Author Note :- I suckith muchith. Sorry guys about the two month wait for Chapter 10. My muses were all fried by the bug zapper and then shot, stabbed, cremated and spread over most of Canada. I decided to make it up to you all by adding in some Harmonious Smut so I think I've earned the NC-17 rating, advanced warning for everyone.
I'd like to say Chapter 11 will be out quicker than this one, but I tried that on Chapter 9 and look what happened to 10, so I will do my best. With a little work my email can be found. Feel free to poke me if it's too long before I update again. I hope everyone enjoys. Standard Disclaimy stuff on Chapter 1.
Oh, special notes, Thanks to Riza Marie and Toma320 for the Watch Ideas
"Harry! HARRY!" a voice yelled, close to his ear, "Get up Harry! We need to get out of here now!"
Harry's eyes fluttered open slowly, grabbing his glasses and sliding them on he looks up to find Hermione in her Auror robes, wand drawn. He awakened immediately and grabbed his wand. He jumped up and put on his robes and boots.
"What's wrong?" he asked quickly.
"We've got trouble," She replied, "Something is coming, we need to go."
"What? Who? How?" Harry asked, but years of experience had him running out the door with Hermione, they fled down the stairs and through the empty bar.
They bolted out the door and ran across the street into a dark alleyway. Hermione took the lead, holding Harry's hand as she dragged him through the maze of alleys. They turned rapidly and Harry begun to hear the sounds of loud footsteps behind them as they ran.
"Oh Merlin! It's gaining." Hermione's voice had taken on a hint of fear now.
They ran through the darkness, Harry kept looking back and seeing a red glow starting to brighten on the walls each time they turned. He looked back and his foot caught on a trashcan tripping him over. He fell to the ground with a thud and rolled through the puddles and sludge coating the floor.
"Harry! Get up and run!" Hermione screamed.
He climbed to his feet and ran as fast as he could, the sound of footsteps much louder now. They reached a junction and turned right, running as fast as they could, turning a corner and hitting a dead end.
"Oh Merlin," Hermione banged her fists on the wall, tears starting to flow down her cheeks "Harry, what are we going to do?"
"We'll be okay Mione, I'll look after you, I promise," Harry put his hand on her shoulder, "We just need a distraction."
"That's it Harry!" she reached over and shoved her hands into his pockets, rummaging around and drawing out a Decoy Detonator.
"Wait!" Harry yelled as she threw it to the ground, "That's jinxed!"
The alleyway was suddenly filled with pink smoke, Harry coughed and waves his hand before his face as the smoke cleared. Like the twins before Hermione's clothing was suddenly transfigured into a bright pink dress.
"Harry!" she screamed as if it was his fault, "Undo this now!"
"I tried to stop you," he replied, about to take his wand and fix the damage when he realised he didn't have it, "I dropped my wand back when I fell!"
"I'll do it then" She scowled and tapped the dress with her wand.
This time only Hermione was swallowed by the pink smoke. It slowly dissipated and Hermione's dress had shrunk, it was now a gaudy electric pink. The hem had risen to halfway up her thighs and the cleavage had dropped revealing a lot of flesh. Not needing to increase what was already there the dress reformed to emphasise her breasts, pushing them up and out. Both sides of the dress also now had slits to the hip. Harry could only stand and stare as the footsteps came closer.
"It still looked better on me you know," a voice said, the alleyway filling with a red light.
Harry turned around and saw a huge hell hound closing in on them, his eyes worked up the body of red fur to the collection of heads. He blinked a few times and stared, the left and right heads were those of Fred and George Weasley, the middle head was Ginny.
"Definitely brother," George said, "I think even I would look better in that outfit."
"I concur" Fred grinned.
"Oh shut up you two, she looks incredibly sexy and I think Harry agrees based on the tent in his robes," Ginny scolded her brothers while Harry blushed.
"It's not what you think Ginny, I mean … she's just my friend … but any guy … that outfit …" Harry tripped and tumbled over his own tongue, trying to walk back into the wall and hide his crotch.
"Is she the reason you work so much? Are you having an affair?" Ginny accused, her tone was playful however.
"No! I never even think about Mione that way … not until the other day I mean … but I'd never have an affair." Harry replied firmly.
"Would it really be an affair though?" George's head asked.
"Might as well not be together really," Fred added.
"What are you two talking about?" Ginny asked angrily.
"Well, he's never with you after all," George replied.
"And it's not like you really love him," said Fred's head.
"Just love the idea of him,"
"Even after all this time, still in love with,"
"The Famous Harry Potter."
"I do love Harry, and he loves me" Ginny snorted.
"How can you love him? You don't know him after all" pointed out George.
"That's not true, you love me don't you Harry?" Ginny asked.
Harry went to reply but paused, struck by a thought. The glowing red eyes of all three of the Weasleys stared at him. Did he love Ginny? Was he with her because he wanted to be or just because he didn't want to break up with her and risk the backlash.
"I don't know Ginny." Harry replied quietly.
The alleyway was filled with a cloud of pink smoke again, Harry looked around unable to see anything through the haze. He heard a voice which sounded a lot like his own asking, "So who do you love?"
A small patch of the haze started to clear and an image of Hermione laying in the hospital wing petrified filled the gap before fading again. To his left another window appeared this time Hermione falling after being struck by Dolihov's curse. Images kept appearing around him, Harry and Hermione rescuing Sirius, fretting over the first task, the Yule Ball, her scowling at him when his potion was better than hers.
The smoke left and Harry was standing in the room of requirements. Hermione was standing in the middle of the room, the outfit had changed to the third form. It was now a pink see-through teddy and beneath only a pink thong. He stood and stared in disbelief for what felt like an hour.
He could see every curve of her body through the teddy and she hadn't seemed to notice yet. He knew he'd probably never get another chance to see this sight so tried to memorize everything. From the tone of her skin including the darkened skin around her nipples to the shape of her legs.
"What are you looking at Harry?" Hermione asked.
"Uhh …" Harry tried to think of a suitable response and gestured vaguely in her direction.
"Huh?" she looked down and turned bright red, trying and failing to cover herself with her arms, "Harry! What did your spell do to me?"
"That isn't part of my spell … I don't know how that happened …" Harry stuttered.
"This isn't fair, I'm practically naked here and you're fully dressed, we don't seem to be in any danger anymore, you should even the score." Hermione stated.
"Even the score? What? How?" Harry replied, looking around the room which looked like it had during fifth year when he needed somewhere to train the DA.
"Well, to start you should take off your Auror Robes." Hermione replied, her arms crossed over her breasts and her foot tapping impatiently.
"Err, okay I guess," Harry was rapidly loosing the plot, something seemed strange about everything but the answer was just out of reach. He pulled his robe up over his head and felt a chill. His eyes opened as he looked down to find himself completely naked. The sound of laughter started to fill the room as he looked up he was surrounded by the DA. Turning bright red he covered himself with his hands and sought an escape with his eyes.
"Harry, this way!" He turned to see Hermione holding the door open for him, without a thought he ran through the doorway and found himself in an unfamiliar room.
"Mione? Where am I?" Harry asked bewildered.
"Well you wouldn't recognise it, this was my Head Girl room during seventh year," She replied, standing next to a desk, she looked over her shoulder at him, "Trying to one up me now?"
"Not exactly." Harry replied sheepishly, trying to cover his arousal as he looked up and down Hermione's back.
Hermione rolled her eyes and pulled the teddy up over her head and tossed it aside. She then she slowly pulled down the pink thong, bending at the knees to deny him the peek. Turning to face him, he quickly shut his eyes.
"Why are you closing your eyes Harry, I know you've wanted to see me naked since the Yule Ball. I've seen your little glances when you thought I wasn't looking. I've watched how you undress me with your eyes and then try and hide how hard I've made you." She spoke with a quiet sexy voice, slowly moving over to him, "Open your eyes Harry, I want you to look at me."
Harry slowly opened his eyes to find Hermione standing before him smiling softly. She reached out and moved his hands away to reveal his erect cock. She slowly licked her upper lip and took his shaft in her hand. She let her fingers slide up and down his length.
"Mmm, I've wanted to do this forever" Hermione purred softly and then pushed him back onto her bed.
In a sort of trance Harry shuffled back as Hermione moved closer. She placed her hands on the bed and pulled herself along. She crawled onto the bed and moved closer to him, reaching out to place her hand around his cock again. She slowly started to stroke her hand up and down the length. She grinned playfully and blew gently over the tip making Harry shiver from the sensation.
With a playful glint in her eye she moved ever closer, sliding her tongue out to flick over the tip. She kept her hand moving slowly as her tongue worked around the head. Harry let out a quiet groan as she teased his erection so gently. Invigorated by his sounds of pleasure Hermione opened her mouth and took the tip of his cock inside. She sucked on the tip gently, smiling to herself while he groaned as her mouth moved down his shaft.
With her mouth grasped around his cock firmly, her tongue teasing the sensitive spot beneath the head then her hand increased its pace. Harry groaned softly and reached down to move her hair away from her face. She started taking him in deeper, moving her mouth along his shaft. Her hand let go and snuck down her own body, she reached between her legs and let a finger brush across her clit. A shiver to ran through her body and she moaned softly, the vibrations running up Harry's cock.
She looked up into his eyes and grinned slyly as her lips left his shaft, she flicked the tip of her tongue over the head slowly.
"I want you inside Harry," she said with a lusty voice.
Harry found his voice lacking and just nodded his consent as she crawled up his body, letting her lips leave a trail of hot kisses across his flesh. She straddled his hips and he groaned as her hot pussy rubbed over his length. He reached up and pulled her down for a long deep kiss while she rocked her hips back and forth.
She raised her hips slowly and reached between them, guiding his cock to her opening and then she lowered herself. With a combined moan he felt the tightness as the tip entered her opening. She slowly forced herself lower, occasionally raising her hips and pushing back down until she completely impaled herself on his shaft.
Harry reached up and slowly placed his hands on her breasts as she started to work her hips up and down, riding him slowly and softly. He grasped at her soft flesh and groaned as she quickened the pace in response. He brushed his thumbs over her hard nipples and gave each a gentle pinch. She purred softly in response and leaned closer, pushing her breasts into his hands.
Over time her pace quickened and her breathing grew laboured. Harry groaned in unison and started to thrust his hips up to meet hers. Every time their bodies met the pace was a fraction faster and harder, every second that passed put them both closer to the peak.
"Oh gods Mione, I'm close!" Harry groaned deeply.
"Mmm, me too Harry, do it, cum inside me, please!" Hermione replied followed by a deep moan.
They started chanting each others name over and over as they both felt their climaxes approaching swiftly. Hermione reached down and put her hands on his shoulders and started to shake him, still calling his name rapidly.
"Harry! Harry! Harry? Harry?" her voice turned inquisitive right as the climax hit for them both. Harry groaned as he felt his balls tighten then his cock throb as it started shooting his hot sticky cum up into. Harry was suddenly jolted and looked up to see Hermione sitting over him in her Auror robes again. He reached for his glasses and looked around to find himself in their room in the Leaky Cauldron.
"Harry? Are you okay? You were calling my name, another nightmare?" Hermione asked, worry painted all over her face.
Sudden realisation swept over Harry and it took all of his control not to turn bright red. Especially when he shifted slightly and felt the warm sticky patch over his crotch.
"Yeah, it's alright now though, how long was I asleep?" Harry asked.
"About two hours, not long. Need more?" Hermione replied.
"Nah, I'll be fine, I'll just hop in the shower real quick then we can get out and about so we've got an alibi for today." Harry yawned slightly and then smiled at Hermione.
"Yeah, definitely need a shower, you smell horrible" she teased then took a few sniffs around him, for a moment a puzzled expression took over.
Hoping he wasn't caught Harry bolted up from the couch and walked over to the bathroom, keeping his front away from her.
"Fine then I'll dive in the shower before I offence your delicate nose my dear" he shot back a little late as he crossed the room.
Hermione shook her head and then went back to the book she was reading before she woke Harry. Harry leant back against the bathroom door and sighed, the dream still in the front of his mind and the results in the front of his boxers. He quickly stripped and hopped into the shower, letting the hot water fall over him.
This all had to be an old crush resurfacing from Hogwarts. He hoped he could get over her again if she was to be his new partner. His thoughts quickly ran through scenarios, pondering how he had lost partners before. Kingsley was very unlikely to change it through persuasion, he had Harry pegged, Hermione was the only one able to control him. Transfer was also very unlikely, neither of them wanted to leave Britain anytime soon. That only left serious injury really.
Despite his apparent death wish to anyone who watched him work or checked his record, Harry didn't want to get injured or die. He still had too much to do and dying would really be inconvenient in the next couple of months. Perhaps he could schedule it for next year, after he used up all his overdue holiday time of course.
He was getting sidetracked, he was considering how to get Hermione reassigned. His thoughts dwelled over her getting injured but that brought a rather uncomfortable ache to his attention.
"Okay, I'm stuck with Hermione, that's not a problem … having a partner that distracts me is always useful." Harry sighed and let his head lean against the tiles, "Seems like I'll get to die the same way I lived during my teenage years, erect at awkward times."
Harry finished his shower and cleaned up his suit as best he could before going back out. He swallowed down one of his potion vials and transformed back into Paul. Stepping outside he found Suzette sitting at the table reading as usual.
"Are we ready to go out then?" he asked casually.
She looked up and smiled then nodded. They popped downstairs and had a quick lunch before wandering around the area. They tried to visit as many places as possible while staying in each long enough to be remembered. Hermione was pretty good at that, asking strange and obscure questions that would ensure she was remembered.
Harry even risked a memory charm or two to make some people remember them being there that morning. They spent several hours working on the alibi before returning to the Cauldron for dinner.
"Hey Suze," came Isabelle's voice from nearby, Harry's eyes quickly spotted the raven haired lady sitting a few tables over. She stood and came over to sit with Harry and Hermione.
"Hey Isabelle, how's your day been?" Hermione asked.
"Uneventful, lost my boy early this morning." Isabelle grumbled, both of the Aurors caught onto the hidden meaning instantly.
"Oh? How'd he slip by you?" Hermione replied casually.
"I think he had a Portkey, didn't hear any apparition and he was in the room this morning when I woke but wasn't shortly later."
"Maybe he's started work early?" Harry added.
"It's possible I suppose, he's going to get an earful when he comes home though. He could have left me a note." Isabelle grumbled.
"If we see him we'll let you know" Harry commented, receiving a nod in return.
"Oh, have you heard about the attacks this morning?" Isabelle asked.
"Only rumours around here, they say St. Mungo's was attacked by the Death Eaters." Harry replied casually, "Have you heard anything? They said some Aurors were injured."
"I heard that there were five in the hospital for emergency treatment," Isabelle replied.
"Five? I heard seven," Harry replied with a raised eyebrow.
"Well I also heard we lost four," Isabelle added, Harry quickly put on his passive expression.
Four lost meant that one had recovered from their injuries but it also meant one more had died from theirs. Hermione gave his hand a squeeze under the table and he refocused on Isabelle.
"Did you hear what I said?" she asked.
"Sorry, lost in thought for a moment," Harry replied.
"I just said there was some good deals over at the Weasley's place, you two should check them out before closing." Isa repeated with a pleasant smile and knowing look.
"Not really my thing, but I'll take a look," Harry replied, "Thanks for the tip."
Harry let Hermione and Isabelle share some girl talk while he ate. He knew that Hermione wasn't too into it, but it helped appearances. He let his mind wander to what the twins wanted. They knew he was out undercover and they would have had to contact Shacklebolt to get the message through. That implied that whatever it was, was either important or useful to them.
They finished up shortly and bid goodbye to Isabelle before heading back into Diagon Alley. They wandered down to the twin's shop and slipped inside. Ignoring the reception desk they went straight to the elevator and went for the offices.
"Name?" inquired the receptionist
"Paul Icewell, here to see Fred and George." Harry smiled.
"We've been expecting him Janice," Fred poked his head out of the door, "Andy and Daz want to see you both."
Harry nodded and they all went to the research floor.
"So what's so important that we were called from assignment?" Hermione asked.
"We put Andy and Daz onto the watches full time after you left." Fred replied.
"Never know when they might come in handy after all." George added.
"And with the raids this morning,"
"Ron told us what happened and what's going to happen."
"So we thought we'd intercept you at first chance and update the watches."
"Before you go thwacking the hornet's nest."
"Sounds good," Harry smiled and nodded "Thanks guys."
"Don't thank us just yet" Fred grinned as he led them into the other twin's workshop.
"Late you are," commented Andy as they entered.
"Not on time at all." added Daz.
"Better late than never we suppose,"
"Never is not good at all."
"Fourth and Fifth Tricks are ready."
"Ready they are."
"Give us watches and we'll play."
"Play we will, once we receive."
The pair of Aurors slid their watches off and handed them over to the twins who set to work immediately. Meanwhile Hermione wandered over to the design board and started reading the notes. Harry looked to Fred and George with an inquisitive look.
"Can you tell us what's being added or do we have to wait for them?"
"Suppose we could let you know, Fred?" George replied
"Well firstly there is the fourth function, this is a special one off we're afraid. But if you flip the watch to the top left and press the big red button."
"Then you'll be invisible for about two minutes, like the cloak or more accurately like our hats." George explained.
"However since it is such a powerful spell required, it's duration is very small and as yet we can't find a way to recharge it." Fred added
"So one shot to save our butts as a last resort." Harry asked
"Pretty much," Fred replied, "The fifth function is based off a Muggle idea actually. The twins are muggle born and were telling us about these lie detector things that the Polis men use?"
"Policemen," Hermione corrected, having joined them to hear about the watches.
"Right, so if you are up against someone really strong at Occlumency, you can't break into their minds to find out if they're lying." George started.
"So take out the little lead from the watch when you flip it left and attach it to their wrist, whenever they tell a lie, the watch will flash red." Fred ended.
"Not the most convenient of means, I mean someone's is going to get suspicious if we try it on them out of the blue. But when we're interrogating someone it could be very useful." Harry commented.
"Sounds like the meeting was worthwhile then," Hermione smiled at the twins.
"You thought it wouldn't be?" Fred asked with a shocked expression.
"We may like our practical jokes but we'd never risk a top risk investigation for a little revenge," George added with a matching expression.
"… yes you would" Harry commented, "What about the time you blew that two week stakeout to get revenge on me spiking your drinks at Ron's birthday and turning your tongues green for a month?"
"Err," Fred paused for a few moments, "Forgot about that"
"Damn, almost got away with the serious look,"
"We had Hermione going for a bit though." Fred and George cracked into big grins as she rolled her eyes.
"Hold on, it was these two that blew the dockside stakeout?" Hermione scowled as she caught onto what Harry said.
"Dockside?"
"Never been there,"
"Honest"
"Scout's Honour!"
"The scouts are a muggle thing, therefore I doubt either of you have ever been boy scouts."
"Watches are ready," interrupted Darren
"Ready the watches are," added Andrew.
"Ah good," George breathed a sigh of relief as it seemed to distract Hermione a moment. They both slid their watches back on and checked the new additions.
"Mind if we test them out? Well obviously not the invisibility." Hermione asked with an innocent tone as she flipped her watch left and took the lead.
"Erm, I suppose so," replied Fred holding out his wrist, she attached the lead to his skin and looked at the watch.
"Was it you and George who blew four weeks of my work to try and catch a drug smuggling ring by alerting the criminals to Harry's whereabouts via the use of fireworks?" Hermione asked sharply.
"Err, no?" Fred tried, the watch instantly glowed red.
"I knew it!" Hermione shouted, "Do you two have any idea how hard I worked to track them down and find out where they were hiding!"
"Help!" Fred looked to Harry for support who held up his hands and smirked.
"She's already screamed herself blue at me for that little incident and I kept my mouth shut, looks like it's time to pay the piper" Harry chuckled and sat back with Andy and Daz to watch.
"I am so mad right now, words just can't express it" she fumed and took out her wand, sending a flock of canaries chasing after the twins who had run from the room.
"Very impressive spell work," Daz commented as the bright yellow birds swarmed over the red headed twins.
"Ingenious Spell as well." Andy added offering some popcorn to Harry who took some with a smile.
"I always liked this spell too," He chewed on the offered treat, "where did the popcorn come from?"
"We always keep some around for the shows."
"Always a show to watch, useful to have nearby." Daz said through a mouthful as they watched Fred and George running up and down the hallway.
"How long does the spell last?" Andy inquired.
"About five minutes," Harry answered.
"Very Impressive" Andy and Daz commented together.