Inheriting a Draconian Mantle – Book 4

By Stargatesg1fan1

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the recognized characters or universes within. If I did…I would have ended the Inheritance Cycle with Arya and Eragon in love and entangled in a heated, naked, and sweaty mess in their bed. Harry Potter would have been smarter and taken every opportunity he had to make love to the gorgeous Miss Granger and when they were old enough he would have made her the next Mrs. Potter.

Females Bonded by Harry Potter So Far (In Books One through Three):

Nymphadora 'Nym' Tonks is played by Sarah Chalke

Hermione Granger is played by Emma Watson

Susan Bones is played by Karen Gillian

Cho Chang is played by Katie Leung

Ginny Weasley is played by Julie McNiven

Luna Lovegood is played by Evanna Lynch

Queen Dianna of the Fairies is played by Dianna Agron

Females Bonded by Harry Potter in Book 4:

Jaimie (Merlin's mother) is played by Jaimie Alexander

Arya is played by Sienna Guillory

Professor Bridget Regan is played by Bridget Regan

Fleur Delacour is played by Clemence Poesy

IaDM – IaDM – IaDM – IaDM – IaDM – IaDM – IaDM – IaDM – IaDM – IaDM - IaDM

Chapter 10

Harry flew on and entered the passageway that had a thirty-five degree upwards slope.

"I think you should walk for awhile. You don't want to fly into something else that has inverted gravity," Saphira advised.

"I think you're right," Harry agreed with his dragon, touching down on the slope.

Just as he touched down the slope lost all friction as a sheet of ice formed on the surface. Quicker than an elf, Harry drove Brisingr into the ground to stop his slide. Casting a charm that was designed to provide friction on an icy surface upon his shoes saw the warrior continuing up the tunnel. Harry approached the next closed door cautiously. He sent his powerful consciousness out in front of him and sensed a malevolent consciousness on the other side of the door.

"What is that?" Saphira asked.

"I don't know," Harry replied. "I guess I'll just have to go in and find out."

Harry took the extra precaution of willing a powerful shield around his form just above the surface of his skin. He was already wearing form fitting under armor beneath the illusion of the clothing an illusory arm band generated. The illusory arm band was similar to the bracelet he had gifted to Hermione and her mum the first Christmas he had spent with the Grangers. There was a stone on the right of the door with an impression for a hand print. Harry sensed the stone controlled the wards on the door. He placed his hand in the correct place. The sliding door split apart and a rush of wind threatened to suck Harry through the opening. This wasn't the first time a violent storm had threatened to suck the Rider into the maelstrom. Brisingr once more struck into the stone at its master's feet, anchoring him in place.

"This reminds me of that storm back in Ellesmera when we were younger," Saphira pointed out.

"Yes, except there was no storm demon causing that storm," Harry pointed out as he stared at the glowing eyes of the storm spirit the Greeks and Romans had called a venti.

The venti's body was a swirling vortex of wind and water. Rain, lightning, and thunder were generated by the roof of the massive chamber Harry was looking into. The keen Rider's eyes spotted Victor Krum lying at the bottom of the chamber gasping for breath as the venti tried to literally suck the life out of him.

"Any advice on how I should play this one?" Harry asked his dragon and mates together.

Those mates were watching the events from the stands with the exception of Fleur, Dianna, and Arya.

"You could go out of phase but I don't think you want to reveal that particular ability," Hermione replied. "It's too useful and keeping it secret will make it most effective."

"Not to mention knowledge of that ability will instill fear in some," Susan pointed out.

"Use your spacesuit," Nym urged. "It will protect you and provide you air to breathe. We can say it's an armored spacesuit being developed by Potter Enterprises to explore space."

There was a mental feeling of consensus from the Riders present including Lily and the Marauders. Harry teleported his armored spacesuit onto his form and immediately felt relief as the howl of the wind being sucked out of the tunnel was dampened by his suit.

Harry leapt out of the tunnel and attempted to fly towards Victor. It appeared as if he might make it for a moment but then the winds overcame the warrior's momentum and he was sent crashing against the nearest wall. The venti focused its terrible attention on him with a powerful column of air buffeting him. Harry could superheat the air in the room with Brisingr in the blink of an eye, dispersing the molecules that comprised the storm spirit but that would also kill Victor. Harry took aim with his wand but not at the venti. Instead the mage sent out a jet like blast of power directed opposite the direction he wanted to go that saw him rocketing along the wall with a scraping grating sound that could be heard even over the wind. His spacesuit protected the Rider as he hurtled towards Victor. Harry reached the Bulgarian just as the foreign wizard passed out. Harry transfigured a dome up from the surface of the chamber to cover Victor completely and generated a bubblehead effect within the closed dome. Then he transfigured more of the floor up over his own legs to hold himself in place. As the venti tried sending more blasts of air mixed with some electricity towards the mage he focused his will and sent a beam of purplish black energy shooting into the center of the chamber.

When the beam hit the heart of the maelstrom the energy seemed to stop. Spacetime distorted with a rippling effect. The light in the room suddenly dimmed. In the center of the chamber all light disappeared into the micro-black hole that was forming. The venti screamed in what could be construed as terror as it realized its fate. The air began to escape from the room. Harry's spacesuit protected him as the venti and every breathable molecule in the sealed chamber vented through the black hole. When the venti was gone Harry sent a stream of pure white magic coursing at the singularity. It swiftly closed up. Time had slowed down from the time dilation effects of the spatial distortion and the flow rate of normal time resumed as the tear closed. Another doorway opened up into a chamber in the ceiling of the large room. Air rushed in from the other room which was filled with a glowing blue light. Harry left Krum in the dome knowing the judges would soon retrieve the Bulgarian.

Harry rocketed off the floor of the massive cavernous chamber and shot up through the opening into the chamber above. The blue light from the shimmering Triwizard trophy reflected off the crystalline walls of the saucer shaped chamber which sat on top of the labyrinth. Harry walked over to the trophy and grasped the handle. The Rider knew it was a trap but planned on setting it off anyway. Stunning magic coursed from the trophy into Harry's hand even as the ground seemed to shake. The saucer sealed itself up tight as Harry pretended to collapse to the ground unconscious. Really the armor had dampened the stunning spell to nothing. The spectators cried out in surprise as the saucer began to fly upwards while it spun.

"This isn't part of the Tournament," Bagman cried as the saucer lifted off.

The saucer shot off heading in the direction of the ancestral house of Riddle.

"I'll go after Potter," Mad Eye assured the other broom riders as he took off on his broom after the saucer.

It didn't take long for the magical vessel to reach its destination. When the saucer did reach its target it landed as its master directed it. Moody touched down on his broom in the graveyard just as Riddle and the Death Eaters approached the saucer.

"Rookwood, Yaxley, get Potter out here so we can have our fun," Riddle ordered while gesturing and causing a door to form in the side of the saucer.

The two Death Eaters entered the saucer. There was a flash of light emanating from within the saucer and two severed heads flew out of the saucer.

"Potter should not be conscious," Bellatrix declared.

"Well he is," Riddle replied while sending a spell at the saucer.

The spell caused the saucer to start shrinking. Harry calmly walked out of the door of the saucer minus his spacesuit.

"Hello Tom," Harry greeted as he faced Riddle surrounded by several dozen Death Eaters.

The Rider recognized many of the Death Eaters while others he didn't recognize.

"It appears Tommy has been recruiting," Sirius sent to his godson from the back of his dragon.

Sirius and most of the other Riders were sitting on their dragons spread throughout the graveyard Riddle's ancestors were buried in. The dragons levitated in the air a dozen feet off the ground using nothing but their magic. Their wings did not beat. Several dozen invisible probes hovered around the Graveyard carrying audio and video feed of the confrontation between Potter and the Dark Lord to millions of magical homes throughout the world unbeknownst to the Death Eaters and their master.

"Don't call me that Potter," Voldemort demanded his voice icy and apparently calm. The telepathic Riders could feel the Dark Lord's rage and hate surrounding him like a maelstrom of dark emotions. "I'm continually surprised someone of the so called light is willing to resort to such brutality."

As he said this, Riddle nodded towards Yaxley's severed head.

"Oh you would be surprised by what I can do Tommy," Harry rebutted with a grim smile. The repeated use of his birth name saw Riddle's eyes literally glow red. Harry tilted his head to the side and observed, "You have actually dealt with demons."

"Yes," Riddle confirmed. "And they've made me far more powerful than the last time we met."

Harry's eyes glowed green and he saw what Riddle truly was now.

Harry sighed and explained, "Tom, you traded your soul to demons in exchange for this power. You were under the impression that the demons couldn't get at what little soul you had left because you tied the majority of your soul into Horcruxes."

Tom's eyes widened for a second then narrowed with blinding fury.

"What do you know of Horcruxes, Potter?" Riddle demanded.

"I know you used a journal, Hufflepuff's enchanted goblet, the ring once possessed by your grandfather Marvolo Gaunt, Slytherin's locket, Ravenclaw's famous diadem, and your snake Nagini to hide your pieces of wretched soul within," Harry explained.

As Harry spoke each item appeared from the micro-pensieve projector held within his palm except when it came to Nagini. When Harry spoke of the snake Saphira touched down next to her Rider with the enlarged snake in her talons. Nagini writhed in agony and hissed angrily at the suddenly noticeable dragon as draconic talons dug into the snake's flesh.

"No," Riddle hissed in rage just before Saphira shredded the snake with her talons.

At the same time the keen sense of smell possessed by Arya and Harry picked up that several of the Death Eaters had shat themselves at the sight of Saphira. As Nagini died the escaping Horcrux spirit screamed in impotent fury. Before it could escape Harry summoned a sphere of dark light into his hand and held it towards the wraith. The piece of Riddle's soul let out a terrified squeal as it was pulled into the dark sphere. Harry banished the sphere back to storage a moment later.

"I don't need to destroy the vessel to remove the taint of your soul Riddle. I have plans for your essence. I am not letting you pass on until I'm ready," Harry assured.

"Potter, I'm going to make you suffer horribly. You may have a powerful pet," Riddle mused while eying Saphira. "But I have more impressive pets."

As the black practitioner spoke Harry felt Riddle releasing some wards the Rider hadn't sensed before. Suddenly a new pocket dimension swam into the Riders' awareness. Out of the newly revealed opening swarmed several hundred creatures Harry had hoped never to see again. A little over one hundred Ra'zac and an equal number of Lethrblaka poured into the graveyard.

"Tom, you have no idea what you have just unleashed on our world," Harry stated, his voice still calm. "Riders," Harry's mental presence rang out to all the Riders. There were approximately fifty Riders in various stages of training. "These are Lethrblaka and Ra'zac. Put on your spacesuits because their breath can instill a paralyzing fear. They are not native to our dimension. Try to kill at least one as you touch down using your invisibility and kill a Death Eater if you can as well. After the initial volley drop your invisibility. We can play it off later as our teleporting in. I don't want to reveal our invisibility if we don't have to."

"You still want to go ahead with the broadcast then?" Hermione asked.

"Yes, more than ever. The world needs to see the evil that Riddle represents," Harry replied.

As this conversation took place at the speed of thought Riddle began to change. At first Harry thought it was an animagus but he quickly disregarded that idea when Riddle grew larger than a dragon.

"What the fuck is that thing?" Nym demanded.

"A drakon," Dianna answered as Riddle's shape coalesced into a hideous looking armored serpent as thick in the trunk of its body as a train was wide.

"Judging by the fact that one Death Eater just fainted they did not know their boss could do that," Neville observed.

"Great, a demonic drakon," Harry replied. "I'll take Riddle. You guys take the others."

"We'll take Riddle, Harry," Saphira corrected.

Saphira let out a roar and charged the drakon. At the same time the Riders invisibly hovering attacked the Ra'zac, Lethrblaka, and Death Eaters. For some of the Riders this was the first real combat they had experienced. Training can only take a warrior so far. Cries of anguish and pain mixed with the screeches of hundreds of demonic voices coming from the Lethrblaka and Ra'zac. Harry had little time to pay attention to the other Riders for he was dealing with a huge drakon. Saphira latched onto Riddle with her claws and tore at his scales, each the size of a car hood. Saphira managed to rip free several of the armored scales before Riddle's bulky tail came up and smashed her away from his side. When she was thrown off Saphira landed on her back exposing her underside. Riddle opened his mouth and a dark fire leapt from his maw and lashed at Saphira's underbelly.

Saphira let out an agonized scream. Harry was on Riddle's back in an instant. He drove Brisingr into the section of flesh recently stripped of armor. Riddle's let out a cry of pain and anger that shook the earth. A blast of dark energy burst from the wound and sent Harry hurtling away from the drakon. As Harry hurtled back from the giant serpent he could see the drakon's wounds healing themselves. The attack from the Rider had at least allowed his dragon to recover her footing and charge once more.

"We need backup," Harry thought before concentrating on another giant snake he was familiar with. "Squamis, prepare for battle." This was all the warning the basilisk formerly belonging to Salazar Slytherin got before it was transported into battle. Several Death Eaters and Ra'zac were crushed in the serpent's arrival. "Help Saphira and I battle this beast."

"Yes Master," Squamis replied before she hurtled into the much larger serpent from the backside.

Saphira and Squamis worked together to tackle the larger beast. Riddle quickly grew frustrated because as soon as he focused on one attacker the other attacker would dart in and attack with tooth, claws, or tail. But any tear that was managed in the drakon's armor was swiftly repaired by demonic dark energy. Harry had time to analyze the battle from the air as he got clear of the three battling titans. The rest of the combatants had also gotten clear of the trio. The ones that hadn't been quick enough had gotten crushed. The graveyard was a mess. Stone markers yielded to the bodies of the three giants as Saphira, Riddle, and Squamis grappled.

Harry flew down and used Brisingr to sever the head from the shoulders of one of the Ra'zac that his mother had been fighting.

"Thanks," Lily sent to her son before she turned her focus on the remaining Ra'zac while her dragon battled Lethrblaka.

The Riders seemed to be holding their own but they were not coming away unscathed. Harry saw several of the older Riders and their dragons killed. These older dragons and Riders were from the breed originally brought from Alagaesia and possessed none of the magical enhancements of the later generation of Riders. Harry didn't look too closely at these deaths because they could be reversed by retrieval teams after the battle. Time travel could be a very useful tool.

Harry had no more time to help his Riders as Saphira sent, "Harry we need you."

As Harry hurtled towards Riddle he could see what had happened. The drakon had wizened up and decided that it was worth incurring horrendous damage that would be repaired by demonic dark energy in exchange for taking out one of his enemies. Riddle went after Squamis. Large tears were observable in the basilisk's side. As he flew to join in the battle Harry's Master of Death powers kicked in and he knew the best way to kill Riddle once and for all. He summoned his spacesuit onto his form and headed towards the drakon's mouth as it prepared to bite Squamis again. Harry flew right into the drakon's gaping maw.

Riddle reared back and screamed as Brisingr cut into his soft insides. Harry went wild hacking and burning through the drakon's soft innards. The Rider could feel the stress the protections on his suit were under as Riddle's demonically enhanced magic fought against the intrusion. From the outside the sound was absolutely terrifying. A drakon's tortured cries could be heard for miles around.

"Get ready Saphira," Harry told his dragon as he focused on his magic.

"I am ready Harry," Saphira replied.

Harry stabbed Brisingr into Riddle's blackened heart and concentrated on the act of teleportation. The Rider and his dragon were so closely bonded together that Saphira concentrated on going Between at the same time. They felt momentary resistance as Riddle's demon enhanced powers fought the foreign magic. But just as the resistance started Harry channeled a cruciatus curse through his sword into Riddle's impaled heart.

"Feel what your minions and victims have felt for years, Riddle," Harry telepathically projected into Riddle's mind.

The increased pain broke away all resistance to the teleportation. Dragon and Rider worked together to take Riddle Between. The transportation was only momentary. Seconds later Riddle and Saphira appeared in the vacuum of space far from the Earth but not out of sight by telescope. Harry teleported to Saphira's back and the dragon once more jumped Between. Even as Riddle's magic fought to survive the harshness of space the bomb Harry had left behind went off. Riddle's being was scattered violently into space as the antimatter grenade did its job. A grenade was a misleading term because the weapon had as much destructive power as some of the most potent nuclear weapons of 21st century Earth. In the time AIVAS left Earth the antimatter grenade was one of the weaker weapons available.

"That is truly an awesome sight," Harry told his dragon as the pair hung suspended in space watching the light show they had caused.

"Indeed. Riddle is truly dead," Saphira observed.

"Most definitely," Harry assured.

"Harry, we could use some help down here," Nym told her lover telepathically.

"On our way, love," Harry responded.

Saphira once more jumped Between. When she and her Rider reappeared over the battlefield quite a bit more time had passed than the rest of the universe could perceive. Saphira had jumped Between times. Indeed, all of the Riders whose dragons were capable of jumping Between times were regularly jumping back in time so that both dragon and Rider could recuperate from the fighting only to catch up with the point they had jumped back from and resume fighting. By the time Harry had rejoined the fighting the Death Eaters were dead. Maybe thirty Ra'zac and Lethrblaka remained. Saphira came down upon a Lethrblaka even as her Rider flipped from her back and brought Brisingr down through the neck of another.

Harry was a blur of speed, agility, and grace only approached by Arya and Dianna. He cut a swath through the enemy creatures. Within minutes the battle was over. Several of the demons tried to flee no doubt to breed on Earth once again. When Harry saw this he let out a primal snarl and gestured with his hand at the three Ra'zac and five Lethrblaka that were trying to flee in different directions. The creatures hurtled back towards Earth's greatest warrior. Harry flew upwards as the creatures hurtled towards his position. He gestured downwards and a singularity formed beneath him. Harry's right hand gestured at the miniature black hole formed with his magic and the demons went hurtling into the rupture in spacetime. With another gesture of Harry's hand the black hole closed.

"Teams one and two, retrieval," Harry ordered.

A dozen dragons and their Riders immediately vanished. Moments later they reappeared along with the "dead" Riders and dragons. Many of the temporally rescued Riders looked over at their corpses and shuddered with revulsion before vanishing the bodies.

Harry walked over to where the most Lethrblaka and Ra'zac bodies lay crushed from where the Riders had initially fallen upon them. He raised his hands in the air and began chanting in a language few of the Riders would recognize. A shimmering jagged line appeared in the air approximately eight feet in length. The scar was putting out a reddish black glow.

"What is that?" Susan asked as she and the other Riders approached the scar.

"It's the scar from the portal Riddle opened to the dimension where the Ra'zac and Lethrblaka came from. I suspect he has opened other portals in the past to get used to commanding these minor demons and to other dimensions entirely to commune with more powerful demons," Harry explained. Harry began projecting bluish-white energy from his fingertips and it arced into the scar. The remnants of the portal began dissipating. "I'm sealing the scar to make sure no more demons can get through this region of spacetime uninvited."

Dianna approached just as Harry was finishing the sealing of the portal scar and announced, "We have finished healing Squamis."

"Thank you," Harry said to Arya and Dianna while he sent Squamis back to rest in the Chamber of Secrets.

Harry and his mates had expanded upon Squamis' habitat in the Chamber over the years and had made it much more hospitable for the Basilisk.

"I believe we are ready to go back," Harry announced.

The Riders all mounted their dragons. The flying sentients jumped into the air and took off. Swift sharp flapping of many wings saw the dragons and Riders rising to altitude before vanishing. Those who couldn't jump Between were equipped with special portkeys enchanted to transport dragons. Most of the Riders came out of Between above Hogwarts although most were not visible. Visible was Harry on Saphira, Lily on her Ramoth, and James on his Mnementh. There was a huge commotion from the crowd as the three dragons touched down in front of the stands.

Harry was the first to leap from his dragon's back but his parents quickly followed suit. Dumbledore was the first to step forward.

"Mr. Potter, how is this possible?" Dumbledore asked while eying James and Lily.

With a sonorous on her voice Lily asked, "Do you mean how is it we are alive when you did your best to ensure your son Severus Snape directed Voldemort into killing us?"

"Or do you mean how is it possible our son just slew the reborn Dark Lord without your many attempted manipulations influencing him?" James asked, his voice also carrying out over the crowd.

Dumbledore paled and then steeled his nerves. The old man had been realizing that he had made some grievous errors in the name of the greater good. That was why he had backed off trying to regain control of Harry Potter. It seemed now Harry wanted to publicly take down Albus Dumbledore.

"I have no idea what you are talking about. James and Lily Potter are dead. Who are you?" Dumbledore demanded as he drew his wand and pointed it at James and Lily.

"My parents are very much alive, Dumbledore," Harry declared as he stepped forward in front of his parents and batted aside Dumbledore's diagnostic spell sent towards James with casual ease and without a wand. "I have gone further than any magician alive to protect my family and friends."

"Dumbledore," Amelia Bones called as she stepped from the crowd where she had been sitting watching the event with Susan. "Leave Mr. Potter alone. You hold no authority to interrogate him."

"Amelia is right," Cornelius added as he came down from the Ministry box at the top of the stands.

"I'm afraid Mr. Potter may have been delving into the darkest of magics," Dumbledore replied gravely. "I must administer Veritruserum and get to the bottom of this before another Tom Riddle is born."

The Headmaster of Hogwarts waved towards the stands and a shimmering wall of energy, part of the Hogwarts wards, rose up cutting off the spectators from accessing the area where Dumbledore and the three Potters stood. Amelia and her Aurors immediately began sending spells at the barrier but the wards tapped into Hogwarts themselves. The Wizarding Television video probes were still broadcasting events from the arena. They had caught the entire conversation.

As Dumbledore focused on Harry the Rider said, "That would make it so much easier for you wouldn't it Albus? If I was really just as bad as Tom Riddle you would find it easier to stomach the things you have done to my family and I in the name of the greater good."

Dumbledore's eyes hardened and he prepared himself to take on the three magicians. Dumbledore knew Harry was a very formidable young wizard, perhaps the most formidable in the world. But after seeing Harry in action against the Kraken Dumbledore had prepared for the day when he would have to face Earth's savior in battle.

"You will lose against me, Harry. Surrender and it would save us all some pain," Dumbledore urged.

"How about instead I help you along to hell where you belong," Harry rebutted. "Say hello to your old pal Gellert for me."

Dumbledore struck with the first spell. A jagged bolt of lightning-shaped energy shot from the old man's wand. Harry twisted aside from the spell and saw through Saphira's eyes as the section of the labyrinth hit by the magic disintegrated.

"Be careful, Harry. He is not playing to capture," Saphira warned.

"Neither am I," Harry replied while stomping his right foot against the ground.

The ground rolled in a line of force from Harry straight to Dumbledore. Dumbledore was hurled into the air but he quickly countered his momentum by pointing his wand behind him and letting loose with a burst of superheated fire that acted like a rocket engine. His velocity upwards and away halted and he touched down on a quickly cast cushioning charm. Harry followed up with a curse that sent jagged spikes of silver bigger than nails hurtling towards the Headmaster. Dumbledore cast a shield which caught the matter before lashing out with a whip made of fire coming from his wand. The Rider used Brisingr to cleave the fire whip in pieces.

This all happened in the span of approximately twenty seconds. The action was so fast the spectators behind the barrier were having difficulty following the events and comprehending the force with which the two mages were using to do battle. Harry could have used far more of the resources at his disposal. There were methods gained from his creations and from AIVAS that would see Dumbledore dead before the old man could perceive the fight was over but doing so would reveal too much. Besides that, the people watching were expecting a faceoff between the two greatest magicians of the age. Why deprive them of that when it was easier to give it to them.

Dumbledore pointed his wand at the ground between himself and his enemy and sent powerful magic into the Earth. A humanoid creature twelve feet tall made of soil and stone tore its way free of the ground. It let out a roar that shook the ground and charged towards Harry. Harry didn't move a muscle. The creature charged towards him and with both arms outstretched fell upon the Rider. The crowd and Dumbledore stared in amazement as Harry rose out of the ground and into the air as if he was a ghost. A moment later the dimensionally out of phase wizard proved he was no ghost by pointing his hand back at the golem and letting loose with a stream of blue white fire that immolated the creature.

A look of sudden realization entered Dumbledore's eyes. He knew Harry was holding back. Dumbledore knew he only had one chance to beat Potter and that was to throw everything he had at the younger wizard. Dumbledore's magic lashed out with raw force. A stream of whitish-red magic was shot towards Harry. At the same time walls of invisible force crushed down upon the green eyed wizard. Dumbledore was using the school's wards which were meant for defense to try to crush Harry. Albus Dumbledore poured everything he had into the attack.

"How dare he," Dianna mentally called out in outrage.

Many of the other Riders echoed the Fairy Queen's outrage. The Hogwarts wards were meant for protection of the students, not for harming one of those very students. Harry was peripherally aware of Arya and Jaimie grabbing onto the enraged Dianna and using their powers to restrain her attempts to incinerate Dumbledore.

"Let Harry handle him," Jaimie urged her sister even though she too would gladly kill Dumbledore if it was required of her.

Harry could have taken himself out of phase and avoided the dual magical assault but he didn't. He wanted to prove a point. His right hand snapped up in front of the oncoming stream of magic. A translucent blue shield formed over the surface of Harry's skin. The magic from Dumbledore's assault broke over Harry's shield like waves of water hitting a large rock. The blue barrier flared brighter as it was also being crushed by the wards. A low throbbing hum started to fill the air as sweat formed on Dumbledore's brow. Harry appeared calm and collected as he stood there without moving a muscle. The hum built in intensity and frequency as Dumbledore strained to control the magic. When the hum was painful to the ears Dumbledore's features twisted in a mask of pain and surprise before he literally exploded from the inside out. The blood and gore was spectacular. No piece bigger than a hamburger was left of Dumbledore as it impacted the shields.

As the barrier separating the stunned spectators from the combatants dropped the gore burned off of Harry's personal shield. Quite a few magicians rushed forward as the shield dropped, chief among them were Amelia and Cornelius. Harry also spotted the imposter Mad Eyed Moody. There was hate in Crouch Junior's eyes. Riders were trained to sense the ill intent of others around them. They could be peripherally aware of thousands of minds at once to some extent. Even with a shielded mind this was possible although much more difficult. The Rider had to pay greater attention to the very low levels of emotions that could leak through shields. Crouch Junior was having great difficulty suppressing his intent to use a killing curse on Harry Potter.

As Crouch Junior hobbled forward on Moody's leg to do just that Harry gestured towards the Death Eater. Crouch let out a deep yell of surprise and flew towards Earth's savior. The punch Harry delivered to the summoned Death Eater's jaw was spectacular. Crouch Junior was out like a light with the power cut.

"Harry, what the hell is going on?" Amelia was the first to ask as she eyed the dragons, Moody on the ground, and James and Lily Potter standing by silently.

Amelia's Aurors kept the crowd from entering the area because it was a crime scene. This also kept most people back from mobbing Harry. Neville and the real Alastor Moody walked towards the barrier of Aurors.

"Would you please let those two through Amelia," Harry requested.

Amelia and Cornelius stared at Alastor with amazement. There wasn't a scar on the smiling retired Auror's face. He had both eyes whole and there was no false leg.

"Alastor, how is this possible?" Cornelius was the first to ask. "And that," he added while gesturing to Lily and James.

"Time isn't a hindrance when it comes to rescuing the ones you love," Lily answered with an enigmatic smile.

Amelia was no fool. She caught on to the implied mention of time travel. It took Fudge a bit longer but he also caught on. That could be talked about later. Before they could even think of a response Moody spoke up.

"Potter there is a pure genius in everything he does," Moody replied as Neville crouched beside the fake Moody and began casting a quiet spell with his wand.

Moments later Crouch Junior reverted back to his true form. Amelia's face hardened as she recognized the Death Eater.

"How long have you known?" Amelia questioned Harry.

"For quite some time," Harry answered. "We knew his plan and therefore what Riddle intended to do to some degree. I'll admit the demons were a surprise. My organization and I couldn't get to Riddle where he was so we let him come to us."

"By we I assume you mean yourself and those who were riding dragons with you," Cornelius clarified with no small amount of awe in his voice at the mention of riding dragons.

"Yes, we are members of an order which predates the Ministry of Magic by millennia," Neville answered. "I trust you won't have any trouble with my parents, Alastor, and myself disposing of this piece of filth?"

Neville's question was posed politely but Cornelius knew better. It wasn't a good idea to oppose the wishes of Houses Potter and Longbottom. This was definitely not even a battle Cornelius even wished to fight.

"As far as I am concerned that creature died in Azkaban years ago before my administration was ever in place," Cornelius replied.

Amelia also gave an approving nod. The Aurors were blocking the spectators from really being able to see who was on the ground. Crouch Junior disappeared with a gesture of Harry's hand to a holding cell on Mars.

"You must be exhausted, Harry. I would appreciate some of your time to answer some questions later at your convenience," Amelia said to her niece's mate.

"Officially you may not get answers to all of your questions. Unofficially as family is a different story," Harry replied. He received feelings of love and happiness from Susan at that response along with a small smile from Amelia. "Perhaps we can come up with some suitable questions for an interview on wizarding television. I suggest you all pay close attention to the upcoming program we will be running detailing the past misdeeds of Albus Dumbledore and a great deal on Tom Riddle."

"We look forward to it Harry," Cornelius assured.

Harry, his parents, and Neville departed the arena by way of dragon. The dragons which had taken flight again shortly after having dropped off their Riders swooped down and snatched up their Riders without ever touching the ground. The crowd watched in awe as the dragons conveying James and Lily disappeared over the Forbidden Forest while Neville and Harry were deposited at the school. Their two dragons then simply vanished after touching down on the school roof. The watching crowd was never sure if the dragons were gone or simply invisible. It was a question that never received an answer and was heatedly debated among the magical community for years to come.

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Mars, Riders' Complex, Harry's Private Study…

Harry sat in the common room with Nym on his right and Hermione sitting on his left. Harry was relaxing after the battle that had just taken place and his first two mates had decided to keep him company. They were snuggled up together on a quite comfortable love seat.

"This is simply an awesome moment," Harry declared with an arm wrapped around each young woman.

"It is isn't it," Hermione agreed with a smile before planting a soft kiss on Harry's cheek.

"Riddle is dead, Dumbledore is dead. My dear aunt Bellatrix is dead. Hell, I bet most of the Death Eaters are dead," Nym pointed out.

"The marked ones anyway," Harry felt the need to point out.

Harry felt wonderful. Each beauty was half laying on him. His legs were stretched out on a long foot stool that he had attached to the love seat with a sticking charm. He was wearing a pair of shorts while Nym and Hermione were wearing short loose skirts, something he always approved of. The skin contact between their legs and his felt grand. He ran his hands up and down their sides, occasionally dipping under their shirts to let his fingers glide over bare skin.

"My mom mentioned finally being able to take a vacation," Hermione said.

"She has been able to fly anywhere on Earth, on Pern, or on Mars at a moment's notice since she became a Rider," Nym pointed out.

"I know that. But she meant to take a vacation without worrying about my safety while at Hogwarts. Plus she has been running retrieval duties back in time since Riddle was reborn," Hermione explained.

"The augmentation batteries aren't malfunctioning are they?" Harry asked worriedly.

The augmentation batteries were magical storage devices which stored arcane energy to protect Riders who were not inherently magical when they were timing it.

"No, no," Hermione assured. "The batteries work fine. They should since I helped design them. It's still a taxing experience to go on constant retrieval patrols."

"Speaking of retrieval…do you ever plan on revealing to the world at large exactly how many people we saved and that Riddle didn't really kill?" Nym asked her boyfriend.

Harry was silent for several minutes as he thought about the question. The two witches didn't push for an answer. They knew their mate's thinking expression. They were also completely comfortable with him to the point where they didn't need to talk to fill the silence.

Finally Harry replied, "We have revealed so much to the citizens of our Martian colonies that I am not sure we want to let them reintegrate into Earth society."

"We could spell them to secrecy," Hermione suggested.

"They do have loved ones still on Earth in most cases," Nym added.

"Yes, I've been considering that. We'll need to decide what is allowed to be public knowledge on Earth and what isn't," Harry said.

"We'll get on that with the others," Hermione agreed.

"Now this is enough talk. You've been running your hands over us for some time Harry. It's time to reap what you have sown," Nym declared before leaning up and capturing Harry's mouth in a deep kiss trying to convey her hunger for him.

Hermione began working at his shorts showing her agreement with her best friend. The witches certainly wouldn't get any argument from their wizard. Especially when moments later, Hermione demonstrated how skilled she was with her mouth for more than just words while Nym's mouth played with his.

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Longbottom Manor…

Bella heard the door of her dark cell open and light suddenly flooded the room she was held in. She could recall the battle with magicians on dragon back and nothing more. There was the sharp noise of hard shoes against hard stone and then a dark haired young woman wearing an incredibly revealing outfit came into Bella's view holding a short leather whip. Bella was securely strapped to a table with no clothing facing away from the door.

"Hello Bellatrix," Hannah greeted the last remaining Death Eater with a grim smile.

"My lord will boil the skin from your living body then visit several very exquisite tortures upon you," Bella threatened.

"I'm afraid he won't be doing that," Hannah replied. "Harry Potter destroyed your master. You have a new master now. Do you know who I am?"

"Impossible, Potter doesn't have the power. You look like an Abbot," Bella rebutted.

"I am Hannah Abbot, betrothed to Neville Longbottom. You are quite wrong. Harry Potter does have the power. You know it is true. Why else would you be here?" Hannah paused to let that thought sink in. "I will be your new mistress. I will be preparing you for your new existence, the remainder of which will be spent serving every desire of myself and my future husband."

"Go bugger yourself blood traitor," Bella snarled.

Hannah delivered a sharp blow with her whip onto Bella's nipples. The black sorceress screamed as she arched her back.

"Why would I bugger myself when I've got Neville to do that to me?" Hannah replied with a dreamy smile on her lips. "I'd much rather he did it. Now let us begin your education."

It would be some time before Bella learned her place and Neville joined the fun. The pair thought they had managed to fake Bella's death without anyone else being the wiser but Harry knew. Harry simply chose to let his two friends get their retribution from the witch who had stolen Neville's childhood away.

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Luna, her dragon Petal, her companion Crumple Horned Snorkack, and her companion Nargle all sat around a fire Luna had enchanted in the center of the clearing where she had first been introduced to the snorkacks. The fire was an enchanted blue flame and inside that flame sat an egg. This egg contained the first creature of its kind in existence.

"It's hatching," Luna announced with a happy grin.

The magical beings had all been able to sense the young one was close to hatching several hours before and had gathered to await its arrival. The egg began to crack. The larger beings leaned forward eagerly. Suddenly the egg burst apart and the watchers were surprised to see two separate beings emerge. There were splotches of blue fur mixed with patches of scaly flesh. Two horns that hummed with magical energy sprouted out of their foreheads. These beings reflected their heritage and that was the hybrid offspring of the snorkack and the dragon Petal watching their birth proudly.

"They are drag-kacks," Petal projected to her Rider. Petal's snorkack mate Terarian rumbled his approval. Snorkacks didn't communicate with words so much as projected emotions and feelings. "The young female is Serarian and the male is Kerarian."

The two young drag-kacks came up to a smiling Luna who had her hands held out. Luna began rubbing them and cooing greetings to them.

"You are both so magnificent," Luna told the two hybrids.

The newborns bleated back their happiness with ringing tones that were decidedly masculine and feminine to match the gender of the tone's corresponding originator. The sound was magical and brightened Luna's mood similar to Phoenix song. She sensed power in that sound. In the years to come drag-kacks would prove to be the start of an entirely new group of Riders, a sister order to the dragon Rider order. The first two drag-kack Riders many years in the future would be Luna's son and daughter with Harry and their companions would be Serarian and Kerarian. But that was a tale for another time. The snorkacks and dragons would be celebrating the merger of their species that special night.

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Brisingr came down and clashed against Arya's blade. The elven Queen parried the move and lunged at her mate but he was already moving countering Dianna's Fairy blade. The two Queens kicked, punched, and used their blades to back their mate into a corner. They were skilled and fast. But Harry was also skilled and he was quite a bit faster when he needed to be. The three immortals had been sparring for the past hour and had worked up quite a sweat. Dianna and Arya were two of the only Riders that could really keep up with Harry. Merlin was another such Rider but even Myrrdin didn't possess all of his father's attributes.

"Shall we step it up to using magic?"Arya inquired.

"Are you sure you two can handle that?" Harry asked his mates.

Harry was skilled in the magics of Alagaesia and the original dragon Riders of that land. He was also skilled in the magics of the fairies thanks to Dianna's lessons. Lastly he was also quite handy with modern day wizarding magics. Arya was skilled at Alagaesian magic and Dianna at the magic of her homeland but there wasn't much crossover. They were slowly learning the newer magics but it would take some time.

"Bring it lover," Dianna replied with challenge in her mental tone.

The fairy backed up her challenge by sending a stream of energy at her mate that would have ensured he was out cold for several hours without countermeasures if it had struck. Arya likewise sent a wave of force at her mate. The dual attack might have worked if Harry had remained stationary. He rolled under Dianna's magical assault and came up to tackle her. As Dianna fell back she was already immobilized as she had been from the moment her skin made contact with her mate's flesh. Arya twisted to counter her lover's assault but was unable to stop him from magically transporting her to him. One moment she was standing five feet away and the next her body was pressed against his with her lips being ravaged. She found she couldn't move as well. Harry lowered Arya to the ground next to Dianna.

"Haarrry…you're supposed to at least make it look hard," Dianna complained telepathically.

"I assure you my love it's quite hard," Harry replied as he ground his hardness against the fairy's thigh.

From there no further conversation was held except that which was conveyed in the motion-centric language of love.

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Mass Murderer Tom Riddle Dead!

By Tira Skeeter

In a stunning turn of events Harry Potter and Tom Riddle faced off against each other in a fight to the death. Riddle attempted to ambush Harry Potter in an undisclosed location but through the use of his amazingly advanced technology and genius level intellect Potter managed to turn the tables on Riddle. The exact details are unknown and much has been classified by the Ministry of Defense but what details have been released reveal a spectacular fight which ended Riddle along with all of his followers.

The following are some censored eyewitness accounts that transpired during the attack. For security reasons the names of the witnesses have been changed.

Tom Mason read through the accounts and came to the London Times report's final commentary.

I don't know about the rest of the citizens of Earth but I for one am very glad Harry Potter prevailed against such an evil creature like Tom Riddle was. I look forward to seeing what Harry Potter and his company Potter Enterprises come up with next.

Tom put down the paper thoughtfully. Seeing the events on wizarding TV had been far more revealing than the London Times article. Mason was a squib professor of history who had moved to London with his wife Anne and three sons to teach at Cambridge when his sons were all much younger. Tom had witnessed Riddle's defeat and then the subsequent defeat of Albus Dumbledore. The history professor was observant enough to see Harry Potter wasn't showing the world everything of what he could do. Potter was a genius. There was no doubt about that. He had handily defeated the two greatest wizards of his time and eclipsed their titles in the same night. Tom was curious about Potter's true motives but didn't really find any fault with Potter's actions. Tom just found it a fun pastime trying to puzzle what Potter was really about.

Tom was interrupted from his thoughts by the feeling of his cell phone vibrating in his pocket. He pulled it out and saw that his oldest son Hal was calling.

"Hal, what's up?" Tom asked his son.

Hal and his wife Maggie were an independent contracting warding team that specialized in containment fields. Potter Enterprises had hired the couple to put up some of the wards at the new museum that was being erected in Little Hangleton around the hovel and manor of Tom Riddle's grandparents. The history of the latest Dark Lord would be told in detail. That certainly appealed to the historian in Mason. The hovel the Gaunts had lived in was steeped with dangerous magics. Hal had been born magical and was raised in the states.

"Hey dad, I got you early access to the museum site. You can come over tomorrow and Maggie and I will give you the grand tour," Hal informed his father.

"That's great news Hal," Tom said with a wide smile.

"I thought you'd like that," Hal replied, smiling at his wife who knew how much his father loved exploring historical sites, especially magical historical sites.

"It should really help out with my new book," Tom mused.

"Well I'll see you tomorrow about 1 PM. I'll meet you in front of the Gaunt portion of the museum," Hal directed.

"Sounds good son," Tom replied before saying goodbye to his son.

As he hung up the phone there was a knock at Tom's office door. Two men in expensive suits were at the door.

"Professor Mason," the elder of the two men asked.

"Yes," Tom replied.

"Her majesty requests that you attend a meeting in Scotland," Agent Smithe announced.

"Let's see some ID, gentlemen," Tom requested. The two MI6 Agents produced identification. "Those are some very official looking IDs but they can be faked."

"True, but this can't easily be faked," Agent Thompson replied before the phone on Tom's desk rang. "Please answer it."

Tom picked up the phone and was greeted by the recognizable voice of John Major, the British PM.

"I'm sorry for the short notice about this meeting Professor Mason but schedules don't permit anything else. There is a helicopter on the roof which will take you to just outside the wards of Hogwarts," John explained.

"I understand Mr. Prime Minister," Tom replied.

"Thank you," John said before hanging up.

Tom grabbed his coat and followed the two agents to the roof where the mentioned helicopter was waiting.

"Well this should be interesting," Tom muttered to himself as he got into the helicopter.

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Tom found himself seated at a long table in a spacious and comfortably decorated room within Hogwarts. Also seated at the table were the recognizable figures of Hogwarts Transfiguration Professor Minerva McGonagall, Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge, Lucius Malfoy, and Harry Potter. Quite honestly Tom was a little surprised Malfoy was still breathing. Malfoy was widely suspected to be a Death Eater. There seemed to be a lack of breathing Death Eaters after Potter's faceoff with the Dark Lord Voldemort a few days prior. Tom was also fascinated by the presence of Potter. There was a sense of vibrancy and power coming from Potter that even a squib like Tom could sense. Tom was suspicious even full muggles could sense something of Potter's magical nature.

"So who are we waiting for?" Tom finally asked.

A figure rounded the corner of the open doorframe and announced, "Me."

"Nice timing," Harry told William with a grin as the others made to stand.

"No, no, please remain seated," Prince William requested as he took a seat at the head of the table next to Harry. "The reason you have all been called here is to discuss the future of Hogwarts."

"Your Highness if I may ask how does that involve me?" Tom asked.

"You Professor Mason are very well versed in magical history and non-magical history," William explained. "Hogwarts is in need of a history professor who can give students a better view of the world and the past without biasing them in either direction. The school is also in need of a new head," he added while directing his gaze towards McGonagall.

"I could not handle those duties in addition to my full time teaching duties," McGonagall replied truthfully. "I'm already stretched thin also handling Head of House Gryffindor duties and Deputy Headmistress duties."

"The Crown wishes to provide support to Hogwarts. We wish to ensure that better educated magical citizens will not feel the need to lash out at the world as black magic practitioners have in the past several centuries," William explained. "To that end we would like to provide funding and recommendations for instructors for the current non-magical studies and to expand upon this subject with other elective disciplines in the non-magical world. I realize a Hogwarts student's timetable is already fairly full but if they took one or two non-magical electives every year they could easily cover a great deal of them and better integrate with the non-magical world."

"Potter Enterprises would also like it if the graduating Hogwarts students were better educated in the non-magical disciplines," Harry put forth.

Tom thought the point was quite clear. In the future Potter Enterprises would most likely be a larger employer in the magical world even more so than it already currently was.

"The Ministry will also provide greater support with administrative staff. We also think it would be better if each house had a dedicated Head of House instead of having a faculty member filling that role. This would better serve the students," Cornelius suggested.

"The board agrees with this suggestion," Lucius announced.

"This document lists what the new organization will somewhat look like," Harry announced as he caused paper to appear in front of each attendant of the meeting.

Magical Subjects:

Transfiguration taught by Minerva McGonagall

Charms taught by Filius Flitwick

Defense Against the Dark Arts, instructor to be determined

Potions taught by Horace Slughorn

Herbology taught by Pomona Sprout

Ancient Runes taught by Bathsheda Babbling

Arithmancy taught by Bridget Regan

Magical Healing, instructor to be determined

History of Magic taught by Tom Mason

Care of Magical Creatures taught by Rubeus Hagrid

Non-Magical Subjects:

Mathematics

Physics

Chemistry

English

The document went on to list suggested teachers for each subject as well as topics for each course to cover. There were several levels for each subject as well. The document also summarized the new administrative staff being suggested for the school.

"This all seems very good. But I noticed I didn't see Divination on the list," Minerva commented, not sounding particularly heartbroken about that fact.

"Divination is a subject that is really only beneficial for those who have the gift of some type of Second Sight," Cornelius stated.

"The board advises only retaining Sybil Trelawney's services as a part time tutor for those who have the gift. She can remain living in the school as she has been provided she doesn't mind taking on additional duties as required. It isn't like the castle is lacking in space," Lucius explained.

"The Unspeakables have informed me that they can provide vetting for Sybil or whatever Divination tutor you choose. They can also provide testing for any suspected students with the gift," Cornelius announced.

"I think that is a much better system than we currently employ. Albus always defended Sybil and wouldn't hear of any alteration to the system that would see her leaving the school," Minerva explained.

"That's because Trelawney made a prophecy that basically said I would be the one to kill Voldemort, before I was ever born," Harry interjected. "Dumbledore let some of the prophecy leak to Riddle through Severus Snape."

The others turned to Harry in surprise.

"So she can make a true prophecy," William mused.

"Yes, on a few rare occasions. She is a descendent of the famous Seer Cassandra after all. Her prophecies may be rare but they are all the more powerful for it," Harry mused. "This history will be revealed in one of the wizard-TV specials we are airing."

"I would enjoy hearing more about this history later Mr. Potter," Tom told Harry. "But we are a bit off track from the topic of this meeting."

"Harry, Professor Mason," Harry corrected. "At least while school is not in session."

"The Ministry would also like to sponsor curriculum review boards to make sure the magical curriculum is up to date with modern times," Cornelius suggested. Minerva worried for several moments that the Ministry was going to try to push their propaganda laced curriculum on the students of Hogwarts then her fears were allayed. "The Crown and businesses like Potter Enterprises would also be welcome to put members on the review boards for the different subjects."

"An excellent idea," William agreed.

The meeting continued on for some time with many beneficial changes being accomplished. The Hogwarts after Albus Dumbledore would hardly resemble the Hogwarts under his tenure. The students who attended the school the next year would approve of the changes.

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"'Arry, I got ze job," Fleur announced with a happy smile as she jumped into her mate's arms after she appeared in his lab on Mars.

Harry caught Fleur and happily accepted the kiss from the French witch turned Rider. Fleur's dragon was named Étoiles which meant star in French.

"Congratulations, beautiful," Harry replied after the kiss broke and he sat down on a force-construct of a chair his mind placed behind him, Fleur still entwined with him. "I told you that you would get the job."

The job in question was an assistant professorship under Professor Flitwick. Fleur was quite skilled with charms based magic. In a few years she would pursue a mastery degree in the subject.

"Yes, you did," Fleur agreed with a brilliant smile.

Harry sat on the couch in his lab and pulled Fleur into his lap. She couldn't help herself and planted another kiss on her mate's lips. Ever since that first time they had been together she found herself desiring him greatly when she was in his presence.

After the kiss broke Harry informed Fleur, "You smell especially brilliant today, love. I bet Professor Flitwick appreciated how good you smell. Thank god you weren't wearing one of the skirts I love so much. You might have given him a heart attack."

Fleur also leaned into her lover and inhaled his musky fragrance.

"You smell good as well," Fleur projected to her lover while picturing one of the skirts he loved seeing her and all of his lovers in.

Skirts provided the often amorous Potter with easier access to the naughty places of his lovers.

"You're getting better at this," Harry responded in kind.

"I should be with all ze practice you 'ave put me zrough. My mouth 'as ozerwise been occupied since our first zime zogether. Ze way I dress is only for you my, 'Arry," Fleur promised.

Harry nuzzled Fleur's neck and replied, "You have such magnificent skill with that mouth Miss Delacour."

"You 'ave such magnifique skill wiz your tongue, my 'Arry," Fleur replied back as her tongue pressed into his mouth and massaged his tongue. "And wiz zis," she added as she ground her bum into his turgid manhood.

Just then Nym popped into the room, appearing on the couch to Harry and Fleur's right. She was followed moments later by Hermione on Harry and Fleur's left.

"You're taking too long with Harry," Nym informed Fleur with amusement.

"Mistress Nym, I have observed you taking far longer with Harry than Mistress Fleur," AIVAS stated, his voice reverberating through the lab.

"AIVAS has a point," Harry said with one raised eyebrow at Nym.

"Besides, there is plenty of me to go around," a second Harry added as he materialized on the couch next to Nym and pulled the metamorphmagus into his lap.

Another Harry did the same with Hermione.

"You know she was just teasing," Hermione amusedly pointed out.

"I still struggle to grasp this teasing Mistress Hermione," AIVAS announced.

"Indeed you do AIVAS, indeed you do. But we still love you," Harry replied.

"Too right," Hermione agreed.

"Hermione love, I think you just fancy AIVAS so much because he's like the ultimate book," Nym teased.

"Indeed," Fleur added, getting in on the teasing.

Hermione's response was to stick her tongue out at the other two witches. Harry moved as quick as his form allowed and closed his lips around Hermione's tongue. She moaned into the sudden kiss and deepened the act.

"Get him now ladies," Harry heard Hermione's mind ring out directed at all of his lovers.

Suddenly Hermione's Harry and his duplicate forms that were with Nym and Fleur were attacked by amorous witches. It was an assault of sultriness and heated sexuality but Harry certainly didn't mind.

"You women are going to be the death of me," Harry sent.

"A good way to go," was Saphira's response.

"You organized this!" Harry accused his dragon.

"Consider it a reward for saving the world once again," Saphira told her Rider.

"No good deed goes unpunished," Harry replied before causing his golden draconic patronus to form.

Harry controlled his patronus and used it to cover his dragon. Saphira certainly wasn't complaining.

"It's good to be me," Harry thought as he enjoyed a fantastic time covering eleven witches and one dragon.

Twelve perceptive females replied, "Indeed."

That was how Harry's fourth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry ended, with a bang. Albus Dumbledore and Tom Riddle were finally dead and things were looking up for the wizarding world. There were still mysteries and problems to be solved. But Harry, his mates, his friends, the dragons, and their Riders would face life's challenges together.

The End of Book 4

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Posted: 2/22/2015 (Edited Version) Rev 0

Posted: 5/15/2015 Rev 1 Correction Made from Little Whinging to Little Hangleton. Thanks for the catch Omegaboot

Author's Note:

So a friend of mine writing under the penname SciFiFantasyWriter1 (he is listed in my Favorite authors on ff . net) has collaborated with me to write a sequel of sorts. His story is written by him but you will see my influence for sure in there because I helped him develop everything. Now here is the odd part…he's a single-woman-pairing (SWP) kind of guy. So the story will have one woman paired with the main character. The story is actually going to be based in the Stargate universe and will be listed as a Stargate fic. Harry Potter is not the main character per-se. I don't want to say more than that because it will give away too much of the plot. Harry is in the story but probably less than 1% of it. Someday we may (that is big may) collaborate on a sequel to both of our stories but I am not sure about that. His story is good so I recommend checking it out. I think he plans to start posting it two weeks to a month after I post this final chapter of IaDM.

On my Facebook group there is an Excel file listing what stories I have read in the recent past and what I thought of them. This also includes stories you should probably stay away from and the reason why I think you should probably stay away from them (rated from 1 to 10). If you get a chance check it out. It might save you the trouble of reading some really bad fics and might also direct you to some really good fics. My Facebook group is called Stargatesg1fan1's Fanfiction Works and Favorites. The name on my author's profile is hyperlinked to the group.

~Deserdi Etere Lume

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