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Tonks rolled over and blinked, her eyelashes scraping the pillow-cover with an audible whish. She sighed loudly and flipped back onto her back, kicking fretfully at the sheets, which were already balled around her calves. This was hopeless. She’d never get to sleep in this maddening humidity, when opening her tiny window did nothing to lessen the desperate heat but only let in sporadic bursts of restless street noise.

She sat up, crossing her forelegs and folding over them, forehead to the mattress to stretch he hips, neck and back. With another dramatic sigh she straightened, swinging her legs over the edge of the bed and kicking them a few times, then stood and padded naked across the small dorm room to peer at herself in the vanity mirror.

She stared at her reflection, the strawberry-red hair she favoured this week and Cupid’s bow lips, the shadows under the eyes. She stretched her lower eyelids downward and stuck out her tongue, making a “blargh��? noise, then let her face relax. She tapped the glass over her reflected nose, then shrugged. If she wasn’t going to sleep tonight, she might as well use the time constructively. Her Magical Concealment and Disguise instructor was nagging her again for taking her Metamorphmagic for granted, pushing her to explore her power and discover its limits.

Tonks screwed her eyes shut and felt her face squirm as it reconfigured itself in imitation of her instructor, Meaghan Savage. She scrutinized her handiwork. Not a bad likeness. It looked more like Meaghan than like Tonks, anyway. Could probably fool most people from a distance. She tried again, concentrating hard on the mental image of Meaghan’s face. That was much better. It still wouldn’t deceive anyone who knew her well, but in low light or quick glimpses it was an adequate impersonation. She shook her head back to its usual arrangement.

She was getting better at morphing into real people, though it was not as fun as creating her own faces and she felt kind of unclean doing it, usurping someone else’s identity. She’d also made great strides in changing her body, demonstrated by briefly sheathing herself in rippling muscle and striking satirical poses. Maybe it was time to try something she’d never done before. Maybe . . .

She drew a deep breath and closed her eyes, letting her hair to go mousy brown again, relaxing all the little morphs she wore everyday. Slowly she exhaled, allowing her lungs to drain completely and briefly tensing her body in stages from head to toe as she did. Finally she let her eyes flutter open, and giggled.

“Oh wow,��? whispered the young man staring out from the glass, looking down at his body and running his hands over broadened shoulders and flattened chest. “No way!��? He clapped his hands to his cheeks and flexed his jaw, waggled his eyebrows. “And a looker to boot, well done old girl!��?

He looked down again, stretching out a curly-haired leg to wiggle the toes, then laughed. “No way!��? he repeated as he cupped the scrotum now dangling between his thighs. The skin was soft and wrinkly, and delightfully sensitive, and he could feel the firm nuggets of testicles inside sliding between his fingers. He moved his touch to the prick hanging like a stubby breakfast sausage above his new bollocks. “That is so cool!��?

“I wonder . . .��? he said, retreating to sit on the edge of the bed. Tentatively, he took hold of his member again, caressing it. He squeezed it from base to tip, gently at first then firmer as he felt the peculiar tightening as the loose folds of skin began to fill out. “Like I’m going to let that go to waste,��? he said, stroking faster and more insistently.

Suddenly Tonks heard the click of a doorknob turning and hastily snatched for a pillow to hide behind. The door swung open quickly and was shut quietly behind the intruder who looked at you, and staring back at him Tonks was startled to discover . . . Tonks?

“What the f--“ he exclaimed, almost losing hold of his goose-down shield.

“Relax,��? the new Tonks, who was wearing her kangaroo-print pyjamas, said placatingly, “it’s me . . . I mean you. Whatever, I nicked a time turner from Jennings.��? She held up a small hourglass on a chain.

“I didn’t even know he had one.��?

“Neither did I until I told me.��?

“Huh?��?

“You remember how time turners work, don’t you? How it makes like a loop in time?��? Seeing Tonks’ nod, Tonks continued. “Well, about half an hour ago, I was where you are now, like you are now, minding my own business, if you’ll pardon the expression, when to my complete surprise I burst through the door and tell myself—you—that I’ve nicked Jennings’ time turner and come back half an hour. Savvy?��? Another nod. “And then I sent myself to go get the turner—it won’t be hard, I left the door open for me—while I waited here for the clock to catch up with me so I could go replace the turner.��?

“I see,��? said Tonks, lowering the pillow slightly and meeting his own dark eyes. “But why go to all the trouble? You know, uh, what I was doing, did you come to stop me?��?

“Of course not!��? Tonks laughed, leaving the door to take hold of Tonks’ hands. “I think it’s a marvelous idea. I came to help!��?

“Help?��?

Tonks nodded and put a hand on the back of Tonks’ neck, running her thumb against his earlobe lightly. “Help.��?

She leaned in to kiss him, sucking and tugging the lower lip, exactly how he liked to be kissed. He shifted his head to reciprocate, then pushed his tongue into her mouth beneath hers She purred and pushed him down onto the bed. He pulled away from the kiss, gasping for breath. “This is very weird,��? he said.

“But you like it,��? she answered, shoving the pillow aside and crawling onto the bed to lean over him on hands and knees.

“You can’t even imagine how much.��?

“Of course I can, you kinky bastard,��? she laughed, “I did.��?

She rose up to her knees and pulled off her still-buttoned pyjama top.

“Wow,��? he said as the pink linen hit the floor, “those tits look really good from this angle.��?

“Thank you,��? she said, “you can touch them if you want to.��?

He did, reaching up to cover and squeeze the whole left breast once, then loosed his hold to run his second and third fingers in circles over the salmon-coloured nipple. She sighed just the way he knew she would, and flushed just the way he guessed she always did, though he’d only felt it before and never seen it. He sat up, bringing his mouth to her right nipple and drawing it into his mouth, grazing it with his teeth. She gasped and ran her thumbnail down his spine sharply, making him shiver.

His cock, which lost its erection in the startlement of her arrival, was hard again and the tip brushed her inner thigh, leaving a dot of moisture. She reached down to take hold of it, stroking. He moaned and ran his free hand over her belly, back and hips, tugging the waistband of her pyjama bottoms.

She shifted off him, rolling onto her back, and he pulled the loose pants off and dropped them on the floor. He slid a finger between her labia to wet it before rubbing her clit, quick downward strokes from above just the way she liked it. Tonks was nearly overwhelmed by her continued fervent massaging of his prick and the little gasping noises she was now making.

“I want to fuck you,��? he said, “can I fuck you?��?

“Mm,��? she said, “okay.��?

Eagerly Tonks moved to hover above her, preparing his entrance trajectory.

“Wait!��? cried Tonks, taking Tonks’ wand from the bedside table and gesturing with it at Tonks’ member. “Impervius. I don’t want to go getting myself up the duff. How messed up would that be?��?

She replaced the wand and reached up to kiss him, guiding him in.

“Holy cow,��? he said as he found himself swallowed, in a mind-bending way, in his own warmth, then moaned when he felt her bear down.

“You could try moving,��? she said, so he did, tilting his hips to thrust in and out. She lifted a knee over his shoulder and bucked up, replacing his hands on her breasts. He did not last long, not having much practice with this situation at all and none from this perspective.

“Ohholymotherofallthatissweetandbeautifulthatwasthestrangestthingthathaseverhappenedtomeever thank you so much,��? he groaned, collapsing on top of her. He waited for his heart to slow while she smoothed his hair, then rolled off. He felt the morphs releasing as he relaxed and her body returned to normal.

It took her about five minutes to regain enough composure to look the other Tonks in the eye. “You didn’t cum,��? she said.

“I didn’t,��? she replied, brushing her fingertips against her neck and twining them in her hair.

“You should.��? She prodded her now-identical companion into rearranging herself on the bed, and kissed her again on the mouth. She moved down to the throat, the collar bone, sternum and hips. Her she paused, trailing her hands over her legs.

“I’ve never done this before.��?

“I know.��?

“I don’t know if I’ll be any good at it.��?

“You will. I know it.��?

“That’s reassuring.��?

“Just start slow. You know what you like.��? Tonks lowered her face, kissing her belly again, then each thigh, then breathed steam into Tonks’ bush and felt her squirm. “That tickles.��?

She extended her tongue hesitantly, probing gently, then grew bold enough pull her clit between her lips. She rolled it softly with her tongue, and was rewarded with a giggle and accelerated breathing. Encouraged, she broke off to blow ticklingly on the puffed labia and suck them before returning to the clit. She settled into a pattern of lapping and sucking that had Tonks purring in minutes, and pleading for divine mercy in minutes more.

Tonks pulled herself up to lean her head on Tonks’ heaving chest while the spasms of her climax subsided. She wrapped and arm around her and received a beaming smile. “I told you you’d do just fine.��?

“I’m so tired, I’d could sleep here all night, but at the same time I’m getting really horny again.��?

“Good, because now you get to go back and do it all again.��?

“Now?��? she said, hugging tightly. “Can’t we just snuggle a little longer?��?

“It has to be now, because that’s how it was.��?

Tonks rolled her eyes and sat up, reaching over the edge of the bed to retrieve the pyjamas and pull them on. She stood and started for the door but paused when Tonks tugged her sleeve.

“You remember what to do?��?

She grinned and leaned in to kiss herself goodbye. “I don’t think I’ll ever forget.��?