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A Change
Chapter Number/Total: 8/24
Chapter Title: A Change
Words: 2441 Words
Draco stood in the lab and held the vial up, looking at the thick liquid. "Well, it's ready," he said, arching an eyebrow. He looked at his lover. "Did you get her hair?"
Harry held out his hand, showing Draco the few short pink strands of Tonks’ hair that he had gotten from her hairbrush. "It was easy.”
"When do we want to do this? Now?" Draco smirked.
"Up to you," Harry said and grinned at Draco. "All up to you." He wasn't sure how he was going to handle being a woman, but Harry was willing to try it and see how it went.
Draco got hard just thinking about it. "Now," he said firmly. "Let's go to our room."
Harry didn't need to be told twice -- the next moment he was walking up the stairs ahead of Draco, his heart beginning to beat faster in anticipation.
Draco watched his lover's body as he moved, still fascinated by him. What would it feel like to make love to Harry as a woman?
Harry walked inside the room and sat down on their bed, trying to calm himself down with a few deep breaths as he actually became nervous. It wasn't a permanent change, he told himself, just for about an hour. He figured it would be an experience that he'd never forget.
"You don't have to do this," Draco said, but his body shivered with the idea.
"But I want to," Harry replied, looking up at Draco and letting him see he was serious. "I really do."
Draco grinned. "Strip, my beauty," he answered, setting the vial aside and beginning to take off his own clothes.
Harry undressed slowly. When he was done, he looked down at himself, as if he were remembering what he looked like before he drank the potion.
Naked, Draco sauntered up to his lover, stroking his cheek with the back of his hand. "Even if you look like her, I will be making love to you," he said softly.
"Oh, I know," Harry replied quietly, smiling at Draco and feeling better for the reassurance anyway. "I know. I love you."
Draco picked up the vial, uncapped it and then put a single pink hair into the liquid, which turned bright pink as well. He handed it to Harry.
"Here goes nothing," Harry said, taking the potion from him. He took a deep breath before he drank it, almost immediately making a face as he tasted it. It didn't taste any better than last time.
Draco was half hard already, watching his lover and waiting to see what would happen next.
Harry handed the vial back to Draco and covered his mouth as he began to feel sick, but not enough to throw up. He squeezed his eyes shut and could feel his skin bubbling and changing, his hips getting more curvy, and his hair getting shorter.
Draco's eyes grew wide as he watched his lover morph into the shape of his cousin.
Harry let out a small huff when he felt that it was all over, but he didn't open his eyes yet. He concentrated on just feeling the changes.
Draco had never seen Tonks naked before, but he had certainly thought about it. And he liked the view now. "Harry," he whispered, needing to remind himself that this was still his lover.
"Yeah?" came Harry’s reply, his voice slightly higher. He was Tonks. He was actually Tonks. He hesitantly opened his eyes, blinking up at Draco.
"I want to touch you," Draco said, looking into Tonks' eyes. Somehow, he could still see it was Harry inside.
"Go ... go ahead," Harry said softly, finally looking down at his body. He blushed deeply at the sight, having never seen a woman naked like this, much less Tonks.
Draco reached clawed hands carefully, using only the palms to caress Harry's breasts.
Harry hadn't expected that and he looked up at Draco as he felt those caresses. It seemed that his nipples were just as sensitive as a woman, because soon Harry was flushing for a whole different reason.
Draco bent his head and sucked a nipple into his mouth, pressing the mound of flesh as he did.
Harry moaned softly, beginning to feel funny down below, but honestly not knowing how to explain it. "Feels ... weird," he whispered.
Draco rubbed his face against those breasts, sucking on the other nipple as well. Then he smiled up at Tonks' face. "Lie down," he whispered.
Harry swallowed and moved onto the bed, lying on his back. He hadn't even looked down to see what was there, already knowing what was missing.
"Spread yourself," Draco said, crawling between those soft legs.
Harry bit his lip, hesitating before slowly opening his legs. He gasped at the feeling of the cool air, making a shiver go down his spine.
"Touch yourself," Draco said, licking his lips as he looked at the pink hair that covered her mound.
"What?" Harry asked in surprise, leaning up to look at Draco.
"Touch your breasts," Draco answered, using the back of his hand to stroke the inside of those spread thighs.
Harry flushed again, reaching to touch them. He went straight for the nipples like Draco had done, squeezing them gently. They actually seemed to be even more sensitive.
"Now touch below," Draco said, voice husky.
"But I never ..." Harry whispered softly.
Draco chuckled deeply. "Yes, but now you will," he said.
"You're evil," Harry whispered, but he moved his hand down to reach in between his legs. He hovered over the area, but didn't touch, leaning up to look at Draco. "It's weird not having anything there ...."
"Oh, but you do," Draco said, grinning. "You just have to feel for it."
Harry took a deep breath, his hand moving down until it was gently resting in between his thighs. He raised eyebrows in surprise at the feeling, his hips shifting. "It's wet," he whispered.
"Spread the labia," Draco said, “dip your fingers inside.”
Harry didn't know exactly what he was talking about, but he let his head fall back, his fingers beginning to explore. He found out that he really could spread the skin and slide his fingers in between like Draco said. "Oh!" Harry gasped softly, his toes curling when his fingers passed over a small, sensitive nub.
"Yes, that feels good doesn't it?" Draco whispered. "Push your fingers inside, into the wetness." The smell was intoxicating and he licked his lips, wishing again that his claws were retractable.
"Yeah," Harry whispered, moaning as he rubbed his fingers over the same spot a few times. He didn't exactly feel a hole at first, but once he felt around, he did feel the small dip. "Here?" he asked, just as he slipped a finger down and inside.
"Yes," Draco encouraged.
Harry slowly closed his eyes, the finger moving in and out. It was so different, tight, but not as tight as his arse. And it was very wet. Harry was sure they wouldn't even need any lubricant for this.
Draco leaned forward, nuzzling between Harry's fingers and licking along the folds.
Harry jerked at the touch of his tongue, his legs trying to close in surprise.
Draco held his lover's thighs apart as he began to lick and suck harder, tonguing the bud.
Harry's finger slipped out as his moans grew louder, his hips lifting up off the bed.
Draco hummed, slurping and working his lips and tongue over sensitive flesh.
That's when Harry could feel this pressure beginning to build up, much like before, but it was stronger and it seemed harder to hold back. "I think ... I'm gonna ...."
Draco growled and licked faster.
Harry tensed up the next moment, his legs trying to squeeze shut again as he came hard, his hips jerking.
Draco lapped it up, continuing to lick and suck the wetness that flowed from inside.
Harry shuddered as Draco continued, reaching down to slide his fingers into Draco's hair.
Draco lifted his face, licking his lips. It almost startled him to see Tonks' face. Even though it was a woman's body, he was still very aware that this was Harry. "I am going to fuck you, love," he promised as he crawled up that body until he was positioned. "Fuck you until you come again and again," he said before he flexed his hips and slid inside.
Harry was sure Draco would be able to do just that, considering the fact that he could already feel himself recovering from the last orgasm. He let out a small gasp when he felt Draco easily slide inside, not yet used to the fact that he didn't need any preparation. There was no burn and Harry missed that a little, but Draco would probably make up for that later.
Draco braced himself with his arms on either side of Harry and began to flex his hips, sliding in and out. "Yes, does that feel good?" he asked.
"Ah ... yeah, yeah," Harry whispered, sliding his fingers over the sheets before he gripped them. "Good." He began to move with Draco, his hips rising and falling.
Draco pumped himself in and out, faster and harder, watching Tonks' face and seeing Harry's pleasure.
Harry tilted his hips up and wrapped his legs around Draco's waist. He could feel himself getting close already and he just needed a little more to go over that edge again. "God, Draco ... harder!" he gasped, already feeling himself begin to tense up.
Draco bent his head, taking a nipple into his mouth and sucking hard. Sucking and adding the light pressure with his teeth that would just break the skin. He pumped his hips harder as the taste of blood filled his mouth.
Harry cried out, his back arching as he came again. His legs tightened around Draco, jerking even as Draco continued to thrust.
Draco held back, thrusting over and over again as Tonks' body spasmed under and around him, repeatedly. It may have been her voice but it was Harry's moans of pleasure he heard. He growled loudly as he came hard, burying himself inside.
Harry arched again, his body shaking as he slowly came down from his high. "God," he whispered softly, panting hard.
Draco licked blood from the breast under his mouth and then looked up, grinning.
"Evil," Harry whispered, his head falling back.
"Not done yet, either," Draco said. One of the benefits of being part-werewolf was that his recovery time was very quick. He was still half hard even now and he began to rotate his hips.
"Oh, you really are going to fuck me ... until I come again and again," Harry whispered, laughing a little as he lay back, just letting his legs lay open once Draco began to move again.
"Don't I usually keep my promises?" Draco asked as he ground his hips against "her."
"Yes," Harry hissed, feeling Draco rub against that sensitive spot again. "Always, always."
This time the build up was slower and Draco lost himself in the rhythm and feel of it.
Harry could tell that the urgency that was there before was gone, replaced with something that he could only call making love. Not that it wasn't before. "Kiss me?" he asked softly, looking up at Draco.
Draco smiled and leaned down, lips caressing his lover's. They felt different, but the way Harry kissed was the same.
Harry slid his arms around Draco's neck, trying to show him how he really felt in the kiss.
Draco closed his eyes, finding it difficult to see Tonks' face when he felt Harry's kiss. He continued to rock into and kiss his lover, tongue matching his movements as their pleasure built again.
"I love you," Harry whispered against Draco's lips, rocking faster as he felt himself begin to get closer yet again. "Make me come again."
"Yes, my love," Draco whispered, "your pleasure is my delight." He sped up then, panting as he approached his own peak again.
Harry hesitated before reaching in between them, finding that spot and rubbing himself while Draco thrust harder. "Close," he moaned a few moments later, rubbing harder, and beginning to tremble.
Draco howled, head thrown back and body arched into a curve as this orgasm hit him harder than the last.
Harry cried out almost as soon as Draco came, his body beginning to jerk with his third orgasm of the night. "Ah ... Draco, Draco ...."
"Harry, yes," Draco said, nearly collapsing on top of his lover.
Harry hummed happily, relaxing back on the bed with his eyes closed. "That was ...." He sighed. There were no words to describe it.
Draco gave each of those breasts another lick. "Fantastic," he finished for his lover and then pulled back. He took another long look at Tonks' body. "My cousin is gorgeous," he said, "but I still prefer you."
"Same way I prefer you," Harry said with a smile. He glanced down at his body curiously. "Though, this whole multiple orgasm deal is pretty wicked."
Draco nodded, lying down next to Harry and running the back of his hand over Tonks' body again. "Shouldn't be long," he said, glancing at the clock.
Harry turned and snuggled close, resting his head on Draco's chest. Almost as soon as he said the words, Harry could feel his body begin to change.
Draco watched in fascination as Harry's body emerged from the transformation. He leaned forward and kissed his lover's flat chest.
"Now back to normal," Harry sighed, smiling when Draco kissed him. "That was fun, though."
"It was," Draco said, hand continuing to caress down his lover's body, touching that cleft of hip now.
"We should do it again," Harry murmured, looking up at Draco. "If you want to."
"If I were to take the Polyjuice, who would you want me to turn into?" Draco asked.
"Yourself?" Harry asked, laughing softly. "I don't know, Draco. I've never thought of that before."
"I think I would like to be able to touch you without claws," Draco said softly.
"I wouldn't mind that either ... even though I love your claws," Harry said, reaching to touch one.
Draco smiled and nodded. "I want to feel your skin with the tips of my fingers. I want to push them inside you, prepare you for myself."
Harry shuddered at the thought. "I want you to ... even if it's not forever."
Draco leaned forward and kissed him again. "I love you, my beauty."
"And I love you, my beast," Harry replied softly, cupping Draco's cheek and looking into his eyes.
Chapter Title: A Change
Words: 2441 Words
Draco stood in the lab and held the vial up, looking at the thick liquid. "Well, it's ready," he said, arching an eyebrow. He looked at his lover. "Did you get her hair?"
Harry held out his hand, showing Draco the few short pink strands of Tonks’ hair that he had gotten from her hairbrush. "It was easy.”
"When do we want to do this? Now?" Draco smirked.
"Up to you," Harry said and grinned at Draco. "All up to you." He wasn't sure how he was going to handle being a woman, but Harry was willing to try it and see how it went.
Draco got hard just thinking about it. "Now," he said firmly. "Let's go to our room."
Harry didn't need to be told twice -- the next moment he was walking up the stairs ahead of Draco, his heart beginning to beat faster in anticipation.
Draco watched his lover's body as he moved, still fascinated by him. What would it feel like to make love to Harry as a woman?
Harry walked inside the room and sat down on their bed, trying to calm himself down with a few deep breaths as he actually became nervous. It wasn't a permanent change, he told himself, just for about an hour. He figured it would be an experience that he'd never forget.
"You don't have to do this," Draco said, but his body shivered with the idea.
"But I want to," Harry replied, looking up at Draco and letting him see he was serious. "I really do."
Draco grinned. "Strip, my beauty," he answered, setting the vial aside and beginning to take off his own clothes.
Harry undressed slowly. When he was done, he looked down at himself, as if he were remembering what he looked like before he drank the potion.
Naked, Draco sauntered up to his lover, stroking his cheek with the back of his hand. "Even if you look like her, I will be making love to you," he said softly.
"Oh, I know," Harry replied quietly, smiling at Draco and feeling better for the reassurance anyway. "I know. I love you."
Draco picked up the vial, uncapped it and then put a single pink hair into the liquid, which turned bright pink as well. He handed it to Harry.
"Here goes nothing," Harry said, taking the potion from him. He took a deep breath before he drank it, almost immediately making a face as he tasted it. It didn't taste any better than last time.
Draco was half hard already, watching his lover and waiting to see what would happen next.
Harry handed the vial back to Draco and covered his mouth as he began to feel sick, but not enough to throw up. He squeezed his eyes shut and could feel his skin bubbling and changing, his hips getting more curvy, and his hair getting shorter.
Draco's eyes grew wide as he watched his lover morph into the shape of his cousin.
Harry let out a small huff when he felt that it was all over, but he didn't open his eyes yet. He concentrated on just feeling the changes.
Draco had never seen Tonks naked before, but he had certainly thought about it. And he liked the view now. "Harry," he whispered, needing to remind himself that this was still his lover.
"Yeah?" came Harry’s reply, his voice slightly higher. He was Tonks. He was actually Tonks. He hesitantly opened his eyes, blinking up at Draco.
"I want to touch you," Draco said, looking into Tonks' eyes. Somehow, he could still see it was Harry inside.
"Go ... go ahead," Harry said softly, finally looking down at his body. He blushed deeply at the sight, having never seen a woman naked like this, much less Tonks.
Draco reached clawed hands carefully, using only the palms to caress Harry's breasts.
Harry hadn't expected that and he looked up at Draco as he felt those caresses. It seemed that his nipples were just as sensitive as a woman, because soon Harry was flushing for a whole different reason.
Draco bent his head and sucked a nipple into his mouth, pressing the mound of flesh as he did.
Harry moaned softly, beginning to feel funny down below, but honestly not knowing how to explain it. "Feels ... weird," he whispered.
Draco rubbed his face against those breasts, sucking on the other nipple as well. Then he smiled up at Tonks' face. "Lie down," he whispered.
Harry swallowed and moved onto the bed, lying on his back. He hadn't even looked down to see what was there, already knowing what was missing.
"Spread yourself," Draco said, crawling between those soft legs.
Harry bit his lip, hesitating before slowly opening his legs. He gasped at the feeling of the cool air, making a shiver go down his spine.
"Touch yourself," Draco said, licking his lips as he looked at the pink hair that covered her mound.
"What?" Harry asked in surprise, leaning up to look at Draco.
"Touch your breasts," Draco answered, using the back of his hand to stroke the inside of those spread thighs.
Harry flushed again, reaching to touch them. He went straight for the nipples like Draco had done, squeezing them gently. They actually seemed to be even more sensitive.
"Now touch below," Draco said, voice husky.
"But I never ..." Harry whispered softly.
Draco chuckled deeply. "Yes, but now you will," he said.
"You're evil," Harry whispered, but he moved his hand down to reach in between his legs. He hovered over the area, but didn't touch, leaning up to look at Draco. "It's weird not having anything there ...."
"Oh, but you do," Draco said, grinning. "You just have to feel for it."
Harry took a deep breath, his hand moving down until it was gently resting in between his thighs. He raised eyebrows in surprise at the feeling, his hips shifting. "It's wet," he whispered.
"Spread the labia," Draco said, “dip your fingers inside.”
Harry didn't know exactly what he was talking about, but he let his head fall back, his fingers beginning to explore. He found out that he really could spread the skin and slide his fingers in between like Draco said. "Oh!" Harry gasped softly, his toes curling when his fingers passed over a small, sensitive nub.
"Yes, that feels good doesn't it?" Draco whispered. "Push your fingers inside, into the wetness." The smell was intoxicating and he licked his lips, wishing again that his claws were retractable.
"Yeah," Harry whispered, moaning as he rubbed his fingers over the same spot a few times. He didn't exactly feel a hole at first, but once he felt around, he did feel the small dip. "Here?" he asked, just as he slipped a finger down and inside.
"Yes," Draco encouraged.
Harry slowly closed his eyes, the finger moving in and out. It was so different, tight, but not as tight as his arse. And it was very wet. Harry was sure they wouldn't even need any lubricant for this.
Draco leaned forward, nuzzling between Harry's fingers and licking along the folds.
Harry jerked at the touch of his tongue, his legs trying to close in surprise.
Draco held his lover's thighs apart as he began to lick and suck harder, tonguing the bud.
Harry's finger slipped out as his moans grew louder, his hips lifting up off the bed.
Draco hummed, slurping and working his lips and tongue over sensitive flesh.
That's when Harry could feel this pressure beginning to build up, much like before, but it was stronger and it seemed harder to hold back. "I think ... I'm gonna ...."
Draco growled and licked faster.
Harry tensed up the next moment, his legs trying to squeeze shut again as he came hard, his hips jerking.
Draco lapped it up, continuing to lick and suck the wetness that flowed from inside.
Harry shuddered as Draco continued, reaching down to slide his fingers into Draco's hair.
Draco lifted his face, licking his lips. It almost startled him to see Tonks' face. Even though it was a woman's body, he was still very aware that this was Harry. "I am going to fuck you, love," he promised as he crawled up that body until he was positioned. "Fuck you until you come again and again," he said before he flexed his hips and slid inside.
Harry was sure Draco would be able to do just that, considering the fact that he could already feel himself recovering from the last orgasm. He let out a small gasp when he felt Draco easily slide inside, not yet used to the fact that he didn't need any preparation. There was no burn and Harry missed that a little, but Draco would probably make up for that later.
Draco braced himself with his arms on either side of Harry and began to flex his hips, sliding in and out. "Yes, does that feel good?" he asked.
"Ah ... yeah, yeah," Harry whispered, sliding his fingers over the sheets before he gripped them. "Good." He began to move with Draco, his hips rising and falling.
Draco pumped himself in and out, faster and harder, watching Tonks' face and seeing Harry's pleasure.
Harry tilted his hips up and wrapped his legs around Draco's waist. He could feel himself getting close already and he just needed a little more to go over that edge again. "God, Draco ... harder!" he gasped, already feeling himself begin to tense up.
Draco bent his head, taking a nipple into his mouth and sucking hard. Sucking and adding the light pressure with his teeth that would just break the skin. He pumped his hips harder as the taste of blood filled his mouth.
Harry cried out, his back arching as he came again. His legs tightened around Draco, jerking even as Draco continued to thrust.
Draco held back, thrusting over and over again as Tonks' body spasmed under and around him, repeatedly. It may have been her voice but it was Harry's moans of pleasure he heard. He growled loudly as he came hard, burying himself inside.
Harry arched again, his body shaking as he slowly came down from his high. "God," he whispered softly, panting hard.
Draco licked blood from the breast under his mouth and then looked up, grinning.
"Evil," Harry whispered, his head falling back.
"Not done yet, either," Draco said. One of the benefits of being part-werewolf was that his recovery time was very quick. He was still half hard even now and he began to rotate his hips.
"Oh, you really are going to fuck me ... until I come again and again," Harry whispered, laughing a little as he lay back, just letting his legs lay open once Draco began to move again.
"Don't I usually keep my promises?" Draco asked as he ground his hips against "her."
"Yes," Harry hissed, feeling Draco rub against that sensitive spot again. "Always, always."
This time the build up was slower and Draco lost himself in the rhythm and feel of it.
Harry could tell that the urgency that was there before was gone, replaced with something that he could only call making love. Not that it wasn't before. "Kiss me?" he asked softly, looking up at Draco.
Draco smiled and leaned down, lips caressing his lover's. They felt different, but the way Harry kissed was the same.
Harry slid his arms around Draco's neck, trying to show him how he really felt in the kiss.
Draco closed his eyes, finding it difficult to see Tonks' face when he felt Harry's kiss. He continued to rock into and kiss his lover, tongue matching his movements as their pleasure built again.
"I love you," Harry whispered against Draco's lips, rocking faster as he felt himself begin to get closer yet again. "Make me come again."
"Yes, my love," Draco whispered, "your pleasure is my delight." He sped up then, panting as he approached his own peak again.
Harry hesitated before reaching in between them, finding that spot and rubbing himself while Draco thrust harder. "Close," he moaned a few moments later, rubbing harder, and beginning to tremble.
Draco howled, head thrown back and body arched into a curve as this orgasm hit him harder than the last.
Harry cried out almost as soon as Draco came, his body beginning to jerk with his third orgasm of the night. "Ah ... Draco, Draco ...."
"Harry, yes," Draco said, nearly collapsing on top of his lover.
Harry hummed happily, relaxing back on the bed with his eyes closed. "That was ...." He sighed. There were no words to describe it.
Draco gave each of those breasts another lick. "Fantastic," he finished for his lover and then pulled back. He took another long look at Tonks' body. "My cousin is gorgeous," he said, "but I still prefer you."
"Same way I prefer you," Harry said with a smile. He glanced down at his body curiously. "Though, this whole multiple orgasm deal is pretty wicked."
Draco nodded, lying down next to Harry and running the back of his hand over Tonks' body again. "Shouldn't be long," he said, glancing at the clock.
Harry turned and snuggled close, resting his head on Draco's chest. Almost as soon as he said the words, Harry could feel his body begin to change.
Draco watched in fascination as Harry's body emerged from the transformation. He leaned forward and kissed his lover's flat chest.
"Now back to normal," Harry sighed, smiling when Draco kissed him. "That was fun, though."
"It was," Draco said, hand continuing to caress down his lover's body, touching that cleft of hip now.
"We should do it again," Harry murmured, looking up at Draco. "If you want to."
"If I were to take the Polyjuice, who would you want me to turn into?" Draco asked.
"Yourself?" Harry asked, laughing softly. "I don't know, Draco. I've never thought of that before."
"I think I would like to be able to touch you without claws," Draco said softly.
"I wouldn't mind that either ... even though I love your claws," Harry said, reaching to touch one.
Draco smiled and nodded. "I want to feel your skin with the tips of my fingers. I want to push them inside you, prepare you for myself."
Harry shuddered at the thought. "I want you to ... even if it's not forever."
Draco leaned forward and kissed him again. "I love you, my beauty."
"And I love you, my beast," Harry replied softly, cupping Draco's cheek and looking into his eyes.