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Chapter 18 – End Year, Summer of Pride

Harry smiled happily as he helped load his girlfriend’s trunks into their compartment on the Hogwarts Express. That’s right, trunks, as in plural! Harry Potter, also known as the ‘Bloody Luckiest Bloke in Hogwarts’ officially had four girlfriends! Lavender, Parvati, Padma, and Hermione had all started dating him in the last few months of their Third Year. Thinking back on it Harry was still amazed that his first attempts at dating had gone so well. His Hogsmeade date with Parvati had gone similarly to his date with Lavender, though Parvati had different taste in colors compared to her blonde friend. That particular date had ended with Harry and Parvati both having their first kiss. It was pretty chaste, of course, but Harry hadn’t stopped grinning about it for hours afterwards. Padma had decided to wait until the first warm day of spring and the two had gone on a picnic by the lake. It had been enjoyable and the pretty Ravenclaw had brought a set of Muggle playing cards to play games with after they’d eaten. Turns out Padma had a bit of a competitive streak in her. Harry had discovered this by losing to her in almost every single game they played. That date had ended with a grinning Padma giving Harry a kiss on the cheek, which had done wonders for alleviating his damaged pride of losing so many times in a row. Hermione had been so nervous that she couldn’t think of anything ‘date-like’ to do together. Harry had smiled fondly at her and suggested a walk around the lake and grounds together. Hermione had agreed and the two had slowly walked and chatted for a while. Hermione’s cute blushing face when he’d taken her hand in his shortly after their walk began was a fond memory for Harry now. That date had ended with the two of them cuddled up on the couch in the Gryffindor Common Room with a grinning Lavender shooting knowing glances Hermione’s way.

Sirius had praised Harry’s ‘romantic exploits’ in their letters back and forth. The old Marauder happily taking a little credit for Harry’s success by stating that his advice ‘did the trick’. Harry could practically hear his Godfather’s laughter through the writing on the letter when he’d read it. Speaking of the old dog, Sirius was staying with the Tonks Family for the moment as he recovered from his years in Azkaban. That meant that Harry would be going there for the summer too. This meant being around Nym, a nickname the Metamorph was only grudgingly allowing Harry to use, quite a lot during this summer. Not that Harry had ANY problem with that. Unfortunately that had caused a bit of contention between Harry and a certain Headmaster during the last week of term.

-Flashback ~ Harry Meeting with Dumbledore-

“Harry, my boy, come in.” Dumbledore smiled as he gestured toward the chairs in front of his large desk. Harry walked over and sat in one of them confused as to why Dumbledore had called him to his office in the first place. He hadn’t done anything wrong to his knowledge.

“Thank you, sir.” Harry thanked before asking why he was called for.

“You see Harry; I’ve been concerned with the state of Magical Britain with all these trials going on.” Dumbledore began. “So many Death Eaters and even more sympathizers that we never knew about have come to light. Many a Noble House is now being handled entirely by the Lady of the House, including the large fortunes being signed over so that the Family is taken care of while the Lords are sent to Azkaban.” Here the old man sighed, obviously saddened by how deeply the ‘Dark’ had taken root in their country.

“What does that have to do with me, specifically?” Harry asked not sure what Death Eaters being sent to Azkaban had to do with him. If they were locked up they weren’t able to hurt anyone anymore, including him.

“As I said there are far more sympathizers than I ever wanted to believe; it would be for the best if you left the Magical World during the summer. For your own safety as these trials have shaken the Magical Community and I honestly don’t know what reactions might happen. I don’t want to see you found or threatened by a follower or sympathizer of Voldemort’s while you are outside of the safety of Hogwarts.” Dumbledore explained and Harry felt his hackles rise as he quickly put the pieces together.

“You want me to go back to the Dursleys?!” Harry practically growled and Dumbledore’s eyes widened at the teen’s tone.

“Just for the summer, Harry, for your safety.” Dumbledore replied and Harry did indeed rumble angrily.

“With all due respect, Headmaster, I refuse.” Harry grumbled. “I will never set foot in that place again.”

“It is only out of consideration for your safety that I’m recommending this, Harry.” Dumbledore tried to placate, but Harry was having none of it.

“I refuse!” Harry quite literally roared as he stood up from the chair and slammed his hands on the large desk between them. “Those ‘people’ are not my family! I have a real family now! I have Sirius and he is my Godfather, my legal guardian! He wants me to stay with him at the Tonks’, so that is where I’ll be going! Do not presume to order me around outside of this school, Headmaster!” Harry’s loud voice practically echoed in the office as Dumbledore sat back, wide eyed at the outburst.

“But…Harry…” Dumbledore tried to speak.

“But nothing!” Harry growled as he made his way to the door. “Good day, Headmaster.” With that Harry left the office and didn’t look back. His Therian instincts had bubbled just beneath the surface in anger for the entire walk back to the Gryffindor Common Room. Lavender, Parvati, and Hermione had seen his mood upon his return and quickly moved to surround him. The three of them had dragged him to a couch and sat beside him, or on his lap in a giggling Parvati’s case, and soothed his anger quickly. After finding out what had made him so upset the three were instantly on his side, Harry had shared only a bit of his life growing up with the Dursleys, but just from the little he’d shared all four of his girlfriends wanted nothing more than to hex his relatives as horribly as they possibly could.

-Flashback End-

“Harry, are you alright?” Hermione asked him and Harry nodded before a smile spread across his face as he looked at his girlfriends. Lavender, Padma, Parvati, and Hermione were all sitting in the compartment with him. Oddly, Ron had decided to sit with Dean and Seamus in a different compartment. Thinking back on it Ron had been a bit distant ever since his date with Lavender. The red-head had started spending even less time with him and Hermione, especially after their first date that led to them cuddling up together on the Common Room couch. Harry was starting to think Ron might be disapproving of his relationships, that or the red-head might be jealous. That had been something Harry had noticed a little more recently about his first friend, he tended to get jealous rather easily when he saw someone with something he didn’t have.

“I’m fine as long as you girls are around.” Harry smiled and all four girls giggled happily, their cheeks all pink as he was pulled into a seat and cuddled. ‘Score another point for Sirius’ advice, I guess.’ He grinned as he pulled the girls close into a big group hug. The entire train ride back was spent talking about summer plans and meeting up whenever they could. Harry couldn’t wait to actually spend time with friends this summer instead of being worked to death by the Dursleys. Shortly after the trolley lady left, Harry bought all of the girls whatever they wanted from the cart, Lavender and Parvati had gotten a bit ‘amorous’ and started kissing and snuggling Harry. Hermione had looked a bit scandalized before Padma had stood up and went to pull the blinds on the corridor windows, while also locking the door. Without having to worry about anyone seeing them Padma and Hermione were quickly, and completely willingly, dragged into the kissing. Needless to say Harry and the girls were all wearing big smiles as they left the train.

“Harry! Harry! Over here! I’ve come to welcome you back home!” Sirius’ yelled from the platform. Harry’s smile dimmed slightly while he stood in shock at what he was seeing.

“That’s a very…loud…outfit.” Parvati commented and Lavender could only nod.

“I feel like I should have seen this coming…” Harry trailed off his embarrassment rising as everyone on the platform looked at his Godfather. Sirius was wearing robes in Gryffindor colors, red and gold, a large hat with an animated lion that stalked around the fabric, and was holding up a sign that read, ‘Welcome back Harry!’, in bright, ever-changing colors. “Really Sirius…?” The teen sighed as he and the girls made their way over to the loud, brightly dressed man.

“Hi Harry! Welcome back!” Sirius laughed loudly and Harry just huffed before letting his Godfather pull him into a hug.

“Yeah, yeah, I missed you too Sirius.” Harry playfully grumbled with an overly dramatic eye roll for effect. Sirius only laughed more before releasing his Godson.

“So…are these your lovely ladies?” Sirius teased looking at the four girls standing with his Godson. The girls fidgeted a bit under the man’s gaze before he smiled. “You’re all quite lovely, please take good care of my Godson, even though you’re all clearly far out of his league.”

“Oi!” Harry exclaimed as he swatted his Godfather on the arm. Sirius just burst out laughing while the girls burst into giggles as Godfather and Godson playfully swatted at each other. Their group attracted quite a bit of attention and they were soon found by the Brown Family and the Patil Family. Harry suddenly felt very nervous about meeting his girlfriends’ fathers for the first time. He quickly tried to make himself a little more presentable before he met Mr. Brown and Mr. Patil.

“So you’re Harry Potter, the only boy my little girl talks about?” Mr. Brown asked and Harry stood a little straighter.

“Yes sir, uh, at least I think so?” Harry stumbled slightly and Mr. Brown huffed slightly before sticking out his hand. “Richard Brown, this is my wife Ashley and our youngest, Daniel.” Richard introduced Lavender’s mother and little brother to Harry while the two shook hands. Lavender’s mother looked a lot like her daughter and Harry made sure not to let his gaze drop below the woman’s neck. It was now VERY obvious where exactly Lavender’s, ahem, ‘figure’ had come from. Little Daniel, only six years old according to Lavender was looking around the platform as if he was trying to see everything.

“Pleasure to meet you, sir.” Harry nodded and Richard gave him a firm handshake. Harry wondered for an instant if it was his fame keeping Mr. Brown from just outright threatening him to keep away from Lavender. The man seemed to greatly care for his family and Lavender would definitely be drawing more and more interest as she grew up. A few short pleasantries and the Brown Family left after Lavender gave Harry a quick kiss on the cheek once her father wasn’t looking.

“Mr. Potter, a pleasure to meet you, I am Prasham Patil.” Mr. Patil introduced himself and shook Harry’s hand. “This is my wife, Amisha, our eldest Pranjal, Padma’s and Parvati’s older brother; is at work right now.”

“Very nice to meet you, sir.” Harry greeted. His wife also shared quite the similarity to her daughters. Parvati and Padma were already cute, but if they followed in their mother’s footsteps they’d be gorgeous by the time they finished growing. A few minutes of polite conversation followed before both of the twins smiled and kissed his cheeks. Harry smiled while Amisha beamed at her daughters and the three girls quickly started up a conversation in Hindi before they were even a couple meters away.

“I’ll let you meet my parents when you come over later, Harry.” Hermione teased him as she almost crushed him in a hug. They’d already planned for Harry to visit her home sometime before the Grangers left for their summer vacation in southern France. Hermione was somewhat dreading having to explain her relationship to her parents. But she liked Harry and he made her feel so wonderful that she would do anything to convince her parents to accept him and their relationship. A peck on the cheek and Hermione was saying her goodbyes as she headed towards the barrier that separated Platform Nine and Three Quarters from the rest of King’s Cross Station.

“So, young Casanova, you ready to head to the Tonks’? We have a welcome home dinner to get to!” Sirius grinned and Harry swatted him for the nickname. The two laughed as they stepped through the Floo. Upon arriving at the Tonks’ home Harry was reminded of why he hated Floo travel as he ended up sprawled across the floor of the Tonks’ Family sitting room.

“I hate…the Floo.” Harry grumbled as he picked himself up.

“If it’s any consolation, it doesn’t seem to like you much either, Whiskers.” Tonks chuckled as Harry was cleaned of soot by Sirius’ wand.

“Hey Tonks, good to see you again.” Harry smiled his posture slightly nervous as he knew the older girl was interested in him.

“I am a sight for the eyes.” Tonks playfully nodded with a smirk and gave Harry a wink that made his stomach feel fluttery. The, currently pink-haired, woman smiled wider at Harry’s reaction before leading both of them to the dinner table. Meeting Andromeda and Ted was…an experience, to say the least. Andromeda was already acting like Harry was her son-in-law, while Ted slowly withdrew his wand and placed it on the table in front of himself.

“I have a few questions for you, Mr. Potter.” Ted started only to be interrupted by Tonks.

“Dad, no! You’re not doing that!” Tonks huffed as she placed her hand on her father’s shoulder.

“But it’s my right as a dad!” Ted argued back, a large grin on his face.

“It’s a tired, old cliché and you’re not doing it to Harry!” Tonks retorted her hands on her hips.

“Andy, tell Nymphadora to let me have my big dad moment!” Ted dramatically whined making Tonks sigh at her parent’s sense of humor.

“Nymphadora let your father have his fun.” Andromeda called out as she began bringing in the food.

“Harry doesn’t need to go through that dumb routine!” Tonks shook her head. “It’s not like you both don’t already approve of him.” Harry perked up at hearing this, his once panicked heart rate slowing down.

“Aww, Nymphadora! You ruined it!” Ted playfully pouted as he put his wand away and acted like a put out child.

“There, there dear.” Andromeda smiled as she kissed her husband’s cheek.

“You two are impossible.” Tonks gave a large sigh at her parent’s antics. Through all of this Sirius was off to the side, red-faced from holding in his laughter. Once the act was done he burst into full-belly laughter and Ted was quick to join him. Harry and Tonks both rolled their eyes while Andromeda watched on with a bright smile on her face. It was nice to have the family together, and in a few more years there would be grandbabies to spoil! With a happy hum the, newly reinstated by Sirius, daughter of Black finished setting out dinner.

-A Week Later ~ Granger’s Home-

“Nice to meet you, Mr. Granger, Mrs. Granger, I’m Harry Potter.” Harry introduced himself to Hermione’s parents. He shook hands with both of them and they sat down to talk over tea.

“I understand that you and Hermione have decided to start a…relationship.” Mr. Granger, or Wendell as he’d introduced himself, stated looking at Harry.

“Yes sir, Hermione has been my friend since first year and she’s very special to me.” Harry replied and Hermione smiled softly at him from her seat beside him. Mrs. Granger, or Monica, as he’d found out; smiled at him gently.

“What are your intentions towards my daughter, Mr. Potter?” Wendell asked straight forwardly, not harshly, but in a manner that let Harry know he wanted the truth.

“I’d like to date Hermione and see where our relationship takes us.” Harry replied honestly. “Hermione is an amazing girl and I enjoy spending time with her. We’d both like your permission and blessing to continue dating.”

“Hermione has told us that you have other young ladies as well, other girlfriends at that. Why are you trying to date multiple girls?” Monica asked as she set down her teacup. Harry took a deep breath before he replied.

“I actually wasn’t aware that such a relationship would occur.” Harry began. “I was only trying to ‘act my age’ as an older friend told me to. A few of my female friends offered to help me try dating for the first time and I was touched that they wanted to help me; so I accepted. After a first date with each of them, Hermione included, they all seemed to want to progress into an official relationship.” He explained to the two parents.

“I’m not keen on my daughter being part of some young man’s ‘harem’, Mr. Potter.” Wendell informed looking at Harry sternly.

“I didn’t have any intention of forming one, Mr. Granger, but I also didn’t want to hurt any of the girls’ feelings. All of the Wizards and Witches that I’ve met have a marriage like yours, a husband and wife. I was very surprised when Hermione looked into it and showed me that polygyny was still a legal practice in the Magical World.” Harry responded to the unhappy father.

“It’s about Bloodlines, daddy.” Hermione spoke up and carefully explained Magical Britain’s older ways of thinking. She heavily focused on the importance placed on one’s Family Line, while toning down the Blood Purism that still affected the Magical World. Wendell and Monica listened to their daughter’s explanation before turning back to Harry.

“You come from one of these older Lines then, Mr. Potter?” Wendell asked while Monica looked on at the young man.

“Yes sir, the Potter Family has recorded history dating back all the way to the Roman occupation of the Isles.” Harry nodded and went in depth of what he could share of his family history when Monica asked about it. The next hours of conversation were stilted to say the least but the two dentists were slowly being worn down by their daughter’s pleading eyes.

“Please daddy, please give me and Harry a chance?” Hermione pleaded with her father and Wendell sighed after looking over and seeing his wife already agreeing.

“Alright, sweetheart, but…should I find anything ‘untoward’ happening I will be very displeased.” Wendell stated throwing a severe look at Harry.

“Yes sir, I understand.” Harry nodded and Monica smiled as Hermione threw her arms around Harry and pulled him into a hug. Harry smiled brightly as he hugged Hermione back, the bushy haired girl then kissed his cheek.

“What did I just say?!” Wendell demanded.

“Daddy!” Hermione pouted and Harry couldn’t help but chuckle, he’d never heard Hermione practically whine like that before. Monica held her husband’s hand while giving him a ‘look’ making the father settle down, though he still frowned seeing his little girl wrapped up in the arms of a boy.

-Further Into the Summer-

“Hey Whiskers…Harry, can we talk a bit?” Tonks asked after dinner. Harry, not seeing any problem with it, agreed and the two went to her room to chat. After getting themselves settled, Harry in the chair by the desk and Tonks on her bed, he then asked the Metamorph what she wanted to talk about.

“So, what’s up Tonks?” Harry asked and Tonks smiled at him.

“I’ve been doing some thinking and I wanted to ask you something.” Tonks began and Harry cocked his head to the side slightly.

“What about?” Harry questioned.

“You know that I’m an Auror, of course,” Tonks began and Harry nodded. It was how they met after all. “Well, like I told you before, back during the school year, I’m interested in trying to date you in a year or two; once people won’t give us any trouble about the age difference thing. But while I was thinking about the second part of my offer,” Here Harry felt his cheeks warm slightly. “I realized how alone you probably feel right now and how much you could use someone else like yourself.”

“Tonks…what’re you saying, exactly?” Harry questioned, though he felt like he had a good idea already.

“Harry, I want you to make me a Nemea Leonthrope.” Tonks requested and Harry still felt his eyes widen in shock.

“Are you serious?” Harry demanded. “This isn’t something that can be undone, Tonks. Once you change there is no going back. You won’t be human anymore, at least not completely!” The teen was practically short of breath as he tried to explain how much of a change this would be for her.

“I know all of that, Harry, and its fine.” Tonks stated firmly. “I’m serious about the future and…to be perfectly honest…this benefits me just as well.”

“How?” Harry asked quietly looking at the beautiful woman. Her becoming like him would make her a pariah in the eyes of several of the top people that still ran Magical Britain. How could the change possibly benefit her?

“Aurors investigate and catch Dark Wizards and Witches, Harry. It’s a dangerous line of work, but we make a difference in society for the better. I’ve seen the protection your transformation affords you and you’re basically walking armor against both spells and blades. If you’ll let me become a Nemea Leonthrope I’ll be much safer on patrol and during raids. I’d pretty much be guaranteed to be around to give ‘us’ a try in a year or so. That’s not even considering the benefits of being able to understand you better, Harry. You won’t be alone anymore. You don’t have to go through this by yourself. Let me help you and in turn you’ll help me too.” Tonks explained and Harry sat there a bit stunned. She was serious. She wanted to be like him. She got direct benefits from the transformation, but then again so did he. It was the nature of his new species, skin that was impenetrable by spell or spear. He’d have someone else to talk to about this as well. Someone that understood the differences this transformation had made on him both physically and mentally.

“Have you talked to your parents about this?” Harry asked as he felt a small tug on the corner of his lips. He couldn’t help but almost smile; the feeling of ‘aloneness’ that had been in the back of his mind since last summer didn’t feel like a weight in his head anymore.

“Who do you think is going to be doing the transfusion?” Tonks asked. “My mother is a Healer too, though she specializes in Pediatrics.”

“Are you absolutely sure?” Harry asked again, he didn’t want there to be any doubt in her mind. Tonks rolled her eyes before standing up and crossing the distance between them. Leaning down she caught Harry’s lips in a quick kiss before standing back to her full height.

“Does that answer your question?” Tonks raised an eyebrow at him.

“I mean, we should be absolutely sure…” Harry trailed off a dopey smile on his face. Tonks flicked him in the forehead for his comment.

“You’re spending way too much time around Sirius.” Tonks sighed as she grabbed his wrist and pulled him out of her room and down into the kitchen.

“So, how did your talk go?” Andromeda asked, though it seemed she believed it would go well considering she was already prepping some needles and sterilizing a thin plastic tube.

“Harry agreed, so we can start soon.” Tonks answered. “Right, Harry?” Harry nodded as Ted and Sirius entered the kitchen to see the process.

“Sure thing.” Harry nodded and Andromeda quickly had the two seated. It was an odd sight, to say the least. Harry had to cut himself with a partially transformed claw on one hand so that Andromeda could insert the needle. Tonks apparently wasn’t a fan of needles as she looked away the whole time her mother was prepping the spot and inserting the other needle. After about ten minutes Andromeda removed both needles and bandaged Harry’s arm since she couldn’t heal it with Magic.

“So…did it work?” Sirius asked and Tonks and Harry both shrugged. “Try turning into a lion, Dora!”

“It doesn’t work that way, you bell end.” Andromeda chastised her cousin. “We transferred the pint that was mentioned to Harry by the Magizoologist and the other Therianthrope he met. But it still takes a bit over a month or so to take effect. Honestly, you never looked into anything that didn’t have to do with pranks or girls.” Sirius held up his hands trying to placate his annoyed cousin.

“So we’ll know when she starts eating more?” Ted guessed and Andromeda nodded.

“That is the best indicator of a successful transfusion, at least according to what I looked up.” Andromeda replied. “At the end of the process Nymphadora will transform instinctively, right Harry?”

“Yes, that’s what happened to me at least.” Harry confirmed and the family started conversing further for the next few hours until bed. As Harry was in bed that night he couldn’t help but feel like his very soul was ‘purring’ in contentment and joy.

‘The Queen comes soon. The Pride grows. All is as it should be.’

Harry cracked a grin as he imagined how inordinately pleased with herself Tonks would be if he started calling her the ‘Leonthrope Queen’. He may even get another kiss out of it!

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Woo! Eighteen chapters in and we finally have our first new Leonthrope! Or we will, in a month or so. Should Harry call Tonks the ‘Leonthrope Queen’? He might just get himself another kiss for it! Plus who doesn’t want to see a happily grinning Tonks that’s just so pleased with herself? It’s an adorable image in my head at least!

Until I get your reviews, later!