At The Heart Of The Matter

Authors Note: Thanks again to ALL my reviewers! Harry Potter is still not mine!

Two Are Better Than One

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The next day, Harry ventured out with Neville and Hermione to Diagon Alley to pick up a few ‘Never Ending Pantries’ that Moody had ordered for use during time warp, and picked up a brochure on ‘Magical Greece: How to have fun wizarding style!’ They decided to head to Fortescue’s for some ice cream, but were swamped by reporters that had learned Harry was in the Alley.

“Mr. Potter, how did you decide what punishments to hand out to Dumbledore?” asked one reporter.

“Is Dumbledore’s neglect as a teacher and Headmaster the reason You-Know-Who has risen to power?” asked another reporter.

“Mr. Potter, did you and Mr. Longbottom know that you owned Hogwarts?” yelled another.

“Could you tell us what happened in the anti-chamber during the trial?” yet another reporter shouted.

Raising his hands to forestall anymore questions, he said, “I understand your curiosity, and will make a brief statement, and then, if you would let me complete my errands, I would be very grateful.” he said watching the reporters scurry to get quills ready. He began, “I would like to start by thanking all those who have supported and helped me through this rough time. Without them, I’m not sure justice would have been seen to. The punishments were what, I felt, fit the crimes. Unfortunately, we will probably never know if my childhood, and that of Tom Riddle’s are the only one’s Dumbledore has destroyed. I certainly hope so. I was made aware in the beginning of June that I was part owner in Hogwarts, but did not know Neville was the Ravenclaw heir until the trial. The Slytherin heir, I have known since second year. I understand that the public is bewildered and scared over what has happened, but know that Minister Fudge, Amelia Bones, Manuel Zabini, and myself are all doing our best to undue some of the damage caused, and are seeing to the security of our world. I would….AAHH!” he yelled out, as Neville caught him from falling to the ground. Hermione, being the quick thinker that she is, sent Neville across the street to the apothecary for potions they both knew would be needed.

The reporters watch on curiously and their quills were busy getting every detail possible. Some unknown shopper had the presence of mind to get in touch with the DMLE, not knowing if Harry was attacked or not. Within minutes, Kingsley, Tonks and Dawlish, from the Auror division and Healer Roberts from St. Mungo’s were on the scene. Harry was still thrashing around, but was being held as securely as possible to prevent injury by Hermione and Blaise, who had shown up just before the Aurors. Holding his palm tightly to his scar, those closest could see blood begin to trickle out from between his fingers and from his lips, where he was obviously biting down to keep from screaming. Every now and then a moan or whimper could be heard. Neville made it back just moments later, and the healer administered the first potion, a pain killer, to Harry. After what must have been 5-10 minutes, Hermione was starting to get worried when Harry still had not started coming around. The healer was briefed by Neville about the situation, and digging in the medical bag he brought, started trying a few other potions, one being a calming draught. Finally, Harry stopped thrashing and his muscles seemed to be relaxing some, so Hermione knew it wouldn’t be long before he would be coherent again.

The crowd gathering was quickly getting out of hand, so Dawlish called for more back-up and quickly, the reporters and shoppers were pushed back to give the healer and Harry some space. Harry slowly peaked open one eye, and Hermione bent over to shield his eyes from the sun and to hear what he was inevitably going to say. “He’s…cough….really mad….about Sna…cough….Snape. So many….Crucio’s….hurts….cough….” he trailed off. Instantly, the healer gave him an ‘Anti-Crucatius’ draught and his body continued to relax. Tonks handed Harry some water once he was able to sit somewhat. Realizing that he was in the middle of Diagon Alley and his vision had been witnessed by reporters, Harry groaned out in frustration.

Composing and cleaning himself as best he could after 5 minutes or so, he said to the crowd and reporters, “I am sorry you had to see that. As you learned in the trial, I have a connection with Voldemort….…please STOP screaming when you hear that name! It’s only a made up name for an evil man who is the biggest hypocrite out there…a man who claims superiority of blood is the defining factor of a persons worth, and is nothing more than a half-blood! You give that mad man more power than he deserves by fearing his very name….which by the way is Thomas Marvolo Riddle!”

Harry took a few deep breaths to calm himself before continuing, “As I was saying, we have a connection through my scar, and what you have just witnessed is Riddle experiencing extreme emotions. Needless to say, he has heard about Snape and Dumbledore, and is not very happy with Snape, or me, for that matter. Don’t worry, this has happened before, and with a few potions and a little rest, I am as good as new.”

He paused to ready himself for what he wanted to say next. “If I can be hunted by Riddle, suffer through his visions and still say his name, so should you. I would like to say, that being pureblooded doesn’t in any way give you more power than someone who is not. My friends Hermione and Justin Finch-Fletchley are powerful and top in their classes, all while being purely muggleborn, on the other side of the coin, several of the purebloods in Hogwarts are at the bottom of their class and have very little power. It is said that I am a powerful wizard, yet my father and mother, while being good in certain areas of study, were only slightly above average in power. Take time to do a little research, and you will find that the amount of power someone has is a matter of chance in most cases. Tom Riddle is a powerful wizard, but a lot of that has come from grotesque rituals, that have deformed him into a snake like creature. Tom has sacrificed his humanity to become what he is today. I am, by no means, saying that we should not be proud of our heritage and where and who we come from, but being proud doesn’t make you better than anyone else. Thank you, all of you, who helped me today.” and he turned to headed towards the Leaky Cauldron escorted by Kingsley and Tonks to floo home to finish recuperating from one of the worst visions yet. Before leaving, he spoke quietly to Kingsley and told him to get Amelia and Fudge to his home ASAP, and with that he left.

It wasn’t 10 minutes later that Cornelius, Amelia, Manuel, Kingsley, Tonks, Neville, Blaise and Hermione were all at Harry’s home and he began filling everyone in on what the vision had detailed. “A couple of weeks ago, after Hannah’s party, I told you that I had a vision about Voldemort organizing a breakout of his minions from Azkaban and about the ‘Censum Affensa Ab Damnatio’ ritual he was trying to gather supplies for. Today I learned, while in the vision, he has decided to attack the prison on August 17th. He hasn’t been able to make any headway with the ritual because he was unable to find Snape, and that is what he is most upset about now. With Snape being nearly a squib, he will be unable to assist in making these powerful potions for the ritual. Riddle said that it would set them back several months, most likely, in order to find a new potions master to entrust with this ritual. Now, is there anywhere secure enough, outside of the Ministry itself, that we could put all of Riddle’s supporters before he can actually break them out. He said something about negotiations with the Dementor King and that they would be finalized early to mid August. We need to get the current Death Eater’s out of Azkaban so that even if he succeeds in breeching the prisons wards and security, he will still come away unsuccessful.”

“Harry, are you 100% sure about the date. That doesn’t give us a lot of time.” asked Amelia.

“Yes.” answered Harry.

“Okay. The researchers are still trying to find information about the ritual and any possible antidotes, so the fact that it is now delayed is a good thing. What potential properties does the Ministry have that could quickly be transformed into a make shift prison?” Amelia asked Cornelius.

“There are a few seized Death Eater properties that have dungeons with cells and an older prison that hasn’t been used in over 100 years not far from Hogwarts. That’s actually why it hasn’t been used, it’s to near a school that houses children. Other than our own holding cells within the Ministry, I don’t know of any other places.” said a frustrated Cornelius.

Manuel spoke up next and said, “I don’t think it wise to use any properties that were seized from Death Eater‘s…the other members may be able to find out and know secrets about them that we aren’t aware of. The old prison is still risky, but with Hogwarts not in session at this time, it may be a more viable option.”

“Good point. Shacklebolt, why don’t you get a small team together that you trust, without question, and check out the old prison. We only have about a month, so if it’s in extreme disrepair, we may not be able to use it.” said Amelia. Everyone was quietly thinking for several minutes before Hermione jumped out of her seat and said, “Why not hide them in another prison off the continent, that is relatively unknown! Like in South America, Africa or China….some country that we are friendly with that would allow us to temporarily house them their. How many prisoners are we talking about?”

“About 10-12 of his inner circle and another 20-25 staunch supporters that would join Voldemort in a minute.” said Amelia.

“Okay, so were only asking for 35 or so to be transferred. We could even split them up into several prisons and have our best warders inspect and install any wards that would be needed. Even if he did manage to get to one of the other prisons, he couldn’t get to them all.” Hermione finished.

“Splitting them up would be the hardest scenario for Riddle to overcome. He already has a weakened force, so the odds are in our favor. We are very good allies with South Africa, Japan, Canada, Brazil, Chile, Greece, Italy, and the United States. That’s 8 countries with Brazil, South Africa and the United States having 3 prisons each and Canada and Italy having 2 prisons. That gives us 16 potential prisons, adding only 2-3 additional prisoners to each for housing. I like this idea. What does everyone else think?” said Cornelius.

Discussing it further, and deciding to go forth with this idea, the Ministry people left to start making all the necessary arrangements. When it was only the four teenagers left, they decided that it was time to get clubbing again. Harry hadn’t been out in almost a week, and he was itching to have some fun. When Neville and Hermione left to let everyone know they were clubbing at ’Idol’s Pit’ in muggle London tonight, Blaise said, “Harry, I know this is going to sound odd, but my sister would like to join our group. Her name is Bianca, and is a year older than us, but has been picking up that something is going on. She doesn’t know about the time warp, but I think she could be a real asset. She’s a strong witch, about the same caliber as Hermione.”

“Does she go to Hogwarts? I’ve never heard her name before.” Harry asked.

“No, she is at Beauxbatons Academy, so you wouldn’t know of her. My parents felt by splitting their kids up, we would be safer….not surprising my Dad liked the idea of splitting the prisoners up.”

“Bring her tonight, and we’ll go from there. She’ll have to pass muster with the rest of the group and fit in….I want no enemies going into time warp. It’ll be stressful enough without pre-existing animosities.” said Harry.

“Sounds fair enough. Watch her though….she seems to be VERY interested in meeting you! From what I’ve been able to get out of her friends, she is quite good at getting what she wants…if you know what I mean?” Blaise said with a sly smirk and a slightly evil chuckle. This set Harry grinning and said, “Then bring her on! I’m all for a woman who knows what she wants and how to get it!” Blaise left after promising to bring Bianca, and Harry was left alone. Deciding to get in another workout, he headed out to the gym and then relaxed a little before heading out to the club.

While getting dressed, he noticed that he had grown again. He was now 6’ and with the workouts, weighed in at about 185 pounds. He was definitely getting a nice six pack for abs, and his shoulders had broadened giving him a very athletic cut. Harry had been logging all his growth spurts into his journal, hoping that if he ever had children, they would be better prepared for their coming of age and Chuzzor heritage. He decided to wear black silk custom tailored pants and his dark red form fitting summer weight sweater, and finished off with a pair of his black slip-on Dock Martins and dragonhide belt. Pulling the sleeves of his sweater up slightly, he headed out to meet the crew.

The first person he noticed when he entered the club was Susan. Going over to her, she gave him a warm kiss and hug, informing him that she, too, was dateless tonight, by choice. They both smiled at the underlining hint in that statement, and Harry was glad he had come alone. Shortly after, Neville and Hermione showed up followed by Padma, Pavarti and two guys they didn‘t know, but were definitely WITH the Patil’s. Giving Padma a warm hug of his own, introductions were made and greetings exchanged, the group found several empty tables and pulled them together for when the rest of their friends showed. Soon enough, most everyone was their, and the partying began. About half an hour after they had started dancing, Blaise showed up with his sister. ‘HOT DAMN! This could be an interesting evening!’ thought Harry.

Making his way to the table, Harry shook Blaise’s hand and turned to Bianca looking her up and down said, “Blaise…how could you keep this beautiful woman hidden from us? Cruel is your new name, my friend!”

Laughing at the blatant flirting Harry was doing, Blaise said with a wink, “Watch it Potter…that’s my sister your wooing!”

“Blaise! Go do some of your own wooing and let me get to know this yummy example of what a man should look like!” she said teasingly back at both the men around her. She was exotically stunning with her long curly black hair that went to her lower shoulder blades, blue eyes the color of an afternoon sky, long thin legs covered in tight leather pants and large breasts covered in a bustier. Bianca Zabini knew she looked good and her body screamed SEX GODDESS! Harry very much liked what he saw and while he kissed her hand, he introduced himself, “Hello, beautiful, I’m Harry Potter….you must be Bianca. Blaise said you would be coming tonight, but he didn’t tell me his sister was this good looking! I’ll have to talk to him about leaving me unprepared! Would you care for a dance?”

Liking that he was undressing her with his eyes, she flirtingly said, “You’re certainly a sly thing, aren‘t you! Yes, I’m Bianca. Blaise just likes to spring me on unsuspecting people…thinks of me as his own personal show stopper….and, I would love to dance.” Taking his arm, they went to the dance floor just as a sultry beat started up. As they started to move with each other, she circled him, completing her own inspection and after giving his butt a sensual, slow feel, she moved in front of him and started to work her body with his, moving up and down his drawing even closer. Harry, not to be out done, put one hand behind her back, leaned forward and bent her in a backbend. When she let her hands slide above her head, almost touching the floor, he let is other hand travel down the inside of her arms and down her sides ending at her tight ass. Bringing her up slowly, sexually, she slid back down his body and just as slowly, slid back up and they resumed their provocative grinding. The way they moved, left many couples fanning themselves over the heat that was being generated by them. When the song ended, applause broke out for the couple, and coming back from where ever they had been during their intricate dance, they gave dramatic bows and laughing at themselves, went back to the table to cool off with some drinks.

Arriving back at their group table, the theatrics continued with, “Uh, Harry….where did you learn to move like that! Certainly wasn‘t the Quidditch Pitch!” Katie Bell asked still fanning herself.

“I don’t know….my body’s just movin’ where the beat leads it! You want a turn?” Harry leaned over and purred to Katie.

“Yes!” and she grabbed his hand and leaving a laughing group behind, they stirred up the floor with their own heated show.

While Katie and Harry were dancing, Blaise introduced his sister to some of the group that was occupying the table. Instantly, Susan and Bianca hit it off, and everyone could tell they were planning something, and all bets were on that it had to do with Harry.

“Hey, you two….what’s with the hush whispers….we want in!” said Lavender receiving nods from the others.

“You just have to wait and see….if you thought the dancing was hot before, wait till later!” said Susan, doing a little move as to show an example of what was to come. The banter continued on and soon enough, Katie and Harry had returned and unbeknownst to them, so did some other female patrons from the club.

Blaise said, “Harry? I think there are some people who would like to speak with you.” pointing in the direction Harry should look.

Turning, he saw that about 7-8 girls were standing there staring at him hungrily. He thought, ‘Yep…that whole sexual pull is starting to show itself.’ Putting on his suave, debonair smile he said, “Hello, Ladies! How can I help you?”

“Hi, my name’s Melissa, and we just wanted in on some of the dancing action….your table seems to be the hot spot tonight!” said one of the girls.

Noticing some of these girls looking at some of his friends glaringly, he said, “Well, Ladies….I’m going to have to pass tonight, I’m booked with all these other lovely women already. I’m sorry.” and not wanting to be in their company any longer, he turned back around. No one was going to come up to his friends and glare for no reason…he’d had enough of that with Snape!

Susan sauntered over before the other girls left and planted a searing kiss on Harry, which he returned just as hotly. Without even asking, he took Susan to the floor. Several dances and partners later, Harry was taking a break and watching as Neville and Hermione did their own heated dance along with Blaise and Alicia. Harry thought, ‘Blaise and Alicia look really hot together. Need to find out if that is going to go anywhere. Wonder where Bianca and Susan headed off to?’ Then rescanning the floor, noticed they were very much enjoying each other on the dance floor, and when they noticed him watching, Bianca motioned for him to come over. Making his way over to their dark little corner of the dance floor, he grabbed Susan from behind, grinding into her and leant over her shoulder to give Bianca a slow, seductive kiss. Soon enough, he was wrapped up in these two beautiful women and worshipping their bodies to the beat of the music.

They continued the threesome dance for a few more songs before Harry pushed them both against the wall and growled, “If you two don’t knock off that rubbing, your going to have to help me finish the problem that is starting to grow. You both are making me hotter than hell…..” he trailed off giving both their mouths equally fiery kisses. What the two women did next, shocked him, but turned him on even more. The totally passionate and lust driven kiss they gave each other was what wet dreams were made of. They turned to him and with sultry eyes while licking her lips slowly, Bianca purred, “Harry, we’ve heated the dance floor up,” and Susan, running her hand up his thigh towards his groin said, “And we really would like to heat up your bed….together!”

Giving both another smoldering set of kisses, they went to say their goodnights at the table. Receiving a knowing look from Blaise, Harry asked, “Mate, your not going to give me a hard time about this?”

“Harry, she’s a year older than me and able to make up her own mind about who she sleeps with. We’re not as prudish as some families. I’m completely cool with it. She is her own woman…who am I to stop her!” Blaise responded back with a firm pat to his back. Without another backward glance to his friends, the three left.

When they got back to his house, they helped each other out of their clothing while petting and kissing all the way to the far end of the second floor. It took nearly 20 minutes to make it there, leaving a trail of clothing in their wake. Once inside his massive suite, Harry grabbed Bianca and laid her on the bed. Turning to Susan as she climbed up beside Bianca, he began exploring their amazing bodies with his large, slightly calloused hands. Getting her first good look at Harry’s package, she said with a satisfying smile, “Sweet Merlin, Harry….I believe there’s plenty for the sharing!” Kissing his chest in between each of the next words, she murmured seductively, “We…. Want…. you…..Harry…..NOW!”

Not needing to be told twice, he proceeded to start stimulating them by caressing their clits with each hand, while they shared his manhood and several very hot kisses. Wanting to find out how Bianca tasted, Harry moved the three of them so that he was now solely concentrated on Bianca, and Bianca was solely working Susan. Moans and grunts of pleasure ensued. Harry could not believe how different Bianca tasted compared to Susan, but how thoroughly enticing it still was. Stretching her out, he flipped her to her hands and knees, then mounted her and slowly entered her tight, hot pussy.

“Ooohhh, baby….you feel….aaahhh….so gooood….” Bianca said, returning to pleasuring Susan. While Harry pumped Bianca, he shared searing kisses with Susan. In…out, in….out, he moved, only speeding up to a slamming pace when Bianca urged him on. Soon, Susan’s cries of ecstasy were heard, and as he felt Bianca tightening, he stuck his thumb in her ass and pushing towards her vaginal wall, forced her g-spot to constantly rub against him, and the new stimulation sent her over the edge. Her orgasm shook her to the core, and as he continued to pound her relentlessly, thrusting his thumb in and out of her ass, she rapidly escalated to another mind blowing orgasm. Within a few strokes of her second orgasm, he was howling out his release. Falling in between these two tantalizing women, they kissed and licked each other until they were all teased to the point of wanting more. Bianca started sucking him off again, tasting herself on him, and Susan began her own private tongue dance with Bianca’s clit. Noticing Susan’s ass was near him, he began preparing her for round two, inserting three fingers into her, stretching her to accept him.

An hour later, they all laid panting heavily on his king size bed wrapped in an intricate web of arms and legs getting their breathing back slowly. With a few more kisses and nips, Susan got up and said, “Harry, superb as usual! Bianca….we must do this again! I’ve got to get back before 1:00am, or Auntie will have a search party out looking for me. It was great guys! I’ll see you later.” and with that, she got dressed, giving each one last longing kiss, and left.

“Bianca, do you have to go?” asked Harry, getting into petting and rubbing her more and more.

“No, I’ve already made plans to stay out the few nights, so I don’t have to be anywhere….except….there….Ooohhh, yeah….right…there! Harry…in…me…now!” and round three began. Setting a agonizingly slow, methodical pace of one thrust fast, 5 slow, only giving up to a faster pace when he was approaching his climax, he kept her on the edge till nearly 2:30am. Finally, they both screamed as they came, experiencing the best orgasms either of them had ever had. Collapsing on each other, spent, they fell asleep where they lay.

Getting up the next morning, both were moving around a little sorely. Harry decided to postpone his work outs for today until tomorrow, and they had a leisurely morning in the pool. They were both joined later by Blaise, Tracey, and Lisa, and headed out to what remained of his amusement park. Bianca thought the roller coaster was a total riot and rode it multiple times in a row. Then, they all made the race track into their own version of the Indy 500. He loved Neville and Hermione, but was glad to be spending the day with new friends and one totally sexy Bianca. Needless to say, they went well into the next night, only this time, the pool and night sky were witnesses to the debauchery.

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OKAY!! That was for all you sick people out there asking for a ménage a three! Haha What am I saying….I wrote it. Hope you enjoyed it!