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Later in the day Harry received a response from William explaining that he had his own pensive so he didn't need to bring one to their meetings. He also said he'd be more then happy to help him with his legal matters. In total his healing and legal treatments would cost him five thousand galleons which was the going rate at the time. They agreed to meet on Saturday in a VIP room in the three broomsticks which was charmed so Madam Rosmerta couldn't tell anyone else who was in there even if she had been charmed to do so. It was the only place that guaranteed them total privacy as no one would see you leave the room together either part of charm of course. That evening in his rooms after classes, after he'd finally had a chance to think about what happened to him that day he was indeed freaked out.

"Harry you don't need to panic. Remember she can't go to Hogsmeade yet!" Hermione soothed.

"Yes I know that but she assumed I'd invite her which would be the only reason she'd ever be allowed to come. To be honest it was quite scary. Obviously I'd never invite her but we'll have to seriously watch our backs. You didn't hear her in the hospital wing. Look at me panicking for no good reason. Oh come here you!" he said reaching out and pulling her into his arms where he kissed her senseless shocking her. He had put so much passion into it.

All of a sudden he had this overwhelming desire to make Hermione come. It would seriously satisfy him and give him a huge ego if he could and if could be the only man who ever had.

He brought her towards the couch and lay her down waving his wand over her as her uniform took itself off and folded neatly in the corner. He gulped as he instantly hardened at seeing the size of her boobs. Clearly she had bought a uniform one size too large to hide this. He wasn't happy about that but then decided he didn't want other guys to be able to see it either. She was rather large there being a c cup in size. He gently removed her bra tenderly watching as her nipples pebbled into hard diamond like mounds as the air hit them. He leaned in brushing his finger tips over them loving the feeling of them in his hands. She mewled as he leaned in and sucked on her sensitive buds feeling sheer ecstasy. Nothing had ever felt this good in her life. Sliding down her body he gently removed her underwear to look at her sex in all it's glory. It was shaved with a little line going up slightly. He really had no idea how to do this and was embarrassed by it. He leaned in smelling and realised he could also smell parts of his amortentia.

He cautiously flicked his tongue out to gently graze her slit. "Oh good god sweet merlin on a broomstick YES!" she called out highly mortified by what he was making her say. She could no longer control her voice though and saw that to get angry about it would be pointless. He rubbed up against something firm shocked when she shivered and gasped. Had he hurt her?

"Oh my god Hermione are you ok? I didn't hurt you did I? I mean you shivered!" he said sounding highly alarmed.

"Harry that's the spot in which all women love to be touched and each of us reacts differently. You could never truly hurt me so stop worrying so much. Besides which I do have a voice and can say no if I want to" she said smiling as she slowly dragged his face back to where it had been. Knowing that it was a sensitive spot for her made him super happy and most confident. He licked firmly at it and sucking it into mouth while his fingers travelled upwards to massage her nipples. This was all she could take as she called out fuck a couple of times and came whining loudly. He was most shocked as when he sat back to admire her she was still shivering and had the most satisfied look on her face he'd ever seen. She smiled brightly at him feeling closer to him then ever. It was obvious they weren't yet ready to go the whole way but this was wonderful.

She leaned down and grabbed him by his arm and brought him towards her for a kiss. With a wave of her wand she was clean and in some fresh pyjamas. She waved her wand again as his clothes went to the corner. She slipped her hand into his boxer grasping his thick hard member gasping at his size. He was bigger then she'd thought he would be. He wiggled his hips as his underwear slipped down his legs. He was so nervous she would dislike greatly what she saw there startled as her eyes bugged out and she smiled widely. "I mean the time to go all the way is not now and even I know we won't be ready for that for a while but holy hell you're huge. Will it even fit?" she asked him in awe making him blush deeply something he didn't like.

"Hermione I am sure it will fit just fine. What are you...? Oh fuck yes!" he called out as she slipped him into her mouth which was hot, wet and very inviting. As she bobbed her head back and forth fully soaking his shaft he mewled out. He was so close. "Oh good god yes! Ugh my sack woman!" he moaned out not thinking about how he was speaking and practically screamed in pleasure as she wrung his sack gently in her fingers. He didn't have time to warn her that he was about to come as she moved away from him and exploded all over her boobs as she released him from her mouth giggling. He was panting his head off as though he'd run a race and a quick spell had cleaned them both up once more. They fell into bed that night exhausted but mightily satisfied. It was the morning time when he got a letter waking him up.

Dear Lord Harry James Potter,

I have done some investigations as per your previous letter into the location and identity of Mr Percival Brian. I have done this as you know to find out more about who he is as a person. I have discovered he has a bank account with over twenty million galleons in it only half of which has been spent. When I asked for a description of him which the bank found very strange indeed I was informed he had long brown hair, green eyes and a long brown beard. They said he lives the life of a bit of recluse these days merely enjoying writing more books and the profits they give him.

I have researched the books. No where on the books does it say that they are fact but it doesn't explicitly say they are fiction either which is wrong. I feel personally because it doesn't say they are fictional that people are taking for granted they are factual something this author is quite frankly capitalising on. I will be meeting up with him on Friday. I have proclaimed myself a major fan and wish to bask in his genius for a while. We will see who he really is then and what the hell he has to say for himself. It is not safe for me to tell you where we are meeting.

On Saturday when I see you I will tell you what happened at the meeting and then we shall begin our regular healing sessions. I feel that at the start of each of these sessions I may have some legal information we need to discuss so we'll always do that first if that is the case. I wish you a good day and I'll see you in a few days.

Signed,

Lord William Harrison D'souza.

Harry read the letter intrigued as to what he'd find out on Saturday but left now for his classes. That would be an interesting meeting for sure.