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. nobody had warned him about the paperwork.
He apparated to his palace at Grimauld contrivance, and passed his bathrobe to his dedicated building-Elf Kreacher.
'sir has visitors he has,' Kreacher informed him.
'Oh?' Harry opened up, ambling into the living apartment. 'Who is it Kreacher?'
'It is being the Mudbl**d, the supah-Mischievous one, and the pauper,' Kreacher grumbled. Harry neglected the slurs, he knew Kreacher was simply too elderly to know finer, and at least there was no malice in it.
'Hermione, Luna, and Ginny? Where are they Kreacher?'
'They is being in the tormentor's apartment. tormentor is to be going to them now they said.' The Elf gave him a modern belief, which Harry opinion might be a smile, 'tormentor be having joy. Kreacher be conversing with the domina.'
Harry gawped after the Elf as he popped away. Kreacher had after lengthy philosophize favorite a closet as his contain apartment, in which Harry had keep the painting of Sirius' mom. Kreacher had had no problems eliminating it from the entrance wall, and now the rank doll's painting strung up there, with only Kreacher for company. Somehow it made the both of them blessed, and Harry had a neutral entrance relieve. Instead of Walburga ebony, there was now a painting of Sirius, Remus and Nymphadora Lupin, and Fred Weasley, sadly a non-magical one but collected a trim arrangement to honour the fallen heroes.
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. and froze in station. On his couch were Hermione, Luna, and Ginny, all lounging down wearing only boulder-holders and g-strings, all encountering the door.
'howdy Harry,' the three said in unison, smiling. Luna took Ginny into a deep smooch, and their mitts were rubbin' each other up and down. Hermione flipped on her befriend, looking at Harry upside-down. Her eminent hooter-sling-stuffers were evidently on flash in this posture, and she had one gam hardly hoisted, the other plane, providing her a bit of cameltoe.
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doing?' Harry drank. 'Not that I mind you being here, you're always welcome...'
'Well, I had something in mind,' Hermione cooed. 'And I assume you'll indulge in it, Harry. Now I know you've been dating all 3 of us off and on, but set not distinct on who you want to be with.'
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