Dumbledore\'s Folly

Chapter 4: Sexual Encounters & Plotting an End

When Harry awoke the next morning, it was to find he was most rested. He lay in contentment for several minutes before he realised that something, no two somethings, were lying with him –partially on him, as matter of fact—he looked to his left and it took a good deal of self-control for him not to yelp. On his left, fast asleep, was none other than Ginny Weasley! Not only was it Ginny Weasley, it was Ginny Weasley naked! Oh what the Weasleys would do if they could see him now.

Then he turned his head to the right and this time he could not contain his yelp of surprise. Lying there, head on his chest –much the same way Ginny was on his other side—was Bellatrix Lestrange. What’s more was that he just now realised that both her and Ginny had a leg draped over his leg on their respective sides of him. He could feel the most curious thing touching both of his legs and it took a moment for him to recognise what it was. He yelp again, and as he did, Ginny stirred slightly before digging herself more fully into Harry and resuming her slumber.

Harry was more than a bit frightened. What were they doing sleeping in the bed with him, naked?

Deciding it was a god-send; he drew them both in closer to his body and fell back asleep.


*~*

Albus Dumbledore sat in his chair behind his desk a few hundred feet above them, pondering the events of the past few weeks.

The Order of the Phoenix was in disarray over the missing Harry Potter, Ginevra Weasley, and Bellatrix Lestrange. Harry Potter had until the previous night been captured and tortured by Death Eaters. This had been revealed to him by a new spy he had placed in Voldemort’s ranks. This spy had proven beyond doubt that Severus Snape had betrayed him and lied about Harry’s being a Death Eater. The previous night, Harry had escaped the clutches of Lord Voldemort using a Portkey, which Albus Dumbledore assumed had been made Wandlessly.

The wards on Hogwarts had shown that three Portkeys had been used to enter the grounds of Hogwarts, but none to leave it. This proved beyond doubt that Harry was hiding somewhere within the grounds, but Dumbledore had yet to find out where.

Neither Ginny Weasley nor Bellatrix Lestrange had been seen since that day at Grimmauld Place and the Weasley family was in a state of constant panic. Dumbledore secretly thought that the Weasleys had been told by Lupin, Tonks, or Moody that Ginny was safe, but that did not make things easier. The Weasleys were frantically searching Hogwarts day-in and day-out for Ginny, but to no avail.

It had been thought for awhile that they had taken refuge in the Chamber of Secrets, it was certainly safe enough, but Albus Dumbledore could not Portkey in, which proved it could not be done. The Weasleys were sure Ginny was not a Parselmouth, so that had settled that matter.

The Forbidden Forest had been searched several times by Hagrid and other Order members. Creatures of the forest had been asked for any information they could provide about any humans that had entered the forest. They had been assured they were the only humans that had entered the forest since the end of the previous school-year.

All the portraits had been questioned about their whereabouts and a few of them claimed to have seen Ginny Weasley running along the corridors at breakneck speed, but that was weeks ago now.

Voldemort had been relatively quiet since he captured Harry. There had been one minor attack in Birmingham a couple of weeks ago, but nothing since then. This worried Albus Dumbledore. For usually when Voldemort got quiet was just before he would make a major attack.

The Order of the Phoenix was still searching for Harry Potter and his comrades but no one had heard a peep out of them. They had effectively dropped off the face of the earth; hiding in the one place Harry Potter called home.


*~*


When Harry awoke again, it was to the same feeling of comfort and contentment of having the two women in the bed with him. Harry felt better than he could ever remember and felt something akin to invincible.

Harry saw as the two women began to stir and awaken. Looking down at them he couldn’t help but grin. The look on their faces was exactly the same as Harry’s was when he awoke: comfortable contentment.

Bella was the first to look up and see Harry grinning at her. “Nice sleep?” Harry asked, a smile in his voice.

“The best.” Bella responded.

“And you?” Harry asked, looking at Ginny.

She smiled mischievously and rubbed herself against Harry’s leg in reply. Harry moaned slightly with the feeling of her wetness on his leg. Then he felt Bella mimicking her movements and it was almost too much for Harry.

“Hello, what’s this?” Bella said happily looking at Harry’s erection that had raised the sheets significantly.

Harry could do little but moan as the girls continued to rub themselves against Harry.

Ginny however had an idea. Reaching her hand down the sheets, she grasped Harry’s hardness with her hand, eliciting a moan from Harry, and began to rub it.

Bella, not to be outdone, crawled further under the covers and took Harry in her mouth. Harry gasped at the sensation of her mouth around him. Ginny, with sudden inspiration, straddled Harry’s face and shoved herself just in front of his mouth.

Harry devoured her and upon her completion, she moved off of him, and Bella moved onto him, while Ginny resumed Bella’s position. Pleasuring Bella, it didn’t take him long for him to come, and when he did, Ginny did something most unexpected. She swallowed it. Harry had heard of such things, but understood it to be exceedingly rare.

Bella quickly had been pushed to orgasm with Harry continuing to devour her, through the grunts and groans of his orgasm. She moved off of Harry and he quickly sat up. He kissed Ginny first, so she could taste herself and Bella on Harry’s lips, and then Harry proceeded to kiss Bella for the same reason.

Both girls were surprised by the taste but did not think it bad. “That has got to be—the only way to wake up.” Harry said to them and they laughed, nodding in agreement.

“I don’t suppose there is a shower in this place?” Harry asked.

“Bella made a large bath just through that door—“ Ginny pointed to a door to his left “—want some company?” Ginny asked sexily.

“I’m not sure that would be a good idea, I would never get a chance to clean myself.” Harry said through the juices that covered his face.

The girls laughed, but joined him anyway. They repeated the process of what had happened in the bed in the bathroom, and true to Harry’s prediction, he wasn’t able to clean himself for nearly an hour.

Emerging from the bathroom a bit later Harry sat them down and he began speak.

“While I was in Voldemort’s Playpen I started to formulate a plan. I had a lot of time in there and if I was alone, not much to do. So, I plotted.

“I think what we should do is fake our own deaths.” Harry turned to Ginny and continued, “Gin, I know what this will do to your family and I really am sorry, but if Voldemort thinks we’re alive he could come here looking for us here. We don’t want to give him more incentive to attack the castle than he already has.”

“My plan is for us to contact Remus and have him inform us if there is an attack. We will go to that attack and fight the Death Eaters. I will cast a spell I’ve read about; it’s called the Humanoid Replica Charm. The charm will make exact replicas of us. We will be under heavy glamour charms during the battle, and when I think it is time I will cast the spell on us to force duplication. Once we are duplicated in our regular forms, the Death Eaters and Voldemort will attack us. I can make the duplicates put up a reasonable fight, but I will make sure they are killed by Killing Curses. When that happens we will go to our duplicate selves and set fire to the bodies. Any evidence of it not being us will be destroyed and therefore we will be dead for all intents and purposes.” Harry explained to them.

“Once we’ve destroyed ourselves, we will Portkey away to just outside the wards of Hogwarts. We can’t actually Portkey inside the grounds because then Dumbledore would know that three people Portkeyed inside. He would naturally assume it was us and that something was off when we fought the Death Eaters. We cannot have that. He MUST believe us to be dead. So we shall sneak back in the castle under the cover of both darkness and an invisibility spell that I know. I will make the wards think that we are bugs, so there won’t be a problem crossing the threshold into Hogwarts. Once inside we will stick together, avoiding any prefects or staff members that may be here, depending on the time of year of the next attack, and return here to the Chamber of Secrets. Then we shall begin to train in gusto.” Harry said to them.

“Any problems with the plan?” Harry asked them.

“I think we should send a message to them, post-mortem. Like, write something in the air. Do you think we could trigger a message to fly off into the air once we’re hit with Killing Curses?” Ginny asked.

Harry thought for a moment before coming to a decision. He smiled and Ginny and said, “Why Gin, I do think you’re a bit deviant. But yes, we can. I know of a spell that we could use that will react to the Killing Curse and send off a Flagrate spell. Brilliant idea, really. I want to write something scathing though.” Harry said.

“I love it. It should work well. The Dark Lord won’t be looking for us here, or anywhere, if he thinks we are dead.” Bella said.

“Good, I’ll make contact with Remus tonight then.” Harry said to them.

“How are you going to do that?” Ginny asked him.

“I’m going to sneak out tonight with that invisibility spell I told you about, and then I’ll Apparate outside of Grimmauld Place, go in, and find Remus.” Harry explained to them.

“I would ask you two to come along, but it would be less difficult for one to escape if necessary than three. Besides, you too look like you haven’t had proper sleep in ages. Well, you did have last night,” at this thought Harry and the girls both smiled widely, “let’s just say that when I get back here, you might need your energy.” he said, winking at them.

The girls giggled a bit and then nodded.

“I will need to borrow a wand though, if that’s alright. It would be simpler to use a wand to do what I have to do. I could do it wandlessly, but then I might be too tired when I get back here.” Harry said with a smirk.

Both girls immediately offered their wands to them. Harry laughed for a moment before taking Bella’s.

“I didn’t know I was that good, girls.” Harry laughed.

“You aren’t, dear.” Ginny teased, “You’re just the only boy here.” Ginny said as she giggled wildly at her own daring.

Harry then proceeded to mutter something about being nothing but a piece of meat, but then he smiled widely at the pun.

All three laughed wildly at the inadvertent joke before Harry stood up, preparing to leave. He gave both girls deep kisses which left them both rather breathless, and then Harry strode into the backroom where Salazar Slytherin’s wand had been.

He gathered a pair of Dragonhide boots and a heavy traveling cloak, then turned and left the room.

Upon re-entering the main room, he saw that the girls were sitting opposite each other staring at the others’ eyes. They obviously were practicing Occlumency and Legilimency, something he heard that both Ginny and Bella were excellent at. Harry watched them for a moment before walking very quietly over to Ginny, kissing her deeply on the mouth, which successfully broke her concentration, then did the same thing to Bella, achieving the same result.

Harry smiled at his own daring and informed him of his plans to leave. He told them that he would probably be back in a few hours, and that if anything should happen they should retreat immediately to the backroom where they would be safe from any intruders. He assured them this included the likes of Lord Voldemort.

Apparently some ancient bit of magic protected the backroom more strongly than the front, and it could be commanded to keep enemies out. Which, he had been assured by the Chamber (with whom he could communicate certain things), would mean Lord Voldemort as well as any other person coming to disturb them.

He promptly kissed both of them long and slowly, then without preamble, cast an invisibility spell. Since neither had seen him use his wand they assumed he didn’t. Which was, in fact, true. He hadn’t used his wand. He was more proficient now without a wand than he had been previously, although a wand still helped. Ever since that morning’s ‘encounter’, he had been capable of doing most everything without a wand, and without being tired.

He also noticed that he no longer glowed every time he performed magic wandlessly. He assumed that he had always used too much magic before and that that was what caused him to become drained. Again, this was correct. He would use so much of his magical energy that he would be very drained upon completion. Harry could now accurately gauge how much magic a spell would require and use only that necessary amount.
This had the added benefit of making whatever spell he wanted more powerful. He could pour more energy than necessary into a stunner and make it nearly impossible to block. Extremely useful thing, Harry thought rightly.

“See you.” Harry said to them, invisibly. He walked to the entrance hole of the Chamber of Secrets and promptly hovered, yes Harry could do this—it is simply a modified Wingardium Leviosa spell—after all, up and through the hole.


*~*

Albus Dumbledore sat at the head of the table in the basement kitchen of Number 12 Grimmauld Place, “I think it is time we faced the reality that Harry and his fellows could be dead.”

There were gasps of shock and outrage from the Weasley family, who had yet to give up hope, but the rest of the Order had come to this conclusion weeks ago.

“How can you say that, Dumbledore? How can you just give up on our sister like that?” Bill Weasley demanded. The loss of Ginny had hit him rather harder than most others in the Weasley family, least of all Ron.

“No one has seen her nor heard from her since she Portkeyed away. It is possible, perhaps probable even, that she, Harry, and Bellatrix Lestrange attempted one of the various Dark Rituals that Tom Riddle tried so many years ago.” Dumbledore said.

“Harry does not have the skill or determination that would be required to make the transformations Tom Riddle did. Many of the transformations Harry could have attempted are fatal if performed incorrectly!” Dumbledore continued.

“They could all be dead, right now, we simply do not know. All we can do is guess, and the best guess at this time is that they have died. Harry is a rash young man. He quite probably has killed Ginny, Bellatrix, or both by now.” Dumbledore said, trying to coerce them into seeing things in his point of view.

“I never thought Ginny could go Dark. Where did we go wrong? What could we have done?” Molly Weasley asked, frantic grief in her voice.

“Mum, we don’t know if she’s dark! All Dumbledore is doing is speculating. We shouldn’t just jump to conclusions right now.” Charlie said in an attempt to comfort his mother. In reality, he thought it likely that she had already joined Harry and become Dark.

“If neither Harry nor Ginny have been spotted before 1 September, I will personally go to the Ministry to have them declared dead.” Dumbledore said.

Remus was sitting in a chair in the corner next to Tonks and Mad-Eye while Dumbledore said this. Remus had a scowl on his face, and a glare at Dumbledore that could have pierced the Old Man’s heart.

Suddenly, someone tapped him on the shoulder. Looking around and seeing no one, he assumed he was going as barmy as Dumbledore, a comforting thought if ever there was one.

Again he felt a tapping. He looked over his shoulder again, seeing nothing.

“Remus are you okay?” Tonks asked quiet, but concernedly.

“Yeah, I’m fine. I just thought I felt someone tapping me.” Remus said quietly.

“You did.” Moody growled quietly.
“What is it then, Mad-Eye?” Remus asked.

“Potter.” said Moody, giving Remus a significant look with his normal eye, his blue eye fixed on a spot just behind Remus.

“Here?” Remus asked in a quiet incredulous voice.

“Yes, here. As soon as the meeting is over, you three go up to Sirius’ old bedroom. Oh, and please insist to these idiots that we are all alive and well! It is, after all, the truth!” Harry whispered quickly.

Harry then proceeded to whisper something that sounded suspiciously like ‘Barmy, old codger!’ before his faint footsteps were heard leaving the room.

“They could very well be deceased, is all that I am saying, Bill! We’ve seen neither hide nor hair of them since they disappeared!” Dumbledore said, trying to convince the room.

“They’re not dead you barmy old codger!” Remus said, perhaps louder than he had meant to. “I’m sure they’re perfectly fine! If you were in hiding, would you let yourself be seen? They haven’t written because they know bing-bong here—“ he motioned to Dumbledore, “—is after their blood!”

The room was brimming with suppressed laughter from Remus’ creative use of the word bing-bong. Dumbledore, however, did not look pleased, “And how would you know anything as to their current condition?” Dumbledore asked, ignoring Remus’ use of the name bing-bong instead of Dumbledore.

“In the words of a traitorous dog, ‘It is enough that we know’.” Remus said. With that, Lupin, Moody, and Tonks rose to their feet, knocking their chairs backward in the process, and left the room.

Dumbledore sighed, “Those three know a good deal more than they are letting on. It is unfortunate for us that they can not be persuaded to believe the truth.”

“What if they’re right, Dumbledore. What if Harry, my sister, and Bellatrix Lestrange are on the side of light, just not you’re light?” Bill asked.

“There is no other light! Myself and my supporters are the light. Those who oppose me are my enemies. My enemies are the Dark!” Dumbledore demanded.

Bill, his resolve crushed, slouched back into his chair, a defeated man.


*~*


“What is it, Potter? We haven’t much time before they send someone up to check on us.” Mad-Eye said.

“We need a way of knowing when an attack is taking place. I can’t explain why at the moment, but trust me when I say is imperative that we know when the next attack is. It could make the difference in this war!” Harry said urgently.

Remus thought for a moment. “There is a way, but I’m not sure that it will be exactly simple to do…” Remus trailed off.

“Please, what is it, Remus? We have to try it, whatever it is!” Harry pleaded.

“James and Sirius used to have these mirrors that they used to communicate with each other when they were in separate detentions. Perhaps something like that?” Remus said.

If the occupants of the room could have seen him they would have seen his face turn deathly pale. As it was, only Moody saw it, and he didn’t say anything about it. “Do you know the incantation, Remus?” Invisi-Harry asked

“Yes, but we still need the mirrors, and it is quite difficult to conjure a mirror that would be compatible.” Remus said.

Harry quickly conjured a pair of mirrors with Bella’s wand. “Quick! Do the spell, Dumbledore is coming up the stairs!” Moody said urgently.

Remus quickly grabbed the mirrors, and then waved his wand in a complex manner whilst muttering an incantation under his breath. When it was completed, he grabbed one mirror while Harry grabbed the other and slipped it into the pocket of his robes just before the door opened, admitting Albus Dumbledore.

“Yes, Professor?” asked Tonks, innocently.

“I was just wondering why it is you think that Harry and his comrades have not come to harm? One would think you’re… hiding something.” Dumbledore said these last words quite slowly.

“If we were hiding it we wouldn’t be likely to share it with you, would we bing-bong?” Lupin asked mockingly.

“I would ask you not to refer to me by that name, Remus. It shows disrespect.” Dumbledore said.

Lupin snorted, “You speak of respect? Haven’t you spent the last few weeks trying to convince everyone that Harry is a dark wizard and lunatic? And then you have the nerve to admonish someone for being disrespectful to you? You really are barmy!”

With that, the four –Dumbledore only saw three—walked out of the room.


*~*


“Harry!” Ginny and Bella said in unison, throwing themselves at him, successfully knocking him, with them on top of him, to the ground.

Harry laughed and picked himself up off the floor before offering his hands to both ladies, “You two are so excitable!” Harry laughed.

Harry gave Bella her wand back and received a large, tongued kiss for his efforts. When they broke apart Harry grinned at her and said, “I guess I’ll have to borrow your wand more often, then.”

Refusing to be outdone, Ginny wrapped her arms around his neck and delivered a large, equally tongued, kiss to Harry.

“I haven’t the faintest clue what I’ve done to deserve that, but I’ll be sure to do it again sometime.” Harry said, clearly overwhelmed by the two women.

“So, what happened?” Bella asked.

“Well, when I got there, there was an Order meeting taking place, so I had to wait it out before I could talk to Remus. Apparently, Dumbledore is in the process of convincing your family that you are a Dark Witch, Ginny. Dumbledore also thinks we’re already dead, so we’re going to prove him wrong just to prove him right. Sound good?” Harry said, making the most of a dead depressing situation.

They both nodded affirmative and Harry continued on, “I eventually got to talk to Remus, Moody, and Tonks, who are all on our side apparently, and Remus made me this.” he said as he pulled out the enchanted mirror.

“You just say his name into the mirror and his face will appear. My dad and Sirius used something like this when they were in separate detentions back in their school days. Sirius gave me my dad’s last year at Christmas, but I was so determined not to use it because I was afraid of drawing him out of Grimmauld that I didn’t think to use it when it could have been of the most use.” Harry said, the pain evident in his eyes.

“Anyway, Remus will contact us if there is an attack.” Harry said before his emotions could overtake him.

“Now, I suggest we start to train. We never know when this attack will be, so we have to be prepared to go immediately!” Harry said.

And train they did.

For nearly a month all they did was train, eat, sleep, and shag like rabbits.

A perfect existence.

A/N: Okay, another chapter down. I don’t know how long this will be yet, because I don’t think I’ll have the pre-made boundaries of Harry’s sixth year to contain me. It may finish by the end of the summer, or it may reach its end ten years from now. I simply do not know. If I end it without either Voldemort or Harry dying, I shall write a sequel. Hold me to that please, it’s unlikely I’ll do it unless someone is threatening to clock me for breaking my promise!

I want to thank all my reviewers, I really didn’t expect there to be so damn many of you! It’s not that I’m ungrateful or anything, I am simply completely gob-smacked by the prospect of some many people liking what I’m writing.

If you think the earlier events of this chapter were too graphic, please tell me instead of going off to the administrators or who the hell runs this place. If someone is actually offended enough by it to bother the administration with it, I’ll alter the chapter myself. Otherwise I get banned, there becomes no end to this story, and I perfect the art of insanity.

Thank you for reading!

-PhoenixEternus
9/11/05