Mister Malfoy (Ch. 3)

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Mister Malfoy

Chapter 3

The old man stood in front of his motley crew of witches and wizards. He smiled at the turnout. Seeing that he still had the charisma to bring together such a group just showed how much power that he had … at least that was his way of thinking. Some would say that he was beginning to slip now that he was elderly. Either way, he did have a group.

Clearing his throat while standing in front of them, he waited until they quieted so that he could address them. Once quieted, he began.

“Thank you for this lovely turnout. It fills my heart with joy knowing that even though we no longer have anything to fear from Voldemort, we still can come together in a time of need,” he went on as the cowards in the crowd shivered at the sound of the Dark Lord’s name.

“Of course we will!” Molly Weasley chimed in. “Fighting for the light has never led us astray,” she declared as her baby boy, Ron munched on a snack that mummy had made for him. She looked upon him proudly as Nymphadora Tonks looked on in disgust. Strawberry jam was dripping off of his chin and forming a glob on the leg of his trousers.

“Thank you for saying that Molly. But the fight for the light is a long battle and not even close to being finished. Given a chance, Darkness will creep into everything and twist it into something foul. That’s why we must be vigilant. That’s why it saddens me so that one of our own has strayed so far from the light,” Dumbledore said, sadly shaking his head. Just as he suspected, the entire crowd was eating it up.

He eventually calmed them down. “As some of you have already figured out, I am indeed talking about Harry Potter. While he hasn’t done anything overly nefarious, he has amassed a great deal of power in a short amount of time. We all saw what happened when Voldemort gained so much power. We simply cannot let that happen to him. Harry Potter is a good boy, and we must make sure that he remains good, by any means necessary!” he declared, slamming his fist on his “Light Lord” alter that he had specially made for just these occasions.

“Here, here!” Remus Lupin happily cheered. “We cannot let James and Lily’s boy walk down the path of destruction! We simply cannot allow it!” he said with fiery vigor.

“I’ve heard that he was seen behind a shop in Knockturn Alley receiving a … um … a ‘pleasant gift’ from a daughter of one of the darker families!” one member called out. There were gasps from the crowd. Molly Weasley covered her daughter’s “virgin” ears to protect her from such perverse nonsense. What she didn’t know was that her innocent daughter had been sending Harry Potter nudes while trying to entice him.

“This is exactly what I was talking about!” he told them. “First he receives power over the families, then he uses that power to take what he wants. What’s next?” Everybody looked at each other uncomfortably.

“He already has many of the powerful and rich pureblood families under his thumb. I’ve been using what power that I have left to keep the Potter will from being carried out, and I’ve been stopping Sirius from handing the Black family to him. Even so, he still has enough influence to severely shake things up at the Ministry.”

Dumbledore looked the part of the nearly defeated grandpa. “He has accused me of meddling in his life. I fear that he may even get me ousted from my position as Headmaster of Hogwarts,” he said sadly. Gasps and cries of “No!” were heard throughout the small gathering.

“Yes indeed. That’s not all my friends,” he said before going on, pausing for dramatic effect. “There are now rumors going around that he might even begin cleaning house at the Ministry! Who knows who might end up on the chopping block?”

The small crowd began chattering to themselves, talking about Harry Potter and discussing ways in which they could help. Everyone wanted to do their part to help the troublesome, old man.

“But what can we do?!” Molly asked, desperate for an answer. Her poor Artie worked at the Ministry, and it turned her stomach thinking that he might get canned. His job was all that her family had. If he was fired, she didn’t know what would happen to them.

“Whatever the answer is, it’s going to be difficult. Even without the Potter and Black families, he controls enough purebloods to stop any kind of law or decree,” Remus explained.

“That is correct,” Dumbledore jumped in, eager to show them that he had an answer for any problem. “Anything official from the Ministry will be dead on arrival. No … What we have to do is hit him where it counts … the heart,” he said proudly.

“You mean to find him a wife?” Molly asked excitedly. “Because I’m sure that Ginny would …”

“That’s not what I was going for,” Dumbledore cut her off. The old man wanted to roll his eyes but refrained. Of course, Molly would be desperate for all of the wealth and power that Potter held. No … that money and power had his name on it. All Potter needed was someone as intelligent and wise as him to control … influence him. Yes, influence sounds much better, he thought.

“I have actually come up with a brilliant plan,” he stated proudly. “We must use the one person that he loves above all else. Who does Potter love in such a way? His mother and father, of course!” Everyone looked at each other thinking that maybe the old man was off his rocker.

“Now, now. I obviously know that James and Lily have long since passed on,” he corrected them. “But we do happen to have a very capable Metamorphmagus in our midst! Nymphadora is more than capable of becoming a living clone of Lily Potter!” he told them as he finally finished his big-brain idea.

Excited chatter erupted throughout the small gathering. “I thought that perhaps Miss Tonks could take Lily’s form and visit young Harry while he’s asleep. She could explain why my words should be followed so that the Light could be saved,” he told them.

Tonks and her boss, Amelia Bones looked at each other with skepticism. They had a feeling that this hair-brained scheme wouldn’t work, but they decided to keep their worries to themselves. The rest of the Order of the Phoenix seemed to think that it was the greatest idea since sliced bread, especially Remus and the Weasleys. They were huddled together talking excitedly about getting Harry back in their clutches.

“I think we can conclude this meeting for the time being. Miss Tonks, please remain behind so that we can discuss the plan. All others have a wonderful day. Oh! And don’t forget to take some of those wonderful chocolate chip cookies that Molly made with you.”

Mrs. Weasley looked pleased at having her moment to shine, but sadly, her baby boy was currently two-fisting the tasty treats into his big, open gob and not leaving any for anyone else.

Mister Malfoy

Tonks didn’t know how she had gotten roped into this plan. She thought that it was stupid from the moment that she had heard it if she was being honest. She did believe in Dumbledore, but she had noticed that lately, his plans were not exactly rock-solid. She thought that maybe he was getting on in years. Either way, it didn’t matter because she had agreed.

It was late at night and she was sitting on her bed looking through the dozens of pictures of Lily Potter that they had been able to muster up. She was studying the beautiful redhead to make sure that she could get her appearance just right. Dumbledore had shown her a Pensieve memory of Lily so that she could sound like her. She hadn’t gotten the voice down perfect, but it was close enough. Harry didn’t really know what his mother sounded like, so it would be good enough.

She got up and stood in front of her full-length mirror. Concentrating, she morphed into the redhead. Looking herself over, she nodded in satisfaction. The perfect shade of red hair, porcelain skin, green eyes, wide hips, and shapely legs, and large Double-D breasts that seemed to defy gravity … she got everything as good as she could, given the short notice. Since Dumbledore didn’t see fit to give her any proper clothing, she threw on one of her t-shirts and went without a bra. She was able to modify a pair of jeans to fit her curvy form. Once done, she took a deep breath and mentally prepared herself. She went over all of the talking points that Dumbledore told her to remember.

Knowing that she couldn’t put it off any longer, she apparated to the place that she knew Potter was staying at … the fanciest and most expensive five-star hotel in London. Thankfully, Dumbledore kept tabs on him, because no one seemed to know where he was staying. Dumbledore said that he was probably staying there while the Goblins were busy working on his Manor.

She was able to use her magic to easily get to the highest floor of the hotel … the Presidential Suite. As she stood outside of the door, she waved her wand. There were a few spells on it, but nothing serious. Mostly sound dampening spells and such. She used her wand to unlock the door and walk in, not knowing that she had set off an intruder alert which woke him. She did, however, figure it out when she was at the foot of his bed and the light came on, and he was holding a wand to her. She just stood there, unable to come up with something to say.

“Mum?” Harry sleepily asked. Clearing her throat, Tonks began her act.

“Yes son … it’s me … Lily Potter … I mean Lily, your mother,” Tonks stumbled over her wording. She didn’t need to worry about that though, because as soon as the words came out of her mouth, Harry had already embraced her. Her heart was hammering in her chest as she was pulled right up against him. She hadn’t failed to notice that he was only wearing boxers.

“I’m visiting you from the Beyond to give you some advice … um, My Darling. You see, I’m worried that you’ve been straying too far from the Light. I think that you should speak with Dumbledore and … HEY!” she cried out as he dipped his head and gently bit her hard nipple that was poking through her shirt. She was just about to pull back when his strong hands gripped her shapely ass. Pulling her in, he moved his lips to her other nipple and began sucking on it right through her t-shirt. Tonks was breathing heavily while trying to figure out what had just happened.

Harry smirked into her big tit. He obviously knew that this wasn’t his real mother. First of all, a spirit wouldn’t have set off his intruder alert. Second, having had a bit of a crush on Tonks, he knew the perfume that she always wore. And third, he doubted that his mother would have borrowed Tonks’s favorite Weird Sisters t-shirt from their 1995 World Tour.

He felt Tonks shudder as his hand slid up the back of her shirt while his other hand groped her fat ass.

“Harry I …” she started but was cut off when his hands gripped the bottom of her shirt. As it was lifted up her belly, Tonks must have lost her mind, because she raised her hands out of instinct. When her big breasts bounced out of her tight shirt in a spectacular titty-drop, she realized what had happened and covered them with her arm. Of course, her tits were way too big to be properly hidden by her thin forearm. Her cleavage was on full display while her tit spilled from below and created some fantastic underboob. Even her pink areolas were peeking out from behind her arm.

Because she was covering her chest, she couldn’t stop him when he unbuttoned her jeans and began tugging them off of her wide hips. She was about to protest when he grabbed her and flipped her onto her back. Now on the bed, he quickly removed her shoes and socks and tugged her jeans until they were pulled off of her feet. Her cotton panties had been pulled down a bit, and she was showing off the upper part of her hairless mound.

Tonks couldn’t believe how things had taken a turn. One minute, she was going along with the plan, and the next, she was on her back with Harry’s hands on her knees. He pushed her legs wide open and buried his face in the crotch of her cotton panties. Tonks gasped wildly as he sniffed her scent and sucked on the wet spot that was quickly forming. It had been a long time since she had gotten any action, so she couldn’t help but be turned on a bit. When he started sucking on the junction where her thigh met her pussy lip, she threw her head back and moaned, pulling her hands off of her lovely breasts and gripping the bedsheets tightly. She had never been so turned on as she was when he pressed his face against her damp panties and motorboated her quivering pussy. Pulling his face away, she saw him stare at her wet spot for a moment causing her to blush. Grabbing her panties by the waistband, she helped him remove them by lifting her ass off of the bed. As they slid down her smooth, shapely legs, she saw the amount of lust that was burning in his emerald eyes. Tossing her panties across the room, he pressed his lips against hers in a deep and passionate kiss.

He was licking and sucking on her soft tongue, making her body tremble when two of his fingers slipped between her delicate folds. “Oh, Merlin!” she squeaked as his fingers curled and began massaging her g-spot. At that point, he no longer needed to hold her legs open. She was spreading them as far as they could go, desperate to feel more. As his talented fingers roughly toyed with her g-spot, he broke the kiss and moved down to her glorious tits. Tonks bit her lip sexily as she watched his tongue trace the shape of her pink areola. When his tongue touched her hard and crinkled tip, Tonks’s pussy squeezed his invading fingers.

“You like that, Mum?” he teased Tonks and watched how deeply she blushed while nodding her head. Sucking hard on her nipple, he loved how her pussy seemed to tighten to unheard-of levels. Obviously, he had never fucked a Metamorphmagus, but he was already planning to get his money’s worth. Like he did with her pussy, he pressed his face into her cleavage and motorboated the hell out of her big, pillowy tits.

Tonks eeped and moaned as he devoured her naked breasts. His tongue traveled from her cleavage, over her areolas, and onto her hard peaks. He even lightly bit them and tugged on them with his teeth. She was just beginning to enjoy the rough treatment when his lips left them and made their way down her slim belly. Down his lips went until he reached her belly button. She quivered when he dipped his tongue into it and wiggled it around. Her pussy was literally dripping wet. She could hear the perverse squelching of his fingers pistoning in and out of her tight and wet tunnel. Soon after, his lips lowered even further, and he peppered her soft and bald mound with gentle kisses. Her curvy body was squirming around the lower that his lips got. Once they reached her clit, she was so worked up that when his lips wrapped around them, she exploded in a spray of girl cum. Her pussy fluttered over his thrusting fingers, and she squirted violently, spraying his bare chest and sending a mist of her arousal up into the air which fell back to earth and coated everything in his room. The room would smell of her pussy for weeks. Her body was flopping around so much that his fingers slipped from her slick pussy. Tonks couldn’t stop her body from spasming and jerking uncontrollably until Harry held her down. She thought that he might let her body calm, but she was wrong. Instead, he stuck his tongue against her asshole and hissed in Parseltongue. Sparks of magic and the vibration of his tongue caused her to scream bloody murder while her orgasm went to the next level. Removing his tongue from her ass, he stuck his fingers back into her contracting twat to give it something to milk.

While undergoing the mind-blowing orgasm, she lost control of her powers and morphed back into herself. As her body bucked and spasmed, she saw him look right at her with wide, confused eyes. “Tonks?” he asked, pretending to be confused and hurt. “How could you?”

“Harry …” she began but squealed as her pussy contracted on his fingers again. “Harry, I can explain …”

“Let me guess. Dumbledore?” he asked as his thumb rubbed circles over her swollen clit to keep her horny. She nodded quickly. Harry huffed before smiling wickedly. He pulled his fingers from her tight depths.

Tonks was laying there with her legs spread like a high-class whore when he stood up. She watched as he pulled his boxers down and a massive meat log sprang out and slapped against his belly before coming to a stop, sticking straight out at her. She gasped at the sheer absurdity of it. It was massive! At least twice as big as any that she had seen. When he gripped the huge pole and started stroking it while looking at her, she gulped from the look in his eyes.

“Since you decided to trick me so cruelly, I think that a bit of punishment is in order,” he told her as he grabbed her roughly and spun her around. Tonks squealed as her ass was lifted in the air. He wasted no time as he thrust his raging erection into her with a single, powerful thrust. Tonks cried out as her pussy had never been stretched so much. Her body instinctively tightened around him to give them both the greatest amount of pleasure. “Fuck, Tonks! This is by far the best pussy that I’ve ever had!” he cheered as his eyes fluttered from the pleasure. Tonks blushed and hid her face in the bed, keeping her ass up in the air like the horny bitch that she was. A hard slap on the butt cheek made her cry out as he started to fiercely fuck her.

“Let’s see how good your powers truly are!” he grunted as his hips repeatedly connected with her fat ass. “Morph into your mother,” he commanded. Tonks turned her head to look at him in shock. Did he really just ask her to do that? A loud slap was heard as a stinging sensation erupted on her delicate ass cheek. She cried out in pain, but the pain made her pussy tingle, which she thought was strange. “Do I need to ask you again?” he asked, rubbing her sore cheek. Tonks shook her head rapidly and closed her eyes. She found that it was hard to properly concentrate when her g-spot was being battered by a monster of a cock.

Harry watched as her body morphed right before his eyes. She turned into an exact copy of her mother. At first, her pussy loosened but quickly tightened back up, making him groan as he placed his hand on the middle of her ass and let his thumb touch her puckering asshole.

Tonks moaned in her mother’s voice as the pad of this thumb began massaging her dirty, little hole. Her toes were curling, and her pussy was dripping ludicrous amounts of arousal down the insides of her thighs as her big tits swung back and forth. Leaning over, Harry reached down and cupped her large breasts. “I never knew that they were this big!” he happily declared as he squeezed, groped, and jiggled them with his hands. He then let them go and pinched her hard nipples. The tips of her mother’s nipples were longer than her own, so he was able to get a good grip on them. Tonks moaned like a whore while he rolled them between his fingers and harshly tugged on them. The pain of it was making her pussy tighten even further. Finally, he removed his hands from her breasts and placed them on her cheeks. Just as he slid all the way back into her pussy, he spread her cheeks apart and stared at her asshole. He whistled appreciatively.

“Your mother has a nice asshole,” he teased, tickling the small hole with the tip of his finger. Every time that his finger touched her hole, her cheeks would clench. Tonks hid her face in the bed, never having been so embarrassed in her entire life. Funnily enough, the embarrassment made the sex even hotter to her. Her pussy was fluttering over his massive cock as it brutally pistoned in and out of her abused pussy. Suddenly, he pulled out and flipped her over. She opened her mouth to say something but received a mouthful of his tongue instead. Their kiss was passionate and dirty as he slurped on her tongue and pierced her folds with his cock. Breaking the kiss, he sat back up. His eyes were glued to her big, swinging tits. He reached out and grabbed them, slapping and batting them together in a perverse way. Tonks’s eyes fluttered and she cried out as her pussy began milking his cock.

“Now … turn into Hermione!” he groaned as he felt her walls massaging his shaft, trying to tempt a thick load from his balls. His bushy-haired friend formed right in front of him. Harry pulled out and lifted Tonks’s legs up. He made her hook her arms behind her knees to keep her legs in that position. Harry disappeared for a second before he came back with a bottle of lubricant. Tonks was breathing heavily as he squirted lube all over her pussy and asshole.

“I’ve always had a thing for Hermione,” he told her as he rubbed the oil all over her naked pussy. “Now … get your asshole ready for me.”

“Harry!” she squealed in Hermione’s voice as she watched him rub lubricant all over his massive erection.

“You better hurry up because I’m not waiting for you,” he smirked as he eyed her asshole. She blushed madly and quickly began rubbing the lube onto her hole. Biting her lip cutely, she shuddered as she stuck her finger into her ass and slowly started to finger herself. She was really getting into it when Harry settled against her. She pulled her finger from her slightly loosened asshole, and Harry pressed the tip against it. “Hermione” squeaked and groaned as he pushed his cock deep into her hole. Harry loved seeing the mixture of pain and naughty pleasure cross his friend’s beautiful face. Once he was all the way in, he placed his hand on her shaved mound and started rubbing her swollen clit with his thumb. Her eyes were fluttering like mad as he slowly moved his hips and pistoned in and out of her tight tunnel.

“Now turn into Ginny and tell me what Dumbledore has planned,” he commanded. The cute redhead took Hermione’s place. Hermione’s hairless mound turned into a ginger bush as he continued to plow into her ass. Hermione’s perky c-cup tits turned into bouncing b-cups as Tonks’s pussy started squirting. He watched as a small fountain of fluid began trickling out of her quivering pussy. She babbled about this and that and what the old man was planning.

“Now Luna!” Ginny’s form shrank into the smaller blonde. Her pussy tightened even further as Luna’s cute elven features replaced Ginny’s lovely face. Tonks choked out a scream of delight as her squirting became even more pronounced. With every thrust into her slutty asshole, more and more juice sprayed from her sloppy cunt.

“Luna has such a pretty, little pussy,” Harry groaned and complimented the Ravenclaw’s appearance. Her pussy was completely smooth with two plump pussy lips hiding a tiny slit.

“Harry! I can’t …” Tonks cried out as pussy juice began spraying everywhere, but Harry didn’t care.

“Now Fleur!” As Tonks shifted, the stunning beauty of the Veela along with the tightness of Tonks’s contracting pussy was enough to send Harry over the edge.

“Hermione again!”

Tonks dug deep and was able to change one last time before she squeaked and nearly blacked out. He pushed her legs all the way up and buried his cock deep into “Hermione’s” asshole before pulling out. Tonks was completely out of it when Harry straddled her chest and stuck his cock into her mouth. She felt his cock slip into her throat and didn’t even realize that he was going ass to mouth on her. She just wrapped her lips around him and wiggled her tongue against his shaft as he fucked her throat. Harry cried out and filled her mouth with his hot spunk. Tonks tried to guzzle down as much as she could, but some leaked out of the corners of her mouth. Suddenly, he pulled out and shot a thick string of cum onto her face. He continued to pump his cock, shooting load after load onto her face and tits. Once he was done, he got up and looked at his handy work. Harry smiled and nodded his head in satisfaction. Now he just needed to neutralize Dumbledore a bit more.

Mister Malfoy

“I’ve had enough of that old fucker. I hear that you can get things rolling and help me get back what is rightfully mine,” he said, talking about his Houses. “I won’t stop until I’ve sued everyone responsible for every last Knut that they have!” he declared, banging on the desk with his fist.

Andromeda Tonks shuddered at his aggressiveness and his commanding presence. It seemed that she had a bit of a submissive streak just like her daughter. Seeing this, Harry smirked and took full advantage.

Half an Hour Later

Andromeda squealed as she came again. Her skirt was hiked up, and she was bent over her desk as Harry thrust into her while one hand was inside her open shirt and squeezing her tit, and the other was groping her naked ass.