On the morning of September 1st, Harry Potter heard the doorbell and went hastily to the front door, throwing it open.
Standing on the other side was Nym, beaming.
"Hey there, little bro." Nym said teasingly, and Harry grabbed his pseudo-big sister by the hips and pulled her in for a long, sizzling kiss.
Nym was still in her form of Harry's biological sister, with red hair and creamy pale skin.
"Fuck, you look so sexy like this." Harry said, his eyes roving Nym's body.
"Thanks." Nym smiled, then clapped her hands together, "So. You all packed for school?"
"Well, no. Not exactly." Harry admitted. Nym laughed and slipped her arms around Harry's neck.
"Go get packed, Harry." Nym told him with a smile, and Harry gave a dramatic sigh before heading off to his room.
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When Harry came down the steps about twenty minutes later, Nym was laying on the couch, eyes closed. Her tank top was riding up on her flat stomach, and her long, smooth legs were on full display.
Harry crept up to Nym, leaned down, and planted a kiss on Nym's stomach. She stirred a little, and Harry's kissed slid upwards, until he reached the hem of her tank top, then he jumped up to her cleavage, and planted one kiss on the swell of each breast, and Nym's eyes flashed open.
Harry grinned at his 'big sister', and leaned down to kiss Nym's tits again. He enjoyed the soft sound of pleasure that came from her mouth.
Nym grabbed the hem of her gray tank top and tore it off of her, unveiling her lacy blue bra, which she quickly tugged down, letting her full melons surge out.
Harry attacked her nipples with relish, and soon, the living room was full of her sexy, feminine moans.
"I wish we had… ugh.. more time!" Nym gasped as Harry tugged her nipples with his teeth.
"You should have shown up earlier." Harry said with a laugh before diving back down, but Nym pushed him off her tits.
"You also could have packed up last night." Nym reminded him. Harry looked a little sheepish.
"Well? Don't stop, baby brother." Nym said, cupping her tits in her hands. Harry dived back down to start planting kisses all over her breasts. Nym's hands ran through Harry's hair as she mewled.
Their spicy time on the couch was ill-fated, unfortunately, and five minutes later, they had to stop.
Nym fixed her clothing, Harry gathered his luggage, and then they Apparated away.
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Harry, Nym, and Harry's trunk all materialized on a crowded King's Cross platform, which nobody noticed.
Nym slid her hand into Harry's, their fingers entwining, and then the pair walked briskly down the platform, Harry pulling his trunk along with them.
The rest of Harry's things, such as Hedwig, his new Firebolt, and just some extras like his cauldron, for example, had already been brought to Hogwarts by Lily when she had moved her things in last week.
The two of them reached the divide between platforms 9 and 10, and walked through completely unfazed by the sight of a solid-looking wall.
They emerged onto the secret platform that only wizards and witches (and sometimes their Muggle families) knew about.
The scarlet Hogwarts Express was sitting there, smoke billowing as it prepared for the journey.
All around, students were saying last goodbyes to their families, making sure they had everything, and pushing forwards to try and get onto the train.
Harry put his hands on Nym's hips, and she gave an exasperated laugh, sliding her arms around his waist and leaning in to give him a loving kiss on the cheek. Neither of them wanted to kiss on the cheek, but them kissing on the mouths would be pretty frowned upon, even by wizarding culture.
"I'll see you soon, Harry." Nym promised with a smirk.
"Wait, how soon?" Harry asked, suspicious and hopeful.
"You'll see!" Nym laughed. She mashed her tits against his chest, kissed him once more on the cheek, and then Harry made his way to the train.
He handed his trunk to one of the train's staff, who looked awfully confused why Harry only had the one trunk but didn't say anything. Trunk taken care of, Harry joined the queue onto the train, and finally made it onto the narrow corridor of the long train.
Harry had no idea where any of his friends were, and decided to simply walk left. They could be down on the right, but a good majority of the older kids seemed to be going right, so Harry figured they might be left, away from the fifth, sixth, and seventh years.
Harry squeezed down the corridor to the left, and then he saw a girl sitting alone in a compartment. That wasn't wildly unusual, but she looked weirdly familiar.
Harry opened the door and she looked up at Harry with vivid emerald eyes.
"Do… do I know you?" Harry asked the girl.
She was young, probably about twelve, making her a first year, with strawberry blond hair, the aforementioned emerald eyes, and a slender, petite body.
"I don't think so. My name's Violet Evans." the girl said very shyly, with an American accent.
"You're not serious?" Harry asked, sitting down opposite her.
"Yeah. Why?" the girl, Violet, asked nervously.
"My name's Harry Potter. My mum, her name's Lily Evans." Harry explained. Violet gasped.
"Really? My mom's sister, her name is Lily. My mom and her don't get along, but I've heard some stories about when they were kids." Violet said, still quite shy, but she was also shocked.
"What's your mum's name?" Harry wondered.
"Rose. Rose Evans." Violet answered.
"She didn't marry anyone?" Harry asked curiously.
"No. She and my father weren't married yet when Mom got pregnant, and then he died not long after. A car accident." Violet explained.
"Sorry to hear that. My dad died when I was really young. I barely even remember him." Harry admitted.
"It's hard, not having a dad." Violet said sadly.
Harry leaned over and touched Violet's leg.
"I can't believe that I've got a cousin I didn't even know about. I mean, I know I have a cousin, but he's kind of the worst." Harry chuckled, then paused, "Well, I guess, we have a cousin."
"You mean Dudley? Aunt Petunia and my mom don't get along great, either, but I've at least met her family. I had no idea I had a cousin, either, much less one who went to this school!" Violet enthused.
A lot of her shyness had faded, turning into excitement.
"This is your first year at Hogwarts, right?" Harry checked. Violet nodded.
"Yeah. I'm really scared about going here. The woman who came to my house, she said… she said I'd be able to do magic." Violet said, looking a bit stunned still.
"You will be able to. I'm in my third year here, and I've learned a lot of magic. It's actually really easy compared to what I've heard Muggle school is like. You saw the entrance to this platform, so you know how great magic is." Harry said.
"Yeah, the door thing was crazy." Violet nodded.
"Did you know that my mum teaches here?" Harry wondered. Violet gasped.
"No! I had no idea. What does she teach? Math? English?" Violet asked.
"What? Why would there be a class on how to speak the language we already speak?" Harry asked, baffled.
"There's no English classes here?" Violet asked, surprised.
"Uh, no. And I'm not really sure what Math is, either." Harry confessed, "No, Mum teaches Muggle Studies, which is sort of like researching the people who can't do magic."
"Is that what Muggle means? You said that earlier." Violet said.
"Oh, yeah, I guess you wouldn't know. A Muggle is someone who can't do magic." Harry explained.
Violet opened her mouth but then the compartment door opened, revealing Susan.
"Harry? What are you doing in here? Who's this?" Susan asked, confused.
"Sue! Hey, this is my cousin, Violet." Harry said, "Violet, this is my… er… friend, Susan."
"Cousin?" Susan asked in surprise.
"Hi." Violet said timidly.
"She's American." Susan realized.
"Yeah. I noticed that, too." Harry said dryly, making Susan blush a little, "We just worked out that our mums are estranged sisters."
"You and her have the same eyes." Susan noticed.
"That's why I came in to talk to her, actually. She looked familiar." Harry confessed.
Susan sat down beside Harry, their legs touching.
"I can't believe you had a cousin you didn't know about." Susan said, leaning a little against Harry's chest.
"Me either." Harry said, smiling warmly at Violet, who smiled a little shyly back.
"Are you guys together?" Violet asked timidly.
Harry and Susan glanced at each other.
"In a sense." Susan answered.
Harry didn't exactly think that Violet would think the revelation of Harry essentially having a coven was very normal. Harry and Susan exchanged a series of expressive looks that pretty much went like this.
Harry: I don't want her to know
Susan: You can't keep it a secret for long
Harry: Fine.
"So, in our magical culture, more powerful wizards sometimes have what we call 'covens'. That's where one wizard has multiple witch girlfriends." Harry tried to explain it.
"What?" Violet asked in astonishment. Susan placed a hand on Harry's chest.
"Your cousin is one of the most powerful wizards ever, so he has a plethora of girls who are interested in him." Susan explained.
"So… how many girlfriends do you have?" Violet asked.
Harry contemplated.
"You know… I'm, well, I don't actually know the number." Harry admitted. Violet's mouth fell open.
"He's very powerful." Susan added.
"Is this kinda thing… normal?" Violet asked.
"Not exactly anymore." Harry admitted, "But it was pretty frequent back in the day, as wizards seemed to be a lot more powerful back then."
"Wow." Violet said, sitting back.
"Yeah." Harry nodded, "I was pretty shocked, too, once I started my first year and several girls seemed interested in me, but now, I couldn't imagine my life without them."
Harry turned to Susan.
"Speaking of them, where are they?" Harry asked, "I want them to meet Violet."
"I'm actually not sure where they are. They might be in the far back, because I've gone all the way up to the front and back when I saw you and Violet talking." Susan explained.
"Damn." Harry said.
The compartment door opened and Angelina Johnson stepped in. Harry smiled at the sexy fifteen year old girl, and she smiled back.
"Been a while, Harry." Angelina smiled, and gave Susan a friendly nod, before she saw Violet.
Angelina looked thoughtfully between Harry and Violet.
"This is Violet Evans, my cousin." Harry introduced.
"Nice to meet you!" Angelina enthused, and shook Violet's hand.
"Nice to meet you too." Violet said shyly.
"I figured you'd be with your coven." Angelina said, entering the coven to reveal she had been followed by two other girls.
Harry recognized both as other members of the Gryffindor Quidditch team.
The first girl in was Katie Bell, a girl in fourth year like Angelina, and she was beautiful, with creamy skin, light brown hair, gray eyes, and round, perky breasts. She was slender, with an athletic grace.
The second was Alicia Spinnet, a girl in the fifth year, who was sexy as fuck. She had caramel colored skin, black hair, deep brown eyes, and some killer curves. Alicia wasn't particularly busty, but that was more than balanced out compared to her wide hips, thick tempting thighs, and incredible huge ass. Fuck, imagine being the broomstick Alicia rides during Quidditch games.
"You guys all know each other, right?" Angelina asked Harry and Susan.
"Vaguely. I don't think we've spoken." Harry said.
"Well, I'm Katie Bell." Katie smiled.
"Alicia Spinnet." Alicia said with a slightly sultry look in her eyes.
"Harry Potter." Harry said.
"We know." Katie and Alicia giggled together. Harry grinned.
"Well, ladies, this is my cousin, Violet Evans." Harry introduced.
"Hi!" Katie said really nicely, and Violet gave Katie a smile.
"Hi." Violet said back.
Angelina slid in on Harry's other side, and Katie and Alicia sat down beside each other on Violet's right, opposite Angelina.
"So. You ready to lose in Quidditch?" Alicia asked with a smirk.
"As if." Harry grinned back at the curvy girl. Alicia leaned forwards with interest at the banter, and Harry got a nice view down her shirt at the cleavage made by her small, perky breasts.
"So, Violet," Susan began before the younger girl got uncomfortable at the way Harry and Alicia were talking, "Have you heard about the Hogwarts Houses?"