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Chapter 4

B.L. P.P. L.L. D.M. 02/24/98

Pansy was giving Draco a blow job. As Hugo watched he appraised her technique. Not bad… for a girl, he thought, and smiled to himself. He also noted a strong similarity between father and son.

It was later that night, and he was in a memory entitled B.L. P.P. L.L. D.M. 02/24/98. Scorpius had hinted that this one was one of his father’s favorites, and Hugo could see why. He was clearly very much in love with the damaged Miss Parkinson. For several minutes before she started stroking Draco’s cock, he had held her while she cried. The Dark Lord had murdered her parents the previous night for the crime of running out of money for him to spend, and her brother for just being present.

Now she was a refugee in Malfoy manor. Draco had saved her, and she was enthusiastically showing her thanks. She had obviously done this many times for Draco, for there was no instruction or commentary from Draco, just moans of pleasure.

The door flew open and Bellatrix strode into Draco’s bedroom followed by Luna. This night Bellatrix wore a leather bustier, a leather thong, and thigh-high, spike-heeled leather boots. In her hand, her wand had been transformed into a cat of nine tails. Luna wore nothing. “Oh, you started without us,” Bellatrix said with a fake pout.

Pansy practically threw herself into the corner farthest from Bellatrix. She was pressed between the wall, the headboard and Draco. “Aunt Bella,” Draco said in his aristocratic drawl. “To what do we owe the pleasure?”

“We’re joining you and your whore tonight, Draco.” She looked at Pansy, and her commanding voice said, “Resume.”

Pansy was trembling violently. “It’s okay, Pan,” Draco said softly. “She won’t hurt you. I’ll make sure.”

“Will you?” Bellatrix said snidely.

Draco stared down his Aunt. “Yes, Aunt Bella, I will.”

Bellatrix smiled at her nephew. “A spine at last! I knew there was Black in you.” She looked at Luna. “Assist her.”

Luna crossed to the bed and took Pansy’s hand. “Hello, Pansy,” she said. “Can you show me what Draco likes? I’ve only practiced on wands.”

Pansy’s eyes never left Bellatrix as she slid down Draco’s body and shakily took his cock in her hand. “He… he likes this,” she said, and licked from base to tip.

“May I?” Luna asked.

A small smile, a barest hint of the old Pansy was on her face for a moment as she said, “Sure, let’s see what you’ve got.”

Luna replicated Pansy’s actions and Draco leaned back against the headboard grinning. “Teach her, Pan. You are the best, after all.”

“Is she?” Bellatrix said in her haughty tone. “Is she really? Even better than I am, Draco?”

“She can do everything you can do, Aunt Bella, and more. Show them, Pan.”

Hugo and Luna saw the look of loathing Pansy shot at Bellatrix, but the older woman was looking at her whip wand. Then Pansy looked at Luna. “First, no teeth. Draco’s on the large side, so be careful. Like this.” Pansy rolled her lips over her teeth and took just the top of Draco’s cock in her mouth. Hugo and Luna could see her tongue rolling around it and Draco moaned, closing his eyes. Pansy then took his cock almost to the back of her throat, and after a moment made a small gagging sound and withdrew from him. “Try that, Lovegood.”

“I might manage better than you think, Pansy. Madam Lestrange has been instructing me.” Luna took Draco’s cock in her mouth, rolled her tongue around it just as Pansy had done, and then took him so far that her lips brushed Pansy’s fingers where they gripped his cock.

“Oh, holy fuck!” Draco said as his eyes flew wide.

“I’ve been training her for several weeks now. She has no gag reflex anymore, Draco,” Bellatrix said. “Don’t you find that lovely?”

Luna backed off halfway and then took him again, and then again. Each time she brushed Pansy’s hand with her lips, she swallowed and Draco cursed.

“Great Merlin,” Draco said, “That’s incredible.”

“Yes,” Bellatrix said, “I have discovered that our little blood traitor has many unused talents.” She looked at Pansy. “Resume.”

As Pansy took Draco back, she attempted to replicate Luna’s actions but gagged badly. “Oh, relax your throat, Pansy,” Luna said, “Like you’re about to take a big drink. And when you feel like gagging, swallow.” Pansy tried again and was moderately successful. “Yes, like that.”

The two girls traded back and forth, Pansy showing Luna how Draco liked his balls stroked lightly while she bobbed her head on his cock and Luna coaching Pansy until she could take Draco to the back of her throat, too. All the while, Bellatrix watched and diddled herself with the butt end of the cat of nine tails.

A swish sounded in the room and the whip came down across Luna’s arse. Not hard enough to leave welts, but firm enough to elicit a moan from the blonde girl. “Come to me, my pet,” Bellatrix said, and Luna crawled across the floor as Bellatrix sat back in the chair. The black haired witch smiled down at her and banished her thong. “Lick me.”

A small nod and Luna dipped her lips to Bellatrix’s now shaven pussy. She drew the outer folds into her mouth and Bellatrix let out a moan of pleasure of her own. All the while she was intently watching Pansy suck Draco.

“You want to fuck them, don’t you, Draco?” Bellatrix asked after a few minutes.

“I intend to fuck Pansy, yes,” he said and laughed. “I think she’s enough for me.”

“But not for me,” Bellatrix said. “Constrictus!” she said and flicked her whip at Draco’s cock. A small ring of silver appeared at the base, squeezing into the soft flesh.

A cock ring? thought Hugo. Imaginative.

“You two,” Bellatrix said, indicating Pansy and Luna. “Amuse yourselves… and me.” She smiled. “While I show you how to properly fuck a man.” Luna moved away from her as she rose from the chair “Stand up Draco, back to the wall.” Bellatrix commanded. She dragged the chair across the room with her and placed it a few feet in front of Draco. “Good and hard,” she said as she stroked him. Bellatrix turned her back to Draco and bent over, bracing one hand on the chair while grasping Draco’s cock and guiding him into her. “AHHH! Such a nice cock!” she purred.

With a flick of her wand, Bellatrix conjured a double-headed dildo into existence. “Show the whore what you can do, my pet.”

The dildo had a grip in the center. Luna grasped it and guided one half into her. She let out a slow moan and instructed Pansy to sit on the floor across from her. “Scoot a little closer, yes, there,” she said and grasped Pansy’s right leg. “This one over the top of mine, the other one under, good. Now slide closer.”

Pansy scooted toward Luna until the other end of the dildo was pressed against her. Luna slid the dildo partly out of herself in into Pansy.

“Oh, Merlin!” Pansy said in a kind of awe.

“It gets better, Pansy,” Luna said and moved toward Pansy until only her fist separated them. “Now, Madam Lestrange.”

“Vibrus! ” Bellatrix said breathily as she waved the whip at them.

Pansy squealed as the dildo came to life. “Oh god, oh fuck, oh shit… Oh… Oh…”

Luna moaned herself; then she looked at Pansy, smiled, grasped her foot, and suckled her big toe.

Pansy shivered in pleasure. “My god, Lovegood!”

“Yes, I find that my feet are erogenous zones, also. Do you like this?” And she sucked her little toe.

Pansy’s only response was a wide eyed pant.

Hugo looked back at Bellatrix and Draco to find that the older woman had pinned Draco to the wall and was grinding herself on him. She diddled her clit and cursed while she and Draco watched the girls on the floor. “Quite the sight, isn’t it?” she asked, as she rocked back and forth on Draco’s cock.

Hugo didn’t really pay attention to Draco’s answer because at that moment the two girls came. Luna jerked the dildo back and forth between them. Pansy howled and Luna squeaked, and the two girls collapsed on the floor, breathless.

Hugo looked back to find Draco with a large grin and Bellatrix with a satisfied smirk. The dark woman thrust herself onto Draco a few more times and shuddered as she too came. “Lay on the floor,” she commanded Draco. “You, whore,” she addressed Pansy. “Sit on his cock.”

Pansy withdrew from the dildo and Luna with a small whimper and crawled to Draco.

“Faster.” The lash came down on Pansy’s bare arse. Not hard, but it still left a faint red mark. Pansy hastily straddled Draco, positioned his cock against her opening, and slid onto him. She couldn’t help the sigh of pleasure.

Bellatrix looked at Luna. “Bouncing ball, my pet.”

Luna crawled over to Pansy and Draco, “You will love this, Pansy,” Luna said knowingly. “Lean back, yes, like that. Put your hands on Draco’s shins, good. Now bring your feet up to his sides.” Luna turned to Bellatrix. “She’s ready.”

Bellatrix flicked her wand at Pansy and she floated free of the floor about a half inch.

“Now, reach forward and wrap your arms around your legs,” Luna instructed as she stood.

“I’ll crush his bollocks,” Pansy protested.

“No, you’re levitated, trust us,” Luna said.

Pansy did as instructed, and Hugo saw that the cheeks of her arse were just touching Draco’s thighs as she floated over him. She hugged her arms around her legs, her whole body folded into a ball as she floated above Draco.

“Now, my pet,” Bellatrix commanded.

Luna grabbed Pansy by the shoulders and spun her.

“OH, GREAT FUCKING MERLIN!!!” Draco shouted.

Pansy was open-mouthed with a stunned expression. She was twirling like a top around Draco’s cock.

“Well, now your little whore knows a new trick,” Bellatrix said in a satisfied voice.

Luna grasped Pansy’s shoulders and pushed down as she spun her again. Pansy bounced off Draco’s hips, rebounded a few inches and then slid back down to bounce off his hips again. Luna gave her another small push-down-and-spin every time Pansy rotated to face her, and Pansy was soon bobbing up and down while twirling. It was all too much and she came, shivering and moaning. She unfolded herself, slid off Draco, and flopped to the floor when Bellatrix dispelled the levitation.

All the while Bellatrix had paced around the room, watching from every angle. “Excellent! Well done, my pet,” she told Luna, “I think it’s time you had a real cock.” She looked at Pansy. “You were Slytherin. Tell me the old traditions are still kept.”

“What traditions?” Pansy asked, dazed, avoiding Bellatrix’s eyes.

“In third year…”

“Oh, that,” Pansy said with a nod. “Yes.” She looked at Luna. “Every Halloween, the sixth year girls raid the dorm of the third year girls and ‘introduce them to the pleasant company of their fellow women.’”

“Yes, you remember it well,” Bellatrix said. “So, show me you paid attention. Prepare her for him.”

Pansy nodded. “Do they do something like that in Ravenclaw?” she asked Luna.

Luna smiled. “In a way. I get the impression that the Slytherin tradition is more forceful. Ours is scholarly.” She closed her eyes and smiled broadly. “There is quite a lot of practical instruction though, and we have an assigned mentor. Mine was Cho Chang.”

Pansy appeared genuinely curious. “Did she teach you well?” she asked as she crawled across the floor to Luna.

“Ask Madam Lestrange,” Luna said with a smug grin.

Bellatrix chuckled. “I was very pleasantly surprised.” She looked contemplative for a moment. “Yes, do each other.”

Pansy crawled down Luna’s body, kissing her breasts, her stomach, her navel, and then finally dragging her tongue through the soft blonde curls of Luna’s pussy. When Luna rocked against her, Pansy buried her face and tongued Luna fiercely. Luna moaned loudly and pulled Pansy’s hips down until she could slide her own tongue through the dark forest of Pansy’s pussy.

Hugo laughed to himself. This was a sight he hadn’t anticipated. He knew both these women well, and had never imagined that anything like this had happened in their lives. He knew that they knew each other, and were on quite friendly terms, but he had no idea that their friendship was founded on such a bizarre chain of events. They were giving each other a furious tonguing.

And they both appeared to be very good at it.

Muffled squeaks and moans came drifting up from the floor until it appeared Pansy won whatever competition they were having, and Luna cried out as she came hard. “Oh, Pansy, that was every bit as good as Cho. Thank you.” She tried to rise from her prone position but couldn’t. Pansy laughed, turned herself around, then she placed a passionate kiss on Luna’s lips.

“You’re not so bad yourself, Lovegood,” she said.

“Yes, very nice,” Bellatrix said. She looked at Draco. “Fuck my pet, Draco.”

When Bellatrix turned back to observe Luna and Pansy, Hugo saw Draco catch Pansy’s eye. He saw the unspoken question pass between them, and Pansy gave him a small smile of assurance. Hugo wasn’t sure, but he suspected there was more than a hint of permission in that smile.

Draco knelt and ran his hand down Luna’s body, from her neck, between her breasts, past her navel, until he reached his goal. Then he swept a finger through her wet folds and looked in her eyes. “I am many things, Lovegood,” he said, almost in a whisper, “Many things I’m not proud of, but I am not a rapist.”

“I know, Draco.” She smiled at him.

“Only if you want,” he said seriously.

She nodded. “I want.”

He grinned and positioned himself over her. Pansy rolled to her hands and knees, crawled across the floor, and sat cross-legged opposite Draco. She gently lifted Luna by the shoulders and rocked forward until Luna’s head and shoulders were in her lap. Then she reached down, cupped the blonde girl’s breasts and tweaked her nipples. A moan sounded from deep in Luna’s throat as Draco slid slowly inside her.

“Oh my, that is much nicer than a wand,” Luna said and shivered, “Oh.”

Pansy snickered. “I sometimes come a little too when he first takes me.”

Draco leaned forward and kissed her. Then he bent and kissed Luna. “Are you ready?”

Luna nodded, and Draco began a slow thrust.

“Isn’t he marvelous, my pet?” Bellatrix asked.

Luna looked up dazedly. “Oh yes, Madam, yes… yes…”

“Excellent,” Bellatrix said, and brought the whip down firmly across Draco’s arse. “Faster now. Fuck her, Draco, fuck her hard.”

Draco sped up while Pansy stroked Luna’s breasts and slid a hand down to diddle her own clit. Bellatrix brought the whip down across Draco’s arse again and again, and soon there were dozens of faint red stripes running from his arse to the middle of his back.

Hugo observed that, instead of losing enthusiasm for the task at hand, it seemed to arouse Draco to a higher level.

“I’m going to come,” Luna said in high, strained voice. “I…I... AAAAHHHH!” She thrashed her head back and forth and squeaked, “Oh, oh, fuck, oh fuck.” Then she started to cry.

Draco was immediately concerned. “Luna? What’s wrong?” he asked.

“Nothing,” she said with a wet smile. She stroked her hand down his face. “Thank you, Draco. Thank you so much. While this is not how I would have chosen to have my first fuck, you were very good and kind. You gave me a spectacular orgasm, thank you so much.” She pulled him down into a passionate kiss.

Pansy smiled down at them and brushed her hand down Draco’s hair. “He’s taken, Lovegood. Remember that.”

Luna released Draco from the kiss and smiled up at Pansy. “Oh, I know. Thank you so much for sharing him.” She laid her hand against Pansy’s cheek. “Thank you both. If there’s anything I can ever do for you, all you have to do is ask.”

“Yes, how sweet,” Bellatrix said. “Well done, Draco. I think we can let you come now.” She looked at Pansy. “You have proven useful and entertaining. You may finish him.”

Pansy looked back down in Luna’s eyes and smiled. “Want to help?” she asked and stroked a hand down Luna’s hair.

“Hmmm,” Luna sighed and leaned into the caress. “Yes, I’d like that.”

Pansy looked up at Draco. “Have a seat.”

Draco chuckled and withdrew from Luna, who whimpered at the loss. Pansy helped Luna get to her knees, and together they crawled to Draco where he sat in the chair. Bellatrix looked on with a half-crazed smile as first Pansy then Luna sucked him. The two girls traded back and forth until Draco was squirming in the chair.

“Now,” Bellatrix said, and flicked her whip-wand at Draco. The cock ring vanished, and Draco howled as he was suddenly pitched violently over the edge into a thundering orgasm. The first blast of come sailed between the two girls and across the room to land with a splat on Bellatrix’s boot. The rest painted the faces of the two girls before him.

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Hugo sat, whiskey in hand, across from Scorpius in front of the fireplace in the study. “You understand Madam Scamander and Pansy’s friendship now?” Scorpius asked.

“Yes, and a good deal more about Madam Parkinson, too.” He fell silent for a few minutes, and Scorpius let him think on what he had seen. “There were a lot of people who wanted… after the war… they wanted her blood. When did Uncle Harry find out about… all this?” He waved his hand in a circle.

“Dad went to him early on and told him, I don’t know, a lot.” Scorpius shrugged. “He told me that was when he and your uncle started really speaking.” He smiled. “I remember him telling me he thought Potter would make him grovel.” He shook his head. “Dad never did understand what it’s like to be a Gryffindor like me; it’s hard enough for you Ravenclaws to understand us.” He shrugged. “Well, your uncle stopped him in mid-supplication, and Dad says he laughed and told him to get to the point.”

Hugo smiled. “I read his testimony a few days back. The Wizengamut pretty much let him determine the punishments for the collaborators at Hogwarts.” He smirked. “Assigning the Slytherins to collect Snape’s body and prepare the funeral for him was a stroke of genius.”

“Yeah, it was,” Scorpius agreed, “It changed the whole idea of what it was to be Slytherin. Severus Snape was a very flawed man, but he showed the entire house what they should do with their ability at subterfuge.”

“Well, this has been a day.” Hugo looked over the top of his whiskey glass and grinned. “Bed?”

Scorpius smiled back. “Charmer,” he said, stood, and led Hugo from the study.
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