Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter characters and their world.

WARNING: Sexual content

Chapter 10

Over the next few days Ron was back to his usual cheerful self, due to a combination of snogging with Parvati, a reduction in homework, and a little help in Quidditch practice. Due to this, Hermione and Harry's mood also improved, and their relationship blossomed.

When he was eating lunch one day, someone handed him a letter. He ripped it opened. It looked worn out and tearstained.

Harry, Ron, Hermione

I know ye guys are relly busy wit' yer schedule, and all and ye don' even hav' time ter visit me. But this is important. I can' believe it but Aragog's dyin'. He was my bes' companion, so I hope ye guys understand. He hasn' been eating any food' at all and I relly want ye guys to see him one las' time.

Thanks,

Hagrid

"He can't expect us to really care about that beast, can he?" asked Ron. "It tried to kill me once."

"Ron," scolded Hermione. "Show some feelings for a change. Hagrid's probably devastated. We've got to come, we've been really unfair to him."

Ron grumbled. Harry wasn't too eager to meet a tearful, on the verge of despair Hagrid, but he supposed it had to be done. Hagrid was their friend, and they couldn't just abandon him, no matter how many of his beasts almost killed them.

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That night, Hermione was sitting in the common room doing Harry's History of Magic homework just for her own entertainment. Harry gazed upon her detailed writing.

"You really are even more of a genius than I thought," said Harry admiringly, caressing her cheek.

"Thanks, Harry," she said. She bit her lip as she often did when she was thinking.

"I was wondering..." she spoke, "If we should try out that Room of Requirement idea you suggested?"

"Sure, why not?" asked Harry. His heart was racing.

They headed up towards the third floor. There were not many students there. Harry walked through the halls until he reached the point he was looking for. He stopped.

"It's here." Harry started thinking of something to open the doors. I need to be alone with Hermione. I need to snog Hermione. It did not work. I need to have sex with Hermione, he thought intensely, then scolded himself for his dirty thoughts. The doors swung open.

Inside the room was a large comfortable looking bed. Harry sat down and stretched his aching legs, and then suddenly Hermione pounced on him. She grabbed his arms and forced him down on the bed, and started kissing him.

"Hermione!" burst out Harry, astounded, as she cut him off with a kiss on the lips. Hermione ripped off Harry's robes, muttering about them being so ill-fitting...

"I'm sorry, Harry," she said, "but I can't hold it in any longer. I've been waiting for you and me- to do this- for a long time." And she started kissing Harry's bare, and not very well muscled, chest. Harry wrapped her arms around her and returned a kiss to her forehead. After some time, Harry said

"Hermione, why don't you take your shirt off too? It's only equal that way."

Harry was shocked at his own boldness, and he half expected Hermione to reject the idea. But instead she agreed.

"You're right, Harry," said Hermione. "It is only fair." And she took her shirt too, revealing a smooth, curved body that made Harry's mouth water. He started to feel a pressure in his dick. She then even took her blue bra off, struggling with it a little, before revealing her breasts. Harry stared at her medium-sized beautiful mounds and his hand subconciously inched forward.

"Can I touch them?" Harry spluttered, realizing how childish he sounded. Hermione nodded, and Harry fondled her tits. They were so soft...he could play with them forever. Harry's dick was now straining to escape its enclosure. Hermione noticed this and moved her hands to the zip on his trousers..

"Wait!" she said, taking her hand away. "I have to use a contraceptive charm on you, just in case."

Harry gulped. "We're not actually having sex-"

"I know," soothed Hermione quickly. "But it's best to be careful." Hermione drew out her wand and sighed. "Harry, you're going to have to take out your penis for the charm to work."

"What- oh, yeah" sputtered Harry, unzipping his pants. This felt like a dream...he gratefully released his rigid dick. Hermione stared at it, almost transfixed for a moment before pointing her wand at it.

"Right," she said. "Conpregnatus!" A silvery light surrounded itself around Harry's penis. It gave off a powdery feel and made him shiver.

Just then, the door slammed open.

Standing in the entrance was Professor Trelawney.

()()()

"What the?!" gasped Harry, his jaw dropping.

"Aacck! Professor, SORRY!" panted Hermione, as she struggled to cover up her bare body.

Professor Trelawney had a somewhat amused expression on her large eyes. "The fates did not inform me of your presence," she said dreamily. She gazed upon Harry. "Nor did they inform me that you would be naked!"

Harry suddenly realized that he was still standing naked, his erection pointing directly at Professor Trelawney. Blushing intensely, he fastened on his robes.

"Professor Trelawney?" asked Hermione, regaining her confidence. "May I ask you what you are doing here?"

"I should ask you what you are doing!" cried Professor Trelawney indignantly. She paused and spoke softly. "I just wished to obtain some of the-ah sherry bottles I deposited here." She glared at Hermione suspicously.

"In fact, you were not the only ones I stumbled upon here," mused Professor Trelawney. Harry looked at her, interested. "Why, just last week, I came upon Draco Malfoy. He was crying about something like the Dark Lord was going to kill him, or something like that-"

"Malfoy thinks Voldemort is going to kill him if he can't kill Dumbledore!" Harry exclaimed. "And we'd said we would take care of the issue for him!"

Trelawney looked at him, annoyed. "I think I ought to go," she said. "I have work to catch up to."

She swayed out of the entrance. On the way, she added to Hermione "The Inner Eye informed me what a nice body you have, but I was still pleasantly surprised."

Harry looked at Hermione. "Well, that was embarrassing," he said, taking hold of her hand. They lay down in the bed, talking to each other about their feelings for a good half an hour or so. Finally, around 9:00 or so, Hermione headed back to her dorm room.

"G'Night, Hermione," Harry said, giving her a light kiss.

"G'Night Harry."

Harry headed into the boys' dormitories, yawning. Dean and Seamus were sitting eagerly on their beds, talking to Ron. Ron had a somewhat proud yet embarrassed look on his freckled face.

"Hey Harry," greeted Seamus.

"Hey Seamus. What's up?"

Ron opened his mouth to answer, but Seamus was too quick for him.

"Ron here was telling us about how he had sex with Lavender," said Seamus matter-of-factly.

"You-WHAT?" exclaimed Harry. Ron's face reddened.

"Well, it kind of escalated from the start."

"Tell Harry the whole story, from the beginning," prompted Dean.

Ron shifted uncomfortably. "Well, Parvati and I were kissing-"

"I would describe it more as eating each others' faces-" snorted Seamus.

"In the common room," continued Ron, too embarassed to retort. "Parvati suggested we find somewhere private, so we moved to the prefects' bathroom. We started-erm- touching each other...and one thing led to another...and well..." he shrugged.

"And you didn't use a contraceptive charm?" asked Harry, groaning in his head.

Ron shook his head. Harry sighed. This could lead to a lot of trouble.

Seamus and Dean started talking about Dean's relationship with Ginny. Harry clapped a confused looking Ron on the back and collapsed onto his bed.

Author's Note: I'm sorry for taking so long to update. I was busy :( I am also sorry if this chapter was too much sex stuff, I will have more plot in the next one. Don't worry.

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