Chapter 16: Man of the House

Harry had an unpleasant surprise upon his arrival at number twelve, Grimmauld Place --  Kreacher was there.  He'd been sent home from Hogwarts where he'd been working in the kitchen.  Kreacher was bound to number twelve, Grimmauld Place, and its owner.  Since Harry was no longer at Hogwarts, Kreacher had returned to Grimmauld Place.

The only way Harry could rid himself of Kreacher would be to free him by giving him clothes, but he couldn't do that.  Kreacher would go to Bellatrix Lestrange, telling her all he'd learned.  Grimmauld Place had been the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix for a year, and Kreacher had been at the house for the whole time.  He had too much information that the Dark Lord could use.

"The Potter brat and his slut," Kreacher said when they arrived.  "Why can't Kreacher go live with his real mistress?  Why does he have to live with two eu -- eu --"  Harry knew Kreacher was trying to say eunuch, but couldn't.  Harry had forbidden him to say the word. 

"Shut up, Kreacher," Harry said.  "I don't want to hear it; and clean up this place."  From the appearance of the house, Kreacher had done nothing since returning from Hogwarts.  Kreacher had no choice but to obey, but he continued to mumble, but not loud enough for Harry to hear what he was saying. 

Harry had to be quite literal in the commands he gave Kreacher.  If the elf could find any wiggle room -- a way to obey the words Harry had used in a command, but not the intent, he would.  Harry had to be careful not to leave Kreacher any loopholes he could use to his advantage.

After showing Colin around the house, Harry asked, "Well -- what do you think.  Do you like it?"

"It's a little dark and gloomy; but is it really our house?"

Our house.  Colin had said it like he and Harry were newlyweds, moving into their first home. And -- maybe they were.  If they survived Voldemort, perhaps they'd spend their lives together as a couple -- if Harry could find a way to satisfy Colin sexually after he lost his genitals.  He had no doubt that Colin would stay with him anyway -- even if they couldn't have sex -- but Colin enjoyed it too much to be deprived of it.

After they had settled in, Harry asked, "How would you like to take a trip to Diagon Alley?"  They'd spent the last two months inside the Dursleys'.  Harry was ready to get out for a bit; and he thought Colin would be, too.

"Yes," said Colin.  "Can we get some more Arse Lube?"  He was always bugging Harry, making certain they had an ample supply.

"Yes," said Harry.  "We'll get some Arse Lube."  They had almost a full bottle, but it wouldn't hurt to buy another.  And, buying a bottle would give Harry a chance to see Fred and George.  They had the only joke shop left in Diagon Alley, and he'd been getting his Arse Lube from them.

Harry had other supplies in mind.  He still had Snape's potion book which had some other interesting potions in it, and Sirius had left an extensive library which included books on potions.  Harry would need to find the ingredients at a potion store in Diagon Alley.  He also needed to pick up some gold from his vault at the bank.

A kid no longer, Harry was a full fledged wizard.  He owned his own house and he had more gold in the bank than he would ever need.  If it weren't for Voldemort, he would never have to worry.

They apparated directly to Diagon Alley.  Harry didn't want to connect his house to the Floo network.  It might provide undesirable visitors access to his house.  While used by the Order of the Phoenix, the house had been protected from Voldemort's forces.  The protective spell should still be in effect, but Harry would have to be on guard while he lived there; but that was no different from everywhere else.  No place was entirely safe from Voldemort.  Even Hogwarts hadn't been.

"Harry," said George and Fred, when he and Colin walked into their shop. 

"And, who is this pretty girl?" asked Fred, indicating Colin.

"That -- that's Colin."  Harry looked at Colin -- really looked at him for the first time, realizing that he had changed.  He no longer looked like the Colin of their days at Hogwarts.  His hair had grown out during the summer, forming soft blond curls around his face  His face -- rounder -- looked more like that of a girl.  His arse had filled out, too. 

He'd always had a cute arse.  Now he had a pretty one -- as pretty an arse as Harry had ever seen on a girl.   Also, he had on a t-shirt -- a tight one.  It was obvious he had breasts, not big ones, but breasts, none-the-less.  Being with him every day, Harry hadn't realized how he'd changed, until it had been called to his attention by Fred.

"That's Colin?" said Fred.

"Well -- I guess it is," said George.  "You've made a pretty girl, Colin.  "When did you use the TS potion?"

"Colin's still a boy," said Harry.  He and Dennis were neutered by the Neuterus spell.  You know -- Dennis -- your brother."

"We don't get home much,"  said Fred. 

"No," said George.  "The way things are now, we don't dare leave the store.  There's too much thievery going on these days.  If we leave, they might clean us out."

"How's business?" said Harry.

"Still good," said Fred.  "The shield spells and cloaks are our best sellers  Not many people are in the mood for jokes, though"

"We're getting by," said George.

"Well, I'm here to buy something," said Harry.

"More Arse Fucking Lube, Harry?" said Fred looking at Colin.  Harry could see that he liked what he saw.

"Yes," said Colin.  "We need some more Arse Lube.  It's good stuff."

"It must be," said George.  "I've never used it myself, but it's one of our most popular items."

Harry bought a case of Arse Lube, saying he'd buy it elsewhere, if they didn't let him pay for it.  Fred threw in assortment of jokes for free, though.  After saying they'd be back later to pick up their stuff, Harry and Colin left for Gringott's bank.  They would stop at the bank to pick up some money before continuing with their shopping.  George said he'd have everything ready for him when he came back. 

On the way to the bank, Colin said, "What's a TS potion?"

"It's a trans sexual potion.  It will change a boy to a girl or a girl to a boy.  Remember Cecilia Wade from Hufflepuff?  She's the same year I am."

"Yeah, I think so," said Colin.

"During our first year, Cecilia was Cecil, a boy.  He wanted to be a girl, though, and took the potion during the summer.  The next year when school started, she was a girl."

"A real girl?" asked Colin.

"In every way," said Harry.  "She'll be able to have kids and everything.  All her male sex organs had been changed into corresponding female sex organs."

"Can I take the potion, Harry?"

"You want to be a girl?"

"I think you would like me better if I were a girl," said Colin.

"I like you fine just as you are."

"I'd still like to take it.  Can I?"

"It won't work on you, Colin.  You don't have a penis or testicles.  The potion changes a boy's penis into a vagina and clitoris and his testicles into ovaries.  If you took the potion, it would change your prostate into a uterus, but -- because you don't have a penis or testicles -- nothing else would happen.  You wouldn't really be a girl."

"But I have some breasts now."

That's because you no longer have any male hormones.  I can brew some more of that potion we used before to restore some of your male hormones, if you like."  Actually, Harry liked Colin as he was.

"Can you make a potion that'll make my tits grow?"

"You want bigger breasts?"

"Yes.  I like looking like a girl.  I like being your girl, Harry.  I don't want real big ones, but big enough to fill up your hands.  Wouldn't you like it, Harry?  Wouldn't you like for me to have breasts big enough for you to hold?"

Harry looked at Colin's chest, trying to imagine him with breasts -- bigger ones than he already had.  With his long hair, rounded face and figure, he already looked like a girl.  With larger breasts, he certainly would.  Yes, maybe he would like for Colin to have bigger breasts.

"If that's what you want, I'll buy the ingredient for the potion.

"Yes," answered Colin.  "That's what I want."

Harry bought the ingredients, mixed the potion that night, and gave it to Colin, who drank it.  The next morning when they awoke, he had breasts.

They were bigger than Harry thought they would be, as big a Ginny's, which Harry thought were the perfect size.  Colin, nude, was looking at himself in a mirror.  "Do you like them?" asked Harry."

"I love them!  Do you like them, Harry?"

Harry stared for a moment, then nodded his head, "I like them Colin.  I like them a lot."  And he did.  He wasn't just saying it to please Colin.

"Make love to me, Harry.  I want to see what it's like for you to make love to me when I have breasts."

The potion had done more than grow Colin's breasts.  His figure had become even more rounded like a girl's.  Had he a vagina, he would have been a girl; but his crotch was still bare, with only a pee hole between his legs.

Harry took hold of Colin's breasts, massaging each with his hands.  "Blimey, that feels good," said Colin.  "Kiss them, Harry." 

Colin's areolae around his nipples were larger, reminding Harry more of Ginny's.  Harry ran his tongue around them, nipping lightly on the nipple with his teeth.  Colin moaned and threw back his head, reaching for Harry's cock with his hand.  "Now, Harry.  I want you.  Fuck me.  Fuck  me hard."

Although they hadn't used any arse lube, Colin's hole seemed to open for Harry's cock.  It slid in easily.  Harry fucked him, sucking on his tits the whole time.  They both came, Colin, time and time again.  He'd had multiple orgasms for the first time, though little fluid seeped from his pee hole. 

They paused after the first time to use the arse lube, but the first time without it had still been good.  When they had finished an hour or two later, they took a shower together -- then dressed.  Colin put on a dress he'd bought in Diagon Alley.  No one would have known he wasn't a girl.