An ENTERPRISING OMEGA

Chapter 40 : POV Harry 8

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Rating:
Explicit
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Graphic Depictions Of ViolenceRape/Non-Con
Category:
M/M
Fandom:
Harry Potter - JK Rowling
Relationships:
Harry Potter/Tom Riddle | Flight of deathHarry Potter/VoldemortHarry Potter/Tom RiddleSirius Black/Remus LupineLucius Malfoy/Narcissa Black MalfoyRodulphus Lestrange/Bellatrix Black LestrangeRegulus Black/Severus Snape
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Tom Riddle | Flight of deathHarry PotterMalfoy Family (Harry Potter)Black Family (Harry Potter)Weasley Family (Harry Potter)Longbottom Family (Harry Potter)Death Eater CharactersOrder of the PhoenixSeverus SnapeOriginal CharactersRose Bush FamilyCedric DiggoryRemus LupinSirius BlackFenrir Greyback
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Language:
French
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Published:2022-10-17Updated:2023-12-11Words:157,236Chapters:61/?Comments:377Kudos:868Bookmarks:132Hits:34,558
An enterprising omega
DespairQueen
Chapter 40 : POV Harry 8
Notes:
Hello, good evening,
First of all, thank you for all these kudos, I swear that the success of this fic is a little beyond me ^^"
A little tour inside Harry's head ^^ It's especially cute, I find it more than action-packed XD
Anyway, happy reading, sorry for the mistakes! See you
next time!

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Back home. Harry wouldn't have believed the affair would end like this. The summit had been postponed, they had been kept for the day for questioning but Harry had had nothing to say, sincerely surprised by the death of this simple good-natured man whose name he had barely remembered. He left his office, still thoughtful, even though lunch had been announced to him. Of course, he hadn't believed that the King had everything under control, there were far too many players for him to boast of keeping them all on a leash. But the result of his first movements was certainly perplexing. He didn't know if Thomas was going to continue his conquest given the conditions unless they were just ideal... Harry ran his hand through his hair. Politics really wasn't his thing and even if he had agreed for his fiancé to extend his influence over the world, he also expected him to keep his promises.

Harry finally set foot in his dining room and raised an eyebrow when he saw his godfather seated with his companion. Oh, sure, Sirius and Remus were always welcome. Except that since he no longer lived alone, they would do well to announce themselves. The King had much less patience than him. Harry sat in his well-padded seat and looked at the two men. They looked worried. In short, the upcoming discussion would not be the most pleasant. Harry then saw Sirius get up to come and hug him. The omega didn't really relax in this embrace. She pleased him and at the same time, Harry hated her as he felt that the alpha was trying to mark him with her scent to reassure himself. He made a significant growl. Yes, he was Sirius' little one but he was no longer a child. He noted Remus' amused smile at his reaction while Sirius began to grumble.

-Oh, it's okay, you stink of him anyway!

-I don't stink, thank you. And he smells me too, we are related, I remind you.

Sirius sat down next to him, his blue eyes scanning his figure. Harry felt like he had gone into 'mama hen' mode without him knowing if there was a particular reason for it.

-What do you have ?

-Something's going on, huh? We know the Death Eaters are on the move.

Harry refrained from tapping on the table, a tic he was picking up from his fiancé. Instead, he crossed his arms as the house elves placed the dishes on the table. The smell of chicken pot pie made his stomach growl even more.