Fantasy House

Author's Note: I've mentioned many of the warnings in the summary. I'm going to list the six people involved in this story. Lucius Malfoy, Draco Malfoy, Sirius Black, Hermione Granger, Remus Lupin, and Severus Snape. If a pairing between any of these characters offends you or provides no interest to you, I suggest you hit the back button now.

I will try to update this story as often as I can. I am still working on In-Laws, among other things.

As I've said in the past, I am not responsible for what children find and read on the internet. This story is being posted on an adult site, and only on an adult site. If a child finds it, then that is not my fault. I am not getting paid to watch your children and I am not a babysitter.

The entire story is extremely explicit. If this does not interest you, then hit the back button. There is incest in this story as well as bestiality and BDSM. Simply. Don't like? Don't read.

On with the story

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Prologue

Hermione groaned as she tried to stretch. She felt groggy and disoriented. Even worse, she realized she couldn't see. Thankfully, she could still feel. And she realized she was lying on something. It was soft and felt like... suede.

"Hermione, can you hear me?" asked a voice that she recognized.

It took her a moment to remember who the voice belonged to. She turned her head towards the voice. "Professor Lupin?" she whispered.

"Thank God," he said, breathing a sigh of relief. Then, she heard him say loudly, "She's awake Sirius."

"Oh, good," came another voice Hermione recognized. "How are you feeling, Hermione?"

She tried to get up, but that hurt too much, so she remained lying down. "I feel as though I've drank a bottle of vodka. And I cannot see," she answered truthfully.

"Try opening your eyes," Lupin replied, amusement in his voice.

Slowly, she did as he suggested and realized that it made sense that she couldn't see when her eyes were closed. At first, everything was blurry, but as she continued to blink, she was able to make out the images of two very relieved men. Two very relieved naked men.

She sat up suddenly, and then realized her mistake. She grasped her head with both hands to keep it from swimming. "What's going on? Where are your clothes?" she asked. She looked down and saw that she, too, was unclothed. "Where are my clothes?!"

"That, my dear, is a good question," Sirius replied, handing her a towel.

Well, saying the men were completely naked wasn't entirely true. They were both wearing towels. That did not make Hermione feel any better. She wrapped the towel Sirius handed her around her torso and glared at both men. "What is going on here?" she asked again, more forcefully.

Lupin sighed. Happy as he was that she was awake, her being conscious made things a little more difficult. "We are trying to figure that out ourselves," he told her, truthfully. "It seems we all woke up here with hangovers and without our clothes. Malfoy and Snape are scouting this house, trying to find a way out."

"Malfoy and Snape?" she asked, horrified. "Malfoy and Snape are here? Without clothes?!"

The werewolf gave her a grim smile. "Both Malfoys and Snape are here... And yes... They, too, are without clothes. Thankfully, Lucius was able to find these towels that we are all wearing."

Sirius shuddered. "Believe me, Hermione, that is one thing you never want to see. A naked Snivellus."

The witch did not laugh. She did not even smile. She was in too much shock. Where were they?

She looked around and noticed that the three were currently sitting in a living room. It was actually really nicely set up. She had been laying on a really elegant beige suede couch. Sirius was sitting on a loveseat to match the couch and Lupin was actually kneeling beside Hermione.

There was also a recliner to match the couch and loveseat. The coffee table, end tables, and shelving was made of a dark cherry wood. There was even a huge... Well, Hermione wasn't sure what it was. She knew it couldn't be an entertainment center, because those did not exist in the Wizarding World. After all, there were no TVs in the Wizarding World.

She surmised the huge... thing... was a large stand alone cabinet. It, like the other wood furniture, was made from cherry wood.

On each end table were matching Greek vases with exotic flowers in them. The coffee table held the latest Daily Prophet. Under the coffee table was a large, oval oriental rug.

"What is this place?" she asked.

"Who knows?" answered yet another voice. As the three Gryffindors looked up, they saw Draco Malfoy walking into the living room from the hallway. He was not wearing a towel.

Hermione's cheeks flushed and she quickly looked away. Lupin, rolling his eyes, stood up. "Where is your towel, Mr. Malfoy?" he questioned.

Draco smirked. "Why? Intimidated by my looks, Lupin?" he countered as he sat in the recliner. He laughed at Hermione's embarrassment. "Come now, Granger. You act as if you've never seen a cock before!"

Hermione's face was red as she glared at the Slytherin. With him sitting in the chair, she couldn't see his... cock, as he liked to call it. He just smirked at her, then gave a fake astonished look. "You mean, you haven't? I would've thought Pothead and Weasleby would have shown you theirs by now! Or are they both really girls?"

Sirius jumped out of his seat, but was stopped by Remus from going any further. "Don't you dare speak about Harry like that! If I had my wand..."

"Calm down, Sirius," Remus said, trying to coax the other man back onto the loveseat. "We are all..."

"Where's our wands!?" Hermione interrupted, jumping up and, effectively having her towel fall off of her.

Gasping, she grabbed her towel and wrapped it around her again. She held it with one hand as she looked about for her wand.

"You won't find it," Draco said, examining his nails. "All of our wands were taken. Don't know by who or why."

She glanced at Draco and realized she could see... him when she stood, so she quickly sat back down. She turned back to Remus. "You said Malfoy and Snape were scouting the house?" she said, thoughtfully. It wasn't really a question. "So, this place has more than just a living room."

"Oh, wow," Draco snarked. "She really is the brightest witch of our age. Did you hear that? This place is a house, so, apparently there is more than just a living room. Nice way of stating the obvious, Granger."

"Would you shut up?!" Hermione snapped, irritated by the blond that really did look too good.

Lupin placed a hand to his head and closed his eyes. "We really won't know much until Malfoy and Snape return," he told her. "After we awoke, Malfoy thought it prudent someone stay here until you were awake. So, he and Snape decided to search the house."

"Yeah, because there was no way we were going to let those slimy gits anywhere near you," Sirius growled.

Draco sneered back at him, "You watch what you say about my father."

"Would you two stop it!" Lupin snapped, looking at both Sirius and Draco in turn. "Your bickering isn't helping anyone here."

They heard a door shut and all looked towards the sound. Snape and Mr. Malfoy stood at the entrance door. Hermione stared at them, her mouth agaped. With clothes, both men were very intimidating and powerful. The same could be said when they were dressed in nothing but towels, too.

Mr. Malfoy, especially, was incredibly handsome. His long hair was draped over his perfectly carved chest. He had a perfectly toned six-pack. At his belly button, a line of blond hair started and disappeared into his towel.

Snape, surprisingly, was very nice looking as well. Hermione remembered a time, in her fourth year, when she had been attracted to the Potions Master. Of course, it had been a fleeting fancy that most girls at the age of fourteen had had. Now, she felt that attraction return to her full force.

Of the men, Hermione had to say that Snape was the most hairy, not that that was saying much. His chest, legs, and arms were covered in hair. The tops of his feet was lightly sprinkled with hair as well. But this hair seemed to be more attractive than not.

"Are you finished, Miss Granger?" the snarky Potions Master asked, looking at the Muggle-born with a mixture of anger and disgust.

She blushed and quickly looked away from the two men. Snape huffed while Lucius threw a towel at his son. "Cover up, Draco," the man commanded.

The younger man wrinkled his nose. "Why?" he asked.

Lucius' eyes narrowed as he sneered at his son. "Because I told you to," he growled, slowly approaching the boy.

Draco stood up and began wrapping the towel around him. "Hey, Granger? Want one last peek before I tuck my cock away?" he teased.

Hermione grabbed one of the pillows on the couch and buried her face in it while Lucius reprimanded his son, "We do not use such disgusting language, Draco. I did not teach it to you and I will not hear it from you. Understand?"

Lupin sighed. "What did you find?" he asked, trying to change the subject from Draco's lack of clothing.

Lucius turned his gaze to the werewolf. "There is no way out of this place," he answered. "There's a garden and swimming pool. There is also a front garden. However, there seems to be a barrier around the premises and we cannot get passed it."

"We also found a fully stocked potions lab," Snape added. "So, even if we are unable to get out, your potion will still be able to be made, Lupin."

The sneer in Snape's last comment was not missed by the werewolf, but at the moment, Lupin did not care. "Thank God. What about clothing?"

"The closest we could find were the towels," Lucius replied. "There are some pillow cases, but no other bedding. The kitchen is fully stocked, but when Severus tried to use a knife on one of the pillow cases, it wouldn't go through."

"I didn't know you were so weak, Snivellus," Sirius commented, earning him a glare from all three of the Slytherins and Lupin.

"The knives were magicked not to cut through material or skin. Lucius had tried one on his own skin and it wouldn't cut," Snape sneered.

Hermione glanced at the two Slytherins. "So, what use are they if they can't cut?" she asked.

"Oh, they can cut, Miss Granger," Snape replied. "The same knife Lucius had very easily sliced an apple."

"There is only one bedroom," Lucius continued. "With only one bed. However, there are other... rooms."

Lupin's eyebrows furrowed. "Other rooms?"

Snape rolled his eyes and looked at Draco. The youngest Slytherin had a devious smirk on his face. "It seems like whoever put us in here has some pretty... nasty ideas for us. It's, essentially, a sex house."

Hermione's eyes widened. Draco stood from his chair and walked over to the cabinet. "Where would you like to go first, Granger? I was thinking we could try the room with all the domination stuff," he suggested as he leaned against the wood.

Suddenly, the cabinet seemed to spring to life. Draco gave a yelp as the doors parted and a large screen was pushed forward from the opening. "What is that?!" the pureblood demanded.

The Muggle-born looked at the screen in astonishment. "It's a TV screen," she answered as she approached it cautiously.

"I've never seen one like that," Snape said, looking at the screen with a bit of trepidation.

The screen was 60" and looked LCD. Hermione found the power button and turned it on. Draco backed further away from it, unsure. None of the purebloods had ever really seen anything like it. Well, Sirius had... once.

Hermione opened another door on the cabinet and found a DVD player. She turned that on and saw that a disk was already in it, so she hit play.

To the astonishment of Lucius, Draco, and Remus, a figure appeared on the screen. Well, honestly, they were all astonished, but for different reasons. The three purebloods were astonished because there was a person seemingly inside the screen. A very familiar person. To Sirius, Hermione, and Severus, it was only the person who astonished them.

Seeming to stare straight out at them was none other than Andromeda Tonks.