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Topsyturvy	By : AquamarieneStardust Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 92984 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 14
Disclaimer: I own nothing but what I created (story line, plot, differences from origanal and Aphrodite) J.K. Roweling owns Harry Potter world I make no prophet I just play in it

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“Day-um! Pans, where did you get that?” Gen asks looking at the tiny gold teddy that barley covered her. The thing started in a thong and then outlined her toned stomach and continued up to form small triangles that barley held in her voluptuous chest and then up around her neck like a choker.
“Jabari got it for me. He does spoil me rotten.” Pansy tells the red head making sure she isn’t about to spill out.
“Neville got us ours as well.” Luna tells us and I look to see what they are wearing. My little sister is in an emerald green baby doll with gold lace details and a matching pair of cheekies, the coloring suiting her red hair and light skin wonderfully. Luna, with her blond hair and lightly tanned skin is in blood red and black, the design matching Gen’s perfectly.
“They do look rather lovely on the two of you.” I complement.
“You look like a sex goddess.” Ginny says looking my way. I look down at the black lace boy shorts, that showed the curve of my ass nicely, with two, small, purple, satin ribbons lacing them up to my hip bones finishing in small bows and the matching lace and satin corset like top that barley held in my breasts.
“Who got you that?” Pansy asks looking my up and down.
“Oliver, for Christmas. It looks really hot when I’m displaying. I’m all white and silver, the black and purple really stand out and look great then.”
“I might be willing to change teams for you, if I wasn’t so desperately in love with Jabari.”
“That’s ok Pans.” I wink at her. “You can look all you want.”
“Better not touch though.” Gen teases. “The boys don’t like it when other people touch their dom.”
“If I wanted a play thing, I could have one. My submissives would have to shut up and deal with it.” I tell her looking over to my final mate and locking my eyes onto her. It was all I could do to keep from taking her into my room and claiming her right now. She looks like a vision, a white satin baby doll that accentuated her chest, the diamonds outlining the top of the sweetheart neck line tempting me to go and touch her, claim her as my own. Her pert bum, encased in a pair of matching cheekies and all I wanted to do was rip the whole thing off of her and have a look, worshiping her body, drawing moans from her working hard to make her scream my name. “It just so happens that I love my mates, and they keep me very satisfied. Just as I keep them more than satisfied.” Daphne visibly swallows and tries to look away but her eyes always return to mine. I motion to the place next to me on the love seat. Luna and Gen and cuddled together on the arm chair and Pansy is spread out on the chouch, leaving Daphne standing near the fire.
“I’m fine thank you.” She says. Pansy looks at her and rolls her eyes.
“Go sit next to Tia, she won’t bite you.”
“Yes I will.” I say simply, my fangs peeking out when I smile at the dark haired beauty in front of me. “Right on her neck, where her collarbone meats that beautiful throat.” The girls all look at me and then to Daphne who appears to be at war with herself.
“What the bloody hell!” Ginny demands looking at me.
“Daphne is Tia’s final mate.” Luna explains. “Tia wants her now, but is restraining herself because Daphne has to come to her bed willingly, like the others. But like Blaze, she has to make the conscious decision to ask Tia to claim her.”
“That explains the possessive look then.” Pansy says. “Go on Daph, you know you want to. You told me that you wanted someone to take care of you and treat you right, and give you children and a family. Tia will give you all that and more.”
“I want all of that Pansy, but I want a man!” Daphne breaks our staring contest to look at her best friend.
“I can be a man whenever I want.” I tell her still watching her. She looks back at me shocked. “As a female dom, I have the ability to have a cock should I choose, and it is necessary for me to have one to impregnate Draco.”
“Why?”
“The only time he can get pregnant is when he is on heat. When he is on his heat he turns into a girl.”
“Oh.”
“Come, sit by me. I won’t touch you if you don’t ask me to. You have my word on that. However, I cannot allow a guest to be left standing when there is an open seat. Especially not someone as lovely as you.” I smile internally when she blushes and nods her head moving to sit on the love seat with me, but as far away from me as she can get.
“I have a question.” I look at Pansy.
“Yes, Pans?”
“Can I see you all display? I’ve never seen anyone but Jabari and his siblings display.”
“I don’t mind. Gen, Daphne?”
“I’ll show her, no problem.” Gen says as Luna kisses her temple.
“Ginevra is truly gorgeous in her form.” Luna praises stroking my little sister’s hair.
“No one is as beautiful as Tia though.” The red head argues causing Daphne and Pansy to look at Gen, then me.
“That’s just because of what she is.” Luna tells the other girls. “All of her race are stunning to behold.”
“So show me!” Pansy squeals excitedly looking at me.
“After Gen and Daphne do.” I say looking at Daphne. “You will change for us, won’t you?”
“Ok, yes. I’ll change.” She says looking at me, and I can tell it is her creature begging for my approval that made the dark beauty agree.
“Me first then.” Ginny stands up and moves to the center of the circle and shifts smoothly into her Sphinx form. A black lioness with silver markings on her face and neck replaces my tall thin sister. Ginny’s face is still human in the place of the lion’s face, but she still has whiskers and her eyes, though the same color as always, are now more feline shaped with cat’s eye pupils. “What do you think?” He voice comes out like liquid silk.
“That is SO much cooler than McGonagall’s tabby cat.” Pansy says reaching out to try and pet Gen’s back. Ginny moves closer and allows Pansy to stroke her fur for a few moments before moving back to Luna and climbing into her lap still in her creature form.
“Ok Daphne, let me see you.” I say quietly enough that only the Slytherin girl can hear me. She nods and remains seated closing her eyes in concentration. A few moments later a beautiful mermaid is sitting next to me and I gasp. “Incredible.” I whisper looking at her shimmering tail, it looked so much like abalone shells, with the swirling vivid colors, I wanted to touch her to see if it was soft or hard.
“Do you like it?” She asks me timidly.
“You’re beautiful.” I tell her honestly. “May I?” I indicate her tail and she nods nervously. I gently reach out the small distance and run my hand over what would be her thigh and marvel at the smoothness of the scales. Though it looked as fragile as the shell it reminded me of, I can feel the strength as I run my hand over it. “What are you?”
“Salt water mermaid, with a little siren mixed in. Fresh water mermaids are ugly, like the ones in the black lake, and can’t change into human form.” She tells me.
“You are truly stunning. You might even give Draco a run for his spot as most beautiful of my loves.” She blushes again and looks down at the delicate hands in her lap.
“San we see you’re form now Tia?” Pansy asks interrupting our moment. I look up at her and smile.
“Sure.” I stand up and move all the furniture back a little ways with barley a thought.
“I like your tattoo.” Daphne says from her place on the couch, still in her creature form like Gen.
“It’s not a tattoo my sweet. Watch.” She nods and I turn my back to all the girls and slowly bring out my wings and move then to their full stretched out span of twenty feet.
“WOW!” I hear Pansy and Daphne gasp looking at the sliver tipped white wings. I fold them back closer to me and turn around showing them my white and silver hair and the blue tinged molten silver eyes. I smile a little flashing my small fangs once more at the girls, my raw magic causing a wing to blow around me lifting my hair.
“Are you an angel?” Daphne asks reaching out her hand toward my left wing. I extend it a little and let her tough the soft feathers there.
“No. But that is what people who don’t know any better call my race. We are creatures of pure good, and so humans, muggals especially, and most creatures call us angels.”
“What are you really then?” Pansy asks stroking my right wing carefully.
“I am Other.”
“Other what?” Daphne asks looking up at me curious.
“Other, it is the name of my race.”
“Not very original of a name is it.” Pansy states sitting back down. I laugh a little.
“We were the first. There were creatures of land, creatures of sea, creatures of air, all of them mindless animals, and then there were my race, the Other creatures. The name just stuck I guess. We were quickly followed by the Dovah and Elves after them, then the creatures of nature, naiads and dryads. The veela, werewolves, vampires, dwarves, centaurs, and shifters followed after them, born from them in a way. The last to come were the witches and wizards, and a few of the minor creatures. The last to come were the Damon. Born of pure evil, they are the enemies of my race. They want to wipe us out completely. They are strong, but not strong enough to beat the race of Other. They were beating us by pure numbers, they bread like rabbits you see, the only thing that we could do was call on our brothers and sisters of the Dovah for aid. They came and helped us beat back the demons to the hell they came from and seal them inside.”
“Can they get out?” Gen asks scared and curling into Luna farther.
“Yes.” Luna answers. But only if they have help from this side, and the blood of the queen.”
“So they need a fool to help them.” I say sitting back down on the love seat next to Daphne and drawing her tail into my lap so she could sit more comfortably and massaging it gently.
“Why a fool?” Daphne asks moaning a little at my touch.
“Because only a fool would go after Tia for her blood.” Ginny tells the mermaid.
“Why do they need Tia’s blood? And why would they be a fool to try. I don’t understand.” I stopped moving my hands causing my beautiful Daphne to look up into my eyes.
“Because. I am the queen to be, the last queen in the line of queens, and as such, I am the most powerful of the Other.”
“Oh.” She gasps quietly.
“Oh.” I confirm.
“I think we need to do something fun. All this serious talk is killing the girls night mood.” Ginny says shifting back. I vote facials and mani/pedies. That means you have to change back too Daphne.” The mermaid nods and shifts back her legs still in my lap. I continue to rub them gently.
“Does Tia have to change?” Daphne asks blushing lightly.
“No. I don’t. I should probably put my wings away though.”
“Please don’t” She pleads.
“It will be easier to do facials, and her fingers and toes if she doesn’t have those in the way.” Ginny tells my submissive reasonably.
“I’m putting them away now Daphne. If you want to see them again sooner, rather than later, hurry to my bed. I will be on full display when I claim you. And you will be too.”
“Um, how will that work? She’s half fish when she displays.” Pansy points out. I turn to the implike girl and smirk.
“That’s for me to know, Daphne to find out, and you to never know.” I tell her causing her to pout.
“Fine, be that way. I’m just really frustrated. I got used to sex every day over summer after I was claimed and again over Christmas. I want to know details so I can pretend it’s me.”
“You know you can ask the headmistress if he can visit you on the weekends. Oliver and the twins come when they can to see us.”
Would she let him come here? Truly?”
“Yes. Especially if you tell her being separated from your dom is making you frantic. I’m sure you can have enough of a tantrum in her office to convince her.”
“You are so devious!”
“Blame Papa Tom, Siri, Uncle Sev, and Draco.”
“We do.” Pansy, Luna, and Ginny all deadpanned. I scoffed at them snapping my wings into my back quickly, the tattoo reappearing, before launching a pillow at Pansy’s head. And thus began the great pillow war of sixth year.
A few days after the slumber party I found myself without Draco, who was at quiditch practice, and Blaze, who was sick and napping in our rooms. I decided to go to the library to do some research on the paper for Siri’s class that was due in three weeks on the reason you become the animal you do when you shift. As I was browsing the sections looking for anything that might be helpful I heard a sob and looked around to see who it was. When I didn’t immediately see anyone I began to search. As a creature of pure good, hearing someone cry makes me want to help them if I can. As I rounded a corner into the very back corner of the library I found a secluded table piled high with books the sobbing coming from behind them.
“Um, hello?” I ask gently and I hear a sniff. I move around the table and see Hermione sobbing into her hands a book pushed away from her as not to ruin it with her tears. “Hermione?” I ask moving over to her and resting my hand on her shoulder causing her to flinch away from me.
“Go away and leave me alone.”
“I can’t do that, not until you tell me what’s wrong.” She starts bawling harder and I sit down on the floor before pulling her out of the chair and into my lap holding her like I used to when Ron was cruel to her, back when I was still Harry. “Shh, it’s ok Hermes. Don’t cry. Tell me what’s the matter.”
“I’m a failure!” She sobs clinging to me tightly. I hug her tightly in return.
“No you aren’t Hermione. It’s not possible for you to be a failure.”
“It is Harry… sorry, Aphrodite. I’m not the top student any longer, I’m barley allowed to remain here in the school as a student, I’ve lost all my friends, I was bitten by a wearwolf over break and my father rapped me, daily, from Christmas Eve all the way up to the morning I got back on the train to come back to school.”
“WHAT?! I ask appalled. “Hermione!? Why didn’t you tell someone!?”
“I did. I told the headmistress about being bitten. Remus has agreed to teach me and we start next week. Two weeks from now is my first shift.”
“Not about that Hermes. Did you tell anyone about your father?”
“N-no.” She began to sob more into my shoulder. “I c-can’t! What would people think if they knew?”
“That you are a victim, and they would get you out of that house.”
“Why do you even care. You made it perfectly clear that you hate me over the summer.”
“Hermione, you were my first true friend, and I have to believe that you were my friend BEFORE Dumblefuck sunk his claws into you.”
“He didn’t start paying me until third year. The time turner, that was the first. There were rare books, and potion ingredients, and a few other things after that. I felt so guilty about it, but he promised me a job in the Ministry’s higher up levels right out of Hogwarts if I did as he told me and helped him control you.” She said sniffing and looking into my eyes. Her once lively and warm chocolate eyes were now dead and muted. “If I could go back to when he made me the offer, I would say hell no. I would have told you what was going on.”
“I believe you Hermes. Do you want me to help you with anything?”
“Can you be my friend again?” I could see the desperation in her eyes, as well as the misery, sadness, and truth. There was no glint of an ulterior motive or deceit.
“You realize that you betrayed me, and my trust.” She nods tears leaking out of her eyes hiccupping every once in a while from the force she had been crying.
“I know, and I am SO sorry! I can’t believe I let Ronald and Dumbledore talk me into it. I will forever regret what I did. I am so so so SO sorry Aphrodite.”
“I forgive you Hermione. I will be your friend again. But it will take time for me to ba able to trust you again. You understand?”
“I do. Oh thank you! Thank you so much Aphrodite!” I chuckle and wipe her tears away.
“My friends and family call me Tia.”
“Tia, right. Thank you.” I smile at her and hug her tightly. I will never admit it out loud, but her betrayal hurt me the most, and it was her I missed the most because she was my first true friend. Ron, as soon as he saw the scar, all he saw was Harry Potter, Hermione saw Harry and that was what endeared her to me.
“Let’s go get you cleaned up Hermes.” She nods and I get up before helping her up as well. “You look like you haven’t slept in months, and you look like you haven’t eaten in years.”
“I can’t sleep in my dorm.”
“Why?”
“The other girls burned my bed for what I did to you. And if I even so much as put a toe into my old room I’m hexed. I’ve been sleeping on and off her, and in abandoned classrooms.” I nod, angry that this had gone on in my school and I hadn’t been informed about it.
“Then you’ll come stay in my rooms with me and my mates. You’ll have your own room, and as soon as we find alternative quarters for you you can have your own room, and then you won’t have to worry about hearing me fuck my mates.”
“Charming.” She says sarcastically. “What will they think? Your mates, and your friends.”
“They’ll be angry at first, but they know how much of a bleeding heart I am, and they’ll understand after I explain everything to them.”
“They won’t try to kill me?”
“Draco might. But they all do exactly as I tell them to do.”
“I have another question.”
“Ok. Ask.”
“I don’t like him anymore, not after what he did made me lose you, but, where is Ronald?”
“He used to live in my rooms, entertainment for me and my mates, but I got bored with him and locked him up in the basement of one of my houses.”
“Oh. I see.”
“Would you like him? My gift to you, to do with whatever you please.”
“You would do that?”
“I’m going to kill him anyway probably… maybe. If you want him, you can have him.”
“C-can I r-rape him?” I look at her shocked.
“Why would you want to do that?”
“It’s his fault all of this happened to me. If he hadn’t convinced me to do what I did, I would have still had you as my friend, and because of that, we could have studied together and my father wouldn’t have raped me for being a failure.”
“I see. You can do whatever you want with him. You can beat him bloody and destroy his ass and cock for all I care.”
“Really?”
“Like I said. My gift to you. You can do whatever you want with him.”
“W-would y-y-ou… never mind…”
“Would I what? Hermes, if we’re going to be friends again you have to tell me things.” She sighs deeply and blushes bright red.
“Will you watch me do it?” I look at her my eyebrows buried in my hairline.
“Watch you destroy the boy that tried his damnedest to destroy me? Hells yeah I will! I’ll even teach you how to use a whip and strap on. As well as some handy little enchantments for sex toys to keep your hands free.”
“I would like that.”
“Why do you want me to watch though?”
“I feel like… I feel like I am supposed to be watched by other girls during sex. No matter what kind it is.” I nod and move that bit of info to the back of my mind to think about later.
“Ok. I have no objection. You want him now, or after you get cleaned up?”
“I want a shower first, clean off the tears. I don’t want him to see me was weak any longer. Then I want him.”
“Would it bother you if Draco and Blaze watch too?” She’s silent for a moment thinking.
“No. That feels right too.” I place that bit with the last bit of info to examine later.
Once we reach my rooms I set up a room for Hermione complete with her one bathroom. Once that is done I sit her down and teacher the spells I told her about. After she has those mastered I teach her to use a whip and a riding crop before telling her about how to use a strap on. After Hermione is out of the shower and getting ready I call Kreature to me and have him go fetch my old toy, Ronald.
“Why am I here?” He asks looking around blinking in the, what must be bright to him, lights. He focuses in on me and looks shocked. “Tia? Did you finally realize you need me?”
“I don’t need you.” I scoff reclining on the couch. “You’re usefulness to me ended. I was going to just kill you if I couldn’t think of anything else to do to you. However, I’ve decided to give you as a gift to someone.”
“Who?”
“Me.” We both look over to the door to Hermione’s room and I see her dressed all in a skin tight, red, rubber, licra dress. She look a little nervous but shakes it away and walks towards the youngest Weasley. “You are the reason that my father rapped me and that I lost everything I once held dear. Because of you persuading me to hurt Harry I lost EVERYTHING! Now you will pay.” I watched in excitement as she tied him up with a spell and a wave of her wand into the position she wanted him in before whipping her mercelously and finally using an exact copy of the king dong the twins got me as a joke for Christmas plowed into his ass without preparation, without lube. Ruthlessly thrusting into his unused hole until it bled from the internal tearing, when she felt the resistance lessen because of the use of his own blood as lube she thrust harder, faster. All the while the traitor was screaming like a little girl, begging for mercy, pleading with Hermione to stop, to me to make her stop. After he had passed out from the pain I went over to Hermione and made her stop.
“Hermes, I don’t want you to have his death on your hands.” She nods sobbing again and unstraps the harness holding the three foot long nine inch circumference dildo onto her pelvis over her “dress” leaving the thing inside of him.
“Get rid of him. Please? I never want to see him again.” I nod and she hugs me one last time before going to her room and locking the door.
“Kreature.”
“Mistress has need of me?” The old elf asks as he pops into the room once more.
“Get rid of him. Take him to the darkest and most forgotten place you can think of that I own. Put him in the dungeon of that place.”
“As mistress requests.”
“And make sure he’s only fed once a week.”
“Mistress is so mean. Kreature love it!” And with that the elf and the animal were gone and all I wanted was a nap and to think things over. So I moved into my room an dclimbed into bed with Blaze running my fingers thru his hair thinking over Hermione’s problem, and how to help her falling asleep after a couple hours.
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A/N: A little longer, not much, but a little! I hope you all like it! I didn't think I was gonna get this done and up tonight, because I thought I had to work at 11am... turns out I don't work until 1pm... so after going to my basement to check my work times I came back up and finished this for you all!
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