Harry Potter and the Womb of Requirement NOW CODED

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The next morning all bewailed the fact of no breakfast except Draco, who tucked into eggs and bacon much to the envy of his bond-mate, who sighed and sat on their bed whilst Draco ate in the other room. At the correct time, he took the sleep potion.

The day passed. Hot, humid, threatening rain. Hermione couldn’t check the weather forecast on the radio because the wards around the castle were once again at full strength. As the afternoon bled into early evening all were hungry. Draco consumed a guilty meal of fresh fruit and raw crunchy veg, then fed his daughter.

As the day drew on, they all gathered in Harry and Draco’s flat, nerves evident amongst all of them. Hungry, edgy, jumpy. In the kitchen Hermione and Ginny were busy. Grinding up some grass, a pan of milk warming on the stove, Hermione added a tiny amount of butter letting it melt, then slowly added the grass and brandy, stirring with her athame.

She lifted it from the cooker, poured it into a cleaned out firewhisky bottle and stoppered it. Her post-Ritual Potion base was already in the fridge in the lab. She excused herself and she went to the lab. In short order, Hermione had all of her Potions lined up along the bench. She stroked a finger down each bottle murmuring incantations. Severus rattled the latch, she admitted him with a smile. To see her ministrations.

She handed him a small adamantine box with a time charm affixed. It held a tiny sample of her Warrior Bond Potion, plus a minute sample of the Mage-Bond Potion. She bowed slightly, {I submit these for my NEWTs Potions practical. These will blow their socks off, but there’s a time charm. They cannot be examined until after we have used them, otherwise they will be rendered without power and be of no use to us}. Severus received the box from her with the same serious mien. {I will tell the Examining Board that they are ready, but they are already prepared for a delay before they are able to examine them}.

She flushed, aware of the effort Severus had put in on her behalf, then turned back to the bottles before her, clutching them to her, her eyes closing, {I hope to fuck they work. If not, we’re all in deep shit here}. Severus could think of nothing better to do to reassure the trembling girl, so he took her in his arms and held her as she sobbed, absorbing all the doubt and fear as best he could, {You’ll be great. You’ll be fine. Please don’t worry. I know this is a big task, but you have the shoulders and, dare I say it, the cojones, to carry it off}. In spite of her tears, Hermione giggled at the last statement. {You credit me with balls?}.

{Of course I do, silly girl. You’ve had them ever since you started this. And I admire you for it}. She allowed herself a cheeky glance upwards, caught his eye, held his gaze, sank a hand into his hair and pulled him towards her, kissing him hard, tongues and teeth, snapping shut her connection to her Girlie. Then pushing him from her, licking her lips, savouring the taste. They shared a wild grin at each other. Then Hermione turned to leave, {Thanks for that, Severus}, blew him a kiss and left to find her Girlie. She needed her.

{What did you do this time?}, her bond-mate asked as she gathered her tired lover to her, and Hermione sent the uncensored version, curling onto her side expecting a jealous broadside from Ginny. Who simply wrapped her arms around her Missy, knowing what she needed as she prepared for this thing. Hermione didn’t forget her beloved, making her scream in time, before she joined her in release, and they slept together, wound around each other, a last murmur from Ginny, {You always come back to me, my Missy} as she fell asleep. Hermione held her Girlie close, {And I always will, my love. I can’t wait to be tied to you forever. Tonight, my love, tonight}.

As the early evening drew on the girls made several trips to the glade, carrying blankets, food, potions, rope. They enlisted Ron and Blaise’s help to organise the Circle, Ron as the tallest gently bending several of the saplings in ‘their’ glade to a central point, Ginny on his shoulders tying them together, to create a domed space. Trailing her athame in the grass and using a piece of plain chalk, Hermione marked out the circle in the grass. She used a small compass to register the Cardinal points and marked them, then marked the centre.

They all went into the edge of the forest and gathered dry wood for fires, and Hermione salvaged a large flat stone that would serve perfectly as a Centre-stone, then dressed it with a small mirror and candles, the Ritual meal, the means of making the post-Ritual Potion, laying the Bond Potion on it and murmuring incantations all the while. Blaise and Ginny spread the blankets out, while Ron laid four small fires at the points. Hermione stroked two of the saplings with her athame and declared they would form the ‘portal’ to the circle. The others all stepped outside as Hermione consecrated the space for Ritual use, looked around, smiling in satisfaction and walked back to the Castle with the other three.

At the appointed hour, they all gathered in Harry and Draco’s flat. As Hermione had instructed, they all wore nothing but their cloaks wrapped about them. The girls arriving last, dispensing the relaxation Potion amongst them. As it began to take hold she led them all outside, to the glade she had prepared.

There was a circle marked out in the grass. Draco laid his child in her transfigured cradle at the designated spot outside the circle, wrapped in her shield-cloth and fast asleep as Hermione had promised, then stood proud beside his bond-mate. Hermione opened the portal in the circle’s edge then welcomed the others in, Ginny at her side.

She lit the Magical fires at the four Cardinal Points, a central centre-stone, with food laid out, the Potion bottle prominent, ten glasses ready and waiting, her athame and chalice, a chopping board and sharp knife, a piece of parchment with the recipe written on it in Hermione’s neat hand.

The Elemental and her Bond-mate welcomed them all formally into the circle, then Ginny sealed it behind them. Harry glanced at Draco and they moved into the centre of the circle. Hermione and Ginny took their places with the other Six around the edge. Then the boys walked the outer edge of the Circle behind the others, before returning to the centre. Harry made a semi-circular sweep with his right arm over his head, his eyes closed, concentrating so hard, a light sweat broke on his brow. As he completed the move, he shook his hand out and rolled his shoulder. Hermione sent, {A shield?}. Harry grinned, {If you like. We’re now invisible to the outside world, though if I may, ‘Mione, I’d like to step out and see if it’s worked, it’s the first time I’ve tried this one}.

She opened the Portal and let him through. They could all see him between the saplings, but he turned and laughed, sending what he could see to them all. From the outside, nothing except a slice of the domed space where the circle opened, like a segment of orange. It was as if a giant Invisibility cloak shrouded them. They all cheered spontaneously. He laid a similar charm around his sleeping daughter, leaning down to kiss her and check she was warm enough, then stepped back through and Hermione closed the space around them again.

She tried not to let her nerves get the better of her and suppressed a giggle. She swallowed hard and closed her eyes a moment letting it come to her. She formed them all into a circle, keeping the couples together and had them all hold hands. She sent one of her little jolts into the group making everyone smile, a few giggling. She tried to think of something profound to say, then gave up in favour of, {Well, here we all are, guys, let’s try to take this seriously, but let’s not be too solemn about everything. This is a joyful event after all}. She heard one or two giggles. Neville seemed a bit pale and was swaying slightly as the full effect of the Bhang crept up on them.

She had them all sit cross-legged on the ground, then stepped up to the Centre-stone, laying out the ten shot glasses. Then clutched the Bond Potion in both hands bringing it to her mouth, her eyes closed, she kissed the cold glass. Draco echoed Severus’ words in the send of reassurance, {Come on, ‘Mione, a Potion is only as good as the passion that built it, and we all know how much you’ve put into this. If it doesn’t work then this is not your fault}. She nodded, then flipped the top off the bottle, and, murmuring incantations she poured them all an equal shot.

She presented the first two to Seamus and Lavender as the most recently joined couple. As she handed them their glasses, she sent, {Are you sure about this?}. As Seamus accepted his glass, he leaned in and kissed Hermione’s cheek, {Fellow Warriors until death}, and drank it down. Lavender whispered, {To the strengthening of friendships}, and gulped it in one swallow.

Pansy and Neville next. Pansy. {To friends and fellow fighters, I salute you and am proud to be one of you}, she tossed hers back. Neville, {To friends I have stood up to. To friends I have fought alongside. Warriors all}, and savoured his as it went down, the taste reminiscent of raspberries and ginger.

Blaise took his Potion from the tray, looking down thoughtfully. He raised his eyes regarding the group and held his glass up, {To the greatest bunch of people I have ever been honoured to call ‘friends’. I will be with you in this fight, all the way, ‘til death if that’s necessary. I salute you, and I love you all}, it went down in a single swallow.

Ron smiled as he took his glass from Hermione, he lifted the dark red liquid and uttered a simple, {To my favourite people, all of you}, and downed his in one.

She presented a glass to Draco next who took it with a smile, {I was a bastard for years. I want to say sorry, really sorry, for everything nasty I ever did to any of you, my bond-mate particularly. I’m proud and glad for all the protection you have already given me while I was pregnant and that kind of love and devotion can never be repaid fully, so I say a heartfelt thanks. I am grateful that you are our Shields and that you have willingly taken on this role. I salute you all and thank you, for taking me into your generous hearts}, he swallowed the contents of his glass.

Harry could sense the tears at the edge of his lover’s send and squeezed his hand, then took his own glass from Hermione. He felt his grin widen as he regarded his favourite folk ranged around him, {To the finest set of witches and wizards on the planet, bar none. To each and every one of you. Friends, lovers, bond-mates, warriors}, he raised his glass, {We’ll do this guys}, and knocked it all back.

Ginny took hers next, kissing the delivering hand before taking the glass and hoisting it into the air, {To strength, to Magic, to love, to sex, to all of us, to Hogwarts for protecting us, to much-loved friends for caring for us, to my brothers, absent this night who have unwittingly provided a chief ingredient, and to our Magi, without whom none of this would be possible}. Her Potion took two swallows to get down.

Hermione took the last glass, laying the tray to one side. She thought deeply, then raised her glass, {To all those who are protecting us tonight, the Staff and the Order, who, right now are patrolling the grounds keeping us safe. To our Magi. To the Magic of the Founders, however flawed, that allowed us to be here in the first place, letting us all learn our Craft, and those of the Staff who have rendered exceptional assistance to allow tonight to happen}. She tilted her head taking the last of the Potion.

As she swallowed, they could all feel a faint difference.

{Lie down, feet towards the centre}, she sent. They all obeyed. {Keep hold of each other’s hands}, she gently instructed. She took a deep breath before issuing the next request. She saw them all in a perfect circle, hands joined.

{Now loosen the fastenings on your cloaks}, her send was deeper, {Cast your cloaks off}. They all lay there naked. She sent another jolt through their joined hands. {Now it begins. Kiss your partners}. They all obeyed gladly. She left them a long moment, hearing sighs turn to moans. Stopped everyone and they all went back to the Circle, cheeks flushed, eyes burning.

{Now roll over and kiss the person to your other side. Touch them. But remember, you only ‘finish’ with your own partner}, her send was a bit breathless as she rolled to her left and took Draco into her arms, kissing him senseless.

{Let us lead by example}, she growled into her Mage’s mind. Draco in turn opened his mouth to her ferocity, loving it. She rolled over him and off, turning to the next. Neville. She kissed him to a state of breathlessness, running a hot hand over his taut body, licking her lips then taking his cock in her hand, giving a couple of encouraging strokes, making him hard. She rolled off him, his girlfriend in her arms next.

She raked her fingers through that thick hair, they’d been here before. She kissed the small dark girl arching into her body, {Yessss} came the reply, as their tongues twined together. She rolled over again. Into Ron’s arms, feeling that huge length against her belly. On impulse she rose and took him inside her for a couple of strokes, leaving her best friend gasping for more as she rolled towards his bond-mate, letting him take her in his arms, kiss her as he murmured endearments in his native tongue, pressing his hardness into her hip.

She turned to the next, flicking a glance to the others. Who had all caught her intent. She watched for a moment as Ron fastened Seamus beneath him. Lavender was kissing Harry like there was no tomorrow. Pansy’s tongue buried in Draco’s mouth, her hand out of sight touching him. Hermione paused on a giggle, this was going very well. She sighed and sank, kissing the next person she rolled against.

She rolled over again. The energy was really pulsing. Lavender ran her hands through Hermione’s curls. {This is the kiss I wanted to give you the night you dowsed me}, Hermione accepted, her head thrown back, {I know. Give it to me}, and she did, in spades, making Hermione moan. But she turned, eluding further touches. She turned to Seamus, who was a little over-awed and just held her, {You are the smartest Witch for many generations. I love you to bits but I’m not sure.....}.

In reply, Hermione grasped his hand, placing it on her breast, making him pinch her nipple, make it hard. She lowered her mouth to his, making the connection. He gave in and kissed her, {I feel like I’m betraying her in some way}. Hermione kissed him back making real passion rise between them.{It’s a Ritual. Go with it. She is}. He glanced around the Circle seeking his girlfriend. To see her with her tongue buried in Ron’s mouth, squealing with delight as she passed to his lover.

Hermione detached herself watching the Ritual from an intellectual distance. There was still one last hurdle to jump. In slow motion she saw Ron approach his sister, take her in his strong arms, hold her to his chest, then in a move that surprised them all he claimed Ginny’s mouth in a kiss that stole the breath from both of them. She tightened her grip on him, then stroked a teasing hand along his body, grasping his cock in her long fingers, stroking a little then leaving go. At that moment all the partners moved together, the Ritual becoming serious. The Six moved together, overcome by desire, to their partners, rubbing, licking, fucking. Their climaxes suddenly happening thick and fast. Hermione’s head tipped back as she heard, witnessed, with eyes and ears. Then in a graceful move she rose, taking up her athame and chalice, she made a tiny cut in everyone’s throat, collecting heated blood, then licking the wound closed, making everyone moan as her tongue touched the wound.

She gathered her Mages to her. Laying them on their backs, in the centre of the circle, separated but still holding hands. She laid a hand around each of their cocks, {Lay a hand around. Guide me. I have to finish you two. It should be inside but I’m happy to make it just hands}. Draco shook his head as he guided Hermione atop him then he was inside her, just a few exquisite strokes and he shuddered beneath her, she felt the warm gush inside her.

She kissed him hard and rolled off. To feel Harry leaning over her, she reached up kissing him, {How do you want me, my Mage}, he grinned pressing against her, {I’ve no idea. Why don’t you lead, my ‘Mione}. In reply she pulled him down to her, {You top}, and she spread her legs for him and guided him into her, squeezing him inside her. She kissed him sending a little jolt through her tongue and Harry climaxed in moments.

She chuckled at his red face, {But ‘Mione, I wanted to take you with me}. She shook her head, {No, Harry, much as I would have enjoyed it, this has to be done this way. Maybe that’s where Salazar went wrong, he didn’t assault anyone, he just got carried away. Easily done under the circumstances. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a date with my Girlie, but I need to blood you both first. Oh gods, now comes the tricky bit}. Harry was puzzled as they parted.

She whispered into his mind, {How strong is this ward around us, Harry?}. {Pretty strong, though our ‘jolts’ can probably penetrate it. Why?}. Hermione chewed her lip a moment, {Because all around have to feel my climax, not just you guys as witnesses}. Harry’s eyebrows shot up, {Surely not. Oh, poor you}. She shrugged, {There won’t be any doubts though, will there? }.

They moved apart and Hermione moved into her Girlie’s arms, the urgency in Ginny’s kisses plain, {Missy, I’m burning up here, please}. In short order, Hermione had her mewling in delight on the tip of her tongue.

{Sorry chaps}, she sent to the circle at large, {but you all have to feel my, erm, climax. I need you all to join hands again}. Draco moved to her other side and took her free hand. Ginny lying between her Missy’s legs, holding her other hand, her tongue buried in her, her other hand clutching Blaise’s as she made Hermione writhe under her, {Sorry, Missy, can’t use my fingers}. In reply Hermione bucked under her tongue and tightened her grip on both hands, {No need. Oh fuck. Harder. Oh Yesss, Yesss} and came in her lover’s talented mouth, a scorching burn passing through them all like brushfire and lightning and electric shocks literally making everyone’s hair stand on end.

Hermione broke the circle as the last vestiges passed from them all, then sat up and gathered her Girlie into her arms. She took up her athame and with shaking fingers blooded her lover counting eight drops into the chalice. {Pass me the mirror off the centre-stone please}. Harry reached in and handed it to her. She held the chalice between her raised knees, the mirror in her left, the athame in her right and made the slit at the base of her throat. She sent, {I know mirrors accentuate the Magic in circles, but this one’s here to stop me cutting my flippin’ throat}, everyone laughed.

She counted a dozen drops into the chalice then handed it solemnly to Draco who was rubbing his right palm with his left thumb, {You dug your nails in a bit}, then took it, grinning. She leaned in and kissed him close-mouthed, {Go make the Bond-Seal for us guys. Wake me up when you’re done. I need to fall over for a bit}. She pulled her Girlie to her and lay down.

Harry and Draco glanced at each other then went to the centre-stone. Everything they needed was there including the recipe. They got started, the couples around them relaxing, some talk and banter, then the bhang worked it’s own magic, a random send, {Are we allowed to go again with our partners}. Hermione shrugged, {Don’t see why not}, to an answering moan from across the circle.

The moon disappeared behind a cloud and the moans intensified. The Magi had an hour’s wait for the Potion to steep and all made use of the time, just the couples, nice and slow.

{What do we do now?}. Harry. {Pour it into the shot glasses and hand it round in the same order I gave the bonding Potion in, except Ginny and I before you two, Draco first then yourself. Got that?}, her send was drowsy. {Yes, my esteemed Elemental and best friend}. She blew him a mental kiss and Harry lined the glasses up.

Hermione could hardly contain herself as it was passed around, she giggled, {This is it guys. Bonded. Forever. All of us. May the Bond be sealed, our hearts be true, and our love be everlasting}. One by one they drank. Hermione then summoned the energy to take out of a bag a strong canvas sack and a hammer. She collected all the glasses together tipping them into the sack, then stood at the centre-stone placing the sack on it, then pounded the glass to dust with the hammer, {Now we are truly bonded, no more bonds will be drunk from these vessels}.

She tied the sack up for disposal then turned regarding them all a big smile on her face, {We did it!!. Now we feast and drink}. She uncovered the food, cold cooked chicken, salad, fresh fruit with coconut cake to follow. It was enjoyed at a leisurely pace, followed by three bottles of wine and a bottle of champagne. No-one bothered to cover up and a real Saturnalian feast was enjoyed by all.

{So what powers do we have now?}. Lavender. Hermione shrugged, {The Founder’s Ritual went tit’s-up, so no-one knows. I guess we’ll just stumble into our new powers as it occurs to us. For instance, I keep feeling this lightness around my shoulders, I wonder...}. Harry cut her off, {Oh, wow, that’s the feeling I got the day we flew broomless for the first time}. The others all looked around at each other and grinned. {We’ll try later, when the Ritual’s over, eh?}. Seamus.

Draco sent to a thoughtful Hermione, {Come on, you. What exactly are you planning for all this magic?. It’s not all about defeating Voldemort is it?}. Hermione blushed turning to him and shook her head, {I have another year here and I’d like to see some changes made, a bit less rivalry and a bit more co-operation between houses for example, maybe even a remedial class to teach you purebloods how to handle credit cards and the Internet}, she chuckled, {But there’s more. I’d love to found a University, for the furtherance of Magical Studies. Where we could explore all the different strains of Magic in a learning environment. Where accomplished Witches and Wizards can hone their skills still further, where sex magic such as we have learned by instinct can be taught without fear that the pupils are under-age, where our own ex-teachers can come and expand their own knowledge in research and new projects, try out new ideas. Please don’t laugh, this idea is dear to me}, she ended plaintively.

Draco, far from laughing, was stunned. He was silent for a long moment. Then, {Hermione, I think that’s a bloody brilliant idea. Have you told anyone else about this?}. She looked down, {Not even my Girlie. You’re the very first to know. There’s a reason you were always my close second, Draco, in academic matters. You’ve got a brain on those shoulders. I’d love to have it teaching alongside me. None of this bloody preliminary stuff either. We get to write the Grimoires for future generations whilst exploring the boundaries of the possible. How about it?}.

Draco felt a thrill run through him at the very idea, {Surely, Harry and I will be required to sit on the Wizengamot, though I can’t think of anything more boring, myself. Sorting out petty disputes. Sitting in court day after day, ugh}, he shivered. {Your idea sounds much more exciting. What would you be?. The Dean or something}. Hermione screwed her face up, {Eeewww, no!. Too much admin. work. I’ll teach Advanced Potions. You know the Warrior bond and your Mage bond Potions are at the Ministry awaiting marking as my NEWT projects?}. Draco started, she hushed him, {Don’t worry, there’s a time spell. Not until the Battle is over. I made sure of that and Severus has sworn the examining board all to secrecy until they can be examined}, she giggled.

He stared at her, amazed. Harry came online, questioning, so Hermione told him, then sent it to the rest of the Ten. To hoots and cheers of support. She sent with tears in her eyes, {This Spell worked. It couldn’t have without everybody’s love and co-operation...}. Seamus cut her off, {Aye and your amazing Potions}. She smiled and looked down. {It’s all down to my Magi. If not them, then no us. Simple really. But not so. The Magic awoke in all of us. When we joined as partners, when we made love}, her send softened, {When we told each other we loved each other. At each stage in our relationships, something changes, the Magic gets stronger until now. We should be at the pinnacle of our Powers, but we don’t know what they are}, she giggled a long stoned giggle, {But you still threw this Shield around us, Harry, and I still brewed the Potions, and, fuck it, we’ll figure this out. I only hope we get the time to}. In his heart, Harry had the sneaking feeling that they were not going to. But at least the Bond had taken place. Now all he needed was to go to bed and sleep.

Harry took down the Shield and Hermione opened the Circle. The celebrants stepped out. The moon was lower, about to set, but beautiful to look upon. The Ten wrapped themselves in their cloaks, huddling in their couples. Cariad was warm and still asleep as Harry lifted her against him. They ambled back to the Castle, each needing their bed.

In the still-bright moonlight a figure could be discerned sitting cross-legged on the back lawn, leaning back on his hands, head tipped back, gaze intent on the full moon. As the Ten drew closer, Hermione gave a little squeal and detached, running across the grass and hugging Remus Lupin with main force. Sitting out under a sailing full moon in human shape, tears running over his cheeks, a beatific smile spreading over his face.