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A Changing World	By : greenroses Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 9572 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
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Tom Riddle's whole life changed when he was adopted by James and Lily Potter. They told him that he was a wizard, and accepted him into their family and home. In a few months, they said, he would even get to go to Hogwarts which was a magical school where he could learn to control and expand his abilities.
He was ecstatic. When he saw Harry, their red-headed daughter who was the same age as him, he was a little bummed to find out he had to share their parents' attention.
Until he realized just how much attention the Potters gave each other.
His first breakfast with them, when he saw Harry run down the stairs and jump into James' lap, he didn't think much of it.
A few weeks later, when he noticed that every time James left for work, he would give not just Lily, but Harry a kiss on the lips too. Again, he didn't think anything of it, it was probably a normal thing to do.
What wasn't normal—and he was certain of this—was the way James was so open to feeling up his wife. Lily always wore short clothes that were very revealing, Tom learned a lot about his adopted mother just by being privy to parts of a lady he'd never seen before. And James was a proud man. He liked to indulge himself and often pressed up against Lily to grope her well-endowed breasts. A few times, Tom even noticed James sneak a hand down her shorts and rub her.
And then Tom noticed that one of the days when Harry was having breakfast on James' lap, he was very touchy too. Harry finished eating and gave him a kiss before hopping off.
It made Tom curious enough to experiment.
On one of the nights that James was away on Auror duty, Tom tiptoed into their bedroom and gently woke Lily up.
"I had a nightmare," he lied.
"Oh, sweetie," she cooed. "Do you want to sleep with me tonight?"
He nodded and climbed on the bed next to her. He positioned himself so his face was level with her bosom and wrapped his arms around her.
"What did you dream about?"
"My mother dying."
"Oh," her face turned into a sad frown again. "Well, I'm your new mother and I'm going anywhere."
She pulled him closer and his face smushed in her boobs.
"But you're not my real mother," he pouted. "The matron at the orphanage said real mothers breastfeed their children, that's how the bond is formed."
"Well, it's a little late," Lily said, "But we can do that now."
He watched with hungry eyes as she pulled her tank top down, revealing her pert breasts. Tom licked his lips, remembered to give her one more innocent look before he closed his eyes and latched onto a nipple.
He suckled softly, enjoying the fleshy mound. Her nipple hardened in his mouth so he dropped that and switched to the other.
He alternated between the two, keeping note of Lily's soft breaths. And when it got really late, they fell asleep, with her tit in his mouth.
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It wasn't just the Potters. People in the wizarding world were much more comfortable touching each other and showing off their bodies.
Walking down the Hogwarts Express, Tom spotted at least four couples heavily making out with each other. Two of them were grinding against the other. When they reached the school and were led into the Great Hall by McGonagall, he couldn't help but notice how her robes were fitted and accentuated her breasts and ass.
The Headmaster had to give a warning that sex for students under the age of sixteen was prohibited. For over sixteen year olds, he reminded them that the castle was held together with many enchantments and protections and one of them was an anti-pregnancy enchantment.
He was liking this world more and more.
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Present Day
James was away for the weekend. Whenever he was, Tom would take advantage of the opportunity to warm Lily's bed. Him and Harry would leave for Hogwarts soon, starting their fifth year, he wanted to get as much time with her as possible. Even at fifteen, he still slept in his mother's bed when he had a 'nightmare'.
Tom brushed his teeth and then slipped into Lily's room. Lily was already in bed, her reading glasses on and a book in hand.
"Ready for bed?" she asked, as he stripped naked. Tom licked his lips and nodded, sliding in beside her. She removed her glasses, set her book aside and pulled her tank top off.
Tom shuffled closer to press his body against hers before taking a nipple in his mouth. One of his hands slipped inside her panties to rub her too. She moaned and pressed his head closer to her boobs while also spreading her legs more. Tom inserted a finger into her wet snatch and slowly stroked it. He pulled out when she came but didn't remove his hand. Keeping his hand in her panties, cupping her vagina, and one of her nipples in his mouth, he went to sleep.
He woke up first in the morning. Lily was asleep with his hand in her panties still and her breasts out in the open. He latched onto the other nipples, sucking softly as first and then harder to wake her up. When she only moaned, he gathered her slick in his fingers and plunged inside her pussy.
"Tom?" she whispered, waking up.
"Mhm," Tom hummed, her nipple still in his mouth. He switched to suck the other one again, holding the fleshy mound in his hand harshly.
"We should probably get up now. Head downstairs."
He finished up his work and then pulled away from her. Slipping on his boxers, he padded downstairs to see James had returned early in the morning and of course, Harry was there to greet him. With her skirt hiked and legs spread apart.
James ate his daughter out on the dining table, making her moan loud.
"Too loud," Tom snapped, slapping her breast lightly. She only moaned again. Smirking, Tom groped her boob before slapping it again and turning around to make breakfast. He decided to let James have her for the morning.
It was September first today, they were going back to Hogwarts. Tom would have Harry all year.
He flicked his wand to start the kettle. The wonderful thing about the Potters was that they let him do a lot. Magic was prohibited outside of Hogwarts, but it couldn’t be traced in areas where of-age wizards lived. It was the responsibility of the parents to ensure their children didn’t perform magic, and both Lily and James allowed Tom to do as much magic as he pleased. They recognized his skills and have come to appreciate his talent.
Lily came to his side to help him make breakfast. Tom cracked the eggs in the pan while she cooked bacon and sausages in another.
“Get me the plates, please,” she asked. Tom could use magic to levitate them out of the cupboards and place them in front of her, but he opted to take them by hand. His forearm brushed against Lily’s tits as he put the stack of plates down in front of her. He made sure to graze her boobs again as he retracted his arm.
Harry panted shrilly, making Tom glance back to the scene behind him. James had his arms wrapped around Harry’s thighs and his face buried in her pussy. He had made her cum at least twice, but that didn’t cease his hunger. His nose and cheeks were glistening with his wetness.
Currently, he was tongue-fucking her. James was the best caster of a tongue-extending spell that elongated one’s tongue just a few more centimeters. Tom was still trying to get it right—he always went a little too far and was left with a tongue too big to fit his mouth.
James concentrated a little to force his tongue to go as deep as it can into Harry’s pussy before stroking her inner walls, making her cum a third time. He pulled out, and sucked and kissed her folds to get as much of her juices as possible. His slightly elongated tongue licked from her asshole up to her clit with a schlorp as he collected all the drips of cum that leaked.
Harry was a moaning mess, oversensitive from her repeated orgasms, but James didn’t care. He was a man hungry for his daughter’s sweet juices and greedily taking everything he could.
“James, that’s enough,” Lily sighed, startling Tom out of his trance. “Leave the poor girl alone.”
Harry whined softly in the background as James cleaned up her pussy.
“Call her what she is,” Tom snorted. “A whore.”
Harry turned her head to pin Tom with a glare. He only snickered in response.
“Thanks, Daddy,” she said sweetly to James.
He beamed at her like she just gave him the biggest compliment and pulled her to his lap. Harry straddled his legs as he wrapped his arms tight around her and shoved his now regular-sized tongue into her mouth. Harry gladly accepted this intrusion, slipping her own tongue into his mouth to reciprocate what should be a French kiss, but was really father and daughter exploring each other a different way.
James kissed her deeply. Tom watched with a disgusted expression as they swapped spit and when they pulled away there was a string of saliva between them. Ew. He knew for a fact that Harry didn’t care for this, but James loved to explore her so she happily obliged for him.
James chuckled and kissed her properly a few more times. “I’m going to miss you darling,” he murmured.
“Me too, Daddy,” she said.
“Harry, get off your father and eat your breakfast or you will be late. You still need to shower,” Lily ordered.
Harry slipped off James’ lap and sat at her seat on the table which was adjacent to him. Tom turned back to his eggs to plate them each before levitating three of the plates to set in front of James, Lily and his own seat.
“Where’s mine?” Harry asked immediately.
“I didn’t make any for you,” Tom lied.
“Hey!”
“Why don’t you come suck my cock and maybe I’ll—”
“Mum!” Harry called, annoyed.
“Merlin, I am not going to miss this bickering,” Lily muttered to James, ignoring both her children.
Tom rolled his eyes at how easy it was to aggravate Harry. He carried her plate over to the table and placed it in front of her. Then he abruptly tugged her camisole down to pop out her breasts. She pulled it back up and he repeated the action.
“Tom! Stop it,” she huffed.
He smirked and walked behind her to shove his hand down her camisole and softly squeeze her budding tits. They weren’t Lily’s size, but there were a nice handful. He tweaked a nipple, causing her to huff in annoyance again.
“Daddy!” she moaned this time, after her mother was no help.
“Tom, leave your sister alone,” James droned, opening the Daily Prophet. He yawned and rubbed a hand over his tired face.
Tom removed his hand from Harry’s shirt and finally took his seat at the table.
“Say, do you think I can start fucking this year?” Tom wondered. “We won’t be in sixth year yet, but I will turn sixteen this December.”
“I would try not to get caught,” James smirked wolfishly. “However, even if you do, I doubt they’ll make a good case against you because you will be sixteen.”
“And a Prefect, so it’s unlikely you’ll get caught,” Lily grinned. She reached over to pinch and caress his cheek. “My sweet, little Prefect.”
Tom allowed the praise because any and all love from Lily stroked his ego. When she returned to her food, his eyes flicked over to Harry who was already watching him. She rolled her eyes.
“Done!” Harry announced, pushing her plate forward and rising from her seat.
“You didn’t eat all your fruit,” Lily pointed out.
“I’m full.”
“Fine,” she said, taking the fruit for herself. “Straight to the shower, young lady!”
James sighed and closed his the paper, tossing it back on the table. He stretched and yawned again before calling to Harry, “Sweetheart, do you need help?”
“Yes, Daddy!” she called back from the bathroom.
Tom made eye contact with Lily and they both shared an exasperated look. The whole reason Harry needed a shower was because James made her cum three times, and now he was going to help her wash.
‘Wash’ which really meant that he was going to rub tenderly all the place she ‘couldn’t’ reach which was going to make her wet all over again.
Tom used the other shower to actually shower before dressing in his school uniform and pinning his Prefect badge on. When Harry and James inevitably made them late, he didn’t have to worry about looking proper for the Prefect’s meeting.
And Tom wanted to look proper because the Head Girl was Penelope Clearwater, and he was hoping to get some action with her. She had blonde hair and crystal blue eyes. Her skin was flawless and she practically radiated innocence.
Tom met her eyes and grinned at her. She averted her gaze as if she hadn’t noticed but the blush on her cheek told him everything he needed to know.
He and Daphne Greengrass were made Slytherin Prefects. He subtly checked her out too, while Penelope went over their list of duties. She was cute too. He couldn’t wait until next year when the ban on sex for his year was lifted and he could finally engage in all the sex he wanted at school.
While James and Lily let Harry and Tom try a lot of different things at home, their virginities were technically still intact. It was less about preserving their chastity, and more about preventing unwanted pregnancies, since chastity was already not a common concept in the wizarding world.
He’d had his cock sucked and jerked off, but he had yet to experience what being buried inside a pussy felt like. Similarly, Harry had been eaten out and even brought to orgasm with fingers, but she’d never had a dick inside her cunt.
When they were dismissed from the meeting, Tom winked at Penelope once and then strode out after Greengrass. He had the option of sitting with the fifth-year Slytherins, or finding Harry to sit with her. Usually he chose Harry because he didn’t really like anyone in their year except her.
However, Daphne’s ass was looking particularly nice from here. Tom tilted his head and shamelessly stared down at her as she walked ahead of him. In two strides, he matched her pace and snuck his hand under to skirt to squeeze her bum.
Daphne gasped and turned back to see Tom grin down at her knowingly. He stroked her smooth ass and cupped a cheek. His fingers slipped between her crack to ghost over her pussy lips.
“Greengrass,” he murmured in greeting.
“Riddle,” she breathed back, blushing. Daphne continued walking as if nothing was amiss. Because why would she? Tom was very popular for his looks, but he was also popular because it was rare to get his attention, seeing as he didn’t like anyone.
“I was thinking perhaps it’d be beneficial for the two of us to get to know each other better? Seeing as we will be Prefects together.”
She smiled shyly and nodded.
“Excellent,” Tom smirked, stopping where they were and leaning against the wall. He pulled Daphne in by her bum and they locked lips. She kissed him eagerly and wrapped her hands around his neck, while he lifted her skirt and groped her ass.
“Fifth year Prefects! This is inappropriate behaviour for you to be exhibiting on the train,” Penelope snapped.
Tom sighed in annoyance as Daphne quickly pulled away from him.
“We weren’t having sex, how is it inappropriate?” he asked.
“All sexual activities under sixth year are prohibitied,” she recited.
“Oh, come on,” he scoffed. “We were just snogging!”
“To your compartments, please,” she ordered.
Tom glared at her fiercely. Everyone did this, she was only stopping him and Daphne because she probably wanted to be the only one to have his attention. The thought reassured him and he smirked at her. She frowned and pushed past them before he could say another word.
Daphne was too nervous to pick up where they left off and scurried to her friends’ compartment.
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The Hogwarts Express finally reached Hogsmeade where he and the other Prefects led the first years to the boats.
Daphne had told her friends about her snog session with Tom Riddle and now the whole group of them were giggling at him and offering a seat on their carriage.
“Come, Tom, we have room!” Pansy Parkinson insisted.
“I can’t,” he rolled his eyes. “I have to find my sister.”
He pushed through the crowd of students until he finally found Harry next to her friends. Their carriage was just about to leave when he hopped on squeezed himself next to Harry.
“Oh, hey,” she said to him with a smile. They got along better when they were away from each other for a long while.
Tom draped an arm around the back of her seat to fit better on the carriage and as a result they were pressed really close together.
“I see Tom has been made a Prefect as well,” Hermione said. “Not that anyone is surprised.”
Tom squinted as he bent his neck to look past Harry and Hermione.
“Weasley—have you been made Prefect, too?” he said in shock. “Doesn’t feel like much of an accomplishment anymore, does it? If they’re making anyone Prefect.”
Ron’s ears turned red and he mumbled a snappy response while Harry elbowed Tom.
“Ow,” he laughed.
“Don’t be so rude!”
When they walked inside the castle, there was a delay or pileup of some sort that kept them waiting in the Entrance Hall for several minutes. Tom who had his arm wrapped around Harry’s waist, quickly got bored of this and let his hand travel lower. His caressed her round ass and carefully slipped his hand under her skirt.
Hermione, who was Muggleborn and still quite prudish, noticed from the corner of her eye and determinedly turned her head around. Tom smirked.
“Tom,” Harry said warningly, pulling his hand out of her skirt. “Stop it.”
“Why? Other people are doing it,” he said. There were some, admittedly older students, around them who had no problem openly groping each other. No one would care if they did it too unless a teacher came around. Which wasn’t happening any time soon.
Tom slid behind Harry to have better access to her body and slipped his hand beneath her skirt again and rubbed her over her panties.
“Tom,” she hissed, pulling his hand out again. He quickly replaced it with his other hand, and when she pulled that away too he simply alternated. When she used both hands to keep his away, he lightly slapped her wrist, held both hands against her chest, and forcefully snuck his finger inside her panties to aggressively rub her.
Harry squeaked softly, alerting Hermione of their actions. Tom grinned in amusement as he watched the Muggleborn blush and knew she was listening.
“If you want to be fucked by my fingers too, Granger, you need only ask,” he whispered.
Hermione whipped back to glare at him.
“Doesn’t necessarily mean I’ll do it,” he continued, “but at least it’s less embarrassing than being caught eavesdropping on us?”
“Tom, stop being so mean,” Harry huffed, but she didn’t pull his hand away. He grinded against her so his hard cock nestled between her ass cheeks and she quickly forgot what she was complaining about.
Before Tom could make Harry cum, McGonagall hurried into the Entrance Hall, apologized for the wait, and turned a blind eye too all the students who were doing questionable things. She allowed them to enter the Great Hall so he pulled his fingers out of Harry’s panties and licked them clean. James wasn’t at all crazy for being so addicted to Harry’s juices.
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