Chapter 7: Transformation & Temptation

For the rest of the year, Harry and Angelina never spoke about their kiss in the carriages during the Yule Ball. They were still good friends, however.

That summer, Harry's relatives went on vacation, and Angelina's parents were out of town. Angelina invited Harry over to her house to watch a movie. Both being raised by Muggles, they had things in common like this.

When Harry arrived, Angelina sat them both on the couch and popped in the Muggle film Beauty and the Beast. As the film progressed, however, Angelina found herself focusing less on it and more on Harry beside her. His spiking height, handsome face and those developing muscles. She began to feel strangely aroused.

And as the Transformation scene approached, she felt hot blood rush to her core, accompanied by a burning desire to have wild sex with Harry Potter.

As the Beast was dying, she called out, "Hey, Potter." He barely had turned before she pulled him to her and kissed him on the lips. Harry stiffened before relaxing into it.

Neither was paying attention to the movie now. But as the music picked up to signal the beginning of the Transformation, Angelina deepened the kiss. Their lips became more frenzied in their engagement. Angelina tentatively opened her mouth to Harry; she was shocked when he rammed his tongue inside. She gasped, nearly choking on the thing as it went down her throat. Her hands fisted into Harry's black hair, her nails digging into his scalp - to keep her in reality even as her eyes closed in pleasure.

She could hear the scales telling her the Beast was beginning to rise. Assertively, she pushed Harry back into the couch and quickly straddled his lap. His hands splayed across her back; she made Harry help her remove her top and throw it to the floor. Still kissing like mad, there would be no McGonagall to stop them now….

Harry's hands came to rest on her hips, before he began rolling back the hem of her short skirt. He found the waistband of her knickers and pulled them halfway down her long, black thighs - even as Angelina was opening the fly in his trousers. Slipping her hand inside, she found Harry's erection and began to rub it fast and hard, readying him for her. Harry moaned into her mouth.

The music vaguely told Angelina that the Beast had finished rising and she became even more aroused. Forcing his rock-hard member through the open fly, Harry pushed up into Angelina's vagina just as the Transformation was beginning.

"Mmmmm…" Angelina groaned against Harry's lips, her hands splaying across his back and her nails digging into the flesh there. She hadn't had sex in so bloody long - and he was so big!

She insistently rocked her hips into his pelvis, and Harry wasted no time. He began to thrust into Angelina, in and out, in and out. Harry came inside of Angelina before either of them knew it, just as the music indicated the Beast's face was turning into a man's. Angelina didn't mind Harry orgasming so fast. Her thoughts drifted lazily as they kissed. It's his first time, after all, he's probably nervous…..

The shagging became faster and faster and more frantic; the springs in the couch screeched in protest as Angelina bounced up and down on Harry's cock now; muffling her cries of pleasure into his lips. Just as the music swelled to indicate the Prince was turning to face Belle, she climaxed; breaking the kiss at last and throwing her head back with a cry as her juices spilled all around them.

Angelina stared at Harry for a long moment. She began to run her fingers through his hair flirtatiously. Then she stared into his long green eyes. She smiled widely. There was no question. She was in love now.

"I knew it was you!" she gasped. Her voice echoed oddly, until she realized she had said this the same time Belle said "It is you!" to the Prince during the film.

Harry pushed back Angelina's dark hair out of her face, running his fingers through it intimately. Cupping her face in his hands, he leaned in just as she was and pressed his lips to hers. Angelina grabbed at him and pulled him deeper in, making the kiss crackle with passion, just as the music swelled and told her that the characters on screen had kissed and were kissing just as enthusiastically as she and her Quidditch teammate now were. After what seemed like several days, Harry and Angelina broke apart and stared at each other for a long moment, before beginning to laugh. They kissed chastely, before Angelina gracefully pulled herself from Harry and slipped off his lap. Both redressed and kissed for the rest of the movie.