Chapter 3
The short time that remained for the school year was full of more fantastic love-making sessions with his new Veela lovers. He got to spend time with them separately and together. With Fleur's help, he began training Gabrielle to take his cock in her mouth and deep throat him. She was nowhere near as good as her sister, but Harry could see the potential. He honestly liked Gabrielle much more than Fleur after getting to know her.
Fleur had no intentions of pursuing a continued relationship with him and told him point-blank she would date and be with other men but would want to keep encounters with him ongoing. Though annoyed at first, he shrugged it off; Gabrielle was head over heels for him and wanted only him.
He thought about this as he was on the Hogwarts express sharing a compartment with his two best friends.
"Oi Harry, you ok?" Asked Ron.
Fucking Ron, the bane of his current existence. Hermione was much more touchy-feely with him after the graveyard; much of the female population seemed highly interested in him since he returned. He wanted to test out how touchy-feely Hermione could be, and the voice now spoke to him during thoughts about any of the female population. It had especially been encouraging him towards Hermione.
"Harry, you've been a little off since, well, since you came back," said Hermione as she took his hand in hers as Fleur did just days ago. He felt a similar warmth from Hermione as he had felt from Fleur, Gabrielle, and Lady Voldemort.
He reassured them he was fine, but he longed just to get rid of Ron for the rest of the train ride and have his way with Hermione.
Patience, you will have her, but now is not the time.
'Are you ever going to explain who you are?'
Soon.
The Dursleys picked him up from Kings Cross; Dumbledore informed him that they were not yet aware someone was coming to retrieve him the following night, and he left it up to Harry to tell them.
"I won't be staying with you all this summer; it will just be tonight."
There was a silence in the car for a few moments before Vernon spoke.
"Then why did we even pick you up, boy?" He yelled out.
"The person who murdered my parents is back. For appearance's sake, I'm going with you, someone will pick me up tomorrow night, and you won't see me again. It will be like this until I'm 17. You pick me up. I stay one night, and then I'm out of your lives for good."
"That…that dark Lord is back?" Asked Petunia.
Harry was surprised to hear his aunt refer to Voldemort as a Dark Lord; she seemed to be the only one who understood the implications of this.
Deciding to leave out the fact that the dark Lord was now a dark lady, he simply said yes. The rest of the car ride was quiet; Vernon, once he got over the fact that he had to do this driving, was internally gleeful that they would be rid of their nephew.
Petunia, however, was in deep thought. Dudley said nothing, intent on ignoring Harry until he left.
The next day passed relatively quickly, and then the evening came.
"Well boy, where is your lot? They better not be planning to destroy my fireplace again!"
Harry frowned; he didn't know by whom or how he would get picked up.
"I'm sure they'll be here soon."
They heard a loud pop from outside their front door, followed by their doorbell ringing.
Harry sighed in relief; looks like it wasn't a Weasley who was picking him up.
He walked over to the door and opened it to find a beautiful busty pink-haired witch wearing a black cloak.
"Wotcher, Harry! I'm Tonks! Nymphadora Tonks, but you'll call me Tonks if you value your life!" She said as her hair briefly turned a shade of scarlet before then settling on purple instead of pink.
"Er, hi, umm, how are you doing that with your hair?" He asked.
"Ah, I'm a Metamorphmagus; I can change my appearance at will! Sometimes not so willingly, but you get the gist," she said as she changed her hair a few more colors before going back to pink and rearranging the shape of her nose.
"Get inside before someone sees you!" Yelled Petunia, who had just witnessed Tonks's shapeshifting abilities.
"Right, sorry, this is a Muggle neighborhood!"
Tonk walked in, lightly brushing up against Harry as she did.
Ah yes, another one to claim.
Vernon looked to be changing several shades of purple in his skin tone to match Tonks's hair but did his best to keep his mouth shut and be rid of his nephew.
"Got your things all packed, Harry?"
"I do, yea he said, motioning towards his luggage."
She wandlessly shrunk his luggage and handed it over to him.
"Keep these in your pocket, don't worry; they won't expand and rip your pants."
She chuckled, but the way she glanced him over after saying that let him know she would not mind if his pants were ripped off.
"Guess you'd be lucky if that happened," he said.
"Would I now, Mr. Potter?"
"That is enough of that; you lot need to be leaving now!" Yelled Vernon.
Petunia looked scandalized at the blatant flirting, while Dudley just looked with his mouth open.
"Prudes," said Tonks under her breath.
"Well, anyway, it's generally bad manners to apparate into someone's home, which is why I apparate to your front porch, but we can go directly from here, Harry," she said as she held out her arm, "you'll need to grab on so we can side along apparate you."
"Sure that's not an excuse for me to just grab you?" He said as he grabbed her arm.
She smirked, "oh, we're going to have a lot of fun," was the last thing the Dursleys heard before they popped away.
Soon Harry found himself standing on a dark and dreary street.
"Here, Harry read this," she said as she handed him a piece of parchment paper.
Harry looked at the paper, which revealed to him that the headquarters of the order of the Phoenix was located at Number 12 Grimmauld Place.
As soon as he finished reading the parchment, Numbers 11 and 13 separated, revealing House Number 12.
"Wow," he said, still amazed at everything Magic can do.
"Come on, Sirius wants to see you before leaving."
"Leave? Where is he going?"
They walked into the home, and unfortunately, Tonks tripped, opening up a curtain that had kept a portrait hidden.
"MUDBLOODS, FILTH, AND FREAKS! WHO ARE YOU TO TRESPASS ON THE HOME OF MY FOREFATHERS?!"
"Shut up, you old fucking hag!" cried Sirius Black, who walked down the hall and covered up the portrait with a wave of his wand.
"I see you met my Mother, Harry," said Sirius.
"Sirius!" He yelled. He ran over and hugged his godfather.
"Hey pup, I wish we could spend a little more time together, but Remus is trying to contact the other werewolves and hasn't checked in in a couple of days. I have to go make sure he's ok."
"Are we trying to make sure Voldemort doesn't recruit werewolves?" He asked.
"It's impossible to gain all of their trust; their leader, a nasty one named Fenrir Greyback, is a full-on Voldemort supporter. Many of them will follow Greyback blindly. Still, we need to try; Fudge is, unfortunately, useless, so we're taking on all of the work the Ministry should be doing."
They took some time to continue catching up before Sirius needed to go.
"Tonks will be babysitting you tonight, and the Weasley's will be here sometime tomorrow afternoon."
"Erm, the Rooms are all good, right? I wouldn't need to share with Ron?"
Sirius chuckled, "don't worry, there are plenty of Rooms set up; you can have your own."
Sirius looked over at Tonks, "I'm leaving him with you. Please look after him while I'm gone."
Tonks nodded, "just be back as soon as you can. Kingsley will blow a fuse if someone sees you."
Harry loved to see Sirius, and while he was worried about him, he couldn't help but be excited that there was no one else in the manor aside from him and Tonks.
I'm sure you know what to do, boy.
The two made their way over to the kitchen, where they had a small dinner and chatted.
"Tonks, are you able to learn how to be a Metamorphmagus?"
She looked at him with some sympathy, "fancy hiding that scar of yours? It does look a bit faded. Unfortunately, it isn't something you can learn; you're born with it."
"Well, I was thinking more along the lines of aging up a bit so you'd feel more comfortable about being attracted to me."
Tonks nearly choked on her food as he said this.
"Did I say something wrong?"
"What the hell makes you think I'm attracted to you to a punk kid like you?"
Harry smirked, feeling the pull from his magic and that it was reaching out to her the way it did with Fleur and Gabrielle.
"Maybe the way you can't seem to take your eyes off of me right now," he said, "you've also been giving me some looks you probably shouldn't be giving to an underage wizard ever since you picked me up from the Dursleys."
Tonks felt her face heat up as streaks of red started appearing in her pink hair. She quickly got that under control and stood up.
She gave him an evil smile, "Is that why you brought up my Metamorphmagus powers? Want to have your way with any woman you want tonight?"
She began shifting her features, "I saw the memory you gave Dumbledore of the graveyard. I saw how you looked at the Dark Lady," she said as she transformed into the beautiful Lady Voldemort. "Or maybe I could be Gwenog Kones, superstar of the Holyhead Harpies," she said, shifting into the famous and beautiful quidditch star.
"I could also take the form of my boss, Amelia Bones; I'm sure you'd love to bone her," she said as she changed into a sexy busty redhead.
Harry raised an eyebrow at that pun but said nothing until she changed back into her pink-haired form.
"Is this you?" he asked.
"Do you mean my base form?"
"No, I mean you. Is this pink-haired form the form that you are comfortable with?"
Tonks looked at him; several blokes tried saying they only wanted her in her base form as a way to appease her. Harry was the first to ask her who she was.
Before she could say anything, he got up and walked over and grabbed her hand.
"If this is you, who you want to be, then this is who I want to have my way with," he said, his voice full of desire.
He pulled her close and gave her a searing kiss, Tonks knew she should have stopped this, but she didn't want to.
Something was pulling her to him; she needed him; she needed to be his.
"Let's go upstairs," he said after breaking their kiss.
This time she took his head and led him up the stairs and into the room that was his. She sat him down at the edge of his bed and straddled him before starting to kiss him again; this time, she led with no inhibitions.
His hand ventured underneath her shirt, and with his fingers, he traced the back of her skin. She broke the kiss and took off her shirt, revealing a hot pink bra underneath that matched her hair. Harry kissed her neck and down to her cleavage as she began grinding on his lap. She moaned as he unclipped her bra and kissed and left small bites on her breasts.
Unable to hold herself back for much longer, she vanished the rost of their clothing, intent on having him start fucking her as soon as possible. Harry, however, had other plans.
He lifted her and placed her down on the bed on her stomach, and began kissing her back and shoulders.
"Harry, please," she said as he teased her.
He started kissing up her shoulders and up to her ears as his cock pressed against her legs.
"Patience, love, let me take care of you," he said to her.
He trailed, kissed down her back again, and then suddenly thought. He wandlessly cast a cleaning spell on her asshole and then went down to start rimming her.
She gasped as she felt his tongue sink into her from behind, never having felt this before. He pushed her ass up slightly as he licked her and slipped a finger underneath her into her vagina.
She moaned at this touch as he began applying some pressure to the top portion of her lips and continued to rim her.
She was soaking and wanted nothing more than to just fuck him; she wanted to ride him now.
Sensing the impatience coming from his new lover, Harry decided to have mercy and released her. She quickly got up, pushed him down on the bed, and mounted cowgirl style. She led his cock into her Vagina and slowly let it enter her.
She gasped as she felt the huge, throbbing meat stretch out her innards and slowly began moving rhythmically and let it fill her up.
Harry looked up at her as she rode him, and she looked back, "Fuck Harry, your cock is so big," she said, wincing as he was now pushing up against her.
"Your cunt is incredibly tight; it feels like you're a virgin," he said, remembering how Gabrielle felt when he first fucked her, yet this seemed even tighter.
"Perks of being a Metamorphagus; I like being opened up with a big cock, just never had one like yours," she said as she continued to ride him.
Slowly she picked up the pace, and the two panted and moaned until Tonks yelled, "oh fuck, Harry, I'm going to cum," she said as she moaned and let out a hard orgasm. Harry let her enjoy it and ride it out before pulling her down into a kiss. They kissed passionately with his cock still inside her and slowly continued to make love.
"You passed my test earlier, Harry, but that doesn't mean I don't want you to use my talents," she said in between kisses. She began changing form again and was the dark lady for a moment as they made love, then switched again to Gwenog Jones, then switched again as they continued to fuck and was now Fleur Delacour.
"Ever fucked a Veela, Harry?" said the Fluer doppleganger.
"I have, actually," he said with a smirk.
"You naughty fucking boy," said Tonks before she transformed over to Amelia Bones.
Harry grabbed her ass and guided her up and down his cock loving the feeling of seamlessly fucking all the virgin versions of all these different women.
Tonks happily bounced up and down on his cock as she now shifted to some of the younger and hotter teachers from Hogwarts. For a moment, he was fucking Professor Sinistra and then Professor Babbling, and finally, as he felt himself about to blow, Tonks once again switched to herself.
"I want you to finish inside of me, Harry," and he did just that as he moaned and pumped his hot cum into her.
Although he came and finished out an orgasm, Tonks was surprised to see he was still hard. "Well, hello, that's some staying power, Harry," she said as she got off him before licking his wet cock.
Harry moaned; giving and receiving oral was one of his favorite things; he wanted to immediately start fucking her mouth the way he did with Fluer but decided to see what Tonks would do.
It didn't take long for Tonks to start sucking on the tip of his cock while massaging his balls and then taking more and more of his cock into her mouth. She was expertly deep throating him, and he simply laid there, letting her pleasure him. She bobbed her head up and down and furiously around, giving him the most intense blowjob.
"Fuck do you not have a gag reflex?" he asked. Even Fleur had trouble keeping him down for a long time and had to breathe occasionally.
"Mmmm," she moaned out as a response. Harry decided to take that as a no.
He loved the blowjob, and as incredible as it felt, he missed the gagging noises Fluer would make. Perhaps blowjobs wouldn't be his thing with Tonks. He could feel himself on the verge of cumming again, but he knew cumming into her mouth wouldn't be as satisfactory as Fluer's or Gabrielle's. He pushed her back, got on top of her, and started fucking her missionary style.
"Oh fuck, fuck fuck, yes," she said at every thrust. Harry pounded away at her until he finally came again into the forever-tight virgin cunt.
He fell to her side and drifted off to sleep, not expecting the long night ahead of him.
