"Merlin she's so tiring. If Molly doesn't stop treating me like a house elf, I'm going to lose it" Hermione ranted, walking into her temporary residence of Ginny's bedroom.

"Mione, you can't let her work you up so much. Anyone would go insane with 7 kids. She's trying her best. Ginny and the twins alone are enough to make someone pull their hair out," Harry said, following her in.

"But she's working me to the bone for this wedding! I haven't had any time to relax or read!!" Hermione cried.

"Oh? You need to relax?" Harry's smirk gave way to his intentions. "I'm sure I can help with that..."

"Harry, we really shouldn't. They're just downstairs." Hermione gasped as Harry pushed her against the wall of Ginny's small bedroom.

"Hermione love, we have silencing charms for a reason. Half of them are at work, and the others are all setting up for my birthday. No one will catch us." Harry smirked.

Hermione, between breaths, managed to splutter, "But this is Ginny's room! Once they're done she'll come back in!"

"Then we better make this quick."

Hermione found herself being thrown from the wall onto a bed that wasn't hers as Harry quickly cast his charms. With the room safely protected from the Weasleys, he dived in for his prize.

He took a small second to appreciate his girlfriend. Ron would go spare if he found out that Harry had begun dating her, but he didn't care. She was too perfect to give up.

Hermione found herself moaning at his small touches, despite him only running his hands over her smaller body. As his hands reached her arse, he gave her a little squeeze. He didn't think of himself as someone who would be attracted to an arse until Mione sent him a magical picture of her arse in a thong. As his hands brushed over her, caressing her, she quickly found herself not caring if anyone walked in and caught her in her compromised position.

"Oh just take my clothes off already. You know how horny this makes me," she murmured.

Harry said nothing, instead choosing to show that actions really are louder than words as he leapt into action. Hermione found her clothes magically vanished, left only in her underwear. She squeaked slightly as he conjured ropes, tying her to the bed.

She managed to get out "Oh Harry, come o--" before she found herself unable to speak. The smirk from Harry only turned her on more.

"Now Hermione, lets not pretend you aren't enjoying this," Harry said. "Anyone could walk in here right now and find you spread out on the bed, tied up for the world to see. And deep down you know that excites you. Now, shall we see how much?"

The slight mark in her knickers was obvious for him, but he was always happy to appeal to her kink of being teased. Starting at her neck, he began kissing down her body. First down her shoulders to her hands, then across to her chest. Peppering her stomach, down her legs, then back up. Hermione found her bra suddenly removed as Harry was treated to a perfect view of her perfectly pointed nipples, surrounded by slightly darker areolas. He had to stop himself from rushing into latching on, having learnt what she preferred.

Harry began running a thumb over her nipples, feeling them harden to his touch. The minimal contact was driving Hermione wild, wanting more. She found herself trying to push herself into his touch.

"Mmmm, and what do you think you're doing?" Harry asked, flicking his wand, releasing her from the silencing charm. "Do you think you deserve more?"

"Yes...yes! Please!" she begged in return.

"You're lucky I agree."

And with that he dove for her breasts, taking one into her mouth while fondling the other. Hermione lost herself to the pleasure, finally being allowed the sweet feeling. The silencing charms on Ginny's room were tested as her moans escaped her. Harry showed no signs of stopping as he flicked his tongue over her erect nipple, Hermione unable to stop the gasp that followed.

As suddenly as he started, however, he stopped. Hermione suddenly noticed her lack of panties, not remembering when they were removed.

"When...?"

"Don't worry about it," Harry responded to her questioning look. "You'll forget about it in a second anyway..."

Ever the seeker he was praised for being, he dove for her snitch. Breathing in the scent of her, he felt his cock straining at his pants, wanting to bury itself inside her. He started by flicking his tongue over her clit, smiling at her body writhing as he did. Tracing the phrase "I love you" on her clit had started as a joke, but after seeing the waves of pleasure it caused her, it became the regular. Hermione's orgasm neared, and she was completely lost in the beauty that was Harry's tongue on her. She thought it could get no better, until she felt a finger enter her. That was enough to trigger her first orgasm, her body seizing up as she came on his hand.

Harry didn't stop however, adding a second finger while still continuing his attack on her clit. Despite having just cum, she was already on the verge of another orgasm. As he fingered her 'spot' perfectly, her legs clamped around his head in pleasure. His head started going light, purely focused on bringing his girlfriend to her second. His fingers frantically disappearing inside of her, his tongue lashing at her clit.

The brunette almost screamed when Harry added a third finger inside of her. How he was managing to keep up his performance, he had no clue. His whole body was dedicated to making Hermione cum. Luckily for him, she did not long after.

If the silencing charm on the door was casted by anyone less powerful than Harry, Hermione's screams of pleasure would've brought the Burrow to the ground. She herself almost fainted from the effect of Harry's efforts. After she finally came down from her high, she managed to pant, "I'm gonna need a sec, Merlin's pants. I think you've melted my brain."

"Me too, my heads been squeezed to death," Harry replied.

"Oh Merlin, I'm so sorry. I didn't realise I was doing it!"

"Mione, I don't care. I think it's hot as fuck," Harry said. "But if you feel that bad, I'm sure you won't mind coming over and giving me some attention..."

Hermione agreed, recovering immediately. She silently vanished his clothes and was finally treated to the sight of the Boy-Who-Lived's cock, a sight she would never get tired of. She thought it perfect. Not outrageously long, but certainly larger than any she had seen in any science book. All she knew was that it certainly filled her up. She hungrily prowled across the bed to where Harry was now standing, flashing him a quick smirk as he licked his tip.

"Oh Mione," he groaned.

She flicked her tongue over his crown, receiving gasps of pleasure in return. Then, she wrapped her lips around his head. Only sucking the tip, she continued to flick her tongue over the slit, his salty pre cum making her even hornier.

Harry released a groan as she took his length into her mouth. Hermione had surprised him with her blowjob ability the first time they had done the devils tango. She was a true natural. The raunchy books she had read at the library had paid off.

She moved her head back and forth slowly, teasing the raven haired teen. But as much as he was enjoying it, Harry wanted to remind her who was in control. Finding the back of her head, he pulled her closer, feeling his cock hit her throat. He held it there, listening to her attempts to breathe. As he pulled out he almost nutted from the eroticness of her gasps. Her spit covered his cock, and was dripping down her chin.

"Fuck Harry. Don't do that!"

"You know you love it," he responded.

"Maybe!" Hermione growled back. "But give a girl some warning before you ram into her throat like that!"

"Oh? So you don't like when I ram into your throat?" Harry said. "That's okay. All good! Luckily there's other places I can ram it..."

And with that he pushed her back on the bed. Hermione made a slight noise as he lined himself up with her soaked entrance.

Finding very little resistance as he pushed in, the young couple gasped as Harry's length was taken entirely in by Hermione. Beginning to slowly shift, Harry made Hermione cry out in ecstasy.

"I'm not going to last long Mione, you're too tight," Harry managed to get out between thrusts.

"All...good..." Hermione managed to stutter out, losing herself to the feeling of being thoroughly fucked. "Cum ... wherever ... you want."

Harry felt the pressure building, ready to explode. Hermione herself knew she wasn't going to last long either, and could already feel her inevitable orgasm on its way.

Harry sped up his thrusts. If he was going to cum quickly, she was too. Both teens could feel the hormones in the room, the reek of sex filling the small Burrow bedroom.

"I'm..I'm gonna ... cum!" Hermione squealed as her walls tightened around Harry's cock, bringing on his own orgasm.

Pumping into her tight lips, his body tightened as he blew his load inside of her, painting her walls white. Shot after shot was fired inside her small body, well and truly filling her up.

After what felt like forever, Harry's cock stopped pulsing and he fell on top of her, still inside. This was her favourite part of sex with him; the feeling of being filled up with his baby batter and just lying there.

"God you're amazing bub," Harry said to Hermione.

"You're not too bad yourself love."

The two laid there, basking in the post-orgasm bliss. Whatever else was happening in their lives was forgotten as the two surrendered to each other. As his erection faded, his cum began dripping out of her. The scene was beautiful, the two naked lovers entangled.

The feeling wasn't to last however.

"Fuck mum can be so--" Ginny said, opening the door to her room.

Harry and Hermione, too tired to move, just laid their as their red-headed friend walked in and froze.

"Gin, can you grab me some water? I'm feeling quite thirsty," Hermione said, eyes closed with a huge smile, still enjoying the feeling of Harry's cum dripping out of her.

"Uhh... n-no w-worries," Ginny spluttered, blushing as red as her hair. She sprinted from the room as quickly as her now wobbly legs could manage.

"Harry, we should probably get up. The last thing we need is someone else walking in," Hermione managed to get out despite her exhaustion.

"I want to lie like this for as long as possible bub, I'm not moving," Harry responded.

He threw up a quick notice-me-not charm and summoned a blanket over the pair. That was enough for Hermione, relaxing as she lost herself to her tiredness. The two didn't move for another few hours, falling asleep. They were the happiest they'd been in such a long time.

As they fell asleep, Harry whispered, "Thank Merlin for silencing charms."