Hero Summoning - Chapter 6

The dinner hall of Potter Manor was filled with laughter and fun as the Potter family enjoyed their dinner.

The family that had increased from 4 to 5 members was having the time of their lives, with something they all had never had.

For the Potters of this world, they finally got the one member they had always missed.

Even though they were still a happy family of four before everything changed, they still used to feel the emptiness of the fifth seat on the table.

They had always tried to imagine someone sitting on that seat, but it was always just a dream until the day of the ritual.

Now in that seat, they had the fifth member they had always wanted in Harry. For the father and mother, he was the son they had lost, and for the twin sister, he was the brother they had never met.

And for Harry, the feeling he felt was so much deeper than they had.

For the orphan boy who had never experienced the warmth of his parents and the love of his siblings, coming into this world had given him that and more.

He wanted to think he was being a sentimental fool for feeling like this despite being a grown man. But no matter how mature and suffering a man like him has gone through in his life, when he got the dream, he had always wanted, all the hidden emotions naturally came out in a flood.

And since he had been summoned into this world, Harry had been going through those emotions every day. But instead of belittling himself, he accepted that sometimes he did deserve to show some emotion.

And sitting here on the dining table with the two people he was starting to see as his parents and the two mischievous but lovely girls he already saw as his sisters was something he had always dreamed of.

And now it was all coming true, and he was happily living it.

It had been almost a month since he had come here through the ritual, and only one week was left until he went back to Hogwarts with his twin sisters.

He still didn’t know how he felt about that, but he decided that he would deal with it when the time came.

The last three weeks he had lived in this world had been filled with fun, and most of his time had been spent with his new family.

With James, he had spent his days talking about the things in this world of which he was not aware and comparing the differences with his own.

He had also sat through with the older Potter, discussing the history of their family and how James, as the head of house, handled the family responsibilities.

In his world, he was officially the head of both Potter and Black House, but because of the war and since no one ever tried to teach him about house politics, he never knew how to deal with his responsibilities.

Which was why talking with James had taught him many things he would have known if his birth father had never died.

With Lily, he had spent his time just relaxing and talking with the motherly woman, who had never stopped doting him, despite how old he was.

In her defence, she had told him she was trying to fill the 18-year void in his life without a mother, and Harry had no problem with that.

In fact, he loved how much Lily adored him. It was a feeling he wanted to experience for the rest of his life.

She was also the one with whom he was most comfortable talking about his past and the trauma he had gone through.

And because of the caring, red-haired woman, he has realised how much he has held in himself all his life.

She had worked with him like a therapist, and it had helped Harry more than he had ever expected.

Also, she was the best cook he had ever met. Even now he was gulfing his favourite dessert treater tart she had made especially for him.

And last and with whom he had spent the most time were the twin sisters Ivy and Dorea.

Growing up with Dudley as his cousin, Harry had always wished he had a sibling who he would love and protect like a big brother.

And now, after 19 years of his life, he finally found that in his new-found amazing sisters, who may have looked innocent but were the most mischievous pair he had ever seen.

The blood of marauders was strong in them, seeing how much they loved pranking.

It was something that James was very proud of, but Lily, on the other hand, had to pull her hair in frustration as she tried to make them behave.

Though Harry had noticed Lily secretly like her daughter's mischievous streak, if he had to guess, it was a trait that had made her fall in love with James, but she would never admit that.

With him here, though, the twin had a new target, but the sisters soon realised that Harry was also the true son of a marauder.

Any prank the poor twins tried backfired on them every single time, leaving them confused and their egos bruised.

Their father, who was the founder of marauders himself, had been unable to escape their prank, but with Harry, they had always failed.

It fuelled their hunger for finally trapping Harry in their prank, and on the other hand, the competitive streak in Harry refused to accept the defeat and tried his best to be on guard every time they were around him.

The effect of this little battle between the siblings on their parents was vastly different.

James was always excited to see what new way his daughters brought to prank their brother and what Harry had on his sleeve to blast their pranks back in their faces.

He had even started a betting pool with Sirius and other members of the Order of the Phoenix to see who would win between the siblings before the 1st of September, when school starts.

Lily, on the other hand, was completely tired of her children’s antics and of her husband. But more than that, she was loving seeing how happy her daughters and Harry looked with each other.

It was the same right now as Ivy tried to throw a pea in Harry's mouth while he cleaned his plate, but somehow, she found the pea stuck to her forehead.

Ignoring Dorea snickering, she mashed the pea in frustration and glared at the smug face of Harry.

All the while, James and Lily looked at them with a soft smile on their faces.

Unfortunately for the happy family, their peace was about to be broken.

A patronus in the shape of a lynx entered the room and landed right between the tables, making their faces freeze.

The lynx opened its mouth, and the deep baritone voice of Kingsley came through.

“Attack in Cambridgeshire; reinforcement is needed. I repeat, big death eater attack in Cambridgeshire; we need help quickly.”

With the message delivered, the Lynx disappeared, leaving behind the stunned faces of potters.

With his war-honed instincts kicking in, Harry stood up abruptly, startling everyone else.

“Let’s go; they need our help,” he said to James, who finally broke out of his stupor, and a determined glint came into his eyes.

The elder Potter also stood up and ran to his room to get ready for the impending battle.

"Harry,” Lily called as she stood up as well, waving her wand. “I am coming as well.”

Harry's head snapped to her, and he outstretched his hand. "No,” he said firmly, shocking the Lady Potter.

“What do you mean, no?” Lily asked in shock.

"Lily, I know you are a fighter and what you are capable of with your wand, but right now you need to stay here.” Pushing his hand, he stopped the rant of the angry red head.

“Please listen to me." Harry said softly, holding her shoulder, “I know you always go with your husband in this fight, but now with me here, you have someone else who will make sure we win and nothing happens to James. And because of this, you finally have the chance to be with your daughters, who will really appreciate it as they will have one less thing to worry about.”

Lily tried to reply and felt angry at Harry for stopping her, but she saw the truth in his points. Accepting her defeat, she sighed and nodded her head.

"Alright, I will stay here,” she said with a look at her daughter, who smiled at her in comfort.

“Thank you,” Harry said in relief with a wide smile.

“But what about your clothes, Harry?” Dorea asked curiously as she pointed at his casual wear, “Are you going to fight in these?”

Ivy and Lily nodded their agreement, while Harry just smirked in reply.

“Don’t worry about that,” he assured them, and then, closing his eyes, he touched a lightning bolt scar on his left hand.

The simple-looking scar, which resembled the infamous one on his forehead, was not just a tattoo. It was actually infinite space pocket Harry had created through runes on his hand.

In this pocket, he had stored every special and important thing in his life, which included his other wand, his whole vault gold, an emergency potion kit, and his battle robes.

He had even tinkered with this pocket so that, with just a thought and a mental command, he could change the clothes he was wearing.

Just like he was doing right now in front of the astonished eyes of the Potter females.

They couldn’t believe their eyes or what they were seeing. Right in front of them, Harry's clothes changed, and instead of the pyjamas he was wearing, he now had black and emerald green battle robes with basilisk hide.

A gasp left their mouths as they looked at the expertly made battle robe that was filled with scratches all over it, showing the proof of Harry’s previous battle.

Once the transformation was done, Harry opened his eyes and spread his arms. “Is this alright?” He smirked at their gobsmacked faces.

His reply was not in words but in the mute nod of the head from the three females.

James came into the room ready in his battle robes, the colour of his house, and he stopped shocked as he noticed what Harry was wearing.

Shaking his head, he realised it was not the time to ask about that.

“You ready, Harry?” He asked while bringing out the pendants in the shape of a phoenix.

“I am” Harry nodded confidently and then asked, “But how are we going to go to the exact location?”

“With this,” James pulled out a pendant from his pocket in answer, “this is a special charmed pendant made by Lily that every order has. With this, we can go wherever any of our order members are fighting, and no ward can stop us.”

Harry touched the pendant, and he was impressed after feeding the magic imbued in it.

“This is ingenious,” he whispered, and he gave a praising smile to Lily, who beamed in pride.

“It's now time to go, Harry; our friend needs our help,” James said, bringing Harry's focus back to the matter at hand.

Harry nodded, and then he held James shoulder while Lord Potter activated the charm on the pendant.

As his surroundings got covered in flames, Harry gave a comforting, confident smile to Lily, Ivy, and Dorea before he was whisked away.

Dropping down, he put his right foot forward, stopping himself from falling, and once stable, he looked around where they landed to see what the current situation was.

And what he found was a chaotic battlefield.

A big fight was going on all over the 100-metre radius of the area, with death eaters on one side and the combined forces of Aurors and Order of the Phoenix on the other.

The destroyed streets and the ground surrounding them were the proof of the ferocious battle that looked like it was going on for a while.

There was blood everywhere, with debris that was filled by the destruction of everything beside them.

Fortunately, Harry noticed there were not many bodies on his side that looked like they were in fatal condition or already dead.

There were some who were injured and were getting out of the fights with others covering for them, but it was still, thankfully, not that serious.

For the dead eaters on the other side, it wasn’t looking good. There were many bodies lying down with the dark mark on their hands, and more were joining them as well.

But the tide of battle was still on the side of Voldemort's followers because of the overwhelming number they had.

There were so many that some order members and all of the Aurors were fighting more than one at the same time.

"Harry, I will take the right side while you take the other,” James told him hurriedly, and the Lord Potter marched right into the battlefield with his wand blazing.

Nodding his head in the empty air, Harry cranked his head, and with a deep breath, he leapt straight into the battle with the force of a hurricane.

And the dark side would soon realise that the tide of the war was about to turn.

With a stab of his wand, Harry sent a cutting curse sailing through the sky like a snake going for his kill to his intended target. The cutter went straight through the chests of three unsuspecting death eaters, leaving behind a hole in the place where their hearts used to be a few seconds ago.

The three death eaters hands went right to the place their hearts should be, but they found nothing but a big hole. Before they even knew what had happened, the three dropped dead, freeing the two order members they were fighting.

With that done, Harry's attention went right to his next target, and he saw three Aurors in their magenta robes surrounded by six death eaters pushing them into a corner from where they had no chance but to fight in fear for their lives.

Harry pointed his wand just where the three Aurors were standing in a circle with their backs to each other. Narrowing his eyes in focus, he twisted his hand, pulled in a continuous motion, and did something that saved their lives.

The Aurors, who were being overwhelmed, almost lost their will to fight when they saw their enemy covering them from every corner. And when the next barrage of spells came towards them, they felt it was over for them.

But shockingly, a wall erupted from the ground around them, covering them from all sides, and the spells of death eaters hit the solid walls and saved their lives.

The shocked dark side fighters were confused at where the wall came from. But before they could look around for who saved their prey, their eyes widened when several long branches spewed from the wall and flew straight at them.

Leaping back just in time, four of the death eaters dodged the branches just in time, but the same couldn't be said for the other two death eaters.

The branches coiled around their bodies, and before they could even scream, their limbs were torn apart by them.

The four death eaters whose lives were saved by their quick reaction were quivering in their boots, seeing the gruesome sight.

But before they could even make a run, they had to dive again, as the branches were still not satisfied. They wanted more death eater's blood.

Harry's watched his magical creature distraction with a stony face, and with his wand, he manoeuvred the branches like an orchestra. And one by one, his magical branches chased and killed three more death-eaters.

And in just a few seconds, the whole scenario changed. Where before the dark side fighters were about to triumph, only one now found himself alive, with the body parts of his fellow fighters tittered all around him.

Suddenly, the branches finally stopped attacking. And when the last alive death eater thought he had beaten those cursed things and his life was safe, he turned around…

…and found himself looking straight into the glowing emerald green eyes of the titan who has massacred his fellow death eaters.

Before the shaking, scared man even had a chance, Harry tapped his wand at the chest of the man in the mask and blew his heart out.

Stepping aside, he let the dead death eaters fall face first, and Harry watched him with an emotionless face.

Harry Potter was a different animal and the best in the world when he had his wand in his hand. There was no one else but a couple of wizards who could give him a challenge. These death eaters were nothing but an ant to him.

But even after the countless lives Harry had taken, he still didn’t like killing, no matter how good he was at it.

Which was strange because it was said that 'people loved doing what they were good at'.

But Harry didn’t. He hated killing, but he still did it because he had to.

That’s why whenever he was on the battlefield, no matter who he killed, he did it with no emotion on his face or in his heart. Even if they were the enemies he hated, he still left their bodies without a soul, without any joy or pain in his heart.

Stepping around the dead body, he pulled his wand down, and the dome around the aurors he had created to save them came down and went back into the ground.

The three wizards, now free, found themselves between the chaotic scene of the dead bodies of their enemies spread around them.

When they looked to see who saved them, all they saw was a tall man in dark robes, his face shadowed by the night. And only his glowing green eyes were visible, which sent a shiver down their spines.

Harry went to look for someone else who needed his help, but it came right to him when he heard a pained cry from a very familiar voice.

Head snapping to his right, he confirmed what he thought as he saw Tonks fighting three death eaters on her own, but with her left arm bleeding heavily.

Seeing that, he felt a Déjà vu when the memories of how he lost his Tonks came into his mind. And with determination, he ran towards her to redeem himself and save her, unlike before.

Pulling his wand back while he was running, he swung it like a sword, and hundreds of rocks rose to the air and shot towards the death eater, who was about to use the killing curse on Tonk's back.

-

Tonks was not having a good day.

First, earlier in the day, after planning for the last three weeks, she had planned to go to Potter Manor to ask for Harry to take her on a date.

Since she had met Harry Potter, Tonks had felt there was something between them—something very special that she had never felt with the boys she had with in her life.

It was not only his handsomeness or charisma that had made her feel attracted to him; it was also how much on the same page they both were.

After the flirty banter they had on his birthday, she knew he understood her and her character more than anyone else ever had.

Since that day, she had met with him a few more times, and with each meeting, she had started to fall more for him.

And knowing he was going to Hogwarts in a week, she finally decided she was going to drag him to take her on a date before other girls could get their hands on him.

Because she had already seen how her aunt Bellatrix and her cousin Elara had the same effect Harry had on her.

She was aware that if she didn’t do anything sooner, they would play their move before her.

But it looked like faith wasn’t smiling on her today.

When she was about to floo to the Potter manor, she received an emergency call from Kingsley, where she was then told to go to Cambridgeshire, where a death eater attack was reported.

So here she was since then, which was a half hour ago, fighting this piece of shit fuckers nonstop.

Fighting for so long was definitely taking a toll on her as she struggled to beat the three death eaters she was fighting. And she would have defeated them if she wasn’t so tired.

And because of that, one of those bastards even got a hit on her, resulting in her bloody left arm.

The pain she was feeling was so bad that she even missed a death eater on her back, and she soon realised her mistake when she heard the most cursed spell.

“AVADA-“

Hearing those from her back, right in her blind spot, she knew she couldn’t do anything to stop that spell coming towards her.

But when she turned around, she was left stunned when the spell never came. Instead, before the death eater could finish saying the spell, a barrage of thousands of rocks came at him like a missile.

She saw with wide eyes as the death eater's body got punctured all over with tiny rocks, and when the shower of rocks was over, the already dead wizard dropped down with his mouth still open and a killing curse on his tongue.

It wasn’t only her who had stopped fighting while they stared at the gruesome demise of the dark wizard, as the two other death eaters also couldn’t believe what they saw.

Tonks was still confused about who had done that when she felt the overwhelming magical pulse that she was starting to become more familiar with.

Looking to her left, she saw Harry running towards her, with his every step showering a magical pulse all around the field. And when that pulse reached her, Tonks felt a comforting warmth and a heart straight to her core, which left her feeling flustered.

But when she noticed those green eyes of his she loved, she saw a fury in them, which she realised was for her.

The thought of him coming here just to save her made her heart beat, even in the heat of battle.

And let it be known that Tonks was one of those tomboys who detested people trying to save her when she could do it by herself.

But Harry doing it for her was making her feel like a schoolgirl whose wish got fulfilled when her Prince Charming came and saved her.

The death eaters got out of their shock, and realising a new enemy was on the scene, they brought their attention to Harry.

But they only got two curses out of their wand before they joined their dead teammate.

Showing his agility and flexibility, Harry did a spin move on his left foot and then his right foot, dodging both spells easily.

And in the same move, he threw his own cutting curse at his opponents, and in a blink of an eye, the two death eaters joined the pile of bodies with their heads rolling around.

If Tonks wasn't an auror, she would have found Harry's killing so brutally concerning. But since she was already experienced in this, she had no problem seeing Harry kill without any emotion.

In fact, the Black family blood in her was flowing with satisfaction and lust, seeing Harry destroy her enemy without breaking a sweat.

“Are you alright, Tonks?”

The concerned tone of her man, whom she was thinking about, brought her back to the present. And looking up, Tonks found him standing in front of her and looking at her left hand with worry on his face.

Morgana, how the fuck does his face look even more handsome in a battle?

Dispersing her horny thoughts for now, Tonks replied, shaking her head, “Don’t worry, I am fine; it’s just a scratch.”

“It doesn’t look like a scratch to me." Harry raised his eyebrow. “Let me see,” he said, firmly grabbing her injured hand.

With his wand, he traced the open wound, and with whispered words, he magically closed it and stopped the bleeding.

Tonks suddenly felt disoriented, and the loss of blood finally affected her, making her dizzy. Fortunately, Harry grabbed her in his arms when she felt her legs giving away.

“Easy there,” Harry said softly. “You have lost a lot of blood, and your body is feeling the fatigue of the battle.”

"Oh, I’m not worried." Tonks smiled, looking up into his eyes filled with care for her. “I know you have got me.”

Both gazed into each other's eyes, and without even knowing it, both of them leaned closer, their lips only a breath away….

“For fuck’s sake, why did they have to attack when I was out of country?!!”

The loud, angry shout broke Harry and Tonks from the trance they were in, and they both realised how close they were, with their lips almost touching.

Face-burning, they leapt back, separating from each other, but Tonks was made aware of her mistake as her world shook in front of her eyes.

Fortunately, Harry was there for her once again, picking her up in his arms, this time in a bridal carry. Tonks wrapped her arms around his shoulder and made herself comfortable in his arms.

“Thank you, Harry,” she whispered, enjoying the warmth of his body.

“Don’t mention it,” Harry smiled, tightening his hold on her waist.

They both then looked at the one who broke the intimate moment between them and saw a furious Bellatrix Black kicking the dead body of a death eater.

With that amusing scene, they suddenly became aware that the field was silent, with no more curses thrown around, and the battle was over.

Which made sense seeing the team of Hit Wizards Bellatrix brought with her pilling the dead bodies of death eaters.

The remaining followers of Voldemort must have fled, seeing that they were now completely outnumbered.

And knowing Bellatrix, her anger was because they flew after seeing her, and she sadly didn’t get to fight someone.

“Thank you for coming so quickly, Bellatrix, even when you were out of the country,” a bloody Kingsley said, who was covered in the blood and grime of his opponents.

With him was serious-faced James Potter, who was patting one of his conjured stags whose horn was in blood.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief, seeing him safe and without injury.

“Aye lash good of you, but it seemed that in the end we didn’t need your help.” As usual, it was Moody with a blunt answer. The already heavily scarred man looked to have some new one, but the smile on his face told everyone he had killed who gave him that.

"That's what makes me so angry." Bellatrix growled, and turning to Kingsley, she asked, "From your message, it looked like you were at serious risk of getting overwhelmed. Then what happened here?”

“We were about to,” Kingsley nodded and then pointed at James and Harry, “but then the help just in time.”

Bellatrix finally noticed Harry, and instantly a smile spread on her face. But her eyes twitched in jealousy when she saw her niece in his arms.

"Harry, was it you who saved everyone?” She asked him with a softer, melodic voice.

James, who was ignored by her, tried to point out that he also helped, but no one gave him any attention.

Before Harry could humbly downplay his action, an older Auror, who was one of the three he saved, jumped in.

“He did,” the old Auror bobbed his head eagerly. “He saved my life, and I saw young Potter kill a dozen death eaters with ease. Those scum even started fleeing after seeing him in action.”

As one by one everyone gave their praise for him, Harry knew any chance of being humble was gone.

He thought it was still quite early for others to start recognising him by his deeds, but now what was done was done. The only thing he could do was accept others gratitude for saving their lives, just like he had all his life.

“Now I am more gutted that I wasn’t there to see you in action." Bella pouted, “I am sure it was amazing to see you crush your enemies.”

“He was incredible,” Tonks chimed in with a smile. “He also saved my life, auntie.”

As much as she was jealous of her niece, Bella breathed a sigh of relief hearing that, and Harry’s place in her heart became that much higher because of that.

For Bella, her family was everything, and by saving her niece's life, this powerful man's attraction just increased in her eyes.

“Thank you for that, Harry,” she said, expressing her gratitude with a smile.

“You don’t need to. Tonks is someone I care about. I will always be there to save her when needed,” Harry replied with a shrug, and Tonks smiled beautifully at him.

The jealousy in Bella ignited again as she yearned to be called a person Harry cared about as well.

“Now I hope no one minds, but I need to take Tonks back to the manor where Lily can treat her injured arm.” Harry then pointed at the other injured fighters, “And I think many others also should get treated quickly.”

“Harry is right.”

Everyone turned around at the familiar voice, and in a ball of phoenix flame, Albus Dumbledore finally appeared.

“Took you long enough, ah, Albus?” Moody asked with both of his eyes at the great wizard.

“I’m deeply sorry for how late I am." Dumbledore inclined his head in apology. “I will give my reason, but first we should do as Harry said.”

"Alastor, you Kingsley and Bellatrix should stay back so that we could discuss this sudden attack and gauge how much damage it has caused,” the bearded wizard told the seniors on the field and then turned to others. “While all the others should head to your home or headquarters and get the injured gee medical help they need,”

Such was the power and respect Dumbledore had that everyone nodded their heads and did as they were told.

“Make sure you get Nymphadora to Lily Harry,” Bella told him in concern for her niece.

“Don’t call me that,” Tonks hissed, even in her tired state.

Harry shook his head with a smile. “Don’t worry, Ms. Black, I will take care of her,” he assured the black-haired beauty, whose violet eyes twitched at being called Ms. Black by him.

“Please call me Bella. I won’t mind it,” Bella purred, touching his arm and wiggling her eyebrows at him.

Tonks narrowed her eyes, and she almost glowered like an angry kitten after seeing her aunt openly flirt with Harry while she was literally in his arms.

"Um, yeah, I will.” Harry chuckled nervously.

Bella then turned to Tonks, and her eyes softened. “I know Lily, she won’t let you leave till next morning, so you should stay the night there, I will tell Andy.”

“Thank you, auntie." Tonks smiled gratefully, and then, with the thought of staying the night at Potter Manor, her lips turned into a sly smirk. “And don’t worry, I will gladly stay the night there.”

Bella's eyebrow furrowed in confusion at her sly tone, but before she could ask what she meant, James came and took the three of them to his home.

-

In the main hall of Potter Manor, Lady Potter was frantically pacing up and down anxiously.

The red-haired woman had been in a nervous frenzy since her husband and son left after the emergency call for help.

It was the first time she was in this place, where she was left behind while others went into battle.

She had always gone with James, no matter what condition she was in. Even when she was pregnant both times, she still refused to sit at home.

But now, after experiencing what it felt like, she was really wondering how her daughters had experienced these emotions in the last 5 years when she and James had to leave them behind.

This nervousness and fear was something she truly hated feeling.

It wasn’t that she didn’t believe in James and Harry.

She knew from her experience after years of fighting with her husband that he was capable of beating any opponent except the Dark Lord himself.

And after duelling Harry with James, she knew the man who could defeat the dangerous Potter couple would have no problem.

But she still felt those dreadful feelings as a wife and a mother.

Sensing a vibration in the wards around the manor, Lily stopped pacing, and a smile spread on her face when she realised there could only be one person who could enter the ward.

And she was proven right when her husband landed in front of her, and as soon as he did, he found his arms filled with his wife.

“I’m alright, Lily,” James chuckled, hugging his dear wife back.

Lily pulled back and checked his body for any injuries, and when she found nothing, she breathed a sigh of relief. "Thanks, Merlin,” she muttered, pulling her husband for a passionate kiss.

The relieved woman didn’t even realise there were others in the room, while James, unlike her, who knew, still kissed her back without any shame in front of his son.

Although the son was definitely feeling awkward, going by the blush on his cheek, Tonks, on the other hand, was giggling at his red, embarrassed face.

It was her giggle that made Lily remember there were others in the room.

Breaking the kiss, she turned, and her face turned the same colour as her hair when she noticed Harry awkwardly standing facing away from them.

"U-Um, s-sorry about that, Harry,” Lily stuttered while James snickered, which earned him an elbow to his ribs.

“It's alright; you don’t have to.” Harry smirked at James's pained face.

"Oh, I forgot, but are you okay? No injury or anything?” Lily asked, then noticed Tonks in his arms. “And why do you have Nymphadora on your arms?”

The motherly feeling in her came out seeing a girl snuggled so comfortably in his arms.

“I am alright." Harry smiled warmly, seeing her care for him. He then nodded towards Tonks, “But Tonks here has an injured arm that you should see quickly.”

Hearing that, Lily’s eyes widened. "What are you waiting for? Bring her here quickly,” she ordered firmly while pushing James out of the way of the couch.

Harry bit his lips to not laugh at the pouting James and laid down Tonks carefully on the couch.

Lily kneeled down, and pulling Tonks robe sleeve, she began examining the wound.

“Where are Ivy and Dorea?” James asked.

“I send them to bed. Now you two get showered while I treat Nymphadora,” Lily told them without looking back with her focus on the injured arm.

“Don’t call me-OWW.” Tonks didn’t even get to finish her usual before Lily pinched her wound, and looking into her glaring eyes, she smartly closed her mouth.

Harry leaned down, squeezing her shoulder in comfort, and gave Tonks a smile, getting a reassuring one in return.

After that, he left for his room with James to wash away the memories of the battle he just fought.

-

An hour later, Harry was in his room after Dumbledore just left after explaining to the Potters what happened.

It seemed that Riddle had planned this attack very cleverly.

Not only did he choose the day Bellatrix was out of town for an emergency call, but even Dumbledore was out of the country for an ICW meeting.

And with both of them unable to come to help in time, Tom has decided to use this golden opportunity to cause a big loss to the light side.

But it seemed he did make one mistake by attacking the county where an Auror lived.

And because of that man, the Auror Force and Order of the Phoenix were quickly called. And before the death eaters could harm the innocents, they had to turn their attention to fighting the combined forces of Aurors and order members.

Unfortunately, the numbers were heavily on the dark side fighters, which was why Kingsley then had to call backup help.

And that small help, which came in the form of only two wizards, was enough to turn the losing battle around.

Because those unlucky death eaters that were fighting for their master had to face the hero light side had summoned.

What Harry did on the battlefield was surely going to spread like wildfire on both sides of the war.

Even Dumbledore was very grateful to Harry for his help, as because of him, there were only a couple of casualties on their side. Whereas the other side suffered their biggest loss in years.

It was bound to make big waves, and Harry, knowing it would all come to him, was ready to face it.

With his report done, Dumbledore left for Hogwarts after saying a heartfelt thank you to Harry, who accepted it gracefully.

He was still getting used to this world, and Dumbledore had no problem with him killing all the death eaters.

It seemed he was much tougher than the one Harry remembered, who only allowed his order to use stunners.

And with all of that done, Harry was ready to go to dreamland after the action-packed ending to the day he had.

But he wasn’t aware that his day was still not over.

As soon as he stepped out of the bathroom after doing his daily routine of washing his face before sleeping, he was suddenly pushed into the wall, and before he could open his mouth, he felt a pair of soft lips on his.

Losing himself, he kissed back with the same hunger his attacker was kissing, but when he felt a tongue on his lips, he pushed back and opened his eyes.

And he found his attacker was none other than a grinning Nymphadora.

"T-Tonks, what are you doing here?” Harry gasped in surprise. “You should be resting.”

“Oh Harry, don’t you worry, Lily has already patched me up! Look!" She pulled her hand up and showed him.

Harry checked and saw she was right, as her hands looked completely fine; there wasn’t even a scar. He also noticed something else.

Tonks was only wearing a shirt that was too big for her, and he could see her perky boobs right down her shirt.

Licking his dry lips, he drifted his eyes away from her tits to her face and saw her smirking smugly. It seemed he wasn't as discreet as he hoped to be.

"That is amazing, but you still need to rest. You must be tired.” His voice was deeper without him even knowing, and he tried not to notice how hard Tonks nipples were as she was so close to him.

“Harry Lily also gave me her special potion, and I am no longer tired,” the metamorphmagous whispered sensually. “In fact, I am feeling very energetic, and I know exactly how I want to use that energy.”

Harry's heart was beating so fast that he knew she could hear it. And she wasn't helping; her fingers were in his shirt, rubbing his abs, and because of that, all his blood was flowing downstairs.

“W-What do you mean?” He asked, acting innocent, but he could tell she didn’t buy it for one second by the smile on her face.

"Well, I want to thank you for saving me today." Tonks said huskily while biting her lips, “You were so amazing today, killing all those bastards and saving my life. And I think you deserve a reward for that.”

“I d-don’t need any reward.” Harry lied to his teeth as his body was screaming for him to throw her on the bed and ravish her.

“Are you sure, Harry? Your mouth is saying one thing, but your body is telling me something else,” the naughty nymph purred while her hands rubbed his tented pyjamas.

Her smile widened when she felt the massive bulge, and her eyes darkened in lust.

“Of fuck it,” Harry stopped acting like he didn’t want her, and grabbing her neck, he pulled her face forcefully, claiming her lips.

Tonks moaned happily with Harry finally reciprocating her feeling, and she loved how hungrily he was kissing her like a stabbed lion.

Even though they didn’t get to go on a date like she had planned, at least she would end the night like she wanted.

Walking backwards, she took Harry with her while he was trying to devour her lips and tongue. When she felt the edge of the bed, she turned them, and in a move that surprised Harry, she pushed him onto his bed.

“You just sit back, Harry, while you receive a reward you will never forget.” With a sexy smirk on her swollen lips, she kneeled down between his legs.

Eyes blown in lust Harry thanked his lucky stars, as his night was about to become much more pleasurable.

-

On the other side of the country, Bellatrix Black was just leaving her sister's house after assuring her of her daughter's safety.

As she got ready to apparate to her house, she suddenly remembered her niece's words and the smirk on her face before she left with Harry.

Recalling her words, she suddenly realised what she meant, and her blood exploded in envy at getting defeated by her little naughty niece.

Inside the house—the fuming Bella had just left—Andromeda was about to fall asleep when she heard her sister yell from outside.

“NYMPHADORA!!!!”

Giving no attention to it, the elder sister shrugged her shoulders and snuggled closer to her husband.

She was already used to the rivalry between her sister and daughter. So she was sure Bella's anger was because of that, and like always, it was nothing too serious to worry about.

After all, it was not like they were fighting for the same man.

Oh, only if she knew.

P/S: In the next chapter, the steamy scene between Harry and Tonks will continue, and the aftermath of the battle will be shown.

Also, the next update is a surprise. I am not going to tell you what it is, but some of you may know it if you remember something I promised last month.

Thank you so much; all of you are the best!