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Chapter 16: Mysteria and Mike
September 1, 2096
"I guess it's my turn," mused Mike Malfoy.
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August 28, 2096
Mike Malfoy had been sleeping in his bed that morning. When he opened his eyes, there was another face just inches from his.
"GAH!" gasped Mike.
"Now that's an interesting response," said the pale, blonde girl, who was floating in the air above him.
When Mike sat up, she drifted a little further away, revealing to him that she was naked, like him.
"Sorry, you just surprised me is all," said Mike, as he kicked off the sheet, revealing his body to her. "To what do I owe this pleasure? Are you a present from my dad?"
"Well you might say I'm a present of sorts," said the girl, as Mike grasped her hand and pulled her closer. She straddled him as their pubic bones bumped into each other and his organ started to stir. "Only thing is, I gave myself to you in a past life. And you did the same for me. You see, we're Soul Bound, to each other."
"Prove it," said Mike as he pulled her into a kiss.
As their lips touched, Mike felt a shock go through him. And he could feel that she was experiencing the same thing. The only time he had ever felt anything like this before was with Harriet or Scheherazade. They opened their mouths to deepen their kiss as they used their tongues on each other. Mike's organ quickly rose to attention and they both hummed with pleasure as she rubbed her labia against it. Their hands, meanwhile, were caressing each other's chests. Mike reached down to guide himself so he could enter her, when she pushed herself away.
"We can't!" panted the girl.
"Why not?" asked Mike. "I can feel that you're every bit as hot as I am, you want this just as much as I do."
"Look closely at me, down here," said the girl. "Do you see this tattoo underneath my hair? It enhances my magical power, but it also makes you unable to disobey me. Before we can active it, you have to get one too, so that the exchange is mutual."
"Okay, We'll go to Knock Turn Alley and I'll get a magical tattoo on my John Thomas," gasped Mike as there was currently too little blood in his brain to care how much the tattoo hurt.
"That's okay," said the girl, as she drifted down until her face was closer to it. "I can do it my self."
With a wave of her hand, his pubic hair vanished. She then began tracing patterns on him. Wherever she touched, a colored line appeared. By the time she was finished, he had an overwhelming need for her.
"There. All done," said the girl as she admired her work.
Mike sprang on her and thrust into her before she even had a chance to voice consent or objection. Consent was not necessary as he could feel how turned on she was. The moistness as he slid into her confirmed that she was ready, as he pounded into her with a hunger he had never felt for a girl before. None of his other lovers had ever made him feel this way. Their arousal built and built until the wave of bliss washed over them.
Resting, conjoined together, it was not long until they were ready for another round.
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September 1, 2096
"I know! Four times in a row? You never did that with any of your boff-buddies!" exclaimed Harriet.
"What can I say? She was really good!" explained Mike.
"Well At least we now know that you'll be able to handle the three of us girls," mused Scheherazade. "I hope the same is true of Rama and Ravi!"
"Well, mind shattering sex was not the most surprising revelation of the summer," said Mike.
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August 28, 2096
(So, can you hear me now?) thought the girl.
(Yes! I hear your thoughts! This is amazing!) thought Mike.
(I can feel your discomfort) thought the girl. (You're embarrassed that we've had this wonderful experience, and you don't even know my name. Personally, I don't think names are that important. I know who I am. But if you must have a label, in this life, I'm often called Mysteria Nott)
(Who were we in our past life?) though Mike.
(I was called: Luna Lovegood Nott,) thought Mysteria. (I came back as my own descendant because I wasn't really ready for a change.)
(Lovegood? Well, I can certainly vouch for that!) thought Mike. (Who was I?)
(You were called: Nymphadora Tonks Black,) thought Mysteria.
(Nymphadora? I like the sound of that!) though Mike.
(Well you didn't in your past lives,) thought Mysteria. (You generally preferred to be called by your maiden name, Tonks. Would you like to see where you used to live?)
(Sure, let me put some clothes on,) thought Mike.
(Oh there's no need for that) thought Mysteria as bodyskins in the current Deva style appeared on them.
"Wow! You look hot!" said Mike. "How did you do that?"
"I can affect the mind of others to fool them into thinking I'm wearing something when I'm not," explained Mysteria. "I'm doing the same for you."
"So we're really still starkers?" asked Mike. "Not that this really hides our features very much.
"Yes. Here we go," said Mysteria as she grasped his hand and they disappeared with a Pop!
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They reappeared in a city park that filled a city block.
"Where are we?" asked Mike.
"London," replied Mysteria.
"That's imposible! London is under-" began Mike, as he gazed at the houses that lined the edge of the park on all four sides. Beyond the houses, he could see a wall of water being held back, by magic.
"In the previous life, you owned one of the houses and later bought all of the others adjoining the park," explained Mysteria. "A variation of Notice-me-not charm prevents the muggles from spotting that this is the only part of London that is not submerged beneath the sea.
You're wondering why you came back as the person you are now. When you were Tonks, your mother and you had been kicked out of your family because your dad was muggleborn. So, you wanted to come back as a Pureblood Wizard so you could see what you missed."
"So, which house was mine?" asked Mike.
"That one, 12," stated Mysteria as she led him towards the door.
Mike noticed that she did not appear to be walking but, instead, glided like a dementor.
Tonks' descendants by Harry, the Blacks, were overjoyed to meet Mike, and even offered him his old room if he ever needed it. Mike couldn't resist the opportunity to take Mysteria again in their old bed.
Once they had caught their breath, Mysteria warned: "You're going to have to drastically cut back on your number of lovers. Having sex with an untattooed person makes them a slave to your will. This is considered an Unforgivable Offence in our society. You'll just have to confine yourself to the three wives that are already Soul Bound to you."
"Scheherazade and Harriet?" asked Mike.
"Yes, but you'll also have to share us with two other co-husbands," said Mysteria. "I'll take you to meet them, now"
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With a "pop!" they apparated the town in the shadow of the Ravenclaw towers. (Ravi's home and the Deva school) Like with Harriet, Mysteria bought Mike a bodyskin after conjuring a bill from thin air. As she led him away from the shop, Mike asked: "What was that money you used to pay for this body skin with? I don't think I've seen a bill like that before."
"Oh, well gold doesn't have much value for us, after all, the forbearer's descendants inherited most of the wealth of the Wizarding world and since every adult has a Philosopher's Stone, we can make all the gold we want. So, instead of using metal from money, each of us creates a note, promising to perform some service at a future date. Since I'm descended from Forbearer Luna, I tend to give divination promises. We have to be care full not to give out too many promises. Those of us descended from the forbearers have more valuable skills than the Weasleys or the muggleborns who married into our culture. After all, I wouldn't want to end up like poor Roger Greengrass-Weasley. He spent so many notes that their value dropped. Now he spends most of his time working for others."
Just then, the door of one of the huge towers slammed open and two Indian boys about Mike's age walked out. From their look, they appeared to be identical twins.
"MYSTERIA! We were supposed to wait!" yelled Ravi.
"Well, I'd like to see you resist Harriet if she threw herself at you!" exclaimed Mysteria. " I couldn't help myself, he's very persuasive!"
"And very good too!" added Rama. "Hi, I'm your co-husband Rama, and this is my brother, Ravi, your other co-husband. Don't mind him. He had this silly idea that we should wait until you and the other two girls did it."
"Look on the bright side," said Mysteria, as she glided between the Ravenclaw boys and pulled them both against her body. "Now we don't have to wait anymore."
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September 1, 2096
"I was surprised to find that seeing her hug her other two husbands didn't inspire the least bit of jealousy in me. It just felt . . . right," observed Mike.
"Now you know how we feel about sharing you," said Harriet.
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July 31, 2096
"Rose?" asked Neville, of the angel. "I didn't know you were dead. But I thought you must be since I hadn't heard from you in so long. Have to come to take my soul off to heaven?"
"Oh Neville!" exclaimed Rose Potter as she flew at him and pulled him into a kiss. She shortened the skirt of her bodyskin so she could wrap her legs around him and felt him swell in response. "I'm not dead and neither are you. Oh Neville! If I'd known you were still alive after Harry died I would have come after you sooner!"
"Harry's dead?" asked Neville. "I'm sorry. But now it's too late! I'm an old man!"
"Oh, don't worry about that!" exclaimed Rose. "We'll get Mandy to de-age you and then- Oh!
"Uh, Neville, I thought you were dead," explained Rose. "So I remarried. And because the normal pattern for us is one husband and seven wives, I've got six other co-wives your have to share. Is that too much for you?"
Neville pulled away from her and began pacing.
"So, let me get this straight," began Neville. "I get to have back the woman I've loved for more than a century, but I have to take her as part of a harem with six other women that I share with another guy?"
Rose nodded uncertainly.
"I can live with that!" replied Neville. "Rose, I've be willing to share you with six other men if It meant I could have you back!
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After Mandarin Malfoy de-aged Neville, and Mary Nott tattooed him, he was taken to Gryfindor Castle to meet the rest of his new family.
"Neville, this is Hiro Black-Weasley, my other husband," began Rose, as she indicated a man who appeared to be mostly of Japanese descent. "He's actually the great grandson of my childhood friend, Yukio. She's still alive, by the way. We'll have to visit her sometime.
You, of course, know Parvati."
"Good to see you again Neville!" said Parvati as she kissed him on the cheak. She then, whispered in his ear: "I look forward to our bedtimes."
"This is Amelie Addams Black-Weasley," said Rose, as she indicated a curvaceous woman with mousey brown hair.
"Hello Professor," said Amelie.
"You were Head Girl 17 years ago," exclaimed Neville. "I wondered where you had disappeared to!"
"Yoko Oshada Black-Weasley," said Rose, as she indicated a thin Japanese woman.
"Teri Torenson Black-Weasley, said Rose, as she indicated a blonde woman with unusually large breasts.
"Gretchen Gooche Black-Weasley," said Rose, as she indicated an Australian Aborigine woman.
"Lori Langston Black-Weasley," said Rose, as she indicated a brunette woman.
"And finally, Honi Gertidotti Black-Weasley," said Rose, as she introduced a Platinum Blonde woman with a supermodel figure.
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August 6, 2096
"Mmm, morning," said Neville as he awoke with Parvati Patil Gryfindor in his arms.
"Morning yourself," replied Parvati. "So I guess, tonight's the night you finally get to bed Rose. Are you looking forward to it?"
"You don't know how much!" agreed Neville. "I mean I can understand why she wanted to be last, so she could be the most powerful. But, yeah, I've been looking forward to this for more than a century!"
"Well if last nigh was any indication, I'm sure she'll be pleased! Damn Neville! If I'd know you were this good that year Harry and Padma were petrified, I would have done more than kiss you once under the mistletoe!" said Parvati.
"Well, I hope so," said Neville, as he gave his wife a kiss.
Over the course of the day, Rose and Neville took walks, talked, visited her children, both from Parvati and from Hiro, had luch with her mother and sisters, cudles and held hands, had dinner with her family. Finally, it was time for bed. Hiro went with Yuko and Parvati. The other four girls paired up and retired leaving Neville and Rose alone.
"So, uh ready?" asked Rose.
"I've been ready for a long time," replied Neville, as he offered his hand.
Rose took his hand and led him into her bedroom.
As they passed through the doorway, their bodyskins melted off of them and combined in a puddle on the floor. Neville pulled her into a kiss and she spread her lips to allow his tongue entrance. As she pulled him back onto the bed, Rose spread her legs and pulled his body between them, feeling his rock-hard organ pressing into her. She guided him in and gasped with pleasure as he plunged in. Rose writhed and buck against him as he rode her until, after her second orgasm, he released his seed with a groan!
"I Love you Rose!" gasped Neville.
"I love you too. Here. This is a trick Padma taught me," said Rose as she made him spring to attention again.
"Oh, I know. Parvati showed me that last night," replied Neville as he began kissing his way down her body. "I see that you're a natural red-head."
"Oh! Well, yes I am. Oh!" gasped Rose. "But I'm also, Oh! a metamorphmagis and can turn my hair what ever color I like. Oh!"
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August 14, 2096
"Neville I got your resignation. Do you want to tell me what's going o-" began Headmistress Susan McMillian. Packing his things was her oldest friend, Professor Neville Longbottom. She had known him for more than a century. But the man standing before her didn't look a day over twenty. "How- How did you get so young?"
"I can't tell," replied Neville. "You'll just have to trust that this is what I want."
"They got to you! Didn't they?" accused Susan. "What ever is making the muggleborns disappear is now taking you away! What is it? Can't you tell me?"
"I'm sorry," replied Neville. "We're not allowed to reveal our existence to wizard kind."
"Who's this US?" accused Susan. "Last I heard, WE, meaning you, me and the rest of the Hogwarts staff were trying to save the muggleborns from what ever is making them disappear!"
"There's nothing to save them from," replied Neville. "Any who leave are doing to of there own free will, as am I. . . Goodbye Susan."
With that, a portkey swept Neville and all of his possessions away.
Chapter 16: Mysteria and Mike
September 1, 2096
"I guess it's my turn," mused Mike Malfoy.
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August 28, 2096
Mike Malfoy had been sleeping in his bed that morning. When he opened his eyes, there was another face just inches from his.
"GAH!" gasped Mike.
"Now that's an interesting response," said the pale, blonde girl, who was floating in the air above him.
When Mike sat up, she drifted a little further away, revealing to him that she was naked, like him.
"Sorry, you just surprised me is all," said Mike, as he kicked off the sheet, revealing his body to her. "To what do I owe this pleasure? Are you a present from my dad?"
"Well you might say I'm a present of sorts," said the girl, as Mike grasped her hand and pulled her closer. She straddled him as their pubic bones bumped into each other and his organ started to stir. "Only thing is, I gave myself to you in a past life. And you did the same for me. You see, we're Soul Bound, to each other."
"Prove it," said Mike as he pulled her into a kiss.
As their lips touched, Mike felt a shock go through him. And he could feel that she was experiencing the same thing. The only time he had ever felt anything like this before was with Harriet or Scheherazade. They opened their mouths to deepen their kiss as they used their tongues on each other. Mike's organ quickly rose to attention and they both hummed with pleasure as she rubbed her labia against it. Their hands, meanwhile, were caressing each other's chests. Mike reached down to guide himself so he could enter her, when she pushed herself away.
"We can't!" panted the girl.
"Why not?" asked Mike. "I can feel that you're every bit as hot as I am, you want this just as much as I do."
"Look closely at me, down here," said the girl. "Do you see this tattoo underneath my hair? It enhances my magical power, but it also makes you unable to disobey me. Before we can active it, you have to get one too, so that the exchange is mutual."
"Okay, We'll go to Knock Turn Alley and I'll get a magical tattoo on my John Thomas," gasped Mike as there was currently too little blood in his brain to care how much the tattoo hurt.
"That's okay," said the girl, as she drifted down until her face was closer to it. "I can do it my self."
With a wave of her hand, his pubic hair vanished. She then began tracing patterns on him. Wherever she touched, a colored line appeared. By the time she was finished, he had an overwhelming need for her.
"There. All done," said the girl as she admired her work.
Mike sprang on her and thrust into her before she even had a chance to voice consent or objection. Consent was not necessary as he could feel how turned on she was. The moistness as he slid into her confirmed that she was ready, as he pounded into her with a hunger he had never felt for a girl before. None of his other lovers had ever made him feel this way. Their arousal built and built until the wave of bliss washed over them.
Resting, conjoined together, it was not long until they were ready for another round.
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September 1, 2096
"I know! Four times in a row? You never did that with any of your boff-buddies!" exclaimed Harriet.
"What can I say? She was really good!" explained Mike.
"Well At least we now know that you'll be able to handle the three of us girls," mused Scheherazade. "I hope the same is true of Rama and Ravi!"
"Well, mind shattering sex was not the most surprising revelation of the summer," said Mike.
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August 28, 2096
(So, can you hear me now?) thought the girl.
(Yes! I hear your thoughts! This is amazing!) thought Mike.
(I can feel your discomfort) thought the girl. (You're embarrassed that we've had this wonderful experience, and you don't even know my name. Personally, I don't think names are that important. I know who I am. But if you must have a label, in this life, I'm often called Mysteria Nott)
(Who were we in our past life?) though Mike.
(I was called: Luna Lovegood Nott,) thought Mysteria. (I came back as my own descendant because I wasn't really ready for a change.)
(Lovegood? Well, I can certainly vouch for that!) thought Mike. (Who was I?)
(You were called: Nymphadora Tonks Black,) thought Mysteria.
(Nymphadora? I like the sound of that!) though Mike.
(Well you didn't in your past lives,) thought Mysteria. (You generally preferred to be called by your maiden name, Tonks. Would you like to see where you used to live?)
(Sure, let me put some clothes on,) thought Mike.
(Oh there's no need for that) thought Mysteria as bodyskins in the current Deva style appeared on them.
"Wow! You look hot!" said Mike. "How did you do that?"
"I can affect the mind of others to fool them into thinking I'm wearing something when I'm not," explained Mysteria. "I'm doing the same for you."
"So we're really still starkers?" asked Mike. "Not that this really hides our features very much.
"Yes. Here we go," said Mysteria as she grasped his hand and they disappeared with a Pop!
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They reappeared in a city park that filled a city block.
"Where are we?" asked Mike.
"London," replied Mysteria.
"That's imposible! London is under-" began Mike, as he gazed at the houses that lined the edge of the park on all four sides. Beyond the houses, he could see a wall of water being held back, by magic.
"In the previous life, you owned one of the houses and later bought all of the others adjoining the park," explained Mysteria. "A variation of Notice-me-not charm prevents the muggles from spotting that this is the only part of London that is not submerged beneath the sea.
You're wondering why you came back as the person you are now. When you were Tonks, your mother and you had been kicked out of your family because your dad was muggleborn. So, you wanted to come back as a Pureblood Wizard so you could see what you missed."
"So, which house was mine?" asked Mike.
"That one, 12," stated Mysteria as she led him towards the door.
Mike noticed that she did not appear to be walking but, instead, glided like a dementor.
Tonks' descendants by Harry, the Blacks, were overjoyed to meet Mike, and even offered him his old room if he ever needed it. Mike couldn't resist the opportunity to take Mysteria again in their old bed.
Once they had caught their breath, Mysteria warned: "You're going to have to drastically cut back on your number of lovers. Having sex with an untattooed person makes them a slave to your will. This is considered an Unforgivable Offence in our society. You'll just have to confine yourself to the three wives that are already Soul Bound to you."
"Scheherazade and Harriet?" asked Mike.
"Yes, but you'll also have to share us with two other co-husbands," said Mysteria. "I'll take you to meet them, now"
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With a "pop!" they apparated the town in the shadow of the Ravenclaw towers. (Ravi's home and the Deva school) Like with Harriet, Mysteria bought Mike a bodyskin after conjuring a bill from thin air. As she led him away from the shop, Mike asked: "What was that money you used to pay for this body skin with? I don't think I've seen a bill like that before."
"Oh, well gold doesn't have much value for us, after all, the forbearer's descendants inherited most of the wealth of the Wizarding world and since every adult has a Philosopher's Stone, we can make all the gold we want. So, instead of using metal from money, each of us creates a note, promising to perform some service at a future date. Since I'm descended from Forbearer Luna, I tend to give divination promises. We have to be care full not to give out too many promises. Those of us descended from the forbearers have more valuable skills than the Weasleys or the muggleborns who married into our culture. After all, I wouldn't want to end up like poor Roger Greengrass-Weasley. He spent so many notes that their value dropped. Now he spends most of his time working for others."
Just then, the door of one of the huge towers slammed open and two Indian boys about Mike's age walked out. From their look, they appeared to be identical twins.
"MYSTERIA! We were supposed to wait!" yelled Ravi.
"Well, I'd like to see you resist Harriet if she threw herself at you!" exclaimed Mysteria. " I couldn't help myself, he's very persuasive!"
"And very good too!" added Rama. "Hi, I'm your co-husband Rama, and this is my brother, Ravi, your other co-husband. Don't mind him. He had this silly idea that we should wait until you and the other two girls did it."
"Look on the bright side," said Mysteria, as she glided between the Ravenclaw boys and pulled them both against her body. "Now we don't have to wait anymore."
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September 1, 2096
"I was surprised to find that seeing her hug her other two husbands didn't inspire the least bit of jealousy in me. It just felt . . . right," observed Mike.
"Now you know how we feel about sharing you," said Harriet.
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July 31, 2096
"Rose?" asked Neville, of the angel. "I didn't know you were dead. But I thought you must be since I hadn't heard from you in so long. Have to come to take my soul off to heaven?"
"Oh Neville!" exclaimed Rose Potter as she flew at him and pulled him into a kiss. She shortened the skirt of her bodyskin so she could wrap her legs around him and felt him swell in response. "I'm not dead and neither are you. Oh Neville! If I'd known you were still alive after Harry died I would have come after you sooner!"
"Harry's dead?" asked Neville. "I'm sorry. But now it's too late! I'm an old man!"
"Oh, don't worry about that!" exclaimed Rose. "We'll get Mandy to de-age you and then- Oh!
"Uh, Neville, I thought you were dead," explained Rose. "So I remarried. And because the normal pattern for us is one husband and seven wives, I've got six other co-wives your have to share. Is that too much for you?"
Neville pulled away from her and began pacing.
"So, let me get this straight," began Neville. "I get to have back the woman I've loved for more than a century, but I have to take her as part of a harem with six other women that I share with another guy?"
Rose nodded uncertainly.
"I can live with that!" replied Neville. "Rose, I've be willing to share you with six other men if It meant I could have you back!
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After Mandarin Malfoy de-aged Neville, and Mary Nott tattooed him, he was taken to Gryfindor Castle to meet the rest of his new family.
"Neville, this is Hiro Black-Weasley, my other husband," began Rose, as she indicated a man who appeared to be mostly of Japanese descent. "He's actually the great grandson of my childhood friend, Yukio. She's still alive, by the way. We'll have to visit her sometime.
You, of course, know Parvati."
"Good to see you again Neville!" said Parvati as she kissed him on the cheak. She then, whispered in his ear: "I look forward to our bedtimes."
"This is Amelie Addams Black-Weasley," said Rose, as she indicated a curvaceous woman with mousey brown hair.
"Hello Professor," said Amelie.
"You were Head Girl 17 years ago," exclaimed Neville. "I wondered where you had disappeared to!"
"Yoko Oshada Black-Weasley," said Rose, as she indicated a thin Japanese woman.
"Teri Torenson Black-Weasley, said Rose, as she indicated a blonde woman with unusually large breasts.
"Gretchen Gooche Black-Weasley," said Rose, as she indicated an Australian Aborigine woman.
"Lori Langston Black-Weasley," said Rose, as she indicated a brunette woman.
"And finally, Honi Gertidotti Black-Weasley," said Rose, as she introduced a Platinum Blonde woman with a supermodel figure.
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August 6, 2096
"Mmm, morning," said Neville as he awoke with Parvati Patil Gryfindor in his arms.
"Morning yourself," replied Parvati. "So I guess, tonight's the night you finally get to bed Rose. Are you looking forward to it?"
"You don't know how much!" agreed Neville. "I mean I can understand why she wanted to be last, so she could be the most powerful. But, yeah, I've been looking forward to this for more than a century!"
"Well if last nigh was any indication, I'm sure she'll be pleased! Damn Neville! If I'd know you were this good that year Harry and Padma were petrified, I would have done more than kiss you once under the mistletoe!" said Parvati.
"Well, I hope so," said Neville, as he gave his wife a kiss.
Over the course of the day, Rose and Neville took walks, talked, visited her children, both from Parvati and from Hiro, had luch with her mother and sisters, cudles and held hands, had dinner with her family. Finally, it was time for bed. Hiro went with Yuko and Parvati. The other four girls paired up and retired leaving Neville and Rose alone.
"So, uh ready?" asked Rose.
"I've been ready for a long time," replied Neville, as he offered his hand.
Rose took his hand and led him into her bedroom.
As they passed through the doorway, their bodyskins melted off of them and combined in a puddle on the floor. Neville pulled her into a kiss and she spread her lips to allow his tongue entrance. As she pulled him back onto the bed, Rose spread her legs and pulled his body between them, feeling his rock-hard organ pressing into her. She guided him in and gasped with pleasure as he plunged in. Rose writhed and buck against him as he rode her until, after her second orgasm, he released his seed with a groan!
"I Love you Rose!" gasped Neville.
"I love you too. Here. This is a trick Padma taught me," said Rose as she made him spring to attention again.
"Oh, I know. Parvati showed me that last night," replied Neville as he began kissing his way down her body. "I see that you're a natural red-head."
"Oh! Well, yes I am. Oh!" gasped Rose. "But I'm also, Oh! a metamorphmagis and can turn my hair what ever color I like. Oh!"
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August 14, 2096
"Neville I got your resignation. Do you want to tell me what's going o-" began Headmistress Susan McMillian. Packing his things was her oldest friend, Professor Neville Longbottom. She had known him for more than a century. But the man standing before her didn't look a day over twenty. "How- How did you get so young?"
"I can't tell," replied Neville. "You'll just have to trust that this is what I want."
"They got to you! Didn't they?" accused Susan. "What ever is making the muggleborns disappear is now taking you away! What is it? Can't you tell me?"
"I'm sorry," replied Neville. "We're not allowed to reveal our existence to wizard kind."
"Who's this US?" accused Susan. "Last I heard, WE, meaning you, me and the rest of the Hogwarts staff were trying to save the muggleborns from what ever is making them disappear!"
"There's nothing to save them from," replied Neville. "Any who leave are doing to of there own free will, as am I. . . Goodbye Susan."
With that, a portkey swept Neville and all of his possessions away.
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