It was interesting to see the culmination of one's work, especially when one took into account how much hard work and effort was placed into it. A dazzling smile went across the face of the wizard as he saw the finished products before them. He knew now that he'd helped invent the Hallows and that one of the reasons he had to be sent back in time was to ensure their creation. However, knowing that he had help invent them and actually seeing the fruits of his labor out in front of him, well those were two different things. So, he was pretty pleased.
Not that Harry had any doubt in his mind that they would be completed.
"They are amazing," Peve remarked to him as she looked them over. "Excellently crafted."
"Naturally, there's been nothing made like them before now or ever again, well at least for an extremely long time," Harry remarked to Peve.
Truly the keys were the fruits of an amazing amount of labor, the culmination of three years of hard work. Harry raised an eyebrow as he took a good look at Peve as she sat across from him.
"It's been a pleasure working with you during the past three years but I don't think that I'm quite done yet," Peve told him as she raised an eyebrow.
'She's correct, it will be a number of years before she will be recalled back to Krypton to report on her findings, mostly due to the planet being involved in yet another Civil War,' Peve the AI said.
'Seemed to have happened a lot in Krypton's history,' Faora commented to them in a dry tone of voice.
The fact of the matter was that Peve was an invaluable resource along with her ship. A lot of history during this time period had been lost. There had been a few fragments that Faora and Kara cobbled together whilst on Krypton but it was hard to come by. A lot of Krypton's darker periods had been white washed by the Council.
The Hallows laid out in front of Harry and Peve, it was like a marvel of history and it was just a great feeling to see something that he'd obtained laid out in front of him, freshly created. Harry eyed them with a smile on his face and his arms laying down by his sides. The smile widened as he picked up the Wand of Eternity, flipping it over in his fingers.
It was hard to believe that this would be the wand that was responsible for so much bloodshed throughout history.
'Leave it to a bunch of idiot wizards to tear themselves apart for a magic stick and I'm sure a few witches tried to get their hands on it as well,' Lily thought to Harry.
'Well the curses should lead to interesting results,' Rose thought as she cringed at the thought of the ramifications.
'Yes, the trail of blood this item leaves throughout time proves that much,' Harry offered to them, his smile still wide. 'We'll see what happens next.'
He placed the wand back down next to where the other two Hallows were laid out, items that would be amongst the most amazing and sought after objects throughout history. The items which legends would be created about and there would be more than a few problems based off of something like this. In fact, the trail of bloodshed would be amazing. One of Dumbledore's journals that Harry had read after his death theorized that the wand alone had passed through the hands of two hundred and fifty different wizards, nearly all of whom where left dead in it's wake.
He looked over to Peve who smiling contently, she had to be pleased by this creation but to have a successful creation. After this many years of hard work, why wouldn't she be pleased?
She turned towards Harry; she felt feelings towards him that were deeper than anything else that she ever experienced. It caused her to experience things that she thought she was never meant to experience or perhaps she never opened her heart up to experiencing.
"Har, it's amazing isn't it?" Peve told him as she closed the distance towards where he sat in his chair.
Her bare legs touched his and Harry saw that her robes flipped up to reveal that she was not wearing all that much underneath it. She had delicious breasts, a toned stomach, long legs, her hair was dark, silky and fell to her lower back and she had rosy red lips.
"Yes, it's amazing," Harry agreed with her as he placed a hand on her leg but she did not move, she did not shift, not even for a second.
"Just like you," Peve said with a smile.
She hadn't found her life mate on Krypton, not by a long shot but now on this world, as primitive as it might be, she'd done so. They had a lot in common and now they would reap the benefits of that fact. A smile crossed her face, as she thought about the future they'd built so far and how she could continue building it with him.
"Yes, and you're equally amazing," Harry told her.
There was a few seconds where they both stared at each other, before Harry swiftly wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her in towards him.
Their lips met in an amazing kiss, and the two of them pressed their bodies into each other, to savor the fruits of their joining. It was a true meeting of the mouths and both enjoyed the taste of the other, as their tongues tangled with each other.
Peve smiled as Har-Zod kissed her breathless, pinning her down on the table, briefly indulging in her lips. She opened her mouth to allow his tongue to invade her and their tongues tangled with each other.
With swift precision, he scooped the dark haired Kryptonian in his arms and sped her up to the nearest bed chambers.
Peve felt that things escalated pretty fast although she was not complaining with his mouth on hers and his hands working open her robes. His hands pressed around her breasts, feeling around them and she locked her legs around him, feeling the intense sensations of him exploring her body.
"You look tense," Harry remarked as he kissed her on the side of the neck.
"Culmination of hard work," Peve remarked as she closed her eyes and felt the kiss working the side of her neck. "Take me now."
Harry was fully intending and willing to take this young woman here and now.
Hope, or Lady Death rather, and Didi, or Death of the Endless, rested on either side of their master. Peve laid on his lap, as Harry ran his fingers through her hair, slowly stroking it, with a smile crossing his face. The woman smiled sleepily as he kept running his hand through her hair.
"So, what did you think of the Hallows?" Harry asked to the two sides of Death.
Both women smiled.
"Naturally, they were amazing because they were of your creation," Didi commented as she pressed her head on his shoulder.
"Of course," Harry stated with a smile as he rested with his girls before they had to return to the other realm.
Hope smiled hungrily. "We might have one more round in us, master."
The duplicate of Harry in Italy was enjoying his vacation this summer so far, in fact he hoped that it never ended.
The beach, the babes, really what more was there to life? Well there were a few things but for now, these were the prime objectives on the mind of Harry Potter.
Speaking of the babes, he was surrounded by them.
Lavender Brown was wearing a tight white bikini that stretched around her breasts and ass. In fact, if it got the slightest bit wet it would become transparent. Her long blonde hair and tall frame was showcased by the bikini that she wore. Her bright eyes stared at him hungrily, as he was wearing a pair of swim trunks that showed his tanned body. It was bred by the sun of both Themiscryria and Italy, and there was nothing like that back home in Britain.
Most of the males in the Magical UK were pale and snaggle-toothed, not the vision of perfection that Harry was.
"Mmm, Harry, could you do my back?" Lavender asked him as she got on her hands and knees, saucily wiggling her luscious rump at him.
Harry was up to that challenge, pouring the sun tan lotion into the palm of his hand he started to rub it down the soft flesh of her back.
"I want you to do me next, master," Parvati remarked to him, she had a sharp smile across her face. The Indian girl was a beauty with her dark skin and alluring dark hair that framed her face. She had delicious curved cheek bones, along with large breasts that were about to bust out of her red bikini top. She had a flat stomach with an extremely alluring belly button that was so kissable. A matching and equally sexy red bottom wrapped around her luscious rear.
It was a delicious thong that wrapped around her toned ass, an ass that Harry owned, he reminded himself.
"No, master, do me," Padma begged him as she fluttered her eye lashes towards him. She wore the same thing that Parvati did, only it was blue. There was some differences between the two twins, Parvati had a slightly bigger bust but Padma was taller and her ass and legs were more defined.
Both of the sexy Indian twins looked amazing and caused Harry's blood to rush to areas that was most certainly not his head. Harry shook his head and coughed for a slight moment.
"Ladies, ladies, there's no need to fight," Harry told them as he kept working his hands into Lavender's back and then moved down lower, getting the underside of her butt cheeks, along with the tops of her lovely legs. "There will be…plenty of time for everyone to get their turn."
"Yes," Lavender moaned, she needed his touch, she craved it. His fingers worked into her, inspiring amazing sensations throughout her body.
"Yes, you girls should learn to behave, because you're not too old to get a spanking from me."
That statement, that alluring and wonderful statement, was given by an Indian beauty who looked like she could be Parvati and Padma's older sister. She looked to be in her early twenties thanks to the power of magic. Dark hair framed her face and she had brown eyes, along with a body that wet dreams were made of. She had a pair of DD cup breasts had a really thin black bra wrapped around them tightly, which made him wonder if perhaps they were bigger then they seemed. The material looked about ready to give and her breasts about ready to burst out. Her stomach was flat and toned, her legs were smooth and long, with an ass that could cause people to stop and stare. She had the perfect hourglass figure.
Well it made Harry stop and stare at any rate.
"It's good to meet you finally Harry," she stated with a purr as she looked his body up and down.
'Oh yes, Mummy likes,' she thought to herself with barely restrained lust. She recognized certain types of magical pheromones that he was given off thanks her studies, but this was in a class that was all by itself and she was amazed by it. She couldn't take her dark eyes off of him.
"Ah, yes, Preeti Patil," Harry told her as he pulled her towards him.
She was not wearing a bikini per say, it looked more like dental floss. Not that Harry was complaining, he never complained when women wore very little clothing or hell, even none at all.
"My girls got a taste of you before," she breathed in his ear as she watched him, a smile crossing her face. "And I wonder….if we can talk about a certain arrangement that has been made."
Harry felt a twitch within his shorts and she placed her hand around his waist and pulled him into her large breasts. It felt wonderful and he couldn't help his smile.
"I believe that we can head inside and discuss those matters," Harry told her.
'And you're as smooth as always, seriously, do you even need to try anymore?' Amanda asked although she was pleased that her brother was on his way to bagging another bitch.
'They should be lining up for the right to kneel before our master,' Bellatrix remarked in a fierce voice.
'I second that motion,' Astoria told them.
'Of course you would,' Daphne thought to her.
Harry led Preeti into the Villa that he owned on the beach. He decided to have some fun with the woman although he was curious about the increased traffic in his mind.
"The Prime version of myself….he went….on some kind of journey, didn't he?' Harry asked them.
'Yes….he did,' Amanda remarked, she was curious and a bit upset that she did not get invited along although Peve was pretty clear that certain people should be sent through.
Harry figured that they could talk about it more later, right now, it was time for business.
"My father-in-law is getting on in years," Preeti told him and Harry got a sense that he was going to be receiving a proposal. "My late husband was groomed to be his successor in the family business but he died of a rare magical illness when the twins were seven."
Preeti could not help but add the next part.
"It's been a long time that I've been with someone like you," Preeti commented as the MILF looked him over like he was a tasty piece of meat. "We have a few businesses, that we run, fashion companies, Parvati and Lavender are happy to take control of the day to day operations, they just need the funding."
Preeti smiled as she watched him. She sat down on the bed, making sure to give Harry a good look at her cleavage.
"I'm sure there's a few things that I can do to help you understand the perks of such a deal, as I'm sure that we'll be meeting together regularly," Preeti remarked as she grabbed him around the waist and after pulling him in a bit closer ran her hands down his toned abs.
She found herself positively drooling at the thought of what he could to do her. Oh yes, it would be amazing.
"Well, I don't think that we should waste any time, in cementing this partnership," Preeti remarked as she dropped her knees and finally her top gave way to the forces of nature.
One beauty laid out on the bed later, Harry turned to see Lindsey standing in the doorway watching him with a smile. She wore nothing else but a thin robe.
"So another bitch has fallen to the mighty spear of Harry Potter?" Lindsey asked him as she stepped towards him, a smirk across her face.
"Precisely," Harry told the brunette girl as he placed his hand around her waist. "And it was a prime business opportunity as well."
"That's just icing on the cake," Lindsey commented as she turned in the thin robe, and Harry saw that she wasn't wearing a stich of clothing underneath. "The rest of gone out for lunch, which leaves the two of us alone."
Harry smiled towards her with a knowing grin.
"Let's go swimming," Lindsey suggested with an adoring smile on her face.
She leaned forward as he said that, presenting Harry the most amazing view of her uncovered breasts through the other side of the fabric of her robe. He had been going at it for a long time with the hot Indian MILF.
"Maybe we can have some fun in the water, go swimming," Lindsey suggested sultrily as she placed her hand down on his abdomen and ran her fingers along his abs, drumming his midsection, the smile getting wider across her lips as she checked him out.
Harry was about to remind her that she had nothing on underneath but then with a flash of realization, it all clicked together for him. He was down for this and soon he would be going down on her.
The fun was going to continue in the Italian sun.
Another visitor showed up to greet the duplicate of Harry the next day and she was quite a welcomed sight on the eyes.
"Hello Harry, I hope you are well," Fleur commented brightly as she reached forward and gave him a kiss.
Harry captured the lips of the sultry young French Veela and felt her large breasts press against his chest. He grabbed her tight ass in his hands.
"Hi, Fleur, what's on your mind?" Harry asked her.
"Not much after that amazing kiss, love," Fleur commented in a bit of a daze.
'Smooth, kissed stupid,' Gabrielle chimed in with amusement dancing through her voice. 'Not that it takes much, my sister.'
'Quiet, Gabi,' Fleur thought to her sternly.
'If that's your best comeback, then I think that Harry really got you hard, but did you expect anything less from him?' Gabrielle asked.
'Although being kissed stupid by Harry isn't the worst way to lose all your intelligence,' Astoria chimed in.
'Yes, there are far worse fates,' Ginny offered to them as she smiled. She really couldn't help but add the next bit of gossip.'On that note, the twins have offered Percy a job as their beta-tester. The pay's good although he has to swallow a lot of his pride to do so.'
'Don't the twins test all of the products on themselves?' Amanda asked of her.
'Never said they were sane,' Ginny offered to them as if that said everything.
Harry, while enjoying the banter, cleared his head of all thoughts and decided to bring the topic of conversation around to why Fleur was there. He saw her look at him, a smile crossing her face as she watched him extremely nervously.
"So?' Harry asked her.
"Oh, they've agreed to a meeting with you," Fleur informed him and he raised an eyebrow.
Naturally, both knew who they were, so there was no need to elaborate on that point any further. Fleur and Harry stared at each other, locking hands, excited about what could happen.
"So this will be an amazing step in our alliance," Fleur told him.
Harry smiled, he had been mulling over the benefits of this union. Especially given how Appoline mentioned that they rarely allowed outsiders into Veela country. They were extremely secluded and very proud but they were not man-haters. Although they did have some bad experiences in the past much like some Amazons did and there were a couple of problems regarding there being splinter groups that were less than friendly to non-Veelas.
"Aunt Adrianna is very interesting in meeting you," Fleur told him with a knowing glint in her eyes.
Harry fired back with a strong smile. "I'm pretty sure that she is."
Harry was looking forward to meeting the beautiful Veela queen, because he had a few things that he wanted to discuss with her. He had a feeling that the entire Veela Nation was going to be an extremely valuable resource that he could tap into, in more ways in one.
"You're scheming, my love," Fleur accused him, although her voice dripped with an equal amount of mischief.
Harry offered her an innocent grin, another it was a look that did not suit him at all. "I don't know what you're talking about."
Fleur raised an eyebrow but she shook her head with a smile across her face.
"So are you sticking around for a little bit?" Harry asked her.
Fleur smiled at him. "Of course, I am, I got permission to come and visit you. But I need to take you to the Veela coven in a few days. Mother will tell your more."
"Glad to hear it," Harry remarked as he saw Fleur flash a radiant smile at him.
"It's amazing just like you," Fleur told him in a gushing tone of voice as she looked around the beach area. "And this is a great place, I wish I would have been able to stop by a long time ago."
That smile widened as she eyed Harry's bare chest, which was drool worthy. He put most men, at least ninety five percent if not more, to shame. She placed her hands on him.
Harry took in Fleur's attire and saw she was wearing a short white tank top that stretched around her upper body. Her breasts looked about ready to burst out from it's confines, it cut off just under her breasts exposing her toned midsection. The top allowed him to see a good deal of her creamy, delicious skin. It was delicious enough to eat off of. Her shoulders were shown off as well and she wore a black skirt, with sandals. This showed her long beautiful legs, and if she shifted the right way, he could get a glimpse of her thong panties.
He liked every little thing that he saw and he smiled.
"How about I give you the grand tour?" Harry asked to Fleur and the French woman nodded with a smile.
"How about we start with the bedroom?" Fleur asked to him.
'Fleur, you could at least be subtle, you horny bitch,' Gabrielle remarked to her older sister.
'Gabi, quiet, or I'll spank you,' Fleur fired back towards her sister.
'I'd like to see you try,' Gabrielle retorted in a haughty tone.
Appoline finally interceded in a haughty tone. 'Quiet, or I'll spank the both of you.'
'I'd put my vote in on that last one but things would be even if I got a piece of Appoline later and give her a spanking,' Harry remarked.
'Absolutely, my lord,' Bellatrix chimed in an appraising tone of voice.
'Yes, I would agree,' Narcissa added in a more dignified tone of voice although there was a certain tone of mischief that swirled in through her tone of voice.
'Absolutely,' Andromeda chimed in.
Harry ushered Fleur inside the house, with a smile on his face, although he wondered what his Prime Version was up to. He was not getting any updates given the time stream did not line up properly, so his curiosity was swelling to a new level.
Fleur's wiggling ass indicated that other parts of his body would be swelling along with his interest. She looked over her shoulder and smiled. "Magnificent."
Harry smiled as he led her on, knowing that the tour would end with a bang.
Time passed as if over does for all of them, even though none of them aged due to their powers allowing them to be outside of the established time stream.
"So we can consider the Hallows a success and the construction of the castle is going on as planned," Faora commented to Harry.
"Yes, it's great to see a plan coming together so nicely," Harry told her.
"Obviously, you were the one who developed it," Faora told him with a smile on her face, there was a certain amount of smugness present in her tone.
The truth was, it was not her being smug so much as being proud.
Kara marveled at the beauty of the castle in its inception. Sure it seemed a little raw right now but it would evolve to suit the needs of the people who were using it and that would be the most amazing thing about it. They'd seen the finished product and they only got the smallest hint of that, as the castle was still in its inception although there were many more tweaks to come.
"So what do you think?" Harry asked the blonde before him.
"Like it," Kara told him in all honesty. "I like it a lot."
Kara corrected herself with a smile crossing her face.
"No, actually I don't like it,' Kara told him and Harry smiled as she wrapped her arms around him and nuzzled her face into the back of his neck. "I love it, it's amazing."
"Just like you," Harry told her and Kara nodded as she rested her head on his neck, absent mindedly tracing his muscular chest with a wide smile on her face.
Faora took a moment to really let it sink in what they'd done and created so far and she couldn't help but be pleased with a lot of what happened. Not to mention that was going to be a lot more to come in the future and her smile widened over her face.
'Do you get a feeling that we're waiting around for something really big to happen?' Jaime thought to all of them through the bond link. She added with a smile across her face. 'Or is it just me?'
'No, it's not just you,' Harry informed her, he was waiting for that other shoe to drop as well, although he had no idea what that other shoe might be. He was waiting for something specific to happen.
'Yes, you're idea is not too far off,' the AI Version of Peve stated. 'You are now only a thousand years into the past.'
One thousand years brought certain things to Harry's mind and then everything clicked into place.
'Hogwarts,' Harry thought to them.
Faora wrinkled her nose at the very thought of that place. 'Yes, and why are we speaking about that foundation of lies?'
Harry decided that he'd be the voice of reason, although he had no idea why he wanted to take that step. 'Well it wasn't always that way, sis. It was….it actually had potential once and helped shape the minds of some of the strongest witches and wizards alike for generations.'
'Yes, yes it did, but I wonder where it went wrong,' Faora thought, even though she had a pretty crystal clear idea of where that school went wrong.
Lily was going to spell it out. 'They kept the traditions that they had in place, which is good. But they didn't realize that even the best of traditions need fine tuning every now and again.'
There was a mantra that the laziest of people subscribed to and that was "If it isn't broke, then why fix it?"
There was two problems with that in the Wizarding World. The first was that they were too ignorant to understand some really strong problems and that resulted in them needing to be dragged kicking and screaming into the modern world.
And if it was not broken, it was surely worn out past its welcome.
'Yes, like the Council, old idiots won't give up their precious power, even if it was well past the point of being due,' Faora thought to them.
'Bitterness much?' Kara thought.
'No just experience speaking. Well that and the fact Father would never stop fucking ranting about it,' Faora admitted to the blonde and Kara nodded in agreement.
Harry was interested in seeing what the Founders had to offer, for better or for worst. There was so much of history that was vague. Seeing their intentions and what they did, that was high on his list of priorities for sure.
"I think it's time for us to arrange a meeting with some of the most foremost wizards and witches of their time," Harry told them and Diana turned up, she was interested as well.
There were rumors that Rowena and Helga might have visited Paradise, although they did it under assumed names, aliases. Diana could not vouch for the truth of these rumors but it was something interesting to think about it. The Princess of the Amazons was curious to meet them and to see how many of the rumors were true, regardless of that fact.
"That should be interesting," Diana agreed.
Faora, who did not impress easily, had to concede a point about meeting the Hogwarts founders being interesting. She did wonder if they would be like history painted them as. Although there seemed to be more about the historic rivalry between Gryffindor and Slytherin that defined and perhaps destroyed both of the houses to some extent, whilst taking down the rest of the school in the process. The dark haired Kryptonian pondered that point as she turned to her brother and her sister wives.
"We won't know until we take that plunge," Faora told him as she saw a bright light.
It was just like Hogwarts: A History described, the night that the four founders decided to build the school, a bright light flashed in the sky to the North. That was the beacon that would grow into the school, one of the foremost of its time.
It might have started off a bit better in the minds of history but everything had to start somewhere throughout time. Harry recalled this point rather well.
"So….there's no question about it, we should head up there, and pay the founders a visit," Harry told his group of girls.
They were looking forward to meeting them but there was also a sense of whether or not that they would live up to the expectations that were set up.
Godric Gryffindor was a wizard that even in his own time was beloved by many. Despite the fact that he attracted a fair amount of female attention, he retreated in his quarters in solitude instead of basking in it. He was more interested in learning the magic of his day, and honing it to perfection, then anything regarding the fairer sex.
"Gryffindor, are you lost in your library again?"
That was the voice of Salazar Slytherin. Of course, Slytherin had room to talk about being blissfully ignorant about the female sex. He thought he knew it all but obviously his various misadventures spoke for himself.
Gryffindor was tall, although this was a front as he looked fairly average all things considered. Not ugly by any means but not the physical marvel that would send woman to drown in their own drool as many people thought he might have been. Slytherin was shorter, with dark hair and a goatee. He was not a sex symbol and his greasy hair indicated that he spent most of his time brewing potions.
"At least I don't spend most of my time in the dungeon playing with my snake," Gryffindor muttered underneath his breath.
"Godric, Salazar, someone's approaching who appears to have discovered our beacon!"
A tall blonde woman of Norse descent appeared in the hallway. Her hair flowed down past her shoulders. She was about six foot tall, with deep ice blue eyes that stared people down. She had a well-defined nose and cheekbones. Her robes wrapped around her body but did little to hide the large breasts that fit her frame quite well. She had toned muscular ass and legs. She was someone who could take most men down in a fight, and that was without a wand. Especially those who offended or hurt someone close to her, given her immense loyalty. Her name was Helga Hufflepuff.
"That's impossible," Salazar stated in a slightly pompous voice.
Godric shook his head. "Actually seeing something as impossible would be….."
"Godric, spare me the lecture," Salazar told him dryly.
"Well, then I'll kindly ask that you spare me your ego," Godric retorted as he made his way outside. He was going to greet the guests.
"Perhaps we should figure out if they've really seen our beacon or they have just stumbled upon the castle," Helga warned him but Salazar shook his head.
"It's Gryffindor, of course he's going to go off on some kind of hair brained scheme to ensure that we all look like idiots by association," Salazar told the woman and Helga placed a hand on the top of her head, giving Salazar a dirty look which Salazar responded with a very prominent, "you know that I'm right" type of expression.
Godric made his way down from the castle; they did not run into that many on their journey. There was an ancient text that brought them together. It allowed them to form this school and allowed them to make they're way forwards on a journey to something amazing, something truly amazing.
Of course, it was only one step on the way to another journey and history would be the true judge of how amazing that it would be.
He saw a young man who's commanding presence captured your attention every time he stepped into a room. He was just that type. His eyes glowed with the personification of pure power and energy. He had messy dark hair, features that indicated the highest breeding, and dark emerald green eyes, along with high cheek bones. He was tall and strong, and Gryffindor couldn't take his eyes off the young man.
He had a group of women with him as well. Following him like an entourage, a collective if Gryffindor was honest with himself.
"Are you Godric Gryffindor?" Harry asked of him.
"Yes, I am he," Godric remarked in a curious voice. There was something about his aura that was strong and knocked people off of their feet just by looking at him.
"I'm Harry Potter, these are my wives, Kara, Diana, Faora, Jaime, Karen, Lily, and Rose," Harry told them.
"So, this is the one who saw our beacon?" Rowena asked as she arrived to join them and Harry smiled towards her.
She was extremely beautiful but one could not expect anything less from Rowena Ravenclaw. She had dark hair that was the same color as the midnight sky, framing her face. Her light blue eyes were burning with an extreme amount of passion and Harry felt that he could get lost in them if he allowed himself to. They were that amazing and he couldn't take his gaze off her eyes, he was so fixated on them that time seemed to still around the two of them. She had the dark robes that hung loosely around her body and when she shifted, he saw the amazing legs that she had underneath. She turned slightly for a second and Harry spotted a view of her nice ass.
"Yes, myself and my wives are intrigued about seeing what was happening."
That statement was not greeted with the raised eyebrows in the magical world that it might have been in the mundane world.
"Well, you're trespassing on our grounds, so if you don't mind…."
Harry made a movement to step forward and shake Slytherin's hand but his knee slipped and he ended up drilling him incredibly hard in the groin.
'Well it was a noble attempt but it won't ruin any future heirs,' Peve thought to him.
'Obviously, you wouldn't have allowed me to do so,' Harry thought, thinking about how the physical version of Peve was up at the castle testing some things.
'Well it was the thought that counted,' Faora thought and the founders appeared to be amused by everything.
"I'm sure that you have a tale to tell about how you came here,' Godric told them and Harry nodded.
A tale was barely scrapping the surface but yes, he did have something to tell and he was going to let them know about how he came here.
"Most great things start in a dream," Helga told Harry, Faora, Kara, and Lily as they walked down the hallway. The others were touring other parts of the grounds. "And the dreams of four are more potent than the dreams of one or even two."
Harry smiled. If everyone who had the ability to dream actually acted on those dreams and worked to make them come true, well the world would be a far more amazing place than it already was. That much was prominent in Harry's mind.
Rowena joined the group, she was interested in Harry. She had not met many wizards in her time yet, in fact Salazar and Godric had been among the first two, and those two appeared to be more interested in each other. Her father up and left her mother when she was young, and her mother died a few years back, but she made sure that Rowena was secluded for most of her life.
So Harry was unlike anything that she'd seen and nothing like she expected.
"I'm sure that you've lived an interesting life, Lady Ravenclaw?" Diana asked her as she joined the group. She had been touring the castle with Rose, Karen, and Jaime, although Gryffindor was going a bit overboard with the protections in the castle.
The trick staircases and walls pretending to be doors was entirely his doing, which was half amusing. Harry managed to figure out the trick to avoiding them. Of course, the school responded to him better than most. He was sure that he learned a lot about Hogwarts during his time there, as much of a waste he thought it was in hindsight.
"It was a charmed one, yes," Rowena told them as she thought about her life with a smile crossing her face. There were times where she had the highest of highs and the lowest of lows.
She wanted to leave her legacy on the school, whatever the school was going to be called, the name was more of a work in progress than anything else to be honest. They were bouncing certain names back and forth.
"Of for Merlin's sake, Salazar, I didn't mean to put a wart on your hog!"
Helga smiled as she looked completely thoughtful.
"Wart….Hog…..Wart…Hog….HOGWARTS!"
Rowena raised an eyebrow. "I beg your pardon, Helga."
The blonde decided to tell the shorter brunette what she was thinking. "That's what we should call this school, Hogwarts."
Rowena raised an eyebrow as she mulled it over in her mind.
"Well, it does roll off the tongue," Lily admitted, it was a name that no one would forget.
Although there was a lot about how the school was run that left a lot to be desired but that was something that they had to determine later. The redhead placed her hand on the top of her head and ran her fingers through her hair.
"Well, I have no complaints about that," Rowena agreed in a tentative voice.
She continued to think about it but the more that she thought about it, the more she liked it. The dark haired witch had to really smile about the way that the name ended up coming about. She placed her hand on the side of her head and kept pondering it.
"Hogwarts, the premier school of magic users in the world," Rowena told Helga and the blonde nodded.
Harry and Faora met eye contact with each other. There was a brief moment where Harry responded.
'If only they knew,' Harry remarked to his sister.
There was a smile on her face as she agreed, locking her arm around Harry's and she leaned towards him, placing her head on his shoulder.
"You've done a good job in building up everything," Harry informed the two female founders.
"And Godric and Salazar did have their own input," Lily offered as she talked about the two male founders like they were an afterthought and in the back of her mind, they truly and utterly were. The redhead looked around the school, it was raw in several places but it had plenty of potential.
Of course, a lot of that potential went missing through the years, Lily remembered this with clarity. She had a pained smile on her face as she recalled every single moment of what happened in her mind. The red head flipped her hair out of her face as she thought about opportunities that were missed.
'Just think, we're standing where the Great Hall is going to be, before it's even been completed,' Rose said to them through the mental link.
'Yes, this is about the most peaceful that the school has ever been, no portraits, no moving armor, no poltergeists, no nothing,' Harry thought to him but then he paused. 'Then again, we can't really call this a school yet….I mean sure the idea is there but there's really isn't anything that indicates that it's a school.'
'It will be soon,' Faora thought to him.
"So, do you like the castle?" Rowena asked, both her and Helga were interested in Harry's opinion.
He looked to be deep in thought, his eyes focused on the castle, every single inch of it, what would soon become one of the most prominent magic schools of the world. They waited for his feedback, through nervous eyes.
"You've done a good job on the foundation," Harry told them and both of the young witches nodded with smiles on their face.
"A good job but it's the first step towards a longer journey," Rowena told him as they sat down in the Hall.
This school was so raw that no house elves had been acquired by the school yet. In fact, it would not be until a hundred years into Hogwarts history where they started to use them. That was about the time where they used the hat to sort, when the Founders left the school in the hands of others. It was hard to tell how much longer they lingered around, although perhaps now that they were here, Harry and his Collective will be able to piece together a few things about what happened.
"So, let's enjoy the feast," Rowena told him and they smiled.
It was time to sit back, relax, and enjoy the time they spent with each other.
The Founders had become somewhat well-known in their own time and they had their share of fans and also their share of enemies as well. A tall and dark man stood in the shadows, staring down at his underlings with a sense of frustration dancing through his eyes. He kept gaze fixed on his men, all of them seeing the larger than life figure in the shadows.
"Master, we beg your pardon but the Founders, they have been visited by a group of people….I've never seen anything like them before."
The man in the shadows commented in a harsh voice. "What are you babbling about?"
The man shuddered for a moment and he felt a strong hand grab around his shoulder. This caused him to flinch.
"You know…the founders," he managed in a shaky tone of voice.
"Yes, I know of the founders," stated the man in the shadows, there was a moment of agitation that flashed across his face as he placed his hand down on the table. "Do not allow them to get the better of you."
"I won't….I won't," the man commented as he tried to swallow the lump in his throat. As much as he feared what the founders could do to him, he feared what his master would do to him even more. He was the type of person who even made demons cower in fear. "But there's something that you….that you must know."
The master in the shadows leaned in towards him, a ghostly whisper coming out from between his lips. "What is it….what is that I should know?"
"I've never seen anything like them before," the henchman commented to him with trembling hands. "I've seen a hint of his power, and it's….well it's nothing like yours, master, don't get me wrong."
"Yet, it was enough for you to relay your concerns to me," the man remarked as the young man offered a nod to him. "It shows me that you're more concerned about him than you should be."
"No you must believe me, he's nothing, nothing, nothing," he repeated in frustration, but there was a raised eyebrow given from the shadows.
"It doesn't seem like nothing," the mysterious boss commented harshly.
The young man swallowed the lump in his throat. He tried to keep his breathing clear and calm but it was hard not to lose himself to his panic.
"He has an army of sorts, they are the strongest, most powerful women out there, but nothing…"
"Don't try and manipulate me into thinking that you don't know what's happening, you think that there's no way that I can beat him, or stop the founders," he told the minion with a growl and the young man slid back, stepping back and his knees buckled together.
"No…no…of course not," he breathed out shivering badly as the man stepped out of the shadows.
He was dressed in green robes with a dark beard that covered most of his face and fell down to the middle of his chest, his hair was so long that it went down to his lower calves. He had broad shoulders and he could crush people with his bare hands if he so chose to do so. His knuckles cracked together as he watched his underlings around him as they twitched their head, their eyes flashing with frustration.
"Do not think that you can fool me with your pandering," he remarked to him in a voice that dripped with even more anger than most could be capable of.
"I'm not….I swear…I'm not," he babbled to his boss.
"You better not be," he warned the person before him.
He had been around since prehistoric times so he had been around the block more than once. His eyes closed as he recalled the meteorite that gave him his power. It was a meteor rock that fell from the heavens, it's radiation causing him to become increasingly powerful. His eyes narrowed as he thought about it.
Civilizations came, civilizations fell but he stood strong, ready and willing, to outlast them all. Each passing year, they got even weaker. An unfortunate disease that plagued the earth throughout time but it was a disease that he was going to cure.
Magic users were among the weakest in this world where survival of the fittest should reign supreme as far as he was concerned. They had weak constitutions and weaker minds that caused him to be sickened by them. They relied too much on their magic.
That fool Gryffindor embarrassed him one time, he underestimated the man and his resourcefulness. The caveman in modern times was not about to suffer such an embarrassment ever again. His smile twisted into an evil grin.
"Prepare yourselves for the end," the caveman stated with savage finality.
"My lord," one of the men remarked to him.
"The founders and their associates would not be a problem for me," the savage vandal stated as he placed his hands on the table and lifted it with sheer strength and little effort "They are not going to be anything to me, in fact they will be crushed underneath my grip."
There were a few loud cheers that were given towards him and the man's face contorted into a very sharp smile.
"So, let's lead each other forward, and we'll achieve it, we'll achieve victory."
There was a loud cheer as the group exchanged looks with each other. There was a confidence that could not be denied no matter what.
Another loud cheer could be heard as he lead them off, getting them ready for battle.
Rowena smiled as her eyes soaked in the scenery of the library at Hogwarts. There had been a few texts recovered but there were even more being brought in. She brought in some books for her own personal library.
"Thank you Harry for helping me bring these over," Rowena told him in a grateful voice, her lips pursed as she kept her eyes firmly on his face.
"Wasn't anything to it, really," Harry assured the dark haired founder of Ravenclaw house. He would be a fool not to take a look at the many texts that the woman who personified the house of knowledge had her hands on. In fact, it brought a smile to his face to think about that potential knowledge the more that he thought about it.
Harry turned his head so he could take a proper look at the library. It was hard to believe that so many of these shelves would be stacked from top to bottom with some of the most interesting books in the world. Well not so much during his time thanks to massive book banning but still it was the thought that counted. The smile that crossed his face could probably be seen from miles around.
"I see that you appreciate the written word and knowledge in a way that many do not," Rowena told him.
Harry smiled at her and nodded. "Books are a good way to build the foundation of knowledge but it's not the be all and end all."
Rowena thought about it, and smiled. "That's true; people are doing themselves a disservice by relying on what has been written by others as gospel without bother to add upon their own knowledge."
"All of those thoughts and ideas had to come from somewhere, but it's our ability to build on them that makes things amazing," Harry remarked to her and the dark haired Hogwarts female founder nodded.
Wisdom was something that had been paramount in the house of Ravenclaw for a very long time and Rowena drank up the thoughts and tidings of wisdom more then anything else. Her mother told her stories about the times were magic users were hunted down. In fact, they were still hunted down, being known as demons by the church.
"So, what's on your mind?" Harry asked Rowena and the woman smiled.
"Just thinking about all of the people who we're going to help with this school, though it's not so much of a school right now, more of a way to shield some magical users from the outside world," Rowena commented.
Harry thought about it, it was a very dangerous world out there for magical users before the Ministry was in place. As flawed and screwed up as it is, at least it offered some semblance of order. Without it in place, everything could fall apart in a flash due to the dangers present.
"I'm sure that this will be a great school, the best," Harry told her.
Rowena smiled as she could not resist bringing up a comment. "It's almost like you know what's going to happen in the future."
'Well she is the smart one,' Faora thought to them.
'Helga's not bad, Godric and Salazar have their quirks but it's not like they don't lack knowledge,' Lily stated. She managed to sneak a look at Salazar's own personal Potions journal and it had some ideas that were lost to time. She copied what she could for future use.
"Well, I have a track record of calling things," Harry commented as she slid closer to him and their faces were about six inches apart.
"Tell me more," Rowena told him as she watched him.
She thought that he was a pinnacle of everything and she dreamed, envisioned, and fantasized about. Her eyes closed as she thought what he could do with her and she thought about what his hands would be like all over her body. The dark haired woman leaned back against the shelves.
Harry stepped back towards her.
"I'm surprised that…."
Rowena, instead of thinking things through, decided to do something that a part of her would consider impulsive. Yet, she did not care.
She smashed her lips over Harry's mouth, capturing his lips in a hungry kiss.
Harry raised an eyebrow in surprise but naturally he was not going to complain about it. His arms wrapped around her body as the kiss deepened even more.
Rowena was surprised by her own daring but she was not complaining about it, not at all as his arms wrapped tighter around her waist, bringing her into him. The dark haired woman felt his ministrations wash over her as Harry kept kissing her even harder. His lips feeling like they were searing into hers.
She felt her toes curl from his actions as his mouth kept working against hers, using his tongue to lick the inside of her lips. The wise witch continued to use her tongue to probe the inside of his gums and her tongue poked deeper into his mouth to enhance the kiss.
Tongues continued to dance together, as Harry lifted her up on the table.
She squealed and his mouth found the side of her neck, suckling on her flesh and he removed her robes to reveal the sexy body underneath. His hands kept running down her body as he felt more of her enjoyable flesh, as she allowed him to explore around every single inch of her body.
Harry sat back and drank in the sight. The long luscious black hair that framed her face, along with the alluring blue eyes pumped up her already amazing beauty several notches. Her lips puckered together was a fairly erotic sight and he ran his fingers down her slender neck. Her white corset was professional but he could see her nipples poking out from underneath her top, which kind of diminished the professional quality that she was going for. His hands reached underneath it and cupped her breasts.
"Harry," Rowena moaned as he traced his hands down to her skirt, flipping it back to reveal a pair of lacy panties that were damp moisture from his actions. Her long legs were well developed and Harry's hands worked them slowly over, rubbing them, until he removed her boots to reveal her bare feet.
"You're beautiful," Harry told her as he placed his hands on either side of her waist and ran his finger around her belly button which caused her to whimper.
Rowena felt herself succumb to more of his actions, his tender love and his hands which worked wonders.
She felt her clothing become undone as he was about ready to have his wicked way with her.
Rowena curled up against him, there was a certain sense of kinkiness about doing this in the library. It turned her on and she was going to do this as often as she could with him. He placed his hands on the side of her face and stroked her hair.
"That was the most amazing thing," Rowena remarked as Harry hugged her into him.
"I know," Harry told her and breathed into her ear hungrily as he ran his hands over her body.
There was an alarm that went off and Harry groaned.
"Please tell me that isn't the alarm that I think it is," Harry told her and Rowena offered him a smile.
"I wish I could, really I do," Rowena told him as she shifted against him and his arms tightened around her as she leaned back. "It's very much that alarm."
Harry figured as much although he was curious about who was foolish enough to jump into the thick of things.
'Okay, someone must have gotten really sick of living,' Faora thought to them all.
'Yeah, I figured as much,' Karen recalled through the bond link.
'At least the defenses will get a field test,' Lily summarized to them all.
Harry smiled, it was not quite the way that he wanted to test it.
"So, who could be doing this?" Harry asked Rowena and the woman raised an eyebrow. "Do the founders have any enemies?"
Rowena gave him a half raised eyebrow and a slightly fixed grin.
"Do you want me to make a list or not?"
Harry smiled back at her. "Point well taken, I guess."
"I figured as much," Rowena told him as she prepared to join everyone else in the castle.
The four founders, six if you counted Harry and Peve, about a dozen if you counted everyone else, made their way from the castle to defend the homestead of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Harry felt some excitement go through him as he stepped towards a location where few men ever had the pleasure to tread. It was not for any lack of wanting to do so, it was due to the fact that it was a very exclusive place. Fleur walked next to Harry. She figured that things would be a bit more appeasing if she joined him.
"So….are you nervous?" Fleur asked him.
Harry gave her an incredulous look. "Fleur it's me, what do you think?"
Fleur nodded. "Right…right….I forgot…it's you."
She did tighten her arm around Harry's and adjusted her poise to stand straighter. He wrapped his hand around her waist and she pushed into him. A smile crossed her face as they made their way forward into the colony.
"So….are you nervous?" Harry asked Fleur.
"Harry, it's me, what do you think?" Fleur asked him, turning his own statement back around on him from earlier and he gave her a raised eyebrow. A smile crossed her face and Harry motioned for her to follow him into Veela territory.
'Time to take the plunge.'
"Harry Potter, we've been expecting you."