Turned Tables

by Queen of Serpents

Chapter Seven: Not So Horrible

The Granger House loomed ahead. This community of Muggle houses were sickening. I couldn't believe I was a part of them now.

This just couldn't be true.

Just couldn't.

The car pulled over at the "garage" and I nearly slammed my head and my boobs into the back of the front passenger seat. Thank Merlin those Muggles actually thought of these things called "seat belts" as I was told they were.

There was a loud noise the nearly gave me a heart attack and the white wall in front of us began to move upward magically. I thought muggles had no magic. What was going on?

Once again the driver saw my puzzled expression and then explained, "I believe it is called a 'garage' door. Something called 'automatic.' See this here button?" he said showing me a gadget which had a button like thing inside it. "If you press it then the door goes up or down, opening and closing it. See that room there inside?" He said pointing at the room inside revealed by the opened door. "That's were the car stays."

My mouth had dropped. Muggles can do that?

Incredi--

I shook my head and stopped the thought trying to stop myself from being too amazed. Muggles made everything too hard and complicated.

The car pulled inside the garage and within moments the door closed and we were inside the dark. The driver turned the "engine" off and then opened the door to let me out. I didn't notice him staring at my boobs (my clothes were wet from jumping the pond making the clothing transparent) because my head was still thinking about the "garage" door.

Suddenly I noticed him give me a sidelong glance after pulling out my 13 shrunken suitcases and my 4 beauty-boxes. Thank Merlin for magic else my luggage would never have fit. My kitten took up most of the room. It's name was Mini-Dray after my beloved Draco. They have the same silver eyes and glorious hair.

I sighed just thinking about him, my body becoming hot and bothered. I justto fondle my boobs now just like Draco used to do. Plus the lusty stare the driver was giving me was making me tingle with desire.

"Hey Pans," he said in a voice he thought was sexy. "How about one more go? For old times sake?" he asked with a pouty lip.

I was too aroused to say no. Besides mother and father-- no scratch that--my ex-mother and father told me that it was my job as a woman to pleasure men so who was I say no?

I simply grabbed his hands, pulled him close, pressing my lips against his open mouth, and made his hands squeeze my boobs. It felt good--

Just as we were getting along fine, a blinding light came on and I stopped like a "deer caught in the headlights" (funny how literal it was) and stared openly at the intruders in the other car. The driver - Mikey? Or was it Donald? - still had his hands on my big boobs and was too scared/shocked to remove them.

The doors opened and out came Mr. and Mrs. Granger, my parents. I knew them because of the picture they sent me. Mrs. Granger -er mother- looked more like the mudblood -er Hermione that is, damn why is this so confusing? -- but Mr.. Granger looked like me. He the same blonde hair and face. Quite a handsome bloke, my father...

"Pansy!" Mrs. Granger, my mother, reprimanded. Her face was red and her brown hair (tame and curly, prettier than the ex-mudblood's) was flying in the air in a flattering way. They looked good to be my parents but why was she yelling at me?

"What in the Lord's name are you doing?" she snapped.

Father (how easily I said this) was looking disapprovingly at me. What happened? Why were they angry. My ex-father was always pleased when I groped a guy but why not this father of mine?

"I'm--I'm sorry ma'am," the driver - Harold was it? - stammered.

Suddenly, quick as a wink, he started the car and it disappeared in thin air.

The Grangers had a puzzled look on their face and Mr.. Granger, my father, looked outside to make sure no one saw anything. Soon, mother took my arm and took me inside the house using the little door at the wall with father following behind us.

The house was small and I was not at ease at all, missing my extravagant Manor but this house was cozy in a way.

"Listen dear," mother said, sitting me down in one of the sofas in the sitting room. Mother sat next to me while father excused himself and went to the kitchen.

"I know you are a grown young lady, eighteen and of age. I know that you can make decisions in life quite capably on your own and I don't know what the Parkinsons had taught you, but now that you shall be living with me, I don't want to see you with a boy under this roof unless your father and I approve of him. Perhaps you have a past history with the young man that had been out in the garage, but when doing something like it, it's better if you truly feel that you want the person in a loving way before acting up on your natural carnal instincts. Are you understanding dear?"

All this time, I honestly didn't know what she was on about, but the sweet maternal tone she took was make me think and wonder what have I missed in my life? Mother -- my ex mother that is -- never talked to me so sweetly...

"Okay, I'll make this simple. I'm not telling you that you can't have a boyfriend, but I just am advising you that before you give yourself to a man, you have to make sure that he's the one. That he will make you happy and you want to do this. I'd rather you do this AFTER you get married but since you are older... I'm just advising that you should wait for that special someone. Sex is a beautiful thing meant for two people who love each other dearly to act out their feelings, not something simply done out of the blue."

For the first time in my life, I actually heard those words. And she was right too. Well sort of. I would have to ponder this later. For now, her tone of voice was full of so much wisdom it just had to be right and I said, "I understand, mother."

"'Mum,' dear. You can simply call me mum."

I smiled at her, for the first time it was a real smile, not a smirk, not a scowl, but a real smile. "Okay mum."

"Now lets go and I'll show you your room, Pansy."

I beamed at her and for the first time it was naturally.

Really, these muggles aren't so horrible after all.

However they just made things so much more confusing and complicated. Honestly.

Author's Note: Hello folks. Sorry for the major delay. I don't have time to be writing the replies but thanks for each and every one of the many reviews you gave me. I promise next time I'll have them all and it won't take so long to update either. Happy New Year. Stay tuned for Draco and Hermione's pov next!

All Hail,

Queen of Serpents