Harry Potter was now a young man of seventeen. He was of age and ready to expand his horizons. He was sick of living in fear, and rarely gaining any pleasure from life what so ever. Though the fierce fight against evil went on, Harry was a man who was tired of being inhibited, tired of waiting for fun to find him. Truthfully, if he wanted, Harry could stick his head out of a window and scream that he was horny, and no less than A thousand woman would apparate instantly, followed by a million more who had to get dressed because the had just left thier lovers. Yet Harry constantly looked for the right girl, the one who would rock his world mentally and physically. No girl was to be found, and if she came close she was already taken...
One evening as Harry lay awake staring at his erect manhood, thinking about how he'd make it go away, there was a soft knock on the door. Hurriedly Harry threw the cover and some pillows over himself and beckoned the person in. Through the darkened room, the only source of light being the lighted candle next to Harry's bed, Harry saw a tallish figure enter the room. Suddenly Harry's nostrils were filled with the scent of rose water and sugar cookies.
"Harry if you fancy a night time snack I've baked a batch of bisquits. " said the voice of Hermione Granger
"Thanks, Hermione." responded Harry. As Hermione turned to go Harry stopped her "Where are you going?"
"Out to see if any one else is awake to tell them."
It was a week after Harry's seventeenth birthday and he had been spending the Holiday at the Burrow. Soon awaiting Bill and Fleur's wedding, all of the Weasley's were staying in the house, Though Fred and George bunked up with Ron and Harry got a room to himself. The doing of Mr. Weasley He thought that Harry was getting on with enough than to have to share a space with someone else.
"What time is it?" asked Harry
"A little after one, I was hungry so I whipped up a batch but I've made too many."
"Is anyone else awake besides us?"
"I don't know, but I can't imagine that they would be, with all the work that's been going on"
"Yeah, they're probably all asleep, stay and talk to me awhile."
"Okay."
Harry wasn't sure what he was doing, he was still sporting a stiff wand. Hermione sat down on the end of his bed, and then positioned herself to where she was comfortably resting on her side, here head propped up against her hand. Harry could barely see her, so he moved the candle in between the two of them. Now Harry could see she had pulled her bushy mane untidely back from her face with her wand in it, and that she had on a silk night robe, emerald green.
"How long have you been awake?" She asked
"Never got around to actually falling asleep." replied Harry
"Me neither, I was hoping if I ate something that I'd be able to fall asleep. I've just been thinking so much, you know. You?"
"Yeah, I've been thinking alot, usually that's all I do... plus... I've got this massive hard on." Finished Harry, he was testing her reaction. She merely laughed and said sometimes that's what life brings you.
"You're too cool Hermione"
"Why do you say that?"
"It has to be hard being best friends with two guys, you take it in stride though..."
"Thank you. Really though, you are my best friend we can do anything, talk about anything together and we'll always be friends."
"Really?"
"Of course."
Harry debated on asking her to do what he was going to ask her to do. Do anything had to draw the line at that. No way could a frienship last if he asked what he wanted to ask. They could fight Death Eaters together, Dragons and other strange creatures together, even be covered in pus together, but there was one thing that would never be cool to do with one another.
"Want to have sex with me Harry?" asked Hermione
"What?"
"I can tell that's what you're thinking about. How about it, I'm asking you, would you care to?"
"Hell...yes."
Harry moved the candle out of the way and moved the pillows and the cover showing his stiffened racing broom. He looked over at Hermione to see that she had a look of awe and longing on her face. Harry grabbed her by the arms and pulled her up to the top of the bed next to him. He began to kiss her passionately slipping his tongue into her mouth, she accepted it hungrily. Harry became conscious of the sucking sounds they were making and reached for his wand on the bed side table and nonverbally casted MUFFLATIO on the door.
He went back to kissing her all the while taking off her robe, revealing nothing but her smooth creamy skin. Hermione reached around him and helped Harry out of his night shirt. Harry moved down Hermione exploring her body with his mouth... then he got to work on her chamber of secrets with his tongue. Harry instantly was thankful for casting the spell because the screams coming from Hermione would have put a banshee to shame. Hermione wiggled and squirmed with joy grabbing Harry by the back of his head pushing him further into her. Soon her cum soaked the sheets.
Harry came up for air, inserting two fingers into her grounds. Hermione sat up and layed Harry down turning her body so Harry could still tease her mimbulous miltonia while she went to work on his licorice wand. Harry had no idea where Hermione had learned such technique, but was thankful for whatver book it had to be. First Hermione slipped her tongue into the head of Harry's cauldron sampling his unfinished potion, fining it to her pleasure she took the head into her mouth and suck it like a dementor sucks out a soul. Next she pulled her wand out of her hair and used it to create a warm stream of water that she made run over his sack of gallons over and over. While she did that Hermione let Harry's chocolate frog invade her mouth as though it were in search of wizarding cards, each time taking more and more of it in until it tickled her tonsils. Harry not being able to take it any more, released his minisrty officials in her throat and she swallowed every bit of it, like it was a potion of liquid euphoria.
They went back to kissing for a while until Harry was at attention again and ready go for round two. Standing up he Bent Hermione over the bed and entered her Triwizard tournament from behind. Again Hermione screamed as Harry plunged into the depths of her Black Lake like he was the Giant Squid. Harry fucked her something fierce until her cum ran down her inner thighs. Harry turned her over and rode her like it was the Quidditch world cup, again and again he knocked Hermioned quaffle in the goal post but he needed to find his snitch. Finding a rhythm Harry spotted that he was about to catch it. He reached out and grabbed the sucker, and collapsed on top of Hermione.
Hermione slowly moved from under him and retrieved her wand and robe. After she covered herself she cleaned up any evidence with her wand, stuck it back into her ponytail and went for the door.
"Thank you Hermione." Whispered Harry
"What are friends for Harry, see you in the morning." she replied
Good night. And with that Harry fell asleep instantly...
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