Chapter 128: Girls Talk [R-18]

The sunlight spilling through the curtains caught the edge of Lily’s lashes as she stirred, her breath breaking into a shiver when warmth and wet pressure deepened between her thighs. The sheets were drawn close over her, cocooning her in the scent of skin and the faint hum of someone breathing against her. Her toes curled hard into the mattress when Bella’s mouth worked with slow, deliberate affection, tongue tracing the soft swell before slipping inside with a teasing lap that made Lily’s fingers clench in the fabric.

“Mmmhh—” the sound dragged from her throat as her hips lifted, the duvet sliding down to pool at her waist, revealing Bella’s tousled hair bobbing gently with each indulgent stroke. Bella’s hands slid under Lily’s thighs, palms pressing down to keep her spread while her tongue licked her in slow circles, then flattened, then darted—playful but certain. Lily’s breath came faster, chest rising in erratic pulls, her moans growing ragged as she felt the pressure in her belly coil tight.

“Ah—ahh, Bella—” The words trembled into the room just before she tipped over, thighs trembling in Bella’s grip, pleasure spilling through her in sharp, wet pulses. Bella didn’t ease, drinking in every tremor until Lily sagged back, eyes fluttering open to meet her gaze.

Bella kissed her way up Lily’s stomach and ribs, the heat of her breath still slick on Lily’s skin, until she hovered over her, lips parted and eyes molten with want. Lily’s hand slid behind her neck, pulling her down into a hungry, messy kiss that tasted faintly of herself, tongues twisting, lips pressing harder, their breaths mingling until the world beyond the bed ceased to exist.

“Didn’t you have enough last night?” Lily’s lips curved in an amused, knowing smirk, her voice husky from the lazy heat still lingering between them. Her half-lidded eyes drank in Bella’s flushed face. Bella’s answer came first as a sound—a low, velvety purr in her throat, rich enough to curl back into Lily’s mouth like smoke and heat.

“Of Master, yes. Of you? No.” The words fell with decadent certainty, each syllable steeped in want.

Lily didn’t answer; there was no need. The memory of their husband’s relentless rhythm the night before still hummed in her muscles, a deep ache along her thighs and belly where pleasure had burned itself in. But that was his touch—what she craved now was the slower, deeper intimacy of Bella’s body on hers, the taste of her skin, the control of making her tremble.

Her hand slid upward, palm grazing Bella’s jaw before drifting lower in an unbroken path, nails skimming just enough to raise goosebumps as they trailed over her throat, down the center of her chest, stopping in the warm hollow between her breasts. Her pupils widened, her teeth catching on her lower lip like a promise she was ready to collect.

“I want breakfast in bed too. Come on, bring me that ass.” Lily beckoned with a slow curl of her finger, each motion deliberate.

Bella’s smile deepened, wicked as candlelight and just as dangerous, the curve of it betraying a thrill at the command. She turned with feline grace, knees sinking into the mattress as she crawled up Lily’s body. Heat radiated off her, the subtle brush of her thighs against Lily’s ribs sending a thrum of anticipation through her. When Bella reached the headboard, her hands gripped it, knuckles flexing, and she lowered herself in a slow, sinuous hover before finally settling, the intoxicating scent of her arousal flooding the air between them.

The first taste hit Lily like a shot of warmth—rich, salty-sweet, the slick glide of Bella’s folds against her lips making her own core tighten. She closed her mouth around that heat in a deep, possessive suck, tongue pushing inside with a slow curl that gathered every drop of flavor before sliding up to circle the swollen bud of her clit. The flesh was hot and silken, the pulse beneath it fluttering faster with each swirl.

Bella’s breath stuttered, her thighs twitching against Lily’s cheeks as a ripple of heat shot straight through her belly. The wet heat of Lily’s tongue made every nerve along her slit spark alive; she could feel the pull deep inside, her muscles clenching around nothing, her clit throbbing with each flick.

Lily’s hands came up, fingers digging into the firm curve of Bella’s hips to draw her down harder. She shifted her mouth lower, the tip of her tongue brushing the tight ring below, teasing it in slow, damp circles before dipping just enough to taste the musky, intimate salt there. Bella’s breath broke into a gasp that trembled into a moan, her spine arching instinctively.

Her hips began to move, first in languid rolls, then in faster, needier grinds, the slick slide of her arousal coating Lily’s mouth. Lily drank her in greedily, her own body responding to every shiver and twitch above her, the taste sinking deep into her senses until it was all she could focus on. She alternated between broad, possessive licks that covered Bella’s entire slit and precise, teasing flicks that made her jolt and gasp.

Bella’s hands tightened on the headboard, her knuckles pale as the pleasure wound tighter in her belly, a delicious ache that demanded release. The muscles of her thighs trembled uncontrollably as she rode Lily’s face harder, chasing the pressure until it burst through her like heat breaking a dam.

Her cry was sharp and breathless, hips jerking as a wet rush flooded over Lily’s lips and tongue, coating her face with the molten spill of her climax. Lily swallowed what she could, the rest slicking her chin as she kept her mouth pressed against Bella’s trembling flesh, coaxing every last spasm from her.

Bella’s body sagged forward, her head dropping toward the headboard, hair falling like a curtain around her flushed face. She stayed there, chest heaving, every nerve buzzing, while below her Lily licked her lips slowly, eyes half-lidded and dazed with satisfaction, the taste still heavy on her tongue and the heat of Bella’s release still burning against her skin.

Lily’s lips were still slick with Bella’s taste when their gazes met—eyes dark, cheeks flushed, breathing uneven. The afterglow of release lingered in the air, but beneath it was that restless pulse neither of them wanted to ignore. Bella’s hand traced the inside of Lily’s thigh, and Lily’s answering smile was slow and wicked.

With a flick of wand, something shimmered into existence between them—a thick, gleaming double-ended dildo, the girth nearly identical to their husband’s cock. Bella’s pupils widened, heat flickering in her expression, and she leaned back onto her hands as Lily shifted.

Bella sat on the bed, legs spreading wide to offer herself. Her folds were still slick and glistening, the scent of her arousal heavy in the air. Lily held the toy steady, pressing the rounded tip against Bella’s entrance and watching as the first inch slid inside with a wet, yielding stretch. Bella’s mouth fell open, a low hum of pleasure vibrating in her chest as Lily fed her more, slow enough to feel every ridge, until the base met her skin.

Without a word, Lily turned the toy in her grip and settled opposite Bella, lowering herself until the other end pressed at her own entrance. She eased down, the stretch immediate and intoxicating, her cunt clenching greedily around the thick silicone as it pushed deeper. When both were filled to the hilt, they shifted forward until their hips met—skin to skin, the toy wedged snug between them, buried in both.

Their breasts pressed flush, the soft heat of skin-on-skin adding to the steady throb between their legs. Lily claimed Bella’s mouth in a kiss both lazy and hungry, tongues sliding, breaths mingling, their slow rocking sending subtle ripples of pleasure through the toy.

Bella broke the kiss to lower her mouth, her tongue flicking over the metal gleam of Lily’s nipple piercings before sucking one deep into her mouth. Her fingers tugged gently on the rings, making Lily’s breath hitch, the sensation shooting straight down to her core. “God, I love your huge tits,” Bella murmured against her, lips dragging across the curve before biting lightly at the swell.

The praise made Lily’s hands tighten on Bella’s ass, fingers digging into the soft flesh before pulling her forward, forcing the toy to slide harder and deeper inside them both. Bella moaned into her chest, her hips answering the push, fucking Lily back with more force, their rhythm building into something wetter, rougher, more urgent.

But it wasn’t enough. Not for Lily. With a sudden move, she pushed Bella back onto the bed, the toy still buried between them. Lily swung a leg over, straddling her, her hair falling forward to frame her flushed face. She pulled the toy from her own pussy with a slick, obscene sound, then guided the glistening length to her other entrance.

The initial press into her ass made her groan low in her throat, her muscles stretching around the thick intrusion until she was fully seated. She began to move almost immediately—deep, violent bounces that made her breasts sway and her breath come hard through clenched teeth.

Bella’s hands gripped Lily’s hips, matching the motion, driving the toy into her with upward thrusts that made both of them cry out. The sound of their bodies—wet, rhythmic, urgent—filled the room, each movement tightening the knot inside them until it finally snapped.

Lily came first, her body locking around the toy as pleasure tore through her, the orgasm pulling a raw, loud moan from her lips. Bella followed a heartbeat later, her back arching, toes curling, the release making her entire body quake beneath Lily. They rode it together, grinding through the aftershocks until their movements slowed, leaving them tangled, sweaty, and breathless, the toy still buried deep as the pulse of their shared climax lingered between them.

With heavy breaths, Bella laughed. “Master should tattoo ‘Anal Queen’ on your lower back. You always cum harder that way.”

“I’ll pass. Maybe a temporary one. For Christmas?” The idea wasn’t unappealing to Lily. Had it been only the adults who would see the tattoo she may have agreed but with the children around, that wasn’t proper. “What about you? Any other tattoo, you’d like?”

“Hmm…” Bella hummed in acquiescence. “Master doesn’t like it though. He said he loved my unblemished pale skin.”

Lily shifted to her side and began to kiss Bella's shoulder. “He’s not wrong. By the way, where is he?”

“Third floor. He wanted an actual bath”. Bella, using her arm not being kissed to gently grab Lily’s head and pull her to her own pierced nipples. When the redhead gently sucked and bit on it she let out a lustful moan.

Before they could have another round, however, Lily pulled away, removing her mouth from the delicious nipple. She didn’t want to but her day was packed and she couldn’t laze around in bed for all of it.

“Let’s take a shower.” She invited Bella as she got out of bed and walked to the bathroom.

Pouting like a child, the eldest of the Black sisters followed Lily to wash her body in record time. Once dry and dressed, they stepped out of their bedroom and went downstairs into the dining hall where they found Rick and a Hermione eating breakfast. Which one was she? They didn’t know. What they did know was that the young witch’s face was as red as Lily’s hair.

The lady Potter went to peck her husband on the lips and sit by his side. “What happened?”

“NOTHING!”

Everyone stopped at Hermione’s outburst. Even Bella who had just kissed Rick froze in the middle of taking a seat on his other side.

“I forgot to close the door of the bathroom and fell asleep.” was all Rick forwarded then drank from his cup of tea.

“And a little witch saw your basilisk.” Bella grinned from ear to ear, making Hermione blush even more and trying to hide behind her hands.

Lily chastised her wife, “Bella, have mercy on her,” although inwardly she was amused.

“There is nothing wrong with seeing a cock, Lily and she’s what? 17? 18 ?” Bella frowned. She was having fun teasing and she didn’t like Lily interfering with it.

“And how old were you when you saw your first one?” the redhead protested.

“If you mean a penis then 6. It was baby Siri’s. If you mean an actual cock then 28.” Bella shrugged, unconcerned by her answer.

“Twenty ei- What about Rodolfus?” Lily was confused by the reply she got.

Bella scowled deeply. “What he had wasn’t a cock, it was a pine needle. Only Corvus has a cock.” and to prove her word, she put her right hand on her husband's groin and began to massage it gently.

Lily simply sighed and went back to Hermione. “I’m sorry you had to see that.”

“Excuse me?” Rick interjected. “Can you rephrase that in a non offensive way, please? Because I remember last night and-”

He was silenced by Lily’s use of her wand.

“Can we please not talk about it anymore and act as if nothing ever happened?” Hermione pleaded, her face still red. She wanted to be anywhere but here but she was so embarrassed that the actual thought that she could leave never crossed her mind.

“Oh, no! We’re going to talk about it. A lot.” Bella denied then turned to Lily. “Can you push your plans today for tomorrow so we can have girls talk? It’s time to initiate Lyra anyway.”

A finger found itself tapping gently on Lily's chin. The redhead was deep in thought. It was clear to her that Hermione didn’t have anyone to tell her about witches' secrets. Not only where to buy special products but also spells, charms and potions. Her daughters and step-daughters already knew about the shop and the basic contraception charms and potions but not much else because they were, in her and Rick’s opinion, too young.

‘Tearing Petunia a new one up can certainly wait until tomorrow. Educating girls comes first. Alt-Hermione really needs that talk, so does Lyra. Maybe Ginny? She’s Lyra’s age and I doubt Molly would have taught her anything.’ Lily's thoughts raced in her head. “I can, yes. What do you have in mind?”

“Well, not just talk about you know what but normal girls talk in general. It’s obvious those girls need some guidance. Even Dora and Fleur. This world Andy really fucked it up with Dora and Fleur is french. I’m sure she knows plenty of things but not… others.”

Alt-Hermione was looking alternatively from Bella to Lily and wondered how and why her day was already in the realm of insanity when it was only seven and a half in the morning.

Less than two hours later, she found herself in the manor’s garden, sitting on a very comfy conjured couch, next to Ginny and the other Hermione. To the side was Rose and Susan sharing a loveseat with the latter in the former’s lap. Nymie and Fleur had their own couch too and so did Dora and Alt-Fleur. Lily and Bella had their own couch but this one was big enough for Andromeda, Narcissa and Bella. Alt-Andromeda or as Bella chose to call her: Dromy, had her own seat. Why Dora’s mother had been invited was beyond Hermione’s knowledge. She didn’t even understand what she was doing here.

“Why are we gathered here?” Ginny went straight to the point and Alt-Hermione couldn’t help but thank whatever God was out there.

“Girls Talk.” Bella spoke up plainly but with an air about her that the Alternates didn’t know she had or even could have. She was serious.

“What Bella means is that you girls need experience in the matter of love and sex.” Lily explained further.

Dromy stood up with a huff. “If this is the important talk I was urged to attend, I’m leaving.”

“Sit your ass back down, Dromy!” In a move that very few could actually witness, Bella had drawn her wand and cursed Dromy to sit back down and stick her there. “Those girls are in need of help, something which they would have had if you had raised Dora properly!” The scowled on the eldest Black instantly shifted to a pleased smile. “I also wanted to meet you. I have two Andromeda now!” She sounded absolutely giddy about this. No one commented, rightfully believing that it was one of Bella’s cuckoo moments.

“I haven’t been so disappointed in myself since the summer of 84.” A baleful glare was directed at Dromy from Andy.

“What happened in the summer of 84?” Dora was curious and asked.

“I passed myself as Bella to have sex with Rick because I was done with Ted’s cheating and disrespect.” Dromy’s eyes went wide in shock when she heard that and so did her daughter’s. “Even though everything ended well, I created lots of troubles and grief.”

Dromy couldn’t believe it. “Ted… Ted cheating on you? Me?”

“Yes. I don’t know much about yours but mine…Got a big head because he was making a lot of money and believed he could enjoy his French noble clients.” Andromeda’s tone was flat as if she was emotionally detached from the events. After nearly fifteen years she was, in truth. “He also didn’t want more children.”

“And not a very good father.” Nymie interjected, talking more to herself than anything. Fleur put her hand on the middle of her back and massaged it gently. “That’s alright, babe. He wasn’t that bad. Just not… caring. He did his duty flawlessly and I know he loves me but he doesn’t have the paternal fiber.”

Dora gave a sad look to her mother who grimaced slightly. From the talk she had with Nymie she had realized that her father wasn’t a very good one. Since he was most of the time at work when she was a child and then at Hogwarts she never really noticed but after thinking longly about it she realized the truth. Looking at her mother’s facial expression she knew she was aware and she knew that she too wanted more children. For the first time she was starting to question her parents' relationship.

“Mine is the same.”

Dromy said it in a whisper but not low enough to not be heard, her eyes fixed on the ground as if her mind was elsewhere and the words just escaped her lips on her own. Before Dora could say or do anything, Bella moved like a tigress from her seat and pounced on Dromy to take her into a hug. The act surprised everyone from the alternative universe, Dromy, herself, included. Bellatrix being comforting was a mind boggling sight. While they got to know Bella over the past few weeks, the specter of the unhinged Bellatrix, most loyal dog of Voldemort and queen of sadism and cruelty, was still in the alternates’ minds. Especially Dromy who was meeting Bella for the first time. That didn’t stop her to shed a few tears and to completely break down when Narcissa joined the hug.

“Well… That wasn’t quite what I had in mind for our girls' talk but it fits.” Lily commented.

Amelia agreed. “It's a good experience for the girls.”

“No offence but being there for family or girl friends because of a boy is not really new.” Ginny voiced her thoughts with Alt-Hermione nodding to the side.

“No but it goes beyond a simple breakup with a boy. There are real consequences here, important ones that you need to really think about.” Amelia retorted.

Before Alt-Hermione could ask Andromeda explained. “My counterpart is trapped. She broke a betrothal contract, ran away to marry a muggleborn and is probably persona non grata in Magical Britain. Ted is probably the only thing she has to survive. She can’t leave him if she wanted to. She wouldn’t be accepted in the Magical World except for a trade that wouldn’t be good because she’s in difficulty and she can’t really throw herself into the muggle world because she doesn’t have an identity there.”

Dora was not full of worry for her mother. She was panicking now. “Mom… Is that true?”

Sniffing once and accepting Narcissa’s handkerchief to wipe her tears, Dromy nodded her head.

“I’m alone and I can't do anything. No family, no friends, no-”

Alt-Hermione didn’t understand however. “Why did you not ask Professor Dumbledore? He helped Remus!”

Dromy frowned in displeasure. “Because it’s Dumbledore. That’s why. He may have been a benevolent man but he also had his agenda. When he let Sirius be locked up in Azkaban, I knew I couldn’t trust him for help. I may be a disowned Black but I’m still a Black. That matters.”

“Not anymore.” Bella interrupted and Dromy looked up at her in confusion. “Harry is the new Lord Black and he rescinded the disownment for you and Dora. Didn’t you receive the papers from Gringotts?”

“I… I didn’t.”

“How come? I did. Two days ago.” Dora revealed with a frown on her face. Frown that propagated to Dromy and which turned into a scowl.

“Ted.” She gritted her teeth and fury was in her eyes. “He’s the one taking care of the mail. Since no one but Nymphadora writes to me…”

“Girls, not a word about this to Rick.” Andromeda warned the teenagers.

“Why?” Ginny and Alt-Hermione echoed.

Lily winced and sighed in resolution. She explained it plainly. “He’s probably going to kill Ted if he knows.”

“Him? Not…” Ginny waved with her hand at Bella.

“I respect the authority of my head of house.” She said with a frown. “I know I’m crazy but I never joke about traditions.”

“Veronica and Vega are proof of that.” Lily huffed.

Rose got curious. “What do you mean, mom?”

“Bella thought that House Black and House Potter were patriarchal as most houses are. She had in her head that we would be popping children until we had a boy, an heir for each house as it was our duty. We were both done with children at the time.”

That revelation shocked Rose and Lyra. Lily quickly explained herself. “I became a soldier at 18 and fought for years in a war. When it ended I was already a mother and by the time I was 22 I had three babies. I had dreams I wanted to achieve which I felt like I could finally pursue and stop feeling like a broodmare. Now don’t misunderstand. I absolutely love Veronica and I’m very happy to have her, same for Bella with Vega. I just wish I could have had her later. Anyway… I was done, Rick too. We were on contraceptive potion and charm and Bella sneakily undid them so we could get pregnant again.”

“When we found out we were pregnant I also found out that Corvus changed the Houses’ law on succession. It’s the first born who inherits the title now. I got in so much trouble for it.” Bella winced at the memory of her long fight with Lily.

Both Hermione were about to ask something but Lily raised her hand to stop them. “We were talking about Dromy’s situation. That’s more important.”

“The situation is she’s divorcing his ass!” Bella almost shouted and everyone heard the rage in her voice. “She’s a Black again. She has access to her personal vault and can rejoin Magical Britain properly. She’s not dependent on the flobberworm anymore.”

Dromy looked at Dora with a conflicted look. As always her daughter was her priority. “Mom, do what makes you happy. I love dad, even though that took a hit recently but I love you more. You were the one who raised me and that means something.”

“Y-You don't mind if I leave your father?”

Dora shook her head. “Do what’s best for you.”

Everyone saw a new expression on Dromy and understood she made her choice. When Bella grinned from ear to ear with a glint of madness in her eyes, Andromeda shouted on the spot, shocking everyone.

“Absolutely not, Bella!”

She wasn’t the only one. Amelia and Narcissa understood what Bella had in mind.

“Yes, no.”

“Bella, you need to stop with this.”

“Lily! Back me up!” Bella pleaded for help to her wife who stayed silent with a conflicted expression. “Two Andromeda, Lily! Two!”

“What’s going on?” Alt-Hermione asked aloud what all the alternates were thinking.

It was Andromeda herself who answered without any grace. “Bella wants a strong House of Black. Her way to achieve that is to have Rick impregnate us to make powerful children. In this case: Dromy.”

Not a single jaw of the alternates was not on the ground.

Bella argued with vehemence in a borderline manic manner. “It works! Look at Atria! A metamorphmagus too! Rigella and Ursa? They already have powerful bouts of accidental magic! They’re seven and two!”

Narcissa had something to say about this. “We didn’t have more children to make our House stronger, Bella. We had them because we wanted them first and foremost. That they are magically powerful or gifted like Nymphadora and Atria is secondary.”

“Atria? I… You had another child?” Dromy looked with a mix of surprise, envy, jealousy and longing at counterpart.

Andromeda pulled her wallet from one of the pockets of her robe and showed Dromy some photos of her second daughter. “I’m surprised Dora didn’t tell you about her.”

Dora scratched her head, her hair turning to red which revealed she was ashamed. “Eeehh… I forgot about it?”

Not bothering with her daughter, Dromy looked at the picture of Atria. The adorable girl looked perfect in every way. The mixed feelings she had intensified. The idea of going through with this, with another pregnancy, began to germinate in her mind. Bella didn’t miss it and began whispering in her ear.

“He’s the best lay you’ll ever have. He’ll fuck you so hard you’ll pass out. We all did. What do you think we all attached ourselves to- Ow, ow, ow, Cissy!”

Narcissa had grabbed her older sister’s ear and dragged her away from Dromy. “Enough, you whispering serpent. You forget that Rick is very serious in raising his children even if he can’t recognize them. Unless she comes to live in our reality he won’t do it. He won’t have a child whose life he can’t be a part of.”

“But-”

Before she could protest more, Bella was pulled backward and so was Narcissa. The sisters fell onto Dromy who took them into a hug and began apologizing.

“I’m sorry. I…My Bella was turned into a monster and my Cissy hasn’t spoken to me in twenty five years. I…”

“There, there…” Bella said as she comforted Dromy grinning at Narcissa as if she had won. “You can come back with us, you’ll have all the-”

“BELLA!” Narcissa protested.

Andromeda too had something to say in a flat tone. “I feel the love, sister.”

That was the wrong thing to say. Bella pointed her wand at Andromeda and sent a philo full of sisterly love. “There’s my love.”

“You bitch!” Andromeda shouted but the anger didn’t fit the happiness she felt from Bella’s love for her. Her smile nearly split open her face horizontally.

Getting back on topic, Narcissa turned to Dromy. “There may be hope with your Narcissa. She recently discovered… life changing things and she might be open to reconnect with you. We can be there for a meeting if you want.”

“What life changing things?” wondered Dromy, curious but also hopeful.

“I’ll share with you later.” was all Narcissa said and Dromy understood it was a private matter.

“Or you can come back with us since you know… I’m the better sister.”

““BELLA!”” her sisters, Lily and Amelia chastised at the same time, making the called out woman huff, walk back to her Lily and sit in her lap instead of taking back her seat.

“Okay. That wasn’t what I expected when I heard about the girl's talk but this is highly entertaining.” Alt-Fleur spoke up for the first time since everyone gathered in the garden.

“I call this the Bella effect.” Lily joked and turned Bella’s head to peck her lips. “Now back to business.”

“My failure in teaching Nymphadora certain things. Like the existence of Witches’ Secrets.” Dromy interrupted.

“I’ve known about the shop, mom. For years.” Dora defended.

“But I should have told you among other things.”

“What shop?” Alt-Hermione asked not knowing.

“It’s a sex shop for witches, Hermione.” Ginny replied, shocking her friend.

“I’m surprised you know of it. I had to tell our Ginny because Molly… well…” Lily commented.

“Girls in the dorms told me about it.” Ginny answered then turned back to Alt-Hermione. “It sells more than just sex toys. Creams, lotions, and potions for the body. It's not just about sex in truth.”

“Yes. Honestly, if you want sex toys, you should go to a muggle shop. They are more advanced in that regard and have way more variety.” Nymie shared.

“The point is…” Lily took back the reins of the conversation. “That we are gathered to teach you what all the products do and a few potions and charms. Some for your personal safety when you’re engaging in intercourse, some for your hygiene and some purely for fun,” she looked at Lyra, Ginny and Alt-Hermione. “First off, the shop is on a perpendicular street in Diagon Alley. The intersection is two blocks down Quality Quidditch then it’s the first left.” She looked at Alt-Fleur who nodded.

“I thought Magical Britain didn’t have a shop like this. It’s a pain to get products from France.”

“Why didn’t Ginny tell you?” Rose asked.

Ginny scowled and looked away when Alt-Fleur’s eyes landed on her.

“Because just like her mother she doesn’t like that I’m taking her big brother away. She’s not happy that Bill doesn’t have as much time to spoil her anymore.” There was a bit of venom in Alt-Fleur’s voice.

“THAT’S NOT WHY!” Ginny roared. “You’re just annoying! And snotty! And so, SO, girly! And you treat me like a little girl! And Mom doesn’t like you because… Well you criticized everything about her! Which… Okay you have some good points about that but the way you said it is so arrogant! As if we were beneath you!”

Alt-Fleur’s jaw lowered and she looked like a goldfish, especially with her eyes who were so wide and round they looked like beads.

“That’s because from the very beginning she told me I was a hussy not good enough for Bill and used my allure to ensnare him! I wasn’t going to take it lying down!”

Now it was Ginny’s turn to look like a goldfish. “She… would totally do that.” she admitted with a wince.

“As for being snotty, that's simply not true! Sure, I was years ago, during the Tri-wizard tournament and you were a little girl at the time but I didn’t treat you that way ever since Bill introduced me to you and the rest of your family! I grew out of it, like you grew up! And I’m sorry trying to bond with you by doing girly things is annoying! You’re the only girl in your family relatively close to my age! I’m all alone here with the exception of Bill! I would have liked it if you shared your hobbies but besides calling me “phlegm” and talking behind my back you aren't very open.”

Alt-Fleur was breathing heavily now, trying to catch her breath. Silence reigned in the garden. An awkward one. It was broken but the situation was not made better when the sound of someone munching something was heard. Everyone turned to Bella who had a small bag of pop corn in one hand and filled her mouth with the other.

“What?” Bella asked, confused as to why everyone was giving her different looks. “Go on, it’s fun.” She invited Ginny and Alt-Fleur to continue airing their laundry.

The girls exchanged a look full of understanding. They would continue this conversation later and in private. Furthermore, now they had a better understanding of each other which may help a lot in fixing the relationship they had.

“Does this… girls’ talk have something more than heavy subjects? Like painting nails or trying a new haircut?” Alt-Hermione asked and the tension shifted. Honestly it was what she expected to begin with, like Parvati and Lavender did in their dorm room. She would have preferred talking about books but it was ‘girls’ talk’ and not ‘books’ talk’ so she knew what she was dragged into. Or thought so.

“Yes. Talk about new sex toys we tried.” Bella said with her mouth full and from one of her extended pockets pulled out a black monster of a dildo. Thick enough that one would almost need both hands to go around it and around 8 to 9 inches long.

Everyone but the ones sleeping with Rick, were slackjawed. Something that seemed to happen a lot presently.

“Bella. Why do you have a dildo in your pocket?” Amelia asked, pinching the bridge of her nose.

Bella answered as if it was obvious. “For girls’ talk.”

“So you’re not always walking around with it in your pocket?” Hermione half asked half stated and somewhat was a bit relieved.

“Of course I do. I don’t always have access to Rick when I’m horny so I always have a replica of his cock with me.” Bella completely shattered Hermione’s and everyone else's expectations.

Ginny was the first to react. She was completely gobsmacked and disbelieving. “There is no way Professor Potter has-”

“He does.” Alt-Hermione answered so fast and her words were so outrageous that both her hands went to her mouth to block it. Too late. With the exception of Bella and Lily everyone looked at her in surprise and with their eyebrows raised.

For the first time Lyra spoke up. Her eyes were squinted and there was a dangerous edge in her voice. “How do you know that?”

“I… He… HeforgottoclosethedoortothebathroomthismorningandIthoughtnoonewasusingitsoIwentinsideandandandand.”

At that point, Alt-Hermione’s mind was in overdrive. No one was at the wheel; it drifted away right into a wall.

“Your father forgot to lock the door to the bathroom this morning and Hermione entered thinking it was unoccupied.” Lily translated Hermione’s mumbling.

“So Professor Potter really…” Ginny began but stopped. “How does that fit?!”

Rick’s lovers snickered at the question. Dromy for her part was now seriously considering Bella’s proposal. It made sense to her now why all the adult women here from the alternate reality were having sex with the same man and settled down with him. Size was one thing and it may have pleased one or two but clearly all of them were satisfied if they stayed and that hinted at skills. Really good skills.

Alt-Fleur was clearly impressed and so was Dora. Bill and Remus were no slouch in the dick department but it was just that. A dick. What Bella had pulled out was a cock.

“Easily and like a glove.” Lily answered with pride.

Amelia sent her a glare. “Speak for yourself.” She was really annoyed that her pussy couldn’t take all of her husband.

“You get used to it rather quickly.” Bella confessed. “It’s even easier now that we’ve given birth.”

“Speak for yourself!” repeated Amelia. The problem for her wasn’t the ability of her pussy to stretch but its length, she couldn’t do anything about that. She was ignored however and Narcissa spoke up.

“Babies are larger and bigger over all. This size is difficult, yes but not impossible. Practice and training help a lot.”

“Speaking of practice, if one of you wants a go for Harry, you should probably prepare yourself.” Lily looked at Ginny and Alt-Hermione. “Dorea, that’s Rick’s mom, told me that it’s a Potter family trait with men. Her husband too was quite endowed. Now I don’t know about James or Harry since they technically come from a branch but I wouldn’t discount the possibility.”

Ginny seemed out of breath and Alt-Hermione a bit confused.

“I advise you to go up to it if you’re interested in Harry. Small toys first then bigger and bigger. Not too big. You being all tight would be better than already being perfect for him.”

Ginny nodded and mentally took notes. “Okay.”

“Can we please change topics?” Alt-Hermione pleaded, her face very red.

“Sure.” Bella shrugged her shoulders. “Does anyone want to share something or do we switch to the charms and spells?”

“Me! Me!” Dora raised her hand as if she wanted the attention of a teacher. “Other-me and Other-Fleur talked a lot about their adventures with Rick and I’m curious about your sex life in general. Where and when was your first time? What’s the most daring sex you had? And what was the most embarrassing?"

“I’m not sure that’s-”

Andromeda was cut off by Lyra. “Auntie, we’re here to learn from all of you. I personally would like to know about your experiences, especially your first time, considering mine.” she said ruefully.

“Not a good experience, huh?” Ginny asked with sympathy.

“I was gang raped, so no.”

It wasn’t just the words in Lyra’s voice that shot down the mood all to hell. It was also the subzero tone she had in her voice. The Alternate women were both shocked and completely taken out of a loop.

“Sorry, I made things awkward.” Lyra’s expression turned to sheepish as Bella tossed her bag of pop corn to Amelia without looking and pounced on her daughter to take her in a comforting hug. “If it makes you feel better. I don’t remember it. They obliviated me to not get caught. I’m just… enraged.”

“Not really, no.” Ginny said and took the mini-Bellatrix hand in her own for support. “They’re still at large then?”

“No, they were caught. Ever since Voldemort’s return at the end of the Tri-wizard tournament, dad had invisible surveillance snitches following each one of us. Mine recorded everything and they were caught.”

With that said, Lyra drew her wand and waved it around. Two black snitches were revealed above her and her mother’s head. Both Hermione found it brilliant.

“They’re rotting in Azkaban I hope.” Dora spoke up with a scowl on her face.

“Oh, they’re rotting, period. Them and their whole family.” Lyra grinned.

“Fudge let the boys go with hundreds of hours of community service.” Amelia explained with disgust. “Rick declared a blood feud. A real one from before the MoM. He put an end to it when each family transferred all their assets to him with a clause forbidding anyone in House Black to attack them further in any way or he would die. Somehow, the next day the three houses were extinct. With the contracts being ironclad every member of the House of Black is innocent. Without any leads, the case turned cold and the culprit is still at large.” She finished with annoyance.

“Daaamn!” Dora commented.

“My first time was at the beginning of my Fifth year in the Hogwarts Express!” Lily shouted loudly to get the attention and divert from the topic at hand.

“WOW! The Hogwarts Express?! That’s Bold!” Dora commented in awe.

Lily preened smugly while looking lazily at her manicure. “I am Lady Gryffindor.”

“I’m never entering a compartment without using a scourgify inside ever again.” Alt-Hermione said.

Lily agreed with the statement. “Sound idea. Rick and I were cleaning after ourselves but not all teenagers have the presence of mind to do that.”

“But why the train?” Alt-Hermione wondered.

“I’ve been spending the last week of August at Potter Manor with Rick, watching memories of him fucking Amelia.”

“You what?!” Rose and Susan exclaimed.

“Don’t interrupt.” Lily scowled and silenced them. “Besides finding then that I was bisexual and that I had a slight crush on Amelia-”

Amelia snorted. “More like a huge thirst!”

“Shhh you!” Lily muted Amelia too before continuing. “I was very horny. Between the teenage hormones, the two months of separation from Rick, the premium porn of him shagging Amelia almost everywhere in the castle and being under his parents roof… I was more than pent up. So when we arrived two hours early at King's cross, I dragged him to the very compartment we met in first year and gave him my virginity there. First blowjob and deepthroat too now that I think about it.”

“Slut.” Bella complimented her, and kissed the air in her direction to which Lily winked and kissed back.

“Okay. Completely shameless but at the same time, that whole first compartment where you met is kind of romantic. Not bad.” Alt-Fleur commented with a nod.

Lily gave her a bright smile. “Thank you. Who’s next?”

Bella went for it with enthusiasm. “Me! It was in November 1980 and-”

“That’s not true.” Narcissa refuted. “You were married to-”

“That worm doesn’t count! Just because he put his wet noodle in me doesn’t mean he took my virginity!” Bella scowled.

“Yes, Bella. It does.” Andromeda supported her younger sister.

“No, it’s when the guy tears your hymen, which certainly didn’t happen the one time the worm “consummated” our marriage!”

Once again, jaws went slacked.

“You… you mean Rodolphus…?” Narcissa couldn’t even form the words because it was too absurd.

“Yes!”

Narcissa and Andromeda began to laugh hysterically at the knowledge. Rodolphus Lestranges had always boasted about his junk during their years at Hogwarts.

“Morgana’s bra! That’s the funniest thing I’ve ever heard!” Andromeda spat between laughs.

Bella muted both her little sisters to continue her tale. She completely ignored the glares she received in return.

“So as I was saying…. November 30th 1980. Rick and I came back from the most perfect date. We ate at an uppity Indian restaurant then went to the theater to watch the shining. The movie was half over that I was ready to fuck him right here right there in his seat. Except he denied me on purpose.” She said with a displeased grunt then her expression changed to one of mischievously happy. “When he brought me home I dragged him inside before he could aparate away then to my room. I was riding him before he understood anything.”

“There is much more to this!” Narcissa interjected in outrage. She remembered quite vividly the night since they had made so much noise she hadn’t been able to sleep. Bella just shrugged and Amelia went next.

“Christmas of 74. We were staying in the castle during the holiday. I smuggled him inside the Hufflepuff common room and into my bedroom. The whole ordeal had been very, very awkward.”

“Why?” Alt-Hermione spoke before she thought.

“It was both our first time.” Amelia answered with a pleased smirk.

“But I thought…” Susan began and was a bit confused as she looked between her Aunt and Lily. Her mind had not yet realized that Lily had talked about having sex with Rick after he had with her aunt.

Amelia cut her off to explain what happened. “Rick was quite dense at the time. I asked him to help with breaking my betrothal contract and he went with it. He didn’t get that I wanted to date.” There was a bit of bitterness in her voice when she said that. “At the end of the holiday we stopped having sex and at Easter, Lily put her claws on him.”

“I can’t believe you smuggled dad into the badger’s common room.” Rose said, incredulous.

“The Fat Lady wouldn’t have let me in.” shrugged Amelia. “That’s the tamest location we had sex that Christmas."

“Because you did it elsewhere?!” Both Hermione asked in surprise. To the side, Ginny had pulled out a notebook and was taking notes, discreetly.

“Everywhere we could.” smirked Amelia proudly. “Although it’s probably much, much less than Lily and Marlene.”

Once again Lily preened as if she was a queen. “We did it in every room of Hogwarts at least once.”

“Shut up! Not everywhere!” Bella protested.

“Every-where.” Lily insisted.

“The greenhouses?”

Lily answered Bella’s question on the spot. “Number 3 right above the dirigible plums.”

“The slytherin’s common room?”

“Easter of 77, we used Slughorn’s office.”

“Shut up no way!”

“Yes way. It was the last common room we did it in. We did it in the boat house, current and the former one hidden in the cliff. We did it inside the secret passage of the aqueduct. The shrinking shack, Hagrid’s hut once. Everywhere.” Lily shared many examples.

“The chambers of Secrets!” Bella grinned sure of her victory.

“Auntumn of 91 when Rick was visiting with Bill. We also did it in Slytherin’s scriptorium and gave a show to the headless hunt.”

“Morgana’s…” Bella was losing and she didn’t like it so she came up with a location she was sure would bring her victory. “DUMBLEDORE’S OFFICE!”

“We did it so many times there I lost count!” Lily was very proud of that one and laughed. “Most of the time Fawkes sang happily. Headmistress Derwent said that I was a lucky witch as she never saw such a fine wizard specimen. Nigellus even told me that despite me being muggleborn he wouldn’t mind if I came again after he watched my tits and ass bounce for an hour.” At that point Lily was giggling like mad.

Everyone else was just too stunned to comment on the revelations they just heard. Lily finally gave them the coup de gras.

“The sorting hat was awake and even gave Gryffindor two hundred points in January.”

“Wait! That’s where those points came from?!” Hermione interjected, completely bewildered. “No one knew where they came from! We won the cup thanks to them!”

Susan protested in outrage. “Foul! I’m calling foul! That’s just cheating!”

“How come teachers can get points for a house in the first place?! How come the sorting hat can give them?! Can it also take them?!” Alt-Hermione’s mind was near a melting point.

Lily laughed at the question. “I have absolutely no idea.”

“Somehow sharing my first time after the biggest slut in the whole Magical Britain’s revelations doesn’t enchant me much.” Andromeda said flatly. “Especially since it has been with Ted in a banal broom closet on the fifth floor during my sixth year.”

“I want to defend you so much for the comment, mum but sadly I can’t.” Rose said.

“It’s fine. I know what I am and I’m not ashamed. Although it’s only for your father.”

Amelia and Bella answered at the same time. ““And me.””

“Not the same thing. Rick is the only man I would do those things for.”

“Mine was in Malfoy manor in the master bedroom.” Narcissa spoke up. “I may hate Lucius with every fiber of my being but he had a decent equipment and knew how to use it relatively well.”

““Charlie Weasley in the quidditch shower. Seventh year.”” Dora and Nymie spoke at the same time then turned to each other and grinned.

“No way?! Charlie? Goodie two shoes Charlie? My brother?” Ginny stopped writing notes to react, hearing the name of her older brother.

“You forget that Charlie fled to Romania to escape your mother, Ginny. He’s not as innocent as you think.” Dora pointed out.

The weasley girl frowned. “He did not.” She didn’t like the idea that her second brother fled the country to avoid their mom.

Lily gave her a sympathetic smile. “Sorry, Ginny but he did. He could have been England’s team seeker. Rick even arranged for him to try out for the magpies. When we heard he went to Romania to be a dragonologist when there is a reserve here, Rick nearly lost it and went to curse his ass. Charlie apologized in a letter saying that while he loved your mother very much he couldn’t handle how overbearing she is and needed to get away. If you noticed, all your brothers left mostly for the same reason. Bill, Charly, Percy, the twins.”

“They just left the nest.” Ginny knew that her argument was weak. She remembered the many many times her mother was on her brothers’ back for everything.

“Keep telling yourself that.” Bella replied then turned to Lily as her nieces gave her an avenue. “Quidd-”

“Bella, Rick was Gryffindor’s seeker for five years. Of course we did it there. Plenty of times.” Lily answered and Bella clicked her tongue.

Fleur took a turn. “Bertrand Pivot in my third year. Inside the Pool.”

“Toi Aussi?” Remarked Alt-Fleur.

“Oui. Was he a disappointment too?”

“Unfortunately.”

“Third year? That’s young.” Lyra remarked.

““Veelas mature sooner,”” the French witches replied.

Bella turned to her Alternate sister. “Dromy?”

“Same as Andy.” the witch answered.

The Lady Black then turned to the teenagers, squeezing her daughter’s shoulder, messaging that she didn’t have to talk about her experience. “Girls?”

“Still a virgin.” Ginny said proudly which surprised Alt-Hermione.

“Really? I thought you and Dean…”

“No. That’s Lavender being a bad gossip. She saw Dean and I coming out from a broom closet and we were disheveled but we just passionately kissed.”

“Potter Manor, Rose’s bedroom. Summer of 95.” Suzie spoke up with a grin.

Lily rolled her eyes and spoke with a droll tone. “What a surprise.”

“It could have been in the play room. How many times did Rick catch them there?” Bella pointed out.

“We never did anything there!” Rose protested with a blush on her face.

Amelia was quite disbelieving. “Because he interrupted you? I remember him telling me about finding the two-”

“We don’t talk about this event, Auntie!” Rose shouted. “Ever!”

“Fine, Fine.” Amelia waved her hand away in surrender.

That left only the two Hermiones who exchanged a look before looking at everyone.

““Still a Virgin.”” they said with a sigh.

“Don’t be too down. It’s not a competition. I waited until 28, remember?” Bella reassured them which was quite a surprise coming from the openly wanton woman.

“What about Ron?” Ginny asked.

“Ew. No.” Hermione commented. “No offence, Ginny. But my world Ron has barely discovered what girls are a year ago and he spent it eating Lavender’s face.” That made Ginny wince and pray for her counterpart in the other reality.

Alt-Hermione spoke up next. “It’s a work in progress? I liked him but he’s soooooo…”

Ginny sighed in defeat. “Yeah, I know. Lazy and insensitive.”

“Really, he fixes that and I wouldn't mind dating him. He’s loyal and funny so it’s half the checkboxes for me.”

“Not Harry?” Lily asked.

“Harry? No. I used to have a crush on him but it was in first and second year. I see him as the brother I never had now. The simple thought…” Alt-Hermione shook her head. “That’s just wrong to me. Don’t worry, Ginny, I’m not taking him away from you.” She gave her friend a smile and got one in turn.

Dora took back control of the conversation. “Most daring sex?”

“Oh, goodie.” Lily laughed and Rose simply prayed to the heavens to not be embarrassed.

“More daring than the Hogwarts Express or Dumbledore’s office?”

“Oh, Ginny, that’s just the location. That’s not that daring. Wearing nothing but a collar, a leash and my Grynffindor thigh socks, walking on all four after curfew under an invisibility cloak, being taken every time Rick or I felt like doing it… That is daring. That was also the first time we roleplayed. I was his lioness. So bonus points?”

Everyone looked at Lily in silence.

“What?” she inquired, confused.

“I can’t believe you made prefect and headgirl.” Nymie said with a deadpan voice.

“How so? My grades were off the charts and I was quite the disciplined student. I was only naughty outside my student time and Headgirl time. In fact I was the best headgirl since Amelia.” Lily answered, still confused.

“Best headgirl, huh. Bet Rick would agree with that.” Bella teased.

Lily snorted. “Not remotely what I meant but also yes.”

“Seeing you as a proper professor will never be possible again.” Hermione muttered too loud.

“And that’s why girl’s talks are important.” Amelia pointed out. “It deconstructs the image we have of others. Sometimes for the best, sometimes for the worst and sometimes for both.”

Hermione realized that her words sounded negative. “Oh! I wasn’t judging, Professor!” she quickly said to Lily. “I just can’t reconcile the… role model that you present yourself as and the…”

“Slut she is?” Bella finished Hermione’s sentence with an amused smirk on her lips.

Taking pity on the teenager, Lily spoke up. “I’m both. I am proper when I’m in public, as it is expected. It’s not a mask however. Otherwise my children would have seen that side of me long ago. Everyone would have, Hermione. It’s like that for everyone.”

“True.” Amelia nodded. “Except Bella.”

The Lady black kept grinning. “You get what you see both ways.”

“Now that I think about it… I never really caught you being inappropriate.” Rose remarked looking at her mother.

Susan agreed but remembered one incident. “There was that one time when Uncle and you were kissing like mad on the couch in the living room. Your language was… Well you said you weren’t wearing panties. I remember because that’s the most improper I ever heard you, Aunt Lily.”

Lily nodded. “Exactly. Time and place, girls. Never forget that. Being led around on a leash? We did it not only past curfew but after the prefects’ patrol was over and we knew we wouldn’t get caught. Now, who’s next?”

Surprisingly it was Narcissa who spoke up. “The top of the Eiffel tower on Boxing day. It was closed because it was late at night but I think that still counts.”

“It does!” Bella mentally high five her little sister.

“The Eiffel Tower, really?” Andromeda asked Narcissa who nodded. “Not fair. He never brought me anywhere.”

“You’re always working, though.” Lily pointed out. “You and Amy. You know he’ll bring you anywhere you want should you ask.”

“Speaking of, Amelia? Office tryst?” Bella stated almost certain.

“Yes, it happened. No, it wasn’t the most daring. We asked the Room of Requirement to give us copies of some of Filch’s equipment during my last year. You know, the ones he wants to use on the students for punishment. Iron cuffs, chains… That kind of thing.”

Lily was shocked to hear that. “I never knew about that! Why?!”

“I didn’t want you to get any ideas with me.” Amelia answered on the spot.

Lily understood and agreed with the thought. “Okay, fair. Next?”

“When I passed myself as Bella.” Andromeda answered with a sheepish expression.

“Ballsy of you, true,” Bella admitted.

“What about you Auntie?” Nymie asked.

The woman froze then blinked. It was as if her thought process had stopped and nobody was home for a moment. “Japan 82. I wasted Rick and Lily in the hotsprings of the hotel then undid their contraception so Rick could breed us.”

“That’s even worse than Lady Potter, somehow.” Ginny noted aloud. “Also disappointing? I mean, you’re very open with what you do or did. You walk around with a replica of your husband’s dick in your pocket. I honestly expected something wilder?”

“I’m wild but not a shameless slut.” Bella retorted.

“You are a shameless slut, Bella.” Lily countered, amused.

“Yes but… I mean… I’m… Vanilla? I don’t really have kinks or fetishes like you. I’m just honest about what I want and do.”

“You’re wearing a slave collar with your name on it.” Alt-hermione remarked with a brow raised.

Bella had a good answer to that. “Yes but that’s not sex related. I wear it because I love the idea and fact of Master owning me. It’s an emotional thing, not a physical or mental one. Well… maybe a bit on the mental side.”

“...You’re so contradictory.” Alt-Fleur pointed out. “Sorry that sounded bad when it’s not.” She quickly apologized. “I meant… you’re so open and shameless about things that unconsciously I equated it to you being… Quite perverted.”

Bella just shrugged her shoulders. “Common mistake.”

Ginny suddenly asked a question that she had on her mind for some days now. “Why are you calling Professor Potter Master one time then the next it’s Corvus or Rick?”

““That’s true!”” both Hermione exclaimed, only now noticing the strange pattern.

“I call my husband “Master” when I’m feeling playful or when I want to feel like he owns me. I call him “Corvus” when it’s House related and important as it’s his proper name. I call him “Rick” for all the rest. As to why?.... It just feels right to me?”

“That makes a whole lot of sense and it’s blowing my mind it’s coming from you. No offense.” Ginny replied.

Bella simply grinned. “None taken. I’m insane, I won’t deny it, but I’m not stupid. There is always a method to madness. Who’s next?”

“Me!” Dora said with enthusiasm which immediately faded. “Still with Charlie in the quidditch showers but not the same time. We tried to be discreet as there were some members of the teams left in the locker room.”

“I’m passing on this one.” Alt-Fleur said when Dora looked at her to go next.

“Thank you.” Ginny said, not unkindly but not with warmth either.

“You’re welcome.”

Nymie went next. “Easter this year. Rick and I went at it on his broom up in the air during one of our family quidditch matches.” She grinned but her face was flushed.

“And I’m the slut!” Lily joked, teasing the metamorphmagus.

“Hmm… It hasn’t been long enough in our relationship for the opportunity to be really daring so I’d say… My first time with him in the play room? Nymphadora was there too.”

“Threesome from the start. Not bad.” Bella was impressed. “Dromy?”

“I got pregnant from a muggleborn while being part of the House of Black?”

Every pureblood witch present snorted at Dromy’s answer.

“Huh. Never thought about it like that.” Andromeda replied while shifting in her seat, uncrossing her legs and crossing them again.

“You risked your life on that one.” Narcissa agreed with how daring that has been.

Rose and Susan had mainly had sex in either of their rooms so there wasn’t any daring for them. The rest were virgins and in consequence, Dora started the round from the most embarrassing sex.

“Just to be clear. Are we talking about actual sex, like in the act? Or aftermarth?” Lily asked for clarification.

Dora shrugged her shoulders. “Share both if you have both?”

“Alright. Rick and I got caught by-”

Rose interjected “Me. Gosh it was embarrassing.”

“Sorry, sweetie but no. I wasn’t embarrassed one bit and neither was your father.” Lily denied. “It was in our seventh year. Gryffindor had just won the quidditch cup and I dragged Rick into a broom closet just outside the common room where everyone was partying. We immediately went at it. I wasn’t wearing any underwear and Rick went directly balls deep because I was wetter than the Black Lake. Then the door opened and Minerva was there.”

Everyone let out a ‘hou’ sound. They all had Minerva McGoncagall as a professor and knew how strict she was with discipline.

“I still had my skirt on so she didn’t see Rick inside me. She thought we were just kissing passionately which to be fair we were. I had my blouse opened and showing a lot of cleavage to the point you could almost see my nipples.”

“How did you survive?!” Ginny asked, completely bewildered by the tale.

“Well… She asked for how long we’ve been dating and apparently our answer made her win a bet she had with the other teachers. 75 galleons in total plus the win of the quidditch cup plus the fact it was the end of our last year and we’ve been nothing but exemplary students plus the fact we were her favorites… She gave us ten minutes to disappear before she came back to check the closet.” Lily had a nostalgic smile on her face, remembering the event. Then she went with the post sex embarrassment. “On Christmas of 75, I gave Rick my anal virginity and-”

““What?!””

Everyone from the alternate Universe plus Hermione, Susan and Rose exclaimed as one. Lyra was suddenly even more interested in her aunt’s tale.

“I’m sorry, Professor, but I think I heard you say you gave your husband your anal virginity, implying that you took THIS,” Ginny was pointing at the enormous black dildo still in Bella’s hand. “Inside your ass?”

Lily grinned. “I never came so hard in my life! Rick never fuck me so hard either! I discovered plenty of things that Christmas. One, that I can squirt, two, that passing out from an orgasm is actually not a myth, three, that I absolutely love anal sex. The next morning I couldn’t even sit down. My ass felt like it was on fire. I had to ask Dorea, who, as a reminder, was my boyfriend’s mother, to check on it because she was a healer. Talk about embarrassing.”

Half the ladies looked at her as if she was a monster; a succubus who had escaped hell while the other half looked at her as if she was a goddess. A goddess of sex.

Ginny looked alternatively between the dildo and Lily. “How?”

“Lots and lots of lube. We’re going to teach you the cleaning and lube spell later. Mainly? It was training. Just like Bella said earlier you better start with a small sex toy and go up. I went through no less than six different buttplugs at Hogwarts for my ass to be able to take Rick without much pain. Everyday I went to class with one on. Now? I fit him like a glove.” She smiled proudly.

“That doesn’t beat Rick fucking Bella through the floor of her bedroom where we, our mother and Dorea were.” Narcissa said nonchalantly and everyone turned to her with eyes as wide as saucers.

““What?!””

“I’m not embarrassed about that, Cissy.” Bella scowled.

Andromeda retorted. “You’re not embarrassed about anything, Bella. Cissy probably brought it up because if you had an ounce of shame that would be your moment.”

“I’m sorry.” Dora interjected. “What do you mean by ‘Rick fucked Aunt Bella through the floor’?”

“Exactly as it sounds.” Andromeda replied and Narcissa explained further.

“Bella’s first time lasted eight hours. The soundproof charm broke twice. We were supposed to gather early in the morning and go as a group to Rick’s shop’s opening. Now, the house was really old and not properly maintained and after eight hours of brutal sex, the wood cracked and Rick and Bella, along her broken bed, fell through the floor right in the middle of the living room. Both were climaxing so they didn’t notice what had happened. Rick was exhausted and Bella a complete mess of sweat and bodily fluids.”

Everyone turned to Bella now and she simply grinned like a loony. Lyra gave her mother a jealous look.

“That can’t be real. Is there a memory of it somewhere?” Ginny asked.

Lily called Tipsy so she could bring a pensive. Narcissa was more than happy to share the memory. From then on, other memories were shared and Lily used the opportunity to instruct the younger girls.