The Weasley Witches Collective

by margaretsexymum

I have taken some poetic license with JK Rowlings' characters, beyond the obvious sexual situations, particularly with regard to their ages at the time of these events. I also apologise for my amateur Franglaise. Thanks to Gladys for some magical suggestions.

Frantic activity fills the Weasley household as preparations are being made for the wedding later today of Bill Weasley and the beautiful Fleur Delacour. The two decided to marry while fighting in Dumbledore's army and have come to the Weasley house to celebrate their nuptials. While the family had been surprised that they had decided to get married with Fleur having only just turned 15 years old, they had acquiesced as they thought it unlikely Bill would find such a beautiful life partner again.

While the wedding preparations go on downstairs, upstairs in the Weasley's main bedroom a small group help Fleur get ready for the ceremony. Molly Weasley admires her future daughter in law. The tall and willowy French girl is a striking beauty, her part-Veela heritage giving her a regal bearing. The girl has long sliver-blonde hair that hangs down to her lower back and the deepest dark blue eyes. Standing alongside Fleur is her little sister Gabrielle, an adorable six year old who is a smaller version of her beautiful sister.

Molly Weasley smiles as she imagines how cute the little girl will be in her lace bridesmaid dress. Then she turns to look at her own daughter Ginny, who is beautiful in her own right. The redheaded eight year old is not a classic beauty like the French sisters, but her pale skin and freckles make her look adorable when combined with her fierce green eyes.

Behind her daughters, Apolline Delacour braids Fleur's hair. Molly can see where the girls got their beauty from. She had first seen the elegant French woman 25 years ago when the girls from the Beauxbatons Academy of Magic had visited Hogwarts as part of an exchange program. Molly and Apolline had struck up a friendship as the two 13 years had felt an immediate attraction to one another. On the last night of her stay Apolline had come to Molly's bed and the two had spend the night making love. Now here they were, their children about to marry. The two women shared a sly smile as they remembered their night of passion many years ago.

Apolline is braiding Fleur"s hair and exclaims "merde. Fleur mon petite fille your dress is in ze way. I will take it orf so maman can do your 'air". Her mother unbuttons the back of Fleur's dress and pulls it off her shoulders and allows it to drop to the floor. She stands before the others in a pair of cream silk panties edged with lace. Her small perky breasts are pale and topped with cherry red nipples. "My god Apolline, your daughter is stunning" Molly says with wonder in her voice "she is so like you were as a teenager."

"Like I still am ma cherie. My breasts are not as firm as zey once were after breastfeeding zese two 'ungry babies for years but my 'usband says zey are still amazing. Would you like to see Molly? You can tell me if zey are 'ow you remember zem."

"Maman" Fleur exclaims "are you saying Bill's mama 'as seen your boobies."

"Yes my darling. She has seen, touched and sucked on zem when we were young girls. Just like you and Gabrielle do."

The teenager blushes bright pink. "Maman I zaught zat was our secret."

"Eet is ok Fleur, Molly and Ginny will be family soon."

Apolline unbuttons her blouse and removes it. She is not wearing a bra and her medium sized pale breasts sag only slightly, she unclasp her skirt and lets it drop to the floor beside her daughters dress. She presses up against her older daughter's back her tits rubbing against her. She reaches around to fondle Fleur's breasts. "My titties are no longer so firm but I am lucky to have a daughter with such perfect breasts to remind me of what I once had." Apolline brushes her thumbs across Fleur's now stiff nipples causing the girl to tremble slightly.

Not to be left out, little Gabrielle lifts her dress over her head and throws it aside. She was not wearing any underwear and now stands before the others as naked as the day she was born. Her pale skin and long blonde hair make her appear angelic with her flat chest and plump cleft.

"Oh my" Molly says to Gabrielle "aren't you just the most adorable little pixie. Look Ginny isn't she yummy?"

"Mum .... don't be so crude ... she is going to be my new little sister."

Molly chuckles "excuse my daughter Apolline she sometimes acts the prude around strangers. I can assure you it is all an act. I am comfortable sharing this with you as we are going to be family, and i know first-hand what a passionate nature you have. Ginerva is actually a very submissive girl, she is her mummy's sex slut." Molly cuddles her daughter to her side "she squeals and curses like a dirty slut when I am disciplining her or licking and fingering her cunt. I have to put a hand over her mouth so that her father and brothers don't hear."

Ginny blushes bright red.

Apolline says "I understand Molly, young girls can sometimes be shy and self-conscious. Although you will find my daughter's aren't shy wallflowers."

"I can see my son Bill is a lucky boy, although I think a ripe, juicy peach like Fleur is wasted on a boy. She really needs a woman's gentle touch."

"Well if you zink you can tame her Molly you are welcome to try her before she marries your son. I'm sure you won't regret eet. She is a lusty girl. Of course. zere is no reason why you couldn't continue with 'er after the expending, although I know you English can be quite proper."

Molly eyes roam over Fleur's bare breasts and stares at the clear, deep crease in her tight panties. The woman licks her lips lasciviously.

Apolline coughs "Molly you and your gorgeous daughter seem overdressed. You English are so conservative ... so reluctant to embrace the natural beauty of your body ... and your sexual desires. We French are much more willing to embrace l'amour."

Taking this as an affront to her national identity Molly stands and pulls her dress over her head. She throws it aside and reaches behind her to unclasp her bra. Her large pendulous breasts sag towards her curved belly. She lifts them in both hands giving them a firm squeeze.

"My tits haven't aged as well as yours Apolline but then you didn't nurse four boys and a daughter. None of them wanted to wean, sometimes I felt like a milking cow."

Pointing to Ginny she says "this one is the worst, she still hasn't been weaned and she is eight years old. Even the boys had weaned by the time they were five. When she is off at Hogwarts I have to express and send a bottle of my breastmilk by owl so she can drink before going to sleep. Then when she comes home she is continually pulling on my arm to pull me aside so she can suckle where her father and brother won't see."

"Look Mama" Gabrielle squeals "Mrs Weasley's booboos are leaking."

Molly looks down to see milk dripping from her nipples. "I do apologise girls, but I cant help it, all this saucy talk caused my reflex action to kick in."

"No need to apologise ma chere. In fact eet is good for my girls to see a lactating woman. I 'ave not fed them for many years, zey 'ave probably forgotten. If you don't mind perhaps you might give my girls a taste." Turning to her daughters she says "would you like to nurse on Madam Weasley's teats and drink 'er milk?"

Gabrielle nods her head enthusiastically and Fleur a little shyly.

"You should also ask Ginny if she is happy to share her mother's milk with you."

Fleur steps over to Ginny "my darling Ginerva, would it be ok for Gabrielle and I to suckle on your mother's breasts? After all we will be sisters soon."

Ginny stares at Fleur's bare breasts and then over to the naked Gabrielle and feels a wetness of flooding her underpants, the cotton material now sodden and stuck against her sex.

"It's ok, and call me Ginny. I think you will like it. Mummy's milk is very sweet."

Molly goes over and kisses Ginny softly on the lips, sliding her tongue into her mouth. She unbuttons the front of Ginny's dress and turns her daughter around so she is facing the Delacour girls, her dress hanging loosely exposing her bare flesh of her torso but leaving her nipples covered. Her mother reaches underneath the flimsy material to caress a tiny pink nipple before removing the dress and unveiling more of her daughter's innocent beauty.

Ginny stands there in plain cotton panties, her head bowed and hands behind her back in a very submissive pose. Her long red hair falls across her chest and Molly pulls the hair aside and ties it into a ponytail so that her flat chest is exposed to all, her pink nipples standing out against the pale, lightly freckled skin.

Molly moves to sit on the bed and, looking over to the Delacour sisters, opens her arms and pats either side of her indicating they should join her.

When they are in place she puts her arms around their shoulders and draws them to her. She whispers to them "it is ok my darlings ... go ahead and drink".

The girls fondle Molly's heavy breasts and raise them to their lips. They begin nursing gently on her teats until Molly urges them to suck harder if they want to get the milk flowing freely. Molly groans as their sucking becomes more insistent and she notices them hungrily drinking her warm milk.

"Your girls are naturals Apolline."

"Not really Molly, zey are just very experienced with breasts. They 'ave had much practice." The beautiful Frenchwoman chuckles, "even after my mother's milk dried up these little minxes would not leave my titties alone. I 'ave taught zem 'ow to make my nipples sing."

"I should let you know zey love being petted when sucking on my nipples ... petted on their lil muffins." Molly says "of course my dear. I want this to be just as pleasurable for them as it is for me. And it is VERY pleasurable for me."

Molly drops her arms from around the girls' shoulders and wraps them around their waists pulling them close to her. Her hands move between the childrens' legs. One index finger traces along the deep groove in Fleur's tight panties and the other slides along the length of Gabrielle's plump cleft.

"My god these two little sluts are dripping Apolline" Molly chides.

Beaming proudly the Frenchwoman replies "yes my girls are very juicy ... and very, very yummy."

Molly smirks "I might have to have a taste, Apolline, just to validate your view."

The girl's muffled moans fill the room as Molly's fingers work magic between their splayed legs. Apolline looks over to where Ginny stands forlornly watching the two young girls nursing on her mother's teats. She beckons the girl over to where she is sitting. As Ginny stands submissively before her Apolline runs her hands all over Ginny's body, caressing her flat chest and the girl's pantied mons. She leans forward to sniff at the crotch of the girl's cotton underpants and then she cups the child's sex. "Your girl is as juicy as my two Molly."

She glances over to where the girls have emptied Molly's breasts and are now laying back as the horny mother masturbates them. Fleur is squirming as Molly diddles her with her hand inside her undies.

Gabrielle has her chubby thighs spread wide as Molly gently rubs the 6 yr old's clitoris.

When Apolline accidentally brushes harshly against Ginny's clit the girl squeals and jumps back.

Molly scolds her daughter for not being sufficiently submissive "Ginny you need to show more respect to Madam Delacour. She is an honoured guest in our house and you should let her touch you whenever and wherever she wants."

She orders Ginny over and the girl looks slinks over the where her mother now sits on the adage of the bed. Ginny automatically drapes herself over her mother's lap with her pantied bottom pointing skywards. Molly reaches for the waistband of her daughter's underpants and yanks them down to mid-thigh, exposing Ginny's soft and pale bum cheeks. After caressing and squeezing the globes for a moment Molly administers a sharp slap to Ginny's rear end. The spanking continues until the child's snow white bottom sports a bright pink hue.

Apolline compliments Molly for the harsh discipline she administered.

Molly glows with pride, "well us mothers have to stick together don't we? If we don't keep a tight leash on our daughters so they can resist temptation, they will no longer be the good girls we know and love. I have an actual leash that helps control Ginny if she becomes too unruly. She makes the most adorable little puppy dog."

"Do you discipline your girls Apolline?"

"Absolument Molly. Fleur please go over to Madam Weasley, turn around and bend over. Let 'er examine your derriere."

Fleur obeys her mother. She stands in front of Molly facing away from her and bends over, touching her toes. Molly slowly pulls down Fleur's knickers until her bottom is uncovered. She admires two perfectly shaped, ivory white globes, unblemished except for half a dozen red welts criss-crossing the teenager's bum cheeks. Molly realises the girl has recently been caned, probably by the woman who now sits across from her.

"What a work of art Apolline, you are a skilled disciplinarian. I bet this saucy lil minx couldn't sit down last night. She must have been a very bad girl to deserve that."

"Mais oui. She disobeyed 'er maman. She zought zat as she was going to be a married lady she no longer needed to show respect. She refused to allow 'er sister to go weewee in 'er pretty mouth. I 'ad to teach her zat, no matter what, she will always be mama's girl. After 'er caning she drank 'er little sister's piss like it was a fine wine."

Molly strokes the soft flesh of Fleur's bum. Then she suddenly grabs the girl by the hips and pulls her backwards so she can plant wet kisses kisses all over her bum. She uses her thumbs to part her ass cheeks and gaze longingly at her puckered anus and the plump vulva beneath.

She pauses and Apolline encourages her "eet is ok Molly my darling daughter loves 'aving 'er arse licked. After a spanking or caning, Gabrielle or I soothe 'er pain by performing cunnilingus or analingus on 'er."

Not needing to be invited twice Molly presses her face between Fleur's bum cheeks and kisses her puckered anus, her tongue snaking out to probe the girl's tight hole and drifting down to lash her hairless cunt.

Apolline looks on smiling as her old lover feasts on her daughter's cunt and arse. The sexy scene causes an irresistible itch between her legs. Rather than 'scratch' it herself she orders Gabrielle between her legs, pulls her panties aside and commands her six year old daughter to lick her shaved pudenda. Grabbing the child's hair she pulls her closer, mashing her face into her dripping sex. Gabrielle licks her mother's cunt just as she knows she likes it, burying three slender fingers deep into the hot furnace while she sucks on her clitoris with the same fervour she had used to milk Mrs Weasley's breast.

Ginny seems lost, standing alone her gaze flicking between the two separate lesbian couplings. Her mother sees her uncertainty over what to do and provides some assistance by grabbing her wand and exclaiming "fiat shibaris". A drawer opens and bondage ropes appear, they snake over to where Ginny stands and wrap themselves artistically around the 8 year old's body forming an erotic mosaic. The rope then twirls itself around a beam in the roof and Ginny is slowly raised off the floor in a perfect suspension pose. A spreader bar clamped around her feet open her legs wide leaving her childish sex exposed.

Apolline eyes widen "C'est magnifique Molly. I 'ave never seen zat spell before. I am sure zis little angel" she says patting Gabrielle's head "would love to be trussed up like a sex slave."

When Molly finishes her lascivious licking of Fleur she rises, pulls the girl's panties all the way down and gives her a playful slap on her bottom.

She takes the teenager by the hand and leads her over to where Ginny is suspended from the ceiling. While they are walking over they hear Apolline scream passionately as tiny Gabrielle brings her to a toe curling orgasm with her mouth.

When the horny mother recovers her senses brings Gabrielle over to join the others.

They circle Ginny, admiring the rope work and the child's gaping pre-pubescent slit. The four of them fondle her body and finger her cunt and arsehole.

As Ginny struggles within her rope bonds as multiple hands molest her, Apolline whispers in her ear in explicit detail what she would like to do with her. The scent of Ginny's aroused cunt fills their nostrils.

Apolline takes the opportunity to swipe her tongue across Ginny's glistening pink slit.

Licking her lips she says lewdly "Mmmmm your little girl tastes just like I remember you did Molly ... delicieux."

"Well if you want a reminder, my cunt is twitching and needs a little relief. My memory is that you have a very long and flexible tongue Apolline."

Her words arouse Molly's passions and she unties Ginny so the the quintet can move to the bed, discarding any remaining underwear so they are all naked.

Molly is an old world hippy. Her long curly red locks are complemented by hirsute arm pits and a thick patch of pubic hair of the same shade. As she looks around at the impeccably shaved Frenchwoman with her prominent bald mons veneris and the three young hairless girls Molly complains "I feel like the odd one out in this group. Although I can fix that .... depilliatimus!"

As she says this all of her body hair disappears. As the others admire her newly bald body Ginny complains "but mummy I love your sweaty hair." Apolline agrees "Molly eet does enhance your womanly scent. And we do 'ave more zan enough bald baby cunts to go around."

"As you can see I sometime remove my body hair but my girls like it too if I 'ave a neatly groomed zatch of hair between my legs and under my arms. My body hair is never quite so delightfully wild and unkempt as yours but my girls' love nuzzling into my sweaty armpits or my musky crotch. I would love to 'ave ze chance to inhale your natural scents Molly."

"Well who am I to disappoint" Molly chides "if there is demand for au natural then I am happy to oblige." She waves her wand again "reversimus" and the thick tufts of red hair return to her mons and armpits. She claps her hands "Enough of entree lets get to the main course.

As they all climb onto the bed the two older women move to one side, while Feur and Ginny break away and drift to the other side. Gabrielle looks from one couple to the other uncertainly until her mother beckons for her to join them.

"Come 'ere ma cherie .. let ze girls 'ave a little private time to get to know each other better. You can join them soon ... zey will love to play with your babycunt just as much as I do."

Gabrielle snuggles between the two women as Molly and Apolline kiss, tongue entwined.

When they pull back from the kiss Molly smirks "we were two horny lasses back in the day weren't we Apolline?"

"Yes we were, but we are even more experienced and 'ornier ... and kinkier old sluts now Molly ... two perverted mothers."

Glancing down Apolline continues "look at mon petit chou ... she is sucking my titties as if she was going to drink my milk. Her feeding from you has inspired ze cheeky monkey. If only I still had ze milk to give 'er zat nourishment. I envy you Molly."

Molly looks down to watch the mother and daughter's intimate bonding. She reaches down to fondle Gabrielle's tiny bum, her hand worming its way between her soft cheeks. A fingertip nudges against the child's slick cleft causing her to start and bite down on her mother's breast.

Drawing her daughter's mouth from her boob, Apolline looks at the red bite mark. She ruffles her daughter's hair and chides her gently "mon petite chou you need to be gentle with mummy's boobie. I understand your passion and that Madam Weasley is playing with your lil muffin but you need to control your emotions." When she notices a tear appear in the corner of her daughter's eye Apolline's heart melts. "Do not cry my darling, I was only teasing. Mummy loves you and you can bite zem any time you want."

Apolline disengages from Gabrielle and kisses her softly tasting her own juices on her daughter's lips. She slides down the bed and positions herself between Molly's legs, using her hands to part her chunky thighs wide. Bringing her face up close to Molly's dripping cunt Apolline inhales her musky scent then proceeds to lick the women's slit enthusiastically.

Gabrielle watches her mother performing oral sex, admiring her obvious enjoyment as she feasts of Mrs Weasely's hairy cunt.

Molly pulls the child closer to her, kissing her while savouring her mother's mouth on her sex. "You are adorable sweetheart" Molly says "would you like to sit on my face? I would love to taste you while your mummy licks me."

The girl doesn't even take a moment to reply, she just jumps up and straddles Molly's face before slowly lowering her plump, bald cunt onto the woman's open mouth. She giggles as a warm, wet tongue tickles her underdeveloped labia before plunging deeper to feast on the six year old's vulva. A feeling of decadent depravity causes Molly's vagina to gush and Apolline swallows the delicious liquid.

Molly lashes her tongue across Gabrielle's cunt and anus and is pleased to feel the girl tremble on her face and moan throatily as she enjoys the woman's oral pleasure.

On the other side of the bed Fleur and Ginny have been wrapped up, physically and emotionally in each other. The two girls feel an immediate attraction and cuddle and kiss, enjoying the feel of their naked bodies pressed together and whispering words of endearment to each other. Ginny confesses with a breaking voice "I love you Fleur with all my heart. From the moment I first saw you I have dreamed we would be together forever. You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen, and so intelligent and brave. I cried when I heard you and Bill were going to be married."

Fleur reaches down between their bellies to stroke Ginny's slit and the younger girl returns the favour. They masturbate each other as they kiss and wallow in the warmth of each others bodies.

"My darling Ginerva I feel ze same way about you. I never realised I could love such a little girl .... other zan my sister. When I first saw you my 'eart skipped a beat and I felt like a 'ad butterflies in my knickers. But I 'ave made a commitment to your brother to marry 'im. And he will deflower me on our wedding night. 'ow I wish eet could be you I give my maidenhead to. 'ow can I give you up when I 'ave 'eld you naked in my arms. Perhaps I could convince 'im to let you share our bed so we could be together. Although he is a boy and even zough he is your brother he may want to fuck you too before he would agree. Je suis desolee."

The girl's accelerate their diddling of the other's slits until they are frantically frigging each other in desperation for release. Their reach their climax together and squeal with joy, their bodies shaking and bucking. Fleur licks her fingers clean of Ginny's juices and the younger girl does the same. The tangy taste just whets their appetite and soon they have positioned themselves in a 69, with Ginny on top of Fleur and the two licking their new-found love."

Molly and Apolline have tears running down their faces as they listen to their daughter expressing their heartfelt love for each other.

"I never knew zey felt zis way for each other Molly, what can we do?"

"Well the first thing we must do is cancel the wedding. I know Bill will be very disappointed, he does not have much luck with girls. He is still a virgin. Perhaps I could buy him a whore to fuck. That might keep him happy, he is a simple lad. Or maybe I will have to do it myself. Ever since he was a boy he has tried to look up my skirt or down my top. Maybe I could give him an eyeful and get him horny and then let him fuck me. One thing about my boys them are all very well endowed but I have never let them sample my charms ... only Ginny."

"Would you really do that for zem?"

"Of course I would, I love my daughter to bits and want her to be happy. To find her soul mate, she is such a sensitive girl. My boys are quite crude, I don't think they understand what love is. Although her brother won't be too impressed that his baby sister stole his girlfriend. I also regret that we never followed our hearts after our night of passion my beautiful Apolline you were my first lover and I think we could have been happy together." The two woman kiss will a passion that surprises them both.

All those on the bed jump when they hear a squeal from the open window and turn in time to see a curvy blonde woman falling into the bedroom, a camera slung around her neck. As she dusts herself off they recognise her as Rita Skeeter the scandal mongering journalist from the daily prophet. She had been sent to cover the Weasley-Delacour wedding and had accidentally stumbled upon the pre-wedding sex party.

Molly quickly leaps off the bed and grabs the camera before Rita can react. Her face reddens in anger as she looks at the display and sees it contains dozens of explicit shots of the sexual activities in the bedroom. It is clear the woman has been peeping through the window for some time.

"What's this about?" Molly demands.

Rita tries to brazen it out "it's about the public's right to know. There is a public interest in knowing the truth about two prominent witch families. Mrs Weasley your husband works at the Ministry of Magic, the world should know his wife is a pervert, a lesbian who loves little girls, including their own daughter. And I am sure the Prophet's French readers would want to know about the prominent Delacour family."

Molly spits "rubbish, you are just a paid voyeur .... although I suspect you would do it for nothing. You are an evil bitch and you can be sure these pictures will never see the light of day."

Rita smiles "the pictures are only the cherry on the top, the story will stand on its own. It will be a front page sensation, if i don't have the pictures I can get an artist to illustrate the story. Now that I think about it perhaps that would be better, I could embellish on what I saw, maybe add in something even more perverted ... like the family dog. A bestiality angle would send sales through the roof." The others had not noticed Apolline edging back to the corner of the room and picking up her wand.

But they all turn in her direction when she says in a firm, hard voice "I zink not Mademoiselle Skeeter you will keep silent on what you have seen."

"Why would I do that Madam Delacour?" Rita sneers.

"Because of zis ...." Apolline screams as she raises her wand.

"Apparellecto " she commands and all Rita's clothes disappear. She quickly follows the spell with "Fiat shibaris" and a rope flies over and trusses the woman tightly so she can't move her arms. Molly goes to a dresser drawer and brings out a ball gag which she stuffs in Rita's mouth.

For the next hour the two women and three girls molest the journalist and take photos, always making sure to disguise their own faces while making sure they capture hers. Rita Skeeter is spanked, whipped, caned, sodomised with a large strap-on dildo, and a bottle inserted into her vagina. She is fisted by the girls and urinated on by all of them. It is a scene of wanton debauchery - all captured on the camera.

Although as she is being sexually abused they notice that Rita doesn't seem to be protesting through her ballgag or struggling to break free from her rope binds.

In fact she seems so accepting of her fate that Molly and Apolline huddle and whisper conspiratorily wondering if the sleazy journalist is actually enjoying the sexual abuse. They worry that the photos may not be enough to discourage her from writing her story.

With a wicked glean in her eye Molly muses "I think I have an idea that might keep her in line, and the best thing about it is that the slut put the kinky idea into my head."

They place Rita on all fours on the floor, leaning on her elbows, arms still bound. Molly leaves the room and returns a minute later leading a large wolfhound on a leash.

She leads it over to Rita and the dog sniffs at her sloppy sex and then its rough tongue laps at the woman's parted labia. Molly and Apolline glance at one another to see if the other had noticed that Rita had seemed to almost wiggle her bum at the large dog as it locked her sex.

Whether she had was unclear, although the hound seemed to take it as an innovation and mounted Rita thrusting its massive red cock into her sheath and vigorously fucked her until he barked as he ejaculated inside her. They stayed connected till his prick deflated and slipped out, a flood of semen leaking from between Rita's legs. The dog quickly gobbled down its own cum, his tongue digging deep into Rita's vagina to clean her out. When they eventually removed Rita's gag they expected to be confronted by a torrent of rage only to be surprised by Rita's effusive thanks.

"That was the best shag I have had since that one drunken night with the groundskeeper Hagrid. Now that man has a magnificent cock. He is a giant in every sense of the word. I hope you got some good photos I want to remember this forever. Don't worry we can keep this afternoon's event as a secret between us girls. Speaking of secrets I have a doozy I can share with you as thanks for the fantastic sex. It is about the famous Harry Potter."

"The story never made it into the Prophet and I have never told anyone. It was also something I saw peeking in another bedroom window. It was earlier in the year at Hogwarts and I had heard rumours that Professor Snape had been seen in the company of a young girl."

As she tells the story Rita reaches between the hound's belly and grasps it's prick in her hand slowly masturbating the animal and causing its cock to thicken as its tail wags furiously.

"When I looked in the window late one evening I saw that the rumours had been true. Prof Snape was kissing a quite plain looking girl who looked like she was only 10 or 11 years old. He laid the girl down on the bed and lifted her skirt up as he climbed on top her. But as I looked closer I realised it wasn't actually a girl. You won't believe who it was. It was Harry Potter .... dressed as a girl. You could hardly recognise him without those glasses of his.... Not to mention the long blonde wig. I discovered later that he was dressed in his mother Lily's old clothes from when she was a young girl. Snape ran his hands up Harry's thighs till he reached the edge of his pretty pink panties. I could see that the boy had a tiny erection in his panties that stretched the tight material and Professor Snape ran his hands over the boy's penis and kissed it through his undies. Snape unbuttoned his trousers and removed a large, thick cock from his pants. He moved Harry's hands to his prick and helped the boy masturbate him. Then Harry Potter took the Professor's cock in his mouth and sucked him like a two-dollar whore."

"Eventually Snape climbed back on top of Harry and raised the boy's legs in the air, draping them over his shoulders. He pulled pulled the pink panties aside so he could slide a finger covered with lubricant into his bumhole. When he had opened his anus Snape slid his hard cock deep into Harry's arse while mumbling "I love you Lily" over and over. It was so sweet, then I heard Harry moan "come inside me daddy" just before Snape ejaculated deep in the young wizard's arsehole. When I confronted them afterwards Harry acknowledged that Snape is his real father not James Potter. Apparently that little slut Lily Potter had slept around a lot when she was a student at Hogwarts. So who would have guessed that Harry Potter was a bum boy, I never published the story as Prof Snape threatened me with some horrible punishment. Although I almost admitted to him that it sounded like fun. He certainly wasn't as nice about all this as you were" Rita says patting the wolf hounded on the head as it tries to nuzzle between her legs.

Molly says "well if you really want to show your appreciation you can write an article for the Prophet that says that Bill and Fleur's wedding was cancelled because Bill selflessly decided that given the current situation with 'He who must be obeyed' it wasn't the right time for a celebration. You can keep a copy of these photos of your humiliation as you seemed to like it. We will keep our own copy to keep you in line. Off you run now ... That is if you can walk after that fucking."

After Rita has left the five cuddle, still naked, on the bed and Apolline and Molly tell Fleur and Ginny that the wedding has been cancelled and that they can be together forever. If they want, although they might need to keep their relationship quiet for a few more year's until Ginny comes of age. They girls embrace and kiss as real lovers. Gabrielle seems left out until the girl's bring them into the embrace and promise her that she won't be left out. That three is always more fun than two!"

Molly grins broadly "I think we could have a few girls-only weekends away in the future. Perhaps the first could be Ginny and I coming to Paris and you and the girl's can show us the sights. I hear there is a new sex club catering for witches who like little girls. Ginny and Fleur can also have some quality time together? Does that sound like a good idea Apollline?"

"Absolument ma cherie absolument."