STORY TITLE: The Head of the Family Black

PART: 01 of ?
AUTHOR: Red Jacobson (redjacobsonfiction )
DISTRIBUTION: My Yahoo Group, HP FanFiction Archive, Archive of Our Own, Hentai-Foundry, Questionable Questing
DISCLAIMER: None of the Characters You Recognize belong to me, they all belong to JK Rowling and her publishers.
SUMMARY: The Death of Sirius Black has consequences that no-one could have foreseen, least of all the new head of the Black Family, Harry James Potter!

FEEDBACK: Of course! It Makes Me Write Faster
RELATIONSHIPS: Harry/Tonks/Narcissa/Andromeda/Bellatrix/Ginny/Luna
RATING: NC-17
WORD COUNT: 5,023
SPOILERS: None, if you don't know how the Harry Potter story goes by now, why are you reading this story? Starts at the End of Order of the Phoenix, the day of the Fight at the DoM.
WARNINGS: If You've ever read any of my stories, you know what to expect, Oral, anal, Femme-slash, dom/sub, multiple partners, and Femme-cest.

ON CHARACTER'S AGES: Hogwarts starts at 13 in this universe, so the youngest characters involved will be at least 16 at the start of the story.

June 4th, 1996

12 Grimmauld Place

Early Evening

Tonks really hated trying to babysit Sirius when he was being like this! She could understand his frustration, hell, she was frustrated too! This sitting around waiting for You Know Who to show his nose-less face was tedious as anything. She almost rather be standing guard over Fudge than doing this. At least with Fudge, she could be entertained by his latest idiocy and make Shack laugh when they got off duty.

She didn't know where Sirius had gotten his hands on the fire-whiskey, she was pretty sure they had gotten rid of all of it after the last time that Sirius had gotten so drunk. At least this time he wasn't trying to hump her leg in his dog form, that was disgusting! There was only one wizard who she wanted to do any humping at all with, and he was at Hogwarts taking his OWLs at the moment!

Tonks didn't know when she had developed a crush on Harry Potter, but there was no denying that it existed. She had even caught herself fantasizing about him in the shower on more than one occasion! She'd been tempted to try and corner him over the Yule Holidays but there was always somebody else around. She was planning on trying to talk to him after he got off the express, he would be nearly 16 by then and legal for debauchery!

Of course, in the meantime, she still had to watch out for Sirius who was in one of his maudlin moods, which the drinking wasn't helping. She sympathized with his feelings, honestly she did, but if she had to listen to him crying about how he was useless to everyone, how he couldn't even bring her and her mum back into the family, one more time she was going to stun him and shut him up in the attack where he could depress that damned hippogriff!

"SHRIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!"

What the bloody hell? The noise came from up in the attic! Hitting Sirius with a quick sobering charm, she ran up the stairs, her cousin hot on her heels, and burst through the door to see Buckbeak curled up against the wall, blood pouring from one of his hooves. She could see the shattered remains of one of the mirrors laying on the floor in front of him, the shards splattered with blood.

They were so focused on taking care of the wounded animal that they never heard Kreacher answering the Floo, or Harry's panicked voice looking for Sirius. A fact that Tonks was going to greatly regret when she learned about it.

Department of Mysteries

Veil Room

10:30 pm

Bella was having fun! Of course, playing with her blood traitor cousin was always entertaining, especially since she'd already managed to clip her niece with the edge of one of her spells. Too bad she hadn't managed to kill the traitorous bitch, how dare she join Dumbledore's pathetic followers, didn't she understand that her ability as a metamorphagus would have seen her welcome in the Dark Lord's ranks? So what if she would have to kill her mudblood father to show her suitability, it would be a small price to pay!

But the brat had made her choice, too late to change things now. At least she had a chance to get rid of that idiotic cousin of hers, and hurt Wee baby Potter at the same time, which would please her Master greatly, no doubt!

She gave a shriek of glee when her curse hit the fool right in the chest and he flew back through the veil. She had a brief moment to enjoy the look of anguish on the Potter boy's face before everything went wrong! Her magic starting burning inside her, her blood was screaming in her ears and the pain was unbearable! The word "Kin-Slayer" pounded in her brain and with each repetition, it became clearer and clearer and it was like her entire mind and soul was being scrubbed with harsh stones, tearing parts of her away and leaving her soul bleeding freely.

The worst part was when she felt her connection to her Master being torn from her! She barely noticed when the marriage bond was broken, she wouldn't miss her supposed husband or brother in law. The two of them seemed to prefer each other to her anyway!

But losing her connection to her Master? That was unbearable! Suddenly she felt like she was 10 years old again, standing shivering in front of Grandfather Arcturus, the Head of the Family, as he made her swear the oath of obedience and fealty to the Head of the Family and she felt her magic responding to the oath the little girl made so long ago. As the memory faded she realized that her cousin, idiot though he might have been, was the Head of the Family!

With a scream of anguish Bellatrix Black disappeared from the Ministry of Magic leaving nothing behind but the echo of a soul facing damnation.

Malfoy Manor

Wiltshire

Same Time

Narcissa couldn't explain why she felt restless this evening, it wasn't the absence of her 'husband', that was a normal occurrence if he wasn't buggering one of his catamites he was bedding one of his many mistresses. She really didn't care any longer, she'd long since made her own discreet arrangements, and Lucius knew enough not to question her regular visits with Cyrus and Anastasia Greengrass. Lucius had his heir and that was all he really cared about!

As far as she was concerned, Lucius was welcome to Draco, the little pillow-biter in training had been nothing but a disappointment to her since he first learned to talk! She'd had Dobby scrubbing his mouth with soap when the little shit had glared at her, her, his mother! He had been six years old and screamed: "Just wait until my Father hears about this!" She'd been sorely tempted to take her wand to the brat but had to satisfy herself with listening to his screaming and crying as Dobby punished him.

Narcissa called for an elf to bring her another glass of wine, her current one was empty. She gave a bitter laugh, at least the Malfoy family kept a good cellar, they certainly didn't bring anything else of value to the marriage she had been forced into.

The elf had just handed her the fresh glass and she had taken a sip when the world shifted on its axis under her feet! She didn't know what was going on, but Narcissa felt a terror she hadn't felt in years, not even being in the presence of the thing that Lucius bowed down to had terrified her as much as she was in that instant!

She suddenly felt the Black family magic waken in her blood, washing away the weakened remnants of the Malfoy blood, it was nothing more than a trickle of magic against the raging torrent of centuries of magic the Black's commanded! The bond, tenuous as it was, between her and Lucius was snapped instantly and she laughed exultantly before the wine glass dropped from nerveless fingers and she vanished from her chair, leaving the elf pulling its' ears in fear and confusion.

12 Grimmauld Place

The Same Time

Deep in the dungeons of Grimmauld Place, the family heart-stone glowed brightly as the magic of the most recent head of the family was added to that of his ancestors. The magic thrummed happily as it welcomed the additional magic at first, until the thrumming changed and grew louder, the stone vibrating in the base that had been carved for it out of the very bedrock! The bright glow changed to an angry red as tendrils of magic formed and writhed around the stone as if sniffing for the scent of their prey.

The first tendril, dark red and whipping angrily shot out and disappeared south, in the direction of Central London, while the second headed to the north, it's color not quite as dark.

A third tendril rose through the ceiling, pausing to envelope the Family tapestry, and, as it faded away, two of the burned sections repaired themselves, welcoming the rejected ones back into the heart of the family.

The final tendril flared into a white light and vanished racing after the first tendril and the heart-stone quieted down, the glow fading slowly as it seemed to wait for what was to happen.

The Department of Mysteries

Shortly Afterward

Albus Dumbledore felt every one of his hundred plus years as he passed among the wounded students, creating portkeys to transport them back to Poppy's care. Harry was already in his office, and that was not a conversation he was looking forward to. The boy was going to hate him, not that Albus could blame him for it. If he had explained to Sirius or Remus, one of the adults that Harry trusted why he was avoiding him, it would likely have changed a great many things. But there wasn't a time turner strong enough to go back and change the past, he would just have to push through and hopefully find a way to rebuild Harry's trust in him. He didn't delude himself that it was going to be easy, but it had to be done. Too much was riding on that young man's shoulders to let him falter now.

At least Sirius was the only casualty of the night, but the disappearance of both Nymphadora and Bellatrix was perplexing, to say the least. Even more so since it happened within moments of Sirius being killed. He would need to find the time in the next day or so to visit Headquarters and see if there are answers to be found there.

He would also have to examine his memories of the incident between Tom and Harry very carefully, try to determine exactly how Harry had managed to drive Tom from his mind. It could be extremely important in finding a way for Harry to survive the final battle with Tom.

Shaking his head tiredly, he looked over at Fudge who was still gibbering in fear at actually seeing Tom in the flesh. Albus had always had his doubts about the man's character, but he was the least bad of the candidates for the Minister's Office after Barty Crouch was brought low. Hopefully, the next Minister will be willing to listen to reason and do what needed to be done to prevent a repeat of 1980 and 81.

Checking that all of his students and members of the Order were accounted for, and Lucius, who seemed oddly stunned as did the Lestrange brothers, joined Dolohov and the others in the holding cells, he spoke briefly to Fudge and Amelia Bones before apparating back to Hogwarts.

It was as he was leaving that he realized he had no idea where Headquarters was!

12 Grimmauld Place

Later that night

The four figures were still unconscious in the basement, the tendrils of magic wrapping them into their individual cocoons. Two of the figures were glowing softly, smiles on their faces as they were gently reconnected to the ancient magic of the Family. The older of the two would be shocked when she eventually awoke and saw the changes that were made! The streaks of gray receded, leaving her hair the lustrous black of her youth, and the signs of worry and strain faded from her face. Her body firmed up, the breasts and bottom just the most noticeable signs of her restored youth. The woman looked no older than her daughter as she was once more a true Daughter of the Black, and her enemies would tremble before her!

Her daughter would discover that her wounds were healed, and the scars from previous injuries had disappeared as well. It would take some time for her to realize that being brought back into the family had removed the imbalance in her magic that had caused her body to react strangely at inopportune times. Gone would be the clumsiness of her earlier years and in it's place a sense of balance that would make a gymnast flush with envy.

The third figure was showing signs of strain as the magic she was born to was crawling through her body, destroying all the contaminating foreign magic that had warped her for the last 18 years. The only outward sign of the change was the return of her natural ebon hair, gone was the artificial platinum that her marriage to the Malfoy had caused to appear. The rest of her body was changing as well, returning it to her younger state, but the greatest changes were in her very mind and soul as the perversion of the true witch she was were scrubbed away, leaving the personality of the girl who happily giggled with her sisters while planning a prank with their favorite cousin. The strain eased from her face as the magic finished its work and a happy smile formed on her face.

This was in marked contrast to the final figure, her face was a rictus of agony and her mouth was wide open in a silent scream! She was fighting with all her power against the changes the Family Magic was making in her, clinging desperately to her devotion to her Master, even as memories of the atrocities she had performed were rushing through her mind. It was no use though, no matter how hard she fought, the Family was more powerful than her will, inexorably the corruption was cut away leaving behind the girl she had been. The girl who wanted nothing more than to be sorted into Ravenclaw to avoid the brutish thugs who she'd encountered on the train wearing the green and silver robes.

As the magic restored her soul, it repaired the ravages of the last twenty years, since the night that her father had given her to Radagast Lestrange to convince him to sign the contract between the Lestrange and Black families. It would come as quite a shock to her that her barrier had been restored while she was unconscious, but not one that she would be unhappy about. The bigger shock would be when she looked at her left arm and found it completely unmarked, no sign at all of the brand that she had once eagerly accepted!

Once the magic completed the majority of its work, the woman's expression eased and her face relaxed into a smile similar to her sister's, as memories from happier times returned.

At that moment, Bellatrix Lestrange truly died, as did Narcissa Malfoy, and the Wizarding World would never know what hit it!

Allowing the women to rest momentarily from the strain of the changes, the magic prepared to make the next change to their personalities. As it always did in this situation, it was reinforcing the automatic submissiveness to the Head of the Family. The original Paterfamilias had ingrained that requirement when he first sacrificed of his blood and magic to create the stone.

Gringotts Bank

Same Time

Bloodaxe, the Black Family account manager looked up from his ledgers as the messages appeared on his desk. He stared at them in confusion for a moment before pulling the two parchments closer. His expression changed from confusion to glee as he read the notification that two walking roasts had died as a result of their marriages to the Malfoy and Lestrange families, and the Blacks were claiming the witches dowries and personal property in compensation!

He personally couldn't care less what the beasts did to each other, but being able to grab money from two other account managers and enriching his own accounts was always something to savor! He gave the order to the vault runners and smiled in satisfaction as he pictured the howls of anguish from Steelfist and Goldeye when they discovered their losses.

Almost as an afterthought, he generated notices to be sent to the beast's government about the deaths so their pathetic records could be kept in a semblance of order.

Finishing his work for the night, the goblin locked up all his ledgers and, smiling, headed for the comforts of home.

Hogwarts

June 5th, 1996

Near Dawn

Harry stumbled blindly through the silent halls of Hogwarts, the destruction in the Headmaster's office matching the devastation he felt. Losing Sirius and getting his friends hurt was bad enough, but then that old bastard had dropped the bombshell of the prophecy on him! He had so much anger inside him at the moment that he almost wanted Snivelous or the Umbitch to show up! It would be nice to do something constructive with his anger, and getting some of his own back on the two of them was about the most constructive thing he could think of at the moment!

Unfortunately, or maybe, fortunately, he made it back to Gryffindor Tower unscathed. Muttering the password he entered the empty common room and started climbing the stairs, his emotions draining away as sheer exhaustion overtook him. He barely managed to strip out of his filthy clothing before falling on the bed, asleep before he hit the pillow.

He awoke several hours later, refreshed but still shaken by the dream he had experienced. He had been glad to see Sirius again even if only for a little while, but finding out that he was the Head of the Black Family? That was more than he was able to handle at the moment! And then to find out he was supposed to help Bellatrix, the bitch that killed him, and her sister who spawned Draco? That was asking too much. He didn't have a problem with bringing Tonks and her mum back into the family, at least that part would be easy, it's just everything else that he had to do was overwhelming him!

Remembering the most important part of what Sirius had told him, he commanded Kreacher to appear before him. The elf appeared almost a moment later, grumbling about how his poor mistress would be so distressed at a filthy half-blood taking over the noble Black family.

Harry had to restrain himself from cursing the foul being but promised himself he would deal with it later. He gave the elf explicit orders to go directly to Gringotts and retrieve the Head of House ring, and return with it to Number 12 Grimmauld Place. He was not to tell anyone who the new Head of the Family was, but was to wait until Harry summoned him again to bring the ring to Harry where ever he was. Harry forced Kreacher to repeat the instructions and when he was satisfied they were understood he ordered the elf to complete his task.

He really wanted to talk to somebody, but there was nobody he trusted enough available. Hermione and Ron were still in the hospital, so was Neville, and he didn't really know Ginny or Luna well enough to dump this on them. There was Cho, but she wasn't close enough to be able to understand, and he was still pissed at her for standing by Marietta over the DA mess! Sure, he'd still love to get her knickers off, but the same thing could be said about a lot of girls, it doesn't mean he'd trust them to stand beside him when things went wrong!

Climbing out of bed, he winced when he realized it was almost time for lunch. He really didn't want to face anybody but knew that hiding would just make things worse. Grabbing his supplies, he padded to the showers and hoped they weren't being used.

12 Grimmauld Place

While Harry Slept

The heart-stone pulsed when it received the acceptance of his role from the new head of the family. It reached into the magic containing the four women and searched for any information or connection to the new Head. Finding only one of them had positive connections, it followed it's creators will and examined the magic of this Harry Potter to find suitable witches to allow him to chose his Lady Black. It found four different witches, but only two of them were of acceptable lineage. The two witches were found together and the magic was going to retrieve them until it discovered the wards protecting them. Withdrawing the tendrils it did leave a tiny portion behind so it could retrieve them when the time was right.

If the awareness of the magic had been human, it would have been amused at what the suitable witches were doing together, but as it was, it would be the Head of the Family who would enjoy the discovery for himself. It did notice that their bodies were healthy bar a few minor strains, but the magic left behind would soothe them while the girls rested.

The Room of Requirement

Earlier that Morning

Luna stared thoughtfully at the ceiling, her arm wrapped around Ginny's naked shoulders as the other girl slept. This really wasn't how she had expected to wake up this morning, although, to be honest, there were times the night before when she really wondered if she would even see this morning!

Her mind kept going over the fighting, and her heart ached for Harry after seeing his godfather dying the way he had. A slight smile crossed her face, she had been half thinking about trying to find Harry and comforting him, but instead she and Ginny had ended up comforting each other. She didn't really mind though, she'd always been close to Ginny, the fact that she was a girl didn't bother her in the slightest. It was the person, not the plumbing that mattered, her mummy had always said, when Luna asked her about the squishy feelings she got when she and Ginny played kissing games.

What did surprise her was how eager Ginny was when they finally found themselves here in the room! She had only planned on holding the other girl while she cried, but Ginny had other ideas. The hugging turned to kissing, and it wasn't much longer before Luna found herself helping Ginny to remove her knickers! After that, there wasn't time to think, and she had to admit that it was quite enjoyable. Even when she hesitatingly returned the favor Luna enjoyed that as well.

The fact that she'd had sex, extremely pleasurable and exhausting sex with Ginny wasn't what had her staring thoughtfully at the ceiling though. It was Harry, she had known, from the moment their eyes met on the Hogwarts Express that he would be the man who took her virginity, but something had changed during the night! She would still be happily surrendering herself to him, that hadn't changed, but there were others involved as well. She could recognize Ginny in the group but had no idea who the others were, and what it all meant?

Just then, Ginny shifted as she started to wake up, and Luna braced herself for her best friend to be uncomfortable with her. Fortunately, that didn't happen, Ginny just opened her eyes and smiled happily, before leaning up and kissing her, before slipping out of bed to use the bathroom that the room provided. Realizing that she needed to pee as well, Luna followed Ginny into the bathroom and was soon sighing in relief.

It was then that Ginny showed just how comfortable she was with what they had done, as she climbed onto Luna's lap and started snogging her again. The kisses grew extremely heated, and Luna discovered that the room reacted to her desires as the hard tile floor grew padded under her back. She was briefly grateful for the comfort, but then Ginny's fingers slipped inside her and there was no time for thinking!

The two of them were starving by the time they made it to the Great Hall to eat.

The Great Hall

Immediately Afterward

Luna felt her heart breaking when she saw Harry sitting alone in his usual spot. There was an almost visible aura of sadness surrounding him that nobody dared to breach. She froze in the doorway as she realized just what she needed to do, and then put her plan into action. Turning to Ginny she said, "Eat a lot of high energy foods and follow my lead when we sit down, okay?"

Ginny grinned, "Looking for another round already Luna? I'm fine with that, but we do have homework to get started on!" Then the grin dropped, "Or maybe not after Tom showed his face last night the professors probably have other things on their minds. And Harry? This must really be hurting him!" she cried softly.

Luna put her finger to Ginny's lips, stilling her, and said "Helping Harry is what I have in mind. I'm planning on asking him to join us up on the seventh floor, and when we get there the two of us are going to comfort him the way we comforted each other last night, and this morning. Any objections?"

Ginny stared at her, wide-eyed for a second or two before she registered just what Luna was saying, then she nodded eagerly, her smile returning.

Luna looked into her eyes, and seeing the excitement there, nodded in satisfaction. She was more than willing to help Harry by herself, but knowing that Ginny had been in love with him from the minute he rescued her from the Chamber meant that it would be better to include the other girl. A slight smile ghosted over her face, besides, watching the two of them fooling around would drive all the thoughts of Sirius out of his mind!

She and Ginny walked over to the Gryffindor table and sat on either side of him. The two of them gave him a hug which made him stiffen at first, before relaxing into it. Luna was happy to see that the sadness lessened slightly and he managed a smile for both of them. She kept the conversation light as she and Ginny ate, although she did prompt Harry to eat instead of staring at his food.

When they had finished, and Harry had eaten enough, Luna turned to him and softly said, "Harry, I know that you are hurting after what happened, but Ginny and I are going to help you get through this. Will you let us help you?"

He looked at her, desperate hope in his eyes and he said, "Gods yes! I can't deal with this on my own, I've been trying all morning!"

She smiled softly, "I understand, I went through the same thing with Mummy dying. All I need you to do is come with Ginny and I up to the seventh floor, we can talk privately up there."

She could tell from his expression that he had no idea just how they planned to help him, but that was fine, Luna knew him well enough to understand he wouldn't be comfortable with the idea at first, but she was sure that once he understood they were willing, even eager to help him he would change his mind!

Luna could feel several people watching them as she left the Hall with Harry and Ginny, and was certain that at least a few of them understood what she was planning to do. But they weren't important now if they had wanted to be with Harry they should have supported him when he needed it the most!

There was no conversation as they climbed to the seventh floor, and when the arrived at the tapestry she gestured for the two of them to wait while she summoned the room. Concentrating on a place to make Harry feel comfortable, she also ensured that the magic of the room would lower all of their inhibitions and have the stamina and replenishing potions available as well as a lubricant in case it was needed.

Finishing her third turn, she smiled as the door appeared and she opened it, guiding Harry and Ginny inside before closing the door.

(Don't worry, you'll see exactly what happened in the next chapter, this one is getting too long!)

The Hogwarts Express

The Next Day

It was a little unusual to be sitting in the compartment by himself, and, if he were honest, he would have preferred that Ginny and Luna were with him. He still had to pinch himself to prove that he wasn't dreaming, the three of them actually had spent most of yesterday having sex!

Unfortunately, the two girls, as well as Ron and Neville had already been taken home, and Hermione needed special transport because of her injuries. She assured him that she would be fine, but it would take a little while before she was up to snuff.

Since he was alone, he cast different privacy spells on the compartment so he wasn't bothered by Draco and his goons this trip. He may have been in a much better mood now, but if the ferret started mouthing off Harry was sure he would hurt him, badly, and he really didn't need that headache at the moment. No, he had more important things to do, such as planning exactly how he was going to take care of the tasks that Sirius had left him.

By the time the train was approaching the station, he was fairly satisfied with his initial plans. Gathering up his belongings he opened the window and told Hedwig to fly for a while and then come to find him. His familiar gave a soft bark and butted him with her head before slipping out the window and catching a breeze.

He watched her fly away with a soft smile before pulling on his robes and calling for Kreacher.

The elf looked just as miserable as before but wisely kept it's mouth shut. Taking the ring from the beast Harry slipped it on his finger and barely had time to grip his trunk handled before he felt the hook behind his navel and disappeared from the train, cursing in surprise.

End Chapter One

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