-1Quidditch robe musings...
By Prongs 69...
Rated WARNING MATURE CONTENT!

I can't really remember exactly how it all happened ... Quidditch was never really an interest of mine, per se…more of a fascination of watching Harry perform. Oh! And perform he did…never in my 11 yrs of being his friend, have I seen such a display of unique talent.

I remember it with such vivid fascination, the first time he donned those claret and gold robes, and headed out onto the Quidditch pitch with the rest of the team—

I knew then that I was hopelessly in love with those robes…and the person who had donned them! The tousled hair, the cheeky lopsided grin, those britches what looked like Muggle riding jodhpurs, the knee pads,
which reminded of the Muggle game of POLO. Everything about him oozed sex appeal and I was lost in a sea of emerald so vivid, that I had to blink and re-focus in the sunny haze.

But oh those damned robes, how they would rob me of any coherent thought every time he donned them and he knew – oh how he knew – what they did to me! His well defined jaw, that aristocratic nose, those eyes, the little dimple in his left cheek as he smiled, those perfectly toned abs, that oh so perfect behind – oh yes, that behind – those buns were made to measure and were handled with all the care in the world! I made sure so! And he was mine, all mine...plain old boring bookworm Hermione Jane Granger-Potter.

Yes, I was Harry James Potter's wife, much to the dismay of many a witch—

But how I loved my husband…always attentive, always affectionate in every way; he was, in a nutshell, perfect...he wasn't the boy who livedor the the boy who conquered the dark lord he was just Harry... just Harry... my husband.

So, today is our 4th wedding anniversary... and today, well lets just say those old Gryffindor Quidditch robes will make an appearance, sometime in the wee hours of the night! I mean, what kind of an anniversary would it be without those damned robes – they were what started it all off, all those years ago.

Ah yes. those robes...
It was rather sometime after 10.pm we retired to the bedroom, after a rather eventfull evening at Don Piero's little Italian restaraunt were we feasted on garlic bread, sumptuous lasagne, followed by a bottle of Merlot….
But the night was far from over….oh yes, far from it…my dear attentive husband knew nothing of the surprise I had in store for him, or if he had,he showed no inclanation at all ,during the course of our evening…..
We arrived back at Godrics Hollow, just after 9.55 pm…..
The air was crisp, and had a slight chill to it and the air itself seem to have a charge of electricity about it…. Or was it apprehension? apprehension of what I had planned for Harry later on….
As soon as the front door was closed & locked I felt Harry's breath quickend and before I could utter a word, his lips were upon mine, teasing, tasting…. Oh my, the man could kiss! Every little whimper which exited his glorious mouth, had me very aroused before we reached the bedroom… and oh how he knew it…. He always did….
Slowly, oh so slowly, he kissed his way across my collar bone, down the side of my shoulder, nipping, tasting, suckling like a newborn ….
Suddenly I was lifted into the air, and was being taken, rather hurridley, towards our bedroom….
What I saw astounded me….every inch of the comforter was covered in white rose petals, scattered to the four winds…. It literally took my breath away, but then again, all Harry had to do was smile at me and I was gone…….

By the time my knees hit the edge of the bed, i was more aroused than i had ever been in my life…..he laid me down ever so gently, and proceeded to take of my shoes… slowly he progressed to my stockings, stopping all the while to nip and lick at my legs.
Slowly, ever so slowly he hovered over me his breath coming in short pants of wispy air and said Hermione…. That was my undoing… my lips crashed into his, sending me in a sexual frenzy, and I knew then, I was undone, and he would be the one to do the undoing………….

His lips were like a drug, drawing out that incessant need to be consumed….

Harry abruptly stood up and whispered my name, "Hermione…." He looked at me longingly and very quickly walked to the wardrobe; in a flash he was stood there in full Gryffindor robes….

'Oh my God' was like a mantra flowing through my brain 'Oh my God – Oh my God' … what a specimen of a man stood there, in all his Gryffindor glory…

In two long strides he was across the room, and once again he lay down beside me & with a flick of his wrist, I was naked, laying there in all my glory for my husband to see. He had an almost feral look about him and by sure it was returned.

My hands caressed his chest and started to work on getting his jersey off….
He wasted no time in peppering lingering kisses to my jaw line and neck, emitting a nuzzling sound as he went…he lifted his arms up high and his jersey was gone. Now to get to work on those britches and what lay behind them – forbidden treasure that I, and I alone, had the key to unlock!

Suddenly his dark head swooped down and nudged my knees apart, sending a gush of warm air around my groin. I waited in anticipation, of his next move…

And boy oh boy was I not disappointed—

Slowly but carefully, he dragged his roughened tongue over my lips and then in one swift move, he thrust home! 'Oh my God' warmth flooded through me, over and over as he nipped & suckled, as though his life depended on it….

"Harry please…"

He knew what I wanted right away. He lifted my legs and positioned them over his shoulders then rocked back onto his heels. In one fluid motion, he drove home….

"Ohhhhhhhhh-ohhh!"

The louder I moaned the harder and faster he pounded into me. He picked up his pace, driving relentlessly into me, with each stroke he brought me nearer to the pinnacle…until I felt my body begin to shudder and spasm, buck and writhe beneath him…

Moments passed and Harry shouted, "Oh Mione… ohhhhhh - I'm - ohhhhhhhh godddddddddddd……………."

White light flashed before Harry's eyes and he too tumbled over the edge, his body jerking spasmodically as her wet warmth milked him for all he was worth…..

He collapsed on top of her, sated….

''Oh my God!" Hermione breathed. "That was well…wow!

"You were wonderful," Harry replied breathily against her ear. "Happy anniversary, Hermione, I love you so much."

"Happy anniversary Harry, I love you too."
Harry waited for Hermione to regain some sense of control and for his own blood in his own veins to cool…he gently swept her hair away from her face.. She looked like an angel lay there all innocent and at the sane time, so devishly erotic!

Harry blinked and looked down at her.. His heart constricted in his chest.. Never before had a women made him feel like this, but then again, Harry new he was Hermione's from the first day he set eyes on her all those yrs ago….pity he did not get to thank the Troll back in first yr!

Over the ,weekend they had tried many differing positions. Some were out right silly, and some were adventurous to say the least, and if Hermione could actually walk by Monday,he would be astounded !! Harry over awed at her enthusiasm and outright flexibility in that area! Score one for Mione, he mused…….ohhhh mione……

''Mr. Potter, Mrs Potter is here to see you''
The voice of Harry's secretary drifted through his office in the M.O.M Auror dept..
Harry was busy looking over Healds report, a new rookie, who by anyones standards, had the brains to go far in the ministry, and Harry was glad he was on the good side.

Hermione ventured into the office, shutting and sealing the door with a squelch and Harry new, Mione had put a very strong sealing charm on the door, and oh boy, was he looking forward to finding out why!

Very cat like Hermione glided across the floor, and was accompanied by an almost feral look about her… Harry gulped and felt the very cat like Hermione ,gliding across the floor, and was accompanied by an almost feral look about her… Harry gulped and felt the familiar tightening in his robes , and he knew then, lunch today was going to be a lot more enjoyable.

Harry stood up to greet Hermione but she side stepped him, eluding his touch altogether at the last minute…. Oh so is this how she wanted to play huh?
Suddenly without warning Hermione lunged at Harry knocking him back against the desk…he stumbled and fell back onto the hard top, his legs splaying as he fell…

she began to nibble on the lobe of his ear, and tugged the sensitive flesh of his ear with her teeth to get his attention!
Then she whispered seductively ''wrap your fingers in my hair, Harry and guide me''

Harry groaned loudly, and too far gone to stop himself, he buried his face into her silken locks once more and breathed in her scent…….

From there Harry guided her head down his muscled chest, and she began nipping and suckling his nipples which by now hard and rigid…
she then proceeded to scoot off his lap and between his knees, on the floor between his spread legs, her breasts grazing his thighs on the way down…

He groaned when she licked and kissed his navel and then traced the line of hair to the waiting treasure below…..
Harry groaned, unable to contain his cries any longer, his blood pounding in his veins, her soft mewing sounds that were emitting from her throat, drove him into a frenzy….

His hips bucked slightly, encouraging her to continue with her ministrations….
His hips bucked spontaneously and he cried ''YES'' oh mione yessssssssssssssss''
before he could his hips bucked spontaneously and he cried ''YES'' oh mione yessssssssssssssss''he could not restrain his enthusiasm for her… all inhibitions were way out of the window now…..

He was too late to react and before he knew it…..

And then…….
Suddenly he felt the leather belt that was holding up his trousers, slowly pull away, and slowly but surely unzipping his fly, and carefully extracting his now throbbing member!

Hermione stared at him with a combination of awe and wonder, and with a raptuous hunger…he never ceased to amaze her. Never!

Hermione then began to curl her fingers around his silken shaft, and oh so slowly, squeezed and stroked him at a languous pace, torturing Harry all the while…. This was pure torure, but oh was he loving every minute of his wife's ministrations….

A drop of moisture beaded at the top of the mushroom shaped tip, and she stuck out the tip of her tongue to taste it…
Harry's body began to tremble at this new onslaught…
but this, was merely the beginning, of her lauguous torture…

''Mione'' he gasped, astounded at coherent thought at this moment in time, '' ohhhhhhh Mioneeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee''

Hermione then levelled her head and sucked! Harry threw his head back , as a strangled cry of ecstasy, erupted from this throat……
the silky depths of her mouth, milked him and as suddenly as it started, it stopped.

Harry suddenly flipped Hermione over onto her back, on the desk…
within a flick of his wrist Harry had her naked and writhing beneath him.
Harry shifted his weight and pushed apart her knees. He pulled on her hips and brought her flush to his own.. With a wave of his hand, Harry was now as naked as Hermione, and was within millimetres of driving home!
Hermione could not take anymore.. ''Harry, NOW''…
Harry was never one to disobey his wife's wants or needs and with a single powerfull thrust, drove home into her tight waiting heat…..

Harry let out a gutteral moan as Hermione met him thrust for thrust, her keaning spurring him on more to greater heights…..this is what having Hermione Jane Granger-Potter for a wife was all about. Oh yessssssssssssssss……Harry opened thoer connection and through her Hermione moan, '' Harder Harry, faster! Oh goddd so close Harry, so close…………''
with a few more thrusts, Harry could feel her walls clamp around him & milked him for all he was worth….

That evening Hermione arrived home early….and she began to set her plan into action…
unlocking the front door Harry entered to a the sounds of Bach wafting through the hall way…..
By that sentiment alone, he knew Hermione was in a good mood. She always played Bach when she was in one of those moods…..

The house had a kind of smokey haze to it, and Harry wondered what that smell was…… ah! Joss sticks….the smell of musk filled the air, a sexy,almost soothing smell……

Hermione meanwhile was running the bath, and was bending overt o test the water when Harry approached her from behind….

She knew he was close, she could always sense him…..her nipples rose to high peaks and Harry began his ministrations…. breath on her ear……
she closed her eyes and loose herself in his administrations. ''ah that feels sooo good''.
Harry tore off his shirt, eager to get inside her warm depths once more, he lifted both her arms and placed them on the bathroom wall… he bent his knees ever so slightly, spread her legs and with one slow thrust lid home into her silken depths!

Harry began nuzzling her neck and Hermione began making keaning sounds in the back of her throat….
Hermiones eyes shot open and Met Harry's…..oh my god!
There was something very erotic about seeing your in a mirror while being made love to!
This only heightend Harry's pleasure and if she would admit it later, herself too…

they were reaching there goal, the point of culmination was here….

Heavily sated after there round of oh so glorious sex, Harry & Hermione, made there way into the small kitchen…she proceeded to fill the coffee pot, while Harry made himself busy, making toasted crumpets…
Harry snorted. 'Crumpet!' 'HA!' he exclaimed suddenly, making Hermione whirl around from the counter to face him..she had a grin on her face to match his very own..

'What's so funny Harry'' she said….

He smiled but said nothing.. That was always her undoing.. That dimple,when he smiled that oh so sexy smile, that was, only for her, and her alone…

with a flick of her wrist, Harry, once again, stood there in all his Gryffindor glory…. Oh my… those bloody robes would be the death of her…even his Auror robes did not do so much for her as the old Hogwarts ones..

Slowly, sensuously, she licked her lips….. Harry could hear the blood pounding in his ears …

''take them off'' Harry demanded. She visibly shivered at his command..
Grasping the clasp that held the robes together, Hermione deftly removed the clasp, and slowly opened the robes….
She let his robe fall slowly to the floor, and without further ado kissed him so hard he was convinced he would be bruised later on…
Grasping his fitted turtle neck, Hermione yanked it over his head and Harry gasped as her lips feasted & suckled his nipples…
hunger for him ,gripped her suddenly and without warning, Harry found himself thrust back against the kitchen table…

she opened her mouth , and laved and licked every inch of his well defined chest, his breathing coming in short rasps…
''ohhhhhhh mione''…….''ohhhhhhh goddddddddd yessssssssss''

Harry was putty in her hands and she knew it…and she loved it!
Hermione stripped of her gown, and the cool air hot her chest. She stood there , nipples proud and erect,just begging for attention, and attention they got!
She thrust her breats closer to Harry and begged''Harry pleasssseeeee'…
he drew her into his mouth, savouring how sweet she tasted… she always tasted like cinnamon,and spice and he would never get tired of it….
He nipped playfully, sensuously, and gave her slow long strokes with his teasing tongue…suddenly she was turned to face the table and was bent slightly…..

She felt a rush of cold air from behind, and suddenly felt Harry's fingers between her folds….

She could feel is ever growing erection against her bottom, all the while grinding into him…
then suddenly, she felt something else enter her….OH MY GOD!!!

Hermione's knees nearly buckled but Harry held her fast, still applying just enough pressure, while Holly was doing the rest of the work… oh yes, Holly……..
All eleven and a half inches of her… and oh my did she hit the spot!
Never in Harry's wild imagination, would he have assumed or even thought, that Hermione Granger would be his and like this too!
But oh she was and she was now Hermione Jane Granger-potter, or her official title DR. H. J. Granger-Potter…..

I t all started one day.. Harry had come home early because, quite carelessly, he had forgotten his wand….which considering he was semi -pro Quidditch player at the time, was rather a silly thing to do….
However the sight that greeted him was astounding..
Lay in their bed was Hermione, masturbating with Harry's wand! And to top it all off, was sniffing his old Gryffindor robes, chanting, ''Ohhhhhh Harry, harder''!!
That was Harry' undoing….

He took her there and then, without preamble, in his Puddlemere gear, but later found out, it was his old Gryffindor robes that were her biggest turn on… and of course Holly ah yes, Holly….

All eleven and a half inches of her…
and since that day he caught his wife masturbating with his wand? Well, Harry just got turned by the thought of her holding it for him….ahhhh yes, good old faithfull Holly

Copyright Prongs69 2007 re-edited…

No infringement intended, all characters owned by JK Rowling….