The story starts during the sixth year of our hero at Hogwarts.

During their eight lesson in potions professor Sluckhorn had giving the sixth years the assignment to brew a detoxification potion. Harry with the use of the half-blood prince old potions book had managed to brew the perfect potion. After turning in a sample Harry filled several vials with the potion.

He just thought that they could come in handy in the future. Two weeks later he was glad he did. He and Hermione had just walked into the Gryffindor common room after the first quidditch mach. When they saw Ron and Belinda Broom rolling all over the floor snugging each other fearlessly.

Harry froes and Hermione let out a yelp and ran off into the corridors. "Fuck" Harry thought and started following Hermione.

He found her in an abandoned classroom crying her eyes out. He loved Hermione more than anyone in the world. But he also knew that Ron fancied her and he suspected that Hermione fancied Ron. But now Ron had pulled a stunt like this. Harry didn't want to take advantage of the situation so he just sat down next to Hermione and tried to comfort her.

"Shoo, shoo Mione" Harry started when he embraced Hermione in a one arm hug. "You know Ron has the emotional range of a teaspoon. He will come back to you."

"But he is mine" Hermione sniffed "I don't know why but ever since the start of our year I find myself extremely attracted to him."

This started to trigger Harry's alarm bells. "Mione what were your feelings for him before this year?"

"I don't know somehow I just can't remember. I only know that ever we arrived at Hogwarts I feel myself so bloody hot for him."

"Hermione who is swearing?" Harry thought "there is something serious wrong with her." "Mione I have a calming potion. Madam Pomfrey gave it to me to handle my grief over Sirius better." Harry lied. He hated lying against Hermione but this was for her own good. "Please why don't you take some? I promise you it will help you."

Hermione was in no state to refuse his puppy dog eyes and took the vial from Harry's hand and drank the potion in one go. After a second she started to sweat and tremble really hard. Harry held her tight it was clear that she was under the influence of some sort of potion.

"Oh no!" Hermione shouted and Harry could hear the dripping of water. Hermione had no control over her body anymore and peed her bladder empty. "Harry what is happening to me?"

"You have been given potions Hermione without you knowing. I suspect love potions. The potion I gave you drives all the other potions out of your system. Don't worry about the pee Hermione it's just the effect the potion has on you."

"Love potion? You say I have been given love potions to like Ron?" Hermione had stopped trembling and seemed much more focused. "Harry I never saw Ron like that. I only accepted him because of you." Whispering the last line.

"Sorry?" Harry asked he really didn't get that last line.

"Oh sorry Harry I feel so embarrassed I peed all over the floor. I just go to the bathroom to clean myself." Before Harry could stop her she ran out the classroom and went into the girl's lavatory across the hall.

Harry was really worried about her and decided to use his invisibility cloak and follow her when she would come out of the toilet.

In the girl's bathroom Hermione pilled of her knickers. They were soaked luckily her skirt was only wet at the lower part. Not feeling comfortable with just a drying charm she left the toilets without her knickers on. Not wanting to return to the Gryffindor common room or dorm she looked around and saw nobody. "Did Harry really not hear me? When I said that I tolerated Ron because of him?" Hermione thought when she started walking away from the Gryffindor tower. "I just can't believe Ron managed to give me love potions. Surely he couldn't make them himself. He is terrible at potions. He must have had help. I know Harry would never do such a thing. No he is much too noble for that".

While she was walking she could feel the cool air sliding along her hairless pussy. Hermione never wore panties when she was at home. In fact she almost never wears clothes when she was at home. Hermione was what you would call a committed nudist. At a young age she went with her parents to nudist campsites and beaches.

When she started puberty she found out that nudism is very useful when you have certain needs. Her parents had never made an issue of the fact that Hermione masturbated. One day her mother had discovered that Hermione had not enough to just her fingers. The briefcase in which she kept her toys. Was opened and missed several toys. Mrs. Granger went to Hermione's room and immediately found the missing toys in the drawer of her nightstand. Instead of punishing Hermione, Mrs. Granger gave her a catalogues with all kinds of pleasure toys.

She told Hermione to pick some for herself and tell her which she wanted. Then they both could decide whether the one's Hermione had chosen were not too big. Hermione was obviously embarrassed in the beginning. But after she flipped through the catalog several times. She had found the courage and told her mother what she liked.

She missed her toys gigantically but she also knew that she could not take them to school. "Fuck I miss my toys". She thought "I could really need them right now. Every time Harry comes close to me I get so ridiculous hot".

Hermione looked both ways into the corridor and saw it was completely empty. At least that's what she thought. Hermione was so ridiculously horny at that time.

Harry was still watching her under his cloak making sure she was alright. He couldn't believe his eyes when one of her hands disappeared under her skirt and started rubbing herself. "HOLY FUCK what is she doing?" For years now Harry had erotic dreams about Hermione but catching her while she was playing with herself was beyond his wildest dreams.

And thinks were getting better and better. Hermione completely forgot her surroundings. She kneeled down and was rubbing herself with no surrender. Her skirt crept up around her waist. Harry had a perfect view of her bum now and her fingers entering between moist hairless lips.

Harry was enjoying the show very much. But when Hermione got her wand involved it became too much for Harry. Hermione wetted the handle of wand with her mouth and started to push the dripping handle into her tight bum. She moaned softly when she felt her tight backside stretch around the thickest part of her wand.

Harry was fighting an enormous urge to jump this erotic goddess. He was still fully clothed but pants were really tight in certain parts. He had seen his fellow female quidditch player's nude plenty of times but his goddess never. That was what Hermione was to him a goddess.

He just couldn't help it he moaned deep and ejaculated in his shorts just because he was looking at the most erotic sight he had ever seen.

Hermione jumped up like she was hit with a sting curse. Pulling her wand out of her bum and lowering her skirt. "Who's there? "She asked frightened.

Harry knew he just watched something very personal and was ashamed that he didn't warn her but instead enjoyed the show. Slowly he pulled of his cloak and said. "It's me Mione. I am so sorry I didn't warn you."