Chapter 13: The Long Summer Part 1

If Harry was to describe his current emotions in one word it would have to be bored. Bored of being confined to Potter Manor with his brother and parents as James Potter had gone to Def-Con 2 immediately after the Third Task, which meant that only certain people were allowed to Floo in and any that did were questioned so that they could prove they were who they appeared to be. Harry had fleetingly had the amusing thought to install flashing red lights and sirens whenever his brother and parents got especially jumpy just to hammer home the lockdown that had been put in effect. For Harry this meant that his only way of contacting both Sirius and Fleur was via Owl post, which strangely hadn't been blocked. In reality Harry thought that neither of his parents would have thought that he would be sending any letters over the summer since he didn't have an owl of his own and had to borrow school owls whenever he needed to contact Sirius when he was at Hogwarts.

However this oversight lead to Sirius sending a worried letter a few weeks into the summer holiday enquiring as to why he hadn't heard from Harry and whether or not Harry wished to continue working for Sirius as an assistant in one of the companies owned by the Black family to allow Harry some spending money as he knew that Harry would be stubborn about Sirius just offering him some money from the vast Black fortune as he wanted to make his own way unlike his spoiled brat brother.

This also allowed Harry to open a line of communication to Fleur as Sirius had passed on the message that Potter Manor was on lock down and Harry wouldn't be able to Floo to Delacour Manor or allow Fleur to Floo to Potter Manor. This meant that they had to continue their relationship through letter which was something but it couldn't fill the space of actually being able to see and touch each other. Since Harry had already finished the work set by his Professors for the summer break in the first few days so that he could then just relax for the rest of the time he had to find something to do as it was clear that he wouldn't be working for Sirius either over the summer.

It had taken several days of looking at things to do before Harry had found something to occupy at least some hours each day. It had been completely by accident that Harry had seen a magazine of Lily Potter's that had been opened at a section that apparently had all the answers to what witches found most attractive in a wizard as answered by the public. Harry had skim read the article as he normally didn't think anything of these articles that would press most average men to attain standards that they couldn't achieve without serious effort on their part and Harry knew that most wizards aside from Quidditch players were notoriously lazy.

However his curiosity got the better of him and he read some of the answers that witches around the country had given and aside from good looks, power, money and good personality a lot of them had voted that having their wizard in good shape attracted them almost more than anything. This got Harry thinking as he knew that he wasn't in too bad shape as he was fairly skinny and in reasonably good shape in comparison to his classmates, but he felt suddenly that just good wasn't enough. Harry had always felt that Fleur was in much better physical shape than he was as despite her soft curves she also had strength and dexterity that had to be from some hard work on her part.

So to make him feel better about himself as well as making himself better for Fleur, the woman he loved, Harry decided that he would work out for several hours each day and see if he could become a better version of himself. However this wasn't the only idea that Harry had had in regards of what to fill his time with and due to his success with learning French earlier in the year which he was almost perfectly fluent in now, Harry decided that he would try learning both Italian and Russian as they were both countries that had a lot of witches and wizard emigrate to Great Britain from and Harry thought that it might help his future employment chances if he could fluently speak both languages. This then began Harry's new routine where he would work out in the morning with a variety of activities such as jogging, sit ups and push ups and finally lifting weights. Weirdly for a wizarding manor, there was actually a room dedicated to the muggle way of working out as several years ago James Potter had been subtly nudged by his wife that he was gaining a bit of weight and his wounded male pride immediately set in motion the construction of building a room to work out in so that he could regain his perfect shape, but after a few weeks of attempting to work out he gave up and Lily Potter got so wrapped up in other things that she didn't bother him with the issue again.

This meant that Harry had everything he needed in one place already without any sort of effort on his part. The room itself was in the East wing of the manor that few people went to unless the ballroom was being used as it was nearby to the gym. This allowed Harry to shift almost everything that he would need over to the gym including the books that he had owled Sirius for so that he could learn Italian and Russian. The fact that no-one would go over to this side of the manor meant that Harry had peace and quiet to work in apart from the music which he sometimes played as the gym was a magic free area so that muggle electronics could work in a house of magic users.

It was after several weeks of this routine that Harry felt real change in himself as he felt lighter on his feet than he previously did and he was able to run and jog for far longer than before. He had also noticed when he looked at himself in a full length mirror that he was filling out his form much more than he had done previously as he now had a layer of muscle that covered most of his torso and his arms and legs had bigger muscles than he had noticed before. It was also around this time that Harry finally found out what happened in the maze and afterwards that had led James Potter to lock down the manor as he had.

From what Harry had overheard as his family were talking without a care to whether or not he could hear them or not he knew that the Triwizard tournament had been a fix from the start. Michael Potter had always been intended to win the tournament and be the first champion to the cup as the man that most of the castle had known as Mad-Eye Moody had in fact been a Death Eater under the guise of Polyjuice with the actual Moody licked inside of his trunk to give the fake Moody access to hair for use with the potion. The fact that the imposter had been Barty Crouch Junior, who everyone believed had died in Azkaban more than ten years ago was shocking, but it was the mere tip of the iceberg in regards to what had happened that night.

Harry had heard Michael tell the tale of the Triwizard cup being a portkey and taking him not back to the entrance of the maze, but instead to a graveyard where the betrayer of the Potter's Peter Pettigrew had been waiting in ambush for Michael Potter. After stunning him the first thing that Michael knew afterwards was waking up tied to one of the bigger statues in the graveyard and in front of him was the biggest cauldron he had ever seen. Michael then spoke of seeing Pettigrew carrying out what appeared to be a bundle of robes until a voice came out that could have been a snake with how much like a hiss it was.

Here the details got a little shaky as Michael seemed to have forgotten some of the details but he was able to recount a ritual used that called for Bone of the father; unwillingly given, Flesh of the servant; willingly sacrificed and finally Blood of the enemy; forcibly taken. This hadn't meant all that much to Michael initially but then he noticed that the thing in the bundle of robes was nowhere to be seen and he came to the conclusion that it was inside the cauldron. Realisation had started in Michael when Pettigrew had used the same knife that he had just used to cut off him own forearm to cut Michael's own arm before dripping the blood collected into the cauldron. Within a minute the cauldron had begun bubbling and steaming before it seemed to melt away entirely just leaving a tall, pale man standing where it had been. At seeing this man Pettigrew hastened to robe the man before falling back to care for the bloody stump that had been his left hand and fore arm before he sacrificed it for the ritual.

Harry noted that Michael had been almost unable to continue as whatever had happened n that Graveyard had sacred him so badly that he didn't want to relive it. Some gentle coaxing from James and Lily Potter soon led to Michael admitting that the man that rose from the ritual was none other than Voldemort, although a less human version than Michael had seen in the Chamber of Secrets during his second year at Hogwarts. For al, of Michael Potter's talk over the year that he wasn't scared of Voldemort and he would kick his ass if he ever tried to come back, Michael Potter all but wet himself in fear when he saw the most powerful Dark Lord of the last fifty years reborn right in front of him.

Michael then spoke of Voldemort summoning his Death Eaters to him who appeared promptly in their full robes and masks to which Voldemort greeted them as old friends before expressing his displeasure at them all for failing to come to his aid over the last thirteen years. Pettigrew spoke at this time that he had remained loyal to Voldemort during that time to which Voldemort had replied that it was out of fear of retribution from the rest of the wizarding world rather than any loyalty to his master. However even Voldemort was not so arrogant to admit that before his rebirth he had relied on Pettigrew to keep his previously rather frail form alive, so he gifted the man with a silver arm to replace the one that he had sacrificed for the ritual.

Michael Potter had noticed that for the last few minutes Voldemort had all but been ignoring his presence on the tombstone which Michael fleetingly hoped that in light of his resurrection and his disappointment at his followers for not searching for him, he might well be able to get out of the ropes holding him and escape. However this notion was brought crashing down when Voldemort suddenly addressed him as he was trying to weaken the ropes that were holding him, Voldemort hadn't forgotten he was there at all and was just waiting for dramatic flair to introduce his 'Guest of Honour' for the evening.

Despite what disgust Harry felt towards his brother most of the time, he wouldn't have wished what happened next upon him at all as Michael spoke of being held under Voldemort's Cruciatus curse for minutes at a time seemingly for no reason at all other than for the sheer sick pleasure of watching Michael Potter writhe around in agony. It really did paint the picture of a bleak future which left Harry wondering why his brother had even made it home at all as he was vastly outmatched by Voldemort in every way, but it was all made clear.

Lily Potter had started speaking after Michael paused to take a drink as he had been speaking for some time now; "What I don't understand Michael is why Voldemort would send you home via the portkey with not a scratch on you or oblivating you of what happened that night. Why would he allow us to start reacting to his return?"

Here James Potter replied with a grim expression; "It's to make Michael's version of events look as unbelievable as possible. With the healing of his arm so that there is no wound to see there is only Michael's word that these events even took place in the eyes of the Ministry."

"What about memories or Veritaserum, they could show beyond all doubt that Michael is telling the truth?" Lily Potter tried again to interject into the conversation.

James Potter sighed deeply before he replied to his wife's comment; "Unfortunately as Michael is still under the age of sixteen it is illegal for him to take Veritaserum unless there is overwhelming evidence that he needs to take it which of course there isn't as there were no other witnesses aside from the Death Eaters who are some of the most influential men in the country. And memories can be tampered with so any investigation team from the Ministry would say that they were false memories."

James Potter stood up and walked to the side of the room where his drinks cabinet stood and he poured himself a large glass of Fire whiskey before he came sand sat back down to continue with his reasons as to why they were in a precarious situation right now.

"It's a very clever game that Voldemort is playing right now as he knew that Michael would tell Albus that he had returned who in turn would inform the Minister for Magic, but Voldemort knew that this wouldn't impede his plans at all. Whilst Dumbledore knows that Michael is telling the truth, Fudge in his cowardice refuses to believe that Voldemort could have returned so he is burying his head in the sand and painting Michael as a delusional liar and Albus as a power hungry man that wants to overthrow the Ministry to start his own rule over the country. Obviously this is all nonsense but with people like Lucius Malfoy having the Minister in his pocket there isn't much we can do to make Fudge see reason which makes our position in the coming war weaker as we can reform the Order of the Phoenix, but we would still be vastly outnumbered by Voldemort's forces in a all out battle. No what he had orchestrated is a scenario where we are too busy fighting for people to see the truth to prepare to fight against Voldemort when he announces his presence to the world."

All three Potters in the room sat in silence for a few minutes before Lily Potter had a spark of memory; "What about that Death Eater who had been impersonating Alastor at Hogwarts this year, surely if they questioned him under veritaserum they would get the answers that would show that Michael is telling the truth."

"That would be true is it wasn't for the fact that Fudge had him kissed by a Dementor within an hour of him being caught as in Fudges words; 'Barty Crouch Junior is a dangerous Death Eater who cannot be allowed to try something like this again and in the eyes of the public the Ministry must be seen as doing something'. This is all part of Fudge trying to sweep all this under the carpet so that he doesn't have to deal with it and had we even been able to question Barty Crouch Junior then Fudge would have written his testimony off as the deranged ravings of a madman and not allowed any investigation to check as to whether or not what he would have said was true or not."

Harry heard some reluctance in Michael's voice as he then spoke again; "I do remember one more thing. Voldemort told me that the reason why he didn't kill me is that I am not the Boy-Who-Lived, Harry is and that only be killing him could he fulfil the prophecy and truly become immortal. He knew that he could use my blood to resurrect him as I share the same blood as Harry and it would make more people suspicious if Harry had been entered in the tournament, whilst having Crouch enter me in the tournament meant that after everything I could be discredited as a liar."

"No that cannot be true, Voldemort is just trying to sow the seeds f doubt within our forces Michael. Voldemort lies, it's one thing he is truly good at, Albus confirmed that you are the Boy-Who-Lived and we will step up your training so that you can prove to the world when Voldemort makes his presence known that you are the one the prophecy talks of!" James Potter said with absolute confidence.

Harry had quietly walked away after what he heard to process what he had listened to. He had to admit that both Voldemort and James Potter were right although for slightly different reasons. James Potter was right about the Ministry trying to sweep everything under the carpet to save face and not deal with the problem. This meant that Michael Potter and Albus Dumbledore would be scapegoats if anything now happened to make people question if they were telling the truth, then the Ministry could simply blame them for stirring up trouble. However Harry knew that Voldemort was even more right about his plan to use the lack of evidence to discredit Michael's story as well as the animosity that a lot of people felt towards Michael Potter and the two adult Potter's in general. The other three wouldn't see it as they lived somewhat in a bubble where they believed that everyone still loved Michael Potter for his actions of defeating Voldemort, but Harry knew the truth that a lot of the wizarding public disliked the Potters as they had had enough of Michael's bullying arrogant nature that was only made worse by James and Lily Potter's inability to see that their son had done anything wrong most of the time. Voldemort had known that most of the wizarding world would not have said anything to discredit Michael Potter while his grievances were still relatively minor as this would be a social faux pas that would be difficult to return from, but add in question of doubt that he was telling the truth in the back of everyone's minds and they would be more than willing to take the opportunity to discredit Michael Potter.

As time passed Harry continued to work in the gym on his physical health and on learning his languages which he felt were proceeding well although he wouldn't be able to tell how well he was picking up the languages unless he could converse with a native speaker of both Russian and Italian and ask them if his pronunciation or grammar needed any work. Harry had also been keeping in contact with Fleur as much as possible who kept Harry updated with what was going on in her life currently as well as the progress on her transferral to Hogwarts which was going smoothly. However most of the letters had a slight tinge of sadness as Fleur spoke of how much she missed him and being unable to Floo over to see him with driving her a little mad and she could be a little moody with her family is they annoyed her at all if she was brooding about not being able to see Harry.

Sirius had also been in contact quite frequently, but he was being somewhat mysterious as he would hint to Harry of something happening at the end of July around Harry and Michael's birthdays but he refused to spill any details about what was happening when Harry asked him. Although one piece of information that Sirius was more than happy to share was that Remus' mission to America had been a complete success. When Sirius had taken over as Lord Black when his father died he had done a check on all the businesses owned by the Black family and one of the was a potions ingredient supply business that was effectively the middle man between the shops in Diagon Alley and the suppliers themselves. Knowing that he wasn't the best at potions, Sirius had brought Remus in to act as the head of resourcing for the potions supplies business as he was far better at potions than he was and Sirius knew that due to Remus' status as a werewolf it would mean he would have trouble getting stable employment in the wizarding world due to the bigotry that faced many werewolves from potential employers, despite the fact that last year Remus had been the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts as he wanted to teach for a year before getting back to the business. Initially Remus had been reluctant to take the job as he thought that it was Sirius just offering it to him as charity due to them being good friends, but he soon saw that the business desperately needed someone who could tell good ingredients from bad ones as Remus' sense of smell was much more heightened then any of the other employees working there. This had ruffled the feathers of a lot of the Pureblood supremacists as they didn't believe that Remus should have such a high paying job as he was a werewolf, but the results were irrefutable that Remus was helping Sirius to make his business the most profitable of its kind in Europe.

The mission that had been a success was a new plantation had been discovered in a hidden away corner of Yellowstone national park that was invisible to Muggles due to spells around it keeping them away. The plantation in question grew quite a lot of rare potions ingredients that were incredibly difficult to find outside of established plantations that supplied Sirius' competitors, however the main difference with this one was that it was run by men and women that were werewolves inside an entire community of them which made all of the other businesses in Britain shun them as in their inbred bigotry they refused to do business with 'halfbreeds' as they called them. This then opened the way for Remus to travel there and convince the leaders of the plantation to a business deal with Sirius and Remus that they would regularly buy ingredients for them at a fair price, and in return they would only supply Sirius' company in Europe.

It had taken Remus the better part of the year to convince them as the community was distrustful of outsiders due to mistreatment in the past and they weren't sure that Sirius and Remus really understood the value of real work from their positions at cushy jobs, at least in the eyes of the community. This belief was given an immediate shakedown when Remus arrived at the community as they had only been in contact through letters previously and they hadn't known until then that Remus was also a werewolf, but it helped to change some of their preconceptions about Sirius' business when they saw another werewolf in a stable job that paid well that was not charity. What really sold the idea to the community in Yellowstone was that Remus was willing to work with them to gain their trust by helping out in the plantation itself which none of the other ambassadors for businesses had been willing to do in the past.

It gave Harry a happy buzz to know that Remus had been able to close the deal with the plantation as well as from some new friendships with the werewolves of Yellowstone who just wanted to live in peace as Remus in Harry's eyes was like a surrogate parent. Harry had been able to contact Remus to congratulate him on his success to which Remus had responded with an acceptance of his thanks before telling Harry that he would see him soon as Remus was involved with what Sirius was planning for Harry's birthday, but much to Harry's disgruntlement, Remus refused to spoil the surprise either on what was planned.

It was the day before Harry and Michael's birthday and Harry had just finished sending off a birthday letter to Neville, promising him that he would buy him a present just as soon as he could get to Diagon Alley. The good news was that James Potter had finally calmed down somewhat and would be lifting the lockdown on the Manor for Michael's birthday so that he could have some friends over to celebrate turning fifteen as well as seeing Sirius and Remus as James Potter knew they had something planned for later on in the day and would need access, but they were tight lipped about what it was. Harry was just finishing up with his daily exercise regime when Michael Potter walked into the gym and sneered at Harry who was sweating lightly, which was an improvement on earlier in the summer when he would have been bathed in sweat after a long workout.

"Why do you insist on doing such pointless muggle things Harry? Is your life really that boringly pathetic?"

Harry didn't immediately say anything as he knew Michael was most likely bored as his friends wouldn't be arriving until tomorrow and wanted to get his kicks by annoying him. "I do this Michael because I like what effect it has had on me, I feel really good these days, not that you would understand the benefits of exercise as the only exercise you get is when you boast about your non-existent Quidditch skills!"

Michael Potter looked angry that Harry hadn't taken his bait before he smirked and retorted; "Well it doesn't matter anyway dweeb, I am still stronger than you and I don't need to push myself so hard as my girlfriend isn't going to be leaving me any time soon."

"You keep telling yourself that Michael, maybe it will be true one day. As for Fleur, I'm not doing this solely for her, it for my own personal satisfaction as well."

Michael Potter suddenly smirked broadly at Harry's words like he had just won something; "You don't even try and deny that the Veela will be leaving you soon, maybe you've finally accepted that I'm better looking and soon she will be begging me for a date!"

'He's got his confidence back these last few weeks' Harry mused before he answered his somewhat delusional brother; "If you're measuring yourself against Ron Weasley then sure you're more attractive than him, but that's not exactly hard. Have you seen how ill most of the girls in the Great Hall look if they see him eating? It's not hard to be considered more attractive than that and dream on that she would ever beg you for a date when you can't even say her name, you just refer to her as a Veela."

Michael started to get angry again that not only was harry not getting riled up by what he was saying, but he was insulting him as well. Losing his ability to remember that he was in fact a wizard and not Crabbe or Goyle in disguise, Michael attempted to punch Harry for saying such things but he got the shock of his life when Harry not only dodged him, but then grabbed hold of his arm and twisted it behind Michael's back making him cry out in pain.

"Really Michael you are as stupid as you look. You might think that exercising has no benefits but as you can see I am a lot stronger than you are now and I suggest that you don't try that again."

With that Harry released Michael's arm before lightly pushing him away. Michael simply hissed "This isn't over!" As he stalked out of the gym leaving Harry firmly in the knowledge that his brother felt slightly humiliated at how easily Harry had subdued him.

Harry then passed the rest of the day practising Russian and Italian as well as making sure he hadn't got rusty with his French as he knew that Fleur would probably like to converse in her native tongue every now and again or if they needed to have a private conversation with others nearby. Harry had fleetingly hoped that Fleur might well be able to visit on his birthday but he knew that James Potter probably wouldn't allow it as Fleur had shunned his favoured son and therefore in his own broken logic she couldn't be trusted inside Potter manor.

Little did Harry know that at Sirius' family home and thousands of miles away in Southern France two parties were finalising their plans to just such a thing. Both Sirius and Remus knew that Harry had been missing Fleur intently and it was a mirrored feeling in Fleur. They had contacted her in order to plan their infiltration of her to the manor which hindered on Sirius and Remus being allowed to Floo into the Manor from Sirius' house as this would allow Fleur to accompany them. The main issue was that if any of the other Potters in the house but Harry saw Fleur then they would demand that she leave as she wouldn't in their eyes be an invited guest and they wouldn't even bother letting Harry know that she was even there.

To get around this issue Sirius and Remus fed James Potter the story that they had some business to take care of today that couldn't be held until another day and that they would most likely be Flooing to Potter Manor quite late so they shouldn't wait up for them as they knew where the guest bedrooms were by heart now. It could also be said that the Marauder spirit in both Sirius and Remus was ignited again when it occurred to them that they were doing something very similar to t6he acts that they had gotten up to while they were at school as they had helped Lily sneak into James' room one night when Professor McGonagall had suspected them of sharing a bed in the Head student suite which she couldn't allow at that time, she had mellowed since but at the time she would not under any circumstances have let the future husband and wife co-habit while they were at school. It made the two men chuckle that in essence they were doing the same thing, but with James' son who had found his lady love much sooner on in life, or at least the lady in question didn't hate his guts for six years before finally giving him a chance.

As the sun began to set they put their plan into action with Fleur first Flooing over to Sirius' house before they worked out the final details. They planned for Sirius to Floo over first with Fleur following mere seconds behind so if anyone was still awake apart from Harry who was something of a night owl they would only hear what could be perceived as the Floo flaring once before Remus would Floo over to make it seem like they were giving Sirius ample time to move away from the fireplace.

At eleven thirty on the dot they Flooed over to Potter manor in the formation that they had planned to find that It worked flawlessly as they found a note nearby from Lily and James that they knew it was to be a long day tomorrow and wanted an early night. Sirius and Remus told Fleur how to get to Harry's room and to watch out for certain steps as the floorboards could be rather squeaky in places.

"Right Mademoiselle Delacour I believe that this is where we part ways, don't do anything I wouldn't do." Sirius said finally with a small smirk on his lips.

"Well that doesn't leave much then does it Padfoot?" Remus quipped, seeing the opportunity presented to him.

"Shut up Moony. At least it's better than you I'm fairly certain has never even been with a woman!"

Remus spluttered for a few seconds as Fleur who was now also smirking walked off leaving the two friends to bicker with one another.

Fleur found her way to Harry's bedroom quite easily but saw that she had a few minutes before it would be midnight. This would be a big step forward in their relationship but Fleur felt that harry was indeed mature enough to take it and he was in himself ready as she would have not said so a few months ago as harry tended to be rather shy about his body and seeing Fleur out of hers, but she had been slowly making him more comfortable with the idea of it. Fleur had also had to wait for the legal side of things as Harry was only just about to turn fifteen and would legally be able to have sex. As much as Fleur's Veela side had urged her to take the step before now she made herself wait until Harry was ready and at a time when such an act couldn't be used against her by the pureblood bigots that populated a large majority of Wizarding Britain.

Making sure that her outer robe was still on but loosely tied so that she could drop it off her shoulders with ease Fleur pushed open the door to Harry's room to reveal him reading in bed. As Harry looked up he didn't immediately process that it was Fleur who was coming into his room and shutting the door behind her as she cast several locking and silencing charms on the room.

"Fleur?" Harry breathed as he made to get up out of bed, but her actions next caused him to freeze in place. Fleur then dropped the robes that were covering her showing that she was only wearing rather skimpy black lingerie underneath that made Harry's eyes widen as he took it all in. As Fleur seductively sauntered towards harry she noted with some degree of pleasure that his naked chest looked more defined than it had been when she had seen him last and his arms seemed to have larger bicep muscles than she remembered him with.

"Surprise 'Arry!" Fleur purred as she got to Harry's bed before she swung herself over his legs so that she was straddling his waist. "So, 'ave you missed me 'Arry?" She enquired with a coy look on her face as Harry struggled to look her in the eyes and not at her breasts.

"Every day Fleur, I've missed you every day." Harry replied as he fought with his more animalistic urges that were now battling with reason for control.

"Really? Show me!" Fleur commanded as she locked lips Harry to give him the most passionate kiss that they had shared to date. As their kiss deepened Fleur started to glide her fingers down Harry's chest making him shiver at her touch as she moved down towards the hem of his sleep shorts which prompted Harry to start doing the same as he started to do the same but in reverse as he started at Fleur's thighs and slowly brought his hands up to just below her bra covered breasts.

As Harry caressed Fleur's breasts through her Bra she shivered slightly at his touch and at the anticipation of what was to come. Fleur then pushed her hand under the hem of Harry's sleep shorts to grasp his member causing him to gasp quietly at the sensation. Reaching to her back Fleur went to release the clasps on her bra but Harry stopped her.

"Fleur are you sure about this? Are you sure that we're ready to take this step?" Harry almost didn't want to ask these questions as his hormones were screaming at him to just let Fleur pull off her bra and to be damned with the consequences, but Fleur was the best thing to ever happen to him and he was damned if he would ruin it because he let his hormones control him.

Fleur smiled at the fact that even when she was straddling Harry and she could feel his excitement at what she was doing starting to push against her; he was still more concerned that she truly wanted to do this. This was the final piece that made Fleur sure that Harry was ready for this step as he was unsure rather than being cocky and arrogant that Fleur would want to take this step.

"Yes 'Arry I'm sure. You know I'm Veela and I 'ave been wanting to do this for several months but I 'ave been waiting until now."

Before Harry could ask why she had waited until now the clock across the room chimed to show that it was now midnight and Harry was now fifteen. This made it all click in Harry's mind; he knew that the rather one sided laws of the wizarding world meant that he could legally have sex when he was fifteen which was what Fleur had been waiting for so that no pureblood bigot could try and have Fleur punished if they had taken this step before now and people had found out about it.

" 'Appy Birthday 'Arry!" Fleur whispered in his ear before she pulled off her bra and used her wand to vanish her underwear leaving her naked in front of him. Harry seemed frozen at the sight as he just kept his hands on Fleur's hips to support her but Fleur could tell that he liked what he saw as his eyes were starting to glaze at the corners with lust and his erection was pushing against her more forcefully than before.

The light foreplay that they had engaged in combined with Fleur's anticipation proved to be all she needed to be ready and Fleur gently lowered herself onto Harry causing both of them to moan slightly at the feeling. The rest of the night saw Harry and Fleur lost in their own world of love and passion for each other.

The strong morning sunlight streaming in through the windows of Harry's room caused him to awaken slowly and for a few moments he was slightly confused as he was never normally awake this early as looking at the clock over on the far wall he saw that it was only six in the morning. Then as Harry felt the slight weight on his chest he remembered that Fleur had surprised him in more than one way last night and he smiled at the memories that were coming back to him. Harry was now certain that his new favourite noise was listening to Fleur's moans as he had pleasured her last night using just his tongue. Fleur had initially been rather surprised that Harry would know of such things and had been prepared to teach Harry how to pleasure her, but Fleur hadn't known that Sirius had tortured Harry with advice on what to do when he and Fleur took that step. Harry recalled being mortified that Sirius would tell him such things in such a blasé and blunt way, but he was now glad he did as after Harry had finished showing Fleur what he knew she had all but pinned him to the bed as she proceeded to have her way with him, not that Harry was complaining.

Harry would never thank Sirius for telling him such things as the Marauder's ego would no longer be able to fit inside his house, but he would consider buying Sirius a second bottle of Fire whiskey for Christmas. As Harry recalled what had taken place the night before his body started to react again pushing up against Fleur's toned stomach. This combined with the sunlight caused Fleur to quietly awaken and upon feeling Harry's erection pushing against her she decided to surprise him even more this morning than she had last night, as taking care to not appear to be awake Fleur moved her hand until she was gripping Harry's member in her hand causing him to make an odd noise.

"Fleur?" Harry questioned as he felt his chest vibrate slightly at what he guessed was Fleur laughing slightly.

"Good morning 'Arry!" Fleur replied, not moving her hand one inch.

Harry was trying to have a proper conversation with his girlfriend, but she was not exactly making it easy and his body was not co-operating with him. Seeing Harry's struggle, Fleur took pity on him for all of half a second before she pushed herself up until she was straddling him again before lowering herself onto him again.

It was several hours before Harry and Fleur surfaced and dressed for the day as they had tried to shower together and had relapsed into exploring each other so it was close to ten in the morning before they even made it out of the room and in search of breakfast. Harry couldn't remember a time that he felt so happy or relaxed as he did right now except for some of the times that he and Fleur had shared while at Hogwarts between the second and third tasks of the Triwizard tournament.

As the two neared the dining room where they were sure that at least one other occupant of the house would be they stopped and mentally prepared themselves for the shit storm that was likely to descend upon them as Harry knew that It had not been exactly a sanctioned visit by Fleur and his parents were most likely going to blow up at Sirius for allowing her access, despite the fact that had Michael Potter been dating Fleur she probably would have had access since the first week of the summer and to hell with the safety precautions.

However as they peered through the door they only saw Sirius and Remus in the room eating breakfast and discussing the latest Quidditch results. Fleur sensed the opportunity for some amusement on behalf of the two men in the room as she had been trying to find the right time and place to help Harry get some revenge on Sirius for all the times Sirius had embarrassed Harry about his relationship with her.

"Wait 'Arry, before we go in would you like to 'ear my plan for revenge on Sirius?" Fleur whispered as she pulled Harry gently back from the door to stop him from entering the room. He looked at her inquisitively so that she would continue what she had to say.

"I know you 'ave wanted to get revenge on 'im ever since he teased you the day before the third task, but I zink I 'ave an idea about 'ow to completely floor 'im." Leaning in close Fleur whispered her idea to Harry whose face lit up in a mischievous grin at her words.

"Only if you're comfortable with this Fleur." Harry replied.

"It will be rather funny non?"

"Then let the show begin."

The two then walked through the door and into the dining room which caused both Sirius and Remus to look up as their sharp senses heard them even in a room so large that would dull the sound at a distance. Both men were rendered speechless when they saw Harry walking in with a bright smile on his face and a spring in his step, looking like he had an endless supply of energy, whilst Fleur was walking slowly and appeared to be extremely tired.

Fleur had schooled her expression so that she looked exhausted and using Harry as a way to guide herself before she put on her most pathetic tone to ask for coffee and a croissant as she collapsed gently into a chair. Harry gathered up Fleur's breakfast as well as his own before sitting down next to Fleur who was pretending to be falling asleep on the table, the two of them shared a sly smile before they looked round to see both Sirius and Remus had amazed looks on their faces. Sirius was the first one to break the silence.

"So long night Harry?"

"Yeah, we only got a few hours sleep. I might need a small amount of pepper up potion to get through the day and Fleur was asking for a whole vial if possible." Harry replied with a grin on his face, knowing exactly what Sirius was trying to subtly ask about without making it seem like he was blatantly asking.

"Next time 'Arry if we will be sharing a bed you will be 'aving some calming draught so zat maybe you go to sleep after the fourth time." Fleur injected into the conversation at this point to try and steer Sirius into their trap of assumption that they were weaving in front of him.

Sirius gaped for a few seconds before responded to Fleur; "Are you saying that his first ever time Harry managed to pleasure you four times in one night?"

"Non zat was the amount of times he finished, I lost count of 'ow many times 'e pleasured me after I 'it double digits. 'Arry was like 'e was possessed!" Fleur replied whilst keeping up her half lidded eyes look to make it seem as if she was so tired it was taking all the energy she had just to talk to Sirius.

Harry caught Fleur's eye to see if she was becoming uncomfortable with how far they were taking the payback against Sirius but Harry could see Fleur smirking slightly and she winked at him. In reality Fleur was enjoying watching Sirius squirm after he had teased Harry for months and being so open about their sex life was no big deal for Fleur as Veela culture was much more open about it so it felt rather freeing for Fleur to be talking about it without having to censor herself like she normally would, despite the fact that she was embellishing rather heavily on what had taken place the previous night.

By now both Sirius and Remus were opening gawping at Harry with looks of both envy and pride in their eyes, but Harry decided that at least for the time being he would move on the conversation so to spare his uncles' brains from frying.

"So do you know what has been planned for the day or like me were you not deemed worthy enough to know?" Harry asked with dry sarcasm lacing his tone.

Remus looked at him pointedly but didn't comment as on some level he agreed with assessment of his two 'old friends'.

"No we turned up quite late last night, so they were already in bed when we arrived. Although I did hear one of the elves muttering about a lot of extra work for an ungrateful brat that never thanked them for their efforts which doesn't surprise me." Sirius was the one to answer Harry.

Harry nodded along with Sirius as he had heard the elves muttering about his brother and he knew it would be about Michael as Harry was always pleasant to the elves as he would make sure he thanked them for their work.

"Anyway you just made me remember what I needed to speak with you about this morning, before the rest of your folks are awake."

This piqued Harry's interest as he had never seen his godfather look so serious about what he wanted to talk about and he was curious about why this wasn't a topic that Sirius wanted to bring up around James, Lily or Michael Potter.

"I know that you don't like it when I buy you too many things for your birthday as you don't want to turn into your brother, but this gift isn't entirely physical and it helps me out in some ways as well."

Seeing that Harry wasn't going to say anything right now, Sirius continued; "For your birthday since you are now fifteen I want to name you heir Black to become Lord Black when you reach your seventeenth birthday. This would mean that you will be able to access the Black family vault, although we could set up a separate one if you want to keep expenses private, as well as giving you a few more perks in life as you would be the heir to an Ancient and Noble Bloodline. As to why I am giving it to you Harry it's mostly so that neither Michael nor Draco Malfoy gets the title as neither of those little brats deserves the title of Lord Black."

Harry stared at Sirius in surprise for a few moments before he suddenly thought of why Sirius would be passing on the title to him rather than a child of his own as Sirius was only in his mid thirties and still had plenty of time to have a wife and children.

"What about your own children Sirius? You can still have kids and they would inherit the title so that you could keep it more within the family."

Sirius slumped down in his seat slightly at hearing Harry's words and it took Sirius a few minutes to answer Harry; "That's just the thing Harry, I won't be having any children because I am incapable of having them. The always pure blood mania that meant my parents became my parents came with it a nasty surprise, my parents were so closely related that it caused birth defects due to inbreeding and in me it meant that I am sterile and unable to sire children."

Harry stared at his godfather in shock and he moved to embrace him which Sirius seemed to appreciate.

"After all these years you Harry are more like the son I would want to have even if I was to adopt a child, and in any case I wouldn't be able to pass along the title to an adopted child as you must have Black blood in your veins in order to become Lord Black, which you do as your grandmother Dorea was a Black by birth and as such you can carry the title and any sons you have will also be able to pass on the title. If I don't give it to you then it would either go to Michael or Draco and I really don't want either of them to claim the power that comes with being Lord Black, but with me naming you as my heir your claim would supersede theirs if anything were to happen to me before you turned seventeen. And in any case this now means that you no longer have to be so frugal with your spending as you will have plenty of money that I might even get a bottle of Fire whiskey for Christmas two years in a row." Sirius finished off with a small smirk pulling on the corners of his lips as Harry and Remus rolled their eyes at him.

"Anyway I think I can hear movement out there so I think the barbarian horde is about to reach the gates of breakfast, so let us prepare for the day ahead."

All of the occupants around the table nodded and turned their attention back to their own individual conversations to try and make it seem like they had been discussing nothing more important than the weather.

A.N/ Yes I do realise that once again I said I would update quicker and we are in the New year so happy new year, but I have been busy with life and events. In regards to the scenes with Fleur embellishing on her late night activities with Harry I am not saying that all women would act like this and you shouldn't expect them to, but Fleur understands how the male mind works and is playing off of that to tease Sirius and Remus. And in any case I am portraying Veela in this as being much more open and free when it comes to sex and Fleur would find it fun to make Sirius and Remus envious of Harry, as Harry has allowed her something that she thought she would never have; true honest love.