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Hallows Eve

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Harry had decided that he was over being depressed on Halloween. He would not let his trauma bring down the mood. Teddy deserved better than that. His godson toddled along the street wearing a lion costume. The little boy held his hand tight, stopping every few moments to pull him along. It was easier to spend it on the Muggle side. Trick or Treating and costumes were better than stuffy gatherings or celebrations of his parents' death.

He wished Tonks and Remus could be here to see this. Their little boy turned four years old this year. He had limited metamorphmagus abilities being able to change his hair and eye color. Teddy was wicked smart for his age with a decent vocabulary and more energy than should be logically possible. Thankfully Fleur and Victoire needed someone magical for their playdates.

Harry had spent a lot of time getting to know Fleur over the last few years. He could honestly say that she was one of his best friends now. It was also another reason why he and Ginny didn't work out. Fleur was deeply in love with her husband. She enjoyed being around Harry because he could hold a conversation and be a normal person around her. There was some minor flirting, but it was very, very far from being serious. It helped Harry could take the full blast of a budding Veela without blinking. Victoire still had a few years before she could control her allure. Most people were turned into piles of goo by simple exposure. They would see this child as being so cute they could forget to breath. Literally. That had been an… interesting trip to the park. Also, their last.

Teddy was quite upset that Vic didn't get to come trick or treating, so a compromise was made. Harry would carry a bag for his 'sick daughter' to make sure she didn't miss out. Not that Victoire had any issue getting sweets. She had learned to weaponize her cuteness at an early edge. Auntie Hermione was the worst of the bunch. Victoire could set fire to the library and Hermione would take her out for ice-cream to make sure she didn't get too hot. Side-note, most Veela love the heat and find fire soothing like a mud bath. That had been an experience to learn.

"Daaddd," Teddy whined. "I'm tired. Carry me."

"What do we say?" Harry asked.

"Accio Uppies!" Teddy blushed.

Harry laughed as he picked up the little lion. Teddy went limp once his face found the perfect spot on Harry's shoulder. Both candy bags were a little more than half-way full. A good haul considering.

They made it to their Muggle home a few minutes later. Harry had three regular houses that he rotated through. He could bring himself to get rid of Grimmauld, though it was more of a museum slash study now. It was used to store magical artifacts and books that were too dangerous to have around curious little witches and wizards. His main home in the Magical World was in Hogsmeade. He had spent time helping the people rebuild the town and fell in love with the village along the way. It helped that the architecture had been updated from Medieval Peasant to Victorian Suburb. Thatch roofs, even enchanted ones, had a weakness to fire. His Muggle home was in a nice, quiet neighborhood that they used regularly. They had a private connection from his home in Hogsmeade to the Muggle.

Adapting the enchantments for vanishing cabinets for daily use went really fast. They weren't cheap and required a separate set per connection, but they were much better than the Floo or Apparation. The cabinets appeared as ornate doors, which looked a little odd in his Muggle home, but fit in just fine elsewhere.

Harry made it home with the two bags of candy and sleeping lion without issue. He smiled and greeted his neighbors, admired the costumes, but lugging an unconscious toddler meant he wasn't stopping for conversation. Most parents understood that. He was just lucky that Mrs. Carrin was busy handing out candy. She was a nice older lady that had made it her duty to find Harry a girlfriend.

He wasn't ready to date again. Teddy was more important than any woman. It wasn't like he had the best track record with relationships anyway. The first couple of years after the war had been hard and he hadn't handled it in the best way. Andromeda was looking after Teddy while Harry traveled. He would have had quite a few free-range kids scattered around France, Spain, Italy, Germany, and Sweden if it weren't for contraception spells. They were part of his morning routine.

It wasn't until Teddy was two that Harry made his way back to the UK. He had briefly reconnected with Ginny, who had a successful Quidditch career, but by then they had wanted different things.

Harry floated Teddy over to his bed, silently thanking magic as he changed the sleeping boy out of the lion costume and into some pajamas. He had to take a break to laugh when he noticed that Teddy had managed to turn his ears to look like a cat. They would probably go back to normal by morning. He set Teddy down on the bed and tucked him in by hand.

"I wish you were here for this," Harry whispered.

"Me too," a familiar voice replied.

Harry spun, his wand up, and ready as he scanned for threats. The room was empty. He didn't need his glasses anymore, but it would have been a waste to stop wearing them. They had been enchanted to see through most invisibility cloaks, disillusion short of master level, and blocked mental probes. The room was empty.

"You can hear me?" The voice sounded louder this time.

He recognized it.

"Tonks?" Harry said as he slowly turned in a circle.

"You can hear me!" Tonks called.

A humanoid shape of familiar ghostly blue took form at the edge of Teddy's bed. The details snapped into place revealing Tonks as she was when he first met her rather than on the day she had died. She was surrounded in a blue glow that most ghosts were known for. Each passing moment she became more tangible. Her true color filling out until she stood seemingly whole again.

"Step away from my son," Harry ordered.

The specter wearing Tonks' form raised her hands and followed instructions.

"Who are you? How did you get here?" Harry growled.

"Forceful," Tonks grinned. "I like this side of you."

The crackle of energy running along his wand stopped any further comments. Her smile was replaced by a look of concern.

"It's me, Tonks," she said.

Harry's voice came out cold, "Tonks is dead. I carried her coffin."

"Here I am," she shrugged.

"Prove it," Harry snapped. "What color was your hair the night we met?"

"Purple," she replied. "But then I changed it to pink." Her hair shifted color as she spoke.

"Tonks?" Harry lowered his wand. "How?"

"Master of Death makes a wish on Hallows Eve," Tonks replied. "The night when the veil between the living and the dead is at its thinnest?"

"How would you know that?" Harry asked.

"I wasn't an Auror simply because I could shapeshift," she rolled her eyes. "I'm smarter than people give me credit." She paused. "That and death kind of opens your mind to broader concepts. I know and understand things that I never did before. The gods know all, and in death we see as them. Well, close enough."

"Damn," Harry whispered. "That Master of Death stuff is true?"

"Apparently," Tonks replied. "You've grown into a good man, Harry. Thank you for taking care of Teddy."

"I had some rough years," he sighed. "I'm not going to let that stop me from giving Teddy the best life I can." He paused. "Where's Remus?"

"Until Death do us part," Tonks said with a bit of venom in her voice. "We died. Her parted. I shouldn't be shocked. He did try to take off when he found out I was pregnant."

"Sorry," Harry grimaced.

Tonks shrugged as she turned to face Teddy once more. Tentatively, she reached out to touch his head. She pulled her hand back with a gasp.

"What's wrong?" Harry moved so fast he practically teleported himself to stand beside Teddy.

"I could touch him," she whispered.

She started crying as she ran her fingers softly along Teddy's cheek. After a moment, she leaned in and placed a kiss on his head.

"Can, can I try to hold him?" She asked through tear-filled eyes.

"Let me get behind you in case it doesn't work," Harry shifted to stand close against her back.

He braced his arms against her as she reached down to pick Teddy up. Tonks started to openly cry as she held her son once more. Harry wrapped his arms around them both. Closing his eyes and wishing this wasn't only tonight.

Tonks rocked Teddy, softly humming a lullaby. After a few songs she put him back on the bed. She put a hand on Harry's arm before he could pull away. Tonks leaned into him, enjoying the feeling of being touched.

"You know," she whispered. "There is something else I want to do one more time."

"What?" Harry asked.

Tonks slipped out of his arms. She flashed him with a devilish smile before she dropped to her knees in front of him. He was too shocked to speak or do anything but watch as she undid his belt, then yanked down his pants. Her warm, soft hand grasped and caressed his hardening member through his boxers. Harry let out a moan. It had been a long time since he had been with a woman.

"I think I’m going to enjoy this very much" she said with a purr.

"Are you sure?" Harry asked.

Tonks didn't speak. He watched her pull down his boxers. His cock was exposed to the air for mere seconds before a hot mouth and tongue began to worship it.

"Oh fuck" Harry groaned.

Tonks licked and sucked Harry’s rod. Messily kissing along his shaft before she bobbed, swirling and twirling her tongue around the head. Harry’s hips bucked as he drove his rod deeper into her mouth. She didn’t seem to mind, and she took it all without issue. Harry then began moving his hips, fucking her mouth. He was grunting and groaning loving the sensation. Tonks knew how to suck cock. He threaded his hands through her now, long flowing hair causing her to let out a groan.

"Going to cum," Harry warned.

Tonks massaged Harry’s balls as he let loose. She made sure he met her eyes as she swallowed it all. The next thing he knew was Tonks' bare legs wrapped around his waist. She was totally naked now. He was not going to argue or try to figure out when she had ditched her clothes. Tonks wrapped her arms around Harry’s neck pressing her nude body against him.

He then felt his cock was enveloped by the glorious heat of Tonks' pussy. He let out a groan as she squeezed him. Soon she was fully sheathed inside Harry.

Harry couldn’t hold back anymore. He pushed her against the wall and pumped his cock in her soaking cunt. Their bodies clapped as his thrust grew stronger. Tonks gasped as Harry began pumping faster than before. She groaned as she held on for dear life. She came again, but Harry kept going.

Tonks stared hungrily into his eyes. Her hands roamed his body and soon his clothes were floor scattered about. Now both were completely nude. Tonks moaned as she felt Harry’s hands rub and caress her breasts. She didn’t think Harry would be so gentle after he had tried to fuck her through the wall.

"Fuck, Harry," Tonks gasped.

Harry grinned as he moved his mouth to her neck and began sucking on it. Tonks tilted it letting Harry have more access. She was practically purring under his kisses. At the same time her hands were doing their own exploring.

Harry turned them around and managed to get them onto the bed. His cock slid out of her as they settled. Horizontal for the first time, he aimed his rod and pressed in. He gasped at how tight she was. Tonks smiled wickedly up at him.

"Merlin, Tonks," Harry groaned.

"I can change more than just my face," she squeezed his member in a flowing motion as she spoke.

Harry steeled himself and  pushed his entire length inside. He had to stop to enjoy ministrations of her super tight pussy.

She opened her mouth to tease him some more only for her words to fade into a shuddering moan as Harry slid out of her. He pulled back until only the head of his cock was inside, then pushed back in. This time he went with long, deep strokes. Tonks arced her back as she cried out in pleasure. He then sped up the pace wanting to hear more of the lovely sound.

Tonks locked him into a deep kiss as her orgasm roared through her. She had never had an orgasm like this before. It was bloody fucking amazing. Oh, how her life would have changed if she had pursued Harry instead of a cowardly wolf.

Harry slowed his pace to draw out her orgasm. He also wanted more of her pussy before he let loose again. His stamina lasted a couple more minutes until it became too much. He leaned his head back and moaned, erupting inside of her. They both lay there sweating heavily and panting. The afterglow was too intense for him to try to figure out why she was breathing or sweating at all.

"Same time next year?" Harry asked.

Tonks chuckled and snuggled up to him, "it's a date."

~

Harry woke up to the sound of Teddy's door opening. He tried to remember why he had closed it. Teddy like to have the door open in case he needed to get up at night. Flashes of a strange dream were all that came to mind. He moved to sit only to find something was pressing on his chest.

He couldn't comprehend what he was looking at. A woman was resting her head on his chest. Familiar pink hair that changed to various colors and lengths blocked her face. It took another moment for his thought process to start again.

"Tonks," Harry whispered.

"Nn, sleeping," Tonks replied.

"Tonks," Harry replied. "We're both naked and Teddy is awake."

"That's nice," Tonks said.

He felt her stiffen against him. Slowly, she pushed herself up, making sure to wrap the blanket around herself. She touched Harry, then herself, then Harry again. Anything she was about to say was drowned out by her stomach growling.

"How?" She muttered.

"Master of Death makes a wish on Hallows Eve?" Harry said half-teasing.

"Dad?" Teddy said from the doorway.

The two gasped, Tonks froze as she stared at her son. Teddy's hair was black and messy, just like Harry's. He also had the same green eyes. Teddy liked to look like his dad.

"Who is that?" Teddy asked.

"Uh," Harry tried to think of something to say.

Could he just tell him the truth? What if this was just temporary? How long would Tonks be here? He couldn't do that to Teddy.

"Is she a momma photo?" Teddy asked.

"Teddy," Tonks peaked her head out from the blankets. "I'm a ghost."

"You're not blue," Teddy said.

"I am not," Tonks nodded. "Is it ok with you if I stay for a while? I don't know how long I'll be here. I might have to go back."

Teddy narrowed his eyes at Tonks. The expression was one she had seen Harry make dozens of times. It made her heat lurch. Her son. Their son.

Please, she begged. If this is a dream, I don't want to wake up.

Harry smiled as Teddy crept closer to the bed. He came to a stop before sniffing the air. Harry winced, then cast an air-freshening charm to get rid of the smell of sex. He hit Tonks and himself with a cleaning charm as well. Teddy sniffed again. His eyes went wide.

"Momma!" Teddy launched himself at Tonks.

Halloween was always crazy for Harry. For the first time in his life, he was fine with that. They were going to enjoy this for as long as it lasted.