Harry’s Undoing

Chapter Three

“My my, Miss Potter. Did you enjoy servicing me?” Snape asked, leering at Holly. She looked up at him, and spoke.

“Y-yes,” she said, almost in a whisper. It was true. She loved how helpless and humiliated she had felt with her teacher’s cock in her mouth, how she had strained at her cage. How he had let her cuddle against him afterwards, but not let her forget that she was lesser than him.

“Then if you want it to happen again, you will do as I say. You belong to me, now,” Snape said, a hand stroking her hair. Holly nodded, eagerly, and Snape continued. “You will wear what I want, you will do what... or who I want. You will stay like this - you will be a girl broken to my will,” Snape said, and Holly’s only response was to give out a low moan as she strained against her cage. 

“I - I understand, sir,” Holly said, hoping that Snape really could make her stay like this - and not grow into some hairy, bearded thing. 

“Good girl. You have two further tasks tonight. The first is to take this potion, to ensure you remain soft and feminine. The second, is to walk all the way back to your dorm with your face uncleared and wearing that uniform,” Snape said, and Holly felt a moment of panic. Still, she nodded and rose from her kneeling position. The potion was a bubblegum pink colour, and Holly liked the sweet taste as she drank it down. Then, all there was to do was to get back under her cloak, lick a few bits of cum from her lips, and walk out.

Before Holly had been walking for more than five minutes or so, slender hands grabbed her. She was so shocked that she offered so resistance as Ginny Weasly slammed her into a wall, pulled down her cloak’s hood, and kissed her on the lips. Her tongue darted out, and as she kissed Holly the two of them shared a glob of Snape’s warm, salty cum. 

“I want to join in next time, Holly,” she said, and Holly could tell she was nervous. Holly could feel the wetness at her centre as Ginny pushed up against her, the way her puffy nipples were stiff and poking through her nightdress. 

“O-okay. You don’t mind me wearing-?” She asked, only to be interrupted.

“They suit you. I ow you for those Lockhart books anyway,” Ginny said, and licked another glob of cum off of Holly’s face. Her hand found Ginny’s, and the two of them walked back to the tower under Holly’s cloak. As they split, Holly returning to the boy’s dormitories, Ginny kissed her softly on the lips. 

Holly walked up the stairs to her dorm, feeling strangely out of place in the familiar room. As she crept into bed, she heard something that made her pause. Still under her cloak, she looked through the curtains in Ron’s bed to see him jerking an impressive cock. Smaller than Snape’s, but much larger than her’s. Her hand snaked down, pushing aside her panties so that she could finger herself to the sight in front of her. It took longer than Snape’s fingers, but she climaxed well before Ron did. As she licked her thin, watery cum from her hand Holly saw Ron finish with an almost animal grunt into a tissue. Waiting, her heart pounding, for her best friend to close the curtains she crept over to his rubbish bin.

Holly licked the Ron’s cum up, savouring the almost sweet taste compared to Snape’s, and went back to bed after changing into her pyjamas. The next morning Holly awoke, and already she felt like she was pretending to be Harry rather than the other way around, like some dam had been broken. Her chest hurt too, and seemed more sensitive. 

During the day, she explored the Girl’s dorms some more. She found a few bits of leftover clothing in the second and third years’ dorms, and as she walked down she saw Ginny in her room. In a spur of the moment decision, she pulled down the hood of her cloak. Ginny smiled as she saw Ha- no, as she saw Holly.

“Come in, Holly, The stairs really let you up?” She asked. 

“Y-yeah. I thought Fred and George were joking about their being defences...”

“Not against girls like you, according to Tom,” Ginny said.

“Tom?” Holly asked.

“My mum bought me this old diary, and it turns out this seventh year from ages ago recorded his memories of his school days or something in it, it writes back and he knows all sorts of stuff,” Ginny said excitedly. Holly p’s eyes widened, amazed at what magic could do. As Ginny motioned for her to come sit down on her bed, Holly saw her take a thin black leather bound diary out. “See, I write ‘Hello Tom, Holly is here with me’ and he writes...”

“Hello, Holly and Ginny. It’s nice to meet the girl I’ve heard so much about. You sound... delectable,” Tom write back, and Holly shivered. It definitely wasn’t just Snape who could make her enjoy feeling small and helpless. 

“Can Holly learn the spell you were going to teach me, Tom?” Ginny wrote, and Holly’s eyes went even wider. She’d love to learn magic from an older student.

“If she’s willing to pay the same price, my dear,” Tom replied. Ginny blushed, but nodded. 

“We have to... we have to get down to our underwear, Holly,” Ginny said, and it was Holly’s turn to blush. She was wearing black lace panties now, that she’d found hidden in the third year dorms. 

“O-ok,” she said, and the two girls stripped for the book. Holly could feel eyes on her as she stripped down, and felt self conscious about her erect and puffy nipples. They looked a lot like Ginny’s, she thought. The other girl hadn’t bothered to wear a bra either, and as the two girls cuddled up against one another on the bed, Holly felt her cock strain at its cage. She saw a damp patch on Ginny’s front too.

“Now this spell,” Tom wrote, “is useful for making others do what you want. It’s called the confundus charm...”