HP : TRIUMPH

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He bit his lip in thought. Finally he sighed.

"I choose that option then."

Elewa nodded.

"I mean," Harry flushed, "If that's okay with you."

Elwa softened and gave Harry a look.

"Would you like to do it now, or would you prefer to wait?" He asked.

"Can we do it tonight?" Harry asked nervously.

"Of course. You are welcome to stay here until then."

Everyone stood and Griphook had a few quick words with the other goblins before informing Harry that he would meet him back at his home and that he had to return to Gringotts for now. Harry was left with the two goblin guards and Elewa.

"Would you like to join me in the greenhouse?" Elewa asked after a moment. "We can talk and I'll show you some tips of potion ingredient harvesting."

Harry smiled.

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Harry blushed slightly as he watched Elewa's shirt slide off. The man glanced at him and noticed Harry's eyes roaming his half clothes body.

"You are not a virgin I believe the goblin said." He said softly.

"Correct." Harry replied, suddenly wondering how in god's name the goblin had known that fact.

He reminded himself to grill Griphook when he got back.

"But have you ever slept with a male before? Do you know what it entails?"

"Yes." Harry said, not elaborating.

"You are still nervous." Elewa sighed.

"I just…this feels like I'm buying, if you'll pardon me, a prostitute, no offence meant."

Elewa threw his head back and laughed.

"Do not worry young Harry." He chuckled. "If I had not wished to do this I had a number of experts to refer you to. But I find I do not mind this job."

Elewa held a hand out to Harry as Harry blushed and tugged him over to the bed.

"Would you feel better if I acted like this was only a business transaction or act as if you were my lover?" Elewa teased.

Harry cleared his throat in embracement.

"The latter?" He said hesitantly, almost questioningly.

Elewa grinned.

"It won't be too hard." He purred. "Someone as beautiful as you won't be hard to worship."

Harry blushed and then let his eyes close slightly as Elewa kissed him. Soon enough he was kissing back passionately, falling back onto the bed. It didn't take long for their passion to evoke. They moved against one another quickly, panting with lust and need.

It was quite quickly that Elewa also got Harry to his orgasm. As Elewa himself hit that point Harry felt magic wash over him. Elewa's own magic slammed against the barrier surrounding Harry's. Harry's had also turned more wild at the orgasm and smashed against the barrier with all it's might. The two magic's wildly clashed against the barrier which strained under both assaults. Harry felt the physical collar around his neck tighten briefly and gasped as his breathing was restricted. Then it snapped.

A sharp crack echoed through the room as the collar fell free of his neck in two halves. His magic rushed through his body and he suddenly felt whole. He screamed his joy and delight as his magic stormed around him, gleefully rushing about freely. It swept over the whole house and Harry was aware of everything it passed; the goblin guards the floor below them jumping in surprise, the pests and the bugs that startled and scuttled, Elewa's cat who turned an unimpressed look at the house, the greenhouse fileld with magical sensitive plants that turned in his direction, the spelled objects that shuddered under the wave, the spelled books, all the wands in the area, the birds on the roof outside that took off in alarm, and even the wards that surrounded the whole clearing and lit up brilliantly to contain the rolling magic that splashed in them. Harry wouldn't be surprised if the whole place had lit up like a firecracker as his magic roared its triumph.

He laughed loudly even as Elewa stilled against him, surprised at such a wave of power, a brief gasp of surprise bursting from the man's throat. Harry kissed the man with fervour and smiled so widely he thought his face would crack.

Harry took note that he both looked and sounded young. No older then twenty.

"You?" the man asked curiously.

Harry gave a shrug and kept his eyes on the man.

"Are you…" The man cut off, pausing.

He tilted his head again.

"Are you a demon summoner?"

Harry raised his brow, not showing his surprise at the man's observation .

"Yes."

"Ah." He said like that answered everything.

For a long moment there was silence. The man looked at him, his head still tilted to the side in a curious, innocent look.

"I am a demon." He finally answered.

Harry immediately felt for the link. There. Yes, the man was a demon. The link tying him to this realm was loose meaning that his summoner had either tied it and left him or his summoner had died leaving him still tied to the realm.

"How long have you been in this realm?" Harry asked.

"In human years? I think fifty." He responded softly.

"You have the power to return to your realm." Harry said. "All Demon Creatures do, why have you not?"

"I was banished from my clan when my brother became alpha." He said. "Then I was summoned. When my late mistress released me I felt no need to return because there was nothing waiting for me." He answered honestly

What type of demon are you?" Harry asked, relaxing slightly.

"I do not know." He shrugged. "I can not remember what I was classified as. I am from the Xico clan though. We are a warrior clan. We fight and protect. We are strongest when summoned to this realm and tied to a master. We gain strength from them."

"Like a body guard."

He just tilted his head at the unfamiliar word.

"You protect people in exchange for their strength." Harry said.

"Yes." The man nodded. "Do you wish me to be your…bodyguard?"

Harry looked at the demon for a long silent moment. Harry could hear the honesty in the man's voice. He could also hear the loneliness.

"I would like that." Harry smiled.

He reached out with his magic and grabbed the loose link tied to the demon. He filled it with his magic and snapped it into place giving himself control. For a moment eh felt his magic flow through the bound. The demon made a noise in the back of his throat that sounded like a purr. They he turned back to the trees and picked up a tall spear. It was sharp, mounted on the end of a long staff with feathers around the edge of the blade part. Harry realized the demon had set it down before greeting him to appear less threatening.

Then the demon sunk to his knee and bowed his head, staff set parallel to him on the ground.

"Greetings Master, my given name is Xi-Wong but you may call me what ever you desire."

Harry was silent for a moment.

"Thank you Xi-Wong. My name is Harry."

The man stood and Harry examined him another long moment. Then he nodded.

"Please tell me more about this flower."

"Of course Master."

"It's Harry."

"Of course Master."

Harry sighed.

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"Lord Black!" Switchblade called with relief, a snarl on his face despite his tone. "We were very worried!"

He hurried over and checked over every bare inch of him. Harry just rolled his eyes and held on carefully to the small glass box in his hand. Inside the glass box was a small red flower he'd been examining earlier. Switchblade just about decapitated Xi-Wong as the demon stepped from the trees.

"Switchblade!" Harry called to stop the goblin. "This is Xi-Wong. He's a demon I summoned."

Xi-Wong raised a brow but did not correct him as the goblin eyed him warily and tense. Finally he grunted and relaxed, waving them to follow him inside. Harry walked into Elewa's living room to find the man nervously sitting on a couch, the other guard goblin across from him eyes focused on him and spear ready. The man's face lit with relief as he spotted Harry.

"Switchblade?" Harry asked with a frown.

"We were not convinced he had nothing to do with your disappearance." Switchblade grunted.

"I am glad to see you fine my friend." Elewa said, "Else I would be but a cooling body on the floor."

Harry chuckled but smiled at Elewa.

"And who is this?" Elewa asked curiously.

"This is Xi-Wong. My guard." Harry said.

At Switchblade insulted glare he held his hands up in surrender.

"I trust you with my life Switchblade but he was much more suited for guarding me in the jungle."

Switchblade grunted his acceptance.

"We should be leaving." Switchblade announced after a moment. "Griphook expected us an hour ago."

Harry sighed but followed the goblins from the house, Xi-Wong at his side. Elewa stood on the steps as they stepped just on the edge of his ward lines.

"I cannot thank you enough." Harry said, gratitude seeping into his voice.

"You are paying me, that is thanks enough." Elewa laughed, teasingly, grinning even wider at Harry's embarrassed flush.

"I shall make sure Griphook puts that at the top of his priorities." Harry grinned.

Elewa stepped forwards to ruffle his hair. Harry swatted the hand away but shook it as the man held it out again.

"It was good to meet you Harry."

"You to Elewa. And thank you once more."

Elewa just ruffled his hair again. Harry shot him a mock glare and grabbed the portkey held out by Switchblade. In a swirl they were gone.

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It took only five minutes to get Griphook to stop flaying Switchblade on why they were so late and introduce the mean goblin to Xi-Wong. The goblin calmed after his explanation and asked him to hand over one of his earrings, which he always wore. Actually the goblin hadn't really asked. It had made a couple remarks that had Harry blushing in embarrassment and practically throwing an earring at the goblin while the other two goblins snickered behind him.

"Why do you need one?" Harry asked, nervously smoothing down his shirt as he tried to will his blush away.

"I'm going to add another language translation onto it." The goblin said curtly leading him from the room they'd portkey'ed into

"Oh." Harry said simply.

Switchblade and the other goblin left them in Griphook's care with barely a nod before heading the opposite way. Xi-Wong prowled only a few steps behind Harry, eyes darting every which way and the hand holding his spear twitching slightly at times. He kept an especially keen eye on Griphook. Harry noticed.

"Xi-Wong," Harry said softly in the empty hall, "I trust Griphook with my life."

Xi-Wong frowned just slightly but seemed to leave it as his eyes didn't stray over the goblin anymore. Griphook led them around a few more turns before stepping into a room. Inside were a few desks with a couple people sitting behind them doing paperwork and the like. They all looked up and stared as the three entered. Griphook led him to the far desk and set the earring down on a stack of paper.

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