A/N: This chapter contains smut
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The teenagers entered the cold dungeons and just over half the students were there, Professor Slughorn was sat at his desk at the front of the classroom.
Harry leaned down and whispered in Hermione's ear, "It'll be good to have a potions lesson without the worst professor in history."
"It will be nice to have a lesson without Snape breathing down our necks," Hermione nodded as she whispered back. Harry smiled down at her, loving that she finally realised what a dick Snape was and didn't still have her 'teachers are always right' philosophy from first year.
The group sat in the back row and as they were sitting Harry caught sight of a particularly greasy head in the front row. He groaned.
Hermione looked at him confused then followed his eye line. She sighed. "At least he's not the teacher."
"Yeah I guess," Harry sounded slightly defeated.
James looked over to Harry, as he was sat next to him in this class as well and followed his eye line. "Oh, that's Snivellous, he's in Slytherin, a racist and a future Death Eater."
"So, he's a greasy haired git?" Harry asked in his 'innocent' voice. Hermione sighed, knowing that when he pulled out that voice, it meant there was a prank or something very much not appropriate for public coming.
Sirius and James burst out laughing. "Definitely," Sirius said through his laughter.
Harry grinned and turned to look at his father and godfather with a raised eyebrow. He lifted his hand and clicked his fingers. Suddenly a gush of water was heard, and everyone turned to the front of the classroom to see a soaking wet Snape with bubbles and water running down from his head to the floor. There was also a sponge continually rubbing his head, trying to wash his hair.
There was silence for a few seconds and then everyone burst out laughing, James and Sirius loudest of them all.
"POTTER! BLACK!" Snape yelled, everyone laughed harder and Snape stood and strode towards the back of the classroom. "I know you did this," he seethed at James and Sirius. They both stood and looked down at Snape, "Oh yeah?" they questioned at the same time. The sponge was still rubbing against Snape even through his efforts to get it to stop.
"Actually," Harry began, standing up and towering over Snape, "It was me," he said confidently.
Snape looked up at Harry, pointing his head almost all the way up, "Who are you?" he asked rudely.
"Harry Potter, nice to meet you," He said simply with a charming grin.
"You're gonna pay for this," he huffed before turning quickly and storming out of the room whilst trying to bat away the sponge that was still scrubbing his head.
Harry calmly sat back down to the sounds of the class still snickering.
"Honestly Harry, you just met him," Hermione admonished from beside him but Harry could see the amusement in her eyes and the slight smile tugging at the corners of her lips.
'Her very kissable lips,' Harry thought to himself.
Harry just shrugged and turned to his other side when he felt a hand on his shoulder.
"That was amazing," James said through his laughter and lifting his hand for a high five.
Harry smiled and high fived his father for the first time in his life, that he remembered anyway, his eyes softening slightly as he looked at the boy that would one day become his father.
"Thanks," he replied with emotion in his voice that only Hermione picked up on judging by the small hand that landed on his thigh and squeezed comfortingly.
"While that was quite impressive non verbal magic Mr Potter I am going to have to take away 5 house points," Slughorn spoke up from the front of the classroom.
Harry had almost forgotten that he was in the room and turned his attention to the man.
"Of course sir."
With that potions class moved forward as normal with Harry and Hermione chatting with the marauders whilst producing a perfect boil curing potion, earning 10 points from Slughorn.
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When potions was over the group left the classroom together and walked towards the great hall.
"That was seriously cool what you did to Snivellous," Sirius said as he turned to walk backwards to talk to Harry.
"Thanks mate," Harry smiled back, happy to see the familiar pride in his godfather's eyes, albeit a much younger version.
"So you a big prankster Hazza?" James asked with a glint in his eyes.
Harry's heart warmed at the nickname his father gave him, his father, he doesn't think that's sunk in yet, and responded, "Raised by some of the best," with a slight unnoticed look towards Sirius and Remus as they talked ahead of them.
Hermione squeezed his hand and brought it up to her mouth to lightly kiss his knuckles. He smiled and let go of her hand to move it around her shoulders before pulling her in and leaning down to press a kiss to her temple, whispering, "I love you."
"Love you too," she whispered back.
"Merlin you guys are sappy," James teased, his own hand in Lily's. Lily brought her free hand up and lightly slapped him on the chest, "Oh shush, they're adorable."
"Yeah James, we're adorable," Harry teased back while he pulled Hermione slightly closer to himself. Hermione just rolled her eyes and grabbed Harry's hand that was over her shoulder.
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The group soon made it to the great hall and sat to begin their lunch.
Harry spotted Snape glaring at him across the hall and winked at him before turning his attention to Hermione.
"You know," He started in an innocent voice low enough that only she could hear, already letting her know that he was up to something, "We haven't had any alone time recently."
Hermione drew in a breath, trying not to think about alone time with Harry and looked up into his impossibly green eyes. "We had alone time a few hours before we got here," a small smirk gracing her perfect lips.
Harry eyed said prefect lips and licked his slightly before responding, "Yeah, but that was before we travelled through…"
"Shhh," Hermione interrupted looking around carefully before making eye contact again, "Besides, your parents are right there," She whispered with a pointed look at said parents.
Harry's hand gently landed on her thigh and his thumb started to slowly rub small circles before he continued, "Again yeah, but shouldn't every teenager have the experience of sneaking around their parents?"
He had been slowly leaning forwards as he whispered and Hermione felt his hot breath against the shell of her ear.
"It wasn't very fun when my parents almost caught us three times last summer," Hermione responded but her breathless voice took away some of the heat she intended to be in her voice.
"Alright, if you really don't want to," Harry said as he slowly pulled away, leaving his hand on her thigh.
"Don't want to what?" The couple heard Remus ask from across from them, drawing the attention of the others in the group.
"Nothing," Hermione answered a little too quickly, still slightly breathless.
Remus narrowed his eyes slightly and smirked before shrugging and turning back towards Lily to ask a question about arithmancy. Harry caught Sirius' gaze though and could see his godfather smirking with a suspiciously knowing look in his eyes.
In the next 5 minutes Hermione really had tried to not think about what Harry had suggested, but Harry's hand had steadily climbed higher up her thigh and really, she was a teenage girl with the hottest boyfriend, how was she not supposed to think about it?
Another five minutes later and Hermione abruptly stood up, dislodging Harry's hand and announced that she and Harry were going to go explore the castle before their next lesson.
Harry smiled before slowly standing up, an impatient Hermione huffing behind him before she grabbed his hand and dragged him out the hall.
The marauders chuckled before Sirius spoke, "They are so not exploring the castle," The others laughed when they said "Shut up Sirius," in unison.
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The couple had just found a broom closet and before Harry could properly close the door he was pushed up against it and his lips were attacked by Hermione standing on her tiptoes.
Harry grunted with surprise before placing his hands on her hips and easily lifting her so she could wrap her legs around his waist while he silently cast a locking charm on the door.
"Harry," Hermione moaned against his lips while she loosened his tie and undid some of the buttons on his shirt.
Harry grinned against her lips and pressed her against the opposite wall before undoing her shirt, revealing a light blue lacy bra. He moved his lips down to her throat and sucked hard before trailing even further down and lightly kissing and biting the tops of her well-developed breasts.
"Fuck Harry," Hermione moaned and started to move her hips forward trying to find some sort of friction.
"Language Hermione," The boy chuckled against her chest before moving back to her throat.
"Shut up and fuck me already," she responded breathlessly, pulling another laugh from the boy.
"Soon," he whispered huskily against her neck, she whined and moved her hand to the back of his head, pulling his lips up towards hers for a fiery kiss.
Harry slowly lowered her to the ground, never taking his lips from her before unclipping her skirt and letting it fall the ground around her feet. His big hand slowly pressed against the front of her blue panties and she quickly ground down against it.
"Please," she moaned desperately, squeezing both his shoulders as pleasure shot through her. Harry moved his hand away, pulling a displeasured whine from the girl before he quickly slid his fingers into the sides of the panties and pulled them down to pool around her feet with her skirt.
The tall boy slowly lowered himself to the floor, his hands still on her hips and she felt his breath ghost against her womanhood, pulling a strained moan from her lips.
"Patience," Harry responded before lifting one of her legs and throwing it over his shoulder and leaning in to lightly ghost his tongue over her clit.
"Fuck!" Hermione shouted as she threw her head back against the stone wall behind her. She felt him smile slightly before licking her again, sending fire through her whole body.
Harry slid his tongue past her folds and devoured her as Hermione started grinding against his face. Hermione could feel her orgasm building already, never able to last long with Harry and threaded her fingers through his hair, pushing his face further against her and she moaned loudly, biting her lip trying to supress the sounds.
She panted as he continued to eat her out before he removed his tongue and sucked on her clit hard. Hermione screamed as she came, hard, pulling on his hair and writhing against his face. Harry pulled back slightly and rubbed circles on her hips as she came down from her high. Hermione breathed, leaning against the cool stone wall and pulled lightly on his hair to get him to stand up.
She quickly pulled him down to press her lips against his and tasted her juices on his tongue, causing her to moan against his mouth. "I want you inside me," She whispered breathlessly against his lips and Harry huffed out a slight laugh before picking her up, her legs wrapping around him once more as she gasped.
"As you wish," he responded cheekily, holding her up between his body and the wall whilst he unbuckled his belt and unzipped his trousers, pulling them down enough to free his large member. Hermione could feel herself get even wetter as she thought of what was coming.
Harry lined himself up with his hand, lightly pressing against her entrance before he spoke, "Ready?"
"Yes I'm fucking READY!" The last word coming out as a shout as he pushed into her with one quick thrust. She moaned as she felt him fill her completely, staying still for a few seconds.
"Fucking move already," she panted against his cheek before moaning low in her throat when he slowly pulled out before sliding back in. "Mmmm," she moaned as he started a slow pace.
"Nnngh," she whined as he suddenly started thrusting faster, hitting her in places only he could reach. She wrapped one arm around his broad shoulders, her other hand going to the back of his head, threading her fingers through the thick, dark hair as she buried her face into his neck, kissing and sucking as he thrust brutally into her, probably leaving marks against his throat.
He continued thrusting into her for ten minutes and Hermione could feel herself just on the cusp of bliss before he abruptly pulled out and lowered her to the ground.
"No," she whined before being turned garound quickly and she felt him slide back into her from behind. She brought her hands to the wall infront of her to support herself as she moaned.
She could feel herself be pulled back towards the edge as she felt him deep inside of her. She could hear him grunting behind her and felt herself get hotter, the sounds of skin hitting skin and their noises the only things in the room.
Hermione moaned loudly as she was pulled over the edge when his fingers rubbed against her clit, Harry still fucking her through her orgasm and just as she was getting too sensitive, she felt him still behind her and spill into her, hearing him groan low in his throat.
Harry moved his hand from her clit to her stomach and rubbed his thumb up and down comfortingly, his other hand holding her steady on her hip. They stayed pressed together, Harry still deep within her for a few minutes before he gently pulled out, Hermione wincing slightly at the empty feeling after being so full for so long.
He gently turned her around to face him and pulled her against his strong chest as they both panted, coming down from their joined high.
"I love you," he whispered as he gently rubbed up and down her back through her school shirt.
"Love you too," she barely breathed against his chest before he carefully pulled back, still holding her up as she didn't think her legs would hold her up at the moment.
He silently cast a spell to clean them both up and bent down to retrieve her panties and skirt, carefully helping her step into both before standing up again and pulling her forwards to place a gentle kiss to her lips.
"What's the time?" Hermione asked as she sluggishly buttoned her shirt.
Harry looked at his watch, "5 to 1."
Hermione gasped and looked up at him, "5 to 1? We're gonna be late," she panicked as she started to button her shirt quicker.
"We'll be fine," Harry said as he leaned carelessly against the door waiting for his girlfriend to finish.
"I swear if you've made us late Harry James," she threatened as she cancelled the charm on the door and opened it.
"You weren't complaining five minutes ago," He teased as she grabbed his hand and pulled him along to make him move quicker.
"Shut up," She huffed as they speed walked to DADA.
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They made it to the classroom just on time, seeing the marauders and Lily looking at them with smirks on their face, seeing their messed up hair and that Hermione's buttons weren't all in the right order.
The couple made their way over to the two seats left in between James and Sirius, Harry sitting next to his godfather and Hermione next to James.
"So, did you two have fun exploring the castle," Sirius asked with air quotes.
"Yes, it was very informative," Hermione responded, her cheeks still flushed from her and Harry's activities and running there as she pulled out parchment and a quill. Harry just smiled and stayed silent.
"Oh really? Cause little Hazza here has something on his neck," Sirius teased as he pulled Harry's collar down a little more to better see the hickey that Hermione had left.
Harry batted his hand away and fixed his collar while Hermione glared at him. "What?" He asked, "I didn't leave it there."
"Shut up," she grumbled to her boyfriend causing the group to laugh.
Lily leaned around James and tapped Hermione gently on the shoulder. "Uh Hermione, your buttons…" she whispered to the blushing girl as she pointed to her shirt discretely.
Hermione looked down confusedly and immediately blushed a deeper shade of red noticing the state of her uniform.
"Harry," she admonished as she turned around in her chair to fix her buttons, glad they were at the back of the classroom again.
"Well I didn't button them Love," He chuckled as he watched his girlfriend.
"Well yes, but you made us late."
"If I recall you weren't exactly worried about the time when we were…"
"Shhh," the girl interrupted, her cheeks glowing an almost Weasley level red.
The group burst out laughing at the couples' bickering but couldn't say anything as the professor started the class.
Harry threaded his hand with Hermione's under the table and she huffed even as she squeezed his large hand before he placed a gentle kiss to her temple and a reluctant smile graced her lips.
"Love you," Harry whispered adoringly into her ear.
"Me too."
