Harry Potter, Sovereign - Chapter 14

Clothes shopping with Xuanzang, Caitlyn and Vi would probably be something Harry would never refuse in the future. The first 2 really didn’t mind exposing some skin to his eyes, and the last one was shamelessly modeling for him just to rile him up.

Ever since he summoned them, Harry never got the chance to properly look at the girls bellow the neck. He was aware that they were gorgeous, but refrained from admiring them, consciously focusing on their faces and not their bodies. This time, he had no choice but to look. Really look and not just glance.

Xuanzang favored clothes with a low amount of fabric. When she tried something she would always go right in front of him and ask for his opinion. She was an asian beauty, with long and silky black hairs. Her honest brown eyes, and small pouty lips made it impossible for him to refuse her. She was the shortest of the group. The crop tops exposed her midriff, showing a toned lean body. She didn’t wear a bra, so her D cup cone b.r.e.a.s.ts were easy to make out when she posed with a tank top. The jiggling was hypnotic. The hotpants and denim shorts nicely covered her round apple b.u.t.t. On top of these she would cover herself with a jacket.

Caitlyn, with her long dark blue hairs and piercing cyan eyes, was more interested in tube top and miniskirts, or minidresses. It showed to Harry that she had a toned hourglass body with well shaped and perky D cup b.r.e.a.s.ts, and a nice apple b.u.t.t. The dresses and skirts were also keeping her legs exposed, which she prefered. Harry discovered that he liked her leg. She wasn’t as innocent as Xuanzang when asking Harry for his opinion, but subtle enough for Harry not to notice her teasing.

Vi was the worst of them for Harry. Each time she tried an outfit, she would ensure he had a good look at all of it, asking how it made her b.r.e.a.s.ts or b.u.t.t look. She had an athletic pear body, and was the tallest of the group.

Unlike Caitlyn who liked form fitting tops, she prefered those that gave her some breathing room. Despite that he could tell that she had nice C cup b.r.e.a.s.ts, she made sure he caugh a glimpse when she showed him a button shirt. For the bottoms, she prefered to have her legs well covered, so only trousers were tried. That didn’t stop her from slapping her tightly covered bubble but in front of his eyes, temporary hypnotising him with the movement of her h.i.p.s.

Dealing with those 3 women alone left him with a constant semi-erection. To him it was torture. Enjoyable but still torture. Semimaris, Scathach and Camille were thankfully more restrained, and settled for some simple but elegant (as elegant as casual clothes can be) knee-lenght dresses and jackets. Camille could tell with a single look wether something could fit her or not, so she didn’t need to try anything.

She didn’t take much, as casual clothing didn’t appeal to her much. It was the same with Semimaris and Scathach. Those 3 didn’t take more than 3 outfits each. While the girls finished their selections, an hour had passed. The male employe took Harry appart and they had a whispered conversation, soemtimes glancing toward the girls.

Said girls caught it of course, they always kept an eye on Harry as protecting him was part of their duties. They saw him blushing and denying something, but the older man was firm on the matter. They didn’t have any intention question him about their talk though, and Harry wouldn’t know he avoided an embarrassing moment.

Harry could only sight and stop arging. Before leaving, Harry and the girls, except Camille, changed into one of the new outfits they had just purchased. They would attract less attention. They stopped at the first deserted alley they found to put their purchase in the multi-compartment trunk.

After the casual clothes shopping, they went to a shoe store, where they spent 30 minutes. They were all, aside from Camille, delighted by the large choice of footwear, and if not for Harry reminding them that there would be time for more shopping another day, they would have stayed longer.

Since Caitlyn, Vi and Camille were more physical fighters, he took the girls to a sport store. He got himself 2 sets of sport clothes, with proper shoes, and so did the girls. However, he didn’t see what kind of outfits they chose. But seeing the grin on Vi’s face, he knew that it would make his heart skip a few beats.

On the way, they topped in front of a lingery store. Harry froze, forced a few hundreds of pound in Camille’s hands, and rushed to the store on the other side of the road that sold cosmetic products. Once he disappeared inside, the girls chuckled, looked at each others and entered the store with eager smiles. They spent an hour in that store, and when they got out, Harry was patiently waiting on the other side of the road. He had taken a large selection of products, except for women’s monthly monster.

It was early afternoon when they stopped for lunch at a fast food. They appreciated the break, especially Harry. He reminded them that he had to retrieve his new wand at Ollivanders, and that the trip to the Potter ancestral land would take some time.

When they finished eating, they bough bedsheets and towels, then cooking tools and supplies. It was nearing 7 pm when Harry snuck back in Diagon Alley to retireve his wand.

“… It’s bigger than any wand I’ve ever seen Mr Ollivander…”

“That’s because it’s not a wand Mr Potter. It’s a rod. Halfway between a wand and a cane.”

It was about 40% longer than his old wand, and a third thicker, dual colored despite being made with 3 types of wood, with subtles and elegants marking through its whole lenght. The moment he took it in his hands, a mild shockwave spread through the room as numerous sparks flew from the tip of the rod. Harry felt his magic coordinate with the rod, and settle down, though not completly.

“Do not be so surprised Mr Potter. I told you an ordinary wand wouldn’t be able to handle your magic. You will have to practice using it during the rest of the summer. I suggest you come back here a few days before going to Hogwart to get a proper holster. I wish you a good holiday Mr Potter. Until next time”

“Thanks a lot Mr Ollivander. Goodbye.”

Once back to the mundane side of London, Harry and the ladies took the knight bus to go to York. Once there they would have to travel again for an hour or 2 before reaching their destination.