Ginny woke up to the most amazing sensation of warm naked flesh pressed up against her equally bare flesh. Her whole body tingled from the sensation even before she opened her eyes in protest. She wanted to indulge herself a bit longer if she could, but knew that they would have to get up sooner or later. Ginny's eyes fluttered open to see a Harry's handsome face looking down at her with the sweetest look of contentment. It brought a smile to her lips as well as a burning need to kiss his.

"Good morning lover." She whispered after she had done just that. Ginny started to draw a Hippogriff on his chest with her finger, all the while repeating in her mind what Harry had said the night before. Best Lair ever.

"Lover? Now I could get use to the sound of that." Harry grinned out and started to draw an invisible picture on Ginny with the hand that was resting on her bum. She shivered at the sensation it was sending through her body. Her own fingers were making their way up to the spot where she had marked him as her mate. Where two puncture marks that her fangs had made before, now a Celtic ring knot of protection encompassed the area. Within the most ancient of unity runes were a Black Panther and Silver Jaguar intertwined in a yin yang meticulous fit. An emerald and chocolate eye were on the spot where her fangs had entered him. Harry nimble fingers made their way up her back slowly and leaving a trail of goose flesh in its wake until came to rest on the exact twin markings on where he marked her.

"Both Eastern and Western Philosophies plus Runes intertwined, very clever my love." Ginny whispered her approval with admiration, as she traced the runes and felt her magic that lay beneath his skin. She loved that her magic was within him, and his was homogeneously in her.

"I like to cover my bases." He smirked as he did the same to hers.

"Several times last night as I remember." She teased back with a wink.

"I do believe that you have dethroned Hermione as the best set of lungs in the school." Harry reminded her as he wiggled his eye brows.

"Thank you, they are rather pretty." She smiled out and snuggled deeper into him. Ginny felt a wave of contentment wash over her, and knew there was no place she would rather be than right here.

"And tasty." Harry whispered as he sucked in her earlobe making her shiver.

"Git" Ginny laughed and lightly slapped him.

"Tease," Harry said as his teeth raked down her neck.

"You don't suppose we could stay here all day?" Ginny asked hopefully, because he was making her randy.

"Nothing I would like more, but sooner or later I'm going to have to attend a class." Harry told her as he reluctantly pulled away. Every part of him wanted to ravage her.

"What happened to I'm a Marauder and I play by my own rules, blah…blah…blah." Ginny asked seductively in his ear.

"Good point." Harry agreed and softly traced her mark with the tip of his tongue. A pulse of red hot pleasure shot out from the spot where he licked her and cascaded throughout her entire body. She could feel herself starting to get wet, and wondered if it was affecting him just as much.

"Mmmm, that feels good. So when did you get up?" Ginny inquired playfully of her Mate.

"Not long, you looked so peaceful that I didn't want to disturb you." Ginny raised a brow to that and gingerly guided her fingertips down his chest, across his abs, and then took hold of him with a firm grip.

"I repeat myself. When did you get up?" Ginny asked in a sultry voice. She had much more confidence after their night of lovemaking. Harry raised a brow of his own.

"Well, what did you expect? I have a butt naked gorgeous vixen in my bed." He answered truthfully with that ever sexy grin of his. Ginny heart melted a little at what he said, but her eyes tried to escape her head when she felt him throb in her hand. She recovered quickly and gave him a long stroke. Harry laid back his head and groaned out his pleasure.

"Not to change the subject, but why isn't little Fury sore?" Ginny asked as she continued to stroke him in a steady rhythm.

"Magical Animagi, heal fast. Ughhhhhhhhhhh that feels so freakin' amazing" He grunted out.

"So that rune you traced over my cat last night had nothing to do with that?"

"Noticed that did you? Could you be more specific Darlin', I was using quite a few down there last night. As I recall you weren't complaining. Ugh, could you loosen the grip a bit?"

"Lose the cheek." Ginny warned him.

"Consider it lost" Harry groaned in relief when she loosened her grip some. "Thank you, and to answer your question…yes."

"I don't suppose you threw one in there that covered contraceptive did you?"

"And then some." Harry told her doing his best to not moan out his answer. He couldn't believe she expected him to hold up his side of a conversation while she was doing this to him. Ginny had come to the distinct conclusion that he would truthfully answer any question she asked him, as long as she kept doing this. She made another mental note and asked her last question, because the whole thing was making her more randy as him.

"Is it's still in effect?" Ginny asked hopefully. She had a strong suspicion where Harry learned those runes. She just might have to send Sasha a thank you note. Not that she was gloating…well maybe a little. All Harry could manage was to nod his head rapidly as his eyes rolled up on him. Ginny looked down at what was in her hand, and curiosity got the best of her.

She slid on top of Harry and rubbed her breasts down his body until his manhood was between them. Her dormmate had once told her that guys really like this, so she figures she would give it a go. Cupping the sides she sandwiched Harry's staff, and earned a groan from him. It was warn and hard as she expected, but what surprised her was that she liked the feel of it there as much as he did. She started to massage it by slowly moving her boobs in different direction around his rod. Harry grabbing a fist full of sheets told her that it was a hit. She decided to take her time and have fun with it. It didn't take her long to figure out what he liked. Harry was many things, but subtle wasn't one of them.

Before long his head was disappearing between her cleavage only to emerge a few seconds later as she moved in a up and down motion. Each time getting a little closer to her face, and she had to admit she wondered what it would taste like. Harry was starting to thrust up as she went down and she kissed the tip and felt it throb through her lips. On the next thrust she opted for an open mouth kiss and found the taste of him to her liking. With each thrust she let a little more into her mouth.

Ginny let go of her breasts and took an aggressive hold on him. She twirled her tongue around his head and Harry let out a throaty growl. She pulled him out of her mouth and slowly ran her tongue his length from base to head, circled it twice and headed back down. She continued on in this manner for a few more minutes before her couldn't take it anymore.

"Freakin Tease" Harry growled out, and she smiled at the effect it had on him. She felt him throbbing, and knew if she kept it up he was going to explode. She wasn't done having fun just yet, plus he was fond of calling her tease. Why not earn it? So she crawled her sway back up him low enough sow her hardened nipples teasing him all the way until she had straddled him.

"Tease, am I?" Ginny asked with a taunting grin, as she grinded her entrance against his length. The electrical pulses the act was shooting throw her body was quite simply…pure bliss. Ginny threw her head back and moaned out her pleasure. Harry's hands found her hips and increased her pace, making her eyes roll up in the process. This defiantly backfired on her, but the brilliance of the moment overpowered the annoyance beyond reason.

In a swift fluid motion Harry flipped her onto her back and positioned himself over her. She expected him to plunge into her with all the vigour he had used last night. Instead he started to circle her jewel with the talisman on the end of his staff.

"Sweet Merlin Harry! Are you trying to drive me mental?" Ginny cried out she felt an orgasm beginning to build within her depths. Harry added a little more pressure making her moan out even louder than before. His free hand made its way across her flat tummy, and then slightly tickled her ribs before cupping her right breast. Her stiff nipples was calling out to him for attention, and he answered its call quite robustly. The multiple stimulations were spurring her closer and closer to her peak of ecstasy. Just as she was about to reach her summit he stopped cold. Ginny whimpered at the sudden loss of paradise. She was so close to her rapture but it was still just out of her reach.

"Is the Tease getting teased?" Harry smirked down at her and she scowled back at him.

"You prat! Finished what you started!" She half snarled half whimpered at him. He smiled and gave her only one counterclockwise stroke. She was still close to the edge, but when he stopped again. She found yearning for release had doubled.

Harry knew he was playing with fire at that moment, but in the end he hoped she would thank him. Ginny whether she released it or not was a very sexual woman, and was just now truly starting to explore this side of herself. A little experimentation was good for the soul as well as the libido.

Ginny was at her limit and was done with his teasing. She grabbed his bum cheeks in each hand and sunk in her claws. "IN ME NOW POTTER!" She commanded with her fangs bared. Harry hissed, but gave her what she wanted. He slid in her much easier than the last night, but it was still a very tight fit. He started off with long slow thrusts at first until she had adjusted to his size. Before long he was increasing his tempo that was much more to her liking. Before long they were both at their limit.

"Gin I'm gonna!"

"Me to luv!"

"AAAAAAHHHHHHH!" They both cried out at the same time.

"Alright give me all the Memories you have on this Mission you have." Draco demanded of Pansy after he had pulled her into an empty classroom so they would not be disturbed. Sensing deception she pulled her wand, but Draco slapped it away while rolling his eyes at her. "Don't get your knickers in a twist Parkinson. They're safer with me than in your head right now."

"I think I'll need more elaboration than that Malfoy." Pansy inquired as she brought her wand back to pointing at Draco. He rolled his eyes again and let out a huff of frustration. They had just been summoned to Snape's office.

"Are you daft? Snape is a gifted Legilimens. I told you last night that it wasn't going to take him long to fit the missing pieces together. Besides do you really think he's going to let us walk around with the knowledge that Potter just served an Inner Circle Member his own arse for dinner? He can't have that information finding its way back to the Dark Lords ears. The man is first and foremost a survivor. Never forget that!" Draco told her pointedly. Pansy nodded her head in understanding. Once again she reminded herself why she chose to team up with him.

"Thank you, I didn't think about that." She told him as she removed all the significant memories from her head. A copy of the two most important ones she had sent to Lestrange last night, but Draco didn't need to know that. Not to say that Pansy hadn't been using the last few days to her advantage. She had built up quite a collection of memories of a young Lily Potter doing disgraceful acts with students, staff, and herself all over Hogwarts. Once she was caught by Filch and to get her out of that paticular pickle, well let's just say that was a memory she was glad to be rid of. On the up side she was getting very skilled with the Obliviate Charm. Then her distrusting self-preservation nature kicked in, and she stopped. "How do I know that you won't just take these and use them for your own gain?"

"You really are an ungrateful little bitch, you know that Parkinson! Put them in your bag, hide them in the Room of Requirement, or shove them up your arse, I don't care! Just don't come crying to me when you spend day in the Pit when you fuck this up. I'm out of here." Draco ranted and started to storm off.

"Stop!" Pansy cried out as Draco put his hand on the door. She had heard rumors about the Pit, and the punishment of those that failed the Dark Lord. She was in no hurry to visit it. Pansy didn't see the smirk on Draco's face. "I'm sorry Draco. Your right, I was just being silly. I know you're just looking out for me, and haven't given me any reason to not trust you."

"Oh, you think?" Draco shot back at her without looking back. His grin growing as he did.

"Please Draco, I trust you." Pansy pleaded. The fear of what might happen to her in the Pit had a vicious grip on her heart now. Draco knew it and planed on pushing the advantage for all it was worth.

"Do you?" He asked with fake hurt in his voice. It was enough to send her across the room and to press her body against his back. She wrapped her arms around him tightly. Almost there. "I don't want them to hurt you. I couldn't bare it if they did to you what they did to me. I'm just trying to protect you Luv." Draco lied effortlessly and even added a sniffle in the mix. Pansy never doubted it for a second and tightened her grip upon hearing the last word. He really did care about her.

"Yes I do, please don't leave me. I can't do this alone." She pleaded and He knew he had her just where he wanted. Slowly Draco turned around and cupped her face in his hands.

"Even enough to let me enter your mind so I can protect it properly?" Draco asked tenderly. Pansy knew what kind of magic the Black family was famous for, and was touched that he would go that far to protect her.

"Utterly" She smiled up him completely misunderstanding the victory that she saw in his eyes.

"First I'll need the memories, and then we will begin. We must make haste Luv, time is of the essences." He commanded and she never even realized he did. Pansy just nodded her head and did what she was ordered to do. Draco could have spent days in her mind and still not discovered all her secrets. The girl had dirt on everybody. Not just within the halls of Hogwarts, but the Ministry as well. She would make a Nobleman a fine and useful wife some day. He filed that away for another time and went to work on what was most pressing. It took twenty minutes but he had what he had come for.

"There it's done. He won't be able to get past my protection. There is just one last thing I must do Pansy."

"What's that luv?"

"OBLIVIATE!"

Emma was doing her best to pay attention in her Muggle Studies class, but honestly she lived as one for the last ten years. Besides she couldn't stop thinking about last night, and what it felt like to fly in her Succubus form. Before she even realized it Emma was thinking back to when it all began.

"I was going to check in on Harry before going to bed. I was the only one Aunt Lily was letting in to see him. Of course I still wasn't talking to him, mostly because I don't think I could control myself if I did. I was still so furious at him for almost getting himself killed and proud of him at the same time. Weird huh?

Come off it, how many blokes do you know that would go that far for his family. Look at how far he had gone to help me even before he knew we were cousins. Scratch that…brother. In my heart he's my brother. I might be acting like a selfish bitch right now, but I can't lose that or Aunt Lily for that matter.

I almost called her mum today. I had to catch myself at the last second. My mum gave her blessing that I could call her that. I just feel like it's too soon. I mean, she just passed away. Granted I barely knew the woman, but that wasn't her fault. In the end I knew that she loved me. I just feel like I should honour her memory or something.

The thing is Aunt Lily has been there for me so much. She's not overbearing, judgemental or bossy. She just kind of stands back and lets me make my own way. Even if a mess up, she will only give me a subtle suggestion. One of these days I'm going to tell her how much that means to me. She also tests me in that sneaky ingenious way of hers.

Like right now for instance. I'm on my way to see Harry, knowing she has warded the room so only she can enter. She showed me how to do it, so I know it's based on her blood. I know she showed me so I could do it for myself if the need ever arises. She never outright said that I couldn't visit Harry, just implied it. Still part of me thinks she wants me to try to get past the ward. Is she testing my character or skill? She a crafty Witch I'll give her that. Because the urge to get past that ward is like an itch I just have to scratch.

Seeing as the same blood that runs through Aunt Lily veins runs through mine, I try to key myself in. It's tricky set of runes and I think I got the incantation right. Oh well, only one way to find out. I take a steady breath and then give it a go. One tap on the doorknob at first and nothing happens. This is good, considering I was expecting to be thrown across the hall. I give it a few more quick taps just to make sure, before I go for it. I take a firm hold of the doorknob…nothing.

I turn and give a push. Harry door opens and I realize too late I should have knocked. Standing by his window was a drop-dead-gorgeous Succubus. Her hair was like turquoise silk. Porcelain skin with a light bluish tint covered a barely cover a flawless body. If this was the Succubus that my aunt said took Harry's virginity. I could defiantly see how Ginny would be intimidated by that. An exquisite but sad looking face was looking back at him. Her violet eyes gleamed with unshead tears.

"Please think about what I said." She told him before she swept out his window and flew out into the night. My eyes turned to Harry and he looked haunted, and I got this feeling in my stomach that part of his heart just shattered. If he saw me standing there Harry showed no sign of it. He just rolled over in bed and buried his face in his pillow. I whispered good night to him and quietly closed the door, but not before looking out the window one last time. On our Quidditch Pitch I saw her sitting on top of the highest goal post. She looked like she was rocking back and forth with her arms wrapped around her stomach. Once outside I grabbed my new broom from the shed and flew up to her.

"Hi" I said. She must have been in some pretty deep thought, because she jumped up surprised and fell off the goal post. With her having wings and all I should have known she would have recovered quickly, but on instinct I performed the power dive Harry taught me and raced my broom down to her. She spread her wings out and slowed her decent just as I was about to catch her. Unfortunately, I couldn't pull up in time and crashed right into her losing my broom in the process.

That was when it happened. She wrapped her arms around me protectively and tried to pull us out of the death plunge we were now in. Our skin made contact and then my mimicking abilities took over. My skin, eyes, face, hair and body started to mirror hers. The back of my shirt ripped open as massive bat-like wings sprouted out of my back. It forced me out of Sasha's arms just as she started to pull us up for the second time. Again I was falling and the ground was coming up fast. I expected pain when a crashed but was pleasantly surprised when all I felt was a sharp tug on my tailbone, or should I say…my tail. Thank Merlin I was wearing a skirt, of course me hanging upside-down with my knickers in full view was a bit humiliating. Then again I wasn't dead, so I have that going for me.

"You, my dear, must be Emma." Sasha laughed out as I was gently placed on the ground. I quickly scrambled to my feet, dusted myself off, and looked at the Succubus standing before me. She walked around me a few times studying me. Can we say awkward!

"I'm sorry Petite; it's just that you look just like I did when I was ten." She told me like she had heard what I was thinking. Yeah, that wasn't freaky at all.

"Hey! I'm eleven I'll have you know!" I snapped and for some reason she found that very funny.

"Oh Harry was right, you are full of spunk."Sasha teased as she rubbed the top of my head. I slapped it away very annoyed. "I only jest Petite, your mimicking skills are quite impressive." I couldn't help but smile at the complement, but I quickly remembered that I didn't do it on purpose.

"Thanks, but this kind of thing happens on its own. It can be really annoying." I told her as I looked over my shoulder at the wings on my back they snapped open on my mental command, and then I looked around to my bum and see a tail swaying back and forth. Aunt Lily is sooo going to freak!

"So every time you touch someone you change into them?"Sasha asked with a raised brow.

"No, but I don't consciously choose to do it. It's kind of on instinct." I told her rubbing the back of her neck.

"Instinct? That's quite interesting..." She said tapping her finger on her lips.

"Why?"

"Well Petite, deliberate or not, something deep inside of you chose this. Regardless of your intent, the exploit was magnificent. Never has a Metamorphmagus been able to take our form so completely, and believe me, many have tried." Sasha praised me and I just shrugged nervously.

"I still don't understand why though?"

"You were plummeting to the ground. You just chose your best chance to live."She explained to me. It made sense, but I still had my doubts.

"That just seems too simple."

"All beings have an inherent need to survive. These instincts are like breathing. It is best not to over think this, just be grateful that you survived the night."

"I guess?"

"I am curious, you have the form of a Succubus, but do you have the powers as well?" Sasha inquired with a playful smile. Before I could answer she grabbed me by my hips and tossed me up twenty feet in the air. Damn! She's a lot stronger than she looks. I found myself flapping my new wings wildly. I didn't know if it would work, just something in my gut was telling me to have faith. I thankfully slowly descended to the ground.

"How?"

"Our bones are hollow, like a bird's, but exceptionally strong. Plus we naturally have a lofty metabolism which helps to keep our striking physique, but enough of that. Now try whipping your tail like so." Sasha demonstrated and I copied her movements." Good…now grab my wrist with it." She requested as she extended her arm for me. I miss her wrist completely and end up smacking myself in the face with my tail.

"Bugger! That stung like a bitch." I hissed as I brought my hand to my throbbing cheek. I felt a huge raw welt. Sasha tilted her head to the side in an inquiry fashion then nipped her pinky finger on a fangs that came out of nowhere. She softly blew an incantation on the small amount of blood that was seeping out and it started to glow. The moment she touched my cheek the pain was gone. I felt her draw some design on my wound. I'm guessing a rune of some kind. My whole cheek tingled.

"Better?"She asked with compassion.

"Thanks, was that?" I asked as I brought my hand back up to my cheek and found it was smooth, soft, and void of pain. That was just so bloody wicked.

"Blood Magic, yes it was, and in its purest of forms Petite." She told me with a warm smile.

"I guess I don't make a very good Succubus, do I?" I told her with a frown.

"No Petite, Just not a skilled one. I can help you with that and…" She told me then looked over her shoulder in the direction of Harry's room. Her eyes looked sad again. "Perhaps you could aid me as well."

"This has something to do with what went down between you and Harry doesn't it?"

"That is a private matter, but yes. Let's just say that Succubi view things very differently than humans. It comes from having a much longer lifespan I'm afraid. Although Harry and I agree on many things, there are some issues that we do not. I don't want this influencing your decision. I implore you to reflect explicitly on this. I sense that you will have many teachers in your life little one, but the lesions you wish to learn will always be your choice. I will return in a few days, after you have had proper time to contemplate," Sasha said as she turned around and spread her wings.

"Wait! I'll be back at Hogwarts by then!" I yelled at her as she rose off the ground. She turned around in mid air and smiled at me.

"My Clan and the founding four go way back. I know where the open window is." She told me with a wink before souring off into the night.

Lily marched into her office followed closely by Draco Malfoy. She pulled a chair out as she passed her desk

"Sit!" She snapped at him as she rounded her desk and used the loud noise to mask her laying a picture down on one of her shelves. He didn't need to see that. She sat down and scowled at the boy sitting in front of her. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't give you detention for a month?"

He showed no reaction and Lily found that she was both impressed and saddened by that. She suspected that being on the receiving end of Voldemort's wrath; hers would seem timid in comparison. He looked out the door lazily to make sure the classroom was indeed empty. Satisfied Draco swiftly pulled his wand and sent Locking and Silencing Charms on the door. He looked back to see Lily's wand aimed directly between his eyes and smirked. He twirled his wand in his hand so the business end was pointing at him. Then he placed it on her side of the desk farthest way of his wand arm, before sitting back in his chair. Lily understood his actions and did the same. They were having a Wizards Parley.

"Am I to assume that you used that vile word in my class to arrange this meeting Mr. Malfoy?"

"Draco, if you please." He answered with a slight bow of the head. She returned the sign of respect.

"Draco it is, and I will allow Lily for the course of this conversation."

"Thank you Lily and I apologies for the disrespect in your class. It was a necessary evil, nothing more." He tried his best to explain but could tell it was going to be a tough sell.

"Forgiven…it lacked conviction, a rather careless mistake for one that lives in a snake pit." Lily responded with a guarded eye.

"Noted, I would also like to thank you for your aid the other day and letting me keep my dignity. Let me return that favour now?" Draco said with sincerity. Lily was using all her Animagus senses to tell if the Slytherin in front of her was being truthful. So far he has been spot on.

"I'm listening." She asked cautiously none the less.

"I know why Snape tried to bed you." Draco told her frankly, and respecting the woman's shrewdness. He would not underestimate her.

"Right to the point I see. Are you trying to tell me he was under some kind of Love Potion? Well, you can tell your Head of House that I expected something more creative than this. Coercing a student to do his bidding quit frankly is just pathetic."

"He is unaware that I'm doing this, and I wouldn't do it for him if asked. I'm indebted to you, and I am attempting to settle that debt nothing more." Draco told her candidly and she sensed no deception coming from him. Lily nodded for him to continue. "He believes that you two are already lovers, because a few days ago you came to him and as the Muggles are so fond of saying, Rocked his World."

"How dare you, I never…would never!" Lily snapped as she jumped to her feet and grabbed her wand.

"True, but someone with one of your stray hairs and a Polyjuice Potion certainly did." Malfoy answered showing no reaction to her outburst. He knew it was mostly show, or at least he hoped it was.

"That's just preposterous. Why would someone want to do that?" Potter asked. The whole thing seemed so far-fetched to her.

"I would think after what happened to your family. You would often test the loyalties of your friends."

"Fair point, however, it makes me question what your true motivation here is. What are your true reasons for telling me this Draco?"

"Perhaps one day I will tell you, but we're not there yet. Be warned, this is not an isolated incident Lily." Draco said standing up. He collected his wand and reversed the charms he put on the door to her office. He then pulled a vial from his robe and put the tip of his wand to his temple. He pulled a silvery memory out and deposited in the vial.

"I was not the first, nor will I be the last. Know that I regret my actions, and I will take full responsibility for them. Whatever punishment you see fit to administer, I will submit to," Draco said as her handed her the vial. Lily took it with a worried look on her face. She suspected it must have been bad. What concerned her was that in doing this he was leaving himself exposed to her.

"Why?" She asked carefully. Was he trying to earn her trust, or was this just a set-up of some kind. Draco stuck his hand in his pocket and rubbed the picture he now carried with himself all the time like it was a talisman. He looked over his shoulder to the picture Lily had turned over on the shelf. Lily's eyes followed his to their destination. Slowly their eyes met back in the middle. Lily's eyes were full of realization and Draco's with sadness.

"If she still lives…" Draco had to stop when his voice cracked and swallow to keep his voice evened-out. "Tell her sunrise is still my favourite time of the day." Draco requested in earnest, and then he was out the door before lily knew it. Lily plopped down in her chair flabbergasted.

Harry stood in front of the Marauders, and was amazed by the number of new recruits. Fifty plus students were standing in the Marauders Lair. They ranged from first year to seventh, just as he hoped for. Ginny was to his right, and Daphne to his left. To his back on a pedestal was a massive book with mostly blank pages. Engraved was the title The Marauders Tome. Harry closed his eyes thinking about what he wanted and a long table appeared before him causing many of the students to gasp.

"You did it! You actually turned the Lair into a Room of Requirement!" Hanna Abbott yelled across the room. Most of the students were looking around and thinking of whimsical object to see if they would appear. They were not disappointed.

"No! You all did it. Everyone had a part in it and I couldn't be more proud of all of you." Harry praised them for their bold and successful endeavour. The Lair broke out in cheers of celebrations and Harry stood there clapping and letting them enjoy their moment of victory. It was well earned.

"Now we have a lot of work to do, but first I want you to all look behind me to the podium. The Marauders Tome is a first edition book that we will all contribute spells, charms, hexes, curses, runes, potions recipes, incantations, rituals, and enchantments to. Our diversity will be our strength. I understand that some things must stay within your own family. I would not ask it of you if I wasn't prepared to do the same. I have already added some from the House of Potter's Spellbook, and a few that I have designed myself. I have also enchanted the Tome so that only a Marauder can read it."

"I have also added to it from the House of Greengrass," Said Daphne.

"As have I, from my own house." Added Ginny, when Ron gave her a pointed look she just shrugged. Once the initial shock wore off and after only a mildly heated discussion everyone agreed that they would add some to it as well. All magical families had their specialities and it would defiantly benefit them in the long run to have access to the knowledge.

Once it was all sorted out Harry pulled a long leather roll out of his Basilisk skinned robe and rolled it out on the table he had summoned earlier. Within the leather roll were various magical objects that were used for the cores of wands. Also there was a small chunk of every type of wood that was used as wands.

"Here's the deal. What happens if we use our wands away from school?" Harry asked. At first no one answered, and then from the back, standing next to Emma Mark piped out. "Three strikes and you're out."

"Exactly! Now question number two, what happens if you wand is destroyed, stolen, or you're disarmed?" He asked again, but this time it was Susan Bones that spoke up.

"You're shite out of luck." She joked, and earned a gasp from Hanna for her colorful language.

"Or you'll be dead and it won't matter any more." Luna added in a tra-la-la manner. Hermione looked at her exasperatedly.

"Don't look at her like that 'Mione. The girl makes a valid point." Ron told his girlfriend before she scolded Luna for in his opinion speaking the blood honest truth. Hermione shot him a glare, but he didn't back down from it. He knew he was right, and pride aside she did too. She nodded her head in agreement. Seeing that the silent debate was over, Harry continued.

"If you do manage to survive, and are forced to get a second-hand wand or at best a family members that doesn't work all that well for you. In short you're compromised and exposed."

"And just how pray tell do we fix that Potter?" Justin Finch-Fletchley asked sarcastically. Hanna and Susan both slapped him in the back of the head for the disrespect he showed Harry. Quite a few of the students were snickering at him. Harry decided since he was going to be in Hufflepuff this week. He was going to find out what the stick up Justin's butt was.

"Once upon a time Witches and Wizards actually made their own wands, and then used runes to bond it to them. That way if they were disarmed the wand would still only work for them." Harry explained to him as if he was a child. He then looked directly at Emma. "Or someone that they share blood with." He finished with a wink and Emma winked back.

"So we're going to be making our own wand then?" Daphne asked pointedly.

"Wands…It's better to have a clutch wand and not need it…" Harry started.

"Than to need one…" Fred added as he strolled into the Lair with a fully armoured female Goblin at his side.

"And not have it." George finished as he followed in behind them.

"Oh look Bill, a soiree," Fleur said to the tall red haired man walking in next to her. They all filed in behind Harry. He looked back and winked at Moonbeam. Looks like she recruited a new Marauder.

"Looking sizzling as always Greengrass." George whispered with a cheeky grin as he passed her. Daphne raised her brow to it, and looked to Ginny curiously. She jerked her head at Seamus who was shooting daggers at George. Daphne smiled broadly, to which Ginny mouthed Tramp. Daphne winked back at her. Ginny just shook her head with a grin just as big as Daphne's.

"Good your Professor's for the nightare here. The first thing I want you to do is pass by the table and see what calls out to you. In many countries it is a rite-of-passage to make your own wand. Afterwards we will break into small groups. Bill will be teaching Wards and Curse-breaking, Hestia traditional combat, Fred object crafting and lock picking, George stealth and object enchantments, Fleur…thrust me girls, you want to attend that lecture, Daphne political manipulation and intelligence gathering. Ginny Magical combat and survival techniques and I will be covering runes and potions. As the year progresses other subjects will be addressed. Everyone in this room has something to bring to the table, and you all will be teaching others." Harry then stopped to see if anyone had any questions. When he received none Harry continued. "Good, now let's all get to work." Harry finished feeling there was so much more they needed to cover but knew the people standing behind him wouldn't always be available to teach them.

"All right human, anyone wanting to know how to disembowel a grown Wizard follow me." Hestia bellowed out, but not before giving Fred a sharp pinch to his bum.

"She was kidding right?" Dean asked Lavender in a voice an octave higher than usual.

"No I don't think she was." She answered with a giggle before joining the large group of Witches that were flocking around Fleur.

"I see you and Ginny christened the Lair. That's good, it bonded the enchantments we all added to the Lair quite nicely." Harry's eyes shot open and he spun around to see the small form of Luna looking at him.

"What makes you say that?" Harry asked as he attempted to not confirm anything. Luna tilted her head to the side like a animal would do when they are trying to figure someone out. Then she started to giggle like a pixie.

"You both missed the morning training by the lake and then breakfast. Ginny barely made it to her first class, you have this shite eating grin on your face every time you look at her. Ginny does too by the way, and her walk doesn't quite have the pep it usually does. Both of your auras are more in tune and pulse where you marked each other, plus this room has the distinct fragrance of sex." Luna finished with a slight curtsey, before skipping off. Harry stood there with his jaw hanging open for the first time with no smart comeback to say. After a few moments her shook it off and gathered a group to teach. They had a lot of work to do and precious little time to do it in.

"It is done My Lord," Bellatrix said as she walked into Voldemort's Throne Room. The Dark Lord smiled broadly. He knew his Bella would not fail him.

"When will he be ready?"

"Next full moon My Lord."

"And how long to convert him?" Voldemort asked slyly. Bellatrix met his question with a vicious smile. The hand she had in her pocket caressed the two vials that girl with delusions of grandeur had sent her.

"Worry not My Lord. I have that well in hand." She answered with a curtsey. Voldemort's manic laughter was heard throughout the halls of his castle. Everything was going according to plan.