Chapter 16: Birthday Party

"Alright, let's get your school supplies before we head back," Sirius announced as he patted his godson on the back.

"Yea, totally forgot about that," Harry answered as he took out from his pocket the list that of the school supplies he would need for the upcoming year. One item on the list that perplexed him was a Dress Robe. Harry had no idea why he needed that, or what a Dress robe even was, but Sirius did say he knew where to get one.

"Alright let's get going," Sirius said, "we are running out of time."

The first stop the their small group stopped at was Eeylops Owl Emporium, there they got treats for Hedwig which was well deserved, new toys for her to play with, cleaning supplies for her talons, becks, and feathers, plus a new bird stand.

Next it was to Scribbulus Writing Implements where they got all the quills, ink, and parchments he would need for the school year. Turning the quills in his hands Harry lamented about the fact that the wizarding world didn't have the much easier to use writing utensils of pen and paper. Pausing Hary wondered why he couldn't invest into that, he would be making himself a pretty penny and would make his school life much easier. Storing that thought for later, Harry set it aside and carried on with his shopping. He could put more time into it latter.

After that it was to Slug & Jiggers Apothecary where Harry got all the magical ingredients he would need. As the shop owner was passing him his packaged items, Harry's stomach turned as he thought of where the ingredients had come from. It was a sad reality that the wizarding world was built on the enslavement and slaughter of other magical creatures and it was not something that could be broken easily at all.

Following that, it was to Wiseacre's Wizarding Equipment where they got all the implements and tools of the day. Mostly though they were getting equipment that was needed for astronomy class whether that me telescopes, star charts, or globes.

After that they went to Potage's Cauldron Shop where they got Harry a new cauldron, flasks, and other potion supplies.

Later it was to Omar's Wand World a shop that sold wand accessories and supplies; there Harry got a wand holster, and some cleaning supplies to keep his trusty wand in pristine shape.

Subsequently, it was to Quality Quidditch Supplies where Harry got all the broom supplies he would need to keep his firebolt in tip-top shape.

Then it was to Zwentibold's Shimmering Sorcery a store that sold strange, and unusual items there they picked up another mysterious package this time from Mrs. Tonks. After that it was to Pilliwinkle's Playthings which was a store specialising in wizarding golems, puppets, and automaton there they picked up their third mysterious package and this one from Tonks. Finally, it was to Concordia and Plunkett Musical Instruments which as its name said sold musical instruments and there they picked up Lupin's package.

Afterwards they made their way to Twilfitt and Tattings a more upscale wizarding clothing shop than Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions. There they got the Dress Robes that was listed on the shopping roll which was a basically a formal wear robe, Sirius picked up a fine black colored Dress Robe with a green lining that matched his eyes well which was made of Acromantula silk and had temperature charm and a cleaning charm placed on it. There they also got fine, flowing robes made of Lethifold and winter cloaks made of Wampus cat fur.

Following that, Sirius lead them to a shop called Incognito Wizardwear this shop sold muggle clothing that for once wasn't strange or out of fashion long ago. There Harry was able to buy clothing that fit him for once and wasn't clearly hand-me-down.

In addition to all that they went to Knockturn Alley where they came up to a shop called Markus Scarrs Indelible Tattoos besides their usual services of magical tattoos they also did ear piercing. There Harry was able to get both his ears pierced in a quick and painless process, and he was finally able to put on the earing that he bought.

Then their little group made a pit stop at Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour where they got the well-deserved break they needed and something into their stomach.

Last but not least was Flourish and Blotts where they got all the books required for the new term. They also made a stop at a shop called Obscurus Books which held a collection of tomes that weren't sold to the usual marked. There Harry had a great picking of subjects he never came across or for that matter heard about.

However, it was here doing this store that they ran into two people they did not expect to run into at all.

"H-harry," a sweet, lovely voice called out to him.

Turning around to face the speaker, Harry saw that it was Susan Bones a Hufflepuff student from the same year as him. She was a cute, pretty witch with straight blonde hair, chestnut colored eyes, and smooth creamy skin. She stood at a good 5 foot 7 inches with a bust the same size of Tonks, D-cup with plenty of room to grow. She has an oval shaped face, a small dainty nose, adorable dimples, rosebud lips, and a developing athletic figure.

All in all, she was a glorious, and lovely witch which Harry very much approved of her looks and character.

"Hey, Susan," Harry greeted her back as tried not to think of anything else but their conversation.

"Hello to you too. I don't want to be awkward or anything," she began with as she looked downward, "but I just saw you, and I just wanted to say hi."

"Oh no, don't be embarrassed. I really appreciate it that you went out of your way to greet little old me. I am surprised you even notice me."

"How couldn't I," she said as she blushed, "your Harry Potter."

Was the hero worship he detected from her tone, playing it off, Harry replied. "So What? You are Susan Bones, the most cutest girl in our year."

Going bright red all the way to her ears, Harry barely heard her whisper, "You really think so."

Placing his hands on her fidgeting fingers, Harry rested his other hand below her chin and brought up her profile until they were face to face. "I do not think so," Harry said in a husky voice, "I know so."

Looking at him with that lovely face of hers, and that starry-eyed look in her face. He heard her reply with, "You have really grown over the summer, you're very tall, muscular, and... and..."

"And handsome," Harry finished for her with a grin on his lips. He had to say if his new looks were having that effect on women then it really wasn't so bad as he first thought.

"Yes," she replied trying to hide her face again but Harry held her strongly in place.

"Don't you think we make a wonderful couple, you and me? One so adorable as you and one as handsome as me."

Squeaking out loud, Harry thought she would run from him right then and there, however, he heard someone call out from the crowd in the bookstore.

"Susan!"

Then he heard another voice he knew very well call out, "Harry!"

Letting go of her, Harry saw Sirius in his polyjuice form and a woman that shared similar features with Susan make their way over. "It seems like our respected guardians are here. Well let's catch up at Hogwarts," Harry said.

"Okay," Susan responded, and he could have sworn he noticed a hint of disappointment.

Seeing her off and go with her guardian, Sirius made his way to him among the crowd and also watched the back of the two women.

Taking a closer look at his face, Harry saw a look of longing and pain on his expression. "Do you know that woman?" Harry asked.

"Yeah," Sirius replied, "she is the one I let slip away."

"No way, she was your fiancee, Susan's guardian?!"

"Yep," Sirius said, "her name is Amelia Bones. I heard she is Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement."

"Dang," Harry uttered, having nothing else to say.

With that short run in, their shopping spree came to a close as endless shopping bags piled on top of the house-elves and their pockets a bit more empty.

Coming up to the Leaky Cauldron, Sirius and Harry bid farewell to the House-elves and would meet them back at their home. Then Sirius cast a spell on the fairies making them unnoticeable to all the muggles. With that, they walked out into the busy London streets of Great Britain and made it back to the alley they apparated in.

Grabbing Sirius's hand and the fairies holding on to his hair disappeared from the alleyway and almost instantly appeared in 12 Grimmauld Place.

Letting go of his godfather's arm, both of them and the tiny little fairies waked up to the old ancestral home of the Blacks. Pausing at the door, Sirius turned to face Harry and with a raised eyebrow and uttered, "Don't forget that surprised look, okay!"

"Yea, yea, I got it," Harry said as he waved off the man's concerns. "Now can you please open the door? Let's get this party on the room."

"Alright," Sirius said as he waved his hand over the door which magically opened by itself.

Entering the darkened hallway, Harry and Sirius dropped all their shopping bags on to the floor and stepped deeper into the house.

Taking a left into the living room, Sirius waved his hand at the fireplace to which it quickly came to life and lit up the room. Jumping out of behind the furnitures Mrs. Tonks, Lupin, and Tonks as well yelled, "SUPRISE!" as balloons took to the air and decorations light up in different shades.

Putting on his best surprised expression as he placed his hand on his heart, Harry voiced, "Wow, you guys. You all had me jumping out of my boots. Wow, you did all this for me?!"

Walking over to him, Tonks was the first to make her way over and playfully punched him in the shoulder. "Come on, we all know that you weren't surprised."

"Well, if anything your party dress had me fluttering, "Harry playfully remarked as he racked his eyes over the elegant black sateen laced up dress that showed a lot of legs and emphasize all her hips and curves.

Blushing, Tonks surprised him when she replied back, "Thanks!"

Harry smiled up at the witch when he heard her shocking answer, maybe he truly was breaking into her. Over the past couple of days, he had kept up his end of the bargain and has been ambushing her all over the house, and showering her with hot, steamy kisses. No matter how much she resisted there was no denying that she was enjoying their passionate snogging sessions and she has been making it easier for them to wound up in dark, secluded sections of the house.

Now if only they could move up from that stage and go on into much better things, things like poping his cheery.

Before Harry could say any thing else to Tonks, both Lupin who was dressed in a form fitting suit and Mrs. Tonks who was wearing a simple summer dress came up to them.

"You need to work on your surprise face," Lupin was first to remark as he grinned up his best mates son.

"That is what I told him as well," Sirius mentioned.

Ignoring both men, Mrs. Tonks grabbed his hands and voiced, "You can go upstairs, dear, and put on your party wear, I have put it on your bed."

"Thanks, Aunt Dromeda," Harry said as he nodded to the older witch.

Not letting go of his hands, Mrs. Tonks narrowed her eyes at a position not near his eyes. "Is that an earring?" Mrs. Tonks asked.

Not giving him a chance to answer, the older witch grabbed his face and turned his head around to get a closer look. Taking a sharp intake of breath was her worst fears were confirmed, Mrs. Tonks let go of him at once and turned her attention to his godfather.

"It was you, who got his ears pierced, huh?" the older witch asked in an accusatory tone, though it was clear he already knew it was him.

"I think it cool," Tonks mentioned, but her mother ignored her and continued to face down her wayward cousin.

"What?" Sirius asked with a shrug, "what's wrong with it? You heard your daughter, she thinks it is cool and so will all the girls at Hogwarts."

"Ooh?" Mrs. Tonks asked innocently, "will you next get his nose pierced then his perfectly natural hair dyed?"

Not noticing that he was walking on thin ice, Sirius nonchalant answered, "There is nothing wrong with getting your hair dyed, it is perfectly well for kids his age to try new things out. And if he wants to get his nose pierced, I will support him."

Lossing her top when she heard the wizard's casual response, Harry found it to be the perfect moment to run up to his room and distance himself far, far away from the confrontation. The only things he heard as he took the stairs two, and three at a time, was Mrs. Tonks shouting, "This is why you should never be given charge of a child's care! You are too irresponsible..."

Coming up to his room, Harry opened it and closed it behind himself with a loud bang and took in deep breaths to calm his racing his heart from the short excursion.

Suddenly speaking up, a tiny, gloomy voice asked, "Do you wizards and witches always fight each other? Is that like normal for you guys?"

Nearly jumping right out of his boots, Harry looked down and say that the fairies followed him up to his bedroom. You could always miss them with their silent beating butterfly wings that shined in the light, and their tiny stature that was near-human enough except for the pointy ears and their ethereal beauty.

"No," Harry answered trying not to point wizarding kind in a bad light though he knew not why since he barely counts himself as one during the best of times. Still doing so, Harry found himself trying to explain, "When two people care for each other they might sometimes argue over some matter but that does not mean they do not love each other."

"You kind is a very strange lot," Bravegrass voiced as she rubbed at her tiny cute chin.

"Yes, yes we are," Harry agreed. "Now," Harry said as he swung the door open, "if you could step out for a moment while I dress up, that would be most appreciated."

"Can't you magically change your clothes, sir?" Fluttershy asked in a low tone barely heard.

"I don't follow," Harry said as he looked down at them in confusion.

"She means like this," Twistyweb answered as she pointed towards he dress and it magically changed into a new one.

"No, I do not think so," Harry said, if he had to guess that was wandless magic.

"But don't you have a wand?" Bravegrass asked incredulously.

Looking down at his wand in his holster, Harry didn't know why but he felt slightly ashamed of inadequacy. "I guess that is just the way it is," Harry could only give in answer.

"Wow, I feel so bad for you," Twistyweb uttered though there really wasn't any change in her expression.

"Why don't we teach him," Fluttershy squeaked out.

"Yea, that is a good idea," Bravegrass said with a nod," he is after all our host, and I do feel bad for him being so weak."

Harry wanted to shout that he was right here and could clearly hear them no matter how tiny their voices were but he didn't know what to say that wouldn't make him more ashamed of himself.

All he could do was, "Alright, please leave, let's take this up another day."

This time flying away without any more arguments or embarrassing questions, Harry was left alone inside his room with his party clothing laid out before him. Sighing, Harry walked over to his bed and picked up his clothing and started to put it on.

Walking back down to the party that hasn't even begin, Harry saw that it was a gloomy mess.

"What's wrong?" Harry called out as he saw that milling about.

"We're sorry pup," Sirius proclaimed as e made his way over.

"What are you sorry for?" Harry asked.

"We know that you are mad that Sirius and I have been arguing deary," Mrs. Tonks answered as she had an apologetic look.

"And what makes you say that?" Harry asked with a raised eyebrow. This was really out of the ball park for him.

"We heard you slamming your door," Lupin answered, "and that is when we realized that you were even gone."

"Okay, okay, slow your horses," Harry said as he held out his hands. " I don't know how you got it into your heads me slamming the door closed and me being mad at you, but I ain't."

"But..." Sirius said.

"Look, the both of you arguing over what's best for me only shows that you care, okay. I would never be mad or angry at the two of you."

"Are you sure, pup," Sirius asked.

"Yep."

"I always took the slamming of doors to mean that you are angry," Mrs. Tonks mentioned.

"Yep, that would be me," Tonks pointed to herself.

"Okay, can we get this party on the road or what?" Harry asked since he was overdo for one like right now.

"Alright," Sirius called out to everyone, "its time for the fireworks!"

"Yea!" everyone shouted as they made their way outside to the backyard of the house. There the house-elves laid out the fireworks in a neat and orderly fashion, you really would only need to light up the explosives and that is it.

"Who would do the honors?" Sirius asked as he held out a lighter.

"Let it be the party boy!" Tonks called out as the fairies glowed near her in the moon's luminescence. She really took to the fairies like any girl would when she met them and so did Mrs. Tonks as she reminisced about the fairy she had as a child. There really is something with girls and fairies just like there is for boys and dragons.

"Alright, set on up, party boy," Sirius said as he held up the lighter for Harry.

Smiling as he walked up to the fireworks, Harry took the lighter from his godfather and turned to the small crowd as he made a show of lighting up the device. Before Harry set the fireworks on fire, he was wise enough to recall then asked Sirius, "wait wouldn't the muggle neighbors see the fireworks."

Shaking his head, the older man replied, "No, the wards will take care of that, so you won't have to worry."

Nodding his head, Harry bent down and light up one by one the fireworks then stepped back. Waiting as the wire was quickly consumed, the fireworks were propelled into the air and started to explode.

Watching the wonderful light show go on, Harry could confidently call this his best birthday ever, he might not have his friends with him but he was with family and loved ones.

"Alright," Sirius called out once the fireworks were down, "who's ready to open some presents."

"We are," everyone called out and Harry chuckled as they walked back into the house.

Laid out before him was the presents that everyone bought him and also the ones his friends sent over.

"Open mine's first," Lupin said as he printed his gift that they picked up from the music store. Taking the gift, Harry started to tear it open until three cassette tapes and a cassette player was revealed. Patting him on the back, Lupin voiced, "This isn't any old cassette player like the muggles but one a bit more magical and I got you a few mixes that you might like."

"Thanks," Harry said as he looked up at the older man.

"Open mine's next," Tonks said as she pushed into his hands here gift which they picked up from the puppet store. Tearing the gift open, a book titled; How to get started in Golemancy was revealed and a tiny figurine like golem as well.

"What is it?" Harry asked as he picked up the figurine.

"Well I always see you reading about new and interesting things in the library, so here is a subject matter that they do not yeah at Hogwarts any more and is well worth your time."

"Thanks," Harry said, as he nodded to the witch in appreciation.

"It seems like my gift is next," Mrs. Tonks said as she handed him the gift they got from the bizarre store. Tearing the gift a bracelet was revealed with a single bead on it.

"So what is this?" Harry asked.

"It is a life-saving bead, deary, as it names tells you it can heal any grievous injury and even take your place when your life is at risk."

"Wow," Harry said, it was like he was in a video game and he gained a second life. Hot diggity dog, now that was amazing!

"Last but not least, it is me," Sirius remarked as he passed his gift to Harry which they picked up from the watch store.

Chapter 17: Nymph Tonks Pt. 1(R-18)

"Last but not least, it is me," Sirius remarked as he passed his gift to Harry which they picked up from the watch store. Opening up the last present, a luxury watch was displayed, picking it up and turning it in his hands, and immediately feel in love with the watch.

"What are you not going to ask what the watch does?" Sirius asked in an accusatory tone.

"Does it do something?" Harry inquired of him, a watch is a watch what else does it do?

"Yea, if not would I be asking you to ask me?"

"Okay," Harry quickly said not wanting to wrap his head around that conundrum, "what does it do?"

"You see that crown over there," Sirius pointed to.

"Yea," Harry said with a nod.

"Well, if you press it I am told that it stops time for a couple of seconds," Sirius uttered with pure smugness.

"No way," Harry said as he did a double take.

"Make that a yes way, pup, this watch costed me a couple of tens of thousands in Galleons. So when I say it can stop time, then it can stop time."

Looking down at the watch, Harry had to give it to his godfather, this gift topped all other gifts in comparison. Ha, if he wanted he could call himself a Time Lord with this watch in hand, and all of time could bend at his will.

Turning to face his godfather, Harry nodded his head in appreciation and tried to put words of his ecstasy. However, all that really came out was, "Thanks."

Sitting on the couch, the only people left in the living room were Harry and Tonks.

The hour was really late and the two of them just let the silence envelop them and the time passed away in solid comfort.

With drinks in hand, especially the good stuff there wasn't really much to talk about until all of the sudden Tonks decided to speak up. "Do you know I graduated today?"

"From the Auror Academy right?" Harry asked as he inched his head in the young witch's direction.

"Yep," Tonks answered as she took a swing from her firewhiskey. "I was the top of my class and now I get to apprentice under Alastor Moody himself."

"Who is that?" Harry asked as this was the first time he heard about this man.

"You don't know who Alastor Moody is?" Tonks asked as she gazed up at him.

"No, never heard of him," Harry said, if she told him that he was a young, up and coming Auror Harry won't like it one bit. Him and this Alastor would be having some problems. There was no way he would be giving up his woman to anyone, no matter what star he was.

Pausing Harry repeated those thoughts in his mind, and stopped. When had he started to get hoardy like some dragon?

"The man's a legend, he took more dark wizards than you could count. They used to say if Moody ever stepped into the battlefield all dark wizards would flee in terror. That is how scary, and deadly the man is."

Hearing that the man was from the times of the last war, Harry slightly felt better, "So he is just an old man past his prime, huh?"

"What?" Tonks said, unbelieving at what he said. "How... You... Dou you know you are speaking of a war hero..."

"Alright calm down," Harry said as he grabbed her wrists as it was clear she was about to send some punches his way. "I just thought for a moment there I had a bit of competition, that's all."

Blushing when she heard his shameless admission, Tonks turned her head away as she couldn't look him in the eyes.

Letting go of her wrists which Tonks took back hesitantly, Harry remark, "Anyways, congrats, I am really proud of you that you made it through boot camp."

"Thanks," Tonks said as she still didn't turn to face his way.

"So does everyone know?" Harry asked, he would imagine this was something that everyone would want to celebrate.

"No, not yet," Tonks answered, as she took a long draft from her firewhiskey. "Of course my mom and dad know and they are happy but I still haven't told uncle Sirius and Lupin about it."

"Why not?"

"Well today is you're special day and I did not want to ruin it for by butting in," Tonks uttered as she slightly squirmed in her seat.

Laughing, Harry brought Tonks's attention towards him as she looked at him in confusion. Wiping at his eyes, Harry amended with a grin and a hand to his heart, "So you do care for me."

"Wh- what...no, I just thought," Tonks stuttered out.

"It's alright," Harry said as he waved her concerns away with a cheerful gesture.

"NO," Tonks shouted, "I do not care for YOU!"

Once again placing his hands on his chest this time Harry put on a hurt expression and uttered in a voice barely above a whisper, "You wound me, my dear, with your harsh words!"

"No... no I did not mean that," Tonks stuttered out again. Then stopping, she balled her fist and screamed, "AAAA, you confuse me at time, Harry James Potter!"

Chuckling, Harry muttered, "Is that in a good way or a bad way."

Narrowain her eyes at him, she grumbled, "You know which one."

"Alright, alright," Harry said moving on, "I believe a good cheer is in order. What do you say to that my lady?"

"I wouldn't mind," Tonks answered smugly.

"Alright," Harry said as he held up his drink, "A toast to our new Auror!"

Clinking bottles with him, the young adults took a long swig all the while they were staring at each other.

"So," Harry begin with, the sexual tension in the air was so heavy that he needed a moment to draw himself up.

However, before he could say anything witty Tonks attacked him, not with her wand or hands, but her lips. It came to a complete shock to Harry since it was always him that initiate any sort of advance.

Still that did not mean that this was not a pleasant surprise. If he knew anything about conquering a women's heart, which was barely anything really then whatever Sirius put into his head, then this was a good sign, this meant that she was opening up to their little dalliance.

Having said that, Harry found great enjoyment in being on the receiving ends of things. Snogging her, Harry relished the taste of her lips and tongue which held aftertaste of the chocolate and vanilla from the birthday cake and fermented magical grain from the fire whiskey.

Getting lost in those wonderful lips of her's Harry barely heard it in time the silent footfalls coming nearer and near towards them. As much as it pained him Harry broke away from the deep french kiss and Tonks looked up at him with her clouded eyes full of want and confusion.

Gesturing with his hands for her to remain still, Mrs. Tonks walked into the living room as she looked packed ready to leave.

"There you are deary," Mrs. Tonks greeted. "I just came to tell you that I will be heading out right now, and is Nymphadora there with you?"

"Yes Aunt Dromeda," Harry answered, "but she went to sleep," he lied, "I think she a bit too much to drink."

"Ah, that does sound like her," the woman replied as she craned her neck to look at the bundle that was her daughter. From there on his laps it did look she was asleep and long gone from this world.

"Why don't you go ahead Aunt Dromeda, I will tell the house-elves to give her a room, we wouldn't want to wake her up, would we know."

"Yes," the woman said as she nodded her head along, "we wouldn't want to walk her up." Turning to face Harry, the older witch smiled at him and uttered, "that is very kind of you dear, thanks."

"Its no problem at all, Aunt Dromeda," Harry reassured the woman.

"Well, I should be leaving," the witch uttered as she made her way over to the fireplace. Turning around once again, the woman smiled at him appreciatively, returning the smile Harry watched as the older witch disappeared into the flames and was gone.

After a few long seconds, Tonks got up with a bit of clarity in her eyes and shouted, "Why did you lie to my mother?! I wasn't asleep. I..."

Placing his finger on her lips to silence her, Harry drew her attention to his eyes and whispered, "Why don't we take this upstairs to my room."

Walking hand and hand into his room this time Harry made sure to close his door behind himself silently, there was no way he would want another bout of confusion. Plus he made sure to throw a silencing charm around his room so nothing would escape of what would happen tonight.

Leading the stunning witch to his bed, Harry immediately went for her lips before she could say anything. Now instead of tasting the chocolate and vanilla plus the fire whiskey, he savored her more natural taste.

Yet that is not where the young wizard stopped, reaching out for her wonderful melons Harry held them in his mind and this time did a rough estimate. C-cup he would say, not too large or not too small, just right for her perfect athletic figure.

However this time the plucky witch didn't take too kindly to his advances and slapped his hands away and push him away. Holding him at literal arm's length, the two of them stood face to face with no words exchanged.

"We can't do this," Tonks finally uttered.

"Why not?" Harry exclaimed, he was this close to becoming a man and being held from it didn't do his mood any good.

"First of all I am much older than you and we are cousin for christ sake!"

"You know those are just excuses right," Harry uttered as he pulled her short crop hair behind her ear. "You are only older than me by what three or four years? And we are like cousins three times removed, that really doesn't count in wizarding lineage."

"You know I am not talking about the age difference, Harry. I am a young adult while you are just a child, maybe a teenager at best."

"Are you questioning my adulthood, again," Harry growled.

Turning to face with an even look, Tonks didn't turn away from his heated look full of lust and validity such his age. "I am not questioning anything, young man, I am just stating the facts."

"I will have you know I am not some child, the things I have been to would have made a child broken a long time ago. I am a man, god damn you woman, can't you see that."

Expecting anger to be answered back with anger, Harry broke off when he saw that sadden face on her and that incensed him even more so. What he hated most was pity, he did not need people's pity, he was a survivor who had made it on his own.

"I am sorry whatever happen to you, Harry. I really am. But, we just can do this for so many reasons," Tonks voiced as she got up from his bed and made to leave.

Taking a deep breath and collecting himself, Harry knew that the key to getting a woman wasn't through anger. No that was for the one you were conquering as you built a fire in them towards you.

Turning to look at Tonks, a grin played on his lips and he inquired from her, "You are just like me, aren't you?"

Pausing, Tonks turned around to face him with confusion written all over her face, "What do you mean, Potter?"

"Well, " Harry said as he drew out the response, "you're a virgin just like me!" he uttered like it was a fact and nothing she said could deny it.

"What? No, I am not," Tonks quickly uttered, too fast in fact that he already knew that it was a lie.

"Come on," Harry said as he laid back in his bed as if all this was a foregone conclusion. "We all can see it, if you had a bit of experience then you would have rejected my advances outright, in the beginning, if you thought I was too little for you. Or you would have taken me for a ride a shown me bit of the grown-up world."

"Wh- who knows," Tonks stuttered out, "maybe I am just trying to lead you on."

"Pfft, please where was all your seditious wants and womanly charms, huh? If you were truly leading me on, which I doubt thanks to your character, then why was it that I was one making all advances and you were the helpless, blushing maiden."

"I.. I," Tonks flounder out as she had no arguments against his pure nonsense.

Harry grinned when he saw the state she was in, all he did was uttered a bunch of pure gibberish that made the slightest sense, and here she was.

"It's alright," Harry said condescending as he waved her off, "I am sure I can find more experienced woman back at Hogwarts. Now if you could be a dear and run along, that would be wonderful."

Hearing his tone, the valiant witch went read in the face as anger and embarrassment built up.

"What are you waiting for?" harry simply asked in an innocent tone.

"Yo- you... I will teach you who is a woman, you hateful twerp!" Tonks shouted at him as she pitched towards him and attacked him.

All the while Harry was laughing like a manic inside of his head since in the end he won and he would be going home like a champion!

Attacking his lips once again, this time the young spirited witch started to tear and rip at his clothes. It was like he awoke the furnace as Tonks burned with a heat so hot and passionate that there was no way to quench a fire.

Seeing no point in why not to enjoy her rough administration, Harry did not reached for her melons once again since they rested at his chest, but her rear end.

There really wasn't much in the way except for her panties and the thin fabric of her short dress. Hiking up her silken garment in one smooth gesture, Harry was able feel up the flesh of her thigh and then up to her rump with only a single fabric coving it.

This time he did not run into any resistance for his inappropriate behavior since Tonks had long ago ripped his shirt open and had his chest laid bare to the open world, and was too busy running kisses down it and his neck and mouth.

Stopping her dress all the way up to her shoulder blades, Harry bunched it up there and evenly ran his finger down her back, to her rear, and continued all the way to the back of her knee.

Continuing on with that repetition, Harry could feel goosebumps running down the fearless witch's spine as he maintained his gentle administration. Moving on to the next phase once he saw that she was comfortable with his hands running up and down her back, Harry started to knead her ass.

Unlike the squishiness he felt from her breasts, Tonks ass was made of much harder stuff that signaled to her workout like. Still enjoying the feel of a woman's bum in his hands, Tonks cried out in between the kisses she rained down his upper portion.

Yet that wasn't the only goal he had in mind, in between the haze of their lengthy snogging session, Harry would slowly hike down her panties until it was clear all the way up to her knees.

Reaching down Harry's finger reached the sensational witch's outer lips which was soaking wet to the touch. This time he got a loud moan in answer as he continued downwards until he reached her inner lips and run his finger over it in a circular motion.

Stopping with her kisses, Tonks continued to moan at loud on top of him as his fingers carried on with their ungodly work.

Using only his index finger to run endless circles around Tonks's inner labia, Harry held out his thumb finger and started to use it to flick her clits. This particular move got a silent whimper out of her as a small amount of liquid squirted out of her.

Holding out his middle finger this time and slowly stuck it inside her tight opening after that he stuck his ring finger as well. With that, Harry continued on with his three pronged attacks on her snatch as his two finger slowly went in out, his index stretched out endless circles around her inner lips and his thumb continued flicking her clit.

With all that set against her, it wasn't long before Tonks cried out in pure ecstasy as her flood gates let loose and a torrent of liquid squirted out of her slit.

Setting down once her orgasm came to a close, the plucky witch took in deep breaths to slow her breathing and laid slump on his chest. Harry felt a slight dampness around his crotch, but choose to ignore it as he pushed the witch off of him and laid her on the bed. In the movement he removed her dress completely and threw it to the side followed by her panties which came off as well, plus his shirt which held no buttons anymore.

Now laid out before him was his prize that at long last he would get his hands on.

Chapter 18: Nymph Tonks Pt. 2(R-18)

Now laid out before him was his prize that at long last he got his hands on. The alluring spunky witch did try her best to cover up her slit with her legs but fluid kept on running down her thighs creating an alluring sight. She also shielded her breasts which Harry found pointless since her bra already had her covered.

"Harry," the witch sensationally cried as she rolled her legs and hips around in the afterglow of her release.

Enjoying the sight before him very, Harry got on a real hard on as his pants constricted against his full length.

Reaching down, Harry grasped those wonderful melons of the enticing witch and started to play with them as he knead and flattened. Not liking how the cloth hindered him from grasping those soft pieces of flesh, Harry tore it off in a single ripping motion and tossed it away.

Whimper underneath him Harry reached even further as his hot breath ran across her hardened nipple on the right while he continued to play with the remaining breast, then started to run his tongue over it.

Tasting the salty tang of her sweat, Harry moved on from slobbering his drool on her nipple and started suckling them. Moaning out loud in reaction, Tonks's hands found their way behind the back of his head and stayed there as if she wanted him to stay in between her tits forever.

Taking to mean a good sign, Harry continued with his work as he sucked and played with her boob. Moving on to the next phase, Harry started to nibble at her nipple to increase her pleasure then full-on bite it and started to pull upward then to the sides.

This time the spirited witch let out a shriek of pure pleasure and pain as she pulled down at the back of his in pure reflex. Now Harry was squished down her boobs and nearly suffocating as he could barely get some air in. Struggling with all his might, Harry found that the Auror to be was a lot stronger than he imagined, and was nearly unable to get out if he hadn't pinched her left breasts he was playing with.

Crying out her ecstasy it was clear the witch was close to her second release, however, Harry wouldn't let that happen until he got something in return. Getting out of her breasts which nearly costed him his life, to which Harry thought it would be an even trade, dying in-between a nice pair of boobs.

Whining when Harry left her soft alcoves, Tonks looked at him in silent beseechment as her cloudy eyes asked why he left her hanging. Grinning down at her as she twisted lithe under him, Harry gave no answer but just the motion of removing his pants.

Tonks watched silently him as he tossed it aside followed by his boxers until his full girth was released.

"Wha- what are you doing," Tonks stammer out as she blushed deeply but never could turn her eyes away from his membrum.

"What are you the only one who can feel good?" Harry asked in an accusatory tone. "Can't I feel good as well?"

"Of course," the plucky witch fumbled though she wasn't acting brave anymore.

"Well then would you like to use your hands, mouth, or breasts?" Harry inquired of her like he was discussing the weather and not some carnal services.

"WHAT!" Tonks shouted as the incredulous look in her expression was evident. "How... how..."

Sighing out loud as if it was a foregone conclusion, Harry made to leave and muttered, "If you are chaste then you are chaste why do you have to drag me all the way over here."

"I am NOT a virgin," Tonks shouted as she struggled beneath him.

"So it is even worse, you are an old prune," Harry uttered in false bewilderment.

"You know what," Tonks said as she steeled herself, "let me show you what this old prune knows." With that she reached out with her lithe fingers and wrapped her hands around his full girth. Thanks to all the restrictions being removed, his body and magic weren't the only things to grow to their natural extent.

His cock which used to be of an above-average in length measuring 6 inches and a half was now a monstrous thing reaching up to 10 inches in length and proportionality equally wide across in girth.

Smiling inside like a manic, Harry watched as Tonks played right into his hands and slowly polish his sword up and down with her inexperienced hands.

"Man," Harry uttered out loud, "I do not know about you but this is literally the worst handjob I ever experienced in my life," turning down to face the plucky witch, Harry asked in an innocent tone, "wouldn't you agree?"

Growling under her breath, the spirited witch said nothing in answer but simply only increased in pace with the hand service. "Now we are going somewhere," Harry uttered, then advising her he added. "Okay, you do not need to grab my cock so hard, only a light touch would do. Yea, like that, now would you look at that, it is already much better, and you're also learning something."

After twenty minutes going at it with Harry giving her some pointers here and there, Tonks's skills at giving a handjob improved double-fold, and no longer was she some inexperienced maiden who knew nothing of carnal desire, yet Harry still proved to be difficult as he hadn't cum yet.

Snarling under her breath in frustration, the plucky witch looked up at him and groused, "Why haven't you cum already, damn you!"

"Who knows," Harry said with a shrug, "maybe somebody isn't good enough," he answered with a playful grin. Although Harry might speak those words, he knew deep down that he wanted to explode already and spill his seed all over her ripe and abs stomach. It was only thanks to a little spell that Sirius taught him that he wasn't already spent.

Screaming in resentment and defeat, Tonks let go of his erection and turned to face him with blazing eyes of fury. "What does it take for you to cum."

"I don't know," Harry answered with a shrug, "maybe somebody a bit more experienced."

"You know what," Tonks boldly said, "Do your worst, let's see what you got."

"Oh-ho-ho, you are going to want to take that back in a while," Harry said, enjoying the audacious and spunk that the witch was showing.

Moving foreword, Harry came up to her chest and laid his girth right between her breasts. "So are you ready," Harry asked in a dangerous tone.

Looking hesitant now that her young partner had a dangerous aura surrounding him, Tonks wasn't able to give any answer except for silence. Taking her silence to mean a clear yes, Harry clasp both of her wonderful melons together than started to run his tool in between them.

Immediately he felt like he was in heaven, and right then and there he wanted to release his whole onto her. Holding himself back from doing that, Harry looked down at the valiant witch whose gaze was zeroed in on his rod going in and out of her tits.

"What am I to do all the work here?" the young wizard grilled out of her.

"What do you want me to do?" the witch asked of him in a grumble. It was clear in Harry's opinion that she was still angry about not getting her second orgasm from him.

"Take the place of my hands," Harry instructed her. "Yea, just like that, and mover it around it. Good, good," Harry complimented her.

Doing as she was told, Harry found his hands were now unoccupied with nothing to do. Grinning wickedly, he recalled a certain reaction she had when he tweaked her nipples a bit. Reaching over with his fingers, Harry started pinching her hardened nipples.

"AAAA," Tonks cried out in two parts pleasure and one part pain as she clearly did not expecting that but nevertheless was enjoying it very much so.

Continuing with his work as he twisted her nipples this way and that, he called out, "Turn your head this way."

Following his command with little hesitating thanks to the haze of pain and pleasure, the tip of his shaft and then some found their way into her mouth.

"Mmmm," Tonks tried to say, but with his cock going in and out of her mouth there really wasn't too many words she could make out.

"You like it?" Harry asked, although he knew that she wanted to argue the opposite of that.

"Oww, that is just too hot," Harry uttered, as he felt a great build-up in his shaft. With his length inside her tits and the bulbous part of his rod going in and out of her mouth like she was sucking a lollipop, Harry knew it was too much.

Letting go nipples, Harry grabbed the back of her head and started to ram his full length into her pouting mouth. "Uh," Harry cried out as those warm tunnels of her's did wonderful things to his shaft.

"Mmm," Tonks shouted as she resisted.

Ignoring her slight protest, Harry carried with ramming his tool in and out of her waiting mouth. Spitting and chocking on his cock, Tonks's protests reached a new level as she slapped and punched his thighs.

Being already far gone into high heaven, Harry went faster and faster barely even giving her a moment chance. He knew that he was really close, and there was no way he wasn't going to find his release.

Getting louder and louder underneath him, Harry found a bit of twisted pleasure in her resistance and finally unloaded his seed deep with her throat. Endless coils of seed poured into her as Harry thrust into once then twice and finally came to a pause as shaft slowed down a bit.

Removing his tool right out of her mouth which looked slightly bruised from all the punishment it took. A few coils of sperm landed on her face, neck, and chest decorating her in a milky white sheen.

Coughing and spitting, large chunks of his seed spilled out of her mouth and finally when she was able to collect herself, the spirited witch glared at him.

Before she could get a raging response out, Harry posed, "So how did you like that?"

"How did I like it?" the witch repeated as she shook with anger.

"Don't worry," Harry said as if everything was perfectly alright, "I will trade you the favor."

"What do you mean trade the favor?" Tonks asked incredulously. However before she knew it she got the answer she was looking for as Harry got off of her, and proceed downwards until he came to her leaking core. Bending over, Harry flicked his tongue over her lips to get a taste of those fine amber which he found quite to his liking.

Moaning in pure bliss Tonks shivered under the light touch of his tongue on her snatch. Carrying with his works, Harry's tongue reached even further deep as he found his way into her inner lips.

Whimpering under the effort to keep it in, Tonks extended her hand out until she found his hair and ran her finger through it. Being preoccupied with that, Tonks didn't see it coming when Harry bit down on her clits eliciting another cry as she clutched on to his hair.

Moving on from her clits, Harry got back to running circles around her inner lips and this time he brought out his finger. Slowly plunging one in one finger, Harry made piston gestures in and out which got the juice flowing as some squirted out.

Seeing that she was nice and wet, Harry withdrew from her core which incited a whine of complaint from her. Being a man of his word, Harry was going to draw out her second orgasms like he promised, but it wasn't going to be with his tongue.

"Wh- why did you stop?" Tonks whisper as if she didn't want to be heard of what she was asking.

"Don't worry," Harry pronounced as he split her legs wide open, letting her womanhood be bare to the whole world.

"Wait, please wait," Tonks uttered as a hint of worry entered her tone.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked a plaintive voice as he had his shaft then lined up with her glistening opening, and looked near enough as if he was about to plunge it in with one quick, hard thrust.

"I... I was lying to you when I said I wasn't a virgin," Tonks shouted out quickly, "I... I am not ready yet to... to do this."

"You are finally being honest, aye?" Harry inquired of her in a playful tone.

"Yes," Tonks answered in resignation, "you win, you can laugh all you want."

"Mhmm," Harry said as if was thinking it over all the while he got his hips rolling and made sure to do as she asked of him, not fully entering her, but still running his manhood over her slit.

"Wha- what are you doing?" Tonks bite out in between held back moans.

Ignoring her question, Harry continued with his work as he got his tool lubricated on her honeypot then all of a sudden remarked. "Do you really think I am petty enough that I would make fun of your chastity?"

"I... Aaaah... Mmmm," Tonks tried to answer before she gave in to her base instinct and started to make animal noise of deep heat.

"You forget," Harry whispered to her, taking her reply as a clear answer whatever it was, "that I too am I virgin like you," passing Harry turned to face her fully and asked in a husky tone. "Why don't we both lose it together?"

Once again the only answers that the plucky witch could give in answer was, "Mmmm... Uhhh..."

Grinning deep inside, Harry slowly plunged his tip inside her warm, wet lips until he ran into a barrier of sorts.

"No," Tonks shouted in between the steamy desire.

"What?" Harry asked of her, "I thought you wanted this," thrust in and out of her.

"I... I don't, MMM, want to lose my virginity. I, AAH, want to save it for that, UHH, special someone."

"Is the tip okay then?" Harry asked in an innocent tone,

Even though she knew that it was a bad idea already, Tonks still found herself agreeing as she answered, "Ye- yes, just the ti- tip only."

"Okay," Harry whispered as he came closer to her and started to nibble at her earlobe. Making her shiver, Harry rain down kisses over her neck and shoulder until he reached her mounds and started playing with them.

Then Tonks hands stared to run across her parter's back as she felt along his hard muscles and traced her fingers across his bent over spine.

"Should I go faster?" Harry asked of her as he felt that she was very close to her orgasm.

"Ye- yes, goooo FAsTer!" Tonks shouted, giving her consent in between the haze of her near release.

"Are you sure?" Harry asked as if this was all her idea, "I might slip in by accident."

"It okay," Tonks answered, "I will take responsibility."

"Okay," Harry said as satisfaction leaked out a bit. He had her right where he wanted her to be!

Plunging in quickly, Harry rammed again and again, against her barrier all the while the noises that Tonks made got more and more desperate and her nails started to dig into his back. Even Harry was started to feel a release slowly start to build up as his tip was heightened to over sensitivity.

"Oh, oh, Harry," Tonks called out amidst the fog of yearning, "I'm close, I'm sooo close."

Going even faster than before, Harry had no idea how he wasn't in her already but the time was coming soon. Feeling some of her liquid leaking out, the steps became even more treacherous as anytime he might fall and plunge in.

All of the sudden he sensing her tunnels starting to go clench in the grips of orgasm, Harry knew his time had arrived. Driving in further, Harry felt her barriers at their weakest ever yet and as her release reached their noon tide, Harry plunged in deep, impaling her with his shaft.

"Ahh... AAAAA" Tonks wailed out as everything came to ahead and liquid gushed out of her torrent as it spilled over to his crotch then all the way to the sheets covering a near quarter of it.

Trying to move inside of her, Harry felt constricted by the grip of her tunnels as they continued to pour more and more out of her. Still it was a welcome surprise as felt like her snatch wanted to milk out all his worth and enveloped him in a tight, warm embrace.

Finally coming to a stop, Tonks settled back on the bed as she let go of his back which was racked with her nails. Laying there motionless as she let the afterglow of the orgasm wash over her and tried to recollect herself. Harry felt her tunnels loosening up, and carried on with his ungodly work.

Coming out of her listless state, Tonks felt the steady rolls of Harry's hips as it reheated the insides of her core and another wave of pleasure roll down her.

"Wha- what-mmmm- are you doing?" Tonks asked as she didn't look to incensed but simply annoyed.

"What?" Harry asked, "are you going to deny me my pleasure when you got the best orgasm ever in your life."

Snorting out a response, Tonks turned her head away from him as she tried to hide her new urges and uttered out, "Whatever! Do what you want."

"Oww, you don't worry yourself about that. We have lots and lots of stuff to do together, and the night is still very young."

Chapter 19: Nymph Tonks Pt. 3(R-18)

Rolling his hips in and out of her wet, hot core Harry felt like cumming right then and there as her tunnels fit in snugly with his sword like a sheath.

"Ahh," Harry groaned out, "you feel wonderful," he complimented. His first entry into a woman's cunt had gone on without a hitch, and he had to say it truly did feel like heaven inside there. No wonder man always tries to find their way into a wonderful cunt!

Blushing as she heard his wanton flattery, Tonks bite the back of her fingers as she tried to hold back the moans that were coming up to the forefront and was only able to get out, "Th- thank you. You feel great as well ins- inside me!"

Smiling down at her, Harry started to pick up pace as he plowed in deeper into her vigina which felt like a vacuum trying to suck him in and trap him there forever. Grunting, Harry's fingers dug into Tonk's muscled and well tone thighs he leveraged on his shoulders as he plowed in even deeper yet.

It wasn't long before he had his feel length was inside of her, and was slamming against her deepest reaches. Crying out in both pleasure and slight pain as he slammed against her cervix. Tonks arched and held fast to the bed sheets below.

"Mmmm, slow down, slow down, Harry," the plucky witch called out as she softly banged at wide chest.

Ignoring her, Harry picked up even more speed until he going at the rate of a piston engine, going in and out of her.

"Tell me," Harry inquired of the near listless witch as he bent closer to her, "are you enjoying this?"

"S- sh.. shut it, Potter," Tonks answered as she tried her best to collect herself.

"It's alright if you are honest with yourself," Harry whispered to her as he let go of one of her thighs and letting it hang limply on his shoulder.

"Wha- what are you doing?" Tonks asked as she did not like that dangerous and playful look in his eyes one bit.

Taking no heed of her, Harry reached down until his fingers until they grasped her clits and started pinching.

"AAAA," Tonk's shrieked out as she arched even further back and her eyes started to lose focus as the pleasure assaulted her all at once and was too much for her to handle.

"You like that very much don't you?" Harry asked of her as he played with her clits and flicked it as well. However, she was long gone and senseless at that point as Harry continued to plow into her as he found great enjoyment with all the strangled and pleasing noises that she kept making. And so was she, if the clenching of her tunnels was any indication as her third orgasm was right above the next rise.

"You truly are a naughty, naughty girl, huh?" Harry beseeched from the intrepid witch that laid beneath him. "Tell me," Harry inquired of once again, "you're enjoying this real well, right?"

"Mmmm, yes, yessss," the witch uttered in between her passionate sexual noises. Continuing talking in her lucid state, the witch uttered, "Make me cum, Harry, please make meee cummm. I am soooo close!"

Smiling once he saw her in that wonderful dreamy state of her's she was in, Harry started to slow down from his rapid pace. Then he removed her thighs from his shoulders which he all of a sudden he felt the burden it had on him. After that Harry laid her legs split to either side.

Looking up at him in confusion the clear why was right on her lips, but Harry held a finger out to forestall it. "Now tell me," Harry demanded of her, "do you want me, mhm? Do you want me inside you, fucking your insides?"

"I... I," Tonks splattered out as she clearly never expected this at all.

Staring back up as he went into real nice and slow as he increased the bliss to a soft rolling level. "Come on, we both already know the answer, so just say it. Just say it for me."

"Mmmm," Tonks moaned out as even the slow pace that Harry was going was causing her to be blissful from deep within her core. "I... I- iiiii,"

"Just say it and your release will come," Harry whispered to her as his hot breath cooled against her ear which he then bite.

"I do wa- want you, Harry. Please fuck me, fuck me real gooood!"

Seeing how low he brought her, Harry knew from here on out he would be having a much easier time breaking into her. "Where do you want me to shag you real good, huh, my plucky little witch?" the wizard asked as he playfully tweaked her nose a bit.

"Right in my cunt," the witch answered unabashedly as she was far gone into euphoria.

"What do you want me to 'right in your cunt,' huh?" Harry asked as he continued to hold her in the Missionary form with her laid back, legs open wide to either side and him on top.

"I want you," Tonks moaned as he carried on with his work. "I want your big fat dick ramming into my pussy! I want you to make me cum with it."

"Mhh, if that is what my dirty little lady wishes,then it's my command!"

Awash with masculine pride, Harry went into her with renewed vigor and took her right then and there.

Staring right up with her moaning, Harry used his fingers to start playing with her hard, sensitive nipples. That immediately got the witch that laid beneath him squealing to new levels. "Well aren't you a slutly little slut?" Harry quized as he started speaking dirty to her, "You like that it when I impaling your dirty little cunt, don't you?"

"YES, YESSSS," Tonks moaned out, "just keep going, just keep going, I am soooo close~"

Laughing wickedly as he held her deep within his palm, Harry commanded, "Say my name. SAY IT, you little slut!"

Turning to look up at him, but at the same time staring off into the distance, Tonks did as he commanded of her as she started off low and start screaming, "Harry... Oh, HARRY~ HARRY. I want you, I want you sooo bad!"

"Haha," Harry chuckled as he really felt like he was on top of the world. "Now tell me," Harry said as he pinched her nipples real tight, "how does it feel when just a little child takes commands of you like this, huh?"

Not giving him the time of day to answer his question since she was far gone, Harry had to shout, "TELL ME! How does it feel for a young adult like you to be forcefully taken by some child!"

"AAAA," Tonks shouted as the young wizard forcefully shoved his tool into her deepest reaches, battering against her womb.

Seeing that would not be working, Harry took a much simpler approach as he continued to impale her swollen lips. "Tonks, I am nearly there. I will have to get out."

"No, no, NO," Tonks moaned deliriously as she wrapped her legs around him in a steel grip. "You can't leave until... until..."

"Until what?" Harry asked in an innocent tone.

"Until I milk you for all you are worth, and I have my orgasm as well," Tonks growled. For a moment there Harry though she was coming through all the haze of lust and pleasure, but after a closer look it was clear she was only speaking from deep within.

"But its too dangerous," Harry said, as if he did want to spill his seed inside of her and paint her walls white.

"I do not care," Tonks growled, "I want you, I want your seed deep within me."

"Alright," Harry said, playing to his innocent edge which was a much better turn then anything else right now. "If that is what you wish."

"Good, good," Tonks said, "now cum for me you magnificent little stud. I am sooo~ close!"

With those words out of her mouth, Harry's wants increased to heights never seen before as he went into her with near animalistic need. He wasn't lying when he said that he was so near, after a long period within her, Harry sure as hell was feeling his release near at hand.

"Yes, yes," Tonks shouted as her legs coiled around him thither and her hands started to find purchase on his body. Digging in deep within his flesh, Tonks's nails racked against his arms and torso as their pace reached near feverish pitch.

Grunting as the pain of her nails scratches added a bit of flavor to their sex, Harry growled, "I am about to cum."

"Aaa, aaa, AAAA," Tonks simply answered, then as if the funnel gates were open wide Tonks clamped down on him real tight and came. In answer, Harry felt his control all but slip away from him, and his balls churned then his seed spilled away.

Being both held in the euphoria of orgasm, endless waved of pleasure assaulted their nerves as they stood standstill in positions as if they were frozen in time.

Harry did not know how it was even scientifically possible, but he felt like the seeds that spill out of him were endless. He even watched as Tonks's stomach slightly buldge in place as it tried to hold in all spunk. Throwing it up to magic, Harry exit out of her and with his withdrawal a swell of jizz spilled out of her.

Even then Harry was still cumming as he coated her well toned and abbed stomach with his spunk.

Taking in deep, heavy breaths Harry felt weak in his knees and legs as they burned with the hard workout. Giving in, Harry feel back on to his ass and laid there as he tried to come down from his all time high.

Breathing in and out, Harry made to get up until he heard Tonks, "No, no, NO, what have I done," the plucky witch shouted.

Getting up before him was Tonks, who naked all over like him plus covered in his seed all over. The one single point she was staring at was her slit which still dripped his seed out in a slow steady current.

All over again Harry got hard again as his little brother stood up on end, ready for another round as he watched how vulnerable Tonks was. She looked real close to tears and very much aware how exposed she was.

Clearing his throat to get her attention, Harry knew immediately that was a bad idea as Tonks turned to look at him with his sails raised up high and glistening with her juice.

"You," Tonks shouted in an accusatory tone, "You did all this you little twirp!"

"What?!" Harry exclaimed as he tried to play innocent, "How is this my fault. You were the one who was so needly."

"You..." Tonks said as she went red all over the face as she clearly remembered her previous reaction. "How dare you!" she shouted as she came at him so full of rage and righteous wrath.

Trying his best to hold her arms off as she rained blows down at him, Harry couldn't help but find this situation a bit comical. Even so, he knew he had to keep a straight face, or so help him god, she would kill him.

"Please don't tell me you did not want that," Harry uttered as he ducked and weaved around the blows.

"AAAA," Tonks screamed, "I am so going to kill you, you twirp!"

Finally catching a hold of one of her arms, Harry leveraged his advantage and grasped the other hand and held it still in place. Freezing in place, both wizard and witch stared at each other for long moments and were at each other again.

Kissing again heatedly, Harry let go of her arms which fell to either side and ran his cold fingers against the spin of her back. Gasping, Tonks returned the favor as she caressed his wide shoulders and ran down the length of his chest.

Breaking away from the kiss, Harry pecked along the length of her neck and whispered sweet nothings into her ears.

"I knew you wanted this as badly as I did," Harry spoke softly.

"Agh, this is a total mistake," Tonks growled as she reciprocate towards his tender administrations. "But still I do want you sooo badly. Ahh, I blame you for this."

Chuckling in response, the slight vibration of the resonance sent shivers down her spine to which Tonks moaned unabashedly.

Finally getting bored with that, Harry wanted to turn to much better things as his shaft pulsed with clear wants and desire to go back into the sweet folds of her core. Spinning her in place, Harry pushed Tonks in the bed face forward as she only got a single chance to cry out in surprise.

Grabbing a hold of her well-toned ass, Harry pulled it up until it was quivering before him and started to knead it. Even though her rear end wasn't as soft and fluffy as her wonderful breasts, it was still a blast to play with her button as he pushed around and pull her ass cheeks.

Moaning into the bed sheets, Harry only heard muffled shouts from the spirited witch as he kept her in that Leap Frog position.

Pulling out his pulsing rod, Harry slide it in right between her butt crack and started sliding it up and down. Immediately Tonks squealed in delight as his length ran across her ass cheeks.

"You like it if I shove it into your puckered hole won't you," Harry asked in a dark tone.

"NO," Tonks shouted as she seemed to be sane enough to not have all three of her holes used up.

"No?" Harry repeated.

"Yes, no," Tonks answered as she lefted her head up from the sheets, "it is dirty and..."

"So it's okay if I use your cunt, but not you asshole?" Harry inquired, cutting to the meat of the matter.

Watching as she achieved a miracle by blushing while his dick remained lodged within her ass cheeks, Tonks hide her head back in the bed sheets in embarrassment.

"Oh-ho-ho," Harry chuckled as he found it too funny.

Scowling up at his as all previous embarrassment was gone, Tonks barked, "Just shut up and fuck me, you little bastard."

"Bastard, I won't deny it," Harry mused, "but little is it?" Running his full length up and down her ass cheeks, Harry moved down her slit and grind it against his full sail. "Is there any thing little about me?" Harry murmer to her.

Shivering in both delight and ecstasy, Tonks had the bright idea not to answer him since she already knew the answer that would be coming out of her mouth.

"That is what I thought," Harry said as he snickered in mirth. He loved the reaction he was producing from her as it threw his ego to new and much higher height.

Still playing with her rump and sliding his shaft against her wet, hot snatch, Tonks seemed to lose patience with him and growled, "What are you waiting for?!"

"What?" Harry asked innocently, "you never told me what you wanted."

"Must I?" Tonks demanded as she looked at him dangerously.

Harry knew he was pushing his luck, but he just loved pushing Tonks buttons. "Where you the one who said I was a little kid, and you are a young adult. I don't know the way of these things and I can only wait on you who is so much more wiser and experienced in these matters."

"You little beast," Tonks grumbled.

"Fine!" she exclaimed, "I am sorry for calling you a kid. It's clear you are so much fiendish and racy then any other kid."

Placing his hands on his chest in a mocking tone as his face took on a genuine expression, Harry uttered. "You do not know how much that warms my heart to hear you say that."

"Now," Tonks said as she stretched her arms back then split her moist lips and widened her hole open. "Fuck me, you magnificent stud. Run me through with your big, fat cock!"

"As my lady wish," Harry said as he impaled her on the spot with his prick and entered her all the way.

This time Harry knew he wouldn't be lasting long since his sensitive prick felt like cumming already. No this was going to be quick and dirty.

Already Harry was in a much better position as he could reach in much further and tap into depths he hadn't reached yet. Tonks seemed to really love it if her incessant screams and moans where any indication.

Once again tapping that wonder, well toned ass dark, lewd thoughts entered his mind.

Raising his hands up to shoulder levels and smacked down on the trim ass with sufficient that Tonks came to a pause. Standing still in her positions as all noise of pleasure ceased, the plucky witch was two parts shocked and offended but also secretly intrigued.

Taking no heed of the valiant witch's shell shocked state, Harry lifted his other hand up and came down on her ass plenty of force.

This time Harry had a muffled squeak as it seem Tonks tried to hide the sensual gratification she felt.

Continuing with his task, Harry picked up speed skewering her with his tool which felt close to release.

Gradually over time, Harry found his tempo as he dropped a beat on her ass and Tonks responses constantly got louder and louder. That is until she was screaming at the top of her lungs and shouting at him, "Go faster, faster, FASTER!"

Following her command as Harry started going at a near feverish pace, he felt his orgasm close at hand and amended, "I am about to cum."

"AAAA," Tonks shouted, "Let cum together, " she urged!"

Finding total agreement in that, Harry smacked down one final time on her ass and then came.

Chapter 20: Comeuppance Pt. 1

Waking up the next morning Harry felt more than saw that his partner was long gone from the bed. Stretching, Harry yawned as he felt the most refreshed and vigor in living memory. It was like she shed off all the stress at accumulated all his life and especially these past few days. He felt like he could run a dozen miles and he could eat a horse.

More than anything really he felt very hungry, he guessed nightly activities do take a lot out of you and gives you a ravenous appetite.

Getting out of bed, Harry headed to the bathroom adjacent to his bedroom and took a quick shower and freshen himself up. After that, he put on some of the new clothes that he bought yesterday which for once fit him perfectly. Then he headed downstairs for breakfast.

"Good morning," Harry greeted to everyone who sat at the table. Lupin was reading the newspaper that just came in this morning while he drank his coffee, and Sirius was preoccupied with his food.

"You seem to be in a chipper mood," Sirius noticed as he watched his godson seat himself at the table.

"What can't I be in a happy mood?" the young wizard asked as he grabbed some food from the table.

"Well, you are in too good of a mood."

"Isn't that a good thing?" Harry asked as he looked up at the man in confusion.

"No," Sirius said as he had a contemplation look on his face, "it is not a bad thing but there must be something that has you in such a good mood."

"I do not understand you at times," Harry said as he quickly glossing over the landmine. Harry did not want to talk about what went down last night, unlike his godfather he did to have a big mouth so he discreetly changed the topic. "Do you know where Tonks is? Her mother did leave her here to stay over."

"No," Lupin answered this time, "maybe she is still trying to sleep off all that partying for last night."

Just when the werewolf uttered that, Tonks came down the stairs and into the kitchen where they were having breakfast.

"There she is," Sirius uttered as he welcomed her to the table. "Come, come, eat. If you have a hangover, tell me, I have the perfect cure for it."

"No, I am good," Tonks said as she graciously waved it off.

"Is there something wrong with your legs?" Lupin asked a bit concerned as he saw he limping a bit.

Smiling to himself, Harry watched as the young witch blushed crimson red, and stutter. "Oh, this... it- its nothing. I just stubbed your toe against a door."

If only they knew the truth, Harry thought, he recalled very well the long hours that they stayed up trying every single position and fucking like animals everywhere in his room. It was obvious she was still feeling the aftereffects after they very proactive shag they had as they fucked fucked their brains out.

"Must have been really painful," Harry voiced as he had a sly grin on his face

Turning to face him, Tonks fidgeted a little bit but she quickly collected herself and turned a bit cold towards him and replied back with. "You have no idea! Someone just couldn't let me rest at all."

Just as they were about to pick up an argument between themselves, there was a tapping noise at their window. Turning to see who or more acutely what was at their window they saw a beautiful brown and gold eagle perched outside their window.

"Is that a Gringotts eagle?" Lupin asked to no one in particular.

"Sure is," Sirius replied as he got up and let the creature in.

Swopping in, the bird did a few turns above their heads and landed right beside Lupin and offered him the letter it held in its claw.

"Is it for me?" Lupin asked a bit surprised.

Not responded to his question, the eagle still made a human-like gesture of rolling its eyes at him like he was an idiot. Taking the offered missive Lupin turned it around in his hands and saw that it actually was addressed to him.

Opening it, Lupin mused out loud, "Wonder what it's all about." Then he started to read it to himself, suddenly after some long minutes of going over it, he exclaimed, "WHAT!?"

"What wrong?" Harry asked as he stopped with petting the Gringotts Eagle which was preening under his touch. After his ritual of assimilating with the Phoniex and Basisilk he saw that he had a much closer connection to snakes and birds. He only did a few tests at the behest of Mrs. Tonks and he saw that he could share visions with those creatures, communicate through them, and take over them if he wanted.

"I... i," Lupin faltered as he tried to form some words but didn't have the capacity to do so at the moment.

"Here, let me see," Sirius said as he took the letter from his friend's hand. Quickly racking his eyes over it, comprehension dawned on his features and he uttered, "Ahhh, I see."

"See what?" Harry asked, really curious to know what was happening.

"He received the money your parents left him."

"Oh," Harry uttered as he smiled at the older man. "It seems like you are a rich man, Lupin!"

Seeing being shell shocked, all Lupin could say was, "100,000 Galleons, 100,000 Galleons. What will I do with that?"

"Dang," Tonks said as she whistled out loud, "that is what? 2.5 million pounds in muggle money!"

"Yeah," Harry replied.

Just as they were about to make fun of Lupin and joke around with him, they heard the whoosh of the flames, and knew it could be one thing, Floo travel.

Turning around to see who came in, Mrs. Tonks walked in the kitchen carrying with her a cauldron and a some herbs in a basket. "How are you doing boys?" she greeted once she walked in. Then looking at her daughter she remarked, "I see that you are up as well."

"Hey, mom," Tonks greeted back through a mouthful of food.

Sighing exasperatedly, Mrs. Tonks only replied with, "Where are your manners? Please chew your food before you speak."

Shrugging her shoulders in response, Tonks just carried on with what she was doing, then before things exploded, Sirius spoke up. "So, cousin," Sirius began with, "you did say that your husband was a solicitor, right?"

"Yes," the older witch replied, "what of it?"

"Well, we sort of need his expertise," Sirius replied.

"What are going off about Sirius?" the mediwitch asked as confusion was written all over her face. "Is there something wrong? Are you going to fight your incarceration?"

"No, not yet," Sirius clarified, "Harry is the one who needs a solicitor?"

Turning to look at him, the older woman asked, "What happened, deary?"

"It is a long story," Harry answered, "people have been using my name and image without my express permission. Plus they haven't paid me back even a cent."

"No way."

"Dang," Tonks said, "what awful, greedy motherfucker!"

"Language, young woman," Mrs. Tonks shouted as she stared hard at her daughter.

"Come, mom," Tonks said with an eye roll, "you were thinking it."

"Anyways," Harry interpreted, "my account manager said we will need a solicitor to straighten this out and Sirius said your husband was the best there is."

"Oh, I do not know about that," Mrs. Tonks said appreciatively, "but I will speak to him never the less."

"Thanks," Harry said and just then another bird swopped in and dropped a letter on his lap. Picking it up, Harry saw that it was stamped with a million different kinds of stamps.

"Got a letter?" Sirius asked as he looked over at the weird letter.

"Yeah," Harry responded with, "wonder who it is from." Deciding to get to the bottom of his curiosity, Harry tore open the letter and pulled out the folded parchment.

"Oh," Harry uttered as he glanced over at the letter and quickly took it in.

"Who is it from?" Tonks asked out of curiosity.

"Its from the Weselys," Harry said as he passed the letter over to his godfather. "They invited me to come with them to the Quidditch World Cup next week!"

"100,000 Galleons! What were they thinking leaving me all that gold?"

New POV*

"Albus," a stern, brisk voice of a woman called out.

"Yes, Minerva," a tall, thin, and very old man with long silver hair and beard answered back. The old man was Albus Dumbledore one of the most powerful wizards in Magical Great Britain if not the one.

Walking into his office a tall, black-haired witch in emerald-green robes and a very stern face. In her hand was an envelope, "A letter just arrived from Gringotts bank."

"Oh, let me see here then," the old man said as he took the letter from her. Using one of his letter openers, the old man popped one of his favorite treats into his mouth, a lemon drops then looked over the missive.

"Mhm," the old man said as his eyebrows knitted in consternation.

Seeing his expression, the stern woman asked, "What is there an issue, Albus?"

"I don't know," the old man answer as he glanced once more at the letter to confirm what it said. "The goblins are requesting my presence immediately, and if I don't arrive they will promptly close my accounts."

Being shell shocked for a moment the older witch lost her calm, collected expression for a moment there and she stuttered out. "What... How... Can they even... No way!"

Seeming to understand all that, the wizened old man responded with, "Well, it seems like I have choice but to go see them, and try to fix this issue. Don't hold up for me Minerva, you should turn in for the day, I believe I will be hold up at the bank for the rest of the day."

With that, the old man quickly got from his large, well furbished chair and started to arrange things of his visit.

"Fawkes," the old man called to his familiar. Turning to gaze at him was a beautiful bird with intelligent eyes almost human like eyes, it had crimson feathers on his body and a golden tail as long as a peacock's. The bird was roughly the size of a swan. Its claws and beak were gleaming gold and its eyes were a deep pool of black.

The wizard's familiar was a Phoenix.

"Take care, I will be back soon, and I believe you already know where the treats are."

Chirping at him, the legendary bird nodded it in a human like fashion and waved at the old man with its wing at him as he disappeared into the fire.

Walking up the flight of stairs the wizened old man entered the imposing snow-white multistoried marble building from the set of burnished bronze doors flanked by two wizard guards.

Walking into the main hall of the structure, the old wizard walked up to a goblin bank teller.

"Welcome to Gringotts Wizarding Bank, how may I help you, sir, today?"

"Yes, I am here to see about this letter I just received by eagle today," the old wizard answered as he passed along the small, folded parchment.

Picking up the letter, and rearranging his glasses, the goblin read over the missive, and simply responded with, "Ah, I see." Setting down the parchment, the goblin let his glasses settle down around his neck, "If you may come with me, Mister Dumbledore."

Waiting for the goblin to come out from back, the light wizard followed him as he led him deeper into the bank.

"May I ask, what is the issue? Why are my accounts being closed for?"

"You will have to speak to the representative about that," the goblin simply answered as he brought him to a large hall where a few goblins sat on high back chairs. the goblins all had stern, dark expressions on their faces, and quickly more junior goblins were coming in by the minute as they carried with them parchemts that they review over.

Inclining his head to the foreboding looking goblins, the young bank teller uttered, "I have brought the perpetrator before you, esteem council members."

"Thank you, Adlok," an elderly goblin sitting in the middle called out who looked to be the spokesman for the gathered goblins. "You may leave, now," he said with a wave of his hand.

Bow his head again in respect, the young goblin heard out and only the old wizard and a crowd of vicious-looking goblins where left in the chamber.

Looking around, the formidable wizard asked, "What brings the Council of Representatives here?" The old wizard knew very well who these goblins were — they were the governing body that was only a step below the Goblin King himself. They were the body that carried out all important, and sensitive matters on his majesty's behest.

"We bring you here Dumbledore because a matter of great importance came to our attention," the goblin spokesman said.

"What would that have to be for you to threaten my accounts?" the old man asked as his long bushy eyebrows knitted.

"There has been a breach in the Potter accounts," a shrill voice called out, turning to look that way Dumbledore say a skinny goblin with a scarlet-red expression on his face.

"Plus their last Will has been sealed and totally ignored," a gloomy voice said of a goblin hidden deep in the shadows.

"We believe it you, Dumbledore," a deep voice uttered from the right, "you must have your hand in this!" This time it was a large burly goblin who spoke up.

"Where did you get this news from?" the old man asked, as he schooled his expression for what had to come next.

"That is of no concern to you Dumbledore," the goblin spokesman said. "We will like an answer, and we RIGHT NOW!"

"Even if I told you," the old man began with, "You will never understand all that I have done for the light's sake, but now I suggest you forget all about it!"

With those words his twinkling eyes, shining brighter than ever before as they looked like the bright brilliant stars in the sky above. All in the room was enveloped in that light, pure light than as everything settled down and the dust cleared, the Council still stood.

Their eyes were unmurky and shone with the light of understanding and clarity. For a long moment, silence greeted the chamber until the head counselor laughed out loud in a uprouse matter. "Did you think your little mind tricks will work on us, Dumbledore?" the man asked as a bright red amulet burned brightly under his robes.

Now that the old man looked closely he saw that all the council members even the junior goblins that moved about had the same amulets on.

"Off with his head, I say," a hoarse voice called out of the council members.

"How... how could he," a weak voice whined of another council member.

"Give him to the dragon, let's watch us chew him up," a vile voice of another council members said gleefully.

"Is it always the dragon with you?" a calm, cool voice asked of another council member.

"I say put a curse on him, and let him die slowly," an arrogant voice said of another council member.

"Enough," the spokesman said as he held out his hand for silence. "The decision still stands." Then turning to face the old wizard, the head member spoke out loud, "Since your action of been a clear admittance of your wrongdoing, your accounts will be immediately shut down, and from here on out you have nothing to do with Gringotts bank!"

Face turning cold, the old man uttered as power leaked from each word casing the whole chamber to tremble and shake. "If you think for a single moment that I will stand for that, then you are..."

"I think you will, wizard!" another voice cut in. Turning to face the speaker everyone saw that it was a tall, and muscular goblin that waled into the chamber. He was dressed in fine armor with gold and jewels decorated on it, and with a long flowing cloak of purple billowing behind him. In his hand was a Greatsword, large enough to chop a fully grown man in half.

Behind the fully armored goblin where dozens of warriors pilling into the chamber with their spears and halberts at the ready.

"Your Majesty," Dumbledore greeted as he seem to have collected himself.

"I have no need for the pleasantries old wizard! YOu have just tried to mind rape my councillors, then force your matter through. Tell me what do you make of that?"

Staying silent since he knew there was nothing he could do or say that can fix this matter.

The Goblin King, rephrased, "Nothing?"

Nodding his head to himself, the Monarch declared, "You heard the decision of the council. Your accounts are closed, you shall never do business with Gringotts ever again, and if we ever see you on your covering land, you will instantly put down. Am I clear, wizard!"

"Your Majesty this is a mistake. I am the only that truly stands for goblins and all magical beings' interest..."

"I do not wish to hear from you any more wizard. Leave now," he said as he pointed his sword at the door, "and never come back here ever again."

Sighing, the old man nodded his head, and bleakly headed out.

As he made his way out the door, and walked down the halls goblin of all kinds looked at him in disdain and distrust, all the way until he was out the large bronze doors. As he made his way down the flight of marble stairs now as a poor and destitute old man with one thing on his mind. "Now how will I ever buy any more lemon drops."

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