Harry gasped out loudly, eyes shooting open as a world of utter ecstacy overstimulated his small body, just by being fed the tip of the witches large cock. He was nearly seeing stars as he pushed his cute butt back some to force his hole to accommodate Bellatrix's massive cock head. The mere contact with her precum was active agent enough for a shimmering mist to float off of the boys body, rewiring him back to the picturesque genetic structure he had actually been born with. His messy hair was still black as tar, but now fell in soft ringlets around his face, whilst a dark pink birthmark began forming on his lower ass cheek, identical to the one on Bellatrix's butt. Everything else remained the same though. It seemed that a transformation spell had been cast on him at birth to hide the nature of his actual biological "father'.