The Changing of Destiny

I couldn’t help but stare at my body in the mirror; I’m flat-chested and have no ass to speak of. The only thing I have going for me is my flat stomach. Still, then you look up and see my overly fuzzy hair that was basically untamable by this point.

I’m 15 years old in my fourth year of Hogwarts, and puberty has been and gone and left me basically not touching me; meanwhile, my roommates got lucky, Lavander got a nice set of curves while Parvati got an impressive set of breasts and don’t get me started on Susan Bones.

I have to find a way to fix this; I know I should be focusing on studying and learning more about magic and the wizarding world. Still, I just kept thinking that magic might hold the key to my problem.

I might drag Harry and Ron into it as they both seemed to have the same issue that I have; maybe I can get them to help set it up, though knowing Ron, he might not be very good at that.

~in the Gryffindor Common Room~

I walked into the Common Room when I saw Harry and Ron in the middle of a chess game; I could see in Harry’s eyes that his mind wasn’t in the game, but on the announcement, the Headmaster did at the beginning of the year.

The Tri-Wizard Tournament would be something that he’s going to have to deal with. I know I should focus on preparing for it, but I still wanted to start this project, so I approached them and got their attention.

“Hey, can I talk to you guys for a second …. in private”?

Ron was the first to reply.

“cannot you see that we are in the middle of a chess game, so you're going to have to wait”?

He turned back to the game only to see Harry checkmate him in one move.

“WHAT, how did you do that”.

Harry’s grin made my heart skip a beat or two; I just hope that he will be interested in me after this is done.

“you’ve had that opening for a while now, but I was seeing if you would notice”.

He turned to look at me with those beautiful green eyes of his; it’s like I could feel him in my soul.

“you were saying something about a project Hermione”.

I smiled at him before replying.

“yes, it’s a project, but we have to talk about it somewhere private so follow me”.

They got up, and we started to walk to the nearest classroom while Ron started asking Harry about that chess game.

“How the hell did you know how to play suddenly and that move? Where did that come from”.

I could hear the chuckle in Harry’s voice as he replied.

“at Hermione’s recommendation, I read up on wizarding chess”.

I could basically hear the growl coming out of Ron as he realised what I did, my giggle was quiet, but I think he heard it.

Eventually, we got to a classroom where I quickly set up privacy charms; turning back to the boy, I was met with the sight of Ron looking grumpy while Harry was giving me one of those heart skipping smiles that made me giggly.

“what’s this project you have for us, Hermione and please don’t say polyjuice, been there done that let's not do that again”.

We all laughed at the memory of our second year. Eventually, we calmed down enough for me to speak.

“God no, if I never see that potion again, it would be too some, no this project has more to do with how our bodies developed, I don’t know about you guys, but I don’t like the cards that I was given, I want to develop a way to improve it, and I was wondering if you guys are interested”.

Admittedly I kind of said it pretty fast to get it out without blushing away my ability to speak. What surprised me was their replies; at first, I expected Ron to start laughing, but Harry whacked him over the head before the first sound could come out.

“oww, what was that for”.

Harry just looked at him before replying.

“I read your mind, Ron; laughing at her honesty is not right, and even you have to admit that you would want a larger body part, so shut it and let Hermione speak”.

I don’t know when Harry became so strong and dominant, but I loved it.

“thank you, Harry; I think that a potion and ritual combination could get the results we want, but I need help with researching this”.

Ron was about to groan about the extra work, but another look from Harry stopped it from happening; again, Harry was showing this side of him that was making me feel kinda girly.

“We are happy to help”.

That god damn smile was making me flutter and feel girly things; that boy will be the death of my heart.

“thank you, now we need to research many things, ranging from Medical, Potions and Ritual.

I would suggest that Ron handles, Harry, you will tackle the potion side of things while I look into the Ritual side of things, any questions”.

Ron was the first to speak up.

“why do I have to do the medical stuff”.

Harry was the one to reply because I wanted to hit him.

“because the Medical stuff is the easiest while Potions can be deadly when not done correctly and Rituals, when messed up, is something I just don’t want to think about”.

This made Ron’s face red like a tomato, but he didn’t talk back.

~two months later~

The project was nearing its completion, it took on a new angle of trying to boost Harry physically to help him with the Tri-Wizard Tournament since, as is the tradition of Halloween, Harry’s name came out as the Hogwarts champion, which caused a mixture of celebration and anger from the other students.

Snape looked tempted to dock thousands of points off Gryffindor but was stopped with just one look from McGonagall, who could tell from Harry’s reaction that he was just as shocked about it as everyone else.

Later that night, Harry told me what happened when he went into the back room with the other champions, which pissed me off, hearing that no one, not even Headmaster Dumbledore, tried to help Harry but instead yelled at him and accused him of cheating.

I would hate to see what would have happened if Harry somehow ended up being a fourth champion or something like that.

I hugged Harry quite a lot that night while Ron was a pilick.

A week after that fun night, we were sitting in an abandoned classroom after I drew out a ritual circle with a lot of Latin, Nordic and Celtic inscriptions; hopefully, this will work.

Harry passed around the potion he brewed for this experiment; I looked over his work before we got this far, his research was sound, and his brewing skills were beyond approach despite Snapes attempts to demean and destroy them.

Ronald research was rudimentary at best and required Harry and I to revise and expand it in the end, but that was probably for the best since some of his research was questionable at best.

Though we were all doing our best not to spit the potion out as we drank it, Ron spoke just after drinking it.

“Mate, next time you brew, can you make it taste better?”.

Harry was only just recovering from his own potion when Ron spoke. Hence, his reply took a bit, but he did eventually reply.

“making potions taste good dilutes the strength of it, so no”.

I did my best not to giggle with Harry’s use of logic as I spoke up.

“no more talking, it's time for the ritual segment, now only one person has to chant, so I will do it, but all three of us have to push our magic into the centre of the circle and keep it there until the end of the ritual, the ritual magic will interact with your so make sure you keep that interaction going otherwise it won’t work”.

With that said, I started to chant in Latin, letting my magic out and about but made sure that it was focused on the centre of the circle; I could see Harry was letting go of his own control and let his vibrant green magic flow, Ron looked bored, but I could see some of his dull red magic reach out into the circle.

The contrast between the two male Magics was almost interesting enough for me to stop the ritual to investigate how in the world was I seeing their magic, but I continued despite my want to study.

As the ritual progress, I could see Harry’s magic brighten, becoming more vibrant, more robust and more potent while Rons seemed to weaken or just plain did nothing; I don’t know how mine was going, but I felt my magic change, I felt stronger, like I could take Voldemort down single-handed.

As the ritual started to reach its climax, I saw my magic for the first time; it was a bright and vibrant purple that seemed almost drawn to Harry’s almost blinding green magic; my eyes widened as I saw my magic touch Harry’s, soon the magics were combining together, I saw Harry’s life flash before my eyes.

I felt anger at what I saw, I wanted nothing more than to kill his Aunt and Uncle, but as those thoughts went through me, I also felt Harry reach out to me via his magic calming me down; I felt his love for me coursing through my body like the worlds biggest hug.

That’s when the climax of the ritual happened, causing every nerve in my body to explode in a type of pleasure that I couldn’t explain. Still, now I felt connected not only to Harry but to a pulse of magic I never felt before; it was coursing through my body, making me feel stronger. If I did a Lumos right now, it would blind everyone in the room.

Finally, everything calmed down enough for me to open my eyes; the sight that greeted me was a Harry that I could only recognise because of his face; everything below that was a god of old with muscles that needed to be worshipped as they pulsed with strength, opening his eyes I saw the power behind them.

His bright green eyes now showed the power within his core; I could already see myself getting lost in those eyes for hours.

Harry smiled at me as his eyes flicked down my body; looking down, I saw that just like Harry, most of my clothes were ripped and torn, revealing my body to Harry; my previous A-cups were now easily EE cup size.

My hair flowed down into my field of view; I was shocked to see my usually fuzzy hair looking like silk; I forgot about my lack of clothing and brought my hand to my hair; it felt like silk. I finally had the hair I always wanted.

Looking back at Harry, I could see his eyes roaming my body and his not so little man loving what he saw; suddenly, I felt Harry’s voice in my head.

#damn Hermione somehow got hotter, I would really like to see all of her, preferably alone on a bed#

Not knowing if this would work, I tried replying to Harry in my head.

# you're looking quite yummy yourself, big boy#

I don’t know where it came from, but with the way Harry’s eyes widened, I think he got my message but still couldn’t believe it as he asked me.

“Hermione, can you read my thoughts”.

I gave him my most cheeky reply.

#yep#

Harry’s Penis twitched a little as he continued to stare at me.

Everything came crashing down when Ron made himself known again.

“what the bloody hell happened to the two of you”.

I somehow stopped looking at the chiselled Harry my body wanted to look at and instead looked at Ron.

My mind stopped working again as I looked at Ron;. At the same time, Harry became a Greek god thanks to the Ritual; Ronald didn’t change at all, maybe gotten smaller; either way, the boy did not get the improvements that Harry got.

I spoke up, trying to keep him calm.

“the ritual, for some reason, didn’t work for you, Ron, while it did for both Harry and I”.

I could literally see the redness take over his face; eventually, there was no colour difference between his hair and face; that’s when Ron exploded.

“WHAT THE FUCKING DID YOU DO WRONG HERMIONE, YOU ARE A USELESS FILTHY MUDBL”.

I was shocked by what Ron said; it hurt hearing one of my best friends scream at me.

What happened next made me smile as I saw Harry’s fist connect with Ron’s face sending the boy flying to the other side of the classroom, hitting the wall.

Harry was angry; I could feel his magic pulsing, sending his presence and power across the entire room, it made Ron shake in fear, but for me, it was different; I could feel it wrap around me, comforting me. Still, I could feel my magic basically sing in happiness at feeling Harry.

I eventually returned my mind to the present situation of Harry (greek god edition) staring down at Ron. At the same time, the boy peed himself at seeing a very Alpha Harry stake his claim on me.

“She is mine Ronald, and if you even look at her again without my permission, only Lady Magic could save you from the hell and fire I would bring down upon you, now get out while I’m still in a good mood”.

The redhead ran out of the room while tripping on his own feet as he scrambled away.

Harry turned towards me; I could feel his deep green eyes piercing into my soul; what scared me was my soul was opening itself up to the alpha male in front of me.

“Are you alright Hermione, I hope you aren’t upset”.

I couldn’t hold back anymore. I dragged him down to me, I brought him into a long snog that was well overdue.

My hands were caressing his large solid muscles, his back felt like power while his kiss started to become possessive; I could feel my body heat up as his hands began to rip off what little clothing I had left; I quickly did the same before I lost all thought when Harry’s hands started kneading my large perking breast.

It felt like my pleasure centres were on fire as he worshipped my tits while kissing the thoughts out of my mind.

Finally breaking the kiss to breathe, Harry was staring at me like I was the only one in the world; he spoke up with a voice that made my body shiver in desire.

“I want you Hermione, I have wanted you for years, be mine, and I will make sure that no one will ever hurt you again, be my women”.

I couldn’t stop my smile from taking over my face as I replied.

“do it, Harry, take me; my mind, body, soul and magic need you”.

It took all of two seconds for harry to take the last of his clothes off himself as he lined his large throbbing cock with my soaking wet pussy.

He started to push into me slowly; it felt enormous and thick as it spread my hole open from its sheer size.
I could see on Harry’s face that he was doing his best to not hurt me, but something within my magic told me that pain wouldn’t be an issue, but my desire and impatience will be.

Wrapping my new long silky legs around his ass and pulled his body into mine, his whole length went into me at once; I could feel his cock push right into my womb, hitting the back of it.

It was like my ovary’s exploded in pleasure as I saw white from my brain being overwhelmed by the sheer pleasure that I just got.

By the time I could bring myself back together, I looked up and saw Harry with a worried expression on his face.

“Are you alright, Hermione?”

Words couldn’t describe what I felt, so I just brought him down into a much need snog as I felt his cock push a little further into me somehow.

Breaking the snog (too soon, in my opinion), Harry spoke again.

“is it alright for me to move”?

I nodded at the cute alpha male in front of me as he started to thrust in and out of me.

It started slow, but as the minutes ticked past and the snogging continued off and on, eventually he was pounding into me; I lost track of the amount of orgasms he was giving me and just did my best to stay coherent while Harry bred me.

I could feel his cock harden as he spoke.

“I’m cumming, Hermione; release your leg; otherwise, I will empty in you”.

I tightened my legs grip on him, I wanted all of it inside of me, and I wanted it now.

“do it, Harry, claim me, fill me please I need it”.

As if on command, I felt Harry release a flood of cum into me that got rid of the last of my mind with it; my orgasm was the thing of myths were made of; I screamed out a loud moan as I did everything I could do to hold Harry as my vision went white as my brain shut down.

~unknown amount of time later~

I woke up after a long nap on the most comfortable bed in the world.

I didn’t want to get up, so I snuggled into the bed a bit more; I hope that the wide world will allow me a couple of minutes of rest.

I felt a kiss on my forehead, which made me open my eyes to see who gave me that kiss; as I opened my eyes, I saw Harry’s smile, which immediately made me smile as well.

“Morning, my sweet Hermione, how was your sleep”.

It was only now that I noticed I had been sleeping on his chest this whole time, I could feel my face heat up at my realisation.

I mumbled a great, which made him chuckle as he kept me close to his heart; I felt his chest rumble from his laugh and his heartbeat right into my ear.

“come on, my sweet, it’s time for us to get up; we have a Weasley to deal with and a tournament to beat”.

I didn’t want to leave his arms, and to my surprise, Harry picked me up bridal style; I could feel my heartbeat quicken as he held me.

“come on, my love, it’s time for us to get back to the world we have to live in”.

Letting me down, so my feet were on the ground, we were glamoured with a quick flick of my wand and had new clothes on; Harry spoke up.

“I want you to train me, Hermione; I don’t know what the ritual did to me, but while you were sleeping, I was thinking about the decisions I have made in my life, and it seemed I basically did whatever Ronald or Dumbledore wanted”.

I could see anger flash across his face as he spoke before he steadied his breathing.

“I want to be smarter, I’m sick and tired of just passing, I want to achieve the greatness that the potter family deserves, and I need you to help me, so will you”.

I hugged my big sexy Harry.

“of course I will help you, Harry; I will teach you everything I can and then some”.

He brought me into a knicker destroying kiss that made me want to mount the man right now.

~1 hour later~

Our first step was to talk to Professor McGonagall as the schedule I had in mind would require Harry and me to study and practice 24/7, only stopping to eat and sleep.

So here we were in front of our head of house with her cold dead stare almost sending us running.

“so you two want to skip all classes until the end of the Triwizard Tournament while spending hours alone, only coming out to eat and sleep”.

I wanted to hide right now at the way she diluted my plans to what seemed like a teenagers wet dream.

Harry, on the other hand, stood his ground.

“Professor, I know it sounds pretty bad, but both Hermione and I believe that the best chance I have in surviving this god damn thing, Hermione is the smartest women I know, and with her help, I will survive this thing despite whoever is trying to kill me, so we are requesting the right and time to give me a chance at life”.

McGonagall’s eyes widened at Harry’s reply but didn’t immediately say anything for a couple of minutes later when she managed to finish the internal war she seemed to have.

“I will give you permission for this, but I expect you both to maintain your grades and, in Harry’s case, to exceed his grades and take all of the exams that are given to you”.

Harry spoke up.

“We agree, Professor, with your stipulations though I wish to drop Divination and start Runes and Arithmancy, which I know are harder subjects; I’m sick of my death being predicted by Professor Trelawney”.

Professor McGonagall nodded in understanding before speaking again.

“While I can understand your feelings, Mr Potter, while I will allow this request, but I have to warn if you fail your first test in them, they will be your last, ok”.

Harry nodded while McGonagall filled out a couple of forms, making it official before dismissing us to do what we needed to do, which was Harry calling for Dobby for some reason.

“Dobby, there are two things I will like to discuss with you; the first thing is, do you know a place where I can train, study and sleep without needing to leave”.

“Dobby knows of such a place, Master Potter and Miss Granny hold Dobby’s hand, and he will take you”.

We both took his hand as he apparated us to the seventh floor in front of the tapestry of Barnabas the Barmy teaching trolls to do ballet.

“if Master Potter or Miss Granny walk three-time past the Ballet man while thinking what they want the Room behind it will be it”.

Harry walked back and forth three times when a door appeared; I couldn’t help but rush into the room and was greeted by a fireplace with two Gryffindor typical chairs, in the middle was a large and very comfortable looking bed and on the right side of the room was a set of training dummies for both physical and spell training.

Harry spoke up after looking around the room.

“thank you, Dobby, this is exactly what we need, now the second part is would you like to bond with me and be my personal elf? You will be paid with vacation time and be treated like a friend”.

I couldn’t believe what I heard from Harry, I was about to yell at the man for the rest of eternity, but before I could, I saw Dobby start dancing around in a circle cheering about.

“yayy, Dobby will be the bestist elf for master Harry, but no vacation or pay; Dobby will not budge on this”.

The little Elf was staring at Harry with determination; Harry, on the other hand, had a smile on his face; if he's not going to at least pay the Elf, god help him.

“how about 2 Galleons a fortnight and 2 months off a year”.

And that was the beginning of the Dobby and Harry fighting over his pay.

“master Harry spends too much, 10 Knuts a year and 2 days off a year”.

Harry was still smiling at the excited Elf.

“how about 1 Galleon a fortnight and 1 month off a year”.

I could see Dobby still wouldn’t budge.

“20 Knuts a year and 3 days off a year”.

“final offer 1 Galleon every month and 1 week off a year”.

Dobby smiled and shook Harry’s hand; the contract was made, and the bond was complete. To my surprise, Dobby looked healthier almost immediately and popped away with a giant smile on his face.

A second later, he reappeared with a sickly looking Elf.

“I know Miss Granny wants to help Elfs, would miss Granny bond with Winky so she can get better”.

The puppy dog eyes on this Elf should be made illegal as it completely bypassed my mind and went straight to my heart.

“of course, as long as she agrees to the same terms you did”.

The weak little Elf gave a weak nod before bonding with me; I could feel my magic drain a little as the Elf started getting healthier to the point she could stand up.

“Winky, thanks miss Granny, for helping me; I will do my best to serve you for as long as I live”.

Before I could tell her to relax and take it easy, she had disappeared with Dobby.

I looked to Harry, smiling at me as our glamours faded away; I spoke up.

“why do I feel like Dobby just played me”.

He chuckled while taking me into his arms.

“because he did, now let’s start working on the training and learning”.

~1 month later~

It was a day of weighing the wands, and while Harry and I didn’t want to leave the room once, Dooby and Winky decided to give us food instead of letting us leave the room once they found out why we were doing this.

Sadly we did have to leave the room today just so we can get it over with, we put a glamour on, but a more mild version shows a gradual change.

Harry held my hand as we walked, my heart still fluttered as we walked towards the wand weighing, even a month after spending a lot of time naked together, he still made my heart beat faster.

Entering the room, we were greeted by the sight of the other champions who were basically ignoring us, Albus Dumbledore, who looked ready to question us for an hour, Crouch Snr, who was smiling like an idiot for whatever reason and Mr Ollivander from the wand shop in our first year.

Before Dumbledore could speak, Crouch spoke up.

“Greetings, young man, come in already; we were about to begin; first up will be Miss Delacour and pass your wand over to Mr Ollivander”.

Fleur got up and handed her wand over to Ollivander, who smiled at seeing the wand.

“suck a beautiful wand, Miss Delacour, nine and a half inches of Rosewood with a Veela Hair, definingly well made and maintained; with your permission, I would like to perform a Lumos to test your wand”.

With Fleur’s nod, Ollivander performed a quick light charm which signalled the end of his wand test, so he handed it back to her with a smile.

Fleur sat back down, still looking like she had a stick up her bun while Crouch continued the wand weighing.

“next up is Mr Krum. Would you please come up and let Mr Ollivander’s check your wand”.

The Bulgarian got up; you could see his pride just beaming off him, passing the wand to the old man who looked at it.

“not a bad wand Mr Krum, ten and a quarter inch Hornbeam with a Dragon heartstring, a wand worthy of a warrior; it does need to be better maintained though, with your permission, I would like to perform a Lumos”.

With the meatheads nod, Ollivander did a quick Lumos, which quickly disappeared, signalling the end of that wands test, handing it back to the Bulgarian that was already heading back to his seat, with Crouch speaking in the background.

“last but not least, Mr Potter, please come up so Mr Ollivander can inspect your wand.”

Harry passed his wand to the old man who admired the wand.

“ahh, I remember this wand; it took me all day to clean up my shop after you visited, an eleven-inch Holly wand with a phoenix feather as its core; this is interesting though, while it is beautifully maintained, I see that it's not handling your growing magic Mr Potter, with Headmaster Dumbledore’s permission I would like to take you to my shop to get you a new wand”.

Mr Ollivander looked at Dumbledore, who seemed apprehensive about allowing Potter to get a new wand but eventually nodded.

“Hooky”.

Dumbledore called for one of the Hogwarts elves.

“Hooky, I want you to take Mr Potter and Mr Ollivander to his wand shop”.

Harry spoke up as Dumbledore was giving the Elf his marching orders.

“Hermione is also coming, and that’s not negotiable”.

I could see Dumbledore twitch at this but didn’t argue for the first time as Mr Ollivander got excited about getting Harry another wand.

“great more the merrier, I would think calling the ceremony as completed as it may take a while for Mr Potter to get fitted”.

Everyone nodded as I got close to Harry, who took my hand in his once I got to him; Mr Ollivander took the left hand while Harry took the other a second later; we left the room with the sound of a middle-aged woman complaining.

“Dumbledore, you said I could get an exclusive with Potter”.

~Inside Ollivander’s shop~

Popping into the store, the first thing I noticed was the smell which I didn’t notice when I first went there; the store had a mouldy wand smell, but as Ollivander started bouncing around looking for a new wand for Harry, I got a bit distracted as he reminded me of that blonde Ravenclaw Ginny sometimes hangs around with. Then, the hyperactive man started talking; I didn’t know if it was to himself or to Harry and I as he ran from wand to wand.

“no, this won’t do, this core is too large, no no, his core is too potent, so that won’t do”.

It took the man about 200 wands before he gave up and walked over to us with a slight glint in his eye.

“I’m sad to say, Mr Potter, that none of my wands would survive being used by you, which is why I suggest I make you a new wand”.

I could see the old man's smile really did remind me of that blonde girl; Harry spoke up.

“That sounds wonderful, Mr Ollivander, but I was wondering if it would be possible for you to take a look at Hermione’s wand as I believe she may require a new wand as well”.

His eyebrows were raised as he held out his hand for my wand, which I handed over to him.

Within seconds of looking at the wand, his eyebrows somehow shot up further as his head nodded a little.

“it would seem you are correct, Mr Potter; Miss Granger requires a new wand; while I’m curious on how this happened, I believe you both somehow increased your core strength and size to the point that most materials won’t be able to handle them so follow me to the back room so you can select your materials”.

The man passed me my wand back as he took us to the backroom, which had more cabinets than I thought would be possible even with magic.

Ollivander moved us, so we were standing right in the middle of the room.

“now I think it's time for you both to drop the glamours, the Hogwarts elf left, and there is no way anyone can see you; I only ask this because glamours can affect the selection process”.

Both Harry and I were speechless, I don’t know how he found out, but with a nod from Harry, we released our Glamour revealing what we call our actual forms, Harry basically shot up in both height and width thanks to his muscles, and I grew just below his height thanks to my now long silky legs.

The old man looked like he had a heart attack before recomposing himself.

“I must say, Mr Potter, whatever you did to get you like this, definitely did a good job”.

The man looked at me and spoke to me next.

“Miss Granger, I must say you would give a Fully developed adult Veela a run for her money but on to the reason we are here, now one at a time, I want you to reach out with your magic and let it pick the components for you, your magic will bring them to me then I will be able to make them for you, now Mr Potter if you would please”.

I watched Harry close his eyes as he connected with his core; I visibly saw his magic come out of him; it was still the vibrant green that made my heart pound.

Eventually, his magic choice multiple things, including Elder wood, Thestral heartstring, a diamond rod and a titanium ingot.

“your magic must be quite powerful but somehow ancient as not many cores can handle Elder Wood, now Miss Granger if you would please do the same”.

Closing my eyes as I touched into my Purple magic was swirling around in my core, I could feel that it was eager to see what was available.

Letting it lose so to speak, I directed it to the cabinets and released my control; I don’t know how long it took, but as I heard the items sing to my magic in harmony, I thought only Harry and I had when we were embracing each other; eventually, my magic said it has chosen its companions before coming back to me as I opened my eyes I saw Mr Ollivander holding my items of choice.

Elder wood, Thestral heartstring, an Emerald rod and a Titanium ingot, I could see the wandmaker was quite surprised by this as he spoke.

“This is definingly unsuspected; it would seem that your cores are almost one and the same, while I won’t ask for details, I can say with near certainty that whatever you too did, soul and magic bonded you too together, while they are still separate, they are also connected together in ways that are rare and precious, I hope you only strengthen it and never lose it”.

The old man smiled because setting down my wand components while still speaking to us.

“This will take me about an hour or so for both of you; I suggest going to Gringotts as while I love to create wands, the materials you both choose don’t come cheap so I suggest withdrawing about 10 galleons to pay for the wands”.

Taking his advice Harry and I put our glamours back on before leaving the shop, as we headed to Gringotts a lot of people approached us, asked Harry for autographs which to my surprise he gave with a smile, I was definingly going to have a talk with him later about his policy change.

Walking up to the teller, we got ready for whatever was going to happen.

“Greeting, may your enemies fall to your blade and your vault flow with gold, I wish to make a withdrawal from my vault, but I don’t have possession of my key”.

The Goblin was surprised that he was greeted with respect; I was happy some of the studying we have included etiquette at this point.

“greeting young wizard my your enemies know failure while success is brought to your investments, I will have to verify your identity at a 2 sickle fee and if you are found in possession of a vault a 5 sickle fee will be charged to your vault do you agree to this charges”.

“I agree to the charges”.

The teller took out a parchment and a ritual knife and indicated Harry to pass his hand over, which he did, a quick stab, two drops of blood on the parchment and a quick healing spell.

I watched at the parchment started to fill out in a family tree structure, it began with Harry with my name being connected to him before it descended down to his parents, James and Lily Potter, looking at their connection, I could see that it was the same that Harry and I had, this brought up a couple of questions.

Looking below his parents, I could see it fill out with information under headers like titles, vaults and possessions; they were long lists. Below all that, I saw that he had an “if the client comes in, notify Griphook Potter account manager immediately.

“I have charged your personal vault, and your account manager will be here soon Mr Potter; if you can wait to the side for the manager to arrive as our business had concluded, my your gold forever flow”.

Harry gave the Goblin a slight bow before replying.

“and may, your enemies know only the tip of your blade”.

We started to move to the side seating, but before we could sit and very rushed looking, Goblin came out of the back area and made a beeline to us.

“Mr Potter, please come with me; I’m Griphook, the potter account manager”.

The Goblin turned and started walking where he came from while we followed; it took a little bit to get to his office.

We sat down in front of his desk as we finally caught his breath.

“beg your pardon for my rush, but last time you were here, you left before I could get to talk to you, so I wanted to make sure you didn’t leave this time though I wish you would both remove your glamours before we continue our business.”

Harry smiled at the Goblin as we both removed our glamours.

“Think nothing of it, Account manager Griphook, may your gold always flow and your enemies fall to your blade”.

The Goblin smiled at us, which I’m the first to admit was kinda creepy looking.

“may you vault flow with gold and your enemies die at your blade; let us get down to business. May I ask why you haven’t responded to our mail or come to visit us at an earlier time”.

I could tell Harry went into pureblood mode, as I call it, as his smile lost its heart.

“I’m sad to say that I haven’t received any letters from Gringotts, nor did I know I had an outstanding business with the bank and would not insult the honour of Gringotts by refusing such letters”.

I could see the Goblin was not too happy at knowing his letters not going to the recipient; after a quick hand wave, a parchment appeared.

“if you wouldn’t mind giving some blood so we may find out how or who has stopped you from receiving your mail”.

Harry gave Griphook his hand, who quickly did the stab, drip and heal that happened before; this parchment didn’t show Harry’s family tree but instead showed diagnostic information.

Looking at the document, the information made my blood drain.

Name: Harry James Potter

Age: 13

Birth Date: 31 July 1980

Health

Body: 3x Broken ribs (not healed properly). Skull fracture (not healed properly), Snapped Left-arm Radius (not healed properly), broken Right-hand Femur (not healed properly)

Magical: Core bind by Albus Dumbledore in 1980 (broken), Core bind by Albus Dumbledore in 1991 (broken), Mail redirect by Albus Dumbledore, Horcrux by Tom Riddle aka Lord Voldemort, Soul Bond with Hermione Granger, Magical Core bond with Hermione Granger.

Potion: Loyalty to/by Albus Dumbledore, Loyalty to/by Molly Weasley, Loyalty to Ronald Weasley by Molly Weasley, Love Potion to Ginevra Weasley by Molly Weasley (broken), Hatred of Slytherins by Albus Dumbledore.

Both Harry and I couldn’t believe what we were reading; a family that we embraced were hurting us for whatever reason they decided didn’t matter. Still, I could tell we were both infuriated at this moment and just wanted to beat them up.

Griphook was the only one in the room that was able to speak after seeing the results.

“This explains why you haven’t received our mail, Mr Potter; with your permission, I will get you a Goblin Potion that will rid you of the Potions within your system and heal your body as it should be and perform a bit of goblin magic to remove the mail redirect, this will cost you a total of 25 galleons but the Horcrux will require a Goblin healer and will cost an additional 200 galleons, do you agree to these charges Mr Potter”.

Harry looked at me for a second before speaking.

“I agree to the charge and would like a diagnostic test done of Hermione before we begin treatment.

Griphook smiled as he got another parchment and went through the same process with me; seeing it fill itself out with my information, I could see Harry had started seeing red when he saw my results.

Name: Hermione Jean Granger

Age: 14

Birth Date: 19 September 1979

Health

Body: N/A

Magical: Core bind by Albus Dumbledore in 1992 (broken), Growth Restriction by Albus Dumbledore (broken), Soul Bond with Harry Potter, Magical Core bond with Harry Potter.

Potion: Loyalty to/by Albus Dumbledore, Loyalty to/by Molly Weasley, Loyalty to Ronald Weasley by Molly Weasley, Love Potion to Ronald Weasley by Molly Weasley (broken), Hatred to Slytherin by Albus Dumbledore., indifference potion to Harry Potter (broken).

It wasn’t as bad as what happened to Harry, but it was enough to piss him off; I sent my magic over to his to try to calm him down, it worked a little. However, I could tell he still wasn’t happy and maybe wanted to rip Dumbledore a new hole.

Harry spoke to Griphook with a very careful tone, like he was trying to hold back a lot of anger.

“Please arrange the potions that will be required for Hermione to please and charge it to the Potter account”.

Griphook nodded at Harry.

“consider it done; a total of 250 galleons will be charged to the Potter Trust Account at once as the healer and the potions are ready; the treatments will take about 20 minutes; after that, we can discuss other things that are past due”.

~20 minutes later~

It wasn’t the most pleasant potion regime I ever had. Still, by the end of it, l felt a hell of a lot better though, Harry and I felt like hurting Dumbledore a lot and maybe yelling at Molly for a day or two.

Getting back to Griphook, had the sight of Harry looking like he went to hell and back again and somehow survived while he talked to the Goblin.

“I would like to hire Gringotts to find and destroy all of these Horcruxes with a bonus of at twenty-five percent paid upon completion if done within a month. Do we have a deal, Griphook”.

“Indeed, Mr Potter, using the Horcrux within you, we found another six Horcrux's and we will charge 1000 Galleons per Horcrux totalling 5000 galleons with the completion bonus being an additional 1250 Galleons if completed within the period you have requested”.

I basically saw the tail end of an agreement I would love to be a part of, which Harry was nice enough to fill me in as Griphook drew up a contract.

The Goblin had it completed by the time Harry finished telling me what was happening; Griphook spoke up.

“Now, before we sign this contract, let us finish a different discussion we need to have; it has come to our attention that the Tri-wizard thing that you wizards like so much has started and that you were named the Hogwarts Champion for a tournament for age wizards”.

Harry looked at the goblins with some measure of curiosity on his face.

“that is correct, Griphook though I would like to state I didn’t enter myself in it”.

The Goblin just smiled before speaking.

“that doesn’t matter to Gringotts, Mr Potter though it does come with an advantage of you now being an adult, which means you are now Lord Potter, once the paperwork is done, of course”.

I think Harry’s brain had shut down at this point, and personally, I had trouble understanding.

I could see that Griphook had found it funny as he took out a ring box.

“technically, the paperwork is done up; you just need to place one of these rings on to take your position as Lord of the ancient and noble House of Potter”.

Harry reached for a ruby and emerald encrusted ring with a large black gem P on it; once the ring was on his finger, it resized itself to fit, I could feel his core enlarge further, not by much, but it was noticeable.

Harry then looked at me before asking Griphook something.

“do you have the Lady Potter rings”?

The Goblin gave a lite chuckle before taking out a different box; opening the box, I saw the more female styled rings; he picked up the one that matched his own before going down on one knee.

I could feel my heart beating like crazy now; it almost felt like it was going to pop out of my chest.

“Hermione Jean Granger, you are the light of my life, the reason to breath and to fight; without you, in my life, I don’t think I would be as brave or alive as I am now, will you do me the honour of being my wife for the rest of my life”.

I wanted to scream out yes, but all I could do was nod before I could finally speak.

“yes, a million times YES.”

Harry smiled before putting the ring on my finger; like with his, it resized, but the P wasn’t glowing.

Looking up to Griphook, I was about to ask why but he spoke first.

“Since you two haven’t technically married, it is a betrothal ring until that day of the wedding”.

I smiled at the ring on my hand; I couldn’t wait until we can get married for real.

“does the rings come with protections against potions, mind magics and enchantments”?

Griphook smiled before replying.

“smart thinking Lord Potter and you are correct; both rings protect the wearers from interference from outside forces; Miss Granger just needs to keep the ring on at all times.

Now on other business, the Potter Trust Vault Account has been all but drained; it's currently hovering around 1000 galleons from the original 30,000 galleons that it was about four years ago.

The transactions were done by Molly Weasley and Albus Dumbledore; I’m guessing most of these transactions were not authorised by you as the owner of the Trust Account”.

Harry was so angry that he could only nod; Griphook looked just as mad.

“here at Gringotts, we do not take thieves lightly nor do we take using and manipulating children well either, give us time and those responsible will be dealt with when possible, now I believe that the last of our business unless you can think of anything Lord Potter”.

Harry smiled at the Goblin.

“We need to withdraw 20 galleons, but we can ask the teller on the way out as we don’t want to take more of your time though I would like to know how the Main Potter Account is going”.

Griphook smiled as he took out a ledger.

"at this moment, the Main Potter Account is hovering around three hundred million Galleons, with investments in both the Magical and Muggle world, a total of 20 investment property's and I main family house known as Potter Manor, which requires repairs to be liveable again".

Harry was gobsmacked at this; eventually, he replied

"I would like to hire Gingotts to repair Potter Manor to its former glory with wards and protections that would be considered overkill".

Griphook made up a quick contract, and Harry signed; while they talked, I had an idea, so I quickly whispered into Harry’s ear.

“tell him to invest in computer companies, trust me to get him to invest in Apple, IBM and other muggle technology companies”.

Harry gave me a quick kiss before turning back to Griphook, holding a leather money bag and a piece of parchment.

“The Future Lady Potter has suggested I invest into a couple of technology companies in the muggle world, I believe she said Apple, IBM and any other that look promising, also what's the leather bag”.

Griphook quickly grabbed a parchment.

“I see, your want a mainly Muggle portfolio with your investments, that is easily done; what we may do is create a list of companies that we would recommend once I can do the proper checking, but I will invest into the two you have named immediately.

On the other hand, this is a Gringotts Money Wallet, if you open it and think about the amount you need you will get it, a word of warning to Mrs Granger if anyone that isn’t a Potter by blood or marriage will be burnt quite severely if they try to use it, just sign here and it will be connected to the main account”.

With a quick sign and a handshake, Harry strapped on his waist as we left the office and made our way back to Ollivander’s wand shop.

I couldn’t stop looking at my betrothal ring, I couldn’t stop smiling as I started to plan our wedding, Periwinkle flowers along the aisle, I wouldn’t mind seeing if there’s an Heirloom wedding dress in the vault, I definingly want to have a magical and non-magical wedding just to make sure my family can attend.

I suddenly heard Harry’s voice in my head which made my heart stop as I now knew he listened to my plans.

#I like that idea, my love though the two weddings might be crazy to organise, so we might see if your mum can help though, at this moment, everyone with the last name Weasley is not coming#

I spoke back to him.

#I agree if I see Molly, I might just hex her to the moon, and I still don’t know what to do with Dumbledore at this moment; I feel hurt that I used to respect that man#

Harry held me close as we entered the shop and continued talking.

#when we get back to Hogwarts, we will talk about what we can do to Dumbledore#.

Ollivander greeted us as he came out of the back of the store.

“Welcome back, and just in time two, I think these might be the best wands I have made in a long time”.

Harry put the twenty galleons onto the desk as Ollivander placed our wands onto the desk, opening them up to see.

Harry’s looked beautiful with its elder wood with metallic veins around it, I could feel the power emanating from the wand, Harry extended his hand over the wand and let his magic touch the wand which went straight into his hand, I could see his Emerald magic pulse and flow onto his new wand.

Seeing Harry commune with his own wand made me want to get mine; I think the feeling was mutual as my wand went straight into my hand, my purple magic went straight into the wand, I could feel my wand sing at my touch; it made me feel happy hearing the wand touch my magic like a hug.

Eventually, Harry spoke up.

“Mr Ollivander, do you have any wand holsters that will fit our new wands”.

The man smiled and brought out two types of wand holster.

“this one is for your arm; I would recommend this if you're in a tournament as it will make you battle ready for 2 galleons; this one is a waist holster that is more of an everyday holster good if you just walking around or going to school for 1 galleon”.

Harry spoke into my head as he looked at the holsters.

#I think we should use the arm ones for now as I got the feeling we will need it#

I nodded at my fiancé.

#definently my sweet#

“we would like to buy two of the arm holsters”.

Harry handed 4 galleons as Ollivander gave us the holsters and taught us how to use them.

“Hooky”

The Hogwarts elf appeared.

“Please take us back”.

We took the Elf’s hands before popping back into the castle, right in front of an annoyed-looking Dumbledore.

Hooky was quick to disappear before Dumbledore spoke up.

“what took you both so long? I expected you to be back a lot sooner as it was only a wand fitting which is a simple task at best”.

Seeing that we were in his office, I don’t think an escape would be easy, and outright attacking him might be a bit much. So I just made sure that my Lord ring wasn’t visible; I could see Hermione had already done so with her ring.

So Harry replied as calm as he could.

“Mr Ollivander couldn’t find a wand for me, so in the end, he created one for me, which took a while obviously, and we returned once he was done”.

Dumbledore just stared at me; I could feel him try to enter my mind; I just let him try his best, letting him tire himself out or just letting him give up.

“Harry, my boy, I want to know what you did during your time at Diagon alley, and you will tell me if you want to leave this room in time for dinner”.

Harry took out his new wand and cast a quick message Patronus.

“Professor McGonagall, can you please come to the Headmasters office as Hermione and I are being interrogated at the moment for no valid reason”.

His stag left the office with great haste. At the same time, Dumbledore just stared wide-eyed at my fiancé’s blatant disregard for his wishes as, after that, he didn’t speak a word.

“Harry, you're childish, now tell me what you were doing in Diagon Ally during the hour and 10 minutes you were there”.

Both Harry and I remained silent as we waited for McGonagall; I’m guessing after hitting the metaphorical wall with Harry, he decided to focus on me.

“Hermione, I want you to tell me what you were doing with Harry today; I trust you to tell me the truth since your my best student”.

He was doing his best to play on my need to impress authority and on my former potions, but now I saw the man for what he really was, a grey breaded git.

There we sat in silence as Dumbledore just stared at us; every once and a while, we felt his probe try to gain access to our minds but soon just continued to stare at us; it took about 2 minutes after Harry’s Patronus for McGonagall to run into the office, by the glare on her face I think Dumbledore was in for a world of hurt.

“Albus, why wouldn’t the gargoyle let me in for nearly 2 minutes while my students were being interrogated”.

Leave it to Dumbledore to be both smart and dumb at the same time.

“that was just a child not wanting to have a talk Minerva, they were more than able to leave the office at any time”.

I don’t think Professor McGonagall was dumb enough as she looked ready to yell at the old man, but Harry cut her off.

“I would like to mention that I felt something trying to invade my mind as we sat there; this mainly happened after we refused to discuss our hour of waiting for my wand being made”.

That is what clinched it for McGonagall, there was a fire in her eyes, and it looked dangerous; I don’t even think the twins have seen that look.

“Come children, we must leave before I sracadh an Seann amadan an toll as miosa a th’ ann am Beatha iomlan”

We started walking out; while I didn’t understand what she said, I did hear the venom in it and knew it wasn’t pretty.

Finally getting out of the office, Harry turned to the Professor who was still angry”.

“professor, may we tell you what we actually did in Diagon alley and what we found out”.

~RoR 1 hour later~

McGonagall was not the happiest person in the world. We left her with a lot to think about though she congratulated Harry on taking up his Lordship.

However, Harry and I were testing out our new wands on some offensive spells on the poor dummies that the room created for us.

By the end of it, we both agreed that the wands were defiantly the edge we wanted. Still, the information we gained today was the power we needed.

~two weeks later, the arena~

Hagrid was nice enough to tell Harry about the dragons, but at this moment, after seeing the other two champions just miss out on third-degree burns.

I know that Harry will be fine since I have been training him beyond anything anyone would have done; this included physical, spell and core training.

At this point, we were at half Glamour, and I was already getting stares; I could already tell I’m going to hate it when the Glamour is completely gone.

Ronald was the worst out of all of them; at this moment, while I was worried about my fiance’s safety, we was hitting on me, maybe he thought that my stiffness was out of arousal, I don’t know, but that boy is going to annoy the living daylights out of me.

At this moment, I was doing my best to not neuter the boy as he tried to touch my body,

“come on, Hermione, no one else wants you, so you should just embrace who you can get, and since I’m here, it means you should be with me as not even Harry would want a bookworm like you”.

That’s it, his boy is getting hurt; I quickly punched him right in the nuts causing him to vomit a little as he fell forward.

“get away from me, Ronald or I will do more damage than just hitting your little boyhood; now get away from me before my patience runs out”.

The boy could barely walk, but he did his best before stumbling a little.

Getting rid of that nuisance took longer than it should have; I guess a part of me was hoping that the Golden Trio could be together again, but he was insufferable for the first two champions, and I wanted no distractions for Harry’s turn.

I believe Mr Crouch announced Harry was starting; as soon as he entered the arena, I could hear many of my fellow schoolmates swoon at the sight of him; I admit that I was definingly checking out my hot piece of fiancé.

He was only wearing a t-shirt and a pair of pants; I wish we could have gotten him some sort of armour to protect him against the fire. Instead, we made a shield spell that was more of a combination of multiple spells. Still, it will protect him as long as he didn’t get distracted.

He started walking towards the Dragon; most people started to wonder out loud what the hell he was thinking as he continued walking to the now annoyed Dragon who was eyeing him like a delicious steak.

As the Dragon got ready to burn my future hubby, I saw his shield going up as the Dragon opened its mouth up to make a Harry bbq.

As the flame enveloped Harry, most people gasped in shock as he just walked right into it; I just smiled a the surprise on everyone's faces.

The Dragon stopped breathing its fire, thinking it had main itself dinner, only to see Harry still walking towards it.

He was about to reach the nest by the time the Dragon attacked again, this time. However, the Dragon went for the chomp; as the Dragon's jaws got close to Harry, most I think expected him to jump out of the way or fire some hexs but what they didn’t know was Harry. I have been training our bodies to the point of breaking boulders with our magic enhanced fists.

That’s what Harry did; he gave the Dragon a mighty punch in the face, the Dragon was sent to the other side of the arena with a loud crash signalling his landing.

Harry just kept walking like it was nothing while the Dragon looked torn between protecting her eggs and protecting herself from his human that sent her flying.

Harry had picked up the golden egg by this point and was making his way to the exit when the Dragon decided to attack again once his back was turned to it.

The beast roared as it flew up; I could see it was getting ready to drive as Harry got about the midway point, that’s when the Dragon decided to strike; one moment it was gliding in the air, the next it was plummeting down towards Harry at a speed only an athlete could keep track of.

Just as the Dragon was about to eat Harry as a snack, my strong man roundhouse kicked her; I could tell he was holding back as he didn’t want to kill the Dragon, but he definingly put enough power in it to stop that Dragon dead in its tracks before the force sent it back to the walls of the arena.

The crowd was stunned at the sight before erupting in cheers at the presence of the Hogwarts champion taking down a dragon with nothing but his limbs; I even saw some of the Slytherins cheering while the judges were just staring at the boy as he finally left the arena with his golden egg in tow.

@now I wasn’t there for the next part, but your Father told me after the task was over so I will let him take over as he could always tell it better than me@

@hey munchkins, my sweet wife, now I know mum has set the stage but let me do a little of my own; here I was mildly tired and happy that the task was over. Although I’m the first to admit, I was hoping that the Dragon was alright, I mean, she didn’t do anything other than protect her eggs, so I meant her no harm.

So I was walking into the medical tent, so Poppy could give me a once over when Dumbles came rushing in with the other judges.@

“tell me what dark magic you did, Harry; how did you survive the Dragons fire with no armour”.

This man doesn’t even know what spell I used and is already calling it dark magic.

“It wasn’t dark magic, Professor, but a spell Hermione and I created after studying other protection spells though it does require great concentration, so it's not that useful in a fight where you need to be able to fire spells back at opponents”.

I could see the Headmaster twitch at my reply, but his reply still came with the voice of a grandfather.

“I demand to see your spell work so I can verify its alignment”.

I just smiled at the old man as he waited for met show him my work.

“no thanks, if Hermione and I ever want to publish and patent our spells, then I cannot really just hand them out like chocolates”.

Karkaroff started laughing his ass off while Madam Maxime just smiled as Dumbles got more and more flustered.

Before the red-faced Headmaster could get really angry and start yelling at me, then other champions came up.

Miss Delacour was injured and looked like she just wanted to go to bed already though Viktor was physically fine but also seemed over what happened today and just wanted to rest.

Speaking on their behalf.

“can we get the scoring down as I’m sure we all want to call it a day and rest? If you really want to learn a new spell, Headmaster, then we can discuss it at a later time.”

That’s when the pink toad appeared almost out of nowhere.

“I don’t care about what those want; I want you to show us the spell you used as I call the Aurors to arrest you for using dark magic”.

Most in the room just looked at her like the idiot she is.

“Madam Umbridge, the spell I used is just a shield spell, and while I’m happy to talk to the Aurors about it, if you really want to, I will not show my spell to anyone until the patent is approved and to repeat its not a dark spell”.

Somehow the pink toad turned red.

“I am the undersecretary to the minister of magic, if I say it's a Dark spell, then it’s a dark spell, and you shall be arrested for its use”.

At this point, most people were ignoring the women as Dumbledore left with a great huff while the other Judges were doing their best not to laugh their asses off.

#this is when your dad finally came back out with the other champions, whispers and murmurs were happening all around me, some people thought that maybe your dad had died or with the way that the judges rushed into the tent that perhaps they were kicking him out#.

My sweet husband smiled at me before turning back to our kids, and I took over the storytelling.

Crouch spoke up at full volume.

“settle down, everyone, it's time to announce the scores for our champions, first up Fleur Delacour, the judges found your method to be adequate but also state that turning you back on the dragon was a mistake, now judges, please give your score out of 10”.

The judges each lifted their wands, and numbers came out, first was Dumbles at 7, next was Maxime with 8, Karkaroff with 6, and last was the pink toad with a 4 but most expected that. Soon Crouch spoke up again.

“that’s a total of 25 out of 40, a good score and at the moment gives you the top spot, now for Viktor Krum, the judges would like to state that your use of the Conjunctivitis Curse was out of the box, but like Miss Delacour using a wide range of spells would have given you a better edge, now onto the scoring”.

In the same order as last time, starting with Dumbles with 7, then Maxime at 6, Karkaroff with 10 and the toad finished it with a 4 again, Karkaroff gave the women a death stare as Crouch spoke up again.

“that’s a total of 27 giving you the lead and Miss Delacour second place; now onto the lucky last, Mr Potter, the judges found your approach unorthodox, to say the least, and suggest a lighter touch next time, let's get down to the scoring”.

Again in the same order, with Dumbles leading with a 5, Maxime with a 10, Karkaroff with another 10 and the toad giving him a 4; at this point, I started to think that this woman couldn’t count above 4 or something.

“That’s a total score of 29 giving Mr Potter first place with a 2 point lead, that’s what we call a close margin; thank you, everyone, for coming to the first task”.

With that, the first task was over; I started to make my way to the tent where I dropped Harry off before it began.

As I walked out, I saw Ronald limping, which made me laugh quite a bit seeing that boy in pain. At one point, I actually wanted him to be a part of our group again, but each time we saw him, each time we talked to him, that hope or desire disappeared slowly into nothing.

My thoughts were interrupted by Harry coming up behind with a hug.

“hello Mione, did you enjoy the show”.

I couldn’t see his face, but I could already see the smirk on his face as he spoke.

“yes, it was quite a show; many schoolgirls agreed with me too”.

Harry chuckled as he kept holding me.

“come on, it’s time to get to the room; I have so much to tell you”.

With that, we made our way to the castle with the other students.

~three days before Christmas~

The castle was pandemonium at the moment, with the Yule ball a couple of days away. So many people were running around trying to get dates, or in the case of those, were being asked by Ronald running away as fast as they could after slapping the boy.

Harry and I have been spending a bit more time out of the room, which while it means that we are basically glamoured 24/7, we were about to just end it as we were close to our actual form.

Harry basically has a bunch of groupies following him around when possible while I had men staring at me all of the time; I went from being a nobody who was teased to being compared to a Veela in beauty.

To be honest, though, the main reason why we were walking around now was to annoy Dumbles; both Harry and I were planning to upset him so much by announcing our engagement at the Yule dance.

Though on the bright side is Gringotts has already tracked down destroyed most of the Horcruxes, with them saying only one was left. However, they couldn’t get to it as Dumbledore refused to let them into Hogwarts to get it.

This was the reason why we decided to annoy the old goat during the Yule Ball; he was now actively stopping us from ridding the word of Riddle.

Now that we know where the last one is, Harry and I are exploring the castle, hoping that we will find it, but so far, no luck; only annoying people have been found within the castle.

~the Yule Dance~

Tonight was the night, both Harry and I were nervous and excited; I had my mother send me an evening gown that a lovely Periwinkle blue and sliver trim while my hair, thanks to Lavander help, was semi curly but was flowier than usual, though most of the time Lavender wanted to know how my private tutoring time with Harry had been going.

Making my way down the grand stairs towards the great hall, I was greeted by the sight of Harry in a muggle style suit smiling from ear to ear as he watched me come down the stair; my heart was going wild at seeing Harry looking so handsome with his hair still a bit untamed but in a good way this time.

As I approached him, he took my hand and brought me into his arms, he gave me a kiss that made my knees weak, I didn’t even notice that the other champions were close by, all I could think about was the man I loved was kissing me like I was the only women in the world.

Eventually, we stopped when Professor McGonagall caught our attention with a cough.

“if your quite done showing your love, then let’s get this dance on the way; first, each champion will enter the hall in order of placement in the tournament, starting with miss Delacour then Mr Krum and then Mr Potter”.

With that being said, the doors to the great hall opened up with the Professor announcing the first champion.

“now entering the Hall, Miss Delacour and her escort Roger Davies”.

The Veela looked regal and carried herself like a royal; meanwhile, her date was doing his best not to drool while looking at his date; most of the male population were staring at the French women when they made it to the champions table Professor McGonagall announced Víktor Krum.

“now entering the Hall, Mr Krum and his escort Parvati Patil”.

Parvati looked lovely in her Indian style dress, looking quite pretty; meanwhile, her date looked like he was transporting a pole up his bum. Still, he seemed to be just really nervous, or maybe it was his culture, I don’t know, but I was glad I wasn’t his date.

“Now entering the Hall, Mr Potter and his Fiancé Hermione Ganger”.

The hall erupted in people talking about this news. Still, I could tell the person that Harry was watching was Dumbledore, who at this point was bouncing between surprise and anger at this news, sorry old man, Harry and I are no longer your chess pieces.

The night was long, with a combination of fun, slow and intermate dancing and watching Ronald attempt to steal other peoples dates or sitting alone. At the same time, he destroyed what food he could.

The night's ending could have been a lot better, though, as Dumbledore finally decided to ‘talk’ to us about our engagement.

“Harry, my boy, I wished you could have told me about your engagement with Miss Granger, as I would have stopped it or at least help you both to talk about these hasty plans of yours, you are both too young for this type of a decision, and as your magical guardian I cannot allow this to continue, I hope you can understand”.

I held Harry’s hand as I could tell this was starting to enrage him, but he did his best to calm down as he spoke.

“Headmaster, I don’t believe you have the right to talk about my personal life at this stage considering where you dropped me off when my parents died, but I will humour you old man, I will list the reasons why I should marry Hermione, and you can list the reasons against.

To start with, she's kind, intelligent, loyal, determined to protect those she loves and is quite beautiful, to say the least; I trust Hermione more than anyone else in this world and cannot see a future where she wouldn’t be Lady Potter”.

Dumbledore was shocked by the last part as Harry just smirked as he replied.

“it’s amazing what you can learn when you read a lot of books; now what is your counter-argument to me marry the brightest witch of our age”.

The Headmaster didn’t seem to understand that he was in a losing battle now, but he still did his best to push his will.

“you are both too young, inexperienced and don’t understand the world; you both need to listen to me and cancel this engagement”.

This time I couldn’t stop myself; I had to rip this old goat a new one.

“Headmaster, you have no right to tell either Harry or I what to do with our lives; while I agree that we are young, but we are also in love and have been for a long time, Harry has gotten the blessing from my parents to marry me as long as we have a muggle wedding as well, you can not stop us from starting a life together and to do so would only cause more harm with little to no good”.

I had enough of this conversation, and since the Yule dance was already over, I took Harry by the hand and left the great hall without looking back or stopping. Eventually, we made it up the room, and I brought Harry into a snog to end all snogs.

Coming up to breathe about 2 minutes later had us both ready and willing to have a bit more fun; within the second, our clothes were on the ground, and our glamours were gone.

I still couldn’t get over how Harry looked now; his magic being unbound and grown beyond normal size meant that his body had to grow into his magic; this had the effect of giving him a body that most men would kill for and most women kill to have sex with.

It was all mine, and I wasn’t letting anyone have it; by the look in Harry’s eyes, I could tell he liked my Veela level body as well since my magic had grown, and after the initial growth spurt, my breast got slightly larger but was perky, it was the same with my ass, I could always feel Harry eyeing me when we are alone in the room and right now was no different as he took in my naked form.

Harry spoke as we caressed each other's bodies; his voice was now deep in such a way that made me weak in the knees and wet as the ocean.

“no one is going to take you away from me, Hermione, no matter how hard they try”.

After that and a lot more snogging, we spent many hours that night enjoying each other's bodies.

~two months later~

We had worked out the Riddle of the egg before the Yule dance. Still, right now, the day before the second task, Harry was refusing to let me out of his sight; he always had his hand in mine, his guard was always up even as we slept.

Sadly though, no matter what he could do, eventually, they managed to separate us with McGonagall asking me to see her in private.

“I will be fine, Harry; remember the plan; you will know exactly where I am no matter what, so just remain calm”.

I gave him a sweet kiss before going with McGonagall.

I suspected that they would knock me out and then place me underwater but what did happen was them immobilising me and placing a breathing spell on me, then placing me in the water at dusk.

I think someone must have stuffed up as I could feel and hear everything that was going on around me; I could hear Crouch telling his men to put me in the water while the pink told was berating me and saying that my breathing charm should be removed to see. and I quote “if mudbloods can breathe underwater”.

Lucky for me, most of the people had seen how Harry took down a dragon single-handedly, so they didn’t want to take their chances.

For the next few hours, all I felt was the water around me, it was a form of torture that didn’t seem to end for a long time until I felt someone grab me and with great force brought me up to the surface, with the opening of my eyes, the first thing I saw was Harry looking at me with both love and relief present.

# I’m going to switch over to your Father to tell you the story of how he rescued me from the idiots that decided it was wise to piss off a Mage power level wizard#

#they were pretty stupid, that is correct, but somehow I still followed their rules, just so they had no reason to leave your mother below the water any longer than she needed to be, now a bit of explaining before I tell you what happened, your mother and I worked out two plans for this task, one was me physically moving the water out of my way, with our tests we found out while it was possible, it was too annoying.

This was why plan two was created, which was for me to place a coin in her pocket which had a bit of my magic in it, this would allow me to find her instantly while also giving her a distress beacon if she needed it, so here I was waiting for Crouch to give the go-ahead to start the task#.

“Ladies and gentleman, thank you for coming here today for the second task; as the champions have probably figured out, someone precious to them was taken last night, and they have an hour to retrieve them before they are lost to the people of the lake, now without further delay, I now mark the beginning of the second task”.

Viktor jumped straight into the water after a quick transfiguration of his body, looking to Fleur, who was casting a bubblehead charm on herself, which I was copying as it’s the most useful charm. Still, I stopped her just as we walked into the water.

“if you hold onto me, I will take you straight to where they are.”

She looked confused for a second before I spoke up.

“I may not know you very well, but I did see your little sister yesterday, and I haven’t seen her since; I can understand the mistrust, but no little girl should be dragged into this, hold my hand, and I will get you their sooner”.

I held out my hand, which she quickly grabbed; I could see that she was pretty upset about her sister being taken.

I sent out my magic to the coin, which had enough to perform one spell in it, a spell Hermione found in an old Latin spellbook.

“accio auderet contradicere”

With that quick spell, Fleur and I were pulled straight towards Hermione, I had no idea where Viktor was, but at the speed, we were going, I think we might have passed him at some point.

This was confirmed when we stopped right in front of Hermione with two other people; I could recognise one of them but considering her age, I would presume it was Fleur's sister, the other was Parvati, who I suspected was there for Viktor.

I did a quick slicing spell that took care of Hermione’s seaweed restraints, freeing her; I saw that Fleur was already on her way up to the surface; I pointed my wand a the ground and cast a bombarda below us that sent us up to the surface at great speed.

Soon I passed Fleur and was on the surface when I heard Hermione breathe next to me; I looked at her; god help these people if Hermione is hurt in any way.

When she opened her eyes, it was the sweetest slight I saw in my whole life; as I started to relax a little before kissing her, I still hadn’t let her leave my arms yet, and I don’t think I will for a while.

I heard Fleur pop out behind me; I heard her sister breathing just before Fleur spoke rapid french to the girl.

We all got out of the lake while Madam Pomfrey came over-drying us off and checking that everyone was still in working over.

It took us 20 minutes to complete the task; Viktor came up after another 20 minutes with Parvati breathing and holding onto the man.

Crouch started to announce the scores for the task.

“thank you, everyone, for coming to observe another successful task, now with the scores.

Mr Potter and Miss Delacour are tied for first place and completed the task in under 30 minutes, giving them the full 10 points, while Mr Krum took a total of 40 minutes, giving him 5 points.

The leader board follows Mr Potter with a total score of 39, Miss Delacour with a total of 35 and Mr Krum with a score of 33, leaving him in third place as Miss Delacour gains the second place spot Mr Potter increases his lead.

Thank you again for coming to today’s task the next one will be held on the 24th of June at dusk see everyone there”.

I still refused to allow Hermione out of my arms as we walked back to the castle and straight into the room.

@this was when your mother dropped a pretty big bombshell on me that proved just how smart she is@

I smiled at my husband while holding his hand while replying to him.

@or just how much you distract me@

He gave me a playful slap while mumbling something about me being too hot to resist

“Harry, while I was down there, I was fully aware of myself, and my mind was still free to think, and before you get upset about that, it gave me some time to think about things, including about our Horcrux problem, I don’t know how we didn’t think of it before but couldn’t we have the room summon the Horcrux since it's within the castle”.

I could see Harry’s eyes light up with the idea before suddenly sitting on a table next to us was the legendary diadem of Rowena Ravenclaw; I could sense the evil going off it, telling me about all of the knowledge it could give me.

Before I could even feel tempted, Harry had already summoned the sword of Gryffindor. He cut the thing in half, causing it to break apart as the Horcrux screamed from its destruction.

Harry didn’t vanish the sword but instead placed it on the table before bringing me into a hug.

“according to the goblins, that was the last one Hermione, in total, the dark bastard created made 7 of them, all that is left is the wizard himself then it's over”.

I could almost cry; I nearly had my future with Harry; he’s just got to last a year, maybe a bit more, then it's all over.

Tonight we spent just holding each other as we slept.

@now, kids, we are going to skip ahead a bit as, for the most part, we just stayed in the room, learning, practising and relaxing; by this point, we were kinda over Dumbledore and his school.

I will get your Father to tell you the third task as I wasn’t able to see much from the spectator's seats@

@now you have both see the quidditch pitch at Hogwarts whenever we went to Aunt Kitten, well now imagine it with hedges taller than a giant, creating a very large and dangerous maze that I had to go through@

I was staring down the entrance to the maze; my plan finished this as fast as possible to this thing over with as soon as possible; if Hermione and I were right, my freedom would be complete by the end of the night.

Crouch was still somehow announcing this thing even after the rumour of him betting way too much of this thing and not winning either.

“Ladies and gentleman, welcome to the final task of the Tri-Wizard Tournament; as you can see, this task is dangerous but straightforward; all the champions have to do is make it through the maze to the centre where the cup is waiting for the winner to pick it up, just be warned that many creatures lurk within the maze who will be more than happy to stop you.

Now each champion will go in one after another, starting first with Mr Potter then followed by Miss Delacour 2 minutes later then finally Mr Krum 2 minutes after that, ready, set, go”.

With that, I ran into the maze, but I made sure to look at Hermione one last time as she sent a smile to me.

Making my way through the maze was beginning was pretty easy a devil’s snare around the first corner, then a boggart in the form of a dementor greeted me around the next, but what stopped me dead in my track was the Sphinx that was blocking the path forward, by this time I knew that Fleur and Viktor were both making their way through the maze.

As I approached the Sphinx, it spoke to me.

“Greetings human, you are not far from the cup now, but to pass, you must answer this riddle, what begins its life on all fours, then as it grows it moves on two then at its end walks with three”.

This was an old one; I mean, it could have come up with a new one or something else.

“a human”

It smiled as it moved to the side, letting me pass.

“congratulations, human, you have passed now leave, as another approaches soon”.

With a nod, I started running again, putting as much distance between the Sphinx and me; it didn’t take long for me to get to the cup; as soon as I touched it, I felt a pull of my navel, the same feeling I get when I use a portkey, my last thought before I was transported was ‘bugger’.

Landing quite roughly in what seemed to be a graveyard, I put up a shield almost immediately, which I was glad for as a stunner was sent towards me as soon as I landed.

The stunner bounced off, I got up as fast as I could with my wand ready in my hand, I could barely see, so I sent a Lumos that was way overpowered that it blinded the man that attacked me, it was then I saw the rat of the marauders who looking more like a pig depending on where you looked.

With a quick flick of my wand, the rat-faced bastard was tied up and knocked out; that’s when I heard its voice.

“Pettigrew, have you succeeded, you useless man? Did you capture Potter”.

Walking towards the voice, I saw something was wrapped up in a blanket; opening it up, I was greeted by the sight of the ugliest baby I thought could exist.

“hello there Tom, how is the baby life treating you”.

I could help the sarcasm; I think my inner Marauder was coming out.

“Potter, what are you doing, you insufferable boy? Just you wait when I arise I shall destroy you and everyone you love”.

I could help but laugh; this ugly looking baby thing was threatening me like he wasn’t defenceless.

“Sorry, Tommy, but I have taken care of those little anchors of yours, and soon all that will be left of you will be this baby form and a legacy that doesn’t mean shit meanwhile, I plan to marry, have children, grow old and live a nice long life while you rot away into nothing”.

The look of shock was worth millions of gallons as the truth was processed in his head as my sword appeared in my hand.

“with your death, you become nothing but a footnote in history, Tom Riddle”.

I pieced the sword right into his heart, ending the dark bastard once and for all.

Taking out the sword, a whimper could be heard, but I gave it no mind beyond the last breath of a dead man.

Rewrapping the baby up, I took him over to Peter. Then, while making me a killer, I tried something that would free Britain from the old farts that refuse to change, pointing my wand at the death mark and spoke a sentence in parseltongue’ order to all with the mark DIE’.

It wasn’t the most honourable way to do it, and I do admit to making it work you have to indeed have to mean it; otherwise, it wouldn’t work, I just killed more people than I will ever know, the only way I get myself together was the fact that Britain was made safer with people like the Death Eaters would no longer be on this earth.

~elsewhere in Britian~

Around magical Britain, many pureblood and some half-blood wizards started screaming in absolute agony; most died at their desks at the ministry while others died in the public eye, like Madam Umbridge, who while in the stands in front of those who hated her the most.

~back in the graveyard~

Before summoning the cup to me, I made sure my two dead prisoners were secured; as soon as the cup touched my hand, all three of us were sent back to the maze entrance with two dead bodies coming for the ride.

~at the Quidditch pitch~

I was getting really sick and tired of being drop around by portkeys.

As I looked around, I saw everyone was crowded around some of the death eaters that had died when a brown-haired bullet brought me into a big hug.

“How are you, Harry, are you safe? What happened? What's in the cloth and is that peter? What is he doing here”.

I smiled at the sweet women in front of me.

“calm down, Hermione, too many questions and not enough pausing, I’m fine nothing bad happened to me, yes that is peter, and in the cloth is the dead body of Voldemort whose death I’m guessing has caused some issues”.

I didn’t like lying to Hermione, even if it was a part of her plan, but her smile was infectious as I smiled back at her.

After the calming, the fiance then came the hectic questions and confirmations of who I brought along for the ride, but what really stood out was Dumbledore, who was looking quite upset that I survived. Still, before he could plant the seed of doubt, I pointed right at him.

“Albus Dumbledore, I charge you with theft, attempted line theft, endangering minors, altering a minors magic, and I request that the Aurors present arrest you immediately”.

It was funny as hell seeing Dumbledore attempt to apparate from the ground only to be blocked by the Hogwarts wards as he was no longer the Headmaster.

Two seconds later, he was in handcuffs and taken away, with most people still not understanding what was happening.

#that my children are how your mother and I managed to take down two of the worst people to ever touch the British isles.

Within a month, the ministry was wiped clean and restaffed; Dumbledore had a lot more troubles than the charges I put on him; having been questioned when he was arrested, the charges were increased to such a state that he was either going to be given life in Azkaban or the kiss, in the end, he got life and banned from being near children for another lifetime after that.

As you already guessed, your mother and I married after our newts. We moved into Potter manor after having it repaired. After everything that I had to go through, I finally got the family I always wanted#.

I brought my kids into a massive hug, with Hermione bear hugging us all; life was definingly good.

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