A/N: Here's the new Chapter! Which also means the four chapters are up on my Patreon for early access as well as the bsp;to vote on the dire of the story!

  Harry gets a protective deal and is brought to a safe house~

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  As, Tonks definitely blows it for them. There’s a knowing look in Amelia’s eye as she gazes at the two of them, and after a moment she shakes her head.

  “Unfortunately, Auror Tonks is still a bit young to be in such a position… alone, anyways.”

  Oh? Harry raises an eyebrow as Amelia smiles slightly.

  “I have no problem assigning Auror Tonks to your protective detail… but she ot do the job by herself, nor should she have to. The way the DMLE Director is looking at them now… ah, Harry thinks he uands. She’s not reading too far into this, mostly because she thinks she already uands the situation. In the eyes of Amelia Bohe woman who lost most of her family to the Dark Lord’s first rise, him wanting to get closer to Tonks has everything to do with him tg onto his godfather’s nied nothing more untoward than that. In a way, Amelia probably sees Tonks as Harry’s cousin.

  “In fact, I have two other Aurors in mind for this.”

  With a flourish of her wand, Amelia summons a Patronus and whispers into it before sending the thing off to retrieve who she’s talking about. Harry could have tried using Legilimency to read her thoughts, but there was no point in risking her disc his intrusion. Not when he’d find out soon enough anyways.

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  “Well met, Harry Potter. I am Kingsley Shacklebolt and this is Hestia Joogether with Auror Tonks, we shall make up your protective detail until Madam Bones decides you no longer have need of one.”

  Harry resists the urge to tilt his head to the side, hiding his amusement. He should have known, really. Of course it would be Kingsley aia. Two people from his past life who had… well, they hadn’t been enemies, per say. Though there had been times during Kingsley’s reign as Minister of Magic where he and Harry hadly seeo eye on things. Just a sequence of how much of a mythological figure Harry had bee, bined with his intolerance for political bullshit.

  … Though one could argue that Harry’s intolerance for political bullshit had eventually led to their downfall. If he’d had more influence, if he’d made more of an effort to have sway with men like Shacklebolt, perhaps something could have been salvaged before it all went straight to shit.

  But then, that was what he was back here to correct, wasn’t it? He was going to do things right this time… even if he had t the entire world kig and screaming dowh with him. And that meant pying nice.

  Smiling slightly, Harry nods his head and takes Kingsley’s outstretched hand, giving it a good solid shake that the dark-skinned wizard happily returns.

  “A pleasure to meet you Auror Shacklebolt. And you too, Auror Jones.”

  Hestia, standing just behind Kinglsey, gives Harry a soft smile of her own and ines her head. Of course, Harry knows things about Hestia from the future that would likely cause that smile to drop immediately. Things he might have to leverage with her eventually in a simir way to how he leveraged his foreknowledge regarding Auror Sinistra.

  Amelia didn’t know it, but she’d certainly set him up for success by sendiia alongside Kio shore up his little protective detail. While Kinglsey as the head of the detail would o be worked around… both Hestia and Tonks were easy targets for Harry to eventually subvert and bring over to his side… oual at a time.

  Speaking of which, it’s been a while since Harry has secured a witch’s magic for himself. He’s sort of beeing on his urels in that regard, but he figures he five himself seeing as he’s been fog his efforts in other dires. Still, with Amelia hard at work dismantling the current administration for him, perhaps Harry finally take a step bad focus on self-improvement. The more power he has, the easier it will be to force everyoo listen up and do as they’re told.

  For the moment though, he has to do what he’s told, funnily enough. But as, it was his choice to offer himself up as a key wito the DMLE Director. Now he just has to live with the sequences. Speaking of which, with introdus out of the way, Kingsley cps his hands.

  “Right then! So, Madam Bones wants you to be kept safe. Hopefully, that eventually means we move you back to Hogwarts, but for the time being, that means we’ll be staying in a safe house while she s up the mess here. Sound good, Harry?”

  Ag the part of a young man in over his head is easy enough for Harry, who tentatively smiles and nods at Kingsley’s question.

  “Yes sir.”

  Kingsley seems pleased with how respectful he’s being. Hestia seems amused at him, clearly seeing him as nothing more than a precocious kid. If only she konks, meanwhile… is quiet, flushed and trying not to fidget as she no doubt remembers what happened between them before. Hm, Harry would have to follow up with her sooner rather than ter on that front.

  “Alright then, follow me everyone.”

  With that, Kingsley leads them to a nearby floo and they all grab a pinch of green powder. After making sure Harry properly pronouhe floo address, the bck wizard leads the way, speaking loudly and clearly before stepping in and vanishing. Harry follows him, with Hestia and Tonks both taking up the rear.

  Oher side, they find themselves in a cozy living room. The safe house is likely smooshed between two muggle apartment buildings somewhere in muggle London, bigger on the inside and smaller oside so no one will notice it taking up space. Or rather, notiothing is there taking up space due to the Notice-Me-Not Wards.

  “Not sure how long we’ll be here, so feel free to explore a little bit. Harry, you have your pick of the bedrooms, there’s only three total, but I sleep on the couch just fine.”

  Everyone makes noises of assent at that and then spreads out to explore the safe house. Harry picks the sed rgest room, not wanting to e across as a total boor, and then they all just sort of… settle in. It robably past midnight by this point, so it made sense for them to all start to tu for the night… except Harry was still pretty wired and so was Tonks.

  Kingsley aia were less so, so in the end they wound up going to sleep first, with Tonks agreeing to take the first watch. That’s how Harry finds himself aloh her i, approag her from behind as the metamorph witch prepares a cup of tea.

  “Wotcher, Tonks.”

  His voice quiet and subdued, he still mao startle Tonks something fierce. She was clearly deep in thought as his greeting sends her sky high for a moment before she whips around with a hand to her heart.

  “W-Wotcher Harry… you startled me!”

  She immediately realizes she’s a bit too loud and flushes, gng towards the closed door of the kit. But she have worried, Harry has already put up a muffling charm o, along with some magical arms to make sure they won’t be disturbed without his knowledge. In fact…

  “You don’t have to worry about volume, Tonks. I’ve got a muffling charm up so we don’t wake Kingsley actally.”

  Tonks blinks at that, befng down at his hands with a look of wonder on her face. Harry could have read her mind again, but he refrains. Besides, he already knows what she’s thinking from st time… she’s still amazed by his magical prowess. As well she should be. He’d be a prodigy if his age actually matched his body.

  “O-Oh… good thought, Harry. Very… siderate of you.”

  Slowly, Tonks turns back to the ter. But is it just his imagination, or is she pushing her rear out in his dire, bending over the ter to go baaking the tea far more thaually has to bend to do so? Hmm…

  “I-I’m just making some tea, Harry. If you-eep!”

  Harry steps forward and pnts his hands right on Tonks’ hips, not even b to take things slow. He was here i with her for exactly this purpose after all, and if Tonks wasn’t even going to fight him on it…

  “A-Ah… H-Harry…”

  Rubbing soothing circles into her hips with his thumbs, Harry grinds his growing bulge into Tonks’ ass, humming as he goes.

  “I ’t help but think back to how fortable I was earlier, Auror Tonks. All thanks to you.”

  “O-Oh… I’m g-gd…”

  “Feel free to make me a cup of tea too please. I’d appreciate it.”

  His toakes on an authoritative taste to it and Tonks hurriedly nods, fog o of preparing the tea. Of course, she ’t help but squeak again when Harry hikes up the back of her robes over her shapely ass. Once he’s done so, it bees QUITE obvious that Tonks is thrusting her entire rear end out from the ter far more than she o, arg her back to do so in a way that might not have been physically possible for a a metamorphmagus like her.

  Harry admires the physics defying pose for a moment befrabbing hold of her panties with one hand and slowly dragging them dowhighs. As anticipated, they stick to her t, showing her arousal even as he tugs them away and Tonks gasps from the sensation. His hand es up to cup her pussy a moment ter and Harry hums, leaning over the witurmur in her ear.

  “You’re very wet for me, Tonks. Were you hoping this would happen?”

  “I… I j-just want to make you as fortable as p-possible, Harry… I… oooh~”

  As he dips fingers into her sex, Tonks shudders and is cut off, whatever she was going to say lost to her own moaning. Harry knows just how to touch her, and he greatly enjoys the way her insides ch down upon his digits far tighter than most other women could ever hope to. There’s an intelligence behind that tightening that makes it clear Tonks is showing off her abilities… and trying her damo attempt to entice him with everything she has to offer.

  Well, sider him enticed. Finally pulling free of her pussy, Harry extracts his cock from his pants at long st and sps it down on Tonks’ plush bared backside, making her mewl as he rubs his dick bad forth across her ass cheeks for a few moments before slipping down further and rubbing the head of his cock against her slippery wet slit.

  “Is this what you want, Tonks? If it is… I want to hear you say it.”

  Funnily enough, demanding that is where Harry finally enters some resistance. Panting heavily, Tonks looks back over her shoulder at him and bites her lower lip.

  “I… w-we really shouldn’t, Harry. We should… we should stop here. It’s not… nnngh, appropriate…”

  Harry scoffs at that, looking Tonks right in the eye as he teases her entrah his cockhead.

  “Was taking out your tits and ing them around my cock appropriate, Auror Tonks?”

  Tonks blushes profusely at that, whimpering from both his words and as.

  “N-No… no it w-wasn’t. Which is why-guh!”

  Harry tucks just the tip of his cock past Tonks’ pussy lips and pushes up a bit, causio jolt and go up onto her tip toes, her ass jutting out even more and her back arg even further from the move. At the same time, he moves his hands up from her hips to her chest, gropiits from behind as he hums into her ear.

  “Say the word and we’ll stht here and now, Auror Tonks. Just need you to be clear. Say ‘stop this right now Harry’ and I’ll stop.”

  Panting, Tonks whines a piteous whine in the back of her throat, shivering under his touch, quivering as he gropes her.

  “I… I…”

  In the end, she ’t bring herself to say it. And so Harry thrusts forward, making the metamorphmagus cry out in response. For a moment, Tonks is so caught off guard that she doesn’t even utilize her abilities. Her pussy feels pletely natural as it spasms and tightens around his cotirely anically on its own.

  Harry luxuriates in that feeling for a few thrusts as Tonks moans and gasps and cries out, taking full advantage of those muffling charms he mentioned earlier to really let her voice out. Eventually though, she mao find some sembnce of trol because her pussy starts to tighten up far more unnaturally and intelligently then before.

  Not that Harry is pining. In fact, it feels quite good having Tonks trolling how hard she ches down around his coo matter how tight she makes her t, it doesn’t matter in the end because she’s still soppi and Harry isn’t holding ba the slightest. His throbbing mast sms in and out of her repeatedly, leaving her groaning and moaning in pleasure, shudderih him as she gives up on making tea entirely and focuses solely on ging to the ter’s edge for dear life.

  However, just has Harry is beginning to fumble with the front of Tonks’ robes, intending to pull them open and expose her breasts so he py with them more directly while he fucks her… his sewinge as the arm spell he set up goes off, revealing that someone is approag the kit dht that moment.

  The sedary arm spell tells him WHO it is at least, revealing that they’re about to be walked in on by Hestia Jones, not Kihe dark-skinned Auror is still fast asleep acc to the spell Harry left on him, but it would seem Hestia has gotten up and is either feeling like a te night snack ss of water or something.

  Either way, she’s about fifteen seds from walking into the kit and finding them, so they have that much time for Harry to e to a decision about what to do here.

  The things he knows about Hestia… he could probably buy her silence fairly easily if he o. If he wao just keep fug Tonks, he could let Hestia catch them and then drag her into the fun maybe. Or he could pull out of Tonks and push her down behind the isnd in the middle of the kit, using her mouth where Hestia won’t be able to see her until the other witch either gets too close or leaves.

  Or he could teically still mao pull out of Tonks and fix up her clothing before the other Auror arrived, allowing the metamorphmagus to keep her dignity and pride entirely intact. Ohing was for sure though… he only had a split sed to decide.

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  The Patreon Vote:

  [ ] Keep fug Tonks, let Hestia walk in on them - 41%

  [X] Pull out and push Tonks to her knees before Hestia es in - 55%[ ] Pull out and fix Tonks' clothes up pletely before Hestia es in - 4%

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