Chapter 4: Metamorph Training and Occlumency
The next morning when he woke up Harry went and got a shower straight away then returned to his room just in time for Tonks to arrive, this time she apparated straight in to save confrontation with the Dursleys.
"Morning Tonks"
"G-g-good mornin' Harry" she yawned "'scuse me, had a late night dealing with paperwork."
He laughed "Don't worry about it. So, where do you want to start today?"
"I was thinking maybe make a start on your morphing, because that's something I've had loads of experience with, and it doesn't need me to think much this early in the morning. But first, show me how you got on with the wandless stuff."
So for the next few minutes Harry stood there demonstrating his new skills, not realising how shocked Tonks was.
"Harry" she said when he finished "I was expecting you to maybe get one or two spells at best, and I didn't expect you to do wordless for years…what you've just done would take most people a lifetime to master…I don't think even Dumbledore can do that much and he's the best without a wand that I know of." She finished in awe of the young man before her.
"But it came easily; once I worked out how to do the basics I had no problem transferring that to other spells."
"Ok, well at some point I might just have to get you to teach me how you did it. Anyway, what do you know about metamorphing?"
"umm…basically only what I've seen you do, changing hair colour and length, eye colour, height, build, skin tone…but I've no idea how you actually do it."
"Ok, well first thing you need to know is that you can theoretically change any part of your body…second thing you need to know is that it has to be done very carefully, personally I wouldn't recommend doing anything to alter your internal organs as that can get messy…and by messy I mean if you screw it up it can kill you, so I've never even tried that. Also there are different types of metamorph, I'm the rarest type in that I can do full body changes, so don't be too upset if you can only do a couple of things.
"When attempting a transformation, what you do is focus on an image of what you want the body part to look like once you're done, then force your magic to flow through your body. Does that make sense?"
Harry thought about all that for a moment before answering, "I think so."
"Ok well you'll get the hang of it after a while. Now, let's make a start. I want you to focus on having hair down to your shoulders. Hair growth is one of the most common things to be able to control."
Harry closed his eyes and was deep in thought for a couple of seconds, clinging to the image of the longer hair in his mind, until he felt it start to grow out, slowly at first then gradually quicker.
Tonks squealed and grabbed him into a hug. "Great job, Harry. Now try changing the colour."
He focused again and almost instantly his hair began to lighten off and became electric blue.
"Wow, this isn't as hard as I thought it would be" he commented.
"Yeah, it's one of those things that if you have the ability then all you need is a little bit of practice and the simple things like this become almost second nature, but it's not hard to get started. I learned at a similar rate with this."
"Ok, what next?"
"Change your eye colour"
He did that, just as easily as the previous tasks. "Ok now change it all back to your natural form."
Once Harry was back as himself Tonks hugged him again and kissed him on the cheek. "This is great Harry; I've never known anyone else even able to do this much before."
When she released him, Harry was somewhat disappointed; he rather liked having her body pressed against him like that.
"umm…right well I don't know how you'll feel about the next bit" began Tonks "in order to do any changes to other parts of your body its essential to understand how all the muscles connect together with all the various parts and how the bones connect and everything….there are two ways to do that, and I don't mind which one you'd prefer. Either you spend a few weeks or months studying human anatomy from books and stuff or you take the…errm…hands on approach, I guess you could say."
"Ok well I rarely learn properly from books so what's this other method you're talking about?"
"ok, promise not to freak out here" at his nod she continued "basically amounts to a full body massage while explaining the different parts to you as I go, then you do the same to me repeating the process yourself to help it stick in. I know it could be a bit embarrassing for you, but realistically it is the best way to learn."
"Ok, I'm obviously missing something…what's embarrassing about it?"
"Well I did say full body massage, and I really did mean absolutely everything so it kinda has to be done without any clothes on." She finished quietly.
Blushing madly Harry stammered out "This is really the best way? You're not winding me up or something?"
"It really is the best way, I wish I'd had the chance for this method, I had to do it the long way."
"Ok then, so long as this stays just between us I guess it's ok." He said after thinking about it for a minute.
Tonks conjured a low massage table in the middle of the room and began undressing. Once she was down to her underwear she realised that Harry was just standing there staring at her "come on, are you gonna take that lot off? Or do you need a hand?" she joked. He quickly began to get rid of his clothes until he was down to just his boxers by which time Tonks, in her natural form, was standing naked before him. "Don't be shy Harry; any reactions you have are totally normal."
With this he shed his last piece of clothing revealing that he was very turned on by the sight before him and Tonks had to stifle a gasp at his size. "Ok climb up on the table and lay on your front" she directed. When he complied she climbed on top of him, straddling his waist and began running her hands over various points on his shoulders and upper back and mentioning the key aspects to him.
Truth be told, Harry was doing his best to concentrate on her words, but every so often he got distracted by the fact that he had an extremely beautiful woman sitting on top of him and every time she moved he could feel her moist pussy rubbing against his back…a most pleasant experience, he had to admit.
Over the next 10 minutes or so Tonks progressed steadily down his back, and on to his legs then the bottom of his feet, explaining the various features of the internal workings he would have to bear in mind should he choose to transform any of them.
Then it was time for Harry to turn over at which point he was highly embarrassed and felt very exposed laying there before her, naked, and fully hard in all his nine and a half inch glory. This was not helped when Tonks began working down his chest and stomach, continuing to explain his inner workings while rubbing every inch of his body. On the other hand, when she reached his middle, in a way he was disappointed that she went straight to his legs, missing everything in between.
However once she had reached his feet again, Tonks began working up the inside of his legs this time as opposed to the outside and when she reached the top, showed no signs of stopping. She grasped his cock and began tracing all of the muscles and blood vessels and other components he would need to expand, all the time outwardly maintaining a very clinical demeanour with the exception of her final comment "so that's what you'd need to watch out for if you grew this any bigger….not that you'd need to with one this size", which made him blush even deeper than he had been through out this entire process and it was taking every shred of his being to actually take in all of what she was saying while at the same time trying to prevent what could be a rather embarrassing and messy end to the lesson.
When Tonks had successfully explained every part of the operation of his body they switched places, and if possible Harry became even more nervous than he was before.
"Come on Harry, its ok, jut do the same as I did, this way you can actually feel all of the muscles and stuff that you probably can't reach on your own body."
So Harry climbed carefully on top of Tonks and that's when they realised a slight problem. Harry was still hard and therefore poking her in the backside every time he reached forward. To which she decided to solve the problem by reaching round, taking hold of his shaft and sliding it down between her thighs, running right next to and directly parallel to her pussy. "It's ok Harry, so long as you don't decide to take advantage of this and 'accidentally slip' into me, I really don't mind. Besides, it doesn't exactly feel bad for me either." She finished jokingly, trying to alleviate some of his nervousness.
So Harry began, repeating what Tonks had done to him, delighting in the feel of her skin beneath his hands and only making the occasional mistake in what he was saying.
He carried on, down her back, onto her tight ass and down along the back of her legs. Next she rolled over and he began again at her shoulders and down onto her upper chest before making eye contact with her, at which point she prompted "its alright, feel them, that way if you ever decide to hide as a female you'd know what you need to copy." So he squeezed and kneaded her breasts gently, feeling the consistency and becoming more and more aroused every second, before remembering what he was actually meant to be doing and continuing on down, over her taut stomach, onto her hips, down her legs and feet, when he got perhaps the biggest shock of the day so far, she spread her legs wide so one was off each edge of the table and displayed herself openly to him before taking his hand, guiding it to her entrance and gave him a guided tour of her by now very wet snatch which both of them very much enjoyed.
Once that was complete, she rolled off the table and pulled him into a big hug, pressing their naked bodies together and giving him a very brief peck on the lips.
"Ok, so that's pretty much how we all work and how you enlarge and reduce the different parts, so why don't you give it a try?" she said, breaking the silence.
So that's exactly what he did for the next ten minutes, Harry changed the size of various body parts on command before returning to his normal form.
"Right well I think that lessons pretty much over now. Just keep practicing and it'll become easier and easier."
"Ok, thanks for all of this, I really appreciate it." He replied.
"No problem. Come on, lets go find something else to do for the rest of the day." She said, sitting down by the desk again.
"Umm…Tonks? Aren't you going to get dressed first?" he asked
"Not unless you want me to. You've seen all I've got no problem with being naked. And you seem to be enjoying the arrangement a fair bit too." She added looking directly at his crotch.
"Well...umm…yeah….ok I guess we can stay like this for now then."
"Ok, so what do you know about occlumency? I know you took lessons with Severus last year, so tell me what you've learned." She said, deciding on their next topic of study.
"Nothing."
"What do you mean, nothing, Harry?"
"I mean his instruction consisted of "clear your mind" followed by hitting me with a legilimency attack going through my worst memories then insulting me for not blocking him then repeating the process. I didn't actually learn anything." He explained.
"That bastard. That absolute certifiable, greasy, bat-like, pathetic bastard. That is the absolute worst way of teaching that I have heard of EVER!" she ranted "Ok, lets start from the beginning, there are a few forms of occlumency, the first is where you like ward off your entire mind and prevent people gaining access at all…this sounds like the best for protecting your thoughts, the only drawback is if someone is persistent it becomes a battle of wills and that's just not nice. The second form is where you isolate certain thoughts and just protect them…again, same problem. The third can be considered the hardest, but most people consider it to be the best way. With that one, you create a whole visualised fortress in your mind where all of your thoughts and feelings and memories and stuff are stored in various ways…this is like layered protection, they have to get into your fortress then search for the area with what they are looking for in and then get past any traps or protections you've set in there…stuff like locked doors, sequence protectors where they have to do things in a certain order or they get hurt, that sort of thing…and then they have to work out what to actually do with the object the is representing the thought, memory or emotion, as everything has a physical manifestation in there…basically if you do it right, there is absolutely no way in hell any one is gonna be able to get into your mind without permission. Now to do this…."
For the next several hours Tonks guided Harry through the various exercises necessary for creating his layer upon layer of traps, misdirection and protection in order to fully fortify his mind.
At the end of the session Harry was mentally exhausted but they were both satisfied with his progress so they decided to just sit and talk for a while, as opposed to trying to learn anything new.
When it was almost time for Tonks to switch over with Dung on guard duty the two got dressed and Harry walked her to the door, at which point Vernon Dursley decided to interfere.
"BOY! What is that FREAKISH whore doing in MY house?!" he yelled at the top of his lungs before pulling his fist back and punching Harry in the side of the head, sending him reeling back into the wall. At this point, both Harry and Tonks pulled their wands and pointed them squarely at Vernon who rapidly paled.
"Are you alright there Harry?" asked Tonks.
"Yeah, I'll be fine."
"Ok, go back up into your room, I'll just tell Fletcher to take over then I'll be right up."
When it comes to escaping an enraged Uncle Vernon, Harry Potter did not need to be told twice; he scrambled up the stairs and heard Tonks making a few threats to his uncle before leaving the house. No sooner had he reached his bedroom than Tonks once more appeared in it.
"Are you sure you're alright?" she asked quietly, obviously very concerned.
"Yeah, I'm used to it by now" he replied wearily.
"Right well if that's the way things are round here then I'm gonna stay so you don't have to put up with it alone, at least for tonight, if not for the rest of the summer. Unless you have any objections that is?"
"No objections, but you really don't have to do this you know?"
"I know I don't have to, but I do want to. Now it's nearly 10 o'clock and you look knackered so why don't we just go to sleep and talk about this in the morning?" she suggested.
They both got changed, him into a pair of boxers and her into a slightly over large t-shirt that came to just below the curve of her ass before she walked over and crawled into bed next to him.
"Umm…Tonks? What're you doing?" he asked.
"Oh, come on Harry, don't tell me after everything we've done today you can't even share a bed with me just to sleep in." she replied laughing lightly.
"I suppose it's alright then."
"Goodnight" she said as she wrapped her arms around him.
As they fell asleep, both were silently thinking how lucky they were to actually be able to be this close to the other, and wishing that they were sharing the bed for purposes other than sleeping.
The following morning when they both woke up, it was to find a not entirely unwelcome yet some what embarrassing problem that neither had considered the previous night. That being the fact that the tip of Harry's morning hard on was currently about an inch inside of Tonks, who was currently grinning at him "Morning Harry, don't you think it's a bit early for that?"
At which point he bolted for the bathroom.