Chapter 36
The Morning After
Author's Note: Black Manor is NOT located at Grimmauld Place. Sirius and Amelia, and later with their family, lived in Black Manor since their marriage in the late summer of '78, several years before Walburga Black died. Sirius owns Grimmauld Place, but he doesn't go there. Kreacher moved to Black Manor when Walburga died. He and Sirius have a... mutual respected relationship. Kreacher has gone back to Grimmauld Place often, mostly to check on the Locket, which he hasn't told ANYONE about, not even his Master Sirius. And he won't until he is asked about it.
Warning: Nudity; Sexual Situation Involving Underage Characters (14+); Fem-Slash; Incest; Sex Toys (discussion of usage)
Friday, August 29th, 1994 – 6:35 AM – Girl!Harry
Harry awoke early the next morning to a beautiful sight. Hermione had her head buried in between Rose's legs and was currently feasting on the auburn witch's pussy. When Harry looked at Rose, she found her sister still fast asleep. Even then, she was emitting small whimpers of pleasure.
Harry leaned over to her sister and kissed her softly on the lips. Rose hummed against her lips and moved her own lips against Harry's. Harry licked her sister's lips, and Rose opened her mouth in response. Rose was now definitely awake. Harry slipped her tongue in and the two sisters began snogging. After about thirty seconds of kissing, Rose whimpered inside Harry's mouth, and Harry backed away. Rose was wide awake now. She whimpered audibly as an orgasm coursed through her body. Hermione made audible slurping noises as she drank from Rose's pussy.
Hermione backed away a few moments later, and sat on her haunches, her lips and chin shining with Rose's juices. Harry maneuvered herself on the bed and crawled over to Hermione. She lapped her tongue at her girlfriend's chin and lips, tasting her sister's sweetness, before kissing Hermione. Hermione hummed and returned the kiss; she licked at Harry's lips and Harry dutifully opened her mouth. Hermione slipped her tongue in and the couple kissed and snogged for nearly a minute.
"Mmm, good morning, you two," Rose said, "What a wonderful way to wake up."
Hermione backed away from Harry's lips. "I considered waking up Harry that way, but I thought she might be uncomfortable after last night. How do you feel, Harry?"
Harry did feel a bit of her discomfort in her groin and hips. This was likely due to the fact that, during the previous evening, she had a dildo ravaging her, as well as Hermione's hips hitting into her own each time she had entered her, and her crotch meeting Rose's – and the harness – each time she had descended while riding her. The morning-after pains, in other words.
"Like I had a really good time last night?" Harry asked, grinning; she sobered when Hermione smiled and rolled her eyes, "I do feel a bit of discomfort here..."
She motioned to her groin and hips.
"Not a surprise," Hermione said, "We felt the same thing too the morning after your birthday."
"The shag you gave us that morning when we woke up might have been too much as well," Rose said.
Harry winced, as she imagined how she would feel if she was shagged again while feeling the discomfort she was experiencing.
"Why didn't you tell me?" she asked.
"It was our choice to shag you that morning," Hermione said. "You weren't at fault. Okay, we need to take showers this morning, since we're going to Black Manor. We don't need to smell like sex."
"Too bad," Rose said, frowning, "I really wanted to wear my plug today."
"We might not be there all day," Hermione said, "Only until your mother returns from Hogwarts. I'd like to wear mine too, but we can when we get home. Besides, didn't we agree we didn't want to wear them all day starting out? We need to gradually train ourselves with them."
"True," Rose said, then grinned mischievously, "What about you, Harry? Will you wear yours when we come back?"
"I'll consider it," Harry said. "Though if you are planning on bum sex tonight, I want to be my normal self again."
"Well, of course!" Rose said, "We want you shagging our bums with your actual cock!"
"Who says you can't change back right before we have our fun?" Hermione asked.
Harry shrugged. "Like I said, I'll consider it. I figure visiting Black Manor will be another test. It will be more than just an hour with them, unlike last time."
"Well, you'll have to go my room to find an outfit for you.," Rose said, "I think your Irish bra and knicker set are in my room anyway, if you want to wear that again."
Harry nodded. Better than unpacking a bra and knickers set from her trunk when she had some readily available.
"Think you can manage a shower with your discomfort?" Rose asked, "Or do you want Mum to give you a potion before you take a shower?"
"Shower first," Harry said. "Might make me feel better anyway."
Hermione grinned mischievously. "How about we shower together?"
"I'm up for that!" Rose said, grinning.
Harry blushed and nodded in agreement. The three girls grabbed their nightgowns and made their way to the bathroom.
Several minutes later, as the water was lightly flowing over them, Hermione was leaning against the wall of the shower. Harry's mouth was cupped around Hermione's pussy and her tongue deep inside her folds. She was straddling Rose's face as her sister lay on the shower floor, exploring her depths with her tongue.
In their defense, they had been taking a shower, and washing each other, rubbing soapy washcloths over each other. That had lasted about five minutes, before Rose had 'accidentally' started washing Harry's pussy to make sure it was clean. Harry was still so sensitive that it had made her weak in the knees, and she had to kneel on the floor. Rose had taken this as an offer, and had maneuvered herself on the floor, then had pushed herself under Harry and started pleasuring her. Hermione had adjusted the shower so the water wouldn't drown Rose, then pulled Harry's face into her crotch, and that is how all the fun had started.
It abruptly ended about seven minutes later when Rose gave Harry an orgasm. Harry's body vibrated, and so did her tongue deep inside Hermione's pussy. Hermione cried out as her orgasm arrived. Harry drank from her girlfriend's pussy, as her sister drank from hers. After her orgasm had receded, Harry forced herself to move from Rose's face and stand up. Rose moved to her feet as well.
"Feel better, Harry?" Rose asked, grinning.
Harry leaned toward her sister and kissed her as an answer. Rose hummed and kissed her back, and opened her mouth. Harry plunged her tongue inside, and could taste her own sweet juices on her sister's tongue. Merlin, that was hot!
Only seconds later, they squeaked and backed away, as a bit of chilly water hit them both. Hermione had turned the knob to cold water for a brief few seconds, before returning it to the steamy hot water it had been.
Hermione grinned, when Harry and Rose playfully glared at her.
"What?" she asked, "You looked like you needed a cold shower."
Harry and Rose's answer was to tickle Hermione, which caused her to shriek laughter and lean back against the wall again. Harry leaned toward her and kissed her briefly, before backing away. Rose kissed her and backed away after a few moments too. Neither had let Hermione return the kiss.
"Minxes!" Hermione pouted, playfully.
"You were the one talking about a cold shower," Rose said. "Come on. We need to finish and go get dressed."
Harry and Hermione both grudgingly agreed, and continued their shower, mainly focusing on cleaning themselves. However, they all agreed silently that they had a very fun morning already.
Friday, August 29th, 1994 – 7:30 AM – Girl!Harry
Harry, Rose and Hermione made their way out of Rose's bedroom and headed downstairs. Harry was wearing her Irish green-and-gold bra and knicker set under a purple, flower-print shirt and skinny jeans that showed off her curves quite well. She had allowed Hermione to give her a bit of make-up again, this time with red lip gloss.
As she moved down the steps, she could feel that discomfort in her hips and groin again. She hoped her mother's Potion would help. Soon, they reached the dining room, and found James and Lily sitting at the table. James was already halfway through his breakfast, and was also reading the Daily Prophet.
"Good morning, girls," James said, smiling, as he set down the newspaper.
Harry bid him a good morning, and sat down in her usual chair. She winced at the pang of discomfort in her groin. Lily had noticed, judging by the look of concern on her face. Melina appeared and set plates of omelets, hash browns, and crumpets in front of each of the girls. There was also jugs of water, and orange juice on the table.
"Melina?" Lily asked, "Can you get me the Morning After Draught I prepared yesterday?"
"Yes, Lady Lily," Melina said,.then vanished.
She appeared a few moments later, and set a vial in front of Lily. Lily thanked her, and the elf vanished. Harry blushed as her mother slid the vial over to her.
"I noticed you wince when you sat down, Harry," she said, "Take that before you eat. You should gradually begin to feel better within an hour. Though I still advise you to remain in this form for a while."
Harry nodded. "That's alright. I decided I'm okay with spending a few hours in this form at Black Manor."
She uncorked the vial, put it to her lips and gulped the contents down. Unlike the potions and Draughts in Madam Pomfrey's Hospital Wing at Hogwarts, Lily's concoctions were sweet and nice on the palate.
"I have questions I want to ask on that topic," Lily said, "But we'll leave them for after your father leaves."
"How generous of you, dear," James said; then he smiled as he glanced at Harry, "That is quite the outfit you have on, Harry."
"Daddy, behave!" Rose said, "I wear it all the time. There's nothing wrong with it."
"I don't know," James said, grinning mischievously, "You're heading over to Black Manor, after all. Isn't Eli attracted to you in this form, Harry? He might not be able to help but admire you."
Harry blushed and cleared her throat. "Eli and I talked about his attraction, Daddy. We've come to an understanding."
"Well, alright then," James said, shrugging, looking a little too innocent.
"Anything interesting in the Daily Prophet?" Harry asked, hoping for a change of subject.
James grimaced at the newspaper. "Rita Skeeter decided she wanted to insult the Auror Department and the DMLE for the – and I quote – 'failure to respond to the Riots in a quick enough manner'."
"That hag!" Hermione exclaimed. "Your response was quick enough! Writing something like that after the trouble she caused with blaming the Bulgarians! How dare she?!"
Lily chuckled. "That was basically my response too."
"It is my fault," James sighed. "I may have warned her not to write about 'The-Twins-Who-Lived', as well as any of my family and friends. She's just looking for a way to insult me and Sirius, without making it look like she is. She made no mention of me, Sirius or Amelia by name. She just insulted the MLE and Auror Departments in general. She said that if we were quicker, we could have prevented all the deaths and destruction of property."
"You did the best you could, Daddy," Rose said, "Without you and the others there, it could have been far worse."
"Thank you, sweetheart," James said, smiling, "I am quite aware of that, and I know everyone who fought to defend the campers know that too. It is unfortunate so many died, but unfortunately it was inevitable due to the well-made plans Malfoy and his friends created. It was quite coordinated. But they're either rotting in the ground, or suffering in Azkaban now, just as they deserve. Anyway, Rita's also written complaints from people who said they want repayment for the damage to their property. For example..."
He picked up the newspaper, looked through the front page article and chuckled as he found something.
"Mundungus Fletcher said he lost a twelve-bedroomed tent with en-suite Jacuzzi," he continued, "But Dung is a sneak-thief. He couldn't afford that kind of tent unless he robbed Gringotts. That kind of tent generally costs more money than what you girls spent during your shopping trip yesterday!"
"Dung's always been like that," Harry said, "Remember when he took my picture when I was about eight or so? We were in Diagon Alley."
"I remember," James said. "Luckily I was there to stop him."
"What happened?" Hermione asked, glancing from James to Harry, "It seems like you have so many stories I don't know about, Harry!"
"I've had an eventful life," Harry said, shrugging.
"If I remember correctly, we were having some ice cream at Fortescue's," James said. "Dung surprised us by appearing from the middle of a crowd, and taking Harry's picture. I Summoned his camera, and arrested him for public disturbance. Turned out he had stolen the camera, filched it off of a Daily Prophet cameraman. He told me he was hoping to sell the picture to the Daily Prophet, so they'd hire him as a cameraman. He spent the next six months in Azkaban, because he couldn't pay the fine."
"I still believe he was actually being honest," Lily said. "Somewhat, I mean. We were always watchful when in Diagon Alley for cameramen and journalists. Someone in the Daily Prophet might have tried to con him into a job like that."
"Yeah, well, nobody ever came to his defense," James said.
"So then why would he have a complaint in the Daily Prophet?" Hermione asked, "If they betrayed him."
James snorted. "He likely doesn't remember that incident, even if it did send him to Azkaban. Likely one of hundreds of crimes he's done. Blame it on that, or maybe Azkaban took it from him. Anyway, he's always trying stuff like this. Every month or so, he spends a night in Holding, just because he likes the square meals he gets, and the conversation with the Rookie Aurors who guard the Cells."
"That is kind of sad," Hermione said, frowning.
James shrugged. "Doesn't seem to bother him. Well! I need to get to work if I'm going to be doing things before we head off to Hogwarts. Lily, please be at Amelia's office by nine. That is when we wish to leave."
"I'll take these three to Black Manor around eight-thirty or so and then head to the Ministry," Lily said.
"Remus will likely be there already," James said, "Girls, I want you to behave with him today. The Full Moon is on Sunday evening. You know how he gets around this time."
"We'll be good," Rose said.
Harry and Hermione nodded. James smiled, drank the last bit of juice then stood up. He kissed Lily, then walked over to Harry and Rose and kissed the top of their heads.
"Good luck with Professor Dumbledore, Daddy," Harry said.
"Thank you, sweetheart," James said, "We may just need it."
James left the dining room, leaving only Lily and the three girls there.
"Now that your father is gone," Lily said, "We need to have that conversation I alluded to. Given Harry's discomfort, I assume you went through your plans last night?"
"Yeah, Mum," Rose said, "She had a round with Hermione, then myself."
"Was her break clean?" Lily asked.
Harry blushed. She knew exactly what her mother meant. It occurred to her this was something her mother didn't want to mention in front of her father. So... is this what girl talk was? She realized she probably should get used to be participating in girl talks in the future. She would be occasionally rooming with five girls – three whom were her friends, and two loved to gossip. Then there were other girls, especially those in the Children of the Great Alliance - who might flock to her in this form once the awkwardness of it all was done.
"She felt the usual pain," Hermione said, "But didn't seem too bad. There was a bit of blood on the bed, but I cleaned it up. Wasn't too bad."
"Blood?" Harry asked.
"From your hymen, Harry," Hermione said, "Same thing happened with us. I cleaned it up that night too."
"It is natural, dear," Lily reassured her. "Just a natural part of becoming a woman."
Harry coughed. "I suppose so."
"How do you feel, by the way?" Lily asked. "The so-called morning-after pains, and what-not."
"It was uncomfortable when I first woke up," Harry said. "Then it wasn't so bad until I walked down the stairs. I was fine when taking a shower and getting dressed."
"You were moving a lot more in that area," Lily said, "It is normal after the first time. If you weren't going over to Black Manor, I'd be more worried. But I doubt you're going to get up to too much there that will agitate your groin. The Draught should help. Just no... strenuous activity."
"For example?" Harry asked.
"Dueling, for one," Lily said. "Quidditch for another."
Black Manor had a Quidditch Pitch similar to Potter Manor, and Harry and Rose had played Quidditch occasionally when they visited.
"Er... I don't think I want to play Quidditch in this form yet," Harry said.
"Yet?" Hermione and Rose asked in unison.
Harry shrugged. "Never say never, I suppose."
"I think you know what else I am talking about when I say 'strenuous activity'," Lily said.
Harry blushed, and so did Rose and Hermione.
"Yes, Mum," Harry said.
"Did last night scare you away from that kind of... event?" Lily asked, "Or will you be okay with it when it happens during the Experience?"
"It is like I told the girls," Harry said, "Doing things with them might be different than with another bloke. I won't know until I have to be with a bloke."
"True," Lily said. "Using a toy is a bit different from experiencing the real thing. It is like snowflakes. No – ah – penis is the same. Each experience with different boys will be different. Not just their size, but their skill levels too when it comes to intimacy."
Harry blushed when her mother mentioned the word 'penis', then coughed and took a sip of her juice so she wouldn't have to reply.
"Harry," Lily said, "I know, after your first time with a guy, you'll probably talk to Rose and Hermione... and perhaps Dora... about it, but I want you to write me and tell me about it too. Not the gory details. Just... how you feel about it. Okay?"
Harry blushed deeper and set her glass down; she nodded. "Okay. I promise."
"Thank you, Harry," Lily said.
Harry looked for a change of subject, and found one. "So what all will happen at Hogwarts today?"
"Well, we'll be talking to the Headmaster about everything we discussed at Lord Davis' Luncheon," Lily said. "We may discuss the Committee stuff, as well as you being a girl twice a week. Your father said Amelia has plans with Dora too. She'll be coming along with us. Stuff for her undercover role. Then I will be talking to Madam Pomfrey about the Contraceptive Draught. I already have one in my purse for her to check out, with Stasis and Cooling Charms, so it will be okay until I give it to her."
She paused and cleared her throat. "And we also have plans to talk to Professor Snape."
Harry, Rose and Hermione stared at her with wide, curious eyes.
"What are you meeting him about?" Harry asked.
"His behavior toward you three," Lily said, "Yes, even you, Hermione. Your parents can't be there, so we're doing this in their stead."
"Thank you, Lily," Hermione said, smiling.
"Don't mention it, my dear," Lily said, "I'm sure you already know we care for you as much as Harry does, so it is no problem. Besides, we've been meaning to talk to him, and now we have an opportunity."
Harry snorted. "Good luck. We've told you and Dad how he is with us."
"Yes," Lily said, "But you know my history with him."
"You were good friends with him until you and Daddy started dating," Rose said, "Snape didn't like that. He... he called you the 'M' word."
Harry and Rose had learned about this prior to going to Hogwarts, when James and Lily talked about the Hogwarts Professors. They had, in turn, told Hermione during first year.
"Yes," Lily said. "And it is Professor Snape dear. We may not like him much, but we must respect his titles."
Harry barely resisted emitting a very unladylike snort. She knew her mother probably hated saying that, given her history with him.
"Something you never told us though," Rose said, "How did your ruined relationship with him affect your time in the Experience?"
Lily sighed. "I never participated in the Experience with him. Actually... I was able to avoid all the Slytherins."
"You were never with them?" Harry asked, shocked, "How? I thought – well, Dora said it is inevitable that we'll have to be with the worst of the Slytherins."
Lily frowned. "That – that's a difficult story. Maybe I'll tell you sometime. But not now..."
"But wouldn't it help us during the Experience?" Rose asked.
Lily sighed. "It would, but... there are moral issues involved. Let me discuss it with your father. After all, he'll be at Hogwarts as security. I'll get back to you on that."
The look she gave them told them that conversation was over.
"Will you tell... Professor Snape about me being a girl twice a week?" Harry asked.
"He may already know, Harry," Lily said, "If he doesn't, he might know by Sunday night. I imagine Professor Dumbledore would tell all the staff during a meeting. After all, you'll be in class with many of them in this form."
"True," Harry muttered.
"Don't worry," Lily said, "We'll speak to him about you and the Slytherins concerning the Experience. We might be able to convince him to advise the Slytherins not to approach any of you, or your friends."
Harry snorted again. "Again... good luck with that."
Lily smiled. "Thanks, sweetheart. I know I'll need it."
All three girls could tell Lily wasn't thrilled with the prospect of meeting with Snape. So they ended the discussion right there. Harry then told her mother that she had written the letters to her friends about the Committee's sub-law and how it affected her. She had expected Melina to have given her letters of reply when serving breakfast, and she mentioned this to her mother.
"They may just be trying to process it, dear," Lily said, soothingly, "It doesn't mean it is anything bad."
"Yeah, your letters were sent out fairly late, Harry," Hermione said, "They might have wanted to sleep on their decision and write today. I'm sure you'll have several letters waiting for you when we come back."
Harry nodded and smiled, deciding she was probably right. The rest of the discussion over breakfast was generally innocent things. When it was a quarter-past-eight, the girls left the dining room with a promise they would be at the Floo soon. They – including Harry, after Hermione and Rose had reminded her to do so – retrieved their purses, placing a few essential things in them and made their way back downstairs to the sitting room where the Floo was. Lily was waiting for them there, with the bag of Floo Powder in hand. Rose volunteered to go first. Hermione then went second. She had visited Black Manor a few times during the summer and around Christmas, over the past couple of years.
"Wouldn't this be one of those 'strenuous activities' you mentioned at breakfast?" Harry asked, as Hermione vanished into the Floo.
"Are you feeling any discomfort?" Lily replied.
Harry shook her head. "Even going up and down the steps felt better."
"That is the Morning-After Draught working," Lily said, "You should be fine."
Harry nodded and took a handful of the green powder. She stepped into the harmless green flames.
"Black Manor!" Harry said, clearly.
Black Manor was a two-storied stone and brick manor, located in Kent. It had several acres surrounding it, and, among other things, had a Quidditch Pitch at the southern end. The entire property was hidden by several enchantments, the least of which was Muggle-Repelling Wards.
Harry landed and stumbled out of the Floo, into the Sitting Room of Black Manor. Rose and Hermione were there, as were Eli, Susan and a rather pale Remus. When they caught sight of Harry in her girl-form, she blushed, and waved and smiled in greeting.
"Dora wants me to practice in this form," she said, in her ready-made excuse, when Eli, Susan and Remus all seemed to silently wonder why she was in her girl form, "So even though I spent the whole day yesterday in this form, I thought I'd spend a few hours here doing the same."
Much better than telling them I am in this form because of morning-after pains resultant of a night of being shagged silly, Harry mused silently.
Lily appeared moments later, and stepped out of the Floo. The Black Family Head Elf, Kreacher, grumbled under his breath, snapped his fingers, and the soot from the Floo vanished from around the area.
"Kreacher welcomes the Potters and their friend to Black Manor," Kreacher said.
"Thank you, Kreacher," Harry said; Lily, Rose and Hermione thanked the elf as well.
"You may be excused, Kreacher," Eli said; even though Remus was the 'babysitter', Eli was technically the 'man of the house' when his parents were away from home.
Kreacher bowed, then vanished.
"Will you be alright watching three more teenagers today, Remus?" Lily asked. "We should be back in a few hours, so it won't be too long."
"Lily, I do not mind at all," Remus said, smiling softly. "I'm sure we'll all have fun. You go and give Albus a hard time with James, Sirius and Amelia."
Lily grinned. "We plan to, I do believe. On that note, I must be going now."
She hugged Harry and Rose, said farewell to everyone, then turned and proceeded to leave through another Floo trip to the Ministry of Magic.
"Will you all be alright without adult supervision?" Remus asked. "I was planning on resting for a little while. As you know, with the Full Moon approaching, I tire easily. So all I ask is that you behave and if I am not awake by lunchtime – or if the other adult return by then - please send an elf to wake me."
The teens acknowledged this, and Remus smiled then left the room. The five friends then sat down on the various chairs and couches. Harry set her purse with Rose and Hermione's, at their feet. She noticed Eli glancing at it with raised eyebrows.
"So you have a purse, Harry?" Eli asked, grinning, "It looks... nice?"
"Don't you poke fun, Elvendork!" Susan scolded him, "Behave or I'm not spending the night in your bedroom tonight."
Eli's eyes widened and nodded very quickly. Harry, Rose and Hermione snickered. It was quite obvious Eli very much enjoyed whatever he had been up to with Susan lately.
Susan smiled at Harry. "I think it is cute that you have a purse, Harry."
"Rose gave it to me," Harry shrugging, "She said I needed it for the shopping trip yesterday."
"Which you did," Rose pointed out.
"So you spent all day yesterday in this form?" Susan asked.
"Yeah," Harry said, nodding, "Mum took us shopping in Diagon Alley and Whimsic Alley. I believe I mentioned that vaguely in the letter I sent you last night."
"Vaguely, yes!" Susan said, "We want more details! Auntie Amelia's taking Eli and I to Diagon Alley on Saturday, and she even says we can go to Whimsic Alley. I want to hear all about it."
Harry looked at Rose and Hermione, and they all blushed pink. All three wondered what they should say and what they should omit – for example much of their adventures in Madame Amour's perhaps? Deciding to let Rose and Hermione handle that part of the conversation, Harry cleared her throat and began the tale. She started with yesterday morning, and having to endure getting make-up applied by Hermione.
Decided to end it there, since we know the story. I don't know how much they'll tell their friends. I'll figure it out. Anyway, we likely won't come back to Black Manor for at least two more chapters. James, Lily and Co. are headed to Hogwarts next chapter! They have their meeting with Dumbledore.
I am sure you're all curious about what Lily meant when she was discussing avoiding the Slytherins. We'll see something about it in a couple chapters or so.