Authors Note: This is my first story, so judge accordingly. It's lemons, so if this isn't your cup of tea, don't read. That said, I hope you enjoy.
This goes without saying, but as I am not J.K. Rowling, I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters.
Harry POV
I lie in bed, my girlfriend atop me. We are in the midst of a passionate make out sesh. The dormitory is dark, and I can faintly hear the sounds of Ron snoring. My girlfriend suddenly rip my shirt of and start kissing down my well-defined torso, her long, curly brown hair brushing against my skin. When she reaches my belt, Hermione looks up and meets my eyes, then slowly starts undoing my pants. In one swift motion she pulls both my pants and underwear down to my feet. My half limp six inch cock springs out.
"I can't believe how big it is," Hermione whispers, then slowly puts her mouth around it and starts sucking...
I wake up. Ron is snoring, except it isn't the small sound I was hearing in my dream. Damn. Out of the blue, I feel the urge to piss, and it feels like my bladder is going to explode. I jump out of bed and quietly half-run out the door. Dashing through the common room I finally get to the bathroom.
When I emerge, I see my girlfriend Hermione diligently working on our Potions essay for Snape. We've been dating for about four months now, and this isn't the first "special" dream I've had about her. I walk over to her desk in the corner of the common room and sit down next to her.
"Hey Harry," Hermione says, "What are you doing up this late?"
"Had to go to the bathroom," I say, "But I could ask you the same question. You should really get to sleep."
"I know Harry, I'm just so stressed, and I need to get this done." She leans her head on my shoulder.
"Just finish it tomorrow. We don't have Snape till Monday."
"I know, but I jut want to finish..." She falls asleep. I sit there stroking her hair for about twenty minutes, then I carefully lift her up and carry her over to the girls' dormitory. For some reason the stairs don't turn into a slide, perhaps sensing that I'm doing a friend a favor. Inside the dormitory I carefully set her down in her bed and pull the covers over her.