Doing Hermione a favour

Don't-call-me-Nymphadora Tonks was drinking a cup of tea in the kitchen of Grimmauld Place. Last night had been hectic... the stealth flight with a very upset Harry Potter, and then the shouting match between the Boy-who-lived and his friends who had abandoned him... it was not one of her favourite nights at all.
At least the kids were talking again. She was the only guard at the moment, and the rest of the house was still asleep, it was rather early.

'Tonks?' Hermione Granger had come down the stairs, and was looking a bit shifty, 'can I ask you a huge favour?'

Tonks wondered what was up, 'what is it Hermione?'

'Well you see... I kind of left home really suddenly, and feel guilty. Can you cover for me as I sneak back home for a few hours, so I can have a chat with mum and dad?
'Mrs Weasley will probably just have us cleaning again, so if you can do my share, and not let on I left, I'll owe you a huge favour.'

'What, you want me to pretend to be you? "Honestly Harry, did you do your homework? Ronald, do close your mouth while you eat," she imitated the bushy-haired teen in front of her.

'I –I do not sound like that!' Hermione huffed.

'Sorry honey, you kind of do. But okay, your awesome Auror friend will cover for you today. Are you sure you'll be all right?'

'You will? Oh thanks you Tonks!' Hermione hugged her, 'Yes, I'll be fine. I'll just use the tube and then a train to get back home, and I'll return here before dinner. Erm, do you need anything from me?'

'Let's get up to your room, I need to see as much as you as possible so I can do a proper mimic, and of course I need to change in your clothes. And you will owe me a huge favour, okay?'

Hermione nodded, and the two witches went back up to Hermione's room. She shared it with Ginny, but Ginny was still vast asleep. The young Weasley was snoring and drooling, she would not wake up any time soon.

Hermione locked the door, and then stripped down to her underwear, and asked with a blush 'is this good Tonks?'

'What size are you? 32A?'

'34A actually,' Hermione replied, then yelped a bit when Tonks touched her by the arm, 'what?'

'It is easier for me to take your form if I can touch you... let's see if this works...'
Tonks' hair began to grow out, and got into Hermione's wild bushy shape, still pink. Then her facial features seemed to melt and she took on Hermione's appearance, and the rest of her body shrunk down a bit, until two identical twins were standing side by side... one with bright pink hair, the other brown.
'Ooh, that was difficult... you have a nice compact body honey,' Tonks giggled, 'let me change clothes and we're good, right?'

'Erm Tonks, the hair colour?' Hermione pointed out, as Tonks stripped naked. She felt mortified, seeing her own naked body in front of her. Tonks had perfectly copied her, down to the triangle of fuzzy brown hair between her legs she had shaved the night before. Even her birth marks were in the right spot!

'Wot? Oh right,' Tonks said distractedly, as she stepped into one of Hermione's few skirts and a T-shirt. Then the hair shifted to Hermione's mousy brown colour.
'All set!' Tonks twirled on the spot, showing herself off to the original body owner, 'I look hot!'

'Honestly Tonks, no need to make fun of me,' Hermione huffed, 'and please don't ruin it for me, Professor Dumbledore will be so angry if he finds out I left!'

'No worries honey, Hermione Granger is on the case!' Tonks pumped her fist in the air with a giggle of her own, in Hermione's voice this time.
'Come on, let's get you out of here before Lupin arrives to take over "Tonks's" shift.'

The real Hermione had barely left, when Remus Lupin entered the door. He found no Tonks, but Hermione Granger in the kitchen, sipping a cuppa.

'Hi Hermione, you're up early. Did you see Tonks anywhere?'

'Oh hi Re– err Professor Lupin, Tonks was called in for work and had to leave early today,' Tonks replied. Darn, gotta watch I don't give it away! she thought.

'You can call me Remus Hermione,' Lupin smiled at her, 'I'm not your teacher any more. Well that is rather unprofessional of Tonks, but she's a little airheaded always... don't tell her I told you so!'

Inside, Tonks was angry, this was how the man she was crushing on a bit felt about her? Well he could forget about getting a ride on the Tonks train!
'I won't Remus, my lips are sealed,' she replied as cheerful as possible.

Lupin poured himself a cup of tea, and began reading the Daily Pravda... err Prophet. A while later Sirius woke up and stumbled to the kitchen for some breakfast, and even later Molly Weasley arrived to cook some proper breakfast.

'Oh Hermione dear, go wake up Ginny and the boys will you? Breakfast will be ready in half an hour,' the Weasley matron said.

'Wait up Hermione,' Sirius said before Tonks could leave, 'Harry is not in Ron's room, he's on the other end of the hall. He changed rooms last night as he could not sleep with Ron's snoring, and he was still a bit angry.'

'Okay Mr Black,' Tonks replied, 'I'll go gather them.'

Ginny was rubbing herself heavily, mumbling Oh Harry and related things as Tonks came in. She had kicked down the covers some and her pyjama pants were down.

'Gah! Ginny, stop that!' Tonks yelped. Ginny froze in shock, and pulled her pants back up.

'He– Hermione? Oh Morgana...' she had a full body blush, Tonks noticed.

'Ugh, lock the door next time will ya? What if your mum or someone else had entered?
'Go take a shower, breakkie is in half an hour,' Tonks shook her – Hermione's – head, and stepped out again. That was not what she wanted to see this early in the morning.

Not wanting to take another chance, she loudly banged on the door to Ron's room, 'Ronald Weasley! Get out of bed, breakfast is ready!'
She heard a grumble from within, indicating the other red-head had at least woken up, and went to the end of the hall, to collect Harry.

'Harry?' Tonks asked, knocking softly on the door, 'you awake? Breakfast is ready.'

'Hermione? Leave me alone, I'm not hungry,' called Harry from within.

'You sure Harry?' Tonks asked, apparently he was still upset over the Dementor business and the lack of contact over the summer.

'I'm sure Hermione. Just... let me be okay?'

'If you're sure Harry...'
Tonks went back downstairs, and told the assembled group that Harry needed some time alone. Molly Weasley wanted to protest, but Sirius and Remus overruled her.

After Tonks had eaten her own breakfast and the group began to leave the kitchen, Sirius called Hermione back, and gave her a tray with a filled plate and goblet of pumpkin juice.
'Can you bring this up to my godson? Even if he's angry, he still needs to eat. Maybe you can talk to him some? I'm sure he'll want to, and you are his best friend...'

'Isn't he closer to Ron?' Tonks had always head that Ron was Harry's 'best mate'.

'Don't be silly Hermione, what was it you said? Ron has the emotional range of a tea-spoon,' Sirius said with a laugh. 'Nah he'll talk to you if he'll talk to anyone. Take all the time you need, I'll make sure Molly lets you two be.'

Tonks nodded, and went up the stairs with Harry's breakfast. She again knocked on the door, 'Harry? I brought you some breakie, you need your food.'

It was silent within a bit, and then Harry opened the door. He was looking at Hermione a little weird, Tonks thought, but then let her in and closed the door again.

'Just put the tray on the desk Hermione, then you can go,' Harry said with a wave indicating the desk, and sat down on the bed in the room.

'Nah Harry, you and me need to have a little chat,' Tonks said after she put down the tray, 'why don'cha tell me what's crawled up yer butt?'

Harry looked at her weirdly again, then grinned and patted the bed next to him, 'you sure you want to know... Hermione?'

Tonks nodded, and sat down, 'What is it Harry? Are you angry over the summer? It was all –'

And then Harry leant over, and kissed her deeply, pushing her down on the bed as he crawled partially over her.

Oh Merlin, Morgana, and Maeve! Tonks thought, as the wizard snogged her deeply, Why didn't Hermione tell me they were dating! That little b–witch owes me big after this! Ah well, a promise is a promise...
Tonks began kissing back, she had promised Hermione not to ruin it, and Harry was a surprisingly good kisser. When he finally released her, she was breathing heavily, and didn't even register that Harry had begun taking off his shirt until she felt him pulling her own shirt up past her belly button.

'Har– Harry, what are you doing?' she asked, resisting his attempts to disrobe her slightly, not that it prevented Harry from having her shirt up to her breasts by now.

'Come on Hermione, it's been too long... don't you want me any more?' Harry said in a lust-filled tone, and Tonks suddenly felt one of Harry's hands creep up her leg, to her thigh, stroking her.

'Oh Morgana... we should not be doing this Harry...' Tonks sighed, but now let Harry lift her shirt up over her head. Once the shirt was removed, she felt Harry's hand on her breasts, and then slide under it. How long have they been together? This is so good, thought Tonks.

After the best screw of Tonks' life, Harry was lying down on the bed next to her. After a moment Tonks rolled on her side, and wrapped one leg over her lover. 'Wow...' she whispered, leaning in to kiss.

Harry kissed her back eagerly, 'Wow is right... that was the best ever...'

Tonks' hand moved lower, her fingers stroking down... and waking Harry up for another round.

What felt like hours later, there was a knock on the door, rousing Tonks from a happy sleep. She noticed with mortification that she had reverted to her own form at some point, and quickly looked over but found Harry asleep. Quickly she shifted back in Hermione form, and called 'Who is it?'

'Hermione? It's Sirius. Everything all right? You've been in there for hours.'

'All... all is good, Sirius. Harry and I had a deep long talk, he had a lot of frustration to work through. He fell asleep a little while ago?'

'Oh, okay then... just wanted to let you know dinner is in an hour,' Sirius called, 'come back down if you can okay?'

'Okay!' called Tonks back, then felt something stir against her rear. Harry was awake in more ways than one, apparently. She turned back, and kissed him deeply.
'Hi lover, you hungry?'

'For you? Always babe,' Harry replied, pulling her on his lap, 'one more round before dinner?'

'Dinner? Oh Merlin!' Tonks shot up, away from the bed, 'Sorry Harry I have to run down quickly, maybe after dinner?'
She had forgotten about the real Hermione for a moment!

'You promise me your full attention after dinner then... Hermione?' Harry asked, looking at her contemplatively again.

'Yes... oh Merlin yes Harry,' Tonks replied with a blush, as she quickly dressed. She left the room which was stinking of sex, and snuck down the stairs to the front door. Fortunately no-one was in the entrance hall, so she silently closed the front door behind her and called out 'Hermione?'

'Finally!' came from her right, as Hermione stepped out from behind the next door's front fence, 'I thought you had forgotten about me!'

'Sorry Hermione, Harry has kept me... busy all day,' Tonks said with a deep blush. Good thing it was rather dark out here, and Hermione could not see her clearly, she did not want to have to admit she had been screwing her boyfriend all day.

'He is talking to me again? Perfect Tonks, I owe you hugely! I was sure he would keep a grudge for a few more days. How can I ever repay you?' Hermione beamed at the Auror.

'Oh, it's nothing Hermione... let me do a quick switching spell on our clothes, then you go back inside and I'll head home for some rest. Harry wants to see you directly after dinner, maybe you should bring it back up to him, he's in the last room on the third floor okay?' Tonks needed a good long bath.

'Okay,' Hermione replied, and Tonks performed the switching spell on their outfits.
'Err Tonks, why is my shirt so crumpled? Did Molly make us clean again all day?' Hermione asked, as her outfit changed,

'Nah it's Harry, he had a lot of energy to work off,' Tonks said with a kind of grin, 'Bye now you lucky witch!' and she popped away to her own home.

Hermione opened the door and stepped silently back inside, wondering what Tonks meant. Was Harry practising duelling spells with her? That was so good, she'd need to thank the older witch for giving her– for giving Harry a better chance to survive.

'Hermy! I haven't seen you all day!' said Ron with his mouth half full of food, as Hermione stepped in the kitchen.

'Ronald, close your mouth while you're eating! That is disgusting,' Hermione huffed at him, as she sat down at the dinner table.

'Harry is still upset then dear?' asked Molly Weasley, as she served Hermione some food.

'Oh, err... yes, he is,' Hermione replied, 'I am going back to talk with him after dinner.'

'Hmm, that's good Hermione,' said Molly as she continued serving the plates, 'I'll give you a tray to bring up later.'

After dinner Hermione wanted to go back up the stairs, but was stopped by Sirius.
'Hermione, two words: Silencio and Colloportus,' the animagus grinned at her, giving her a wink.

Hermione wondered what that was about. Why would she need to silence and lock the door? But she set it out of her mind, as she knocked on Harry's door, bringing in his food.

'Hermione? Come in,' replied Harry, and Hermione stepped in backwards, closing the door. She then turned around, and her jaw dropped. Harry was sitting on his bed, buck-naked and stroking himself.

'Ha– Harry? Wha–?' she stammered, putting the tray down on the floor distractedly, 'Why are you– are you naked?'

In response, Harry stood up, and walked to her, 'I missed you Hermione, it was so wonderful earlier... I could hardly wait for your return,' then he kissed her. Hermione felt his hard... thing... press against her, as she fell into the kiss and her body began to respond.

Tonks, what the hell have you been doing? she thought, hardly able to think as Harry's hands roamed all over her body. Before she was even fully aware what had happened, she felt herself being pushed back on his bed, her clothes somehow gone, and Harry was kneeling between her legs.

'Har– Harry? Stop?' she stammered out, but Harry was kissing up her legs, and reached her thighs. She didn't want to fight back too hard, apparently Harry and Tonks-as-her had been doing... that... and she could not let him know it had not been her, could she?

Harry had no intention of stopping, and all too soon Hermione's feeble protests turned to moans of pleasure, as Harry eventually brought her to the first orgasm of her life.

For a while the two lovers just lay there, still basking in the afterglow of their coupling.
'Hmmmm... I've never felt so content before in my life,' Hermione sighed as she curled up against Harry, 'I love you Harry'.
Luckily he is probably naïve enough not to realise he took my cherry "again", she thought as she gazed lovingly at him.

Harry bent down to kiss her, 'I love fucking you Hermione,' he mumbled almost inaudibly, and she felt him stir again. She muttered 'again?' incredulously, and Harry took her to another climax. Hermione fell asleep just after Harry finished for the second time, with the biggest smile ever on her face.

Score, thought Harry as he gazed on the brunette well-fucked witch sleeping next to him.
Tonks is a horrible actor, and man was it easy to trick her into my bed... those girls at Privet Drive really did teach me well this summer. I am sure I made her cum multiple times. She must have really been hard up, I bet she hasn't gotten laid in months given how easily she got wet for me.
And Hermione was a little reluctant at first, but oh so eager once I got her started... wow I was not expecting to take her virginity. Merlin is she a good fuck, Harry grinned, as he lovingly brushed her wild hair away.
Harry yawned, and lied back down next to his lover. Wonder if I can trick Ginny into giving it up for me tomorrow somehow? was his last thought before he fell asleep.

A/N: if you want the lemons, go HPFFA. It is being continued over there as the story is deep in NC-17 territory and I thus can't post it here.