Let me tell you something. When you are born in a world as a baby, you are not aware of your surroundings that much. Because you are just a baby, obviously. But that didn't happen to me. All the knowledge of how to access the ring and its functions was implanted in my mind right after I had my heavenly fill of milk. Courtesy of my beautiful mother. I slept like a baby, literally no pun intended. But I was still somewhat aware of my surroundings. That's how I know that I'm currently in the embrace of an elderly women. Carrying me lovingly.
I think the awareness that I have gotten is the power that originated from the ring. It's like what the Butler said, the ring is semi sentient. The Ring knows what Baby-me needs the most. And that's what it'd give me. Awareness is the power that originated from the Ring for me.
But that's not all. The Ring unlocks its own powers for its user in moderation. Or else, it'd fry my brain with all the powers and knowledge it has inside itself. Giving me access to all of it will endanger not only me but the Ring as well. Now the question on everyone's mind right now will be: How did you know all of this? Right? Then let me tell you, it was implanted in my mind by the Ring itself, when I was taking my heavenly nap.
This process took a lot of time to get it done. During my nap, the whole Potter Family, the Longbottom Family and the sole Black had entered the ward, where only Lily and Alice were present. Alice had already gone to sleep and was not disturbed by the people. But Lily was a whole different topic. She had gotten sleep but seeing her son drinking milk from her nipple stirred something in her. She didn't know what, but it was quite pleasant. She kept looking at her son in such a way that if someone saw, they would've been quite worried about the Potter's. The usual green eyes she had now possessed a hint of blue in them. Which was gone the moment the rest of the family entered the ward.
And that's when I woke up. Everything was quite fast paced for me from the time I woke up. It happened because the small knowledge the ring gave me was still settling in my mind under heavy protections. That's when an elderly women took me for an embrace.
When they entered the ward, the family of Potter's, Longbottom's and a sole Black were not expecting Lily to be awake. But they were wrong. Lily was awake and ready to roll. Seeing them enter, she quickly began to cover her exposed breasts, which were at the moment wet, swollen and were a bit red. But no one wanted to see it of course.
First to be on her side was none other than James. Hadrian, as that was the name they decided, was still having his processed nap. His full name is Hadrian Charles Potter, Heir to the Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Potter.
James and Lily were the first ones to embrace their newborn, then came his Godfather -which was Sirius-, Hadrian's Godmother was still sleeping on the other side of the ward, and last were the Grandparents. But Charles was still out talking with Evaline about something. So, Dorea was the last one to take the babe in her embrace. The Longbottom's were on the other side of the ward seeing their baby.
The Longbottom's decided to name their newborn girl Nephele. Nephele Augusta Longbottom, Heiress to the Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Longbottom.
This was the moment Hadrian chose to open his eyes, signaling that he was awake. But Dorea was alone at the moment. She was sitting on the couch while James was beside Lily, taking care of her needs. Sirius was with the Longbottom's discussing Merlin knows what and Charles was nowhere to be found. This was the moment that took Dorea's breath away.
She gasped when she looked at her grandson's eyes, which were glowing faintly blue. But at that moment, her own grey eyes took on a hint of blue. As Hadrian's blue color faded, Dorea's eyes also faded slowly. And she blinked a couple of times to get her bearings right. 'Must've been an illusion' she thought.
Hadrian's POV: -
Waking up to a set of moonlight gray eyes looking at me longingly and lovingly startled me a little. It's not every day you get those type of gazes. Sure, my old mother gave me those gazes but not the longing one.
Seeing her in the eyes with my own green ones, my mind flashed. This not-so elderly Witch is in fact Dorea Potter, my grandmother. So young, not even looking above 30. She married Charles at the age of 23 in 1948, Charles being 3 years older than her. So, right now she will be around 55 years old. She has watermelon size boobs, which would give anyone endless supply of milk. Soft and squeeze to touch as well. Her robes highlighting her curves so much that he could have gotten a hard on. Damn his small size!! But man, she looks young.
Rightfully so, as more the powerful the witch/wizard is, the less old they look. Take Dumbledore for example, he is the most powerful wizard after his Grandfather Charles Potter and Gellert Grindelwald but looks just like he has gotten out of his prime. Same with my grandfather and Grindelwald. The same theory applies to Dorea as well. She is a powerful Witch in her own right. Looking through one of her memories, I concluded that my conclusion is spot on.
The memory that I'm seeing is of her fight with Vinda Rosier, the Right-hand women and Grindelwald's lieutenant. Vinda is a very powerful and vicious Witch, that's why she was chosen by Gellert himself. She was a Caucasian woman with green eyes, dark hair, and pale skin. She also wore eye shadow and purple lipstick. She dressed elegantly as a mark of her upper-class heritage, wearing a sweeping green dress and stereotypical-looking Witch hat. While beautiful, that hardly veiled her cruel and murderous intentions.
The fight happened after Dorea's Two-Year Marriage Anniversary with Charles; she was 25 at that time. Vinda was captured and held in Nurmengard Castle for her crime's way before Gellert and Charles had their historic duel. When she came to the knowledge of her master's defeat, she thrown a feat and escaped her prison. Then she came to know that the person who defeated her Master is married to Dorea Black, she planned to kill her in getting back on Charles for her Master. The Duel happened and she was almost able to kill Dorea. 'Almost' being the keyword here. Of course, she wasn't able to kill her because she highly underestimated her foe. Plus, with her mind clouded with revenge, she lost. But not before doing enough damage that will haunt Dorea for the rest of her life. As Vinda was quite knowledgeable about Magical Spells and was a prodigy at Dark Arts, she did the unthinkable. She robbed Dorea of her womb. It was a slow-acting spell that will deteriorate a witch's womb over the years.
Dorea came to this knowledge during the Winter Solstice of 1952, after her examinations were done by a family med-witch. She was so broken that Charles had to ask Dumbledore for help, even though the former didn't quite like and trust the latter. But the situation demanded it, so he had to ask for the so-called Light Lord's help. He and Dorea had already figured out the solution to her problem. The solution being Phoenix Tears. And only Dumbledore has one. So, the Potter Lord had to swallow his pride and ask for the priceless item, that may or may not be of any help for her condition. Of course, Dumbledore asked something of equal value in return. Nobody and I mean literally nobody would give anyone anything of priceless value without something in return.
Dorea asked Charles about it when she found out where he actually got the Tears from. Looking at the memory I could clearly see she was not happy. But Charles was tight lipped 'bout it even to this day. Eight years of hard work finally grew fruit when James was born in March of 1960. But, due to this the deterioration rate of her womb escalated way more than any of them predicted. And 20 years from that day her womb can no longer function. No matter how much money, time and resources they spend, her womb is all but gone. Even the Phoenix Tears were a one-off thing.
This again led her to a depressed state but eventually she came out of it. The reason been Sirius. Dorea for the love of Merlin himself couldn't figure out why would Walburga throw a childlike Sirius out of her home. Children should be cherished not shunned. So, she welcomed the mischievous Padfoot into her own family with open arms. She thought 'you only see the true value of some things in life when they are out of your reach.'
Hadrian came to know the next ability his Ring posses, which is Mind Reading. Unnoticed Legilimency is always welcomed.
His inner monologue was broken by Dorea when she gasped by seeing your eyes, "He has your eyes Daughter-in-law, but he's is much brighter!" saying that she brought me towards her face to kiss me on my cheeks. And later rubbing them with her delicate hands. Her smile never leaving the face.
Hadrian blinked when he was lifted in the air by Dorea and then given to his mother for what they thought was feeding time. But this time he will enjoy it to it's fullest. Not knowing that the Witch's of the Potter Household have already been smitten by the young Hadrian. No one none the wiser will know what will befall on the entire Wizarding World with his Birth.
Somewhere Unknown :-
Miles away from St. Mundo's, we could see an elegant looking Manor, gray in color and has gold highlights, magical oil lamps at every corner of the manor. In the background was an enormous flat oval ground having 3 set of poles on either side of the field. On the far end of the right corner was a stable in which houses many kind of horses.
The Manor had overall 3 floors, and no the 2nd floor was a balcony bedroom with a red kingsize bed. The room was lavish as one could make it. As if the person who wanted to make it, wasted a lot of galleons. And rightfully so, as the family which this Manor belonged to is quite famous in their own right. Several utensils and paintings were either made up of pure Gold or had a part of it. The room had 4 doors in total; one for entry/exit, one for the bathroom which was located at the far corner of the room, one was for the balcony and the last one was for the walk-in-closet.
However, this lavish room was filled with the moans of two women who are occupying the rich lavish bed. One has white skin, black hair with blond silk tips, black-gray eyes, sharp eyebrows, red lips, modest C-cup breasts leaking with white liquid which the second witch was drinking from, making the first one moan, and beautiful child bearing hips which at the moment was grinding against above average looking cock of 7-ins leaking with pre-cum. This above average looking cock belongs to the women above the previous one. This witch has pale skin slightly cold to touch, black hair in color, red slit like eyes, narrow fave with a cute button nose, breasts of D-cup jiggling at every body movement and wide hips. All together, these two women were heavenly.
The red eyed witch then suddenly kissed the other passionately, which the other reciprocated. Both moaned into their lovers lips grinding their cores together building their releases. Then suddenly, the red eyed witch moved her right hand towards the lower crack of the other witch and, inserted a digit into her backdoor while also pinching her right leaking boob with her left hand.
Two things happened at that moment; due to a finger inserted in her butthole and the constant pinching of her sensitive milk jugs the first witch reached her orgasm and screamed in her lover's mouth, which was also being sucked by the latter witch making lewd noises. The next thing that happened was, magic like a swirling tornado burst in between them. When the two witches separated, the witch having a cock no longer had one.
"It seems that the potion has lost it's effectiveness." said the red-eyed witch while looking down at the witch who was still recovering from the intense orgasm. "Ready for round two my lovely pet?" she asked with a smirk while also gulping down a vile of a purple potion. Her glittering cunt which was red and swollen was replaced by the same cock we saw a few moments ago in a flash of light, hard and twitching every now and then.
The other witch said with a break in her voice"M-my La-lady, let m-me re-reco-ver firs--?!" she was cut off when the red-eyed witch placed the angry red head of her cock at the entrance of the cunt of the other Witch. Said cunt was still gushing womanly cum, coating the cock with nice lubricant.
"No, no, no....no my sweet pet. I've waited 3 months for this. I'm not gonna let you back out now. I'm going to fill you up to brim with my seeds! So here it comes!!" the red-eyed witch said while also capturing the other witches hands above her head and putting the other one on her waist. Her cock about to enter the heavenly hole which has been missed for so long.
But were interpreted by a loud pop like sound. Both witch's turned there heads towards the sound only to lay their eyes on a fearful and shivering looking creature. This creature is called a house-elf.
A house-elf (sometimes also referred to as just elf) are magical beings which are immensely devoted and loyal to the one designated as their master. House-elves served wizards and witches and were usually found under the employment of old wizarding families taking residence in elaborate establishments, like mansions, and must do everything that their masters commanded unless they were freed. A house-elf could only be freed when their master presented them with clothes.
House-elves have their own brand of wandless magic which, despite their small physical size and lack of wand, was very powerful. That's how this house-elf got into their room without any difficulty what so over.
Said elf was looking at them in fear as if he has something wrong, but he still continued "Tibby be's sorry Mistress's but, Tibby have gotten the message the Mistress Snaky has told me's to wait for! Here it is...I's be's going now!" saying that and giving the Mistress Snaky a piece of paper, the elf snapped his fingers and vanished into thin air like it was nothing. Like it said above, elf wandless magic.
Now the Mistress Snaky was standing alone besides the bed with the piece of paper in her hands, reading slowly, her eyes moving with each word. While this was going on, the other Mistress was on her knees moving slowly towards the glittering cock hung gravity defying, its head pointing towards the ceiling. She gave it some strokes and slowly opened her mouth to welcome it. While the one standing put her hand above her head giving her a pat.
"Keep going Cissa, today is our special day. The Half-blood has finally given birth to the next Heir of the Potter Household. Today I am giving both of ourselves rewards!" saying that she grabbed Cissa's head with both hands and pushed her cock deep in Cissa;s throat and moved. They both moaned together.
That night, the whole manor was filled with grunts and moans till the next morning. That whole night, the poor sole house-elf thought that due to his mistake in interrupting his Mistresses has caused them to have a duel or something. Oh, how wrong he was. His arrival with that particular message has made his Mistresses night even more memorial. Not knowing he will get a reward like no other the very next day.