Chapter 8
Harry turned towards the voice. He was shocked at what he saw she was wearing, or rather, not wearing. Leaning against the door frame in all her beautiful naked glory was Tonks. She had changed her appearance slightly. Her hair (while still her favored color of pink) was no longer short and spiky, but flowing long down her back like spun silk. She had perfect pert breasts and slight pink nipples. Her stomach was smooth and Harry could see she had a butterfly bellybutton ring. Her long smooth legs had a trimmed tuft of pink hair between them.
Harry stayed silent with his mouth hanging slightly open as she sauntered across the room.
'You didn't think I was going to let you get away with teasing me like that did you Harry?' Tonks asked in a heavy voice as she slipped into the other end of the huge Jacuzzi.
All thoughts of wanting to wait and take things slow flew from Harry's mind as he kept watching her. All he could think of was how it should be a sin for a woman to be as beautiful as the one across from him. 'Tonks' Harry whispered just loud enough for her to hear. 'You truly are a Nymph. I feel unworthy of even looking at such beauty.'
Tonks blushed as she slid up to her neck in the water. She slid right up to Harry and rubbed her hands across his chest and shoulders. 'You're not too bad your self Harry. You know, if anyone else would call me Nymph they would be nursing a black eye by now, but when you say it, I don't mind. It sounds rather nice coming from you.'
'I think your name is almost as beautiful as you are Nymph, and if you don't mind I will continue to call you that.' Harry said while wrapping his arms around her and pulling her close to him.
'You are the only one who could ever call me that Harry.' She pressed her whole body up against his and could feel his arousal pressing into her stomach, sending a tingle up her spine.
Harry could feel her pressed tight against him, could feel her breasts against his chest while his hands roamed over her back wanting to explore more. 'May I kiss you?' he whispered into her ear.
'You may, and you don't have to ask after this if you want to kiss me again.' Tonks said bringing her face around to his and looking into his eyes.
Harry leaned into her and took her lips with his. They were soft and slightly moist and it was the most wonderful experience his mouth had ever had the pleasure to have. He was clumsy at first but grew more confident after a few moments. Harry felt out along their link, and found Tonks was enjoying it as much as he was, but she wanted more. He was not quite sure what she wanted, and tried to let her know through the link in turn.
Tonks had kissed many boys but none had been like this. There was a spark here she had never felt before and she wanted to deepen the kiss. However, she wanted Harry to make the move, not wanting to push him in any way. She felt from the link that Harry was enjoying the chaste kiss they were sharing, and that he knew she wanted more but wasn't sure what to do. She decided she would have to give him a little hint and let him go from there.
Harry felt that Tonks knew he was unsure what to do and knew she didn't want to push him into doing something he wasn't ready for. That's when he felt her tongue slide across his lips. It was not demanding in anyway. It was soft and sweet, just a silent question. He opened his mouth and their tongues met.
They explored each others mouth for what seemed like hours till they broke apart for air. Tonks could feel his hardness still tight against her stomach, give a twitch. "I'll have to see if I can take care of that for him" She thought to herself
'WOW! Harry. Where did you learn to kiss like that? That was... amazing.' Tonks asked breathlessly.
'I felt what to do from you Tonks. I was able to sense what you were enjoying and not. I was trying to do whatever pleased you. And yes, it was truly amazing.' Harry said in a husky voice while looking into her bright blue eyes and ran a hand trough her long hair.
Tonks bit on her lower lip a bit before giving him a coy smile and saying. 'Now I want to please you Harry. May I touch you?'
'Only if I may touch you Nymph. Your pleasure is mine. I still don't want to go all the way until my birthday but I am sure there are other things we can do. If you want to please me Nymph, please show me how to please you.'
'That's a fair deal' Tonks said as she slid a hand down his chest and stomach to grip his throbbing hardness in her small, soft hand and began stroking slowly. "Well I could tell it was big when it was pressed against me but damn! He will never have to worry about morphing that, even if he ever needed an ego boost" she thought to herself. She heard a soft chuckle in her mind and Harry's voice say "Thanks Nymph. I always though it was rather nice myself. Ohhh... that feels good." Tonks stared at him wide eyed but continued stroking him. "Shhh, just feel Hun. Don't think, don't talk, all you have to do is feel. Then I'll teach you how to feel me" she thought to him and knew he had heard her when he closed his eyes, leaned his head back, and moaned softly. Tonks started speeding up her strokes.
Harry was in bliss. The hot bubbling water in the Jacuzzi was relaxing and pleasing enough, but with the soft hand pushing and pulling the skin along his shaft was a pleasure he never imagined anyone could feel. He couldn't stop the moans from escaping his throat and knew he was about to climax. He thought to her because it was easier then trying to get his voice to work at that moment. "Nymph... I'm... I'm gonna..." he was cut off by a thought from Tonks "Shhh, its okay." He didn't notice her slip below the surface of the churning water. Just when he was ready for his release the hand that had felt so good disappeared. He almost let out a moan of protest at the loss of contact till he felt something even more wonderful. Tonks' lips wrapped around his shaft and he felt himself buck into her mouth. Her lips and tongue felt amazing... beyond amazing. He felt himself bucking into her again, but couldn't stop himself. With a thought from Tonks letting him know this was what she wanted him to do, he lost any control he might have had. With a few more hard bucks he knew he could take no more. He tried to pull out just before but Tonks wouldn't let go of him. She took him in all the way to his hilt just as he spilled his load and she didn't let go until she had swallowed every last drop.
Harry, still breathing in ragged breaths, opened his eyes just as Tonks' head broke the surface of the water. She had on a smile that would have melted glaciers. Before Harry could even think he had grabbed her and pulled her into another deep kiss that held so much passion it made Tonks weak in the knees.
Harry could taste himself on her but didn't care at all. It wasn't a bad taste and if she was willing to do what she just did to him, the least he could do was kiss her. 'Damn Nymph.' Harry said breathlessly after he had broken the kiss. 'I had no idea anything could feel so good.'
'There are other things that feel just as good, if not even better, but like you said, those things have to wait.' Tonks said while turning in his arms and leaning back into him 'Now I'm going to show you some ways to please me.'
She took hold of his hands which had been resting on her stomach and brought them up to her breasts. With her hands over his, she showed him how she liked them gently kneaded and caressed. How she liked it when he softly rubbed her nipples between his thumbs and fingers. She felt free, to be open enough with someone to show them exactly what you like and don't like was something she had never had the courage to do before. Everything just seemed so right with Harry and all her inhibitions flew out the window. She let out a soft moan at the feeling spreading through her and leaned her head back over Harry's shoulder.
Harry was in heaven. Having Tonks control his hands, teaching him exactly how she liked to be touched, was an extraordinary experience for him. They were completely open to each other, their bodies and their minds. There were no walls they were hiding behind.
When Tonks put her head back onto his shoulder, he found his mouth right next to her ear. He found himself running his tongue along its edge and taking the lobe into his mouth, nibbling and sucking gently. Louder moans escaped Tonks' mouth as he trailed light kisses and his tongue down her neck and shoulder back up to her ear.
Tonks couldn't stop herself from gasping as the feeling of Harry's tongue on her skin. She guided one of his hands from her breast down to her entrance.
Moaning loudly, she showed him exactly how to use his fingers. She showed him how to gently rub the nub at the top and when she guided 2 of his fingers into her two of her own slipped in a well.
Tonks finely let go of Harry's hand and let him explore her body at his will, letting him know through their bond what she liked and didn't. It wasn't long until he had her at a climax. She threw her head back and screamed out 'OH MY GOD... HARRY!' Just as she reached her peek she heard his voice whisper into her ear 'I love you ... my nymph.' And at that moment, Tonks was the happiest woman on earth.
Tonks turned in his embrace, still slightly trembling in the aftermath of her climax. With a tear of happiness in her eye she beamed at him and said 'I love you too Harry, you just made me the happiest woman on earth.' And with that she pulled him into the most passionate kiss yet.
The next day Harry awoke feeling warm and content. He tried to move but there was a weight on his chest. He opened his eyes and found a mass of pink hair. He smiled to himself as he remembered the events of last night. He had told Tonks he loved her and she said the same in return. The whole thing had been such a magical moment for him. He had said the words before he even realized they even left his mouth, but knew as soon as they did he had meant them. After some more snogging they had gone to bed nude and he promised himself he would never sleep with clothes on again. He liked the feeling of her warm skin against his as they slept. Harry smiled as he thought about it.
Tonks woke up in a good mood, her head lying on Harry's chest. She remembered last night when he had told her he loved her right at the climax of her orgasm. It had been a magical moment. She sighed contently and rolled in her place to find Harry smiling back at her.
'Wotcher, Harry. Sleep well?'
'Better then I have in a long, long time Nymph. How about you? How did you sleep?' He said with a smile.
'Very well thanks. You make a nice pillow.' She smiled back and gave him a kiss good morning. 'I love you.'
'And I love you.' Harry said pulling her into another, deeper kiss.
Tonks laughed as she pulled away, she could tell he was starting to get aroused. 'Down boy, we have a lot to do today. It's time to get your wand.'
Harry had put on a pair of tight black leather pants, with matching Dragon hide boots. His shirt was made of a silvery material that seemed to change color depending on which way the light hit it. He had also had on a black dragon hide trench coat made by an Australian company called Drizabone he had found in the closet in his bedroom. He had fallen in love with the coat as soon as he saw it.
Tonks had on a faded pair of painted on Blue Jeans, thigh high heeled dragon hide boots. Her shirt was tie-dyed and had 420 on the back in green letters. Not wanting to wear robes she had thrown on a black cloak. She had shortened her hair again and changed it to a shocking green. When Harry had asked about the color she gave him a coy smile and told him it matched his eyes.
After getting dressed, and a quick breakfast brought to them by Dobby and Winky, they had Cayden and Nydia take them to a back room in the Leakey Cauldron. 'That is so much better than those damn port keys.' Harry said to his Phoenix when they appeared in a burst of fire and Tonks had to agree.
We shall wait here for you to return My Harry and My Lady. If you need us at any time, just think to us like you now can do with each other and we will come
Harry and Tonks agreed, thinking that if they were to walk up Diagon Alley with a pair of Phoenixes it would draw too much attention. So they said goodbye and made their way out of the little pub.
As they walked up Diagon Alley Harry noticed that the other people must not have recognized him because no one had tried to approach him. With the changes in his body, no longer short, skinny or needing glasses, he did look very different if you were not looking closely enough. Or they just looked too intimidating to approach; Tonks had told him she could sense the change in his magic. That it was literally rolling off of him in waves. Harry really couldn't tell the difference. He had yet to try any magic (being without a wand) and had not had a chance to concentrate on his core to see if it was different.
So holding hands and chatting lightly, they made their way to Ollivander's. When they entered Tonks took a seat in a chair by the door while Harry made his way to the counter. Looking around he realized that not much had changed in the old shop. A thick layer of dust was settled over everything, many wand boxes were scattered about and quite a few shelves were broken from wands gone wrong in the hands of first years.
Harry looked to a door he heard open off to the side of the shop, and saw a bright golden light spill forth from it. So bright in fact that he found himself shielding his eyes against it. When he heard the door close again he looked back to see Mr. Ollivander standing there.
'I see that you have developed the gift of true sight Mr. Potter. That is my work room where I make all my wands. All the raw magical material and some of the artifacts I have stored back there would be quite overwhelming for someone not trained to block it out.'
'Yeah, that was very intense Mr. Ollivander. Guess I will have to start training how to control that soon if I don't want to end up blind.' Harry said with a grin 'I guess Professor Dumbledore told you I was coming?'
'Yes, it is very unfortunate. That was a very powerful wand Mr. Potter. If you have the pieces I could try and restore it but it is a very difficult task and the wand will most likely not accept you again, but it is worth a try.'
'I can get them and send them to you if you want to try. No harm can come of it I guess.'
'Very well then, let us see about a replacement for you.' As the old wand maker looked among the boxes he kept talking to Harry. 'This is going to be even more difficult then last Mr. Potter. Your magic is vast. You have grown very powerful indeed. More powerful than even Dumbledore from what I can tell.' He came back holding a wand box and looked Harry in the eye. 'But the question is Mr. Potter, what will you do with that power?'
Harry, thinking about how creepy this guy was, was about to comment when he was cut off by Tonks who had stepped up beside him and put her hand on his shoulder. 'He will do the same as he always has Mr. Ollivander. Fight the dark arts, and win.'
'Ahh, Miss Tonks. Cherry, Phoenix feather and Unicorn hair. Twelve inches and stiff as a board, ideal for protection and defensive spells. A very special wand for a very special woman, I do hope nothing has happened to it.' Mr. Ollivander said when he saw her next to Harry.
'No sir, we're just here for Harry today. My wand is fine.' Tonks said levelly. Ollivander had always given her the creeps.
Mr. Ollivander eyes glassed over for a second as he looked at Tonks. 'What's this? Your power has grown also, though not nearly as much as Mr. Potter's here... ahh... I see you are now life bonded. Interesting, very interesting. You two shall be a force to be reckoned with.' He shook his head to clear his thoughts and turned back to Harry. 'Now, let's find you a wand, shall we?'
Over an hour later, the only thing they accomplished was a lot more damage to the wand makers shop. Every time Harry would try a wand it would burn, smash, break or totally destroy one thing or another. Harry was starting to lose hope that he would find a new wand and worried he would have to wait until Mr. Ollivander restored his old one, hoping of course that it would bond to him again.
'Mr. Potter, you are being difficult today, are you not? Well, we shall have to let your magic search for it itself now won't we?' When Harry just raised an eyebrow Mr. Ollivander said, 'Here is what I want you to do Mr. Potter. Close your eyes and concentrate on your magic. When you have found it, picture it spreading out from your body over everything in the shop, and then pull it back into yourself. If there is a wand in here that will choose you, it will come to you.'
Harry had looked at his magic before. Back in first and second year when magic was new to him he often searched for it. In his mind it was a softly shimmering orb of silver substance that pulsed lightly with the beat of his heart. When Harry looked for it this time he was met with an ocean. The magic power he now held was immense, it saturated him, filling every part of him, leaving no place untouched by it. He pictured it flowing from him, spreading out from across the little shop. It was like the surge of the tide, raw and powerful and it almost overwhelmed him. He had to fight with all his will to pull the magic back into him, but slowly he did. It was his magic and he would be damned if he was going to let it get away from him. When he pulled it back his knees were shaking and he slumped onto the floor.
To Tonks and Mr. Ollivander the sight was breathtaking. No sooner had Harry closed his eyes, a bright white wave of magical energy blasted out of him. Barely controlled raw magic covered everything. It flowed for about thirty seconds until it was pulled back into Harry, like watching a waterfall drop in reverse. When it was over Harry slumped down to the floor and what was laying in front of him was not a wand.
'Harry are you alright?' Tonks said in a worried voice while kneeling beside him.
'Yeah... I'm fine. Just not used to controlling that much power. But Damn! That was amazing.' Harry said while getting to his feet, not yet noticing what layed in front of him.
Tonks just gave him a smile and shook her head fondly 'You, prat! You scared the hell out of me'
'Well I didn't mean too. I just did what I was told.' Harry then turned to Mr. Ollivander who was staring at the floor. 'Well? Did it work?'
'I would say it did indeed Mr. Potter. Better then I could have ever dreamed.' He said with awe in his voice. He bent over to pick up something from the floor. It appeared to be a walking cane.
'What's that?' Harry and Tonks asked together
'This, Mr. Potter is a battle staff, the only one of its kind, made by Fairfax Ollivander, the founder of this shop. It was his life's work.'
Harry looked at the cane more closely. It was about three and a half feet long. On the top of it was the head of a lion about the size of his fist, made of a silver metal Harry had never seen before. The lion's eyes were closed as if to appear that it was sleeping. The body of it was made of a strange orange wood and had runes covering every inch of it. The end was caped in the same silver metal the lion's head was made of.
'It's beautiful, but it looks more like a cane then a staff.' Tonks said and Harry nodded his agreement.
'Looks can be deceiving Miss Tonks. But you are right, this is its cane form.' Ollivander said laying it down on the counter. 'The lion's head and end cap are made of mythril, a very rare magical metal. The body is made from a magical wood that is just as rare, Osage Orange. Its core is complex and we have not been able to reproduce it since. It combines a Phoenix feather, Dragon heart string, Unicorn hair and powered basilisk fang.'
'It said in the notes on its creation that it becomes almost sentient in the hands of its chosen, becoming an extension of that person. The staff can also recognize the intent of its owner when they cast a spell. For example, you could use a slicing charm with the intent to cut down an Oak tree and the staff will pull all the power it can from you that it would take to accomplish that task. Or you could use the same slicing charm to prune your herbology home work and it uses just enough power to do so. It is also indestructible.'
Mr. Ollivander picked up the cane and held it out for Harry to take. Harry reached out and grasped it in his hand. As soon as he touched it he felt the connection. He knew at that moment that this was HIS staff. A golden glow surrounded him as he felt the lion awaken. Its eyes flew open and a roar came from its jaws. As Harry looked at it in fascination it seemed to look him in the eyes. Harry was vaguely aware that it had one eye made of ruby and the other made of emerald. Instantly Harry knew everything there was to know about the staff. He knew it would serve only him and not take pity on anyone else trying to use it without permission. Harry concentrated on its staff form and watched in fascination as the cane became longer, thicker. It took less then a second for the cane to become a battle staff. It was six feet long. The lions head was gone but on one end of the staff was an eight inch spike made of emerald, held in a mythril lion's paw. The other end was identical but the spike was made of ruby. Spells from the ruby side were given extra power then needed when cast, Harry knew. With a thought he sent it back to cane form and the glow faded away.
Harry looked to Tonks who had her mouth hanging open and a look of total astonishment on her face. 'I think I'm gonna like this Nymph.' He beamed at her.
Tonks visibly shook herself and pulled Harry into a deep kiss. When she pulled back she beamed back at him and said 'That was incredible luv. You will never cease to amaze me.'
They both looked to Mr. Ollivander who was just getting up from the floor where he had fainted. He pulled himself together shook his head and looked at Harry. 'Well... Give it a wave.' He said with a smile.
Harry smiled back and waved the cane in a wide arc. Immediately the little shop underwent a drastic change. All the dust vanished; wands flew into boxes and to their place on shelves that were repairing themselves even as they watched. All the wood surfaces took on a polished shine. By the time Harry had finished the arc motion the old shop looked like the day it had opened.
Mr. Ollivander shook his head yet again 'Yes, I do think that will do Mr. Potter'
Twenty minutes later Harry and Tonks walked out of the wand shop laughing at the lion head on the cane. It seemed very curious as it looked at everything that was going on around the Alley. They decided to head for the Leakey Cauldron for lunch before doing some more shopping.
They where just heading by the entrance to Knockturn Alley when the lions head snapped around and gave a low growl.
'Well, well, well, if it isn't Potty. My, my, you have changed a bit haven't you?' said a drawling voice that would irritate Harry till the day he died.
Harry turned toward the voice, smirked a bit and said 'Hello, Malfoy'
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