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Chapter #15: Politics are boring.

Luna was lying on top of Harry, their naked bodies were completely exposed, luckily there was only one thing lighting them, and it was the moonlight, somehow it felt symbolic.

“Wow… That was…” Luna said, completely awed as Harry’s seed leaked out of her pussy.

“I know… I still can’t believe how good it felt…” Harry admitted with a huge grin.

They remained like that for a few moments, and then they shared a kiss, soft and full of care. However, they were completely worn out; they couldn’t keep going even if they wanted to.

“So… Was the ritual a success?” Harry questioned with an arched brow.

Luna’s eyes widened.

“The ritual!” She said, shocked.

She looked around, and the symbols that she had drawn and that glowed at some point were now all gone. She looked at Harry’s scar, and it wasn’t glowing anymore, either.

“So… Did it work… Or…?” Luna muttered to herself.

“Are you okay, Luna?” Harry asked with a concerned tone.

“Yeah, I’m alright, it’s just that… I can’t prove if the ritual worked or not. I guess I became too immersed in the sex that I forgot about it,” she said before sighing.

Then she started to pick up her clothes and started to get dressed.

“You can stay with me tonight if you want to…” Harry offered, and she smiled.

“I would love that, Harry, but I’m afraid I can’t do that. We could be found, and don’t misunderstand me, I have zero regrets about what we’ve just done, but… I don’t think the other occupants in this house will be happy about it, especially Ginny,” Luna told him with a weak smile.

Harry wanted to argue; however, he saw how right she was in her reasoning, what she said made sense, so, in the end, he just sighed, and when she was finally completely clothed, they shared one last kiss and parted ways. Harry got dressed and collapsed on the bed.

He was still having a hard time believing all this happened; now he had many questions in his mind. Was Luna the last of them? Or will he eventually have sex with all the ladies from the future? Either way, even if things end like this, he knows he won’t be mad, after all, the fun that he experienced up to this point has been extraordinary.

Harry was lost in his thoughts, and his eyes were completely focused on the roof, so it wasn’t a surprise when he finally closed his eyes, and now he was at peace, he was tired, so, he finally fell asleep.

After Harry woke up, he had to take a shower and clean himself quickly because he was going to have a meeting with the minister, Harry already knew how to deal with this situation, still that doesn’t change the fact that he’s nervous about it, Harry hates playing politics, however, he also knows that with the help of the minister they can reduce the dark lord’s forces.

“Harry… Are you ready?” He heard someone knocking.

It was Daphne from the future.

“Yeah, I’m almost done,” Harry told her with a calm tone.

He finished the last touches on his hair and then fixed his tie, but he was having a bit of trouble. The door was suddenly opened, and the calm, serious Daphne entered without permission.

“Daphne, I was just—” He was about to say, but she stopped him, and then she started to fix his tie.

She did it so flawlessly and efficiently that he was amazed.

“You always had trouble with your ties. I knew you needed help,” she told him with a soft smile.

Harry was taken aback by her words. It seemed like she and his future version had a closer relationship than he anticipated; however, before he could ask her some questions about his amazing future self, she finished helping him, and now she was looking at him with an expectant expression.

“Are you ready?” She asked with a calm tone.

Harry gulped. She looked so hot and cute at the same time. Her long blonde hair was fixed in a ponytail, she was wearing a white blouse that hugged her curves and amazing breasts, she was wearing a tight, long, black skirt that hugged her rear, and also black high heels.

“Yes… I think I’m ready,” he confessed, and soon, she led him out of the room.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be there for you and guide you through this. Dealing with politicians was always a hassle for you, but luckily, your future-self had me to help him deal with these kinds of things,” she told him with a nostalgic expression.

Even if Daphne always acted cool and collected, it seems like even she had her moments of weakness. Harry didn’t say anything; he respected her feelings and just nodded.  After that, they went to the living room of the Weasley family home. There was silence in the room. Ron and Hermione joined them a few moments later. However, not even five minutes later, Percy arrived with the minister.

“Mr. Potter, it’s a pleasure, and I’m glad you decided to give me some of your precious time to talk,” the minister told the younger wizard and extended his hand.

Harry hated the politics and courtesy bullshit; however, he shared a look with Daphne, and the older witch nodded, so he accepted the handshake.

“I’m honored by your visit, minister,” Harry lied, and soon they sat. “So, what can I help you with, minister?” Asked the emerald-eyed wizard.

“Well, for starters, there are some things that I need to give all of you. Dumbledore left some things for you three,” the minister confessed.

He gave Ron the deluminator. Hermione, the book "The Tales of Beedle the Bard". And the first golden snitch that Harry caught. Harry was waiting for the minister to say something about Gryffindor's sword, which, of course, was now in their possession, thanks to Hermione and the others who stole the sword to use it to destroy the horcruxes.

“Well, that’s it, I hope this small offering could help us reach an alliance, Mr. Potter,” the minister told him with a sweet smile.

It was scary how easily he was able to mask the fact that there was a missing item; however, that was pointless now.

“What can I help you minister?” Harry asked.

“Well, I would like to have a conference with you and the press to share some words with the population; they all look up to you, we need them to trust in our government, but as you know, Fudge’s bullshit rightfully caused the citizens to lose respect for our organization,” the minister sighed.

Harry remained silent.

“I have one condition, minister,” Harry spoke with a tone full of confidence.

Daphne nodded proudly at him. She gave him a quick course on techniques that he should use when he speaks with a person with as much authority as the minister.

“Yes?” The minister wasn’t so sure, but he decided to listen.

“I know the ministry is trying to capture as many Death Eaters as they can, even if some of them are innocent, however… I think I have an idea on how we can save ourselves from convicting innocent people,” Harry told the minister with a smirk.

Now the politician was looking at Harry as if he had grown another head. Things were surely about to get messy.