Harry and Tracey emerged from the bedroom half an hour later, both naked. They seemed surprised when noticing that the other girls had put on some robes. Recognizing Susan made them understand why. Yet neither felt like dressing. Susan, on the other hand, blushed furiously.
"It's the first time I see a naked man," she confessed.
"Do you like what you see?" Hermione teased her.
"I sure do, it's only…" Susan seemed too embarrassed to finish the sentence. Harry took pity on her and sat down, letting the table hide the source of her embarrassment.
"Is there anything I can do for you?" he asked.
Susan needed all her courage to look up at him and answer. "Yes, Lord Potter. I'm here to ask for your help in fulfilling my obligations as head of house Bones. Being the last of my line, I need an heir. This means I can't marry anybody who is or may become head of a house, excluding all the wizards I know. I could marry a Muggle, but I know nobody suitable and I'd rather not marry at all if it isn't for love." She paused, trying to calm down a bit.
"So?" Harry was still unsure what she wanted from him, although he thought he had a fair idea. Pansy refrained from laughing. It was so obvious!
"Will you give me the heir I need? I don't want any of your money and I don't need any official position. All I need is for you to impregnate me. Nothing more."
Harry frowned. "Why me?"
Susan moved her glance to the table. "I've met quite a few men, but none seemed to attract me, except you, Harry. I know you only love Hermione and I'm glad you're finally together, but I wish it was me you loved. If I have to sleep with a man without matrimony, why not choose the one I really want?"
Pansy felt a wave of empathy. Was she not in a similar situation? She had not loved Harry before the last battle, but now she felt she was falling in love with him, although he would never know.
Harry looked at Hermione. She nodded slightly. "I'll be honoured to father your child," he said, "but I also plan to take an active role as his father. Why don't you join us as we move to one of my houses? Or would you rather start now?"
Susan smiled. "As I can see you're already in the mood, why not start now?" She let her robe fall, blushing furiously again. Harry offered her his hand, which she took as they both went into the bedroom.
"Doesn't this bother you?" Pansy asked Hermione.
"Not really. I've already told you that Harry's happiness is my main concern. Besides, I think he wants many children. I couldn't possibly bear him so many and care for them. Having a few more women to share the burden is welcome, although," a bit of mischief was creeping into Hermione's voice, "I like it best when he's giving me his full attention."
They left the castle an hour later, leaving the packing and moving to Kreacher. Hermione didn't mind doing her own packing, but Kreacher wouldn't hear of that. "It's not becoming a lady to busy herself with the work of a house-elf," he said strictly.
Pansy explained later. "Kreacher finally feels useful, being able to do something for his master after too many years of idling for him. Let him do his job and just praise him as needed. That's the best way to handle him, I'm sure."
"He wasn't as cooperative when we first saw him. He never liked Sirius and barely obeyed direct orders. He only warmed up to us after we gave him something he really cherished. Now he seems to be fully devoted."
Pansy thought for a moment. "I think Sirius was a lot of trouble to his family, and Kreacher, feeling loyal to the family, was embarrassed by him. Later, they continued in the same pattern, I believe. Had Sirius tried to be nice, I'm sure Kreacher would have soon adored him, the way he adores you."
\/\/\/
Harry thought of visiting some of the Potter houses before lunch. Using the portkeys from his vault, they first reached Potter Manor. Pansy expected to find a large manor house, similar to Malfoy Manor, that she knew well, probably in a different style, but just about the same size. What she saw, once they arrived, didn't fit any of her expectations. The manor was actually a large palace, surrounded by extensive gardens, fields and some forests, yet the place was styled very modestly, as if to say, 'we need a lot of space but we don't want to shove our wealth in the face of the visitors.' That was the opposite of what the Malfoys and many other Slytherin families would do.
Inside, aside from a few formal chambers and halls, the place was divided into many family-size apartments, each of which could comfortably accommodate a family with up to four children, at least, and none extravagantly elegant. It was a place she could happily spend her life in.
They then visited the house at Godric Hollow, which was, even when undamaged, smaller than the smallest apartment she had seen at the manor. Pansy wondered why the Potters would have chosen such a small place after having lived in the manor. Her Slytherin instincts screamed it was a set-up, but she had no idea who and why would do it.
The next house was actually in the middle of London. It was a townhouse in an affluent neighbourhood, but it wasn't more or less elegant than other houses in the vicinity. While not divided into distinct apartments, it was still built in a way that could allow several families to live comfortably there, only sharing the common formal dining halls and kitchens, along with the formal reception room and the ballroom.
They ate lunch there, courtesy of the local house-elf, who seemed enthusiastic to meet its new master and mistresses.
The rest of the day turned into a blur, for Pansy. They visited quite a few more places, some extremely elegant, others barely hunting lodges, but they were just too many to even try to remember. The last place was a villa on the Italian Riviera, which was just as nice as some other possessions. Pansy no longer minded where they would be, as long as she could put her head down and let her mind digest all the information.
Luckily, Harry and Hermione seemed to have the same idea.
"I think we've seen enough for one day," Harry said. "Do you have any preferences about where to spend the night? We may move somewhere else tomorrow, of course."
Hermione, who was half stretched on a sofa, answered for them all. "We can stay here for the night. The weather is warm and we don't even need to bother with clothing. We can also use the beach or the pool to freshen up a bit. I don't think any of us is looking forward to another portkey voyage."
Harry shrugged. "Well, the beach is private, so you can stay nude. I think we shall visit the rest of our places tomorrow. Then we also need to check the Black places and a few more that I've inherited."
"Can't we do it some other time?" Tracey asked. "Almost any of the places we visited today can serve us nicely for now. We may need to be more selective only after having some children."
Hermione nodded her agreement, too tired to do more.
"Then, we'll stay here for the night and decide tomorrow about what to do next," Harry decided.
It looked like his words invigorated all the young women. Luna was the first to shed her clothes and rush outside, towards the beach. The others followed her at a more leisurely pace. Harry seemed to be enjoying the views. Just before Pansy left to join the other girls, she noticed Harry calling for a house elf.
Harry joined them a short while later. "I made sure to have dinner ready just before sunset and to have the master bedroom ready for us all," he told them.
Hermione nodded approvingly. Susan blushed but seemed quite eager for the new experience. Pansy approached her.
"I don't expect you've already had a similar experience," she said. Susan just nodded.
"Then I think I should tell you what to expect. I've been with Harry since the morning after the battle, so I gained some experience. Each night, he shags all of us, some even more than once. I don't believe that he'll act differently now, with you added to the group. Still, Hermione is his love and the main wife. Her place at his side is a given. I'm not sure what Tracey will do, now that she's also his wife, but I don't expect any of us to be too greedy. Do you think you'll fit in?" Once again, Pansy wondered why she was talking like a Gryffindor, but it didn't bother her too much.
Susan blushed even deeper. Since she was naked, like them all, it was evident that she was blushing down to her nipples. Pansy felt a bit intimidated by Susan's large breasts. She then thought of how heavy they might feel and how evident it was that they needed support, unlike Pansy's and the other girls' breasts. Well maybe huge breasts were not quite a blessing, she mused.
"I don't mind. While I like Harry very much, maybe even love him, I have no claim on him. I suspect that this morning could even be enough to impregnate me, although I'm certainly ready to enjoy more shags with him. As many as he'd give me, I suppose," Susan said.
Pansy smiled knowingly. "I can't say I loved him when I met him after the battle, but I think I'm deeply in love with him now, not that I'll ever tell him." She sighed. "He loves Hermione, that's sure, and he may grow to love us, but he'll never love us even close to how he loves her."
Susan smiled. "That's alright. It's more than I could expect had I chosen just a random man to impregnate me. He already said that he intends to take a large part in his children's lives. That also means he'll stay close to their mothers, don't you think so?"
Pansy sighed. "I can only hope…"
\/\/\/
After spending more than another week visiting all their potential lodgings, the girls thought that the London townhouse was the most appropriate to live in, at least for a while. It was close enough to the Ministry, Diagon Alley and St. Mungos, and just as close to many muggle attractions: shopping areas, restaurants and theatres.
A few weeks later, Susan found she was pregnant. That pushed the other girls to have themselves checked. Quite expectedly, Luna, Daphne, Tracey and Hermione were found pregnant. Well, none of them used the contraceptive spell before their first copulations. While Susan, Luna and Daphne had planned on getting pregnant to continue their lines, neither Hermione nor Tracey expected it.
"I understand that you forgot to use the spell that first time, when it was all so unexpected, but why didn't you use it the other times?" Pansy asked Hermione.
Hermione sighed. "While on the run, I stopped having my period after the second month due to stress and lack of food. I thought it would take at least a month before my body regained its functionality. Evidently, I was wrong."
"And how do you feel about that?" Pansy asked.
Hermione smiled brightly. "Harry was so happy to hear that I was expecting that it made me happy too. Of course, he's also happy for the other expecting mothers. Didn't you want him to impregnate you too?"
Pansy shrugged. "I didn't plan to do it so soon. Now, with all of you expecting, I wonder if I shouldn't reconsider."
Hermione smiled mischievously. "Just stop using that spell. You'll get pregnant in no time, I'm sure."
Pansy already knew it.
\/\/\/
Pansy never regretted joining Harry. Despite staying "just" a concubine, he treated her the same as he treated the other mothers of his children, except for Hermione. Over the next years, she brought him two girls and a boy, whom both parents loved profoundly and of whom they were very proud.
Daphne brought Harry two boys and a girl; Tracey brought only two boys; Luna had twin girls and then twin boys. Susan brought three boys and four girls. It looked like Susan got impregnated the first time she shagged Harry after giving birth, regardless of potions and charms. Harry joked that she probably had some familial connection to Weasley.
Hermione wasn't quite that fertile. She had two boys and a girl, nicely spaced about three years apart, mainly due to her putting a lot of effort into her academic studies, first, and then in her career as a paediatrician. Well, with so many children in the household, they needed someone like her.
Twelve years after the battle, when the Potter women escorted their eldest children to the Hogwarts express, Pansy could only feel content about her impulsive decision that day. Now, maybe she should forget the contraceptive spell again? She felt ready to have another baby. Harry would surely not object, there was no doubt of it.
The End