Chapter Twenty Seven

Harry let out a sigh as he sat down at breakfast and looked at the groaning table filled with food. After the last few

days he desperately needed to eat and despite being a dragon in part he really didn't want to start stealing farmer's

cows to live on. He revelled in that side of his nature but he didn't want to give himself over to it that much.

So as soon as he was able he dug in, dishing out a full plate full of a full English breakfast and knowing already that

he was going back in for a second helping. Hermione looked at him with some amusement as he ate. He was going

for Ron's record but at least he had table manners.

Dean looked at him askance, "Hungry Mate?" he asked sardonically.

Harry just nodded his head continuing to pile through his food with a single minded relish.

He idly planned what he was going to be doing that day, he had class of course but a couple of free periods were

involved with that. There were a few things he wanted to work on, a couple of ideas to flesh out for the twins to

market for him soon. He was keen to work on the Arithmancy based computer system he was cooking up with

Hermione's help. That would go a long way to setting the Wizarding world onto a path of technological

advancement. He was currently thinking about storage and such abilities. Hermione had told him she was

approaching the stage where she was able to do some advanced work with his calculator. Though what she needed

was a way to store information.

He was thinking that over when his pocket buzzed. He pulled out the clamshell designed phone that the twins had

made him. It was one of the first off the line using the new designs that Dean and Capalle had done for them. It was

sleek and hyper modern looking oddly enough and probably slightly smaller than a comparable phone in the Muggle

world. One thing Wizards did well was shrinking things and the phone was jam packed full of shrunken

Technomancy which is what the twins and he had come to call what they were up to. It wasn't exactly the dictionary

definition but at the same time it seemed to fit as well. There were all sorts of things boiling in Harry's head that he

would like to bring to the Wizarding world, he was not sure how some of it would be taken but there was a lot he

would like to try. The point of the exercise was not to actually make money but to improve people's lives by either

making them easier or enriching them. This is why he was so keen on bringing Art and Music back to Hogwarts.

He looked at the almost holographic looking display on the phone, thinking that he would have to get the twins to

share that magic with him, and then smirked and selected an option and placed the phone down on the table.

Underneath it glowed and a piece of parchment was conjured and filled with one of the twins scrawl. It was hard to

tell which was which when it came to hand writing. Once it was complete he picked up the parchment and read

through it with a smile on his face.

"What have the twins thought up now," Hermione asked trying not to peek over his shoulder. In the meantime

several people on the house table had noticed the strange new magical technology and seen the parchment conjured

and were thinking it was seriously cool.

"Just an update on a few things, the shop in Hogsmeade and Diagon Alley will be ready in a few days."

"They really do work fast," Hermione said admiringly.

"Magic rocks," Harry said by way of an explanation. "The shops will double as CD and phone shops so I expect

things will move quickly soon. They've got the phone stuff ready really quickly, faster than they thought and have

most of what they want ready already. Just a couple of tweaks to the units themselves and that's it for now. We just

need working models to start with after all. There's some legal crap to be sorted out as well, but they now have an

army of lawyer types to deal with that for them. I knew my families money would come in useful for something."

"You're footing the bill for all this," Hermione asked slightly surprised.

"Of course, it's not like I need a lot of money myself and thanks to my families and I mean plural I'm rather well off."

"Plural," she asked.

"Sirius," was the terse reply.

"Ahh," she said with a nod and then reached under the table and gave his leg a squeeze.

Harry smiled at her, and then looked up as the morning mail began to arrive. He idly realised that the days of owl

post were numbered. Given the so called short message service of the phones that sort of mail would probably shift

to them instead. Packages and legal documents would likely remain the purview of the owl post though and he was

glad of that as it meant that he wasn't going to put a few thousand owls out to pasture.

One owl angled towards him and he looked at it askance. He had not been expecting anything to arrive as most

people he knew were with him and now the twins had the phones to communicate with. He fed the owl some bacon

as he extracted the parchment missive and read it over with a haunting smile coming to his face.

"Anything interesting, I'd guess so from that smile, but with you it's hard to tell," Hermione asked with a fond smile

for her friend and lover.

"It's from my social secretary. Apparently I have a function to go to this week."

"Oh what sort of function?"

"Ministry boring crap they're throwing another ball in my honour and are requesting my presence. Apparently I can't

get out of this without annoying the minister and a load of lackeys so I'll have to go this time."

"You have refused one before?"

"I have," he admitted.

Hermione shook her head with a half smile on her face.

"Oh bugger," Harry suddenly said redirecting her attention back to him again.

"What?"

"Apparently I need to go shopping for some good robes."

Hermione laughed.

-#-

Life on the Isle of Black wasn't too bad, Cissy decided. She got to spend time with her sister and was reconnecting

with her quite a bit and despite the fact they couldn't move around they managed to keep themselves amused. Fleur

visited often when she was able and the Frenchwoman was excellent company.

Still, she missed a certain black haired young man more than a little bit and felt that she had rather a lot of unfinished

business with him. For one thing he had saved her life and saved her from a fate worse than death. She had then

saved her sisters life at her insistence despite the past they shared. Then he had protected her stupid son from himself

somewhat and made sure he had not ended up in Azkaban for what he had tried to do. This was above and beyond

the call of duty. By rites he could have asked for a duel to the death and killed the stupid boy. She knew why he

hadn't of course and appreciated it more than she honestly knew how to express. Though she had a few ideas on that

score only she rather needed him around to carry that plan out.

She understood he was busy and tied to a single place for the most part. It would still be nice if he could get away

once in a while though, it had been sometime since she had seen him.

As if to answer her thoughts a he glided into the room on his 'skateboard' his coat tails flowing out from behind

him. According to him it was the only way to get around in the large castle. As always when she saw the man she

was crushing on her heart leapt into her throat and hammered ninety to the dozen. She felt herself react to him in that

good low down way that spreads warmth through the body and she had to clamp down on the response that screamed

for her to jump him. She found him utterly irresistible she had to admit. She wanted him unlike anything she had

come across in her life and that was saying something. She had not exactly been short of relationships before her ex

husband after all. That said he was totally different to all of them. She knew she was older than him and that didn't

matter. His fledgling harem was forming and she had every single intention of being a founding member if he would

have her. He seemed to want her back as well which just made her glow with some selfish pride. She knew she was

a beautiful woman, but she had no idea that she would be desirable to someone like him. In truth she had been so

long without proper manly company she was wondering if she still had 'it' until he had finally responded to her

during their first kiss.

He glided over to her with a half smile on his face and eyes sparkling with mirth. "Hey Cissy," he said dropping

down off his board and walking the rest of the way to her.

Cissy battled with herself for a moment and then found herself in an embrace her lips locked to his as she kissed the

breath out of his body. When they finally parted his eyes were showing his arousal and a hint of confusion, "What

did I do to deserve that?"

"You came to see me," she replied and took a step back away from temptation. "Isn't that reason enough?"

"I'm sorry it has been a while hasn't it?"

"It has, I'm guessing your missive reminded you I was here?"

"I knew you were here Cissy, I've just been rushed off my feet at Hogwarts lately."

She smirked, "Is that what they're calling it these days?"

Harry chuckled at her joke and then leaned against one of his conjured desks that had still not faded away, "So what

have you been up to?"

"Nothing, it's a little boring here but we manage."

"Oh, while I'm here then I'll go for a look around the place, so you can finally get out of this room. For one thing

there is a massive library here."

"There is?" Cissy said with a smile, "Having a book to read would be nice to say the least."

"It's about the size and breadth of Hogwarts'"

"You've been there? Then surely it is safe."

"I assume so, but I'm not as relaxed with other people's safety as I am my own. But that aside now I've met the man

so to speak I'm 100% confident that he has not trapped the place at all. The wards aren't even finished after all."

"So we can move around," Cissy asked.

"I think so yeah, just let me scout around slightly. There's a tower I think will be here that I want you both to move to

actually but I have to check it exists."

"Wouldn't it be easier to just ask the portrait?"

Harry looked at her blankly for a moment, "For all the knowledge I've picked up apparently I've left behind my

common sense, thank you Cissy for being you."

Cissy blushed slightly, "Well go and ask because frankly both Bell and I could do with stretching our legs."

"Right you are then," Harry said with a smile and jumped back on his board, he paused and gave Cissy a quick peck

on the lips and then was away leaving her blushing slightly.

Bell walked out of 'her' room with a smirk on her face, "He really gets to you doesn't he?"

"And he doesn't to you?"

Bell smirked, "Point."

-#-

They moved everything they owned, which wasn't much, to the professor's tower as soon as Harry got back from

quizzing the portrait in the Headmaster's office. He'd been forced to send a jolt of magic through the frame to get

Sal's attention though as he was in Hogwarts at the time, but it had brought him back soon enough. He had also

asked about any potential surprises and was glad to hear there were none. There was a chamber of secrets there but

Sal hadn't gotten around to placing another HissKiller in place at the moment of his death so it was empty.

He had then gotten a vague map of the place out of the wizard and spent five minutes duplicating his map to read the

wards around the Black school. It wasn't complete per say but it had everything that he required at that moment. He

was going to do it properly once he had finished the wards around the place and put a copy of the 3D map in the

headmaster's office linked to the wards and the offensive wards he planned to put in place.

The truth of the matter was that it was unlikely that he would allow many people access to the island. 'His Girls'

were a dead cert to be included but he couldn't think of many others. Perhaps Dumbledore and if they continued on

the path they were on Severus as well. Remus was likely as well as the man was one of his parent's long time friends

and he would like to get to know the man much better than he did currently. Fleur already had access but he intended

to give her a rune stone or something like it when he finished warding the place. He intended to make the island

impenetrable to anyone that didn't have the stone and the right magical signature.

Bell looked around the new quarters with a smile on her face, "It's almost like being back at Hogwarts. There's even

a common room," she said.

Cissy smiled at her and nodded her agreement, "This castle was modelled on Hogwarts and just about everything is

the same except the décor."

"So there is a Slytherin common room?"

"Yes, except here it's called Basilisk house," Harry said leaning on the door jam and smiling as they both jumped at

the sound of his voice.

"Merlin Harry you gave me a heart attack," Bell said holding a hand to her chest.

"Not my preferred method of increasing a heart rate but it has its amusement value," Harry admitted with a shrug and

a grin.

Bell smirked and sashayed over to him with a swing to her hips, "I much prefer your other method," she purred up at

him.

Harry smirked at her, "I've gotten permission to be out of school for a couple of days," he told Cissy with a smile,

"And the Headmaster knows I'm - off grounds dealing with some stuff. So Tomorrow I thought we could go

shopping, all of us, I'm buying."

"Sounds marvellous," Cissy agreed mostly happy that she would get to see Harry solidly for a few days, even if that

meant sharing him with her sister for some of that time. Though they did have separate quarters in the tower, they

were currently in Bell's room.

"Then I was wondering if you would do me the honour of being my date for the ball," Harry asked the blonde much

to her shock.

"Oh Harry I would love to, but I don't think that's such a good idea. I'm the ex wife of a death eater after all, I don't

think it would be good for your social standing either. You need to appear young free and single."

Harry made a face, "I'm happy with my lot in life when it comes to - partnerships. Anyone that has a problem with

you will have to go through me, so I don't see that being a big problem."

"I think it's a wonderful idea," Bell said shocking her sister.

"Why?"

"To show you're back in the game sister dear, and that you're not afraid of anyone. That you've allied yourself to a

powerful house and a powerhouse of a young man," Bell explained.

"She has a point," Harry said pointing at Bell.

"Very well, in that case it would be my honour."

"Excellent and if the party gets boring we can find somewhere private and fool around," Harry said with a wink.

"On that subject," Bell said and moved forward and captured Harry's lips in a loin scorching kiss.

Cissy rolled her eyes, mostly because she had been about to do that, damn her sisters quick thinking!

Bell broke the kiss and looked back at her sister with a smile on her face and lust filled eyes, "Aren't you going to join

us?"

Harry looked at the dark haired black sister wondering what she was playing at but Cissy didn't need to be asked

twice and he soon had an arm full of blond as well.

"Just so you know Harry," Bell said working the buttons on her dress, "I don't do the 'incest thing', but I'm quite

willing to join my sister in fucking you raw."

Harry opened his eyes to look at her and moaned when he saw her sliding her dress to the floor to show she was

dressed in black stockings set and nothing else, other than her heels. Cissy moaned into his mouth as he started to

work on her clothing. She helped him along by working on his clothing as well.

Clothes went flying as they continued to kiss passionately their tongues carrying out a pleasure filled duel in their

mouths. Bell walked back up to them from where she had thrown her clothes off and ran a hand down Harry's chest

before reaching between Cissy and Harry and grabbing his manhood in a firm grip.

"Oh god," Harry breathed as they broke their kiss when Cissy's hand joined Bell's on his shaft and began to glide up

and down his length. He had no idea what they had done with his boxers all he knew were two sets off hands on his

manhood giving him great pleasure. There was something about the contrast of black hair and blonde hair that was

driving up the eroticism of the moment for him he had to admit.

Bell then knelt down and Cissy directed his crown to the dark haired sister's lips. They splayed around his girth and

he entered the heat of her mouth.

"Oh god," Harry breathed as Bell's succulent lips encased his shaft and the heat of her moist mouth hit him like a

blast from the blue. Cissy looked up at him with crystal clear blue eyes filled with sin, her hand still working his

shaft even as Bell's mouth worked the upper end of his shaft.

"You two are going to kill me," Harry noted wryly though his vocal tone suggested he wouldn't mind in the least.

Bell popped off the end of his manhood and shot him a lust laced look full of mirth, "What a way to go though huh

Harry?" She asked while fondling his cock with a slender but firm gripped hand.

"Can't say it's not a nice way to go," Harry said with a smirk.

Cissy took advantage of her sisters' distraction and sank her mouth down on Harry's manhood in a single smooth

motion almost hitting the back of her throat with his crown in a single move.

"FUCK," Harry yelped in surprise.

Bell just laughed moving around so she was sideways on to him and then leaning forward to take the side of his shaft

into a slight grip between her lips sliding them up and down his length staying away from her sister in the process but

still driving up the intimacy and eroticism of the moment to insane levels.

"Oh my god," Harry breathed reaching out and cupping their heads with his hands, on the left Bell with her raven

locks and on the right Cissy with her almost platinum blonde tresses. Then somehow with no real signal the sisters

appeared to begin working together. As Cissy moved up so did Bella and the same in reverse so their lips were

sliding all over his shaft and sending him into paroxysms of almost orgasmic joy.

"Someone had better fuck me right the hell now," Harry growled out. The sisters stopped what they were doing and

looked at each other for a moment. They appeared to come to some sort of accord and before he knew what was

happening Harry was pushed back onto the nearby bed, bouncing slightly with the suddenness of the move. Then

Cissy clambered onto his lap, her totally nude form almost glowing in the soft lighting of the room. Once she had

straddled him she looked directly into his eyes and reached between their bodies.

"I've been waiting a long time for this," she told him lining his crown up with her slick folds.

"So have I," Harry told her.

"Don't forget me," Bell said moving so she was behind Harry and grabbing his shoulders and pulling him

backwards. Harry soon got the clue and allowed himself to be guided between her stocking glad thighs, her naked

and shaven sex mere inches from his lips. He smiled slightly as the aroma of her arousal hit him full force, it was a

musky smell but not unpleasantly so and it was good to know that it was him she was hot for at the end of the day.

His eyes shot open as he suddenly felt Cissy beginning her downwards motion sliding down his shaft with a long

smooth motion that made them both groan in pleasure. "Fuck that's deep," Cissy breathed out pushing some of her

long hair out of her eyes and behind her shoulder.

"Is it good sis, is he filling you up," Bell asked her tone pure sin.

Cissy nodded biting her lip as she did so taking him an extra inch more, "Oh yeah," she let out in a single breath.

Bell chuckled, that wonderful sinful sexy chuckle that Harry had come to enjoy so much and settled into position as

well. "Well," she asked in a husky purr.

Harry licked his lips and smiled before moving his position a little and lapping at her already slick folds. Bellatrix

closed her eyes with a haunting smile on her face even as her sister began to rock her hips against Harry's pelvis.

Cissy threw her head back and smiled widely, "So long," she breathed as she began to speed her motions up. Her

breasts were bouncing with each movement as she sped up nipples rock hard already and closing the gap towards

orgasm so long had it been since she had been properly motivated towards that goal.

Harry's arms curled up and held the tops of Bell's thighs as she shifted a little, holding her in place as he set to work

on her puffy moist labia. "Oh yeah," Bell breathed out.

Just then Harry's tongue began to throb in the language of snakes catching Bell totally by surprise as totally new

sensations flooded her system and sent her eyes wide with shock and pleasure. "Hooolllyyy fuck," she panted out as

he began tracing the Parseltongue alphabet on her pussy his tongue flicking around like the speakers of the tongue

did.

"Enjoying yourself sister," Cissy managed to grind out through her own pleasure.

"Holy fuck," Bell said with a definitive nod of her head.

Cissy smirked but was soon swept up in her own pleasure even as Bell started to squeeze her own breasts searching

for some relief from the beautiful torture that Harry was putting her through between her shapely thighs.

Cissy grunted as Harry lifted his hips to meet her next thrust and she was send straight over the edge with shocking

speed her entire world became white for a moment before she came back to herself and actually sped up. She

couldn't get enough of the feeling of him filling up her up in that good low down way, stretching her out to the perfect

point of pleasure as she rocked on his hips. She reached forward and pressed a hand to his chest steadying her body

so she could literally work herself with abandon his cock sliding in the moist heat of her throbbing pussy.

Bella's eyes fluttered closed as an orgasm washed over her causing her to lean back a little and almost dislodge her

lover for a second as she sagged backwards. Only Harry's firm grip on her upper thigh kept her in place as the

orgasm hit her like a hurricane on Miami's shores. A silly grin lit up her face for the first time since the last time they

had been intimate and she let out a soft sigh before catching herself on her arms on the bed behind her and letting her

lover drive her towards her second orgasm of the session.

"FUCK," Cissy suddenly called out as another, bigger orgasm hit her hard sending any thoughts flying all over the

place, she too had a big smile on her face as she finally got her way with her young stud and reached some peace of

mind at the level of her loins.

"Cum for me Harry," Cissy said her voice rough from the cry from earlier. Her vaginal muscles were fluttering

around the steel of his shaft, almost milking him and begging for his seed.

Bella let out a cry of her own as Harry replied, only in Parseltongue and coincidentally sending her right over the

edge again as well. This time Bell did fall back, literally folding backwards leaving Harry lying between her legs his

tongue still in motion for a moment before he realized he had lost her. His emerald regard met sapphire for a moment

and Cissy found herself cumming again just from the look in his eye. He sat up showing some fine muscle control

and captured her lips in a kiss. His hands going to her pert behind and helping her motion along as she literally

destroyed her mind in the mini death as the orgasms kept coming, over and again while Harry kissed the breath out of

her.

Harry broke the kiss finally his eyes shining at the blonde beauty he was currently hilt deep in before spinning them

so he was now above her and burying himself deep into the beautiful older woman.

Cissy let out a cry at the suddenness of the move and then a groan of beautiful pleasure as he went deeper than ever

pushing her legs so her legs draped over his back at the knee and then leaning forward ending up about as deep into

her as he could go. It was too much for Cissy who nearly blacked out from the force of her next orgasm but she held

on to the tattered remains of her consciousness through sheer will power even as Harry continued to pump into her

with relish and no mercy.

"Cum darling cum," she begged him her eyes rolling around in her sockets, "Cum for me my darling," she almost

ordered him, clamping down with all the force she was able on his next thrust and sending them both right over the

edge into nirvana.

As they came down from their joint and very intense orgasm they heard a golf clap from Bell who was watching them

with a gleam in her eye, "Very nice, you're good together even - but when is it my turn," she asked as Harry looked at

her.

-#-

"You did him didn't you," a hissed question was thrown at her after Hermione walked out of one of her classes, the

last of the day. She looked around with a little amusement showing, the tone had sounded very jealous and not even

slightly hidden. She knew that voice well enough and hissing was not going to throw her off in the least.

"I'm not sure that's any of your business Lavender," Hermione replied calmly.

Lavender stepped out of the shadows. As was normal with transfiguration Hermione had been the last to leave the

class which meant they were alone in the corridor at that moment.

"He'll hurt you," Lavender said her tone still not much more than a hiss.

"No he won't," Hermione said with the total certainty that comes from knowing someone for the better part of her life

at Hogwarts. It came from their many shared adventures, from life and death situations that the somewhat shallow

Lavender could never understand. She knew so deep in her heart that Harry wouldn't hurt her it was almost pure

instinct which was unusual for the usually cerebral Hermione. "He couldn't even if he tried." Hermione held up a

hand to ward off Lavender's next comment which she was obviously going to make from the way her mouth

opened. She walked into a nearby empty classroom and beckoned the beautiful blonde into the room behind

her. Once she was in then layered so many protective and silencing charms the headmaster would have had trouble

getting into the room. Then she silenced any portraits that she could find and then finally turned back to

Lavender. "I think it's about time you and I had a little chat, not an argument like before but an honest chat."

Lavender stepped back and folded her arms across her ample chest, looking at Hermione with distrust.

"You and I have been roommates for a while now," Hermione began, "In the last few years I've seen you toy with

men's affections and you know what I don't care, that's up to you. But Ron is a friend and I would like to know what

you think you're doing pitting him against Harry. For one thing Ron and the entirety of the Weasley boys don't have

a hope against Harry anymore even at their best and I know for a fact that there would be two down on the count to

start with. Now I've been friends with both of them for the best years of my life and I know them pretty well. I know

Harry the best of all."

"Because you're in love with him," Lavender spat.

Hermione smiled softly, "I rather suppose I am at that, but that's beside the point I'm also probably his closest friend

on earth and I can tell you this. He is different now for sure but at his core he's still Harry Potter, do you know what

that means?"

Lavender shrugged.

"Yes, it means that he can go toe to toe with Voldemort and win. He can face down a Basilisk and defeat it at the age

of 12 and even distract a troll long enough to save my life, that might even be when I fell in love with him actually."

"The way I heard it Ron saved you from that troll," Lavender sneered.

"He did, he levitated the club and knocked out the troll but that wouldn't have happened if not for Harry Potter

jumping clear onto it's back and distracting the thing by sticking his wand up the trolls nose, and then yelling for Ron

to do something, anything rather than just stand there looking as shocked as I had felt." Hermione smiled, "In a way I

owe them both my life from that day, but if not for Ron I wouldn't have been there in the first place."

Lavender frowned at that for a moment, "What do you mean."

"He was the last straw, the names he called me at the time just struck a nerve. I was ready to give up the Wizarding

world at that point and go home till that troll showed up and Harry jumped on its back to save me. He was only 11

years old at the time; think about that for a moment. 11 years old and already brave enough to jump on a fully grown

mountain trolls back to save a girl he hardly knew. But that's getting off the point."

"Not really," Lavender said with a half frown, "What about the chess set."

"Oh yes and that made me fall for a Ron I think," Hermione said, "Talk about brave sacrifice, shame he ruined that

year after year from that point on."

"He said he went down with Harry to save his sister."

"Harry faced that on his own in the end but yes he went with him, why all the questions this isn't what I wanted to

talk about."

Lavender shook her honey blonde hair, "Doesn't matter," she said looking thoughtful.

"Oh," Hermione said with a slight smile, "Its only normal for him to embellish to improve his standings with Harry's

ex, especially after he knew. The trouble is, Harry's for real, he's a true blue hero right out of a romance novel."

Lavender tossed her hair, "Whatever, he wasn't being very heroic with me."

"You're addicted to him, literally, though that should be out of your system by now. You're acting like an addict cut

off from the source. That's the power of not only his magic, what he thinks is the problem, but his personality and

sheer presence."

"Puh-lease," Lavender said looking a little shifty.

"Look, I'll be plain about this."

"As if you could be anything else," Lavender shot back cattily.

Hermione just smiled, after being with Harry and hearing him praise her looks as he made love to her, it took more

than that to shake her-self image. "Do you actually care about Ron, because if you don't you need to end it now

before it gets out of hand."

"I don't know what you mean," Lavender said looking shifty again.

"It started as a way to get back at Harry I'm sure of it. I expect you even like Ron. I too liked him once, still do a

little, but as far as I'm concerned nothing compares to Harry even his best mate."

Lavender crossed her arms around herself a little tighter, almost like a small self hug. "You know what I am talking

about I can see it on your face. I'm not sure Harry will ever forgive you for what you've wrought between Ron and

him but you might have a shot if you stop this now."

Lavender's eye leaked a tear a single tear, "But..."

"But what," Hermione asked.

"I feel so lost," Lavender finally admitted, "I have since we had that falling out then all I wanted to do was hurt him."

"And you certainly managed that," Hermione admitted with a frank tone of voice. "That doesn't mean it's too

late. Harry is aware that his magic and some of the things he can do with his magic have a certain addictive

quality. He's already done his best to pull the extra magic out of you so you could think clearly at least."

Lavender looked at her shoes, "I miss him so much," she admitted, "Even when we were - getting intimate he still

treated me well, better than any other boy. I was so mad when I thought he was trying to chat up Parvati."

"It's in his nature now to by polygamous," Hermione said frankly, "You'd have to accept that before even thinking of

starting something with him again. That aside though, none of this is fair to Ron and if you're not serious with him

then it needs to end before he gets serious with you."

"He already is, too much," Lavender said with a little shiver.

"You know what you need to do," Hermione told her with a soft smile. "I'll talk to Harry for you, but it's up to him."

Lavender looked at her for a long moment, "Why are you doing this for me?"

"I've known you a long time too Lav, and I don't want Ron or Harry anymore hurt than they already are. I can't save

them both though and I know this will hurt Ron but not as much as it could've when you ran at the wedding."

Lavender shivered again, obviously scared of just exactly that thought.

"Harry's away for a couple of days, but I'll give him a call and let him know what's going on," Hermione said pulling

out a slender top of the line model of the clam shell phone that Harry would soon be selling with the twins.

"Hey how did you score one of those," Lavender said looking stunned. Everyone in the school knew what they were

and wanted one desperately. It was the sort of secret that wasn't and the tension was high to the release date.

Hermione just smirked slightly for a moment, "Knowing Harry has perks," was all she would say on the matter.

"You seem to be rooting for Harry in all of this."

"Because Harry does care for you and you care about him, he cares for all of us. Ron is just happy to have a snog

bunny and a girlfriend. The pickings will be slim this year but oh well, Harry deserves the best though."

"I'm the best?"

Hermione's lips twitched in a controlled smile, "You're passing fair."

Lavender laughed for the first time in days feeling lighter than she had done in a while, "I'd better deal with Ron."

"You weren't sorted into Gryffindor for nothing Lav," Hermione said tapping away at the holographic phone

interface.

Lavender nodded then tried to open the door, "Oh - could you let me out," she asked blushing slightly.

Hermione nodded and sent a nonchalant twitch of her wand towards the door and then the room collapsing the spells

in place.

Lavender shook her head, "You're pretty special yourself," she noted before walking out - leaving a surprised

Hermione in her wake.

End.

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