Chapter 8

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[December Twenty-First 1992: Monday]

"I've missed you, Harry," Fleur mumbled from Harry's neck as she breathed in his unique scent.

"We just saw each other yesterday," Harry laughed as he hugged his Veela back.

"You are my mate. Even one hour away from you is torture," Fleur mumbled again.

"Love you too, Flower," Harry whispered into her ear. He massaged her neck around the choker, making her almost purr.

"Harry, you've gone sappy on me," a voice was heard, making Harry and Fleur break apart. The voice belonged to their father, Jean Delacour.

"Okay, so it was a little sappy," Harry admitted. "But Fleur is worth being a little sappy."

"Way to make a girl feel loved," Fleur muttered. Harry smirked at her and smacked her on her bum making her squeak. Fleur tried to glare at the two laughing men but found it hard with the blush on her face.

"So what are we doing for Christmas break?" Harry asked his dad. They walked out of the entrance hall towards one of the Manor's sitting rooms.

"Haven't decided yet," Jean shrugged. "I thought we would just hang around the Manor for the break. Fleur tells me you want to build your own castle so I know you'll want to start that over the break."

"Yeah," Harry agreed. "I already have a rough sketch of what I want to do."

"What's this about wanting to build a castle?" a female voice asked. Harry turned his head to see his mother walking into the room in a pair of bikini bottoms sans top.

"I've decided to build a castle so when Fleur and I move out we have an amazing place to go to," Harry explained, not even bothered by her being topless. Jean on the other hand stared at his wife unashamedly.

"You know that a castle is going to take a large chuck of money don't you?" Apolline asked as she sat on Jean's lap.

Harry smirked one of his smirks that made Fleur shiver in delight.

"I know that look," Fleur said from his side. "It's your 'I'm about to amaze you with my awesomeness and make you feel stupid' look."

Harry laughed at her wording. "Weeeeell," Harry drew out, "I've done the math on what it would take to build the castle using goblins and humans. Mum's right, it is a lot. However I've found a solution." Harry looked smug at the end.

"Well don't just sit there," Fleur told him, she poked him in the side, "What is it?"

"House elves," Harry spoke.

"What about them?" Jean asked.

"Use house elves to build the castle with a Goblin directing them. I've done the math of buying the elves and I can cut the cost of building the castle by seventy-eight percent with my method," Harry finished with a super smug look on his face.

There was silence before Fleur pointed a finger at her parents. "I told you," she accused. "I told you he would find a way to make himself look awesome and us stupid."

"You're right, daughter of mine," Apolline laughed, doing interesting things to her chest. "I don't know why no one has thought about it."

"Because everyone underestimates house elves," Harry said matter-of-factly. "Even though most of the world treats them alright they don't see them as being useful for anything other than household chores."

"Point," Apolline admitted. Her face turned red as she felt two large hands cup her chest. "Jean! Not in front of the children."

"Well then," Jean said calmly. "We'll just have to move this somewhere else." He picked Apolline up and put her over his shoulder. He stood up and started walking out of the room. As he walked out of the room he called over his shoulder, "We'll see you for dinner."

Harry and Fleur laughed at his statement.

"Daddy is always so horny," Fleur said to her mate.

"I think it's more to do with the fact that Mum looks like a goddess," Harry said to her. "And she was asking for it the way she walked in topless. She does it on purpose because she knows that Dad is going to want her as soon as he sees her."

"True," Fleur said. She leaned over to whisper into his ear, "We have until dinner time to do whatever we want."

"I know just what to do," Harry said seriously. Fleur smirked which was wiped off of her face when he said, "There's this new book I want to read." Harry tried to keep a straight face but couldn't and burst out in laughter at the look on Fleur's face.

"Come on, love." Harry said as he stood up and offered his hand to her. "I'm going to wear you out."

Fleur jumped up, grabbed his hand and dragged him out of the sitting room towards the floo. After flooing to their house on the edge of the property, they didn't even make it to the bedroom.

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[December Twenty-Fifth 1992: Friday]

It was Christmas and the Delacours had already exchanged gifts that morning. It was close to midday when the floo flared and out came Daphne and her mother.

"Daph?" Harry questioned, "What are you doing here, love?"

"I was missing you," Daphne told him as she stood on her tip toes and kissed him lightly.

"More like she was bugging me to come to sign the betrothal contract," Astoria deadpanned. Daphne pinked but stuck her tongue out at her mother.

Harry blinked, "I have the contract in my study. Follow me." Mother and daughter followed Harry to a well sized room that held a very ornate wooden desk. Harry withdrew a stack of papers from an envelope and slid them over to Astoria.

Astoria accepted them and began to read the contract even though she knew Harry wouldn't screw her over. Everything seemed to be in order until she read the bride price, the price the male's family paid for the bride.

"Holy fuck, Harry!" Astoria blurted out loudly. Daphne looked in shock at her mother; she was always the quiet woman and never raised her voice.

"What?" Harry asked innocently.

"Don't what me! I know Daphne is one of the best girls in your generation but this bride price is too much," Astoria said hotly.

Daphne looked over her mother's shoulders to read the price and almost fainted. "F-f-five hundred thousand galleons? Harry, the standard price is only twenty thousand."

"So?" Harry shrugged. "You're worth it. That's how much I'm offering the twins father tomorrow as well. Well, five hundred for each."

Astoria rubbed her eye, "I know you can afford it but won't it put a serious dent in your financials?"

At that remark Harry cracked a smile, "Not really."

"And there's no changing your mind is there?" Astoria asked. Harry just stared at her. "I didn't think so," so with a flourish of her hand, she signed the betrothal contract between Harry and her daughter. The contract glowed blue before splitting into four. Two originals and two copies, one for each party.

"Thanks 'Toria," Harry smiled at Daphne's mum.

Astoria waved her hand, "I told Daphne when she was old enough to understand that even though she would have a betrothal contract she would be marrying for love and she will be. Now, I'm going to go find your parents. Have fun, Daphne," Astoria ended in a wink.

Daphne's face pinked at her mother's comment. "Where's Fleur?" Daphne asked when her mother left the room.

"Eager?" Harry asked with a smirk on his face which made her pink face turn dark red. "She's at the house." He stood up and held at his hand to Daphne, "Coming?" Daphne grabbed his hand and walked with him to the floo.

As soon as they exited the floo they were greeted with a shapely blonde missile.

"Hello, our little raven," Fleur whispered into Daphne's ear.

"Hey Fleur," Daphne whispered back. Fleur turned towards Harry with an eyebrow raised.

"Betrothal contract signed, she's our now," Harry smiled widely at that. Fleur squealed as she grabbed both Harry and Daphne's hands and started dragging them upstairs.

As they entered the bedroom, Fleur pushed Daphne gently onto the king sized bed.

Fleur got onto her left side while Harry on her right.

"We're going to make you feel so good, Daphne," Fleur whispered into Daphne's ear. "This is your first time and Harry and I are going to make sure you enjoy it."

"Wait, what about my mother?" Daphne said. She shuddered as Fleur massaged her chest.

Harry glanced to the side, turned on his contacts and asked, "How long has it been since your mother was with another man?"

Daphne looked confused, "She said not since she was pregnant with me."

"Well, my mother and father are having their way with her right now. Let Fleur and I do the same to you," Harry told her as he leaned down to capture her mouth in a heated kiss.

Begin Smut Scene

Daphne lost herself in the kiss she was receiving from Harry. It was tender, yet passionate at the same time. She gasped into his mouth when she felt Fleur attach her mouth to her sex.

When Daphne gasped, Harry took the opportunity to dart his tongue into her mouth. He gently caressed her tongue with his own.

Daphne couldn't help but shudder in orgasm from the way Harry was kissing her and Fleur's oral attack. She let out a whimper as Fleur didn't even let up on her assault and in fact increased her movement when she felt Daphne shudder.

Harry drew back and saw that Daphne had a glazed look. He chuckled knowing that Fleur's tongue was a powerful tool.

"She's so tasty," Fleur commented as she licked her lips. She saw some more juices that were running out of Daphne's red sex and caught them with a few flicks of her tongue.

"I want to taste her one last time before I take her," Harry commented. He shimmied down Daphne's body and gazed at her young sex that was swollen red with blood. He used his hands to spread her sex and smiled when he saw her hymen just inside her passage.

Daphne moaned as she felt her boyfriend shove his tongue into her sex. While Fleur was talented, Harry was in a class all his own. He knew just were to lick and suck. She opened her closed eyes as she felt the bed shift and saw that she was staring up at Fleur's shining cunt. Daphne could see she was already wet and she didn't waste any time as she shoved her own tongue into Fleur.

Harry looked up from his position between Daphne's thighs and saw the lovely sight of his Veela sitting on Daphne's face facing away from him. He went back to licking Daphne and felt her shudder again in orgasm as he gave a powerful suck to her clit.

Harry grabbed Daphne and dragged her down so that she was on the edge of the bed with her head in the middle. He stood up and walked around. He knelt down in front of Fleur and smirked. He slowly scooted forward until his member was resting against Fleur's entrance before he pushed in.

Daphne felt the bed shift again and when she opened her eyes her vision was now filled with Harry' huge member. She withdrew her tongue from Fleur and saw that Harry replaced it with his cock. She actually felt very aroused that Harry was fucking Fleur just inches away from her face. Her arousal hit new heights when his balls dragged across her face.

"Looks like our little raven likes having my balls on her face," Harry said, pistoning into Fleur. He moaned out as Daphne managed to catch one of his balls in her mouth. He couldn't take the extra simulation and was already very aroused so he shoved his cock all the way into Fleur.

Fleur gasped as Harry nudged her cervix. She loved being a Veela because everything to do with sex was amplified which was why she whimpered as she felt Harry's cum splash against her insides. The Veela whimpered harder when Harry withdrew from her.

Harry smirked as Fleur collapsed against him. He supported her to make sure that she didn't smother Daphne. Fleur stiffened in his arms while moaning out loudly. Harry looked down and chuckled. Daphne's mouth was attached to Fleur's open hole and Harry could see that Daphne was sucking his cum out of Fleur.

"Damn that's hot," Harry commented.

"Cumming so hard," Fleur cried out as she tightened her thighs around Daphne's head. Fleur's orgasm lasted for about half a minute before she sagged against Harry. He lifted her up and laid her down next to Daphne.

"Good?" Harry teased Daphne as he saw her lick a speck of white from her bottom lip. He rolled himself over so that he was on top her. "You ready, little raven?"

"Most definitely," Daphne smiled out. Her smiled turned nervous as Harry's impressive member came to rest at her opening.

"Don't worry, little raven," Harry said softly. "It's going to hurt but I know a healing charm that will help."

Daphne smiled in thanks. "I'm ready."

Harry grabbed himself and rubbed up and down her sex to get enough lubrication on himself. He pushed forward until he hit her barrier. Daphne nodded so he drew back before giving a solid shove forward. He immediately cast a healing charm through his hand, while not targeted like he could do with his wand, it did the trick.

Daphne's eyes widened at the first thrust of Harry into her virgin passage. Harry was fast with his healing charm so as soon as the pain began, it slowly faded away.

"Alright, the pain is gone," Daphne whispered out. Harry responded by drawing himself out until just the tip of his member was in before thrusting back in. He only got about half way in before he stopped.

"Holy fuck, Daph, you're tight as hell," Harry moaned out. "You're almost as tight as Fleur and she's a damn Veela."

"I'm sure I'm tight because I'm a virgin but it might have something do with you being so damn big," Daphne gritted her teeth. The general healing charm was still working but Harry was stretching her so much. She had never even had her fingers in herself so she had to stretch a lot to fit Harry.

"He does have a huge member does he not?" Fleur asked lazily from her spot next to Daphne. Fleur reached a lazily hand and laid it on Daphne's sex. She didn't even look down as she expertly fingered Daphne's clit.

"Hmmm," Daphne moaned out. Harry was finally fully buried in her sex and Fleur's fingers were so skilled.

"Yessss," Daphne hissed out as Fleur rolled over and latched her mouth to one of her nipples. "Harder, Harry."

Harry smirked as he picked up the pace of his thrusting. He loved the way Daphne's body shook as he slammed into her. The way her breasts bounced was such an amazing sight.

"Fuck, you feel so good inside of me," Daphne cried out.

"Cum for us, little raven," Fleur smiled from her spot between Daphne's small breasts. Fleur pinched Daphne's clit gently and that set Daphne off.

"Oh," Daphne cooed. Harry raised his eyebrow. He knew that she was going through a powerful orgasm yet she was just making cooing noises. It was kind of cute.

Harry tried to hold out as long as he could but the rippling of Daphne's core was too much for him after a minute and he came with a grunt. As he finished cumming inside Daphne, he quickly cast a contraceptive charm just to make sure, in case she hadn't already cast it.

The young wizard withdrew himself out of Daphne and had to smirk at the sight of his cum dribbling out of her.

"Fleur, why don't you return the favor and clean Daphne," Harry suggested. Fleur hummed in agreement as she shifted so that her mouth was over Daphne's sex.

"After Fleur's cleaned you we'll repeat," Harry said with a smirk and it only grew at Daphne's wide eyed look.

End Smut Scene

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[December Twenty-Sixth 1992: Friday]

The next morning a house elf popped into the master bedroom. The house elf shook his master's shoulder.

"What do you need?" Harry asked the house elf. It was a recent purchase that he made over the break.

"Your Miss Grangy and her parents are here, Master," the house elf told him before he popped out.

"How many of the little buggers do you have now?" Daphne asked from her position on his right.

"As of a couple of days ago, about seventy," Harry answered.

"That's a lot," Daphne deadpanned, most purebloods had no more than five.

"It's actually good business," Harry told her, "The money I save from using them to build my castle is actually going to pay for all of them. The farms are just getting started but are projected to make a nice profit."

"Come," Fleur said as she stood up. She donned a pair of shorts and one of Harry's shirts, Daphne stood up and copied her. Daphne walked gingerly, while that healing charm had made her first time very pleasurable, she was very sore.

Harry looked at his arm that held the runes, "I fucking love you, man." Fleur and Daphne laughed at his comment.

Harry got dressed and followed the girls to the floo. Three short flashes of green and the three were now at in the entrance hall at the Manor.

"Harry!" Hermione squealed out. She ran up and hugged him tightly.

"Hey Hermione," Harry greeted as he returned the hug.

"Daphne, Fleur," Hermione said in greeting. She let go of Harry and hugged both of them. It was when she hugged Daphne that she noticed something. "Is that Harry's shirt?"

Daphne's face turned pink, "Yes."

Hermione's face also turned pink, "I'm guessing you signed your betrothal contract?"

"Yesterday evening," Harry answered.

"A betrothal contract? They still do that?" Emma Granger asked.

"The purebloods do. Most in England do it for money or power but families like Daphne's do it for love," Harry explained.

"Why do the contract at all then?" Emma asked.

"It's just the way things are done. Plus, with a betrothal contract to Daphne, she won't get any advances from any purebloods that just want her for her body," Harry answered her.

"I can understand why Daphne is wearing your shirt," Dan spoke up, "But why is Fleur?"

Harry glanced at Fleur before turning back to the Granger male, "Because I'm betrothal to Fleur as well. I have been since a month before Hogwarts."

"Isn't she your sister?" Dan blinked.

"No," Harry shook his head. "The Delacours never adopted me, just gained custody. So Fleur isn't my sister by blood or law."

"Oh," Dan answered. There really wasn't a reason for the two not to be together.

"Well, congratulations on your betrothal," Emma spoke out, seeing that her husband was floundering.

"Thank you," Daphne said with a cute flush on her face.

"When are the twins coming?" Hermione asked. The group was walking down a hall to a sitting room.

"Sometime this morning," Harry answered her. He then grimaced, "I'm so not looking forward to betrothal negotiations with him."

"Why?" Emma asked curiously.

"Their father seems like he has plans for the twins that neither I nor them are going to like," Harry answered the older brunette.

"What happens if he says no?" Dan asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I'm going to make him the same offer I gave 'Toria," Harry told him.

"If he doesn't accept then he's an idiot," Daphne muttered just loud enough for everyone to hear.

"How much did you offer Astoria?" Emma asked.

Daphne went to open her mouth before Harry cut her off, "You don't need to know." Emma looked insulted for a moment before Harry continued. "A betrothal contract details are private. My mother and father don't even know how much I offered 'Toria."

"You can't even tell me?" Hermione asked with a pout.

"If I had a betrothal contract with you I could," Harry told her. "Other than that? No."

A pop was heard and a little house elf appeared in the room. "Master's twins are here."

"Stay here. I want to get the negotiations over," Harry told them.

"Good luck, Harry," Fleur said as she kissed him quickly on the lips. "I want our twins. If he declines your offer, you have my permission to do whatever is necessary," Fleur whispered into Harry's ear so that only he could hear.

"Good luck," Daphne kissed his cheek. Harry laughed as she sat back down tenderly, which made Daphne shoot him a dirty look.

Harry sighed as he exited the room. He was not looking forward to this.

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[December Twenty-Sixth 1992: Friday]

"Mr. Patil," Harry greeted. "Girls."

"Mr. Potter," the man greeted back stiffly.

"If you'll follow me, I have a matter of business to discuss with you," Harry said.

The four walked to Harry's office where Harry sat down behind his desk. He motioned to the three chairs in front of the desk. The elder man sat in the middle chair with the twins flanking him.

"You called this meeting, speak," Mr. Patil spoke.

"I would like to request a betrothal contract between myself, Padma and Parvati," Harry said in a serious, firm voice.

"Your offer?" Mr. Patil said in a business like tone, as if he wasn't asking how much Harry thought the twins were worth.

"I've already signed a betrothal contract with one Daphne Greengrass," Harry told him. "I paid five hundred thousand for her." Harry felt like scrubbing his mouth out with soap. He and Fleur may think of Daphne as theirs but it was just disgusting the way purebloods treated their women.

"And how much would you be offering for both of them?" Mr. Patil asked.

"One million galleons," Harry said seriously. "Five hundred for each." The twins actually looked faint at the price Harry was willing to pay for them.

Mr. Patil was silent for a moment, "While a generous offer. I'm going to have to decline."

Harry tilted his head to the side, "May I ask why?"

"They have been already been promised to another," Mr. Patil told him.

"What!?" two female voices shouted out. "How could you just sell us off to someone without asking us?" The twins spoke in unison.

"Quiet," the Indian man said forcefully. "I did not need your permission to sell you off. You are women. It is what you were born for, to raise the status of the family."

The twins looked shocked, they knew that their father was a purist to an extent but this was unreal. Their father was basically telling them that they were just whores to sell. Their eyes started to water.

"Now, I think we should take our leave," Mr. Patil said, thinking he had ended the conversation.

Harry, however, was full of rage. It took all of his self control not to just kill the man.

"Good Da-" Mr. Patil tried to say before Harry cut him off.

"Sit," Harry commanded. The magic behind the command made the elder man have no choice but to comply. "I tried to be civilized. I offered you twenty five times the standard bride price which I think is more than fair. Hell, most muggles would sell their daughters for that price."

"It matters not. I will not sell them to you," Mr. Patil said with hate on his face.

Harry though, brightened, "So there is a loophole in the contract, good. Now, are you going to accept the offer I made?"

"Padma, Parvati," the man hissed out. "Free me."

The twins glanced at each other before turning back to their father. "No, we want to be with Harry."

The Indian man glared at the three teens before him. No matter how hard he tried he couldn't move.

"I hate to do this but I love the twins and I would do anything for them," Harry said very reluctantly. "Fleur also said if you refused the offer to use any means necessary."

"You won't change my mind," Mr. Patil said with a smirk on his face.

"It's a good thing I'm not just going to ask then isn't it?" Harry asked rhetorically.

Harry looked into the man's eyes and entered his mind. The man pulled his average Occlumency skills to try and stop Harry but Patil had nothing on Harry's skills. Harry breezed through the man's shields like they weren't even there.

What he saw shocked him, Patil was planning on selling the twins to a business partner. Patil knew that the business partner liked them young and when they turned twenty they would be sold to a brothel.

Rage filled Harry, when he first entered the man's mind he was just going to rewrite a small section to get the twins, now though he had a different plan. Harry focused most of his power behind what he was about to do, a total rewrite of the man's mind as a drone.

What seemed like hours but in reality was only minutes, Harry finished.

"Sign," Harry ordered. Patil immediately reached for the pen and signed his name. The contract glowed red for a second before glowing blue, signifying that the contract had cancelled out an old one.

"Leave," Harry ordered again. The man stood up and left without a glance back. Once the man left, he would follow the orders Harry had placed in his head.

"Harry," started out Padma hesitantly. She nor her sister had no clue what Harry had just done.

"I'm sorry I had to do that, girls," Harry sighed out. He looked sadly at them.

"What exactly did you do?" Parvati asked.

"I used Legilimency to enter his mind," Harry said. He shuddered, "I'm sorry but your father was a bad man. He was planning on selling you to a business partner for his half of the business."

"But he's..." Padma trailed off.

"He's like fifty and three hundred pounds," Parvati said, disgusted at the thought of such a dirty old man touching her.

Harry nodded, he had seen in Patil's mind, "Your father knew that his business partner liked them young and that he would sell you to a brothel when you got older."

The twins sat shocked. They had no clue what to say. Harry stood up and walked around his desk and sat on the edge. He then opened his arms and the girls needed no further encouragement. They rushed into his arms and immediately started crying into his chest.

"Shhh," Harry whispered to both of them. "It's going to be alright. I'm always going to be here for you."

The three teens felt more arms wrap around them and looked up to see Fleur, Daphne and Hermione hugging them.

"I take it that the negotiations didn't go so well?" Fleur whispered. Harry shook his head before looking into her eyes. He pushed the memory into her mind along with what Patil planned to do with the twins. The memories left Fleur seething in rage.

"Don't worry girls, you're ours now," Fleur whispered. She leant down and kissed both of the girls on the forehead.

Harry smiled at the two girls that were flush against his body. He leaned down and kissed Padma gently. He felt her gasp softly into his lips as he tenderly kissed her. After about half of minute of kissing he broke the kiss and turned to Parvati. He kissed Parvati a little more passionately because of her personality.

Parvati was the one that broke the kiss and took a deep breath, "Wow, best kiss ever."

"Wasn't that your first kiss?" Fleur asked with an amused smile.

"Uhhh, no," Parvati muttered. Harry turned his gaze towards her and she blushed.

"Who?" Harry asked curiously. Parvati looked conflicted then quickly darted her eyes towards her sister.

"Oh really," Harry asked with a little smirk on his face. "I'm sure that's going to be very interesting later on."

Parvati and Padma blushed brightly. Fleur laughed as she caught on, interesting indeed.

"Enough sadness," Harry said brightly. "Let's do presents."

The girls all broke apart and ran towards the living room in the guest house. Harry watched dumbfounded at how fast the girls had moved.

He laughed as he followed them. After making a trip to closet, Harry made his way to the living room where the girls were.

"What charm is this year?" Fleur asked as she bounced up and down in her seat. She really loved her charm bracelet.

"Well," Harry began, "I was planning on doing one a year but figured that having them all at the same time would be better."

He drew out five boxes and then laid them down in front of them. Waving his wand, the lids opened and the girls had to gasp.

"Each charm represents you," Harry told them, the girls had to restrain themselves from touching the charms. "Fleur a flower, Hermione a book, Daphne a raven, Padma the moon, and Parvati the sun."

"A book," Hermione huffed out. "Why a book?"

"'Mione," Harry laughed out, "you're one of my best friends but you're a bookworm." Hermione pouted out at him.

"Why the sun and moon for us?" Padma asked as she pointed between herself and her sister.

"Because you can't have one without the other," Harry explained simply. Padma and Parvati giggled at the line but turned pink.

"What do the charms do?" Fleur smiled warmly as she watched the interactions between Harry and the twins.

"The flower detects foreign substances in food or drinks," Harry said as the charms floated to the girls and attached themselves.

"The raven has powerful healing runes on it. Don't ask how it works but if you're ever seriously hurt then it should heal you, or at least keep you stable." Once again the charms floated and attached themselves.

"Now, something Hermione will love," Harry smirked out. "The book has universal translation runes inscribed on it. It's something a Potter made centuries ago."

"That's it?" Hermione asked, a bit put out.

"Not done," Harry scolded lightly. "The charm also increases your reading speed by four times."

As Harry finished speaking, Hermione's eyes lit up.

"And for my lovely twins," Harry said, "The moon is a medium level rune shield that protects against physical damage that could be lethal. The sun is a rune shield that protects against all Hogwarts-level spells."

"Thank you, Harry," the girls chimed together as they dog piled the young wizard in question.

"There's another charm that can be placed on the bracelets," Harry said seriously. The girls looked curious at the serious look on his face.

"There's a charm that can link our minds together," Harry explained. "It's not something to take lightly because it's permanent."

"How deep is the connection?" Fleur asked, even though no matter how deep the connection she was going to do it.

"We can keep each other out if we really concentrate," Harry told Fleur. "Stray thoughts will most likely bleed through though."

"I want it," Fleur said instantly. There was no way she was passing up the chance to be closer to her mate.

Harry smiled at her. The charm was a mixture of Mind Arts and a spell that a Potter had created. Harry had modified it after his Mind Arts had taken off to a whole new level.

He whispered a spell that not even the girls could understand while looking into Fleur's eyes. Fleur's eyes dilated as her mind connected to Harry's mind.

'Can you hear me, love?' Harry asked through the link. Fleur looked unsure how to reply so she nodded her head.

"Does anyone else want the connection?" Harry asked the other four girls. He felt Fleur probing the connection but ignored it.

"I do," Daphne said softly with a bright blush. Harry smiled at her and repeated what he had done with Fleur.

'My little raven,' Harry sent to Daphne. Daphne's eyes widened and she smiled goofily.

"We do," the twins said in unison. Harry laughed at the twins and he linked his mind to theirs.

Harry turned towards to Hermione who nodded seriously and he also linked his mind to hers.

Harry felt the girls probing the bond but he felt Fleur getting further because of her natural skill at Occlumency.

"Now, we need to start something I should have started last year," Harry told the five girls

"What's that?" Hermione asked as she explored the new bond. 'Harry's really big.' Her mind comment made everyone turn to her which made her blush hard.

"I need to teach you Occlumency," Harry explained, still laughing slightly at Hermione's comment. "It's the art of shielding your mind from intrusion. Once mastered, it also gives you a photographic memory."

"I want to learn now," Hermione demanded.

"How long are you girls staying?" Fleur asked for Harry. She felt the bond between her and Harry deeper than the others because of their previous bond.

"Until school starts," Hermione answered.

"Same," Daphne said.

"I don't think we want to go home," Padma whispered.

"You two are staying here with us," Harry told them making them smile at him weakly.

"Come on," Harry said as he tried to get up. "I want you four to know the basics before school starts up again."

"Yes Harry," the four girls said in unison. They found that the bond with Harry allowed them to talk to each other as well as him.

Harry shook his head. He knew that was coming because he could hear all five of his girl's thoughts. His mastery over the mind arts picked them up even when he wasn't trying to.