Chapter 4
"Yes, yes of course," Amelia said, suddenly snapping back into her usual demeanor after the shock of what she had just witnessed.
Amelia sent out a spell and it was only a minute later that half a dozen popping noises could be heard. A group of Aurors came rushing in through the broken wall with wands drawn.
"Director, are you alright? What happened?" A tall bald black wizard with one gold earring questioned.
"The action is over now Shacklebolt. Voldemort attacked," Amelia announced, stopping her Aurors cold.
Amelia was proud of herself for being able to say his name without a stutter. After seeing Voldemort getting his ass kicked by Harry, Amelia was a bit surer of the light side's chances.
"Voldemort Ma'am?" Shacklebolt prompted for clarification.
"He's back. I assume this is why Fudge has been upping our numbers quietly. And now we know the Dark Lord's response," Amelia said. "My brother is down the hall and to the right with his wife. She was crucioed I suspect from the state she arrived in. I will be taking the statements of my niece and her boyfriend."
"But Ma'am, protocol," began another Auror.
"I know what the protocol is Dawlish. Don't assume to lecture me on protocol," Amelia snapped. "Guard the grounds while Shacklebolt and Tenor do a patrol of the Manor. Be warned that Voldemort seems incapable of suffering any lasting harm. If he shows up…make as much noise and light as you can. I'll sick Harry on him," the witch declared with a straight face though those who knew her could see the hint of a smile in her eyes.
Amelia took off down the hall towards the center of the Manor and the ward control room. The witch led her niece and Harry into the room and closed the door before rounding on them.
"Alright…what the bloody hell just happened? How does a third year, no matter who he is, take on Voldemort and not end up dead?" Amelia probed.
Harry's eyes and more analyzed Amelia Bones. There was something eerily intense about those bright green eyes. Susan was looking to her boyfriend calmly and waiting for his reaction.
"I want a witch's oath that what I tell you will not be repeated without my permission. I only consider telling you because you are Susan's family and are very important to her," Harry stipulated.
Amelia's fast mind thought quickly and she realized this was likely the only chance she was going to get to find out what had just happened. It wasn't like she could force information out of the teen who had just taken on Voldemort.
Raising her wand, Amelia said, "On my magic I will not repeat what Harry Potter tells me in confidence without his permission."
A ribbon of light flew from Amelia's wand to Harry who mentally accepted the binding. When the light had absorbed into the two magicians Harry resumed his natural form. Amelia's expression turned shocked and her gaze swept over the mage's gorgeous elf-like form.
"Does that help explain?" Susan inquired of her aunt.
"Quite a bit," Amelia assured. "And about more than just today," the witch added. "It hints at why Harry has so many female friends and how he can maintain such friendships," the woman said suggestively.
"Auntie," Susan whined with a blush. Some of the tension from the near death experience had evaporated from the room but another type of tension was emerging. "Harry, you might want to change back. You're too damn irresistible in that form," Susan pointed out to her boyfriend.
"Quite right," Amelia agreed. Harry shifted back. "The question is…how did Voldemort manage to survive those wounds you dealt him?" The witch posed the query.
"I will need to do some research but I recall mention in some of my readings that there were creatures which could survive any physical wound and keep on going. Now if I recall correctly those were considered part of the undead, like some uber-inferi. I don't know if that's what Tom has made himself into but he doesn't smell like the undead," Harry explained. "It's very possible Tom discovered some variant."
"I'd be very interested in seeing what books you read Harry," Amelia said. "Why do you keep referring to Voldemort as Tom?"
"That's his real name. Let me tell you the history of Tom Marvolo Riddle," Harry began before going into the tale.
"Well…I'm not sure how to react to that revelation. No wonder he grew so enraged when you called him Tom," Amelia mused. "What I want to know is why Fudge never revealed Voldemort's return. It's obvious he knew Riddle was back now that I can look at his recent actions from a new angle."
"Cornelius knows Tom has spies in the Ministry so trusted nobody. He began the process of beefing up the Ministry's forces hoping that Tom wouldn't notice. Obviously that didn't work but now you have more resources at your disposal," Harry explained. "It's also obvious a press conference will need to be called. I'd suggest calling Cornelius here."
"Too right," Amelia agreed. "It's obvious Riddle is getting bolder."
Fudge arrived rather quickly after the messenger spell was sent.
"It's time to announce his return isn't it," Fudge said as soon as he saw the destroyed wall of Amelia's house.
"Indeed it is Sir," Harry answered.
"Well I suppose it had to happen sooner or later. I was just hoping it would be later. Amelia, I'm happy you are alright. Was anyone seriously injured?" Cornelius questioned.
"My sister-in-law was put under the Cruciatus but will suffer no lasting damage," Amelia answered.
"That's good to hear. Well I'd best go summon the vultures for a press conference," Cornelius said while giving Harry a pointed look.
"I'll be there and ready just like we planned. I'm sure a statement from Amelia wouldn't go amiss either," Harry said.
"I don't expect it will take long to organize. I'll let you know," Fudge replied before leaving the wards that had been restored in the time it had taken him to arrive.
"I'd best go get changed into something more presentable," Amelia muttered before leaving the front hall.
"Auror Shacklebolt," Harry addressed the black wizard who was stationed as a guard at Amelia's residence at that time.
"Call me Kingsley, Mr. Potter," Kingsley urged as he walked closer from his post near the open wall.
"Only if you'll call me Harry," the celebrity requested. "Are the Ministry crime scene investigators done with this scene?"
"Yes," Kingsley assured.
"Excellent," Harry said with a grin before drawing the Elder wand and giving it several swishes and flicks.
The damaged corridor and wall began repairing themselves. Shattered pieces of the wall began leaping back into place. In parts where matter had been disintegrated new material was conjured. In several seconds the entire corridor looked as good as new. Kingsley's eyebrows were much further up his reflective forehead showing his surprise.
"If you'll excuse Harry and I, Kingsley, we must get changed," Susan announced before dragging her boyfriend off to her bedroom to thank him thoroughly for saving her and her family.
"What are they teaching kids at Hogwarts these days," Kingsley muttered to himself as he returned to his post.
Ministry of Magic Atrium a short while later…
It didn't take the press long to show up after Cornelius had called a conference. The Ministry had been sparsely staffed because of the holiday vacations so not many Ministry personnel were at the back of the atrium watching the conference but there were a few.
"Ladies and gentlemen," Cornelius began as he stepped on the stage which had been erected in front of the Fountain of Magical Brethren. "Can I have your attention," Fudge continued as the crowd began to quite. The magical microphone carried the Minister's voice clearly to all those in attendance which included correspondents from the Daily Prophet, the Quibbler, and several reporters from the continent. A person from the Wizarding Wireless was also present to broadcast the conference live. When the crowd had quieted Cornelius began, "Joining me today will be Madam Amelia Bones and Harry Potter." As he spoke the two indicated magicians appeared on the stage via Harry's teleporting abilities. Many camera flashes went off, blinding Amelia and causing the Rider's elf-like eyes to adjust rapidly as if he were in combat against an enemy using light attacks.
"Minister, why is the Boy-Who-Lived here?" One reporter demanded.
"That'll be answered shortly if you will give me a chance to explain Timmons," Fudge replied. "A short while ago the resurrected dark wizard who calls himself Voldemort," Fudge began, earning several terrified screams at the feared moniker. "Attacked the residence of Madam Bones where she and her family along with Mr. Potter were residing."
Fudge paused for effect, waiting to see if any questions were forthcoming. He was not disappointed.
"You expect us to believe that when Madam Bones and Mr. Potter are standing alive and well right there?" An incredulous Rita Skeeter demanded.
"Miss Skeeter, if you'll recall Harry here has survived attacks from Tom Riddle before," Amelia interjected.
The reporters didn't miss much.
"What do you mean by attacks in plural?" Skeeter probed.
"And are you saying Voldemort's real name is Tom Riddle?" Xenophilius Lovegood asked.
Harry smiled minutely as Luna whispered into her father's ear, the invisibility band he had enchanted for her firmly on her arm. Only the Rider and Saphira could see Luna's form.
"It has been revealed to this administration recently that the terrorist known as Lord Voldemort was born Tom Marvolo Riddle," Amelia fronted that question.
Amelia's insinuation that Fudge knew provided the image of a solid front for the Ministry and Fudge was savvy enough to project the image that he wasn't surprised.
"As for being attacked by Tom Riddle previously other than when I was an infant…Tom has attacked me twice while at Hogwarts. Albus Dumbledore knew all about it. Until Minister Fudge and Madam Bones told me otherwise I had assumed Professor Dumbledore had informed the Ministry," Harry announced.
"Do you have any proof?" Skeeter questioned.
"Of course," Harry assured as he reached into a pocket and withdrew a small disk about the size of a button.
The wizard enlarged the object to reveal a shallow silver bowl. Harry drew several silvery threads from his head and laid them in the bowl which hung suspended in the air in front of its creator at shoulder height. Harry tapped a sequence of runes and suddenly a hologram began to play from the bowl large enough for all to see. "This occurred in my first year," the sorcerer explained as those watching witnessed him battling the shade of Voldemort in the Forbidden Forest. "And this occurred in my second year," Harry continued as one memory transitioned to the next. This second memory was quite an elaborate fabrication and had taken Harry and Saphira many hours to synthesize. Instead of the way things had actually turned out the audience was treated to Harry battling Salazar's basilisk with Gryffindor's Sword in the Chamber of Secrets with speed and agility the sword's first owner was fabled for. The shade of Voldemort's younger self could be observed egging the King of Serpents on.
There was awed silence for several moments after the memories finished. Skeeter was the first to ask a question.
"What about your encounter today?" Skeeter demanded.
Amelia answered this question, "For national security purposes we are not yet ready to release that memory."
Cornelius stepped forward at this moment and decided to distract the audience somewhat.
"I would also like to announce that it has been recently discovered that Sirius Black is innocent of all crimes he has been accused of," Fudge declared.
Another shocked silence ensued.
"But he was You-Know-Who's biggest supporter," a wizard in the crowd objected.
"As it turns out he wasn't. Sirius Black was imprisoned by the previous regime without ever receiving any type of trial. The Potters allowed and even encouraged the public to believe Black was their secret keeper to cover up the identity of the real secret keeper," Fudge explained before pausing at this point for suspense.
"Well who was the real secret keeper?" Skeeter demanded.
"Peter Pettigrew," Harry announced. "He was a rat animagus who was the actual wizard that killed all of those muggles Black was accused of killing. Pettigrew cut off his finger before transforming into a rat and escaping into the sewer in the pandemonium that ensued after the street exploded. He was the one who gave my parents up to Voldemort."
The reporters all began shouting questions until Fudge raised his hands for silence.
"Where is Black now Mr. Potter?" A witch asked when she had been pointed to by the Minister.
"Sirius is at an undisclosed location for his protection until such a time as the public at large becomes fully aware of his innocence," Harry replied.
"How long have you known his whereabouts?" Skeeter shouted with a fake smile without being called on.
Harry didn't bother responding to that question.
"Mr. Potter is fully cooperating with the Ministry and we with him," Fudge interjected at that point. The audience could all see the benefit of the Ministry and the only person capable of defeating Voldemort working together. "I'm afraid that is all we have time for at this moment. Further questions can be addressed to my office."
With that Fudge, Amelia, and Harry swept off the stage.
"Always leave them wanting more Harry," Fudge informed the younger wizard with a wink as he led the group towards the nearby lifts and his office.
"Well that was a very revealing and interesting press conference," Amelia said as soon as Fudge's office door was sealed and privacy charms were erected.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you a lot of that sooner Amelia but you must understand the need for as few people as possible to know. I'm assuming Harry has told you a great deal given his closeness with your niece," Cornelius replied while taking his seat behind his desk.
"Yes he has and I understand. I'm just glad you started increasing my department's resources before this news broke," Amelia answered.
"I highly recommend you station several Aurors at your home from now on and my home as well if you don't mind. We'll need to come up with some kind of system to protect Riddle's most likely targets, namely high ranking Ministry officials," Cornelius suggested.
"I might be able to help there," Harry suggested as he waved his hand towards Cornelius' desk and caused a one meter diameter sphere to appear hovering in the air above the desk.
"What is this?" Fudge inquired curiously while examining the sphere made out of some blue type of crystal that seemed to glow with energy.
Neither Amelia nor Fudge commented on Harry's use of wandless magic. Amelia now had some idea of just what Harry was, or thought she did. Cornelius thought he was sitting in the presence of the next Merlin after seeing the memories of Harry facing off against Riddle on several occasions.
"Think of it as a portable ward system with a very bad attitude if provoked," Harry suggested. "This ward sphere as I call it has the ability to sense threats in the surrounding space for several kilometers distance and react accordingly. The sphere can control the home's natural wards, alert a master system within the Ministry, and react with a few surprises of its own. If a response team is stationed within the Ministry at all times I believe the Ministry officials will be well protected. The spheres are designed to be invisible and hover at the apex of the ward dome above a property."
"Brilliant," Amelia declared.
Some of the enchantments and responses from the ward spheres were derived from ancient spells lost to common knowledge centuries and even millennia ago. Merlin's tome was quite useful.
"I'll provide spheres for the homes of the department heads, yourself Cornelius, and one alert station for here in the Ministry at no charge. But this is something that will be released on the market in the near future," Harry added.
"Thank you Harry," Cornelius replied. "I'm sure we'll all sleep better at night knowing these are watching over us."
"I'll organize the response teams," Amelia said as she stood.
"I'll show you how to work the alert station," Harry suggested as he also stood. "The system will be in place before the day is out."
"Very good…I will make sure Sirius' name is cleared officially and make sure the press has the appropriate notifications," Cornelius promised.
With that the meeting broke up.
Draco tried getting his father to pressure the Hogwarts Board of Governors into sacking Hagrid over the Holidays after Draco got himself attacked by a hippogryph during a Care of Magical Creatures class the previous term. But Lucius wouldn't even be bothered with such a petty complaint. Now that Voldemort had been revealed publicly the problems of a schoolboy couldn't be pandered to.
Lucius had barely survived Riddle's wrath upon the dark wizard's learning of the fate of the journal entrusted to the Malfoy Scion. When he had returned from the attack on Bones Manor Riddle had been in a bad way and had soon demanded that journal. When it was realized that the journal was unavailable Riddle had ordered Bella to give Lucius access to her vault to retrieve a goblet from within. Bella had been resistant but not for long. Voldemort did not suffer disobedience lightly.
"Do you have it Lucius?" Riddle demanded as he sat in the middle of a ritual circle completely naked when Lucius entered the dark lord's chambers.
"Yes my lord," Lucius assured while withdrawing the goblet from a case in his hands and passing it to the dark lord.
"You have done well Lucius. Now leave me," Riddle commanded while examining the goblet intently, immediately drawing power from it when it came into contact with his skin.
"Yes my lord," Lucius replied before backing out of the room.
"You may think you won Harry," Riddle said to himself as he began casting his magic into the goblet and feeling the essence within the enchanted object respond. "But I shall destroy your enchantment just as I shall destroy you one day soon."
Riddle snapped the magic binding his soul fragment to the goblet and was immediately attacked by the fragment. But when the piece of soul realized just who was holding it the fragment eagerly rejoined with the dark lord. Riddle's increased reserves overpowered the magic weakening him and he felt stronger than ever.
"Perhaps," Tom mused. "I should merge all but one of my fragments with myself."
Harry returned to his bedroom around midnight on Christmas Eve. He still officially spent the holidays at the Dursleys as far as the public knew but he was rarely ever there. The mage had long since adapted his portal enchantments to work with the wards around his bed. When the Rider stepped past the curtains surrounding his bed in Number 4 he was in fact stepping through a portal tied to his room in his tree house in his magical trunk. Similar enchantments on the beds of his lovers ensured they could join him in his bed anytime they wished. The Rider usually only rested for a few hours in the middle of the night and that was just to spend time with his ladies.
When Harry stepped past the curtains this evening he was expecting to be met by Hermione, Nym, Susan, Cho, Ginny, and Luna. He was surprised when only Luna was apparent. The blonde looked much more mature than usual.
"Is this the sixteen or seventeen year old version of you?" Harry asked as he slipped into the bed while Luna held the covers open for him.
As she pressed her scantily clad form to her boyfriend's Luna replied, "This is my seventeen year old form. The others have given me a part of my Christmas gift."
"And that would be?" Harry prompted although he thought he already knew.
"You," Luna asserted before kissing her wizard intensely and rolling over on top of him, straddling his hips.
Begin Smut Scene
Luna took her wizard's wand in hand and began stroking it firmly while rubbing her palm along the sensitive place just below his piss slit. The blonde had already cast the appropriate charm to ensure his prick would act as if lubricated so she was in no danger of rubbing his skin raw. Harry's tool hardened approvingly of the blonde's efforts. The couple were no stranger to each other's bodies. Indeed the pair had done everything but penetrating intercourse.
With a serene smile on her lips Luna whispered, "I'm so happy I will finally have you in me."
With that Luna leaned her hips forward and guided her favorite male organ to her already dripping slit. Harry's hands held the witch's hips as she slowly lowered herself onto his dick. Luna's mouth opened in a small expression of surprise while her eyes widened at the sensations she was experiencing during her first penetration. The young woman wiggled her hips and slowly enveloped the entirety of the sorcerer's stave. Harry felt his tip touch the back of the teen's snatch partway in so adjusted his size so that he perfectly filled her. Luna's hymen had long since been removed during a broom ride. Luna's wide eyes focused in on the orbs of her boyfriend as she ground her impaled pussy against her man's groin. An expression of pure adoration and love was directed from the Ravenclaw to her Gryffindor.
"I love you Luna," Harry whispered.
"I love you…and having you inside of me," Luna replied as she pulled up off of her lover a few inches before settling back down on his pelvis.
Despite having watched his other mates couple with him many times Luna's inexperience showed. Harry slid his hands from the beauty's hips as he sat up and cupped her bum cheeks while bringing his lips to Luna's mouth. The witch moaned into the kiss as her tongue explored his mouth, enjoying his taste as well as the sensations his movement generated in her cunny. Harry's immense strength allowed him to easily guide Luna's movements while he himself rocked his hips back and forth minutely in counterpart to her sex gliding up and down his shaft. The blonde's juices began to flow more copiously as her arousal increased along with the heat of her sleeve. The sorcerer was enjoying Luna's virginal tightness immensely as he pulled and pushed his prick out and in from her pink gash.
Breaking the kiss with a gasp as his sausage hit a particularly sensitive portion of her vagina Luna whispered, "Oh yes! Oh yes Harry! You feel amazing inside of me. Make love to me!"
Luna felt as if her body was brimming and overflowing with energy. She could feel the magic flowing from her man's hands into her bum cheeks where the power guided her muscles into the movements he wanted her to make. She was perfectly happy with him guiding her because every direction he sent her caused a new pleasure to light her nervous system up with activity. After she had whispered encouragingly into his ear Luna was delighted to feel his lips and tongue work their way along her neck down over her collar bone and to her breasts. His mouth hungrily sucked at her nipples and the pillow-like soft flesh surrounding her areoles without ever breaking the pace his shaft was setting between her spread thighs. Now the mage's thrusting was driving his dick more vertically as he moved her body straight up and down rather than at an angle like he had been before. Luna knew from talking with the other ladies of Harry's harem that this position allowed him to pump himself in and out of her quim without tipping her off into orgasm. He was going to make her first climax on his tool memorable.
Harry felt Luna's inner muscles gripping his thick manhood as she bounced in his lap. The blonde's moans and groans were growing louder and more frequent. The wizard was thankful his older lovers had schooled the Ravenclaw whose snatch was wrapped around his organ in the art of kegel flexing. Luna was putting those lessons to good use. In exchange Harry was putting his own well learned techniques to good use and directly manipulating the pleasure building in Luna's belly with his magic. Luna would not climax until her mate wanted her to. By this point the apex of the witch's bounce took her halfway off the sorcerer's stave. Luna's mind had passed into a magical trance of pleasure where all she knew was Harry and the feelings he generated in her own body. The warlock ran his hands all over the blonde's newly curvy form, allowing his telekinesis to guide her movements. To the elf-like Rider the scents and pheromones Luna was giving off were intoxicating, magnified a thousand fold by his physiology.
"My Luna, you will always be mine," Luna's consciousness registered the words at one point coming from her lover's fantastic lips.
Luna's eyes snapped open at those words and she locked eyes with those jade orbs of power which were a window to her man's soul.
"Yes! Yes I will always be yours," Luna asserted as the pace of their loving changed once more.
Now the warrior angled his thrusts so that his head rubbed firmly against the cluster of nerves known as the g-spot within Luna's sex with each movement. Her clit likewise met his groin repeatedly. The stroking wasn't as deep but it was even more effective now that Luna sensed an immense repository of wondrous ecstasy waiting to spill past the damn of magic Harry had erected within her belly. Luna's abdominal muscles began to flutter and minutely spasm as if she was nervous but she knew that wasn't it. The sheer power and control in her mate's eyes told Luna she was about to experience what the other ladies who shared his bed referred to as the most wondrous death. It wasn't a death of the body but a death of all coherent higher level thought. Luna would truly and happily lose her mind to the wizard with his sausage lodged in her cunny.
"I'm going to make you feel so damn wonderful, love," Harry assured as his hips moved rapidly while his telekinesis ensured his manhood stimulated the correct parts of Luna's passage.
Harry was a master of the art of lovemaking with all of his experience and the mental connection he could make with his women via telepathy. He knew exactly how to manipulate Luna's body to make her surrender herself to him fully. She was his and he was hers. The thick Rider's tool surged back and forth through the witch's stretched gash, rubbing the inner walls of her sleeve with heat derived from friction. The most intimate contact possible between man and woman was achieved as Luna's eyes closed tightly and she began to cry out. The blonde's inner muscles slipped from her voluntary control as they began to squeeze tightly and undulate around the prick that was likewise convulsing within her feminine embrace. The wizard's potent seed was pumped into the witch's perfect cauldron and mixed with her natural nectar to make a potion of lust, passion, and love which churned around the sex organs of the two beings.
The lower bodies of the two lovers exploded with pleasure which surged up into all of their extremities like tidal waves of ecstasy. Euphoria and bliss were announced with gasps and groans. Harry and Luna clung to each other as her sex squeezed him and his pulsing organ filled and stretched her. The pair rubbed themselves together for the longest time to coax out the maximum benefits of their mutual release.
"You are the most amazing person in my life and I never want to be without you," Luna whispered as she tried to catch her breath, sweat dripping from her brow as she lay with her head on Harry's chest.
"You'll never be without me love," Harry assured, his hands lazily exploring the witch's back half.
"Let me catch my breath and then you can prove to me everything Hermione, Nym, Susan, Cho, and Ginny have been saying about being buggered by you," Luna said, smiling when she felt the organ still inside of her pulse with excitement.
Warning Anal From Here…
Harry withdrew from Luna's core and rolled out from underneath her. The blonde positioned herself on all fours while looking back over her shoulder and wiggling her bum invitingly. Harry was on his knees and leaned forward, grasping the pale cheeks of the witches bum. Spreading those cheeks allowed Harry to see her virgin pucker clearly. The mage thrust out his tongue onto Luna's asshole and began channeling magic into the sensitive sphincter.
"Oh Merlin," Luna gasped and began squirming. "Don't stop Harry," the witch gasped as her man worked several fingers up her bum.
It wasn't the first time Luna had ever been anally fingered but it was definitely the first time she had ever taken his larger appendage in her back hole. The witch shuddered as she felt his fingers disappear only to be replaced with something much larger. Luna forced herself to relax even though Harry's magic would prevent any pain. She bore down on her sphincter even as her man started pressing forward.
"Oh…ugh," Luna moaned as the head of Harry's prick popped past her sphincter.
The blonde felt her mage slowly sink his wand up her butt. The magic in the shaft ensured she didn't feel even a little discomfort. The witch thanked her sorcerer's skill in lovemaking as she felt his pelvis meet with her rear cheeks. Harry was fully inside of her colon and Luna couldn't be happier. She turned her head and caught the rapturous look on his face as he experienced her virginal passage for the first time. Luna's lips sought Harry's and the couple kissed deeply, his tongue plundering her mouth and her taste organ exploring his. Luna moaned into the kiss as her body adjusted to the anal invasion. Harry pressed his muscular form over hers and she marveled at how light he was. The wizard could put all of his weight on her and with his elf-like form she was not overly burdened. Luna gasped and broke the kiss when she felt her man's right hand slip between her thighs and begin playing with her juicy folds.
"Harrrry," Luna keened. "Oh…Harry don't stop," the blonde pleaded as the sorcerer slowly began working his prick in and out of her stretched butthole. "Take my bum."
The witch beneath him began to grunt and moan as he worked his tool in and out of her rectum and Harry Potter couldn't have been happier. He had made love to his girlfriend when he took her vaginal virginity but her ass would be taken with a raunchier tempo. The warrior's dick was as hard as it could be plunging a short ways in and out between Luna's cheeks. The curvy blonde simply crouched there enduring the things he was doing to her body. While his right hand explored her slit the warlock's left explored her swinging tits. They had grown a few cup sizes since her ingestion of the metamorphmagus-polyjuice potion. The feel of Luna's anal sheathe sliding around his manhood was intensely satisfying to the Rider. Luna's tight teen ass felt as if it were made for Harry and she certainly gave it to him completely. Her inner muscles squeezed her man's shaft involuntarily, attempting to impede his movement but only encouraging him to push through her grip and plunder her innards.
"You are so delicious," Harry whispered into Luna's ear as he pumped his hips back and forth at a slight incline. Licking her exposed neck for a moment and then returning to her ear Harry added, "You smell, taste, and feel wonderful wrapped around my cock. I'm going to enjoy sliding this ass around my dick every day for the rest of eternity."
Harry's hot words set Luna's pussy on fire. That was in addition to the wonderful things his shaft was doing to her bowels. The Ravenclaw began putting the suggestions of her friends to use. Luna squeezed Harry's shaft with her rectal muscles as he pulled back. The beauty moaned approvingly or made another encouraging noise as he gave her backside an especially good jab. The witch even employed a charm Hermione and Nym had devised and drilled into her which was cast wandlessly and felt to the rutting wizard as if her right hand was cupping his balls and kneading them tenderly. Sweat dripped from the witch's form as friction generated heat between the two lovers bodies.
"My tight little ass is yours whenever you want it Harry," Luna assured in a throaty purr. "I'll bend over anywhere and anyplace for you to slide your thick meat between my buns and root out my colon."
Luna's frame shook as the force and power of her man's strokes increased, his pelvis impacting her lewdly skewered cheeks with increasing force as the moments progressed. Luna's mind lost all ability for higher thought as her pussy hovered at just the edge of wondrous explosion. Again the warlock's powers held her orgasm at bay while he had his way with her. Luna began pushing her tight little ass back and up into her man's thrust, eagerly impaling her guts on his hot manhood. A low keening emitted from the beauty as her nervous system began to send tiny impulses which made her muscles spasm minutely. Finally, far too long by Luna's estimation, Harry didn't want to hold his climax back anymore. With a primal roar the mage buried his cock all the way in Luna's intestines. The force of his thrust pushed the blonde down onto her stomach without ever dislodging Harry's organ. That organ was spewing forth a torrent of semen into Luna's passage. The blonde writhed beneath her man as the magical seed burned away the binds restricting her release and that pool of ecstasy in her belly spilled out into her core and surrounding extremities.
"Harrry," Luna gasped. "You're pumping your load up my tight teen asshole! Don't ever stop!"
Harry ground himself against the witch's soft rump, feeling her butt muscles constrict and coax more of his potion from his balls. The pleasure coursing through his nether regions was only matched by Luna's rapture he could sense through their connected minds. The blonde's snatch quickly became too sensitive to touch so he withdrew his hand and simply unloaded his seed completely into her intestines as they massaged his pulsing prick. The couple laid like this as their bodies experienced the most wondrous union.
A considerable amount of time later as Luna tried to catch her breath she felt her lover kissing and suckling on her neck to the right side of her head. His semi-hard sausage was still encased in her sleeve.
"Take me again Harry," Luna whispered.
Rolling onto his side without falling from the witch's rectum Harry's manhood hardened once more.
"Gladly," Harry assured as he began moving in Luna once more, the mood more sensual and relaxed now that animal lusts had been somewhat sated.
Luna would ask to be taken several more times that night before she collapsed asleep in exhaustion, sated more than she could believe. At that point the other ladies returned and attempted to sate their man's hunger for them. Only when Hermione, Nym, Ginny, and Cho were also passed out from pleasure overload did Harry allow himself to sleep. The smile on his lips was only matched by the expressions on the mouths of his witches.
End Smut Scene
"Come in," Harry invited Remus Lupin as he opened the door to his recently finished home.
The new Potter home was a cozy little two story number. Harry had been working with Dobby and several other Malfoy elves to construct the residence. Two stories tall and layered with so many wards the property was saturated with so much arcane energy the home just screamed magical. The structure was blue and inviting but only those with non-hostile intent towards the residents could get near the structure. Harry had built a large room on the back for Saphira to sleep in even without the effects of her magical collar.
"Thank you for inviting me Harry," Remus replied as he stepped into the home of the son of his deceased best friends.
Remus looked down the entrance hall as Harry took the new arrival's coat and immediately locked eyes with Sirius.
"Moony," Sirius whispered with tears threatening to fall.
"I'm sorry I doubted you Padfoot," Remus responded as he walked into the enlarged dining room where Sirius stood beside a chair at the table he had just risen from.
Melody was seated beside the former convict.
"I'm sorry that James, Lily, and I thought you might have been the traitor because of your condition," Sirius replied.
"Ok…you're both sorry for being idiots. Now hug already," Harry suggested.
Sirius let out a bark of laughter and declared, "That's a pure Lily response if I've ever heard one."
The two men embraced in a manly hug. At that moment more guests began to arrive. Out of the portal installed in what appeared to be a closet came Hermione, Dan, and Emma. Moments later Nym and her family arrived. As the Bones, Lovegoods, Longbottoms, Abbots and Changs arrived Hermione marched up to her boyfriend.
In a deceptively sweet voice Hermione inquired, "Harry did you perchance have anything to do with the miracle the telly newscasters have been raving about all morning?"
"To what are you referring Hermione?" Susan asked.
Hermione spotted a television in the corner of the room and asked, "Does that work?"
"Yes," Harry assured.
Hermione didn't bother asking how Harry had managed to get mundane technology to work with magic but instead walked over and switched on the device. The witch tuned to a television station. Immediately everyone present stopped to listen. Ginny arrived without her family as the silence fell. Ginny didn't want to subject her boyfriend to her mother.
"If you're just tuning in," the newscaster began. "The world is baffled today as what some are calling a Christmas miracle occurred. It would appear every child in the world received either several gifts or a lump of coal. These gifts were not given by the children's parents. Many witnesses describe seeing what can only be Santa and his sleigh pulled by a team of reindeer flying over their towns. The gifts were wrapped in identical wrapping paper." The newscaster held up a piece of creased wrapping paper that had a design which caught the eye and transfixed any who looked at it. The words Happy Christmas were repeated many times. The magicals viewing the telly noticed that the letter p repeated twice had tails shaped like lightning bolts. Harry's guests turned to stare at the wizard who did his best to look innocent. "Scientists and church officials alike are baffled."
The news caster went on to describe various reactions.
"Merlin," Amelia whispered. "The muggles know about magic."
"The non-magicals were going to learn about us at some point in the future anyway. I just took steps to ensure that it is on our terms and that they'll have a favorable view towards us when they do eventually figure out the truth," Harry explained.
"But how could you fly around the world in one night and give every child gifts or coal?" Remus inquired.
"Even you aren't that powerful…are you?" Ginny inquired.
"A guy has to have a little mystery," Harry replied with an enigmatic grin. "I only delivered to non-magical children."
In truth Harry had jumped Between times quite often last night. Harry had shape-shifted into what everyone thought Santa Claus looked like while enchanting Saphira to look like a team of reindeer and a sleigh. Strapped to the dragon's belly were runic sensor arrays which scanned the inhabitants of the homes Saphira flew over and relayed to Harry the three most wished for gifts of the children below. It was amazing how often those gifts overlapped. An interesting facet of magic was that it was much easier and took a lot less energy to replicate an object than to permanently conjure or transfigure something from scratch. Harry had only had to permanently conjure an object once and then house elves from around the world began duplicating the toys. The elves were eager to be of service to Harry Potter after Dobby had shared with them what he was. Dobby assured Harry that the house elves would never reveal the secrets of a High One.
As the elves rapidly duplicated the toys in his trunk forest Harry then simply teleported the gifts down to the houses below before Saphira moved on. It had been exhausting work but a little hop back in time gave the mage time to recover enough to finish supplying the world with toys.
"That's the secret pup…keep them wanting for more," Sirius crowed.
"Your father was always the same way. Although Lily eventually had him figured out…well as well as anyone could," Remus added as the group took a seat at the table.
"But aren't there millions of muggles?" Mrs. Abbott queried.
"Billions Madam," Dan corrected.
"Approaching seven billion rapidly," Emma added, causing the eyes of the elder magicals to widen comically.
"We can discuss the overpopulation issue over a fine meal," Harry suggested as everyone took their seats at the long table in the expanded dining room. Hermione and Nym sat on either side of their lover. "Dig in," the celebrity directed as he teleported in a wide variety of tasty house elf prepared dishes.
The group did happily dig in and had an enjoyable meal as they got to know each other. The adults quickly found they had a lot more in common than just the friendship of their children. Soon the adults would form friendships just as their charges had. The first Christmas at the new Potter home was a roaring success.