#Polyjuice Swap 2024

[kiwiplaetzchen]

[Polyjuice Swap 2024!]

(Thank you @lil-grem-draws for being the mad genius behind this very special event!)

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Nosy scurried beneath the countless feet scattered through the grand ballroom, slipping between shoes and robes like the stealthy menace he was. What had Will been thinking, trying to exclude Nosy from this event? Babbling on about how it "wouldn’t be safe" for the little Niffler - pfft. As if that was going to stop Nosy. Please. With so many sweets and shiny treasures gathered in one spot, how could he possibly miss this opportunity? This was a dream come true! Sebastian would surely be proud when he saw all the bounty Nosy planned to bring back home!

On the other side of the room, Nosy noticed a small commotion. A group of a group of magic stick wavers clustered together, muttering with evident irritation. Nosy tilted his head in curiosity. With all that distraction, surely nobody would notice if a small Niffler would squeeze his sneaky paws into one or two pockets... or nine.

With a determined flick of his tail, Nosy waddled over to the group as he slipped unnoticed among the distracted students. But before he could start his pilfering spree, something even more intriguing caught the Niffler’s eye. A door. Closed, and apparently of great interest, seeing how everyone seemed eager to enter. His curiosity burning to find out what was behind that entrance, Nosy seized the moment and squeezed himself through the tiny slit under the door. Easy.

With a proud huff, Nosy wriggled out on the other side, fluffing his teal fur triumphantly. Who needed a diet now, huh? Not Nosy. Nosy was smooth and sleek, thank you very much.

He quickly ducked under a nearby stool and took in his surroundings. The room was small and rather empty. There wasn’t much to note - another door on the other side, a dull, boring mirror (but Nosy already knew he was quite the looker), an old, dusty coat hanger, an overturned bucket, an empty high shelf, and one of those big black brewing pots bubbling quietly on the floor Sebastian explicitly told him to stay away from. Boring. Nosy let out an outraged honk. There was nothing in this damn room! Why did everybody want to enter such a boring room?? The little Niffler felt utterly cheated, his little nose twitching in annoyance. What was all the fuss about?

Pouting, the Niffler gave the room a scathing look and turned back to the cauldron, where a dimly shiny object caught his eye. With a hopeful squeak, Nosy waddled closer, only to find a plain old cup with a smattering of leftover broth. How disappointing. Nosy sighed. Seemed like someone had fled their meal in a hurry. Nosy shook his head. The pretty Prefect would never tolerate such waste of food. Tz tz. With a sideways glance, Nosy considered giving the abandoned broth a taste test. After all, it would indeed be a waste...

Curiosity getting the best of him, he stuck his snout into the cup and took a tentative slurp. It tasted strange. Like a mix of the blond dork’s stupid belt and broccoli - a veggie Nosy secretly enjoyed. Not that he would ever admit that to ANYONE.

Satisfied, the little menace sat beside the cup with a small, satisfied burp, licking his beak. Hmm, chunky.

But suddenly, a strange feeling crept through Nosy’s body. His beautiful fur bristled, and he started to shiver. His little belly making noises it had never made before, and his teal fluff was standing on end as a wave of discomfort rolled through him. The little menace squeaked in agony, writhing on the floor. Ow… Nosy honked miserably, crawling towards the door with teary eyes, his little body feeling heavier by the second. Weak squeals escaped his beak as another wave of pain washed over him. Nosy wanted to go home. Back home with Sebastian. Nosy had enough. The little menace just wanted to curl up in the hair of his Niffler Papa and be done with this horrid day. Ow…

Lost in agony, the Niffler didn’t even notice the tufts of fur trailing behind him like breadcrumbs until he was almost completely lacking his precious teal coat on the bottom half of his little body. Only, it didn't seem like his body was still that small. Nosy was growing centimetre by centimetre, his frame stretching and transforming with each passing second.

By the time the pain stopped, Nosy felt much larger than before, and the ground seemed so strangely far, far away. Why? What happened?

He glanced down in horror. Were these his paws? They were long and furless - no claws, no beautiful fur. WHAT HAPPENED TO HIS CLAWS? WHERE WAS HIS PRETTY NIFFLER FLUFF? HIS BEAUTIFUL TEAL COAT? Nosy let out a terrified honk, but the sound that escaped him didn’t sound like his honk at all. He sounded like a goose on the loose! This was not Nosy’s voice! WAS NOSY A DAMN FOWL NOW!? The Niffler's eyes fell to his chest. Jiggly, flubby, fleshy udders that looked horrifically out of place. And... nips? NIPS? ON NOSY?? AND WHERE WAS HIS BELLY POUCH?? The Niffler screechingly honked in pure horror, the sound echoing through the room as he rolled frantically on the floor, desperate to shake off this wrong skin, this awful new form.

With growing dread, he noticed the long, red hair draped over his shoulder. WRONG COLOUR! This was not the body of the Teal King! What had happened to him? Another panicked honk echoed through the empty room as he scrambled to his feet - or whatever these strange limbs were - desperate to escape. Swaying and staggering, his honks still sounding like the wild screech of a blasted birb. In a full-blown frenzy, the panicked Niffler sprinted around the room, wailing and crashing into everything in sight. He knocked over the mirror, toppled the coat hanger, and even sent the cauldron flying as he collided with every wall.

Suddenly, the other door creaked open. A Hufflepuff Prefect poked his head in, eyebrows raised in confusion. “By Merlin’s beard, what happened in here?!”

Nosy didn’t stop to think. He threw himself at the Prefect, knocking him over before storming out of the room. Somehow, he was stronger in this strange form.

Finally, the transformed Niffler burst out into the hallway in a wild cry. Onlookers turned in confusion, muttering to each other, puzzled by the sight of the strange girl with wild red hair, utterly devoid of any clothing, and darted through on all fours. "Was that @theodoradevlin?" some students mumbled.

Another strangled honk escaped Nosy’s lips as he desperately searched the crowd. Where were Sebastian and William? Nothing smelt familiar. His honk, warped by this strange new voice, filled the hall as he dashed away on all fours, hopelessly confused and very, very lost.

This night had gone horribly, horribly wrong.

[ask-andrew-montrose]

[Polyjuice Swap 2024]: The One Where Alsius and Lilith Are sort of Friends

(thank you @lil-grem-draws for being the mad genius behind this very special event

Disclaimer: No Espresso Beans were involved (this time)

Logically, Montrose knew he was simply wearing a different face. Logically. 

The night felt almost felt like a bit of a masquerade, and lucky for him he had the good fortune of drawing a pretty good mask to wear. After throwing back the frothy polyjuice potion, Andrew was pleased to find none other than @ask-alsius-vafer's fine bone structure staring right back at him.

His usual deep blue eyes were now much more piercing and lighter, his features were sharper, and Montrose's golden blonde had transformed to a neary white blonde. He nodded in approval.

Handsome bastard.

It was an odd feeling, but perhaps a few hours of not being himself would do him some good. A fake sort of freedom. But besides being handsome, Als's face was also a trusted one, being one of the most talented healers training in the hospital wing. Maybe he could use it to his advantage.

And maybe he could see if he could get Will to play Doctor with him later. He couldn't wait to see if his Fox would be able to tell who he really was. Will always did have such great ideas when it came to these types of events....Montrose just hoped he could make it through the night without anyone actually needing medical assistance from him. His hands were talented, but not in that way.

As "Als" walks into the Great Hall, there are several people already passing him far more friendly smiles than usual. At first, Montrose had to fight the urge to demand to know what they were looking at, but then again….he was Alsius. So Monty tried smiling back, even if it felt somewhat weird on "his" face. Did Als even smile when not around Felix? Montrose was probably biased considering his first introduction to his fellow Ravenclaw was when he was teasing their mutual friend about...erm...belts.

Finally, a familiar face distracted him. "Als" spots Lilith over by the stained glass windows, and what better test to see if he could pass for someone else than to approach the no nonsense witch? Lilith had certainly been able to see through him before, but she had no bread this time!

As he approached, he couldn't help but notice she did seem slightly preoccupied. Lilith was too busy shifting this way and that as if trying to get a better view of her thighs…. she didn't even notice "Als's" appraoch.

“Lilith, are you alright?” 

Her head snapped up, an odd noise squeaking out of her as if she had just been caught doing something she shouldn’t. 

“Yes, I'm all thighs! I mean yes, alright. I’m alright!”

Montrose wasn’t sure what to be more concerned about, how flustered Lilith looked at the moment….or the uncharacteristic blush on her face. Never the less, Lilith finally seemed to remember who she was talking to before straightening her shoulders.

“Oh, Alsius. Good to zee you. Hope your hospital ving has recovered nicely from my beans. I’ll try not to accidentally send anyone else your way tonight! ” 

Monty’s mind struggled to find any concept of what on earth she was referencing, but it was hard to tell what she was even saying through what seemed like a poor imitation of a Russian accent. 

Before he could put two and two together, Lilith punched his arm in what might have been a playful attempt, but had Montrose rubbing the sore arm that was slightly slimmer than he was used to. 

“Ow!” 

Lilith's eyes went immediately wide in panic, accent completely gone

“Oh hell - I didn’t mean to.. Are you okay?!”  Als's face just reflected a very, very raised eyebrow. Monty knew Lilith’s particular brand of tough love, and this wasn't it.

“I’m fine, Lilith." "Als" didn't bother to hide the the accusatory tone he used while saying her name. "How very nice of you to ask...." Maybe it was something in the way he had let the sarcasm sneak back into his voice, but all of a sudden Lilith’s own eyes narrowed in return.  

“Montrose?!” Lilith hissed incredulously, and he had certainly heard a certain witch say his name said that way before. 

“Theo?!”

At his response, “Lilith”  was quickly hooking her arm around his neck and yanking him into the corner hurriedly,

“SHHH not so loud!!! I don’t know if the others know yet. You got Alsius? Really? Of all the people....don't do anything stupid. People actually like him."

"Als" gave "Lilith" a dirty look before continuing with pure sarcasm, “Oh, sure. Why not!! I'll promise to behave if you can stop staring at your own thighs for one second, you’re not exactly doing a great job as passing as Lilith either.” He pointed out, effectively offended. 

Theo used the newfound strength she had in Lilith's body to bop Montrose a little harder on top of his head. “Noted.”

She gritted between her teeth, before rolling her eyes and looking around the room. “I….I haven’t seen where “I” am tonight yet….have you seen any sign of me? I’m starting to get worried….” 

"Als" shook his slightly throbbing head, “Not yet. Maybe they decided to hide in the bathroom once they found out who they were transforming into.”  He teased cooly, and "Lilith" hit him again. 

“Okay!" He hissed, "...Merlin, it’s one thing when it’s you….but Lilith’s punches hurt.” 

"Lilith" crossed her arms stubbornly, “Aren’t you a healer, Als? You’ll be fine.” 

Montrose grumbled, he was wasting precious time bickering with Theo/Lilith and had to find Will and the others. He had a lot of people to sing his own praises to tonight, after all. 

“Your concern is touching, as always. If I happen to see “you” show up, I’ll send them your way. Now, excuse me…Als has some compliments he wants to share about …well, me. Who wouldn’t trust this face, after all?” 

“Lilith” rolled her eyes again, declining to respond and deciding there was no need to put Montrose in his place for a third time. Someone else would surely take care of that for her this evening. If only she had some wet bread to smack him with to truly do her current body justice. 

For now, Theo just waited anxiously as she peered into the crowd of hundreds of faces except her own. It was going to be fine, right….???? 

“Als” left “Lilith” to her own devices, turning only to find @adallegra right by the snack table. Oddly enough, she seemed to be very preoccupied with admiring the cream on the cupcakes. “Als” shrugged, deeming it as good of a time as any to approach her. 

“Allegra, how good to see you! I’ve been meaning to find you. Did you hear what an impressive job Andrew Montrose did the other day during Defense Against the Dark Arts class? With that, and his proficiency in arithmancy ... surely he’s going to make a wonderful curse breaker…don’t you think?” 

It wasn’t until he was done flattering himself that he noticed “Allegra” still seemed more preoccupied with looking at the dairy products on the table, rather than her usual response of pointing out several areas in which Montrose could improve, or correcting him in any fashion. 

In fact, she hadn’t negated a single point he had made, which felt oddly disappointing. 

Unless it wasn’t really Allegra. Perhaps….the polyjuice potion was going to make things trickier than he thought.

With that realization, Montrose decided it was officially time to go and find @ask-elland-n-willl. Hopefully, his fox was having better luck with the potion than he was this evening….

[ask-felix-aberg]

[Polyjuice Swap 2024!]

(Thank you @lil-grem-draws for being the mad genius behind this very special event!)

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Felix could hardly contain his excitement as he entered the grand ballroom, a smile tugging at his lips as he admired the scene before him. William had been talking about this event for days, practically glowing with pride as he reminded anyone who'd listen that it was his "expert negotiating skills" (and a very generous anonymous sponsor) that had made this magical night possible.

The Ravenclaw was thoroughly impressed - it seemed as if every prefect had poured their heart and soul into the preparations. Festive lights cast an enchanted glow across the entire room, flickering candles and dark webs drifted above, and enchanted pumpkins floated along the walls, their carved faces casting eerie shadows over the guests.

He marvelled at the marvellous array of costumes. His fellow students had truly embraced the spirit of the evening. And even though most of the faces were hidden beneath spooky masks and fancy cloaks, the Ravenclaw still managed to recognise some familiar faces, though none of the ones he was really looking for.

Felix' eyes drifted toward a small line of eagerly waiting students near several rooms to the sides, each one set up for the Polyjuice Potion event. Excitement started to spread across the face of the blond boy once again as he approached one of the queues, anticipation bubbling up in him as he waited for his turn.

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A few minutes later, Felix found himself face-to-face with the cauldron of Polyjuice Potion, wrinkling his nose in disgust. The liquid had an unappealing green-khaki colour, thick and unpleasant, bubbles foaming up from the surface and emitting a particularly pungent odour that had him breathing through his mouth. It was all sorts of awful, Felix understood now why they would use separate rooms for that.

Taking a steadying breath, he raised the mug for a hearty gulp, immediately regretting the decision as the taste hit him - a repugnant mix of salted liquorice, vinegar, and something that resembled rotting eggs.

Felix winced, fighting the reflex to gag. The urge to use the vomit bucket beside the cauldron was tempting, to say the least, but Felix swallowed, squeezing his eyes shut. He knew Polyjuice was an ordeal, but trying it firsthand was something entirely different. The young wizard forced himself to hold it down as he waited for the transformation to take hold.

The changes started slowly. Felix watched his hands as they began to prickle and grew larger, the skin shifting in both texture and tone, his fingers and wrists extending in a manner that felt distinctly wrong. He could feel his face beginning to rearrange itself painfully, his bones feeling like they were being pulled and stretched in impossible ways.

The sensation was nearly enough to make him reconsider the whole idea, but just as he felt he couldn't bear it a second longer, the pain finally began to ease, replaced by an odd sense of familiarity. He glanced into the mirror in the corner, where an enchanted gargoyle gave an appreciative whistle. "Handsome, aren't we?" it teased.

Felix squinted, blinking in surprise before a chuckle escaped him as he recognised the familiar face staring back. Monty? He'd turned into @ask-andrew-montrose ! So Monty had signed up as well! Felix grinned, running a hand over the now scruffier hair, touching his transformed features, thoroughly impressed by how flawlessly the potion had worked. Not bad at all.

"Looking sharp, aren’t you?" commented the smug mirror gargoyle. Felix stifled another chuckle, rolled up his sleeves, and loosened his tie as he gave his reflection one last look. This could be fun, he thought to himself as he headed out of the room to find the others.

As Felix made his way toward the snack table, he nodded and smiled at a few passing students, only to be met with frowns, raised brows, and puzzled glances. Suddenly, it clicked - he was supposed to be in character! Andrew would never do something like that, Felix scolded himself and quickly adopted a more serious expression.

Finally reaching the grand buffet, he sighed softly in relief, this could be harder than he expected to be. Perhaps something light would help settle his mind and stomach after that dreadful potion. He reached for a bright orange cupcake, taking a bite, his nose brushing the creamy frosting as he glanced over the spread, already considering what else might wash away the lingering Polyjuice taste.

For a fleeting moment, he even thought he saw Allegra on the far side of the table, but before he could get a better look, a voice broke his focus, calling out to him...

[ask-felix-aberg]

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"Monty, thank Merlin!"

Startled, Felix’ head snapped around, his mouth still full of cupcake. The Ravenclaw barely had time to react before he was being swept into an unexpected embrace. He almost choked in surprise, hands floundering a little before he registered what had happened.

The hug was... tight, surprisingly so, but not unwelcome. Felix loved hugs - but would Andrew love hugs? Who would hug Andrew except him and... oh!

Felix’ confusion melted as he realised this was probably Will. Was it Will? Felix wasn't so sure, for the familiar red of the Prefects hair was visibly missing. His hair was almost holy to William, would he really dye it for this event?

"Baby, it’s me!" the voice choked, followed by a muffled sob. "Something horrible has happened!" As Will lifted his head up, Felix saw not his friend's usual adorable face but a beak, soft teal fur, and expressive niffler eyes. What happened? Did Nosy end up falling into the cauldron?

His friend looked positively distraught, his voice quivering as he tried to explain what had gone wrong with his Polyjuice transformation. "The potion backfired," Will tried to explain, his beak wobbling with each word as he wiped at the dampness under his eyes.

The Ravenclaw barely managed to stifle a laugh. Poor William, he'd been so excited for the evening, and now he was half-niffler. Just when Felix was about to say some comforting words, Will tilted his head up, his expression expectant.

Oh.

Was he…?

Felix' cheeks warmed as he froze. A kiss? Monty might lean in... but Felix wasn't the real Monty, and the thought felt far too strange. What was Felix supposed to do? Should he go for it? Maybe just a quick peck on the forehead, he thought. This felt entirely wrong for Felix.

Just as he was about to lean in, just barely, Will snatched the cupcake from his hand, devouring it with a mumbled "Thank you" before taking a huge bite. Felix tried to keep a straight face as he watched his friend’s distress transform from comfort to despair again.

Within seconds, William's watery eyes spilt over once more, and Felix couldn't help himself - he wrapped the Niffler-Prefect in another hug, rubbing a gentle hand over his soft, teal fur. "There there," he murmured, patting his friend's (now boyfriend's?) head with comforting strokes.

Poor Will. He had been looking forward to this night so much. With careful nudges, he guided the Slytherin to a nearby bench, easing him down as he kept a comforting hand on his shoulder.

Felix wasn't entirely sure how Monty would handle this situation, but for now, he'd just listen to his friend's woes and try to be a calm presence at his side.

[To whomever pulled Andrew Montrose in the Polyjuice Swap]

"Monty, thank Merlin!"

The prefect in his teal attire and with a very much real niffler beak finally spots his boyfriend by the snack table. His "Andrew" looks somewhat lost. Oh, perhaps he also has been looking for William but couldn't find him because William is no longer William. He is Nilliam.

"Baby, it's me! Something horrible has happened!"

Will practically runs into "Andrew" for a hug, and it's only by some miracle that the bright orange cupcake in Ravenclaw's hand doesn't get smudged on William's hair.

"The potion backfired!" Will starts to unload his niffler story onto "Monty" with periodic hiccups and breaks to wipe the annoying tears away.

At some point William looks up at "Andrew", demanding a kiss, but the aforementioned half-eaten cupcake grabs his attention instead. The prefect takes it from the Ravenclaw's hand with a whiny "Thank you" and starts eating. It seems to calm him down until he looks at the icing. Orange… So ginger… Just like his hair used to be… Will starts crying again.

[zeebee3]

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Dramione (Magic AU)

A Little Glint of Gold (Pierced navel Draco)

Would You Rather (8th Yr, game)

Lemme smash (Aurors, pub pick up)

A Good Landing (5+1 lap-sitting)

Ancient Animal Awareness (omega!Draco)

Lie to Me (Pinocchio-jinxed cock)

Sympathetic Attraction (magically-connected piercings)

Self-Control (soft!Dom Draco, spanks)

Well-Mannered and Good-Looking (blind date)

Golden Hour (nude modeling)

It Was A Sunny Day (Aurors, legilimency)

Work It Out (gym bro!Draco, muggle AU)

Say Please (tattoo artist Draco)

It's So Hard To Be Good (sub Draco, pining dom Hermione)

Kindling (pining marriage law)

Tell Me What I Am (royalty AU)

Inhabit (polyjuice body swap)

He Wanted To Play (dom lessons)

Disturbingly Capable (Death Eater Draco, Order Member Hermione)

Left Hand Green (strip Twister)

A Book and a Broom (dry humping a bicep)

Not Dramione

An Understanding Between Gentlemen (Theo, Hermione, Draco)

Honey (Theo/Hermione/Draco)

Cupido gemmas (Neville/Hannah/Susan)

There's Nobody Like You (Blaise/Ron)

Darling (Lucius/Narcissa)

An Indecent Proposal (Neville/Pansy)

The Right Fit (Neville/Pansy)

Just the Lightest Touch (Harry/Ginny)

Mind-Killer (Pansy/Ginny)

A Fair Trade (Draco/Tom)

Reckless and Deeply Morose (Theo/Draco)

Everything is Fine (Percy/Hermione)

Miserably Turned On (Dramione plus Charlie)

True Wild Spirit (Theo/Luna)

Daddy? Sorry...daddy?

An Exception (Dramione)

Darling (Lucius/Narcissa)

Kindling (Dramione)

Draco Gets It Good ™️

Take Him Down A Peg (Dramione)

A Little Glint of Gold (Dramione)

Would You Rather (Dramione)

Honey (Dreomione)

A Fair Trade (Draco/Tom)

It's So Hard To Be Good (Dramione)

Pierced Draco series

A Little Glint of Gold (belly button)

Lie to Me (nipple)

Sympathetic Attraction (cock)

A Good Landing (bonus fic: pierced clit Hermione)

Say Please (cock)

Try Not To Come series

It Was A Sunny Day (Aurors, legilimency)

Work It Out (gym bro Draco)

Inhabit (polyjuice body swap)

AU - Muggle

An Exception

Take Him Down A Peg

Golden Hour

Work It Out

A Fair Trade

Tell Me What I Am (royalty AU)

Carefully, with Intention (Formula One AU)

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You Do It For Me

Baby, Any Time You're Ready, I'm Waiting

The Five Love Languages

A Good Landing

Just Be Cool

Say Please

He Wanted To Play

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Balance & Oppose

You Do It For Me

There's Nobody Like You (Blaise/Ron)

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Balance & Oppose

The Noble and Most Ancient

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The Noble and Most Ancient

A Gentle Haunting

Reckless and Deeply Morose

Disturbingly Capable

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[Podfic] Inhabit

[Podfic] Inhabit https://ift.tt/BLV32n7 by FanFixation (SequesteredAudio) “There’s no way.” Hermione prided herself in always keeping an open mind, but even she had limits on what she’d take someone’s word on. Across the small pub table, Draco looked amused and undeterred. “I’m not sure why you sound so surprised.” “A full orgasm?” she reiterated skeptically. “From start to finish?” As he sipped his pint, he flicked his brows once in acknowledgement that, yes, that’s what he’d meant. --- Or where Hermione refuses to take Draco at his word. Podfic of Inhabit by Zeebee3. Words: 26, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/M Characters: Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy Relationships: Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy Additional Tags: Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Post-Hogwarts, Co-workers, Ministry of Magic Employee Hermione Granger, Ministry of Magic Employee Draco Malfoy, those tags are so vague I simply had to use them, also their jobs are irrelevant (despite my brain telling me otherwise), Stubborn Hermione Granger, Accommodating Draco Malfoy, Improper use of polyjuice potion, Body Swap, Titty Fucking, ”try not to come”, pls refer to the above tag: Stubborn Hermione Granger, Explicit Sexual Content, Dirty Talk, discussion of the sexual experience (which is dirty in its own way), Banter, Porn with Feelings, bc it’s me and I can’t help myself on both counts, Friends to Lovers, and a bit of self-cest as a treat, Podfic, Podfic Length: 1-1.5 Hours, Audio Format: MP3, Audio Format: Streaming via AO3 works tagged 'Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy' https://ift.tt/O40esv1 May 04, 2024 at 08:43PM

[theomontydrabs]

2024 RP Archive

Montrose:

Nosy Chronicles: Staircase| Nips

Knob Detectives

The Moment of

COWS: Names | Will Jelly of Cows

Saved by Wet Bread

Theo:

Fox Will & Meech | Lilith & Fruits |

Allegra Bday

Richard Swim Suit Day

Theo & Montrose:

Hogsmeade

Hair Chronicles: Pt 1 | Pt 2

Procrastination

Ships:

Drewlliam: Studying Owl | Dick Docks

Holidays:

Halloween Polyjuice Swap 2024

Theo and Felix Barking Pumpkins

[ask-elland-n-will]

[Polyjuice Swap 2024!]

[William drank the wrong Polyjuice Potion: is there any doubt whose fur got into his vial?

Context: some Polyjuice Potions (sponsored by an organisation wishing to remain anonymous) have been specially produced for this Halloween party. They are meant to be swapped between students in secret to allow for fun interactions and "who are you"s. The rule of fun for bending the rules is allowed: long duration, change of clothes, transformations that are not normally possible with Polyjuice, and so on.]

William was really excited about this event as he was one of the people in charge of it, just like the year prior (as much as Cassandra claims it to be her idea). Potions allowing the user to change into some spooky creatures in spirit of the Halloween were a success back then, especially for those who didn't have a costume. Everyone from sandy mummies to cats with pretty bows roamed the ballroom (and some — wreaked havoc).

Changing into their classmates was not the aspect they'd considered until this year, and the permission to do it officially took Will a lot of time and effort. The prefects had to make sure that no transformed student left the designated area, that only the 7th-years took the polyjuice vials, and that the potions themselves were acquired from a reputable source.

William expected some cheating to occur, but not that it would affect him personally. And yet.

He took the vial he was given with excitement. Who would he become! Who else is participating! What is the pool of students he's picking from! William spent a few days looking through his archives, trying to recall his friends' mannerisms and speech patterns, obvious ticks and smaller details, typical topics of conversations, and so on. He was so prepared to play his role that—

— that when he watched in horror as teal fur started growing all over his face, as he felt the same hairy needles spread over the rest of his body, as sharp claws replaced his carefully manicured fingers (at least it didn't spread to his feet?), and as his lips— Merlin, he no longer had the lips, he had a beak! When all of that looked back at him in the mirror, all hope for a fun evening was lost.

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[Polyjuice Swap 2024!]

(Thank you for this wonderful event, Lily!)

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Vetiti had never been more pleased with a look in his life. The black-haired beauty was staring back at him from the mirror. His reflection had morphed into sharp, elegant features and shiny raven hair that shimmered like midnight silk. A wide smile stretched across his face, utterly captivated by his reflection, his eyes twinkled with delight as he traced a finger along his newly transformed cheeks, giving them a firm squeak.

"Ciao, bella," he whispered, mesmerised. He had turned into Signorina @adallegra! Who would've thought? He did a little jump, clapping his hands together in glee. Tonight was going to be nothing short of bellissimo! This was going to be a great evening, he could just feel it! Luck was surely going to be on Titi's side!

With newfound enthusiasm and confidence, "Allegra" swung the door open, practically knocking it off its hinges. Determination scrawled across his (or rather, her) face. The Italian milk maniac had one mission, and he knew exactly how to begin.

This would be the night! Tonight, he thought, heart racing, he would finally get his hands on Sebastian's Niffler! Just imagining it filled him with giddy excitement, and "Allegra's" mouth started to water at the thought of the sweet, white essence that would soon be his. Finally, he would be able to really enjoy his bowl of cereal with real Niffler milk!

He barely managed one step outside before a sharp, disapproving voice snapped, halting him in his tracks. He turned to see a Gryffindor prefect eyeing him up and down with one raised brow.

"You don’t actually see that as appropriate for the evening, do you? Ugh." She sneered, giving him a slow, disapproving look as she flicked her wand, transforming his slightly raggedy clothes into a crisp Slytherin uniform, complete with a skirt. Titi's eyes went wide as he looked down, taking in the swoosh of the skirt's hem.

"Ooooh," Vetiti breathed delighted, already twirling in circles, entirely smitten by his new attire. It felt so breezy! He grinned at the prefect, appreciating her work. He might just have to wear a skirt more often.

It was then that Vetiti took a quick survey of the crowd, hoping to spot his target. But alas, Sebastian was nowhere in sight. "Oh well," the Hufflepuff sighed, brushing a dramatic lock of Allegra's long, dark hair from his face. "Perhaps he'll show up later." There was no need to worry. After all, there were plenty of other amusements waiting.

With a quick flick of his skirt, "Allegra" made his way over to the snack table. The spread was glorious! Pies, pastries, fruits, and cakes towered on the table in decadent stacks, a cornucopia of treats that made his stomach growl. But none quite sparked the specific delight he was after. Chewing on his lip thoughtfully, the Italian lad started to play with his new, long hair, twirling the silky locks around his finger as he pondered what to eat, eyes narrowing in concentration.

Just then, as if summoned by his very thoughts, a house elf appeared balancing a tray of hearty appetisers, each smelling more delightful than the last. Vetiti was sure he spotted something that resembled some Gouda and practically floated over, his steps light and bouncy as he eyed the tray with eager delight.

[This RP is a part of the Halloween Polyjuice Swap 🎃 Previous Elland's rp. Our apologies to @adallegra]

It was a flick of the green skirt that got Elland's attention first. Of course she wouldn't be wearing a costume, Halloween or not. He thought he had seen the familiar hair as well, but the figure got lost among the partying students. Not that Elland would ever say it to her face, but her height made it easy to blend in. He wasn't aware how much of a difference they had until the first time they danced together. But it couldn't have been her, could it? Will swore that Allegra didn't plan on going, and if Will couldn't convince her — Elland saw no point in trying himself.

A snack bar it is then. Elland was parched. But just as he reached for a glass of sparkling water, he nearly bumped into a house-elf who suddenly apparated next to him.

"Ah, excuse me, let me help you with the—" the Hufflepuff in Sebastian's skin began and abruptly stopped talking altogether: a familiar figure gracefully floated towards him. The house-elf, unnerved by the Slytherin student's eagerness to do the elf job, took the opportunity to put the tray where it was supposed to go and exit the scene.

Elland looked at Allegra, stunned by her presence for a moment before clearing his throat and giving the Slytherin witch a deep gentlemanly bow. It would've looked so much more impressive if he had his phoenix costume on: all the beautiful firecharms dancing across the cloth and feathers, sparks coming from under his dancing shoes wherever he stepped, the faint sounds of the crackling fire and the pleasant smell of the fireplace. But alas, he was playing a different role. Wait.

"Sebastian" looked up in panic. No way Allegra would hang around when he was Sebastian! He had to let her know it was him, without alerting the other students around them.

"Allegra! So good to see you!" he called out and let her get to the snack table as for some reason Allegra seemed very interested in the elf's cheese platter. Elland had never seen her like that and he wondered if she had some butterbeer before coming here. He kept those thoughts to himself. Allegra was smiling while playing with her hair, and Elland found it rather endearing.

"I've been meaning to return your scarf from a while back, forgive me for holding onto it for so long," is what Elland settles on. Hopefully, his smile, attitude towards her, and the reference to the act itself were enough for her to realize who he was. The thought of Allegra not being Allegra never even crossed his mind. It was as clear as day that it was not her style. Perhaps she just stopped by for the snacks. After all, the Slytherin common room is not far from here.

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Always the Quiet Ones

Always the Quiet Ones https://ift.tt/yTh4pF8 by Dizzle00 Hermione gasped when she saw herself pulling Malfoy’s long, thick cock out of his pants, fisting it. Then letting go, letting him grip it instead, rubbing it along her lips, leaving a wet, sticky trail as it traced her face. He looked down at not-Granger, with such reverence as she opened her mouth, accepting his cock to lay along her tongue. Right when her lips closed over him, and her cheeks hollowed, his eyes snapped to hers. Hermione felt her whole body flush. Words: 8742, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/M, Multi Characters: Draco Malfoy, Hermione Granger, Pansy Parkinson, Blaise Zabini Relationships: Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy, Pansy Parkinson/Blaise Zabini Additional Tags: Explicit Sexual Content, Oral Sex, Face-Fucking, Face-Sitting, Vaginal Sex, Polyjuice Potion (Harry Potter), Sex While Using Polyjuice Potion (Harry Potter), Body Swap, Developing cum kink, Threesome - F/M/M, Voyeurism, Idiots in Love, Simp Draco Malfoy, Sexually Experienced Hermione Granger, 9k words of smut, pure filth via AO3 works tagged 'Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy' https://ift.tt/GbXL6a1 April 04, 2024 at 06:39PM

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Inhabit

Inhabit https://ift.tt/wIs4791 by Zeebee3 “There’s no way.” Hermione prided herself in always keeping an open mind, but even she had limits on what she’d take someone’s word on. Across the small pub table, Draco looked amused and undeterred. “I’m not sure why you sound so surprised.” “A full orgasm?” she reiterated skeptically. “From start to finish?” As he sipped his pint, he flicked his brows once in acknowledgement that, yes, that’s what he’d meant. --- Or where Hermione refuses to take Draco at his word. Words: 8499, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 3 of Try Not To Come Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/M Characters: Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy Relationships: Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy Additional Tags: Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Post-Hogwarts, Co-workers, Ministry of Magic Employee Hermione Granger, Ministry of Magic Employee Draco Malfoy, those tags are so vague I simply had to use them, also their jobs are irrelevant (despite my brain telling me otherwise), Stubborn Hermione Granger, Accommodating Draco Malfoy, Improper use of polyjuice potion, Body Swap, Titty Fucking, ”try not to come”, pls refer to the above tag: Stubborn Hermione Granger, Explicit Sexual Content, Dirty Talk, discussion of the sexual experience (which is dirty in its own way), Banter, Porn with Feelings, bc it’s me and I can’t help myself on both counts, Friends to Lovers, and a bit of self-cest as a treat via AO3 works tagged 'Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy' https://ift.tt/dyqWwRK March 09, 2024 at 04:44AM