Hello all, sorry I was later on this update. Work and stomach flu, bleeeehhhhh but I ended up vomiting up some good ideas for the story in all the bile so it's worth it.
James and Sirius spent the entire night rounding up ingredients. Firstly, they went through materials that would actually be suitable for the thing itself.
"Fire iron?" Sirius said, holding up a long iron poker by the fireplace. James laughed, pulling Sirius along out of the common room door.
"Come off it Padfoot, we have to get tons of steps done tonight." James said next to him under the invisibility cloak. The boys had a long night ahead of them.
Lily, on the other hand, was giving herself a break. She had spent a lot of time in the library lately following up on leads in the envelope and was having some success. Tonight she was getting well rested, excited to be helping Ogg tomorrow with the Giant Squid. As she dozed off she had no idea that two of the Marauders number were out breaking rules on her behalf. If she had known, let's just say she wouldn't have been happy.
The night came and went and the morning saw most of the Hogwarts students in the Great Hall for breakfast. Lily made it for the meal, seating herself with her roommates. Sirius and James dropped into places beside Remus and Peter a bit later, seeming to rue the days they were born.
"Late night?" Remus inquired into his coffee. As the full moon was nearing, he had decided to opt out of this adventure because he needed to get ahead on work and sleep. Peter decided to keep him company.
"Uhhhnnnggg." The duo groaned in unison, listlessly eating whatever was in front of them. Hungry and exhausted, there was hardly a difference between them and zombies besides what they were shoving into their mouths.
"Did you complete the delivery?" Remus asked, smiling now at his friends utter fatigue. Peter scanned the table for people listening in, and finding no one, peered at his friends for an answer. James nodded, bacon limply flailing outside his mouth with the effort.
"Don't worry Remus," Sirius managed through a yawn, "we have everything under control."
Lily went back to her room before her morning class to grab a book she forgot. She was right; it was a lovely day. She was so glad that she had the afternoon off. With these cheerful thoughts she was bustling around her dormitory for her missing book when she noticed something packaged on her bed with a note.
"I have what you need." read the note, and it was unsigned. She could guess what it was, and who sent it. Her face the color of her hair, she stormed out with the book and the package under her arm, crumpling the note in her fist. Hadn't she told him to leave her and her business alone? He would pay for not listening to Lily Evans.
The morning classes over and the boys much refreshed by the wonderful weather of the day, they decided to go out onto the grounds for some downtime. James and Sirius brought their brooms, and Peter levitated out a couple of tankards of pumpkin juice they had snagged from the kitchens. Remus brought some more of his future workload, hopeful that he would get enough done in time this month. Lily was already outside, her notes Alchemy spread out in front of her. She was enjoying the breeze off the lake, which flowed through her hair in a very relaxing manner. The anger of the morning had gone, only replaced by a smug satisfaction. She had gone and met Snape after class, giving him the box. "Leave this in the Slytherin common room, then meet me outside." She had instructed, heading straight through the front doors into the light of the grounds.
Now all she had to do was wait. Severus would come back, they would study and meet Ogg, and her day would go splendidly. Anything lewd or whatever Potter put in that box would be found in the Slytherin common room and dealt with however they see fit. Lily did not intend for James to be incriminated or punished in any way by authorities. She just figured, if the Slytherins have something he made, he will be mad. If it's a prank, then it will still go over fine because that was their house rival. The bonus was that this time Snape wouldn't be harmed or the target of a Marauders prank and it would all go over fine.
The thing she hadn't considered in her frenzy was that she had just handed James's enemy that package. Severus was no fool. He was not going to place an unidentified object in his common room, even if it was from Lily. Knowing her temper, she could be manipulated to make a rash decision. While it irritated him that someone besides him might know her well enough to make use of this, it would be more irritating to find he had planted a dung bomb in the middle of his own house common room. So, Snape opened the package himself.
What lay inside seemed to be the top of a broom handle, smoothed down and polished to be very sleek. It also seemed it had been modified to be curvier at the head, and thinner around the middle, with a small appendage sticking out at the bottom. At first Snape was not connecting this strangely shaped object with the rumors he was hearing yesterday, so he took out his wand. "Show me your secrets!" He commanded, touching his wand point to the polished wood. What he saw made his pale face manifest splotches of rosy color. "So this is a magic dildo. Well, I have the perfect person in mind for you."
Narcissa Black was idly daydreaming in a chair by the fire again when she felt a tap on her shoulder. No one was there, but her wistful gaze fell on a package. Glancing around to see if anyone was there to claim it, she picked it up gingerly. Her face was very pale and smooth, and her hair long, blonde and glossy. She was very pretty when she was lost in thought, or studying. Yet when faced with anyone outside of Slytherin, her face became an unsightly sneer. Just now she was looking thoughtful as she opened the package on her lap.
No one really knew this about Narcissa, but she had always longed for a family, which is strange when one thinks of how cruel her family is. Yet Narcissa always dreamed of being a mom, and of having a child to coddle and a husband to coddle too. A huge part of that dream, as she started her seventh year, was Lucius Malfoy. He was a pureblood that her mother could not demean. And, he looked very striking in dress robes. She knew he was the one, and she was out to have him.
Lucius was not opposed to this pairing, but he was very. . . kinky. He would have Narcissa any time he wanted, and he would do with her what he wanted, and he would oblige to any request she made when it came to family functions or other small matters. Their trade off was near perfect for both of them. So seeing what was inside the package did not shock her as much as it had shocked Severus only fifteen minutes ago.
She had heard of these things from Bellatrix years before, and viewing the object made her face swim into Narcissa's memory. Yet she wasn't there for long, as her passion of Lucius resurfaced. Looking once more into the fire, she tossed the packaging for the object and went silently up to her dormitory with it.
"What took you so long?" Lily yelled from behind a giant tentacle as Severus strolled down the grounds from the castle. "Ogg and I have been having a rough time of it. The Squid doesn't like the burn ointment." The tentacle Lily had just been applying a strange purple substance to writhed in the air before darting back into the depths. Severus picked up some goo and a sought a burnt section of tentacle while eyeing Ogg five or six tentacles away.
"I took care of your. . . package." Severus said discretely, still eyeing the game keeper. Lily tried to remain calm, but slathered too much ointment onto a burnt patch and got a huge amount flicked onto her by the irritated tentacle. "I gave it to Narcissa Black." Lily smirked at this, and felt triumphant again. Narcissa always made snide remarks about her being a mudblood, so she'd be okay with James's package suddenly becoming a giant spider on her.
"But you should know what I found when I checked the thing for spells. It seems Potter used a potion which has the effects of what you want, I believe. . . " Lily looked at him, forgetting her task at hand.
"I never told you who gave that to me, and I didn't say you could look at it!" She snapped, staring down Snape. He remained calm, applying ointment to the tentacle in front of him.
"No, you merely gave me an order and threw it at me, but it might surprise you I have a will of my own, Lily." She looked down, and tried to hide how abashed she was by returning to the job vigorously. "It seems he placed another charm on it. A Vicarial Charm. Advanced magic, but done by a stubborn wizard, it could succeed."
"What does that charm do, Severus?" She asked, waving at Ogg, who was going off to his house to get another vat of Ointment.
"It allows him to feel whatever is felt by the object." Severus said slowly, watching her reaction out of the corner of his eye. He was excited to watch her anger, excited to be united against the same enemy with her.
Slowly, as the full meaning of the Charm dawned on her, Snape got what he wanted. Fury played across her features faster than a wildfire, her entire body becoming flushed. She stared up at Potter, who was currently tossing a quaffle around in the air with Sirius, and willed something very bad to happen to him.
Narcissa Black was not outside enjoying the crisp autumn day, but she was enjoying something else. She was leaning against her headboard, her robes opened to reveal her white button down unbuttoned, and no bra to be seen. 'This new innovation of Lucius's is magnificent!' she thought, as she slid it down her chest, between her white breasts. Believing that Lucius was feeling what she was doing, she was taking her time. Her robes sliding off her shoulders, she watched as the enchanted object moved to caress her nipples as she moved it over them, tiny gasps making her chest rise and fall in a pleasing way. She thought back to the other night, when she had received a last minute note from him from a dark gray postage owl. "Come to the prefects bathroom, 8 o'clock sharp- the password is Gillyweed." She went, naked but for her bathrobes, and upon entrance dropped her robes. Eight came and went, with her in the warm, rose scented bath water. Anxious, waiting.
Back in her room, she loosened her skirt, her fingers finding what she had already known- she had no panties on, and she was wet. Pinching and squeezing her breasts herself, she moved the object lower, over her flexed torso towards her skirt. She felt it glide over her, rubbing back and forth over her heat, baiting her to take it further, deeper. Yet she wanted slow, and she imagined Lucius in her minds eye. His gray eyes fluttering shut in pleasure, his mouth finding her own, his breath as he moans her name. . .
In the prefects bathroom, Lucius made her be still and quiet as he caressed her soapy breasts, his big hands roughly grabbing, then fingertips sliding patterns over her skin. Every fluctuation made her body flex in response, and she held her eyes closed as he watched her moan. In the darkness behind her eyelids every kiss he laid upon her neck was a blossom of heat that she felt between her legs.
The object was moving in circles now, fluctuating pressure and speed, causing her to moan loudly as it pressed her clit. She was lying back on her headboard fully now, her legs spread and her head rolling back, her body arching. . .
Lucius Malfoy toyed with her, waiting until she was on the point of explosion and then backing away, leaving cold water in his wake, and a very frustrated Narcissa. He grinned as she came at him, hungry and animal in her want. His steel eyes burning white hot into hers, he said, "Take what you want, now, Narcissa."
Suddenly she wasn't holding the object anymore. It was thrusting into her, at first slowly, as she got over the shock. Then, as the small addition around the hilt of the thing got to work, it began to thrust more deeply. The appendage swirled around her clit, refusing her the touch that would bring her ecstasy as the object kept moving inside her.
She had backed him up against the steps into the tub, pressing him back as she swam into his lap. He smiled as she slid up his thighs, her wet chest meeting his. They kissed as she grabbed him, guiding him to her. Losing control, she took exactly what she wanted. The water lapped over the sides of the tub around them, mingling with the echos of their mounting need in the empty bathroom.
"Oh please, Lucius, oh, please!" She begged, nearly screaming. As abruptly as it had gotten out of hand, the stimulator brought her everything she was pleading for and more.
James felt, suddenly, mid-air, that something very bad was going to happen to him. He had just passed the quaffle back to Sirius when a strange tingling began to form at the tip of his penis. Hoping it was just a fluke, he continued to fly through the air, running play ideas. Yet the feeling kept building, and suddenly, it was all encompassing. James darted into the edge of the forbidden forest, out of sight. Sirius followed in hot pursuit on his broom, while Remus and Peter followed on foot into the tree line.
James staggered a landing, falling to the ground with his broom. What was happening? Was he one of those perverts people joked about who were hot for broomsticks? All he wanted to think about was sex, sex, sex, and his pants were feeling much more uncomfortable by the second. Sirius landed next to him, staring down at his friend.
"So is it working?" He asked, his eyes flickering towards Prong's pants. James suddenly understood.
"You put that stinking charm on it didn't you?" James cried, writhing with a sudden spasm. Sirius looked off into the trees out of courtesy.
"So its working then?" Sirius asked a branch calmly, suddenly very focused on a leaf. Remus and Peter came stumbling into the trees, out of breath.
"YES IT'S BLEEDIN WORKING!" James roared, then emitted a yell of passion and frustration.
"Do you like it?" Sirius continued his line of questioning, examining another leaf. Remus caught on and seemed to be determined to count all the leaves in the forbidden forest. Peter kept staring at James's red face, and his squirming body.
"What's wrong with Prongs?" He whispered to Moony, never taking his eyes off his friend on the ground. Moony smacked his arm and told him to look at something else.
"NO." James replied before trying to silence a final spasm, then he laid gasping on the ground, his trousers worse for wear. Peter seemed to finally have understood, counting every speck of dirt on the ground he could distinguish from any other speck of dirt.
"Okay, well I'll take it from Lily's room straight away, remove the charm, and no one will be any wiser." Sirius concluded decisively as if summing up a science experiment. He was turning to go make good on his word when Remus cut in.
"It won't be that easy, Padfoot. Lily isn't the one who has it. She's out on the grounds right now, treating the giant squid with Ogg and Snape."
James had never, and never would again, feel the need to kill someone like he did in that moment.