing sight, than Daphne Greengrass.

"Harry, you did want to meet us, didn't you?" one of the twins said.

Harry was pretty sure that it was George, but after four years, he'd still not picked up which was which. Hell, he was not even sure the twins knew at this point but he shook his head to clear these thoughts.

He might bother to learn their names if they were really hot girls but since they were not, he was not going to even bother.

"Yes, gentlemen," Harry remarked to them.

"Were you expecting someone else?" one of the twins asked.

"That's the second time you used that term," the second twin remarked.

"I've heard from Ginny that your family has fallen on some tough times….tougher times," Harry remarked and the twins nodded.

"Yeah, it's a rough patch," Twin A stated.

"But it's not anything that we can't get through," Twin B remarked to him.

"And you two got swindled out of winnings by that has-been Quidditch Player and current Ministry stooge, Ludovic Bagman," Harry remarked to them and the twins blinked in surprise. "I hope that taught you a valuable lesson and that's never gamble against anyone from the Ministry."

The twins nodded but Harry was not done.

"Ginny told me about the joke shop," Harry remarked as he watched the twins. "I'm willing to invest in the company."

The twins watched Harry, they figured that there would be a catch.

"Providing you stay long enough to complete your NEWT level exams," Harry told them. "You can spend the next two months cramming for them hard. You do know a lot of magic, it's just you use it in a way that might not seem conventional for the Ministry of Magic."

"Well, that's praise if there ever is one," one of the twins stated.

"Yes, it is," the second twin commented.

"And if I ever need to call upon you for research, I will be able to count on you two gentlemen to develop something low-tech for me," Harry remarked.

"If it was magical, wouldn't the term be no-tech?" one of the twins wondered.

"Well whatever it is, I want to know if I can count on you," Harry remarked to them and the twins nodded looking like overgrown bobbleheads as they showed that they understood. "I had the papers drawn up by Gringotts, I'd suggest you go over the contract at your leisure and get back to me before I leave."

"When's that?" one of the twins asked.

"The night after the third task," Harry remarked to them.

'And it will be one that you won't want to miss,' Ginny added with a smile and Harry was not going to even bother to ask.

"Well, that gives us what, a good six or seven weeks to get our shit together and find out if this deal works for us," one of the twins commented as he flipped through the paper.

"Why do I think we're signing a deal with the devil?" the second twin remarked but Harry's smile was calm.

"Just get back to me when you're ready and it's been an honor, lads," Harry told them as he turned around.

He had a class to cover for Lucretia, who was getting back from her Chemistry mastery next week if he was not mistaken.

'They'll be useful tools,' Faora remarked.

'Yes, they know where their bread is buttered,' Ginny agreed, knowing if her brothers got out of line, she could deal with them. 'Percy might lose his job….Crouch was found dead and there's an inquiry about that.'

'And he was teleported in the middle of Fudge's office right as he was sitting down to have tea as well, so whoever did it, they have some real balls,' Amanda commented.

'Why thank you,' Bellatrix remarked as she took a mocking bow. She hoped that Fudge lost his fudge because of that.

'Okay….somehow I'm not surprised,' Jaime remarked, Bellatrix was a bit deranged in her world. A good lay sure but a bit deranged.

Harry was able to put that insanity on a leash.

Harry stood outside the main building at Cambridge, enjoying the breeze as he looked out at the sky.

"Enjoying the sights," Harry remarked to himself as he saw someone walk up to him and he turned around, to come face to face with Lindsey. "And the sights just got better."

"Ever the charmer, aren't you?" Lindsey asked but she met Harry's lips with a kiss.

Lindsey smiled, she had no idea what to make of Harry half of the time but he succeeded in fulfilling her needs every single time. The two of them walked off to have lunch hand in hand.

"So, what are your plans after university?" Lindsey asked to Harry and the two of them stopped as they waited to cross the street.

"I want to run my own business, I think that there's a lot of potential in changing the world," Harry remarked as he face the hot brunette co-ed.

Lindsey raised an eyebrow and she spoke slowly and fairly clearly to Harry, her eyes locked onto his. "So by changing the world, do you mean changing the world or do you mean…."

"I mean exactly what you think I might mean," Harry commented as he walked down the street with his latest girlfriend. Although there had been more of a few females in that school that had some fun with Harry in exchange for tutoring, not to mention the fact that he'd gotten up to someone pretty interesting things with the more attractive female members of the faculty.

"Well….best of luck to you, people have been trying to change the world for years," Lindsey commented but she paused. "Your mother wouldn't happen to be Lily Evans, would she?"

"Why?" Harry asked.

"My grandparents knew her parents….well technically your grandparents, if that's who your mother is, they were part of some….high society group, I don't know, it's one of those things that are kind of hush-hush," Lindsey informed him and Harry smiled. "So your mother…."

"My mother may be coming out of a very long coma soon," Harry remarked to her and Lindsey smiled as she threw her arms around him and kissed him firmly on the lips.

She was happy for Harry, she got a sense that he lived a very private life for a reason and having lost his father and his mother at a very young age went a long way to explain why in her mind.

"But will she ever be the same?" Lindsey asked to him.

"She will be but the doctors performing the procedure have to time it exactly right so it doesn't go wrong, if it catches on, it could change the world," Harry remarked.

"There's that statement again," Lindsey remarked to Harry and his eyes flickered towards her in amusement.

"Well we got to keep reaching for the stars," Harry told her and Lindsey agreed with a slight nod as he wrapped his arm around her waist.

"HARRY!"

Harry turned around and saw a very familiar face staring back at him.

'Okay, this is weird, I'm talking to original you in the mental link and now I'm seeing duplicate,' Hermione remarked to him mentally.

'It's magic,' Harry told her dryly.

'That must be confusing having two of yourself running around in there,' Hermione remarked but Harry smiled.

"Lindsey, this is Hermione Granger, she's a friend of mine from the boarding school that I went to," Harry remarked and Lindsey smiled.

"You're the daughter of Charlotte Edwards….well I guess Granger….well technically Edwards again….and here I go rambling again," Lindsey remarked with an attempt to add humor into the situation.

"You know my mother?" Hermione inquired.

"Yes, my parents and I go to her practice," Lindsey remarked as she stepped towards Hermione. "It's rotten what your father did to her."

"Well he's paying for it now," Hermione commented with a certain type of vindictiveness swimming in her eyes.

"It's a small world isn't it?" Harry asked.

'And no Hermione, I can tune any dupes out at will, although we share information every twenty four hours to get put back up to speed and if anything relevant happens that we think we should know now, we can do an info push,' Harry told her.

"So, the three of us can get together," Lindsey remarked but she paused. "For lunch that is."

Hermione and Harry exchanged a knowing smile, lunch would be great, but it was dessert that the two of them were looking forward to.

"I've taken it upon to myself to call a house meeting."

Astoria turned to several Slytherin females, among them was her sister, Tracey, and Pansy. Pansy had a collar on her that said "slave" and was on her knees for the meeting. There were a few more Slytherin girls, many of them daughters of Death Eaters.

Astoria turned her gaze to make sure the dormitory doors were secure and could hear the thumping from the dormitories. The thumping continued as she continued to listen and she paused before a smile filled her face.

"It's unfortunate that the male members of our house could not make today's meeting but they would not meet the criteria," Astoria remarked as she stood up. "As you all know, over the past couple of years certain cancers that caused the reputation of this house to fall through the ground were cut out."

The blonde ran her eyes over the faces of the girls.

"First was Blaise Zabini and the tragic accident that he suffered two years ago," Astoria remarked as she was silent to allow them to let everything sink into place. The blonde placed her hands on her hips. "Then there was Snape and thank Morgana that rabies infected pile of bat droppings is out of this school. The dungeons smell a lot better without his grease stench."

Astoria smiled.

"Snape being driven from the safety of Hogwarts is only the beginning of him answering for his crimes and his crimes include disrupting our lord and master, Harry James Potter, the savior of all witches from inadequate sex," Astoria remarked as she made sure that they soaked in every word she said. "Then Theodore Nott was taken out during the Quidditch World Cup."

There were many nods given her way.

"Then many of the less desirable alumni from our house dropped dead, one after another," Astoria remarked but then she smiled. "And then a Christmas miracle happened. The males of the Malfoy family went up in a blaze of glory."

Astoria's grin got wide. She stood there dressed in a robe made of dark purple silk with an emerald green corset hugging her middle, and lifting up her rather perky C-cup breasts.

"Slytherin House will return to it's former glory, what it should have been, before some snake faced half-blood with Daddy issues and his butt munchers drove our entire house's reputation into the ground," Astoria commented as she slapped her hand onto her palm and the blonde's grin got wider. "We are cunning and manipulative. We aren't some two dimensional cartoon characters."

There was nodding and there were a few cheers.

"And we can thank our savior for that, the one man who we should all get down on our knees and praise," Astoria remarked as Daphne looked around.

"On your knees, all of your bitches on your knees!" Daphne yelled, and the combined female population of Slytherin house dropped to their knees.

The male members of Slytherin House….well they were having some quality time with Millicent Bulstrode so they could learn the true meaning of respect. Another thump echoed from inside the dorms.

"Let me welcome back our Head of House, the lovely Professor Lucretia Black-Potter!" Astoria said and there were cheers as Lucretia stepped beside them and faced her house. "You may rise."

Lucretia smiled as she stepped into the room and there was a few seconds where there was a hearty round of applause.

"It's excellent to see Slytherin finally restored to its noble luster but there are two more elements that need to be taken care of before we can completely be all that we can be," Lucretia told them as she smiled.

Pretty much every female in the school was in on secret that Dumbledore had no idea about.

"And we have a special guest joining us, please welcome, Lord Harry Potter," Lucretia remarked.

The Slytherin girls dropped to their knees and Harry stepped inside. He stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Lucretia as he gave her a kiss. Kara showed up as well.

"Actually, I'd like to welcome our Head Boy and Head Girl," Lucretia remarked and Kara smiled at them as her and Harry waved to the Slytherins.

Harry waited for the applause to fade as he smiled, and the smile would never fade as he kept his gaze locked on them all.

"A thousand years ago, this school was founded on certain principles but we've lost our way and this world has become stagnated, despite the fact of how progressive it was for its time," Harry remarked and Kara chimed in.

"We're going to take back what is ours," Kara remarked.

Anyone who could read between the lines of the Daily Prophet realized that, more of the cancer was disappearing from the Ministry. Fudge was being isolated with very few allies and all they needed was one last nudge.

"And I thank all of you, for pledging your loyalty to me and all of you that kneel before me," Harry commented with a smile towards them.

"The pleasure is ours, my Lord," Astoria commented as she, Daphne, and Tracey got on their knees.

"You will all get your chance to be in the favor of my husband," Kara remarked as she turned around. "But you all understand that he is the reason why Slytherin House has been getting an upswing in respect from the rest of the school."

"Yes, Lady Potter!" the Slytherins commented with smiles across their faces.

"And now, I'm going to reap the benefits of this arrangement," Harry remarked with a smile and Lucretia nodded.

"As your Head of House, I insist that you give our Head Boy and Head Girl the respect that they deserve," Lucretia commented as she placed her arm around Harry's waist, as Astoria removed his robe and Daphne did the same for Kara's. "And as your Head of House, I shall lead by example."

Three days before the final task of the Triwizard Tournament and Harry sat out underneath the stars. The sounds of nature surrounded them and two of his wives were on either side of him, with a third doing her job in making sure that no one tried anything funny against him.

Nym sat with her head in his lap, Diana's head was draped on Harry's shoulder, with his arm wrapped around her waist. Kara did likewise, as Harry wrapped an arm around her waist. The bevvy of beautiful women surrounded him as it should be.

"The final task, in three nights," Harry told them and they nodded.

"And you're ready," Kara remarked to him.

"And there will be nothing that will be keeping me here, at all," Harry informed Kara and the blonde's smile crossed over her face, for that she was glad.

"It's been a long time coming, years," Diana remarked as Harry held her into him.

'Soon, the end will be here for them,' Faora thought in a cryptic tone of voice.

'And in two days, my mother will wake up,' Harry commented, as he could hardly wait.

The celebration in the aftermath of the Triwizard final would be explosive, Harry knew that much.

'Dumbledore actually taught me some useful things, when you wade through all of the fluff, although his lessons on Voldemort….I could have done without,' Harry thought to them.

'While there is something to be said about knowing your enemy, I think that he took it in an entirely wrong direction. Hell you would almost thing he had a crush on Riddle, it was that creepily obsessive,' Andromeda commented to him.

'But, that doesn't matter now,' Astoria remarked to Harry and the blonde smiled, through the bond link.

'We'll know in the end what this comes out to,' Harry thought to them in a cryptic manner.

Vega and Fleur showed up and Harry smiled. He knew that it was BS that this entire tournament was all for showing inter-school unity, sure Dumbledore believed it and he tried to promote it but he was about the only one who thought that it was nothing other than a line from the British Magical Government to save their own doomed reputation.

"Evening ladies," Harry told them.

"Hi, Harry," Vega remarked as she leaned forward and captured Harry's lips into a kiss and he wrapped an arm tightly around her, deepening the kiss and the dark haired girl curled her tongue into his mouth with hungry passion.

They broke the kiss and Nym pouted.

"No kiss for your favorite cousin," Nym told Vega.

Vega raised an eyebrow and could not resist firing back. "Well, Lucretia isn't here."

Nym placed her hands on her face and threw her head back with a long sigh as Diana, Kara, and Harry chuckled in amusement. Harry was distracted by Fleur grabbing him around the waist and shoving her tongue down his throat, with Nym just barely escaping being crushed in between Harry and Fleur.

Not that, that would be a bad way to go.

She rammed her tongue into his mouth and Harry returned the favor, pulling her into a hug, wrapping his arms tightly around her body. The French Veela ground herself up and down against him.

"Figure we'd all get together and hang out before the final task," Diana remarked with a smile to them. "Given that no matter who wins, the after party between the four of us is going to be the real attraction."

Harry's smile grew entirely knowing, that much was for sure. His green eyes flooded with desire.

'And everyone will be invited, although it's the four champions for about an hour in the real world,' Harry informed the group.

'And about how long is that in Harry time?' Amanda piped in through the bond link.

Harry just smiled, he did not say much of anything but the grin on his face was one that would not fall off any time soon. His green eyes focused on the entire group.

'So who's winning the tournament?' Ginny asked.

'We don't know until that's over, Ginny,' Hermione stated through the bond link. 'Mum and I are coming to watch you by the way.'

'Good, it will be good to see Charlotte again,' Harry remarked.

'Well if you wish to get technical, you're seeing to me every day,' Charlotte commented to them through the link and there was a lot of amusing. 'Every time between classes, and you surprise me at the office.'

'And naturally I already know that,' Harry told them.

'Fudge is going to judge the task,' Amelia remarked to them through the link. 'Percy Weasley was told to take time off, which is the politically correct way of saying that he's going to be quietly let go.'

'I wonder if the Twins need a guinea pig for their inventions,' Ginny remarked through the link with a grin that crossed her face. She was currently working on her homework but she felt she could spare a few moments.

'So, who is winning the tournament?' Donna wondered as she shifted a little bit.

'Are you coming to watch me, this time, Donna?' Diana asked.

'Tried to sneak off the island but mother caught me,' Donna remarked in a sheepish tone of voice. 'She would have allowed me to come if I would have asked but now I'm being punished to teach me a lesson.'

'Harry doesn't need to mark you again, does he?' Faora asked.

'I'll see everything through Harry's eyes, shame I won't be able to attend the after party,' Donna remarked in a despondent voice.

'As for who wins the tournament…..well let's put it this way,' Vega remarked in a thoughtful voice. 'Ludo Bagman will lose big time.'

Those cryptic words were more than enough to get people thinking.

"Bagman won't get out of this tournament alive," Sersi remarked as she smiled and to see a goblin smile might be one of the most unsettling things in the world. Harry was talking to her that night on the communication mirror.

"Goblins will be waiting to nab him after the tournament is over," Harry remarked.

"Unless you win of course, then the debts are forgiven," Sersi commented to him but she placed her hands on the desk and filed through the papers. "A goblin agreement, it's extremely specific. Let's say you and one of the champions tie….well there are two winners and we interpret any bet as one winning out right."

'Bagman is so fucked, did I mention that he's fucked?' Bellatrix thought to him.

'Yes, you have, yes you have,' Narcissa remarked as she smiled. 'Fudge won't know that the hammer is coming down on his head either. He believes when he says everything's okay that it's really okay.'

'Poor deluded fool,' Andromeda remarked.

"Well, I'm sure the entire world will be looking to the Tournament, Bagman especially," Harry remarked as his smile grew wider. He had a pretty good idea what was going to happen and he looked forward to it. His green eyes danced with so much malevolence.

"So, Bagman's gotten on your bad side as well," Sersi remarked.

"He's a Ministry drone and not a very good one either, he can't even lie," Harry told the goblin princess who nodded and smiled.

"Yes….well I'll be looking forward to seeing how you perform in the tournament," Sersi told Harry as her anticipation heightened. The goblin princess kept her eyes locked onto Harry's and there was a few seconds where she paused as if collecting her thoughts. "Good luck….even though it won't end well for the goblin nation if you're the sole winner."

"I'll do my best," Harry remarked but he had a meeting with Dumbledore to attend. "I'll talk to you later Sersi and we are getting together at the end of the summer to celebrate you being moved to full time account manager."

"Sounds like I'll be getting quite the perk," the goblin remarked to him as she turned her head around. "Until next time, may your investments run fluid."

Harry's smile continued to widen as he made his way over towards Dumbledore's office and he stood in front of it. The gargoyle on the office remained stationary so Harry could give it the password.

He spoke slowly and clearly. "Cockroach cluster."

The gargoyle sprung open and Harry slipped into the office as he faced Dumbledore. The emerald eyed wizard stepped up towards the desk and stared up at Dumbledore.

"Harry, welcome….for what I think might be our final meeting together," Dumbledore told Harry and Harry smiled.

"Hello, Professor, I guess we'll both be leaving after the third task,' Harry commented to Dumbledore and there was a few seconds where the Headmaster surveyed him over his desk.

"Yes….well while my life is going into its final years, yours is just rising, I do hope that you give consideration of sticking around for a little while longer, Harry," Dumbledore told Harry and Harry's eyes locked onto the Headmaster. "I think that you would make an admirable Headmaster of Hogwarts."

Harry took a few seconds to look at him.

'He's joking,' Harry remarked.

'Actually I think he's being serious,' Andromeda remarked to him.

"Well, that's an interesting theory," Harry said in a dry manner, wondering if Dumbledore should have gotten his head scanned for some kind of dementia and this was not for the first time he wondered that. "I'm intrigued that you think so highly of me."

Dumbledore surveyed Harry, he had been surprised by Harry when he arrived here, but he saw the potential in him and he was proud of his accomplishments. He would be the next person to lead the side of purity against the forces of darkness. Dumbledore saw a little bit of himself when he was younger in Harry Potter, before all of the turmoil and tragedy that caused him to become married to his work and his many positions in the world.

"I think the world of you Harry," Dumbledore commented.

'And why do I get the impression that he's hitting on you?' Faora asked.

'Yes….thanks for putting one of the most unholy images ever in my head,' Ginny commented with a shudder.

"But while your time is only beginning, it is coming around to be my time to move on," Dumbledore remarked in a crisp tone. There was a few moments where the wizened wizard looked fairly reflective and Harry could see that he looked every one of his years and then some. Dumbledore's expression focused on Harry's as there was a few seconds where both stared down at each other.

Dumbledore pondered the past few years over in his mind, he had been hanging on ever since the war with Voldemort but now it was time to hand the keys of the world to a younger generation. He did not want to be judged as one of those people who hung on too long, past the point where people forgot how useful they were in the past. The Headmaster's eyes flowed a little bit as he recalled many parts of his life with clarity.

"I'm looking forward to a nice and well earned retirement," Dumbledore remarked. "I already have a beach house picked out, sun and fresh air. I do hope that people will get the hint that you are the person who they should turn to for help."

'Great, now every idiot in the world will be pelting you with owls asking you to solve their inane problems,' Amanda stated in a fuming tone of voice.

'Well there are charms to deflect that sort of thing,' Rose remarked to her niece in a pacifying voice.

"So, I hope that you've got much out of these memories regarding Lord Voldemort and you know what to do," Dumbledore remarked as he reached his hand forward. "Good luck in life and good luck in the final task."

Harry's hand met Dumbledore's as he resisted the urge to shake his head whilst shaking Dumbledore's hand. There was a sense that these were two powerful men and they both stared at each other, neither backing down from the other.

Dumbledore, for the first time in years, was at ease. Harry got all the tools that he needed to track down the Horcruxes and destroy them. Then Voldemort would be done.

Dumbledore was going to give his retirement speech the day after the Triwizard Tournament was over and he was going to bow quietly into the sunset.

Everything was going to work out nicely.

What could possibly go wrong?

"So, it's finally happening, she'll be awake in a few hours?"

Rose straddled Harry on the chair in her office, dressed in red bra and panties that clung to her hot body. Her red hair seductively framed her face and her green eyes were staring into Harry's. He sat underneath her, wearing nothing but a pair of boxing shorts and she ran her hands down her nephew's muscles, looking him over appraisingly with a smile on her face.

"Yes, everything is on schedule," Harry informed Rose as she cupped his face and ran her hands all over his body. The redhead felt up all of his body, all of the amazing muscles upon muscles and she planted her lips onto his with a kiss as she grinded himself onto them.

Rose thought that it was a long time coming; she waited helplessly as she had been run off thanks to this world. She had to take care of Amanda and Emily and by that time, the wards were already set. Not to mention that she could not get out of Hogwarts until after the winter holidays, so she had to take her final set of examinations.

Now she was in the arms of her nephew, who skimmed his hands down her stomach and the redhead sighed lustfully, as he planted a series of tender kisses on the side of her neck.

"Just think, we'll all be together once again," Rose panted as Harry continued his efforts, working his figners around her nubile body and she felt the moisture pool around her thighs. Harry continued to work her up, teasing her until they could have their fun in a matter of moments.

"I'm sure Lily can't wait to catch up with you, with us," Harry remarked as he cupped his aunt's beautiful face and planted a series of kisses on her. He worked his hands all over her body and teased her for the eventual joining of them tonight.

"I know, she won't….she's a loving woman, as I'm sure you'll find out too soon," Rose remarked as she felt her limited clothing, the lacy red underwear that she was wearing, being removed from her body. She shivered as her bare top half of her body was pressed against the muscular chest of Harry.

"I've dreamed about what we could do and she is a pinnacle of womanhood, just like you, dear Rose," Harry commented as he skimmed his fingers down over her body. "My two beautiful flowers, I could not imagine many things far more beautiful."

Rose caught the words that Harry gave and smiled as he peppered her jaw line with a few more kisses, which caused tingles to come down her spine. Any second now, Lily would be awake but now, she had Harry and she was going to make the most of the alone time that she spent with her nephew, the night before the Triwizard Tournament.

She reached her hand down his pants and cupped him, as she looked towards him with adoring eyes.

"I feel special with you, you're amazing, I feel like I've waited for these moments to happen for a very long time," Rose commented as Harry cupped her ass and she felt around him as the two continued to kiss.

He was hard and she was wet so there was no need to do anything else but what came next.

Harry smiled as he pulled out of her, juices dripping from her but he heard it happening.

'Harry, I've got her,' Kara thought through the bond link. 'She woke up….she's a bit weary but she'll be fine.'

'Well she's been in a coma for about thirteen years,' Harry remarked but he prepared her for this.

'Good thing we remodeled the Shrieking Shack, I took her there,' Kara remarked.

Harry could not technically break the contract, even though he questioned the legitimacy of that contract. Andromeda agreed with him that it was a gray area but the tournament was almost over and Harry excelled at it, as he always did.

He moved through the halls from Rose's office, onto the Hogwarts grounds, and to the Whomping Willow before he made his way into the Shrieking Shack.

Lily was sitting in the chair, her eyes looked puffy and her skin looked pale and clammy. As Harry suspected, his mother was feeling the aftershock of being brought out of a thirteen year coma. Her nerves must have been on fire as she assimilated to her surroundings.

"Harry," Lily remarked, annoyed that she could hardly move, otherwise she would be able to jump him right now and get their reunion started.

"Mum, don't try to move, you're still going to be sore, which means that the ritual worked," Harry commented to her and the redhead nodded her head.

"Yes, I know, but I'm here and I'm back," Lily commented to Harry and he reached into his bag before handing her the potion.

"This should restore you to your full self within the next twelve hours," Harry remarked to her and Lily took it. Kara helped her drink the potion.

Lily took it down, feeling the sensations of her body. Harry retrieved some sandwiches and juice from the bag, after all it had been about thirteen years since his mother had something to eat, so she should eat something to bring her back to life.

"Yes, I should….I should be fine," Lily commented to Harry, the smile crossing her face, she could barely lose her good spirits. "So twelve hours….that will be after the final task."

Harry nodded in agreement. "Yes it will be."

Lily blinked and she nodded, there were some things that were more than worth the wait. All she had to do was have her body catch up to where her mind was.

"And our first date will be in a graveyard, because I've got an old school friend that I want to catch up with," Lily commented as a sadistic glint that flashed through her eyes.

Harry was glad that he was not on the bad side of his mother because he shuddered a tiny bit at these thoughts.

The day of the Third Task was upon the school. Harry stood in the waiting area as he paced back and forth as he ran over the plan in his head more one more time for the sake of being thorough. His eyes were calm.

'You're going to do this and you're going to succeed as you always do,' Faora remarked to him as she thought about all of the plans he had but this one might be the most ambitious.

'Yeah, we have faith in you,' Amanda remarked and there were numerous shouts.

'My little blemish is taken care of, as you promised,' Bellatrix remarked to Harry.

'Good, because there's just a feeling that Tom might be a sore loser and take everyone out with him on the way down, if he dies, that means pretty much everyone else is going to go down with the ship but I removed the dark mark and replaced it with my own mark,' Harry remarked.

'Oh, he placed it on your forearm?' Andromeda asked.

'No, it's in a place that I don't generally display to the public if you catch my drift,' Bellatrix commented dryly.

'Well you're in good company,' Donna remarked through the bond link.

Harry smiled as he heard the chatter through the bond link. Daphne's mark remained, although he was pretty sure that her status had been upgraded to primary wife status. Hermione was getting close to being upgraded to wife at the very least and Ginny willingly swore the slave oath to him.

"Hey, Harry!"

"Zatanna, I'm glad you can make it," Harry remarked as he rushed over towards her and threw his arms around her waist.

Zatanna was surprised by the sudden hug but never the less she was extremely pleased and she returned it, wrapping her arms around him tightly. The dark haired girl tightened her arms around Harry, sinking into his embrace and a smile crossed her face.

"I'm glad I'm here too, especially with you," Zatanna remarked to him as the two of them stepped away from each other.

"Mr. Zatara," Harry remarked as Kara and Diana stood next to Harry, with the twins, Astoria, and Daphne following closely behind. Fleur was preparing for the task on her own, as was Vega.

"So, this is it for you," Zatara remarked as he walked around. He saw Fudge walking by and he snorted, he was the fool that he remembered the Minister to be. Dumbledore was not that much better although he did have some sincerity in his actions and they weren't politically motivated some of the time.

"Yes, this is it for me," Harry commented and Zatara stared him down.

"You still have much to learn outside of the walls of Hogwarts," Zatara told him as he watched Harry. "It would be an honor if you would join my daughter for her tutoring. It would allow you to get a chance to know her before the marriage agreement is fulfilled."

"Yeah it would be, it'd be great if you could join me, and Kara and Diana too!" Zatanna remarked in a tone that indicated that she was going to lose her composure. Her father cast her a look that indicated that she should remained dignity and sheepishly she fell back into line.

"Yeah it would be, it'd be great if you could join me, and Kara and Diana too!" Zatanna remarked in a tone that indicated that she was going to lose her composure. Her father cast her a look that indicated that she should remained dignified and sheepishly she fell back into line.

Gabrielle might give up the slight look of innocence and she actually had a unique ability to switch between her younger form and her teenage form, an ability most Veelas didn't have. Harry remarked that might come in handy in luring people into a false sense of security but that time would come much later on.

Still that innocence was not something that was completely true and genuine.

"Glad you could make it and….I'll give it some consideration," Harry remarked as he walked with the two. "But it might not be until the autumn."

"That is when I intended to ask for you to start up," Zatara remarked to Harry as he was pleased that the young man was on a similar wavelength to what he was. It would make these things so much easier to say the least. "Well, best of luck to you."

Zatanna gave Harry a tight hug to wish him luck.

"Good luck," Zatanna remarked as she smiled and added as an afterthought, before she kissed him on the cheek and scurried off with a pleased smile on her face.

"Well, they just keep coming don't they?"

Harry spun around and saw Faora standing there. The woman stood there before him.

"Faora, I didn't think that you'd make it here," Harry told the woman who was waiting for him.

"I wouldn't miss this for the world," Faora commented, she knew what her brother's plan was and she eagerly anticipated how it panned out.

She would go over and sit with Kara, along with the rest of the cheering section for Harry, pretty much every single attractive female with a pulse.

"So, you are preparing yourself for the final step towards your destiny, Harry Potter," Luna remarked to him as he turned around.

Harry thought that he should be prepared for her by now but to be honest, nothing in the entire world could be prepared for Luna Lovegood.

'Congratulations, you've just been Lunaed,' Ginny thought to him through the link.

'That isn't even a word,' Hermione scoffed from the stands as she sat with her mother, along with the rest of Harry's cheering section.

'It is now,' Ginny commented in a smug and fairly superior voice.

"The end," Luna remarked as she paused. "Is here."

Harry raised an eyebrow.

"I do have one last thing to do before I depart or rather have done to me," Luna commented to Harry as she watched him. "It was part of our deal."

"Whose deal are you talking about?" Harry asked.

"You'll see," Luna commented as she pushed herself forward and threw her arms around Harry, as she forced her tongue down his throat. Harry should have suspected something like that. "Death stalks us all Harry Potter."

Luna turned around, as with most of the other females; she was going to cheer Harry Potter.

Diana, Vega, Fleur, and Harry walked towards the maze for the task. Harry caught the eye of Sersi and several other goblins. Bagman sat there fidgeting, the Durmstrang representative was surly, Dumbledore was his usual boisterous self, Maxime looked rather stoic, and Fudge looked pompous.

'It's time,' Harry thought as he made his way through the edge of the maze and used his X-Ray vision to scan everything inside the maze.

His friend took out the vast majority of the obstacles, as he suspected. The poor puppet did not realize that he was being duped.

"Welcome to the final task of the Triwizard Tournament!" Bagman yelled in his overblown and quite cartoonish tone of voice. Harry smiled as he waited for it. "Tied for first place, it's Diana and Harry Potter of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardy. In third place is Vega Black of Dumstrang Institute. In fourth place, is Fleur Delacour of Beauxbatons Academy!"

The fans in the stands cheered for Harry but given that most of the most vocal supporters were females in Harry's collective, Diana, Fleur, and Vega got their fair amount of respect and there were more than a few cheers that resounded. There was a few seconds where they were silent and the cheer echoed amongst the grounds.

"In thirty seconds, there will be a bang and the final task of this tournament will start," Bagman remarked to them.

Harry smiled as he looked over his shoulder. Diana stood at his shoulder as the two of them waited for it to drop.

'So….this maze is kind of anti-climatic when you think about it,' Diana commented to him. 'I mean, fighting a dragon, rescuing a hostage, and going through the maze.'

'To be fair, Hagrid was going to produce some interesting creatures for us to fight and….yeah there are some things that Junior didn't manage to negate,' Harry thought to himself as he double checked the traps around him.

Harry and Diana kept themselves shoulder to shoulder with each other as they prepared themselves and the bang echoed.

Both bolted into the maze and the path was wide open. Despite that fact, both kept their ears and their eyes opened as they edge their way deeper into the maze.

There was a three minute head start based on the points before Vega was released into the maze.

'Have you met anything yet?' Harry thought to Vega.

'No, nothing yet,' Vega thought as she closed her eyes. 'He really isn't going to try to put the daughter of Bellatrix Lestrange under the Imperius Curse, is he?'

'What's he trying to make you do?' Harry asked to her through the link.

'He wants me to take out Diana and Fleur, and leave your path to the cup clear,' Vega thought to herself as she felt the light headed feeling but obviously being put under the Imperius Curse himself for so long had knocked a few of Junior's screws loose. He had forgotten that first year of Durmstrang, their early lessons were how to resist being put under the Imperius Curse.

'So….Fleur….you do realize that no matter what you're getting a cut out of the prize winnings?' Harry asked her through the bond link and there was a few seconds where the Veela paused and she chimed in.

'Yes, among other perks,' Fleur commented.

'And those perks are far more valuable than any Galleons,' Faora inputted as she watched the spectacle or lack thereof from above.

'Take a dive for Vega, nothing too bad, Vega take a dive for Diana, and then Diana and I will grab the cup, after she fights you off,' Harry thought to the girls. 'And after I get back from my date in the Graveyard, we'll have the post-champion after party.'

'Gotcha,' Vega commented as she heard the buzzer go off and she faked being put under the Imperius Curse by the faux Mad-Eye.

Diana and Harry watched that plan unfold as they kept moving their way through the maze as they made their way faster and faster towards the cup.

'And that must be a Blast-Ended Skrewt fully grown, 'Diana thought to him.

'Diana, distract it, I have an idea,' Harry commented and the Princess nodded with a smile as she deflected its fire.

With acrobatic grace, she dodged the attacks of the Skrewt as it was trying to take her out. A few blasts of fire nearly nailed her but the Amazon Princess kept her head up straight and avoided being nailed even if it would not harm her.

Harry was nearly close to pinpointing a weakness and he closed his eyes as he summoned the full burst of his heat vision.

'Ah, I can't believe I'm about to feel sorry for one of these things,' Daphne commented dryly but sure enough, Harry impacted it in the fleshy underbelly causing it to scream out loud and flop around, it's legs kicking in every single direction. 'Well that wasn't fun at all.'

'But we've got it now,' Harry thought as he made his way through Diana.

There were a few more enchantments that Harry had to break but it was small potatoes stuff for him.

Vega appeared in front of Diana and her eyes were wide.

Diana blocked a spell that was sent at her with her bracelets and she followed that up by dodging another attack to slip behind Vega.

Her arms wrapped around Vega's neck in a sleeper hold. Vega was trying to get out of the hold but Diana dropped her after about thirty seconds. She slumped to the ground but caught their eye with a wink and a weak thumbs up that could only be seen by them.

Diana and Harry had their path cleared on the way to the cup after a little bit and they looked up towards it, it was shining brightly. The task was not that imposing and again, both of them felt like it was quite underwhelming.

'Kara, make sure you deliver Bagman to our goblin friends,' Harry remarked.

'Of course, and I'm sure Faora will want to back me up,' Kara commented to him through the bond link.

'Mum, you and Bella are ready at the graveyard, right?' Harry asked.

'Yes,' Lily remarked.

'Yes, we are,' Bellatrix commented with a smile crossing her face.

The end was coming as Diana and Harry reached onto the Triwizard Cup, at the same time, thus registering the tournament as a draw between the two of them.

They were ready to fight when their feet hit the ground.

It was time.