While one of my selves was with the girls from Hogwarts, another was with the girls from the fief, doing practically the same thing. Unlike the others, they already knew what the gift was, so there wasn't much mystery, and we got straight to the process.
There were three Animagus potions for three women. No, Gemma wouldn't transform to avoid affecting our child, but instead, Andra would. She's an excellent assistant, and giving her more tools means giving myself more tools, so I didn't consider it a waste. Of course, for Eileen, there was no such benefit, since her help is never excessive nor involves subterfuge or stealth, so there was no need to give her a potion. Still, she was present to witness her wife's transformation.
First, I proceeded with Lily and Andra, as they were the simplest cases. Both drank their potions, and the changes manifested quickly. While Andra took it calmly, Lily got a bit nervous, but she was fine.
As expected from what we knew, Lily took the form of a doe; that hadn't changed. She was excited and started making small happy jumps in her new form. To surprise her, I also transformed into a stag, which stunned her for a few seconds before she approached and started nuzzling me. That's how we began giving each other affectionate nudges until Petunia couldn't take the jealousy anymore and separated us. However, right after, she gave me an angry hug, rubbing her face against my fur.
These girls are so cute and adorable, despite everything. If Lavender were in Lily's place, the first thing she'd ask for wouldn't be cuddles but to take advantage of our Animagus forms to fuck... Though, come to think of it, even if she were in Petunia's place, she'd probably want the same.
Moving on to Andra, she transformed into a black widow spider. Honestly, I wasn't surprised. It'll be a good addition to her skill set. It doesn't offer too much, but it will be useful for sneaking in and going unnoticed in certain places. She thanked me for the gift before being dragged away by her wife.
Then came the complicated part: Petunia. She wasn't a witch, at least not completely, so a normal Animagus transformation was out of the question. With my previous work, I had awakened part of her magical lineage, but it still wasn't enough; she wasn't better than a Squib.
Now I had to get to work. I had already devised a plan, but carrying it out would take more time than the instant transformation the girls had with the potion. Petunia had no problem with that; she was already accustomed to rituals, so with some practice, things quickly fell into place.
A ritual circle, magical body paint, some potions, chants, and dances. Luck, stability, magical enhancement, animal affinity… This wasn't a small or simple task. It was a complex setup I had been preparing for days, and now I was putting it into practice.
Despite the rivalry and competition between the sisters, they cared for each other deeply—nothing like what would have happened in the original timeline. They loved each other and had a strong relationship, which was why Lily was nervous and worried about seeing her sister go through this.
Petunia was naked, covered in magical tattoos and lines connecting them, painted all over her body inside a medium-sized ritual circle. She followed my instructions while drinking the potions I gave her, and I, behind her, kept my hands on her back, channeling my blood magic into her body.
After finishing with the potions, Petunia had to perform certain actions, both internal and external, magical and physical. Regarding the magical and internal aspects, I took care of it for her since she had no control over her own magic. I focused on assisting her while she completed the rest of the ritual.
At one point, I could feel the magic accumulating inside her at the right frequency and amount. That's when I told her to take the Animagus potion and begin the transformation. Everything had gone well so far, and I hoped it would continue that way.
Having been enhancing her internal magic all this time, I could feel it vibrate as it came into contact with the potion. At that moment, I had to exert even more effort to keep feeding her magically and ensure the process continued. The potion spread throughout her body, permeating every cell, settling in, and initiating the transformation. That's when I noticed how quickly her magic was being consumed, forcing me to compensate for the deficiency.
For a wizard, the transformation with this potion usually happens in seconds, sometimes even instantly. But in her case, it took almost a full minute.
When the minute passed, Petunia felt something strange, and suddenly, her body changed completely, shrinking to the point where my hands could no longer remain on her.
She was confused and dizzy until she looked up in surprise, but she quickly realized that I hadn't grown—she had shrunk.
"You did it, Tuni, you're an Animagus now," I told her with a smile.
*Chii*
Lily ran toward us to see her sister. The three of us observed Petunia's small, furry body—she had turned into a weasel. Just like her sister, she happily ran around us.
The fact that she wasn't a witch like us had always made her feel scared or sad, even if she hid it. So being able to transform into an Animagus was both a relief and a great joy for her.
Now that the three of us could transform, we ran across the entire fief—the city, the meadows, the forests. We jumped, sneaked around in our animal forms, not caring exactly what we were doing. Just running together and embracing our most instinctive side made us happy.
We had fun for the rest of the day, and we even took a three- or four-day mission from the board to enjoy ourselves and test the limits of our Animagus forms.
During that time, we also discovered something important: although Petunia could now be considered an Animagus, it wasn't that simple. She wasn't a witch and didn't have a witch's magic, so her transformation didn't work the same way ours did.
After many tests, we managed to figure out more or less how her ability worked. Petunia could transform into a weasel freely, but only for about three hours a day. If she transformed and untransformed repeatedly, that time decreased, so it was in her best interest to stay transformed for as long as possible.
Additionally, once she exhausted her transformation time, she was completely drained. It wasn't physical exhaustion per se, though she felt it that way—it was the effect of magical depletion. It also came with dizziness or even migraines.
In short, she could become an Animagus, though with a time limitation. She felt a little down about it, but just being able to do it, even for a short time, made her happy. I assured her that she would improve with time, that I still had ways to help her, and that with practice, her transformation time would extend.
We spent some more time together, playing with Gemma and planning for the future—the fief, the missions we would take together, the upcoming training sessions, and improvements.
...
In France, I had come here at the request of the Delacour family, who had a surprise for me.
They had secured a place to establish an "Adventurers' Guild," similar to the "Dragons of Albion" in England, and they presented it to me as a Christmas gift.
Of course, it was tied to them. I didn't have an identity here that I could use to manage the establishment, and my idea of putting it under Fleur's name wasn't viable until she graduated from Beauxbatons. So Apolline registered the place under her name, with the intention of transferring ownership to Fleur when she came of age.
Technically, this place wasn't mine, but I didn't mind. The important thing was that I could now expand into France. With the limitations on the English side and the improvements to the board, this was perfect for me.
As such, I couldn't let them go without a good gift. After thinking it over, and considering there wouldn't be any issues with it… At least since Fleur had started giving me longing looks during one of my visits, and our chats via [Message] had become more frequent, I made a decision.
'Forgive me, Bill,' I thought.
At the Delacour house, with the whole family gathered, I presented two potions to the daughters. I couldn't leave Gabrielle out—she was as adorable as a third little sister. She even wanted to give me some of her toys so I would remember her… I couldn't be cruel and not give her anything.
The potions intrigued the family, but the girls trusted me so much that they drank them without hesitation, not even giving their parents time to stop them for potential risks.
Thus, two more Animagi were born. Fleur turned into a swan, while Gabrielle became a hummingbird. Saying that the Delacour family was surprised would be an understatement, and I had a lot to explain while making sure Gabrielle didn't fly too far away. It was interesting… Perhaps due to their Veela lineage, both of them transformed into birds.
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Inside a void "Dragons of Albion":
"Merry Christmas," I said, handing over a potion.
"Are we already resorting to drugs? I thought our sex life wasn't bad enough to get to this point," Tonks quipped, though she took the potion without hesitation and examined it in front of her.
"Just drink it," I said, rolling my eyes but smiling.
"What is it? Aphrodisiac? Sleeping potion? Will my boobs grow? Will I start lactating yogurt? Will I grow more boobs?" she asked, still inspecting it.
"Are you going to drink it, or do you want me to administer it anally? Because I have no problem with that, though I might have to open you up a little using my dick," I retorted with a smirk, pretending to lower my pants.
Tonks punched me in the chest before downing the potion in one gulp. She closed her eyes, trying to feel its effects, and wow, was she surprised by the change.
The transformation happened quickly, and once again, I found myself looking down at one of my women. As a Metamorphmagus, she was used to changes, so Tonks immediately understood what had happened. She looked at her white little paws, then up at me, surprised.
"Congratulations, in addition to being a Metamorphmagus, you're now an Animagus. You're getting closer and closer to making the nickname 'Thousand Faces Tonks' truly fitting," I said, picking her up and placing her on the counter.
Tonks had turned into a Jack Rabbit. She stared at me, though it was hard to discern her emotions in that form. She quickly transformed back, ending up sitting on the counter with a depressed expression.
You didn't like it?" I asked, surprised and confused.
"No…" she pouted. "I thought that with my Azkaban prisoner costume and the sex toys I bought this year, I would outdo you with the gifts… You're insufferable," she glared at me with fake indignation.
"Heh… I guess I'm still the best," I teased, understanding the situation.
"We'll see…" she said, hopping off the counter and starting to walk away. But before leaving completely, she turned around, and suddenly, bunny ears and a little rabbit nose appeared on her face. "This bunny isn't giving up yet," she added mischievously.
And then she continued on her way, now with a fluffy rabbit tail on her backside, swaying her hips to emphasize her curves.
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