Chapter 6
"So, let me get this straight," Emily said as she sat with Six and Sarah at a mall in the town they were currently passing through. Six, Sarah, and Emily were sitting in the food court taking a lunch break from their shopping. "Whenever one of you has an orgasm the other experiences it. And you can experience Harry's orgasms?"
"Pretty much," Six replied. "But it's only an orgasm that Harry causes." "Really?" Sarah asked.
"Yeah. I verified it because I was curious. You don't experience self-induced orgasms. And I have to say that flicking the bean is not as fun as what Harry does to us," Six said.
"I imagine not," Emily mused. "What is his orgasm like? I mean from a guy's perspective. How does it compare to ours?"
Sarah tried to explain. But it was hard to explain to a girl who had never experienced it. "Suffice it to say we now understand why guys love BJs," Six said with a grin.
"Isn't it weird experiencing someone else's orgasm?" Emily asked while looking back and forth between her two friends.
"It was at first," Sarah admitted. "But now we just feel like we are in the other person's body. And we can tune it out if we want."
"But we don't often want to. We can experience the intense pleasure without all the buildup work to get there," Six said.
"It is a little strange when we experience Hermione's orgasms in Harry's dreams," Sarah admitted.
"That's his ex he can no longer talk to?" Emily asked. "You experience her orgasms, like in a memory or something?"
"That's her," Six said. "And we're not really sure. If they are memories they are really vivid. But who knows. Harry is different even for a Loric."
"What do you mean?" Emily asked curiously.
"Granted I don't really remember much of Lorien. But what little I do remember and from the few Lorien I've met, Harry would be seen as an exceptional person even among my people. He's incredibly intelligent and charismatic. And the way he just naturally wields his power is astonishing. Don't get me wrong. He still seems to work hard at mastering his abilities. But he also has an ease with it that I'm frankly a little jealous of," Six said.
"I also wonder if all Loric men are this good in bed," Sarah admitted.
"I've wondered the same thing. Obviously, all Garde would have greater strength and stamina than humans. But the things Harry can do," Six said.
"What?" Emily asked.
Sarah and Six exchanged a look before Sarah said, "It's like he understands our bodies better than we do. He knows exactly what to do to bring us the best pleasure."
"I imagine Harry stands out from other Loric men as well," Six said. Emily was more than a little jealous after hearing that. But she ruthlessly suppressed that. Six and Sarah had to share Harry she reminded herself. A small part of her honestly wondered if sharing him wouldn't be worth it anyway. "What about Sam? How does he do?" Six asked.
"He's very eager to learn. But he could certainly stand to improve on his technique a little bit," Emily admitted.
"I imagine that will come with time," Sarah suggested. "Maybe Harry could give him some tips."
"I wouldn't say no to it," Emily admitted. "Still, he's the kindest boy I've ever dated. So, is Harry a boob or a butt man?"
Sarah and Six exchanged a look and answered together, "A butt man. Most definitely a butt man."
"I've caught him staring at my butt so intently I thought he wanted to take a bite out of it," Sarah admitted with a laugh."
"The same," Six said. "What about Sam?"
"A boob man through and through," Emily said. "I don't know which I'd prefer," Sarah mused.
"Oh please. You've actually got a pair of tits. I'm glad Harry is a butt man through and through," Six said.
"You have breasts," Sarah objected.
"Not anywhere near as big as yours," Six pointed out. "My butt on the other hand seems to keep Harry happy."
"He can't keep his hands off of it," Sarah said while nodding. "Mine either."
"Not a terrible problem to have," Emily said with a grin. "We should take a day at the beach at some point."
"Maybe," Six said noncommittally.
"We need a break from the war sometimes. Maybe not a whole day. But a few hours wouldn't hurt," Sarah suggested.
Six nodded. The three young women continued to chat and shop getting to know one another. Emily and Sarah were already friends. Six was now being included in their group.
Meanwhile Harry and Sam were hanging out at a nearby bowling alley.
"Hey Harry," Sam said as he returned from throwing his ball and picking up as many pins as he could.
"Yeah Sam," Harry said as he got up to throw his ball.
Sam looked around nervously before asking in a quieter voice, "Do you have any tips about pleasing a woman?"
"Are you concerned about pleasing Emily?" Harry asked.
"I get by," Sam said with a shrug. "But I don't really have much of a clue as to what I'm doing." Harry bowled a strike and came back to sit down.
"Do you know where the clit is?" Harry asked. Sam nodded. "The g-spot."
"The what?" Sam asked.
"Alright. I think I can give you few tips. After this game we'll go out to my cycle and I'll pull up a hologram. We'll also talk about the importance of warming a woman up before anything more than a finger goes inside of her," Harry said.
"Thanks Harry," Sam said.
Harry nodded and felt like he could help the younger guy. He had picked up a lot of experience with Hermione that he was willing to pass onto Sam.
"You look happy," Sarah noted as Emily climbed into the hot tub available in the hotel they were staying at.
Their current hotel was a little nicer than the hotels and motels they had previously stayed at.
"I am," Emily confirmed. "Whatever advice Harry gave Sam really paid off. It was wonderful."
"Good for you," Sarah told her friend with a grin.
"Where's Six?" Emily asked.
"She's spending some private time with Harry...oh," Sarah whispered while moaning with the last bit.
"What?" Emily asked.
"Harry just gave Six an orgasm," Sarah explained. "It was good. They're still going at it."
Emily shook her head and said, "That is so weird. I sort of wish I could experience it. So, I've heard how things are going from Sam with his training. What do you think?"
Harry had used his nano-constructor to create special rifles for Sam and Sarah. Meanwhile Emily was learning how to use Loric healing technology Harry had constructed for her.
"I'm not a fan of killing. But I can't deny our rifles are very effective at it," Sarah said. "Being able to shoot both Earth-based rifle rounds and Loric energy rounds long distance gives them a versatility that can't be beat. I expected them to be heavier and harder to handle. But the advanced alloys and the stabilizing tech built in makes them very easy to handle. The targeting systems are incredibly accurate. We have very little work today."
"Sam said much the same," Emily said.
"How about your training?" Sarah asked her friend.
"It's going good. I am learning about both the human body and Loric physiology. The technology pretty well diagnoses and treats the injuries. But it will be my job to select the treatment from a list of options," Emily explained. "My dad doesn't like the idea of going to a base."
"My parents aren't thrilled about leaving me out here to fight either," Sarah admitted. "But they understand that it isn't feasible to keep a large non-combat force with us. I'd rather see my little sister and family as safe as Harry can make them."
Harry was setting up a base in the wilderness for their families and maybe another select few to go to. Constructing the base was a little slow going because he was using the nano-constructor to build some of the critical systems. The base would be equipped with a Loric technology based defense system. Harry really lamented the fact he didn't have a wand. He didn't think the Fidelius charm was something he would be mastering anytime in the next decade or two without a wand. It was just too complex of a spell.
"I think my dad understands. He would just rather I go with him to the base," Emily admitted. "The fact that I'm not planning to be in an active combat role helps him I think."
Emily had still been trained in the use of a Loric pistol. Even if she wasn't actively fighting, she would be supporting the combat team medically in the field. Sarah gripped the side of the hot tub of a look of pure pleasure came over her features. She shuddered through the effect until it was over.
"That looked like an intense one," Emily said.
"It was," Sarah said. "I think they are done for now."
"Living with aliens certainly makes life interesting," Emily noted.
"Sleeping with them can make it even more-so," Sarah mused.
Six entered the room a few moments later and slid into the hot tub positively glowing with happiness.
"I believe you had fun," Emily noted.
"That was awesome," Six said as she just relaxed into the heated water. "It was," Sarah agreed.
"Enough making me jealous ladies," Emily said in a teasing tone.
"If I didn't like Sam so much I would suggest you attach yourself to the next male Garde we come across," Six said.
"I like Sam too much for that," Emily said. "But if he ever becomes an asshole I'll keep it in mind."
"I don't think Sam has an assholish bone in his body. But people can change," Sarah admitted. "Where's Harry?"
"He said he was going to work on the base," Six said.
As far as the others knew they thought Harry was constructing robots to build the base. In reality, he was actually apparating to the location and building it himself.
"He never stops working does he," Emily said. "He needs some downtime."
"That's what his alone time with us is for," Sarah said. "He said he would rather spend time with us. He also gets some alone time when he is studying his Loric database."
"If we can tire him out enough I've even occasionally seen him take a nap. But they are rare," Six said.
"He's so peaceful when is sleeping like that," Sarah said with a fond smile. "That usually takes both of us...working him over...together," She said.
"Every man's dream," Emily commented.
"Is Sam now the one getting a little jealous?" Six asked.
"He hasn't said anything about it. Sam isn't that dumb. But I can tell he's interested," Emily said.
"As long as it is only interest," Sarah said. "Sam seems smart. Smart enough to know he has a great relationship going with you."
Emily seemed pleased by this sentiment. The three friends continued chatting as they relaxed in the hot tub.
"Hello mom," Paul greeted as his mother answered the phone.
"Paul," Joycelyn Hart said as she recognized her son's voice. "Are you alright? This phone is probably being monitored."
"It was. But we are temporarily blocking that," Paul replied. "What they are saying about us isn't true."
"I didn't think it was," Joycelyn agreed. "What's the real story?"
"Telling you would put you in even more danger," Paul said. "For now they haven't made a move on you. We are monitoring the situation. A friend of mine is going to deliver you a package. It will be a bracelet. Always keep it on. If you are ever in danger press the panic button built-in."
"Alright," Joycelyn said. "Are you, Annie, and the kids safe?"
"As safe as we can be mom," Paul said. "All I can say is what we are involved in will change our world. It wouldn't hurt to pack a go-bag with anything vital you need. Keep it handy," Paul said. "I have to go. I shouldn't be on here too long."
"Alright. I love you," Joycelyn said.
"I love you too mom," Paul said before hanging up.
Joycelyn Hart was a 69-year-old widow. Her husband had passed away two years before in a car accident. Her son was an only child. She decided she would give Annie's parents a call. Or better yet she would pay them a visit. George and Gertrude only lived about a half hour drive away. Joycelyn would soon find out that George and Gertrude had just received a similar call from Annie with the same instructions as did Annie's siblings. The bracelets were portkeys.
Harry woke up from his nap in the back seat of the car. The back seat was equipped with space expansion. All of the vehicles had been similarly upgraded. It wasn't too extreme, just a bed.
"You ok?" Six said as she looked into the back seat from the front. Sarah was asleep beside Harry. "You've been making sounds for a little while like it was a nightmare. You seemed like you were fighting."
Six wasn't actually driving the car. It was self-driving at this point.
"Yeah. I just had a strange dream. It was just you, me, Sam, and Bernie Kosar. We were pulled over by a cop for using a stolen license plate. He made us as terrorists and we ended up having to fight our way free of the cops," Harry explained.
"How'd we do?" Six asked.
"It was ridiculously easy. You summoned a storm to take down their helicopters while I took them on physically," Harry said.
"Sounds about right," Six said with a nod. "Well with you using nano-constructed plates that have been legitimized in the human computer systems by our computers I don't think that is as much of a worry."
"No it isn't," Harry agreed. "Where are we at?" He asked as he moved up behind the driver's seat where Six sat.
"We just entered the state of Tennessee," Six answered. Harry began massaging Six's shoulders. "That feels nice," She said as she enjoyed his hands against her bare skin.
"You feel nice too," Harry said. There was a comfortable silence. Then Harry asked, "Are you ready to tell me more of what happened when the Mogs caught you and Katrina?"
Six tensed for several long moments. Then she relaxed.
"It was in upstate New York a month after the near miss in Texas. This time they were smarter about it. There were over thirty of them when they came for us," Six said. "We got a few of them. But very quickly we were bound, gagged, and drugged. I woke up in a cell within the mountain in West Virginia. I didn't know where I was at the time. I later learned that they had been following us for some time hoping we would lead them to the others. We didn't think to check for surveillance bugs in our car. I think they bugged us while we were eating in the diner in Texas. They left me in that pitch black eight foot by eight foot cell for two days without food, water, or a toilet. I wasn't hungry or thirsty thanks to the charm. On the third day they came for me."
"Take your time," Harry whispered.
"I had a bucket of water thrown on me and was then bound up once more. I was blindfolded. That didn't prevent me hearing the screams of the other prisoners. They took me to a room where they removed the blindfold. Katarina was changed to the wall. She looked in far worse shape than me," Six admitted. "Then a Mog who didn't look a lot different from a guy you'd see walking down the street except perhaps more hairy entered. He looked sadistic just from the look in his eyes. He pulled torture implements from a desk in the center of the room. He had razor blades, knives, pliers, and a drill. He then came closer to me."
Flashback
The Mog whose name was Galder said, "I intend to use each and every one of these tools on you and your Cepan unless you truthfully answer all of my questions." He picked up a razor blade and ran it down Six's cheek. "I've been hunting you kids for a long time. Two of you are already dead. I hope you are number three."
Galder tried sliding the blade down Six's cheek and making a cut. The result was a long thin gash that freely bled on his own cheek thanks to the Loric charm that protected her. He kicked the desk over in a fit of rage before storming from the room. Six and Katarina spent two more days in their separate cells before being returned to the torture room.
"Tell me your number," Galder said as he walked over to Katarina and began slowly cutting into her arm.
"Don't," Six screamed.
"Tell me your number," Galder repeated as Katarina let out a moan of pain. Six didn't reply. Galder went to the desk and picked up a knife. This knife was no ordinary blade. Six watched as the blade changed colors. She could feel a sense of hunger from the blade. This blade wanted blood. "Are you four, perhaps seven? Maybe even you are lucky nine," Galder tried.
Katarina shook her head signaling Six not to talk. Galder walked to Katarina and held the knife over her heart. The blade pulled forward in Galder's grip as if it wanted to sink into her chest. Six spilled all the secrets about their journey to Earth, the chests, their hiding locations, and that she was number eight. That last little lie seemed to slip past Galder.
"You are weak. At least your relatives on Lorien fell fighting," Galder said.
When Harry heard this part of the story he couldn't help but think how idiot Galder was. Six had been a very young teenager, barely beyond childhood. Of course she was willing to give up her secrets if it meant saving the woman that might as well have been Six's mother.
"That's when the Mog drove the knife into Katarina's heart," Six said as tears fell freely down her cheeks. "I know now they had intended to kill her all along. The only comfort I have is that Kat died without being tortured too badly."
Harry pulled Six telekinetically into the back of the vehicle and wrapped her in a hug. "That is no small thing given our enemy," Harry said as he held his girlfriend.
"After that they tried everything they could to kill me. They tried electrocution, drowning, explosives, poison gas, poisonous injection, and anything else you can think of," Six explained. "None of it worked obviously. Always the Mog who initiated it was the one who died. It's kind of funny in a way. That period in my life was when I killed the most Mogadorians I've ever killed. They were finally forced to hold me in a cell until they killed three through seven."
"I'm so very sorry that you had to go through what you did," Harry said quietly as he held her and just let her cry. "How long were you their prisoner?"
"I think it was 185 days," Six answered. "I stayed in my cell praying my legacies would develop. One day after breakfast I looked down to find my hand wasn't there anymore. It didn't take me long to figure out I had an invisibility legacy. It took me two days to figure out how to make myself completely invisible. I was motivated. When dinner came around and the guard pushed the meal through the flap he saw an empty cell. Naturally he panicked. When four Mogs came in to investigate after the alarm had been raised I slipped out into the tunnel."
She paused and remembered that time. She took comfort in being safe in Harry's arms. Harry idly wondered if Six denying her true number was why she preferred keeping her Loric Number instead of going by her birth name.
"That place was like a labyrinth. It was massive with many dark drafty tunnels. Cameras monitored everything. I passed by brightly lit chambers separated by thick glass which looked like labs. I ran so fast I didn't really pay them much attention other than to note the Mogs in these labs wore plastic suits and goggles. One room held over a thousand computers with just as many Mogs manning the stations. I saw a tunnel lined with heavy steel doors that looked like a cell block for prisoners. I was too afraid to investigate with a barely there Legacy. I didn't think I could stay invisible forever. The siren was wailing in the cave. I reached the central cavern which was a half mile wide. I could barely see the other side because it was so dark. There were huge wooden trellises lining the walls and ceiling to keep anything from collapsing. Narrow walkways were chiseled between the tunnels in the rock walls. There were long arches carved from the mountain which spanned that central hall. It took me a long time to find a way out. It was across the hall from my position in the form of a small bit of natural lighting in one tunnel. Before I could head that way I spotted the Mog who killed Katarina," Six said.
"You went after him," Harry said.
It wasn't a question. Harry could see this event was the beginnings of what made Six into the bad-ass she had become today. He was able to see a softer side of her because she was his partner. But there was no mistaking that she was a bad-ass.
"I did," Six confirmed. "He went into the room where he killed Katrina. He never saw me coming. I used the sharpest razor on the torture desk to slit his throat. He burst into ash. I wish I had been able to kill him a little more slowly."
"That's natural," Harry said.
"I was able to make it out of the mountain without incident after that. I hiked up opposite mountain and did my best to memorize the cave entrance for about an hour. I ran about five miles to the nearest road memorizing every detail I could. I hopped into the back of a pickup that was driving by. It stopped at a gas station a few miles later. I got a map and marked the location of the cave. I also drew a diagram of everything I could remember about the inside of the cave. I hid the diagram not far from the town where the gas station was located. I was a little panicked at that point. I drove straight to Arkansas looking for my chest. By the time I got there it was gone," Six explained.
"You went through so much. I'm very impressed with all you did. I can't express in words how happy I am you made it out of that place, made it to me," Harry said.
Six met his eyes and said, "I'm glad I made it to you too. Being with you is such a relief. It feels so right."
Harry gently kissed her. She kissed him back. Six felt his hardness against her butt. She ground down against him. Harry deepened the kiss.
Warning Begin Smut Scene
Harry moved with Six until she was on her back. He continued to kiss her even while he undid her shorts. She raised her hips and shimmied her shorts and panties off of her. He kissed his way down her body. Harry by this point had become quite skilled at cleaning charms windlessly. He used that magic on both Six and himself. She shivered as the energy washed over her. Her pussy looked perfect as he came mouth level with it. He wasted no time as he licked her folds, running his tongue through the soft flesh.
"Oh yes," Six groaned. "Lick me Harry. Lick my pussy."
Harry happily did as requested. He licked her from the bottom of her slit up to her clit before focusing his tongue upon that sensitive bud. About thirty-seconds in he brought his right middle finger up to her gash and slowly worked it into her opening. Six moaned approvingly as the pad of his finger found the slightly rough spot that signaled her g-spot. He began to slowly rub her g- spot while sliding his finger in and out of her cunny. His tongue never stopped paying slow gentle attention to her clit.
Sarah woke up to the sounds of passion. She opened her eyes to find Harry eating Six's pussy less than a foot from her.
"That looks like fun," Sarah said as she propped her head up on her left arm and rolled on her side to face them.
Warning It Gets a Little Raunchy From Here
Sarah was momentarily surprised when her clothes were telekinetically removed. She also shuddered as the cleaning spell washed over her. Sarah suddenly found herself floating over top of Six with her legs supported telekinetically and spread wide. Her pussy was maybe eight inches above Six's snatch. And suddenly Harry's mouth was upon Sarah's pussy while his fingers continued to work over Six. Harry's mouth switched back and forth hungrily feasting on the two young women. Sarah let out a surprised cry when his tongue licked at her asshole. Six also let out a moan of approval when his tongue found her backdoor. Not long after, a finger worked its way up Six's butthole to accompany those already working her g-spot.
Six began to grind her snatch up against Harry's hungry mouth as the stimulation reached new intensity. Sarah momentarily felt neglected as he focused his attention on Six. But that didn't last long. Six was soon gushing her juices out onto Harry's face, squirting as he worked her butt and pussy over thoroughly. Harry happily drank Six's nectar down as she climaxed intensely. She thrust her mound up against his face as he continued to pump his fingers to and from her body. When she finally collapsed back against the bed sweaty and gasping for breath he slowly withdrew his fingers and gently massaged her oversensitive clit with his tongue. The look of satisfaction Six gave him in that moment, her eyes half lidded, was something that made Harry's cock rock hard. Harry needed some relief. He telekinetically turned Sarah until her pussy was over his face. Her mouth was over his dick. She knew what to do. Sarah happily started polishing his knob, her head bobbing up and down. Harry went back to licking Sarah's gash. He
slipped his left thumb up her asshole. She let out a cry around his dick as he did this. He slowly began to finger Sarah's asshole as his mouth devoured her gash.
The feeling of Sarah's mouth upon his dick was familiar but no less intense. She slowly worked his pull with her lips and tongue. Sixty-nine wasn't his favorite position because it wasn't as easy for her tongue to reach his sensitive underside. But he made do. Then he felt a heavenly sensation. Sarah's mouth vanished only to be replaced a moment later by Six's mouth where her tongue was on the underside of his cock. Six deepthroated him taking him clear to the root. What followed was a double-BJ where the ladies traded off. When Six's mouth wasn't on Harry's cock her tongue and lips were gently exploring his testicles. And then she did something Harry hadn't expected. Six's mouth found his asshole. Luckily he had used thorough cleaning charms. While Sarah sucked his dick, Six licked his asshole. Harry's cock went off like a rocket.
Hot thick semen surged into Sarah's mouth. She swallowed and instantly began cumming herself. Sarah was only able to swallow two mouthfuls of Harry's load before she had to draw back. Six immediately replaced Sarah not spilling a drop. Six swallowed his seed. The sensations their mental connection conveyed to Six sent her over the edge into a climax of her own.
A few minutes later the three collapsed sweaty and intertwined next to one another gasping for breath.
"That was intense," Six said.
"It was," Sarah agreed. "I can't believe you put your mouth on my butt."
"I liked it," Six said. "Besides, he telekinetically cleaned us off."
"So that was what I felt wash over me. The ass-licking was strange," Sarah said. "But damn if it didn't make me orgasm really hard."
Harry was just laying there with a half grin on his face unable to form words. "I think he liked it," Six said with a laugh.
"I think you're right," Sarah agreed with a laugh of her own.
End Smut Scene
Longbottom Manor
"Thank you for inviting me over. I needed to get out," Hermione admitted.
"We're happy to have you," Neville said.
"I honestly think we all need a night away from our babies," Susan said.
Neville and Susan had a little boy who was currently being looked after by Neville's grandmother. Augusta had moved out to a small house on the Longbottom estate to give Neville and his new wife Susan their privacy.
"I still can't believe you hid your pregnancy so well," Neville said. "Or that Harry would let you go into battle so heavily pregnant."
The goblins had confirmed for the world that Hermione's children were in fact the Potter heirs. The official story was that Harry and Hermione had been keeping her pregnancy quiet because of their enemies.
"About that," Hermione said. "I want to let you in on a secret. But it must remain between the three of us."
"Of course," Susan said.
"I agree," Neville replied. "We can give you our oaths."
"That might be best. I just want an oath to be unable to tell enforced by your magic. It doesn't need to be a magic loss oath."
This more than anything served to tell the couple the seriousness of the request. They quickly swore the oaths.
"Now what is this all about?" Susan asked.
"Harry and I didn't hide the pregnancy. I was not pregnant when we went into that final battle. Harry conceived our children after he fell through the veil," Hermione explained.
There was stunned silence before Neville asked, "So the veil isn't a gateway to death?"
"Not as far as I can tell. It appears to be a portal to other universes. It does destroy the original body. But everything that a person is ends up in another body in a new universe," Hermione explained. "It appears to be quite random. I do not believe Voldemort and Harry ended up in the same universe."
"You've been able to...make contact...with Harry?" Susan asked.
"In a manor of speaking. He visits me in a dream state. He can apparently manifest in that medium enough that he conceived our children. We can't speak in that realm. But I have gained access to Potter family magic that lets me experience what he is experiencing after I improved upon it," Hermione explained.
Neville was no dummy.
"You're trying to find a way to get to him," Neville said.
It wasn't a question.
"I am," Hermione agreed.
"Will this be a one way trip or can you come back and forth?" Neville asked.
"I'm preparing for the worst case of it being one way. But I'm hoping it can be two way so that we can come back and forth. If I have two I'll pack up everything we have, my babies, and take my parents with me to go to Harry," Hermione said.
"I'd do the same for Neville. Though I imagine it would be a lot harder for me. You're brilliant Hermione," Susan said. "I don't think I would know how to do a quarter of what you are doing."
"How can we help?" Neville asked.
"I don't think there is anything you can do at the moment. But I appreciate the offer. The issue I'm facing right now is being able to locate his universe. I have artifacts which can locate Harry through his family magic. But they are not strong enough to tether a portal to yet. I could jump through the veil and use a portkey-like device with only about a 20% probability of success. And that would be one-way. That to me just isn't acceptable. Once Harry's magic grows strong enough I can tether a portal to his magic itself and use that," Hermione explained.
"How long will that take? Wizards grow gradually more powerful over their lifespan. It sounds like he needs a long time to become that powerful," Susan said.
"I've been using what I have to take readings on Harry's power. At the rate he is growing he will be powerful enough in ten years," Hermione answered surprising both our friends. "To give you an understanding of the scale of magic we are talking about, Harry is already slightly more powerful than the histories say the Greek gods were, Zeus even. If he had a wand the things he would be capable of are astounding. He is having to work without a wand. He ended up in the body of an alien who while he looks human is not. That alien had powers somewhat similar to magic if not quite as diverse."
"What do you mean by alien?" Neville asked.
Hermione explained muggle culture's perception of aliens a little bit of what Harry was actually experiencing.
"Thank you for sharing this with us Hermione," Susan said as she took Hermione's hand and squeezed it.
"It feels good to share it with friends. If it weren't for the babies I might have already jumped through the veil and taken the 25% chance of seeing Harry again. I miss him so much," Hermione said. "He misses me too. I just hope he survives the ten years in that universe if I can't think of anything sooner."
"If anyone can it would be Harry Potter," Neville said.
"Harry has always had his Hermione to watch his backside," Susan pointed out.
"He's got people watching his back over there," Hermione assured.
"A woman?" Susan asked with raised eyebrows picking up on Hermione's tone.
Hermione hadn't gone into any detail about Harry needing to repopulate an alien species. She wasn't sure how her friends were going to react.
"He new body is one of six that is the last of his species. He is one of the only males," Hermione said.
"Oh...oh," Susan said as her eyes widened.
"I'm sorry Hermione," Neville said as he caught on.
"I've gotten used to the idea," Hermione admitted. "And they do watch his back." "How many?" Susan asked.
"Two. Six and Sarah," Hermione answered.
"Six?" Neville asked questioningly.
"It's a Loric thing. That's not her birth name. But it's the name she goes by. To be honest with the way his libido has been growing with his power level I think we'll need each other to keep him satisfied," Hermione admitted.
"Really?" Susan said with interest.
"Neville, you might want to cast a silencing charm on yourself if you don't want to hear this," Hermione said apologetically.
"I'm a big boy and can handle it," Neville assured.
"Harry has always been a very skilled lover. He was also a very intense lover. I think he held back his desires on my account. I mean everyone does because you don't always end up with someone who has a matched libido. I just didn't realize how turned on Harry was all the time. Now I can see it using what I am using to monitor him. He keeps both Six and Sarah busy and
he visits me every night in the dream realm. He has gotten more intense since his power began to grow," Hermione explained.
"Oh wow," Susan said.
Neville made a thoughtful noise. "What is it?" Susan asked her husband.
"I was just wondering about all those stories of the Greek gods going and sleeping with mortals. I wonder if that was how they burned off excess power," Neville said. "I don't see Harry being like that. But maybe what you three ladies have going on will be enough to satisfy him."
"I never thought of it like that," Hermione admitted. "I guess time will tell. I'm not going to spend time worrying over it."
Hermione spent an evening hanging out with her friends talking about life. Afterwards Hermione felt much better about her situation. Harry's nightly visit saw her relieving any lingering tension she felt built up.
Harry was in a dreamscape he had never been to before. He felt himself run down a pathway lined with litter and debris such as broken glass, burned plastic, rusted pieces of twisted steel. Acrid smog fills my nostrils. There are tall decaying buildings in the distance. A dark stagnant river is to his right. He continues to walk ahead towards the yelling. An angry mob is surrounding an airship on a tarmac. The Mogadorian guards keep the mob at bay. The ship is an onyx orb hovering in midair being readied for takeoff by a swarm of Mogadorian scouts.
There is a low rumble from beyond the ship that quiets the crowd. The civilians are smaller than the soldiers holding them back. A white pearl shaped ship drops out of the cloud and plumets to the ground. It lands with an earth shaking vibration. A round door slides open. Out steps Setrakus Ra. The mob is feeling at the sight of Setrakus. A soldier retrieves a hammer shaped golden cane with some sort of eye on the side from the ship. The eye scans the crowd before landing upon Harry. Setrakus narrows his eyes and steps towards Harry. One of the remaining Mogadorian protestors shouts at Setrakus. Setrakus turns towards the protestor, lifts the cane, and causes the eye to flash golden. The protestor that had shouted is ripped to shreds by being pulled through the barbed wire fence surrounding the airfield. Any lingering protestors truly fled at this action.
Setrakus turned his attention back to Harry and lifted the cane. Harry pulled himself out of the dream before Setrakus could do anymore.
He suddenly found himself laying in bed with Hermione. She was wearing her usual nightgown. Sometimes she showed up to the dreams wearing lingerie. But more often than not she was in her nightgown. They had long ago established that if either of them tried to mouth words at one
another or write anything down then the dreams ended. Instead Hermione simply fixed him with a look of concern as if she could tell he had just been through an ordeal and laid her hand on the side of his face, gently caressing his cheek. To Harry it felt like Hermione was actually there.
He had often wondered if this was actually his Hermione. Never before coming to this new universe had a dream felt so real. He had no way of knowing. Recently he had begun to believe that this was actually his Hermione. He didn't know how it would be possible to communicate between universes. Yet he suspected anything was possible with magic. He was just grateful that somehow he could still be with Hermione. The two of them cuddled for a while and held one another. There was no need to talk. Eventually they would make love. For now he just wanted to enjoy being with her.
Harry idly thought about the vision he had just had of what was obviously Mogadore. He wished he could talk it over with Hermione, to pick her brilliant mind for thoughts. It just wasn't possible. It was obvious that not all of the population on Mogadore agreed with what Setrakus Ra and the military were doing. Though, it appeared that mattered little with how easily Setrakus had killed the civilian with no fear of repercussion. What it did do was answer the question if all of Mogadore deserved to be exterminated like the Mogadorians had done on Lorien.
"We'll exterminate the military and see what we can do with the civilians. The devastation they have wrought to their own planet cannot be allowed to carry on to other planets," Harry thought.
Harry thought about the best way to help the Mogadorians should he and his people win the war. They would be focused on rebuilding themselves. It wasn't something they could devote a lot of time to. And letting the Mogadorian refugees escape their doomed planet to flood Earth wasn't ideal either. Perhaps he could set up a single domed city on an otherwise uninhabitable world to save several million of the best Mogadore had to offer. They could see what the Mogadorians had to offer the universe from the cream of their crop.
"What the Mogs have done to their planet could be a very good lesson to the humans of what can happen to their world if they don't preserve its beauty and natural resources," Harry mused.
Thoughts of the Mogadorian problem were set aside for the time being as Hermione removed her head from his shoulder, leaned up, and kissed him. Her hand slipped down to begin playing with his manhood, telling him her intentions. It didn't take long until Hermione straddled him. She was a vision of beauty as they made love at an unhurried pace. After they were finished, they cuddled some more and fell truly asleep with one another. Falling asleep within a dream simply meant he was aware of being cuddled with Hermione and nothing more until he woke up.
Near Lake George
It was just Harry, Sarah, and Six who were in the pool. Sam and Emily were off doing their own devices. The rest of their families had gone to the safe house/compound Harry had set up.
"I'm glad we decided to stop here for a while," Sarah said as she floated on a bed formed out of water by the use of Six's legacy Sturma. With Sturma, Six could manipulate the four basic elements fire, earth, air, and water. She wasn't fully trained in the legacy yet. But she could do small things with water such as the water beds she and Sarah were currently floating upon. "Driving all over the place was getting tiring."
"Agreed," Six said. "And I've spent the last few years doing it."
Harry was sitting floating a foot above the pool using his telekinesis. He was trying to focus on using his telekinesis. Yet every time he tried he was distracted by the two beauties sunning themselves nearby. Sarah wore a solid white two-piece bikini while Six wore a matching solid blue bikini. They were awfully distracting.
"Having problems there Harry?" Sarah asked after the fifth time catching him watching her and Six.
"I wonder what problems he could be having," Six said as she rolled over onto her front while exposing her backside to her boyfriend's view.
Six even gave her butt a wiggle.
"I'm not sure," Sarah said as she joined Six on her stomach while also wiggling her butt.
"Teasing minxes," Harry said as he floated over between them and delivered a smack to each of their butts with his open palms.
Harry followed this up by using his telekinesis to direct a wave of water at both girls.
"You'll pay for that," Six declared as she sat up dripping wet.
Six stuck her hand in the water and made a fist. A giant fist of water rose out of the pool and grasped Harry. He used his telekinesis to break the grip of her watery fist. He then formed a telekinetic barrier over the surface of his skin before diving under the water of the pool. He propelled himself through the water by telekinetically pushing off of the surfaces around him. Six tried to get out of the way in time. But he moved so fast he was able to surge out of the water and grab her by the ankles. She kicked at him or tried to. Yet she couldn't break his grip. He pulled her under the water wrapping her mouth in a pocket of air. She struggled against him. It was obvious she wasn't struggling too seriously. When she turned and kissed him fiercely she gave up any pretense at struggle. A few minutes later they broke the surface.
"You know perhaps if you want to train seriously you should put on something other than a bikini," Sarah suggested to Six wryly. "Otherwise Harry will never be able to train."
"I'm preparing him for distractions," Six said with a grin.
"I can't imagine any Mogadorians putting on bikinis and pulling them off like you two do," Harry said.
"That is simply your lack of imagination," Sarah said with a teasing smile.
"We should use our tech to create a hologram of Setrakus Ra in a bikini and project it to his troops whenever we are fighting them," Six suggested.
"I love your style," Harry declared. "I can do that." "The mayhem you will cause," Sarah said with a snicker.
"Let's do some actual training," Six said as she rose up above the pool to float a few inches above the surface.
She looked shaky for a moment and then seemed to stabilize. Harry rose up at her same level.
"So jealous," Sarah muttered playfully.
Harry and Six were each in the traditional fighting stance. She struck first. She threw a backfist with her left arm. Harry's head weaved to the side. Her right leg swept up in a swift testing kick to his left thigh. He returned a backfist with his left hand. But his follow-up was a front kick with his right foot. Harry's kick was fast. But Six caught it and tried to lever it up. He turned it into a flip backwards. This was all just testing the waters.
What Sarah saw watching next was a flurry of limbs clashing in such a blur she couldn't even follow it. She just saw the end result twenty seconds into the exchange. Six lost focus when she was struck and plunged into the water. Harry reached down with telekinesis and plucked her out of the water.
"Wicked," Sam said from where he and Emily had been watching near the door to the house. "That was pretty awesome," Emily agreed.
"That was a really good combo," Six said. "I have to say landing in water is better than landing on concrete. Again?"
Harry nodded and said, "Sure."
The three humans watched the two Loric spar each other in four more quick sessions. Six only managed to fight Harry for a minute on the fourth match before they both backed off. On the previous three she was knocked into the water at varying lengths of time into the fight.
"You're a pretty bad-ass fighter. But we already knew that," Six said.
"Impressive," Sarah said with a grin. "Now how about some combat training for us mere mortals."
What followed was Harry and Six taking turns showing their friends how to fight. Sarah, Sam, and Emily already knew the basics. They weren't showing them how to play nice. They were showing them how to kill. Knives were used. Firearms training was mostly just practicing at this point. The trio of humans knew the basics of shooting. They just needed practice. The technology made up for the rest. It was a good training session.