Chapter 13: How The Snape Stole Christmas
Notes:
This is it, the grand finale. Hope you guys enjoy, and keep a lookout at the end for a cheap plug.
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
If Severina would have been familiar with the concept of a monkey's paw, she would have been convinced that she'd wished on one at some point. As it was, her leading theory was that Potter must have placed a powerful jinx on her.
That was the only way to explain why she was finally in the spot that she'd dreamed of for so many years. Lily's chest was warm, soft and comfortable, especially against the backdrop of a bitter winter breeze. It was the most heavenly pillow imaginable. And her smell… her smell was intoxicating, otherworldly. As someone who'd been locked up in a room thick with potion fumes plenty of times, just the small whiff of her flowery scent made her soul want to rise up to the heavens.
She'd dreamed of this so many times. Even back when they'd hugged - A few times. When they were kids. Awkwardly - she'd never been this close to the angel that was Lily Evans. And now, Lily was cradling her, caressing her, whispering sweet nothings into her ear as she hugged her close.
While she was a bat. And while a gaggle of brats kept poking at her, and they were surrounded by Potter and Black and Lupin and the blasted counselor himself.
She'd been spying on them as best she could. She'd thought her animagus form would be ideal, but it turned out she wasn't built for the cold, so she'd had to watch them from afar from inside of the petting zoo.
It was torture, really, watching Lily frolick around with them. It felt different than with her idiot friends from school. This felt more intimate, more sinister.
But worst of all was Potter. The male Potter. The big Potter.
She observed him, and her blood ran cold.
He was the center of gravity. The brats - his brood of children - the women, and Potter's idiotic bunch, they all gravitated towards him. It was clear in how they walked, the way they leaned, their submissive postures, gazes and smiles.
He was the sun, and they were all mere planetoids in his orbit.
And Lily was one of them.
Her Lily. Her angel. She had been ensnared not by Potter, but by Potter.
Had she already lost her innocence? No! The mere thought made bile want to rise out of her throat.
Either way, he was the final boss. He was a Cedric beyond all Cedrics, having amassed a harem of nine-point-fives, emanating dominant energy at a rate that she could not comprehend.
If Severina wanted to defeat him, if she wanted to take Lily for herself, she would have to pull out all the stops.
Then it got colder, and she'd been hanging upside down for a while, something she'd not really gotten used to. She's only just achieved this animagus form, after all.
And then one of the brats snatched her up, and things had taken a turn.
On the one hand, she was swimming in Lily's bosom. On the other, she was going to be taken deep into enemy territory.
It was now or never.
…
"What should we call her?" Lily asked as she cradled the little black bat like a newborn.
They'd returned to the manor, and the others had gathered round to get a closer look at the newest addition to the family.
"Her?" Regina asked.
"I don't see anything poking out down there."
Sophia hopped up and down. "Ooooh! B-Chan! Lets call her B-Chan!"
"B-Chan? Where'd that come from?" Lily asked before glancing down at the little bat, "I kinda like it, though. What do you think?" She rubbed the bat's belly, and its eyes rolled into the back of its head as it curled up around her hand. "I think she likes it!"
Jamie scoffed. "I think she'd like anything that comes out of your mouth, Lils."
B-Chan's eye snapped back into focus as she glared at Jamie, baring her sharp fangs.
"She's a spicy one! She'll fit right in." Bellatrix said.
Andi, meanwhile, had just returned from the library with a book in hand, "It is a black flying-fox. It consumes nectar from native flora, but it can subsist on fruit."
"Don't we have peaches somewhere?" Harry asked Molly.
"Where is it native to?" Remi asked.
"Australia and Indonesia." Andi said as her finger slid over the page.
"Poor thing!" Lily said, hugging the bat closer, "they stole her from her home and brought her to a petting zoo in the middle of winter!"
"We saved her!" Darcia proclaimed proudly.
Amelia shook her head. "Poachers. A wizard's true nemesis."
"Yeah, yeah, enough about the flying rat." Serena ran down the stairs, jumping the last step and landing into a wide arm pose to show off her bodysuit.
"Where did you get that little number from?" Lily asked.
Serena smirked as everyone's eyes were drawn to her skintight catsuit. Glossy and black, it was shrinkwrapped to her body. Her big, perky teenage tits, her round, perfectly shaped ass, her thighs with just the right amount of meat on the bones.
She was the pinnacle of Black genetics, and she was practically a censored anatomy chart, every inch of flesh jiggling hypnotically as she did a three-sixty.
Save for the girls, everyone in the room was intimately familiar with Serena's body - More than intimately, they'd all been close enough to see the individual rings of her anus as they clenched around their tongues - and yet, this bodysuit felt like another level of sexyness, a sleek black second skin with leather gloves and boots to match.
Molly, meanwhile, was eying her daughters, who looked almost as enthusiastic as Serena about the bike.
"I hope none of you think you'll be getting on that muggle death trap." She warned, causing the girls to deflate.
Pandora, meanwhile, was kneeling next to the bike, grinning broadly at her reflection on the chrome.
"Shinyy…" she reached out, but before she could touch it, Harry snatched her up from behind, placing her on his shoulder as she kicked her feet.
"Pandora, I need you to control yourself so you can get your pearls."
Pandora's eyes lit up as she stopped struggling, face filling with determination. "Yes sir!"
Harry set her down, but Pandora merely hugged up to his side, keeping her face as close to his crotch as possible so that no one would be able to beat her to her treasure.
"Serena, you can't even ride that thing, you're going to fall right on your face." Remi warned. B Chan seemed to be very enthused by that notion, eyes glowing with glee.
"Yeah, Paddy. Besides, I don't think a snowed in yard in the dead of winter is the best time to try and learn." Jamie said.
Serena pouted, stomping her foot impetuously, "but I want to ride!"
"Let her do it. When she spends the night chugging skelegrow, maybe she'll learn her lesson." Amelia said darkly.
Serena grinned. "Thanks for the support!"
Harry sighed, "now is not the time to ride outside, Serena," the teen groaned, "but, it doesn't mean I can't teach you the basics."
"You've ridden one of those contraptions?" Amelia asked.
Harry grinned, "since I was a baby."
His wives shook their heads, "times like these, I remember you're a yank, on top of everything else." Narcissa said.
Andi, meanwhile, had returned her attention to B-Chan, who was quietly snoozing in Lily's arms. "It would be a good idea to see if she eats anything we have here, in case we need to purchase more native fruits."
"Good idea." Lily said, following her to the kitchen.
"Interested as I am to see you fail, sister. I'm more interested in seeing the cute bat eat." Regina said.
With that, everyone left for the kitchen to fuzz around the family's newest - and first - pet.
Harry led Serena to a side room, one with rough stone flooring instead of century old, hyper-expensive plush carpeting.
"Alright, now first you have to find your balance."
Serena hopped on the bike, and just like last time, she immediately began wobbling from side to side, ready to tip over at any moment. Harry grabbed onto the back, keeping it steady.
"Let me help you."
He hopped over the top, sliding Serena forward as his butt nestled on the seat.
"There." He said as he kept them upright, his muscular thighs wrapping around Serena's softness. "Better, isn't it?" He asked, breath tickling the back of her neck.
"Y-Yeah." Serena gasped, bodysuit suddenly feeling suffocating.
"Now, get comfortable in the seat."
She moved her bum around, rubbing it in a circle against Harry's crotch as she dug deeper and deeper against him. Against him, and the growing hardness that always drove her wild.
"All set?"
She glanced over her shoulder, tossing aside her sleek black hair as she did, loose strands falling over her face.
"All set." She said, wriggling her bum once more as she stared up at him with hooded eyes.
"Good, now," she felt his weight up against her upper back as he leaned forward. She looked ahead, at his big hands tightened over hers on the handle bars. "I think… yeah, that should work."
He kicked the lever on the side and Serena's entire body rumbled as she felt a sudden roar. The roar faded just as soon as it had begun.
He kicked again. Another sputter. Then, one more time, and the engine roared to life.
Serena gasped, knees caving in as her entire body tensed. The engine was running, a low, steady thrum vibrating up through the seat and into her body. She sat upright, body pressing harder against Harry's as the purr of the bike made her eyelids flutter.
Harry smirked, catching Serena's blissful expression on one of the rearview mirrors. "Want to rev it?"
"Rev…?" Serena fought - not too hard, mind you - through her lustful haze to remember one of the few bits of real information she'd picked up in her hundreds of masturbation sessions with the motorcycle mags.
Harry eased off her hand. Enough for her to extend her fingers and wrap them around the throttle.
She pulled - it was heavier than she'd expected - and the engine roared, the powerful rumbling causing her thighs to clench together as her pussy went insane.
Harry gently coaxed her to let off the gas, "you enjoyed that, didn't you?" Has asked.
She nodded, looking at him through the mirror, knowing that he felt the massive wet spot that was spreading from her crotch out onto the seat.
"So, Serena." Harry's hands ran up her sides, gliding over the skintight suit that now felt like a prison. "What else did you want to try out on the bike?"
"..."
"OOoooh fuuuuck yes!"
She hit the throttle like a madwoman, revving up the engine as her head lay sideways on the dashboard. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see the little needles flicking aaaalll the way up to the very top as the bike rumbled against her.
On the seat, somehow still keeping them upright without the use of a kickstand, Harry was plowing her from behind. He'd cut a hole in her cat-suit, enough for him to stuff his cock in her cunt while he bounced her down on his lap.
"Yes! YES! YES!" Serena screamed, drooling all over the instrument panel as she brought her hands down to her chest. With a little bit of effort, she managed to tear her bodysuit just enough for her tits to spill out.
Master was fucking her against a running motorcycle, and she couldn't help but keep hitting the throttle everytime his cock hammered home into her needy cunt.
For Harry, he couldn't get enough of his heavenly sexdoll. Serena was insatiable, throwing her ass back against him, matching his thrusts by wriggling her sexy, jiggling ass and grinding her cunt against him as he took her hard.
As he built a steady rhythm and drove them to a crescendo, he let his left hand slip back over to the handlebar. Firmly in place, he braced himself, pulling back until just the very tip of his cock was lodged inside her cunt.
He hit the clutch and put it in gear.
"Ah!" Serena startled, fingers flying off the gas as Harry fully took over, popping a wheelie as gravity slammed Serena all the way down onto his waiting cock.
"Ooooooh!" She moaned as Harry's cock bottomed out in her pussy, her back striking Harry's chest as the bike remained vertical.
Serena's pussy clamped down hard, her orgasm helped along by the roar of the engine and the veins in Harry's forearm as he kept a firm grip on the handlebars.
As he brought the wheel down, Serena's pussy twitched against his bulging cock, her teenage cunt wrapped tightly around it, throbbing uncontrollably as she creamed all over the seat.
Setting the kickstand, Harry pulled out of her with a wet plop. As Serena draped herself over the bike, he walked to the front, heaving his cock over the top, balls slapping against the control panel as his cock smacked her right across the face.
"Mmmmhm." Serena hummed as the bike idled. She began to lick up Harry's shaft, lifting her head until she managed to swallow his head up in her mouth and give it a nice sloppy suck.
"I think you're getting the hang of it," Harry said as Serena bobbed her head back and forth, grinding her bare pussy against the leather seat.
…
'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, save for an agitated little fruit bat locked inside of a cage.
Severina really should have planned better, but sleep deprivation mingled with her Lily-high to turn her into a docile little pet, all the way up until they put her in a cage, right over the bloody stockings, with several orange slices and half a peach to keep her company.
She glared at the offending fruit. She'd tasted them - anything to make Lily smile - and sure, she could see how a mundane person would consider them tasty. Delicious, even. But a vampmaxxer such as herself did not partake in such things.
None of that mattered right now! Right now, what mattered was getting out of this cage so she could turn back into a human.
Thankfully, none of them had thought that their precious little B-Chan was actually a teenage animagus.
Then again, who could fathom someone as young as herself capable of such genius? It was something seen once in a millenia, if at all.
Potter would take a diver off her broom when she found out.
She coiled her little body up, collecting every ounce of her fruit bat strength - how embarrassing! She was supposed to be a vampire bat! - before launching herself at the other end of the cage.
Mercifully, there were no sticking charms or the like applied. She managed to tip the cage over in one go, and then the ground was coming up quick and fuck, that fall was a lot more terrifying than it first appeared.
The cage broke apart when it crashed onto the ground. Her little bat body went sliding across the marble floor, her wing-joint (shoulder?) hurt like hell, but she was used to pain, numb to it. Or maybe she was a friend to pain? Pain was an old friend. Yes, that was it.
Either way, she morphed back into a human, dusted herself off, patted herself down to make sure she hadn't lost anything, and moved on.
She tiptoed her way up the staircase. It was a big manor, and they hadn't brought her upstairs, so she had no clue which one of the massive doors that ran down the corridor belonged to whom.
Diligently, she went. Door by door, she peeked inside, thankful that these people did not find locking charms to be necessary.
The rooms were strange. Each one seemed to be highly personalized. There was a room with a gurney that smelled of antiseptic. Another room had dozens of torture devices mounted on the wall, each of them clearly labeled, like the cat-o'-nine-tails with a plaque that read "BESSIE♡".
None of the rooms had beds, or anything that would indicate they were meant for sleeping. Some had recliners or armchairs, but no beds. And none were occupied.
She was nearing the end of the corridor and getting a bit frustrated, and so she yanked the very next door with quite a bit of force and stomped her way in.
Almost immediately, she froze, noticing the bunk beds and the half dozen night lights jutting out from the walls.
She held her breath, and she made an attempt at backing out, but she stepped on something that let out an ear-splitting squeak, and one of the little brats stirred, shooting up in her bed as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes.
"Santa… is that you?" The girls squinted before letting out a loud gasp, "oh no! Are you here to give us coal?! No! Delphi did all the naughty stuff, I swear!"
The other brats began to stir, and Severina could already see the hornets' nest swarming up. With reflexes borne from years of battling Potter and her cronies, she reached into her robe, pulling out her emergency potion kit and Paul's atomizer.
She twisted the top off the atomizer with one hand while uncorking a potion with the other. She poured the potion and replaced the top, all while the brats were still too disoriented to make a scene.
"Oooh! You're the Ghost of Christmas Futu-"
She'd already held the sprayer out like a gun, repeatedly pulling the trigger as the girls were misted with sleeping draught.
It worked well. Much better than she'd anticipated. Just as quickly as they'd risen, the girls fell back onto their beds, eyes heavy as they rolled over and fell into a deep sleep.
Once again shrouded in silence, she stared at the sprayer in her hand as if it were the most revolutionary thing in the world. She gave it a shake, smiling as she found it more than half full.
She backed out of the room and closed the door. There was only one other door left. Right across from the brats.
She opened this one much more carefully than she had before. She poked her head in, and it all struck her at once.
She hadn't wanted to see it. She'd chosen to stick her head in the sand, but it was all laid bare, right there in front of her.
On the massive bed, amidst the carnage of smooth limbs and ample bosoms that rose and fell with the rhythm of sleep, she saw her, unmistakable even with two other redheads nearby.
Lily. Naked. Sweaty. Fucked. Well fucked. Thoroughly fucked.
A myriad of emotions overwhelmed her. So many that she couldn't even come to grips with them, so many that her fists were clenching and she had to fight the urge to fall to her knees in despair.
Instead, she squeezed the bottle, she pulled the trigger, she sprayed the bed, sprayed them all, and she didn't stop until the bottle was completely spent.
…
Harry stared down at himself for a good while. He shifted about, finding his hands tied rather securely behind his back.
"I feel like this has been happening a lot recently."
He and his ladies were in the living room, tightly bound to their own chairs, resembling the strangest, kinkiest classroom setup he'd ever seen.
"Bellatrix," Amelia grit out as she tried in vain to shake herself loose, "I am starting to suspect that this 'sleep-bondage' thing of yours is a lie."
"This wasn't Bella!" Bella said indignantly, "these ropes are far too loose."
"Speak for yourself. I'm practically choking here." Jamie groaned, struggling against an extra rope that was tied securely around her neck.
Everyone was tied a little differently, Harry noted. Jamie and Serena were the most restricted, save for Pandora who was hogtied on the floor. Meanwhile, there seemed to be a lot of wiggle room for Lily's bonds.
He himself was pretty tightly secured.
Sudden movement drew their eyes to the tree, where someone had clearly and deliberately manipulated the lighting to create a pitch black corner. Out of that corner stepped a sallow skinned, racoon eyed girl with oily black hair.
"SNIVELLA!!!" Jamie and Serena shouted.
"SEV?!" Lily yelled.
"One and the same." Snape said as she stepped forward. She slicked her hair back, only to flick her hand as it came up covered in grease.
"How the fuck did you get here?!" Serena barked as Jamie struggled powerlessly against her bonds.
"Heh, that's an interesting question, Black. You see," she jabbed her finger out accusingly, "it was you who brought me here!"
"Oh, you are a bat animagus." Andi said as Harry and the other wives shared nods of realization.
"You see, I am your precious B-" Severina blinked, shooting Andromeda an indignant look, "how the hell did you figure that out?"
"The cage, for one." Severina glanced over her shoulder, staring at the broken cage she hadn't bothered to move, "it would explain why a non-native bat would be in a petting zoo. There is really no other explanation for how a teenager managed to sneak into our home, and-"
"The resemblance is uncanny." Narcissa said dryly, eying Severina with disdain.
"An illegal animagus, you're going to be in major trouble, you little criminal." Amelia said as Jamie and Serena winced.
Narcissa scoffed, "please, Amelia. This revolting creature is clearly going to kill us."
"Kill us?! But it's Christmas Eve!" Molly squawked indignantly. "No proper person would do that!"
"This is your fault." Regina glared at the Marauders, "you played with your food, should have disposed of her when you had the chance."
"I'M NOT GOING TO KILL YOU!!!!" Severina shouted, struggling to get a word in.
"You're not?" Everyone, save for Lily, asked in confusion.
"Will you torture us, at least?" Bellatrix asked hopefully.
"Now, now, ladies. Let's give her some space to express herself." Harry said. "Severina - can I call you Severina? - you clearly had some sort of plan, tying us up here as you did. You even dressed us,"
Severina's cheeks flushed a deep red as she turned away, "I-I didn't look, you bastard! I used my wand."
"What exactly did you want to do?" Harry asked, "from my end, at least. It looks like a very intricate, well thought-out plan."
"Don't patronize me!"
"Fuck you, Snape! You fucking weirdo creep! Just wait til I get my hands on you!" Jamie snarled, still fighting against her ropes.
"Nice texture on the rope, by the way. You're pretty good at conjuration." Harry said, completely ignoring Jamie's outburst. "Wouldn't you agree, ladies?"
"Minimal fraying," Andromeda agreed.
"It's not irritating my skin, for now." Narcissa said.
"Sev, why are you doing this?" Lily asked.
Severina tensed, needing to look away from Lily's concerned eyes. "Why am I doing this? I'll tell you why… y-you abandoned me, Lily!"
"Abandoned you?"
"We did everything together, before school. I- I was your everything! Then, we got to Hogwarts, and you dumped me off! You threw me out like a pile of garbage!"
"You look like a pile of garbage, to be fair." Regina commented.
"Of course she abandoned you, Snivella, like Prongs said, you're a weirdo creep!" Serena yelled.
"I didn't abandon you, Severina!" Lily snapped, now filled with righteous fury, "you pulled away from me!"
"I pulled away from you? Preposterous!"
"How many times did I invite you to hang out with Alice and Marlene? I introduced you to them and you just made them uncomfortable for twenty minutes!"
"Alice and Marlene! Those two brainless, empty husks!" Severina hissed.
"What makes you say that?" Harry asked.
"Huh?"
"I mean, why do you think they're empty husks?" Harry insisted.
"W-Well… because they are! They're just… stupid, insignificant, vapid-"
"Isn't Marlene training to become a healer?" Harry asked Lily.
"She is."
"And Alice is an absolute shark when it comes to gobstones." Remi added.
"Yes, I've heard she's taken quite a few people for their Hogsmeade money," Harry agreed, grinning over at Jamie and Serena, "I'm afraid that pokes some holes in your logic, doesn't it, Severina?"
"How the hell does any of that matter?!" Snape snarled.
"Everyone has an inner world. Every person is just as complex as you are." Harry continued. "Its just you struggle to comprehend that."
"FUCK YOU!"
"Language, young lady, our daughters are right upstairs!" Molly chided.
"I doused them with a sleeping draught. Twice. They're not waking until the sun comes out. Besides, I won't be here much longer…" Snape's eyes darted over to Lily, and once again she couldn't stare at her for long, "I… I wanted to win you over, Lily, I wanted to make you mine, that's why I've been trying to change myself, to make myself perfect enough for you!"
"This is you… improved?" Amelia asked.
Severina stomped her foot. "I've been vampmaxxing!"
Molly clicked her tongue, "oh dear, my sweet girl, you've been going about it all wrong." She shook her head, "the skin is supposed to be enticingly pale, not sallow. And the hair is not supposed to be that oily, it only needs to shine."
"It doesn't matter! Not anymore, because I've created this." She held up a wine coloured vial as if she was holding the elixir of life. "With this potion, I will transform into a physically perfect goth woman, and then, you will all despair at my great beauty, and Lily, you will beg me to give you another chance, and I'll turn my face away and throw you a knut as I leave with my dignity intact."
"Oh, well that's not so bad." Amelia said, "go right ahead, we can still catch up on our sleep."
That only served to anger her further. Severina stared at the vial, then back at the group, eyes darting between Harry, Jamie and Lily, and then, her face hardened.
"Your mockery ends now."
"Hey wait!" Harry said as he saw her rear her arm back.
Severina smashed the vial between her feet. The glass shattered, and a plume of red smoke engulfed her completely.
The fumes did not remain stationary for long, drifting towards them.
Harry, realizing he had two pregnant wives and one Narcissa, wandlessly severed the ropes and cast a quick shield charm over them, though he wasn't quite fast enough to shield Lily, Jamie, Serena and Remi.
His slight pang of worry was assuaged when the smoke cleared enough for him to see Lily and Remi were completely fine.
"Merlin, does that idiot have rocks in her head?" Amelia asked.
"You better sharpen those reflexes, husband. I could have been amongst those sacrificial lambs." Narcissa said.
Andromeda, meanwhile, seemed quite intrigued by what Severina had just done, and she only became more so when the smoke cleared from around Jamie and Serena.
"P-Padfoot… What the hell happened to you?!"
"You're one to talk, Prongs."
Serena's body was covered in a soft, fluffy coat of pitch black fur, her mouth having morphed into an elegant snout. She had long, narrow ears, tapering to sharp, elegant points and a long plume of a tail that shot up from behind the chair.
She caught that banner of midnight silk out of the corner of her eye and began looking down at herself, tail wagging intensely as she caught sight of her sexy silhouette contoured by sleek fur.
Jamie, meanwhile, was going cross-eyed as she stared up at the pair of solid antlers that branched out from the top of her brow ridge. Her mouth had also been drawn forward into a short muzzle that ended in a small felt triangle of velvety softness.
Harry finished untying Pandora, who gasped for air as she rolled around the floor. "Why am I always getting gagged?!"
"What happened to you two?" Remi asked as she untied Serena. Unable to help herself, she brushed her hand down her spine, causing the dog-girl to yelp as her back instantly arched and her fur stood on end.
"Oooh, this one got it too." Bella said as the smoke finally cleared from around Severina.
Snape had grown quite a bit taller, sporting a lean, angular frame with narrow shoulders and long limbs supporting large, leathery wings that ended in sharp claws. Her black eyes now took up a larger proportion of her face, but the dark circles underneath were also more pronounced, taking up almost all the space above where her face hooked outward, tipped by a blunt, pug-like nose.
Despite her more monstrous, slightly creepy appearance, there was quite a bit of beauty to her, like an eldritch being that you might want to chat up, once you got over the initial shock.
Not that she saw any of that. Snape was spinning in a circle, inspecting herself. Growing unhappy with the awkward angles that remained.
"No! It wasn't supposed to be like this!"
Jamie smirked, her pert, cervine ears flicking at the same rhythm as her stout little bump of a tail. Just as she prepared to kick Snape while she was down, Lily brushed past her, wrapping her arms around the bat-girl in a tight hug.
Snape stiffened, wings pinned awkwardly against her back from Lily's strong grip. Her eyes grew wide, and she seemed almost primed for a seizure when Lily let go, took a step back and cocked her arm back.
SMACK!!!
The slap was thunderous. Resounding. It left an immediate imprint on Snape's pale face, her head turned to the side.
"W-What the fuck was that?!" She yelped, cradling her face.
"I hugged you because you're in distress. I slapped you because you've been a massive, unrepentant ass."
Lily turned her head, "Daddy, I know it's Christmas, and you're not on the clock, but… could you..?"
Harry grinned, glancing at his wives, "what do you say, girls? Christmas Eve therapy session?"
They all perked up. Even Narcissa, who harrumphed and crossed her arms, couldn't mask the upward twitch of her lips.
"One final ride?" Andi asked.
"I MISSED THERAPY SO MUCH!" Bella squealed, "It's my only regret now that hubby's made me better!"
"Wait, you're going to try and fix Snivella?! She's the fucking worst!" Jamie barked.
"Jamie." Lily said, "she's a messed up human being, just like all of us, she deserves to be helped by daddy."
"Can you believe this?!" She looked to Serena and Remi for support, but found them both hesitant.
"To be honest, Jamie. I was never fully on board with this entire Snape feud." Remi said.
Serena shrugged. "It was fun times, but now…" she glanced over at the sneering bat-girl, "she's kinda cute, in an ugly way."
"No. No. No!"
Harry put a hand on Jamie's shoulder, nipping her tantrum in the bud.
"Jamie…"
"You don't get it, daddy! She's a fucking creepy, nasty bitch!"
"That's already been established." Regina said. "We've had worse, I mean, this one was a criminal and a squib." She gestured towards Pandora.
"Is a criminal." Amelia corrected.
"And a squib." Narcissa added.
"I'm in recovery!" Pandora defended herself.
"The point is, you need to look past your childish rivalries. She's Lily's friend, and Lily wants us to help her."
"Seriously, Prongs, she is a bitch, but it's not like she joined a wizarding supremacist group or something." Serena pointed out.
"What makes you people think I want your help?!!!" Severina screamed.
"Oh, hush," Molly said, "well, we should get ourselves organized."
"Split off into teams." Amelia agreed.
"Teams?" Harry asked.
Amelia pointed at Jamie and Serena, "these two illegal animagi need to be punished,"
Bellatrix's eyes lit up with glee, "Oooooh! Hubby! Can I please whip out Bessie?? Pretty pleaaaaase?!"
Harry grinned fondly as Jamie and Serena gulped.
"Sure, why not? It is Christmas, after all."
…
Up in his home office, which was really just a room he used to bend his ladies over a desk, Harry sat behind said desk, fingers tented as Molly and Lily stood behind him like dutiful assistants while Pandora crawled under his desk like a little gremlin.
Snape - who was still processing about half a dozen things as she sat across from him like she'd been summoned into the headmaster's office - couldn't help but gawk as she heard Harry's bottoms being pulled down, followed by the obscene, wet sound of Pandora slurping his cock up down her throat.
"Oooh!" Harry hissed, hands jumping down to the blonde's head. He glanced over his shoulder at Molly, who gave him an innocent smile.
"Merry Christmas, hubby." She said.
Lily blinked, "what is it?"
"T-Tongue piercing." Harry groaned as Pandora dragged the cold, smooth nub of steel across the sensitive ridge of his cockhead.
At that moment, Andi leaned in through the doorframe. "They are fast asleep." She dangled Severina's atomizer out in front of her, treating it like a rare artefact, "fascinating delivery method, I wish I would have thought of it."
"She's a prodigy when it comes to potions." Lily said, "I'm always impressed by how she could just figure things out."
"Y-you were impressed?" Severina stuttered.
"Yes, Sev, when you weren't being a toerag, I was actually proud to call you my friend."
Severina turned away, "what does it matter? This was supposed to be my triumph, my greatest achievement, and look at me," she waved her hands over herself, "I'm still a five. I was never going to make it, not even with magic."
Harry sighed, "Severina, this entire concept that you have in your head is the root cau-"
"Well, of course you're a five, dear." Molly interrupted, "I mean. The transformation did improve your appearance, but there are still some basic things that you're not doing correctly."
"Mol-"
"Agreed." Andi said.
Harry tried to take control, to stop them from turning the session down the wrong path, but then Pandora began licking up and down his head like a lollipop, her piercing digging into his spongy flesh in a way that sent lighting bolts up his spine, and he realized he was at a disadvantage.
"I do look better like this?" Severina asked, a note of hope in her voice that spread to her face when she saw confirmation in Lily's eyes.
"That is not the point." Andromeda said, "you have sallow skin, heavy eyebags and exceedingly greasy hair. You also smell of old potion fumes."
Molly tutted. "This is all low hanging fruit."
"I was trying to vampmaxx!"
"You, my dear, were trying to banshee-max. That is a much narrower niche."
"it wouldn't have mattered! If I fixed myself up, I would have made it to a seven at best."
"Closer to a high six, by my estimation." Andromeda said.
"Are you people insane?!" Lily growled in frustration, "are you seriously summing up your entire value with some stupid number?"
"Easy for you to say, little miss ten." Molly said, "as an eight amongst nines and tens, I need to work extra hard to provide value."
Harry's cock plopped out of Pandora's mouth as the girl smacked her lips, "what's my score?"
Harry grabbed her roughly by the hair and forced her face back down onto his cock, "can we stop talking about this?"
Andi leaned back until she locked eyes with Pandora. "I can show you your scorecard later."
Pandora grinned around Harry's cock before going back to giving him very enthusiastic sloppy head.
"Would you be ok with a low seven, Lily dear?" Molly asked.
"We should illustrate." Andi said.
Harry's wives approached Severina, whipping out their wands like they were about to strike her down. Pinned to the chair, the teenage batgirl screeched as they slashed over her.
A swipe from Molly, and suds appeared in her hair.
A swipe from Andromeda, and moisturizing eye patches appeared under her eye.
"Ouch!"
A swipe from Molly, and tweezers began to pluck at her eyebrows.
The two moved with manic synergy, not stopping until Severina was being poked and prodded by a dozen different spells, under construction from head to toe.
They stepped back, proudly observing their work as they wrapped their arms around Lily. "Just you watch, Lily."
Harry, meanwhile, grunted as Pandora hollowed out her cheeks. As he came, she hoovered up the first powerful burst of her sweet, precious pearls right down her throat before she let him out of her mouth, giggling giddily as she smacked his cock over the bridge of her nose even as it continued violently spewing spurt after spurt of pearly seed onto her brow.
When the slutty little imp finally freed him from her grasp - sprinting out to find a mirror and marvel over her newest pearl tiara - Harry managed to stumble up out of his chair, cock bobbing up and down as his pants were left behind under the desk.
The intensive beautification session concluded with several puffs as the spells died out, their work done. Severina tried to blink away her disorientation as she sat up and Molly conjured a mirror for her.
Her first instinct upon seeing her reflection was to sputter out curse words. How dare they assault her in such a futile attempt at improving what was a complete lost cause! They would feel her wrath, they would hear-
Except, as she stared at the face that looked back at her… she was actually stricken by what she saw.
The bags were still there. But not as heavy. Her skin was no longer sickly, looking much more fashionably pale. Her hair… fuck, her hair was sleek and smooth now, the same with the patches of black fur all around her body.
She… she looked fine. Good, almost. Even her nose, perhaps the heaviest cross she'd had to bear, now simply gave her character.
She looked… better… genuinely.
"And we still haven't even addressed the nutrition." Molly said, "a few home cooked meals should help fill you out."
Another flick of Molly's wand, and Severina's clothes were torn from her body. She jumped to cover herself, but once again found herself mesmerized by what she saw in the mirror.
Tall. Gangly. Akward… but it looked good. She looked good.
"Lily!" She turned, and her heart soared seeing the redhead look at her naked body, not a hint of disgust in her eyes. In fact…
Severina jumped at her ready to pull her in for a desperate, searing kiss.
"Sev!" Lily pushed her away, sidestepping as Severina stumbled back onto Harry's chest.
"B-b-but!"
"Sev, I can't kiss you… not until you show me that you've truly changed." Lily said, "It's not just about how you look. But… you can kiss me."
"I can…?" Severina trailed off, now fully confused.
Lily walked around as Harry rotated Severina to follow. Lily hopped on top of the desk, spreading her legs wide as she tugged off her bottoms.
Snape's jaw hit the floor as Lily spread her dainty little pussy lips, baring her flower in all its awe-inspiring glory.
She would have surely fainted if she wasn't being held upright.
Lily teased a finger over her lips, "for you to be a lover, it's going to take time. But, for you to be a pet…"
"A pet?"
Harry smiled, it seemed that his skills as a therapist had rubbed off on his girls. "Why, of course. Tell me, Severina, how did you feel when you were B-Chan?"
"I-I… I felt…" She wanted to lie, she was primed to, but, still mesmerized by Lily's pussy, and with the strange sensations brought upon by feeling a man's hard body up against her own, she found it hard to.
"It was bliss."
"Simplicity." Andi said.
"Purpose." Molly added.
"As B-Chan, things aren't so complicated." Harry said, "there's no need to worry about things like ratings or value, you are a valuable pet, your job is to make your mistress happy. Isn't that wonderful?"
"I-It is… don't try to turn me into a mindless-"
Lily cut her off, "it'll be better, Sev. Just start from square one, build yourself up, no insecurities, no hangups, just you, licking your mistress' pussy."
Her breath hitched, little bat nose twitching as she stared at that beautiful little feast of pink flesh.
Was it really so bad? So bad if she just let go? For a little while, at least?
She bent. Severina bent over. She grasped Lily's thighs with the clawed ends of her wings, terrified that she would kick out at her. But when Lily spread her legs further instead, when she saw goosebumps bubble up on her skin where she touched her, her heart soared.
She'd always know she was never going to make it, that she'd had an uphill battle as a romantic partner. She'd been willing to fight that good fight. But… there was bliss in surrender. Wasn't there?
The little snout at the end of her curved - beak? Nose? - brushed against Lily's clit, and she felt a thrill of excitement as the redhead moaned lightly.
She closed her eyes, stuck out her tongue, and gave it her all.
She wasn't perfect, and she felt discouraged when Lily hissed in pain when her sharp teeth brushed up against sensitive flesh.
"There, there, B-Chan, you're doing good." Lily stroked her hair. She actually touched her hair! And she didn't recoil in disgust! "It takes time to learn, you'll get the hang of it."
She wanted to be better now. She wanted to be the absolute best at eating Lily's pussy.
She braced herself, anchoring her wings against the desk as she let her tongue slip out once more.
Her tongue! It was long, very long, and nimble and prehensile. It practically had to unfurl itself from inside her mouth.
"Ah!" Lily gasped as her tongue slipped past her lips and into her tight, fleshy depths.
Severina's eye rolled to the back of her head as she felt it, the tight, velvety heat. Squirming, pulsating around her tongue, feeding her tastebuds with Lily's decadently sweet and sour tang.
She was fucking Lily! She was penetrating her!
She began to move her tongue, which reached deep enough to hit the back of Lily's pussy, and as she wriggled it around, Lily's surprisingly strong walls gripped her hard, wrenching around her, squeezing the life out of her tongue.
She was feeling more pleasure than Lily was, trapped in such bliss that she didn't realize there was something rubbing up against her cunt until it was too late.
"Whal?!" She burbled out, only to surge forward as a hard, stiff pole rammed its way into her cunt.
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She was seeing stars, her mind was swimming, nose pressed against Lily's lips as the redhead got off on her, grinding her hips around her face as Severina's now dormant tongue was merely a pole for her to fuck against.
Meanwhile, Severina's brain chemistry was being altered with each firm thrust of that thick, veiny battering ram that was wreaking havoc in her cunt.
How could she ever think she was meant to be dominant? She was meant to be a toy, a toy to be fucked. A toy to serve Lily, to serve the Master Cedric and his goddess wives. If they were willing to accept her, a humble six-and-a-half, then who was she to squander such an opportunity?
"She takes it well." Molly said as she watched Harry plow the batgirl from behind. He was grasping her by the base of her wings, keeping her horizontal as Lily fucked herself against her mouth.
"Hngg!" Harry grunted as he hilted himself in her cunt. On a hair trigger, Snape couldn't last, and he felt her spasm around his shaft at the same time that Lily screamed out in orgasm, gushing copious amounts of juices onto Severina's tongue.
When the girls came down from their orgasms, Harry allowed Severina to collapse onto the desk. Lily got up, a bit gingerly, drool falling down the side of her mouth.
Harry snapped his fingers, and a collar appeared, similar to Remi's, but smaller, tighter.
"What do you say, Severina? The life of a pet doesn't sound that bad, does it?"
…
They came downstairs to a melody of screams and moans. Serena was on hands and knees, tail wagging furiously as her sister fucked a thread of beads in and out of her ass. Her muzzle was buried deep in Remi's pussy, who was scratching behind her ears as her doggy girlfriend ate her out.
"Oooh, is she ready to have fun?" Bella called from where she, Narcissa and Amelia were surrounding Jamie.
Jamie snarled as she saw Severina, who bared her fangs right back. Not that Jamie was in any position to strike. Her arms and neck were shackled to the ceiling as she was forced to stand on the tips of her hooves. Her furry body was covered in red marks from where Bellatrix - wielding Bessie like a legendary sword - had whipped her all over.
"Oh, that looks so delicious." Lily said as she leaned over, running a hand over one of the lash-marks running down Jamie's ridiculously meaty hip and thigh.
"Achk!" Jamie hissed, though she did grin upon catching Severina's glare. "See, Snivella, she'll always like me better!"
"Enough of that." Narcissa said, "the two of you want to fight over who's the bigger buffoon, you should at least make it entertaining for us."
"Huh?"
In a blink, Severina was chained up by her wingtips and neck, glaring at Jamie as they faced each other.
"In the end, you're nothing more than a pathetic prey animal, Potter."
"You're one to talk, you fruity little bat."
Both girls kicked at each other, Severina scratching up Jamie's thigh while Jamie made her knees buckle with a kick of her powerful legs.
"Its going to take time to domesticate these two, isn't it?" Amelia said.
"It'll be fun." Harry said as he came up behind Jamie, gripped her hips to keep her in place, and forced his cock into her cervine pussy.
Jamie squealed, throwing her head back as Bella grabbed her antlers from the side and wrenched her head.
"Yes! Prick Bella's finger!" Bella raved.
Severina, meanwhile, was being tortured by Amelia, who was whipping away at her tits and pussy while Narcissa forced a plug into her ass.
"You will be molded into a well behaved pet." Amelia barked as she whipped over her pussy.
"She'll need to be made clean, as well." Narcissa said as she wrenched the plug around inside her ass, "bats are disease ridden."
Deeper into the night, Severina found herself kneeling in a line with Potter on one end and Black between them, all three of them chained up as they lapped away at three different pussies. She worked her tongue deep into Mistress Molly's pussy, practically tickling her womb, while Black did the same to Mistress Andromeda and Potter serviced Mistress Narcissa.
She was giving it her all, her long tongue curling around every crevice in Mistress' pregnant pussy. Her sensitive bat ears twitched, each moan she managed to extract from her mistress a veritable feast for her eardrums, each little treble making her quiver with joy.
She was going to beat Potter at this. She was going to be the best cunt-eater in the entire wizarding world.
Black was panting like - well, like a dog - as her muzzle dug into Mistress Andromeda. Severina could hear every soft thud of her fluffy tail as it smacked against Master's face and chest. She could hear and feel the vibrations caused by master's powerful hips as they slammed home on her doggy cunt, its canine walls squelching ever so wetly as they were battered by the godly cock.
Black kept making louder and louder noises, a bitch in heat. Severina focused on her task, her duty, but she kept her ears perked up, and when Potter tried to slide a hoof underneath Black to trip her up, Severina's wing was already going over the top to strike at her.
The ensuing collapse of bodies earned the two of them a fresh round of torture with Bella, while the others continued with their yuletide lovemaking.
…
The sun began to rise as Christmas morning arrived. Everyone had put on their pajamas, sitting around the tree as Harry's daughters would soon wake from their potion induced slumber.
"Fun as this is." Serena said, her body sore from the endless romp, "are we stuck like this?"
"Well, Snivella? You created the problem, any solutions?" Jamie snapped from across the room.
"Hmpph." Snape snarled back, "when I use my genius to reverse this situation, you will have to beg, Potter, beg for me to offer it to you."
"Oooh, kinky!" Serena said. "You two are already getting along!"
"Have you not tried just turning back?" Regina asked.
"Have we not? No Reggie, we haven't thought of doing the most obvious bloody thing in the world!" Jamie snapped.
"It worked!"
"Huh?"
Everyone turned to see Serena was back to normal, tossing her hair over her shoulder as she grinned.
"I tried to turn myself human again, and it worked!"
Snape and Jamie's faces scrunched up in concentration, and after a moment, their bodies began to morph, features shifting until they were back to their normal selves.
Severina gasped, quickly conjuring up a mirror, smiling as she saw that her improved appearance had translated.
"So I guess you girls can just switch back and forth between them." Harry said, "pretty cool."
"It seems that we have animagus training in our future." Andromeda said.
"Ooh, I hope I'm a goose!" Molly said.
The pitter patter of feet coming down the stairs drew their attention, as Harry's daughters ran over to the tree, oblivious to everything that had transpired the previous night.
"PRESENTS!"
And so, they spent the morning opening presents. Only after the frenzy of torn wrappings ended did the girls finally notice the new person in the room.
"Who is that?!" Delphi pointed at Severina.
"It is a bonus gift." Andromeda said, "Mr. Claus turned B-Chan into a real girl."
The girls gasped with wonder as Severina squirmed. Jamie giggled at her discomfort, but that didn't last her long.
"He also left one of his reindeer for you to play with." Narcissa said.
And that was how the girls spent Christmas morning riding on Jamie's back, brushing Serena's coat and poking and prodding at Severina, whose wings they discovered were not, in fact, capable of flight.
Harry was content.
He'd almost forgotten that he was a time traveller. Forgotten about his previous life. A life where he'd been hunted down, a life where he'd faced death at every corner. That life was no more. Now, he had a wholesome, wondrous existence. He was ready to settle, ready to quietly live out the rest of his days with his loving family.
"Husband."
He looked up to see that everyone - his wives, his girls, his pets, his daughters - had gathered up in front of him.
"Yeah?"
"We all pitched in to get you a very special present."
Amelia waved her wand, and a large rectangle covered in wrapping paper lifted itself up from where it was propped against the wall. It floated overhead, and with a flick from Lily, the paper tore.
It was a painting. A beautiful, framed painting, showing them, all of them, together, sitting in that very living room, on that very sofa.
"Oh wow… you got everyone!" Harry said. They had… they'd even gotten Severina, who'd only shown up the previous night.
"The painting updates whenever someone new is brought in." Amelia said, "it was brilliant work, Andromeda."
Andi bowed her head, "Lily actually helped quite a lot."
Harry grinned, "this is beautiful, girls. We should hang it right in the living room! Do you need help doing the whole animation charm thing?"
Truth be told, Harry had no clue how magical paintings were brought to life. He'd assumed it was well within Andi's considerable skillset, but perhaps he'd been wrong.
"Oh, no, that will not work." Andromeda said. "The painting is far too saturated with magic for any additional enchantments to take effect."
Harry blinked, "...how is it saturated with magic?"
Andi hopped on his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck, "remember when I said I wished to share this love forever?"
Harry's blood ran cold. She couldn't have… no….
"Andi, you didn't make a horcrux, did you?"
His wife blinked, "horcrux? What is that? No, I simply imprinted our souls onto the portrait. As long as it remains intact, we shall live forever."
Before Harry could wrangle with the horrifying implications of what he'd just been told, the rest of his girls piled on top of him.
It seemed that Hogwarts would not need to replace their school counselor for a very, very long time.