Hermione Granger…Millie Bobby Brown
Charlotte Granger..Hayley Atwell.
Lyra Malfoy…Sydney Sweeney
Ginevra Rakepick…Sadie Sink
Patricia Rakepick…Jessica Chastain
Fleur Delacour..Ancilla Tilla
Victoria Krum…Nina Dobrev
The third task of the Triwizard Tournament approached. And Hermione Granger felt prepared to do what it took to win. She had been training for months now, sharpening her skills. She prepared herself for the final confrontation in the tournament. Hermione wondered precisely what she was going to do.
Unlike the other tasks, Hermione had no idea what it was going to be. But, she was sure that she could handle anything.
"Hello, Hermione."
"Mum."
Charlotte Granger waited at the edge of the Great Hall for her daughter. Hermione's pregnant mother, and Hermione knew who was responsible for that, moved over. She moved around and hugged her other.
"David, couldn't make it," Charlotte said.
"Good," Hermione said.
She did not want her father here to taint this day with the stench of his constant failure. Hermione noticed Fleur Delacour and Victoria Krum greeting their parents. None of them had been told what this task was.
"Don't make any sudden moves Karkaroff!"
"I swear, I'm innocent! You can't pin this on me."
"You tampered with the Goblet of Fire," Rakepick said. "My investigation is finished. Magic leaves behind a trace and the spells which put out Miss Granger's name traces back to do. Don't deny you wanted to humiliate Hogwarts!"
"I wanted my champion to defeat the best wizard, or so you claim," Karkaroff said. "Not some Mudblood who can barely…"
Karkaroff had been silenced and gagged. The Ministry Aurors lead off the Durmstrang Headmaster. Krum flashed an indifferent gaze. Fleur just shook her head and murmured something to a younger girl, who must have been her sister to smile. And then they both looked at Hermione.
"Well, we should have known, shouldn't we?" Lyra asked her.
"Karkaroff wanted to humiliate Hogwarts," Ginevra said. "But, he's the one who is getting humiliated."
Hermione frowned. Perhaps she was looking into things a bit too much, but there was something about Karkaroff who seemed a bit too surprised. Hermione shook her head.
"Miss Granger, today is the final task," Rakepick told her. "And despite the criminal who tampered with this tournament being uncovered, I still expect victory."
"You will get victory, Professor," Hermione said.
"Make Hogwarts proud," Rakepick said. "And make Harry proud. And your reward will redefine eternal glory."
Hermione smiled. That was the reward, although she was after something more personal for Harry. Hermione realized how the year began and it would end with her on top, the Triwizard Winner. Hermione Granger would not be remembered as some silly little Muggleborn.
"Ready?" Harry asked.
"Yes," Hermione said.
"You'll win," Harry said. "Fight like your life counts on it."
Hermione wanted Harry to qualify that statement. However, Harry kissed her which drove any thought of self-doubt out of her mind. Hermione realized how addictive Harry's kisses were. It was almost like he was an Incubus who claimed a little bit of her soul every time he came in contact with her.
Hermione cast the absurd thought out of her mind. It was just the anticipation of the tournament that was getting to her and stirring up Hermione in all of the worst ways possible. She could win. She would win. Hermione had to win, no matter what.
It was like some mantra hitting Hermione at all points. Hermione closed her eyes.
The third task in the Triwizard Tournament. And there were people cheering for her. Hermione had no idea this would ever happen. Her stomach did flips and she took a deep breath.
"Welcome to the Third Task of the Triwizard Tournament."
This was it. The big one. The one Hermione had been waiting for. She was excited.
"Our three champions will step into the center of the ring. And fight until there is one witch left standing. The winning witch will be the Triwizard Champion, a thousand galleons richer, and as a bonus, will have a night uninterrupted and alone with Harry Potter."
Hermione bit down on her lip. It did make her wonder what the task would be if Harry was involved as he should be. Fleur and Victoria looked determined to win.
"Hold nothing back," Rakepick said. "May the best witch win."
Fleur and Krum eyed up Hermione. Hermione did not back down from them at all. She pointed her wand at them. And instantly, Krum sent a flare of purple light towards her. Hermione put up a shield spell, dropped it, rapid fired about a half a dozen spells, before she sent Krum staggering back.
The Veela champion came behind Hermione. Things were about to get hot with the fireballs Fleur flung at Hermione. Hermione evaded some, blocked others. Hermione groaned in frustration from the overarching throws of the fireballs. She had to fight both witches who were teaming up on her.
Which was Hermione trained for this. She would win this battle and win the third task. Hermione deflected the spells and caused both Victoria and Fleur to back off. Hermione sent flaming daggers at both of them. She trapped Krum behind a large wall of rock to turn her attention temporarily to Fleur.
Fleur's eyes glowed and she turned into a bird. Fleur rose up into the air and flung fireballs at Hermione. And razor sharp feathers which Hermione managed to avoid getting hit with.
"Oh, you like birds, do you?" Hermione asked. "Choke on these, harpy."
Hermione conjured a tornado of birds with razor sharp claws and bees. And then like something out of a Alfred Hitchcock wet dream, they started to maul Fleur. Fleur screamed in terror as the birds pecked and clawed at her. They would not do any lasting damage, but it would make the next few days rather uncomfortable to Fleur.
Plus the small amounts of venom on the tips of their beaks would prevent Fleur from attacking Hermione. The birds disappeared, but Hermione went in for the kill. She knocked Fleur down onto the ground and wrapped her up tightly.
Fleur Delacour vanished and had been knocked out of the tournament. Hermione spun around and avoided Krum's assault.
"I bet your Headmaster thought I would be easy," Hermione said. "Oh, that's a nice spell. Pity it didn't connect. Bit dark, but you're desperate. Because, I'm beating you, aren't I? I am, and the hero of the Quidditch World Cup is going to fall to a silly little Mudblood. I wonder what your peers at Durmstrang would think about that?"
Krum powered through with further attacks. Anger flooded her eyes when she tried to take out Hermione. Hermione dodged the attacks.
"Harry should be proud," she said.
"I know," Hermione said. "I'm the champion you thought would be a cakewalk. And look at me now."
Hermione's wand had been knocked out of her hand. Hermione disarmed Krum regardless, and then sent her flying. Krum's wandless magic abilities were not on point, not like Hermione's. Hermione sent a spike down onto the ground with Krum just fading away seconds later.
"The winner of the Triwizard Tournament is Hermione Granger of Hogwarts."
Hermione almost collapsed, but did not. She held herself up high. Hermione found herself in the center ring with the Triwizard Cup and she had been presented the prize money.
Finally, finally, Hermione did something worth smiling about. And it was not an easy fight.
X-X-X
"As promised."
Hermione found herself in a rather lavish bedroom face to face with a robe clad Harry Potter. The scent of the candles in the room relaxed Hermione. Harry pulled Hermione into him and kissed her. And it was an amazing kiss, with Harry's tongue commanding and invading Hermione's mouth. Hermione's clothes dropped to the ground one by one, and revealed a body which she was proud of. Curly brown hair, shaded slightly blonde, with a cute button nose, high cheekbones, and plump juicy lips, a slender neck, toned arms, round juicy breasts, a flat stomach, curvy hips, long legs, a thick arse, and beautiful feet. Harry laid Hermione down onto the bed and planted numerous kisses down her body.
Harry removed his robes and Hermione drank in the sight of his perfect body, practically quivering while looking at him.
"And you've earned this."
Rakepick's chastity charm had been removed. Hermione felt like she had seen the light after being trapped under ground for almost a year. The tip of Harry's cock brushed against her tender, virgin pussy. Harry kissed Hermione's neck and sucked on her neck.
Each touch brought a further fire into Hermione's body. Harry kissed down her body and got closer and closer. Hermione spread her legs and Harry planted a hot kiss down between her legs. Harry pressed his tongue into her pussy lips and started to lick. And when he did, his tongue started to vibrate inside of her. Hermione lost her mind when Harry kissed and licked her pussy.
Harry made a meal out of Hermione's pussy. Months of being denied caused Hermione to be backed up. And now this fantastic sorcerer was eating her out. Hermione's eyes glazed over from what Harry was doing to her. Then, Harry pulled out of her, and kissed up her body. Harry grabbed Hermione and pulled her into an hot embrace. His cock rubbed up against her entrance.
"Do you swear to do anything for me?"
"Yes," Hermione said. "Anything. As long as you put that cock inside of me. Fuck me and make me yours."
"Acceptable terms."
Harry spread Hermione's legs and lifted her up like she was light as a feather. Then, he pushed her down onto him. Harry's eyes widened when he could feel her tight pussy gobble around him. Harry ran his hands down Hermione's body and cupped her breasts.
Magic, that's what it was. Magic.
Hermione felt Harry's hands massaging her legs. Oh, she was so glad she removed all of that bothersome hair. So, she could feel Harry touch her bare flesh. A few indirect treats did not match what Hermione wanted. Hermione pushed up and down and she cried out in pleasure for him. Harry's hand zeroed in and squeezed her right nipple, unleashing a pleasure wave into her.
Harry ran his nail down Hermione's legs. Hermione's legs had been hoisted up above Harry's head so he could kiss them.
"You've waited for this for a long time," Harry said. "You were so bold and brash. Bending you over the long term was easy."
Hermione did not understand what Harry meant. Harry slowed down his thrusts and caused Hermione to whine. She wanted him. Then Harry sped it up.
"You're going to take my cum," Harry said. "And then there's no turning back."
"OOOH!" Hermione yelled. "I need it inside of me."
Hermione would be dead on the inside if Harry did not finish inside of her. Harry's balls slapped down against Hermione's thighs and made her clamp around him. She was hungry for Harry's seed and need coursed through Hermione's body when he pushed down into her. Hermione impaled her pussy down onto Harry's prick and groaned. Hermione's insides gobbled up Harry and released him, groaning when he filled her up from above. Hermione gasped and groaned when he started to pump his seed deep inside of her body.
Another cry followed, and Hermione milked Harry's rod. She should be spent with how hard she rode his cock. And instead, Hermione felt refreshed. Harry's seed filled up her body.
"What if I…"
"Not until I want you too," Harry said. "I've mastered death. Therefore, I control what life is created."
Hermione had been rolled over and Harry kissed her body. His hands worked their magic down onto her. Hermione let out another cry.
"It's been a long time coming, hasn't it, Miss Granger?" Harry asked. "Do you remember the first time you met me?"
"First year, in the train?" Hermione asked.
"Yes, you told me about all of the books you read about me," Harry said. "So bold and full of assumptions. Well, you know what they say about people that assume."
Hermione let out a soft and hungry squeal as Harry filled her up with his cck and fucked her body. Oh, Hermione had no idea what Harry was getting at right now. Then again, her brain was a little bit fuzzy from what Harry was doing to her. Harry slipped a hand down her back and made Hermione climax for his cock harder.
The sound of Harry's thick balls slapped against Hermione's thighs made her lose it. Hermione rose up for Harry to touch and cup her breasts. Harry toyed with them and made her finish for him again. Every orgasm made Hermione succumb deeper to Harry.
"This year presented a fresh opportunity," Harry said. "I'll give you credit. You worked hard. You did more than I thought you were capable of. You really wanted to please me, didn't you?"
"YES!" Hermione yelled.
"Because, I was your last chance," Harry said. "And to be fair, once I saw how far you were willing to go, I pushed you even further. And I tested your limits. And you tested some of your own without any prodding. All it took was the right motivation."
Harry pounded Hermione harder. Hermione tightened her walls around Harry.
"And I gave you all of the motivation that I ever needed. You won the Triwizard Tournament, just to have a chance to be bedded by me. I admit, it was a risky gambit to get you involved in the tournament in the first place. Everyone told me this would destroy the myth that I always did everything perfect. But, everything worked out. Just like I intended to."
'You…you…"
"Yes," Harry said. "I was the one who put your name in the Goblet of Fire. And everyone knew it. Karkaroff was the easy fall guy."
"Thank you," Hermione said. "I wouldn't have gotten the confidence to do what I need to do without you. And I couldn't enjoy you fucking me."
"Mmm, that's nice," Harry said. "And you have a nice tight pussy. And it's for me now. I know you're going to be devoted to me for the rest of your life. And beyond."
Hermione made a sexy sound, or at least she thought. Harry's powerful balls slapped against her. Hermione tightened around Harry for dear life. Harry leaned in and lightly, gently tugged on Hermione's hair. Hermione let out a soft gurgle with Harry pounding deep inside of her. Harry went deeper and slammed harder into her. Hermione thought she would have lost it.
And then, like a refreshing cool sensation, Harry pounded the seed into her body. Harry dumped every last drop of Hermione's body, emptying every last drop of seed inside of her. Hermione tightened and milked Harry's big prick until it dumped into her.
And then, Hermione felt refreshed. Harry climbed between her legs. Oh, he dumped a huge load inside of her and yet his cock was still brushing against her. By all rights, Hermione should have been pounding him raw. Hermione wrapped her les eagerly around Harry and pulled him closer. Harry plunged down all the way into Hermione. Harry kissed her and Hermione eagerly returned the kiss. Harry's lips fueled her desire as Harry buried deep inside of her. Harry looked Hermione straight into her eye, peering into her soul.
The soul, Hermione figured, which belonged to him. Hermione let out another squeal of pleasure as Harry rammed deep inside of her from above. Hermione tightened around him.
"You've been looking into spells to raise the dead, to give me the one gift no woman ever has before," Harry said. "There are certain rituals, but there is a price to pay. But, I believe things will work out. And now you cum for me, darling."
Hermione closed her walls around Harry and milked him. Harry pushed deep inside of her.
"We have to push you to the limit, to see if it will work," Harry said. "For months you've been training for this moment. And let it all out again."
Every single backed up orgasm made Hermione cum at once. She was eager to serve Harry and to give her body up to his pleasure. Harry submerged his cock deep inside of Hermione and rode her to another orgasm. Hermione clutched around his cock. Harry rubbed the bottoms of her feet and sent a thrill of pleasure that Hermione did not know.
"A little bit closer."
Hermione found herself recharged despite having orgasmed several times. The power Harry gave off was intoxicating. Those green eyes were burning into hers. Hermione could not look away, even if she wanted to and she never wanted to. Harry kept plunging into her and riding Hermione to endless orgasms. The cum soaked Harry's cock and he slid deeper inside of her. Harry ran his fingers down Hermione's legs and made her tingle.
The build up in energy in her body made Hermione feel lighter than air. This was what every woman felt when Harry fucked them? No wonder so many witches much older and more powerful than him bent to Harry's will and his prick. Hermione had no hope. But, maybe she did not care. Maybe this was the best she could hope out of life?
Harry plowed her tight body and made Hermione climax even more vigorously for him. Harry slammed down into Hermione's tight quim and filled her up more rapidly. Harry held onto her and pounded Hermione something fierce. Her thighs grew numb the faster Harry plowed inside of her. Harry dragged his nails against Hermione's nipples and let her orgasm hard for him, milking his big fat cock as Harry plunged down inside of her. Hermione came unglued and rapidly milked Harry's cock.
Hermione hungered for Harry and he pushed into her. Hermione saw stars from her latest orgasm. Harry plunged deeper inside of her. Harry leaned in and made Hermione utterly long every touch. Harry teased and toyed with Hermione until she unleashed an explosion of cum down onto his cock.
"Harry," Hermione gasped.
"Here it comes."
Hermione lost it from Harry dumping his seed into her. Harry's seed spilled into her body. Hermione lost it more and more, climaxing what felt like dozens of times as Harry dumped an endless amount of seed into her body. The only explanation Hermione could think of as to why she could hold this much, was magic.
Hermione felt like she was pregnant with septuplets. A growing light surrounded her.
"She's ready for her ultimate purpose."
Hermione's entire world swam around her as she felt warm and then chilled. And then something beyond all explanation followed.
To Be Concluded in the Final Chapter.