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"Can you believe them? They think they can just break the rules whenever they want!"
Harry was walking next to Hermione with a smile on his face. Her rant about the students sneaking around after curfew was incredibly hilarious to him.
"Hermione, aren't you sort of breaking the rules by letting me come along on your rounds?"
Harry might be the Head Boy, but this wasn't his scheduled time for rounds.
Hermione rolled her eyes, "Please, you're Harry."
Harry waited for Hermione to continue but was bemused when she didn't. So she thought because he was himself, it was alright?
Interesting.
"That's 10 points off from each of you! How anyone would be so irresponsible, I will never understand!"
Harry found himself looking at a familiar sight. Hermione had come to him for help, steaming angrily about some students taking a joyride over the castle on their brooms. Harry didn't think it was such a big deal, but since Hermione looked like she would explode with rage, he kept that to himself.
"There's a reason students aren't allowed to be out at this time! I'll be sending your head of houses a recommendation for your punishment."
Harry had to hide his amusement when the students looked at him, most likely wanting to ask why Harry wasn't punished when he flew around Hogwarts to catch them. He had a feeling about what the reason was, but to keep Hermione's authority intact, it would be wise to stay quiet.
After the students trudged into the castle, Harry walked beside Hermione with a slight smile. When they were about to enter the gates, Harry abruptly asked, "Do you want to go flying, Hermione? It's rare for the weather to be this good."
"Hmm," Hermione tilted her head before looking at the clear sky and full moon, "You might be right, but you know I don't like brooms."
Harry moved slightly closer to Hermione, wrapping an arm around her slim shoulders and pulling her into a hug. "But I'll be right behind you! Don't you trust me to keep you safe?"
Hermione bit her lip in thought, "You know I do… Fine, I'll fly with you this one time."
"Brilliant!" Harry took out his Firebolt and enlarged it. He mounted the broom and patted the spot in front of him, "Come on then, I'll show you why I love flying!"
Hermione agreeing to fly with him was great. Still, Harry found it fascinating that she didn't say a word about him breaking the rule that she just punished others for.
Very Interesting.
Harry wondered if he had some sort of strange fixation on staring at Hermione while she was lecturing someone. He had bumped into her while she was on her way out to do some patrols and tagged along.
As expected, it wasn't long until they found a couple using a broom cupboard for its unofficial purpose, snogging... among other things.
"This is just a warning since it's the first time I caught you two, but if this happens again, it'll be a loss of points and detentions scrubbing the cauldrons. Now, off you go."
Harry hid his smile when the couple scurried away to get as far from Hermione as they could. He thought about what he had done the last two times Hermione punished some rule breakers and was greatly tempted to do the same again.
But was it going too far?
Harry observed Hermione getting her irritation under control and pondered what to do. Maybe he should give it a try and act like it's a joke if she didn't take it well? Harry thought about it for a few seconds and decided to go with it.
"Say, Hermione," Harry stepped up to stand next to Hermione, "Don't you think what they were doing seemed interesting?"
"Not really," Hermione said while looking at the marauder's map, getting Harry to wonder why he let her borrow it. "Seems to be a horrible way to spend your time. It's a small, cramped, dusty place meant for mops, not humans."
Harry saw Hermione's face light up in an adorable scowl. Ah, right, that's why Harry let her borrow the map. He loved to see the brunette with an angry face. It was unbearably attractive as long as it wasn't aimed at him.
"I found more! Let's go, Harry!"
Before Hermione could rush off, Harry grabbed her hand to pull her back. She gasped and stumbled back into his body, making Harry marvel at how slight she was.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to do that," Harry cut off Hermione's anger, "I think we should try it out. It might be fun."
"Try?" Hermione frowned in confusion, "Try what?"
"That broom cupboard. It'd be a shame if we finish Hogwarts without experiencing one. It's tradition."
"Harry," Hermione whined, "Those two might get away if this takes too much time!"
Harry blinked and wondered if Hermione had understood what he asked. She seemed okay with doing what Harry suggested, but the thing that annoyed her was missing out on handing more detentions to students.
Before Hermione could say anything else, she yelped and found herself in a cramped space pressed against Harry.
"Wha... Harry!" Hermione hissed, "Look at this place! It's more disgusting than I thought!"
Harry was wondering if Hermione was being purposely oblivious about what was happening. She was complaining about the state of the broom cupboard while he was struggling to distract himself from a very pretty girl that had her body plastered to his. Harry could feel Hermione's perky breasts pressed into his chest and the silky skin of her smooth thighs rub against his legs.
It took all of Harry's willpower to keep himself from being... excited and revealing to Hermione exactly how he thought of her.
"Hermione!" Harry interrupted her rant, "We'll stay here longer if you keep talking."
Harry could faintly see the annoyed look on Hermione's face, the one she got when someone stopped her ranting. But she did stop speaking.
Harry tilted Hermione's face gently by her chin and locked his eyes on her pink, kissable lips. He imagined what they felt like quite often recently, and when Harry leaned down to press his lips to her, it was everything he hoped for and more.
Of course, he had kissed other girls, but none of them came close to the fireworks he felt with Hermione's soft lips against his. She was unresponsive for a second before pulling his head closer and opening her mouth to deepen the kiss.
Hermione moaned when Harry's tongue touched hers, moving against the other cautiously at the start. It wasn't long before the two were sloppily kissing each other, with spit glistening around their lips and their hands wandering. Harry ran his fingers from Hermione's pale neck to the curve of her hips, not daring to follow the temptation to feel the arse that turned so many heads.
Harry would have loved to continue exploring Hermione's mouth until the sun rose, but the pretty brunette in his arms had other plans.
"Harry!" Hermione gasped after she ripped her lips away from his.
Harry tried to kiss her again, but she dodged his attempts and scolded him, "Stop that! I can't believe you did this!"
Harry felt a chill at her words. He thought Hermione looked irresistible, with her pouty lips swollen and her wild hair even more untamed. Harry wasn't sure what he would do if Hermione regretted the kiss.
"Let's go!" Hermione almost kicked the door open and dragged Harry out of the broom cupboard by his arm.
He walked quickly to keep up with her and tried to casually ask, "Where are we going, Hermione?"
Harry imagined some of her possible replies. Most of them involved her hexing him into oblivion at some abandoned part of the castle.
"Are you really asking me that?" Hermione said after giving him a sharp look, "I can't just let those students go scot-free."
Harry took a second to understand what Hermione said before a wide smile grew on his lips. He should be offended that she stopped snogging him to catch another couple doing the same, but Harry found it more than a little hilarious.
"So you're punishing them for snogging?" Harry asked with amusement.
"Snogging after curfew," Hermione's tone was matter-of-fact.
Harry hummed and stayed silent. So either Hermione didn't consider what they did as snogging, or this fell under her 'Harry' exception. He guessed that it was likely the latter.
Fascinating.
It had been a week since Harry pulled Hermione into the broom cupboard and tasted her lips for the first time. He would love to say that the last week had been filled with snogging just like that, but that would have been a complete lie.
It wasn't for lack of trying on Harry's part.
The plan, a brilliant one in his mind, had been to use the times Hermione dished out her detentions to one of the amorous couples to pull her into a broom cupboard again. Unfortunately, it seemed that everyone in the castle chose to be a raging prude at the same time.
Harry tagged along with Hermione on her patrols daily and always returned to his room disappointed. Sure, the most obvious thing to do was ask Hermione out the normal way, but Harry wasn't known for being logical. Plus, it was maddening that Hermione seemed to be unaffected by the kiss they shared. Harry was almost having a mental breakdown over it, and she had the gall to go on with her days like nothing had changed.
"Harry? Is there something on my face?"
Harry blinked and looked away from Hermione's lips. He hoped that she was trying to tease him, but from the look in Hermione's eyes, she was probably being literal with her question.
"No," Harry said while shaking his head, "Just wondering if you found anything."
"Still nothing," Hermione said flatly and returned to scouring the map.
Harry stifled his smile. Even if Hermione acted like the kiss didn't change anything, she still seemed annoyed that no one had been caught by her for the past week. Since Harry couldn't depend on hormonal students to give him an opportunity, perhaps it was time to create his own.
"Say, Hermione?"
Hermione hummed while pouting at the map.
"What do you say about trying another broom cupboard?"
"Don't be ridiculous, Harry," Hermione spared him a glance, "Why would I want to be in a cramped place like that? Besides, you already made me try it last week."
Harry had given up trying to understand her thought process, so what Hermione said didn't phase him. He quickly pivoted.
"Then what about something that only a few have ever done and got away with?"
That got Hermione's full attention.
"Harry," she warned, "What ridiculous idea did you come up with now?"
"The Full Monty," Harry declared as if Hermione was supposed to know something he made up on the spot.
"The what?" Hermione said blankly.
Harry gasped in mock surprise, "You haven't heard of it?"
"No," Hermione drawled suspiciously, "What exactly is this... "Full Monty?"
"You know how the boys can't get into the girl's dormitory?" Harry waited for Hermione to nod before continuing, "I'm going to be one of the few that will, and you're going to help me!"
"That sounds ridiculous in every way," Hermione visibly lost interest and turned back to the map. "I'm not that gullible, Harry."
Harry begged to differ. He had been noticing that Hermione was willfully blind when he was involved.
"Got you!" Hermione squealed as she folded the map.
Harry found himself chasing after her as she went after her target. He was disappointed that he wasn't on his way to Hermione's room. Still, at the same time, he was happy that he might have another opportunity soon. Hopefully, the students about to get caught would be doing something more interesting than snogging.
"What in Merlin's name are you two doing?!" Hermione shrieked ahead of him.
Harry's ears perked up. He halted when he saw a seventh-year Ravenclaw hastily stand up while wiping her lips. Harry quickly understood what they were doing when the boy was fiddling with his zipper. Well, apparently, his wish came true.
"Of all the places, you chose the hallway! Absolutely disgusting!"
Harry had to agree with Hermione here. It was... bold to do something like this out in the open. However, the more Harry thought about it, the better he liked the idea. Plus, a particular invisibility cloak would make it almost safe to do so.
While Harry was plotting how to get Hermione on her knees, the girl in question was done settling the punishment for the couple. As the two left, Harry could faintly hear them talking.
"What everyone said was true," The girl hissed, "Granger somehow knows where we all are."
"Yeah," The boy whispered, "But it was kind of exciting, wasn't it? Getting caught while you suck my..."
The girl shushed him as they turned the corner.
Harry let out a small laugh. That explained why nobody bothered to try and sneak around anymore. He looked at Hermione's supremely satisfied expression and figured she hadn't heard those whispers. Well, Harry wouldn't break it to her.
"So...," Harry said in amusement, "That was interesting."
"Disgusting fits it better," Hermione scowled, "Honestly, how could they even think of doing something so intimate out in the open."
Harry hummed before falling silent for a minute as they walked back to the dorms. Right after they entered the common room, Harry stopped Hermione.
"It looked like it could be exciting, didn't it?"
"I'm sure it was," Hermione said incredulously, "In the same way getting expelled is mildly disastrous."
Harry stared blankly at her, making Hermione throw her hands in frustration.
"It wasn't exciting, Harry!"
"So you're saying you wouldn't do that for me?"
Hermione paused before looking at him closely. Harry gulped, feeling nervous all of a sudden.
"Harry?" Hermione asked sweetly, "Are you asking me to get on my knees and suck on your... cock?"
Harry shivered as he felt himself hardening at prim and proper Hermione saying the word 'cock.' That was quickly chased from his thoughts when Hermione slowly got on her knees in front of him. Harry had imagined this plenty of times and even woke up in the middle of the night because of it with an unfortunately sticky situation.
Hermione ran her hands along his upper thighs.
"Tell me, Harry...," Harry gulped when Hermione grazed her fingers on his stiffening cock, "Do I look like a slag?"
Harry yelped when he felt a tight pinch on his inner thigh. "Hermione!"
Hermione stood back up, "I would only do that if we were dating. Goodnight, Harry."
Harry was left staring after her with a tent in his trousers, wondering how he never knew this version of Hermione existed. He had never been so turned on.
Hermione couldn't stop the silly grin as she walked up the stairs.
After the colossal failure where she found that it was best to stay simply as friends with Ron, Hermione couldn't lie to herself anymore about her attraction to Harry. She still considered it a lost cause since Harry never showed any signs of reciprocating. That was why it was a complete surprise when Harry pulled her into a broom cupboard a week ago.
Hermione would have preferred it if Harry hadn't kissed her for the first time while making her break the rules, but she wasn't exactly complaining. That kiss was everything she wished for and more.
Plus, it was hilarious to see Harry try and get her into another one of those cramped cupboards. Hermione might have liked how Harry's lips felt, but there was no way he could convince her to go in there again... unless he really wanted to. She never could deny Harry something if he really wanted it.
Hermione was tempted to do as Harry wanted today and give him a blowjob, but there were some problems that she had to fix before that. The first was that Hermione wanted Harry to put a label on their relationship, so she wasn't some sort of fuck buddy to him. Second and most importantly, Hermione had to read up on how to give a blowjob. She always strived for perfection and wanted Harry to fall in love with what she could do with her mouth.
When Hermione went to sleep, it was with a smile on her face.
It wasn't anything grand or showy.
Harry spoke to Hermione in private and asked her to be his girlfriend. It might not be a public declaration that Harry sometimes imagined, but it seemed that Hermione preferred it to be quiet. The bright side of finally having Hermione as his girlfriend was the unlimited amount of time he could kiss her lips. Harry didn't think he would ever get tired of it.
As usual, Harry tagged along with Hermione on her patrol. He was tempted to reveal that it was unlikely she would catch anyone, but the anticipation he could see on her face stopped him. Harry figured it wouldn't hurt to let Hermione have her fun.
He spent most of the time trying to distract her with kisses and offers to explore more broom cupboards, but to Harry's dismay, Hermione kept batting him away like he was an annoying fly. Eventually, he settled on just walking beside her with a pout.
That was the plan until Hermione pushed him against the wall.
"What did you ask me to do yesterday?" Harry gulped when Hermione lowered herself to her knees, "Something about sucking your cock right in the open?"
Harry watched in awe as Hermione smoothly unzipped his trousers and wrapped her hands around his shaft. He had pleasured himself with his hand, but feeling Hermione's small, soft palm around his cock got him to harden instantly.
"Hermione," Harry whispered.
"Hmm?" Hermione looked too comfortable for what Harry assumed she was doing for the first time.
She had already put herself in a perfect position to be a right tease. Her pink lips were a hair's breadth away from the bulbous tip of his cock, the warm air brushing over the end with her every breath.
"Isn't this what you wanted, Harry? All you have to do to make it a reality is push."
It was almost a reflex. When Hermione said push, Harry thrust his hips slightly to rub the tip of his cock on her soft lips, leaving it glistening with his precum. Hermione gave his cock a quick kiss before taking it into her mouth.
"Fuck!"
Harry rested his hands on Hermione's hair as she slowly moved back and forth on his cock. He could already tell he wouldn't be able to last too long. The sight of Hermione's lips stretched around his cock, and her cheeks hollowed as she pleased him was overloading his mind. Harry hoped he could impress Hermione by lasting much longer, but he overestimated himself.
"Hermione! I'm cumming!"
Hermione might have read up on giving a blowjob, but she was still inexperienced. Her hollowed cheeks bulged from the flood of cum that filled her mouth. Hermione panicked when she tasted the salty deposit and a little dribbled past her sealed lips. She didn't think this far, and since getting her robes stained didn't seem ideal, Hermione gulped down the first mouthful of Harry's cum. She found that while it didn't taste delicious like Lavender claimed, Hermione didn't mind drinking Harry's seed.
Harry slumped on the wall and watched his beautiful girlfriend seemingly savor the cum he fed her. If this was the first thing Hermione did, Harry shivered in excitement at what was in store in the future.
Hermione pulled off his cock and licked her lips before moving forward again to clean his shaft with her tongue. Harry was almost ready to go again, but Hermione tucked him into his trousers before zipping them up. She got off her knees and smirked at him.
"Was that what you imagined?"
Harry didn't know where this Hermione came from, but he could get used to this.
"You're bloody brilliant..."
Hermione scrunched her nose at Harry's vocabulary devolving to Ron's level. Then again, this was right after she sucked on his cock.
She kissed the corner of his mouth and said, "Thank you. Now let's go. I still have a patrol to finish."