Written 6-21-2011
Declaimer: This is fan fiction. That means I possibly own part of the plot, the snake, its eggs, and nothing else. That also means I do not own Harry and Co.
Warnings: A great deal of sexual stuff including but not necessarily limited to: masturbation, future bestiality with a snake, male Veela, slash of the male on male variety and heterosexual relations.
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Flashback- Late August
It had been a Saturday, and he had been running late for breakfast. He had shuffled into the shower to fortify himself, and take care of his teenage morning issue. He had been sufficiently muzzy headed after his dreams not to notice the changed shape and texture, but he had woken up quickly when it had started hissing about how good his hands felt. Instinctively he had jerked the possible threat away from his nether regions, and had stared in horror at his dick-less groin and the pit left in it from the snake's removal. He shoved his 'cock' back towards his crotch and was both relived that it reattached and dismayed that apparently he had been horribly, horribly pranked.
He had stumbled back to his bed, yanked the curtains closed, dropped his towel and examined the horror that had been inflicted upon him. The pinkish, gold eyed snake stared back up at him from its root just above his balls. It paled farther still, to what appeared to be a base white, as he lost the remainder of his morning wood. It made a confused sort of hiss, then giving up on him as a bad job appeared to go to sleep dangling between his legs. He sat abruptly, and wondered who'd he'd pissed off this week. He hoped this was not Voldemort's latest stunt. He winced at the thought of Riddle thinking about his nether regions.
"Harry!" Ginny jerked back his curtains, "You are going to miss breakfast entirely if you don't move it!" Harry had managed to jerk his blankets over just in time to avoid flashing her.
"Harry…" Ginny stared disapprovingly at him and his current state of nudity. "You've got to get dressed, we're going on a date after breakfast today, remember?" The sudden flux of hormones from his near flashing of Ginny caught the interest of the snake, and it peeked out from under the sheets at her.
"Harry, what is that!" she gasped out.
"It's a sex toy, Gin." He was mortified as his cock… snake thing eyed her up while avoiding his best efforts to hide it. He was very glad he'd come up with something so fast, even if that was mortifying in and of itself to say to his girlfriend.
"Really?" She seemed oddly interested in what kind of toy he'd been using. "What kind of things does it do? Does it respond to basic commands? Does it have self-cleaning charms?"
"Err…eh heh."
"Harry, as your girlfriend, if you refuse to tell me what it does, then you shall lend it to me so I can see for myself."
And that was that. After their date, he had rushed to the library to find spells suitable for a sex toy. When Ginny spoke in that tone, you did what she wanted. Even if it meant pulling off his disguised member, which strangely enough did not hurt, and letting her take it far out of sight and feel.
End Flashback
