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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Bill/Tonks
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Adult ++
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3
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12,140
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3
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What Have You Gotten Yourself Into?
“There you are!” Molly Weasley cried, grabbing who she thought to be her son by the shoulder. “Trying to sneak away, were you?” she teased.
“Not at all, mum, just need the loo.” Tonks said, Bill’s voice coming through her lips. She could see that Molly looked ready to retort. “Downstairs loo was occupied.” She added and then ran a hand over her ponytail.
“You really should let me give you a proper haircut, it’ll look a mess to have you walking down the aisle with that ridiculous thing…” Molly was idly reaching for her wand.
Tonks shrugged her shoulders. “Sure, why not? You’ve been after me for years about it…” she trailed off, hoping she sounded enough like Bill to be convincing.
Molly’s eyes went wide but before she could comment further, Fleur had floated her way across the room and practically threw herself into Tonks’ arms. “Ah, Bill, zere you are! I ‘af been looking for you everyvere!” she kissed the other’s cheek, and Tonks grinned. “Vere ver you?” she asked and then kissed Tonks’ lips.
It was strange, feeling the soft lips of a girl against her own lips, though Tonks did not falter in returning the kiss. “Had to use the loo, isn’t a girl allowed to use it when she has to?”
Fleur looked confused for a second. “I suppose so, vat has zat got to do vith you?”
Covering her mistake she nodded, “Exactly. A girl can use the loo when she has to, so a guy should be entitled to too, and I had to use the loo.”
“Oh.” Fleur waved her hand. “Vatever…” with a smile she unknowingly leaned back against Tonks and arched her hips suggestively backward. Turning around she pressed her lips up against the other’s ear. “Vat do you say ve sneak upstairs for a little bit of fun, hmm?”
Tonks froze. She hadn’t thought about that. It wasn’t entirely impossible, she supposed, transfiguring herself to be completely a male, but usually she just made what was visible outside of clothes look male-like, never bothering with the finer details of chest hair, muscular legs, or a penis. “My mum’s watching us like a hawk,” Tonks whispered in Bill’s voice.
“I know, so ve vill distract her.” The Veela winked and then pulled back from her look-a-like fiancée’s ear. “Follow my lead.” Tonks shook her head this was not exactly what she had had in mind. Fleur turned back to her once more, “I’ll make an excuse, set up ze situation, and I’ll meet you in zat room zat your brothers sleep in.” But before she could stop her, the silver-haired beauty “Molly, ‘ave you and my parents reached a decision on vich china ve vill be using?” she asked, gesturing over to her parents. “I personally like ze blue and vite set.”
“Oh, really, dear? I thought they had said you were more interested in the gold and silver set.”
“Vy don’t you go and chat vith zem?” she winked back at Tonks, who missed the gesture entirely, having turned around to face one of the tables laid out with food and drink.
Molly nodded and scuttled off to the corner where Mr. and Mrs. Delacour were standing, chit chatting with her husband. Tonks turned around and frowned. Fleur had disappeared. “Well this is going to be a long night.” She swallowed a glass of punch that she was certain the twins had spiked and then headed for the staircase. She had to find Bill.
Tonks searched the second and third floor, finding no trace of the eldest Weasley. She didn’t have long before she’d be forced to find Fleur up on the fourth floor and sighed. Pushing the door open the Veela was already naked, sprawled across the bed. “Vat took you?” she asked, and then patted the bed.
“Sorry, had to get away from mum.” Tonks said, running a hand through her red ponytail.
“But I saw you just as I’d come up ze hall, I thought you ver getting ready in ze bathroom!”
Tonks closed her eyes. Why hadn’t she thought to check the fourth floor? “Er, right, yes, just needed to freshen up, but then had to show my face again so mum wouldn’t notice…”
“Vatever, get over here.” She sat up and pushed her long silver hair aside, exposing her breasts to the other’s eyes.
Tonks swallowed hard. It was going to be a long night indeed.
“Not at all, mum, just need the loo.” Tonks said, Bill’s voice coming through her lips. She could see that Molly looked ready to retort. “Downstairs loo was occupied.” She added and then ran a hand over her ponytail.
“You really should let me give you a proper haircut, it’ll look a mess to have you walking down the aisle with that ridiculous thing…” Molly was idly reaching for her wand.
Tonks shrugged her shoulders. “Sure, why not? You’ve been after me for years about it…” she trailed off, hoping she sounded enough like Bill to be convincing.
Molly’s eyes went wide but before she could comment further, Fleur had floated her way across the room and practically threw herself into Tonks’ arms. “Ah, Bill, zere you are! I ‘af been looking for you everyvere!” she kissed the other’s cheek, and Tonks grinned. “Vere ver you?” she asked and then kissed Tonks’ lips.
It was strange, feeling the soft lips of a girl against her own lips, though Tonks did not falter in returning the kiss. “Had to use the loo, isn’t a girl allowed to use it when she has to?”
Fleur looked confused for a second. “I suppose so, vat has zat got to do vith you?”
Covering her mistake she nodded, “Exactly. A girl can use the loo when she has to, so a guy should be entitled to too, and I had to use the loo.”
“Oh.” Fleur waved her hand. “Vatever…” with a smile she unknowingly leaned back against Tonks and arched her hips suggestively backward. Turning around she pressed her lips up against the other’s ear. “Vat do you say ve sneak upstairs for a little bit of fun, hmm?”
Tonks froze. She hadn’t thought about that. It wasn’t entirely impossible, she supposed, transfiguring herself to be completely a male, but usually she just made what was visible outside of clothes look male-like, never bothering with the finer details of chest hair, muscular legs, or a penis. “My mum’s watching us like a hawk,” Tonks whispered in Bill’s voice.
“I know, so ve vill distract her.” The Veela winked and then pulled back from her look-a-like fiancée’s ear. “Follow my lead.” Tonks shook her head this was not exactly what she had had in mind. Fleur turned back to her once more, “I’ll make an excuse, set up ze situation, and I’ll meet you in zat room zat your brothers sleep in.” But before she could stop her, the silver-haired beauty “Molly, ‘ave you and my parents reached a decision on vich china ve vill be using?” she asked, gesturing over to her parents. “I personally like ze blue and vite set.”
“Oh, really, dear? I thought they had said you were more interested in the gold and silver set.”
“Vy don’t you go and chat vith zem?” she winked back at Tonks, who missed the gesture entirely, having turned around to face one of the tables laid out with food and drink.
Molly nodded and scuttled off to the corner where Mr. and Mrs. Delacour were standing, chit chatting with her husband. Tonks turned around and frowned. Fleur had disappeared. “Well this is going to be a long night.” She swallowed a glass of punch that she was certain the twins had spiked and then headed for the staircase. She had to find Bill.
Tonks searched the second and third floor, finding no trace of the eldest Weasley. She didn’t have long before she’d be forced to find Fleur up on the fourth floor and sighed. Pushing the door open the Veela was already naked, sprawled across the bed. “Vat took you?” she asked, and then patted the bed.
“Sorry, had to get away from mum.” Tonks said, running a hand through her red ponytail.
“But I saw you just as I’d come up ze hall, I thought you ver getting ready in ze bathroom!”
Tonks closed her eyes. Why hadn’t she thought to check the fourth floor? “Er, right, yes, just needed to freshen up, but then had to show my face again so mum wouldn’t notice…”
“Vatever, get over here.” She sat up and pushed her long silver hair aside, exposing her breasts to the other’s eyes.
Tonks swallowed hard. It was going to be a long night indeed.