The pair glided to the common room with their robes swirling around them in a manner that seemed more intimidating than Snape's billowing robes. They had showered and come down to say hi to Dora before they left and to let her know that they were there for her. What they saw immediately poured ice on the playful morning they had and had hoped to continue.

"Now what do we have here?" Harry asked as he came to a halt in the common room.

"This is none of your business," a seventh year boy said from where he was leering at Dora. "Now as I was saying mind going with me to Hogsmeade or just for a tour of the castle?"

"Really isn't very bright enough to be here is he?" Hermione asked where she casually fingered her wand. "A shame that the professor would be upset if a few hexes we were practicing missed and hit you..."

"As I said none of this is your concern," he said ignoring them as they were underclassmen. "This is between me and the girl."

"She has a name you know," Tonks managed to growl at the man accosting her. "I am not interested in you and I know why you seem to have an interest in me when you called me a child not that long ago."

"Why is it that most boys seem to ignore a girl until she gains some tits?" Hermione asked looking at disgust at the man even if Dora looked simply edible in her school clothes. "Harry is there any reason that you can think of?"

"I guess it is a difference between men and boys," Harry said with a smirk. "Couldn't tell who was going to be a sight so since boys seem to only care for how a girl looks and not a whit for more than that need a visual cue that a girl is ready to date or for most of them if they can get them bothered enough so the randy little things they have can get a bit of a feel. Let me make this clear I may be a first year, but while I may not be a Slytherin that does not mean that I don't know enough curses to knock you on your ass. Still since this is your first attempt at stupidity in my presence, I guess that a warning will suffice."

In a blink Harry held the seventh year boy by his neck and was pinning him to the wall. The seventh year wondered how the hell the firstie could lift him up let alone slam him into the wall like he had done. That he was holding his throat in one hand and one of the lights in the other led to the seventh year feeling his legs dangling beneath him even as he struggled to draw breath. Now if he held any tighter he would have likely passed out and it was difficult not to do so let alone keep his bladder from loosening after the force of the slam hit him.

"Now take this as your one warning," Hermione said from where her wand was poised above his equipment. "Try this again and not even St. Mungo's will save your little friend."

"What my lovely lady friend means is that Tonks is under our protection and unlike you we are more than willing to cause accidents that not even Pomfrey will keep a straight face through," Harry said not even looking bothered at the weight he was supporting. "Now that doesn't mean that we do not think that Tonks cannot handle herself it is just that we would rather not deal with covering up why she had to feed you your own balls. Think on this for a moment, I am not a reckless Gryffindor, a forgiving Hufflepuff or a slow calculating Slytherin, but a rather well informed Ravenclaw. I know ways to make your life hell that a Slytherin would almost swear everlasting servitude to learn. Now given that do you think that I will not use what I know against you?"

"You should also take into account the rather useful public opinions that could be turned to dissect your every action," Hermione said with a sinister smile. "While Harry here may not like the attention of his status that a Gryffindor would bask in or a Slytherin would use to further themselves that does not mean that he is unwilling to use it and any clout to keep his friends safe. So I take it that all of you will be good little boys and spread the word before there is a sudden drop in the number of you that are not singing soprano?"

"I get you," he rushed out in fear of what an already acknowledged bibliophile would have uncovered could do to his best friends. "We won't do anything to her."

"Good," Harry said releasing the boy and letting him fall on his ass before dropping to land on his feet. "I don't want to waste time having to come up with plausible deniability. Although it wouldn't be that difficult to drop you boys in the Forbidden Forest without a stitch of clothing or your wands, that does not mean that I want to go to the effort despite the number of beings there that would leave no evidence regardless of the Gryffindors blindness to the dangers there."

"Now if I catch you doing anything," Hermione said with a sweet smile. "Well you would wish that you were on the receiving end of what you were planning to do as it would be far less painful for you..."

With that dealt with, the two escorted the dazed Dora out of the common room. She didn't resist as they guided her down stairs and corridors and stopped in alcoves to snog her on the way to breakfast. In the end a both frazzled and relaxed Tonks was seated at the Ravenclaw table for breakfast. She just knew that the two would while not pestering her would be well on their way to coerce her to stay with them with constant snogging and petting to break her resistance down.

'At least those two asked,' Tonks thought as she wolfed down her breakfast. 'It was fun as well but I cannot allow myself to decide so soon. I will accept their protection and when they need help provide it. What else happens will happen, although being called Dora while begging to be spanked seems wrong and yet it felt so good. Definitely need to talk to Penelope as soon as I can. Thank all things it's a Friday even if it's a Hogsmeade weekend tomorrow.'

It was afternoon of the Friday after their night and morning of pleasuring and being pleasured by Dora. It had become apparent that something was going on. The two hoped that they had been as thorough in removing their traces in dealing with the troll as well as their adventure with Dora. Besides it had to be something important if all the first year Ravenclaws were meeting in the common and Professor Flitwick was present.

"Good morning I hope you are all doing fine this afternoon," he said addressing the gathered firsties. "As you may have heard there was no positive sign of the troll that was spotted in the castle. Now as there is no evidence that it was here besides a professor's word it is likely that someone tried a prank of a troll and thus there was no troll here. Regardless of the case it is certain that you need not worry about running across a troll on your ways to class."

"I don't believe that is all is it professor?" Padma Patil asked drawing the attention of the rest.

"No there is not," he said addressing them with a proud look. "Most of you are far ahead of the other houses in your studies and as is the case if a class is ahead enough the option of extra preparatory classes become possible."

"I take it that these are to ease us into our third year electives?" Hermione asked as a sudden surge of interest peaked. "The other option is non-compulsory classes that would be useful."

"The first one although later years there are other options available," he informed them. "The choices will allow you to determine which of the electives offered are those that you would be interested in taking. The first one offered is Care of Magical Creatures this Saturday with a different choice every week."

"But that would only cover four choices in a month or some less often," a shy Ravenclaw names Su Li stated quite boldly for her. "Which other ones will be covered?"

"Ancient Runes and Arithmancy are the most likely although some would see if divination or muggle studies would fit into their prospective career goals," Filius gently answered the shy girl in particular?"

"I take it that the first two are ones you would recommend as useful?" Padma asked with a frown. "Divination is not the most precise or reliable of branches of magic so there would likely be fewer interested although it is more that it is not about certainties, but the likely events."

"Yes there is that issues as well as the fact that as loath as I am to not show decorum in a fellow professor that Professor Trelawney is rather eccentric in her behavior," the slightly short head of house admitted. "Some people invest too much certainty in divination for their own good."

"What about muggle studies?" Hermione asked. "What is the purpose for that class?"

"Muggle studies is supposed to educate you on muggles and how best to blend in as well as other similar matters to learning about other cultures," he said with a sigh. "Now while some of you are muggleborn or even half bloods there is the fact that the world at large and the Wizarding World are rather different culturally. Sadly most of us do not leave often and thus things might not be as we see it."

"Considering what I heard one of the upper years say about how inaccurate it is that is also not a likely interest," Padma said in thought. "The obviously career paths would require most likely runes or Arithmancy with creatures for those cases where it is likely to run into them and need a more complete grasp besides the information that Defense should cover."

"Yes traditionally most Ravenclaws take Arithmancy and Runes do to the greater job prospects," Filius told them before a sudden change of behavior. "There is another option for those of you that have additional needs but that will be brought up next year. Also there are mini courses for apparition and the like in the post OWL years."

"Professor," Hermione asked as an idea sprung to mind, "is there any way to cover more than Defense is at the moment? Considering you are a dueling master is there anything to help in case we get into such a situation as the troll again?"

"In which area?" he asked them a sudden worry creeping into his thoughts. "Are the spells and material not being covered at a good pace?"

"Actually," Harry said with reluctance entering the conversation. "More along the lines of avoiding spells and damage than the shields which are a few years from being covered practically."

"Ah the physical aspects of dueling," Filius said with a nod. "Most wizards ignore that aspect or at best use some charms or potions to get around their limitations. Lady Ravenclaw picked our tower for a reason as you might guess."

"The steps," Hermione said in realization. "They should provide enough exercise to keep the body from getting too lazy. That we like to carry our books helps to build strength in our arms, but what about reaction time and dexterity?"

"Dodging the actions of the rivalries," Padma suggested. "Consider that neither the Gryffindors nor Slytherins seem to notice collateral damage when they fight the other houses need to either avoid the situation or be able to go around it without a stray curse hitting."

"Falling," Su added with a blush as attention was brought to her. "One thing to do is fall out of the path of the spells."

"Could we add that to the rotation?" Hermione asked after a moment. "Maybe have an afternoon on basics in case things escalate."

"Considering that the staff believed that Mr. Potter here would be in Gryffindor and his Slytherin nemesis would be Mr. Malfoy there so far has been no Gryffindor in your year to step up to that that I know of," Filius admitted. "Normally for every year in every house, someone takes the lead for the boys and the girls and thus the likely candidates to become prefects. Without a rival to contest those two houses tend to turn their attention on influencing us with their notions."

"Still doesn't leave the upper year rivalries to try to add younger years to their efforts," Harry countered. "Typically they would likely start to intimidate the Puffs since they view them as weak and easily cowed despite their mascot being a badger."

"You see what most of them don't than," Filius smiled at him in a moment of pride as well as hope that he would stop distancing himself so much. "The Hufflepuffs are slow to anger but fierce when they need to be. Once provoked they are hard to turn from their course of action."

"There is also the fact that they tend to stand more united than other houses with their fanatic loyalty to each other something that grows with time," Hermione said as historical facts from Hogwarts: A History came to mind. "Slytherins may appear to the outside as united in solidarity but there is the long held belief of constant struggles for leadership within the house. Practical exercises in leadership were supposed to be the reasons for their actions."

"Yes something of which no current or past Slytherin will ever officially comment on," Filius said with certainty. "What happens in the Snake's Den stays in the Snake's Den is the maxim we have seen. The Gryffindors would pounce on them if they had the slightest appearance of weakness."

"Not that we wouldn't in our own way," Harry corrected. "I don't believe if given the option any of us would not readily utilize someone else's information network if given the chance. Despite the belief that we are not power hungry that does not mean we do not seek knowledge just for its own reasons but also for the fact that knowledge is power in magic doubly so."

"A bitter truth some may not grasp," Filius told them. "You wish to know and yet a large portion of knowledge is held by the few and thus a tendency to barter in information and favors to enlarge your collection where our Slytherin counterparts do so to gain power and influence."

"So why is it that such necessary interactions are not more publically discussed?" Hermione asked in concern. "I already have heard of the patronage requirements for some information especially for information collected and horded by the old families or the ministry. So at times it seems it will be about not just what we know, it will be who we know and even what we know about who we know."

"Normally you would if not raised magical discover those things closer to your OWL year," Filius said with a sad sigh. "For those of you not aware with the hording of information and research opportunities, it is still the case as with artists in the past to need a patron to support your research unless you are very financially well off. Patrons gain prestige by sponsoring as well as an amount of money gained from derived work. Some of the patrons will ask for things that seem excessive and thus before you think to enter such a contracted relationship should read the contract completely and analyze it. The repercussions can be dire if you do not..."

The students nodded their heads in agreement at that. Contracts especially magical contracts should never be glossed over and simply signed or the consequences would and had been at times dire. Family feuds lasting centuries had been at times a result from such actions.

"Now are there any other questions?" Filius asked the assembled first years.

"Yes, is there anyone besides Professor Kettleburn to go to for information of Care besides older students?" Hermione asked as she wondered who else to go to for information on the subject. "It does seem to require a better hands on understanding than the other options besides dueling."

"Actually Hagrid the groundskeeper has a rather strong interest in the field even back when he was a student," Filius told them. "Though I will advise you that do to his size he tends to not view the same things as dangerous."

'Considering what we consider dangerous there might be something interesting to learn from this Hagrid,' Hermione thought in interest though she felt a sudden spike of annoyance at the man's name from Harry even if it didn't show on his face. "I wonder why he feels so strongly on the subject. I might as well ask him when this is over.'

"Now if there are no more questions," Filius said with a look. "I advise you to finish what you can while the commons will be quieter tomorrow as it is a Hogsmeade weekend. If there is something that you are too embarrassed to owl your families to send I would advise asking an older year to buy it for you while they are out."

With that said the students left and went to their rooms or in Hermione's case joined Harry in his. She held his hand as they crossed the threshold. Harry had while not having a master's knowledge of the subject erected wards instead of simple charms on the door. In addition to preventing quite forcefully anyone meaning harm to him or his possessions entrance there were a very short ways of bypassing to gain admittance. One was being willingly brought over the threshold while touching him and an additional one for girls if not. She really never wanted to speculate on what price the wards would demand for anyone not meeting those requirements and what awaited any male that impeded his territory without invitation.

'Not that I would mind stripping and entering that way,' Hermione thought as she did so anyways as soon as she entered his room. 'Still the fact that unless he had enough time or inclination to cum in or on me, I would be unable to cross the threshold to leave except if like entering he was touching me while I crossed. It might be fun to have Dora enter and be forced to wait for him. It would be exciting being in such a loss of control considering what she confessed even if it was from sexual duress. So many things to try later it is a shame that she is so indecisive now...'

As it seemed that Harry was not overly eager to tell her what occurred, Hermione simply let herself pass the time watching him strip. Whatever it was that involved the groundskeeper was enough to get Harry visibly agitated and that was saying a lot. If he had been born a girl his mannerisms would earn her a reputation as an Ice Princess or likely Queen and thus rarely showed what he was feeling unless he was well and truly ready to drop down on someone like the hand of a vengeful god. Considering that she was letting the view of said god distract her from her concern was becoming her way of centering herself. The fact that he had moved methodically and efficiently yet in a way that spoke of the ease in which he would have been able to easily physically dominate most people tended to draw on her more submissive side.

'That man was responsible for me being placed with those creatures,' Harry practically mentally snarled as he had learned of who had transported him to that house. 'I guess it is a good thing I didn't find out before we met or we would have needed a new groundskeeper!'

As Harry paced the room like a very irritated predator, Hermione was conflicted between just enjoying the view and coaxing the issue out. A part of her wanted to do whatever it took to help him vent wither it was enticing him to vent his frustrations by hunting in the forest or an equally satisfying session of maxing each other scream in pleasure if they could not make someone or thing scream in terror and pain.

"Harry," Hermione said as she wrapped her nude form around his as she attempted to calm him down some. "Do you feel like telling me what this is about because if I don't know how can I help?"

"Mine," Harry growled while he spun around before pinning her to the wall and roughly kissing her.

"Master?" Hermione asked breathlessly as she panted from his attention. "As much as I wouldn't mind some games now you need more than just your mind taken off of this. So tell me about who needs to suffer and we can then get to the interesting things..."

"Hmm so what should I do my pet," Harry purred into her ear before starting to distract her with kissing and nibbling a few of the more sensitive spots on her neck, "should I tell you about what irritates me or just drown myself in making you scream my name?"

"Master!" Hermione shouted as his fingers quickly made her shudder before her out of focused eyes very difficultly gained clarity. "Please tell me so I can help? Whoever made you this irritated must suffer!"

"Good answer, Mine," Harry said as he let his body react naturally in stimulating her pressed form as it calmed him some. "Turns out that Hagrid is the one who delivered me to them under our oh so righteous headmaster's orders..."

"So what do you plan to do?" Hermione asked as she surrendered her body to his ministrations while her mind was split between the pleasures he was bringing her and planning how best to aid him. "Do we know why that happened?"

"Blood wards," Harry said with a laugh as Hermione's body took his mind off how close he had been to finding the part giant and seeing what things he could create from his suffering and eventual death, "were supposed to make it so that any of the delusional supremacist and his rabble would be unable to approach let alone harm me. Great in theory but they take positive emotion and considering who were involved..."

"They would likely be as effective as tissue paper holding out a monsoon," Hermione realized as it became harder to talk while panting. "Still from what we know is Hagrid someone that would be better off disappearing?"

"At first I realized that it is possible that he was doing what he did out of a fanatic sense of loyalty," Harry said as his hands were doing their best to make it difficult for Hermione to think as well as spending time while she was talking nibbling her sweet spots. "So given the man's history, there is reason to believe that he really does owe him at least not being in Azkaban."

"Azkaban?" Hermione questioned as her mind was being relentlessly derailed. "I know that... from... somewhere!"

"Wizard prison," Harry purred into her ear. "Better torture than most we could come up with. Forced to relieve their most hated and painful memories every unhappy one that is what the Dementors do..."

"Send him there?" Hermione questioned wondering if that was his plan or at least a solution if killing would be too hard to cover up.

"Loose lipped man he is from what the rumors say with a bit of a fascination for so called dangerous creatures," Harry whispered into her ears. "If it wasn't for how much it would make me feel better that the person that of their own free will resulted in my ending up somewhere I am certain my parents would have never wanted me, he would likely not be worth the concern. Besides he is supposed to be an expert in dangerous or dark creatures as well as one of the more experienced in the secrets in the forest..."

"Black mail!" Hermione yelped in realization before he tried to distract himself in playing her body like a well tuned instrument with her sounds and movements of ecstasy his symphony.

"Brilliant as always my friend," Harry purred his voice sending jolts of arousal to further inflame her body. "Waste not, want not! Now it is time to stop wasting and start having. Although my decadent darling, we should remember to ask our delicious Dora for something from town as long as she is going out..."

"Definitely," Hermione said as she thought of what she would be too embarrassed for her parents to see being sent to her. "Might give her a bit more of a push..."

"I love the way you think," Harry said as he lifted her into his arms and dropped her on the bed. "So since you pushed me to tell you, I guess it was your way of asking me to push things some more..."

If someone was able to eavesdrop on the pair it would be obvious that some rather fun if painful at times experimentation was going on. That it was a very good thing that Dora had not gone to their room that night as neither were in a state to consider her reluctance. They would take her entering and thus lack of things preventing their enjoying her body as tacit if not literal permission to explore the things she had reacted positively too. As it was Dora was busy in her room after getting some advice on her situation.

Tonks was confused and grateful that after classes left out that she had only been kissed by the two. Not that it hadn't been an arousing encounter to say the least as she had been tempted to run off to her shower and it was certain once there get some relief. There was the problem of her mother's opinion on the matter and the sudden almost mood killing flash of being dragged outside and sprayed with a hose before being roughly washed inside and out for getting her body filthy like that.

''If mum could wash my mind clean she would have,' Tonks thought with a shiver. 'I needed someone to talk to and a girl with some more experience to explain things to me and help me work things out. I know that there was supposed to be something about the Talk covered, but I had been sick during it. In addition to the fact that mum told me everything that she said was appropriate for a young lady to know. Which now that I think about it was not that much. Far too much on what would result in me being dragged home and humiliated. Though part of me wonders what being dragged into the shower this morning would have been like. Focus Tonks!'

Caught up in her thoughts, Tonks made her way to the tower grateful that she didn't notice her two as she hesitantly acknowledged as lovers there. It would have been too soon to do more than give token resistance if they had been there. She needed advice and there were few choices as hers was a small year in the school. The years boomed after and near the end of the war this was in part from panic driven sex and then post celebratory sex that the adults and even some younger had indulged in. however there had been a culture shift to traditionalism in that time and any of the progressive measures of the past few decades had been reversed in social manners.

It was the social customs at least public that worried her as more of the mothers raising daughters were again decrying the evils of sex in all forms and once more the belief of sex as a duty for women to produce children became popular in both camps. Even the Dark families were more patriarchal and women viewed as breeders if of suitable class or useful for men to sate their lusts on while harsh punishments for those that deviated again being proposed to retain the heritage and reduce the contamination of the muggle filth over the years.

If the social traditionalists had been any more successful than Tonks would have known that what she did was never to reach the light of day. Being publicly hosed off like a bitch in heat would have been the least of her worries. That she would by reputation be black listed as unfitting to work outside a brothel would have been a likely outcome. Still teenagers were teenagers and regardless of the name when hormones began to flow so too did clothing and propriety as it was just something not talked about even in Victorian times.

'Now I need someone to tell me not just what is appropriate but enough to understand what happened,' Tonks thought as she made her way to the fifth year girl's prefect. 'If Penelope doesn't have some way to help me with this I would need to ask Katie, Alicia or Angelina. There are too few girls in my year as it is!'

Knocking at the door, Tonks waited patiently to be admitted. There was a muffled voice saying just a minute though there had been an odd buzzing sound.

A head popped up looking rather tussled and oddly familiar in its appearance to Tonks. Penelope had her hair hanging loose and it was mussed up with her lips in a slight frown.

'Whatever I interrupted must have been important,' Tonks thought before saying, "Um we were always told to come to a prefect if we had an issue and well..."

Sighing Penelope tried to prevent her irritation from showing. She had gotten worked up when she had met her sort of boyfriend even if it wasn't official yet. Why he felt it was improper to do more than feel her up she was not aware of.

"So what's the issue?" Penelope asked in hopes to deal with the situation before getting back to dealing with her tension. "Is it class related?"

"Not really," Tonks conceded. "Well I sort of well..."

Sighing again and wanting to work out the headache that she felt was brewing Penelope resisted snapping to spit it out and limited herself to say, "Just relax and take a deep breath and tell me what happened."

"I sort of got-kissed-breathless-by-a-guy," Tonks stammered out.

"Ah need advice on where you can get some privacy," Penelope said with a sense of understanding. "So first boyfriend issues huh?"

"He's not-my-boyfriend," Tonks stammered out again blushing. "He-just-sort-of-snogs-me-mad-and-darts-off."

"So you have some guy just kissing you and running away," Penelope said with a frown. "Any chance he is just shy and uncertain if you feel the same way?"

"He sure doesn't kiss shyly," Tonks blurted out before blushing. "Look there is some... issues with him as a boyfriend."

"Ah issues," Penelope said with a sage nod. "So what he is older than you and you're worried about him wanting to do more than snog."

"Not really," Tonks said lost in reminiscing of the night and morning spent naked and writhing under their expertise. "He said he wasn't going to rush but that he was seeing how far I was ready for."

"Well older boys do tend to want more than just kissing and hugging," Penelope tried to console her with. "Some of them even want to do things a witch is not ready for."

"Well he isn't exactly older though maybe just more experienced," Tonks hedged as she thought, 'Real understatement there. He already could get practically any girl just with his fame and Hermione is with him though their relationship is weird. Something mother would be very upset about.'

"So you have a younger man interested in you," Penelope said with a frown. "Now while it is normal for boys to be attracted to older and thus more mature women they normally don't mature as quickly emotionally as girls do."

"He acts more mature than most of the boys I have met," Tonks admitted. "The problem is that I am confused. Mum said some things..."

"So could you tell me a bit about the talk your mum had with you?" Penelope asked really wishing the girl had come after she had cum as it would make things easier to be calm or at least mellow.

"Considering what a friend says I am confused on what mum meant," Tonks admitted. "She said it was very wrong to do things with boys and that they were dirty vile things that were only interested in doing dirty filthy things to girls. She said that it was wrong for a boy to touch me anywhere but a hug and that I should only touch certain places enough to be sure they stayed clean and thus not filthy."

'Well fuck,' Penelope swore to herself. 'This is not going to be just a simple conversation about where to go not to be caught and how to stay safe as well as keep a boy from just taking her. I might have to explain things to her though if I demonstrate... bad Penny! Don't think about having a thirteen year old girl watching you shove your wand inside until you cum on it as appropriate.'

"Well it seems that I need to tell you a lot of things," Penny said as she sat the girl down on her lap and wrapped her in a hug. "Now as you grow older you will notice that certain... things feel better or at least different. Now normally you should have got this from one of the older prefects but you were sick that day. All right where should I begin?"

"Considering how unsure I am with what mum said considering what a friend of mine said," Tonks hedged and fidgeted as she wondered how much to admit to having done and the worry that Penny would judge her as she knew her mother would, "maybe from the beginning if it isn't too much of a bother?"

"The beginning huh?" Penny asked wondering how much to tell the girl or just explain things in a quicker manner. "As you get older things as I said feel better and certain spots will respond with intensity varying from witch to witch. Now as you have seen during puberty ones breasts begin to grow and they become sensitive to stimulation. Also during this time... your mother did cover periods and the like?"

"Yes," Tonks nodded in relief at skipping that part. "The one part there was no conflicting information on. The rest is more or less two extremes in what are acceptable behaviors. My mother said that any touching in the sensitive places more than to wash was bad while my friend said it was something to do often and if possible with others namely any boyfriend you get although they need to learn what makes a witch feel good and that a witch should explore enough to explain to her wizard what feels good. Though she did say that it was somewhat irrelevant if it was a wizard or a witch doing the stimulating and that both could be and most often should be enjoyed..."

"Oh," Penny said with a bit of relief. "Well it sounds like your friend has somewhat of a less prudish notion. Though you shouldn't just let anyone touch you or your reputation would be ruined."

"Because most boys talk though some girls are not above spilling secrets to their advantage," Tonks said as she nodded at that. "What if they wouldn't talk and can make a witch feel so good that she was willing to do almost anything and I do mean anything for it to continue?"

"Than a witch in that situation would not have to worry as much about gaining a reputation and could enjoy herself theoretically anyways," Penny admitted with a wistful look on her face. "It would be a wonderful thing even if it is just a day dream. Boys always tell after all and even if one did trust another girl they would risk gaining a different reputation."

"So touching yourself isn't really bad?" Tonks asked in confidence. "What about other things?"

"Well considering that you told me that you kissed a boy and it made you feel good what did you do when he left?" Penny asked with a saucy smile wondering what the younger girl had done after her first time being aroused by a boy. "I take it that there were some fumbled explorations."

"Well considering that there was some very serious kissing involved," Tonks shyly admitted. "I may have done more than just that. Considering that after they left me I tried to calm down with an ice cold shower..."

"That's mostly better with boys," Penny admitted as the image of the girl playing with herself in the shower came to mind. "While it will help calm you down somewhat, a girl takes more to get excited and when they do it stays awhile in that state. A bit opposite of guys they get eager and go off quick while we take longer to get excited but get to stretch that sensation out. Now relieving stress is a complicated thing. Some witches prefer to tease their bodies until release or as it is called cum. So what did you do after the shower didn't cool you down? Let me guess you just started touching yourself and fumbled around a bit..."

"Not quite," Tonks said with a blush. "Considering that he got me really worked up I sort of let the book I was rather embarrassed if I was caught reading it come into play..."

"Ah a nice romance novel well that gives a bit of things to start from as otherwise you likely would have started with trying to figure out by just caressing which areas feel good and then repeating whichever felt stronger such as if you had something rubbing your breasts or your legs rubbed your lips together as a starting point," Penny said with a nod reminiscing about where she had started. "I take it that you did a bit more than play with yourself in that exploring than just feeling your lower lips and the buds of your breast. Given the descriptions are usually more poetic than course I take it that you teased your breasts and ran your finger along your slit at the least. Most likely you even tried inserting a finger if you were wet enough. That reminds me always make sure you are wet or use something to lubricate or it will hurt. Boys tend to fumble around without that and it hurts like hell especially if they touch a dry clit!"

"It wasn't a romance novel it was a very dirty book full of what mum would say were not just naughty but filthy disgusting things," Tonks admitted with a shudder as the memories started to work her arousal to slowly begin to rise. "It described thinks involving using the mouth for other things than kissing and not just teasing with fingers but direct delights."

"Well considering that you are young I will have to tell you that any boy or girl that says that they do not indulge in such exploration is either a liar or rather disturbed," Penny said with a chiding tone. "It is perfectly natural and there are several spells that your mother should have told if not taught you by now."

"So it is definitely not wrong to touch myself if it feels good," Tonks said as the idea helped wear down her conditioning her mother had done to her. "Could you give me some examples?"

"I was just getting to that you impatient thing you," Penny said with a smile. "Now one of the areas that you can find more pleasurable sensations originating is in your breasts or as the boys will often call them your tits just like they would call your sex other things..."

"You mean like pussy or cunt?" Tonks asked as she pressed her legs together rubbing her lips together and nodding along. "The book called them that and said things regarding oh what was that phrase. Oh yeah! It said, 'After having his tongue impaling her soaking cunt having lapped at her dripping juices and sucked her stiff throbbing clit. He thrust his fingers into her warm wet twat and kept sucking her clit until she shuddered and thrust herself against his fingers fucking her eager hole.' Is that what you mean?"

"Yes," Penny said as she felt her slowly dimming arousal rekindle. "Now a girl will like a talented tongue there but as it is a rare witch that can bend enough to do that we get by with our fingers or with the right spell our wands. Now with a simple spell a wand can be resized to give a girl as much stretching as she wants as well as a second spell to cause it to vibrate quite nicely."

"What about a spell that moves it inside the witch?" Tonks asked in interest as she was lucky that her fingers had rested enough not to fumble with her wand. "Gripping a wand would cause a cramp eventually."

"Exactly," Penny said having long since forgot the girl's age or believed inexperience. "Now most witches are rather squeamish in sliding something inside as it can tear your hymen and many a wizard will refuse to consider a girl marriageable if that happens."

"So what do witches do if that option is mostly out?" Tonks asked in interest. "Is it anything like what the book said? Do guys really like to place their cocks into a girl's mouth? Would a tongue really be as pleasurable inside a girl's slick slit?"

"Oh yes!" Penny said with a moan at her arousal. "Now boys talk so listen here never ever go down on a guy unless you are damn well got something to keep him from blabbing like a fool. One of my friends ended up with all her dates thinking that after a quick kiss and touch they could push her down and shove their cocks into her mouth and after barely any time cum without warning them!"

"So don't just suck a dick be sure there won't be repercussions," Tonks nodded in agreement. "What about letting a boy feel your tits and twat?"

"Most of them don't even try to do it right," Penny groused as her hand drifted to her lap. "The number of times a girl has to get herself off after the guy is to damn many to count. Most barely, go until they feel they are about to spurt and then at most cum on a girl's face or her tits. Now while it can feel soothing most seem to think that an encounter ends when they spurt! Given most guys here you will need to learn those spells."

"What about when I go home over the summer and the stupid restrictions?" Tonks asked as the idea of going back to just dealing with her arousal until it slowly decreased seemed rather stupid at this point. "Are there any other methods to relieve my frustrations that you could recommend?

"Well considering that while you may have a decent understanding it would be remiss not to explain some things that you can do without a wand," Penny said slyly as her hand rubbed her skirt pressing it into her once more rising in arousal sex. "There are a few options of which you may have experimented. Now do you want a visual to go with the words?"

"Yes please," Tonks answered as her eyes lingered at where Penny was tracing her fingers. "There is a difference between pictures and in person..."

"Why you naughty witch you," Penny chided as she reached to the hem of her skirt. "You want a chance to see how it looks without a mirror!"

"A mirror might be interesting," Tonks mumbled as she thought over watching her body as if an outside observer. "Still some techniques do need to be demonstrated to better grasp the principles and specifics..."

"All right since it will help lessen the explorations you need," Penny said as she pulled her skirt up exposing her shaved slit. "Now since you read up on this I still should give a once over so you can attach a name to the specific part. Now this is my slit, vulva or pussy lips as they are called. Now if you haven't noticed when you get aroused they swell up."

"Uhuh," Tonks said as she gazed at the second female sex besides her own she had seen since elementary school. "They look fuller than mine."

"Age and experience," Penny said as she slowly spread her lips so that Tonks could see inside. "Now the lips will spread open when a girl is truly good and excited and as you can see moisture will flow allowing stimulation without excess friction causing injuries. Now at the top you see that little bulge?"

"Yes," Tonks said as she leaned close enough to smell and was tempted to taste her. "That's your clit right?"

"Got it in one," Penny said with a grin as her fingers began to run along her slit. "Now given the number of nerves on the outside a good number of girls will stay with caressing their lips and when their clit is exposed playing with it. Now always be sure that your fingers are moist as the clit does not produce its own moisture. See what I am doing?"

"You are running your fingers to wetten them in your slit so that you don't hurt your clit," Tonks said as she watched the prefect slowly begin to play with her pussy in front of her. "What about um... fingering yourself?"

"Ah that!" Penny exclaimed as a minor shudder passed through her body at having the opportunity to engage her inner exhibitionist as well as educate an impressionable girl. "Now when you get your fingers good and moist you slide them in like so."

With that said Tonks zoned out for a moment at the least as she watched Penny start sliding a finger inside. She watched as another finger joined and she noticed that they curled up and that Penny was panting with her eyes closed forgetting that there was anyone there but her. As it was Tonks was not exactly willing to do more than to rub her warm willing sex with her panties serving as the only barrier from doing as Penny was at that moment. With her panties stretching as she slid her fingers along and dipping to further wetten her panties with her juices, Tonks barely managed to keep from closing her eyes and as Penny was doing loose herself in her own pleasures.

"Does that really feel as good as it looks?" Tonks managed to ask as her fingers teased her without doing more than stretching the soaked panties to be almost transparent and skin tight. "I mean just feeling like this feels great, but fingers inside considering..."

"It feels good," Penny said as her mind began to drift from reality to fantasy. "A cock feels even better, but a guy can use his fingers and mouth as well. Still most of the boys especially here would only give enough to make sure your cunt is wet enough for them to fuck without chafing. Why they can't seem to accept that girls want to cum too I don't know!"

"What if the boy would be willing to go until she cums and has to almost be begged to stop as your pussy feels raw and in need of some soothing lotion?" Tonks said with a shudder of her own. "Would it be alright to readily suck such a guy or let him slide his throbbing dick between a girl's aroused and warm tits?"

"If you find a guy that actually cares about your needs here don't you dare let him go," Penny spun and told her firmly. "To damn many witches go to muggle clubs because wizards are even less likely to do more than think about a girl in regards to just cuming on their face, tits or mouth! Hell I know a witch who hooked up with a muggle because he actually was willing to lick her pussy like she was the best tasting thing ever. Most wizards will not do more than shove their pricks inside your snatch or mouth before they start working to cuming. Some cum with barely any chance for a girl to feel good! Just insert rut and spurt with no care for your needs!"

"So if a girl finds a guy that was discrete and more than willing to get a girl off and often that she should do almost anything to keep him?" Dora asked as she felt the rising passion in her body even as the part of her that her mother created agreeing somewhat.

"Oh Morgana fucking her broom, yes!" Penny shouted at the thought worked her to a panting frenzy her fingers plunging rapidly inside her. "If he was willing to eat my pussy, I would be willing to even try something I heard about!"

"What?" Tonks asked with a slight smirk as she started to notice that her words were driving the girl up the wall. "Do more than just suck him off maybe even let him fuck your face shoving his cock into that tight throat of yours as you did more than just let him passively use your mouth as a substitute for your excited and eager little pussy, is that what you mean?"

"Fuck yeah," Penny said as she had started to forget that Tonks was there from the arousal she was in going so far as to grab her wand and practically bellow the spells before shoving it into her twat. "I would suck him off after pounding my pussy! If I met a man like that compared to that barely average minute man I would let him bend me over and shove his cock in. If he actually ate me until I came I would ride him until he came, sucked him hard and repeat until either he can't get up or I pass out!"

"Would you mind if he made you lick some girl as he fucked your eager hole?" Dora asked whispering into the masturbating prefect's ear. "Or even care that he ran his dick along your slit if he just made you cum before having her suck you off as you watched her and felt her moan into your snatch?"

"No!" Penny shouted as she worked her wand rapidly inside her to move it faster than it could by itself while her other hand tore her blouse open and her hand went to her tit with abandon. "If I met such a man, I would be willing to do whatever he wanted! If I met someone that made me cum and was so good I would be willing to crawl on my knees I would do whatever he wanted!"

"You would even kiss and touch a girl without regret?" Dora asked prodding more information to damn well put her prudish side to rest. "Regardless of liking it or not just because he likes watching you do so?"

"Fuck yeah!" Penny agreed as she started to thrust against the wand. "I would grab on and let him do whatever it took to get him to keep me and keep me cuming! Oh merciful Circe I would bury my face in a girls twat for that!"

"Would you let him fuck you and cum on you for his pleasure," Dora asked as her hand played with her pussy, "or would you even resist when he eats you until you cream on his face even if he fingers your ass?"

"Yes, Yes!" Penny agreed her eyes wide and her head thrown back. "If a guy ate me to more than a single cum I would even let him finger fuck me before anyone discrete."

"So your saying that if a girl is with a discrete guy, that as long as he is discrete and he makes her cum she should do whatever it takes to make him happy," Dora asked as she noticed the bed being soaked under Penny's pussy, "even if it means sharing him and performing with another girl."

"Fuck!" Penny said as she drove her wand into her and ground against it. "Anything for that, anything! You ever meet a guy like that, drop to your knees and offer whatever he wants. Hell if he wants to spank your ass, do that!"

"So if a guy was willing to eat you out to multiple orgasms," Dora began rubbing herself against the aroused girl. "Before playing with her until she passes out that she should be willing to crawl naked and accept his commands for the benefit of so many long hard knockout cums?"

"Yes!" Penny shouted as she fell back with her twat gripping the vibrating wand sliding inside her. "The only thing better is if he lets you get there at your own pace. Just don't let a guy like that get away or think you are something to ease so he would throw you away..."

"Right," Tonks said as she clenched on her fingers before licking them and slowly getting to her feet. "So I wasn't wrong just don't rush in and he shouldn't dismiss me as some eager girl that he would tire of. Well I guess that means that finger fucking myself when he works me up might not be too bad. Still mum might find out. I go too far and she would find out. I want to be a good girl and thus I should not just drop to my knees just yet. If you had the number and intensities of orgasms that he gave me, you would drop whoever got you worked up before I got here and live in his room naked up for anything. Not that the notion hasn't been so tempting just sneaking in there and saying surprise. Just have to worry about mum and what her reeducation would be. I think being hosed naked outside would be the least of the problems."

She slowly eased the wand out of Penny and thought about whipping it clean or at least onto the sprawled girl. Tilting her head and remembering that she had licked a boy's cock of after a girl had cum drenched it as well as lapping a pussy that flowed into her mouth there was little hesitation in what she did next. Tonks licked the still vibrating wand clean of Penny's juices before a thought struck her. She ran the wand over her slit and felt the vibration send a thrill through her body. Shakily removing it from against her weeping wetness, Tonks smirked and placed it against the still shuddering fifth year's lips. Her lips parted and she worked the wand with her cum coating it into the often times overly pleasant girl. Considering that she had tried to burn Penny's techniques in stimulating her pussy there was little chance she would not do the same with the experienced techniques she was currently learning.

"Still being a good girl doesn't mean I can't enjoy kissing them now," Tonks said as she kissed the older girls forehead while watching her clean and suck the wand as if it was a real dick. "Well hope your cum induced sleep helps your stress out. I need to go now."

As she worked the wand from her lips, the girl murmured the spell to revert the wand from its magical vibrating dildo form. Ever studious Tonks burned it into memory. She knew that she would be using those spells often. She wasn't ready to be a naughty girl or as Hermione had stated being their sexy slut toy that enjoyed being played with cuming form their using her.

As she stepped out and closed the door to the sleeping prefect's room Tonks said, "I may not be ready for that but I will eagerly deal with the dilemma that kissing will cause..."