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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M, Multi
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_J._K._Rowling
  Relationship:
      Mr_Granger/Hermione_Granger, Sirius_Black/Hermione_Granger, Sirius_Black/
      Hermione_Granger/Lavender_Brown/Parvati_Patil, Sirius_Black/Lavender
      Brown/Parvati_Patil
  Character:
      Sirius_Black, Hermione_Granger, Mr_Granger_(Harry_Potter), Lavender
      Brown, Parvati_Patil
  Additional Tags:
      Animagus_Bestiality
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-06-20 Completed: 2015-06-28 Chapters: 3/3 Words: 8519
****** Bad Doggy ******
by wnelson001
Summary
     After his escape from Azkaban Sirius runs into a Hermione Granger in
     a compromising situation. Of course Sirius being Sirius he decides to
     join in.
Notes
     written in conjunction with Sparrow the Wolf from SF
***** Chapter 1 *****
Finally.

Having broken free from Azkaban Prison, Sirius Black not only becomes an icon
among all villainous wizards and witches, but he also becomes a free man.
Well, in this case, a free canine, often mistaken as a Grim in the wizarding
world – a dog that if seen, foretells bad luck and overall… possibly death.
Sirius had no time to think of all the details, however. His focus was getting
as far away from Azkaban as he could.
 

Under the alias “Padfood”, Sirius approaches a rather large house, surrounded
by the cities. The place looked rather average, truly not that magical at all.
Life as a dog would be hard, here. Already Sirius finds himself playing frogger
with the streets, trying not to get hit. Making it across the street, Padfoot
sits on the sidewalk outside the large house and pants, looking anxiously at
the traffic.

My God… these people drive like mad! I nearly died… I’d best get some cover for
the night, I’ll need to… huh? Padfoot’s incredible sense of smell catches wind
of a light, feminine scent – in his nostrils, the scent is warm and even a bit
musky.
Well, well… that does smell rather… good. Oh… it’s been so long since I’ve had
the company of a female… I wonder if… no, I truly shouldn’t.
Padfoot ignores his better conscience and sneaks through the fence posts
surrounding the house. He appears in its back yard where there is a rather
large pool and lawn chairs – three of them – lined up next to each other,
facing the pool.
On one of the chairs is thirteen year old girl with wavy brown hair. The musk
was coming from her.
Padfoot slowly stalks his way up to the girl, close enough to where he can hear
her speaking. She’s using a telephone.
 

“Yeah? And then what would you do…” she says in a rather flirtatious, sultry
voice, “Uh huh? Yeah… Oooh, that makes me so hot…”
Who the devil would she be speaking to that way? No matter… her scent… it’s
making me… mgh…
Padfood attempts to move closer, but the sound of a door opening startles him,
chasing him out of the fence again. Curious, he sticks his head back in, in awe
at what he sees.
 

An older, overweight man, near his thirties approaches the girl, who suddenly
takes her hand out of her pants and hangs up her phone, turning her head to the
man, almost as if being caught.
The man is pretty well hung for his age and size, approaching the girl and
leaning over the back of the chair. “Your mother isn’t home.” ”
“Oh? I suppose I should start now…” the girl says, almost happily.

The man begins groping and caressing the young girl. To Padfoot’s delight, he
feels his groin tingling and an erection begins to grow.
“Hermione, your chest has gotten bigger, hasn’t it?”
“Yes, Daddy, I think so. My minge is also changed. I had to shave it this
morning, care to see?”
Padfoot shakes his head and starts panting as the girl – Hermione – stands out
of the lounge chair. She’s clearly wearing a rather skimpy bikini – black and
sheer. It may as well be considered lingerie.
Hermione lowers her panties, showing the man she called “Daddy” her bare,
swollen vagina.
“Hermione, Dear… you’re swelling.”
“Is that good, Daddy?”
“Of course. It means you’re ready for our game! You know what to do, Princess.”
 
 
Hermione lowers herself to her knees, her bottoms still around her knees. As
she kneels, she takes her father’s cock in her mouth; not hesitating, Hermione
immediately begins sucking, bobbing her shaggy, brown-haired head up and down
the massive shaft.
As she’s kneeling, her legs are wide apart, spreading open her pussy lips,
releasing more of her musky scent. Padfoot musters all his strength to keep him
from dashing into the yard. Feeling his erection harden even more, Padfoot can
only watch.
 

The man stops Hermione’s sucking and smiles, “Turn around, Love. Let Daddy
soothe your aching pussy before Mum comes home, yeah?”
“Alright, I’ve missed it!” Hermione says, turning around, showing her father
her round, supple ass. Beneath her ass is her swollen, glistening, dampened
pussy.
Hermione’s father slowly gets to his knees, positioning his cock against her
pussy, sliding the tip up and down her entrance, rubbing her clit with his
leaking tip.

“Ungh… Daddy… that feels so nice…” Hermione moans gently, sighing in relief and
pleasure.
“Good, that’s a good girl,” her father says, slowly easing his cock deeply into
her pussy, listening to her moan and coo in pleasure.
Padfoot begins panting a bit harder as he watches Hermione’s pussy swallow the
entire length of her father’s cock. He watched attentively as Hermione’s father
pressed his thighs against his daughter’s, soon pulling out his length, only to
slide it back in, picking up the pace.
“Daddy… mgh! Yes… please… harder!”
Hermione’s begging made her father smile, and he gladly thrusted harder, also a
bit faster.
 

The moaning and cooing fill the night air as Padfoot ends up creeping close to
the situation, smelling Hermione’s scent as her father pulls his cock out of
her, cumming all over her pussy, filling it with his creamy, thick cum.

Padfoot can’t help himself. He dives between Hermione’s father and her pussy,
shoving the father out of the way.
“What the?!” Hermione’s father jumps, stumbling on his knees, “A dog?! Whose
dog is…”
Hermione’s father falls silent as he watches as the mangy black dog laps deeply
at Hermione’s pussy, licking his cum out of her and slipping his tonge deeply
into her pussy.
He licks hard and fast over Hermione’s clit, forcing her to shake as she cums.
Hermione’s moans are more aggressive as the sensitivity in her clit
intensifies. She cums again, harder, dampening Padfoot’s maw.
Padfoot begins to thrust his hips, his cock reaching out but grabbing nothing.
As he licks faster and faster, he feels a knot forming at the base of his
canine cock.
Suddenly, his seed sprays onto the ground and onto Hermione’s leg.

Hermione’s shaking orgasm is too much; she crawls away, hoping to catch a
breather.
 

“Hermione, my goodness!” her father cries, “Even the animals want a piece of
your sexy ass.” Hermione’s father looks down at Padfoot’s groin, noticing his
large, thick, red cock, twitching under his belly, “He’s even got a chubby!
Hermione, honey… why not welcome this little doggy to our home, huh? The way
Daddy showed you.”
 

Hermione, panting and shaking, still cumming a bit, turns to face the cum-faced
dog, smiling and looking up at her father.
“Should I fuck him, Daddy?”
“Nah, princess. Let him fuck you. He’s our little guest afterall.
Padfoot begins panting. What? Seriously? They aren’t angry? Yes! I’m getting
laid… oh, it’s been so long!

Suddenly, he watches as Hermione leans forward, moving her hands under his arms
and picking him up slightly. Laying backwards, Hermione drags the medium sized
dog overtop of her, Padfoot’s tip grazes Hermione’s clitoris; that’s enough to
send him wild.
Padfoot thrusts madly, panting as he looks down at the girl, who looks pleased,
yet confused.
Padfoot’s panting intensifies as he quickens his thrusts, wrapping his arms
tightly over Hermione’s hips and knotting deeply inside her.
“Ooh! Daddy, the dog feels rather… tight… suddenly!” Hermione moans, “Is… is
this…” Hermione is interrupted by a feeling of swelling. Padfoot’s knot grows
larger, connecting the two quite tightly.
“Oh! He’s knotted!” Hermione’s father laughs, “Means he’s gonna cum. He can’t
get out ‘til he does, though. Aren’t you lucky?”
Padfoot grins as he feels a strange sensation. He then recalls a little-heard-
of rule in the wizarding world: Should any wizard fornicate with a muggle, a
special bond is formed. Not only will a bond be formed, but it’s also an
informal engagement.
Padfoot’s ears perk as Hermione smile down, “Does this mean you’re my familiar
now?” she whispers out of her father’s range of hearing.
Familiar? Wait, is she a witch? She’s a Hogwarts student, I’ll bet! Muggles
don’t know about familiars.
 
 

The ministry of magic is an organization responsible for maintaining,
protected, and often times regulating the magic that takes place in all of the
wizarding world.
Once they’ve received notice of Padfoot’s and Hermione’s bonding, the bonding
was seen more as a familiar and master bond; it was as if Sirius was never a
part of it.
It was decided. Hermione would soon receive a letter from the ministry
congratulating her on the bonding of her new familiar. An owl would be sent the
next day.
 
 

It was agreed upon, for future fun, that Padfoot would be allowed to sleep at
the Granger’s house that night. In the morning, Padfoot awoke on Hermione’s
bed, still in his canine form to see Hermione bustling about in her room,
packing and frantically searching through her belongings and her clothing.
She stops, looking back at the dog, “Today is the day!” she says excitedly,
“Today is the day I get to go back to Hogwarts! I dunno if you know, doggy,
but… I’m a witch!”
Padfoot tilts his head. I knew it! She is indeed a witch. Living here… she must
be muggleborn. Either way, she’s my witch now… I should go with her.
 
***** Chapter 2 *****
 
Waking up on her first official day of the new year at Hogwarts: School of
Witchcraft and Wizardry,
Hermione Granger stretches her arms out wide and runs a hand through her wavy,
brown hair, messed from
sleep. Looking down at the side of her bed, she can see Sirius laying asleep,
having shifted back to his
human form in his sleep.
“Padfoot?!” Hermione hisses a pianicked whisper, “You’re a man?!” Hermione
panics, whipping her pillow out
from behind her and plopping it onto his head.
“Snuh, huh?” Sirius groans, waking up, “Oh, good morning, Dear… I’m… oh! That’s
a problem, isn’t it?”
“A big one! Why didn’t you tell me?” Hermione says. Soon, she hears the girls’
dorm door creaking. “Shift
back! Now! Ugh, you should have told me!”
Sirius panics and immediately changes back to his grim form, sitting on the
floor, looking to the door and
panting. Hermione remains sitting in her bed.

To girls named Lavender and Parvati enter the room. Lavender smiles widely as
she sees Padfood sitting on
the floor and rushes up to him, petting him, none the wiser.
“Hermione, aren’t you excited?” Parvati asks, a smile across her young, bronze
face.
“Oh… for… the new school year?” Hermione says, almost in a daze, watching
Padfood pant as Lavender pets
him, scratching his sides and ears.
“Of course,” Parvati softly giggles, “I believe we’ve got some classes
together. Hurry along, though!
Breakfast is being served!”
Parvati pulls Lavender’s sleeve a bit.
“Come out of bed, Hermione!” Lavender smiles, “Bye doggy! See you later!”
 

Hermione watches as the girls leave, and immediately she hops out of bed and
sits on her knees before her
canine companion.

“Do you remember when you found my daddy and me in our back yard?” she says,
leaning forward with a small
grin on her face. “I’ve been thinking about it rather often since. You know.
How good it felt?” she
whispers.
Padfoot tilts his head and begins wagging his tail. His eyes light up with
anticipation. He had a pretty
good feeling about where this was heading.
“I think,” Hermione whispers, “that we should do it again. I’m feeling rather
hot, Padfoot.”
Hermione giggles as she lifts her nightgown a bit, revealing her soft, cotton
panties, hugging her hips and
ass firmly.
Padfoot whines a bit and looks down between his hind legs, watching as his
erection springs free from his
sheath.
“So, Doggy?” Hermione says, standing up and sitting on the foot of her bed,
laying back, resting on her
elbows, “You’ve been a good boy, come on, before the girls come back, then!”

Padfoot whines with joy and immediately stands up on his back feet, resting his
paws on Hermione’s bed. He
watches as she slips her panties down over her knees. Her smooth, creamy flesh
is barely touched as her
panties fall past her ankles and onto the floor.
Padfoot’s sense of smell is stricken with a sweet musk, damp and strong. His
nose leads him directly to
Hermione’s pussy.
He pants with arousal, his hot breath teasing Hermione’s wet, aching labia.
Hermione lays back completely, spreading her legs slowly, a small ways, as she
lifts her hips and arches
her back, feeling the arousal tease her entire body.
“Lick me, Padfoot,” Hermione whispers, “Please… I loved when you made me cum,
please do it again.”
With no hesitation, Padfoot begins running his tongue across Hermione’s soft,
bare pussy. Her slightly
plump labia cushions his wide, flat tongue as he presses inward, tasting her
sensitive, stiffening, swollen
clit.
Hermione instantly exhales in relief and comfort, closing her eyes and pulling
her nightgown up to her
stomach. She relaxes as she feels Padfoot’s tongue caressing and pampering her
swollen clit as her juices
begin dripping, making her walls slippery.
Padfoot licks faster, feeling his erection twitching and growing to its full
length. Soon, Hermione bends
her knees and spreads her pussy wider, moaning softly as the dog continues
eating her out.
“God, yes… lick me harder!” she begs, “I want to cum so badly! Please… mmgh,
Sirius!”
She used my real name? Oh man… this girl is so hot! She tastes so clean and
warm… God I love fucking her!
Padfoot licks faster, ravenously searching for her sweet juices, dampening his
maw with each lick.
Hermione’s plush labia rests gently over Padfoot’s maw as he licks her deeply,
closing his eyes and
allowing his erection to grind gently against his fur on his belly. “God… fuck
me. Please… I need to cum!
Mmgh, please,” Hermione begs, her face blushing from heat.
Padfoot licks Hermione’s clit a few more times before leaping upward, mounting
over Hermione and slipping
his thick, hard cock inside her as deeply as he can.
 

His size was above the average size of a dog’s cock, which made for much more
satisfaction for the both of
them. Padfoot begins thrusting, panting and rutting his head against Hermione’s
belly, nuzzling his way
beneath her nightgown. Sniffing at her erect, hard nipples, Padfoot begins
licking the left breast,
thrusting harder.
Hermione covers her mouth as she moans. The dog’s cock is thick enough to
slightly gape her, and the
addition of stimulating her nipples sent a most pleasing feeling all the way
down her spine and to her toes.
In no time, Hermione’s juices flow much faster, allowing Padfoot to slip inside
her, deeper and even
faster. His panting increases as Hermione’s moans fill the air.

“I’m going to cum… Oh, God, yes! G-good boy! Mmgh yeah! Good… boy!” Hermione
groans, cumming hard, spraying
her juices lightly over Padfoot’s cock, dampening the fur on his belly.
Padfoot begins whining quietly, thrusting slower as he feels his knot forming,
swelling deeply inside
Hermione’s pussy, surrounded by her swelling, convulsing walls as she cums.
“Aagh, God… Sirius… I…” Hermione looks over to her door and sees Parvati and
Lavender staring in shock.
 

Hermione immediately fumbles to sit up, dragging Padfoot along with her, slowly
trying to pry him out of
her vagina.
“Uh… this is… uh… this isn’t…” Hermione stutters, blushing badly.
Parvati and Lavender both look at each other, unsure what to say.

Padfoot manages to pull his knot out of Hermione’s pussy, his semen oozing out
of his tip and onto her
smooth, shaven labia.
 

“What are… you doing?” Lavender whispers in horror, “That’s… a dog!”
“Hermione, this isn’t normal,” Parvati warns, coming closer, “You could be
expelled already! This is…
wrong!”
“Okay, girls, first of all,” Hermione says getting out of bed and lowering her
nightgown, “Padfoot… isn’t
really a dog… and secondly, it… just feels so good!”
“Hermione, you’ve gone mad…” Lavender says softly, “It’s a dog… we’re looking
at him.”
“Padfoot,” Hermione says, “Can you please explain?”
Immediately, Padfoot transforms into a human again, his paws lengthening and
forming fingers and his tail
receding into his spine. His face flattens a bit, returning to his normal face.
In no time, Padfoot has returns to Sirius Black, the escapee from Azkaban
Prison. He sits nude on
Hermione’s bed with his rather impressive erection sprung between his legs,
still dripping with precum.
“I’m afraid she’s right, girls. I am indeed not just a dog,” he explains
running a hand through his black
hair, “My name is Sirius Black.”
“This is mad,” Parvati panics, “McGonagall is going to tell your parents, expel
you! She’s… she’s gonna…”
“Calm down!” Hermione says, “As long as Sirius is a dog, he can’t get me
pregnant, and nobody will suspect
a thing if we just… keep it a secret.”
“How… how are we supposed to let this go? He’s much older than you… and it’s
bestiality!” Parvati panics.
“Parvati,” Hermione grins, “Are you curious?”
“A little, to be honest.”

“I am, too,” Lavender says, “but… is it safe?”
“Padfoot is very good at what he does. Nothing bad’s happened to me yet. Come
on, girls… let loose a
little. Haven’t you ever had an orgasm before?”
“Only by myself,” Parvati says, blushing, “Does it hurt?”
“Maybe at first, if you’re a virgin,” Hermione says, “But his tongue is warm
and flat, I’ve never cum that
hard.”
 

The girls contemplate together, Lavender and Parvati fidgeting with their
school uniforms.
“Nobody will find out?” Lavender whispers.
“Not a soul – will they, Sirius?” Hermione smiles, looking down at his
impressive cock.
“Eyes are up here, Darling,” Sirius chuckles, “and besides, if I can make three
lovely young girls feel
like princesses, I don’t see the harm in it.”

“What do you say?” Hermione asks Parvati, shifting her gaze between her and
Lavender.
“I… I’m in.” Parvati smiles, looking over at Sirius as he runs a finger up his
shaft, cleaning up a
dripping trail of precum. It’s clear to the girls that Sirius is still horny.
“Me too…” Lavender giggles shyly.
“Excellent, ladies,” Sirius says, standing and wrapping his arms around
Hermione, pressing his shaft firmly
against her ass, “I’ll be sure to make you all feel utterly satisfied. Shall we
begin?”
 
 

Lavender and Parvati help each other take their school uniforms off, folding
them and neatly placing them
aside. Sirius sits against Hermione’s pillows, one leg crossed over the other,
making his cock lean to the
left.
Looking the girls over, he examines Parvati’s golden bronze skin and Lavender’s
slightly red-tinted hair.
His casual smile turns into a grin, a hungry, sly grin.

Sirius immediately transforms, wagging his tail as he approaches Parvati,
sticking his nose directly into
her inner thigh, inhaling her scent and lapping gently.
Parvati jumps backward a bit, “Ooh! Your nose is cold!”
“You’ll get used to it. Relax… perhaps I can help you get more comfortable?”
Hermione smiles, pulling
Parvati slowly to the foot of her bed, having her sit on her left. All that’s
left for Parvati to remove are
her panties.
Hermione looks at Lavender with an aroused smile, slowly slipping her hand down
Parvati’s panties.
“Hermione, I just… oh!” Parvati blushes, feeling Hermione’s finger massage
gently around her soft, warm
clit. Parvati moans softly, looking onto Hermione’s eyes.
“Now imagine if this feeling were hot and very wet,” Hermione whispers.
“Mmgh, yeah…” Parvati moans.
Hermione stops as Lavender sits on her right.

“No, don’t stop, please!” Parvati moans, begging for Hermione to continue.
Instead of Hermione, Padfoot paws
at Parvati’s leg, panting and wagging his tail.
Lavender and Hermione watch with curious grins as Parvati slips her panties
off. Like a moth to a flame,
Padfoot’s maw aims right for Parvati’s pussy.
Padfood licks quickly, tasting her juices and lapping around the soft flesh of
her pussy.
“Mmgh! Oh, God!” Parvati moans, “This feels s- so…”
“Good?” Hermione grins, watching as Padfoot licks Parvati’s dark, plush pussy,
wishing it were her again.
Lavender stares alongside her, listening to Parvati moan in pleasure with the
expression of pure bliss.
Lavender bites her lower lip as she reaches over to Hermione’s lap. Hermione
stops her hand and glares
deeply into her eyes. She slowly directs Lavender’s hand closer to her pussy.

“Mmgh! Aagh yes!” Parvati moans, looking over to her friends. She can see them
beginning to finger each
other as Lavender peels Hermione’s nightgown up over her head. Biting her lip,
Parvati watches intently.
 

Lavender pulls Hermione by her hands and sits down on the floor, laying back
and smiling, pulling Hermione
slowly down on top of her.
The girls giggle and begin to kiss, caressing each other and slowly grinding
their pussies together.
Parvati watches as their pussies begin to glisten with dampness.
Padfoot licks faster and faster, but soon catches the scent of Lavender’s
juices. He immediately pushes off
from Parvati and darts straight toward Lavender, diving under Hermione’s legs
and licking against Lavender’s
slit.
He alternates between licking Hermione’s pussy and Lavenders, wagging his tail
and panting between laps.
“Parvati, come here,” Lavender moans, “Let me finish what he started for you,
I’d like to try.”

“Are you sure?” Parvati asks, nervously, still feeling quite aroused. She can’t
ignore the feeling. Her
belly is fluttering and her loins are burning with desire. Finally, she stands,
doing as Lavender asked of
her.
 

Hermione moves down Lavender’s body and allows Padfoot to have a long, warm
taste of Lavender’s hot, moist
pussy. She notices as Parvati approaches, straddling Lavender’s lips and
resting on her knees.
Lavender opens her mouth and drags her tongue across Parvati’s juicy slit,
suckling a bit on her clit and
moaning while Padfood licks her harder and faster.
As Padfoot speeds up, as does Lavender, licking and suckling faster, nearly
kissing Parvati’s slit
passionately, craving her silky dampness.
The ladies’moaning fills the room, driving Hermione insatiable. She lays on her
back and slips beneath the
wolf-sized dog, looking at his large, thick, red erection. Hermione doesn’t
hesitate to slip it into her
mouth, feeling Padfoot jump a bit. Immediately, he begins to thrust, lapping at
Lavender’s hot pussy while
receiving a blow job from Hermione.
Aroused and wet, Hermione dips her fingers into her plush pussy and rubs her
clit in small, rapid circles.
Parvati leans her head back and moans, grinding her pussy quickly over
Lavender’s mouth as she licks
harder, moaning with each lick.
Padfoot whines under his groans as he licks and tongues Lavender’s pussy as
deeply as he can, searching
madly for more of Lavender’s sweet, warm juices.
Hermione can already feel herself getting close. The girls moan and groan
loudly. Lavender moves her hips
and feels her muscles tightening. She thrusts her hips a bit and tries to
spread her legs further apart, but
her stomach convulses and her juices give way – she cums hard, making her clit
throb and grow more
sensitive.
Parvati moans and breathes harder, “I’m gonna cum! I… I feel it… I’m… g-gonna…
mmmgh! Aaagh yes!” Parvati
groans, cumming lightly over Lavender’s lips, feeling her tongue catch every
drop, licking the outside of
her labia before swallowing.
Hermione fingers herself harder, opening her mouth wide as she feels her own
orgasm coming. As she moves,
Padfoot’s urge to thrust forces him deeply inside Lavender, where he thrusts
hard and fast.
“Oh God! Mmgh, he’s inside me!” Lavender gasps, moaning, “God, he’s so big!
Mmghh fuck me… Unngh, yeah!”
Padfoot pants rapidly as he listens to Hermione’s groaning, turning his head
and watching her orgasm. The
look on her face as she pulls her fingers out of her wet pussy drive him mad.
He thrusts faster, growling in
pleasure.
Soon, he feels his shaft knot inside Lavender. Lavender tilts her head back and
groans deeply, her orgasm
boiling over. She moans passionately as her juices flow heavily from her body,
dampening the fur on
Padfoot’s belly.

“God, yes… mmgh, Padfoot… that… was amazing!” Lavender pants, laying her head
back and catching her breath.
Padfoot’s knot begins to shrink as he empties his semen into Lavander’s pussy.
“Mmgh, oh, it’s so warm,” Lavender gasps, feeling Sirius’ sperm filling her
womb, “I won’t get pregnant?”
Hermione shakes her head, panting, “No… not while he’s a dog.”
“I know what we’ll be doing this weekend,” Parvati giggles, standing up and
heading to her clothes.
Padfoot pulls out out Lavender and stands on all fours, panting as his cock
slowly shrinks. Lavender stands
and allows Padfoot’s cum to ooze down her legs as she stands.
 

After the girls clean up, Lavender and Parvati hurry to their first class while
Hermione gets ready.

Sirius, in his human form, sits back on Hermione’s bed and rests his aching
muscles.
“Hey… last night, before I went to sleep, I made you this,” Hermione says,
giving Sirius a flat, black box.
“Oh?” Sirius says, opening it and seeing a bright red collar with tags, one of
which that read, “If lost,
return to Hermione Granger | Griffindor House”.
“Now you can go anywhere about the castle and not worry about getting taken
anywhere. It’s magically
enfused, as well. It won’t disappear when you change to and from being a dog.”
“Hermione, that’s so thoughtful. What a sweet girl you are, in more ways than
one,” Sirius says with a
grin, snapping it around his neck and poking at the tags, “How do I look?”
“Handsome, quite so. I’ve got to go! I’ll be back tonight. Stay out of trouble!
You should have told me
earlier that you could transform,” Hermione says a bit sourly, “I’d still have
let you fuck me, you know,”
she says with a wink before leaving her dorm.

Sirius sighs, leaning back on the bed. He closes his eyes and replays this
morning’s events over and over in
his head. If he had not gotten to orgasm twice already, he would definitely
have an erection just thinking
about it all.
 

He opens his eyes and feel the collar around his neck and a small smile creeps
across his face. He realizes
that Hermione plans to use him a lot for sex for as long as they are together.
He might as well be her
prisoner.
“Funny… I has escaped from being locked away for years, having straps and
chains and tags… yet here I am
now.” Sirius says aloud to himself, “Something feels right about this
particular claim of ownership. I
think… oh yes, I think she fancies me.”
 

The rest of the evening, Sirius waited in Hermione’s bed, having the freedom to
wander as he pleased,
Sirius waited, a smile on his face with his hands behind his head.
“I quite like this prison much better.”

***** Chapter 3 *****
Hermione traces her finger around Sirius’ chest, lying next to him in her bed
in her empty dorm room,
wrapped in a crisp, gray sheet, smiling and biting he bottom lip a little.
Looking down at her, Sirius
notices her cheeks turning pink. He smiles and holds her with his right arm,
running his hand through her
hair, playing with her wavy locks.
“And what are you so giddy about?” Sirius asks, smiling, “I don’t smell like
wet dog, do I?”
Hermione giggles, “No! Not at all. You smell very good actually. You smell like
my father – that man
scent.”
“I’d rather smell like a man than a dog, anyway,” Sirius chuckles softly,
placing his hand on Hermione’s
stomach, “Wow… pretty soon you’ll be… quite round.”
“Excuse me?”
“Pregnancy… it does that. It’s beautiful!”
Hermione sits up, the sheet falling off her chest and revealing her slightly
swollen breasts. She walks
over to the body mirror in the room and examines her body like most young women
do. I don’t want to get so
big… but… am I bonding with the fetus already? Do I tell anyone? Someone will
find out eventually…
“What if we just… went away from here, Hermione?” Sirius asks, sitting up in
bed, wearing nothing at all,
throwing the sheets over himself and stepping out. “We could be a family. You’d
never have to work and you’d
never have to deal with anyone telling you what to do or read or… anything.
Just me and our little family.”
Hermione smiles, “That’s sweet, but I belong at Hogwarts. I… just need some kid
of… cover-up. If my friends
see me when I get… fat…”
“Pregnant. Not fat.”
“When they see me get bigger… what do I tell them?” Hermione sighs, placing her
hands on her still-flat
stomach, staring at herself in the mirror, “I’m sure Dumbledore would
completely be on board for a
convicted, dangerous felon conceiving with one of his top students.”
“You’ve a point…” Sirius sighs, “I’ll work on something. Meanwhile, you take it
easy. Go to class, be
yourself, but be careful. I’ll take care of the rest.” Sirius immediately
shifts into his dog form, padding
out of the room, his collar’s jingling fading away as he leaves.
Hermione reaches for her school uniform and slips it on, adjusting the tie and
flipping her hair over her
shoulders. Stepping into her skirt, she pulls it up over her hips and smooths
it out over her legs. Sitting
at the foot of her bed, she slides on her panties and socks, soon, her shoes.
With a sigh, she walks over to
the mirror gain.
“I hope these uniforms come in maternity size.”
 
 
Paying attention in her classes is nearly impossible. Hermione can only think
of one thing: her baby.
Worrying constantly about where Sirius had gone, Hermione finds it difficult to
so much as write her name at
the top of her assignments. The professors’ voices had all faded into the
background as the day went on.
Every one of Hermione’s classes seemed to whiz by in half a blink.

Is it a boy? A girl? A shape shifter… what will the baby change into? How do I
control it? How do I even
raise a kid? What will my parents think? How does this affect my schooling? My
grades! Oh, God, I’m going to
fail! I’m going to be expelled and Sirius will be found out… he’ll be taken
back to Azka—
“Miss Granger!” Professor McGonagall addresses Hermione, “Hermione, haven’t you
heard a single word? Class
is over… you’re dismissed.”
“Oh, right… th-thank you,” Hermione says, standing with her arms full of her
unopened books.
“Hermione,” McGonagall says softly, “Something is wrong, Dear… is it the
finals?”
“No, Professor. Just a bit ill.”
“I see… if illness comes to worse, come find me,” McGonagall smiles, “Many ill
students have confided in me
and a cure was found quickly. I’m here for you.”

“Yes… thank you, Professor,” Hermione says sheepishly, quickly scurrying out of
the classroom, clutching her
books in her arms.
 

In her next class, again, Hermione is in a daze. Allowing her mind to wander,
Hermione sends herself into a
panic. Again, her professor’s voice becomes only background as her mind is ever
louder. Foolish, how could I
be so stupid? No protection? But… he felt so good. I don’t regret it at all…
but I do. Ugh… I’m pregnant.
It’s real.
Hermione reminds herself of every moment she spent with Sirius. Her stomach
flips and her skin becomes
speckled with goosebumps. As she sighs, her lungs begin to feel lighter. The
memory is vivid and she can
feel everything. Hermione moans very softly when she remembers how Sirius’ cock
felt inside her, filling her
with passion and with his seed.
Hermione is jolted back into reality by the feel of fur on her palm. Looking to
her right, she sees Sirius
in his dog form, sitting at her side, panting and smiling.

“Sirius?” Hermione whispers, “I’m in class!”
Sirius whines quietly, tugging on the bottom of Hermione’s skirt. In a panic,
Hermione looks around at her
classmates; nobody appears to notice her. Soon, the students all stand and
begin heading out of the room.
“You’re lucky class is over, I could have been scolded! Come on… I’m
following.” Hermione follows Sirius
out of the classroom and down a long hallway. He leads her into a lavatory,
shifting back into his human
form and closing the door.
“What’s the matter? I was just…”
Hermione is interrupted by Sirius’ lips pressing against hers as he backs her
against a bathroom stall. His
breath is hot and his kiss is deep, passionate, and wired. Hermione immediately
feels her stomach flip.
Sirius releases the kiss, “I’ve waited all day for you… I missed you!” He
growls, kissing her again,
deeply, running his hands up her shirt and caressing a handful of her left
breast. He moans, needing her,
inhaling her scent and craving her touch, her love, her body. Sirius kisses her
harder, his mouth moving to
her neck and Hermione simply melts. Feeling her pussy dampen under his touch,
she moans softly as her heart
beats faster, slamming against her chest. Hermione breathes faster as her hands
begin to wander, slowly
running up Sirius’ chest.
In almost no time, Hermione’s skirt is pulled to the floor. Sirius lifts her
left leg and strokes his
strong, throbbing manhood with his left hand. He pants in eagerness, looking
into Hermione’s eyes as if
begging for permission.
“But… I’m pregnant…” she whispers, the heat rising off her body, making her
scent stronger to Sirius.
Sirius says nothing, only glares, begging. He waits, his breathing getting a
bit more intense as if he had
finished running. Hermione bites her bottom lip, giving a nod. Sirius scrambles
to slam his cock into her,
feeling her hot, moist pussy swallow his entire length. He tips head back and
sighs, exhaling in relief as
he closes his eyes, thrusting his hips as he moans softly in pleasure.
Hermione’s pussy gapes a bit – he’s
gotten a bit bigger. It must be his own hormones or something… he feels so much
bigger! That or… I’m just
more sensitive.
Hermione moans as she feels her body envelop in Sirius’ heat. He leans forward
and holds her leg against
his hip, supporting himself against the lavatory wall with his left hand,
thrusting harder, looking down
into Hermione’s eyes. His cock twitches inside her as precum drips slowly out
of his tip and into her
occupied uterus.
Hermione moans a bit louder as she feels Sirius’ protruding vein rub against
her swelling clitoris. She
wraps her arms around his neck, draping them over his shoulders and touches her
forehead to his. Sirius
thrusts harder as he leans in to kiss her, pressing his lips against hers
again, vigorously, swirling his
tongue around hers.
 

Parvati approaches the bathroom, but stops, hearing the loud moaning and harsh
breathing from just outside
the door. Looking behind her, it seems that no other students notice as they’re
passing by, chattering
loudly to each other. Parvati presses her ear against the door and gasps when
she hears the obvious sounds
of two students making love in the school’s bathroom. Her first instinct is to
barge in and catch them – it
is the ladies’ room after all.
Paying attention to her instinct, Parvati barges in, swinging the bathroom door
hard, making it slam a bit
against the wall. Immediately, Hermione and Sirius jump with fright and
Hermione fumbles to make herself
descent.
Sirius pulls out of Hermione, panting, “Ah… it’s… we were just…”
“I know. I see what you’re doing,” Parvati says, crossing her arms and closing
the door, “I thought you
said we’d all use Padfoot.”
“P-Padfoot, sure… but this is Sirius… he’s in his…”
Parvati interrupts Hermione, “I see that! I thought screwing him in his human
form was against the rules!”
“It is but… this is…” Hermione sighs, “I can’t explain it without you getting
upset or…”

“I’m already upset. I’m telling Lavender.”
Sirius steps forward and holds his hands out to Parvati, “My dear… that’s
completely… not necessary.”
“And why not?” Parvati scolds.
“I… love her. I’m making love to Hermione because I… am lovesick. And… and… I
just needed to…”
Hermione interrupts, “What? You mean…”
Parvati rolls her eyes and storms out of the bathroom, slamming the door behind
her.
“I guess I’ll go explain it to her,” Hermione says, pulling her skirt up over
her hips, “You stay out of
sight like this – put your fur back on, Doggy.”
“Mm, woof,” Sirius grins, shifting back into his dog form, padding out of the
bathroom and rushing back to
Hermione’s dorm room while she hunts down the angry, oblivious Parvati, who is
probably already talking to
Lavender about everything she had just seen.
 


Parvati paces the room, crossing her arms as Lavender sits on Hermione’s bed.
The two had been discussing
all that Parvati had seen. Lavender is a bit indifferent, but a strange sense
of jealousy comes over her.
“So, we weren’t pretty enough to hit on or something?” Lavender asks.
“No, Sirius – er, Padfoot said that he loves Hermione or something. Hermione’s…
changed. She used to be so
Straight-A and book dwelling, now she’s having sex all over the school?”
Parvati sits next to Lavender,
“What makes Hermione so much more attractive than us?”
“Maybe he really does love her?”
“No way… criminals can’t love.”
“Sirius can,” Lavender says, “Haven’t you noticed the way he follows her almost
everywhere? I saw him in
the library today… looking at puberty books and other muggle-like materials.
Like he’s studying for
something.”
“Maybe she’s fucking him to get test answers… God knows Hermione’s not picked
up a single book all week,”
Parvati sighs, “She just seems so different. She talks quieter, eats slower,
but she looks… happy, which is
good! Just… come on, you know?”
 

Hermione enters her dorm, her hand over her slightly plumped stomach, “Oh,
there you are.”
“Yeah, here we are,” Parvati says, crossing her legs over and crossing her arms
under her chest.
“Look, Lav, Vati…” Hermione smiles.
“No, you can’t call us those anymore!” Lavender speaks up, “Parvati told me
everything she saw and…”
“I’m having a baby!” Hermione interrupts quickly.
Parvati and Lavender can only stare at the young witch before them. Looking
closely, the two can actually
see that Hermione’s put on a little bit of weight. That explains everything.
“Is… it’s Padfoot’s…?” Parvati asks.

“Of course,” Hermione smiles, looking down at her still small, but plumping
belly, “And since he’s a shape
shifter, the baby is supposed to grow pretty fast. I’ll only be pregnant for… I
dunno. Two more weeks?”
“I’ve always wanted to have a baby,” Lavender swoons, standing up and putting
her hand on Hermione’s belly,
“I could barely notice at first, Hermione.”
“At the rate its growing, I can easily take sick days off to give birth and
Sirius will always be available
to help take care of the baby. Plus with my time-turner…”
Parvati interrupts, “Well, well, you have everything figured out, don’t you.
Except one thing. You broke
the rules! You broke the agreement we all had! Only fuck him as a dog!” Parvati
stands, “Your words, not
ours!”
“Alright… fine… you can fuck him in his human form… but!” Hermione scolds, “You
must use protection,
otherwise you could end up pregnant, too.”

Parvati lies awake as her dorm mates are asleep. Lavender and Hermione barely
make a sound as they sleep,
oblivious to the world around them. The room’s silence is a bit too much for
Parvati’s wandering thoughts.
She decides the common room would be a bit better.
 

In the common room, Parvati sits down in one of the armchairs. She uses her
wand, swishing and flicking, to
light the fireplace. The sound of the crackling fire soon calms her mind and
washes away the bare silence.
Accompanying the crackling fire is the sound of footsteps getting closer to
Parvati; she turns to see who is
coming and she notices Lavender approaching, her hair tied in braids to
maintain her wavy hair.
“You couldn’t sleep either?” Lavender asks.
“No… a lot on my mind.”
“Same…” Lavender says, sitting in the chair next to Parvati, joining her in
gazing into the fire, “Hermione
is pregnant… I just… I’m jealous! I want a baby…”
“Lav, stop it… that’s ridiculous.”
“I can’t help it! Oh, she’s so lucky!”

The girls enjoy the silence for a while, quietly discussing their feelings on
Hermione’s pregnancy. Padfoot
comes downstairs, his collar gently jingling with tags. The girls turn their
heads and notice.
“Shh, he’s coming,” Lavender says, watching as Padfoot gets closer, “Don’t say
anything, okay?”
Padfoot comes closer, panting slightly before changing back into his human
form. “Were you ladies perhaps
talking about me?”
“Put some clothes on,” Parvati scowls.
“Uh, n-no! We just… couldn’t sleep,” Lavender chimes in, unable to look away
from Sirius’ low hanging cock,
“and uh… guess you can’t either huh?”
“That’s right. I’m going to be a dad… lot on my mind.” Sirius smiles.
“So… Hermione says we can… you know… do things. In your human form,” Parvati
says, looking crossly at
Sirius, also unable to look away from his cock.

“Oh, did she? Lucky for me to come down so late, huh?” Sirius chuckles, looking
at the girls who stare at
him, hungry, scanning him with their eyes.
The very idea of having his way in the flesh with these girls makes him feel
warm. His cock begins to
twitch and pulsate. He steps closer to Parvati, reaching out and running his
fingers through her hair.
“You’ve been sour toward me lately… I haven’t been paying much attention to you
girls,” Sirius says softly.
“You haven’t,” Parvati says, “Hermione is pregnant and… she gets all the
attention from you, and…”
Sirius places a finger on Parvati’s lips, “Hush… I understand. But I can make
it up to you.”
 

Sirius kneels down before Parvati and moves her knees apart. Looking her in the
eyes, Sirius lifts her
night gown, reaching his hands up to her panties and sliding them down slowly.
Parvati gasps a bit, her
anger subsiding. Looking over to Lavender, Parvati’s expression is dumbfounded.
Her heart beats quickly as
she feels Sirius’ hands brush lightly against her stomach, then her hips, then
her thighs. Her panties fall
to her ankles and her pussy is exposed.
Lavender sits up straight, watching intently as Sirius looks over to her,
immediately pressing his tongue
firmly against Parvati’s warm, damp pussy, lapping in long, broad strokes
against her swelling clitoris.
Lavender moans a bit, shifting in her seat.
Sirius moans and reaches down to his cock, looking Lavender in the eye as he
licks Parvati, teasing her
with his gaze. Lavender squirms before standing, slipping her panties to the
floor. Parvati moans softly and
lifts her knees, reaching down to her pussy and spreading her labia.
Sirius’ tongue flattens and widens as his licks firmly, taking in Parvati's
flavor.
Lavender pulls Sirius away from Parvati, making him land on his back, his erect
cock standing strong.
Lavender mounts him, slipping his cock deeply inside her as she tips her head
back and moans, riding him
quickly and rubbing her clit, her heart beating as her adrenaline rushes
through her body.
Parvati sets off the chair and steps over to Sirius, lowering to her knees over
Sirius’ lips, grinding her
pussy on his lips. Sirius grins as he moans, breathing hard. He opens his mouth
and continues licking
Parvati’s pussy.
 

Lavender’s pussy swallows Sirius’ length, penetrating her deeply and causing
her to moan louder. Sirius’
adrenaline pumps faster at the notion that they have a good chance of being
caught. Licking Parvati’s pussy
faster, Sirius thrusts his hips upward, slapping his ball sac against
Lavender’s ass.
The three grind and moan, the heat from the fire making the girls’ bodies
glisten. After only a few more
thrusts, Sirius’ heart smashes against his chest with anxiety and eagerness,
forcing him to thrust faster
and harder. Soon, groaning deeply with his mouth full of Parvati’s clit, Sirius
groans, thrusting his hips
harshly upward again, this time cumming deeply inside Lavender, making her moan
in pleasure.
“I haven’t cum… please… make me cum, you bad, naughty dog!” Lavender teases,
slipping off of Sirius’ cum-
coated dick and moving Parvati out of the way. The girls simply switch spots;
Lavender sits on Sirius’ face,
facing Parvati and blushing as she leans over, sucking on Parvati’s erect,
sensitive left nipple.
Sirius tastes himself inside Lavender, his own cum dripping onto his lips. He
licks hard and fast, feeling
Parvati position herself over his cock. He feels her slipping him inside her,
and again, his cock is
swallowed whole, throbbing deeply inside the bronze beauty.
 

The girls’ moans fill the air as they do their best to stay quiet, keeping
pitch with the roaring fire,
dimly lighting the room. Lavender moans as she grinds her wet, cum-filled pussy
against Sirius’ face,
kissing Parvati while her breasts are fondled. Parvati is gentle with
Lavender’s tits, caressing them as she
kisses back, riding steadily on the hard, fleshy shaft. The girls
simultaneously begin breathing harder,
moaning between each other’s lips, feeling their bodies grow light but tense.
“I’m cumming,” Parvati whispers, “Sirius… cum inide me… mmgh, please! I want
your cum!” she moans, almost
begging.
Sirius’ body tightens again as he growls his passion against Lavender’s pussy,
licking faster and running
his hands up and down her soft, smooth thighs. He feels it. With harder thrusts
inside Parvati, the girls’
intense moaning sinks into his psyche. He wants to cum again.
Thrusting harder, the adrenaline rush takes its toll. Sirius grunts and
breathes harder. I’m gonna cum…
yes! Twice in one night… God, yes! Here it comes… yes! Y-yes!
Sirius cums hard, shooting his seed deeply into Parvati’s womb this time.
Lavender finally catches up,
moaning harder and tipping her head back, her long braids dangling just above
Sirius as she cums over his
lips, her juices dripping over his lips and tongue.

The trio sits still, slowly regaining composure and sitting up, looking at each
other awkwardly.
“It’s always right after it that we feel… odd, huh?” Sirius smiles. The girls
follow suit, giggling and
retrieving their clothes. Sirius watches the girls redress, looking to the
fire, smiling to himself.
Shifting back into his canine form, he lays before the fire, rolling onto his
back and warming his belly by
the dancing flames as the girls head back up the stairs and go back to bed.
 
 

Hermione holds her protruding stomach and squeezes her eyes tightly. Her
contractions have begun and there
are only a few more days until she is due to birth Sirius’ child. Looking
crossly to Lavender and Parvati,
who are also holding their swollen belles, she shakes her head.
“I told you two to use protection!” she hisses.

“We forgot! It was very spur-the-moment,” Lavender says, a shy smile on her
face, “I saw Sirius going down
on Vati and I just…”
“Well, we both ended up actually fucking him, Lav, so don’t just pin in on me,”
Parvati scowls, soon
calming down, “Okay… look, this is kind of nice! Three friends having kids a
the same time, huh?”
Hermione shakes her head and sighs, “I guess… we’re like sisters then,” she
smiles.
“Yeah! Three sisters and one big family,” Lavender smiles, “Besides, now that
we share a man, we can all
keep him in line,” she jokes.
“I suppose… that’s one way to –ungh!” Hermione groans, feeling the sharp pain
rush through her body from a
contraction. The other two girls follow suit. Their stomachs feel tight. The
girls feel as if their bellies
won’t stop expanding.
 


Padfoot scurried into the girls’ dorm and whines, circling before he sits
before his three partners.
“It hurts,” Hermione whispers to him, “Does… this mean?”
Padfoot shifts into human form and Sirius remains on the floor, on his knees,
holding Hermione’s hand, “I
came as soon as I felt it. You three… you’re ready!”
“Ready? What do—agh!” Lavender buckles over, holding her stiff, round belly.
“Come, you three need to come to the hospital wing, now, while nobody is
there,” Sirius says, standing and
helping his girls stand.
“But who will deliver?” Parvati asks, groaning in pain, holding her stomach as
if not to drop a heavy
object.
“I will. They’re my children after all.”
 
 


The three girls are settled into three beds in the empty hospital wing. Like an
anxious lion, Sirius paces
back and forth, monitoring his ladies’ conditions. Hermione begins breathing
harder, stifling her screams.
She is first.
Sirius zips to the foot of Hermione’s bed, lifting the sheets to see that her
entrance is gaping, prepared
to bring the baby into the world.
“Push, Love… you need to push now,” Sirius says gently, watching closely for
the baby’s head.
“I know, I’ve read about it a million times!” Hermione says in pain, a bit
irritated, focused on pushing.
With little to no effort, the small crown of the baby’s head begins to show.
Pushing harder, Hermione is
able to push the baby out past its chest. Sirius assist and gently pulls the
baby the rest of the way.
Finally, with one last push, Hermione has given birth to a little girl, whom
Sirius wraps in a blanket and
hands to Hermione.

Their baby cries as little dog ears form on the baby’s head. Quickly, Hermione
pets over the ears, making
them fade away. Hermione smiles and holds her baby close, snuggling and
instinctively lowering the baby to
her breasts, swollen with milk, to feed her newborn.
 

All the while, Lavender has begun her process. In almost a panic, Sirius rushes
to aid her. The process is
long and painful for Lavender, but for Sirius, he only grows more excited.
Bringing another baby into the
world – another little girl, Sirius wraps that baby in a blanket as well,
handing her to Lavender. She, too
begins to feed her.
The last is Parvati, who begins to push, holding tightly onto her sheets.
Sirius, a third time, helps
deliver his newborn child – a boy – and wraps him to keep him warm.
 

The hospital wing has become a chapel of birth and crying. As Sirius sits at
the foot of Hermione’s bed, a
smile comes to his face.

Finally… all I’ve ever wanted. I have three women to claim as my own, two
newborn girls to tame and train
accordingly, and then a son to take over that which I’ve developed. I have it.
It’s mine! My own little
magical harem.
“Sirius? Are you alright?” Parvati asks, cradling her son, whom she named
Canis.
“I’m… wonderful, Dear,” Sirius smiles.
 

From that day forward, Hermione, Lavender, and Parvati raised their children in
happiness and comfort,
keeping it a well-hidden secret from the rest of the wizarding world.
Hermione’s daughter, Agnes and
Lavender’s daughter, Linelle, would have much to learn about their power as
shape shifters, but Canis would
have much more to learn.
How to control his powers, and how to take over the family Harem. Sirius smiles
to himself, crossing his
arms. I’m a bad dog. A very, very bad dog.
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