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Harry Potter And The Family Of The Demon King

Ch. 1: Voldemort's Last Stand

 

 

This is an au for the sixth book of Harry Potter. I have converged two stories, my own creation `The Mistress And The Servant' and J.K. Rowling's Harry Potter. Expect some ways to cast magic and a new definition of evil.

 

 

 

 

Harry was lying in bed with a lightly snoring Hermione Granger resting her head on his bare chest. They had been having intercourse for a while, and Hermione was pregnant, Harry had no clue of what to do. His kid was a month and a half already, Voldemort was still at large and growing even more powerful, and there was no way Hermione was going to give birth over a vacation. Only he and Hermione knew, even Dumbledore was clueless to this, teen pregnancy for a prefect/honor student isn't common or looked highly upon.

 

Harry carefully slipped out of his bed and got dressed in his nightclothes. He walked down to the kitchen on the first floor from the third in the `House of Black'. His thoughts whirled around what kind of punishment they would get for expressing their love, from his aunt and uncle, Hermione's parents, and even Dumbledore would be scrapping for a place to punish them.

 

He was met in the kitchen, by none other than; Dumbledore sitting at the table, drinking a glass of water, “Come sit Harry, I think there is something on your mind.”

 

Harry sat at the table across from Dumbledore with scared aura around him. “What is troubling you Harry, you can tell me.”

 

“Something wonderful yet terrible has happened.”

 

“What is it, I might be able to help?”

 

“I can't tell you.”

 

“Why not, it's not like Hermione is pregnant.” He gave a chuckle than his features hardened as he noticed Harry's lack of comfort at that analogy. “She is pregnant… with your child?”

 

Harry gave a curt nod and looked away from Dumbledore.

 

Dumbledore's features softened again as he began to think of the great combination of the two would make. “I think that is only wonderful, how long has she been pregnant?”

 

“A month and a half, our fist time in mid-July.”

 

“So the baby will be born by mid-March? I will make a note of it and help the two of you out as much as possible.”

 

Harry gave a smile and they heard light footsteps at the door to the kitchen; it was Hermione. She walked next to Harry was instantly placed in his lap. She was a little nervous with Dumbledore present, but Harry was explaining things to her. “Really?”

 

“Yes, but we need to get you registered.” Harry told his Hermione.

 

“Registered for what?” Dumbledore was wondering how many secrets they kept from him.

 

“An ani-magus. One year we made a polyjuice potion and I was accidentally turned into a cat-human, remember? Now I can transform into a cat person at will.” She transformed into a cat person, still on Harry's lap, she felt lighter in cat form, and more graceful. She looked more feminine than cat-like, like an erotic sex goddess, she was still developing, and so was her cat side.

 

They had all come to the `House Of Black' by the first of July, then Harry and Hermione got closer each day, then on the fifteenth they had their first time. They were mated, that is animal and demon marriage, by Hermione biting Harry's nape, leaving a bruised bite mark that would eventually become nearly white skin.

 

Luna was here, and was slowly becoming less-trance-like, thanks to Ron, her new boyfriend. She is actually a real party girl, when she has enough wine; she went for Hermione and Harry and Ron and Ginny all at once the last time she had some wine when the house was empty. Needless to say, Hermione, after biting Harry, was very protective over her Harry.

 

“You two are just full of surprises, I see that you marked Harry.” He pointed to the bite mark on the nape of Harry's neck. Dumbledore saw how uncomfortable they were on that subject. “Worried about your sixth year?”

 

“Kind of, just with me being… you know.”

 

“We were hoping if we could have a dorm to ourselves or something.” Harry completed.

 

Dumbledore was in thought, thinking for a way to help the two kids, especially with Hermione's growing stomach. “I can't treat you two any differently, even if the circumstances are changed. But if you can make room larger than actually is, can't we make stomach look smaller than it actually is?”

 

Harry and Hermione were really grateful, that he gave the idea. “I can't help you when McGonagall finds out. But, I know a portrait you can hide in, we can say you found it, but you must stay in your respective rooms for a week or so for show.”

 

“I didn't think so.” Harry said as he started through the door after Hermione.

 

“We will have a place to ourselves even in school tomorrow! I can't wait.” Hermione was excited about going to school and having the same room as Harry.

 

“I can, especially when you get bigger.” Harry said and placed a hand on Hermione's stomach.

 

“Ugh.” Hermione said with ample distaste for what the Slytherins would say when they noticed. She made a startling revelation about her time in Hogwarts. “What if my parents want me for Christmas, or when we get off the train, together, what will they say or do?”

 

“I think at that time, I should start to run.” Harry was half serious about running.

 

“They will not touch you or our kid!”

 

“I think we should live her, with Kreacher gone and Sirius's mother being scared off, it would be very quiet for us. We could even enlist help of Dobby to keep this place up.”

 

“How could we keep paying him without a jobs of our own, we also need baby stuff, and things for food and cleaning things to clean the house.”

 

“You forgot the massive amount of money Fred and George make.”

 

“How is that going to help us?”

 

“I am a partner for them, with my winnings in the Tri-Wizarding tournament. I get monthly installments for one third of all profit that doesn't go to research and development, payrolls, paying for supplies, or the rent.”

 

“How much is that?” she was very skeptical.

 

“A six figure salary in galleons. This month was about six hundred thousand.”

 

Hermione almost choked on the air that she was breathing. “How?!”

 

“They are packed nearly all the time, with twenty-four hour store hours, not closed on Sunday, they make a lot of cash.”

 

“I won't be able to sleep much with the moaning going on next door.” Hermione said as they passed Ron and Luna's door on the third floor.

 

“I don't want to think about them.” Harry said sitting at his desk and turning on the laptop he got over the summer and heard Hermione do the same to the one she already had on the desk close to his. “What are you doing?”

 

“I am just going to read some of my e-books until morning.”

 

“Which one?”

 

“I am going to read Bitten by Kelley Armstrong. The sci-fi romance you gave me.” (That is a real book, it is really good, its about a werewolf girl, so if you like that sort of thing; read it. It is heinous!)

 

“I thought that was good book.”

 

“I forgot that you read it. What are you doing?”

 

“Some math for budget and some other things. I have the Black fortune, the Potter fortune, and a hefty salary from Fred and George's shop, we are frickin' rich.”

 

“'We'?”

 

“Yeah, you think I am going to abandon you?”

 

Hermione gave a warm smile and wheeled her chair over to sit next to Harry to see him work. Soon the sun was coming up and the two eventually had somehow come to have sex during the night. “Morning beautiful.”

 

“Harry, it is awfully early to wake up, come back to bed.” She said to him as she rolled over to reveal her naked body when he got dressed.

 

“You have to see this, I am going to drop-kick them.” Harry snickered out.

 

“Harry!” Hermione's mouth was open with shock.

 

“Hey, we don't get any sleep last night, then they don't get to sleep in!”

 

Hermione couldn't disagree with that logic and climbed into her bathrobe. They walked to the door that led to Luna and Ron's content snoring behind it. Harry carefully opened the door and slinked to the side Ron was sleeping on. “Bonsai!” Harry yelled as he jumped and landed his butt in-between the two, his head on Ron's chest, pinning the sheets under his head, and his legs bounced off Luna, taking the sheets off her body.

 

“What the fuck Harry!?” Luna yelled at Harry as she registered she was naked and completely visible.

 

Ron was still recovering.

 

“Wakey, wakey.” Harry said as Hermione held her sides with laughter.

 

Ron shoved Harry off of them and onto the floor. “What the hell do you think you are doing to us, giving us a heart attack?”

 

“You two were moaning all night, we didn't get any sleep, and so you don't get to sleep in.”

 

Hermione had her arms crossed and was leaning against the doorframe as Ron and Luna took pillows to Harry's head. “Alright! I'll leave!” Harry went and took Hermione's arm; they were going to take a `bath'.

 

Hermione and Harry ate some of Molly Weasley's eggs and with Dumbledore who was reading the `Daily Prophet' and having some coffee. “Who are you getting to Hogwarts? Are you taking the train?” Harry asked after swallowing a mouth full of eggs.

 

“I will go by floo powder to my office, Harry.”

 

“Do we know the new Defense Against The Dark Arts teacher is?” Hermione asked putting her fork down not really hungry.

 

“Hermione…” Harry said hinting at her `condition'.

 

“He is right Hermione, you really should eat.” Dumbledore was telling her now. “I have re-hired Remus Lupin.”

 

“Sick!” Harry was happy that they would get a good teacher this year.

 

Hermione was now slowly turning cat to eat all of her food and you could see her ears slightly poking through her head. Her head shifted upwards and everyone stared at her as she sniffed the air and her eyesight turned to the kitchen door where there stood a girl going onto her first year with long straight brunet hair.

 

“Dumbledore, who is she?” Harry stared at the little girl.

 

“There is another, Harry.” Hermione said as she sniffed again.

 

“How does she know that?” Molly asked amazed.

 

“We made a poly juice potion one year and she had an accident.” Ron said as he comes in the opposite door with Luna and Ginny.

 

“Sasha, come here. These are the people who own the house.” Dumbledore said to the little girl as everyone watched. “Where is your sister, Sadie?”

 

On cue a girl about year younger than her sister came in, she had dark crimson eyes and chocolate brown hair that went down to her back.

 

“Whoa, look at her eyes.” Ron said as Hermione and Luna stared at the girl, she had girlish features and fangs that could cut through steel.

 

The girls thought she was cute, Ron was intent on finding out how she got those eyes, and Harry was trying to talk to Sasha, who wasn't getting any attention.

 

“How old are you?”

 

Sasha stared at Harry weirdly. “How could he be the one to be connected to Voldemort? He is not even stronger than I am!” she said to Dumbledore.

 

Everyone looked at the girl like she had two heads. “Sasha that is very impolite, what would your father say if he heard you talking about Harry like that?” Dumbledore scolded the girl.

 

Sasha pouted a little and turned to Harry, “I am sorry for being belligerent.”

 

“Hermione she has a vocabulary to rival yours!” Harry said as he registered what she said. “Oh, I am not offended, younger kids are known for their bluntness.”

 

“Who are their parents?” Hermione asked Dumbledore.

 

“Their parents are, two sixth years in Hogwarts. They will pick them up after they get sorted, the four of them get a dorm to themselves, next to the portrait.” He whispered that last part.

 

“They get their own dorm?” Molly asked cleaning some dishes. “Why is that?” she overheard

 

Dumbledore had an odd expression on his face; fear. “Um…uh.” Dumbledore couldn't answer.

 

Hermione had to take one for the team this time. “Mrs. Weasley, can I talk to you for a minute, outside this room?”

 

The girls walked out and Harry looked at Dumbledore who was now sweating. “Can I have some help and be allowed to floo powder to the Gryffindor common room, or can I at least go hide?”

 

“Yes, you may, Ron, can you go get Harry's luggage?”

 

Ron disappeared out the door and appeared pushing Harry's luggage. “I am moving as fast as I can.” Ron urged out, they could hear Hermione stalling, knowing what Ron's mother would do.

 

They got into the fireplace and flooed it to the tower. Dumbledore etched a note saying it was alright for Harry to floo powder up to the tower. “Go now!” Dumbledore said handing him the note.

 

“What?!?!” came Mrs. Weasley's yell as Hermione couldn't stall anymore. “HARRY JAMES POTTER, GET IN HERE!”

 

Harry was already at the tower met by Dobby, who was cleaning the common room.

 

“Harry Potter?” came his weak, almost afraid voice.

 

“Yes, sorry about all the dust and grime.” He handed Dobby the note from Dumbledore.

 

“Its alright Harry Potter sir, may I ask what is so urgent that you need to hide here?”

 

“Um, Ron's mother is on the war path from what me and Hermione did.”

 

Dobby snapped his fingers and all the grime came off the Carpet and Harry and crammed up into the fireplace. “What exactly did young Harry Potter do?” he leaned forward, eager for the answer.

 

Harry sat on the couch and looked up at the ceiling. “Dobby, just call me `Harry'.”

 

“Alright, `Harry', what did you and Miss Granger do?”

 

“I got Hermione pregnant.” Harry mumbled out, but Dobby's sharp ears caught it all.

 

“You…you…are going…to be…a…a…fa-father?”

 

Harry nodded and sighed. “We get our own dorm room on the staircase, Dumbledore knows, but Ron's mother is out to skin me alive, we are only sixteen.”

 

Dobby continued his cleaning and started to hum a strange song. “Did you hear about the rumors of letting two under-aged students into Hogwarts?”

 

“I met them, one girl named Sasha, and another girl named Sadie. Sadie has crimson eyes and long brown hair, Sasha has rich brown eyes and hair.”

 

“Oh, I know their parents.”

 

“You do?”

 

“I just met them the other day, they told me about their kids when I said I knew you and now I can see where they are.”

 

“Hey Dobby, I was wondering, what would you think to be a house elf for the `House Of Black' during the summer? It is a big house and I need help keeping it up with Hermione. I can pay you.”

 

Dobby looked up at the ceiling as if to think. “How much?”

 

“Thirty galleons a week, and three hot meals a day with a warm bed in a room all to your own?”

 

Dobby grinned, “Deal.”

 

Harry grabbed his trunk and opened it for his Laptop. He started to type up something, an e-mail to Hermione's wireless laptop.

 

Hey Hermione,
Just wondering how things are going there? How mad is Molly, and does Ron and Luna know yet? Write back real soon, so I don't die from anxiety.

 

 

Love Harry

 

He got a reply minutes later from Hermione;

 

Harry,
I am sorry I had drove you off with that, but I figure give her a year to cool off and she should be all right, I hope. She was about to wring your neck, as if I had no say in this, she was fuming, and yes, Ron and Luna now Know. They were asking me if I was going to keep the baby and if so; what to name it, what should we name it? Tell me when we get there, bye!

 

Harry gave a heavy sigh and typed to surf the net to his favorite book sites. He had grown quite found of books ever since Hermione and him had confessed their feelings. (You want I can write a flashback on that, knowing me, it will be funny!)

 

He started to read some e-books waiting for the train to arrive. He was permitted to roam the halls, with Dobby of course, and he ran into Hagrid.

 

“'Arry! What r' you doing ere?”

 

“Harry got in trouble at the house with Mrs. Weasley.” Dobby said with a snigger.

 

“'Arry! I am surprised at you, you are a good kid, what did you do?”

 

“You know Hermione?” Harry started. Hagrid nodded. “Well…”

 

Dobby jumped onto Hagrid's shoulder seeing Harry was uncomfortable with this. “He got Hermione pregnant and Mrs. Weasley just found out today.” He whispered and by Harry's blush, anyone could see it was true.

 

“I really don' know what ter say, that is wonderful and bad all at once.”

 

“Dumbledore knows, he is giving me and Hermione our own dorm together. If you could tell the teachers, but not let any student know, would be great, because it was all I could to tell Dobby.”

 

“I would be honoured to spread the news. Anyone you don't want to know on the staff?”

 

“Snape.”

 

Hagrid rolled his eyes and motioned for Harry to follow, it was dark out and the train was about to arrive. Harry waited patiently for the train to completely dock before he even moved. “Oh Hagrid, I was wondering if you could take the trunk to the dorm room if you know it?”

 

“I know what one it is, I'll take care of it!” he called as he turned around to take care of the first years.

 

“Whoa!” Harry called as Hermione lunged at his back and latched onto his neck from Behind. “I missed you too.” He grinned.

 

“Mrs. Weasley has calmed down, so you wont get killed when you come home.”

 

“Yay for me.” Harry heard the murmurs as people saw them on nearby the train and why he wasn't on it. “Lets talk about this later, lets head for the carriages.”

 

“Did you hear? You-know-who has died at the hands to the demon king!” Harry heard Neveill say as he bounded to him with a `Daily Prophet' that showed that the ministry found and identified the body as no one else's but Voldemort's.

 

Harry took the paper. The body showed huge claw marks of two different sizes and magical burns, but other than that the body was well intact. “Who or what could have done that?! You would have to come straight out of hell for it that power!” he read on as they found the demon had taken all major death eaters into custody or killed them. The minor death eaters are now on the run from the police who thank this new powerful being.

 

Hermione kissed Harry and then left with a smile on her face. “One less thing to worry about!”

 

“My calendar just opened up for the next two years!” They started to walk to the carriages yet again with their friends. The DA was now only a minor club, death eaters are now on the ropes because of some new wizard, and Voldemort had died; life was looking up for Young Master Harry Potter.