Welcome everyone to my very first story Black Madness. There will be some canon moments but most of it is strictly the result of my own twisted imagination set in the fun world of Harry Potter that JKR so kindly gifted us. There will be sex and violence but most of it will be suggested or referenced rather than actually described. This is a fem/fem story so if that kind of thing offends the please stop now. I have no idea how far I will go with this idea but it's fun for now and you guys seem to be enjoying it. Also as this my first attempt at writing anything I would appreciate kind or constructive reviews as they encourage me to continue and help me improve.
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Dylan the Rabbit. xx
BLACK MADNESS
The headmaster was not alone in admiring the entrance of Alice and her group. Several of the girls in the hall were staring openly at the sextet of giggling, scarlet coated hotties now tucking into their food and whispering to each other. In particular a certain large Slytherin tilted her head to one side and sighed thinking how good she would look in a kilt and sporran. Milicent Bulstrode, for the first time in her life, wanted more than anything to be a part of a group. She wanted in and she was going to do whatever was necessary to get there.
CHAPTER 14.
The Library, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. 13th January 1996.
From behind the stacks in the history section of the library Milicent Bulstrode was trying very hard to not be noticed as she attempted to listen to the conversation of the two girls at the table behind her and for someone of her size and presence this was not an easy task to accomplish. However she considered that it was a risk that she was willing to take if it gave her any insights into how she could insert herself into their group. She was all too aware of how the school viewed her with her well built, six foot tall frame and a glowering look that could freeze pretty much anyone in place until she released them from it's frosty power. That it was mostly an act for the benefit of not being picked on and that she was actually an extremely sweet and thoughtful young woman no-one not even her family had ever bothered to discover by spending time with or even talking to her. But there were unseen depths to Milicent only one of which was her intense attraction to cute, sporty girls and she really, really wanted to be seen differently at least by Alice Black and her little crew of sapphic sisters.
Ever since she had seen their entrance into the Great Hall after the Christmas break Milicent had been wracking her, not inconsiderable, brains as to how she could join up with these magnificent girls without incurring the wrath of her housemates, although at this point in time she was seriously considering just saying to hell with it, walking into their club room and pleading with them to let her join. The 'Social History And Gender Studies' club that Alice and her friends had formed this last week was quite obviously a front for a Hogwarts Lesbian society but the innocuous sounding name along with the fact that the Headmaster himself had endorsed it had kept most of the schoolyard bigotry at bay. Sadly Bones and Abbot weren't giving her anything useful at the moment, they were dicussing bloody herbology of all things. Oh well it looked like she was going to have to go with the direct route and consequences be damned. Milicent briefly closed her eyes and sighed, summoning her inner Gryffindor as she turned and sat opposite the two 'Puffs at their table, waiting for them to notice her she pointed at their club insignia and surprisingly softly said.
"So, Bones, Abbot. How do I get in?"
The Nott Residence. 15th January 1996.
The report about his daughter that he had just finished readng had both horrified and delighted Sirius Black in equal measure. It had angered him intensely that his pure blood baby girl, his princess had been farmed out to be raised by filthy muggles and then locked away in an insane asylum for teaching them the error of their ways in daring to raise a hand against her. The details of her escape had, of course, caused him huge amusement and the ingenuity that she had used and the sheer amount of bloody destruction that she had caused had him grinning like an idiot. Like mother, like daughter he mused. Then, however, he got to the part about her life in their world and his heart grew a little heavier. He could understand and even forgive her wanting to rebuild the family, even if it was with Bella's blood traitor sister and Greyback and his werewolves had always given him the creeps, so good riddance there. Even her terrifying slaughter of Lucius was forgiveable, the man was an utter arse and aside from his money was of no use to anyone. No what was unforgiveable both in his and his Lord's view was that she was blatantly and publicly hanging around with mudbloods, even going so far as to give them the Black family Aegis and proclaiming herself as a 'Witches Witch' for all to see.
He glaced over to his frowning wife, still reading her copy of the report and silently agreed with his Lord. The girl needed to be told the truth about these filthy animals she was cavorting with, she needed some discipline in her life and they were the one's who needed to give it to her. When the Easter holidays came, like it or not, Alicia would be having a very uncomfortable conversation with her parents.
Charms Classroom, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. 16th January 1996.
Alice looked around the room that they had commandeered for their club meetings and smiled warmly at the happy chattering group of fourth to sixth year girls assembled before her. Susan and Hanna had done an excellent job. All four houses were represented and from the reactions of some there were a couple of extremely surprising faces. Yes her recruiters had done a very good job indeed, she would have to think up some kind of specal reward for her pair of Hufflepuff hotties. Right now, however, it was time to get on with some club business. She picked up Dutchy, stood and moving to the front of the classroom crossed her ankles displaying one shapely leg and tapped a single dainty finger on the desk gaining the immediate attention and interest of the room full of hormonal, teenage witches.
"Okay. Welcome everyone to the second meeting of the Social History And Gender Studies Club, or SHAGS for short." She paused for the giggling to die down while smirking at an unamused looking Hermione. "Now then firstly I must say a big thank-you to Susie and Hanna for their efforts to increase our membership. Good job ladies you may each take a cookie and stroke my rabbit." More giggles. "I thought we'd begin with some introductions, so I'll start and then we'll work around the room. Okay?" The rapt girls all nodded. "Very well. My name is Alice Black and I am your Club President and founder member of SHAGS. I like long walks on the beach and bunnies and rainbows and I am especially fond of fucking my girlfriend. Next."
"Thank-you for that lovely introduction Alice. I'm Ginny Weasley and I'm lucky enough to be the aforementioned girlfriend that she enjoys fucking."
"For God's sake Ginny. Ahem. Hermione Granger. Fifth year Gryffindor, Second year lesbian and third founder member of SHA ... SH ... this club."
"La la la. Hmm? Oh me? Hello. Luna Lovegood, you can all call me Lulu and I'm Sexy's girlfriend." She indicated a blushing, grumbling Hermione. "Wait a minute. Second year lesbian. Who were you with last year?" More mumbling from the bushy haired one. "Fleur Delacour! Wow no wonder you're so good with your tongue."
"Moving on. I'm Susan Bones and I've met most of you already."
"Hannah Abbot. Ditto."
"Katie Bell. Gryffindor, chaser, lady lover."
"Angelina Johnson. Gryffindor, chaser, Katie lover." The dark girl smirked at her girlfriend and winked.
"Alicia Spinnet. Another Gryff, another chaser and ... currently single although not for long I hope." Milicent felt a lightly calloused hand stroke her bum before gving it a good squeeze.
"Eeeek! Um. I mean. Bultrode ... Milicent ... Hi." The now bright red girl stammered out to the utter shock of most in the room.
"He he, nice one Milly. Hi I'm Davis, Tracey that is. Yes I'm a snake. No I'm not evil."
"Hello everyone I'm Sally Smythe, a muggleborn Hufflepuff and another lonely traveller on life's winding road looking for my one true love." There was a chorus of sighs as the incredibly cute blonde finished her introduction.
"Su Li. Short and sweet." She frowned at the laughter that followed. "Well I am."
"Marietta Edgecombe. I'm here looking for fun and excitement and because my girlfriend told me I had to come." She looked accusingly at Tracey.
As she finished all heads turned to the last girl in line and waited expentantly for her to start.
Hello. Um. I'm not sure why I'm here, except that I think. Um. I might be ... that is to say ... I think I'm ... gay. Oh. Cho Chang by the way."
"The way you've been staring at blondie over there I'd say, definitely gay. Lovely accent by the way hen" Alice smiled at the blushing Ravenclaw seeker and continued. "Right then introductions over let's get down to it. Who here believes Harry Potter about Mouldy Shorts being back."
"That's right love, ease them into it." Ginny snickered.
Black Manor, Suffolk. 20th January 1996.
Breakfast was a quiet affair this morning as Emma, Andromeda and Narcissa were the only ones currently at the table and none of the three were exactly chatty in the mornings that, however, was about to change as Xenophilius Lovegood came bouncing into the room just ahead of the slightly more sedate and less exciteable Dan and Ted.
"The owls have arrived ladies. Mail, mail, mail for everyone!" And sure enough in his wake came three tired looking Howarts owls fluttering about to find their targets before hunting for tidbits amongst the breakfast things. Andi and Cissy through long years of practice quickly grabbed their owls and recovered their letters while Dan had to chase his feathered message carrier up and down the table for a while before finally cornering it in front of the sausage platter. Glancing at the names he handed Xeno the letter from Luna and sat down to read his own.
"Oooph. Well hello love, take a seat why don't you." He chuckled as his wife dropped into his lap to read it with him.
"Shut up and open the letter, idiot. Well what does she say?"
"Hermione and Luna send their love and they say that they need more uniforms for the other girls in the SHAGS club. It's apparently what they're calling their little group at school. SHAGS. He he he."
"I don't think it's quite so little anymore, Alice says that they're going to need another nine unifoms so we'd better get sewing. Cissy dear do you recognise any of these names?"
"A few, let's see. Davis of course, Chang and oh Bulstrode. I can't imagine her parents are going to take this well. We had better make a couple of extras for the Greengrass girls as well, I'm sure that they will be wanting to get involved sooner or later, you know how Alice tends to rub off on people." She smirked at her sister. "So to speak."
"They want us to find some operation manuals for the tanks as well. A job for my father I think." Said Dan. "Actually I wonder if we could persuade him to give them some personal instruction when they come home for the holidays, although you should probably ask him Em he can never seem to refuse you anything." Dan Granger smiled at the thought of his dear old dad the ex Hussars Drill Instructor trying to teach Alice and Luna, well, anything really. "Hey Ted, maybe we could even sit in as it seems there's going to be a tank going spare." The two men grinned at each other and exchanged a high five.
"Panzer Vor!"
The three women looked at each other and rolled their eyes trying not to smile at their antics. Boys and their toys.
Headmaster's Office, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. 24th January 1996.
Severus Snape was trying not to look too bored as the headmaster droned on about Potter and the Longbottom boy's new found friendship and how good it was for the cause. Together in adversity and bonded by their parents and blah, blah, blah. He preferred to spend the time thinking about his newest favourite student and the plaudits that it would undoubtably bring him when she aced her potions NEWT this summer a full two years early. Their tuition sessions had been a revelation for him and he had never thought that he would be so invested in any student's exam results, let alone a child of the hated Sirius Black, but she had shown him that she was insanely capable of receving the very highest of marks. Of course in order for her to do that she would have to be alive and if her parents or the Dark Lord's mood of late was any indication then she would have to be both subtle and carefull. He snorted in amusement at the thought that Alice Black could even begin to comprehend the concept of subtle when it came to ... what was it that she called him? ... Ah yes. Mouldy Shorts. Shocking and highly irreverent, obviously, but also extremely amusing. He gave another snort.
"Something to add Severus?" The old man was asking him.
"Oh no headmaster. I was just thinking I'll have to borrow your pensieve for when Lady Black meets the parents at Easter, I believe it will be a memory that I will want to see again and again. I do hope she gets that wierd little elf of hers, Kreacher I think it is, to take pictures, apparently his slide shows are just marvellous."
The Great Hall, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. 4th February 1996.
Most of the now seventeen members of SHAGS were happily chattering amongst themselves about the upcoming Valentine's Day celebrations at the ever accomodating Hufflepuffs' table at Dinner with only three notable exceptions. Su Li, Marietta and of course Hermione were each reading one the operations manuals that Dan had sent them to get started on in preparation for their tank training due to take place at Black Manor in a couple of months. They all had copies as they would all have to know the basics of every job in every vehicle but only those three thought it necessary to do their reading at meal times. Alice smiled to herself as she gazed upon her tight knit group of scarlet uniformed girls thinking to herself how easilly they had taken to the idea of crewing fifty ton muggle war machines with the intention of blowing Mouldy's arse right back to the stone age. Naturally some were more enthusiastic than others, Milicent, for example, had proved to be a fantastic find. The large Slytherin had shown herself a capable and intelligent witch, a good and loyal friend and if Alicia Spinnet was to be believed an absolute tiger in the sack.
They were fast becoming an army and would soon be capable of taking on the Dark Tosser and hitting him where it hurt. Right in the balls. With a fifty six millimetre tank shell. It couldn't come soon enough for Alice. She hadn't killed anybody in over a month and was starting to get antsy, although it helped that Ginny was now helping to relieve her pent up tension with a quite staggering amount of sex. The smile on her face became wider as she thought about her red headed girlfriend and her awesome, newly discovered passion for perversion. Ginny had even recently suggested that they get a 'pet', some willing submissive that they could put a collar on and lead around on a leash, to care for and 'play with' when the mood took them. Now wouldn't that be the perfect Valentine's gift for her girl. She have to keep an eye out for someone suitable, perhaps one of the Patil twins, it was always the quiet, well behaved ones that were the screamers in the bedroom. Just look at Hermione.
Alice black cocked her head and grinned at the dark, studious Padma sitting on her own at the Ravenclaw table, a wicked plan forming in her warped mind. Look out Paddy love, here come the twisted twosome to make your day you lucky, lucky girl.
At the next table the 'lucky girl' in question shivered as though someone had walked across her grave and then blushed furiously as she looked up into the gorgeous, smiling face of Alice Black gazing right at her before ... Oh my God she just winked at me ... Oh no she was going to have to change her underwear. Again.
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