AN: This is my first attempt at a Harry Potter fic (or fics in general, will pick up my Mass Effect fic soon). Considering English isn't my native language some grammatical errors won't be uncommon ;-)

Just a few notes to make about the storyline;

1) I'm following canon when it comes to Harry's days at Hogwarts.
2) No extreme elevation when it comes to nobility. No superpowers as well. Harry is fine wizard, but won't surpass Dumbledore or Merlin.
3) Pairing will be Harry/Daphne in the future, but expect that to take a while
4) This fic is M for a reason. Expect lemons, foul language, etc.
5) Harry will do some things that could be considered dark.

Anyho, by reading all of this it seems you're interested. Won't stall you anymore, enjoy!

"So, where am I?" Harry thought to himself when he woke up. After giving some thought he recognized his hotel room. It certainly wasn't the first time he visited his hotel. He has been with the Ballycastle Bats for a year now, after his debut at the Chudley Cannons and his two other seasons at Puddlemere United. He saved the Cannons numerous times from total humiliation and almost won the titel last season with Puddlemere. His transfer to Ballycastle was a result of Victor Krum's sudden decision to give it a shot in the Australian league, making Harry an all-time record signing for the Bats. Harry was among the top 3 seekers in the British & Irish competition, but his status as a war hero makes him an invaluable marketing asset.

Harry was sometimes disgusted with that latter fact, but being at Ballycastle has his perks. For instance the fact they get to play abroad a lot. When Harry tried to reach his glasses from his drawer he stumbled upon something in his bed. After the war hero put his glasses on he recognized what it was. His match against the Japanese Toyohashi Tengu ended up in an amazing 350-20 victory, which meant partying in a muggle discotheque in Tokyo. Harry was lying between 2 Japanese woman, probably around 23 years old. Harry sighed, stood up and walked to the bathroom. When he saw himself in the mirror the war hero cursed himself. "I bloody did it again". After taking a quick shower Harry picked up his wand and went through the usual steps; charming into the room as if nothing happened, obliviating the memories of the women and apparating them into another hotel. Harry always had a backup room, just in case he couldn't keep his dick in his pants.

A few hours later Harry finally arrived at his London apartment. Ginny wasn't home yet from her trip to Australia, a fact that Harry didn't mind. The Holyhead Harpies played against Krum's team and lost a suprising 280-70. Ginny was bound to be grumpy for at least a day when she lost. Another reason Harry didn't mind being alone was the fact he still felt ashamed for cheating on Ginny. He never was caught before, only cheating on his girlfriend when he was abroad.

Suddenly Harry's cell began to ring. Although a lot of wizard-raised friends like Ron preferred the floo, Harry preferred the phone. It was easier. Harry sighed, until he saw who called. "Hey Hermoine! Long time no speak!" the wizard answered. "Bloody hell Harry, you're one to talk. You're the one always abroad and working" Harry laughed. It's just like Hermoine to call playing Quidditch work. Suddenly he heard an angry Hermoine. "It's not funny Harry, shut up!" Harry was shocked. "Hermoine, what's the matter? You're definitely upset!" Hermoine then bursted into tears. "Harry… it's Ron. Could I come over?" Harry was shocked. He was sure the relation between his best friends was doing fine so far. At the very least he felt like Ron was still crazy in love. Then again, he didn't see his friends that often anymore. "Of course Hermoine! I'll deactivate the anti-apparation wards in my apartment for you"

It didn't even took half a minute before Hermoine apparated in his apartment and fell crying into Harry arms. "There there, you're safe here Hermoine. What's the matter?" Harry said in a calming voice, while patting the bushy haired woman on her back. "That bloody bastard. When I got home from work early I caught him in my bed. Screwing around with Parvati AND Padma Patil. In OUR bed!" Hermoine said while crying in Harry's arms. This shocked Harry a lot. He knew he wasn't one to judge, but he never took his best friend as someone who would cheat on his girlfriend. They were standing in that position for at least 10 minutes, until Hermoine stopped crying.

Strangely he also discovered that for some reason he was started to get a boner at that point. Harry cursed himself. 'This can't be happening now. Hermoine is my best friend, she just found out Ron was cheating on her. I really have to control myself this time' were his thought. However, 8 inches of hard dick isn't that easy to hide in a pair of slacks. Hermoine started looking up, she clearly felt it. "Harry, you think I'm attractive, right?" She asked. Harry nodded. "Hermoine, you're a real catch. There is no way the Patil's could match that." His best friend smiled at that remark. "Thanks Harry. That means quite a lot from someone who probably had a threesome within the last 24 hours.

Harry's mouth fell open. "Hermoine… how?" The bushy haired witch laughed. "I know you Harry. I know how you've changed after the war, how you were acting around Ginny. And I've seen you with two witches in Bulgaria entering the hotel. Ever since, I knew." Harry was shocked at the revelation. "But why Hermoine? Why haven't you said anything to me or Ginny?" Hermoine shook her head. "Because you're old enough to make your own decisions Harry. And because I can't stand Ginny anymore since 2 years ago. Since she won the league 2 years ago she has become a bitch." Harry nodded. It was around that time Harry started cheating on her. Not just because of Ginny's behavior, but also because his urges. Ginny couldn't please him anymore. Harry wanted more. He wanted a thrill, a challenge. And each time he completed that challenge he wanted more, creating a hunger that was getting harder and harder to please.

Before Harry could open his mouth Hermoine did some quick spellwork; he was blasted on his couch. And that wasn't the only thing. He suddenly noticed the only thing he was wearing was his boxer. "Hermoine?" was the only thing he could say, before he was shocked at the sight before him. Hermoine threw off her robes, revealing an outfit that was simply… extremely sexy. She was wearing a purple corset, which showed her c-cup breasts to full glory. A matching thong was clearly wet. "You know Harry? This was actually meant as a surprise for Ron. But that idiot threw away his chance. And don't say you don't want this. I felt your boner easily." She said seductively. Harry tried to resist. Hermoine was his best friend for years. This was the very same house he shared with Ginny. And although he considered Hermoine to be hot, she's like a sister to Harry. He knew it for sure; he wouldn't develop any romantic feelings for her. And he doesn't want to use her for just sex. Not Hermoine. Before Harry could open his mouth it was already silenced by a passionate kiss. At this moment Harry would turn away, if it weren't for Hermoine rubbing her wet thong against his boxers. Harry fully gave in and returned the French kiss.

They've kissed for 10 minutes, before Hermoine broke the kiss. Before Harry was trying to make his final resistance the female Gryffindor started to give him a blowjob. "Her…moine… you're… amazing" was all Harry could say. Hermoine didn't need any words, giving all her attention to Harry's shaft. Harry felt like he was living the best 5 minutes of his life. "Her…moine, I'm cumming!" was all he could say. Just when Harry was cumming another sound came in.

"HARRY JAMES POTTER, YOU BLOODY BASTARD! I KNEW YOU WERE CHEATING ON ME!" Ginny Weasley was standing angrily at the door. Harry looked in shock, so did Hermoine. Nobody even noticed Harry came Hermoine's hair.

AN: There you have it! A fairytale comes to an end. You might think by now lemons will dominate the story. It won't, but this is an event that will unlock a chain reaction. And I'm not afraid to spice it up with some details. Some reviews would be lovely! Comments on the story or even on my English.