That Spells Touch

Title: Surprises Part One

Chapter: Two

©2006 by Nichole Flynn

A/N: There is both sex and masturbation in this chapter, so if you don't like either/or, DON'T READ!

Disclaimer: I own nothing and I shall return J.K.R.'s characters only slightly used, and I shall wash off all cum stains, I promise...


"Hi, Mrs. Weasley."

"Well G'mornin Harry. Did you give Ron and Hermione their letters?" Mrs. Weasley asked as soon as Harry had uttered his sentence.

"Yes." He quickly lied (He was a very good liar since he was always getting into trouble). Mrs. Weasley eyed him for a moment or two until she was sure that he was telling the truth.

"Good, now would you help me set the table?" she asked in a motherly tone. How can she go from pissed off to kind so fast? Harry thought

"Okay" was his reply. For the next ten to fifteen minutes Harry set the table, without magic for he was still under age, while Mrs. Weasley finished the last minute touches on breakfast.

"Now go wash up and make sure Ron, Hermione, and the twins are up." Mrs. Weasley kindly commanded.

"Yes, Mrs. Weasley."

"Now dear, feel free to call me mum." She corrected.

"Okay Mrs. We...err...I mean mum, no problem."

"That's my boy, now run along and wash up." And with that Harry left to go upstairs, all-the-while not knowing what was in store for him once he got there...


Title: Surprises Part Two

As Harry was about to reach Ron's room, he heard groaning Or was it moaning? His self conses was asking him. Probably just the ghoul in the attic again He told himself. "Well, better wake up Ron." he said to himself. Harry walked closer to the door, noticing that the groaning or moaning was getting louder. He then, reluctantly, opened the door, slowly, and just a crack, as to not draw attention to himself, and peered inside, wishing he hadn't as soon as he did so. For there, on his bed, were Ron and Hermione in a rather ...ummm...intimate position. Hermione on her back, legs up high in the air, swinging them around like she was some kind of crazy woman. Ron, sitting on her, his legs up by her face, one nearly glued to each ear. Pounding the ever living hell out of her. Hermione's nice C cup breasts were bouncing with each thrust Ron sent inside her, turning Harry on emencly. He slowly slid his right hand down his trousers, and started slowly rubbing the sensitive skin around the head of his six and a half inch cock. He slides his hand up and down the outer side of his cock, speeding up with each full movement. He is tempted, ohh was he tempted, to strip right there on the spot and join Ron and Hermione, but he had JUST enough self control to stop himself. He then removes his right hand from his dick and slowly slides it back into his trousers, and his hand out of them. Harry then quietly shuts the door the room in which he's sharing with Ron. This isn't the first time, not by the way they were molding into each other like that. Then again, they have been together for some years now, three to be exact. Harry smiled to himself as he remembered the plan he and Ron had thought up that very morning. He then knocked, loudly, on the door and slipped Hermione's letter under it, before walking to the bathroom to finish what he painfully started not five minutes ago, for his penis was greatly acheing. He knew he had to finish or he would burst.

"Bloody Hell, what was that?" Ron shouted.

"Quiet Ron, someone will hear you." Hermione whispered, "Anyways, it was just someone knocking." Hermione gracefully slid out of the bed, put on her robe, and walked over to the door. When she got there she noticed an envelope addressed to her halfway underneath the door.

"What's this?" She asked, bending down and picking up the letter.

"Ummm...that's..." Ron begins, blushing slightly.

"What is it?" Her tone getting slightly more demanding.

"It's nothing, just a letter." He says, looking anywhere but at her.

"A letter you weren't going to show me?"

"Yes"

"I thought so, now who is it from?"

"Take a good look, you'll see. I'm going to go get dressed." He gets up, walks over to the dresser, opens it, takes out the first outfit he finds, and walks into the bathroom to get dressed. He walks out a moment or two later to see her flipping over the letter to find her favorite crest, the Hogwarts crest.

"But...but it's not time for our letters to come yet." She mumbled.

"Y...you mean y...you don't know a...about this s...special assignment?" Ron stuttered out.

"What special assignment?" Hermione asked.

"Ohh...just...never mind, mums calling."

"Kay, tell her all be down in a couple minutes."

"Okay, bye." He blushes, walks out, and starts down the six flights of stairs to the kitchen.


A/N: Hope you liked my newest chapter I have up, and sorry I didn't update sooner, I had ALOT of stuff going on and I just now found time to type it out. Hopefully I get the next chapter out alot sooner then I did this one. And Please review, I love reading what people think of my writing. By the way, half of what's in part two of this isn't in my notebook; I just typed it out as I thought of it. Again, hope you liked, and plz review.