Lightning Strikes Twice (Harry Potter)(Time Travel)

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Tonks stumbles upon something surprising~

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Nymphadora Tonks is just coming up to her boss’ door and lifting up a hand to knock when two things stop her in her tracks. First is the realization that the door to Director Bones’ office is already open a crack, which is a little surprising considering that normally the Director of the DMLE is pretty careful about that sort of thing. Second is WHY Tonks realizes the door to her office is already open. Namely, the noises coming from within are leaking out through the crack.

“Glughk! Glughk! Glughk!”

Tonks blinks and then blushes profusely as the sounds of enthusiastic fellatio hit her ears. She stands there frozen in place for a moment, not quite sure what to do. Then, coming back to herself, she hastily looks around to make sure nobody else is nearby or noticing her pausing.

Thankfully it’s late at night and the Department of Magical Law Enforcement is pretty much empty. There’s a couple of people left on the floor, but they’ve either fallen asleep at their desks or are hard at work and thus have their heads down anyways. Tonks doesn’t see anyone who might be watching her… so carefully, she steps forward up to the crack in the door, unable to resist taking a peek.

Funnily enough, it’s not until she sees what’s going on in the Director’s Office that she even thinks it might be Madam Bones engaging in any tomfoolery. No, her first assumption had been that a pair of ne’er dowels had snuck into the Director’s Office while she was away and were up to no good.

Imagine Tonks’ incredible astonishment and total shock when instead of two other people, she sees her boss. And not just her boss, but her boss naked and on her knees, sucking a rather impressive cock. For a moment, all Tonks can do is stare at Amelia Bones’ side profile as the older witch gurgles her way up and down the cock she’s kneeling in front of.

Then, the shapeshifter’s eyes travel up to the man that has Madam Bones on her knees, only to grow even wider when she sees the face of one Harry James Potter smiling down at her boss.

There’s just no way. That… this is impossible, right? There’s simply no world in which this is happening. She must be hallucinating or something… right?

“Hulghk! Glughk! Gagkh!”

It’s bad enough that Madam Bones is looking so… submissive. She even has her hands laced behind her head as she kneels there before Harry, her eyes gazing up at him while she dutifully deep throats his entire cock like… w-well, just like Tonks herself had, back in the Safe House.

Tonks blushes crimson, both on behalf of her boss and for herself as she’s reminded of the things she and Harry have done together so far. He’d really taken her by storm, completely catching her off guard and taking control from start to finish. Tonks didn’t necessarily regret even a single moment of it… but at the same time, now she was watching him debase her boss, and she didn’t know what to think anymore.

His hands are in Amelia’s hair, but it doesn’t look like he’s forcing her or anything like that. No, rather, the DMLE Director is acting very enthusiastic, and clearly enjoying herself.

“I’m getting close, Amelia. Be sure to swallow every last drop, alright?”

For a brief moment, Madam Bones pulls off his cock and gasps.

“Y-Yes sir.”

And then dives right back down his length, taking him as deep as before. Tonks’ eyes widen at the form of address she uses. Calling Harry ‘sir’?! That was crazy! What in Merlin’s saggy scrote was going on here?!

At the same time though… it was kind of hot. No, scratch that. It was really, really hot. Tonks blushes and tries to fight back her own arousal. She shouldn’t… she shouldn’t be watching this. Amelia Bones wasn’t just her boss and superior, she was Tonks’ idol. She was an example of how far a witch could rise in what often times felt like a wizard’s world. She was everything Tonks wanted to be one day.

To see her like this… to see her on her knees submitting to a Hogwarts Student of all things… it did more than throw Tonks for a loop, it left her in a lurch. What was she supposed to do here? She couldn’t look away. Even as Amelia swallows Harry’s entire load, and he tells her she’s ‘a good girl’ for doing so, Tonks doesn’t look away. Even as Harry pulls Amelia up to her feet and beckons for her to bend over the nearby desk, Tonks doesn’t look away.

The naked Director of the DMLE and her fine ass body are soon bent over her own desk, with Harry’s hands on her hips as he positions himself behind her. Tonks’ breath hitches right alongside Amelia’s as he lines up with the older witch and prepares to penetrate her from behind. But then, rather than thrust into her, Harry does something entirely unexpected… he looks directly at Tonks and smirks.

Tonks freezes up all over again, only then realizing that her hands had started to subconsciously wander, with one halfway towards her crotch and the other groping her breasts. She immediately stops of course, blushing bright crimson as Harry’s knowing smirk widens and he crooks a finger at her.

Oh Merlin. Oh fuck. She’s so fucked. And yet, Tonks can’t help but carefully slip into her boss’ office, closing and securing the door behind her with barely a whisper of a sound. Harry covers that small amount of noise up by spanking Amelia’s ass, causing the bent over DMLE Director to mewl and moan in needy anticipation.

When Harry waves a hand at her, Tonks feels some form of magic being cast on her person and she panics for a moment. But then she realizes it’s invisibility. She can feel it clinging to her, and knows that no matter what, Amelia won’t be able to see her. She could still potentially hear her though, so the invisible shapeshifting witch stays silent, even as she approaches the desk.

“P-Please sir… please… I need it…”

It seems Madam Bones has mistaken Harry’s pause for a desire to hear her beg, because all of the sudden she’s speaking up. Amelia even goes so far as to wiggle her ass back against Harry’s cock as she whines. There’s no trace of the strong, independent witch that Tonks had so looked up to right now. This… this is Amelia Bones in her rawest form. This is Amelia Bones stripped not just down to her birthday suit, but baring her very soul.

To be fair, Tonks supposes she can’t exactly judge her boss for this. It wasn’t like she’d done much better when it came to Harry. She’d folded for him like a cheap napkin and wound up feeling like a used tissue by the end of their interactions as well. She would be lying if she said she hadn’t been wondering when they’d get a chance to do more. She just hadn’t been expecting it to take this sort of form.

“Oh? You need ‘it’? And what exactly is ‘it’, Amelia?”

Harry might not have initially intended his pause to make Madam Bones beg, but now that the DMLE Director has started, he’s going for broke. Tonks can only watch with wide eyes as he reaches out and grabs a fistful of Amelia’s hair, forcing the beautiful older witch to arch her back and moan as she answers him.

“I… I need your c-cock, sir…”

“Hm, and what do you need my cock for, exactly?”

“I need… I need you to fuck me with it… please sir, please fuck me.”

Tonks’ breath hitches as Harry chuckles… and then gives her boss exactly what she’s asking for. His cock slams home into Amelia Bones’ cunt with a sense of finality, causing a sort of stillness to fall over the office for half a moment. The beautiful naked witch stiffens up as Harry bottoms out inside of her, and Tonks certainly doesn’t dare move a muscle.

And then the moment of stillness ends, and the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh fills the Director’s Office as Harry plows Amelia from behind.

Plap! Plap! Plap!

Tonks’ blush has to be out of this world at this point, given how hot she feels. Her hands have started to wander again, but this time she doesn’t bother stopping them once she notices. Her robes come off first, and she reaches down into her pants and up under her top. Only Harry can see her right now, and he throws her an amused glance as she pleasures herself to the sight of him dominating and debasing her boss and idol.

Merlin, this was so wrong. But at the same time, Tonks didn’t think she wanted to be ‘right’. Especially not if Madam Bones was also on the side of devils. Besides, as previously noted, Tonks didn’t have a single leg to stand on. She’d already fallen under Harry’s influence long before this.

“How does it feel, Amelia? How does it feel, having me inside of you at long last?”

Moaning, Amelia doesn’t answer immediately. And for a moment, Tonks thinks she might be coming to her senses, and push back against Harry’s words. But no…

“G-Good… oh Merlin, it feels so GOOD! Please don’t stop sir… please, fuck me harder!”

She’s really letting it all out, isn’t she? Fuck, Tonks had to wonder how and when Harry had managed this. It shouldn’t have been possible. Tonks hadn’t caught a whiff of anything improper between the young wizard and her boss before now. And considering she’d had Harry’s cock in her throat and his balls slapping against her chin at one point in time, the young Auror felt like she was pretty damn close to the situation. About as close as one could get.

And yet, the proof was right before her eyes. Harry Potter was dominating Amelia Bones. He was fucking her silly, pulling her head back by her hair, forcing her spine to arch, and using her as his own personal fuck doll. And she was loving every last bit of it. There was no reluctance, no regret, and no resentment from the DMLE Director that Tonks could make out.

It was all just pleasure, bliss, and ecstasy. Amelia was happily letting go of any semblance of control over the situation and submitting herself entirely to Harry and his big fat cock. Fuck it was hot… it was just so damn hot.

Tonks tips over the edge right around the same time as Amelia cums again, covering her mouth to contain her own moans while her boss cries out at the top of her lungs and covers up any noise from Tonks. Fingers squelching in and out of her clenching pussy, Tonks can only try (and mostly fail) to match the pace Harry is setting as he plows Madam Bones silly.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

Until finally, one too many orgasms from the beautiful older witch tips him over the edge as well.

With a loud groan, Harry cums inside of the naked Director of the DMLE. He fills up the woman in charge of all of the Aurors with his seed, using her for his pleasure and giving her none of the respect she is due. And it is the sexiest, most arousing thing Tonks has ever seen.

When he pulls out of Madam Bones at long last, she’s barely conscious. There’s some twitching, and a whole lot of trembling, but it’s obvious she’s tuckered herself out. Tonks honestly isn’t that surprised. After all, she knows how hard her boss works. She’s always in the office, to the point that Tonks doesn’t know when the older woman leaves. Amelia nevertheless manages to always look spectacularly put together, but at the same time… she has to be exhausted; Tonks has always felt.

Well, now that her boss doesn’t know she’s there and can’t put on the act, Tonks is getting confirmation of that fact. Amelia still tries to protest when Harry proceeds to put her to bed on the nearby couch, conjuring up a blanket to cover her nude, freshly fucked form, but he hushes her and casts a spell that has her eyes drifting shut and staying shut within moments.

Soon enough, the Director of the DMLE is fast asleep… and Harry turns towards Tonks. In a flash, she knows she’s not invisible anymore. Her eyes, meanwhile, slide down to his crotch, to the messy twitching cock that can be found there. He’s still hard, impossibly enough. Still hard and ready to go… and in need of a good cleaning too.

Before he can speak, Tonks drops down to her hands and knees and crawls over to him. Leaning forward, she takes him in her mouth and begins to suck him clean, all while staring up into his eyes. Harry just watches her for a moment as she bobs up and down his length, reaching the tip of his dick each and every time only to descend again. It’s right as she’s reaching the tip again that he sighs and shakes his head with a chuckle.

“What am I going to do with you, Tonks?”

“… Whatever you want, sir.”

The words are completely instinctive and wholly involuntary, causing Tonks to blush hard all over again after the moment it takes her to process what just came out of her mouth. But rather than try to take them back, she doubles down on her words, diving back down Harry’s length and waiting for his verdict. What would he do with her next?

Tonks didn’t know… but she would be lying if she said she wasn’t excited to find out all the same.

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