Lightning Strikes Twice (Harry Potter)(Time Travel)

A/N: Here's the new Chapter! Which also means the next four chapters are up on my Patreon for early access as well as the chance to vote on the direction of the story!

Tonks submits again and loves every last second of it~

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As she kneels there, bobbing up and down on Harry’s sizable cock with gusto, Tonks can’t help but wonder when he’ll finally ask her to transform into someone else. It hadn’t happened during their previous interactions, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t ready for it. It was how pretty much all of her relationships had always wound up, in the end. Every boy who had ever expressed interest in her wasn’t actually interested in HER at all… they were far more interested in her ability to shapeshift into other women.

Oh sure, they might start off small with asking her to just alter things about her own body. Like her tit size, or her hips, or a longer tongue to wrap around their cock. Speaking of which, Tonks makes sure to elongate her tongue now, doing so without even having to be asked. She knows it’ll make Harry feel better, so of course she does it.

Regardless, eventually it always wound up the same. Even the ‘nicest’ and ‘kindest’ of her boyfriends wound up broaching the subject of her turning into other women for them. As if that wasn’t a huge hit to her ego. As if that didn’t destroy her sense of self-worth and leave her constantly comparing herself to the women they wanted her to shapeshift into.

She still did it, admittedly. But the shame and guilt over using another witch’s likeness without their permission, combined with the insecurities and self-loathing… it always led to a breakup in the end. She just wasn’t allowed to be happy in that way. When it came to romance, her metamorphmagus abilities were more of a curse than a blessing.

But that was just it! Tonks wasn’t fooling herself when it came to Harry. There was no romance here. Just pure, honest domination and submission. It was hot even back when she thought it was just the two of them, and it’s hotter now that she knows he’s dominating her boss as well.

She wouldn’t mind transforming into other women for him, Tonks thinks to herself. She wouldn’t mind doing whatever he told her to do. She wants to make him happy. She wants to pleasure him with all her heart and all her magic. Bobbing up and down his cock even more swiftly, she gurgles as she stares up at him, swirling her elongated tongue around his shaft and removing her gag reflex so she can take him all the way down the back of her clenching throat without fail.

And yet… he doesn’t say a word about her turning into others. He doesn’t even tell her to use her shapeshifting for his pleasure. She does it anyways of course. Longer tongue, pillowy lips, bigger tits. She does it all. All the while, Harry stares down at her with a strange sort of knowing smile on his face and a hand gripping down on her constantly color-changing hair.

Until finally, he lets out a low sigh.

“Here it comes, Tonks.”

That’s all the warning that the shapeshifting witch gets, but to be fair… that’s also all she needs. As his cum pours down the back of her throat, Tonks doesn’t struggle to swallow it at all. She really is the perfect cocksucker, the perfect fuck doll, the perfect whore. Maybe that’s why she feels like she really resonates with Harry’s particular brand of domination in such a big way.

He doesn’t pretend. He doesn’t act like he loves her, or like she’s the only one for him. He doesn’t say he likes her just the way she is one moment, and then turn around and tell her to transform into someone else the next. Sure, maybe he’s a little young for her… but if he’s not too young for Madam Bones, then Tonks really can’t bring herself to feel guilty about that anymore.

As he pulls his cock out of her mouth and looks down at her, Tonks looks up at him, licking her lips and grinning raunchily.

“How do you want me next, Harry? You know, we could wake Madam Bones back up and I could transform into her if you wanted to fuck twins…”

“No. Up on the desk.”

Tonks flushes at his denial, even as she’s pulled to her feet. She’s still dressed, but that doesn’t last long as Harry removes her clothes without a wand and subsequently lifts up so she’s sitting on the edge of her boss’ desk. She’d half-expected Harry to bend her over it, just like he did the DMLE Director. But no, instead she’s free to wrap her arms and legs around his body, hugging him tightly even as she comes to terms with that startling display of magic.

He’d just stripped her naked not just wandlessly, but wordlessly. Silent magic wasn’t the sort of thing they even taught at Hogwarts until Sixth and Seventh Year. Some people never managed it at all, while some could only do the most basic spells with it. Tonks had a minor knack for it, and could cast some basic magic without saying a word. But she definitely couldn’t do it without her wand.

Tonks’ breath hitches as Harry’s cock, still throbbing and rock hard, presses against her slit. Then, tightening her leg lock around his waist, she pulls him in deeper, filling herself with him. At the same time, her enlarged breasts finally come into play as she pulls his head down into her bosom and arches her back, pushing her tits up into his face.

Harry responds by lavishing her sensitive chest with attention, even as he fucks her savagely. Tonks’ wanton moans and squealing cries fill the room, and she has to admit, Harry definitely knows how to not only fuck a woman, but also please a woman too. He’s got that perfect mixture of rough and pleasurable going on, and she can sort of get why Madam Bones fell for him just like she did.

Though, even amidst all the pleasure, her mind is still nagging at her about how strange it is that Harry hasn’t taken advantage of her skills further. That’s why, when he finally pulls away from her breasts and looks her in the eye while continuing to fuck her silly, Tonks pops the question.

“Is there… any other woman you might want me to turn into, H-Harry?”

Harry raises an eyebrow at her.

“And why would I want that?”

Blinking rapidly, Tonks is taken aback by his dry response for a long moment. Almost like he couldn’t believe she would even ask him that. Seriously?!

“B-Because I’m a shapeshifter, Harry! I’m a metamorphmagus! It’s sort of the most interesting thing about m-me!”

Harry pauses in fucking her and just peers at her for a moment wordlessly. Tonks gets more and more self-conscious the longer he does so, but it’s not like she can really get away. Finally, he breaks the awkward silence.

“You really don’t think much of yourself, do you Tonks?”

Tonks squawks, even as he goes back to fucking her. Her face goes red despite her abilities, and she flushes hard as she sputters in denial. Harry just grins at her roguishly, cutting off any sort of proper response.

“You have more value to me than as just some body-changing, shapeshifting fuck doll, Tonks. I like you for who you are. I like you as you are. If you want to alter your body to please me of your own volition, I won’t stop you… but I also have no need for you to pretend to be other women just to make me happy. I’m quite happy with the woman I have right here in front of me, right now.”

That… t-that…! Tonks doesn’t know how to respond. In the end, she doesn’t bother responding, she just leans in and buries her face in the crook of Harry’s neck so she doesn’t have to look him in the eye anymore. He chuckles in response and then lifts her off of the desk entirely, his hands groping at her ass and squeezing her buttocks while he proceeds to bounce her up and down on his cock nonstop.

Moaning up a storm right into his ear, Tonks cums over and over again on Harry’s member. She squeals and climaxes her way through orgasm after orgasm, until she’s barely able to keep holding onto Harry. He holds her up though, even as she gets weaker and weaker. Until finally, he cums with a grunt, finishing inside of her.

By the time they’re done, Tonks isn’t sure she can feel her legs. But as Harry pulls her off of his cock and sets her down, she’s surprised as a fresh strength enters her, revitalizing her and filling her with an energy she didn’t know she still had. It only takes Tonks a moment to realize she DIDN’T have that energy… until Harry gave it to her.

Another bout of wandless, silent magic. He was capable of so much more than she was at his age, it’s not even funny. Despite being able to easily stand on her own two feet, Tonks nevertheless collapses back to her knees… so she can proceed to clean Harry’s messy cock with her mouth and tongue once again.

Looking down at her as she does so, Harry gives Tonks a smile.

“There is one thing you’ll have to do for me though, Tonks.”

At this point, she’s ready to do just about anything, honestly.

“You are not to talk to Director Bones about this, or about me. She’s under quite a lot of stress right now, and finding out that things between her and I are no longer private will only add to that stress. Your peeping, along with our relationship, needs to remain secret for the foreseeable future. Am I understood?”

Blinking up at him, Tonks wants to protest at first. She totally gets that her boss is under a ton of pressure at the moment. She even gets why it might upset Madam Bones if she found out Tonks had watched them go at it. But on the other hand, maybe she could be an additional confidant for Amelia! Someone else for her to lean on, so to speak!

However… thinking about it for just a moment longer, Tonks realizes that keeping this a secret benefits her just as much as it benefits everyone else. Who knows how her boss would react to one of her subordinates spying on her while she was naked in her own office? Tonks really didn’t want to get on Amelia’s bad side, truth be told.

Pulling off of Harry’s pristine cock with a pop, Tonks looks up at him and nods, grinning.@@novelbin@@

“Of course, Harry. Your secret is safe with me.”

Sometimes, secrets were to protect the people who didn’t know about them. This was one of those secrets, Tonks figured. And even if Amelia was as much of a submissive bitch in bed as Tonks herself was… she was still an amazing leader, an awesome boss, and their best shot for a brighter future if she became the next Minister of Magic.

So Tonks wouldn’t say a word unless Harry told her otherwise. That said…

“Although, I do hope we can see each other more often too… now that I know you’re making routine visits to the Department, Harry.”

Looking up at him, Tonks bites her lower lip suggestively as she gives him her very best ‘sexy puppy eyes’. Harry looks down at her and snorts in amusement before letting out a sigh.

“I’ll see what I can do.”

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February 24th. The Second Task of the Triwizard Tournament had honestly snuck up on Harry just a little bit. But it was here now. After that… eventful meeting with Amelia in her office and the subsequent ‘talk’ with Tonks, the last several weeks had mostly been a whole lot of ‘hurry up and wait’.

While it would have been nice to have Amelia installed as Minister of Magic as soon as humanly possible, there was no accounting for bureaucracy. At the end of the day, the Ministry of Magic was still a Ministry, regardless of the Magic part. And that meant it was fucking slow. Slow as goddamn molasses.

It almost made Harry regret his decision to not just take over by force and conquer the British Isles as a Dark Lord in his own right. But alas, he was trying to do things the ‘right’ way… which mostly meant having Rita Skeeter write a whole lot of articles, some directed towards bolstering Amelia’s image, and many more directed at tearing down her would-be competitors and enemies.

All in all, they were doing quite well… it was just going to take more time. Meanwhile, Harry’s decision to stay in the Triwizard Tournament instead of cutting the connection between him and the Goblet of Fire all those months ago meant that he was now heading for the Black Lake, where he and the other Champions (including poor Cedric Diggory) would all be diving down to retrieve ‘what was most precious to them’.

This time around, Harry was well aware that Hermione had been taken and put in the Merman Village after being his date to the Yule Ball. He wasn’t worried though, retrieving her would be a walk in the park with how much power he now had at his fingertips. He just had to-

Harry blinks, his thoughts derailed as Fleur Delacour suddenly appears in front of him, cutting him off before he can make it outside the castle.

“Monsieur Potter.”

She grabs him by the hand and drags him into a nearby alcove, looking flushed and… fidgety. Harry just raises an eyebrow, watching her in interest.

“What is it, Miss Delacour?”

Fleur hesitates for a moment longer before finally biting the bullet.

“We both know where we have to go today. My… kind are not well-suited for water, let alone deep water.”

Yes, that was true. Harry recalled just how poorly Fleur had done the first time he’d lived through these events. She’d tried her best, but her veela nature put her at far too much of a disadvantage underwater. The end result was him having to save her sister for her, though whether he actually had to or whether that was just his ‘Saving People’ thing acting up, he never had known for sure.

Still, her bringing it up was certainly new…

“Please let me suck your cock.”

Wait, what?

“My magic was amplified in the days following the Yule Ball. Amplified… by your magic. Until eventually, it was out of my system. I just know that if I had something similar today, I could tackle even a body of water that would normally sap me of my strength without fail.”

Biting her lower lip, Fleur looks him in the eye.

“I know that you will not be inclined to help your competition for free, so I promise I will make it worth your while. You will be able to ask anything of me, once the Second Task is complete.”

Wow. There was something deeply amusing about Fleur offering to make it worth his while to allow her to suck his cock. Fleur Delacour of all people, easily one of the most beautiful women in his life, wanted to pay him for the privilege of giving him a blowjob. But then to be fair… she was getting something substantial out of it.

Harry hums consideringly for a long moment, before opening his mouth to respond.

[X] Help Fleur out, but do so 'magnanimously', demand nothing in return, knowing she'll come crawling back for more anyways - 84%