Take a bath

Gemma didn't know whether to laugh or to cry or some combination of both. After sitting on the couch naked with a blanket draped over her she finally stood up.

"No use in focusing too much on it, the quicker I get through this, the quicker I can get back to my life," black haired witch quietly told herself.

But if what Dumbledore said was true she could never go back to her old life.

No.

It didn't do any good to dwell on things like that especially when she didn't have any control over it. Even if it wasn't possible Gemma had to believe she could one day get back to her old self or she might break down completely.

She slowly made her way up the stairs and found herself at the second floor bedroom, the one she had previously stayed in. The room looked like it had been left exactly the same as when she was last here.

She only had three days left until school could start would they really be able to make her learn everything she needed to?

She was rummaging through the closet when she heard a familiar scream.

"INTRUDER!" a voice yelled out from behind her.

Gemma quickly turned her head and saw a familiar house elf, Kreacher.

"You're trying to steal from the Most Noble and Ancient House of Black thief!" Kreacher yelled out coming closer to Gemma.

"Kreacher wait! I'm not a thief!" the young witch quickly said holding up her hands as she turned to fully face the house elf.

"How do you know Kreacher's name, thief?" Kreacher asked slowly.

Gemma knew she couldn't fail Dumbledore and the plan this quickly, so she quickly came up with a response.

"I'm Gemma Black," Gemma quickly said, "I'm the new head of this house after my cousin Sirius died."

After hearing her name Kreacher quickly dropped to his knees.

"A new mistress!" Kreacher said, "Kreacher is thankful to have a new Mistress Black!"

"Please mistress what can Kreacher do for you?" the small house continued prostrating himself at her feet.

"I-I don't know how about make me some dinner?" Gemma slowly asked.

"Right away mistress, Kreacher lives to serve!" The house elf exclaimed as he jumped up and vanished with a small pop.

"Well that's one good thing I guess," Gemma said to herself quietly.

She went back to rummaging through the closet and picked out some a pair of shorts and a shirt that looked like they would fit her and she made her way to the bathroom.

She quickly filled up the tub with hot water and slowly got in.

Letting all the troubling revelations leave her mind she tried to relax getting some peace and quiet in the bathtub.

As she slowly washed her body she couldn't help but remember that she never finished examining it. She started to move her hands slowly over her breasts and her nipples responded instantly to her touch.

A small moan escaped her lips as she ran her fingers slowly over her hard pink nipples. The sensitive skin responded shooting pleasure throughout her body as she slowly rubbed them with her fingers.

She let her right hand slowly move down the rest of her body until she reached the hairless mound just above her pussy. Her fingers started to move on there own as if it were instinct slowly circling her sensitive clit. One finger dipped inside as her thumb continued to rub slowly circles around.

Her breath picked up and her moans got louder as she added a second finger inside of herself. She couldn't push too deeply in but the pleasure her body was feeling was more than she ever felt. She arched her back slightly as her left hand got rougher with her nipples twisting them slightly.

Her right hand increased the pace of fingering her pussy, and Gemma could feel something building inside her. Her breathing got faster and faster, until she finally plunged her fingers inside and felt this shock run through her body.

Her vision whited out for a second and her pussy clenched down tightly on the two fingers inside her as she climaxed.

'Bloody hell if this is what all girls feel then maybe staying this way wouldn't be so bad.' Gemma thought to herself.

Gemma felt like she should feel bad for thinking that, but she didn't not really which upset her a little more.

She got out of the bath and dried herself off, making her way down to the kitchen to see what Kreacher had prepared.