To Train A Bad-Ass
By Stargatesg1fan1 Disclaimer: I own nothing of any recognized characters or universes within.
Women Bonded to Harry Potter in This Story
Ros is Played by Esme Bianco Leaf is Played by Kae Alexander Ygritte is Played by Rose Leslie Missandei is Played by Nathalie Emmanuel Daenerys 'Daeny' Targaryen is Played by Emilia Clarke Melisandre is played by Catrice Van Houten
Margaery Tyrell is played by Natalie Dormer Sansa Stark is played by Sophie Turner Tyene Sand is played by Rosabell Laurenti Sellers Myrcella Baratheon Lannister is played by Nell Tiger Free Cersei Lannister is played by Lena Heady
Arya Svit Kona is played by Sienna Guillory Hermione Granger is played by Emma Watson
Chapter 31
Helgrind
Harry, Roran, Arya, Saphira, and the twenty-four elvish bodyguards all laid crouched on a hillside overlooking the open land standing before the rocky spire that was Helgrind. Saphira was under a cloaking spell. It had taken them a relatively short time to travel to Helgrind thanks to Harry's ability to transport people within a pocket dimension. Harry, Arya, and Saphira had been the only ones conscious for the trip.
"The priests of Helgrind," Arya said as they inspected a column of figures stopped before Helgrind. Every single figure below was missing at least one limb. "The ones carrying the bells are acolytes," She added. "They hope ot be priests someday."
"These priests do that to themselves?" Roran asked. "Yes," Blodgharm answered with distaste in his tone. "It is part of their process for worship."
There was a collection of nobles at the end of the colunn which was spreading out before Helgrind. The high priest which was missing all four limbs stirred on the litter he was carried upon. He began to give a sermon in a mixture of the human tongue, Urgal tongue, and the ancient language. The sermon spoke of foul rituals that had been performed under dark moons, of the hate that grew in people's hearts, and of how a malevence had been allowed to grow
without the influence of the Riders. At the end of the sermon the priest was lowered to the alter. Two of his lesser priests cut open his shoulders. The blood was collected and the lesser priests drank.
"This is abhorrent," Arya said. "I'm tempted to say we wipe this whole group out," Harry said. "Very tempted."
"While I am not strongly disagreeing, doing so would likely alert the Ra'zac to our presence," Blodgharm pointed out.
"Would that matter with how many of us there are?" Roran asked. "Surely all of you could easily kill them."
"It depends what defenses they have prepared," Harry explained. "We have no idea."
In truth Harry knew exactly what was in that rocky spire thanks to a scan by his probe. Granted there were some things that could surprise even his sensors. Finding out that the twelve small orbs taken off of the twins after they died in the second battle of the burning plains were in fact the consciousnesses of twelve dragons was shocking. The conciousnesses also contained magical energy which explained how the Twins had been so powerful. Saphira had one of these orbs within her. Harry had some questions for Oromis when they made it back to Ellesmera.
As the conversation had gone on, one of the young acolytes had hacked off his own left hand as an offering to their twisted gods. Two slaves were chained to the alter left with numerous packages before the entire procession turned around and left. Harry immediately had the nearby Harion replace the slaves with golems. The slaves were transported to Surda. Harry was very tempted to poison the flesh of the golems so that if the Ra'zac and Lethrblaka consumed the golems they too would be poisoned. But he refrained. Doing so while cunning wasn't how he wanted these creatures to end. Despite the fact that Garrow and Brom were both alive, the Ra'zac had almost killed both men. He wanted the Ra'zac to die by his blade.
The group retreated back to their camp. They had arrived late enough in the day that they didn't want to attack under the cover of darkness. The Ra'zac were strongest in the dark. Only the fact that Katrina was actually safe and sound kept Roran from wanting to attack that day.
Hogwarts
Harry stood in the tent waiting for his turn at the first task. Krum was currently out in the arena facing his dragon.
"'ow can you be so calm?" Fleur asked curiously. Harry looked her in the eyes with an intensity that made Fleur look away after a moment before
glancing back at him. Fleur could see the power in the young man's eyes. After meeting Harry Potter she had questioned if the hype around his legend was true. That look in his eyes and seeing him now made her think that it just might be.
"There are creatures far more terrifying than those dragons out there," Harry said. "I have faced such creatures." At that moment Fleur was called. "Good luck."
As Fleur left the tent Harry had a brief chance to admire her arse. He was devoted to Hermione in this universe. That didn't mean he was blind or dead. Fleur's time to face the dragon ran by quickly for Harry. After facing the Night King, a Hungarian Horntail seemed tame in comparison.
Harry walked out of the tent he had been waiting in, past several trees, and through a gap in the enclosure. Hundreds of spectators watched from the stands. He saw Hermione's worried face gazing down at him. He threw her a confident smile. The Hungarian Horntail stood at the other end of the enclosure crouched over her clutch of eggs. Her massive tail repeatedly hit the ground digging several foot long gouges in the earth in warning. Harry walked slowly towards the horntail which let out a screeching roar. When he was twenty yards away it drew back and breathed a stream of fire at Harry. He had a replica of his wand in his right hand for show. He had no intention of actually risking it in this task. Screams came from the crowd as the fire engulfed Harry. The horntail maintained the stream for twenty seconds. When the fire disappeared Harry was standing surrounded by a glowing shield.
"Amazing!" Bagman shouted. "Potter withstood dragon fire and he looks like he barely broke a sweat." Harry continued walking slowly forward. "We haven't seen this approach before. Potter looks like he intends to just walk up and take the egg. The Horntail will eat him! This is suicide."
As Harry got closer the horntail focused all of its intention on him. He could see it in her eyes. The moment she intended to lunge. When she lunged with her head towards him, her maw open, and razor sharp teeth coming towards him, Harry waited. He waited until she was within three yards of him. Then he exploded. Harry moved with all the speed and strength the dragons of Alagesia had granted him. If he had waited a millisecond longer she would have had him. As it was the Horntail was so committed to her lunge that her momentum wouldn't allow her to change direction. Harry barely avoided her deadly head, sliding to the left. He delivered a jab with his right hand backed by a good portion of his considerable magic and all of his physical strength. Harry twisted his magic with the intent for the stunning spell.
The sound of Harry's fist hitting the side of the Horntail's head was heard throughout the entire stadium. The magical backlash that washed out and over the crowd was sensed by any being within five kilometers that had a drop of magic within them. A dragon's hide was very hard to penetrate with magic. Yet the horntail didn't stand a chance against what Harry had just done. She was unconscious with her head and neck landing five yards away. She crashed to the ground and didn't move except for slowly breathing. The crowd had been blown back in their seats by the magical wave. Stunned silence filled the stadium for maybe half a minute. Harry calmly walked over and retrieved the golden egg. The stadium erupted in cheers. He walked calmly
towards the medical tent where he could see a stunned Pomfrey, Krum, Cedric, and Fleur looking out at him.
A few minutes later Neville, Hermione, and Ron came down to the tent. Hermione hurtled into him and wrapped him in a hug.
"You were brilliant Harry," Hermione declared before kissing him. "Yeah Harry. How on Earth did you do that?" Neville asked. "Magic," Harry said cheekily. Harry's smile faded when he saw Ron.
"Harry I reckon I was wrong. I think whoever put your name in is trying to do you in," Ron said.
"No shit Sherlock," Harry said.
"I should have believed you. I'm sorry," Ron said.
Harry didn't respond for a while. Ron had done this shit one too many times in Harry's book.
"You're forgiven Ron. But this isn't forgotten. Do it again and we're through," Harry said. "Excuse me lads. I need to go see my score."
Harry didn't release Hermione as he stepped out of the champion's tent, his arm still wrapped around her waist. Hermione gasped as the crowd let out another cheer. The judges began shooting ribbons out of their wand. Maxine sent out a 10. Crouch sent out another 10. Dumbledore sent out a 10. Bagman sent out a 10. Karakov sent out an 8 and looked very disgruntled about that fact.
"Those are the best scores yet. You're in the lead," Hermione whispered into her boyfriend's ear.
"Neat," Harry said with a casual grin.
Hermione looked over at the sleeping dragon which the handlers were tending to. It looked even bigger from down here in the stadium.
"Will the champions please return to the champion's tent," Bagman requested with a sonorous charm.
"I'll wait for you outside," Hermione said. Harry nodded and went to the tent in question.
"Neville," Susan Bones said from where she walked up nearby with Hannah Abbot. "Susan, Hannah, hi," Neville said with surprise. "Hi," Susan replied. "Could I talk to you for a moment alone?" "Sure," Neville said and walked a short distance away with Neville.
"What's that about?" Ron asked.
"Susan likes Neville. She's asking him to Hogsmeade. We just recently found out he likes her too," Hannah said while glancing at Hermione.
Ron was dense but even he caught the glance and asked, "You told them?"
"Yes. I know Hannah and Susan from runes class. I thought I'd help Neville out," Hermione said as Susan and Neville walked back over standing close.
"Thank you, Hermione," Neville said.
"Yes. Thank you," Susan added. "Well I guess I will see you for our date," She added while seeming reluctant to leave Neville's company.
"There's sure to be a party in the Gryffindor common room. Why don't you join us," Hermione invited.
"Is that even aloud?" Hannah asked. "People from other houses going into common rooms?" "There is no rule prohibiting it in Hogwarts rules," Hermione answered. "Listen to her. If anyone would know it would be Hermione," Ron said with a grin. "It sounds like fun," Susan said while Hannah nodded agreement.
A few minutes later Harry emerged from the tent.
"Hello Hannah, Susan," Harry greeted.
"Hello Harry," Hannah replied while Susan nodded.
"What did they want?" Hermione asked as she and Harry held hands while walking back towards the castle.
A shy Neville took courage from Harry and reached out to do the same with Susan. She blushed but didn't pull her hand away.
"Don't get any ideas," Hannah said while glancing at Ron.
Harry covered a laugh and said, "They wanted to give us instructions for the second task. They said the clue about what the task is about is contained within the golden egg. You probably didn't hear it because the tent was silenced. Fleur tried opening her egg. There was this horrible screeching sound that came out."
"I wonder if it is from some type of monster?" Hannah asked. "Perhaps a banshee," Susan suggested. "Possibly," Hermione said. "We'll figure it out. Hey, there is Luna." "Let's invite her to the party," Harry suggested.
Luna seemed pleased to be invited. Most people probably missed it. Yet Harry and Hermione noticed Luna's slightly saddened look when she saw Neville holding hands with Susan. Luna then seemed to give Ron a few appraising stares. When they made it back to the common room there was indeed a party in swing. The common room was packed until Harry performed a space expansion charm. It would fade in a few hours if not reapplied because it wasn't the runic version. For now, it would suffice. Harry and Hermione enjoyed the party taking the opportunity to dance to some music Harry was able to provide. The magical raised were very curious about his music player which was shielded from magic thanks to the technology he had access to onboard the Harion. All enjoyed the muggle music. Neville and Susan were dancing together. Ron even got some dances in with Luna. The snacks the Weasley twins had procured were well received. All had a fun time.
During a slow song, Harry held Hermione as they danced.
"I'm glad we were able to come back to be with our friends. Time jumping and spending more time with you was wonderful. But I didn't realize how much I missed our friends," Hermione sent mentally to Harry.
Her occlumency and legilimency had progressed to the point where she didn't need Harry to use his mental skills to pick up on her thoughts.
"I missed them too. I didn't really miss Ron. Neville is a good bloke. I'm glad to see he is pretty happy with Susan," Harry said.
"At least Ron apologized. Time will tell if he remains mature about things," Hermione pointed out.
"I think Luna has him pretty well distracted for now," Harry noted while glancing over at the pair slow dancing.
"They could be good together," Hermione mused.
The couple continued to dance and enjoy the party until dinner time.
As Harry, Arya, and Roran got on Saphira's back he thought back to the conversation the night before on how best to get his guards into Helgrind.
"I will lift all of you up with magic. It is likely that there are wards to alert those inside to any climbers. You will all run to the base of Helgrind and then I will lift you up to whatever entrance we find," Harry said.
"Shadeslayer, I know you are strong. But are you strong enough to lift all of us that height and not unduly tire yourself?" Tothen asked.
"I am," Harry assured.
"It is the best plan I have heard so far," Blodgharm said.
Saphira lifted into the air. The guards began running towards the base of Helgrind with disillusionment charms upon them. The disillusionment charms took less magical power than true invisibility spells. Stealth wouldn't matter forever. Soon enough they would be attacking the Ra'zac openly. The chances of someone looking out from Helgrind and seeing the running disillusioned elves were slim. Saphira drew close enough to Helgrind that her passengers could begin inspecting the rocky spire for an opening.
"The slaves are gone," Arya noted. "The Ra'zac must have claimed them during the night." "Aye," Harry responded mentally. "I do not see any opening." "Neither do I," Saphira said. "Could it be concealed with magic?" Roran asked.
"It very well could be," Arya replied.
Harry cast his mind into Hellgrind looking for any sign of the Ra'zac or their targets. He detected the golem that was Katrina. The golem didn't have a mind of its own. What he was actually sensing was Katrina's mind controlling it remotely. There was also her father Sloan present. Yet there was no presence of the Ra'zac or Lethrblaka on the mental scape. Harry was willing to bet they were in fact present.
"I cannot detect the Ra'zac or Lethrblaka," Harry sent.
"Nor I. If they have no mental presence that would explain what made them so challenging for the Riders to hunt and what makes them so useful a tool to Galbatorix," Arya replied.
"We'll just have to go in with the expectation that they are there," Harry said.
"Shadeslayer," Uthinare sent from the bottom of Helgrind. "I believe that flower you may not have noticed is actually an indicator from those outside of the location to the entrance. Notice that no other vegetation grows anywhere within."
Sure enough Harry took note of the small flower blooming where no other vegetation grew. Harry levitated a pebble from the surface far below and sent it buzzing towards the region where the flower was. The pebble passed right through the illusion.
"Great catch," Harry replied. "Damn it is handy to have twelve more elves around."
Harry sent the last part just to Arya, Roran, and Saphira. Harry reached down with his power and levitated the twelve elves up to their height. Saphira moved forward and disappeared through the illusionary rock. The twelve elves were levitated in behind her. They were in a large cave. Five smaller tunnels ran off from this entrance. There were also several larger tunnels big enough for Saphira. No doubt these were meant for the Lethrblaka.
"The smell," Arya noted mentally. The plan was for mental communication only once in Helgrind at least until they engaged their
foe. This was the least likely to give away their location.
"It smells of damp, mold, and rotting flesh," Blodgharm responded.
All the elves with their enhanced senses and Harry picked it up. Their examination of the cave was cut short as the two Lethrblaka came surging out of the larger tunnels straight for Saphira. Harry, Arya, and Roran had been in the process of dismounting Saphira. Arya managed to leap clear. Harry used magic to knock Roran clear while leaping at the smaller of the two Lethrblaka. Harry would later review the recording his probe took of events to watch what happened between the Ra'zac and his guards. But needless to say, twelve elves plus Roran could handle the two Ra'zac. The guards were all elite warriors to be tasked with guarding Eragon and Saphira.
Harry wasn't about to leave Saphira to face the two Lethrblaka alone. He had no hope of stopping the momentum of the smaller Lethrblaka with the power in his physical body. Instead, he redirected it. He apparated to the creature's side. Short range teleportation was possible for objects in this world's magic system. If anyone questioned him he would say he figured out how to do it for himself in battle yet it was extremely energy taxing. Harry's right fist came forward backed with considerable telekinetic force and slammed into the side of the Lethrblaka's body. The telekinetic force drove the creature off course enough that it slammed into a side wall of the cavern instead of into Saphira. Saphira engaged with the larger of the two Lethrblaka. The two went at each other beak, tooth, and claw in a violent battle of titanic creatures.
Harry summoned several long spears out of pocket dimensional storage into the hands of Arya and Roran. The spears had been prepared before hand made of advanced material from the Harion and sharpened down to an atomic level. His left hand shot out and sent a bolt of powerful lightning into the smaller of the Lethrblaka acting much like a taser. The Lethrblaka was paralyzed unable to move other than writhing on the lightning. That was all the opening Arya needed. She hurled her spear directly into the Lethrblaka's side. Roran's spear didn't quite sink so deep but was no less embedded into the Lethrblaka. Harry surged forward with Zar'roc and cleaved the Lethrblaka's head off. Harry, Arya, and Roran turned their attention towards Saphira to find two of the guards had already come to her assistance.
Yaela and Invidia had each taken up long spears from the pile Harry had transported into the cave and were hurtling them into the larger Lethrblaka when Saphira surged clear. The larger creature had two spears sticking out of it and was screeching in agony at its mate's death. Harry's lightning spell from his right hand into the creature turned that agony into convulsions. No less than four spears surged forward into the remaining Lethrblaka. Harry turned and saw the Ra'zac corpses lying on the ground cut to pieces by his guard leaking blue green blood.
"Is everyone alright?" Harry asked.
"No more than a few cuts and bruises Shadeslayer," Blodgharm reported. "Two creatures, even ones so foul, were no match for twelve of us."
"Saphira?" Harry asked. "I have a few injuries. Yet nothing too severe," Saphira replied. Harry and Arya went about healing Saphira. "As we planned we will go as a group to retrieve Katrina. No splitting up," Harry directed. "Yes Shadeslayer," Blodgharm agreed.
When the group reached the row of cells, Harry immediately unlocked the door to Katrina's cell with magic. Roran rushed in to free her golem. Harry walked over and opened the door to Sloan's cell. Arya was with him.
"Who's there?" Sloan asked.
The Ra'zac had pecked out Sloan's eyes. Harry cast a spell which put Sloan to sleep. It would be easier to deal with the man that way.
"Father," Katrina said in surprise when she saw him. "He's alive. But the Ra'zac have pecked out his eyes," Harry said.
"I have him Shadeslayer," Laufin said as he picked up Sloan gently and slung the man over his shoulder.
The group quickly made their way back to the entrance of Helgrind.
"We should not linger any longer even if we desire to search this place," Blodgharm suggested. "It is possible Galbatorix put protections in place to tell him if the Ra'zac were killed."
"I agree," Harry said. "Let's stow everyone away."
Harry went through the process of enchanting his guards, Roran, and Katrina to sleep before stowing them along with Sloan in his pocket dimension. Soon Saphira was in the air with only Harry and Arya on her back.
"That went as well as can be expected," Arya sent. "Yes. The Ra'zac really didn't stand a chance," Saphira said. "There were too many of us."
"Given the unfairness of how they have preyed upon humans for so long I don't feel bad in the least," Harry replied.
Arya's arms had been wrapped around her lover's midsection. She slowly let them slide down until her hands were slowly massaging his hardening shaft. The motion wasn't urgent. Harry turned his head enough to meet her eyes. She threw him a mischievous smile mixed with a little lust. Arya, Harry had learned, often got like this after a battle.
"Do you two want me to land?" Saphira asked.
"Not yet," Arya replied. "I'm just teasing him for now. Let's get further away from Helgrind." Harry, Arya, and Saphira had gotten far more comfortable of late casually mentioning sexual activities since Saphira often experienced the activities from the perspective of her Rider or his mate. Sometimes she experienced it from the perspective of both. To take his mind off of what she was slowly doing with her hand Arya asked, "Eragon, have you ever given any thougth to what we will do after the war is over?"
Harry loved the fact that she included herself in that sentence.
"A little. I realize this war could go on for decades or possibly longer. It also might only last a year or less. But I've considered rebuilding the Rider order. There would be changes of course," Harry said.
"What sort of changes?" Arya asked curiously.
"The first change would be in the nature of their relationships with others. The Riders were discouraged from having families. They lay with others from time to time. But they were
actively discouraged from forming lasting relationships. I would encourage lasting relationships," Harry said.
"I'm happy to hear that," Arya said and her happiness shown through in her thoughts. "I think it will improve the overall happiness of the Riders," Harry said. "I'm sure it will. What else will you change?" Arya asked.
"I plan to form a council of elders like before which I will preside over. I also plan to form a small group of Riders that will be the elite operating in the shadows. They will be the best of the best. The regular Riders will go about keeping the peace in normal times. But when situations grow beyond their capability this elite group will be called in. The elite group will have special privileges," Harry explained.
"I like the idea," Arya said. "In time you would be the Vrael of the Riders."
Vrael was the former leader of the Riders.
"Yes," Harry confirmed.
Harry and Arya continued to discuss plans for the Riders as they flew with occasional input from Saphira.
Hogwarts "It's strange being back here," Lily said into the silence startling Hermione.
Hermione had been sitting at a table in the library reading a book when Lily suddenly spoke into the silence.
"Agh," Hermione cried in surprise as she clutched at her heart.
"I'm glad I put up a silencing barrier around us," Lily said.
"Mrs. Potter," Hermione said with awe recognizing the older woman from Harry's pictures.
"Call me Lily please. After all, I'm not actually that much older than than you," Lily said.
"Alright," Hermione said. "Why are you here? Not to sounds rude. How is nobody screaming around about seeing a dead Lily Potter here."
"Harry has ways of getting in and out of places unseen," Lily said. "I am here because I wanted to meet you Hermione. We didn't get a chance to really talk when I was at your house before."
"You did?" Hermione said surprised.
"I did," Lily confirmed. "Sirius has told me quite a bit about you. He said you are a lot like me. I can definitely see that from what I have observed. It isn't easy being a beautiful muggleborn witch who demonstrates intelligence."
"I'm not beautiful, not like you," Hermione said.
"Dear, you are gorgeous. And that is just on the outside. Harry loves you very much," Lily said. Hermione smiled at the mention of Harry. "You make him very happy."
"Thank you," Hermione replied. "He makes me very happy."
"So tell me more about yourself Hermione. I want to get to know you," Lily said. "Maybe not quite as well as my son has," She added teasingly causing Hermione to blush.
The two witches began chatting. Hermione got to ask Hermione some of the questions she had about what it meant to marry a wizard in the magical world and all that went with it. Over the next several hours they got to know one another quite well.
St. Mungos
Alice Longbottom suddenly became aware of her surroundings for the first time in over a decade. When she grew aware she saw her best friend Lily Potter.
"Lils, what is going on? Am I dead? We heard about you and James being killed by Voldemort," Alice said. Then she remembered more. "Merlin, the Death Eaters. Frank, Neville," Alice cried.
Alice had been sitting on one of the small rooms within the ward laying in a recliner. "Calm down Alice," Lily said. "Harry and James are tending to Frank now." "Harry. Harry is just a little boy," Alice said.
"Alice, there is no easy way to break this to you. You have been in a comatose state for a long time due to the cruciatus curse you and Frank were put under. Neville and Harry are in their fourth year at Hogwarts. Due to some very advanced healing we have gained access to we have been able to heal you whereas the healers have not been able to help you," Lily said.
Alice sat stunned. "So long out of it," Alice said as tears came to her eyes. "I missed my baby growing up."
"I know Alice. I did too," Lily replied as she also began to tear up.
The two best friends hugged each other as they began to cry. James was the one to fill Frank in on what was going on.
Begin Smut Scene
Harry thrust his hips down and forward driving his prick into the soft folds of Arya's snatch. He felt her insides slip around him as he buried himself into her vaginal sleeve. She cried out and wrapped her legs around him when his groin met the softness of her mound. Her fingernails dug into his sides while her gaze focused so that her eyes were locked upon his. Arya groaned and drew his head down so that their mouths met. The kiss was hungry and heated. She flexed her kegel muscles around his buried length. The two lovers paused there for a time as they adjusted to the sensations of being joined. Then Harry started moving his hips a small distance at first. He rocked back and forth reveling in the sensation of her soft flesh clinging to his length. Her moist heat surrounded him enhancing the softness of her core. Harry reached down and helped her slip her tunic off. He bent his body so that his mouth found one of her nipples. He sucked on the tip of her tit gently for several thrusts before he switched to her other breast. Arya hissed approvingly and clutched at his head.
Arya squirmed beneath her lover as he drove his tool into her flower, impaling her with his hardness. He was incredibly hard and hot within her core. She could feel every delicious part of his manhood stuffing and stretching her sex in all the best places. His mouth traveled from her breasts up to her collar bone where he nibbled and suckled before traveling up to her ear. The moan he let out sent a thrilling surge through her cunny. Another good thrust saw the tip of his prick hitting the nerve cluster at the front of her sleeve which sent a wave of ecstasy flowing through her. He switched to a more horizontal movement which saw him able to drive his length further into her snatch. The new movement also served to rub his body against hers more. She felt muscular flesh move against her. She cried out as he thrust hard into her. She felt his testicles bounce off of her. He drew his head back and she could see the fire in his eyes burning with need for her. He grunted as he pumped her quim again and again. She heard him whisper her name with a half-moan. It sent a tingle of delight down her spine to hear him say her name like that.
Harry leaned back and drew his upper body up to a more vertical position leaning over Arya. This new view allowed him to see her beauty vividly. He watched his dick sliding in and out of her pussy glistening with the juices that proved how much she wanted him. He felt her snatch gripping his length as he drove to and pulled from her sleeve. Her legs had slipped off his backside with the position change and so he grasped her by her calves using a little magic to aid in staying upright. He brought her left calve up to her lips and kissed his way up to her ankle. Arya gasped and cooed approvingly beneath him as he skewered her body. She felt like she was made for him. Harry pushed his magic into her and felt his essence intermingling with hers. With each passing stroke of his prick into her cunny he felt his desire growing and growing until
it was a visceral hunger inside of him. Harry turned her onto her side and leaned over her. He braced his hands on either side of her and began moving faster. He was rapidly pumping her pussy with his cock and listening to the soft cries of joy she let out. Arya stared up at him with eyes half-lidded with lust. The knowledge that this absolutely gorgeous creature was lying beneath him allowing Harry to have his way with her body satisfied him like no other act could. He felt her consciously working her kegel muscles around him.
Arya rolled onto her front and then rose up onto her hands and knees in one smooth motion. She felt her lover adjust easily and his hands settled onto her hips. He was stimulating entirely different parts of her sex. She looked back and saw him staring at her rump as it bounced off his groin. She smiled with satisfaction at herself. She felt him growing harder and twitching inside of her as his arousal intensified. His grip on her hips was powerful as he thrust away at her. Her frame shook as she took his manhood eagerly. She really loved that moment...feeling the man she craved giving his all to bury himself in her core. She was unbelievably satisfied that in that moment he was all hers and desired only to be inside of her. He leaned down over her after a while and brought his mouth to her ear. He nibbled the tip of her pointed ear affectionately as he covered her and pressed himself on top of her. She let him play with her ear for a while before turning her head and capturing his lips in a kiss that sent heat through both of them. Sweat began to form on both of their bodies as they slid against one another. Arya felt the slow buildup of tension in her belly muscles as an orgasm began to build. His hands came up and cupped her breasts possessively. His hands felt simply magical as he played with her and took his joy from her body. She squeezed her quim around him each time he had his full length inside of her and relaxed when he had the least of his length within her.
Harry was reminded his lover was an elf with the full speed and grace of her kind when he found himself on his back with her on top of him. She didn't even seem to slow in her movements as she bounced on top of his pole staring down at him with a look of smug satisfaction. Harry's hands gripped her hips and he sent his hips upwards in a thrust that drove his tool deep into her core along with a surge of arcane energy that wiped the smugness from her lips. A moan was torn from her throat. He followed with a repeat thrust and she threw her head back with a cry. Harry's grip shifted as his fingers closed over part of Arya's bum. He felt the cheeks of her bottom conform to his grip. His fingertips found where they were joined with her slickness sliding beneath him. He drew her faster and harder down upon him. Harry used her own strength to match his pace. It was a race now with the end result being climax. They could both feel it. Arya's eyes were locked with his gaze and they both felt the passion as a physical heat.
"I'm so close," Arya whispered. "Me too," Harry replied.
The slap-slap-slap of their wet bodies meeting filled the room along with their breathing. Finally Arya threw her sex down around his entire length and clamped down on him. She began moaning deeply and giving sharp cries as he felt her sex rippling along his length. Harry let loose and grunted repeatedly as he injected his seed into her core. He pulled her down pressing as much of her body against his as he could while still maintaining eye contact. The intimacy was unmatched. The orgasm seemed to go on forever and neither wanted it to end.
They fought to regain their breath many minutes later and just held one another still joined. Arya laid relaxed on top of him nuzzling her mouth against the side of his face. Harry held her feeling intensely drawn to the gorgeous woman. He was perfectly happy in that moment and so was she. The two lovers fell asleep within their room in the magical tent they were in.
End Smut Scene
Longbottom Manor
"Gran really isn't going to be happy that I'm out of school," Neville warned as he led Harry up to the front door of Longbottom Manor.
Harry had asked Neville to portkey with him to Longbottom Manor to discusss an important matter with his grandmother.
"I promise everything will work out," Harry said. The door they were approaching was suddenly opened by a severe looking other woman.
"Neville, what is the meaning of this?" Augusta demanded. "When the wards alerted me of your presence I could not see what would bring you out of Hogwarts. You must be Harry Potter. You're the spitting image of James."
"This is my doing ma'am. I needed to speak to you about an important matter," Harry said.
"Well come in. No use standing out there," Augusta said as she stepped back and held the door open.
"Thank you, Ma'am," Harry replied.
"Follow me," Augusta said. "Would you like some tea?"
"No thank you," Harry replied.
Augusta led them into what was obviously a study and invited them to have a seat.
"Now then. What was so important?" Augusta asked.
"What do you know about the reason behind why Voldemort came after me in 1981 Ma'am?" Harry asked.
Augusta jumped slightly at the name but otherwise showed no reaction.
"I assume he had meant to kill your parents for the fact they had run into him several times. Other than that I have no idea why he would personally attack a baby," Augusta said.
"There was a prophecy made. Two children fit the propechy until Voldeort marked one of those children. The other person that could have been the child of prophecy was Neville," Harry said while glancing at his friend.
"Me?" Neville asked in surprise. "Yes you," Harry confirmed. "Is that why they came after us that night?" Augusta asked in a whisper.
"I imagine it was," Harry confirmed. "Voldemort likely told some of his Death Eaters parts of the prophecy. The reason I am telling you this now is because I have made great strides in training to fight Voldemort. In those strides I have come across a resource of great healing." Both Longbottoms perked up at hearing this. "I used it on Frank and Alice. Do not be alarmed when they appear moments from now."
Augusta opened her mouth to say something. But then Frank and Alice appeared in the room whole and healthy. There was a stunned silence for several long seconds.
"Mum, Dad," Neville cried as he rose to his feet and ran over to his parents.
Frank and Alice were crying happy tears as they embraced their son. Augusta also rose but at a much more sedate pace. She walked closer to her son and he wrapped his arm around her. Harry noticed the elder woman was crying. Harry gave the family several minutes. He looked around the study looking at the place he should have grown up. Potter Manor had been burned down by Death Eaters. Harry had used the Harion to reconstruct the manor house. It was now under the Fidelius charm with Rhaezael being the secret keeper. Harry's grandfather Charles and grandmother Dorea Potter were currently living there along with James and Lily. Harry was having a second Potter Manor constructed on the extensive property Potter Manor sat upon. The two manor houses would be a good distance apart. He intended for himself and Hermione to live there one day.
Harry was brought out of his musings by Neville embracing him in a bear hug.
"I can't thank you enough Harry," Neville said.
"It was my please Neville," Harry said.
"We might as well tell them the rest," Alice said as she came up and wrapped an arm around her godson who she had gotten to know recently.
"There's more?" Augusta asked.
"Harry didn't just save us. The resources he gained access to allowed him to save his parents," Frank explained which caused Augusta and Neville's eyes to go wide.
"Not just them," Aaron Longbottom said as he stepped into the study. "Dad," Frank said as spun to the entrance of the study along with everyone else. "Hello son," Aaron said while only having eyes for his wife. "Aaron," Augusta said as fresh tears came to her eyes. "Is it really you?" "Yes dear," Aaron said as he drew closer and then sweapt her into a hug. "Harry, has anyone ever told you that you give the best presents?" Alice teased her godson.
"You haven't seen anything yet," Harry said. When Aaron and Augusta drew back from their hug it was apparent that Augusta had lived over a decade longer than her husband. And those were hard years. "Ma'am, could I perform a spell on you?"
"Harry, given what you have given me back, of course you can," Augusta said.
"You as well Sir," Harry said.
James and Lily had entered the library during all of the commotion. They were standing near Frank and Alice. Neville of course recognized them from the family photos he had grown up around.
"Of course," Aaron said.
Harry raised a hand in front of each of their faces. His hands glowed brilliantly which encompassed the two before him. A few minutes later the glow faded to reveal a witch and wizard not much older than James and Lily.
"Wow," Frank said. "Look in a mirror mum and dad."
The two looked at a nearby mirror and gasped.
"How?" Aaron asked.
"I've been discovering many magics during the journey I've been on," Harry said. "That's all I'll say on that matter."
"Harry loves his mysteries I've found," Neville said. "Though he had more of them than I realized."
"Are Charlus and Dorea back as well?" Augusta asked James and Lily.
"Yes and looking just as young as you two," James said. "Harry brought my parents back as well," Lily added. "This is wonderful," Augusta exclaimed. "I think we have a lot to catch up with recent events," Aaron said. What followed was the group sitting down and catching up on events. East Grinstead, England
"Ready to face the lion's den?" Emma asked Harry teasingly as she walked before him with Dan. Harry's left arm held Hermione's right arm while his right held a bag of dinner rolls. "Mum," Hermione hissed. "Just teasing him Hermione," Emma said playfully with a laugh.
"My family isn't that bad," Dan had time to say before they entered the large room with many people.
Harry, Hermione, Dan, and Emma were attending the Granger family reunion at a large meeting room off of the East Grinstead community center. The Grangers gathered here annually. Hermione hadn't been able to attend because she had been away at boarding school for the past several years.
"Hermione," Ruth Granger exclaimed happily as she saw her granddaughter. "What an unexpected surprise," She added as she pulled Hermione into a hug. The warmly smiling woman pulled back and then looked at Harry. "And who is this strapping young gentleman?"
"Grandma, this is my boyfriend Harry," Hermione introduced. "Harry, this is my Grandma Granger."
"It's a pleasure to meet you ma'am," Harry replied.
"Likewise, Harry. How are you able to be here today? I thought you were away at your boarding school in Scotland?" Ruth asked.
"I was. Harry arranged transport down for us so we could come today," Hermione explained. "Well thank you, Harry," Ruth said with a pleased smile.
Harry was introduced to many relatives before the meal began. "Cousin Tessa has certainly taken an interest in you," Hermione sent to Harry as she ate.
"That's the one you said has already been really bitchy to you right?" Harry clarified. "The blonde right?"
"That's the one. Her mother Lucille is married to my Uncle Gene. Gene is my dad's brother. Gene is nice. But Lucille is a stuck-up bitch who thinks she is better than us. Tessa used to love tormenting me growing up," Hermione explained.
"You're enjoying this quite a bit," Harry sent amused. "Sorry. But she was very mean to me growing up," Hermione said. "No need for apologies," Harry replied.
The best part for Hermione was when her Uncle Gene said to Harry, "Excuse me Harry. I don't mean to be rude. Are you the Harry Potter who co-owns Potter Enterprises? I could have sworn I saw you on the telly."
Harry blushed and said, "I don't find it rude at all. I am the same Harry Potter."
There were several gasps from family members that had heard this. Whispers quickly broke out when it was realized that Hermione was dating a billionaire that had been compared to Einstein in terms of intellect.
"Harry likes to keep a low profile when it comes to his fame," Emma told Gene. "Of course," Gene said understanding.
The look of envy on Tessa's face was priceless. The reunion wasn't just about spiting family members. Harry actually got to meet quite a few pleasant people. He also got to spend time with his girlfriend in a more mundane setting. Later as they were driving back to the Grangers, Hermione was cuddled up in the back seat of her father's BMW cuddling with Harry.
"That was fun," Hermione said. "I love magic. But it was nice just to do something normal." "I was beginning to think we couldn't do normal," Harry admitted.
"It's hard to be normal when you're world famous," Dan pointed out. "Gene admitted to me privately later it was nice to see Lucille's ego taken down a peg."
At Harry's confused expression Emma elaborated, "Gene is somewhat aware of his wife's
inflated ego always thinking she is better than everyone. Unfortunately Tessa has picked up on that attitude."
"Happy to help," Harry said.
The four discussed the family dynamics some more as they drove home.
Cokeworth, England
"Those portkeys are disorienting. Even more so with a blindfold on," Peter Evans said as he picked himself up off the ground.
"When can we take them off?" Dahlia Evans asked her daughter.
"You can take them off now," Lily told her parents.
The two removed their blindfolds to find their old house sitting before them.
"I thought you said the house was sold off after the gas leak killed us," Peter said with surprise.
"It was," Lily replied. "Petunia saw to that. Harry bought it back."
"Thank you Harry," Dahlia told her grandson who was also present as she wrapped him into a hug. "You don't know how much this house means to us."
"I have some idea," Harry said. "Mum has showed me plenty of memories of growing up here. You'll find the wards here are now strong enough to keep out any Death Eaters. Voldemort himself wouldn't be able to get into this house." Harry also had cloaked probes following each of his family members. The Evans had died in a gas leak according to the coroner's report. Harry speculated that a magical may have been involved. But there was no evidence of that. "All of the appliances have been updated so that they don't run on natural gas. So, that shouldn't be an issue either."
"We're very happy to hear that," Peter said.
Lily handed her father the keys and said as she walked up to the back door, "The keys can be used but aren't completely necessary. There is a runic array inside the door which recognizes your magical signature."
"Magical signature," Dahlia said in confusion as they entered the house. "But we're muggles." "Not for much longer," Harry said. "I have the ability to make a non-magical into a magical."
Lily was grinning at the amazed look on the faces of her parents. Her parents already looked like they were in their thirties thanks to their grandson's abilities. To find out they could use magic was a step further.
"When can we be made into magicals?" Peter asked.
"Right now," Harry said. "It won't take long. You're going to want to sleep it off after. So, let's head to the master bedroom."
"Alright," Dahlia said. "But I'm going to want a tour later. I notice some changes already."
"Harry made some magical upgrades," Lily said.
It was a relatively simple thing Peter and Dahlia were laying down in the master bed to give them magic. Harry put them to sleep with a spell. Then the cloaked probe altered them on a genetic level to make their physiology more advanced.
"They should sleep for a few hours," Harry said.
"Thank you for giving them back to me Harry. You're such a special young man. I love you more than words can say," Lily told her son.
"I love you too mum," Harry replied as he returned the hug she had initiated.
The fact that his mum had been willing to die for him proved how much she had loved him. Harry and Lily stuck around until her parents were awake again. Harry had already taken the opportunity to give them the naquadah serum which would allow for wandless magic. All of Harry's family members had been given the serum. Peter and Dahlia were metamorphmagi as well thanks to Harry's influence. Lily was going to enjoy teaching her parents the wonders of magic.