September 1st 1994
Harry and Ron were chatting with Ginny when they saw Hermione come through the barrier onto 9 and . She must have been running very late as the Weasley's had been early and still among the last to board the train.
Ron's eyes glazed over when he saw Hermione. She was wearing a tight button down sweater which highlighted the size of her breasts. They had grown to rather nice sized melons with nipples that were obviously trying to push their way through her bra and sweater both. Otherwise she looked utterly the same.
When she got close enough she grabbed them both in deep hugs. Smooshing them against those mighty mounds. Ron made a strange gurgling noise when she did that but Harry at least managed to maintain his composure. To her amusement. "Oh I'm so glad you guys are okay. I heard about what happened at the cup and was so worried."
"Yeah we're fine. Speaking of cups what happened to you?" Ron said waving his hand in the general direction of Hermione's chest.
"Can we get on the train and talk about it?"
"Yeah sure let's go." Harry said leading the way. Once everyone was settled Hermione rubbed the sides of her bosom and sighed.
"Well I was working on a lactation potion. From the 6th year book. And to speed up the process I used the microwave oven to process some of the ingredients. That kinda was a bad idea because now I permanently lactate." She said with a shrug which caused things to shift and move.
"Blimey what were you making a lactation potion for?" Ron asked in surprise.
Hermione blushed, "Well dad likes it and mom finds it pretty nice too but she hasn't milked since I was a baby and I wanted to give them a gift."
Ron worked his mouth for a few seconds before saying, "But but only babies drink that. Not grown ups. That's just weird."
Harry kinda shrugged when Ron looked at him as he didn't think one way or the other about it.
"If you say so Ron. My mom and dad think its perfectly okay for consenting adults to do that. I bet if you talked to your parents they'd have some ideas that would surprise you."
"I'm not going to talk to my parents about sex. I mean that would be like Harry talking to the Dursleys about it."
Harry shrugged, "The Dursleys just said don't. Other than that they don't talk to me about anything they don't have to."
"Do they hurt?" Ginny asked unconsciously rubbing her own small breasts.
"Only if I don't get milked every 8 hours. I fell so sound asleep when I first started doing this that I woke up tight and swollen and had to have mom's help to get drained enough to handle it. And they wanted me to try and see if I would dry up on my own I lasted a day maybe. I looked like I had two angry red beach balls attached to my chest that were practically squirting milk everywhere." She rubbed the side of her breasts again, "I'll probably have to pump here in an hour or so and maybe once more before we get to the castle as I forgot to do so before we left home."
Harry tried to surreptitiously rub something else.
Ron looked aghast but said nothing. Harry was getting a bit curious about the process. Never having been around a woman doing that.
"So what do you do with it?" Harry asked.
"Well over the summer I filled the milk jug at home, gave some to Crookshanks and took the rest to the local milk banks. I guess at the castle I'll have to dump it."
"Maybe you could see if the house elves could use it?" Harry said.
Ron though at the same time said, "Geez just how much do you produce?"
She blushed "Just a pint per breast, every 8 hours."
Ron gaped at her before saying, "Blimey! You're a bleeding cow!"
"Ron!" Ginny and Hermione both yelled at him. Harry glared at him.
"Well I mean. Every 8 hours. 24 hours a day. Making a two pints at a time. That's like a gallon a day. Bleeding hell."
Ginny laughed, "Figures he'd know about a food related fact."
Hermione sighed, "Okay yeah I know that. Dad looked it up too. I started out making a half gallon per breast every 4 hours but as the magic has been burning off they've been slowing down. They think that as I keep using it that it'll eventually either stabilize or wear off."
"Well is it dangerous or normal milk?" Harry was asking.
"Well mom and dad have been drinking it all summer and so has Crookshanks among others. So yeah its just plain normal human breast milk. I just make a lot of it."
"Oh cool."
They sat and changed the subject to what the new school year would be like. Who would teach defense and such. Harry kept watching Hermione rub the side of her breasts before she finally sighed and started digging into the bag beside her.
"Whatcha doing Hermione? What's that?" Ron asked seeing her pulling some strange devices out of her bag.
"Its a manual breast pump Ron since there isn't electricity at the castle I have to use this."
"You're going to milk yourself now?"
"Uh yeah. They're starting to ache and if I don't want to leak too bad I have to do it now."
Ron got up, "I think I'll go see what Neville's doing."
Ginny chuckled and said, "I'll see you later."
Harry hadn't moved as Hermione began to unbutton her sweater. She looked at him then smiling said, "Well if you're going to stay do us a favor and pull the curtains and lock the door."
"Yeah sure" Harry said getting up not thinking about the bulge he was sporting.
"Oh my Harry." Hermione said as she noticed though. "I take it this doesn't bother you?"
Sitting back down after securing the compartment he blushed and shook his head, "No it sounds kinda interesting."
"You and dad are going to get along. He said this would show who my real friends were."
Harry chuckled, "So uh do you want me to leave?"
She bit her lip as she finished unbuttoning her sweater exposing a large white bra constraining her milky white breasts. Thick dark nipples visible through the already damp material.
"No I don't really. It can get kinda awkward trying to do this and uh. I guess showing my boyfriend my breasts is a normal activity right?"
He grinned at her. "Your boyfriend?" he said making eye contact.
"Yeah. I bet Ron doesn't even remember I have eyes much less what color they are. You've managed to look me in the face multiple times since I showed up. That's a good sign."
"Yeah it is. So uh is there anything you want me to do?"
"Well sometimes when I pump one the other one leaks so if you want to drink it. You can."
"You mean directly from?"
"Yeah. You can suck directly. Just don't bite and be gentle ok?"
Harry followed her instructions and helped her get the flaps opened on the bra exposing the thick brown caps. White fluid already pooling out of them. He bent down and licked the one she had thrust out at him. Causing her to shudder and give a rather deep sigh, "Ohkay. I see what mom meant about that. Uh until you get me drained don't play around Harry just drain first then you can play."
Harry chuckled, "Yes mommy."
She rolled her eyes but closed them when he started in earnest. She almost forgot to pump but the sudden let down caused her to try and get the pump in place.
Ginny was watching closely and moved to sit beside Hermione on the other side.
"Can I?" she asked.
Hermione looked at her eager face and nodded after a moment.
Ginny shifted her position so she was laying looking up at Hermione and began suckling on the other breast.
Hermione looked down at both of her friends that were suckling off of her. She felt a great deal of happiness and pleasure as she stroked their hair. Ginny had her eyes closed and just suckled. Harry had pushed his arm under her thigh and was occasionally running his tongue around her nipple causing her to get a tingle.
She leaned back and let them drain her which was soon. Although Ginny had fallen asleep in her lap.
Hermione looked down and stroked Ginny's cheek gently, "Ginny?"
"Yes mummy." The red head sighed sleepily then began to blush as she realized she had called her friend mummy.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah. I just miss suckling off of mum. She used to let me do it until dad said I was too old. I can barely remember what it felt like to be held in her lap like this and suck until I fell asleep." Ginny said with a wistful smile.
"Oh. Well if you aren't mad about Harry being my boyfriend I'll let you suckle and get comforted like this." Hermione said gently stroking Ginny's hair.
"Really?" Ginny asked looked hopefully.
"Well I need drained anyhow so why not?" Hermione said softly. "Harry doesn't have to be the only one to benefit."
"I certainly don't mind." Harry declared.
Hermione looked at the bulge in the crotch of his trousers, "No it certainly seems you don't mind at all."
Ginny continued to lay in Hermione's lap, closing her eyes she took a deep breath, "Thanks. I appreciate this."
Hermione stroked Ginny's long hair, "Okay. No problem."
Soon Ginny was breathing gently as she fell asleep with her head in Hermione's lap.
"Harry could you help me get these flaps back up?" Hermione asked. "And put the pump away."
"Yeah sure no problem." he said.
…...
Ginny woke up from her nap to find Harry sitting next to Hermione with his arm around her shoulders. Hermione had laid her hand on Ginny's stomach.
"Have a nice nap?" Hermione said looking at Ginny with a smile.
"Yeah I did. Thanks. That was the first time since. Since he was in my head I didn't have nightmares." Ginny said sitting up.
Hermione looked at Harry who nodded, "Well anytime you want to do that we'll be fine with it."
Ginny looked bashfully at the floor for a moment, "Really?"
"Yes. And if you want to call me mommy or whatever makes you feel better we'll be okay with that." Hermione said, "It felt kinda neat when you called me that."
"Really? Uh." Ginny blushed awkwardly, "Uh just how far could we go with this?"
Hermione looked curiously at Ginny, "Uh just how far do you want to go?"
"Well Mum really means well and I know she loves me but she really didn't act like I was her daughter, just another one of the boys." Ginny sighed deeply, "Luna would tell me about her mum and what she would do before she died and I would get jealous. So uh. Could you maybe pretend to be my mum and like treat me like that? Let me suckle off you? Call you mum and stuff."
"Pretend to be your mum?" Hermione asked? "Uh in what way?"
"Well brush my hair. Talk to me, sing me to sleep. Stuff like what your mum does with you?" Ginny asked as she seemed to warm to the idea.
Hermione looked thoughtful for a moment, "Okay but we probably shouldn't do this in public. People might not understand."
Ginny nodded enthusiastically, "Okay mummy."
Hermione grinned, "So I take it you want to role-play this out in-depth?"
Ginny nodded, "Please?"
Hermione sighed, "Okay. When its just you me and Harry you can call me mum and we'll act like mother and daughter."
Ginny sighed happily before giving Hermione a tight hug, "Thanks."
"So since I'm Hermione's boyfriend does that make me daddy?" Harry chuckled.
Both girls looked at him then each other. Ginny said, "Uh. Maybe, I guess. I still feel kinda odd."
"Odd sexual attraction odd or odd some other way?" Hermione asked.
"A little of both. I mean I like the idea of calling Harry dad. But I kinda like the idea of snogging Harry and stuff." Ginny confessed.
Hermione raised her eyebrow, "Do you feel that way about your own dad?"
Ginny shook her head, "No. Dad is not someone I'd like to get into my knickers."
"Okay but Harry is." Hermione asked looking at Harry who was shifting in his seat slightly.
"Yeah. But calling him dad actually makes me feel more interested in getting Harry into my knickers." Ginny said with a huff, "So I know that's weird."
Hermione took a deep breath, "Okay, none of this is exactly normal. But if Harry's okay with it I would be okay."
Harry and Ginny both looked at her in surprise.
"Really? You would let me and Ginny snog and stuff?" harry asked.
Hermione nodded with a smile, "As long as I get snogged and stuff too."
"Oh yeah of course." Harry agreed.
"Well then here's the rules Ginny."
Ginny looked attentively at Hermione.
"In private you can call me mummy and act like a little girl with me. I'll also breast feed you when I need to drain." Hermione said causing Ginny to grin happily., "Harry you can call daddy but you can do so in a sexy way. And if you are naughty for me or Harry then he can spank you on your bare bottom."
"Spank me on my bare bottom?" Ginny's voice rose slightly in excitement. Her nipples were trying to push through the thin fabric of her shirt as she was braless. "Okay. That will be nice."
"Okay. So let me braid your hair dearie." Hermione said in a sweet voice.
"Thanks mummy." Ginny said settling happily onto the floor in front of Hermione.
…...
Walking towards the carriages Hermione heard a few people whispering as her, Harry and Ginny walked by them. She smirked and threw her larger bosom out proudly. Ginny laughing from the other side of Harry as she did the same but with her small apple sized bosom.
Reaching the carriage harry helped her and Ginny up and then took a seat between them. Across from them Neville, Ron and a pretty blonde girl sat.
"Hello who are you?" Harry asked politely.
"This is Luna." Ron said.
"Hello Harry Potter. Yes. My name is Luna Lovegood." the blonde said smiling at them.
"Oh. Ginny mentioned you." Harry said, "Cool."
"I like your hair." Luna said looking at Ginny. Ron had been staring at her french braids as well.
"Thanks mummy..." Ginny froze in horror before looking worriedly at Harry and Hermione.
"Mummy?" Ron demanded.
"Hermione said I could call her mummy. Okay?" Ginny angrily exclaimed. "Its not like my own mother braided my hair or anything. She acted like I was just another boy."
Ron glared for a moment then his face fell as Luna looked expectantly at him, "Yeah I know."
"You know?" Hermione and Ginny both asked in surprise.
"Yeah. You were a real surprise to everyone. Mum and dad were expecting you to be a boy so they just kinda weren't prepared." Ron said quietly as the carriage began to move.
"Oh. Well uh. So you're not mad I called Hermione mum?" Ginny asked.
Ron shrugged, "I guess not. Why should I?"
"Because she let me suckle off of her." Ginny explained to Hermione's chagrin.
Luna looked at Hermione closely then down at her breasts making her feel self-conscious.
"You are lactating?" Luna asked.
Hermione took a deep breath then explained once more about the potions accident and her current condition.
"Oh. That must be nice to be able to bond with your friends that closely. A witch's breast milk has many healthy benefits when drunk." Luna explained.
"Really?" Harry asked.
"Oh yes. It helps build not only a healthy body but helps stimulate the growth of a magical core as well as tight familial bonds." Luna explained.
"Yeah but that's in babies Luna. We're past that." Ron countered.
"There have been very few studies done but what few there are say that adult magicals gain some benefit from drinking breast milk. I would wonder since we are all in puberty and growing if there might not be more benefit." Luna said, "Would you be willing to let me suckle as well?"
Hermione looked thoughtfully for a moment before shrugging, "Well I suppose you can. I mean it felt nice feeding Harry and Ginny."
"Thank you. Can I also call you mum too?" Luna asked, "I miss mine very much."
Taking a deep breath Hermione nodded, "Alright you may. Neville you want to join in too?"
Neville had been looking out the back of the carriage the entire conversation before he mumbled something in response.
"Hunh?" Hermione asked, "Could you repeat that?"
Turning to face her he bashfully said, "Yeah I guess so if you don't mind."
"Ron?" Hermione turned to their other friend.
"Uh. You won't mind?" Ron asked.
"I wouldn't have offered if I minded." Hermione replied, "Although nothing sexual. Harry's the only one who gets to play around."
Ron and Neville both nodded their agreement. "Okay if you say so." Ron said with a chuckle, "But I'm not going to call you mum."
"Not a problem." Hermione chuckled, "Although I'll have to put everyone on a schedule. It'll probably be easier to feed Ginny and Harry in the morning then Neville and Ron in the morning and Luna you and Ginny can be in the evening so we can have some mummy daughter time."
"Sounds okay to us." Harry spoke for everyone as they agreed.
…...
Over the next month Hermione fed her friends on their assigned schedule regularly. She felt her production had not decreased according to the schedule but fortunately it did not seem to have increased either.
Her morning feedings with harry and Ginny consisted of the two of them suckling her while she stroked their hair and talked about the classes for the day. Then she would braid Ginny's hair and kiss her on the cheek.
Once alone in the room she would take Harry's trousers down enough to stroke his hard cock off until he exploded with his own creamy white stuff. She had licked it up once and discovered she liked the taste so would alternate between stroking him off and sucking him. He would then slid his fingers down her knickers and return the favor getting her off or get on his knees and worship at her temple.
Ron and Neville were far more awkward at first but soon would lay with their heads in her lap and suckle quietly. Their eyes closed in simple enjoyment. She did not feel any sexual excitement for either boy nor did they seem to feel any developing for her.
Luna sighed happily when she was able to suckle and happily talked to Hermione about things going on, what her day had been. She would even call Hermione mum outside of their private time to the consternation of Hermione until she realized no one seemed to care.
Due to circumstances Ginny was the only girl in third year Gryffindor which meant that Hermione could tuck her into bed, read her a story and kiss her on the cheek good night. Ginny happily enjoying the treatment.
…...
After two months Hermione thought she had begun to notice a difference in her friends. She noticed Harry's scar did not seem quite so angry and red, as well as his cock was larger and his cum thicker and more of it. Luna had begun to put on some weight and all of it in the right places to be more feminine. Ginny though seemed slimmer and somehow younger. Her clothes had become baggier and looser as her body lost definition. What little breasts she had grown had shrunk to small puffiness while her pubic hair was almost non-existent.
Hermione had no idea about Ron or Neville though as she had not seen their cocks before the experiment had begun. She was not entirely sure how to discus it with them though. Ron's behavior was a lot better as he was more respectful, obedient and considerate towards Hermione.
Neville did not behave much different although he was taller, and had gained a bit of definition in his face. Hermione did accidentally brush her hand over his groin once while feeding and felt a rather surprisingly large bulge there.
…...
Half-way through November Hermione pulled Luna aside after their feeding as Ginny skipped out with her long pigtails bouncing The only part of her body that could bounce as she looked like she was a first year again.
"Luna. Have you noticed anything odd going on with those of you feeding off of me?" Hermione asked worriedly.
"Yes mum I have. I was debating about discussing it with you only I was waiting to see if the changes would stabilize." Luna said rubbing her own breasts that were the size of oranges. "I seem to have reached a plateau, but then I have a better sense of self image than the others do."
"Yeah. Yesterday Harry's scar burst open and this weird black ichor came oozing out before fading. Along with some other, uh more personal, physical changes." Hermione blushed.
"Interesting. I was talking with Neville and he has noticed a size increase as well as amount of ejaculate he produces." Luna replied.
"You uh. You can talk to him about that?" Hermione gasped.
"We are comfortable discussing things with each other." She said with a smile.
"Ginny's got me the most concerned though." Hermione said, "She looks like a first year."
Luna frowned, "Her desire to go back to when she was a little girl and had a mother that loved her seems to be affecting her physical appearance. It is rather an example of the power of these." She said cupping Hermione's breasts.
"Why would my milk be affecting everyone so much?" Hermione gasped.
"I doubt it is specific to you. The magical community is conditioned to stop breastfeeding at two or three years old maximum. From that point forward we are all weaned. However when a magical reaches puberty not only does our physical growth undergo a rapid progression so does our magical energies. By breastfeeding it seems to have as strong of an effect on us as it does when we are babies. An adult doesn't gain the same benefit as their magic and bodies are more fixed." Luna explained.
"Maybe I should start drinking my own milk." Hermione chuckled ironically, "That way I get a boost."
"Have you looked at yourself in the mirror Hermione?" Luna asked, "You are being affected by the magical feedback of feeding us too."
"What do you mean? Hermione asked trying to look at herself as well as examining herself.
"You are currently topless yet do not exhibit any bashfulness in it. Plus your breasts are firm round tear drops jutting from your chest wall. You have thick soft thighs and a slightly padded belly. A sort of maternal figure if you will. A very sexy maternal figure. Plus your behavior towards Ron, Neville, Ginny and myself has been very maternal." Luna pointed out. "And Harry is the only one out of us that do not call you mum."
"Yeah I guess so." Hermione bit her lip as she considered things, "And I have been having these dreams about getting pregnant by Harry. Having his babies. They are starting to make our fun and games rather difficult to avoid going too far with."
"Interesting." Luna smiled, "I think we should inform the Matron about this at the very least. As things are becoming obvious."
"Yeah." Hermione agreed. Pulling her bra and shirt on she thought about how she was going to explain this.
…...
"That does explain quite a lot." Poppy said once Luna and Hermione had finished explaining what had been going on. "I was beginning to become concerned with Miss Weasley's appearance."
"So what do you suggest ma'am?" Hermione asked.
"Perhaps you should consider weaning your friends off of your milk." Poppy replied.
Hermione grabbed her breasts defensively, "Uh no. I like the way it feels too much. Plus its helping Harry so much. Its making him a lot better."
"And mummy's milk tastes so much better." Luna chimed in then blinked several times.
"I see. How many of the people you are breast feeding call you mummy or Mum?" Poppy asked.
"Well all of my children. Harry doesn't." Hermione said then froze.
"Oh dear. I am afraid it may already be too late. You've all formed a rather strong familial bond." Poppy said shaking her head.
"What do you mean?" Hermione asked worriedly, "Is this bad? And why would we?"
"Trauma. The act of suckling and being held by a loving maternal figure is a strong thing. So strong in those without a maternal figure that loves them that they seek it in another woman. None of your friends have a maternal figure in their lives so you have replaced that." Poppy explained. "Your unconditional love and feeding them have made them accept you as their mother. And it appears to have awakened your own maternal drives."
"But why doesn't Harry call me mum?" Hermione protested. "and Luna doesn't call me mum that often."
"Because you desire him sexually and he desires you sexually. As for Miss Lovegood she had a loving and caring mother until she passed away. So there is not as much trauma to overcome." Poppy said.
"But none of them are getting younger like Ginny is." Hermione continued worriedly, "Why would she be having such an extreme reaction?"
"Due to having been possessed she is wanting to regress to a safer, better time before then. So magic is allowing her wishes. She should stabilize now that she is a first year, although I would like to make sure and examine all of your children." Poppy said politely pausing.
"Okay. I'll bring all of them in after dinner. That should be alright." Hermione said nodding.
"I'll be ready." Poppy said.
"C'mon Luna we better find them all and let them know." Hermione said rising to leave.
"Yes mum." Luna said falling into step beside Hermione's
Poppy sighed as she rubbed her forehead, this case was going to be one for the record books she thought.
…...
"But Mummy I don't want to go to the hospital. I feel fine." Ginny protested lisping slightly as she had lost a baby tooth.
"It'll be fine. The matron just wants to make sure you're growing up big and strong thanks to mummy's milk." Hermione said holding Ginny in her lap. "There's not going to be any problems."
"Okay mum. Will the boys have to go too?" Ginny asked laying her head on Hermione's breasts.
"Yes your brothers are going to be coming too." Hermione replied. "So is daddy and your big sister too."
"Okay. If everyone is going to be there too. I will." Ginny replied.
…...
The next morning Minerva, Dumbledore and Poppy held a meeting. Poppy had to tell them what was going on with the six students.
"You have some interesting information to tell us Poppy?" Albus asked.
"Yes. It would seem that Miss Granger has been using her milk to feed several of her friends. As a result they have formed a familial bond and their magic itself is altering their perceptions and basic reality itself." Poppy explained.
"Oh dear. Who all is involved." Minerva asked concerned.
"Mister Potter is regarded by Miss Granger as her husband and father of their children. Which consist of Miss Luna Lovegood, Mister Neville Longbottom, and the two youngest Weasleys, Ronald and Ginevra." Poppy rattled off.
"Okay so they have a very odd, if close, friendship and are role-playing out certain desires." Albus said.
"Except this is not a role-playing experience. Their very reality is being altered by their desires and the power of her milk." Poppy countered, "I performed the familia paternis and familia maternis on all of them. Mister Potter and Miss Granger are the only ones who came back with their proper parentage. The four children in this group all came back as sibling. Children of Harry and Hermione Potter."
"I see. Perhaps we should stop Miss Granger from feeding her friends." Minerva suggested.
"I'm afraid it may be too late for that. Miss Weasley has physically and magically regressed to the point of registered as an eleven year old. She does not remember having any mother other than Miss Granger. She does not even have sexual desires for Mister Potter. Although as she is just entering puberty she has no sexual desires at all." Poppy explained. "Not to mention even suggesting that she stop feeding caused all of them to react aggressively defensive. Even Miss Lovegood became rather feral at the suggestion of stopping feeding."
"Oh dear. Well what do you suppose will happen?" Minerva asked.
"I don't know. I have never encountered something like this. No one has ever breast feed teenagers before. Especially not someone as powerful magically as Mrs Potter." Poppy said then paused as the other two teachers looked at her strangely.
"Mrs Potter?" Albus asked running his tongue across his teeth, "I was not aware that they had actually married."
"This is what I am talking about they are distorting and altering reality with their desires. I'm afraid that by Christmas none of us may ever remember a time when they were not a family unit." Poppy shook her head ruefully.
"Well I suppose it wouldn't be all that bad." Minerva said. "They have had so much troubel in their young lives."
Poppy sighed, "I know. I just wanted to warn the two of you because I have no Idea what is going to happen."
"Well in that case. If the avalanche has already begun it is too late for the pebbles to vote. So let's just ride it out." Albus said.
The other two exchanged a concerned expression but nodded.
…...
"Hey mum, who do you think I should ask to the ball?" Ron asked. Looking up from the breakfast table in the married quarters at his mother.
"Oh why don't you ask Hannah Abbott dear. She's nice and from what Lavender said she's not going with anyone yet." Hermione replied. She was smiling as she nursed Ginny in her lap. The young toddler had been allowed to stay with them even though she was too young to officially go to Hogwart's yet as all of her family was here already.
Harry chuckled, "Too bad Neville got to Lavender first or you could ask her."
"Yeah. Snooze you loose." Neville chuckled as he elbowed his brother.
Luna rolled her eyes, "I'll be quite happy to miss out on this."
"I know sweetie. Thanks for agreeing to watch your sister." Hermione said.
"No problem mum. The ball isn't really something that interests me." Luna replied picking her book back up.
Hermione Potter smiled as she looked around the table at her loving family.
…...