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"Hermione, are you finished packing your things?" yelled Harry from her parent's living room. They were getting all packed for their vacation trip to Europe. Harry's things were already packed. She answered "Almost. I'm just adding the extra things". By extra things she meant things from the lingerie department.
"Hurry up, Hermione, your going to miss your flight!" Called her mother. "Almost finished, mother"..5 minutes pass."ok I'm al set!". "It's about time! Let's go we are going to miss our flight!" Harry rushed out the door with Hermione's luggage.
"Hermione, don't forget that if you have any trouble you can always call me. That's what mothers are here for. Oh, and don't forget your new wallet!" She handed her the new wallet she had gotten for her 17th birthday.
honk, honk. I must be, mother, you know how impatient Harry is. "Wait - Hermione." Her mother grabbed her hand. "please, don't do anything dumb. And if you do-" she paused. "use protection" she whispered. "Ok mother. Love you! Tell daddy I said goodbye!" She rushed out the door.
"It's about time! I was starting to think you were getting some more clothes. What were you doing anyways?" asked Harry. "Just saying goodbye to mother".
They eventually arrived at the airport and made it just in time. The plane was about to leave.
"Please buckle your seatbelts and keep them on at all times. Remember if you have trouble just press the red button in front of you." the pilot instructed.
"Are you ok, Hermione?"
"Yah, I just hate planes."
"You want me to keep my arm around you?"
"Yah, I'd feel safer." So Harry put his arm around her.
Harry had been feeling strange ever since he got on the plane. It was the first time they were going to be alone; without her mom or dad, and Ron around.
He felt a little bulge in his pants. He was a little embarrassed because if you looked, you could tell he was feeling excited and manly. And that's exactly what Hermione noticed.
Harry looked into Hermione's eyes as she glared out the window. He couldn't help looking down at those big round breasts covered by her shirt, but no bra. The bulge in his pants got bugger and took over. He leaned his hand a little farther over her shoulder. Hermione didn't really notice- a first. But then he got harder and decided to go for it. He moved his hand further so it went into a little into her shirt. Hermione suddenly looked down and saw Harry's hand go down into her shirt. Although she felt awkward, she liked it. He went further until he held something round and much larger than his hand. He moved his hand around and pinched her nipple every so often. She gave a little scream, but one that was not of pain. Then their lips came together and his tongue rapped around hers. They started to forget they were in a public plane.
"Please make sure your seatbelts are tightened because we are about to go for bumpy ride." The pilot interrupted and they came out of their world of love and tightened their seatbelts.
About 2 hours later they arrived in France. There, they checked in the richest hotel in France, Le Palais de Rêves (The Palace of Dreams) and received the largest suite.
Author's note: the next chapters will probably contain rated R content. But for now I must go to bed. It's very late. ~Anonymous12345
"Hermione, are you finished packing your things?" yelled Harry from her parent's living room. They were getting all packed for their vacation trip to Europe. Harry's things were already packed. She answered "Almost. I'm just adding the extra things". By extra things she meant things from the lingerie department.
"Hurry up, Hermione, your going to miss your flight!" Called her mother. "Almost finished, mother"..5 minutes pass."ok I'm al set!". "It's about time! Let's go we are going to miss our flight!" Harry rushed out the door with Hermione's luggage.
"Hermione, don't forget that if you have any trouble you can always call me. That's what mothers are here for. Oh, and don't forget your new wallet!" She handed her the new wallet she had gotten for her 17th birthday.
honk, honk. I must be, mother, you know how impatient Harry is. "Wait - Hermione." Her mother grabbed her hand. "please, don't do anything dumb. And if you do-" she paused. "use protection" she whispered. "Ok mother. Love you! Tell daddy I said goodbye!" She rushed out the door.
"It's about time! I was starting to think you were getting some more clothes. What were you doing anyways?" asked Harry. "Just saying goodbye to mother".
They eventually arrived at the airport and made it just in time. The plane was about to leave.
"Please buckle your seatbelts and keep them on at all times. Remember if you have trouble just press the red button in front of you." the pilot instructed.
"Are you ok, Hermione?"
"Yah, I just hate planes."
"You want me to keep my arm around you?"
"Yah, I'd feel safer." So Harry put his arm around her.
Harry had been feeling strange ever since he got on the plane. It was the first time they were going to be alone; without her mom or dad, and Ron around.
He felt a little bulge in his pants. He was a little embarrassed because if you looked, you could tell he was feeling excited and manly. And that's exactly what Hermione noticed.
Harry looked into Hermione's eyes as she glared out the window. He couldn't help looking down at those big round breasts covered by her shirt, but no bra. The bulge in his pants got bugger and took over. He leaned his hand a little farther over her shoulder. Hermione didn't really notice- a first. But then he got harder and decided to go for it. He moved his hand further so it went into a little into her shirt. Hermione suddenly looked down and saw Harry's hand go down into her shirt. Although she felt awkward, she liked it. He went further until he held something round and much larger than his hand. He moved his hand around and pinched her nipple every so often. She gave a little scream, but one that was not of pain. Then their lips came together and his tongue rapped around hers. They started to forget they were in a public plane.
"Please make sure your seatbelts are tightened because we are about to go for bumpy ride." The pilot interrupted and they came out of their world of love and tightened their seatbelts.
About 2 hours later they arrived in France. There, they checked in the richest hotel in France, Le Palais de Rêves (The Palace of Dreams) and received the largest suite.
Author's note: the next chapters will probably contain rated R content. But for now I must go to bed. It's very late. ~Anonymous12345