(2) Hello Draco?

Something that hasn't been fully explored is how a Witch can be affected by extended co-habitation with Veela in her developing years. Sure, it was known that Wizards who grew up in a house where their Dad regularly plowed his Veela fuckdoll, that big would have a stronger resistance than normal to Veela Allure.

In Heather's case, she developed her own Allure. But while Veela had an Allure that was always on but could be made more intense by will, Heather had an Allure that only flared when she was aroused. And after being educated in pleasure by her adoptive mother, her missy was almost always a little wet.

Entering Madam Malkins, and being recognised and guided to a fitting room, Heather really needed to blow some steam. But she quickly was faced with a problem;
(1) Witches Changing Rooms were single rooms surrounded by private cubicles. Wizards could occupy them and so Witches had to dress and undress when shopping with an audience. Wizards could then but the outfit for the Witch, in return for company.
(2) As the Girl-Who-Lived, Heather was to be treated as a peer and that meant the Wizard's fitting room, which were usually communal and had suckdoll seamstresses.

Draco Malfoy, only Son and Heir to the House of Malfoy, sneered at the redhead cowslut that dared act like his equal. Even though the Mudblood had just finished sucking his cock, he felt himself rising again as he watched Heather Potter stripped and measured. She dressed like a whore. Damn what the law said, he would treat a cow-titted slut like the milk-laden white she really was.

Heather felt her body ache for a hard cock and her body burned in response to the hardening shaft in arms reach. But... He was obviously a Malfoy. He would expect anything that happened to become a regular thing. If Heather wanted to get anywhere, she couldn't be tied down like that, especially not to an ally of the Patriarchy.

But she really needed some cock in her.

While they waited, Heather turned to face her blonde suitor and removed the little that remained, slowly putting it all next to her heels, and discreetly picking something up. She swayed as she walked in front of Draco and pushed her phat booty at him while leaning against a mirror.

Draco leapt on the whore. Who would have imagined that Dumbledore's Champion of Equality was such a **** to dick already. He rubbed his meat against her wet cunt and used her juices as live to push deep into her arse. It was the tightest arse he'd ever fucked. And the way it felt like he was ducking a second arse at the same time, it reminded him of the stories about Veela having an aura that was like fucking two at the same time.

He never noticed Heather spinning something in one hand until he managed tongue deep in her bowels, triggering the redhead's own orgasm. Basking in the afterglow and holding close to each other, Draco had no time to respond to a... Pink Timeturner being shoved in his face?

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Ursa Malfoy, only Child of the House of Malfoy and whose womb will carry the next Lord Malfoy, watched the taller girl leave and then looked around to survey her surroundings in confusion.

Heather, dressed and deciding to just have her new clothes delivered, returned her unique Timeturner to the secret compartment in her platform heels. When activated, it bent the gender of an individual it impacted with, the sound setting the change to occur in the past. Draco had lasted long enough for Heather to rewrite all of Draco's life. No he was she. No more Draco, only Ursa.

What Next?
Option 1- Heather has money from Monsieur Delacour, visiting the Bookshop (Hello Hermione)
Option 2- Witches receive their Wands in a very different way from Wizards
Option 3- Hagrid has a delayed response to the Veela Allure and wants Heather to take care of it.
Option X- Open to Suggestions