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“This is ridiculous!” Professor Yaxley hissed, she had just been informed her time at Hogwarts as a professor would be over. Using her wand she blew open the chamber with everybody from the school board. Angrily she looked around noticing all the new faces that weren’t there when she was first put in place as the new dada teacher.
“Mcgonagall what is the meaning of this!” Christina Yaxley hissed Minerva’s name with hatred.
“The board has decided Hogwarts needs to change things up,” she said calmly. “Your employment here hasn’t been the refreshing change people would have liked to see.”
Christina turned to the witches and wizards in the room. They were all well-known names for the ministry but not the faces usually associated with them. then her eyes spotted a grinning man. "Black..." Christina hissed. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm just doing my part on the school board, Christina," Sirius said, his mouth turning up in a smirk. Christina seethed with anger at him.
She then turned to Narcissa Malfoy, "Where is Lucius?"
Narcissa Malfoy shifted uncomfortably under Christina's gaze before replying, "He couldn't make it today. But he sends his regards." Christina scoffed at the mention of Lucius, her disdain evident in her expression.
"Wait till the ministry hears about this!" Christina stormed out of the chamber, her mind racing with thoughts of revenge. As she made her way through the corridors of Hogwarts, she couldn't shake off the feeling of betrayal.
Enraged, Christina Yaxley stormed through the corridors of Hogwarts, turning a corner and she noticed Harry Potter standing alone. His green eyes widened in surprise as he saw the fury on Christina's face. Before he could react, she pointed her wand at him.
Christina Yaxley said, "As my final act as a professor, I will put you in your place one more time." Harry swiftly raised his wand in defense, ready to protect himself from Christina Yaxley's wrath.
Christina Yaxley quickly attacked, her rage fueling powerful spells that Harry Potter expertly deflected. Christina noticed Harry wasn't going to be an easy target, but she was determined to put Harry through his paces one more time. Harry's defence slipped and Christina's hex hit him.
Christina's hex had hit Harry, causing numbness to spread through his wand arm. Despite the pain and shock, Harry managed to muster his strength and focus. With a swift counterattack, he sent a stunning spell towards Christina, which she easily blocked.
Harry's arm began to ache. Christina smiled, disarmed him, and sent him flying into the wall, pinning him against it. "Not bad Mr Potter, maybe my detentions had an effect on you just not in the way I would have liked." The impact of Christina hex sent a jolt of pain through Harry's body, but his determination remained unshaken. As he struggled against the force pinning him to the wall.
Christina said, firing spells at Harry as he struggled in pain. "You would have been the perfect wizard if you weren't a half-blood and mudblood lover." Seeing Harry's resolve made her enraged. throwing a bonebreaking curse at his wand arm out of rage. Christina's bonebreaking curse hit Harry's wand arm, causing excruciating pain to shoot through his body. Smirking Christina smiled as she watched Harry's face contorted in pain as he tried to push through the agony coursing through his body. Despite the intense suffering, Harry refused to give up.
"That's all you got." Harry struggled to speak through the pain, his voice strained but defiant. Christina's eyes blazed with fury as she raised her wand once more.
As Christina raised her wand once more, a voice echoed through the room - "YAXLEY!" Startled, Christina turned to see Bellatrix Black striding towards them, her eyes blazing with anger. Bellatrix held her wand in hand ready to defend Harry against Christina's attacks. With a flick of her wand, Bellatrix sent a stunning spell towards Christina, who barely managed to dodge it. The room crackled with tension as the two powerful witches faced off.
Bellatrix Black's sudden appearance caught Christina off guard, her expression a mix of surprise and defiance. Bellatrix wasted no time in launching a series of powerful spells at Christina, who expertly deflected each one with precision.
Harry dropped on the floor, his body trembling from the intense pain radiating from his injured arm. He watched in awe as Bellatrix and Christina engaged in a fierce magical duel, their spells colliding with such force that the room seemed to vibrate with energy.
"Why are you defending this half-blood, Bellatrix?" Christina taunted with contempt. "Have you abandoned your family like Sirius?"
Bellatrix's face twisted into a sneer at Christina's words, her eyes flashing with a mix of anger and determination. "You wouldn't understand the true meaning of loyalty and family, Christina. Harry may be a half-blood, but he has shown more courage and heart than many pure-blood wizards I have known." Bellatrix's voice was cold and unwavering as she continued to duel with Christina.
Harry watched as they fired even more dangerous spells, noticing one of Christina's spells shatter a piece from a stone pillar.
His heart raced witnessing the destructive power of their magic. He knew he had to help Bellatrix, who risked her life to protect him. Summoning all his strength, Harry pushed himself up from the floor and focused on his wand lying just out of reach.
Reaching out with his off hand, he muttered "accio." Harry's voice barely carried the incantation as his wand trembled and then flew into his hand.
With a quick transfiguration, he created a band for his wand arm to rest in as he stood up and aimed his wand with his other arm at Christina. Harry gripped his wand tightly, fueled by determination as he joined the magical duel between Bellatrix and Christina. He swiftly flicked his wrist, sending a stunning spell towards Christina, catching her off guard.
Christina blocked Harry's spell with a swift countercurse, her eyes narrowing in concentration. but her attention draw away from Bellatrix was all Bellatrix needed to finish her off.
As Christina struggled to deflect Harry's spell, Bellatrix seized the opportunity and unleashed a powerful curse that knocked Christina off her feet. The room fell silent as Christina lay motionless on the ground, defeated. Bellatrix approached Harry, her expression softening slightly as she helped him steady himself.
"Harry!" Bella said, "That bitch!" she hissed, waving her wand Bella tied Christina up with magical restraints.
Bellatrix's eyes softened as she looked at Harry, a hint of pride shining through her intense gaze. "You did well," she said quietly, her voice surprisingly gentle.
"You got here just in time Bella," Harry said, relieved to have someone by his side.
Bellatrix smirked, "I'm not letting you die on me kid."
"I'd be dead without you," Harry said sincerely. "Thank you."
Bellatrix waved away his gratitude. "Don't thank me until this mess is cleaned up," she said, gesturing towards Christina's unconscious form. "And until you recover, we'll need a healer. Let's take you back to your room." Harry agreed and together with Bella they left for his room.
Before they even reached his room all sorts of rumors were spreading throughout Hogwarts about the fight that took place.
Upon entering his room Penelope set about tending to Harry's wounds. Bella sent a message to Lily, in just a few seconds the flames of his floo flared and a worried Lily and Fleur rushed through the fire.
"What happened!" Lily yelled as she ran to her son, immediately seeing the injuries he sustained.
"She tried to attack me mum," Harry said, trying to reassure his mother. "Bella came just in time."
Lily's eyes widened with concern, and she moved to examine her son's wounds together with Penelope. There was a knock on the door and Hermione, Ginny, Sirius and headmistress McGonagall entered the room.
"What happened here?" McGonagall asked, her stern voice cutting through the silence.
"Yaxley attacked me," Harry explained, his voice weak but clear. "Bella saved me."
"Is he alright?" Sirius asked, his eyes searching for any sign of injury.
"He will be," Lily said, her voice tight with emotion.
"I suppose she didn't take her dismissal to well." Sirius said tryng to lighten the mood. sadly for him only Harry seemed to find it funny.
Sirius, with a mischievous twinkle in his eye, turned his gaze towards Fleur, Ginny, Hermione, and Penelope. Observing how closely the girls were gathered around him, he couldn't resist the urge to playfully tease Harry about it. Clearing his throat theatrically, Sirius addressed Harry in a jovial tone that hinted at the impending mischief. "Well now, Harry," he began slyly while sweeping his arm in an exaggerated gesture encompassing all four girls present in the room. "It seems you have quite the fan club here! Do tell us - who holds the esteemed title of being your favorite among these lovely ladies?"
The air was suddenly filled with a mixture of nervous giggles and blushing cheeks as Hermione, Ginny, Fleur, and Penelope exchanged amused glances at each other before casting shy glances towards Harry. Sensing their discomfort yet finding amusement in Sirius's antics himself, Harry responded with an affectionate chuckle and a playful roll of his eyes. "Oh come on now," he quipped good-naturedly to Sirius as if trying to diffuse any potential embarrassment for the girls. "You know very well that I hold all of them dear to my heart equally."
Sirius's teasing banter finally met its match when Fleur, unable to contain her amusement any longer, decided to playfully turn the tables on him. With a twinkle in her eye and a misvous smile playing on her lips, she addressed Sirius in a melodious tone that hinted at both amusement and underlying affection. "Mon amour," she began, her French accent adding an extra layer of charm to her words, "eet ees just jelous zat 'Arry 'as ze admiration of so many lovely ladies around 'im."
"Don't get your knickers in a twist, Sirius," Ginny chimed in with a smirk.
As the playful banter continued to fill the room, Sirius couldn't help but chuckle at Fleur's witty retort. Sensing that he might have met his match in her quick wit, he leaned back in his chair a grin, acknowledging playful teasing with a mock bow. "Touché, my dear Fleur," he conceded with a twinkle in his eye.
Lily's gentle smile radiates warmth as she finishes tending to Harry's bruises, her caring touch a stark contrast to the playful banter that had filled the room just moments before. With a tender expression, she looked at Harry and affectionately brushed a stray lock of hair from his forehead. "There all better now," she reassured him softly.
Professor McGonagall then cleared her throat, drawing the attention of everyone in the room. With her trademark stern expression softened by a hint of amusement, she addressed the group. "Let's keep it quiet for now," she said firmly, eyes flickering towards Sirius with a knowing look. "Bella will start as the professor on Monday, so for now, let's focus on preparing for the new term."
The group nodded in unison, their playful banter settling into a comfortable silence at Professor McGonagall's instruction. Minerva, Sirius, Bella and Lily left for the night leaving Harry with Hermione, Ginny, Fleur and Penelope were helping Harry get ready for bed when the idea popped into Hermione's head.
"What if we all slept together tonight?" she suggested, her voice soft and hesitant.
Ginny, Fleur and Penelope looked at each other, their expressions a mix of surprise and intrigue. Harry, sensing the change in the atmosphere, turned to look at Hermione, a questioning look on his face.
"I mean, we're already in your room, and we're all pretty tired," Hermione continued, her cheeks flushing pink at the thought. "Maybe we could just cuddle together and sleep."
Ginny, Fleur and Penelope exchanged glances, considering the proposal. Finally, Ginny spoke up. "I think that sounds like a great idea," she said, her voice soft and inviting. "We can all use some extra warmth and comfort tonight."
"Oui, 'arry isn't the only one who can enjoy a good cuddle," Fleur said, giving Harry a playful wink.
Penelope, who hadn't spoken much since the suggestion, nodded in agreement. "I'd love to sleep with you guys," she said, her voice soft and sincere.
Harry felt his heart swell with happiness at the thought of spending the night cuddled up with his friends. He smiled at the girls, his eyes lighting up with joy. "I'd love that," he said simply.
The girls quickly stripped down to their underwear and climbed into the bed with Harry. Ginny crawled under the covers first, followed by Hermione, Fleur and finally Penelope. Ginny settled herself in Harry's arms, her head resting on his chest, while Hermione curled up against his side. Fleur snuggled up against Ginny, wrapping her arms around Ginny making the pretty redhead blush. Penelope laid next to Hermione spooning the brunette witch. All of them wrapped in blankets. Harry nestled between the bodies of his girlfriends, well he hadn't really asked them he mostly claimed them as his girls.
"So you girls are all mine right." Harry said, his voice soft and teasing.
"Of course," Ginny said, her voice muffled by the blankets. "We belong to you."
Hermione nodded in agreement, her voice low and breathy. "We're all yours, Harry."
Fleur hummed in agreement, her voice a mix of French and English. "Oui, mon amour, nous appartenons à vous," she said, her voice soft and seductive.
Penelope chuckled softly, her voice warm and comforting. "Yes, Harry, we're all yours."
Harry smiled at the girls, his heart swelling with happiness at the thought of having them all to himself. "Goodnight, girls," he said, his voice soft and sleepy.
The girls replied with soft whispers, their voices blending together in a chorus of affection. Harry closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep, surrounded by the warmth and love of his girlfriends.