Making Up For Lost Time Chapter Three (Harry Potter)

TITLE: <Making Up For Lost Time>

PART: <03> of <50>

AUTHOR: <Red Jacobson> (<red.jacobson@gmail.com>)

DISTRIBUTION: Patreon Exclusive

DISCLAIMER:<All Recognizable Characters belong to JK Rowling.  I'm borrowing Aluria from my buddy Lucifael, used with permission>  

SUMMARY: <Harry Potter was a virgin at 18 years old when he was pulled into a locked room in the Department of Mysteries. Suddenly finding himself back at the beginning of his 4th year, he has a new lease on life and a mission from the Goddess of Love and Lust>

FEEDBACK: <Yes please, it helps me write faster>

CATEGORY: <Harem>/<Just Lots of Women>

RELATIONSHIPS: <Harry>/<Cho>/<Fleur>/<Other Females including OCs>

RATING: <NC-17>

WORD COUNT: <5,423>

SPOILERS: <None, AU from Order of the Phoenix on.    Only One Horcrux, that was the diary.>

WARNINGS: <Oral, Anal, Dom/Sub, Femme-slash, Incest, Rough Sex>

AUTHORS NOTES: <Just a Plot Bunny that would not leave me alone.  For those reviewers who complain that this is not a realistic harem, guess what? You're 100 Percent Correct! This is fantasy, not reality, we are dealing with Witches and Wizards and Magical Beasts, if I wanted reality, with jealousy and angst and all that other crap, I'd write for soap operas.  I write for fun, and I really don't enjoy writing or reading Angst.  There won't be a tremendous amount of conflict in the story, so, if that is what you are interested in, I'm sorry to disappoint you.> 

AUTHORS NOTES the Second:  I have arbitrarily aged these FICTIONAL characters by one or two years to bring them in line with the age of consent, In other words, all characters who do the nasty in this story are at least 16 years of age at the time.     

Immediately after the last chapter

Any further conversation was cut off by the arrival of several groups of students, including Ron and Ginny, who looked at the way Hermione was draped over Harry and grinned at each other.  This may have been because Lavender was sitting right next to Ron and whispering in his ear, while Neville was holding Ginny's hand in his own.

They had just started eating when a huge flock of owls came flying in, dropping a copy of the Daily Prophet in front of everyone there, as well as on the staff table.  Above the fold were two words, but they really didn't need anymore;  in huge, bold letters the headline screamed “Voldemort Executed!” and the rest of the front page was a picture of Harry, Dumbledore and Minister Fudge with Harry banishing a shape through the Veil of Death.

Breakfast forgotten, even by Ron, the students and staff focused on reading the newspaper, stunned at learning that Voldemort hadn't been dead after all, and relieved that he was permanently gone this time.

The students were so engrossed in the newspaper, that they didn't even notice when the Headmaster beckoned Snape away from the table for a private conversation.

“Albus, is the paper correct, is he finally gone for good!”

"Yes, for a change, the Prophet actually printed a factually accurate story.  I was there when Harry fulfilled the prophecy, and Tom will not be returning from this death." 

The potions master breathed a sigh of relief, “Thank Merlin, does that mean I can stop with the act? I'm so sick of having to coddle those inbred little shits.”

Albus chuckled, “I can only imagine, but, yes, you are no longer required to act as you had been to convince the Death Eaters you were still on their side, in fact, I would be most... disappointed if you had continued to do so.”

Snape looked offended, “Albus, I'm a grown man, I can certainly recognize that Harry, while he does share some of his father's features, is no more like his father than I am like my own.  In fact, he is more like Lily than many would suspect, and I'm hoping I have enough time to see if I can spark his interest in potions. I could tell him stories of some of Lily's experiments with the subject, I think he would enjoy them.”

“I think he would as well, unfortunately, it seems as though most people have clearer memories of James than they do of Lily, and have filled Harry's ears with stories of the pranks he and his friends pulled.  Speaking of his friends, I don't know if you read beyond the front page, but Peter Pettigrew was captured as well, and Sirius Black has been exonerated.”

At Albus's words, the already sallow-skinned potions master grew even paler as he realized just what the Headmaster was telling him. 

"What? Pettigrew was alive?  I thought that Black or Lupin had confounded the three of them last year. You mean that Black really was innocent of betraying Lily?"  Snape took a deep breath and then blew it out, "Well, I guess it would be foolish for me to hold a grudge for a foolish prank when the poor bastard spent 13 years in Hell for something he didn't do. I won't cause any problems if he shows up at the school, but I trust you won't try and force us to socialize." 

The older man chuckled, “Heavens no, Severus. That would be pushing things way too far.  All I ask is that you are polite to the man if you happen to cross paths, asking anything more would be ludicrous.”

“Good, I have no problem being polite, but, if you will excuse me, I would like to get back to my breakfast before Hagrid steals all the sausages.”

Laughing, Dumbledore waved him on, and took his own seat, enjoying the looks on the students and staff's faces when they look up from the paper, and seeing him wearing a single colored robe, instead of those eye bleeding monstrosities he had worn for so many years.  It did his heart good to see the smiles on the student's faces, although there were some who's smiles appeared to be forced and would need to be watched, like young Malfoy and Nott.   Any bullying or attacks would no longer be tolerated, he was finally in his right mind again, and he was determined to return Hogwarts to greatness, after having suffered under his misguided leadership for so many years. 

After he finished eating, he rose to his feet and waited for the noise to die down.  Once he had everyone's attention, he began to speak.  

"It's certainly a wonderful morning for us all, and I'd just like to say that what you are reading in this morning's Daily Prophet is correct, the Dark Lord who called himself Lord Voldemort has been permanently vanquished, the picture you see on the front page is of Mister Potter banishing the container that held Voldemort's wraith form through the Veil of Death in the Department of Mysteries.   He is gone, with no possible way for his followers to bring him back.  It was one of his followers, a man believed to have died in Azkaban who was responsible for Mister Potter's entry into the Tri-Wizard Tournament as part of a plan to do just that.  The follower, Barty Crouch Jr, after being thoroughly questioned under Veratiserum, was given the Dementor's Kiss for his crimes.  There will be more news coming over the next few days, but, for now, I'd like to ask you not to bother Mister Potter with questions about what happened, he has quite enough to concentrate on with the first task only a few weeks away.  Now, I'm sure you wish to get back to your breakfasts, and then prepare for the Hogsmeade visit for those of you who are of age, so I'll just say one more thing.  In celebration of the defeat of Voldemort, there will be a party held in the Great Hall tomorrow night, and classes will be canceled for Monday!" 

He sat down to the sound of the students cheering themselves hoarse and smiled slightly to himself. 'It's always good when you can tell people what they want to hear, and have it be the truth at the same time.' 

The Entrance Hall

Cho hurried toward the door, anxious that she was going to be late to meet Harry, but it took forever to get out of the Tower, her roommates kept stopping her to ask questions about how she had snagged the most famous boy in the school. They didn't seem to understand that she hadn't done anything, he had approached her!  It was so bloody frustrating at times, she thought, as her eyes sought Harry out in the crowd by the doors.

She was so focused on the crowd, that when Harry tapped her on the shoulder she almost cried out in surprise before she realized who had touched her.  She smiled in relief, and hugged him, pleased that she wasn't late.   

Looking at the crowd, she had a wicked idea.  Leaning close she said, “Do you really want to go into Hogsmeade today? Especially after what was in the Prophet this morning.  We won't be able to get a minutes peace.”

Harry looked over at the crowd with a slight frown on his face. “Not really, no.  If I really needed something, I could always send Dobby.  Did you have something else in mind?”

She blushed, but said, “Actually, there is an area of the castle that not a lot of people know about, it's kind of a house secret, so you can't tell anybody!  Anyway, it's very private, and, well, we could spend the day there, getting to know each other, if you wanted to, anyway.” She trailed off, looking down at the floor.  She only looked up at him when Harry's fingers lifted her chin, so she was looking him in the eye.  The amused look relieved her a little bit, knowing that he wasn't rejecting her outright.

“Why, Miss Chang, are you trying to seduce me?” he asked with a smirk, but before she could put together a response, he hugged her tight, and said, “I'd love to.  Just let me send word to a couple of people so they don't worry if I'm not seen in town.”  

Lifting his wand to his head, he concentrated, and two ghostly patroni came out of his forehead and took off in different directions, going through walls to get to their intended recipients. 

Cho watched fascinated as Harry cast a spell she had never seen before.

"What was that? I've never seen a spell like before, even the messenger spell only sends a parchment to the person you are contacting.  Can you teach it to me?"   She was just getting started on her questions when Harry put a finger on her lips, silencing her.  Laughing, he said, "Okay, in order, the spell is called the Adfero spell, it's a spell that was developed to use during the war against Voldemort since it would only give it's message if the recipient was alone.  And, I'll be happy to teach it to you, but not today, we have a date to get to." 

Taking Harry's hand, she led him back into the castle, heading toward Ravenclaw tower.  Before she got there, she paused at a tapestry that covered an entire section of the wall, from floor to ceiling.  The tapestry showed a pastoral scene, with a young couple sitting on a blanket off in the distance.  "Oh, good, there's nobody using it.  If there was already somebody inside, there would be two couples on the blanket."   Taking her wand, she tapped it on the trunk of the tree that was in the foreground of the scene, and a doorway appeared before them.  Pushing the door opened, she pulled Harry in with her and shut the door behind them. 

Harry had to admit he was impressed, he had been inside a drafty castle in Scotland a moment ago, bundled up against the cool Autumn day, and now he was standing in a meadow with the Spring sunshine gently hitting his face.  He could see the grass moving with the breeze and could hear the burbling of a stream off in the distance,  He couldn't help himself, a smile of pure delight crossed his face and turning to Cho, he picked her up and whirled her around, shouting "This is amazing!  I've never seen anything like this before." 

Cho giggled as he set her back on her feet. Harry felt his heart lighten at the sheer happiness on her face and in her voice, and was determined that she would never feel the heartbreak she had experienced the last time around.  Following her, she leads him to the hill where the couple on the blanket was in the tapestry.  When he got there, the blanket was there, but they were alone.  Cho slipped off her boots before stepping on the blanket, and said, "You're going to be mighty uncomfortable if you stay bundled up like that." 

Putting words into actions, she pulled off her jacket and jumper and sat down on the blanket wearing nothing but her jeans and a t-shirt.  He could see the outline of her bra under the shirt and his eyes lingered a bit in admiration of her form.  Cho blushed slightly as he looked at her, but said, "I'll let you see more later, Harry, but we need to talk about things first if that's okay?" 

Harry had finished removing his outer layer of clothing as well, and nodded, “No worries, I'll not lie, I've been interested in seeing you since the first time we played against each other, but I agree, we do have things to talk about. In fact, if it will make you more comfortable, I'll start off, okay?”

She nodded, relieved that she wouldn't have to expose herself this way first.  

Harry looked up and called, "Dobby!" When the elf appeared, Harry asked him for several chilled butter beers and a picnic lunch for the two of them.  It only took a few minutes for Dobby to return with his bundle, and, setting it down on the grass beside the blanket, popped back out.  

Harry handed her a bottle, and took a long drink for himself, before starting to talk.  "I'm going to have to ask you to bear with me for a bit because it's going to sound extremely insane.  Anyway, have you ever heard of a Goddess called Aluria?" 

Cho nodded, saying “I have some relatives who settled in the Polynesian Islands, and she is still worshiped there, she's the Goddess of Love and Lust, right?”

“Exactly, now, here is where it gets insane.   I was in the Department of Mysteries a few days past my 18th birthday and got pulled into a doorway that hadn't been there before...”

Harry spoke quietly for another 20 minutes, telling her what Aluria had told him, and what he had done since he got back to this time.  There was no sound from Cho, other than her breathing, and he turned to look at her.  

When she saw him looking at her, she said, “Wow! I have to say, I wasn't expecting that.  It does explain a couple of things about the way you use magic, and how you were able to expose the imposter and capture You know, I mean Voldemort.  But, why are you telling me this?  I was already planning to let you take my knickers off before we got here, so you wouldn't have had to tell me all of this to convince me.”

"Two reasons, I very much want to start a relationship with you, but I will not, can not be monogamous, and if you couldn't handle that, it would be better to know it up front, so we can walk away without you getting hurt.  And, secondly, Hermione, she told me, flat out, this morning, to find out if you were willing to share because she will be a part of this, the two of us have been too close, for too many years for us to be anything else.  I'm hoping you can accept that as well." 

Cho sat quietly thinking for a few seconds, “I honestly think I can.  I know I won't have a problem with Polyamory, my mother was one of 5 wives to my father, and, while I don't know Hermione well, I have to respect anyone who enjoys learning as much as she does.  But, will you expect us to have sex with each other?”

"It may happen in the heat of the moment, but, unless it's something you fantasize about, I won't order you to do anything.  Part of my gift from Aluria is to know a woman's fantasies, and if they want to try them out, or just to leave them in their imagination.  For example, I know that one of your deepest fantasies is to make love outside, which is why you chose to bring me here, and I also know that you have a small part of you that dreams of being taken against your will and used until you can't walk.  However, that is a fantasy that you would rather not experience because it frightens you, am I right?" 

“Exactly right!  I might have dreams about being the center of attention at a group shag, but frankly, I would be afraid they would hurt me if I tried it in reality.   Besides, where would I find enough guys I trust enough to make that a reality?”

“Good point, so we can consider that one as a 'stay a fantasy' then.  But, that's enough about the heavy stuff.   I was talking to Cedric last night, and he and I, and the other two champions, both of whom are seekers, interestingly enough, are getting together for some friendly competition tomorrow afternoon.  Do you want to come along and fly with us?” 

“Sure!  I was afraid I wouldn't be able to practice this year, what with Quidditch being canceled, and I don't want my skills to get rusty.”

They ended up talking for several hours, just getting to know each other and relaxing, eating the delicious lunch that Dobby had packed for the two of them, until, finally, Cho looked up at Harry and said, “I'm ready now, make love to me please?”

Harry just nodded and leaned forward, putting his arms around her, and holding her for a moment, before his mouth found hers, and they started kissing.  He was taking his time with her, knowing that she really needed him to be gentle with her, so he let his tongue slid across her lips, teasing them until she opened her mouth, and he slid inside.  He had been running his hands along her back and sides while they were kissing, until she pulled away, and, reaching down, lifted her t-shirt over her head, leaving her sitting there in just her bra.  She smiled shyly at the look of lust on his face as she reached behind her and unhooked the clasp, letting the bra slide down off of her shoulders, and she set it aside.  

He whistled in appreciation of her small, but perfectly formed breasts, and leaned down to take one of her nipples in his mouth, drawing a sigh of pleasure from her throat.  He used his free hand to toy with the other nipple, and pinch it lightly.  He switched off between her breasts and kissing her until she was panting with need, and he started kissing his way down her body until he reached the waistband of her jeans.  With a growl, she yanked open the button and unzipped them, allowing Harry to slide them off her hips and down her legs where they joined her t-shirt and bra.   

Harry paused then, looking at his first crush, laying naked but for a pair of silken knickers before him.  Leaning forward, he started planting light kisses on her belly and the inside of her thighs, carefully avoiding touching her center.  After a few minutes of this, Cho's whimpers turned to moans, and she reached down and grabbed his hair, trying to move his mouth where she wanted it.  Moving his mouth over her knickers, he blew gently on her, rubbing his nose on her through the cloth.  Cho was bucking her hips up, trying to get more contact on her skin, so he did a wandless switching spell, switching the cloth with the air, leaving her knickers lying on the pile of clothing near them.

Once her knickers were gone, Cho opened her legs and moved Harry's face between them,  Lowering his face, he slid out his tongue and ran it along her entrance, causing the lips, already swollen, to open before him.  He savored her taste as it gathered on his tongue, swallowing before he moved deeper inside her.  He teased her inner walls, lightly brushing over the sensitive nubbin at the top, not wanting her to peak too quickly, and also wanting to ensure she enjoyed her first true sexual experience.  Sparing a little of his concentration, he focused on what Cho was thinking, and almost laughed as he heard her babbling incoherently inside her own mind.  The gist of it was, “Want More! Feels Good!” so he started humming as he locked his lips around her clit.  That was all it took as she cried out in pleasure and flooded his face with her juices.  He kept on licking, allowing her to come down from her climax, and, as her breathing slowed, he used the same switching spell to remove his own clothing, and started kissing his way back up her body.  

When Cho was finally able to think coherently again, she licked her lips and said, “Oh God! Harry, that was amazing, I've brought myself off before, but that was nothing next to what you just did.  I thought my head was going to explode it felt so incredible!”

Harry just looked up from where he was nuzzling her breasts, and said, “Cho, you haven't seen anything yet!  Are you ready for the main event?”

"The main...oh!" Her eyes widened as it hit her what he meant, and then she looked down his body to see what he had, and she unconsciously licked her lips.  "Is that going to fit?" 

“Yes it will, but, don't worry, I'll be using some of my magic to help you enjoy it, otherwise the stretching might be uncomfortable at first.”

She looked up at him, seeing the honesty in his eyes, and knowing he would never do anything to deliberately hurt her, she nodded and leaned back onto the blanket.  He knelt between her legs, and, placing the head of his cock at her opening, looked up at her, silently making sure she was ready.  "Go ahead Harry, I'm ready." 

Those were the last words she was able to say for quite a while, as he used his magic to relax her as he slid all the way inside at one stroke.  She felt no pain, just a wonderfully full sensation as she was stretched like never before.  It only took a few seconds for the fullness to translate into pleasure as he moved within her, and all of her nerves were tingling in pleasure, building in intensity and speed until she felt her whole body was humming with electricity.  She looked up into his eyes, and suddenly it felt like he was with her, inside her mind!

They were in the same position in her mind, but she also felt him moving around her, breaking chains she hadn't even known were there, and she felt her magic responding, swirling happily around the two of them, until she was overwhelmed, and let her pleasure mix with her magic until she could no longer think.  She was dimly aware of crying out in pleasure and Harry holding still inside of her as she flowed on the waves of pleasure, until, some uncounted time later, she found herself back in her body.  

When her mind cleared, she realized that Harry had hit his peak as well, and she felt him pulsing inside of her, and she moaned in pleasure, knowing that her life had been changed permanently, she could still feel her magic dancing around inside her, and she felt herself making different connections deep in her mind, seeing new ways to use old spells, and new ideas for spells to try.  She was anxious to explore her magic further but knew that she needed to focus on Harry right now.   

When she felt his breathing ease, she leaned up and kissed him, saying, “That was bloody amazing!  I was kind of worried about it hurting the first time, but, Wow!  I hope you are going to be ready to go again, because there's something I've heard about, and I really want to try it before we have to leave the meadow.”

“Oh? What would that be?” 

“I want you in my mouth!  I want to suck that beautiful cock of yours until you cum in my mouth, and then I'm going to swallow every drop you give me.  And, if you have the energy, I want you to bugger me.”

Harry rolled over on top of her and purred, “Trust me, energy won't be a problem!”

And it wasn't.

Black Island

Somewhere in the Caribbean

Sirius blinked his eyes as the Phoenix flashed in front of him.  Recognizing Fawkes, he reached out for the rolled up parchment that the Phoenix was carrying, and, after telling Fawkes he could help himself to water and kibble in the owl dish, Sirius took the roll over to the table in the kitchen and opened it up.  His jaw dropped as he saw the official notice signed by Fudge, Amelia Bones and Dumbledore proclaiming his innocence, and he had to reach for a chair to keep from falling when he realized that the Rat had been captured and was facing the Kiss, and he could come back home.  After reading the letter from Harry, he called for Inky, his house-elf, who packed up the clothing that he found in the house that fit Sirius, and he was ready for a return trip to Hogwarts. 

Grabbing his wand, Sirius tapped the medallion that had been included with the documents, and, shutting his eyes, felt the tug behind his navel, and was soon traveling through the void to his destination.

Landing gently, he opened his eyes and found himself in Dumbledore's office, and the old man smiled and, eyes twinkling madly, offered him a lemon drop. 

“No thanks, Albus, is all this real?  Did you actually capture Wormtail and You Know Who?”

"Indeed we did, Sirius, and, yes, those documents are 100 percent legitimate.  In fact, if you need further proof, you can borrow my copy of today's Daily Prophet., I've already read it, and was just going to let Fawkes use it to line the bottom of his perch.   There is, alas, a great deal of the story not told in the paper, for very good reasons, but, what is printed there is accurate.  Tom Riddle is no more, Harry banished him through the Veil of Death very early this morning, fulfilling a  prophecy that was given before he was even born.   And, your old 'friend' Peter, he has a date with a Dementor in the near future, but I thought it would be fitting to wait until you were there to see justice done.  In the meantime, he is providing a great deal of information about the other Death Eaters, especially those, like Lucius Malfoy and Ferdinand Parkinson, who claimed the Imperius in the past, and all of them, if convicted at the trials that will be starting next week, will be facing the Kiss, if not the Veil for their crimes. I'm determined that there will be no committed Death Eaters walking free any longer." 

“Damn! That's a change, I remember you telling the Order during the last war that we should try to avoid killing them if at all possible.  Not an idea I agree with, but, what changed your mind?”

"Ah, that is quite a tale, and it all began on a bright Spring day of 1945 when I finally fought through his minions and faced Gellert Grindelwald wand to wand...." 

Sirius just sat there, stunned, for the next 20 minutes as Albus told his story, including the apology for not doing more to keep Sirius out of Azkaban, leading up to the revelation that it was Harry who discovered the curse and reversed it.

That last piece of information was enough to snap Sirius out of his daze, and he locked his eyes on the older man, “Albus, I don't care what you think, but Harry is not going back to those people this Summer!  Now that I'm free, I can take him in, just like James and Lily wanted me to.  He's gone through so much in the last 15 years, and I don't want him to have to put up with being treated the way the Dursley's did!”

Albus only chuckled at the fire in Sirius' eyes.  "Of course Sirius, I had already decided that he would not be going back to those people, even before we captured Tom and Peter.  And now, with Tom on his next great adventure, although I sincerely doubt he is enjoying it, and Peter almost certainly going to be receiving the Dementor's Kiss, there is no reason to depend on the dubious protection of the Blood Wards.   Honestly, if Gellert weren't already dead, I would kill him again for the pain his spell made me cause!" 

Sirius relaxed back into his seat and nodded, “Good, I'm glad we agree on that, but, speaking of my Godson, where is he? I was expecting to see him when I arrived.”

Albus blinked, “Very good question, I did send an elf to get him when you arrived.  Let me see where he is.”  Turning to the shelves behind his desk, he pulled out a worn parchment, and, tapping it with his finger, solemnly intoned  “I solemnly swear that I am up to no good.”  At Sirius choked exclamation, he grinned, “What? You didn't think I figured out how to make one of these once I found out about it?  I'll admit, I was tempted to use it to stop some of your pranks at the time, but, for the most part, they were harmless, so I let it go.”

Running his eyes over the map, they widened briefly, “Well, that's interesting, it seems that Harry has discovered an area of the castle that I wasn't aware of, that hasn't happened in years.  Now, let's see what he's up to.”  Tapping the map again, the old man started laughing, in fact, he was laughing so hard that tears rolled down his face and he had to hold onto his chair to keep from falling out.

When he got control of himself, Albus wiped his eyes, and said, “I think that Harry will be occupied for a little while longer, Sirius.  And, considering his company, if I were his age, I can certainly understand.”

Turning the map around, he pointed out the two dots, labeled 'Harry Potter' and 'Cho Chang' and they were basically overlapping on the map, but it was obvious that they were moving together.  Sirius laughed and said “Good for him! But I better make sure he used the contraception spell, they're both too young to be worrying about a sprog.  I take it, from your reaction that you aren't concerned that the girl would hurt Harry?”

"Not at all, and, even there was the slightest doubt in my mind about her, Harry can handle himself.  There is more to the story than I have told you, but the rest of the story is his to tell, and I've already wronged that young man so greatly I would rather die than betray his confidence!" 

“Fair enough, so, while we wait for them to finish, do you think it's possible to get some breakfast? I left in a bit of a hurry when I got the news this morning.”

End Chapter Three