Disclaimer
I don't own Harry Potter.
In fact, if you get down to it I probably own very little of the ideas being used in this story. But I am not getting paid for them and have hopefully put them together in a new and interesting way.
Enjoy.
Authors Note
Harry's birthday has finally arrived and it's a steamy chapter to boot. Enjoy all.
Chapter 26
Harry woke on the morning of the 31st and lay there relaxed for a moment before rolling out of bed and heading for his martial arts lesson. With his knowledge of Harry and his mission, John was pushing Harry's training hard to help him prepare.
When Harry returned to his room he found Hermione waiting for him, with breakfast.
"Hey, what's up?" Harry looked confused.
"I just wanted some alone time with you." Hermione smiled. "Eat and go shower, I'll be waiting here for you."
Hermione unbuttoned her shirt revealing she had nothing underneath. "Don't take too long in there. You don't want me to get lonely do you?"
Harry shook his head as he accepted the bowl of cereal from her, trying hard not to just blatantly stare at her partially exposed breasts.
Hermione laughed and pulled her shirt completely open. "Stare all you want Harry. I wouldn't let you if I didn't want you too, but you need to eat too. Just don't choke on your breakfast."
Harry nodded numbly, eating mechanically as he watched Hermione pull a book onto her lap and begin reading while she waited while engaging Harry in light conversation. Her occasional gestures were enough to cause her breasts to bounce slightly.
When Harry finished eating Hermione chased him into the shower and took his bowl to their kitchen.
"Where is he?" Ginny asked as she took the bowl.
"In the shower." Hermione answered.
"You can keep him in there for an hour and a half." Ginny paused as she noticed Hermione's open shirt and mostly exposed breasts. "Yes, of course you can. Just don't enjoy it too much."
"Sorry, but I'm just really going to enjoy it a lot." Hermione smiled in anticipation.
Ginny pouted. "I may sneak in an join you for a bit then. It's just odd with you baring yourself."
"There is nothing wrong with you not being ready Ginny." Hermione assured her. "It's easy to forget this but I'm nearly two years older than you. Take your time. Please don't let me or Harry make you feel rushed. I don't want you to do something you regret and neither does Harry."
"I just feel a little left behind." Ginny looked close to tears. "You two are getting naked with each other, I'm betting you have a special night planned him tonight too."
Hermione nodded and caught Ginny by both hands as she spoke passionately. "Yeah. I'm sorry. We're not leaving you behind. When you're ready to take these steps yourself I'll help you make it special. Please don't give up. I like having you around. It feels odd doing things with Harry when you're not there. If it was just Harry, you and me then I would say yes to this bond."
"Really?" Ginny perked up.
"Really." Hermione smiled sincerely. "There are a few things where I want my first time to be just me and him but I'm sure you'll want the same. I'm not pushing you away. Please join us if you get the chance."
"You okay distracting Harry? I know you want to help set up." Ginny asked.
"I really want to help set up but I know my tendency to go overboard." Hermione quirked her lips. "I am also the best person to distract Harry at the moment."
Ginny glanced at her open shirt again. "Yes, you can definitely distract Harry. I really do wish I could help like that."
"You will, when you're ready." Hermione told her. "I think Harry will need plenty of distracting on occasion in the future."
"You'd better get back there." Ginny sighed. "I'll go help the others."
Hermione nodded and returned to Harry's bedroom. She relaxed on his bed after pulling off her shirt and skirt leaving her naked. She did have her own lingerie to put on sitting next to the clothes she had picked out for Harry for the day. She had picked a simple comfortable pair since she knew she would be pretty active today.
Harry, freshly showered and with a towel wrapped around him, emerged from his bathroom to see Hermione lying on his bed reading, completely naked.
"Like the view?" Hermione asked without looking up.
"Yeah." Harry managed to reply.
Hermione smiled as she looked up at him and used one hand to motion him closer while tossing her book to the far side of the bed with the other. When Harry reached the edge of the bed Hermione reached up and pulled the towel off him and took his hand to pull him onto the bed next to her.
"Let have a little fun before joining the others." Hermione whispered before placing her lips firmly against his and rolling on top of him, feeling his warm skin against hers.
-Light Lemon-
Hermione marvelled at how comfortably their bodies fit together as she instinctively parted her legs and let Harry's body slip between them. She stifled a moan as their pelvis' touched sending warmth through her entire body. She deepened their kiss passionately, a moan of pleasure forming deep in her throat.
Their bodies moved together smoothly as Hermione wriggled and pressed herself deeper to increase contact with Harry's body; increasing her pleasure as she did so. She could feel the heat and desire building within her and felt her self control vanishing. It scared her a little and she pulled back suddenly, sitting up on Harry's lap.
"Are you okay?" Harry asked worriedly.
"Too okay." Hermione was panting a little. "Sorry, but if I didn't stop then we would be going much far."
"Sorry." Harry slumped apologetically.
"For what? Giving me enough pleasure to make me lose control?" Hermione swatted his shoulder very gently. "Never, and I do mean NEVER apologise for that. Just pick moments where we can enjoy it fully."
Harry blushed heavily at the lust filled gaze Hermione placed on him before she reluctantly removed herself from his lap. "Come on, let's get dressed before they come looking for us. I've got an idea for you to try out."
"Should I worry?"
-Light Lemon End-
Hermione chuckled. "Not this time. I think you'll like this one."
Harry was a little surprised when Hermione pulled out a sports bar and simple soft cotton panties. Normally Hermione would push a tiny, sexy set with lace before relenting and offering a set that was plainer and not quite as sexy. Hermione's excuse was usually that Harry was far too good looking a woman to just let him dress like a guy. This time she had picked out a simple shirt and shorts.
"Not that I'm complaining but why?" Harry asked as he looked the simple clothing over.
"You are getting better control over your male form but you may not always have the luxury of changing clothes with your form. I thought I'd try something more gender neutral on you. Something that wouldn't look out of place on either form."
Harry pondered the clothes and nodded. "Thanks."
Harry dressed, though he took longer than normal as Hermione was dressing also. She was tempting Harry as she put it on. Harry pouted when Hermione pulled her dress over the top.
"You look really good." Harry noticed suddenly as Hermione settled her dress.
"Thank you." Hermione lit up. "Come on, get dressed. I want to plait your hair."
Harry nodded and finished dressing and let Hermione sit him down on the bed and sat behind him to brush his long hair out and begin plaiting. Ginny showed up during this and helped Hermione finish Harry's hair.
"You look good." Ginny complemented.
"This is only step one." Hermione said. "Let's see if my idea works. Harry, can you change please."
Harry nodded and shifted to his male form.
"Well, the clothes don't look too out of place." Hermione looked him over carefully. "I think you could go out in public like this without drawing undue attention."
"But I will still draw due attention huh?" Harry adjusted his panties. "It's just a little odd wearing panties as a guy, though I'm getting used to it. At least this pair are big enough to keep me from just falling out."
"I hoped they would be." Hermione admitted. "I can't imagine that it would be comfortable half hanging out. How's the bra sitting?"
Harry pulled at it slightly. "Okay I think. I can live with it."
"Good." Hermione nodded. "Change back."
Harry relaxed and changed back and pulled at his bra again. "I seem to have gone back relatively in place. Enough to live with."
"A girl can get away with little adjustments like that, even in public." Hermione said absently as she looked him over. "Just keep it discrete. Shift back."
Harry nodded and changed again.
Hermione gave him a final look over and nodded. "I think that just right."
Hermione stepped forward and planted a firm kiss on him. "Why don't you stay like this for a while. I'm sure you'll feel a bit more comfortable."
Hermione released him and Ginny eagerly stepped into the vacant space and wrapped her arms around his neck to pull him down so she could kiss him passionately, slipping her tongue into his mouth.
Hermione watched the pair kissing. It was interesting, she expected jealousy but didn't feel it. Maybe it was the Bond or maybe she, like she had said to Ginny earlier that morning, had fully accepted Ginny's place in Harry's life and was comfortable with the scene in front of her. If anything she was finding it a little stimulating. She wondered if that was how she looked when was making out with Harry.
"Okay, that's enough you two." Hermione reluctantly stopped them. "Unless you want me dragging you both to bed."
Ginny pulled back and pouted. "Okay, come on. The others are wondering where you two are. Let's go."
Harry nodded and headed for the door but Ginny held Hermione back quickly.
"Would you really have dragged both of us to bed?" Ginny asked quietly.
"I was tempted." Hermione admitted. "It was a bit of a turn on watching you two snogging like that. I meant what I said earlier. I could share him with you easily. I wasn't at all jealous watching you two. Sort of surprised me actually."
"I hope I can avoid jealousy seeing you both too." Ginny replied quietly.
"Hey, what's keeping you two." Harry called from the doorway.
"Sorry." Hermione replied. "Come on Ginny."
Hermione pulled Ginny with her and two joined Harry, parting company only each take one of Harry's hands and pull him along with them.
They led him downstairs and out into the backyard.
"SURPRISE!"
Harry jumped and was about to begin casting but the firm grip the two girls had on his hands prevented him long enough to see what was actually going on. The backyard was filled with people, people Harry knew... for the most part.
He recognised his friends from Hogwarts and even a couple of the professors, John and his wife, Kate, her elder sister and friends, even the Gryffindor Quidditch team and the Weasley boys. He saw his former Captain Oliver Wood with a number of people he didn't know.
"What's going on?" He asked.
"It's your birthday party." Hermione explained. "We felt you'd missed out on too many as it was and wanted to try and catch you up."
"Uh. Umm. Wow. Thank you." Harry stumbled over his words. "I don't know what to say."
"Then don't say anything. Just enjoy yourself." Ginny told him. "Come on."
"Hey Harry." Ron made his presence known. "You're looking much more male. You managed to solve your problem?"
"Partially. How've you been?" Harry asked.
"Better. Those Occlumency lessons are really tiring and I don't have Snape pounding on my skull. I don't know how you managed it."
"After Snape I actually found it pretty easy." Harry commented. "It does take a fair bit of commitment to get it done though."
Ron nodded and glanced around. "I saw those two Slytherin here and I swear I saw Malfoy's mother too."
"Narcissa? Yeah, probably. She's not so bad, once you get to know her." Harry shrugged. "And Daphne and Tracy are really nice. They've become really good friends. I hope you can get past this prejudice of yours towards Slytherin and get to know them. I think they are going to be around for a long time."
"You're picking them over me?" Ron looked shocked.
"No. Not unless you make me. You were my first friend Ron. Please just trust me and don't make me leave you behind." Harry said intently.
Ron looked uncomfortable but nodded. "Just promise they won't go running to Malfoy. Or his mother."
"Malfoy is dead Ron." Harry said quietly. "And Narcissa is nothing like him. He took after his father."
"Malfoy is..." That was as far as Ron got before Harry silenced him.
"Shut it Ron." Harry growled. "I don't need you blurting things out to everyone. "
Ron looked angry at being silenced.
Harry glared hard. "You don't get to be angry this time Ron. I want to level with you but not if you can't keep your mouth shut. Think about that."
Harry turned away and left to greet his next guest. Neville. "Hey Neville, good to see you again."
"You too. You look very different." Neville noted.
"Thanks, I was trying." Harry chuckled.
"You succeeded. How long will it last?"
"A couple of hours at least. More I hope." Harry checked his watch. "I should make it though lunch and then some before I have to change back."
"That's going to turn a few heads." Neville grinned.
Harry rolled his eyes but grinned back. "I'll catch you later."
"Harry." The Weasley twins ambushed him from either side.
"Gred, Forge." Harry greeted the exuberant pair.
"How've you been?"
"We heard you'd developed quite the feminine side..."
"But you're looking decidedly masculine at the moment." The pair ping-ponged their conversation back and forth.
They clapped him on his back and paused as their hands encountered something they hadn't expected.
"There's something rather more feminine." One of them grinned.
"You two have a simple choice." Harry growled. "Either you two make a deal about this and end up in a world of hurt or keep quiet and get to do some really cool stuff."
"Tough choice, Harriet."
"We'll keep quiet for the moment."
"But your cool stuff had better really cool."
"Or we'll take serious action."
Harry gave them a smile but there was no humour in it. "Serious, you have no idea what you're getting into."
Harry clapped the pair on the back, putting some energy into it, just enough to knock them off balance.
His next encounter was with his former Captain, Oliver Wood; and several people he didn't know.
"Hi Oliver." He shook hands with his friend. "Long time no see. Who are all your friends?"
Oliver looked embarrassed. "Hi Harry. I was at a practise game between my team and the Holyhead Harpies when the invitation arrived. They got curious and invited themselves along."
"Ollie said he knew you. We had to see for ourselves if he actually did, or if the rookie was just blowing hot air." One of his teammates interrupted.
"So you're just here to humiliate him?" Harry grinned. "Feel free . I owe him some payback for all the sunrise practises he inflicted on us."
"I go out of my way to make you the best Seeker I can and this is how you repay me?" Oliver protested.
"I don't have a problem with that, you just didn't have to do it at five in the morning." Harry fired back.
This had the professional Quidditch places laughing.
One of the Holyhead Harpies leant closer. "I heard rumours about you having been turned into a girl. If that was true we were thinking of offering you a tryout."
Harry groaned. "Just what I needed. A tryout from the famous all female Quidditch team. What's worse is that I can mean the requirements. The rumours are true, which is a novelty I assure you, I've just learnt a means of changing back for a while."
"I hope to see how you fly later. I'm the Holly Harper, Seeker for the Harpies, it'll be interesting to see what happens."
"Holly Harper? I imagine there are a number of jokes about that." Harry commented.
Holly rolled her eyes. "Don't get me stated. Catch you later."
Harry spent the rest of the morning catching up with everyone, including his teachers. Lunch was served outside, the elves quickly and efficiently setting up the tables and chairs and serving the massive meal.
The meal itself went smoothly with lots of fun and laughter. The mix of magical and non-magical dishes appealed to all present, both for comfort and for the more adventurous. After lunch Harry opened his presents. He received a interesting mix of books, some sporting gear, some clothes and received some ribbing when he got both male and female items. Dobby's eccentric choices in socks and underwear drew laughs though Winky's choices were tasteful.
Once the presents were opened the party was moved 'indoors' to the World Room. Those who had encountered the room before were fine and headed towards the mountain with transfigured ski gear. Those who were new were stunned by the massive, intricate construction.
When they reached the lodge and the rope-tows to the various ski fields, there Harry was introduced to snow sports, using warming charms to replace the traditional ski gear. Hermione had picked up skiing during some of her holidays and Daphne and Tracy surprised them with some prior knowledge too. Their surf lessons helped their balance on the soft surface and Harry, picking a snowboard over skis, quickly picked up the necessary skills and was soon zooming down the slope.
All the girls were finding it easier due to their Animagus training, though the felines had the greatest increase in balance and picked it up the fastest. Kate and her friends, having boarded before were helping the newbie's get started before hitting the advanced slopes.
Harry surprised everyone when he had to change during the skiing. Those who were present were shocked by the his familiar messy dark hair being replaced by the long, flowing red locks and his shirt billowing out in front as his large breasts formed. Harry adjusted his bra and noticed the people around him staring and flushed.
"Do you mind?" He glared at them. "This is bad enough as it is without you lot staring."
Holly Harper was one of the few around him at the time. "But you're just so pretty. You'd make a good Harpy. We just need to test your skills. Perhaps a little match?"
"We had planned a game for later." Susan said. "We were going to form a team to play against his Gryffindor team."
"Ooh. Fun. Maybe we can have a match ourselves." Holly grinned before she headed back up the slope for another run.
"I'm looking forward to that." Harry grinned as he headed up the slope himself.
That would be the last run before they all gathered at the Quidditch stadium. There those who hadn't seen Harry's change or met his female form were surprised to see the busty red-head in rather familiar clothes.
"Hello, gorgeous." One of Oliver's teammates sidled over to put the moves on Harry. "I'm Gabe Jameson. And you are?"
"Harry Potter." Harry growled. "Hit on me and I'll hit you."
That got the rest of his teammates laughing. "Always nice to see you strike out Gabe; though this must be a new record. Never thought you would hit on a guy."
"Shut up." Gabe snapped.
"Ouch."
"Nice not to be the butt of the jokes for a while." Oliver commented.
Another teammate ruffled Oliver's hair. "I'm sure. Come on, let's see you play."
Oliver resumed his role as Gryffindor Captain and Keeper while Charlie took the Seeker position. Ron looked put out until Ginny shoved him.
"Come on, we need a Keeper. Up for it?" Ginny told him.
"I don't have my broom." Ron complained.
"You can borrow this." Hermione handed him her broom.
"A Nimbus 2000. Where'd you get this?" Ron looked amazed.
"It's mine; I've been getting over my fear of heights and learning to fly. Please look after it." Hermione told him.
"When did you..." Ron began.
"Forget about it." Ginny hauled Ron onto the pitch. "Let's fly."
Ginny took to the air with Daphne and Hannah. Hannah wasn't as strong a flyer but did a good job as support during their sneaky practises while Harry was at his martial arts lessons. She was borrowing Harry's broom so she could keep up with the other Chasers. Susan and Luna paired up as Beaters and Harry took his usual place as Seeker on the broom Sirius gave him.
The Chaser trio knew they weren't as good as the Gryffindor Chasers, they lacked the experience but Ginny and Daphne made a very good team and Hannah held her place well. Susan and Luna made a good Beater team, though again not as good as the Gryffindor Beaters. The twin's seemed to share a single consciousness. The only real advantage was their brooms; six Firebolts and a Nimbus 2000 for the Keeper. They had the mobility and speed to try and make a difference.
Harry was going to be the key to their victory. If they could keep the score close then Harry could win by catching the Snitch. They were going to relying on Ron to be on his game though.
Charlie greeted his old teammates as he unveiled his on surprise. He had a Firebolt too.
"Just a little thing I treated myself too when I got back from Romania. You tend not to spend much living in the Reserve Camps, but you get a lot of hazard pay. " He grinned to the others and waved it to Harry. "Looks like you won't have any advantages over me Harry-girl."
"Do you really think I need any?" Harry tossed his response back. "Let's fly."
Padma walked between the two teams carrying her broom and levitating the box of Quidditch balls. "I'll be your referee today. If you're all ready then take to the air."
The two teams launched and when they were in position Padma released the balls and threw the Quaffle up for the Chasers before taking to the air herself. Ginny reached the Quaffle first on her faster broom but Alicia easily swept it out of her grasp and dodged past Hannah who tried to intercept her. Luna had managed to get to a Bludger and sent it to try an intercept but Alicia easily dodged it. She got into position and fired the Quaffle at the left ring but Ron managed to catch it.
Ginny was still further up the field but Daphne was sweeping close to receive the Quaffle. Ron instead tried to throw it to Hannah but Katie had caught up to mark her and intercepted and threw it at the opposite ring. Ron dove and managed to knock it away only for Alicia to dive for it. Daphne managed to read the flow and was already diving and her faster broom just managed to beat the experienced Chaser and looped round to head up field with her hot on her tail and Katie trying to intercept. Angelina stayed near Ginny to try and block a potential pass.
Harry growled and moved his search pattern near the goal to talk to Ron. "Why didn't you pass to Daphne? You know she was open. You had no chance of getting it to Hannah with Katie right there."
Ron glared but Harry wasn't finished.
"I told you that you had to put your Slytherin problems aside. Even if you can't do that then at least play the game properly. She's your teammate for the time being." Harry snapped.
"Sorry." Ron slumped unable to find an argument against the Quidditch angle. "I'll try."
"Thank you." Harry calmed down. "I would like to win if we can."
"Me too." Ron smiled.
Harry gave his friend a nod and flew off to continue his hunt for the Snitch.
The match was surprisingly even. The Gryffindor Chasers pulled ahead by three goals early on but then Ginny, Daphne and Hannah got into their groove and began holding their own. Ginny and Daphne's teamwork was of the highest level and the Gryffindor trio were hard pressed to hold them off. Oliver suffered too as they got a feel for him and began getting the Quaffle past him. Even Hannah had her moments to help throw off the experienced Keeper.
Ron struggled too. He lacked the experience to hold off the highly experienced trio of Gryffindor Chasers though he did an admirable job. The twins were at the top of their game but they struggle to tag the girls and Susan and Luna were catching up though their targets were even harder to hit; they did manage to protect their Chaser and harass Charlie. The twins nearly gave up on trying to hit Harry, his flying skills were better than ever and he proved it too.
Harry suddenly broke out of his search pattern dove hard to the right. Charlie followed aware of Harry's knack of feinting and trying to spot the Snitch past the flying red plait of his opponent. Harry kept an erratic flight path and increased the angle of his descent until he actually went past the vertical. Charlie followed but rolled to stay atop his broom. This proved to be his undoing as Harry suddenly pulled up and Charlie instinctively followed. Harry's timing was perfect and he barely touched the grass of the stadium floor.
Charlie was completely misaligned for the manoeuvre but realised almost immediately. He abandoned his pursuit in an effort to avoid the ground and almost managed it. Instead of going into the ground face first at full speed he managed a controlled crash landing, rolling along the ground and regaining his feet.
"Damn, that was good." Holly gasped and turned to Bill. "Oi, you, you're his brother right? Why the hell did he not turn pro? There are few who could have pulled out of that move. And Harry? That kid can fly."
"This looks pretty damn dangerous." Kate looked concerned. "Couldn't flying into the ground like that kill him?"
"No. This is an International Standard pitch. They're are layered with safety charms. At worst he would've suffered a couple of broken bones and a concussion." Tracy answered.
"The last death during a match was nearly a decade ago." Holly added. "That was a really bad tangle between the two Seekers."
"It still looks rather brutal." Charlie commented.
"The magical world is kind of a rough place." Hermione replied. "A lot of its traditions are quite old and you are aware of some of the nastier beasts around."
"Yeah." Charlie shivered.
"Oh?" Holly asked.
"We went surfing with them and had a visit from a Welsh Green." Hermione explained.
"Ouch." Holly gasped. "No one got hurt right?"
"Only the Dragon." Hermione grinned.
"Wow." Holly wasn't the only one staring in both shock and awe.
"Hey, I think they spotted the Snitch." Tracy interrupted.
They looked up to see Harry and Charlie in close proximity chasing something.
"Can you see the Snitch?" Tracy asked, hunting for it.
"Yeah. It's there." Holly pointed it out.
"Man, that is hard to see." Kate could barely make it out.
"It keeps things interesting." Holly tossed her a grin.
Harry and Charlie were neck and neck until the Snitch shifted direction wildly and Harry's lighter weight allowed him to take a tighter turn and take the lead. This didn't last as Charlie used his position to take the inside line on a few turns and slowly gained until they were neck and neck again.
"It's taking them a while." Bill noted.
"Hermione, what sort of Snitch did we get?" Tracy asked suddenly.
"Umm. Dunno. I think we just got the best set they had." Hermione replied after thinking about it.
"So we probably got a top level professional set." Tracy guessed.
"Wow." All the Quidditch players were staring at pair instead of the action momentarily. "They are flying at professional level?"
"I thought they looked good but that's something else." Holly added. "Makes me want to go up against them. I'm not actually sure I'd win."
"Considering it takes a Dementor attack to beat Harry to the Snitch, that's not surprising." Hermione gave a dry grin.
Tracy snickered. "He does tend to take things overboard doesn't he?"
Hermione rolled her eyes. "To my eternal despair."
They turned their eyes back on the action about them.
"Harry's looks to have the advantage. Charlie seems to keep losing sight of it and follows Harry until he spots it again. If Harry notices he can use it to his advantage." Holly noticed. "Though that would be next to impossible. To be able to follow the Snitch, the bludgers and keep that close a track on your opponent is just too much."
Hermione and Tracy exchanged a look and grinned to each other.
The game had continued while the Seeker chase continued. The Gryffindor Chasers fought hard but the their opponents were improving quickly. The initial three goal lead was increased to seven but now was being clawed back. They were now only up by five and they were struggling to maintain it.
The twins were still dominating the bludgers but struggle to tag Harry. In fact they were more in danger of hitting their own brother as Harry would dodge in a pattern that would bring Charlie into the path of the bludgers whenever possible.
Susan and Luna tried various attempts to regain some semblance of control but the near instinctive communication between the twins was tough to beat. They had adjusted their moves several times and with Harry's ability to avoid bludgers they had focused more on protecting their Chasers and harassing the others, fielding the bludgers away from the twins as much as possible.
Harry was aware of Charlie losing sight of the Snitch. His increased awareness from his Animagus forms and his duelling training alerted him to the bludgers in plenty of time to avoid them and even pull Charlie into their path when he could. He noticed early on that Charlie would alternate between following passively and pushing hard. It took much longer for him to work out why. Now he just waited for a moment when he could exploit this knowledge.
The Snitch puzzled him too, he never remembered it being this hard to catch. But at least Charlie seemed to be having the same if not more problems. Harry had lost track of how long he had been chasing the Snitch but he persevered as always.
Finally everything came to a head. The Snitch was perfect positioned for a capture and Charlie had lost it. Harry feinted away and quickly reversed his movement to catch the Snitch. Charlie fell for the feint and found himself struggling not to fly head-first into one of the stands. It put him completely out of the fight. The twin's saw this but on Fred had a Bludger handy. He fired it at Harry but knew it would be too slow as the young Seeker arced towards the elusive golden ball.
Harry closed in on his prey unopposed, but this is where things went wrong. The Snitch jerked sharply into a new direction, moving inside the arc of his turn. Harry gritted his teeth as he tightened his turn as much as possible but instinctively knew that he wouldn't make it. He pulled his feet up, forcing his body to move against the g-forces his manoeuvre was putting him through and with a heave of his hand got his feet onto his broom shaft. A moment later and he reached the closest point to the Snitch and leapt for it. He lunged through the air horizontally, stretching hard until his fingers closed on the cold metal of the flying ball.
At this point, as he breathed a sigh of relief that his risky move hand worked, he realised that his situational awareness had shrunk when he made his final play for the Snitch. He noticed this as his awareness expanded and he noted that he was now freefalling from about forty feet in the air. There were also quite possibly a couple of people screaming too.
Before this summer he would have been in quite a tight situation but now he the means of dealing with it. After his session with both his Sensei, John, and Hermione's Grandfather, Philip, he discovered the option of moving over buildings. His first attempt, when he accidentally discovered it, was a dismal failure but he had practised it since then and had found a means of performing the jump successfully. A concentrated burst of air, straight down then swirling back up, acted as a cushion to slow his fall to a manageable and controllable rate.
His legs absorbed the remaining impact with practised ease bringing him to a safe landing.
With that the match was over. The spectators stared in shock and fear at the climatic finish before there was cheering. Hermione and Tracy sped out of the stands and down onto the pitch as the rest of Harry's team flew down to where he stood.
Harry absently summoned his broom to him as they closed in on him. His joy at catching the Snitch faded as he saw the looks on the faces of the girls approaching him.
"Harry, that was totally dangerous and reckless." Ginny yelled. "You scared me to death when you jumped off your broom and started falling. The Snitch isn't worth your life."
The other girls echoed the young red-head's opinions. So did Hermione and Tracy when they joined him.
"I'm sorry but I've been training for this." Harry apologised and tried to reassure the both angry and terrified girls. "That may have been a little higher than normal but it still worked the same."
"You've been practising jumping down from dangerous heights?" Hermione asked dangerously.
"Sure, ever since I fell off the roof while I was sparring with Sensei and your Grandfather, I been working on learning how to handle higher falls ever since." Harry explained.
Hermione glowered dangerously. "Grandfather has been training you to do that?"
"Yeah..." Harry backed off hesitantly, a little scared of the intense look he was getting from the girl.
"Right, I'll be right back." Hermione spun on her heal and stormed off towards the stands in search of her Grandfather.
Ginny watched her friend go. "I think her Grandfather is in trouble now."
Daphne giggled. "Just a little. You really scared me Harry."
"I'm really sorry everyone." Harry apologised again. "I didn't mean to scare all of you."
"It's okay." Daphne waved it away. "You just need to remember that you can do things that we can't and that's going to scare us sometimes. Please remember our feelings too."
"I'll try." Harry said contritely.
"Thanks." Ginny gave him a hug. "Good catch by the way."
"Better than good." Fred made his presence known.
"Brilliant." George finished.
"You're certainly out of my league." Charlie said. "Scared me to death with that first feint, and again with that last one. I have no idea how you managed to keep an eye on the Snitch that entire time."
"Yeah, it was much harder than normal." Harry noted. "Maybe I'm just rusty. I missed most of last season thanks to the Toad."
"You think you're rusty?" Charlie gasped. "I must be hopeless then."
"Umm, actually..." Tracy spoke up. "I think we may have gotten a Top Professional set instead of a School set."
"We were flying at a professional level?" Charlie yelled.
"Nearly." Holly chuckled. "But with a bit more work and you could be. Harry on the other hand, I wouldn't want a match against you. You're insane."
"Blame Ollie, 'Catch the Snitch or die trying' he said." Harry grinned ruefully. "I kinda took it to heart."
"And drove the rest of us balmy with fear at his recklessness." Ginny sighed tiredly.
"Yeah, sorry." Harry looked a little embarrassed.
"So that's the reason." Daphne and Susan spun towards the former Gryffindor Keeper.
Oliver found himself getting smacked around the head from both sides by the two girls. He found himself on the ground with his ears ringing, staring up at the two.
"Next time, keep your dumb advice to yourself." Daphne snapped down at him.
"Or we'll do more than just smack you around a little." Susan finished in a growl.
"Yeah, okay, I promise." Oliver whimpered, looking terrified.
"So that's how you do it." Angelina groaned. "If we knew that it would've made our lives so much easier."
"Yeah." Katie added, tiredly. "Really good game though. You three started a little rough but you got up to speed quickly and really came together as a team."
"Thanks." Ginny smiled. "We practised as much as we could but we didn't have as much time as we would've liked."
"You all did wonderfully." They were joined by the other Quidditch players. "Now, if you can clear the pitch, it's our turn. Let us show you how it's done."
They put their money where their mouths were and showed just why they were professional players. Their speed and precision where exceptional.
Daphne was watching them with as highly critical eye. "They are better than us, but I don't think they are that much better. I think that if we practised enough, we could challenge them on equal footing by the time we graduate."
Susan nodded. "We don't really lack much in the way of skill. It's the teamwork were we fell down. Time's the only thing that can fix that. Time and practise, like you said."
"Are you suggestion we go pro after Hogwarts?" Ginny asked.
"No, we won't really have the time with everything else we want to do to join a regular team." Susan said sadly.
"Harry could start a team though." Daphne suggested. "We could be his team, it'd be something we could do together after Hogwarts and we start doing those things we want to do. Even if we're all together we won't get much time to do things like this unless we make time. Our own team would be perfect, it's not like we'd actually need to be paid to play."
Harry pondered. "Not a bad idea really. It has potential."
"For fun and as a money making venture." Tracy added. "It'd be a nice simple business to start on our own and get some real practise in."
"We'll knock the idea around a little and see what we come up with." Harry told them. "I'm sure I can find somewhere to build our own team stadium if we need one."
"Is it really okay to just start a new team?" Hermione asked.
"That's a brilliant idea." Angelina interrupted. "I'm sure you could really expand it into more too. If you do start it, I may come looking for a job."
"We will see what positions we have available." Tracy said in a formal business fashion, prompting a laugh from everyone."
The game was played furiously, but fairly. They didn't want to get injured outside of an official match and kept the violence to a minimum, but their competitive streaks were on fire and both teams wanted to win.
Holly, in particular, want to prove she was second to none at seeking. even the gender shifting Wizard she had been watching with fascination earlier. She led her opponent around the pitch by his nose with ease .
Harry watched the pair of professionals strut their stuff with avid interest and studied just how they moved through the air and tried to trick and distract each other while hunting for their elusive prey.
It was educational, they performed tricks he had never seen before and there was something in how they flew that he knew was missing. Not skill or anything like that, just a quality that only came from the toughest of competition. Harry pondered. Perhaps starting his own team would be a good idea, he could challenge himself on this level, but on his own terms with people he would be proud to fly with. This was something to aspire too.
This thought got him pondering. Was this quality of ability present in all skill? Were those who sat at the highest levels of their chosen profession always going to have that certain something? Perhaps this would be something he would need to attain for himself. Something that would give his the edge he needed to defeat Voldemort and the half century of experience he had over him.
The Harpies won the match when Holly swept the snitch out from under Gabe. Cheers rose from the stands but they were for the game in general more than for one team. The party returned outside where people chatted happily with each other, making a dinner out of the copious amounts of food left over, until they had to leave.
Soon it was just Harry and the girls heading inside to Harry's bedroom to be alone, chased off by the two chirpy elves who were cleaning up the mess.
"So, did you have fun?" Hermione asked as they all settled on his bed to talk.
"Yeah." Harry was smiling broadly. "Best day of my life."
"I'm glad." Hermione smiled in relief. "We wanted to make today the best birthday ever."
"To make up for all the ones I missed." Harry guessed what was left unsaid. "You succeeded. Thank you. All of you."
"You're welcome." They replied to him.
They talked happily about their favourite parts of the day, Hermione surprising Harry by sitting behind him, unplaiting and brushing his hair out as they talked. For a while at least.
"I'm getting a bit tired. Perhaps we should turn in, it's been a long day. A lot of fun but a really long day." Hermione broke the conversation suddenly. "I might have a shower first though."
"Yeah, it has been a wonderful and tiring day." Harry admitted. "The shower idea sounds good though."
"Okay, see you in the morning." Daphne gave him a hug before departing.
The others followed suit, though Ginny added a kiss on his cheek, and Harry headed to shower.
Hermione was back in his room when he left the bathroom.
"Um, Hermione?" Harry asked in confusion.
"I don't want this day to end just yet." Hermione admitted. "I just didn't want any company for this."
She tossed him a light dress, similar to what she wore herself and motioned for him to follow. Hermione sneaked them down the corridor past all the bedrooms and downstairs into the World Room.
Hermione grinned. "That was fun. Come on. There's something I want to do with you."
"Hermione?" Harry was confused as she grabbed his hand and pulled him along. "What's going on? You're not acting like yourself?"
"I know and I'm liking it." Hermione grinned at him, her cheeks flushed in excitement. "Not all the time, but occasionally, I don't want to be responsible."
Hermione pulled him into a run and the two chased across the grassy fields of the massive room. It was night in there but the simulated full moon lit everything in its brilliant silvery glow.
Harry followed his best friend to the river and along its banks to the small lake. At the closest point to the island she stopped and pulled off her dress revealing her naked body beneath it.
"Come on." Hermione encouraged him as she splashed into the water and began swimming towards the island.
Harry followed suit and slashed into the water after her. The cool water coving his own bare body. He knew he wasn't a strong enough swimmer to catch up, at least not in his own form. Hermione was a little surprised when a familiar white tiger caught up to her and bounded up the island's beach when they reached the shore. Harry reverted back to human and sat on a rock to wait for her.
"Cheater." Hermione pouted before catching his hand again and pulling him across the island to a small grass area near the waterfall.
Set up in the clearing was a blanket with glasses and food. Harry spotted what he thought was a bottle of wine.
"Hermione? What's going on?" Harry asked in confusion.
"I wanted to do something special for your birthday." Hermione told him. "A special romantic moment for just the two of us. Winky was most helpful in setting all of this up."
"Winky?" Harry quirked an eyebrow.
Hermione rolled her eyes. "Yeah, I know. I knew I couldn't hide all of this easily and asked her to distract people to cover for me. She insisted on setting all of this up for me instead. She didn't think I'd do it right. I have to admit, it's better than I could've done."
Hermione sank on to the blanket and looked the wine over. "I'm not a cognisor but this looks quite nice."
She pulled the loosened cork and poured a glass for them each. "A toast?"
"To what?" Harry asked as he sat next to her.
"To.. us, and a night of romance. And occasional irresponsibility." Hermione raised her glass.
"Sounds good." Harry touched his glass to hers.
The both took a sip and enjoyed the smooth sweet wine.
"Let's see what else we have." Hermione looked around. "Strawberries, pieces of melon, blueberries and chocolate dip. I think we can enjoy this."
"I wonder if Winky thinks romantic moments should be sweet." Harry commented. "Are you sure that's watermelon? I thought it was red, not orange."
"It's rock melon, not watermelon. I prefer it personally." Hermione explained.
"Ah." Harry nodded. "Well, I've not had either before so I can't compare but if you think it's nice." Harry reached for a piece and ate it, nodding his appreciation for the taste.
Hermione followed suit with a strawberry, dipping it first. Harry copied her but a small trickle of chocolate caught on his lip and he mumbled an apology and he licked at it to clean it up.
Hermione found herself staring at the disappearing chocolate and his tongue, wishing it was her licking it away and turned her attention to her glass to hide her sudden blush.
"Are you okay?" Harry asked as he reached for his own glass.
Hermione waited until he was taking a sip before replying. "I'm fine, just thinking naughty thoughts."
Harry spluttered a little at her unexpected response and reflexively his other hand moved to wipe his mouth. "Sorry. I'm making a mess."
-Lemon-
Harry wiped his chin but Hermione was fixated on the dribble he missed that had dripped off his chin and on to his chest. Harry moved to wipe that bit away but was stopped as Hermione caught his hand. Harry watched her as she leant in and slowly licked the trickle of alcohol off his chest.
"Nice." Hermione looked up at him with smouldering eyes.
Harry was frozen in shock as couldn't resist as Hermione gently released his hand and moved to take his other one, still holding his wine glass, and guide it closer and then tip it so that the wine splashed across his chest and breasts.
Hermione gave him a lustful smile and leant back in to begin lapping the wine away, taking small licks and working slowly down his chest and on to his breasts. Harry unconsciously leant back to let Hermione have easier access and couldn't hold in a moan of pleasure at the gentle, intimate attention she was giving him.
She pulled back, when she had cleaned the last of the wine out of his cleavage with her tongue and smiled sexily. "Now that is a wonderful way to have wine. Want to try?"
Harry blinked in surprise at the invitation and stared as Hermione leant back and raised her own glass. Making eye contact with him and holding it, she tipped her glass and let her own wine splash liberally on to her breasts.
"Care to clean me up?" She challenged him seductively.
Harry couldn't believe he was seeing this side of his bookworm of a best friend but found himself mesmerized by her and let her draw him to her and begin mimicking her actions and cleaning away the spilt wine with his tongue.
The wine itself was nice but this, with something extra that was uniquely Hermione, tasted unbelievable. Harry couldn't resist hunting for every last drop of the liquid, her cleavage, the underside of her breast and, finally, around her nipple.
Hermione couldn't resist moaning and pushing her breast into Harry as he lapped away the wine but as his tongue traced around her nipple her moan increased to a cry and she buried her free hand into his hair to hold him closer, driving her nipple into his mouth.
Harry froze as Hermione suddenly caught his head and pushed her breast into him and he found her hard nipple pushed between his lips. In his surprise he tried to inhale but found her breast blocking his mouth fully and the end result was him sucking at the nipple.
Hermione cried out louder in pleasure at the unexpected, and unintentional, action and pushed her breast harder into him.
Harry couldn't believe what was happening to him. He kept sucking, Hermione was obviously enjoying it, but soon found himself needing air and tapped at her to release him.
Hermione got the message and let him come up for air, but only for a moment. Harry had only gotten a couple of breaths before Hermione captured his lips with her own and kissed him intensely.
"Wow." Harry gasped as they finally broke the kiss. "That was incredible."
"Yeah." Hermione panted a little. "I really don't want this to stop."
Putting her words into action, Hermione pulled him back in for another passionate kiss. They didn't stop until Harry was forced to pull back, panting for breath.
"Sorry." He panted.
Hermione wrinkled her nose at him. "I told you to breathe through your nose."
"Oh. Woops." Harry looked embarrassed at not having remembered her previous advice.
Hermione took pity on him and poured some of his wine across his breasts and leant in to lick him clean. Harry couldn't catch his breath due to the incredible sensations Hermione's tongue was causing him as it lightly traced across his skin. Hermione seemed to be torturing him with how long she was taking to lick him clean as she worked her way around the underside of his large breasts and then into the depths of his cleavage.
Her finish was to work her way back to the tips of his mounds and suddenly engulf his hardened nipple with her mouth and firmly sucked it clean, lightly tracing her tongue across it's tip. Harry's world exploded in pleasure as incredible new sensations flooded his senses. His cry of pleasure burst out of him uncontrollably as he instinctively pushed into her, seeking more pleasure. He broke off into a whimper as Hermione pulled back but it was only to shift to his other breasts and Harry's cry's of pleasure included a sigh of relief at the resumed attention.
Hermione finished with Harry's breasts and moved up to continue kissing him intensely, moving herself into his lap and pushing him flat with the weight of her body. They ignored as the last of the wine remaining in their glasses spilt as they focuses on nothing but each other.
Hermione shifted to get comfortable on top of Harry and moaned suddenly into Harry's mouth as she caught herself just right. She couldn't resist shifting again to trigger the burst of sensations from her groin. She kept up her motions, stimulating herself further and hunting for the same point on Harry's body.
She grinned to herself, deepening her kiss, as Harry moaned loudly, signalling her success. She kept up her motions, fighting against her own desires to keep them slow and steady, building the intensity gradually. She refused to rush this. Harry had started his own movement and they had fallen into a steady rhythm. Their lips barely parted the entire time and their throats vibrated under the other's intensifying moans of pleasure.
Harry came first. His eyes widened suddenly and he clutched at Hermione tightly as he broke free of her lips to cry out in his intense pleasure. Hermione gave into her own desires and thrust her hips into Harry, increasing the speed of her motions until her own climax hit. Her hips bucked uncontrollably as her orgasm rolled through her. As it subsided she was left limp and panting on top of Harry.
"Wow." Harry managed to gasp.
"Yeah." Hermione agreed. "I think we'll be doing that a lot."
"No complaints here." Harry grinned up at her.
Hermione wrinkled her nose at him before kissing him, smiling the whole time. Harry, trying to get a little more comfortable, rolled them over so they were on their side, still cuddling.
"Sorry, was I getting heavy?" Hermione asked.
Harry, post orgasm haze aside, knew better than to say yes. "No, this is just a little more comfortable at the moment."
Hermione kissed his nose. "Nice answer."
They lay together in quiet companionship until Hermione couldn't resist the lure of the fruits nearby and lifted herself up over Harry to reach them. Harry was rolled on his back and found himself with Hermione's breast tantalisingly close and couldn't resist kissing the nipple gently.
Hermione sighed at the sudden intimate contact and held her position, only lowering her body slightly to make it easier for him. She reached for the melon and ate a couple of pieces before snagging another and pulling back to feed it to Harry.
"Mmm. Thanks." Harry relaxed back.
Hermione reached back over for more fruit, this time deliberately planting her breast into Harry's face. She returned with two pieces and fed one to Harry then, rubbing the other on the nearest of his nipples, she sucked the juices off it before eating the fruit.
Harry moaned around his mouthful before managing to swallow. "If you keep doing that we're going to… you know again."
"Make love?" Hermione kissed him. "Ever think that might be my intention?"
"Really?" Harry blinked. "I… well… umm, please continue then."
Hermione laughed briefly before giving him another kiss. "Well, if you insist."
Hermione reached for more fruit, this time avoiding Harry's lips. Harry pouted in protest until she rubbed a piece on her own nipple before leaning forward into his range. She moaned in enjoyment for a minute before pulling back and popping the fruit into his mouth and repeating her earlier actions with Harry's breast.
"Can I eat fruit this way from now on?" Harry asked once his mouth was empty.
Hermione giggled. "It is fun isn't it. It might be a little awkward In front of the others though."
"True." Harry lay back.
Hermione reached back over Harry but not for the fruit this time. She brought back the bowl of chocolate dip. She placed it within reach but out of the way and took a scoop out with her finger and smearing it on her breast for Harry to suck clean. When he had finished she took another scoop which ended up on Harry's nipple which she eagerly sucked clean herself.
Harry clutched her head to his breast in pleasure. "It's a pity we can't do that to each other at the same time."
Hermione pulled back and pondered the idea. She moved round so that she was kneeling above his head and leant over him. She moaned in pleasure as she felt Harry attach himself to her other breast and gently lifted Harry's breast to her own mouth.
"Good idea." Hermione gasped as she finally pulled back.
"Thanks." Harry was gasping for breath himself.
Hermione looked Harry over for a minute. "Want to take this up a notch?"
Harry looked at her in confusion. "Umm, after everything we've done, how would you suggest we do that?"
Hermione picked up the bottle of wine and shifted her position. Leaning back she poured a little trickle of wine pour out onto her stomach. Putting the bottle down she shifted her body to guide the wine down her body until it vanished between her legs.
"Well?" Hermione beckoned him closer. "Enjoy."
Harry gulped and began licking the wine off her stomach, working downwards towards her groin. He was poised above it, unsure if he should continue when Hermione gently pushed his head down and leant back completely and spread her legs more to gave Harry better access.
Harry gently began licking down between her legs, tasting the wine mixing with the juices that had leaked from her from their previous activity. The vastly different tastes mixed oddly well and Harry eagerly lapped at them. Hermione pushed her hips up slightly, into Harry.
"Merlin Harry." Hermione moaned. "That feels incredible. Harder, please."
Harry pushed harder with his tongue and felt it slip between her lips. Hermione's moans increased as Harry's tongue pushed into her most intimate area, forcing her lips wider. Harry began focusing his attention as Hermione gasped out a few directions until he was doing it exactly how she wanted and the only noises she could make were inarticulate noises of pleasure.
Hermione just soaked up the attention but, as much as she was enjoying it and as much as it was turning her on, she was no closer to her climax. She gently pushed Harry back so she could sit up on to her knees and pulled him up for a kiss, ignoring the her own taste on his lips. Her hand reached down between his legs and began sliding between his wet folds.
"Touch me like this." She begged him.
Harry needed no further encouragement and reached for here, mimicking her moves. They knelt in front of each other, kissing passionately as their fingers sank deeply into the other's burning centre, their breasts brushing together as they moved.
Hermione's free hand planted Harry's firmly on her nearest breast and she alternated her own between Harry's breast and burying it in his hair whenever he tried to pull back for more than a couple of seconds.
They lost track of time in their world of pleasure, conscious of only the other as they drove each other to the peaks of pleasure until their orgasms crashed over them. They clung to each other until the waves passed and, freeing their fingers, they gently lay down in each other's arms to recover.
-End Lemon-
Hermione looked at Harry who seemed very thoughtful. "You okay? You did enjoy that right?"
"Merlin yes." Harry reassured her. "That was more incredible than before."
"I'm glad." Hermione relaxed and snuggled a little closer as Harry began gently stroking her back. "You just seemed lost in thought."
"I was a little." Harry admitted.
"Care to share?"
"Well, it's a little embarrassing."
"After this, you can tell me anything." Hermione tickled him a little playfully.
Harry squirmed to fight her off. "It's just… well… After the Ministry Ball for Amelia, someone visited me and did that to me. I'm pretty sure it was you but I've terrified of asking in case I was wrong and I really don't want to ruin the mood, though I probably have now that I've actually told you like an idiot."
Hermione kissed him. "You're not an idiot, but talking about a sexual encounter with another girl, right after making love probably isn't the best idea. You're safe this time though; it was me."
"Why did you keep who you were hidden?" Harry asked softly.
"I was too embarrassed to do that in front of you if you knew it was me." Hermione admitted. "It was quite a powerful experience the way it was though."
"I really enjoyed it." Harry said smiling. "There is one thing though…"
"Yes?" Hermione prompted.
"Did you mean what you said. You know, as you were leaving." Harry looked scared.
Hermione nodded and leant in to kiss him. "Yes, I did. I do love you. A lot."
"Really?" Harry sounded hopeful.
"Really. I love you." Hermione told him. "I'll tell you every day from now on if you want, and I'll mean it every time."
"Thank you." Harry's voice was thick with emotion and his eyes were moist. "Why didn't you tell me before?"
"Because I didn't want to put any pressure on you. I know you're not ready to say it back and I don't want you to say it until you know you mean it." Hermione explained. "I'm in no hurry so take as much time as you need."
Harry looked down. "I really wish I could."
"I know. Don't worry about." Hermione hugged him.
"I really do like you. I can't imagine what my life would be like without you in it." Harry told her.
Hermione leant in and kissed him again. "Thank you."
She gently began stroking her hand across Harry's breast and felt him shiver it the intimate, sensual contact. They stayed that way for a short while, gently stroking each other.
Hermione sighed. "Do you feel a little odd, like something's missing?"
Harry frowned. "Yeah."
"I keep looking around for Ginny." Hermione said. "I've gotten used to her being here while we make out."
"We did a little more than 'make out'" Harry grinned. "But it is different without her here."
"I doubt she would've been comfortable with what we just did to each other." Hermione grinned. "I don't think that I would've like an audience either."
"Might've been a little awkward." Harry agreed.
"True. We'll have to think of something nice for her though. I don't want her feeling left out." Hermione told him.
"Yeah. Her birthday is coming up too isn't it?" Harry asked.
"In a couple of weeks." Hermione confirmed.
"You know, I got her that dress for a present." Harry admitted. "But I've never actually gotten presents for anyone before. I've never had the chance to really. I worried about what to get you and the others."
"You've never really gotten presents from anyone before today either." Hermione added. "Nor have you really been able to buy anything so it's not your fault. I'll help you find things for the other's."
"Thank you." Harry said gratefully.
"I'm not getting them for you, just helping you learn how to pick things." Hermione clarified.
"That's fair. Could you give me a pointer on what to get you?" Harry looked hopeful. "You're turning seventeen. That's a big deal."
"Talk to my parents." Hermione teased him.
Harry pouted causing Hermione to giggle a little as the settled down and resumed stroking each other in a comfortable silence.
Hermione reluctantly broke the silence. "We'd better go, it's getting late."
Harry couldn't hold in a small groan but nodded. "Yeah. Thank you for a wonderful evening."
Hermione was sitting up but stopped and leant down to kiss Harry again for his words. "You're welcome."
They finally swim back from the island. Harry used his white tiger animagus form again for its higher swimming ability and Hermione gently clung to his side.
Back on the shore Hermione protested loudly as Harry did what any cat would do and shook himself hard to get the water out of his coat. Harry return to his human form grinning and Hermione treated him to his own shower by shaking the water out of her hair on to him.
She turned and bent over to pick up her dress from where if lay and Harry watched as her nether lips came into view between her legs. He couldn't resist reaching over and gently touching them. Hermione squeaked in surprise and jumped away, turning and reaching behind herself to cover herself.
Harry was immediately apologetic. "Sorry Hermione. Are you okay?"
Hermione relaxed. "No, it's alright. You just surprised me a little. Maybe later."
Harry relaxed. "Okay."
"You can make it up to me if you want." Hermione's body language turn sultry.
"How?"
"You can give me a ride on your Unicorn form." Hermione stated.
Harry laughed. "Sure. Can you bring my dress?"
Hermione nodded and picked it up as Harry shifted forms. Hermione draped the two dresses over Harry's equine neck and took a running step and jumped up on to his back so she could swing a leg over and sit upright.
"Let's go." Hermione encouraged. "Giddy up."
Harry didn't 'giddy up'. He instead turned his head so he could give her a dark look before setting off and settling into a steady trot.
Hermione found herself remembering Tracy's words on the day Harry first completed this form. The Unicorn's fur was still silky, even though it was damp, and Hermione loved the feeling of it rubbing her between her legs. She was further stimulated by the powerful back muscles rippling beneath her.
She was getting quite turned on as Harry left the river bank and headed across the fields of the golf course to the Club House. Hermione was reluctant to dismount when they reach the Club House and Harry reverted so he could enter the building and return to the Extension.
Hermione, aroused and feeling playful, tickled Harry bare bottom and ran past him laughing as Harry protested and chased after her. She led him back upstairs and tricked him in the living room to push him on to a couch before fleeing down towards her bedroom. Harry rolled off the couch and resumed his chase.
Ginny lay on her bed, fully aware that her roommate was missing. Harry wasn't in his room either and Ginny could only assume that they had gone off together. She'd left the door open a little and kept herself awake so that she would know when they returned.
She needn't of worried. If Hermione's running feet on the carpeted corridor hadn't woken her through the open door then Hermione barging in and landing on her bed next her would have.
Ginny stared and spluttered at her naked friend's exuberance.
"Come on." Hermione grabbed a hand and began hauling the younger red-head off her bed. "We're bunking with Harry tonight."
"Shouldn't we bring our blankets?" Ginny protested as she was pulled out the door.
"We won't need them." Hermione pulled harder as Harry caught up with them.
Ginny stopped resisting as Harry shifted to his white tiger form and she ran into Harry's bedroom with Hermione in a last attempt to avoid Harry.
Ginny wasn't the target as the two girls jumped onto the bed. Harry in his massive feline form bounded onto the bed and began licking Hermione all over as she squirmed and giggled, trying to escape.
Ginny watched their play before jumping up to shut the door and shifted to her own animagus form and jumped on the pair to use her increased mass to push Harry off her friend and attack him with her own tongue.
Hermione watched the two great cat's tussle and play. She wished her own form was big enough to join in without being hurt accidentally. She grimaced as she wiped at the saliva Harry had liberally coated her body with and left the two large felines to their fun and headed to the bathroom to rinse off. She wasn't alone for long as the two cats jumped in the bath next to her showering her with water.
Harry and Ginny reverted to their human forms, laughing.
"Have fun you two." Hermione grinned as she splashed water back at them.
"Yep." Harry grinned.
He gave himself a final dunk and got out of the bath and headed for the towels. Hermione followed him and caught the towel he tossed to her and then protested as a second one landed on her.
"What was that for?" She protested.
"It's for Ginny" Harry replied.
Ginny was hesitant to get out. Her nightwear was soaked, clinging and more than a little transparent. Hermione held up the towel to protect her modesty so Ginny could get out and cover herself.
"I'll go so you can get dry." Harry said as he headed for the door. "Can I get you something to change into?"
"A t-shirt and panties would be nice." Ginny asked.
Harry nodded and shut the door behind. Ginny stripped off her wet clothes and began drying herself.
"So, did you two have fun?" Ginny asked.
Hermione nodded vigorously. "It was wonderful."
"I guess you won't want me around much anymore then." Ginny looked depressed.
"Why not?" Hermione looked confused. "We both missed you tonight. Maybe it would've awkward for us all this time but I don't want to exclude you. Neither does Harry."
"What did you two do?" Ginny asked.
"Well, we started with wine and fruit with chocolate dip. Then we started drinking the wine off each other's bodies. Things just got carried away from there, but we gave each other a couple of orgasms." Hermione gushed to her friend. "It was wonderful. Harry's hands are amazing and he's a fast learner."
"Wow." Ginny looked depressed. "He won't be interested in me anymore."
"Why not?" Hermione asked. "You're really cute."
"If you say so but why would he want me when you're giving him so much." Ginny looked to be on the edge of tears.
Hermione pulled her friend into a hug, ignoring their nakedness. "You know Harry's not like that. Don't sell yourself short just because you're not ready for some things. You're still fourteen, something we forget sometimes."
"Hey, I'm nearly fifteen." Ginny protested.
"And I'm nearly seventeen and Harry is a guy." Hermione countered. "We're ready for much more than you are. Don't rush yourself because of me. Take your time. Neither Harry nor I would be happen if you got hurt rushing into something you're not ready for because of us. Promise me okay."
Ginny slumped and nodded. "I promise."
"Take your time." Hermione continued. "Don't rush. When you're ready you can have him to yourself for a night for some real fun. I'll probably have a few more suggestions for you to make it even more wonderful."
Ginny giggled. "I'm a little jealous of how you can put yourself out there like this."
Hermione gave her a little bow. "Taking the step isn't easy but, if you're ready and it's with the right person, it's worth it."
Ginny nodded. "I get the message. I won't rush."
Ginny finished drying and firmly wrapped the towel around her body. Hermione just gave her hair a final rub with the towel and tossed it aside, reaching for a brush to run through her hair to tidy it up.
"I'll go get what Harry picked out for you while you finish up." Hermione said as she left the room.
Harry had picked out something for Ginny to wear and left it by the bathroom door so Hermione only had to move it to the bathroom counter. Harry was still naked and was attacking his long hair with his towel to dry it. Hermione, still holding the brush, moved in behind Harry to help tame the red mass.
"Should I put something on?" Harry asked. "I wasn't sure."
"I wasn't going to." Hermione told him. "We have to consider Ginny but she has to adjust to our new dynamic too. Are you okay being naked in front of her?"
"Yes, surprisingly." Harry realised. "Being topless must've allowed me to adjust a bit first."
"Good. I'm glad you're comfortable." Hermione was relieved. "It was fun sneaking around naked but I don't think I'd want to just parade around in front of all the others. Not just yet anyway."
Harry shuddered. "Me neither. I'm sure they'd be nice about it but… Sneaking around was exciting though. I thought sneaking around Hogwarts under my cloak was fun."
Hermione giggled. "You'd better not suggest a naked run through Hogwarts."
"No way." Harry jerked round to look at her. "Though, in our animagus forms, who'd know?"
Hermione looked scandalised at the notion before stifling a giggle. "Imagine Professor McGonagall's expression if she caught us."
Harry laughed. "She'd probably be so shocked we could escape before she got the chance to give us a detention."
"What's so funny?" Ginny finally left the bathroom.
"Just the look on Aunt Minerva's face if she caught us if we were to use our animagus form to run around Hogwarts naked." Harry explained.
Ginny spluttered. "You… She… Why… Where did 'that' come from?"
"We kind of enjoyed sneaking around the house naked but didn't think Hogwarts was such a good idea." Hermione expanded on Harry's words.
Ginny just shook her head. "And I thought the twins' were bad. I don't think they ever tried that."
"I don't think we will either." Hermione replied. "Come on Harry, we need to brush our teeth before bed."
"Right." Harry nodded and followed her into the bathroom.
Ginny slid into the bed and waited for the other two. They had left the door open so she had a good view of them as they stood before the bathroom mirror. She felt a little jealous of the little touches and playful bumps they gave each other, completely at ease with the other even though they both wore nothing.
They had found a new dynamic, Ginny realised, and she felt a little left out. Still, she knew she couldn't join them as she was, that was a step too far, but she wondered what it would be like. Would they even like looking at her. Harry looked incredible. Athletic and slender with large perfect breasts. Hermione's figure looked good too, toning nicely with all her exercise and with much smaller, but still full, breasts.
Ginny knew her body was well toned too, having always been more active than her older friend and training harder over the summer, but she felt inadequate in the breast department. And she had freckles.
She could help but watch the happy pair and hope, one day, she would be there with them looking just as good.
"You okay?" Hermione surprised her.
Ginny shook herself, realising she had been daydreaming a little. "Yeah, just lost in thought."
"Good one's I hope." Harry smiled at her.
Ginny nodded and shifted over to give the other two more room.
Hermione pushed Harry in first and slid in after him. Lying Harry down on his back she lay her head down on his nearest breast, quite blatantly using it as a pillow.
"Comfortable?" Harry asked in amusement.
"Very." Hermione shifted to kiss his nipple before settling her head back down. "You make a wonderful pillow."
"Good to know I'm useful for something." Harry sighed.
"Hey." Hermione protested. "I just want to be really close to you. You can use mine tomorrow night if you want."
Harry blushed at that idea. "If you really want me too…" Harry's nervous whisper trailed off.
Hermione sat up to give him a firm look. 'Of course I do."
Hermione lifted herself over him and brushed her nipple against his lips, inviting him to take it in his mouth.
"If I'm willing to let you do this." Hermione managed to say around her moan of pleasure. "Why wouldn't I let you cuddle up to them."
"Okay. Thank you." Harry looked much happier and more relaxed after that.
Hermione smiled and settled back down.
Ginny was bright red at watching that exchange and lay down, head on a pillow, as close as she dared without touching Harry. "You don't mind if I'm here?"
"Of course we want you here." Hermione, her words punctuated by Harry's fervent nodding, reached over to pull the younger girl closer until she was firmly cuddled up to Harry's other side and left her hand resting on her hip. "Sweet dreams Ginny, Harry."
"Sweat dreams." Harry echoed.
Ginny was a little too embarrassed to answer but snuggled into Harry's side and closed her eyes. Hermione's hand began tracing lazy circles on her hip, in time to Harry's soft breathing, but rather than cause her to tense, Ginny found herself relaxing and drifting off to sleep.