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Chapter 12: Bonded
Arriving at the Headmasters office, Albus bade Harry and Hermione to enter. Professor McGonagall was already there and rose to great them.
"Harry, Hermione, I hope you slept well.
"Thank you Professor, yes, we slept very well," Hermione answered.
"Ah, right on time I see, please have a seat," the Headmaster offered. "May I ask what you thought of your sleeping arrangements?"
"We both found the rooms more than adequate, sir," Harry replied. "We tried sleeping in the separate rooms, only to find that Hermione shifted to my room with me during the night. It seems that the bond wants to keep us together at night and is becoming increasingly difficult to… um… er… control.
"Oh dear, I hope that the bond doesn't force you two to complete it too soon. Your magic still could become quite unstable," Albus replied worriedly.
"Have you noticed any other changes?" McGonagall asked.
"No, Professor," Hermione answered hesitantly. "Just that we can't seem to keep apart at night. I… my body was wanting him last night." They both blushed a deep red at this admission.
"Well, I certainly hope that doesn't happen for goodness sakes!" McGonagall said forcefully. "Albus, has Pomona returned the results of her examination to you yet? Are they… um… safe?" Minerva guardedly asked.
"Yes, Minerva, she has turned over the results to me, and I will discuss them with you later. Suffice it to say, both are healthy, growing children. Indeed, perhaps more than healthy. In fact, Harry will no longer need glasses and Hermione's teeth have corrected themselves and are now perfect."
"Uh, sir? I've been thinking a bit more about our sleeping arrangements," Harry started. "We were wondering if we might use the Head's room for the rest of the year. Utilising our trunks might present a problem as to where to place them. I'm not sure we can shift into them safely since the wards on them are extremely strong. I don't want to take a chance until we do more research. Climbing into them, would also present a problem, since we might not be able to avoid being seen."
"Hmm, that was supposed to be an emergency solution for one night, but I don't see why we can't make it permanent for this year. Just don't tell Percy. As a prefect he would question your use of the Head's quarters. I'll have a talk with him soon and explain your special circumstances. Ron and Neville are entitled to know as well, but try not to let anyone else know. It could prove awkward. And make sure no one sees you entering or leaving the quarters."
"With the level of your magic and if your grades continue to excel, we might continue the arrangement indefinitely. You'll have to vacate the room when I name the Head Boy position. At the moment, that will probably be Percy Weasley. Next year I'll try to have suitable arrangements for your accommodation. If by chance the bond completes, we'll have to seriously look at the married quarters. These rooms haven't been used in many years. When you get to seventh year, well… we'll see. If your grades continue to excel, I may suggest to the staff to make you Head Boy and Girl.
"I-I'm sure there are others more suitable than us, sir," Harry exclaimed. Still, he hoped that might be a possibility. They would have to work even harder to ensure that happened.
Hermione could hardly contain her excitement. Harry! That would be wonderful if we can do that. Although, there's loads of responsibility that comes with it. Oooh, we have our own room! This is perfect. It'll be hard though, we can't have a repeat of last night. I don't know how we can control it! Arrgh!
It's okay love, maybe McGonagall can help. She said to talk to her if we needed to.
"I'm going to let you get back to your room now, but Professor McGonagall will drop by later tonight. I need to discuss some things with her first," Dumbledore said.
***
"Albus, what did Pomona tell you?"
"I'm afraid those two have reached the stage where they are very fertile, Minerva. Any intercourse between the two would most likely result in a pregnancy. The magic is very strong in both of them. I want you to teach Hermione the contraceptive charm and make sure they know and use it. Potions alone won't do it, but I want you to provide them with a monthly dose to make sure. Even with that, I'm very afraid. If they complete the bond, there might be no protection we could give them. This is totally unknown territory. They have grown much more rapidly than anyone else we have experience with. They now have the physical age and looks of sixteen year olds. Next year, it may be twenty."
"Goodness, Albus! That's shocking, why… why, they're still children."
"Very smart children, it would seem, Minerva. They have advanced in knowledge faster than any I've ever seen. We'll have to keep a very close eye on them now."
***
Minerva made her way to the infirmary to pick up the necessary potions for Harry and Hermione. Madam Pomfrey prepared the potions and explained the proper use. She also provided the proper wording for the contraception spell Hermione was to use.
Quickly making her way to the Gryffindor common room, she spotted Harry and Hermione talking to Neville and Ron.
"Sorry to interrupt you four. If I may borrow Harry and Hermione for a few minutes?"
"Certainly Professor." Ron and Neville answered.
Walking out of the common room, she escorted them to her office. "Now, after talking to Professor Dumbledore, we've agreed to provide proper protection for you."
"Protection, Professor?" Harry asked.
"Indeed, Harry, both of you have reached that delicate stage where will might not be sufficient to prevent the final bonding. We don't want any unplanned, uh… accidental pregnancies."
Shock registered on Harry's and Hermione's faces. "P-pregnancies?" he stuttered.
"Oh course, Harry," Hermione reminded him. "Don't you see the probable outcome when we finally complete the bond? The magic is now so strong, I would probably conceive."
"Y-yeah, I guess so," he stuttered. "S-so w-what are you going to do, Professor?"
"Well, Harry and Hermione, I have a monthly potion you both must take and I will teach Hermione the contraceptive spell."
"Both, Professor?" Hermione asked. "Potion and spell? That seems a little extreme ma'am."
"You are both very strong magically. This is the only way we can ensure your magic won't override one of them. That is why you both have to take the potion, and Harry, I think you should do the contraceptive spell as well, to be sure. Madam Pomfrey says she has never seen the level of magic you both possess, and you're both extremely fertile.
"But… but does that mean…?"
"Yes, Harry, we think that it is only a matter of time now. Perhaps weeks or even days. You must be properly protected! Think about what bringing a child into the world at your age would mean. The scandal would surely have detrimental effects to both yourselves and the school."
***
After they had left Professor McGonagall's office, they made their way back to the Gryffindor common room. Seeing Ron and Neville in a chess match, they quietly approached them and asked them to accompany them.
"What's up Harry?" Ron asked his best mate.
"We have something to show and tell you both," Harry replied.
Walking up to the blank wall, Harry whispered the incantation and password. The wall once again squiggled and the door appeared and opened.
"Wicked!" Ron exclaimed. "So what is this?"
"Come on inside quickly, you two, we don't want anyone else to see," Hermione admonished.
"Bloody Hell!" Ron exclaimed.
"Language Ron!" Hermione tutted.
"This is great guys," Neville enthused. "Is this where…"
"Yes Nev. Ron, Neville, the Headmaster has assigned this dormitory for Hermione's and my use. We'll be sleeping here because of the bond."
"But why, Harry?" Ron wondered.
"Because of what happened over the holidays, Ron. We've already told Neville some of it. At night, our bodies shift to be with the other in bed. Something like apparating, but without the noise and other effects. We were doing it in our sleep at Hermione's place and last night we did it here. The Headmaster figured that we should have our own accommodation to keep us separate from people that don't know about the bond. That means we need to keep it quiet as long as we can until the bond completes. There are other reasons as well, but we can't discuss them. You and Ron are to be the only ones to know outside of the Headmaster and McGonagall. Emily knows, but Hermione's parents don't yet."
Neville piped up. "Through the school wards Harry? That's amazing. I didn't think that was possible."
"Evidently the school allows it, so we think the school is somehow involved with the soul bond."
Ron was a little put out, seeing the opulence of the accommodation. "Bet Percy would love this," he moaned.
"You are not to tell Percy! The headmaster was adamant about that. He's going to talk with him privately to smooth things with him. I suspect he'll offer him Head Boy next year. Then we'll have to find other accommodation," Hermione stressed.
With that, the quartet made their way back to the Gryffindor common room.
***
As bedtime crept up on them, yawns gave way to goodnights and one by one the common room emptied. Harry and Hermione waited until everyone had left before exiting to their own dorm.
At last, Harry! I'm so tired, I'm going straight to bed. Which room tonight Harry?
I think it's only right that we use yours tonight, he smirked. After all, we used mine mostly last night.
O-okay, she yawned. Let's take our potions and do the spell, just in case, although I'm so tired, I can hardly see straight.
Right, Harry grinned. I was quite warm last night, I think I'll strip down to my boxers.
Oh, is that so Mr. Potter? Well two can play at that game, I think my bra and knickers should be sufficient, she laughed.
After washing up and removing most of their clothes, they drank their potions and performed the charms.
Entering her bedroom, Harry turned and pulled Hermione into his arms. Wrapping her arms around him, she melted against him. He brushed his lips softly against hers, nipping at her lower lip. With his tongue eagerly seeking entrance to her mouth, he gently played with hers as she responded. As the kiss deepened, they sank down on the bed. Harry's lips were everywhere on her. Her lips, nose and jaw line quickly yielded to him. She moaned and drew him closer, legs wrapping around his waist. Harry she breathed, lets just explore tonight. We don't have to take the final step yet. We can please each other still.
Harry gasped, his heart beating wildly. H-Hermione, I'm starting to lose control, I-I need you!
I need you too, but we can still enjoy the experience. Let me show you Harry.
As they lay back, Hermione's small hand started to caress his chest, slowly working it's way down. She followed this with her lips.
Meanwhile Harry's hands were doing their magic as well. Softly stroking her back, his hands worked their way under her bra and sought her breasts. Cupping her right breast, he gently rolled the nipple between his thumb and forefinger, causing a gasp of pleasure from Hermione. The nipple hardened instantly as his other hand stroked her other breast. Harry was lost, his only thought was that he had to have her now.
Moaning, loudly, she brought her lips back up to his, attacking every bit of his face that she could. Stroking and nipping gently, her hand worked its way lower. She was slowly loosing control.
The blue aura firmly established itself around the duo, pushing them closer…
***
A wave of magic rolled outward from the room, disturbing anything not firmly attached. Pictures shook on the walls, waking several of the inhabitants. The Pink Lady fled from her picture to inform the headmaster.
Albus was dozing in his bed, when Armando Dippet's portrait interrupted him. "Headmaster, the Fat Lady has informed me that something has disturbed the school. She says it originated in the Gryffindor Head's room. I too, felt the magic roll through the school.
Albus was awake at once, fearing the worst. "Call Minerva and ask her to join me quickly at the Gryffindor Head's room."
Quickly checking his instruments, he found several whirring very fast and emitting puffs of smoke. This must have meant something to him, as he became even more alarmed.
"Oh dear, and I warned them! This can't be good," he muttered.
Quickly heading to the room, he met Minerva and surveyed the area. Students were sleepily poking their heads out of the Gryffindor common room wondering what had happened. Percy was trying to keep order with little success. The twins had already made their way into the corridor and looking to see if anybody had pranked them.
"Students, please return to your beds, we will investigate the disturbance. Percy, make sure no one exits the common room," the Headmaster commanded.
As the students complied, Albus quickly brought McGonagall up to date.
"It is as we feared, Minerva. My instruments show that the bond has completed! It's well that we insisted on the precautions. I was afraid they would not be able to resist the bonding much longer."
"Albus, should we disturb them now? If the bond is indeed complete, it could be very dangerous to approach them."
"We have to check on them, but be very careful. Use a strong shield as we enter."
Slowly entering the Head suite, Albus and Minerva scanned the room. It was a shambles. Furniture and books thrown everywhere. The two desks looked like matchsticks such was the devastation. Pictures were tilted and the door to the Head Girl's room was hanging loosely, its hinges ripped from the wall. The carpeting on the floor was scorched and the walls were blackened.
Peeking around the door, the found Harry and Hermione fast asleep wrapped in each other's arms. A bright golden aura surrounded them with a blue glow inside and Albus knew that to approach any closer would be very dangerous for them. Quietly they surveyed the room; found strangely, that nothing was amiss and quietly withdrew.
Outside the room, Albus repaired the door and the furnishings with a wave of his wand. Guiding McGonagall out into the corridor, he sealed the door again and asked her to join him in his office. It promised to be a long night.
***
The next morning, as students and teachers cautiously made their way down for breakfast in the Great Hall, the devastation was plainly visible. The picture inhabitants on the seventh floor had vacated all of the portraits. The suits of armour were seen cowering in corners and even the house elves were afraid to venture to the seventh floor. In the Gryffindor common room however, things were pretty much undisturbed. A few books had fallen to the floor and everyone had been awoken that night, but no damage was reported. The other common rooms had similarly escaped damage, but the corridors had clearly received the brunt of the damage. Picture frames tilted despite permanent sticking charms, statues overturned and it looked as if a giant wind had ripped through the castle. Most of the windows were damaged, with the seventh floor receiving the most damage. Whispers echoed around the tables, as students wondered what had happened.
The Headmaster had met with the staff during the night.. He was not looking forward to the reaction. Most of the staff were unaware of the extent of the bond and were not happy when they were told. Professor Snape was the most agitated.
"Potter! I should have known he would be involved!" Severus said angrily. "He's a menace to the school, Headmaster and should be expelled. The Granger girl too, she's obviously a part of the problem!"
"I'm afraid that is not possible Severus," Albus replied. "The school itself has provided the magic for this. I'm still not sure how or why, but to separate them from the school might prove disastrous. Evidently Hogwarts is protecting them at the expense of a few minor articles. I've taken a survey of the damage, and there is no permanent damage. The other houses were unaffected, although every one was jolted awake. The power that was generated last night was indeed more than I have ever seen before. I checked on our two students this morning and found them fast asleep. I would be very surprised if they will wake anytime soon. The aura surrounding them is quite awesome and has now engulfed the suite. No one will be able to enter until they awake."
At the head table, Albus waited until everyone had entered, before speaking. Magically amplifying his voice, he addressed the students.
"You may have noticed a strong display of magic last night. The evidence still lingers in the corridors. First, let me assure you that no harm was done and the school is safe. Hogwarts itself has supplied the power behind this display."
A collective gasp arose from the tables, as the students took this in. Whispers broke out once again.
***
Unaware of the fuss, the two slept on, smiles on their faces and pleasant dreams shared. The bond continued to push, but was much diminished over the raw power that had finally forced their mating. Lying on their sides, legs wrapped around each other, Harry's member was still firmly inside Hermione, pulsing strongly. Both were moaning in their sleep.
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