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Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry: Book 1

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Chapter Four: Halloween

Chapter Four: Halloween

Victoria: There is a guy masturbating in a females body. Don’t ask. Don’t like it? Then don’t read!

Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter fandom, nor do I make any money from this.

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“I said go away Liam! I don’t want to be your girlfriend!” Ami yelled through the door to her room. She was blushing like mad. She never wanted to see him again after what Alexis had told her about him. It wasn’t like she opposed the idea of having a boyfriend. No, she just didn’t want Liam as her boyfriend.

“Look Ami! Alexis was just kidding!” Said boy called through the door, giving an aspirated sigh.

“So she’s not your ex?”

“No, she is my ex–” He started, but Ami cut him off.

“I thought you said she was kidding!” She growled out. “Go away!”

“She was! Listen ok! She was just mad because I didn’t tell her when I got back! That’s all. And...Ami! Just come out! I really want you to come to the Halloween party! I can even transfigure you a costume! Please!?”

There was silence. Then Ami opened the door. “Look, Liam, you’re not my friend, and I don’t want to be your friend-” Ami did have to give it to him...his Vampire costume made him really hot. “And...”

“You can leave anytime you want. Please?” He said, giving her a hopeful look.

She eyes him wearily. “Alright. What’s my costume?”

“I told you! Fairy!” He pulled out his wand faster then she could back away and the next thing she knew, she was in a blue, tight, fairy dress with translucent wings on her back.

“I’m going to kill you!” She yelled, cracking her knuckles and trying to hold back the blush that was spreading itself across her face and down her shoulders. “I sure hope you can run, vampire boy!”

Liam suddenly decided that he never wanted to piss the girl off again and took off running, her chasing close behind. On the way, they ran past Blaise, and Myou, who were both gushing over each others’ costumes.

“Wow! I like your costume!” Blaise said, walking around Myou.

“Well...wanna know how I did it? It’s simple really. I told my friend Alexis what I was going as so she gave me some Polyjuice potion. I added the hair of my vamp kitty, and low and behold I’m half vamp, half cat, half human!” Myou explained, holding up her nose with a pleased look on her face.

Blaise laughed. “Half, half, and half?” He lifted his eye patch. “I must say though, you look great! Easily the best costume there’s going to be.”

“And let me guess...Westley?”

“That movie you showed me was great!” Blaise said excitedly, remembering the movie that gave him the inspiration for his costume. Myou had convinced him to watch the movie ‘The Princess Bride’ a few nights ago.

“He was amazing! I don’t blame you.”

“Amazing? He bloody brilliant! A Slytherin through and through.”

Daphne laughed as she approached them. “Sounds like someone’s got a crush!” She said in a teasing voice.

“Do not!” Blaise yelled.

“Do too!”

“Does not!” Myou defended. “Let’s get going you guys!”

“Wait,” Blaise said. “Happy Birthday!” He handed her a bracelet with a small red jewel as crimson as Myou’s new fur. The jewel pulsed slightly and she found herself transfixed by it. “It’s a protection amulet. Thought you would like it.”

She nodded her head slowly, still staring at the charm as Blaise placed it around her wrist. “I love it. Thank you Blaise,” She said with a blush, looking at the boy.

He, too, blushed. “Well, er, let’s go then!”

OOOOOO

“Alright Fred, George, bottoms up!” They wrapped their arms around each other, then each downed their Polyjuice potion.

After they finished their transformations (they had already dressed before they took the potions,) George ran his dainty hand through his long hair. “So...does this mean I get to touch myself?”

“NO!”Alexis glared, suddenly thinking for the first time that this was a very bad idea.

George smirked and looked at her before saying innocently, “Well, I have to go pick out a dress! This one’s two small...”

Alexis’ eyes glowed with angry and she practically screamed, “Are you calling me fat!”

George ran away with a shout of “Duh!”

“Get back here! I’m going to kill you, you whore!” She shouted after him.

Fred grabbed the girl and rolled his eyes, “He’s just trying to get a rise out of you. Come on, let’s go.”

“Fine.” She growled.

George, on the other hand, ran straight to the 3rd year girl’s dormitory. As soon as he entered the room he put on his best Alexis-like smile and said, “Hey girls!”

“Get out George! Alexis already warned us!” Angelina rolled her eyes, putting the finishing touches on her devil costume.

“No you’ve got it all wrong! We haven’t changed yet.” He said in his defense, raising his hands as a sign of peace.

“Is that so...” Erin, a pale blond girl dressed like a veela smirked. “Well, what’s the code word you left us with? You know the one you told us to ask you for if you came back before the dance?”

George smiled weakly, “Uh... George?”

“Nice try.” Patricia a girl dressed like a banshee said. “Alexis didn’t even leave a code word with us, and if she did, I highly doubt it would be George.”

“But I need your help!” He pouted. “I don’t know what to wear...”

All of the girls smiled. “Ladies,” Alicia said, “I feel a challenge coming on...”

The girls all grabbed at him and stripped him till he was in nothing but a bra and panties before dressing him once more in a short red dress that fit Alexis’ body like a tailored glove. Next, they pulled and yanked and burned (to be fair, it was only a straightener), his hair until they got it in a fancy up-do on the top of his head. The worst part was the make-up. The poked and prodded his face, stuck things in his eyes, and made him sneeze violently because of some nose powder before finally they all took a step back to look at him.

One of them, Erin, whistled. “Wow, Alexis sure can clean up nice. We should do this more often.”

They showed George a full length mirror in their room and he literally gasped at what he saw. Alexis’s eyes stared back at him and he looked up and down at his new body. She had curves in all the right places, though you couldn’t tell because of her overly baggy robes, her eyes were much softer now (though they were swimming in arousal as he looked at himself) and her lips were full and plump. “Wow,” He breathed out with a gulp.

“Hey, we’re leaving!” Alicia called out, “Hurry up!”

“I’ll be down in a few minutes! I still have something to do! I’ll meet up with you later!” He called back, never breaking eye contact with himself. After they left, he took one shaky hand and ran it down the front of his chest, which was now help the curve of feminine breast, and squeezed, making himself gasp at the sensation. “Like that?” He asked, pretending he was actually talking to Alexis. “Do you want me to do it again?” He asked in a shaky voice; his eyes still locked with himself in the mirror. After he nodded his head, he squeezed again; this time, he cupped both of his new breasts and rubbed and squeezed them, making himself moan again, looking around to see if anyone was still there, before he kneeled down in front of the mirror.

“Do you want me to touch you?” He asked the Mirror Alexis, who nodded eagerly. He brought his hands between his legs and started to touch his new female parts gently, caressing his soaking lips before inserting a finger into himself. “Oh god!” He moaned, throwing his head back but still not breaking eye contact. “More!” He said in a throaty whisper, and he complied, one hand fingering himself and rubbing his clit while the other went to his breast and exposed one. He pinched his nipple and ground onto his other hand before, after a few moments, the heat was too much; he was seeing stars and crying out from his release.

OOOOOO

“Maye come on! I’ve been standing out here for an hour!” Draco drawled from his side of the Hufflepuff portrait. He just hoped that she wouldn’t come out with Cedric Diggory. “Maye, are you even in there?”

Some Hufflepuffs eyed him as they left and he shifted nervously from one foot to the other as he waited. “Your friends are looking at me funny! Hurry up!” He called out again.

“I can’t go!” She yelled back to him. “I’m sick.” She then gave a fake coughed.

“Come on!” He then shouted, “You can’t be that sick if you’re talking to me!”

“I said no!” It sounded like a bark to him.

“Please Maye?” He pleaded, before realizing how quiet it had gotten in the room. Everyone else must have left.

“The password is ‘veela hair’,”

Draco turned to see a girl with dull orange hair staring at him. “Who are you?” He asked confused.

She rolled her eyes. “Hannah Abbott. I’m Maye’s friend. She’s been acting weird all day. She really likes you; maybe you can get her to come out.” She paused and gave him a weary look before shaking her head, “Just don’t tell anyone I told you, alright?” she asked before she headed towards the ball.

The Slytherin turned towards the portrait and said the password before slipping inside. “Maye, come on, where are...” He started to back away as a giant dog growled at him. “Hello puppy...how did you get in here?” It barked at him and he jumped, quivering. “Alright puppy....just looking for my friend.” It snarled and he took a few steps back. “Come on...please?”

It started to whimper and laid down on the floor.

“It’s ok...girl.” He whispered to it, petting it’s back “I’m just worried for my friend, that’s all. How about this. I’ll leave, and you make sure she gets better, ok?” He stood. “What do you think of my costume!? I’m an angel.”

The dog snickered.

“Think it’s funny do you, girl? I have to leave now. Bye girl.” He pet its head once more before turning and leaving the Hufflepuff common room.

The Great Hall looked magnificent. A thousand live bats fluttered from the walls and ceiling while a thousand more swooped over the tables in low black clouds, making the candles in the pumpkins stutter. The tables pushed to the corners of the room and were piled full with snacks and drinks. A few kids were crowded into the dance floor dancing to the music the DJ played.

While Fred and Alexis waited for George to arrive, they joked around with Lee Jordan about old pranks. Just as they were beginning to discuss Pink Giant Squid and Albino Snape incident, George walked in, wearing a beautiful red silk dress and strappy heals. His face was perfectly made up, and his hair was a little messed up, but was still in the magnificent up-do.

“George...what the hell happened to you...I mean me...I me...what?” Alexis gapped at George, not even realizing that he was over an hour late.

“The Gryffindor girls helped. Don’t I look...hot?” He asked, running his hands down his still vibrating body.

Alexis gasped, then growled at him, “Hey! Stop that! You’re making me look like a slut!”

“Come on, Alexis,” Lee laughed. “It’s not like you really needed his help for that.”

“Excuse me.” She glared.

“Um, is that Erin? I think I’ll go see if she wants to dance...” Lee nervously excused himself from the group.

“Yeah, that’s what I thought, you pansy!” the girl yelled at his back, raising a fist and shaking it at his retreating form.

Ruthian, who saw the trio as she entered the Hall smiled and walked over to them. “What are you three supposed to be?”

“Well, I’m Fred.”

“And I’m George,”

“And I’m sexy!”

“I think you’re enjoying this too much George...Something you want to tell me?” Alexis asked with a growl and a roll of the eyes.

George looked at her. “Yeah...you sure do clean up nice! I mean before you were kinda sore on the eyes, you know? But now...”

Alexis gave a cry and jumped at him.

“Hey! My dress is coming up! Stop!”

“Like hell I will!”

“Let me guess.” Ruthian laughed. “Alexis is Fred. You’re George, and George is her?”

“Yup! We used Polyjuice potion.” Fred said with a nod of his head.

“But you look the same, Fred.”

“Are you kidding me!?” Alexis stood leaving George crying in pain on the floor. “They look completely different! I mean, Fred has lighter hair, and George’s eyes are a bight brighter...not to mention his hair is a little longer...oh, and their voices, don’t even get me started on their voices!”

“You’re all idiots if you ask me.” Malfoy sneered as he walked over to them.

“You want to start something, Malfoy?” Ruthian glared, ready for a fight. She had been wanting to punch him since the first time she met him, yet it always seemed to be the Belfair twins who got to have all of the fun.

“No, as much as I would like to, I did not come over here to throw insults. I wish to know where the youngest Weasley is.”

“She’s at home, with our parents.” Fred answered.

“Counting the seconds until we return to her.” George continued.

Malfoy gave a confused look. He didn’t know there was yet another weasel in the family. “Uh... I meant Ron.” He clarified.

“Why do you want to know, so you can declare your undying love for him and snog his brains out?” Though her voice was innocent, her eye’s danced with laughter. Even in Fred’s body, the look in her eyes was distinguishable enough to be afraid of her.

“ALEXIS!” Ron shouted from behind her.

The girl laughed and skipped away, making Fred look entirely too gay for his own good.

“What do you want Malfoy?” Ron sneered.

“I wish to...apologize for what I said about the broom. I was out of line.” He ground out through clenched teeth. “Do you accept?”

Ron gapped t him. “Wha...?”

“I’m apologizing you git! I mean...”

Ron started laughing. “This is about the Hufflepuff isn’t it?! Wait until I tell everyone that Malfoy’s whipped by a shy little girl!”

“What!? No! It’s not! I mean...” Malfoy clenched his fist then took a breath, trying to calm himself and not punch the boy in front of him. “Weasley... just accept the apology before I change my mind...”

“Alright. Whatever, I accept.” He replied with a wave of his hand, still laughing.

Malfoy stormed away.

“Hey! Alexis!...I mean...George, right?” Myou ran up to them. “Alexis told me what you three did! Bloody brilliant, she is. Bet you can’t guess what I am!”

He looked over her blood red fur, pointy cat ears, whiskers, fangs, and tiny wings before replying “Uh, a furry creature with wings?”

“No, I’m a vampire cat! Just like my vampire kitty, Blair.” She replied with a roll of the eyes.

Fred, trying to hold back a snicker, asked, “Um, Myou...don’t tell me Alexis gave you Polyjuice potion for that costume.”

“Yeah why? Cool wings huh!?” Her voice was distracted as she turned to show off her wings.

George, trying not to burst into laughter finished Fred’s explication, “Well...you do know that Polyjuice isn’t meant for that kind of transformation...and you’ll be like that for well... at least a month, right?”

Myou stayed silent for a second, then...“WHAT!? ARE YOU KIDDING ME!? ALEXIS I’M GOING TO KILL YOU!!” She yelled while pouncing on George.

“I’m George!”

“You look like her! Same difference! Mew!” Myou paused and jumped back up. “Did I just meow!?”

“No...you ‘mew’ed. There’s clearly a difference.” Alexis started stroking the would-be-cat’s tail. “Hey this is pretty neat!”

Myou started purring. “Hey...that feel’s nice.” She leaning into the touch then jumped back. “Hey! Stop that!”

“And those ears!” Alexis reached up and started petting the scarlet red cat ears.

Myou once again started purring before jumping back. “That’s creepy! Stop!” She ran away from Alexis and back to Blaise. “I’m going to be a cat for a month!” She groaned to him.

He merely laughed. “That’s alright, I like your kitty ears anyway,” He said, reaching up to rub one of the appendages.

Myou started to purr rather loudly, leaning into the touch. “That feels so good,” She purred out before she could stop herself. Both then froze.

“Uh…I should go this way!” Blaise yelled, running over to Fred, George, and Alexis.

“George! You’re exposing me! I mean yourself!” Alexis was yelling out as she glared at the boy, who was still sprawled out on the floor.

The boy blushed, something uncharacteristic on Alexis’s face, and tried to adjust himself.“Oh...sorry, not used to the dress-”

“SPIDER!” Ron yelled, running away from the entrance to the Great Hall.

Harry fell to the ground laughing. “Wow...that was too easy!” He pushed one of his eight legs away from his face.

“Fred, George, Look at that!” Alexis smiled brightly.

“What?” Both twins asked, looking bewildered.

“We corrupted Harry!” The George-lookalike said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“You’re right!” Fred exclaimed.

“He finally understands the pure joy one gets from torturing Ron!” George added with a laugh.

“I’m going to kill you! They will never find the body!” Yelled Ami as she ran past the trio, chasing a terrified Liam. Finally, huffing and puffing, she gave up and tried to pull her dress down farther to cover her knees, and up farther to cover her breast.

“Excuse me,”

Ami turned to a boy who was not dressed in costume at all. He had black curly hair and bright blue eyes. He was obviously older then her, maybe a third year, and taller too. “Um, hi.” She blushed, looking to her feet. “I’m Ami.”

“I’m Marcus Belby.” He paused and rubbed the back of his head, “Um…would you like to dance?”

Liam watched the two go to the dance floor and clenched his jaw tightly. “Alexis!” He growled, turning to the three friends who were not too far away.

George groaned and turned towards Liam. “No, Liam, I’m not-”

“It was your idea to ask her to the dance! Now she is even madder at me!” The Ravenclaw growled, marching over to the group.

“I’m not Alexis! I’m George, I took a Polyjuice potion.” He sighed in relief when Liam stopped in his charge to think.

“That means you’re not really a girl then...” Liam tackled him to the ground.

“Not again! I don’t want to be Alexis anymore!” George yelled, running away.

Hermione showed up a few minutes later, dresses as a princess.

“She wishes.” Ron said with a laugh to Neville Longbottom. “I mean, can you believe that to be a beautiful fairytale princess? More like a dragon!” Hermione must have overheard because she ran from the room crying after that.

After a few moments, Alexis walked up to Ron and hit him in the back of the head. “Ronald Weasley!” She growled out, “That pour Granger girl is in the girls bathroom crying her eyes out! You had better go an-”

“TROLL! In the dungeon!” Quirrell yelled as he entered the Great Hall. “Thought you aught to know.” He then sank to the floor in a dead faint.

Silence, then everyone started to scream and run in every direction.

“QUIET! Prefects, lead your houses back to the dormitories at once!” Dumbledore roared above the noise, making everyone listen at once.

Everyone left the Great Hall, except Fred, George, and Alexis, who were kneeling over Quirrell’s body. Alexis started to poke his turban as she began to change back to herself. “Think he’s dead?” She cocked her head to the side.

“Naw, just fainted.” George said.

Alexis shrugged and stood, stretching her arms above her head. “Hey George, you look good in a dress.” Her pants fell down.

“Now who’s exposing themselves?” He snickered, pulling the dress sown to cover him. “Damn, why did those Gryffindor’s give me such a short dress?” He stopped for a moment and stared at Alexis’ smooth milky skin before walking away as quickly as possible.

Said girl blushed and picked up her pants. “Come on,” She started, transfiguring her clothes. “Let’s go.”

OOOOOO

“Ron wait,” Harry grabbed hold of Ron’s arm. “Hermione doesn’t know about the troll, we have got to help her.”

“Why?” Ron groaned.

“Because, this is your fault, besides, you’re a knight! Knight’s rescue princesses.” Harry glared hard at him.

“I’m beginning to think I should have been a frog.” The red hair said with a growl before following Harry.

Ruthian watched as the two boys slipped away. ‘I should go get the teachers...’ She thought before she, too, broke away from the group. She used her very sensitive nose to find the troll. As soon as she located it, she ran towards the Professors, who were still looking in the dungeons. “Professor!”

“Ruthian, you should be headed back towards the common room.” McGonagall said with a disapproving look.

“Professor, I smell the troll, he’s in the girls bathroom on the third floor!” The young elf whispered.

“Thank you; now go back to the common room.”

“Alright. I’m going.” Ruthian grumbled out, dejectedly. She was hoping to at least get to go with them and see the troll.

OOOOOO

Kathryn: Well, this chapter is smaller than the others, but we figured this was a good stopping point for right now.
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