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Taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly to try and calm his nerves Harry opened the door. Stepping thru into the cell that held Narcissa he remembered at the last moment to keep moving and allow Dobby, Amelia and Bellatrix to file in after him. He wasn't surprised and yet he was still taken aback at the change he saw before him. He knew she would look different but still seeing Narcissa change into his sex **** was startling, like Bellatrix and Amelia, Narcissa was nude and gifted with an over abundance of breasts and arse flesh, adorned like her sister in bondage accoutrements.

What did surprise him was as soon as he had stopped walking and taken a position in the room, Narcissa had walked to him with her head bowed down, stopped before him and then with a whispered, "Master" she knelt before him and prostrated herself at his feet. "I am yours to command."

Harry ignored the curious 'hmm' Amelia let out and tried not to turn and glare at Bellatrix as she softly grumbled, "suck up"

"Uhhh, please stand up." Harry crouched and offered his hand to the once imperious woman. "Please, you don't need to be on the floor. You can stand up."

"Thank you Master." Narcissa kept her head bowed as she put her hand in his and stood following just second behind him, always deferring to him. "How may I please you Master?"

"For fucks sake." Bellatrix griped. "Cissy, stop it! This isn't you!"

Narcissa cast a quick venomous glance at Bellatrix and then returned to looking down, "I know what I am. I am a **** to our Master. Like you. My life is in his hands. You life is in his hands. If he so choose he could have us killed with but a word. If he wished to see us suffer before killing us he could cast us aside and let us be abused to **** by the Knockturn alley rabble as slaves unable to defend ourselves."

Bellatrix blanched and tried not to be bothered by her suddenly dry mouth.

"I'm..." harry shook his head. "I will never do that. NEVER. You may be slaves but I will never **** you or allow others to **** you." He grimaced and ran a hand through his hair, "I can't make anyone treat you, uhm, nicely but I wont allow you to be harmed."

"Our Master is a kind Master." Narcissa looked up and stared at her sister. "Treating us better than we deserve." Bellatrix grimaced but didn't say anything, instead lowering her head and inspecting the cuffs and chains she was bound in.

Amelia tapped Harry on his shoulder and when he turned toward her she leaned in and whispered in his ear, "Better watch out for this one, Master. She'll try to wrap you around her little finger to establish herself as the power in your household by being your favorite."

The words were said in a whisper but still loud enough for Narcissa to hear. Narcissa tensed and looked from Bones to harry, keeping eye contact with him. "I am doing no such thing. I am as I have always been a realist. I understand my position just as I understood my position when I was engage to Lucius Malfoy. Being angry and spiteful and obstreperous does me no good. I submit in the hopes of having a better life. It might not be the life I would have chosen but it is still better to live happily within my confines than to constantly be punished by those in charge of my life for a... mulish attitude."

"And can you honestly tell your- Our- Master that you don't have an ulterior motive for being such a good ****?" Amelia asked, stepping closer to Harry and adopting a protective stance at his side.

"N-no." narcissa bit out regretfully and once again lowered her head. "I do have another motive."

"Which is?" Harry asked.

"I hope you will spare Draco." Narcissa answered sounding forlorn. "Can you blame me for trying to protect my only child."

Harry screwed up his face and put a hand to his head. He hated to admit it but he really couldn't fault a mother for trying to protect her kid.

"May I speak to Dobby? Master?" Narcissa asked.

"Why?" Amelia and Bellatrix asked.

"I have a question I hope he can answer." Narcissa answered.

Harry thought that sounded mysterious. But it probably wasn't anything bad, she probably just wanted Dobby to check in on Draco, make sure he wasn't hurt or in trouble. Harry turned and looked at Dobby who was standing quietly by him. "Dobby is free to decided who he wants to talk to. You should ask him, not me."

Dobby looked up at Harry and stood straighter, taking on an almost professorial tone of voice the little elf said, "Harry Potter is ****'s Master, good Slaves always ask Masters first." Dobby swiveled his head to look at Bellatrix, "Bad Slaves who don't ask must be punished for not asking Masters first."

"Right.... Right." Harry sighed. "I'll try and remember that." He gave Bellatix a look out of the corner of his eye. how was he supposed to punish 'bad' slaves anyways? Harry blushed red as he suddenly imagined Bellatrix lying across his lap as he spanked her new bubble butt to a bright pink. Clearing his throat he gestured from Dobby to Narcissa, "You two can talk if you both want to."

"May we have a moment of privacy, Master?"

"Yeah." harry decided. "But you swear your not going to ask Dobby to do something bad? You just want him to check in on Draco. Not help Draco escape Hogwarts or do something else stupid?"

"Yes Master." Narcissa nodded her head.

"Alright. Amelia, Bellatrix, let's step outside." Harry walked to the door and opened it, ushering the ladies out the door.

Once alone Narcissa knelt down to be closer to Dobby. "I don't understand exactly how it is you are doing this... magic magic, you called it. But I have to ask if you can use your magic magic to save Draco like you save Bellatrix."

Dobby shuddered, "Bad young master is bad. Always has been."

"You said the same of Bellatrix." Narcissa thought furiously, "What if... what if you could change Draco like you changed Bellatrix."

"Turn young bad master back into baby?" Dobby wrinkled his nose. "Dobby not think The Great Harry Potter wants to raise old bad masters baby." Dobby waved a hand, "Besides young bad master did bad things this year and years before. He needs punished."

Narcissa closed her eyes and bit back a sigh. "Of course he did."

"Dobby is not hard heart about Mistress wanting to save son. But bad young master is a bad boy." Dobby finished his words with an authoritative chop of the hand.

Narcissa all but jumped as she had a wild idea. "What... what is he wasn't. What if Draco wasn't a boy?"

Dobby raised his eyebrows in disbelief, "But he is boy. So how do he not be boy?"

Narcissa had a near manic grin on her face as she answered, "Well, when I was pregnant with Draco, Lucius had me take several potions to ensure that I gave birth to a male heir. What if... what if the potions effects stopped and Draco turned into a girl? That would mean one more female **** for the great Harry Potter to breed wouldn't it?"

Dobby cupped his chin as he thought, "Dobby not sure. Dobby could be doing that but Dobby knows that Gryffindor boys be very sad they not have big penis like the great Harry Potter. Young bad master have much much smaller penis then any other boy in Hoggiwarts. Dobby likes idea of young bad master knowing small penis is much smaller than the Great Harry Potter's penis has ever been. If Dobby makes young bad master girl he might forget that he ever had much much smaller penis and always less then the Great Harry Potter."

"Well, why would it go away?" Narcissa pressed trying to keep the advantage, "What if he kept his small penis and his small balls, to forever show how much less he was than the Great Harry Potter. They would remain like... a vestigial organ while he grew breasts and a vagina." Narcissa scrambled mentally for another reason to hook Dobby on the idea. "And Draco would end up smaller than the rest of us. Which would be a nice change of pace for Harry as currently Amelia, Bellatrix and I are all taller than him, having someone who he could look down on would be some variety. And when Harry was finished growing Draco would still be smaller than all of us. Maybe 1.4 meters at the tallest, always trapped as a small little girl height. With smaller breasts and smaller arse so that she's always jealous of us, the other girls with our bigger tits and arse. Draco would always be trying harder than anyone else to be sexy enough for the Great Harry Potter. Embarrassed by her small tits and small ass and her little dick."

"Dobby can see yous argument. But still Dobby is not sure. Young bad master is bad boy." Dobby shook his head.

Narcissa sat up straight and gravely intoned, "Dobby, I swear to you on my life and as his Mother I will break Draco of every bad habit he has and turn him into the most loving devote **** the Great Harry Potter will ever have. He will have no thought in his head that is not devoted to his love and service to the Great Harry Potter."

Dobby knew when he heard truth and knew old mistress was telling true. If Dobby made Draco a girl she would make that girl into the Great Harry Potter biggest ****. And another girl for the Great Harry Potter to breed.

"Dobby, please, help me save my son." Narcissa pleaded.