The Protagonist Syst 81 Errant Thoughts

81 Errant Thoughts

I still had plenty of ti before curfew, not that I paid it much attention anyways, and headed for the seventh floor. I checked the map for the usual suspects, noted they were nowhere near

or coming towards , and went to the tapestry of Barnabas the Barmy teaching trolls to dance ballet. It was tastefully done and I promised myself to look up the techniques and spells to make moving portraits for myself.

I paced three tis in front of the blank wall across from the tapestry and asked for the room of lost things. When the door appeared, I entered the room and closed the door. It disappeared upon my command and I looked at the mounds and mounds of discarded things that the house elves had piled in the place.

I imagined there were hundreds of years of things inside, if not everything lost since the castle was built. That was a heavy thought, especially if there were so old school books from back then. So, I did the only responsible thing I could.

I called for Nanny.

The house elf popped into the room with

and it took her a mont to realize where she was. She then gasped at the ss. The football stadium-sized ss. She put a tiny hand over her little heart and wavered on her feet, so I took her into a hug to hold her steady and patted her back.

“It's going to take us a long ti to work through all of this safely.” I told her.

Nanny nodded her head several tis and her large ears flopped violently. “Youse not be summoning anything! Youse causes everything to crashes!”

“I don't doubt that, my little friend.” I said and thought about what I knew would be in the room later. I took out the map and thought about how I would find a vanishing cabinet before it was damaged.

In the normal story, Fred and George would throw Montague into it before a big Griffindor versus Slytherin Quidditch ga and he disappears for several days. He apparates out and ends up in a toilet in one of the bathrooms, then Peeves the Poltergeist tosses the cabinet down the stairs and breaks it, which makes the castle elves put it into this room, because it's broken.

The problem was, there were so many magical cabinets in the school that narrowing it down to just one on a map was just as difficult as searching the school by sight. I had the brilliant thought to cast another magic detection spell on the map for only the vanishing cabinet and hoped that asking about it by that na would count, since I didn't know what it was actually called or who made the thing.

I cast the spell on the parchnt and all the other details vanished as it was replaced with the new detection spell information. There it was on the second floor and I showed Nanny where it was. She nodded and disappeared with a pop and was gone for only a minute, then popped back in with her hand on the large cabinet.

“Thank you, Nanny.” I said. “I assu you can't shrink it?”

Nanny shook her head. “The magic bees stopping changing it.”

“Ah, I figured as much. People would be carrying them around all the ti if they could be shrunk.” I said and she gave

a pointed look. “They are made in pairs and you could send anything back to the one you leave at ho, even other people, and there's no discernible or detectable magic use.”

“That bees just like youse teleport circles.” Nanny said and I nodded. “The other ones not bees here.”

“No, it's at a dark magic shop in Knockturn Alley. I doubt I can go there and buy it myself.” I said with a sigh.

“I bees handling thats.” Nanny said and popped away.

I opened my mouth to call her back and ask how she was going to do that, then shrugged. If she could get it for , there was no point in bugging her about how until she returned. In the anti, I turned to the closest pile of things and wondered how I was going to handle dismantling everything to get at the good stuff that I was sure was hidden inside.

*

Androda was having a nice relaxing evening by herself. Ted was off with the boys at the local pub, their usual fare every couple of weeks when a ga was on, and she reclined on the sofa with a small sniffer of brandy.

She didn't usually indulge herself too much with the expensive alcohol; but, sotis she couldn't resist the heady aroma and internal warmth it gave her. The satisfying buzz she enjoyed all evening without a hangover the next day was great, too. She would never suffer from drinking the cheap stuff ever again, thanks to Harry.

Androda sighed at the thought of the handso young man. He had shot up in height during the sumr, probably because puberty had started kicking him pretty hard in the ass, if his bulging muscles were any indication. The little devil she had loved so much all these years had grown up right in front of her eyes.

Harry was now way past her own 5 foot 2 inches of height and was 6 inches taller than her. She sincerely doubted that he was going to stop growing, too. In fact, he was already an inch taller than her idiot daughter, Nymphadora. Oh, how she had yelled and berated that moron for dumping Harry right before his birthday!

How could Nymphadora be that stupid? Androda asked herself, her mind full of incredulity. So what if she wanted to focus on her career? Harry was the best thing to ever happen to our family and you don't just chuck soone like that aside!

Androda sighed again and took another small sip of the liquid courage in her glass. She regretted that both she and Harry were strictly moral people, otherwise their flirting would have ended up with her under him and begging him to breed her like her body desperately wanted him to.

The last ti they had gone to visit Sirius together, he had held her so tenderly during the teleportation that she beca instantly wet for him. The knowing look Harry had given her when he let her go, had made her even wetter. Sweet rlin, she wanted to feel such a strong man inside of her so much!

The amused face on Sirius when they had talked to him and dropped off more food for him and the guard, let her know that he knew sothing was going on... and she really wished there was. The problem was, as far as Harry was concerned, she was married and that was that.

Androda sighed once more and finished off her small sniffer. She didn't get up to pour out more, though. She sat there and wondered what Harry was doing at school and if he was going to make their normally scheduled appointnt at Azkaban for end of the month.

A soft pop sounded and a nicely dressed female elf appeared in front of her.

“Hello, Nanny.” Androda said right away.

“Mistress Andi.” Nanny said and looked at the glass and at her face.

“I've only had two fingers worth.” Androda said, not that she would normally defend her actions to a house elf. She just wanted to make sure that if the elf talked to Harry, Nanny didn't tell him that she was a drunk.

“Master Harry bees needing youse help.” Nanny said.

Androda sat up and her slight lancholy disappeared. “What does he need

to do?”

Nanny smiled, because she knew coming to Andi had been the right decision. The older woman was as eager to make Master Harry happy as much as she was.

*

Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore paced back and forth in front of his desk. His trick knee had decided that right before bed was the best ti to act up on him. He was tired after a long day of sitting on his backside and doing paperwork. It was mind-numbing and necessary, mostly because the entire wizarding world would collapse if he ever took a day off.

That's what Albus personally believed, anyway. He would never know that the Ministry, the school board, and the ICW executives intentionally sent him twice as much paperwork and things to do, just to keep him so busy that he couldn't interfere in their lives so much. A Chief Warlock and Supre Mugwump with nothing to do, was very bad for everyone else, because he always stuck his crooked nose into everything.

As he paced, Albus went over his plans for Harry Potter, the savior of the wizarding world. His not-so-subtle campaign to make the boy famous and revered had paid of handsoly. Every witch and wizard in Britain, from young children to the old and infirm, knew his na.

Albus thought it was a sha he couldn't get any part of the royalties that companies paid for using the boy's na or access to the school subsidies donated on Harry's behalf, since they bypassed the school board entirely and dealt with families directly. It had been a quite a bold and ruthless action by Androda Tonks and her husband to make such ironclad contracts with all of the businesses that sold Harry Potter products.

He chuckled at soone successfully blocking him from accessing Harry Potter rchandise when he had one of the most important Potter objects stashed in his personal belongings. It was another sha that he couldn't find the Potter vault key to give to Hagrid when he went looking for the boy to take him shopping.

With that thought percolating in his mind, he paced several more tis as he thought about his plan to entice the boy by giving him the invisibility cloak for Yule with the compulsion to look for the mirror, then he would leave hints for Harry to keep searching for it, thanks to the charms he placed on the mirror.

That reminded him to add the tracking charms and to tie it to the boy's location charm he set into the puffing whirligig of his own creation. It was a modified Sneak-o-scope that gave the precise location and not just warned that an enemy was near, not that he thought the boy was an enemy. Far from it. He was just an ignorant boy raised by muggles that was grateful to be rescued from his abusive family.

Albus went to his stash that was full of other people's property. Most of them were dead, so he saw nothing wrong with keeping family heirlooms, rare tos of family magic, and other magical objects that he thought were too dangerous to leave in the hands of children, despite them being the real owners.

The search for the invisibility cloak was casual at first for about ten minutes, then grew slightly more frantic over the next ten minutes. By the ti half an hour had passed, Albus was kind of freaking out. He started tearing through everything, using both his wand and his hands to move and look under and inside everything.

When an hour had passed, Albus finally realized the truth. He had lost the cloak. He almost stumbled back to his office and slumped into his chair behind his desk. His plans would have to change slightly if he couldn't gift the boy his own cloak back or charm it to point Harry in the right direction.

Albus would need to check on a few things, plans already in motion for years, and perhaps he would give Hagrid more reasons to invite the boy to tea and to talk about the Philosopher's Stone... no, his family. Yes, his family. Stories about his brave and foolish father going on adventures would be best. It should put the boy into the right mindset to also go on his own adventures.

His slightly altered plan set, Albus went back to work and had completely forgotten about soothing his trick knee in order to go back to sleep. He had much more important things to worry about than sleep.

*

It took

nearly two hours and I was nearly done sorting through the first stack of junk and repairing everything to look for tal to convert, when Nanny popped in with her hand on a second vanishing cabinet. She also had an inordinately pleased look on her face, which made

smile. She had done sothing out of the ordinary to get the thing, I was sure.

“Do I even want to know how you got that?” I asked her and stored the second cabinet. With the pair, I could work out how they worked and how to duplicate them.

Nanny gave

a smug look, which looked really odd on a house elf's face. “Jelly!”

A male house elf that looked quite dapper wearing a butler outfit popped in. “Nanny bees calling her Jelly?”

I had to clamp my mouth shut to stop my laugh from escaping. She worked fast to have already claid a Hogwarts elf as her own.

“Youse bees staying here to keeps the Co-and-Go room for Master Harry.” Nanny ordered him.

“I bees doing it, Nanny.” Jelly said with a slight bow to her.

“I bees back.” Nanny said and gave the male elf a very particular look that made the elf shiver and give her a huge smile in return. She nodded at him and took my hand. “You bees going sowheres for a bit, Master Harry.”

Before I could ask her where, she popped us out of the castle to the grounds where the teleportation circle was. It lit up briefly and we disappeared in a flash of light, only to reappear on the one in Androda's backyard.

“You didn't.” I said and Nanny gave

a similar look to the one she gave her elf. It made

shiver and I let out the laugh I was holding in. “Damn, you really did ask her for help.”

“She bees waiting for youse.” Nanny said and handed

a pepper-up potion.

I took it and drank it, handed her the empty vial back, and went to the house as Nanny teleported back to Hogwarts. I didn't bother knocking on the door, because my detection spell told

that Androda was the only person in the house. I also went through the unlocked back door to let her know I was there. She had tweaked the alert ward years ago to my magical signature.

“Harrrry.” Androda said in a low tone, her voice dripping with sexiness.

I entered the living room and there she was, wearing tight jeans that hugged her shapely hips and a blouse that barely contained her large breasts. Shortstack, I believed was the term for a woman like her. She also had a small sniffer glass with an inch of amber liquid in it.

“How can you look even sexier than the last ti we t?” Androda asked .

I couldn't help answering her with my trademark joke prompt. “I'm Harry Potter...”

“...the best Harry Potter.” Androda said with a laugh and downed the mouthful of alcohol.

“I was going to say the sa thing to you, actually.” I said and intentionally ran my eyes from the top of her head to her feet, then slowly went all the way back up to her face as I let her see how much I appreciated the view.

Androda blushed at the look of desire on my face. “Harry...”

“You know it can only be flirting.” I interrupted her. “You're married and...”

Androda walked over to the coffee table and put her empty glass down and picked up a sheaf of papers. She walked over to

and handed them to .

I took them and quickly read through them, my eyes wide. “You can't be serious.”

“No, that's your godfather.” Androda said and closed her eyes. “Nanny gave

those and Ted signed the separation papers barely ten minutes ago. We agreed to split everything in an amicable divorce, now that we no longer have Tonks in the house to keep the family together...”

I tossed the papers into the air and she stared at them flying all over, then I scooped her up into my arms and stored the papers before I teleported us to my castle and then to my lavish trophy room. Androda's stare changed to my face and then her eyes dropped down to my chest as I stripped off for her. She let out a sexy moan at the blatant invitation and started to tear off her own clothes.

We were soon naked and rolling around on the shag carpet that was the pelt from the Manticore I had slain. Androda's desperate kisses on my face, my chest, and down my abdon, made

rock hard by the ti she reached where she really wanted to kiss .

What was it with older won being able to do that so much better? Was it experience alone or was it because they knew what they wanted and how to get it? Because sure as hell was hot, I never wanted her to stop doing what she was doing.

Androda looked at my face when I let out an indecent moan for her and I could feel her trying to smile while she also sucked on

like a champion. She didn't try to finish

off, though. She slowed down and moved to sit up on my waist.

“Why did you stop?” I asked her.

“If we're only doing it once, I want to feel it inside when you let it go.” Androda said and rubbed herself along my length to slick

up even more than her saliva had. She must have had a hidden river down there, because it just kept flowing without stopping.

“Why in the world would you think I'd only do you once?” I asked her.

Androda looked surprised for a mont, then she gave

a very smug look and shifted her hips. “All right, Harry. After tonight, you no longer have to pretend Nymphadora's .”

I waited until she shoved my mber inside before I spoke. “I never pretended she was, Andi.”

Androda caught her breath and stopped moving.

“I always made sure we were easily found and easily seen. I wanted you to stop us, because I suspected a long ti ago that you were right. I was just a phase and easy for her to latch onto until she got what she wanted.” I reached up and dug my hands into her large breasts to make her moan. “I have patiently waited years to make love to such a beautiful and sexy woman.”

“Oh, Harry!” Androda exclaid and laid down on top of

to kiss

passionately.

*

In the Co-and-Go room, two house elves were having their own little get together. The sorted, cleaned, and repaired items around them that Harry had done, drove them on to greater heights of passion. They had found soone else that cared about having a family to take care of and wanted little ones of their own to take care of while they waited for their masters to have little ones of their own.