HP: The Magical Gamer [Chapter 166: Tori's Parents! ] (Patreon)

"Now, we are mother and son, at least in the eyes of magic."

"May I call you mommy then?" grinned Harry, annoying his usually stoic aunt, enjoying that he was getting to see so much of her cute expressions.

Her eyebrows twitched. "No, never. I would rather you address me as Mrs. Greengrass. That seems more correct and appropriate."

"Meh, I'll keep calling you aunty then."

"I can live with that. Now, go away. We are done for the day. Come back tomorrow." She said, walking to the wall and opening the secret door.

"Fine with me. I'm gonna go see how Daphne and Astoria are doing."

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The former half-soul of Voldemort, Eos, looked at the beautiful establishment, smiling blissfully. "I hope Beauxbatons Academy is in need of some teachers. I'm really bored."

She really was. While finding handsome men and fucking them was good and pleasurable, it still left too much idle time. And Eos didn't like being idle.

A job in teaching sounded nice. She thought she might even love it. And then there were cute schoolboys to fuck around with. Work and pleasure at the same place? That sounded like paradise to her.

She hummed under her breath and entered through the school gate.

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Harry returned to his house after spending the afternoon over at the Greengrass Manor.

Shortly following the ritual, in which Proserpina Greengrass had magically adopted him as her son, he had been since then hogged by Astoria, who hadn't let him leave her room for nearly two hours straight. 

And when he finally did, wanting to meet Daphne before going home, she had already left for some family business. Neither Proserpina nor Astoria had been forthcoming about what that was.

He didn't know Daphne was that involved in her family business.

He really wanted to see her even though they had already met yesterday at his birthday party. Well, he would just meet her tomorrow then.

"I'm home." said Harry.

His mother was sitting in front of him on the sofa, her gaze darting to him as soon as he stepped out of the fireplace.

She smiled warmly, putting the book down. "Welcome home, Harry. How was Proserpina's first lesson?"

He slumped beside her before falling on his side, resting his head in her lap.

He looked up at her amused visage, his lips quirking up. "It's a secret. I'm not allowed to discuss a single thing about it. That's Aunt Proserpina's strict order. But since nothing really happened today, I don't have much to say or hide."

"Nothing?" She asked with a frown, running her fingers through his hair, drawing out an appreciative hum from him.

"Nothing. No training. I'd have been home earlier if Tori hadn't imprisoned me and made me play all sorts of embarrassing games with her." He muttered with a scowl.

"Do I even want to know?"

"No, you don't." he shuddered.

She giggled at his look of horror. "You can deal with deadly monsters and the worst scum of society every day and yet fear the twelve-year-old girl."

"Because I can't just decapitate her if she annoys me. That leaves only a few solutions to deal with her antics. And her damned puppy eyes are effective. Too effective. I can't even remain angry with her."

He winced when the word decapitate left his mouth. It was too soon for 'decapitation' jokes.

He saw her flinch, most probably remembering the state of his dead body in the morning. But she bravely moved on, ignoring the unexpected bump in their conversation.

She laughed, patting his head. "I understand. That's exactly how I feel about you and Iris. You both can be rather annoying sometimes, but I can never hold onto my anger or annoyance when I look at your adorable faces."

"Don't make me out as Tori's parent." He protested, not liking the comparison.

At that, she got a thoughtful look in her eyes. "This might actually be true. She never had a father and you were always there for her from the beginning. She might really look up to you as a father figure."

"If you're forgetting, that little tyke wants to bang me. I'm certainly not her father figure. You had to just make it weird." He whined, scrunching his nose.

She raised her eyebrows, pinching his cheeks. 

"That little tyke doesn't want to bang you. She is just in love with you or has a strong crush otherwise. Not every love needs to include sex. And how is it that you are fine with the idea of banging me and Iris, but feel weird about being Astoria's parental figure?"

He grinned abashedly. "Being Tori's father figure isn't my cup of tea. That'd just lead me to an early grave. As for making love to you and Iris, I've never hidden my admiration for your beauty. It had slowly turned into an obsession and then kept growing until it became something else. I love you and lust for you with all my being. Having sex with you is a dream come true and nothing to feel weird about.”

"Regarding Iris, she is my perfect partner, my soulmate, my twin. She is fated to be connected with me in everything, to remain with me forever. Our love and affection know no boundaries. Sex is just another thing we'll share between us, like everything we've shared before. It won't cause much change in our relationship."

Lily listened to his impassioned argument with fond exasperation. "I know, Harry. I know. I do hope it won't change anything in any of our relationships. Some things are too precious to be spoiled for momentary bodily pleasure."

"It won't change anything. You'll always remain my lovely mum who I adore with all my heart. And my bonds with Iris will forever be unbreakable and incorruptible." He responded confidently.

She smiled down at him, caressing his face and placing a brief close-lipped kiss on his mouth. "I hope so."