Animalistic Instincts
Chapter 2
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on Humiliate thy enemy by Scourgify.
I don’t
know what to make of this chapter; it is pure smut and does not really make
sense to me. But I think I can figure out a little bit of plot to go with the
porn
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disgusting can be found here, Bestiality, N/C; SLASH; Torture Etc, You get the
picture?
Summary:
Draco is a bitch, literally! And Harry has a little bit too much of a
You are
still here? YOU ARE SURE? Well then on with the show, and flames will be used
to make s’mores so don’t bother, I know I am sick and
perverted.
Pairing:
Sirius/ Draco, Harry/ Draco, Harry/Sirius
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Scourgify:
Oh I am so glad you liked it. Hope you like where it is going now. Although I
surprised myself I have to admit *G* I wanted to move much faster in the plot,
but the Plotline somehow abandone and and went playing with the Perversion in
my head. And this is what happened.
Pharaosbeloved: Here is the next part enjoy!
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Chapter 2
Harry
wandered slowly downstairs in the direction of the kitchen, his body and mind
satisfied by the events that had taken place during the night before. As he
came across the tall mirror that hung on the wall opposite of his bedroom, he
took a closer look at his reflection. Summer had been good to him; his hair had
grown out of his “I just shagged a socket” look and had now a more “I just got
out of bed and wouldn’t YOU like to join me?” look. His body had filled out
nicely and had the elasticity and energy of a serpent poised to strike for the
kill, not an ounce of fat could be found on his toned upper body and his strong
legs.
But the
most striking thing about Harry Potter was his face. His eyes had taken on a
darker shade of green, reminding a close observer of the various deadly poisons
that could be found in the cellar of Grimmauld Place 12. Those green orbs were
the eyes of a predator; he would hunt and kill if he wanted to, the question
was only i’d k’d kill with pleasure or with pain. His nose was straight and
majestic, and his high cheekbones gave him an almost unearthly beauty. The
masterpiece of nature which went by the name of Harry Potter was completed by a
pair of luscious lips that almost seem to beg to be ravished. Harry possessed
the beauty of a viper and had the animalistic instincts of a wolf.
“Oh my,
aren’t we vain today?” The mirror commented offhandedly about Harry’s
examination of his facial structures.
“Vain? No
just appreciative, and if you want to keep seeing me, I’d keep my mouth shut!”
“
far older than you are!”
“Maybe”
Harry’s fingers caressed the golden frame almost lovingly “But that is nothing
a god hammer swing couldn’t change!”
“You
wouldn’t!” The mirror sounded horrified.
“No I
wouldn’t, now would I?” And with a last sinister smile Harry left the mirror
sputtering about evil youths and their lack of respect.
As he
approached the kitchen he heard the sound of glass breaking and fluids being
poured down the drain.
#What the
hell?# He pushed the door open and found a sight that was anything but
expected, his very own godfather was throwing out every trace of alcohol that
he had found in the house, empty bottles littered the floor and one had
obviously been broken as Sirius held his bleeding hand. The swearwords that
Harry heard would have had a lesser man blush, but Harry just strolled into the
kitchen.
“Good
Morning Sirius. What is all that commotion?”
“I throw
the fire whisky out.”
“So it has
come to your mind that you are nothing more than a sorry excuse of a drunken
bastard?”
“I AM NOT
AN ALCOHOLIC!!!!” Sirius yelled
“Of course
not, my apologies.” Harry was more than mocking him “That is why you have spent
the last 2 months drinking yourself into oblivion.” A sadistic smile curved his
mouth into a parody of understanding.
Sirius
looked at Harry. And what he saw scared him and made it abundantly clear that
he had lost control. Gone was the sweet young boy Harry had been until the
events 3 months ago, true he had been a damn angry teenager, but now Harry was
just plain dangerous.
A beautiful
man kissed by the darkness. Harry was as tall as Sirius and stood proudly at 6
foot 3 inches.
“Yes I have
been drinking heavily, and god knows what I have done while being reduced to my
most animalistic tendencies!”
“Come off
it, we’ll talk later now I am hungry!” Harry turned to the stove effectively
ending the conversation and began to prepare the usual breakfast for the two of
them, while Sirius continued to pour away the drinks.
After a
short while Harry set two plates down at the table and took a smaller plate
with some cooked vegetables and bits of raw meat to bring it to his room.
“You still
have the bitch you told me about?” Sirius asked warily
“Yes I call
her Ancilla [1] and I just want to
run upstairs to feed her.” Harry disappeared for a couple minutes and Sirius contemplated
what to do next.
“What ever
happened to Malfoy? Did you leave him out of the cellar, or did you really
leave him to die?” The tone sounded bored, and betrayed nothing of the anxiety
Sirius felt.
“Hmm? Oh
I had my fun with him. But as far as I know he has not died, at least not by my
hands.” An enigmatic smile crossed his face. “And now we should eat before it
gets cold”
Sirius
turned to the sink for the last bottle and missed the quick hand movement with
which Harry dumped a clear liquid into his coffee.
After
eating his meal Sirius became drowsy and felt the blood rush through his veins
at incredible speed. Every single fiber of his body seemed to be on fire and he
was painfully aware of the fact that Harry stood way too close to him.
“What have
you done Harry?” His voice was slurred and heavy with arousal
Harry’s
hands began a journey all over his body, ghosting over his flesh but never
quite touching. His breath scalding hot on his over sensitized skin.
“Nothing,
Sirius I just lowered your inhibitions. Tell me how it felt to fuck that little
bitch, tell me how it felt to bury your hot and hard prick inside that tight
little hole.”
“
himself as Snuffles coupling with a cute bitch, Harry’s hand moved lower, and
he felt his godson standing behind him, arousal pressing into his backside.
“Tell me” a
seductive whisper “Let it out!”
“Oh god it
felt good”
“Was she
good enough for you? Did you enjoy the pain you caused?”
“Merlin
yes, she was so incredible tight, so tiny” He was panting by now, Harry was circling
his hips with lazy movements, thrusting into his fabric covered ass, eliciting
delightful moans from the quivering man. His hand moved onto his crotch and
cupped his painful arousal and squeezed hard.
“Would you
like to fuck her again?”
“
Harry sped
up his movements, squeezing and stroking Sirius cock harder.
“On second
thought right now I just want to fuck you like you fucked her.”
With these
words he whispered a spell that divested them both of their pants; bent Sirius
over the table and entered him with one single thrust. Sirius hands were bound
to the sides of the table by another spell so that he was spread-eagled over the
surface of the table. Harry gripped his hips and began to pound into the virgiss bss beneath him. And it really felt as good as he had imagined it, when he felt
the unwilling flesh give way.
Sirius
screamed at the sudden intrusion that made him feel as if he was being split in
two. But at the same time the pain lessened with each thrust, just to be
replaced with overwhelming feelings of lust. Harry was highly aware of the fact
that something had been torn inside of Sirius as he felt a warm and sticky
substance eass mos movements. Blood as lubricant was a nice idea he thought, as
he felt Sirius try to get away from him at first.
“You know
Draco struggled too when you took him, but just like I do now you fucked him
nonetheless”
“I
“No? Hmm
must have been my imagination then, oh god you are so tight.”
“
“What you
like that?” Harry thrust again, knowing that he hit Sirius sweet spot every
time.
“Just like
him, he likes it too”
After a
couple more violent thrust Sirius couldn’t take the combination of pressure
from the table beneath him and Harry’s constant assault on his prostate it any
longer and came all over the floor, taking Harry with him.
As he felt
the sticky fluid coating his torn insides, he did not know whether to feel
horrified or elated at what had taken place just minutes before. Was that what Harry
did to Draco every night? Did he keep the boy for his personal pleasure? But
before Sirius could voice his questions he felt the familiar tingle of a
healing spell on his backside. Followed by the low utterance of
“Obliviate”
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Now if
Harry had been a genius, it would have looked pretty bad for Sirius and Draco.
But thank god even The Boy who lived had weakness. And this was the fact that
his memory spells sucked – BIG TIME!
Sirius
blinked to find himself dressed and curled up on the couch.
“What
happened?” His voice sounded hoarse.
“Nothing,
probably withdrawal symptoms, you just passed out after breakfast” Harry smiled
at him.
Sirius
smiled back, as the events came back to him, including the fact that Harry had
tried to obliviate him. Tonight he would figure out what really happened behind
Harry’s closed door. But for now he decided to just play along.
“Probably,
Harry I would like to go outside for a while, could I borrow your invisibility cloak?”
“Yeah sure,
just take care of it!”
“Thanks!”
And with the short nod off his head he all but ran upstairs into Harry’s room.
The door
creaked when he opened it and he heard a faint shuffling in the corner. As he
crouched down to take a closer look, he saw the most adorable white Scottish
terrier bitch huddled in a ball of white fur.
And all of
a sudden he saw himself again, huge and aroused towering over the terrified bitch.
Planting his forepaws on the delicate haunches and burying his aching cock in
the tight heat of her body, plunging into her again and again and finally releasing
his cum into her womb.
He reeled
backwards as he recalled waking from his alcohol induced stupor feeling oddly satisfied.
“Oh my, oh my god what have I done!!!” He recalled his earlier confession, he
had enjoyed the pain he had caused, and he had enjoyed the feeling of that
helpless body beneath him. He was going to be sick!
He grabbed
the cloak from the bed and ran into the bathroom, where he promptly lost
everything he had had for breakfast.
As he
stepped onto the sidewalk and sat down in front of the house he could not shake
the eyes of the small bitch from his inner eyes, no matter how often he told
himself that Malfoy had deserved everything he had gotten, he still felt like
filth.
Those eyes
had been not the colour of dark brown wood that they normally were, the eyes
that had looked into his face with unspeakable terror and fear, had been liquid
silver, tinged with gold.
#Tomorrow
Harry leaves for Hogwards# He thought making up his mind
#Draco will
stay! Having been under that curse for so long there is probably not much of
his mind left anyways#
Sirius
heaved a sigh; he would have to do extensive research as to find out exactly
what the afterefs ofs of the “Canis
Mutare” Curses were.
Well at least he would not be bored out of his scull any longer.
As he
opened the front door again, he heard muffled sounds come from Harry’s room.
Curiosity got the better of him and he crept upstairs, without making a sound.
The sight that met him when he entered the room made him freeze to the spot.
Harry lay on his bed naked playing with his nipples, and the little bitch was
positioned between his legs, licking his engorged cock with a pink tongue. When
Harry obviously had enough he turned her around and shoved a finger into her
opening, fingerfucking her until the dog was howling with something Sirius
could not define
of the above?
Upon
hearing these sounds Harry gave a content sigh before transforming into a white
wolf. He mounted the whimpering bitch and shoved his prick deep into her body,
rocking them both with that ancient rhythm. After a short time his body gave a
violent shudder and he shot his load into the body beneath him. As they hung
together for the few short minutes after their matiSiriSirius noticed that something
was odd about the whole incident.
He watched Harry
transform back clean himself up and curl under the bed sheets. Ancilla curled
together on the rag he had given her and fell asleep also.
As Sirius
sat in front of the Fireplace, it came to him what was different about the incident
he had witnessed earlier. Although their coupling must have been painful, due
to the sheer size of Harry, the whole process had seemed somehow tender, and
almost just almost loving.
Harry had
not been as brutal as he had been just the night before, something had changed.
Upstairs
Harry moved in a fitful sleep, calling out for someone.
“Draco!”
A/N Okay
second Chapter is finished, what do you think? Isn’t Draco just adorable as a
bitch? Please Review, even if you just want to tell me to stop and never to
write again, at least I’ll have something to laugh at!
[1] Ancilla
= female Slave
The potion
Harry fed Sirius was a mixture between truth and aphrodisiac, so that Sirius
could recall the feeling he had when he fucked bitch