Harry's Chamber of Secrets

FIFTEEN

The next morning they both woke up late. Classes had already started but they were pretty sure they needed a day off. It was a Friday so they had a long weekend to rest up. For the first time, Mandy woke up a little before Harry, only because she had so much extra sleep. She couldn’t remember ever sleeping better and she wasn’t thinking about when she was under the potion. It was when she was in Harry’s arms.

Harry felt the same way. He couldn’t remember sleeping that well until he was holding Mandy. Everything seemed to be right with the world when he woke up.

Of course, when he woke up he was spooning Mandy with his right arm wrapped around her and his hand was resting on her right breast. Her hand was holding his tight to her breast, much tighter than he was. He realized this when he exited La-La Land and was cognizant again.

Harry desperately needed the loo, so he started trying to move his hand and his body away from Mandy, but Mandy wouldn’t let go and would just put his hand right back where it was, then scoot back to reestablish body contact.

He tried to wait but it was starting to get serious, so he decided it would be best to just wake her. Surely, she was rested enough by now.

“Mandy?” Harry asked softly. “Mandy. You need to wake up and let go of my hand.”

“What makes you think I was asleep?” she asked.

“Oh, brother! You are a little minx.”

“I try.”

“Well, if you don’t let go of my hand so I can go to the loo then my bladder is going to burst and make a big mess.”

She quickly let go of his hand.

“Smart move, Miss Brocklehurst.”

Harry got out of the bed and was headed to the loo post haste.

“Harry?” she asked.

“Yes?” he asked stopping and turning around.

“Thanks for last night. I needed that.”

“I did too.”

Mandy smiled and then continued to watch her boyfriend walk to the bathroom in his boxers. He is one fine specimen, she thought.

“When you get done, I need to go too,” she called out so he could hear her.

“Okay!” he called back.

After a couple of minutes, Harry came back out.

“Alright, it’s all yours.”

“Thanks, Harry.”

Harry watched her walk in her short night gown, that was riding up a bit, as she made her way to the bathroom. When Mandy was done she came back to the door of the bathroom and spoke to Harry who was looking at a book he had next to his bed.

“Harry?”

“Yes?” he answered turning to her.

“I’m going to have another soak in the tub. I have a few bruises from yesterday so that will probably help.”

“Sure. Take your time. I’m in no hurry.”

She smiled and shut the door.

As soon as she did, Harry put his book back down and headed to the Potions lab. He found what he needed and came back. He placed the container on his bedside table next to his book and straightened the linen on the bed. After a minute of thinking it over, he went to the bathroom and walked right in. Mandy was surrounded by bubbles again. He walked right up to the tub as Mandy looked up at him and smiled.

“Hi, Harry! What can I do for you?”

“I need to see those bruises, Mandy. You got them from being tortured didn’t you?”

She nodded. “How did you know?”

“Mandy, I’ve lost count how many times that curse has been used on me. I know what it does to you and what it takes to treat it. Why do you think I didn’t take you straight to Madam Pomfrey? I brought you back here where no one but me can get to you. I wanted you safe. I gave you the Cruciatus exposure potion and a Dreamless Sleep potion. Now, on the second day, I need to treat your bruising. Let me see.”

“It’s mostly on my back,” she said standing.

She stood and turned around so he could see her back better. He couldn’t help but notice just how beautiful his girlfriend was in all her glory. She was just so sexy, but he had to forget about that and take care of her right now.

He took his hand and started gently wiping away the suds on her back so he could see the bruises better. There were quite a few so he kept going, gently brushing away the soap suds. He even found some bruises on her backside. He gently touched them. Mandy just closed her eyes enjoying the sensation.

“Anywhere else I need to look?” he asked.

“I have… uh… one or two… um… on my legs,” she replied in a daze.

Starting at the top, Harry slowly brushed the soap from the back of her legs but didn’t see any all the way down, so he started on the side. He leaned forward so he could see the side of her right leg. He continued to gently brush the suds off so he could see. About halfway down her thigh there was a big bruise, then another near the side of her knee. He went to the other side and found a bruise on the side of her calf muscle and ankle.

“Any in the front?” he asked.

“No,” she said disappointed.

“You were bruised up pretty good, Mandy. I try to stay as still as I can when I’m tortured to prevent this from being so bad.”

Mandy was trying to wrap her head around how you can even think while being tortured. How many of these do you have to experience in order to do that? Do you develop a resistance to it after so many times?

He had continued to gently touch her bruises while he talked while she continued to enjoy it.

“The first time I was tortured I was bruised from head to toe. I think Madam Pomfrey used a whole jar of bruise paste on me. …You can go ahead and sit back down in the tub.”

She eased herself back down and closed her eyes.

“I have a jar of your bruise paste sitting on the bedside table in my room. I’ll put some on your bruises when your done with your soak.”

“Thanks, Harry,” she said with her eyes still closed. She was remembering his hands gliding over her body, taking care of her.

“Now, budge up Miss Brocklehurst. I’m not done.”

Mandy opened her eyes and there stood Harry completely naked. He had shed his boxers and was trying to get in the tub behind her.

“Why, Mr. Potter, I’m shocked!” she said with a smile.

“Yeah, yeah, just budge up, Miss Brocklehurst.

She obliged and scooted up so he would have room to get in behind her. It was a huge tub so they both easily fit. He put his long legs on each side of her and then started gently washing her back with his hand. She was in heaven.

“I noticed a small scrape on your back as well from the hard stone floor of the cell you were in. I want to make sure it doesn’t get infected you know.”

“Of course,” she said grinning.

When he was done washing her back, he gently pulled her back toward him so she was leaning against his chest. Her sudsy breasts were slightly exposed now but she didn’t care. She just relaxed into Harry and enjoyed his closeness.

“Thanks for rescuing me, Harry, and taking great care of me. I Love you so much,” she said closing her eyes.

“I love you too, Mandy,” he replied while wrapping his strong arms around her. “I’ll always take care of you.”

She sighed. How can it get any better than this, she asked herself.

After a long soak and a short soap bubble fight with the few bubbles that had not dissipated yet, they decided to get out before they turned into prunes. After helping to dry each other off, Harry led her to the bed in his room, and placed a big towel down. He then had her lay face down on the towel.

He took the bruise paste and began smearing it onto her bruises. He made sure he covered each one fully. He was very gentle and Mandy enjoyed every minute of it. She was moving her legs slowly as he massaged the paste onto her skin. It was very sensual.

“Miss Brocklehurst, I need you to keep your legs still while I apply this paste to them,” he reprimanded her.

She giggled and kept her legs still for him so he could finish. She realized this was a different type of torture, a very pleasurable torture.

Suddenly, he started gently blowing on the bruise paste to dry it some. She couldn’t believe the sensation that was causing her.

“Mr. Potter, if you keep that up you’re going to have to join me in this bed.”

Harry chuckled. “I’m afraid you’re not up for that kind of strenuous activity. Your bruises need to heal.”

Mandy had a pouty look on her face after he said that, even though Harry couldn’t see it.

“However, in about an hour you should be right as rain,” he finished.

She perked back up.

“Now, Miss Brocklehurst, I want you to stay here for at least an hour to give the paste time to work and to soak in properly. Don’t get up until the hour has past. You should feel much better by then. Understood?”

“Yes, Healer Potter. I will not get up for an hour. I promise,” she said giggling.

“See to it, Miss Brocklehurst. I’m going to get dressed now and go to my library. After the hour’s up, you can find me there.”

“Thank you, Mr. Potter.”

Harry was reading at his library table when Mandy walked up in a bath robe. He looked up from his book at her. It had been about an hour.

“Feeling better?” he asked.

“Perfect. I feel perfect. All the bruises are gone. See?”

She turned around and slowly dropped the bath robe to the floor. She was completely naked again. Harry looked.

“You’re right they’re all healed. Congratulations!”

“Thanks to you!” she said turning around.

Harry rose from his chair and slowly made his way toward his naked girlfriend.

“Why, Miss Brocklehurst, I believe you are teasing me. That can’t stand.”

“Oh really?” she asked like a challenge.

“Really,” he replied as he slowly stalked her.

“Well then, you’ll just have to catch me,” she said.

With that she took off running out of the library, down the steps, and toward the training room. Harry took off after her. He could of caught her with minimal effort given his abilities but what would be the fun in that. He saw her run into the training room so followed after her. When he went through the door there was a canopied bed in the middle of the room with a naked Mandy laying on it. Harry stopped a couple meters away from her.

“Have you ever had sex before?” he asked.

“No, have you.”

“No.”

“Well, will just have to figure it out together,” she said smiling.

“If you say so,” he said hesitantly.

“Hey, there’s a woman in this bed that loves you. What exactly are you going to do about it?” she asked.

Harry just stared at her. She was incredible to look at.

“Are you positive about this?” he asked still staring.

“I’m on the potion for you, Harry, and I love you. What more do I have to say?”

“Nothing. I love you too, Mandy.”

Harry quickly removed his clothes and joined Mandy on the bed. From there, they just let nature take its course and it eventually worked out fine.

After an early lunch, they let nature take its course again, but in Mandy’s room this time.

Then in the afternoon, when they burned off some energy learning new spells in the training room, they decided to christen that room again. After all, it provided anything you needed.

Dobby was wondering what took them so long to finally get together.

Later, Harry called Winky and introduced them to each other. He explained the change in elf protection and she understood how having a female elf would be better for her. She liked Dobby a lot but knew after meeting Winky that she would grow fond of her as well.

Harry also tested his fading ability with a passenger. He simply faded with Mandy hanging on from inside the training room to just outside of it. There were no issues so Harry took her to a secluded spot in the park in Little Whinging Surrey that he knew of and then brought her back.

“That is amazing, Harry. You’re right! You feel nothing, no discomfort at all.”

“Parseltongue magic is awesome, I’m telling you.”

“It is. Too bad it’s limited to so few.”

“Oh the burden of being a Parselmouth,” he said putting the back of his hand across his forehead.

“Shut up, snake-boy.”

“You know, I have half a mind to show you what this snake-boy can do, but I just had a different idea.”

“What?”

“Let’s go see your parents tonight.”

“What? But how?”

“I know they were worried about you, Mandy. Madam Bones told me she had talked to them when you were kidnapped. She then said she would floo them back and let them know you were safe. Let’s go before they come up to the school to check on you this weekend.”

“Okay, but how are we getting there? You’ve never been to my house and I can’t legally apparate.”

“We can floo there, but let’s go take care of that pesky apparating problem right now.”

“Right now?”

“Right now. Grab a hold.”

Mandy grabbed on and Harry faded out. They appeared in a dark hallway with an ornate black door down a short hallway in front of them.

“What part of the Ministry is this?” she asked.

“I was pretty sure there was a good chance this hallway would be deserted. It is. I didn’t want anyone noticing me fading in. No need in letting that cat out of the bag. That door,” he pointed to the one down the short hall in front of them, “leads to the Department of Mysteries. I have a fairly good working knowledge of their department.”

“You do?”

“Yes. Unfortunately, it wasn’t a fun experience.” He didn’t want to talk about that. “Come on, let’s head to the Department of Magical Transportation.”

Mandy followed him to the lift and they got on. She noticed how he changed the subject.

“Department of Magical Transportation, please,” Harry said out loud.

The lift rattled off with them going up, then across, and then diagonally, they thought anyway. Finally, it stopped and the doors opened. A pleasant woman’s voice greeted them.

“Welcome to the Department of Magical Transportation,” it announced.

“I guess we’re here,” Harry said.

Harry took Mandy’s hand and led her to the desk where you sign up for your apparition testing and licensing. No one else was around except the middle-aged lady at the counter.

“How can I help you sir? Oh my, you’re Harry Potter. What a pleasure it is to meet you!”

Mandy smiled along with Harry.

“Same here. It’s a pleasure to meet you,” Harry replied. “I came to test for my apparition license.”

“Okay… um … wait a second. Aren’t you just sixteen?”

“Yes, but I was emancipated this past summer on my birthday.”

“Of course, I remember now. Sorry about that, Harry.”

“And your name?”

“Helen.”

“No problem, Helen. That’s not a bother. I understand.”

Helen looked at Mandy and shook her head. “He is just so nice.”

“Yes he is,” replied Mandy.

“I do have a second request,” Harry informed her.

“What would that be Harry?”

“I need for my girlfriend here to get her license too. She can already apparate perfectly. I taught her myself.”

“And your name, Miss?”

“Mandy Brocklehurst.”

“And how old are you Mandy?”

“Sixteen, I won’t be seventeen until March.”

“I’m sorry but you have to be seventeen. That’s the law or you have to be emancipated like Harry here.”

Mandy nodded sadly.

“The problem, Helen, is Mandy’s life is in danger simply because she’s my girlfriend. Voldemort –“ Helen screamed. “Sorry, Helen, but it really is just a name and nothing to be scared of.”

Helen nodded, embarrassed.

“Anyway, he issued an order this summer to have me killed on sight. Since school started I’ve been attacked three times by people wanting to kill me. When the Death Eaters came for me in Hogsmeade, two of them tried to take Mandy away with them. I put a stop to that. However, yesterday two female students kidnapped her in the loo and sent her via portkey to the Malfoy Mansion where she was tortured. I had to go get her. She needs a license just for her safety.”

“I read about that in the paper today, Harry. I understand and I agree with you, but I just don’t have the authority.”

“I know someone who has the authority,” said Harry. “Can you get a hold of Madam Bones quickly?”

“Yes, I can and she definitely has the authority.”

“Tell her I’m here to get my license and I’m requesting Mandy Brocklehurst be able to get hers as well.”

“Got it, Harry.”

She wrote the note and sent it off.

“We should here something back very soon, Harry.”

“Thanks, Helen,” Harry said nodding. They waited for a few minutes with no reply.

“Hmm, I wonder if she’s out of her office?” Helen asked out loud. “We should have received a reply by now.”

Just then Amelia Bones walked up.

“I didn’t reply, Helen, because I wanted to come down personally.” She turned to Harry. “You should have let me know you were coming. I could have provided protection for anyone stupid enough to attack you or Mandy here.”

“Sorry about that Madam Bones. It didn’t occur to me. Can you give Mandy the override? She really needs to be able to do this legally. I have a feeling she’s going to need it soon.”

Madam Bones turned to Helen and gave her a slip of paper that authorized Mandy to get her license early. Then turned to Mandy.

“Can you apparate well enough, Miss Brocklehurst?”

“Oh yes, Madam Bones! Harry taught me himself and he’s a master at it. Completely silent!”

“Silent, huh?”

“Yes, ma’am,” he replied.

“I’m impressed, Mr. Potter.”

“You can go in now, Mr. Potter,” said Helen. “The tester will get you sorted out.”

“Thanks, Helen. Madam Bones would you do me a favor and stay with Mandy until I’m done. Nothing, I mean absolutely nothing, can happen to her. You understand?”

“I’ll do one better, Mr. Potter. Come on Miss Brocklehurst. We are all three going to go in together. We’ll get you both tested and on your way.”

“But Amelia,” said Helen, “they’re supposed to go in alone and test.”

“I know Helen, but this is a special case and both their lives are at stake. I’m going to make sure everything goes smoothly while they are in the Ministry.”

Helen nodded then the three of them walked into the large testing room. It was obviously magically expanded. There was an old man sitting at a desk. He rose when they entered.

“Amelia!”

“Otis.”

“What can I do for you?”

“Otis, we have a special case today. The Death Eaters are after Mr. Potter and by extension Miss Brocklehurst. They are both sixteen but Mr. Potter was emancipated and Miss Brocklehurst was given permission so she has a convenient way to escape if possible. We all three are going to stay in here with you until both have been tested. I am making it my responsibility to guarantee their safety while in the Ministry.”

“Alright. That should not be a problem as long as we test them separately. Ladies first?” he asked.

Mandy looked at Harry.

“Go ahead Mandy. I’ll be watching the whole time.”

Mandy smiled and stepped up to Otis.

“Miss Brocklehurst, are you comfortable with apparating?”

She nodded.

“Have any issues with it?”

“No.”

“Very well then. Do you see that square lit up way over there about fifty meters?”

She nodded.

“I want you to apparate to there then apparate back here to that lit square right there next to us. Go when you’re ready.”

Mandy did it with no problems and did everything else he needed to see after that before he declared her proficient enough for a license.

Harry took his turn and apparated silently and so quickly that Otis had him do it again.

“This time, Mr. Potter, stay for at least a second in the distant square so I’ll have time to see you there with these old eyes.”

Harry obliged. When he came to the point where Harry had to do multiple jumps just like Mandy did, Otis knew this could be interesting since the goal was to jump several times as fast as you could but do it safely. There were five hops to go through all around the very large room. Harry did it in less than four seconds.

“In all my years of doing this, Mr. Potter, I have never seen anyone apparate so fast.”

“I think he’s a natural,” said Mandy.

“I think you’re right Miss Brocklehurst. Well, you both passed. Congratulations!”

Otis went to his desk and picked up two licenses, that he then tapped with his wand to put their names on, and handed them over to Madam Bones.

“They both did great, Amelia.”

“They did didn’t they.” She handed them their new licenses. “I’m proud of both of you. Now, are you done at the Ministry?”

“Yes, I believe we are. Can you walk us to the nearest apparition point?” Harry asked.

“It will be my pleasure.”

They said goodbye to Helen on the way out and went to a Ministry apparition point that was close by. Amelia stayed with them until they were safely away.

“Where to Harry?” asked Mandy.

“How about I meet you in front of the Three Broomsticks? I’ll buy you a butterbeer in celebration.”

“Your on,” and she apparated away.

“Thanks for your help, Madam Bones.”

“Just be careful, Mr. Potter.”

He nodded then he was gone. Amelia shook her head at the talent that young man had. She then made the trek back to her office.


At six o’clock, they decided to pay Mandy’s parents a visit. Harry took her with him through the floo to Salazar’s office. He then took the floo powder and offered it to Mandy.

“You can floo outside from here?” she asked.

“Yes, but only I can floo back to this fireplace. I’ll have to fade us to get back.”

“Alright, now listen to my floo address so you can get there, Harry. It’s ‘Brocklehurst Manor.’ That’s our floo in the entryway. Give me a minute to let them know you’re on your way, then come on through.”

“Don’t take too long. I don’t like you out of my sight.”

“It’ll be fine. We’re going to my home where I grew up. Don’t worry.”

“I’ll always worry about your safety, Mandy. I can’t rest until I get rid of everyone who wants to kill me or take you away from me.”

“You are such a sweetheart,” she said then kissed him. “One minute and then come over. Got it?”

“Got it.”

Mandy went through and came out of the floo at her home.

“Mum! Dad!” she called. “I’m home!”

An elf popped in.

“Oh, hi Libby!”

“Libby is so happy to see Miss Mandy. Libby was so worried when she heard the news.”

“I need a favor Libby. Please inform Mum and Dad that I came to visit and I brought Harry Potter with me. He’s just about to join us.”

“Libby can do that.”

Pop!

At exactly one minute, and not a second later, Harry stepped out of the floo looking around and taking in everything. Mandy reached over and grabbed his hands. He slowly settled down and looked into her beautiful grey eyes.

“Thank you for giving me that full minute, Harry. I know it was difficult for you but you did and I appreciate it.”

Harry leaned over and kissed her. Then they heard a gruff voice.

“What is going on here?”

Harry moved so fast she didn’t know what happened until she realized she was standing directly behind Harry and he had is hand on her upper arm keeping her there. She moved his hand and took a peek around Harry. She saw her parents standing there in shock at Harry’s quickness.

She took his hand in hers and walked back around to his side.

“Hi Mum! Hi Dad!”

“Sweetheart!” her mum said then ran to her. Mandy met her halfway. “What are you doing here?”

“Harry told me you heard about what happened so we wanted to see you in person so you wouldn’t worry.”

Her dad walked up.

“We actually went to the school last night to see you, sweetie,” her father said, “but were told you were with Harry and no one knew exactly where that is.”

“You might recall that I sent a letter explaining just how private the place is so it remains completely hidden from everyone. Great security.” Mandy moved over and hugged her dad. “I was safe, Dad. Harry was very concerned about my safety after I was kidnapped so he took me back to his safe place and took care of me himself.”

“What all did they do to you, sweetheart?” asked her mum.

“Before we get into all that, let me introduce you to Harry. Then we can go sit down and discuss it all.”

She went back and grabbed Harry’s hand, then led him up to her parents.

“Mum, Dad, this is Harry Potter. Harry, this is my mum and dad, Alison and David Brocklehurst.”

Harry stuck out his hand. David reached over and shook it.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you sir. Mandy is very important to me so meeting you and your wife is very important to me as well.”

“Is there something you wish to tell me sweetie?” David asked looking over at his daughter.

“Later, Dad. Let’s get the introductions completed first.”

“Ma’am,” Harry nodded at Alison.

She took Harry’s hands in hers.

“Mr. Potter, I can’t thank you enough for what you did for Mandy. If it weren’t for you, I can’t imagine what would have happened to my baby.”

She then gave Harry a hug. He reciprocated.

“Call me Harry, please, and know that I will always do my best to keep her safe, Mrs. Brocklehurst.”

“Feel free to call me Alison, Harry, and call him David.”

“Thank you.”

“Now, that we got that settled,” said Mandy, “shall we find a place to sit and talk about everything that’s happened?”

“Yes!” said David. “I’m anxious to know the details. No one has filled in the blanks for us. Let’s go to the lounge.”

Mandy took Harry’s hand and led him to the lounge behind her parents.

“You have a lovely home here, Alison,” Harry commented after they reached the lounge.

“Thank you, Harry. I inherited this house from my grandparents. It’s been in the Davis family for a long time, or at least my side of the Davis family. When my grandparents passed on they left it to me. I was only Mandy’s age at the time and still in Hogwarts. My parents already had their own place and strongly approved of me receiving it. I was pretty much the only one left, other than my parents, that it could go to anyway.”

“Yes, Alison insisted that we live here after we got married,” David added. “I wasn’t really against it. My parents are still in the Muggle world and after Hogwarts I wanted to stay in the Magical world. I had no holdings in this world, so it made sense to live here.”

“Did you know my parents while at Hogwarts?”

“Yes, we did,” answered Alison, “but not all that well. We were a few years older than them and in a different house. However, they were the cooler kids when we were there.”

“We knew about the Marauders though. There was no missing them,” added David.

“I have a great idea,” said Alison. “Why don’t you two stay for dinner? It’ll give us more time to talk and I’m sure Libby’s made enough.”

Harry looked at Mandy.

“What do you think, Harry?”

“It’s up to you. I’m fine with staying longer and visiting with your parents.”

“Okay, we’ll stay for dinner,” she told her mum.

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