HP: The Magical Gamer [Chapter 143: Happy Birthday!! ] (Patreon)

"STOP IT! PLEASE! STOP IT! NO MORE! NO MORE!"

Harry too was captivated by the spell. But wasn't affected too strongly due to his [Gamer's Mind] perk.

While the perk didn't stop the illusion from ensnaring him, it did mute its effect enough for him to be not deceived into accepting the illusion as a grim reality.

Iris though didn't have the Gamer's Mind and her reality changed so drastically that her mind couldn't take it.

Her once lovely mum was turned into a monster and she hated it. She hated it with all her being. She didn't want her to become that creature. She didn't want her mum to be that.

She didn't want to die. People would think that surviving death would have lessened her fear of it. Instead it had made Death more forbidding and cruel.

She didn't want to die. She wanted to be with Harry forever. She wanted her kind mother, not this demon.

The presence vanished at the first sound of her scream. Lily ran to her daughter and pulled her into her arms.

"It's fine, sweetie. I'm back. It was just an illusion. Don't worry, nothing happened to me." She mumbled reassuringly, squeezing her gently and placing kisses all over face.

Iris opened her eyes to see that her mum was back. Her eyes were filled with the familiar love again. Her skin was soft and warm again. The red snakes had disappeared and her beautiful hair was back.

She threw her arms around her and hugged her firmly. "Don't do that ever again. Never again. Please don't use that spell around us."

"Okay, sweetie. I'll never use that spell around you. I promise. I thought since you both are so strong, you'd be able to handle that. I'm sorry for springing that on you without a warning." Lily apologised deeply, cradling her daughter in her arms.

"Yes, Iris is right. Don't use that spell around us. It's blasphemy to mar your beauty with that." Harry kneeled beside them and nodded in favour of Iris, trying to distract them a little.

Both Iris and Lily gave him a deadpan look.

"That's the first thought you had after seeing me in that illusion?" asked Lily, trying not to feel flattered and exasperated.

"Uh, yes. Don't get me wrong. Your spell was powerful, but I've got the Gamer's Mind which diluted your illusion's potency. Honestly, instead of being scared, I was just appalled that my beautiful mum was turned into that creature." shrugged Harry, caressing his sister's face with a worried look in his eyes.

She shook her head, cupping his hand over her face, smiling at him, silently conveying to him that she was fine now.

Lily hummed with a thoughtful look, smiling at their wholesome interaction. "I see. So that's why you weren't as devastated as Iris after my transformation. An incomplete illusion is a worthless illusion after all."

"Let's take a break. I don't want to train anymore today." Iris requested abruptly, not wanting to think about this illusion thing ever again.

"Sure. You both are free to go. I'll make your favourite pies in the meantime." Lily smiled at them as Harry took Iris from her.

"Great! I'll carry Iris to her room then." Harry cheered, picking her up in a bridal carry.

"I'm not hurt, Harry. I can walk just fine." Iris groaned fondly.

"Nope, you might fall off the stairs and break your neck. We're not taking unneeded risks." He grinned mischievously, carrying her out of the room. Iris didn't complain again, opting to cling to him.

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The days melted into a routine and the Potters trained and enjoyed each other's company. Soon, the day came without much fanfare.

Harry awoke on his birthday with Iris excitedly jumping around his bed. Which was usual and had become a sort of tradition.

"Happy birthday!" She yelled, falling and sprawling on top of him.

He smiled, a bit drowsily with his eyes still closed. He wrapped his arms around her waist and held her close.

Opening his eyes, he greeted her softly. "Happy birthday to you too, dear Iris."

Her smile wavered.

"Uhm...yes. Thank you." She suddenly blushed, feeling a certain part of him poking her stomach. Harry himself coloured slightly, though the embarrassment was still not enough for his raging lust to subside.

Instead he tightened his hold around her, his fingers digging on the curve of her waist.

She looked down at him, her red hair falling in curtain over him, her warm green eyes wide with wonder and a dusk of pink sprinkled on her cheeks.

Something had changed drastically, Harry realised. Her face was longer and more angular. The little remaining baby fat which was on her face by yesterday had vanished.

And her body too had grown unnaturally, more than a few inches.

She didn't feel like his cute little sister in his arms. No, she felt more like a half-grown woman. He could feel her heat and most of her skin over his. Her tight pink flimsy top was barely able to hold back her big round breasts from spilling forth.

He couldn't blame the clothes for it. Until yesterday, they fit her, but not now. Her boobs weren't monstrously huge or anything.

But they would have been more appropriate for a 15-16 year olds rather than a girl her age.

They both were staring at each other with a barely contained lust. A new type of hunger had awakened inside them due to their fast maturing bodies. And they were starving. This hunger was all-encompassing and they could think about nothing but it.

She caressed his hair, leaning down, her warm breath wafting over his lips.

"Have you seen yourself in the mirror? You have changed too much." she whispered on his lips, her hand slipping under his shirt and tracing the outline of his recently formed abdominal muscles.

Harry felt goosebumps rise on his skin as her touch and her sweet breath drew a hazy fog over him.

And he let himself get lost in that fog.