:BOOK 01: Child of the Phoenix Series: Changelings

:: BOOK 01:: Child of the Phoenix Series: Changelings
Written by Winter Thorne

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Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter series. It belongs to its creator and various publishers. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

Warnings: Slash (Homosexual romance, particularly male/male), HET (heterosexual romance male/female), sexual content (homosexual intercourse, heterosexual intercourse, male masturbation, wet dreams, blow jobs and hand jobs, rimming, pregnant sex, toys, water play, double penetration, dominant/submissive), adult language, violence (blood and gore), Original characters (OC), Out of Character (OOC), Alternative Universe (AU), changes to lineage, ability, appearance and personalities. MPREG (Male pregnancy), Pregnancy (Female pregnant). Graphic Rape. Incest. Bestiality. Un-beta’ed. Sirius is not dead! And Seamus and Dean are Perverts.

Author’s Note II: I’m planning to update this once a week- Thursdays or Saturdays, let’s hope I can stick to it!

Pairings:
Main Pairings: Severus Snape/ Tom Marvolo Riddle Jr./Bill Weasley/Lucius Malfoy/Harry J. Potter
Side Pairings: Lord Voldemort/Nagini, Lord Voldemort/Narcissa Malfoy/Bellatrix LeStrange, Remus Lupin (Moony)/Sirius Black/Charlie Weasley, Ron Weasley/Blaise Zabini/Draco Malfoy, Viktor Krum/Hermione Granger, Fred Weasley/George Weasley/Lee Jordan, Percy Weasley/Penelope Clearwater, Cho Chang/Ginny Weasley, Dean Thomas/Seamus Finningan, Nicolas Flamel/Oliver Ollivander/Albus Dumbledore
One Sided: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter, Ron Weasley/Harry Potter, Blaise Zabini/Harry Potter, Remus Lupin/Harry Potter, Charlie Weasley/Harry Potter, Viktor Krum/Harry Potter

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References:
“Blah” – Speaking
‘Blah’ – Thinking
Blah – Explanation/Written words
“Blah” – Parseltongue
:: Blah :: - Necromancer’s cant
‘Blah’ – Beast-Speak

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CHAPTER TWO –

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William ‘Bill’ Weasley’s full and soft scarlet lips encircled Severus Snape’s massive cock. Sucking reverently on it like it were a sweet and drawing out deep throaty moans from the tall, dark and muscular man. Swirling his tongue around Severus’s impressive manhood, he turned to the delicate under-vein stroking it with his tongue. Severus’s hand spasms in Bill’s long dark-auburn hair before with a load moan his cum filled Bill’s mouth sending Severus to his knees. As he gained some breath, he found, Bill’s wicked grin beaming up at him, as he sensually licked Severus’s salty hot cum off his lips forcing a shudder of lust to shake Severus. Growling, Severus pinned Bill to the plush beige carpet and ran his tongue over Bill’s swollen belly, his intestines filled to the brim with water, making Bill appear to be quite pregnant.

It was Severus’s dirty little secret that pregnant men excited him. Ever since, in payment for brewing several highly illegal potions, an eight months pregnant man submitted fully to him, He could climax on imagining such scenarios alone.

Bill was particularly sensitive, when filled and stretched, around the belly button. Severus dripped his own talented tongue into Bill’s belly button eliciting a deep moan. “Please, Severus!” Bill moaned. Turned on considerably by Bill’s swollen belly, his cock was already half hard. Severus understood what Bill was pleading for. Bodily moving Bill’s lithe figure, positioning him on his elbows, ass in the air making the warm water slide further in, the butt plug was cautiously removed and was replaced with Severus’s talented pink tongue. Severus worked his tongue against the muscles in Bill’s ass, making the young man moan wantonly. Severus lapped at the water in Bill’s ass before turning his attention on Bill’s large balls. Licking just behind them, he then took one in his mouth and sucked the sack, massaging it with his tongue. “Please, Severus!” Bill moaned again, wriggling in pleasure.

Using his wand, Severus banished the water in Bill’s ass and instructed him to get on the four poster bed behind them. Bill eagerly complied brushing his ass against Severus’s straining cock. Severus let out a low throaty moan, before grasping Bill’s cock and slowly inserting a finger in Bill’s tight pucker. Pumping Bill’s cock agonizingly slow, he inserted another finger and stretched him. Panting Bill says “Please, Severus!”

Severus removed his fingers and leaned back making Bill feel strangely empty. “Yes, what do you want, Bill? Do you want my big cock in you, filling you? Filling you until you’re close to screaming with how my cock stretches you? Do want me to ride you? Pounding away into that tight pleasure, hitting that special spot deep inside you every time? Do you want me to spend my seed in you, feel my cock soften as your body consumes my milky cum? Do you Bill?”

“Yes!” Bill harshly pants.

“Yes, what?” Severus teases the incoherent man.

“Yes Severus, I want to feel you push into me. I want you to ride me until you can cum no more! I want you to paint my insides with your hot cum! But more than anything, I want your seed to take root! I want your child... No your children, to form inside of me, to push my belly outwards until I can no longer see my feet! Then I want to spread my legs and give birth to your and their children! I want him brimming with my seed, growing larger with the life my cum created in his belly!” Bill, so overcome with carnal desires, he doesn’t realize that he has told Severus parts of his private fantasy, “Can you make it true!”

Realizing what Bill has admitted and what his own imagination has created from those words, he unconsciously replies, “Yes, Bill! I want you big with my children, I want Harry and him overflowing with our seed,” He says as he slides into a dazed Bill eliciting a happy moan, before their thrusts meet, “I want them … round, oh so round with our children. I want it so much!”

With even strokes, striking Bill’s prostrate each time, Severus fucks Bill. “I want him in me… I want,” As he nears completion he grasps and pumps Bill’s neglected cock, “Let me fill you with my children. I want you to fill Harry and be filled by him… I want you…” His words trail off as Bill orgasms, his cum painting them both. As his inner muscles clench, Bill screams.

“God, yes Severus – Harry!” Severus’s orgasm is so powerful it breaks Bill’s counter-conception spell. Severus spends much of his cum into Bill, deep, very deep inside. The hot cum flows in thick streams deep into Bill and into Bill's common submissive (pure-blood’s) wizard’s womb.

Like always Severus embraces Bill’s unconscious form and settles for sleep, evening out his breaths and keeping his soften cock in Bill, unintentionally forcing his floating sperm in deeper.

Ten minutes later, Bill stirs tiredly, gaining consciousness to feel Severus’s soft cock, his own little fetish, firmly encased in his ass, spooning himself up against Severus he forces the man’s twitching cock in deeper, before succumbing to sleep.

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Tom Marvolo Riddle Jr., a young man appearing to be twenty-four in age, slept in an unending sleep in the ancient catacombs beneath Hogwarts. His once gorgeous light brown fly-away hair had changed with time becoming a shoulder length mass of curls and his hair had darkened to a rich burgundy. Pale skin was silken to the touch and flawless of any blemishes or age. For time had not touched this young Adonis. Beneath closed eyelids were gorgeous emerald gems. He was tall, standing nearly six feet, three inches and very broad about the shoulders. Bare of any clothing, the young man slept blissfully unaware of his nudity, until now.

As the startled elderly headmaster found the man’s sleeping form and woke him hesitantly.

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August 16th 1996
The Hogwarts’ Infirmary

“Tom,” Albus asked gently of the shaking young man on the cot, “What is the last thing you remember?”

“It was just after the Halloween Feast…” The young man trailed off, his eyes lit with a confused light.

“What was the year Tom?”Albus continued cautiously.

“1941, I was just fifteen.” The young man whispered looking down at his form that was not the body of a fifteen year old child, rather that of a man’s.

“That’s when it all started.” Albus muttered to himself, looking upon the young man with obvious concern.

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August 16th 1996 - 3:26 pm

Chrysantos Celestine sighed dramatically as several young witches and Madam Malkin rushes around collecting various clothing items and forcing the youth to try them on. How had be gotten into this mess? Oh right, he had introduced himself.

FLASHBACK

“Oh, aren’t you darling.” Madam Malkin cooed over the flaming red haired effeminate young man, who blushes embarrassedly, “Oh and may I ask such a gorgeous young man’s name?”

“Lord Chrysantos Celestine.” Chrysantos said softly and demurely. In an odd silence he looked up and would have run from the shop in fear if the steadily advancing monster-women wouldn’t have pounced just then and dressed him up like a doll.

END OF FLASHBACK

An hour later, the young man nearly fled the shop in terror muttering incoherently, before with a sigh, he straightened his new clothes, which consisted of an off the shoulders silk royal purple shirt with light purple embroidery, tight black leather trousers and a soft, black velvet cloak with silver stitching at the collar and hem. His head held up high he quickly, and rather frantically, pushed his way off the street and into Ollivander’s wand shop.

“Lord Celestine, I’ve been waiting for you!” The old man crowed just managing to dodge, Chrysantos’s reflexive punch. “Now, Lord Celestine,” He continued on as if Chrysantos hadn’t nearly taken off his head, “Your creature inheritance in complex and unusual, I now understand why the Goblins were so frantic for you to get a new wand. After all, you’re practically a new species. May I see your creature inheritance and magical inheritance test?” The man asked.

With a sigh, Chrysantos handed him both.

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Name: Chrysantos Celestine, Date of Test: August 16th 1996
Creature Inheritance/Creature Magic:
Elementalist (Abilities: elemental manipulation (Specific: wind, water, ice, lightning), Earth Magic (Specific: plant manipulation, earth manipulation) , familiar magic)
Incubus (Abilities: Illusions, Seduction, Enthrall, Mind Magic (Specific: Retrocognition, Empathy, Telepathy, and minor precognitive))
Seraph Elidae (Wand-less magic, non-verbal spells, animation magic (Specific: Stone and wind animation), foci magic (Specific: Crystals))
High Elf (Abilities: spell weaving, enchanting, runic magic (Specific: Hieroglyphs and Latin runes), patterned magic, forging (Specific: weapons, music and magical jewelry))
Ice Sprite (Ability: Ice manipulation)
Dream Sprite (Abilities: Dream manipulation)

Family Magics:
Natural healer, Warding talent, Numerology magical talent, Beast speak, charms talent, Divination talent, Multiple-animagi forms, Natural Occlumens, Natural legilimens/telepathy, Ceremonial Magic, true alchemy talent, transfiguration magical talent, potions talent and spell crafting talent.

Unique Talents:
Battle time, Dueling Talent and Force Fields

Notes:
The creature inheritance in which Lord Celestine had evolved into may have specific habits that can not be recorded by blood alone.

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“Fascinating.” The man said rubbing his hands together gleefully. “Considering the rather large change, I presume that you’re going to require a very specific type of wand…hmmm. Perhaps not a premade wand, but one made for you, a custom wand. Come quickly!” The old man said excitedly as he led the young man through a door at the side of the shop.

Chrysantos found himself in a room crammed with all kinds of odds and ends from large chunks of wood to Inferi hair. Pressing a silvery potion into Chrysantos hand, the elderly man said, “Drink up.” Grimacing, Chrysantos did as bid and was surprised by the fruity flavor. Quickly his vision seemed to narrow and his body relax. An oddly androgynous voice filled his ears whispering rapidly, leading him forward.

‘Over here, over here, over here!’ commanded the voice from a cabinet the wood seemed to bend outwards to him, with an eerie calm, Chrysantos opened the door. His fingers flew over the odd pieces of wood until, ‘At last!’ the voice sounded contently. He placed the odd wood on the table, and then light seemed to burst from several shelves and he went to each. A thrumming built in his bones, a buzzing in his ears as they whispered ‘come here, come here.’ And then it was gone, leaving Chrysantos standing before Ollivander’s table where the objects were placed, he felt empty and strangely lonely. The old man was peering curiously at the items on the able.

“A hybrid wood,” He muttered just loud enough for Chrysantos benefit, “A Mahogany base mixed with Tigerwood and African Coralwood, fascinating. Next the four cores you have chosen. Elvinhart – a rare magical plant that is used in the most potent of healing potions, a crystal begotten from an Ice sprite’s tears, vampire blood – a very rare commodity for a wand maker and a Night Phoenix’s tail feather. A powerful combination, though considering the wandless magic talent of yours, you’ll only need this wand for very, very simple spells.” As he said this, he used his own wand to non-verbally shape the wood into an eight inch wand –shaped wood and then he melded it with the cores before finally adding a light polish to the wood. “There you go, twelve Galleons please.” The man said.

Chrysantos quickly paid him and left the shop nearly skipping to the bookstore.

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August 18th 1996
The Hogwarts’ Headmaster’s office

Albus Dumbeldore was understandably upset to discover that his great-grandson, Harry Potter was missing, and at such a crucial time. He was equally enraged to discover the abuse his ‘grandson’ had undergone in the boy’s Aunt’s House and not a little shaken to discover that the family’s memories of the last two weeks had been meticulously manipulated to hide his grandson’s appearance.

It wasn’t well known, in fact only the Potters knew the truth. In 1898, Albus Dumbledore gave birth to his mates’, Nicolas Flamel’s and Oliver Ollivander’s, sons, Nicodemus Flamel and Octavian Ollivander. They were two gorgeous bouncy baby boys. However, only three years had passed and Grindelwald’s rise had begun. To ensure the safety of his sons they were adopted by two families. Nicodemus Flamel became Harris Potter, blood adopted by the Potter family. Octavian Ollivander became Richard Lupin, who was likewise blood adopted. James Potter was, in soul only, his grandson, as the son of Harris Potter and Damien Onyx and thus Harry was his great-grandson. It would be now understandable as to why he worked so hard to preserve, Remus’s, his grandson’s secret.

Filled with absolute panic, Albus quickly addressed a letter to Harry and sent the school bird off with the letter. He was quite surprised to receive a letter for the goblins only hours later claiming that his great grandson had enrolled in a different school and they had commandeered Harry’s guardianship. He immediately went to Gringotts to plead his case, but with little result. However, he did come away completely chastised for his treatment of Harry and was forced to contemplate his role in the young savior’s life. He was allowed correspondence with his great grandson and quickly scribbled a letter to Harry about Tom.

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TO BE CONITUNED

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Author’s Note: The Bill-Severus scene was my first in-depth sex scene. Tell me what you think!