Lord and Ladies

Facing the Facts

With everybody sitting comfortably, Dumbledore started talking. "Most of you are already aware of what happened after the third task, but let me give you a brief introduction and some more details than I believe you have."

He went on, describing the events as clearly as possible. The big dog came close to Harry and put its muzzle on his knees, whining softly. Hermione hugged Harry tightly, but stayed alert to the explanations, as did the other girls.

"...So, to sum it up – the current Minister refuses to acknowledge the facts and refuses to do anything to prevent Voldemort from gaining power. Knowing that, I needed to find some other way to act. It then occurred to me that the only obstacle for Harry regaining his seats and his influence at the Wizengamot is his youth. Although some suggested that making him a champion was equivalent to emancipating him, that is not the case, according to Ministry's documents. I had to find another way. I knew of Daphne's betrothal, but it could not be acted on directly. It had to be done in a different way. I also noticed that Susan had a crush on Harry, or maybe more than a crush, but the only girl Harry was paying attention to was Hermione. The closeness between them made me believe that given the right circumstances, it could turn into more."

Harry was finally paying attention, yet the headmaster seemed to skip over the more embarrassing details.

"I sent Harry and Hermione to Potter Manor alone, hoping they would confess their love and act on it. A bit later I let Daphne join them and finally I sent Susan there as well. I was not disappointed. As soon enough I found they were receiving letters from both the Ministry and Gringotts. I didn't need to open them to know what they meant. The three young ladies are now legally married with Harry, making them all legally adult."

"But they're still children!" Hermione's mother protested.

"That's true in the non-magical world, but magic dictates different laws. Once the young people had shown their love to each other and indicated their willingness to be together for the rest of their lives, even if only in thought, Magic took over and married them. Our laws just have to fit around this fact."

Dumbledore looked around, waiting for some more questions, and then continued. "Now, as adult married people, they no longer need guardians of any sort. They can live in any of their possessions – this apartment being one of them, use their money and their political influence any way they like, or – of course – lay aside and do nothing. Knowing Harry and your daughters, I can't see that happening. Yet being so young, they may still need your advice and your support, even if it's just a loving word or a hug. They're still your children, and getting married didn't change that."

"Don't they need our financial support as well?" Hermione's father asked.

Dumbledore smiled, as did the other magical adults. "Harry may not know it yet, but his family has been one of the richest families in Britain for many generations. He can luxuriously support his family, as large as it may get, without working a single day, unless he wants to. You need not bother with that."

As it seemed like there were no other questions, Dumbledore moved to the next topic, not willing to lose the attention of his audience. "There's another thing I need to tell you, not directly concerning Harry or your daughters. Soon after the events of that fateful Halloween, Sirius Black, one of the Potter closest friends, was arrested as the main suspect in betraying their secret location to the dark lord and imprisoned without trial, based solely on some aurors hearing him mumble, 'It's all my fault.' I found out about his innocence only after he escaped prison, wanting to protect his godson – Harry – against the real traitor that was then found on Hogwarts grounds, biding his time as a rat. Just like in the other event, the minister refused to listen to logic and wouldn't give Mr. Black a trial, where his innocence could be proven. I hope this can be soon changed, but until then, Mr. Black needs to stay hidden. I can ask him to join us only if you all agree to keep this secret from the Ministry."

Madam Bones protested. "It's my job to find him. I can't promise that."

Dumbledore sighed. "I can give you some more information to prove him not guilty of the charges against him, but as longs as the Ministers' order, to give him a Dementor Kiss if found, is still in effect, I can't let you take him into custody, nor until I get your personal promise to give him a fair trial, if found."

Madam bones gave it a thought. "I can live with that. I won't do anything against him if I'm convinced that he doesn't mean harm to Harry or anybody else. You know he was also charged for killing Peter Petigrow and several muggles."

"I know, but Peter is still alive, seen only a few days ago by Harry, as I've just told you, and he's the one responsible for the muggles killed in that event. You still have Mr. Black's wand. It can be tested with 'priory incantatum' if you want."

"I'm surely going to do this, once I'm back at the office, and I'll have the Minister's order canceled, as the man deserves a fair trial, whatever he had done."

Dumbledore looked at the others, who nodded their heads in agreement. He then turned to the dog and smiled. A moment later, the dog turned into a thin man who first hugged Harry tightly and then Hermione, making it evident that they both knew him already. He then turned to Madam Bones, bowed down and kissed her knuckles elegantly. "You still look as nice as I remember you," he said.

Madam bones blushed at the compliment, waving him off.

Dumbledore invited Sirius to sit down. "Well, this is the notorious Sirius Black, who's been a close friend with Harry's parents and is now Harry's godfather."

With the tension broken, people were talking and moving around. Remus and Sirius were closest to Harry and were the first to congratulate him and his wives for their marriage. "Your father was still a virgin at your age," Sirius told him with a wide grin, not minding Harry's protests.

Madam Bones followed, congratulating them quite formally, yet she hugged Susan tightly and emotionally.

Hermione's parents came next. "She's been telling us so much about you, that we feel like we already know you," her mother told him, making Hermione blush. Her father only shook hands with Harry and reminded him, "Keep her happy, or else..."

The Greengrass adults came last. "We're glad you and Daphne completed the contract, although unknowingly and a bit early at that. We now need to think how to break this news to Astoria," the lady said.

"And we need to do it as soon as possible. I think this news will not stay secret much longer," her husband said. "You should find your copy of the contract and read it, though, although you need not hurry," he added.

As expected, the whole group stayed for dinner as well, and Thimble was glad to serve a delicious meal, gaining quite a few compliments.

It was much later when the youngsters were finally left alone. Dumbledore left them instructions of what to do and how to achieve certain goals. Hermione had written them down methodically, but even she was too exhausted to give them much thought.

"You may have each her own bedroom," Harry noted.

"And why would we prefer to sleep far from our husband?" Daphne asked teasingly.

"Sleeping alone for the last two nights seemed a bit odd," Susan added.

Harry didn't know what to say. Hermione grabbed his hand and led him to the master bedroom. Susan and Daphne followed. Once the door was closed, as if by mutual agreement, the girls cast the contraceptive charm and then they all stripped completely and climbed to bed, yet sleeping seemed to be very far from their minds.

Daphne started a long snog with Harry, that gradually turned into love making, with Susan and Hermione caressing the busy couple, enhancing the feeling of love and passion, until it all reached a fabulous peak, making Daphne scream before collapsing on Harry, fully sated. Hermione pushed Daphne aside and mounted Harry as well, only she preferred a different position. Hugging him tightly, she turned them both, ending on her back, under him.

Seeing her inviting smile, Harry couldn't resist. He started caressing and kissing, making love to her with passion and tenderness, until they both reached their peak. Susan had no more patience. She peeled Harry off Hermione, turned him around and straddled him. After reaching another peak, Harry felt completely spent. He only reached for Hermione, hugged her tightly, and fell promptly asleep. Daphne and Susan cuddled with them and followed suit.

Harry slept well that night. He had a few dreams, all pleasant. He woke up feeling some pressure, though. Opening his eyes, he could barely see anything, as a head with bushy brown hair was blocking most of his view. He still managed to see two more heads lying on his chest and his belly. One with blond hair and one with dark red hair. This made him smile. He didn't mind waking each morning with the three of them naked in his bed. Come to think of it – that was exactly what was expected, now that he was married to all three. This only made his smile wider.

'Feeling well?' he heard Hermione's voice in his mind. He felt suddenly confused, not sure how that voice came to be. He could see some of her face and her lips had not moved at all, neither had he heard any voice, yet her question sounded clearly in his mind. Well, he could try talking back that way, not that he really knew how. 'Quite well, thank you. How come I hear you in my mind?' He tried to direct his thought to Hermione while thinking his reply, hoping it would work.

He felt Hermione giggle in his mind and noticed her lips curl a bit. 'We're soul bound. Communicating this way is part of the bond. It may take some time until we can control all the other aspects of it,' he sensed her answer.

'What else is there?' he wondered.

'Well, we can sense each other's feelings and maybe even more. You may eventually gain access to all my memories, allowing you to get better grades without really learning.'

'Isn't that cheating?' He knew Hermione wouldn't agree to that.

'Once our bond settles, whatever one knows, the other knows as well, no matter who put the effort. In many aspects we're just like one person. Not all of them, luckily.'

Harry suddenly got a picture of his manhood caressed by Hermione and then shoved into her. This time he also heard her giggle. "Want to try it?" she whispered with a teasing smile.

"Sure, but..." he waved his hand at the other two heads.

Hermione turned around and checked their position. She then moved quietly. He could now see that his crotch was easily accessible, and already presenting a nice erection. Hermione did exactly what he had seen in his recent vision. She caressed it a bit and then shoved him inside her, starting to ride him in earnest.

The movement awakened the other two girls, yet they were still too sleepy to comment. A few minutes later, when Hermione reached her peak, dragging Harry along, Susan became coherent enough to help Hermione move aside and take her place. Daphne waited patiently. "I want my share in the shower," she told Harry, once he came down from another peak. None of the others commented.

They reached the breakfast table some time later. By then they were all showered and dressed in formal robes that they found in the wardrobe. There was little talk at the table until they were half through breakfast.

"What should we do first," Harry asked.

"Gringotts. You remember we have to claim our lordships and ladyships first, don't you?" Hermione said.

"Of course, dear, only it isn't the best way to spend a vacation."

She looked a bit sombre now. "With Voldemort at large, nobody can really enjoy a vacation. We must first take care of that, as much as we can, before we can relax enough for a proper vacation."

Harry nodded, noticing that Daphne and Susan were nodding as well. He felt his love for them grow and swore in his mind to do whatever he could so that they would be able to enjoy this vacation and all the future ones as well.

With that determination, they finished their breakfast and headed across the street to Gringotts.