Rating: R
Summary: In the Harry's seventh year at Hogwarts, Dumbledore was killed; Harry has the task of defending the school from Voldemort attacks, possibly destroying him; will Harry be able of this?
Disclaimer: The story is based on the first four books and for some details on HP and the Psychic Serpent; it is a sequel of Harry Potter and the Death Arch
Harry Potter and the Defence of Hogwarts
Chapter Eleven
"Last months at Hogwarts"
Next day, for the first time in three months, Harry went to lesson, and his entrance in the classroom was welcomed by a rumble of rejoicing; he reddened, while the little Professor Flitwick was smiling; Harry followed the lessons a little embarrassed, while Hermione was very sweet with him.
The morning went on calm, apart for too much looks staring him; at lunch, then, he wanted to speak a speech to thank everyone for his help in the battle; he also wanted to remember the three dead mates; he said that Dumbledore surely would have certainly appreciated their behaviour, doing this; then he started a little explanation about how was possible the Hermione's surviving; he didn't it to make public their love, which was already well known, but to show how love could defeat the Dark, using it as an example to be remembered. Then, he finished his speech with a question to the new Headmaster, McGonagall: "Professor, I would have a curiosity; who is the man at your left?"
"I'm happy you asked me, because he is here for you, Harry.he is the secretary of the Minister of Magic, Fudge; he wanted to come himself, but he had other tasks to attend; this man is here to give you an award"
"An award? To me? But I had only done my duty."
"Mr. Potter, I introduce myself: I'm Adam McBell and sincerely I don't think killing the Dark Lord is a simple duty for a just in age wizard; so, the Minister gives me the authority to give you the Merlin Order First Class! Congratulations!"
Harry accepted the award without words, while in the Hall the enthusiasm enlarged; all of them were very happy for him. "Well, now that I had received this award, I want to dedicate it to a person who isn't more between us, a special person: my dead friend, Ron Weasley" and a tear crossed his face.
After the award ceremony, there was a special banquet, at the end of which, everyone went to relax in the park; Harry and Hermione were the last to exit the Great Hall, after a long, passionate kiss: she put one arm on his back, then she pulled him at her, brushing his lips with hers, and Harry opened his mouth, welcoming there her tongue; then he went on her neck, kissing her here, and making her moaning, also biting her softly; then he searched another time her lips; after this, they stood up, and taking each other's hand, they went in the park, where everyone cheered them as "the guy who destroyed Voldemort" and "the girl saved by his love for her", while they were walking.
Hearing that, they reddened, however, when they reached the shadow of a tree, they sat down, alone, she leaning her head on his chest, remaining there, telling each other the fears felt during the battle; then Draco arrived, congratulating with Harry for his award, and apologizing for the past years insults:
"I believed you were famous without having done nothing, and I didn't suffered it; now I know your fame is deserved."
"It's all right, Draco, don't worry.and how is Cho?"
"She now teaches at Hogsmeade, in a child school, but she hopes to arrive teaching here, at Hogwarts" so they started chatting a lot, until they had to run in the dungeons, for not make Snape getting angry; however, the Professor said nothing for their little late.the war times with Harry were by now very far in the past.
Lessons went on calmly until the Easter holidays; Harry and Hermione dedicated them to stay together as more as possible, because between a problem and the other, that year they could give a little space to their intimacy; one evening, Harry brought Hermione in his dorm, where he was alone, and he locked the door; then he put one arm around her waist, the other on her neck, pulling her to him; he kissed her on her lips, then after they explored each other's mouth with their tongues, he went on her neck, and while he was kissing her, he started unbuttoning her shirt; she did the same, and few seconds later, she was in bra and her hands were brushing his chest, wandering there; Harry moaned, then he went a little more down, kissing her between her breasts; she whispered softly his name, and he undid her bra, discarding it.
He started playing with her nipples, kissing them, biting them softly, then going down in the valley between her breasts again; she pushed him on the bed and started kissing him on his chest, then she arrived to his trousers, unbuttoned them and unzipped his fly, then discarded them; he remained in boxers, with his exciting very evident; she touched his penis through the fabric, then he discarded her jeans, and then he started to take off her panties; when he took them off, he passed one finger on her pussy, and she trembled in his arms, then she whispered: "Go on like this.I want to die in this way."
He took off his boxers, then started inserting it in her, first slowly, than always faster and deeper; she was moaning for the pleasure, making noises in her throat that were driving him insane; they continued in that way until they didn't reach the top, together; then he took his breath, hugging her, who was doing the same, then she said: "I never liked it more.you were wonderful."
"It should be because I had a crazy desire of you.it was so long time we didn't it." she kissed him briefly, replying: "Definitely too much." then she laughed; he laughed with her, then she asked him seriously: "Harry, do you want to marry me?" "Of course I want it" he answered, then after a little they fell asleep; next morning, Harry woke up particularly excited, but he didn't know the reason; he look around, and saw Hermione playing with his penis; when she saw he was awaken, she said: "Good morning, love.do you want to go running?"; he nodded, so they got dressed and went running around the lake and the Quidditch pitch; then they had a shower, and Hermione wanted to do it with him.
Between hours of study for the exams and the regained intimacy, they arrived to the end of the year, having to do their N.E.W.Ts; the commission didn't wanted to examine him, they wanted to give him all marks in all the arguments, but he wanted a normal exam; however, he obtained the best marks after Hermione, who took all marks in everything, while he lost something in History of Magic; now he could think to study for becoming a great Auror, with Hermione; this gave him the opportunity to think about Ron, who wanted to be with them to be the best trio in the Aurors' history; Ron, who was killed with cold blood by Voldemort.he revenged him, as all the people who was killed by the Dark Lord and his followers.
His thoughts were interrupted by Hermione, who showed him a list of invited people for their wedding, which she wanted he read giving his opinion; he lloked her, smirked, then started reading the list.
Summary: In the Harry's seventh year at Hogwarts, Dumbledore was killed; Harry has the task of defending the school from Voldemort attacks, possibly destroying him; will Harry be able of this?
Disclaimer: The story is based on the first four books and for some details on HP and the Psychic Serpent; it is a sequel of Harry Potter and the Death Arch
Harry Potter and the Defence of Hogwarts
Chapter Eleven
"Last months at Hogwarts"
Next day, for the first time in three months, Harry went to lesson, and his entrance in the classroom was welcomed by a rumble of rejoicing; he reddened, while the little Professor Flitwick was smiling; Harry followed the lessons a little embarrassed, while Hermione was very sweet with him.
The morning went on calm, apart for too much looks staring him; at lunch, then, he wanted to speak a speech to thank everyone for his help in the battle; he also wanted to remember the three dead mates; he said that Dumbledore surely would have certainly appreciated their behaviour, doing this; then he started a little explanation about how was possible the Hermione's surviving; he didn't it to make public their love, which was already well known, but to show how love could defeat the Dark, using it as an example to be remembered. Then, he finished his speech with a question to the new Headmaster, McGonagall: "Professor, I would have a curiosity; who is the man at your left?"
"I'm happy you asked me, because he is here for you, Harry.he is the secretary of the Minister of Magic, Fudge; he wanted to come himself, but he had other tasks to attend; this man is here to give you an award"
"An award? To me? But I had only done my duty."
"Mr. Potter, I introduce myself: I'm Adam McBell and sincerely I don't think killing the Dark Lord is a simple duty for a just in age wizard; so, the Minister gives me the authority to give you the Merlin Order First Class! Congratulations!"
Harry accepted the award without words, while in the Hall the enthusiasm enlarged; all of them were very happy for him. "Well, now that I had received this award, I want to dedicate it to a person who isn't more between us, a special person: my dead friend, Ron Weasley" and a tear crossed his face.
After the award ceremony, there was a special banquet, at the end of which, everyone went to relax in the park; Harry and Hermione were the last to exit the Great Hall, after a long, passionate kiss: she put one arm on his back, then she pulled him at her, brushing his lips with hers, and Harry opened his mouth, welcoming there her tongue; then he went on her neck, kissing her here, and making her moaning, also biting her softly; then he searched another time her lips; after this, they stood up, and taking each other's hand, they went in the park, where everyone cheered them as "the guy who destroyed Voldemort" and "the girl saved by his love for her", while they were walking.
Hearing that, they reddened, however, when they reached the shadow of a tree, they sat down, alone, she leaning her head on his chest, remaining there, telling each other the fears felt during the battle; then Draco arrived, congratulating with Harry for his award, and apologizing for the past years insults:
"I believed you were famous without having done nothing, and I didn't suffered it; now I know your fame is deserved."
"It's all right, Draco, don't worry.and how is Cho?"
"She now teaches at Hogsmeade, in a child school, but she hopes to arrive teaching here, at Hogwarts" so they started chatting a lot, until they had to run in the dungeons, for not make Snape getting angry; however, the Professor said nothing for their little late.the war times with Harry were by now very far in the past.
Lessons went on calmly until the Easter holidays; Harry and Hermione dedicated them to stay together as more as possible, because between a problem and the other, that year they could give a little space to their intimacy; one evening, Harry brought Hermione in his dorm, where he was alone, and he locked the door; then he put one arm around her waist, the other on her neck, pulling her to him; he kissed her on her lips, then after they explored each other's mouth with their tongues, he went on her neck, and while he was kissing her, he started unbuttoning her shirt; she did the same, and few seconds later, she was in bra and her hands were brushing his chest, wandering there; Harry moaned, then he went a little more down, kissing her between her breasts; she whispered softly his name, and he undid her bra, discarding it.
He started playing with her nipples, kissing them, biting them softly, then going down in the valley between her breasts again; she pushed him on the bed and started kissing him on his chest, then she arrived to his trousers, unbuttoned them and unzipped his fly, then discarded them; he remained in boxers, with his exciting very evident; she touched his penis through the fabric, then he discarded her jeans, and then he started to take off her panties; when he took them off, he passed one finger on her pussy, and she trembled in his arms, then she whispered: "Go on like this.I want to die in this way."
He took off his boxers, then started inserting it in her, first slowly, than always faster and deeper; she was moaning for the pleasure, making noises in her throat that were driving him insane; they continued in that way until they didn't reach the top, together; then he took his breath, hugging her, who was doing the same, then she said: "I never liked it more.you were wonderful."
"It should be because I had a crazy desire of you.it was so long time we didn't it." she kissed him briefly, replying: "Definitely too much." then she laughed; he laughed with her, then she asked him seriously: "Harry, do you want to marry me?" "Of course I want it" he answered, then after a little they fell asleep; next morning, Harry woke up particularly excited, but he didn't know the reason; he look around, and saw Hermione playing with his penis; when she saw he was awaken, she said: "Good morning, love.do you want to go running?"; he nodded, so they got dressed and went running around the lake and the Quidditch pitch; then they had a shower, and Hermione wanted to do it with him.
Between hours of study for the exams and the regained intimacy, they arrived to the end of the year, having to do their N.E.W.Ts; the commission didn't wanted to examine him, they wanted to give him all marks in all the arguments, but he wanted a normal exam; however, he obtained the best marks after Hermione, who took all marks in everything, while he lost something in History of Magic; now he could think to study for becoming a great Auror, with Hermione; this gave him the opportunity to think about Ron, who wanted to be with them to be the best trio in the Aurors' history; Ron, who was killed with cold blood by Voldemort.he revenged him, as all the people who was killed by the Dark Lord and his followers.
His thoughts were interrupted by Hermione, who showed him a list of invited people for their wedding, which she wanted he read giving his opinion; he lloked her, smirked, then started reading the list.