Privet Drive.

"You had furniture moved in here?" Nymphadora Potter-Black looked around with no small amount of wonder. When she had last been at Number 4 Privet Drive it had been stripped clean. The Dursley's had even removed the Dishwasher they had installed for when Harry was at Hogwarts. "Why?"

"Easier to let a place out if it is furnished." Harry replied with a shrug. "Dobby, Winky and Kreacher can easily do any repairs a renter might need. If I rent to a muggleborn or half-blood I don't even need be sneaky about it."

Fleur was looking around the home for the second time. Her first had been just a few days ago when the Order had arrived to spirit Harry away. She had imbibed that horrible polyjuice and took the form of her now husband. She remembered telling Bill to look away because she was hideous. She had felt terrible saying that then as it had been an utter lie. She just didn't want Bill to find out that Fleur had been rather aroused by the sight of so many half naked Harry's.

"I can't believe you bought this place. You should have let them suffer under the mortgage payments for a while." Nymphadora huffed.

"I don't want them to suffer, believe it or not." Harry shrugged. "Well Vernon and Petunia I could give a rat's ass about, but Dudley has been doing his best to make it up to me. He even tried to set me up with Jennifer Polkis. And he has had a crush on her since...well forever." Harry chuckled. "I don't think he ever realized she was a chubby chaser and shy as a violet when it came to him. Not sure why as she is almost as gorgeous as the two of you."

"Beautiful women can be very insecure, mon amour." Fleur responded as she caught that part of the conversation. She made a mental note that Dudley would be spared any retribution for the harm done to Harry. For a moment she wondered why it mattered so much. She had not wanted to kill Greyback for scarring Bill and that had been done in front of her eyes. "It is too bad that the Death Eaters will soon realize their error in not watching this 'ouse. It would make a decent 'eadquarters for our search."

"Too many memories to ever be a good place to me." Harry said after a moment. "After they stop watching it again it might make a good safe house for muggleborn in hiding."

Any response to that was interrupted by a distinct pattern of knocking. Harry moved to the door and gave the counter knock. A moment later the door swung open to reveal Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley and Luna Lovegood.

"Alright. Hermione, what was the very first spell Ron and I saw you perform? Ron, how did we survive the Acromantula colony? Luna, if you are traveling south on a Firebolt going half speed and throw a Puffskein at a Nargle, and wind resistance is a thing that exists, how many cupcakes can I buy from Cthulhu for a human soul?"

"Occulus Reparo." "Dad's Ford Anglia." "Pi to the power of the age of the human soul divided by seven."

"Alright then. Go ahead and ask." Harry said waiting for what they would come up with.

"Harry, what animal did I want to follow instead of the Spiders?" Ron decided a related question would be best.

"The Butterflies, and for the record I agree with you." Harry chuckled heartily.

"Nymphadora…" Hermione began to ask and seeing the woman's hair began to change and her wand came out. Hermione just smiled. "Nobody can fake that reaction."

"Fleur, do you have my money?" Luna just held out her hand.

"Oui, twenty three galleons, 11 sickles, and 8 knuts." Fleur murmured as she drew out a money purse and tossed it to the young woman. "And I still cannot believe you were right. The Detroit Manticores crushed the Paris Salamanders one 'undred eight to seven."

Luna peered into the bag and smiled as she counted the money. "Next time you will know not to wager against me when it comes to Quadpot."

"Okay…" Harry drawled out after a few moments to uncomfortable silence. He did learn something new about one of his wives and Luna as well. "Now that we are all sure we know each other we can head out."

"And how are we to do that, Harry? This area is still being monitored for Portkeys and Apparition." Hermione was a little concerned. Harry's plans were often better than most wizards, but he did rely on magic.

"Oh, I might have gotten someone I trust implicitly to supply a car." Harry grinned as he motioned out the window to the drive way. As Harry was speaking the Notice-me-Not charms on the Austin FX4 were keyed to the others allowing them to see it. "I've wanted one since I was eight and Arabella Figg happens to know another squib who runs a restoration shop. Once we are a mile away the six portkeys I have here will go off to locations far away from the Forest of Dean."

"And just 'oo will be driving?" Fleur asked after a moment. She had to admit Harry's plan was pretty good. Much better than her idea to just simply walk out and take a cab or bus.

"I will be until we are out of town." Ron fished in his pocket and got his license out. He puffed up a bit as saw that Tonks and Fleur were impressed. "Passed it first time without using magic."

"Yes, yes, rub it in why don't you." Hermione replied playfully. She had been so nervous that she had failed the first time. A calming draught and an obliviate had gotten her the second test she needed. "Don't worry Harry and I also have licenses and we can teach you as well."

The Burrow

"We have incoming, Molly Wobbles." Arthur Weasley could be a very serious man when needed. It was something many people forgot. Of course most people don't remember he was a Hit Wizard in the last war. "Four wizards, one with a Dark Mark. Is the ghoul in place?"

"Yes." Molly sighed as she slid her wand into the bun of her hair. Most people would assume it was just a simple hair piece. "Are you sure you have no idea where Harry could be?"

"Positive, I even obliviated myself of where he was living before he came to Hogwarts." Arthur replied. "What illness are we claiming Ron has again? Anything less infectious than Dragon-Pox or Spattergroit they will want to speak with him."

"Spattergroit, dear." Molly said as she peered out the window. "Even if you've had that you can catch it again."

"Nasty business that." Arthur shuddered. "No wonder I blanked on it. Alright Love, show time."

Privet Drive

"All set back there?" Ron asked as he sat behind the wheel. Adjusting his mirror he could see Harry sandwiched between Fleur and Tonks. He knew Luna was in the undetectable extension that had been rigged into the seat backs. "Alright then, where to guvner?"

"I never should have let you watch television." Hermione groaned. "Well, I for one am famished. Breakfast was far too early and it's lunch time now. So McDonald's if you please."

"Now that's an order I'm happy to follow." Ron chuckled as he pulled out of the driveway and started down the drive. They were hundred feet away when they dropped the notice-me not charms. "So, how's married life treating you three."

"A lot better than I thought it would when Remus came up missing." Tonks replied with a small smile on her face. "Turns out Harry's a catch, even if he is a bit sheltered. Did you know he cooks?"

"Well, someone in our group has to." Hermione shook her head. "I can make simple things like toast or ramen, but otherwise I am a disaster. I thank Molly everyday that she taught Ron how to make breakfast. Last time I made oatmeal the pan I used had to be tossed in the bin."

"Don't worry, between 'Arry, Dora, and moi you will all be well fed." Fleur could only imagine how badly you would need to mess oatmeal up in order to make a pan worthless. "About our sleeping arrangements…"

"I have brought a second tent that Ron and Hermione will share with me." Luna piped up. "It's the same one my father and I use in Norway so it should be plenty warm. And there are charms so that I can't hear what is going on in the other bedroom, but I can hear the outside. So please remember your privacy charms Harry. I have no wish to be deafened like I was when Padma snuck you into the Ravenclaw Aerie."

"Luna, I can only apologize so many times for that." Harry actually had the decency to blush. "I even bought you the collected works of Dr. Seuss, first editions."

"I just wanted to warn your wives of possible hearing loss." Luna responded with a smirk. "Now what did you mean Harry was sheltered? Is that why he is always so infested with wrackspurts despite all the charms I and the other girls placed on him?"

"Luna too, Harry?" Hermione shook her head. "Was I the only one to not sleep with you?"

"Apparently the list of women my 'usband 'as not ruined for other men is rather short." Fleur crossed her arms over her chest and tried to sound stern, but her lips kept curling upwards. "But that is not a discussion for mixed company. When we said 'Arry was sheltered did you know that as of last night 'e has seen exactly four movies."

"Four movies mate?" Ron had to steady himself not to steer off the road. "Even I've seen a dozen. Sure all of them with Hermione, but still. Bloody Dursleys, we should have let the Death Eater's have them."

"Well, last night my lovely wives showed me a movie that fits the theme of my life pretty well." Harry replied. "They've also promised to broaden my movie education and if you ask nicely I am sure they will allow you to borrow the equipment."

"Oui, of course we will." Fleur nodded as she cuddled into Harry's side. "After all, we will 'ave other things to keep us occupied."

"You got that right, sister." Tonks chuckled as she too snuggled in. "So what have you been up to since the wedding?"

"Mostly we have been researching just why Harry used the ritual of Isis and Osiris." Luna replied as she pulled out the notes they assembled on the research. "While Hermione believes that he simply mispronounced the traditional vows. I think that perhaps Lily Potter made a pact with the Blibbering Humdingers in order to teach Harry the ritual."

"Wait, the Ritual of whosit & whatsit?" Tonks blurted out as she reached out and took the notes. "I thought we did a traditional bonding."

"The Ritual of Isis and Osiris is what the Traditional Wedding Rituals evolved from." Hermione immediately went into lecture mode. "The RIO as I will refer to it requires a great deal of love to initiate. Normally it takes to sentient beings who are practically devoted to each other. However there are cases where one person in the bond loves so deeply and unconditionally it takes only a small amount of love from the other person. We're talking the kind of love where one person would willingly sacrifice their soul for the other and do so with a smile."

"Mon Dieu." Fleur whispered barely under her breath. "Are you certain that 'Arry performed this ritual?"

"Positive. Aside from the change in wording there is a characteristic aura." Luna replied. "I'd give up pudding and take off my butterbeer cap necklace forever if I am wrong."

"She's sure." Harry groaned before facepalming. "I can't even perform a simple wedding ritual correctly."

"How could you love us that much?" Tonks blinked a few times as the information sunk in.

"I'd Kiss a Dementor for anyone in this car. Hell, I'd do it for any of the Weasleys, Remus, Hagrid, Neville, Angelina, Alicia, Katie, quite a few of the girls at Hogwarts…"

"If I am right, Harry's atrocious upbringing created a mentality that craves love and gives it unconditionally to anyone who shows it to him." Hermione sighed heavily. "Of course with this Ritual the vast majority of his romantic love will be centered on you two."

"So this is what? A souped up marriage ritual?" Tonks asked as she tried to skim through the notes. "Wait...Power sharing? Are you pranking us?"

"Non, I do not believe they are, Dora." Fleur shivered. "This morning my spell to warm my water for the coffee vaporized it instead. It did not boil, it was instantly steam. I 'ave not made that mistake in years."

"Okay, so we're more powerful." Tonks said after a moment. She knew that particular spell herself, it could only do what Fleur described with a lot of power being poured in. "Do we have an idea how powerful?"

"We know that you will all have access to more magic than the sum of the parts." Hermione shrugged. "I expect it will take the two of you some time to adapt to Harry's level of power. And even then this will be your's atop of his."

"I'm not that powerful, Hermione." Harry scoffed.

"Harry, mate, you drove off a league of Dementors at thirteen years old." Ron interjected. "And that is Hermione being conservative with her estimation. You're bloody powerful."

"But Riddle and Dumbledore…" Harry tried a different tack.

"Have decades of experience on you." Hermione responded evenly. "Even then how often has Riddle come off on the losing side of your clashes? If you discount you as a toddler, four times Harry. You've beaten him four times."

"Bloody Hell." Harry muttered

"Language." Came the simultaneous cry of Luna, Hermione and Fleur.

Of course, Ron and Tonks just snickered at Harry being rebuked.

Forest of Dean

"Why did we come here again?" Ron asked as he stepped out of the cab. "Don't get me wrong. It's lovely, but we just drove for seven bloody hours."

"Because the Forest of Dean is a massive hole in the Underage Magic Detection grid." Hermione replied as she stretched out. They had stopped a few times to stretch their legs and traded off on driving, but she was still stiff. "While only one of us has the Trace at the moment they can detect magic by any creature as Dobby helped demonstrate."

"Oh, that makes sense." Harry groaned as he cracked his back. "Well, come on Ron, let's set up the tents."

"Why do we have to set up the tents?" Ron huffed. "We did the driving."

"Because we want to sleep in bed with our respective ladies instead of on the couch." Harry might have been married a very short time, but he knew the rules. "We get them set up fast enough and Dora will make nachos."

"Nachos?" Ron perked up. "Why didn't you say so in the first place?"

Ron and Harry quickly got to work unpacking the taxi and setting up the tents. With the use of magic it didn't take long. Thankfully both sets of wizarding tents looked completely muggle from the outside. It wouldn't do to be asked a lot of questions if wards failed after all.

"And that should finish the wards." Fleur nodded as she weaved an intricate pattern in the air. "I 'ad a little trouble weaving the muffliato in, but it should hold."

"That's amazing." Hermione gaped. "The spells are working in perfect harmony now. I tried using all of them together and some of them counteracted the other."

"And that is why you need a cursebreaker." Dora chuckled. "And my wife is a talented one. Easy on the eyes too."

"Yes she is, but don't you dare tell Ron I said that." Hermione admitted. "I'm waiting to surprise him on our anniversary."

"We won't tell a soul, 'Ermione." Fleur winked. "Now, I am starved and my wife promised Nachos."

"Yes, yes I did." Dora chuckled. "Come on then, let's see if the men managed to get the tents up or made a hash of it."

Malfoy Manor

Lord Voldemort was dressed to the nines in the latest of business robes as he took his seat at the head of the banquet table. He was thoroughly enjoying living the high life on his followers' sickle. Watching the assembled Death Eaters take their seats around the table he let them settle in as he twirled his wand in hand.

"Now that we are all gathered here, we can begin the reports." Voldemort smiled as he saw the eager expressions on some and the winces on the faces of others. "First the news on Ronald Weasley, why has he not been seen?"

"My Lord, I personally took three Aurors to the Burrow." Thorfinn bowed his head before reporting. "The blood traitors showed us to the bedroom door. From there it was an obvious case of Spattergroit, my lord. The pustules are rather distinctive."

"Hmm, well I guess dear Harry will be without his best mate." Voldemort laughed and the assembly followed suit. "Send the Weasley's a fruit basket. They may be blood-traitors, but they are fertile ones. They will be useful as breeding stock."

"Now, Severus, is Hogwarts well in hand?" Voldemort turned to one of his favorite spies. "The year is mandatory for all Purebloods and Halfbloods after all. I would not want their education to suffer."

"The School is fully under my control at this time." Severus Snape drawled out. "I have sent the proper letters to all appropriate students. The cells have even been prepared for spell practice subjects."

"Very good, Severus. You have anticipated my desires." Voldemort's grin grew a little manic. "Though I suppose I telegraphed them with my order to hand the addresses of the Muggleborns over to the Snatchers."

"Indeed, my lord." Snape nodded his head. "I do not mean to be presumptuous."

"Not at all." Voldemort chuckled. "When my followers initiative coincides with my desires I am pleased. Now, who can tell me what happened with that abomination of a wedding. I mean surely a pureblood like William could do better than a beast. As for the half-blood Nymphadora, I can only guess that she takes after her mother."

"My Lord, I know." Bellatrix simpered. "According to my sources Harry Potter ended up marrying both brides."

"Oh-ho, that is most amusing." Voldemort chuckled darkly. "Well, be sure that the Snatchers know I want both of the brides captured alive and reasonably intact. I am sure dear Harry would find it most interesting to see them broken in properly."