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Hermione's Furry Little Problem	By : Gandalfs-Beard Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 242818 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 20
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Morphing into Bellatrix Lestrange proved harder than Harry would have thought. He picked up her outer physical characteristics quickly enough, but adjusting his voice, mannerisms, and behaviour to match hers was another matter altogether.
Fortunately, Hermione was a good coach. She witnessed Neville’s memory with Harry as they replayed it dozens of times--sometimes pausing and focusing on a particular trait.
“Perfect,” said Hermione when Harry’s vocal adjustments finally achieved the correct tone. “Now, you’ve got to think about how she acts towards those she sees as subordinates--Bellatrix treats her underlings poorly and she behaves like a petty tyrant. Did you see how she snapped at the Snatcher...?”
Harry nodded and sighed, not keen on the idea of having to be rude to Goblins, even though that’s what they would be expecting. He was glad that at least Ragnok and the Chairman of Gringotts were in on it. It wasn't like he and Hermione were really stealing from Gringotts if two of its most Senior Officers were helping them, was it?
“So you’ll have to sneer a lot and look down your nose at everyone,” Hermione continued, “Do that, and then you’ll sound just like her...”
“Do you think you can manage it?” Hermione asked with concern when Harry didn’t respond right away.
Harry’s stomach lurched at the idea of actually trying to get inside Bellatrix Lestrange's head, but then a thought occurred to him and he laughed.
“Yeah... actually I think I can. I’ll pretend I’m Malfoy talking to Crabbe or Goyle when they’re being particularly stupid,” Harry chortled. “That should work...”
Harry practiced sneering for a while until Hermione was in stitches.
“That’s brilliant Harry,” Hermione giggled, her bushy tail shimmying with mirth. “Now it’s time to try your Bellatrix impression on Sirius.”
When Sirius roared with laughter and gave his seal of approval to Harry’s portrayal of Bellatrix, Harry knew he was ready to go.
Harry and Hermione packed a few things in overnight bags as Dumbledore had agreed that they could stay a day or two at Number 12 once the job was complete. When they were finished, they spent the rest of the evening in the Unaffiliated Common Room with the rest of the Coven.
They discovered Dora and Jennifer both sitting at the grand piano in the corner of the room and giggling as they tickled the ivories together. Luna, Daphne, and Fleur were trying to coax Parvati into singing along.
Not wishing to interrupt, Harry quietly sat in one of the cozy armchairs. Hermione curled up in Harry's lap and purred as he stroked her furry tail and ears, letting the joy wash over her.

~o0o~

“Stop... don’t drink any more of that,” Snape hissed.
“You... don’t... have to tell me twice...” sputtered Lupin, spraying Wolfsbane Potion everywhere. “I’m used to it tasting vile... but it’s never been like drinking acid...”
“Fortunately, the burning sensation appears to be largely a sensory reaction. I am seeing only mild inflammation...” Snape said as he examined Lupin’s mouth, “Perhaps we should visit Madam Pomfrey.”
“Don’t you know what’s wrong?” Lupin asked in surprise. “You probably know more about the potion than anyone living or dead...”
“There is absolutely nothing wrong with the potion,” snapped the Potions Professor. “There is something wrong with...you!” Snape concluded in a puzzled tone.
“If I didn’t know better,” Snape continued, with a more concerned expression, “I would say that you no longer carry the werewolf curse. Only a human Wizard or a natural-born Skin Changer in their full-human form have the reactions you just reported. To those without the Curse, the potion presents a sensation of acidity upon the tongue.”
“But that’s impossible!” gasped Lupin.
“Precisely!” said Snape, raising an eyebrow, “That, is why we should be consulting with Madam Pomfrey...”
“Yes... yes of course,” Lupin muttered as he followed Snape to the Hospital Wing.
A strange thought crossed Remus Lupin’s mind; it seemed too ridiculous to be credible. But no matter how hard he tried to ignore the notion, he began to wonder if being “attacked” by Harry and Hermione’s Patronuses had anything to do with it.
The idea seemed ludicrous on its face. Nobody had ever heard of Patroni curing Lycanthropy before. But Remus had been feeling different ever since the etheric lion and lioness had pounced on him. In fact, he felt more than just different...
Remus felt great.
Remus felt better than he could ever remember feeling since his childhood--since before he had been attacked and turned into a werewolf by Fenrir Greyback. He felt as if a shroud had been lifted from his soul, and as if his brain and body were swept clean. He felt fantastic.
Remus practically skipped all the way to the infirmary.

~o0o~
“Wait, Harry can turn into a girl now?” gasped Daphne when Hermione finished informing the Coven that she was going on a mission with Harry to London to retrieve the last Horcrux.
Daphne’s mind boggled at the possibilities. Fleur giggled when Dora and Harry both turned red and struggled not to smirk.
“Oui, Chérie! Our Harry... ‘e ‘as been holding out on us,” Fleur tittered as she winked at Harry.
“Ooooh, Harry, let us see,” begged Parvati, “Please!?”
“What... er... right now?” Harry gulped “Here...?”
“Why not?” Luna beamed radiantly. “It’s our common room, and nobody else can get in unless we let them.” Luna’s fluffy white tail waved and her furry white ears twitched expectantly as she peered at Harry.
“I know you ‘ave planned for zis moment to be special ‘arry,” Fleur said softly, giving Harry a gentle kiss. “But zis feels like a special moment to me. A moment to celebrate a leetle, non?”
Harry glanced at Hermione, who shrugged her shoulders and bushy ginger tail noncommittally. It was entirely up to him. Harry grinned nervously as he peered at everyone’s eager face, feeling a tingly surge of daring in his lower abdomen.
“Right then, here goes,” said Harry, steeling himself, “Sorry about my clothes... they’ll look a bit funny on a girl...”
“Don’t worry about those Harriet,” giggled Hermione as she waved her wand.
Harry’s clothes transfigured as he morphed into Harriet. Harriet groaned when she realised that she was now wearing a skimpy bikini which was the same iridescent green as her rolling eyes. Hermione had obviously been preparing a spell for this opportunity. Harriet couldn't help snorting with laughter in an unladylike manner and shaking her head.
“Oh my God!” Jennifer squealed. “You’re adorable!”
Harriet flushed and Jennifer turned beet red as they both reached the same conclusion... that this was the most Jennifer had seen of Harriet in any form whatsoever. Dora grinned, remembering her own first meeting with a barely clothed Harriet.
“I mean.... y...you’re st...still adorable,” Jennifer stammered. “You’re r...really cute as a guy too... wait--I don’t mean... what I'm trying to say...”
“What Jennifer really means is that she can’t wait to see what else you look good in,” giggled Daphne as she pounced on Harriet and squeezed her tightly. “As a girl, you’re close enough in size to try some of our clothes on...”
“Oi... I’m not your dolly,” Harriet laughed. Inside, Harriet groaned, desperately hoping that Daphne’s ideas were soon forgotten.
“I can’t wait to see what’s underneath them,” Parvati beamed, her sleek black tail undulating gleefully as she leapt on Harriet too and gave her a kiss.
“Not that this bikini is hiding much though. You might as well be wearing nothing.” Parvati chortled. “I agree with Daphne. How about a little fashion show Harriet?”
“Come on, it’ll be fun Harriet,” Luna giggled.
Hermione tried vainly to hide a smirk. Dora managed to look both sympathetic and curious all at once.
“Alright, okay...! Maybe next time--when we get back,” Harriet moaned, palming her face. “I have to get up early tomorrow...” but something stirred inside Harriet again, lingering in her groin.
“Not too early I hope,” purred Parvati as she unbuttoned her own blouse.
“Isn’t there time for a little bit of fun at least before bedtime?” Daphne pouted, giving Harriet a little kiss.
“Er... I suppose, that is if everyone is game...” Harriet raised her eyebrows at Hermione, and glanced awkwardly at Jennifer.
Harriet was very game herself, but she didn’t want Jennifer to feel out of place. Hermione nodded and Jennifer smiled shyly. Slowly, tentatively, Jennifer leaned in and gave Harriet a kiss on the lips.
When her lips connected with Harriet’s, Jennifer instantly felt the same electrical charge which had coursed through her when Hermione had kissed her the previous day. Jennifer was elated. Even though part of her had badly wanted to kiss him, Jennifer had also been quite sure that she did not feel ready to properly kiss Harry--a boy--just yet. She had still felt scared that kissing him would trigger a nasty reaction, but to her joyous surprise, Jennifer had melted into the kiss which she shared with Harriet.
“I think I’d like to give Harry a kiss too sometime,” Jennifer whispered happily when she had finished kissing Harriet.
Everyone took a turn kissing Harriet, and the kisses became deeper and more amorous as the members of the coven also turned to one another. Soon, they were all lost in each other as their hands slipped under blouses and skirts which gradually fell away, revealing more skin and curves.
As they had both already spent loads of time with Harriet, Dora and Hermione focused their attentions on Jennifer, leaving Harriet to the exquisite ministrations of Fleur, Daphne, and the other two cat-witches.
Jennifer felt safe and reassured wrapped in Hermione’s furry tail and Dora’s arms. She returned their kisses and caresses while the rest of the Coven ravished Harriet.
Jennifer was surprised yet again as she allowed herself to be swept away by the ardour. Ratface seemed like someone else’s memory, caught on a fading, spotted reel of film. Jennifer had been so afraid that she would never be able to enjoy being with another person after him--so afraid that he had destroyed her ability to feel anything but revulsion at another’s touch.
But it felt nice to be touched with care by people whom she had come to love. Jennifer was not as surprised by the realisation that she had truly grown to love everyone in the Coven, as she was that she was finally able to allow herself to act on some of those feelings.
Jennifer let herself go as one of Dora’s hands pressed into the small of her back and their kiss deepened. Dora’s other hand lightly brushed Jennifer's ebony bangs. Hermione’s bushy ginger cat tail curled up around Jennifer’s torso. She stroked Hermione’s fluffy tail with both hands and soared; the silky fur felt heavenly under Jennifer’s fingers. Hermione arched in response, purring loudly.
As Hermione’s lips, and Dora’s, both pressed against her own lips, and trailed across the skin of her own cheeks and neck, Jennifer recalled wondering how more than two people could love one another at the same time.
Now Jennifer was beginning to understand. She hadn’t even known the members of the Coven two full months yet, but she already felt more deeply connected to all of them than she had ever known it was possible to feel to any single person. All of them had offered her nothing but acceptance, kindness, and affection since the day they had met.
When she had first arrived, they had instinctively known when to let Jennifer alone, and when to offer themselves despite Jennifer’s apparent reticence. And now, Jennifer knew that she never wanted to be alone again. She wanted this to last forever.
Through the fog of her own bliss, Jennifer could make out some intense activity and squealing and meowing on the other sofa. A short time after that, one by one, Dora, Fleur, Daphne, and Parvati kissed her goodnight. When it was Luna’s turn, Jennifer hung on a little longer and kissed her a bit more deeply.
“Thanks Luna,” Jennifer murmured, “You really were the first one to bring me out of my shell. I never could have... I... Oh... I don’t know... words can’t really describe how good I feel right now--I’m just happy to be here with you, and everyone... and I wouldn’t be if it weren’t for you.”
“You’re welcome,” Luna replied serenely, “We all love you too Jennifer. I don’t really know why things happen the way they do, but I’m really glad you ended up with us despite all of the bad bits along the way.”
Finally Harry--attired as himself again--and Hermione, both walked Jennifer back to the quarters which she shared with Hestia Jones.
“Thank you both... for everything,” said Jennifer, fluttering her lashes shyly downwards. “I know it’s silly, because you’ll only be gone a day or two. But I already miss you... and Harry, you really do make a very sweet girl,” Jennifer giggled.
Harry felt Hermione purring beside him. Suddenly Harry knew what he was supposed to do. He put an arm around Jennifer and leaned forward, softly pressing his lips against hers. Jennifer had stiffened at first, prepared to recoil if it went wrong, but instead, she turned to melting wax the moment their lips touched.
“Good night,” said Harry sweetly when the kiss concluded.
It was just as delightful as kissing Harriet. Jennifer was so thrilled that she had successfully kissed Harry that she kissed him again moistly.
“Night Harry,” Jennifer said with a grin.
Harry returned Jennifer’s grin with a slightly bemused smile. Hermione followed up with a long goodnight kiss of her own for Jennifer, curling her bushy ginger tail around the dark haired girl.
“Good Night Jennifer,” Hermione nearly whispered when their lips wetly parted. “We both miss you already too. But don’t worry... Harry and I will see you all again in a couple of days...”

AN: Response to reviews:
@ Original Sin: The old toad-hag will eventually bite the big one. Haha! :D ...But that's the next part of the story.
I'm glad you enjoyed the previous chapter. It was the sort of chapter which requires a lot more finesse to weave the various character arcs, themes, and tones together into a cohesive chapter, so it's nice to get a little feedback when it works.
@ Starr: The Malfoys may get what looks like a new opportunity, but they too, shall eventually meet their doom. As to the bank, well, it looks like a really simple thing this time around, can't see what could possibly go wrong... ;-)
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