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A couple of days later, most of the school seemed to be shunning him. Worse they wore buttons supporting Cedric one second, and Harry stinks the next. Even his girls were being shunned. Remembering the headmaster's words, he smiled. He could use the bastard's own words to screw him. He wasn't bothered for himself, but his girls did not deserve the abuse.

At dinner, Harry had enough. His girls didn't deserve this bull shit. So, at the end of the meal, Harry stood up and approached the teachers' table. The hall immediately grew quiet and Harry could feel every eye on him. "Headmaster Dumbledore?" he asked cautiously.

"Harry, my boy, what can I do today for our youngest champion?" Dumbledore asked him with a warm grandfatherly smile.

"I would like to ask you to stop the bullying of me and my friends. As you said, that type of behavior would not be tolerated while guests were at this school." Harry answered with a hopeful voice.

Dumbledore's smile faltered. "I'm sorry, my boy, I'm afraid I don't know what you're talking about. I do not see any bullying. Neither does any of the staff. If you disagree; and you have an issue with other student's behavior to you, I suggest you fix it yourself."

Harry smiled at that. The idiot said that Harry and his ladies could deal with it; however, they decided to do so.

"You do not see the badges, and you just told me to handle it myself, well fine; you can't complain about my method," Harry said with a smile, he then walked back to his girls. The idiot hadn't stopped him.

"Ladies, per the Dumblefuck, we have to respond to the bullshite ourselves. So, respond to any spells cast at us with lethal force."

{S}

"Harry, I have bad news. I am sorry about this. Dumbledore changed one of the dragons. He replaced the most placid dragon with a new one. The new dragon is a Hungarian Horntail. Albus has also screwed with the draw bag. It will be that dragon you face." Narcissa said painfully.

"Are there any changes to the wards?" Harry asked.

"No, Harry," Narcissa replied after checking on a parchment.

"Legilimency works on dragons; at least if someone spikes the dragon's food?" Harry asked with a very evil smile.

"Yes, the food has been spiked. Hmm, I wonder if your plan will have Albus buggering himself?" Narcissa asked with a smirk. She knew Harry was a cunning and ruthless bastard that she will enjoy killing.

"Just make sure the Korshak is there. I am sure Korshak and I will have to deal with Aurors. I expect you there also."

Narcissa purrs sensuously. "Yes, my lord, now time for bed. I like being allowed to spend nights in your bed."

{l}

Harry was not having a good night, tomorrow he had to face his dragon. Unlike humans that could be killed with skill, no one had killed a dragon by themselves. He had a plan; he just didn't know if it would work. He had backup plans but this was against a deadly dragon.

Hermione got the girls together and they started giggling. They went into the bathroom. Then they came out blushing. "Harry, I think you need to relax. So..." Hermione took her shirt off. Harry was shocked. She did not have a bra on. Harry tried not to stare. He did. He failed. He liked her tits; they were a perfect handful. This was the first time everyone's chest was in unobstructed and undistracted view. His Mione was perfect and her breasts even more so. They were about average size and so perky he idly wondered why she even needed the bra. Her nipples were small but visible against her white flesh.

Then Luna took off her shirt. While she barely had mounds; they were still nice, and the nipples were very perky. Susan was the next to take her top off. The breasts were large with nice nipples. Daphne's were firmest with rather large nipples, the largest nipples in comparison. Cissa had a large womanly bosom. Her nipples showed that they had given milk. Harry was still gaping. "What is going on?" He gulped.

"We need to get you to relax. Get into your pajamas. Then go lay down in bed. We will all join you tonight. Everything from the waist up is fair game from now on. So would you please leave off your pajama top?" Hermione asked. "It will go fine tomorrow. We all vetted your plan. It will work" Harry did as he was told; he loved his girls.

{S}

Harry and his ladies went down to breakfast that morning. When the students saw him, they started gossiping. Unlike Cedric who was wearing a black and yellow robe with a large Hogwarts and Hufflepuff coat of arms on it. Harry's robe was the same color green as his eyes. It had no coat of arms on it. Harry had decided to not even have his family or the black coat of arms.

"Harry my ..." Dumbledore started.

"Gormless uphill gardener, call my liege his correct name. You are not a relative." Narcissa said.

"Mister Potter, why are you not wearing a Hogwarts robe?" McGonagall almost shouted. She wasn't happy with both Harry and Albus.

"Professor, as we can see by the students, they believe that Cedric is Hogwarts's champion, as do I. That; with there being no school name on one and the wrong school on the other on my entry forms leads me to surmise that I am just a competitor of this fucking bloodsport. Not a willing champion of one of the three schools."

"That will be ten points for language. Mister Potter. Now let me change these."

Minerva cast a spell and it did nothing. Albus tried and failed. "How..."

Harry laughed. "Per the rules of the contract, we are allowed to wear robes. These are basilisk hide-lined. It might prevent me from being barbecued or raked by the dragon."

"Dragon?" Minerva asked with a shudder.

Hermione hit her boyfriend with a sonorous charm. She wanted everyone in the hall to hear this.

"Yes, from the school's towers, you can see the dragon pens. So, the first task has to be dealing with dragons." Harry said. "I have an open bet that I will be the last person to go today; oh; and the dragon I face will be the Hungarian horntail. Are there any suckers here today?

Also, I will get my gold egg the fastest."

Harry decided to make sure everyone in the hall thought that there was stuff going on with the tournament that was not above board. Just another nail in Dumblefuck's coffin. He couldn't wait for the goblin bookies to hear what he said.

"Mister Potter, be that is it may, you go to school here at Hogwarts so will be representing the school," McGonagall said.

"Not according to the contract. Each school shall have one and only one champion. There is nothing in there about another competitor. The only thing it had to say was if a name came out of the hat, they must compete." With that, Harry left the hall. He did see Daphne give him a sign.

Showtime.

{S}

Still, Harry was ready. He knew his plan inside and out.

Entering the tent, he said hi to the other competitors. Then he sat and waited. Cedric and Fleur, both shot him friendly glances.

Ludo Bagman walked in. "Everyone here? Good, Good, gather around."

"Which dragon are the other three fightings?" said Harry.

"Wh… How do you know about the Dragons?" said Ludo with deliberate surprise in his voice.

"It doesn't matter," said Krum, "But we all know."

Bagman's face seemed aghast. "Oh, in that case, each of you will pick one of four dragons from this bag," he said, holding out a bag.

"Yeah, right. I will bet two-hundred galleons I get the horntail. Takers?" Harry asked. He was amused that none of them took him up on that bet.

Each of the students reached into the bag in turn and pulled out a small lifelike dragon. Look, there is only one left. Harry pulled the small dragon out. Harry was glad Cissa was correct.

"A Hungarian Horntail," Ludo said as Harry pulled it out of the sack.

"Damn Harry," said Cedric sarcastically, "That's bad luck."

Harry smirked. "That is really… unfortunate," he said laughing. Everyone looked at him with curiosity except Ludo. Ludo had gone pale.

"The selection was the rig, non?" Fleur laughed.

"Relax, stupid. I knew I will get the horntail. It is just one of those things." Harry said to Bagman, not caring Ludo still hadn't responded besides being in shock.

{S}

Narcissa saw Lavender and the two Patil twins heading down to the arena. She quickly cast three stunners. She followed it up with a curse to Brown. She was giddy with this. Three renervates and obliviates later, she had to run to get to where she would be needed after the first task was over. She loved her master's cloak. She also loved causing issues with Albus. She would not admit this to anyone; she was just as sadistic and homicidal as her sister, Bellatrix.

Now with Harry, she was praised and rewarded for doing so. Until she figured out how to get around the vow and kill her child's murderer.

{S}

Harry watched each champion leave the tent. He had wanted to listen to how they got past the dragon but the tent was warded. It had only been a few minutes after Cedric left the tent when his name was called. Harry got up and walked to the entrance to the stadium.

Above the stadium, he saw the stands. As he came out, other than jeers from the Slytherins, everyone else was silent. All the Slytherins present had their Potter stinks visible. Shrugging that off he looked to see the judges, they were off to one side.

As he entered the arena, he noticed a large fire-blackened area. He then tried to find the dragon. He found her, and what a dragon she was! It was huge!"

He pulled out his buloke wand and the whole stadium went quiet. Now he had to act quickly. He felt the wards. Silently and wandlessly he made a nice hole facing the Slytherins. It wouldn't do to leave traces on his holly wand.

Everything was going down as planned. Everything was in place. Now the final act and it would be score one Harry; zero Dubs. He moved the wand to his throat and said Sonorus. He started to babble out a bit of nonsense and the dragon replied with growls.

Then he said in parseltongue.

He pointed his wand at the dragon and silently cast Legilimens. The spell reinforced the idea. She also saw the button where he was standing now. However, she had to kill the buttons. The dragon looked all around. A quick two bombarda and a disillusioned charm later and the dragon was free.

The dragon breathed fire at where he had been standing; destroying the badge Harry had put there. She then launched herself into the Slytherin stands. The judges were stunned in horror. Finally, they drew their wands, the dragon had begun to breathe fire on the crowd. It was a blood bath. None of the students would survive, Harry hoped. Nothing like a pissed-off mother dragon.

Harry began to walk towards the nest. The dragon was quickly stunned by the judges. Without hesitation, he continued to the nest where he picked up the Golden Egg. Seeing his ploy had worked, he dropped the spell and calmly walked out of the arena with his prize.

Harry was about to retire to the medical tent when Moody suddenly met him.

"I think the headmaster wants a word with you, Potter," said the fake former Auror.

Ignoring that, Harry changed course and headed back to his private apartment. His girls had followed the orders and once he had exited the arena, they had already left the stands to join him. When all of them had got to the front gate of Hogwarts, his solicitor was there waiting for him. Harry smiled.

{S}

There was a pounding on the apartment door. Narcissa answered it with a wand drawn and pointed at the people.

"Stand aside, we are here to arrest Mister Potter." Two red-robed Aurors shouted.

"Stand down Aurors or you will pay the price. Why are you trying to arrest my client?" Korshak asked.

"Mister Potter had the dragon attack, innocent students."

"I am sorry Aurors. The laws around the tournament give the competitors sovereign immunity when they are solving the tasks." Korshak. "If you take Harry, the ministry will suffer, and your job prospects will also suffer. You should go check. Harry will remain here."

The Aurors grumbled but soon left. Behind them was the headmaster. "Harry, my office now."

"No headmaster.

I have to remain here if the Aurors come back. You wouldn't want me to lie to the Aurors now, would you? If you are talking about my performance, well bugger off. The dragon was set to kill me. Then it attacked the students. I used that distraction to get my egg; your problem; not mine. Your judges picked nesting dragons as our first challenge. It was your fault they were vicious."

"Since that is all; hmm; though you could answer a question before you leave. How is it that my prediction of going last and getting the horntail was correct? You wouldn't know anything about that, would you?" Harry asked knowing Dumbledore had set him up.

"Mister Potter, you have to come down to get your score," Bagman stated from behind the headmaster.

Harry motioned to Narcissa. "Mister Fuckhead, you should read your contract. My master, Lord Potter, only needs to participate in the tasks. Anything dealing with the scores is not considered participation in the tasks. Since Harry didn't even want to participate, he cares even less about the scores." Then Narcissa shut the door. Dumbledore kept slamming on the door. Those inside put a silencing charm on the door.

"Who wants to bet I only scored five?" Harry laughed. "Now on to homework. Thank you for silencing him, Narcissa." Harry was jubilant. The plan worked perfectly.

{S}

After an hour, the solicitor left. When he did Harry saw that there was no one in the hall. So, the ladies drop the spells on the door and went on with their lives. For safety, he had elves bring them their dinners. Harry and his girls had eaten dinner and started with their homework when someone knocked, almost timidly on their door.

"I will get it," Susan said. She was surprised when she saw it was Neville. "Come in, would you like some tea?"

"No, would it be possible for me to speak with you, Harry, in private?" Neville stammered.

"Sure, Nev, what do you need?" Harry asked as he led Neville into the small office they had. Harry did notice a water beetle on his collar. Neville remained silent.

"Okay, have a seat, Neville, what do you need to talk about?" Harry asked again.

"How dark are you going to go?" Neville asked.

"What do you mean, Neville?" Harry asked with a frown.

"The Slytherins, you used the students' deaths so you could get the egg. How could you?" Neville hissed.

"One, I tried to talk with her. First, I tried just to have her give me the egg. She declined. She was afraid for her eggs if she did. Then I suggested that she attack those that put it there, aka the judges. She was looking at the judges like I planned. Then she said she had to kill me and what could be interpreted as killing those in the same color robes. Remember our headmaster wanted me to wear Gryffindor colors. If I had, you may not even be here now. Oh, remember that the Dragon tried to flame me to death. Lucky, I dodged." Neville looked stunned.

"Neville, you do realize that I said in the hall this morning and then at the tent, that I would face the horntail? How could I know that unless the choice was rigged? It was more rigged. The dragon was set to kill me. I slipped in to talk with the dragon after she was back in her pen. She was not just protecting her nest. Someone affected her mind. It would have to be someone as powerful as Dumbledore, not a fourth-year."

"To reiterate, she was told to kill the person that came for her egg and those in the same robe color or she would lose all her eggs." Harry shrugged. "Can you blame her for doing what she did? Or blame me for doing my task when it was obvious there was nothing else I could do to save the students."

"Wasn't Dumbledore in charge of the wards? There were no wards between the arena and the students. Funny that?" Harry continued.

Neville's jaw dropped. "No, Dumbledore couldn't be involved."

"Like with your wand?" Harry asked. "Let me guess, Dumbledore asked you to come to tell me I was dark and much come back to the light by obeying him? Did you know that he did not ask me what happened? He just came here to yell at me for not wearing the right color robe, and that I should have risked my life stopping the dragon."

"He expected me to take on the dragon to save the Slytherin. The same Slytherins that had banners stating that I should die. That I should risk my life to solve a problem he created by screwing up the wards." Harry said.

"Yes, but you are still going dark. You kill instead allowing the Aurors to arrest your fellow students. And that defense class. Some of the spells we learn there are to kill people!" Neville almost shouted.

"That is almost true. The ICW Aurors don't have the British Ministry rules of engagement. Now let's discuss the Aurors. Did you know that Dumbledore has to approve Aurors coming in here? Do you notice that he has never called them on the people that have tried to kill me? The worse he has threatened is detentions, or dock some house points. So, I am to allow people to try to kill me. I am going dark if I defend myself. If other students use lethal force to defend themselves from lethal attacks. They are not accused of being dark. So, I have to fight to avoid going to Azkaban. They only get a slap on the wrist?"

"Speaking of lethal force. You heard me during breakfast. I said that I would have to tangle with the most lethal dragon. A dragon that was altered so she was not just protecting her eggs; she was there to kill me. So, when I have threats like that; I am supposedly dark or going dark because I have to use lethal force to survive. In this case; I am dark; because I did nothing to stop a rampaging dragon after she tried to kill me. If I had just let her kill me, the other students would still be dead."

"You realize, I am dark because I stand up to bullying or attacks. When I ask him to stop it; his rationale, if he expels any of the death eater juniors' they would instantly join the dark lord so he will not do so. Like they wouldn't already. So why should they not try to kill me on another day, hmm?"

"Now back to that defense class. Every spell they taught was ICW standard. I cannot help that our headmaster has removed them from the school DADA classes. Why not let us be trained just like every other school of magic around the world?" Harry asked.

Neville was stunned for a few minutes then he continued, "What about Narcissa Malfoy?"

"It is Black now. With the death of both her son and husband, she is back as a Black. That required me as heir Black; to give her protection. I notice you did not know about the death of Lucius Malfoy. Fudge forced me to dual that piece of shit. My magical guardian, the good old headmaster, could have stopped the dual but he did nothing. Albus signed off on it. Well, I killed Lucius. The more important point. The headmaster knew what would happen if I won. So, I have Narcissa all thanks to the wonderful Albus. Well, that and my godfather, Sirius Black."

Neville shook his head in reflex. After a bit. "If that is what the dragon said," Neville mumbled. "Why didn't you say something?"

"Well unfortunately Neville, parseltongue is not allowed as evidence in the Wizengamot; not even under Veritaserum. A dragon's memory cannot be shown through a pensive. Given all that, trying to say I am innocent is worthless."

"Will you give an oath?" Neville asked.

"Sure, not that it matters, others will not believe me even if I gave an oath. Then again both Fudge and Dumbledick have already decided I am a growing dark lord. Truth be damned. But here is your oath though."

"I, Harry Potter do swear on my life and magic that I did not send the dragon to attack the Slytherins, so mote it be."

"Lumos"

"Here are more details of the dual that got me Cissa. I went with my adopted aunt to the Steppes. The only person besides my aunt, mom, and sister; who knew where I was, Dumbledore. My wonderful magical guardian; the same person who gave Lucius my location and all the details of my international portkey. Just like my home. Its location was protected by the Fidelis. Funny how, once Dumbledore got its location, a group of death eaters attacked there and burned it to the ground with fiendfyre not a week later." Harry said while looking Neville in the eyes.

"I need to go; I need to think. Thank you for telling me. Thank you for the oath." Neville said as he left. Harry noticed the beetle stayed on him until Neville was out the door and flew off. Harry closed the door.

"Are you okay, Harry?" Susan asked.

"Not really. Times like these make me think.

Neville is not wrong. We are not in the light. Damn, times like these, I think we are almost as bad as Dumbledore." Harry admitted.

Hermione hugged him. "Harry, even if you become another dark lord, we will still love you." The other ladies agreed. "Now Harry, let's go into the room.

{l}

It was Hermione's night with Harry. She wanted to go all the way tonight. But would Harry? She removed her clothes and entered Harry's room.

Harry looked hot. He was in boxers laying on his bed reading a school book. He looked up. "Hermione?" Harry had noticed the weird gleam in her eyes.

Hermione quickly made it to bed. She quickly laid down next to Harry. Harry put down the book on the side table and looked at her inquiringly. "Lose the boxers," Hermione said huskily. Harry quickly complied.

Hermione started kissing Harry. Shortly using her tongue, she forced his mouth open so her tongue could duel with Harry's tongue. After a few minutes, she pushed Harry's head down.

Harry took the hint. He went to each breast and nipple, He gave each attention by licking and sucking until she was whimpering with pleasure now, moisture seeping from between her thighs. Hermione then pushed him down further.

Harry licked up and down the slit, then he got his tongue firmly inside her. "Oh, yes!" Hermione hissed and he held her around her hips and delved his tongue deeply into her pussy. He then hissed in parseltongue.

"Merlin!" Hermione screamed as he dragged his tongue inside and out of her and then firmly rasped his tongue across her clitoris.

"Make love to me now," she demanded after her third orgasm.

Harry pushed her on her back and spread her legs. He straddled her hips, his cockhead sitting just against her entrance. "You are certain?" he asked a final time, and in response, she opened her legs wider for him, giving him easier access. He began to slowly push into her, not wanting to hurt her any more than necessary.

"Don't Worry, Harry. I took maiden's relief and the anti-pregnancy potions before coming in here." Hermione whimpered. "Please, Harry!"

Hermione felt Harry's glands at the mouth of her core. He felt his head being enveloped with her moist heat. Harry felt the warmth and wetness and had to concentrate on not just ramming into her as he felt the tightness. "More!" Hermione groaned. She felt her core stretch as Harry pushed slowly in. He eased his way in further until he met resistance. He captured her mouth with his and then broke through her barrier. Thanks to the potion, she had an orgasm that almost made her pass out instead of pain as her barrier broke.

Harry pulled out and slowly re-entered her again. He began moving, relishing in every contact as he began a quick pace the girl enjoyed. He kept his grip around her hips and used them to pull her into his thrust to maximize the depth. Harry focused on the feel of a cunt gripping his cock as he pushed deeper inside of her.

She felt amazing pulsing around him. He began to make long deep strokes. Finally, he bottomed out. He seared her mouth with his lips It felt like he'd set a small blaze in her lower stomach that was spreading the warmth through her body He was entirely inside of her; his head was pressing into spots so deep within her she never even knew they existed. The caress of inner walls as they molded around him lit every nerve in his shaft on fire. He was still thrusting when she cried out and gripped him even tighter by the shoulders. He felt her contracting around his cock as she came, and he spurted even more powerfully inside her. She felt the heat as his seed filled her. She was surprised at how much he filled her.

After a moment or two to recover their breaths. Then Harry started a second, then a third time. By that time Hermione was a pile of goo on the bed. By the time Harry finally came the third time, she was sore and thought one more orgasm would kill her. This night was better than any fantasy she had. She was so happy Harry made the night and herself feel so special.

Smiling, she let Harry remove himself from her and laid down beside her. "Spoon me." She demanded in a soft whimper. Hermione cast a quick scourgify to clean up. It took a feat of supreme willpower to control himself and not try another round. Sleep slowly came to each of them.

{N}

Harry Potter, The Boy Who Turned Dark!

Careful investigations have uncovered the reason that Harry Potter lied to get into the Tri-Wizard Tournament. It all had to do with Harry's guardianship. We learned that Mister Potter has two distinct guardians. Mister Potter has both a magical and a muggle guardian. Inquiries to Gringotts about who was Mister Potter's guardians were met with laughter. This reporter finally managed to find records showing that Harry Potter was legally emancipated on November 2nd. Is it a coincidence that this coincides with the boy's selection into the Tri-Wizard Tournament? Surely not! Could Harry have entered the Tournament solely to escape one or both of his guardians?

The Prophet got this statement from Harry Potter's Solicitor's Office Adams, Adams, and Adams. "Since we were engaged by Harry Potter's muggle guardian, Mister Potter has tried to get away from his magical guardian. Said Guardian sealed his parents' will. The guardian also put Harry with abusive muggles. The damage was shown in an early Prophet.

As a reminder, Potters' magical guardian is Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore. Harry is stated to enjoy living with and love his muggle guardian.

We can only watch and wonder. What other horrors will the boy use to break with his guardians? Keep reading while we at the Daily Prophet follow up on this horrifying story concerning Harry Potter!

Rita Skeeter - Correspondent

{N}

The-Boy-Who-Kills?

We, at the Prophet, give our sympathies to the families of the students that were killed in the first task of the Tri-Wizard Tournament. The rampaging dragon killed over thirty students wounding another twenty during Harry Potter's turn. The carnage was only stopped by the judges.

That death toll is horrific, but what is more the reason why it happened.

The solicitor for Harry Potter firmly stated that Harry was not responsible. Citing that the nest mother dragon was a Hungarian Horntail, she would not need a reason to attack.

The example given; where Harry stood; was charred black by the dragon's fire; just for Harry trying to talk with the dragon.

We at the Prophet will never know. The champion has Sovereign Immunity for solving the task; so, the Aurors could not even question Mister Potter. The second blunder of the Auror corps, they spent so much time trying to question Mister Potter that the only other major piece of evidence was left to fade away.

The Aurors never checked why the arena wards did not stop the dragon from attacking the students.

Inquiring into the Department of Magical Games; their response: The wards were put up by Dumbledore to prevent the dragons from leaving the arena. They could not explain why there was an area that was not protected. This gap was apparently over the whole section of Hogwarts's students.

The Aurors also did not investigate the allegations of tampering.

Mister Potter said in the breakfast hall; this was before he could have known about the task, then later in the champions' tent; that he would face the Hungarian Horntail and go last. Is it more than a coincidence that Harry was correct?

There was no explanation from the tournament staff as, to why Mister Potter had the information he did.

We at the Daily Prophet will follow up as more when we receive more information concerning Harry Potter!

{S}

"Miss Brown, would you please join me in the hospital wing." Madam Pomfrey ordered.

"What is this about?" Lavender asked.

"There are questions about your betrothal contract," Pomfrey said.

"What contract?" Lavender almost screamed.

"We will talk about it in the infirmary." The matron said. Pomfrey knew that Albus was concerned; Harry's prior fiancé had died under suspicious circumstances. Harry had requested a marriage contract between himself and Hermione Granger.

Thirty minutes later, Lavender broke down in tears. She found out that she had a betrothal contract with Harry Potter. It had been signed by Albus Dumbledore and her father. That would have made this the best day ever. Then the matron told her she was barren. If Harry found out, he could cancel it. Then she and the Medi-witch noticed that Narcissa Black entered the room with her wand drawn. Both saw red lights and all went dark.

{S}

Dumbledore was enjoying his breakfast. The last two weeks had taxed him immensely. Some too many people were second-guessing the choice of dragons for the first task.

He was just glad that no one had yet to learn that he had originally requested four dragons, not three, and violated the agreement by having the fourth dragon, two classes higher in danger than the rest.

That was the beginning of the headache. Then there were the questions about Harry and his dragon. The fact the brat knew about the horntail and his placement made things look dubious. Couldn't they let it go? How could they not understand it was for the greater good that Harry had to die? That it was better than Albus did not kill that brat himself?

He had spent his time dealing with howlers and irate floo calls. But that was over. While he was just a bit sorry for the death of the Slytherins; they were sacrifices for his greater good. After all, the bad press Harry was now receiving might make the boy run to him. If not; his next plan for the boy to die would not have the public up in arms at all. He was sure the next task would end with both Harry and his mudblood slag, dead. He would then not have to explain why he was denying that contract. He gave Lavender a lust potion keyed to Harry and a fertility potion. The widow-to-be would soon be pregnant the night of the Yule Ball.

Then the owls just delivered the Prophet. Dumbledore opened his paper intent on seeing what was going on in the wizarding world. With a chuckle, he read through the article. He took a sip of his pumpkin juice as he finished up the amusing commentary. Harry Potter was legally emancipated on November 2nd. Dumbledore sat straight up and spit his juice out violently. He reread the article. Surely this couldn't have happened! Not right under his nose! With horror, Dumbledore realized that he hadn't spoken against Harry being chosen a Champions. He hadn't used his authority as a judge to legally disqualify Harry. If Harry's solicitors were involved; there was a distinct possibility that Harry could have been emancipated. With wide eyes, Dumbledore stood up fast enough that his chair was thrown backward.

"Minerva, I have to leave now. I don't know when I will return. Please handle matters here for me." He ignored the odd looks several students and staff sent at him while he ran out of the Great Hall. He had to call an emergency Wizengamot session to reinstate his guardianship immediately! The greater good demanded it. He could not let Harry go.

{S}

"Harry, my lord, I hate to wake you up. The owl from the Wizengamot has arrived. There is a special session in an hour. It is about the two stories in the Prophet. You have to be there." Narcissa said as she shook Harry awake.

{l}

Hermione walked out of the master bath. She had woken up with Harry already gone. She vaguely remembered that someone had come in earlier and got her boyfriend. She heard an appreciative whistle. Turning, she saw that Daphne had come into the room, also only wearing a towel.

"Where is Harry?" She asked.

"Harry is busy. I hope the fact you are washing up in here means that you and Harry went a little farther?" Daphne asked.

Hermione blushed and nodded. "I woke up needed after last night; and actually, came in here to just do a jill but …"

Daphne smiled. "Good." She dropped her towel and started an oral assault on the other girl. She was trying to find any remaining taste of Harry's seed.

"Yummy," Daphne said as she pushed the brunette onto the bed. She pulled open Hermione's towel. "We should progress further. Taking one of Hermione's nipples in her mouth. Hermione froze and then groaned in pleasure.

Daphne slowly kissed down to her core. She knelt and spread Hermione's legs. Then she did the same to her friend's pussy lips, exposing her clit. Hermione's eyes closed with a flutter and she braced herself on the bed. Her pussy was already wet with some of Harry's sperm still in there but as Daphne began to lick gently on her swollen clit the love juices began to flow like a river down the inside of both thighs. Daphne enjoyed the dual taste.

Hermione's walls of her vagina were contracting so hard that her stomach was heaving in and out in an obvious fashion. Daphne's tongue was flicking and caressing her clit. Daphne slowly slid her finger into Hermione's wet core. Slowly she began thrusting her finger deep into Hermione's vagina. Hermione felt as if she were going to explode. Daphne used Hermione's juices to lubricate one of her other fingers. After it was slick, she slowly slid it into Hermione's tight puckered back hole. Once it was slick enough Daphne started finger fucking her there also.

That broke Hermione. She came and came again, all over Daphne. Her pussy juices gushed out as her entire body shuddered in ecstasy. It was slightly painful to her. She still did not know how many times Harry made her orgasm last night.

Daphne didn't mind the unexpected shower, she just patted herself dry with Hermione's towel and let out a little giggle. Hermione slowly came to alertness. She then sat up so she could return the lusty kiss from before. She also wanted to see how she tasted in Daphne's mouth.

{S}

Harry and Narcissa met up with Sirius, Andromeda, and Nymphadora in the atrium of the Ministry of Magic.

"Heya, pup," Sirius said smiling. "You got here fast! Dumbledore just called the meeting to order ten minutes ago and they will start in another fifteen.

"Dumbledore ran out of the Great Hall after reading the paper. Figured it'd be a good idea for Master Harry here to be at the proceedings," Narcissa said shrugging. "Hello, Andi."

Andromeda hugged her sister. "Morning Cissa. I am glad you are here. It will be fun."

Mister Korshak came up. "Showtime. Let's go"

He was also looking forward to this blood bath. He liked it when the case included drama. All of the group except Harry got in the first elevator. Harry got in the second one right in front of a masked unspeakable. Harry felt the touch of a wand on his head then he was walking out of the lift joining the others.

"I was wondering how much truth was in that article. Anyway, try to let me take the lead in this session for the most part yeah? If you're directly addressed respond, but as your solicitor, pay attention to my prompts." Korshak stated firmly.

Harry frowned. "Could we use this session to bring up other items? Like how since he fucked up the wards; he should not be a part of this blood sport I am in." Andromeda shook her head. "Rats."

"I don't agree sister. There are a couple of other matters I will bring up. I have copies of a betrothal contract and a medical report from Poppy Pomfrey. Harry will need to deal with it today." Narcissa said. When it came out; Harry and his ladies would trust her more after that. Making it easier for her to get her revenge.

"We will deal with those after we keep Harry emancipated," Korshak said.

Harry caught the attention of one of the Aurors on the main floor and asked, "Do I need to stay in here?"

"In here, Mister Potter," said the Auror, who Harry recognized from before but didn't know. "Just take a seat at the table, over there." The Auror pointed him to the leftmost of a pair of tables sitting side-by-side with a four-foot gap between them. They were in one section of the general floor. "This is where a defendant sits when we try people. Since you are defending your freedom; it is the right place for you."

Less than a minute after they sat down, Dumbledore strode into the Chamber and took a seat in the center chair with Fudge sitting beside him. He banged a gavel against the podium in front of him and called out, "I call this emergency meeting of the Wizengamot into session. A matter of grave importance has recently come to my attention which necessitated this meeting. I apologize for the short notice and thank all for their prompt attendance. We convened this morning to discuss the oversight leading to young Harry Potter being emancipated. We have to correct that."

Dominic stood and cleared his throat. "Chief Warlock, why are you wasting our time with the simple issue of Lord Potter's emancipated status? After he was proven himself by defeating a dragon; why should we waste our time on this matter?"

Dumbledore nodded with a deep sigh. "Yes, Lord Greengrass that is exactly what I am referring to. Due to his history, this is not a normal situation. We must address this issue." Albus was scowling when he saw Harry on the floor. It also looked like Greengrass would not just bow down to his desire. This was bad.

"Harry, why are you here? I did not give you leave to attend this session or leave the school." Albus tried to threaten the boy. Harry didn't seem to care that Albus was yelling at him.

Dominic sneered. "The boy has every right to be here. So, Dumbledore, why, if it is so important; didn't you bring it up when it first happened? You were his magical guardian up to that point, weren't you? Surely the goblins would have sent a notice to you; I mean; no one would put a mail ward against the goblins, would they? It wasn't a problem when you got the notice, why has this suddenly become an issue requiring the entire Wizengamot?"

Dumbledore shifted slightly and frowned at Greengrass. His eyes widened with shock and hate when he saw Harry smirk. Harry gave him the two-finger salute. The look on Mister Korshak's was more than unnerving; what did the solicitor have?

"I must have missed that notification, Lord Greengrass. I assure you, as soon as I became aware of the occurrence, I immediately moved to convene this body."

Sirius stood up while grinning. "You must have been pretty busy to not realize your charge wasn't your charge since October thirty-first." "After all; you saw him every day at Hogwarts. At least three times a day if I remember the meal schedule right." Greengrass added.

Dumbledore's eyes narrowed slightly. Why was Greengrass pointing out his shortcomings? He was the leader of the light and had to maintain the reputation of doing nothing wrong.

Marchbanks stood up. "Quit wasting our time, Dumbledore. State your arguments to try and overturn Lord Potter's legal emancipation weeks after you allowed it to happen."

What followed for the next thirty minutes was Dumbledore listing all the reasons he could think of for why Harry shouldn't be allowed to keep his emancipation. Even to Harry's ears; some of them were spaghetti on the wall. All through it, Harry could tell Korshak was getting more and more amused.

Albus made claims that Harry was too young, that Harry did not know about the wizarding world, and that Potter could not be trusted with the Potter fortune. That Harry had not completed his education. He ended with the slaughter at the first task.

"Start Harry," Korshak whispered.

Harry stood up at that point. "Assembled. Concerning the last accusation.

It grieves me personally that it was even brought up."

"After the task, two Aurors sent by Undersecretary Dolores Umbridge were ordered to arrest me. When they were notified that all tri-wizard competitors were granted sovereign immunity, the two Aurors instantly apparated out rather than allow me to answer any question or even give my memory of the event. They did not even investigate what happened. So, I humbly beg this august body to see my memory and decide for yourselves." Harry said.

After a bit of talking in the group, Madam Bones stood up and said, "Aurors, bring the dispatch notice, and officer of the court, bring the court pensive."

"Madam Bones, this is not necessary," Dumbledore said. He did not know what Harry's memory could show. "We do not need to see Harry having the dragon attack his fellow students.

"You brought it up, head warlock. That allows Mister Potter a chance to rebut how he wills." Griselda replied blandly.

During the staring contest between the two, the pensive was brought in as well as an Auror brought a document to the director of the Department of law enforcement. Madam Bones's countenance became hard when she reviewed them. Many bet some Aurors would soon lose their jobs.

"All, here is the dispatch report. What Mister Potter said is true. The Aurors were dispatched only to arrest him. They did not stay around to do any investigation. Nor did they even try to question Mister Potter." Amelia said with a devilish smile. "Mister Potter, you know how to put a memory in the pensive? Good, please do so."

The memory started with Harry entering the arena.

Harry said in a language unknown.

Amelia stopped the projection. "Mister Potter, what language was that?"

"I am a registered parselmouth," Harry replied. He wondered who would call him out on it.

"Hmm, Hmm," Dolores interjected.

"Yes, undersecretary?" Albus asked.

"Mister Potter is not registered in magical Britain." She stated. "So, you should immediately arrest him."

"That is because I don't register anything in magical Britain. All my registrations are with the ICW." Harry responded. "Please continue Madam Bones."

Madam Bones said, "Court clerk, please contact the ICW liaison to bring us a copy of the registration."

"Madam Bones, here is my copy." Harry withdrew his wallet from his robes and withdrew one parchment.

An Auror took it and touched it with his wand. It glowed green. The Auror looked it over and then nodded to Amelia.

"All, Heir Potter is registered as required. There will be no charges against Mister Potter for not being registered as a parseltongue." With that Amelia restarted to memory.

This was followed by Harry launching two spells at the chains.

Then they watched Harry disillusion himself and ducked away from where he was. The spot was engulfed in flame. Then they saw the dragonfly in the Slytherin stands.

"As you can see. I did nothing to the wards. I did not have the dragon attack the Slytherins." Harry stated. "The headmaster ordered me to wear a set of robes he provided. I declined. If I had, then the dragon would have attacked those in red and gold. As far as the wards, they were set up by the chief Warlock. I do not know who set up the dragon." Harry said. He was staring at the headmaster.

"As the headmaster pointed out, I am but a fourth-year student. How could I control the dragon?"

"Back to the point at question. I have been accused of being too young. Was I too young when I fought a troll at 11? Was I too young when I fought a basilisk at 12…?" Harry started.

"Mister Potter; you claim you fought a basilisk; do you have proof of this?" Marchbanks asked.

"Yes, here is the memory. I can also get you proof from Gringotts of their rendering of the beast." Twenty minutes later after the memory was shown from the pensive.

"Lord Potter. I have no words. Minister; we have to award Lord Potter with an order of Merlin first class; for saving all the students and teachers of Hogwarts from this beast." Marchbanks stated.

"All in favor?" Marchbanks asked. Every member but Fudge and Dumbledore raised their wands. Fudge looked disgusted; Dumbledore looked pissed when it passed.

"Congratulations Lord Potter; you are now the recipient of the award. Please continue. I apologize about this tangent." Marchbanks said.

Harry bowed to the witch. "Okay all, thank you for the honor. Was I too young when I helped fight off the Dementors that attacked Hogsmeade at 13? That was after a battle where I had to fight Dolohov and Bellatrix. The last is the actual reason I was emancipated."

"Now, was I too young to enter the Tri-Wizard Tournament? A tournament that you said I had to participate in. A tournament that due to your age line; was only for of-age wizards or witches. It was within your power to disqualify me, headmaster; per Article 169 Subsection A paragraph c. That states: if the panel of judges agrees to some sort of pre-selection criteria; any judge can disqualify a participant that did not meet the agreed criteria; without the disqualified individual losing their magic. However; if all the judges do not disqualify the participant; then the participant is given the status of said criteria." Harry added.

"The last issue is your magical guardianship, that you want this body to restore. First, since you sealed my parents' wills, we do not know if you should have been my magical guardian at all. Hmm, you also left me on the doorstep of my muggle relatives in the cold night like a discarded milk bottle with only a note and a blanket. It is healthy for a baby to be left on a cold night with just a blanket to keep me warm. Why you as my guardian, would you leave me with those wonderful muggles? The same muggles that you had Professor McGonagall watch for a whole day. Her report: "They are the worst sort of Muggles." Those same relatives loved me so much that Saint Mungo's Medi-witches listed three parchments worth of harm to me as a child. The same muggles that you trusted so much that you never checked on me." When Harry said this, grumbling in the gallery grew. "I also have to ask; why was I not taken to Saint Mungo's or at least seen to by Madam Pomfrey? I had just got out of a life-or-death situation, after all."

Dumbledore gave a heavy sigh and sat down in his seat.

"We have heard from both sides. Shall we cast a vote on this issue? All those in favor of returning Harry Potter to Dumbledore light your wand white." Fudge said.

Harry noticed who raised their wands. It included the headmaster.

"All those for Harry Potter maintaining his emancipated status, light your wands blue and raise them please."

Korshak turned to Harry and said, "Now we get to see how corrupt this body is.

Depending on how many Dumbledore bribed; or offered favors or called in favors, you've won this."

"Corruption?" asked Harry, while smirking. "He would stoop to bribes."

"Yes, Harry; bribes," replied his solicitor. "This could be bad." At least his solicitor did not look worried. Either way, it went; stuff came to light that he knew Albus didn't want. And he received an order of Merlin, first class.

Then it was his turn to relax. Harry couldn't help the large grin that spread over his face as almost the entirety of the Wizengamot members' wands glowed blue. The look on the headmaster's face was priceless. It was supremely entertaining to finally put the fucker in his place. Now it was time to push the bastard a bit more.

"Mister Potter's emancipation is sustained." Griselda said while watching Albus's face fall. "Is there any other business before we adjourn?"

Harry stood. "Since I am emancipated and there is no other living Potter, I claim the right of Lord Potter." Harry put on the Lordship ring. I take the right of heir Black." Nodding to Sirius who nodded in agreement. "Last, I take the lordship of house Peverell." Adding a third ring to his hand. Harry did the same with House Malfoy. "I remove Dumbledore as my proxy for House Potter. I now appoint Lord Greengrass as a proxy for house Potter; Narcissa Black for house Malfoy; and Andromeda Tonks, house Peverell."

"Now that I am Lord Potter, I have an issue with this betrothal contract that my ex-magical guardian put me into without even asking me. This was the second one signed on my behalf."

"Now the first bint died while she was possessed, I will have to cancel the second because Dumbledore did not check on the second slag, he tried to chain me to."

"Here is a medical report from Hogwarts's Medi-witch Poppy Pomfrey. The bint is barren." With those words, Harry was able to set the contract on fire. He smiled at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore was enraged. Why hadn't Poppy told him? He had the matron check on the girl when he saw the contract between Harry and Hermione. Worse, Harry needed to have a child with a family of the light before he dies. Albus had just received the fertility and lust potions for that plan. Harry could be a father before the end of the year; dead by next Yule. Now none of those things looked like they would happen.

"Last business, I move house Potter, Malfoy, and Peverell to the neutral faction," Harry stated as he sat down.

Sirius stood up. "I move house Black to the neutral faction." He then sat down. Madam Bones and Longbottom quickly followed suit.

"Madam Bones, Longbottom, Harry my boy, how can you leave the light?" Albus bellowed sadly.

"With you being the leader of the light, how can we not?" Amelia asked.

Dumbledore took a few minutes to calm down. Marchbanks was laughing at him. "I will also move to the grey. Now; is there any other business?" She spoke.

"I call for a vote to remove Albus Dumbledore from his posts as Chief Warlock. He knowingly put a child in an abusive house; never even checked on the child. He also tried to overturn legal emancipation. He has exceeded his authority as Chief Warlock on numerous occasions." Lord Greengrass said.

"Is the motion seconded?" Fudge asked. He hoped that someone would.

Lord Black agreed "I second this motion" he declared.

"Then it will be put to a vote. All those in favor of removing Dumbledore from Chief Warlock. Red for yes. White for no!" Agusta Longbottom stated. Wands shot up. After a count; with the proxies; the votes were 2/3rd of the body against Dumbledore.

"Dumbledore you are hereby, stripped of your positions as Chief Warlock," Longbottom said; almost with a purr.

"No, you can't do this to me, everything I do is for the greater good" Dumbledore shouted.

Lord Greengrass looked disgusted. "Do you think we give a fuck about your fucking ineffable greater good? We no longer care about your cow tripe." he retorted. "I hereby, name Griselda Marchbanks as the new Chief Witch" putting the motion on the floor. The motion was passed and Marchbanks was immediately named the new Chief Witch in place of Dumbledore.

"This session is adjourned," Marchbanks said with an evil grin. She also hated the machinations of Dumbledore.

Harry left the chambers with his solicitor. "Thank you again, Mister Korshak."

"I am just disappointed that you did not need me. I can only charge you retainer hours." Korshak replied with a smirk.

"Your retainer is quite large; well worth it though," Harry replied with a matching smirk.

"Harry, here are the ladies' rings," Sirius said while handing Harry a box. "Don't do anything I wouldn't."

Harry laughed as he got to the ministry floo, and went back to Hogwarts. It was going to be a long night. He wondered how long before Dumbs summoned him to either scold him or get him to give up his emancipation, or worse both. The bastard would not leave him alone; he was going to have to kill Dumbs one of these days; sooner than later.