It's A Twin Thing Chapter Five

STORY TITLE: It's A Twin Thing

PART: 05 of ??

AUTHOR: Red Jacobson (red.jacobson@gmail.com)

DISTRIBUTION:  A Patreon Exclusive

DISCLAIMER: None of the Characters You Recognize belong to me, they all belong to JK Rowling and her publishers. 

SUMMARY: The Yule Ball goes much better for Harry and Parvati, leaving Padma to deal with the connection to her twin.

FEEDBACK: Of course! It Makes Me Write Faster

RELATIONSHIPS: Harry/Parvati/Padma/Multi

RATING: NC-17

WORD COUNT: <4,216>

SPOILERS:   None, if you don't know how the Harry Potter story goes by now, why are you reading this story?

WARNINGS: If You've ever read any of my stories, you know what to expect, Oral, anal, Femme-slash, dom/sub, multiple partners, and Femme-cest.  

AUTHORS NOTES:  A Reader's Poll Winner   I really intended for this to be a simple one-shot, but the characters don't seem to know the meaning of that word!  I hope you enjoy where the characters are taking the story.

NOTE ON CHARACTERS AGES: In this AU, Hogwarts Starts at 13, So the Characters are all going to be over 16 when the clothes come off.

CASTING NOTE:  Parvati and Padma are portrayed by model Courtnie Quinlan 

Malfoy Manor

Wiltshire

Tuesday, December 27th, 1994

8:30 am

Narcissa looked up from her cup of tea with a warm smile as the Floo activated.   As expected, Lucius stepped through alone, so they had three days before they would see him again.   She was looking forward to seeing the reaction on Draco's face when he discovered just what they had arranged for his Yule gift.    

She'd been amused when Sirius had brought Harry back from his 'educational' trip, but from what she'd heard, the young man had taken the lessons to heart, and managed to give a lot of girls an experience to remember.  Sirius had mentioned he'd gotten the idea from when James' father had taken him, James, Remus and the traitor for the same training when they got off the Express his third year.   

Narcissa could certainly testify, in certain discreet company only, of course, to the benefits of the training.  Sirius had been her most reliable lover during her OWLs through her NEWTs, and the primary reason she hadn't killed someone from the stress.    Lucius had been well aware, of course, and didn't mind.  He was already besotted with Andrea and the two of them were taking any chance to be together.    

With the betrothal in place between the Malfoy's and Blacks, it was a convenient for the two of them to be going into Hogsmeade together to visit a cottage that Lucius was renting.  Nobody needed to be aware that the cottage had two separate bedrooms, and that Sirius and Andrea would be waiting for them.

“So, how did Draco react to meeting Andrea?  I'm sure it was quite a shock to the poor boy.”

Lucius sat down and picked up the cup that appeared before him.  “Actually, he was relieved to be honest.  It seems that he had been getting interested in a muggleborn girl in Hufflepuff, and she returns his interest, but he was frightened about our reaction.   I would expect him to start writing her when he gets through with enjoying his primary gift.”   His lips quirked slightly at the last comment, and Narcissa snorted slightly in amusement.

“Well, I'm sure his potential girlfriend will appreciate the gift just as much as he does.  I just hope he doesn't end up in a similar situation to Harry.”

When Lucius looked at her curiously, she said, “I told you about what happened after the Ball, didn't I?”

He nodded, and she continued, “Well, apparently the girl's sister was having her problem dealt with by two other girls, and on the Express yesterday they started talking about forming a Coven around him!  Apparently young Mister Potter is in a Jeremy's Law situation, and they are talking about finding six or more additional girls to balance him out.”

Lucius actually whistled softly in surprise, “If he's that powerful already, it makes sense that he was the one to defeat our former master.    I wonder if getting Potter in the Tournament is one of his plots?  Draco, though he played the role he thought we expected, has serious doubts that the boy entered himself.”

Narcissa sat up in the chair, “Oh! That's something else, I found out after you contacted me last night.  It was a polyjuiced Barty Crouch Junior who entered Harry into the Tournament.” She started telling him everything, well almost, he didn't need the details about her and Sirius, after all, from the night before.

When she finished, she said, “I'm just curious about one thing.  When he was torturing Barty, he said something about how Barty was distracted by 'indulging his perversions', but none of us had any idea what he was talking about, do you?”

Lucius grimaced, “Unfortunately, yes.  He never tried it on me, because he knew I would make his death long lasting and painful, but even as a student, Crouch was a very twisted individual.  He was also extremely jealous of any male student who he considered better looking or more popular than he was, and would use a form of compulsion to cause them to perform homosexual acts, usually in a place where they would be caught.   Is that what happened with Krum and Diggory?  They should get themselves checked at St Mungo's, to remove any residual compulsions.”

Narcissa frowned, shaking her head, “Those poor boys!  Even with proof of the compulsions, it's still likely to destroy both of their reputations, which is probably what Crouch intended.”    

Nobody blinked an eye at two witches playing around together, in fact it was almost expected in the dorms. Because they could still continue the family, but if a wizard got a reputation, deserved or not, as preferring other wizards, it would be extremely difficult, if not impossible, for them to find decent marriages.  They would have to go with muggleborn or even into the muggle world to find a bride.

“You know, it might be helpful in restoring the family reputation, if you were to contact the Diggory's and mention what you knew about Barty's perversions.   There was no reason to bring it up before, since the man had been believed to be dead for years.   If nothing else, it would gain us a prominent light side family who look fondly on us.”

Her husband nodded, “Yes, and a comment to Cornelius can see any problems coming Amos' way shut down easily enough.  Of course, I'm also going to be pressing to find out what the hell Barty Senior was doing.  Do you remember the uproar at the World Cup? With Barty freeing that elf of his?  I'd put good galleons on it being related to Barty Jr being alive.”

She smirked, “Oh, I'm sure Cornelius wouldn't take much convincing to investigate his primary rival in the Ministry.  And considering that it was Barty who threw Sirius in Azkaban without a trial, he would be very happy to assist in the investigation.”

It was only because she was watching Lucius closely that she noticed the flicker of emotion in his eyes, and she said, “Is something bothering you about working with Sirius?  You didn't have the same reaction when the two of were arranging to have Pettigrew put through the Veil.”

He shook his head, “No, I don't have any problems at all with Sirius, or your relationship with him, I never have.  No, it's actually Draco.  He doesn't have a problem with my relationship with Andrea, in fact he said that it was almost expected that a Malfoy have additional lovers, but he is torn about you having an outside lover.”

She rolled her eyes, “Honestly! Does he think that women don't have appetites of their own?  Granted, you and I worked out our agreement easily enough, but lots of other women who are married to men they didn't choose had to find their satisfaction somewhere, didn't they?”

His lips quirked, “Ah yes, I recall you helping them out several times over the years.  And I do appreciate you letting me watch you, it was quite invigorating!”

She snorted a laugh, “As I recall, watching Andrea and I together got both you and Sirius invigorated quite nicely that evening.  Although we probably shouldn't tell Draco how the two of you had Andrea and I at the same time.  I don't think he could handle it.”

“Hopefully he will be a bit more open minded when he get home, but,” His eyes locked with hers, and she felt a shiver of delight at the hunger she saw there. “He won't be home until Thursday evening, we have the house to ourselves and I'm tired of talking.”

Standing, she opened her robes, showing her naked body underneath, “I am as well!  The table, or should we find a bedroom?”

Lucius laughed as he stood and reached for her.   They made it up to their bedroom eventually.

12 Grimmauld Place

London

Tuesday, December 27th, 1994

Noon

The girls had started arriving around an hour ago, and after greeting him and meeting Sirius and Narcissa, Cho pulled out a few books from her bag and handed them around.  Hermione had greeted Remus enthusiastically, before taking one of the books and starting to read, which made he and Parvati share an amused grin, but Padma wasn't far behind.   

Turning to Cho, he said, “While the two of them are absorbed in something new to read, can you summarize what you've found for those who aren't quite as academically inclined?”  She smirked at the amusement in his tone, giving him a nod.

Sitting down, Cho said, “The finding ritual is fairly simple, those of us who are forming the coven sit in a runic circle, and I have the instructions and drawings of what runes are needed, then we do a brief chant and the ritual examines our magic and our personalities, and searches out girls who are compatible.”  

She flushed slightly, but continued, “Because of the sexual nature of the coven, it won't pick any girls who haven't had their first magical maturity, so no girls under 16 will be chosen.  From what I understand, if they are extremely compatible, even if too young, we will be aware of them and can consider bringing them in when they are older.”

Harry smiled, “Yeah, I can just imagine the reaction of somebody like Molly Weasley, if she had daughters in the 1st or 2nd Year.   The Howlers would be deafening!”

Parvati shook her head, “I wouldn't be comfortable having a girl with Molly's attitude anyway.  We're all going to have to do a lot of soul searching to make this work.”  Harry looked over at her with concern in his eyes, and she smiled, taking his hand.  “Don't worry, Harry, I enjoyed absolutely everything we did, and I'm looking forward to doing it again, often.  But if there is one of us who is uncomfortable with the idea of being one of several girls, they would be hurting themselves and us if they tried to make themselves fit in.”

“That's one of the benefits of this ritual, Parv, if any of the witches, including those of us who are performing it, won't fit in with the Coven, they won't be included.   It doesn't mean that everybody will agree about everything, we wouldn't be human if we didn't disagree.  But there won't be any major fights or arguments that could really damage the Coven.”

He and Parvati both relaxed at that, he had enough conflict dealing with the Dursley's, and everything happening at school, he really didn't want to deal with it in her personal life as well.   

“So, does it say how long the initial ritual will take?  I've heard and read about different ones that took days to complete, and I'm pretty sure that I would be dead less than halfway through, not to mention what it would do to all of you.”   

Cho chuckled, “No, nothing like that.  It should only take 20 or 25 minutes once we get started.   And, I'm sure you'll appreciate this, I know I will, but it has to be done in the nude.  I'm sure Padma is just as anxious to see what Parvati and Hermione enjoyed, and you get to see us as well.”

Parvati grinned at the older girl, “You won't be disappointed, trust me!”

Harry laughed lightly, “Okay, before this conversation gets embarrassing for the adults in the room, or Sirius, why don't we head down to the basement, the ritual room was cleaned out this morning.”  Seeing that Hermione and Padma were paying attention to the conversation, he stood and the girls followed him toward the basement.   He was doing his best to ignore Sirius' pout, or Remus' snickers.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Potion Master's Quarters

Tuesday, December 27th, 1994

Noon

Severus Snape was sitting, staring in horror at the letter he'd found waiting for him when he got back from eating.   There was nothing unusual about the outer appearance of the letter, it was addressed in a spidery hand, but there were hundreds of reasons for shaky handwriting, so that wasn't what disturbed him.    It appeared to be a perfectly average letter, the only thing strange about it was that it appeared at all, there was no entrance for an owl to drop the envelope, but there were ways around that.

No, the reason that the mere appearance of the letter was turning his blood to ice and his stomach to revolt and try to reject his last week's meals, was the effect it had on that damned tattoo!  He had been aware that the Dark Mark had been getting darker for the last several months, and had told Dumbledore, but this, this was a drastic change, as soon as he stepped close to his desk and saw the letter, it had burned!

He gasped in pain, and shoved the door closed behind him so nobody could see him as he rushed forward.  As he got closer, the burning faded, leaving only a slightly warm sensation.  The warmth was a contrast to the ice water that was flowing in his veins.  The Dark Mark only burned when the Dark Lord willed it, and that meant he had regained enough power to be aware, and even worse, had another follower available to send the signal.   

He had already been concerned when Dumbledore had called him late the night before to help retrieve the real Alastor Moody from being locked up in his own trunk, prompted by a vision from Potter of all people!   And then to hear that Potter had experienced the Dark Lord murdering Barty Crouch Junior? As far as he'd been aware, young Crouch had died in Azkaban years ago, so where the hell had the man been?

He had been intrigued by the Dark Lord mentioning that Potter needed to be a virgin for the plan to work, although he really didn't want to think that the boy had already had sex, it didn't surprise him.  He was Lily and James' child, and neither of them were adverse to enjoying themselves whenever possible.    

He grimaced, he'd put it as long as he could, he needed to find out what the Dark Lord required of him.  Not for the first time, he bitterly regretted the night he found himself in Bellatrix's bed, because he led directly to him falling under the Dark Lord's influence.   He'd known he'd made a horrible mistake the instant the brand burned into his arm, and had tried desperately to find a way to escape at first, but the damned thing was tied to his magic and it would resist any attempt to remove it, very painfully.

Dropping his wand into his hand, he scanned the letter for any curses or traps, opening it when his scans came up clean.   Reading the letter, he paled even further, because this was even worse than he expected!    

The fact that the Dark Lord was attempting to restore himself to his body wasn't a surprise, he'd realized that as soon as he'd found out about Crouch being involved in the Tri-Wizard.  It made sense that the Dark Lord would want to use Potter in whatever ritual, since it was the boy and his parents that caused his defeat before.   

No, it was who he was commanded to prepare to take Potter's place that was the problem.   He had to be very careful with what he did, or he was going to be dead before Summer.  If not from failing the mission he'd had forced on him, or by the magic of the Godfather Bond when he attempted to cause harm to Draco.   

Of course, he wouldn't be in the situation if the boy had managed to talk Parkinson out of her knickers by now, but he doubted that the girl giving his godson a knobber would be enough to remove him from the ritual. He briefly regretted interrupting the two of them in that classroom after the Ball, but he doubted that Draco would be thinking clearly enough to use the contraceptive spells, and at the time, he didn't want the headaches the girl getting pregnant before taking her Owls would cause.   But now, he would adopt the girl and tutor her through her pregnancy if it kept him from having to betray his godson.    One betrayal on his soul was enough for this lifetime, thank you very much.

12 Grimmauld Place

Basement

A Few Minutes after Prior Scene

Hermione looked around the room with interest.  The Blacks had apparently used Ritual quite a bit over the years, since there was a circle already carved into the floor, and it was in good repair from what she could tell.

As soon as they had closed the door behind them, Cho had taken over, directing all of them to strip to the skin and start drawing the runes on the floor with chalk.  Hermione had been mildly amused to see that both Cho and Padma had decided to remove all their hair as well at some point.  She and Parvati had grinned at each other when they saw Harry noticing, because his reaction was very visible!  She and her roommate were even closer now, since the Prefects Bath, and was really looking forward to getting back to Hogwarts so they could share a bed every night.

It had been unpleasant being alone last night, even though scoring on Monica did give her a warm feeling, it wore off.  She was really looking forward to turning 18, so the bitch could get her divorce and go back to her life.  She wondered if Daddy was going to marry Melanie when that happened?  Hermione did like her Daddy's lover, and she had really enjoyed the time the two of them had played together, but part of that was showing off for her father.   

Hermione felt like she belonged in one of Heinlein's books at times, the feelings she had for her Daddy, but it wasn't anything she was going to act on, it worked out in the books, but real life had far more complications than a novel!

Besides, the reality of what she had with Harry and now the others was far better than a fantasy could ever be.  She was similar to Cho, in that she had often wished she'd had sisters, but considering the relationship between her parents, that wasn't likely to ever happen.   She envied Parvati at times, having a twin, and was thrilled when Parvati had pulled her aside and told her about the night before.  They didn't get to have a good gossip session, but since she was going to get to watch the two of them together at some point very soon, it didn't really matter.

Cho was finally satisfied with the placement of the runes, and all of them started reading over the chant to make sure they had it right.  It was almost ridiculously simple, so all of them had it down within minutes.

The five of them took their spots, kneeling on the hard stone and clasping hands.  Once they were in place, candles around the circle lit automatically, and Hermione could feel the magic surrounding them.  It was a surprisingly comforting feeling, and, as it settled around them, she felt her heartbeat syncing with the others.  Since Cho wasn't looking worried, she just assumed that this was part of the ritual and started her part of the chant.

Hermione soon lost all track of time, her world had shrunk to the circle and the others within it, and the mixed voices as they chanted in a tongue that had been lost to the non-magical world for centuries.    After a countless time, images of different girls appeared in her minds eye, Susan Bones and Hannah Abbott, Luna Lovegood, the Carrow Girls, and to her surprise, Astoria Greengrass, who was two years behind them!   

Before she could think about the last girl, there was a feeling of quickening in the magic, and she was forced to keep chanting, but her eyes were drawn to Harry, who was still chanting, but there were tears running down his face, and the scar on his forehead was pulsing an angry red!

Hermione would have gasped in horror, but she kept repeating the chant over and over, and all she could do was focus her magic on Harry, where the magic was surrounding the scar, and it felt like the scar was fighting back.

She kept her focus on the battle, trying to think of a way to help get rid of the scar, when she actually felt the magic of the ritual respond, and take her offered magic into itself!  Feeling herself free of the compulsion to chant, she gasped out, “Focus on feeding your magic into the ritual, it's helping Harry!”

Cho was the first to react, and Hermione felt the other girl's magic joining hers, and then the twins were feeding their magic into the bond, all of it eagerly accepted by the ritual, and she could actually see the scar breaking apart!

The ritual magic was pulsing as it was tearing apart the scar, and then the magic was flowing back to all of them, accompanied by images of several other girls, some she recognized, like Fleur, the Beauxbaton's Champion, and Daphne Greengrass, but the other girls went by so fast that she didn't have a chance to recognize them.

Finally, with a flash, the magic dropped, and she was laying on the ground, panting and trying to catch her breath.  Turning her head, Hermione could see that Harry was still breathing, and he was starting to sit up, but he was changing!  His body was filling out, the scars from his relatives were fading away, and, was he getting taller?  A quick glance below his waist showed that something else was getting bigger too, and she licked her lips distractedly.

Hearing groans, she looked around, and saw the other three girls were sitting up as well, and they looked just as dazed as she felt.  Just as she was about to say something, she wasn't sure what, Harry distracted her by starting to laugh.

Looking over at him, Hermione saw him shaking his head, an amused smile on his face.  He caught her eye and winked, before he said, “I don't know what the Potter family motto is, officially, but I'm going to petition to have it changed to 'Potters Don't Do Normal!'   Cho, ladies, if I'm not mistaken, our proto-Coven just got a whole lot bigger.  As soon as the scar was out of my head, it felt like I had access to more magic than I'd felt in my life.  Even more than the night of the Dementors!   I had already seen the initial girls, but then, I got six more girls, did you see them as well?”

Looking around, the others were nodding as well, but before they could start comparing notes, there was a pounding on the door, and Sirius's voice came through, “Harry?  Are you all okay?  The magic detectors are going crazy up here! What's going on?”

Harry raised his voice, “We're all fine Sirius, give us a few minutes to get decent and we'll be up.  And can you ask Kreacher to make some lunch, I know I'm starving, and so are the girls I bet.”  Hermione realized that she was hungry suddenly, and from the looks on their faces, so were the other girls.

Hermione also realized that she was randier than she'd been in ages, and a quick glance at the other girls saw a similar look in their eyes.  Apparently, Harry had noticed, because he lowered his voice and said, “When we get dressed, don't bother with your knickers, because I'll just tear them off your bodies when we get upstairs.  I'm planning on eating very quickly and I expect you to do the same. Any questions?”

All of them grinned at him and started pulling on their clothing, leaving their bras and knickers in a pile in the corner of the room as they went upstairs.

End Chapter Five