Harry Potter and the Class Assignment

by darkenedroze

After last year's battle with Voldemort, the seventh years were forced to return again to go through another year of schooling. Everyone is discovering love...some in the least likely of places! Disclaimer: I do not own the characters! duh!

1. Chapter 1

Chapter 1:

McGonaggal's Lesson and the Greenhouse Encounter

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"C'mon Harry! Wake up!"

Harry rolled over in his bed and, with a groan, pulled off his red and yellow Gryffindor sheets. He heard a thump as Seamus hopped down off the bunk above him. Ron once again shook his shoulder. "We have McGonaggal in ten minutes! You look bloody awful. Were you using the invisibility cloak last night?"

Once again, Harry did not answer. He had used the cloak last night, but he didn't think Ron would like to know about his late night dates with Ginny. Instead, Harry focused on using whatever strength he had to sit up.

"Man, Harry, your hair is a mess! Let me fix that for you," Seamus waved his wand towards him, "Cleansio Anatomus!"

A slight tingling-electric feeling sizzled through Harry's hair as it shampooed, rinsed, and dried itself. The tingling feeling then bolted down to his toes and disappeared all together.

"Thanks, Seamus, got to remember that one."

"Don't mention it."

"C'mon! We're going to be late!"

Ron, Seamus, and Harry quickly scaled the flight of stairs to the Gryffindor Common Room and then onto the Grand Staircase through the painting of the Fat Lady. First floor was McGonaggal, so they had to wait twice for the moving stairs to move into place, and once more to avoid books being thrown at them by Peeves. By the time they reached the classroom they were already two minutes late.

Ron suddenly went cold. "Maybe we should skip class this time…"

"Why is that Ron?"

Ron pointed at the sign that had been placed over the Transfiguration label next to the classroom.

-SEXUAL EDUCATION-

The three boys fell into an awkward silence that was interrupted by a cold harsh voice.

"Well? Are you going to go in or shall I remove 150 points from Gryffindor?"

Donald Fragmire, the new Potions teacher stood behind them, arms crossed. After the downfall of Voldemort last year, all of the students had been forced to retake their previous year at Hogwarts because in all the ruckus they were unable to finish even a semester at Hogwarts. Of course, Fragmire, who was somehow related to Snape, took over Severus's objective of making Harry's year at Hogwarts miserable. The three boys went inside.

"Ah, Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, Mr. Finnegan, thank you for joining us. I believe Miss Granger saved your seats." McGonaggal did not look happy and the whispers going around the room did nothing to help her headache. Behind her, a giant screen was rolled down and there was a picture on it of two naked people and the words: THE WONDERS OF SEX.

"Now, sex is a very beautiful thing," McGonaggal said in a cautious tone. This brought giggles from around the classroom. Ginny's smile was the biggest. Harry wondered if she had been with someone yet. Despite their late night meanderings, they had never once gone past kissing. Not that Harry's imagination hadn't wandered…he just wondered why she was holding back.

On the opposite side of the room, Ron was zoning out. He had already heard this from his parents two years ago and he really didn't want to hear it again! Especially from a girl teacher! Something hard hit his shoulder. Ron unfolded the crumpled up piece of paper and stifled a laugh. Looking over at Seamus, he mouthed the words: That's hilarious before muttering out the disappearance spell. The scandalous drawing of McGonaggal and Dumbledore disappeared in a puff of smoke. Professor McGonaggal caught the smoke out of the corner of her eye, raised an eyebrow, decided she didn't want to know, and continued on.

Ginny fiddled around with her binder, trying hard to keep from laughing. She glanced around the room. No one was paying attention but her table partner. Hermione sat transfixed with McGonaggal's every word. A feather quill was scribbling rapidly on a paper next to her. When Ginny leaned over to sneak a peek, however, the feather swung at her head, and Ginny decided it wasn't worth a peep. She leaned over to Hermione.

"How can you listen to this? I'm having a hard time keeping myself from laughing, let alone trying to concentrate!"

Hermione's eyes never left the professor. "Actually, I find it rather fascinating."

Ginny rolled her eyes. She hoped the lecture would be over soon. She had more important things to do.

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The seventh and eighth years piled out of McGonaggal's classroom, hoping never to hear her say the word "penis" one more time. Harry went off to bed to catch up on sleep and Hermione mumbled something about getting research from the library. Ron went off to Advanced Muggle Studies, and that left Ginny Weasley and Luna Lovegood standing in the hallway together.

"Is it normal for people to have sex?" Luna's trancelike, sing-songy voice resounded behind Ginny.

"I think it all depends on the person." Ginny replied.

"Do you and Harry have sex?"

Ginny's face turned a deep shade of red. "No. We haven't gotten there yet."

"Oh." Luna's curious wide eyes surveyed absolutely nothing at all. "I wonder if Nargles are involved…" With that, she skipped off towards the bathroom on the third floor.

Ginny shook her head. Sooner or later that girl would have to learn the difference between fact and fiction. The fact that Mr. Lovegood wrote the fictitious Quibbler didn't help matters either. Smiling to herself, Ginny decided that she should go visit Cho, who also probably had a study hall.

On her way down the Gunhilda of Gorsemor Corridor, Ginny found Cho. She was busy scribbling something on a paper in front of the Ravenclaw statue.

"What are you up to, Cho?"

Startled, Cho looked up from her paper, relaxing when she saw whom it was.

"Hello Ginny, you just startled me, that's all. I'm trying to draw a picture of the Ravenclaw statue to send my mum. What are you doing down here?"

Ginny shrugged. "Looking for you actually. I didn't have anywhere to go so I decided to come see you…wow. That's really good."

Cho blushed. "It's no big deal, really. Just gives me something else to occupy my mind with. My mom used to be a painter before a death eater curse shriveled her hand. Now I do most of the painting for her. You want to try?"

"I'll try, but I won't be very good," Ginny turned over a page in her notebook. "Okay…almost…done!" She passed the picture over to Cho.

"That was fast…an…'S'?"

Ginny laughed. "It's the Slytherin snake symbol. I'm to lazy to draw the lion."

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Hermione was tired. She had looked through every single book in the library. The only research she could find on 'sex' was a few miscellaneous Pleasure charms and some random sensual spells. Making sure she had locked the door to the girl's dormitory, she slid out of her collared shirt, necktie, and skirt. It's not like she hadn't done this before. At least once a week, she had fingered herself while lying in bed, but now she was trying a whole new tactic: Spells and Charms. Sliding out of her undergarments, Hermione opened up her notebook to the spells she had found in the library. If someone broke in, all it took was a flick around of her robe and she was covered. Breathe. Adrenaline was rushing to her veins. She loved the thrill of doing something risky. Heart beating, Hermione raised her wand in the air.

"Imahina Penetratae"

She felt it. Something soft had brushed against her inner thigh. There it was again. There were two of them. Two almost invisible penises were tracing up and down her thigh. She almost squealed with glee. It had worked! Remembering to breathe, Hermione inhaled as the two heads drew closer and closer to her folds. Then it happened. With a sudden thrust, one of the cocks plunged into her pussy.

This time Hermione did scream. The thrill was too much. Sliding into her, the cock thrust again and again and again. Meanwhile, the second cock had moved in closer, and was now brushing against her asshole. Hermione let out a gasp. Not in there! Looking through her pages, she tried to find a spell to stop it.

"Sucumbre"

Another dick appeared next to her head and before she could stop it, it plunged into her mouth. For a moment, the smell was too enticing and she took a suck on it.

That's when the second dick decided it was about time to enter her ass.

With a scream of pain, Hermione uttered another spell through a mouth of cock, tears now rolling down her cheeks.

"Difussel"

Suddenly, all plunging stopped, and Hermione lay alone on her bed, naked, crying.

"Alohamora!"

There was a click and the door opened, revealing Ginny Weasley. She didn't notice Hermione at first, and she threw her notebook onto her bed when the sobs reached her ears.

"Hermione?"

Hermione didn't stop crying. Her sobs sent spasms down her body and the tears streamed from her cheeks. She felt Ginny's hand on her face, wiping away the tears.

"It's okay. You're okay. What happened? Why are you crying? Maybe I can help."

Hermione couldn't speak. She hurt. Her ass hurt. Her mouth stung. Had she split her lip?

Ginny looked around the bed, her eyes finally landing on the notebook. Hermione was busted. Next to each spell was a description. Ginny's eyes darted to her red ass. It stung. Damn, it stung. Eyes wide, Ginny leaned away from Hermione.

"Why would you--- What were you thinki--- Why?"

Hermione knew she was acting childish. As much as it hurt, she moved herself up into a sitting position and wiped away her tears.

"I j-just wanted to feel it. I thought someday, someday, maybe I would find someone perfect. Mr. Right. Then Ron and I got into the fight, then the break-up. Who am I kidding? Who would like the smart girl?"

Ginny handed her a handkerchief.

"I would. I've always looked up to you. 'Look at Hermione! Now that's a girl who's got it together.' You mean so much to me! And I know that someday-someday you will find a guy who loves you for who you are."

Hermione's lip curled up into a hesitant smile. "Like Harry?"

Ginny leaned back. "He's mine!!"

Hermione giggled. "Nooo…I meant like you and Harry."

Ginny smiled. "Yeah…just like me and Harry…"

Hermione laughed again. "Gosh, I feel so foolish! I mean…I've just always wanted to know what it's like! Sex, I mean. Damn I want to reach climax so bad!"

Ginny suddenly froze. Then she smiled.

"What? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"I just had an absolutely brilliant idea!"

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Hermione leaned towards the lips beneath her. So luscious. So tantalizing. Just one kiss. There. She could feel the warm breath on her face. Watermelon. Smelled like watermelon. Just one taste…

Their lips touched.

Mmmm…so intoxicating. So overwhelming. She brushed the ginger hair out of the face of the person beneath her. This felt good. Damn, this felt good! Reaching behind the hair, Hermione pulled in for another kiss, whispering her captor's name.

"Ginny..."

With a grin, Ginny rose up to kiss again. Deeply. She felt something slide against her lips and into her mouth. Hermione's tongue! Well, two could play at that game!

The two girls had reached a conclusion. Hermione wanted to feel sex. Ginny wanted to feel sex. Conclusion: let's have sex.

Ginny's breathing quickened as Hermione's lips brushed against her neck, kissing her passionately as she whispered spells to vanish her clothes. Ginny arced her body, allowing Hermione to slide her wand up and down the inside of Ginny's thigh. Closing her eyes, Ginny felt the pressure of Hermione's teeth across her nipple. A soft moan escaped her lips. Hermione smiled. Damn, Hermione's smile was nice!

"You're too cute, Hermione! Can I taste those lips again?"

Giggling, the two girls' lips again came together, this time grinding their bodies into each other. Hermione's wand slipped and jabbed into Ginny's pussy. She cried out. The noise was almost enough to make Hermione cum! The two grabbed at each other and kissed each other as they took turns exploring the other girl's pussy with the wand, rubbing their clit till climax, until they were tired and they fell exasperated on the bed, breathing heavily.

Hermione turned towards Ginny. She was smiling.

"That was brilliant."

"Mmhm."

"There is still more I'd like to learn. Can you meet me again tomorrow?"

"Mmhm."

And with that, both girls fell asleep on the cum soaked sheets of Hermione's bed, dreaming of each other.

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Harry Potter was beside himself.

Where could his invisibility cloak be?

He had just used it last night to meet Ginny at Greenhouse Three and now it was gone! Had he left it down by the greenhouses?

Because he had nothing else better to do (besides Potions homework but seriously?), he decided to go down to the greenhouses to try and find it.

However, he didn't get to the greenhouses.

"Hello Harry! Would you mind helping me put up this portrait?"

Luna Lovegood stood against the wall, trying to lift a new portrait up.

"I'd love to Luna, but I'm a little busy right now." He glanced anxiously towards the hall to the Grand Staircase. Maybe taking the shortcut to the fifth floor had been a bad idea after all.

"Are you going to the greenhouses? I wouldn't if I were you. There are all kinds of Tentacled Tribula and Ringed Flaucibats down there. They prey on innocent children, you know."

Harry rolled his eyes. Spotting Malfoy's gang trotting down towards the moving stairs, Harry turned once again to Luna.

"Alright Luna, you convinced me. What do you need?"

Luna smiled, looking at no one in particular. "Professor McGonaggal says she wants this up so she can keep and eye on the Room of Requirement. Could you help me lift this onto that peg?"

"Sure."

"Just stand behind me and steady it."

Harry reached around Luna, supporting both sides of the frame as a portrait of an explorer with binoculars walked out of his frame to spy on the giraffes. As Luna tried to find the peg, Harry could not help but notice how close he was to Luna's butt. He felt something start to get hard in his pants.

"There. No nargles are going to knock this down."

Luna leaned back suddenly to view her work, bumping into Harry. For just a brief second, Harry felt his boner push against her panties and then the feeling was gone. Had she noticed?

Luckily, Luna's head was still off in space and she dreamily observed her masterpiece as Harry tried to keep his face from turning red.

"Harry, can I ask you a question?"

Harry looked towards the staircase. Could he get away? "Sure, Luna."

"Are all boys as hard or big as you?"

Red in the face, Harry disappeared down the corridor before she could turn around.

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The warm sun caressed his back as he made his way towards the Herbology Greenhouses. As hard as he tried, he could not push the awkward situation from his mind. Was his cock really that big? He imagined Ginny gasping at his side, and then shook his head to clear his thoughts. No, she was special. He should not be thinking about her like that. Reaching the Herbology gate, he realized it was already open and muffled voices were coming from inside. Silently, he sneaked forward a little bit closer.

"Crabbe, you oaf! Careful with those! You very well know what they can do!"

"Uh, sorry Draco."

"This is my best idea yet! Screw those filthy mudbloods! They'll be crying for mercy when we're done! Especially Granger! Damn, what I would give to hear her cry for mercy! Potter too! Begging! Pleading for me to take it away! I'll show them who's boss! Ha!"

"Yes Draco."

"Goyle! Don't drop our weapon! Without it, our plan is ruined! I will not fail this time!"

Careful not to be seen, Harry peered through the window of Greenhouse Three. There it was! A slight bend of light told him that his cloak was on the floor wear he had left it.

Suddenly, an object moved in front of him to obscure his view.

"Spying on your superiors are you Potter!" Malfoy spat in resentment.

"What would make you my superior, Draco?" Harry said, reaching for his wand.

"NOT SO FAST! EXPELLIARMUS!"

Harry cringed as his wand was ripped from his hand and flew through the air, landing point down in one of the windows of Greenhouse Two.

Suddenly, Harry felt his body being pulled through the glass, coming to a stop at Draco's feet.

"I'll teach you to spy Potter! Crabbe, Goyle! Leave us alone. Head up to steal food from the kitchen or something!"

Draco's two goons scampered off to find food.

"Well Potter? How much did you hear? Like you would tell me the truth! Petrificus Totalus!" Harry felt his body freeze, held up only by Malfoy's previous spell. "Expoliate Venesare!"

Unable to stop, Harry opened his mouth and listened as the entire conversation he had just heard expelled from it. Draco's smirk slowly vanished.

"Well, Potter, it looks like you heard too much information!"

As Malfoy spoke, Harry felt something slither across his back, wrapping around his waist. Snakes? Was that Malfoy's big weapon? What was it with Slytherins and their obsession with snakes?!? Harry felt more snakes slither across his foot, binding him to the ground.

"As much as I'd love to stay here and fuck your god-like body, I have a previous engagement I must attend to. I guess I'll have to let my little plant do that for me!"

The slithering snake-like vines of the plant slid beneath his shirt now, carefully undoing each button and sliding him out of his shirt. He felt his tie come undone, and a vine slide down his pants, taking them off carefully.

"Well Potter! Going commando? I should have figured. It's so like you to---DAMN! Is that your dick?!? It's so…huge! Damn, I wish I could stay to fuck you, but I really have to go now. Next time you won't be so lucky!" And with that, Draco left the Greenhouse.

Harry cringed as a vine laced itself around his cock, slowly squeezing and releasing in the most sensual feeling Harry had ever felt. You call this punishment? It was like having a girl massage you!

That's when Harry felt it.

A giant vine plunged into his ass, making Harry scream bloody murder! It hurt so badly! Sure he was bleeding, Harry tried to keep tears from pouring out of his eyes. He wanted it to stop! However, as if enjoying it, clear pre-cum slid out of his shaft. His whole body was tingling and he was vaguely aware of something twisting his nipple. His body convulsed as he flailed, trying to get free before he exploded.

Wait. Flailing! He was free of the full-body bind! Trying to concentrate on the slight bend of light that was his cloak, he closed his eyes and apparated.

He made it! Sliding under the invisibility cloak, he saw the giant tentacle plant feeling around for his body. Some greenish liquid slid out of the abnormally large vine. Was it…? The throbbing in Harry's ass killed and he felt on the verge of passing out. Luna was right for once! There was such a thing as a Tentacled Tribula! Suddenly noticing some liquid stuff on his hand, he looked down. Damn! While he was apparating he had let off a cum load! However, since he was apparating, cum had shot off all over the greenhouse, growing greatly in size! The entire greenhouse, apart from where he was, was covered in whitish, gooey liquid, dripping from the ceiling and laying across the floor. Focusing on outside the greenhouse, he apparated outside, yanking his wand out of the glass of Greenhouse Two on his way, invisible, out of the Herbology gates.

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Ron was in trouble.

In his Advanced Muggle Studies class, he made the stupid mistake of breaking one of his professor's muggle books, accidentally ripping a page.

Argus Filch couldn't be happier.

"So let's see…'destruction of school property'? Tut, tut, tut! You brought this on yourself, you know. Back in my day, they would have hung you by the ankles for this kind of behavior! Let's see what your sentence should be…something horrible I imagine…maybe be the next meal for the Care for Magical Creature animals…"

Ron fidgeted in his seat. How to get out of this? What would Fred and George have done?

At that moment, the doors burst open and Professor Sprout stood looking menacingly at Filch. Ron had never seen her so mean!

"Argus! You have to come see this right now!"

Filch looked reluctantly towards his notes of expulsion, than turned back to Ron.

"Come with me. I still have to find something utterly grotesque for you to do."

Ron got up and followed them to the greenhouses. Maybe he could escape!

"Look at this mess! White liquid all over my greenhouse, a hole in my glass, some strange monster in there tried to rape me, and I can bet my spade that this is Peeve's doing!"

It was a war field! It looked like an explosion of glue had burst from a giant water balloon! A clump of this white stuff dripped off the ceiling onto Filch and he looked refer than Professor Sprout's tomatoes. Some kind of plant with many vines and a Venus-fly-trap kind of face was chomping away on the white stuff. The smell was overpowering and almost rendered Ron unconscious. Already he was looking rather dizzy.

"Peeves. I'll get him thrown out this time! Mr. Weasley, you look pale. Could you take him to Madame Pomfrey? I have some torture to throw out at that wretched excuse-for-a-ghost!"

Ron breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, and when he feels better he ill be cleaning this up! We'll replace that wand of his for a toothbrush!"

Ron grimaced as the creepy plant snapped in his direction.

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