Harry wiped his brow as he stood up from the flower beds he had just finished weeding. The mower cut off a moment later. "I think we're done," Harry said while patting his hands to get the dirt off them. Dudley rubbed the dirt and sweat off his face and pushed the mower off the lawn as they heard the front door open.
"Well I think that deserves some refreshments," a soothing voice said to the two who just finished up their chores.
Harry smirked as Tonks came out dressed up as a stereotypical stepford housewife. She had on a knee length skirt with a white button up blouse and curly blonde hair. In her arms was a silver tray of sandwiches and lemonade. "I think my big strong men deserve a nice lunch," a thick accent rolling off her tongue.
While the two teenagers ate, Tonks just started to play with Harry's hair. "I hope you have fun at the movies Dudley," Tonks said while giving Harry a massage, roaming her hands around his chest.
Dudley swallowed his bite of food and looked at the metamorph curiously. "I'm going to a movie?"
"Yeah, I convinced your mum to take you and your dad out for a couple of hours," Tonks winked at the older boy.
"But why aren't we going? We could see a movie?" Harry tilted his head to see what Tonks was thinking in trying to get the house empty when they could also go out.
Tonks leaned her head down to nip Harry's ear and keep it between her teeth and let out a throaty purr. "Because I think that there's something much more fun we could be doing for a couple of hours with an empty house."
Harry perked up and turned to Dudley. "Have fun at the movies, don't hurry back, no seriously take your time, see two movies even," giving his cousin a push towards the house. He wanted to get his relatives on the road as fast as possible. He wondered just what Nym had to do to get his aunt Petunia to agree to leave them alone but frankly he didn't care at this point. Harry had a choice to try and figure that out or count the seconds before he could tear his girlfriend out of her clothes and they could defile each other.
He vividly remembered his first time and that Tonks hadn't run screaming from him and even more wanted a relationship with him, so he was latched onto her as the most wonderful woman in the world.
Harry watched as Vernon backed out of the driveway and giving a ten count after he turned the corner, Harry rushed to pick up Tonks in his arms and bounded up the stairs.
Tonks let out a squeal as Harry plopped her on the bed before hiking up her skirt and diving in. She bucked her hips as Harry sucked on her womanhood through her thin panties. He was a voracious animal even when not a werewolf, but she was not going to complain about a lover who took great pleasure in her pleasure. Tonks had some selfish lovers in the past who thought of her as just a pretty hole to stick themselves into but Harry was not even remotely like them.
He worshiped her body, every inch had to be touched and stroked, kisses and licks were aplenty from him.
Minutes would tick by with Harry's head buried between Nymphadora's thighs. "Oh Harry, keep going, I'm almost there," Tonks breathlessly gasped out while clamping her legs down on Harry's head, gripping his hair tightly. She bucked a few times before flopping back down. "It gets better every time," Tonks sighed happily.
She felt Harry start to crawl up her body, trailing his tongue along her stomach, planting kisses as he rose higher and higher. She giggled as he began to focus attention on her breasts, squeezing, molding them in his hands. Alternating which one he wanted in his mouth as if they had a distinct but equally delicious flavor. Tonk bit her lip and expanded her chest to be bigger so that there was more to play with and more pleasure to be had.
Harry was grinding his pelvis into her inflamed lips. "Nym, Nym I'm going to fuck you," Harry whispered as he met her gaze and she could see the animalistic and hazy look in his eyes as he wanted to mate with her. "I want to put my babies in you so much right now," Harry exhaled as he plunged into her and started to rut.
Tonks let out a gasp as she wrapped her legs around Harry's waist while he thrusted away as if each deep stab would ensure a greater chance at sowing his seeds. He was panting and kissing Tonks with every breath. His stamina was nearly endless she found and he would continue until his body simply gave out underneath him, no matter how many times he released. This certainly beat filing paperwork after chasing down a petty thief through Diagon Alley and all the office politics of who is vying for a promotion and getting chewed out because she didn't get reports in before the crime even happened.
Letting Harry turn her into a puddle of sexed up bliss was heaven.
He was never rough with her, his touches so gentle, so tender and it was how she imagined a queen was treated by her king. She could just relax and let the ecstasy roll over her body as her lover pumped her womb full.
She blinked open her eyes and saw that it was nearly dark out, her body was aching but in a good way and she could feel arms wrapped around her as a body held her close. "Oh wow, did you fuck me into a coma Harry?" Tonks asked and felt him shift beside her.
"Sorry, after about ten minutes you just looked like you passed out. I probably should have stopped but you looked so bloody sexy just lying there," Harry apologized. "So I just kept going and going. I made a right mess of you."
Tonks reached for the night stand and turned on the lamp next to the bed and saw that she was caked with his seed. She concluded that Harry had to have pulled out and just let it spray all over her. Thick globs that now looked like milky pearls dotted her body. "I wish I was conscious for all that," Tonks scoffed because she would have begged for him to paint her face with it, letting it fall into her mouth as she gargled it and let it foam before swallowing every drop. Perhaps next time, which was going to be very soon.
"Are you hungry, because I'm famished," Harry grinned because while he was hungry he couldn't convince his body to let go of her while she slept.
"I am but I can't go sit down at the table like this, your relatives would freak," Nymphadora cackled at the idea that she could sit across from them with all this baby batter acting as make up. "So I need a shower but I can't quite feel my legs."
"I'll help you," Harry offered as he swaddled her in his blanket which would need a thorough washing or just a good burning in a dumpster and replaced with something new. And he managed out his bedroom door with her and across the hall where he rested her on the countertop and turned on the shower.
He climbed in with her once the temperature had warmed up. "Harry," Nymphadora moaned as his hands began roving her body once again, gently fingering her while sudsing up her breasts.
"Sorry, you're just so beautiful," Harry said even though he wasn't stopping, leaning forward he kissed her neck before sucking on her collarbone. "Oh Tonks, I love you so much."
"I love you too Harry but we can't have sex here, we'll use up all the hot water before you get satisfied with me and I do not want to have cold shower sex, no way." Tonks politely declined and moved Harry's hand away from her more sensitive areas.
"Right," Harry gulped and pulled back, and began to wash her back for her.
She turned around and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. "Doesn't mean we can't make out for a bit though," locking lips with him and pushing him against the wall with a thud. Ten minutes later the couple came out of the bathroom and while she still had a bit of a limp Tonks was able to at least take the stairs by herself.
She however wasn't going to sit in the stiff dining chairs and plopped down on the couch next to Aunt Petunia who was reading. Her arrival startled the woman into fumbling her book. "Sorry," Tonks apologized for making Harry's aunt lose her page.
"I thought you were a ghost," Petunia snarked. "I had figured you had died upstairs. What with all the moaning. Aren't there spells that would block sound out?"
Nymphadora blushed furiously and her hair changed to a matching red. "Sorry, I sort of forgot to put them up in all the excitement. And if I did die from that, then what a way to go."
Petunia just sniffled at the implication that her nephew had pleasured this young lady so well that she was practically catatonic when they returned home from the movies. "So now where is he?" Petunia asked before hearing someone moving about in the kitchen.
"Making me a lavish meal because I'm worth it," Tonks grinned smugly. She wasn't trying to antagonize the woman but prodding her that her husband doesn't treat her anywhere nearly as good as Harry does for her was like holding a golden trophy over her head. And while it might seem crass, Harry was the ultimate house husband. He was never pushy for anything, heroic, brave, good looking, hung like nobody's business, a very generous lover and he could tend a home better than most mothers she saw. The idea of working her job and coming home to him holding a steaming hot plate of succulent food, no clothes on except for an apron. And how he'd massage away the soreness of a hard day's work before taking her upstairs and ravishing her.
"Mmmh, I love my man," Tonk purred because she couldn't believe how amazing her life was right now and all because her cousin wanted her to watch over Harry's transformations.
She didn't have to wait long before Harry returned with a plate full of tasty food and while she ate, Harry started to massage her long legs. "If you're trying to have a repeat later tonight," Tonks blissfully sighed from the ministrations of her young lover. "I think I can accommodate."
Harry grinned and pulled Tonks tighter towards him. "Your birthday's coming up soon?"
"Yeah, but it's also on the full moon," Harry responded.
"That just means I need to give you a present and Shadow a present," Tonks said with a husky voice while trailing her fingers up and down Harry's chest. "And I think I can come up with something you'd both enjoy."
"Shadow?" Harry raised an eyebrow. "Who's Shadow?"
"You silly, I only realized we never gave you a name," Tonks batted Harry's shoulder. "And since I'm the only one who gets to play with you both, I think I should be the one to name you."
Rolling his eyes because honestly Tonks could get away with pretty much anything with him. "Fine, Shadow it is."
Tonk ruffled her boyfriend's hair before noticing the clock on the wall. "Oh jeez, I have to go," she said as she shot off the couch. "Sorry, it's this whole thing we're setting up to fight You-Know-Who."
"When am I going to be let in on this secret, after all I'm the one he's after?" Harry asked his girlfriend who was getting herself ready to leave. Harry gave her a kiss before she apparated off the porch. Sitting on the couch with his aunt, Harry was soured by his girlfriend having to leave again for these secret meetings that she kept assuring him he would be brought to when they were ready.
"I'm happy for you," Petunia said suddenly making Harry look up from the television.
"What?" Harry blinked as if he hadn't heard her.
"After everything you've told us you've been through, I… realize that your life has not been easy," Petunia looked away from her nephew's gaze.
Harry just shook his head. "You and Vernon didn't make it easy. A cupboard, even I knew that was messed up."
Petunia rubbed her hands together. "I'm sorry… I took out my hatred of my sister for being special on you. She was Lily Evans, beautiful, smart, everyone liked her, she had a bright future, I knew that when we were little girls. But still I thought despite it all we'd be side by side until that woman showed up with a letter. Now she was different, getting to go off into a fantasy land that was forbidden to me."
"I wrote a letter to your headmaster, begging him to let me go to that school with my sister," Petunia admitted. "But I wasn't special, I didn't have magic. So she went off while I stayed behind and heard our parents gush about how wonderful my sister was. How amazing she was because she was a witch. The years went by and she was so perfect, she managed to land a story book wedding with a rich pureblood lord that she met in school."
"And finally one morning I wake up to a baby on the doorstep with a note saying my sister had been murdered and I have to raise her son who was so important, it… it brought up everything I had been thinking about my sister for decades and you were the only outlet. I'm sorry Harry, I was wrong. I was just so angry at the entire magical world for stealing my sister."
Harry didn't think he could forgive his aunt for the way she treated him growing up but now he at least knew she had a reason for it, that didn't make it good or acceptable, but now he knew. "I'm sure that we can visit her grave," Harry shrugged. "I mean, I've never been to see it but someone has to know where they were buried."
"I think I would like that, you tell me that ghosts are real so maybe, maybe she'll hear my apology," Petunia quietly spoke about her intention to try and atone.
As Harry was scrubbing up the dinner dishes he heard the sound of rustling leaves and smiled because Tonks was clearly trying to sneak in for some late night hanky panky when he took a whiff of the air and stopped. "That's not Tonks," Harry snarled as he slammed his hands on the counter, startling Dudley who was having a bowl of ice cream.
Stomping outside Harry looked around but saw no one, smelling the air he knew that someone was here. "What is it Harry?" Dudley asked while sticking his head out the back door.
"Someone's here," Harry growled out as he rushed after the new scent. It was someone he couldn't see, so it wasn't just a normal burglar, but when Harry tackled the invisible figure, he wrenched the invisibility cloak off of them and a frightened looking wizard. He didn't want to give this strange man a chance so he bashed his fist on the man's head, knocking him out. Rummaging through his pockets Harry found a number of things. "Dudley come here, take his wand."
Dudley hurried over to take the stick and Harry was soon piling more items in his arms. "We'll take him inside, I'll figure out who to contact."
Petunia and Vernon had come down the stairs to see what the commotion was all about as Harry was tying a man to a chair in the kitchen while Dudley had the man's belongings laid out on the table. "What's going on?"
"This wizard was hiding out in the backyard under this invisibility cloak," Harry informed his relatives as he pointed to the cloak on the table. "Don't know who he is or why he was here, but it looks like he nicked a bunch of stuff from the neighborhood, I think that's Ms. Polkin's lawn gnome."
Petunia looked at the garden ornament and recognized it. "So he's a thief?"
"Yeah, but he could be more," Harry said while keeping an eye on the intruder. "Dudley bring me Hedwig, I need to send a letter to Tonks, she'll know what to do."
"Sure thing," Dudley nodded and went upstairs to Harry's room. A minute later Dudley came back down with the squawking bird on his arm.
"Hedwig, I need you to get this to Tonks straight away," Harry said while handing the letter to his owl who winged her way out of the window and off into the sky. "Hopefully she doesn't have to go too far."
The man let out a groan and Harry went over to him in case he tried anything. "What hit me?" the man mumbled as he blinked his eyes to clear up his vision.
"I did, and you better have a good reason for why you were stealing from the houses around here," Harry warned as he turned the man to face him.
"Harry, oh this is all a big misunderstanding," the thief said jovially. "You see I'm here under Dumbledore's orders, so if you could just let me go."
"I'm not doing that, Dumbledore hasn't told me anything all summer, especially nothing about some criminal going around," Harry disagreed with his captive. "We're going to wait to see what Tonks has to say about this."
That caused the man to try and pull on his bindings. "Come on, be a pal, you don't need to get her involved, we can settle this without her."
"I don't even know your name, so we are anything but pals," Harry warned before he heard a number of pops from the lawn. Taking a whiff of the air Harry recognized that Tonks and Sirius had just arrived. The back down slammed open and neither entering the room looked happy.
"Dung are you serious," Sirius bellowed. "You had a job to watch the house, not…" The animagus huffed in frustration. "I should have never let Albus convince me to let you join The Order."
"You're lucky that I'm not an auror anymore," Tonks frowned while looking over everything Mundungus had been taking. She sighed and her hair turned a deep purple. "You have to put this all back Dung."
"So who is this guy?" Petunia asked Sirius as to the identity of this intruder..
"Mundungus Fletcher, known reprobate. Albus thought he'd be helpful because he's on the morally gray side of light," Sirius answered tiredly. "We had people watching the house in case You-Know-Who decided to launch an assault or I dunno, try to imperious someone to blow up the place. Dung here was supposed to cover for the night since Tonks and I weren't here. But he was supposed to watch from across the street, not traipse around nicking everything he could sell."
"Come on, it was just a few things," Dung protested as Tonks started to drag him outside. "I can put it all back, come on. No need to tell the Headmaster."
Sirius pinched his brow before looking at the Dursleys. "We can move Harry this Monday, after his birthday. The safehouse for him is set up."
"Then why can't we be rid of him now if it's ready," Vernon grunted.
Sirius pointed to the calendar with three red circles on the weekend. "Because the ministry is going to send someone these nights. The ministry is already trying to pin him as some uncontrollable monster, so if he's not here when he's changed they are going to send out the Hit Wizards and believe me, they cast first and don't ask questions later. We don't need Harry having a ministry approved kill on sight order."
"But what about who the ministry sends, surely if they are so against Harry then they aren't likely to allow someone like Tonks again?" Petunia asked because she wasn't the biggest fan of more people in the home.
"I doubt it, Fudge or more likely that bitch Umbridge is going to handpick his minder, best thing we can do is have more of our people here," Sirius ran his hand through his hair before smiling devilishly. "So Dursley's you ready to have a bunch of Harry's friends over?"