Chapter 10: Pandora Lovegood
Remi awoke with a slight groan. She was sore, and it took a while for her mind to catch up with what had happened the night before.
The full moon. Her first full moon as master's pet. The debauchery that had ensued.
She sniffed the air, and a smile fell upon her face as her body relaxed. They were all there. Master's scent nearly overwhelmed everything else, but she could pick them all up, Lily, Serena, Regina, and Jamie.
Jamie had joined. Her pack was complete.
Well, Master also had other packmates, she could smell them on Lily sometimes. Remi was very excited to meet them, but for now, she was content. Her family was whole.
Her body ached, but was so different from the other times. Incomparably so.
Before, after a full moon, she'd always feel as if she'd been run over by a speeding train, as if she'd just barely managed to pull through from a terminal illness. It was a heaviness in her bones, a persistent miasma, a throbbing headache and an impenetrable fog that made it hard to even think.
This time? This time, she felt light, like she was coming down from a high. Every slight twitch of a muscle made a tingle run up her spine. Everything was sensitive. Last night had been the most mind-bendingly orgasmic experience of her life, and now, this morning, she was at a hair trigger. Even the bedsheets brushing up against her skin made her squirm.
Someone shifted, a leg brushing up against her thigh. She cracked an eye open to see that it was Regina - still fast asleep. The sleeping girl lifted her leg, sliding it up her inner thigh, making Remi shudder, until her knee bumped up against her cunt.
"Ah!" It was like stubbing her toe on a table leg. Jolts of pleasure ran up her body, and she was cumming before she could even think to contain it. Regina's knee ground up against her pussy lips, and then she felt hands - Serena, that was who was spooning her - sleepily grope at her breasts and pinch her nipples.
Remi was trapped in a prison of Black sexual torture, too weak to do anything but try and endure as the sleeping sisters continued to stimulate her sensitive body.
It was like she'd set off a chain reaction, because next to them on the bed, master began to move, his hips thrusting as his morning wood popped into an unsuspecting cunt. Remi couldn't make out who it was, she was far too dazed by the stimulation, and she couldn't make out who was where between the mess of black and auburn beside her.
It was only when she heard the squeals - breathless, feminine - that she realized master was fucking Lily.
"Oh Moony." Serena breathed into her ear, the haze of lust enough to make her stir as her hands became more deliberate in their torture, one cupping a breast while the other slid down to froth away at her clit.
"S-Serena… p-please."
Serena wasn't going to listen. She kept flicking her bean and fondling her tit as her warm mouth went over Remi's neck.
"You two are insatiable." Regina mumbled, eyes half-open, unaware that she had been the one to trigger all of this.
"Shut up and help me, Reggie."
Of all times to listen to her sister, Regina had chosen the worst. She leaned in, taking Remi's free breast into her mouth, suckling on it like a mother's teat.
Remi's back arched, surrendering completely to her pain as every sensation was amplified. Serena nipped at her neck, playing the part of the wolf as her canines sank into Remi's tender flesh.
"Oooooh!"
She looked on with glazed over eyes as the pile of flesh next to her took form. Everyone was awake now. Master was fucking Lily sideways, cock sliding in and out of her cunt as the redhead gasped, back arched and head twisted to the side as she shared a deep tongue-kiss with her father.
Jamie, meanwhile, was upside down, face buried between Lily's thighs. Remi couldn't see too well, but the wet sloshing painted the picture more than well enough.
Jamie had Lily's clit in her mouth, using her spit to put it through the spin-cycle while her tongue lathered it up.
At some point, the Black sisters had started kissing, and now Remi was sandwiched between them as they began grinding their bodies onto her own, using her as nothing more than a masturbation tool as they buried their tongues in each other's mouths.
Mercifully, the two's pace became far too frantic to be sustainable, and while she had to endure a whole nother level of torture to her cunt, Remi still quite relished the orgasm she shared with the other two as all three peaked at the same times, their bodies stiffening as their cunts quivered.
Mere moments later, Lily was screaming. Not from orgasm - she'd zoomed past that post a long time ago - but from the feeling of Master driving deep into her and filling her womb with his seed.
It was like a deep rumbling. Remi could feel it, she could feel the bed vibrate as Master's balls churned and his holy rod hummed, throbbed with great power as it filled Lily's lucky cunt with its heavenly nectar.
It was like a siren call. Exhausted, sticky, and still half-asleep, the three girls crawled around in the bed, converging around Lily's cunt like a pride of lions at a watering hole.
Holding prime real estate, Jamie moved greedily, running her tongue flat over Master's shaft, lapping up his dick-sweat and Lily's juices, and meeting the first few dribbles of his thick white sap as it began to leak out of Lily's cunt. She rolled the dribble into a thick glob as her tongue rode up Master's shaft. Finally, she sealed her lips around Lily's mound, covering her upper lip and clit with her mouth, eyes rolling to the back of her head as she glugged down large globs of Master's sweet syrup.
"Covetous dike!" Regina snapped. Quickly, Serena grabbed Jamie by the shoulders, forcefully pulling her away and rolling her onto her back. Serena climbed atop her, gripping her neck as she dove down and mashed her lips against her best friends.
Cum erupted from Jamie's stuffed cheeks and into Serena's mouth, with such pressure that some splashed out and splattered across her chin. As the two girls snowballed Master's seed, and as Serena ground her cunt against Jamie's own, Remi and Regina moved in. As Harry gently lifted Lily off of his cock, Regina went for her plugged up pussy, sucking up most of the rich, creamy seed still inside, while the ever dutiful Remi wrapped her lips around Master's cock, sucking the head clean of any and all juices.
In the ensuing post-orgasmic haze, they must have all dozed off, because the next time Remi opened her eyes, a spectral phoenix was hovering overhead, Headmaster Dumbledore's voice coming down like a heavenly edict.
"...and if you run into Ms. Lupin and Ms. Evans, then please, bring them along as well."
Remi's eyes widened in panic as she shot up in the bed, finding that everyone else was already in the process of getting dressed.
"W-wha-!"
Master looked at her with a smile that soothed her pounding heart, "Don't worry, Remi, patroni aren't spy cameras. It's basically just a fancy letter."
"What did the headmaster say about us?"
"There's a new student. I guess Dumby wants the prefect and the backup prefect to help them out." Serena said.
"New student? It's the middle of autumn."
"That's what I said." Master said with a shrug. "Now come on, we should probably wash up before going up there."
There was an ensuing Jamie and Serena led stampede towards the bathroom, and Remi chose to put her worries to rest as the six of them crammed into the shower.
…
"Transferring in the middle of an OWL year? That shouldn't even be allowed!" Lily said as she walked alongside Harry and Remi towards Dumbledore's office.
"They're definitely going to have a hard time adjusting. Unless they're a prodigy." Remi agreed.
"That's why the Headmaster summoned us, girls." Harry said, "we're here to give them as soft a landing as possible."
Harry had to admit, he was quite looking forward to this. He hadn't done much counseling so far this year - at least, not the non-sexual kind - and it was always good to keep his skills sharp.
One password later - Dumbledore really was on a licorice wand kick - the trio were riding up the spiral staircase and entering the Headmaster's office.
It was a feeling that, despite how many times he'd experienced it by now, Harry could never get used to. Sitting across from Dumbledore and McGonagall was a pretty blonde girl with light blue eyes, a girl that looked remarkably like someone he knew. Disturbingly so. He just couldn't put his finger on it, and it pissed him off, because that dreamy smile felt like a giant neon sign flashing 'RECOGNIZE ME'.
"Ah, all three in one!" Albus said, "Miss, these three will help you adjust to life here at Hogwarts. This is Harry Potter, our school counselor, and these are Lily Evans and Remi Lupin, two of our top students."
"Hi." she greeted in a distinctly American accent, "do you know why there's so many nargles following you around?"
"So many what?" Lily glanced at Harry in confusion, only to find her daddy's eyes widened in shock.
"Harry, ladies, this is Pandora Lovegood, an exchange student from Livermorny."
"Pleased to meet you, Pandora." Remi greeted.
McGonagall cleared her throat as she looked at the girls, "Miss Lovegood has been sorted into Gryffindor. Lily, Remi, I hope that you can help make her integration into our house a seamless one."
"Of course, professor." Both girls replied.
Dumbledore, meanwhile, looked at Harry, "I have granted her the day to get acclimated to the school, I take it your schedule is open?"
Harry grinned. "I have all the time in the world."
…
As the four of them left the headmaster's office, Harry held Lily back, letting Pandora and Remi walk ahead as Remi explained some of the castle's quirks.
"What is it, daddy?" Lily whispered.
"Isn't there a Xenophilius Lovegood already at school?"
Lily blinked in confusion, "No… there is a Xenophilius… Thornhill, I think? He's in Ravenclaw, sixth or seventh year. I think I heard people say he's a bit odd." Lily glanced at Pandora, "He's blonde too. You think they're related?"
"Nah." Harry waved it off, "Sorry, just had a bit of a brain fart."
Lily giggled, pressing herself to his side as she rubbed her cheek on his arm, "still recovering from last night?"
"And this morning," Harry said.
The two caught back up, and as they matched their pace, Pandora sniffed the air, "it smells like hippogriff leather."
"Oh, yeah, new soap I'm using." Harry said. After insisting that every soap he used flared up her allergies or gave her a rash, Narcissa had picked up soap-making as a hobby. She was actually quite good at it, and they'd been trying to push her to start selling them by owl order.
Pandora sniffed again, "it smells good, very manly," her dreamy, loopy smile widened, "you two smell like it as well!"
Lily and Remi blanched, "Oh… ah…"
"The counselor gifted us some-"
"It must be my shampoo-"
Their mouths snapped shut as they looked at each other in a panic. Pandora seemed blissfully unaware of their distress, and Harry cleared his throat, steering the ship away from the jagged rocks, "Well, girls, I think you should head out to class."
"Oh, yeah, of course! See you later, Pandora!"
Remi and Lily couldn't scamper off fast enough. Harry, meanwhile, rubbed the back of his neck as he glanced at the fifteen year old blonde.
She looked so much like Luna.
She was taller, and even through the bulky robes, Harry could tell that her figure was better developed than his waifish old friend. Her face was a bit sharper, edging more towards beautiful than cute, but it still held that same quality of Luna's, that whimsical appeal, as if she were some sort of fairy in a human disguise.
"Counselor, do I have something on my face?"
"Huh? Oh, no, nothing, just spaced out for a second." Harry said.
She nodded sagely, "it's the nargles, sir. They like to fly around your head and pull at your thoughts.."
Harry had already been through this routine once before, but he didn't mind starting it over, fighting a fond smile. "Nargles?"
"They're mischievous little creatures. You had a bunch earlier."
He chuckled. "I'll need to be on the lookout. Now, come, Pandora - can I call you Pandora-"
"Of course!"
"Well, come on. Have you had breakfast?"
Ten minutes later, Harry and Pandora were in his office, sitting at opposite sides of his desk, a full breakfast spread between them.
"So, Pandora, I see you're from the states. I'm actually from there myself."
"Really? What part?"
Harry shrugged as he bit off a piece of bacon, "all over. Tell me, what brought you to England? Especially in the middle of a school year."
She was very good at hiding it, but Harry picked up the signs regardless. A slight darkening of her eyes, the faintest drop of her smile and sagging of her shoulders.
"Dad decided it would be better if we moved. I think he's still trying to find mom."
"Find your mother?"
Pandora nodded, "she left when I was little. She said the house was suffocating. I don't know why daddy didn't just open more windows. But after that, daddy was never the same, it was like the wrackspurts took all his smiles away."
Harry's throat dried up, his head bowing slightly, "You father's sad all the time?"
He could see her knuckles whiten as they tensed, "It's just the wrackspurts, they mess with his mind. It doesn't help that the nargles fill his cup up with drinks, too."
Harry frowned deeply. He had to stop himself from prodding too deeply, too fast. "Do you miss your old school, Pandora? Your friends?"
She gave him a haunting, longing little smile, "I didn't really have any friends. I will miss the jackalopes, they like the crust from my sandwiches."
Harry shook his head before smiling fondly, "well, Pandora, I can promise that here at Hogwarts, you'll be able to make plenty of friends."
"You think so?" She asked, her voice weak, filled with hope.
"I know so. Lily, Remi, and the other girls in their friend group, they're awesome people, and I'm sure they'll welcome you with open arms. If anyone gives you trouble - any trouble at all - they'll have your back."
Pandora smiled down at her lap. "That sounds nice."
…
"Remember to place any jewelry and the like on the tray!" Professor Sprout said, standing by the entrance as the students flooded into the greenhouses.
Pandora stopped, unclasping her earrings as she leaned towards the professor.
"Are those… radishes?" A Ravenclaw asked as she held her own earrings over the tray - silver, studded with a pair of square-cut diamonds that flickered like a wall of paparazzi shutters with each little movement.
Pandora smiled as she dropped her radishes on a tarnished metal hook onto the box. "Dirigible plums, actually."
The girl snorted, "Sure, whatever."
Jamie and Serena practically teleported to Pandora's side, glaring daggers at the girl, "You've got a problem, Wynford?" Serena asked.
"Settle down, ladies." Sprout warned.
Wynford stuck her tongue out before whipping her hair and walking off.
"Don't mind her, Pandora, she's a fucking bitch." Jamie said.
"I think she liked my earrings. Maybe I should make her some."
"I think you can save yourself the effort." Serena said, bringing her over to their table.
The greenhouse was set up in two long rows of tables, and as usual, Gryffindors went on one side while Ravenclaws went to the other. Pandora ended up sandwiched between Serena and Jamie, who was beside Lily.
Class passed by with Serena and Remi acting like mother hens for Pandora, who seemed to struggle mightily with handling magical plants. At the same time, Alice and Marlene were left in utter shock as they watched James and Lily work, make small talk, smile, brush up against each other, and just generally act as if they were an old married couple that were trying to keep their hands to themselves in front of the kids.
Professor Sprout, meanwhile, looked increasingly frustrated by Pandora's continued failures at even the most basic of tasks. When the bell finally rang, she seemed more relieved than the students, urging them to put their things away so that she could usher them out.
The marauders waited for Pandora. After Harry had spoken to them, they were determined to make sure no one messed with her. With their antennas up, they very quickly noticed something was wrong, even as Pandora tried to put on that dreamy smile of hers, they could tell it didn't reach her eyes.
"What happened, Pandora?" Lily asked.
"Oh, it's nothing."
"What happened to your earrings?" Remi asked.
She shrugged, eyes downcast, "the nargles must have taken them. They like to mess with me sometimes."
The girls immediately looked over to Wynford, who was giggling along with her group of friends and raised an eyebrow when met with the intensity of their glares. She rolled her eyes and visibly scoffed before leaving the greenhouses with her friends.
"Nargles my ass." Serena clenched her fists.
Jamie put a hand on her shoulder, "We've been way too passive this year. I think it's time we remind people who we are."
…
That night, the marauders ate dinner under a barrage of hateful looks from the Ravenclaw table.
"They're really asking for more trouble, aren't they?" Jamie said.
"Jamie, you did enough. Don't escalate things further." Lily warned.
"Unless they escalate first." Serena said.
Regina shook her head, "you're all a bunch of hooligans. I'll tell daddy he needs to ramp up the discipline."
"Look, she's back." Remi pointed out.
Indeed, Wynford had entered the great hall, and her friends immediately rushed towards the sobbing girl, wrapping her up in their arms as they continued to shoot disapproving looks at Jamie and the rest.
"They're being so dramatic." Jamie said. "I mean, they fixed her ears up in record time."
Indeed, where an hour prior Wynford's ears had swelled to the size of an African bull-elephant's, to the point that the girl couldn't even keep her head upright, Madam Pomfrey and Professor McGonagall had done a bang up job of getting them back to normal size, though perhaps the girl still felt the sting of having it happen to her in a crowded hallway.
"She's learned her lesson." Serena said, shooting Pandora a look.
The benefactor of all this vigilante justice was staring down at her soup bowl, taking big spoonfuls of her potato soup and bringing them up to eye level for close inspection.
Regina gave her a critical look. "What are you doing?"
"Did you know that soup is the window to the soul?"
"Wha… it is?" Lily asked.
Pandora nodded, taking a deep whiff of her soup, "this person is from Bangladesh," she took a sip, "they have some anger issues."
Everyone just stared at her dumbly. They'd gotten used to just ignoring some of Pandora's more bizarre statements. Well, most of them had.
"What in the hell are you even talking about?" Regina snapped.
"Hey!" Serena reached out to pinch her sister's side, only for her to wriggle away with a hiss.
"What do you mean what am I talking about? She's constantly talking nonsense. Are you even listening to what she's saying? Incoherent drivel!"
Pandora stiffened, her face going blank. She pushed off the bench, standing ramrod straight as her blonde hair fell over her eyes.
"I… I need to go."
She left before anyone could stop her, ignoring their calls as she vanished from the great hall.
"What?" Regina crossed her arms defiantly, "you act like she's terminally ill or something."
Remi grabbed her by the arm firmly as the others stood, "you're going to apologize, Regina."
"Like hell I am!"
"Come on, let's go find her." Jamie said, throwing a furtive glance at Harry's empty spot at the head table.
The five of them walked through the empty castle in search of Pandora, taking turns reprimanding Regina for being a brat while going from secret passage to secret passage to cover more ground.
"We really should have finished that stupid map." Serena said as they walked around aimlessly.
"What map?" Lily asked.
"It could still be useful." Remi pointed out, "most everyone else is in the great hall, after all."
Jamie quickly reached into her robe pocket, "I solemnly swear that I'm up to no good."
Lily leaned in, gawking as she saw the aged parchment fill with spidery ink.
"This is a map!" She said, awestruck, "are those people?" She pointed at one of the dots. "Did you do all this?" She asked Jamie.
"We did all this." Serena interjected. "There's brains behind this pretty face, you know."
"Not enough, clearly." Regina said, "what is all this nonsense?" She gestured at the indecipherable mess of numbers and runes that populated the map.
"It's not finished." Remi snapped, giving her a smack on the bum that made her straighten out.
"I thought you were a puppy now." Regina said.
"Oh no."
"What is it?" Lily asked.
Jamie pointed at a pair of isolated dots on the map, and Serena and Remi instantly paled.
"What? Is that Pandora?"
"We can't be sure, but if it is, she's in trouble." Serena snarled, "because we know exactly who that other name is."
Lily squinted, trying to divine some meaning from the set of garble of runes and numbers.
The marauders, meanwhile, shared a single glance, uttering the name with pure acrid hatred. "Snivella."
"Snive… you mean Severina?!"
"Come on, no time to waste." Jamie said, marching over to a portrait of a wizard on horseback and slapping the horse's ass with her wand.
The wizard screamed as the horse ran him off frame, causing the portrait to slide away and reveal a secret passage.
They practically sprinted through the narrow passage, moving across the castle's lower levels in record time as they emerged onto the dungeons, near the Slytherin common room.
They turned two corners before coming up to the very scene they'd feared. The devil herself, the greasy haired bat, towering over a scared, whimpering Pandora who was shielding her face, curled up into a ball.
"You little bitch! I'll fucking turn you inside out!" Snape snapped venomously.
For someone of average height and slight build, Severina Snape cast quite an intimidating figure. She was practically swimming in her extra baggy inky black robes, the hateful snarl on her face highlighting her worst features: the hook nose, the sallow skin, the deep racoon eyes and the oily black hair.
"SEV!" Lily's scream made the slytherin jump, her eyes widening in shock as she spun around in a panic.
"Lily? What are yo-" seeing the marauders, Snape's black beady eyes filled with pure hatred as she brandished her wand, "what are you doing here?!"
"Isn't it obvious, Snivella?" Jamie said as she, Remi and Serena fanned out, "we're here to do what we always do to your fucking creepy ass."
They'd been through this song and dance enough times that they all knew how it ended. Regina slowly backed away behind the cover a suit of armour as Lily readied her wand in case she needed to shield herself.
To Snape's credit, she did not falter despite being outnumbered. She slashed her wand, sending out a long arching curse meant to hit all three marauders. Unfortunately, even if they hadn't dodged, she'd ended up going well wide of Jamie, who had Lily standing beside her.
Remi and Serena rolled and dodged, and all three girls responded with ruthless precision. Three spells struck Snape dead in the chest. She flew up into the air, twisting upside down and dangling by her ankle, robe falling over her face as her pale, skinny legs and pert ass were exposed.
"That's enough." Lily flicked her wand, and Severina crashed to the floor, barely managing to break her fall with her arms.
She lifted her head as Lily stalked over, "Lily, I-"
"You've done enough, Snape." Lily spat, and Snape looked as if she'd just been speared through the heart. Lily looked down at Pandora, "are you ok?"
"Y-yeah." The blonde said weakly, clutching at her stomach as Lily helped her up.
"Did she do anything to you?" Lily asked, glaring at Snape.
Pandora shook her head, and Lily didn't look back as they turned to leave. Jamie shot Snape one last glare as the girl seethed on the floor. The marauders left her there, wallowing in her misery.
…
"She is a bit of an oddball, isn't she?"
"Marlene!" Lily snapped.
"I'm just saying!"
Lily had gone up to the dorm to collect her arithmancy book, and Marlene and Alice had come along for some much-neglected girltalk.
The room, already overfilled by Hogwarts standards, looked more like a barracks now that there were seven beds.
"Hope we don't get anyone else, they'll have to start putting beds up on the walls." Alice said.
"Oh, I don't know, Lily barely even sleeps here anymore."
"Hey!"
"Now the chaos-coven are doing the same. Be honest, Lils, did you and Potter set up a little lovenest for yourselves?"
"Wait, yeah, what was up with that? You two were practically playing footsies during charms."
"No we weren't!" Lily turned away, trying to hide her flush.
Alice and Marlene gasped. "No fucking way!"
"So hell really has frozen over! You're dating bloody Potter!"
"It's not-" Lily began, before realizing that a full explanation would only be worse for her, "she's matured a lot."
"Oh, Lily, we're not going to give you too much shit." Alice said.
"Like hell we aren't! We've been waiting five years for this!" Marlene bellowed.
"Raincheck?" Lily held up crossed fingers on both hands.
Marlene pouted, sagging slightly as she sighed, "fine, but that counts as, like, five."
Lily smiled in relief as she bent over her trunk, ruffling around until she found her book. As she straightened up, she finally caught sight of the bed beside hers. Pandora's bed.
"What the hell is all this?"
It was an absolute minefield. Crisscrossing each post were several ropes made of multi-colour hemp cord, creating a pseudo barb-wire fence from base to canopy. Strung out across their length were the strangest assortment of random items she had ever seen. The dream catchers, Lily could sort of make sense of - Pandora was from the states, after all - though why she needed several dozen, she really didn't know. But then there was the random junk: feathers of all sorts, mismatched marbles, bottle caps, dried fruit, keys and tiny little gears she'd gotten from god knows where.
"This… this is…"
Marlene and Alice smiled, "Come on, Lils, you know the word that comes to mind…"
Lily shook her head, "I admit, it's a little… offbeat-"
"Offbeat is when she wakes up in the middle of the night and stares out the window while brushing her hair."
"...She does that?"
"Listen, she's nice. And she's actually pretty funny, too, but do not come in here pretending she's not a bit weird."
"Its not like weird is bad, anyways." Alice was quick to add, "We're all a bit weird."
"Yeah, I guess."
…
"How have you been adjusting?"
Harry had been a bit busy at home this week, and so he'd been leaning heavily on the girls to help Pandora feel welcome. From what they'd told him, things hadn't quite gone as smoothly as he'd wanted.
They were sitting at the Three Broomsticks. Harry thought some time away from the castle, some fresh air, would do the girl good. The pub was actually livelier than Harry had expected for a random Thursday afternoon, mainly due to the group of men who'd pushed three tables together and seemed to be several rounds deep.
"The castle is really lovely. I especially like the mural of the dancing troll." Pandora said.
Harry smiled, "still easing into classes."
Harry knew that she was struggling mightily, not just from the girls, but from the professors as well. He needed to dig deeper into her trauma. Needed to make her better.
She shrugged, "sometimes I struggle to hear the professors with the wrackspurts whispering in my ear."
Harry sighed. Luna's creatures. They were a coping mechanism. Perhaps they'd also been so for his old friend - he couldn't be sure - but they were definitely so for her mother.
"Pandora, when the wrackspurts whisper… what exactly do they whisper to you?"
She opened her mouth to speak when the waitress came over. "Here's your tea, sir."
"Thank you." Harry said as the porcelain clinked softly on the table.
"And a Glittering Moon Milk for the young lady." She said as she placed a tall glass of blue milk in front of Pandora, little sparks of silver popping off inside.
"Thank you!" Pandora said, her eyes genuinely lighting up with joy as she grabbed her glass.
The waitress smiled back before she turned and left.
Pandora gleefully took a sip from her drink, wiping off the frothy blue moustache from her upper lip. "Thank you so much for this, Mr. Counselor, this really helped my mood."
The stony silence that followed left her perplexed. Pandora looked up to see Harry frowning at her, eyes narrowed.
"Is there something wrong, sir?"
"Let me see your hand."
"My hand?" Pandora asked. "Which one?" She asked as she held both hands up.
"Where'd you put it?"
"Put what?"
"Don't make me make you, Pandora. You stole her bracelet, I saw it."
Pandora shifted slightly in her chair, expression unreadable. "I don't know what you're talking about."
Harry pulled his wand out. "Accio bracelet."
"Ah!" Pandora yelped as a small gold bracelet flew out from underneath her shirt and over to Harry's waiting palm.
"Why'd you do it, Pandora?"
Pandora blinked in confusion. "I don't know how that got there. The nargles must have put it there."
"Well, we're going to give it back to the lady."
"No!" She leapt over the table, clutching at Harry's wrist.
"Yes we are. You shouldn't steal from people like that."
Pandora's eyes narrowed, and suddenly. The airy, dreamy look had vanished. "Give it back, or I'll tell everyone you're fucking students."
"I… you'll what?!"
"You heard what I said. What will the Headmaster say if I tell him you're fucking Lily and Remi? What will Jamie think of her uncle fucking her girlfriend?"
Harry gawked at her. Was Luna's mum really blackmailing him?
Whatever Pandora expected, it wasn't for Harry to push off the table and get to his feet. "That's it. Come on, we're leaving."
Pandora's eyes widened. "No we're not!"
"Yes we are!"
"No, you're not."
Harry froze, feeling a wand digging into his rib. The pub was dead silent now, and a glance over his shoulder showed him that the big table was empty.
All the men - clad in three-piece muggle suits - had their wands trained on them. The waitress was trembling in a corner, tied up with a gag over her mouth.
"What's this all about?" Harry asked as the man dug his wand deeper into his side.
"You really thought you could steal from the five families and get away with it, Pixie-Lift?"
The mask of obliviousness returned as Pandora blinked, "I'm sorry, sir, you must have me confused with someone else."
The man growled, "lets see if you're still confused after I snap this fucker's spine."
"I'd rather not."
Harry tilted his head to the side as his scalding hot tea shot up and struck the man dead in the face.
"Aaaargh!" He yelled, stumbling backwards and cradling his face as his wand fell to the floor. The other men moved to strike, but another bit of wandless magic made chairs and tables fly every which way, striking the men as Harry transfigured their table into a barricade, quickly pulling Pandora behind it.
She ducked her head as the spells flew overhead. Her frantic eyes locked onto the back exit, but as she began to crawl over, Harry grabbed her by the leg.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?!"
"You're not going anywhere until I get an explanation, Pixie-Lift."
"Are you insane?! They're trying to kill us!"
"They won't." Harry said, casually flicking his wand overhead, simultaneously reinforcing their barricade while also causing some sort of chaos amongst their attackers, if their screaming and cursing was anything to go by. "Now, tell me. Was it all an act?"
Pandora tried desperately to escape his grasp as the few spells that looped over the barricade seemed to just barely miss them.
"Yes! Yes! It was all bullshit! I played the part of the innocent little weirdo and you all ate it up like the gullible little marks that you are!"
"We're gonna get you, you little brat!" One of the men leapt over Harry's barricade, only to be jettisoned to the ceiling, wood beams melting around his body and keeping him firmly in place as his wand was fused into the wooden frame.
"What did you steal from these people to piss them off so bad?"
Pandora scoffed. "What didn't I steal from them?"
Harry shook his head. "Well, this ends now."
Harry grabbed her by the hand as he stood them up. He waved his entire arm and everyone was sent flying. Chairs, curtains and barstools, they all wrapped around the men, keeping them locked in place.
As Harry walked off, Pandora tried to make a run for it, only to find that her shoes were stuck to the ground.
Harry walked over to the terrified waitress. He untied her, and as she stood, he held out her bracelet, which she took with shaky hands.
"If you could give us a few, I'd appreciate it."
"O-Of course." She stuttered before running out the door.
"You're fucking dead meat, buddy!" One of the men barked at him.
"Listen, whatever this girl did to you people, I'm sure there's something we can do to make things right."
Everyone, including Pandora, scoffed. "Yeah, sure thing guy. This little brat's pissed off every wiseguy from Long Island to Yonkers."
"Only way we can make things right is with her head on a platter!" Exclaimed another gangster.
"Well, that's not gonna work." Harry mused.
At that moment, the front door opened. Harry tensed, wand at the ready as another well-dressed man entered the pub.
This one, though, Harry recognized.
"Sorry I took so long, boys. Honeydukes was running a special on licorice wa-"
Upon seeing his men tied up in knots, Arthur Weasley straightened up, drawing his wand with the speed of a trained killer.
The moment his sharp eyes fell over Harry, though, he relaxed once more.
"Counselor!"
"Arthur!" Harry greeted back as the redhead marched over and pulled him into a tight hug. "You look healthy! What brings you to this side of the pond?"
"Oh, well, you know, they sent me out here to find someone." Arthur peeked over Harry's shoulder, smiling as he spotted Pandora, "and there she is, Calamity Jane!"
Harry frowned, "You're with these people?"
Arthur let out a good natured chuckle, "gee, sir, well, I'm sort of their boss. Caporegime is what the Italians call it."
Harry's eyes widened. "No way."
"Yep," Arthur beamed proudly, "it's an all wizard crew, but I still like to keep this little guy around for fun." He pulled out a small revolver, spinning it around in his hand before stuffing it back in his coat pocket, "and the bosses said I need to bring this girl back. She's been really not nice, you know. Even after we warned her a bunch of times."
Harry glared at Pandora, who had untied her shoes only to find her feet were stuck to them as well.
"Yeah, I see. Tell me, Arthur, is there any way you could let her go?"
Arthur winced, sucking air in through his teeth, "Gee, sir, that'll be a bit tough. I mean, I've never seen the bosses so angry!"
"Not even if she returns everything she stole?"
"Like fucking hell I would! I'd rat-" Pandora's lips kept moving, but no sound came out. Her face turned red as she began to shout silent curses at Harry's back.
"Well, that would definitely help smooth some things out…" Arthur's eyes darted nervously about, making sure none of his henchmen were within earshot. Picking up on that, Harry cast a quick muffling charm around them as Arthur leaned in. "I'd really like to help you sir, but… well… If I could take something to the bosses, like, maybe a finger or something…"
Harry glanced over his shoulder, "Something like this?" he tapped his wand into his palm, conjuring a perfect replica of Pandora's ring finger, freshly severed, bone sticking out and all.
Arthur grinned. "That could work! I'll put one of the rings she stole on it. The bosses will be happy!"
"What about your men?"
"The lads won't say a word as long as I take them to a Harpies match before we leave." Arthur frowned, "but… sir, this all falls apart if she's seen by our associates, or Merlin forbid if she steals again."
Harry crossed his heart. "That won't be a problem Arthur. Let me take care of it."
…
"Dad- Counselor, what is going on?!" Lily asked, grateful that Alice and Marlene hadn't noticed her slip up.
The fifth year girls had been down in the common room when the counselor had suddenly marched in with a hysterical Pandora in tow. They were all crowding the door now, watching as Harry practically dragged Pandora to her bed.
"No! No! You can't make me do this!" She screamed, clawing at his arm.
"What the hell is going on?" Alice asked.
The marauders glanced amongst each other, completely flabbergasted by Harry's actions. Remi glanced over her shoulder and gulped. Every girl in Gryffindor had crammed in to get a peek, and she was sure the boys were all gathered at the foot of the stairs.
Harry tore through Pandora's junk fence with a swipe of his wand. Many of the girls started to mutter that he'd gone mad.
The marauders were sweating bullets, afraid that their daddy had been placed under a spell of some sorts, when Harry raised his fist up in the air.
"Anyone missing a golden brooch?" He called out as Pandora hopped up and down, desperately trying to snatch it away, "shaped like an owl?"
"Oh my god!" A sixth year girl muscled her way to the front, "yes! That's mine! I've been looking all over for it!"
"Bloody hell." Serena muttered under her breath.
What followed was a near-stampede as girls rushed in to collect all of their shiny valuables that had mysteriously gone missing over the past week. When the feeding frenzy was over, only Harry, the marauders and a sobbing Pandora remained.
"I might need your girl's help." Harry said as he gestured towards the still considerable pile of jewelry and other assorted valuables that had been left behind.
…
Pandora stared off into nothing, arms crossed, dried tear tracks running down her cheeks as she refused to make eye contact with anyone.
They were in Harry's office, though he'd done away with his desk for the moment. There were seven chairs in a circle, a sort of hybrid group therapy/intervention, with heavy emphasis on the intervention part.
Regina, surprisingly, chose to break the ice, clearing her throat as she sat up straight in her chair, "I believe we should start things off with an apology. To me, from all of you."
"Regina," Jamie warned, "Not the time."
"Not the time? I have been wronged!"
"What's the point of all this?" Pandora snapped, finally lifting her head to meet Harry's eyes, "They already expelled me, didn't they?"
"They did." Harry nodded, "but it doesn't mean you can't finish your education. I could take you in, and we can home school-"
"Tchk." Pandora snorted, earning angry looks from all the girls.
"You should listen to him, he's giving you a bloody lifeline!" Serena barked.
"And you definitely need all the academic help you can get." Lily said.
Pandora rolled her eyes, "I'm a squib, you idiots."
"..."
"What?! That's impossible!" Jamie yelled.
"How the hell did you get into Hogwarts?" Harry asked as he massaged his temple.
Pandora shrugged, "magical people tend to be really gullible."
"Is that even your real name?" Regina asked.
Harry was ready to reprimand her for asking such a ludicrous question, but one glance at Pandora made him freeze in place.
"Wait, what's your real name, then?"
"Does it matter?! Why should I care about the name my parents gave me, when they chose to abandon me for being a squib?!"
There was a pregnant pause. Pandora gave herself away by leaning forward in her seat, doing her best to look extra pitiful.
"Yeah, no, we're not falling for that shit again." Serena said.
"GOD! YOU'RE RUINING MY LIFE!!"
"Ruining your life?"
"You took all my shiny toys away! They're all gone! If I can't have them, then I'd rather just die!"
"Do you hear yourself?! You're demented!" Lily snapped.
"I understand liking shiny things, but why did you have to steal other people's valuables?" Harry asked.
Pandora crossed her arms, "if people value them, that means they're extra shiny."
Harry shook his head, not sure where to even begin to unravel the complete mess that was Pandora Lovegood (?).
Regina, it seemed, had no such compunctions.
She stood up, her shoes clicking on the stone as she marched across the circle towards Pandora.
"So, not content with being a squib, you chose to pile more shame on yourself by being a filthy, pilfering scoundrel?" Regina glared down at the seated Pandora. She flicked her short bob aside and a slim silver hoop drew Pandora's eye. It was a beautiful earring, a collapsing star dangling from its end, drawn inward around a single black diamond.
Pandora's pupils dilated, her mouth watering as she couldn't help but reach out towards the vision of perfect, shining beauty before her.
Regina scoffed, "pathetic." She pushed Pandora, forcing her back down onto the seat, keeping her in place by straddling her lap.
"Reggie, what the hell-"
Harry put his hand up to stop Serena from speaking. They all watched in rapt attention as Regina's nimble fingers worked to unclasp her earring. Regina dangled it in front of Pandora's face, "you want this, you little worm?" She smirked, "Well why don't you have it."
Pandora gasped as Regina reached in and tore her shirt open. Buttons flew in every direction as Pandora's surprisingly hefty tits were exposed - round, pale, perky torpedos that bounced around as they were exposed to air.
Regina grasped one of her tits, squeezing it still as her other hand lined the clasp up with Pandora's hard, sensitive nipple. As everyone watched in silent awe, the sharp end pierced through Pandora's nipple, extracting a sharp hiss and a moan as the clasp clicked shut.
Just like that, Pandora had an impromptu nipple piercing. Instead of being horrified, the girl looked mesmerized, mouth hanging open as she stared down at her lightly bleeding tit.
She dipped her head down, forcing her tit up to meet her mouth as she sucked her own nipple.
She moaned, eyes rolling to the back of her head as she twirled the piercing around with her tongue.
"Hmmph." Regina scoffed. "What an absolute freak."
Chairs scraped as, one by one, the girls stood up.
Lily reached her first, surprising everyone by wrenching her head back. Pandora groaned in protest, but Lily squeezed her jaw as she tugged at her hair. "So you were playing us the whole time, huh? You preyed on our good nature. On my good nature."
She gave her jaw one more squeeze before rearing her hand back and giving her a harsh slap across the face.
All at once, the girls began to undress, exposing miles of nubile young flesh, along with small little glinting bits of precious metal.
"I think this'll fit you fine." Serena was bent over as she removed a thin gold anklet. She dangled it in Pandora's face before throwing it around the girl's neck.
Needless to say, it was a tight fit, but Pandora didn't fight her as the little bit of gold dug into her neck. When Serena clasped it shut, Pandora was shuddering, her body reacting to the feel of the pure gold constricting her airway.
"Let's get to work." Jamie said as she and Lily held out their wands.
"Oooooh!" Pandora's eyes rolled to the back of her head as Jamie spun more and more threads of (imitation) gold out of Serena's anklet, threads which Lily wrapped around her, creating a nice, tight body chain that wrapped around her hips and ran up her sternum, digging into the meat of her tits as it connected with the neckchain.
"Let's add some charms now." Remi said, removing the half-moon charm dangling from her choker and clasping it over the length of the chain, directly onto Pandora's sternum.
Harry stood, approaching the scene with his rock-hard cock as the girls exacted their revenge on the blonde. The more they tortured her body - dragging sharp metal across her skin, interspersing it with open hand slaps over her rapidly reddening flesh - the more excited the blonde became, rubbing her thighs together and panting in pure pleasure as she drowned in the objects of her desire.
"Such a fucking waste." Lily said, the curse sounding harsher rolling off her tongue. She reached back and grasped Harry's cock, squeezing it as tightly as her small hands could manage as it emerged from the aether like a mythical beast, suddenly eating up all the space that surrounded it with its magnificent, veiny thickness.
"Yeah," Serena's hand joined hers, though she chose to slide her palm down the underside of Harry's shaft. "She's obsessed with the wrong kind of shiny toy."
"Perhaps if we help her along." Regina removed a silver ring from her finger and tried to slide it onto Harry's cock, only for it to squish against the crown, its diameter far too small.
"You should have seen that coming, little pup." Remi said jokingly.
Regina rolled her eyes, "help me, will you, husband?" She looked up at Harry.
Harry smiled, tapping his wand on the ring and causing it to expand several times over, until it was finally able to slide over his head, working a tight fit around the first three inches of his shaft.
"What do you think, Pandora?" Jamie asked. She turned her head, opening her mouth wide and placing a big, wet, sloppy, slobbery kiss on Harry's cockhead. She was slow and deliberate, pulling back slowly as a thick string of saliva pulled and then broke from her mouth, leaving his crown glistening with her slobber. "Is that shiny enough for you?"
Pandora's eyes looked wild. It seemed that she had never made the connection before, but now that she saw the shiny ring glinting along with the shiny knob of flesh, new pathways were beginning to open in her mind.
"S-shiny?" She said tentatively, and this time, her eyes did genuinely resemble Luna's, filled with child-like wonder as she leaned forward, mouth agape as her eyes crossing over the closer they got to their glistening rod.
Her lips crashed against his spongy head almost by accident, like a ship crashing against a rocky shore. Her tender lips felt wonderful against his helmet. Pandora looked confused, at first, but then she refocused, now on the more familiar sheen of Regina's ring several inches ahead.
Harry groaned as she took him into her mouth, swallowing him up like a snake, trying to stretch her mouth around his engorged head. She took him in gulp by gulp, brows furrowing in concentration as she neared her target.
The tips of her lips just barely managed to wrap around the edge of ice cold silver just as the rest of her mouth was engulfed around hot, throbbing meat. Harry's cock twitched, a small packet of salty pre-cum dripping onto Pandora's tongue.
Both things happened simultaneously, and the pact was sealed. Jewelry was shiny, it was valuable, it gave her pleasure. This cock was shiny, it was valuable, and it gave her oh so much tasty pleasure.
Pandora hummed around his shaft as her throat began to squeeze. She gently closed her eyes, ready to drift away into a cocksucking trance, when she suddenly jolted awake.
Her eyes widened as she felt movement in her nether-regions. She glanced down to find Regina and Serena working together, kneeling at her legs, having vanished her pants. "Just focus on your thing, we're not done decorating here." Serena said.
She moaned around Harry's cock as the other girls gathered around her, draping more and more conjured jewelry over her lower body. She gasped as she felt something cold and metal push against her backdoor, Jamie had conjured up a large butt plug and was wedging it into her rosebud while Lily and Remi tried to stud it with the most convincing fake diamond they could manage.
Harry grasped her hair as he guided her head, dragging it back and forth on the top three inches of his cock as the clearly inexperienced Pandora gobbled him up. Perhaps, in her obsessive kleptomania, she had never once considered the pleasures of the flesh for herself.
"What the fuck?!"
Or maybe she had.
Jamie had wriggled a finger inside of her cunt, and she'd barely broken past her lips when she'd bumped into something buried inside.
"What is this?" Another finger joined the first, making Pandora quiver as she was spread wider apart. Jamie's knuckles dug into her walls as she grabbed hold of it, slowly dragging out a long, thin piece of metal covered in girl-cream.
"Is that a stirring needle?" Remi asked.
Indeed, once Jamie had fully pulled it out, they could all see that it was a very high-quality looking copper stirring needle, the kind kept by expert potioneers.
"Oh god!" Lily exclaimed, snatching it from Jamie's hand, a guilty look on her face.
"We can deal with that later." Harry said, removing it from Lily's hand and placing it on the floor, "right now, let's focus on Pandora's intervention."
They worked like a well-oiled machine. Harry fucked Pandora's mouth. Thrusting in and out as the others stimulated her, manipulating her body through her chains. Feeling clever, Remi cast a charm that turned several chains ice cold, pressing them onto Pandora's skin as Lily mirrored her, though she made hers scalding hot. Soon, the blonde's skin was being branded, both hot and cold, jewelry leaving deep marks on her flesh.
Harry pulled out of her mouth, stroking himself several times as he kept her head in place.
Pandora stared at his head, anticipation growing, until she saw the first string of white shoot up from the darkness at the tip of his cock.
"Oh!" She yelped as Harry's first shot splashed across her face, followed by another and then another. She was absolutely drenched, her nose, mouth, lips, forehead, chin, her hair, they were all bathed in Harry's pearly white seed.
Serena covered her mouth over his cock, gulping down the last few spurts.
The other girls leaned in, eager to lick Harry's seed off of Pandora's face, but a gesture from Harry stopped them.
He conjured a mirror, holding it up to Pandora.
She gasped, air leaving her lungs as she stared at her reflection.
She had never seen something so beautiful, so resplendent and radiant. She was positively glowing, and the jewelry she could see looked dull in comparison to the many perfect little beads that were dripping down her chin, glistening on her hair and dangling from her eyelashes.
Pearls. So many pearls. Beautiful pearls. More beautiful than anything she had ever laid eyes on.
As more of it dripped down onto her collarbone, it even formed a necklace. A pearl necklace! She felt goosebumps, never having felt so regal. She wished she could strip everything else off, its inferior quality tarnishing the pure white heaven than was her liquid gold.
"So… beautiful." She said, transfixed by her own reflection.
Harry snapped his fingers, and all of the jewelry, all of the piercings, vanished, leaving Pandora covered only in Harry's cum.
"It's perfect!" She preened, twisting her body to Inspect every angle, "I even have a tiara!" she tilted her head, showing off a crown of milky seed on her head.
"Isn't this better, Pandora? Wouldn't you agree that this is much more valuable?"
"I-I want it all! I'm gonna steal more!" She dove towards his cock, only to be held back by the girls.
"Only if you behave, you little bitch." Regina snarled.
"Plus, you still need your final punishment." Jamie said.
They turned her around, and Pandora craned her neck to get a good look as Harry came up behind her, ring removed from his cock. She felt something hard press against her pussy, and her eyes crossed as she smiled in bliss.
"Yes! Yess, coat my pussy in pearls! Yes! I want a pearly pussy!"
Harry sank into her, and the blonde screamed in pleasure, her snug cunt hugging him close.
Her cries were drowned out as the girls claimed their bounty, licking Harry's seed off of her, suckling the pearly white beads. Pandora groaned in protest, but she was mollyfied when Regina showed her a thick ball of cum, all rolled up on her tongue, and then forced her mouth against her own.
Pandora moaned, eagerly capturing Regina's tongue and sucking it dry of the thick, salty pearls.
Harry rammed into her, her cunt quivering around him, wanting to be gilded, wanting to be beautified by his seed.
Remi and Serena captured her swinging tits, sucking on them hard, biting on her nipples - still tender from the piercing - and sending her into a violent orgasm.
As Pandora's body quaked, she felt it happen, Harry's cock swelled, and she closed her eyes as her mind painted an orgasmic picture of what was occurring.
His seed flooded into her cunt, glazing it in white, turning it into a room of pure pearly decadence, leaving no fleshy nook unpainted, turning her tight virgin cunt into a stunningly decadent piece of art.
She squeezed him, wanting to milk every drop, wanting to make sure that every single inch of flesh was saturated with pearls, that even her womb was glazed with a thick coating of rich white gold.
Pandora gurgled, all her previous treasures forgotten. She had found the city of gold, she had found King Midas himself, and she would spend the rest of her life greedily stealing as much pure white heaven as she could manage.