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Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Underage Category: F/F, F/M, Multi Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Relationship: Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger/Severus Snape,

Hermione Granger/Harry Potter, Hermione Granger/Harry Potter/Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger/Viktor Krum, Hermione Granger/Ginny Weasley, Katie Bell/Angelina Johnson/Fred Weasley/George Weasley, Hermione Granger/Neville Longbottom, Hermione Granger/Dean Thomas, Neville Longbottom/Luna Lovegood, Luna Lovegood/Harry Potter, Hermione Granger/Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley, Hermione Granger/Ginny Weasley/Luna Lovegood/Blaise Zabina/Cormac McLaggen, Fleur Delacour/Bill Weasley, Hermione Granger/Luna Lovegood, Hermione Granger/Luna Lovegood/Ron Weasley/Harry Potter, Hermione Granger/Colin Creevey/Dennis Creevey, Vincent Crabbe/Gregory Goyle/Hermione Granger, Harry Potter/Nymphadora Tonks

Character: Hermione Granger, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Ginny Weasley, George Weasley, Fred Weasley, Fleur Delacour, Dean Thomas, Neville Longbottom, Luna Lovegood, Severus Snape, Angelina Johnson, Katie Bell, Mr Borgin (Harry Potter), Cormac McLaggen, Blaise Zabini, Bill Weasley, Viktor Krum, Draco Malfoy, Vincent Crabbe, Gregory Goyle, Colin Creevey, Dennis Creevey, Nymphadora Tonks

Additional Tags: Anal Sex, Threesome - F/M/M, Threesome - F/F/M, Oral Sex, Public Sex, Classroom Sex, Foursome - F/F/M/M, Blackmail, Mind Control

Stats: Published: 2021-07-13 Chapters: 20/20 Words: 109993

Harry Potter and the Lure of Lust by drchemist

Summary

After being exposed to a lust potion, Harry, Ron and Hermione must navigate the drug reeking havoc in their system while going to year 6 of Hogwarts and dealing with the mounting return of Lord Voldemort. Takes place roughly during Half-Blood Prince./users/drchemist/pseuds/drchemist

Hermione / Ron / Harry

Title: Harry Potter And The Lure Of Lust: Part 1 - An Unexpected Twist Show: Harry Potter Author: The Chemist Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters or settings. I make no money from this story. Pairings: Hermione/Ron/Harry Codes: mmf, Oral

It had been quite the hell-bending few months for Harry Potter. After surviving a battle with the Death Eaters, including Lord Voldermort, Harry had to go and spend the summer with his dreadful uncle Vernon and the Dursleys. This wasn't always the plan but after Sirius Black, his godfather, was killed in the battle, poor Harry had no choice.

Luckily Dumbledore came to his rescue once again and allowed him to go and stay with Ron and the Weasleys at the Burrow for the last weeks of summer. Not only was Harry going to be spending time with his best friend Ron and his sister Ginny, whom he secretly had a crush on, he also got to see Hermione who was also visiting the Burrow.

"Thanks again for letting me stay Mr. and Mrs. Weasley," Harry said for the umpteenth time in a short amount of time.

"It's no trouble at all my boy," Mr. Weasley said.

"Agreed. But it's 1 in the morning and you need your sleep. You'll have Fred and George's room since they are living in Diagon Alley in that flat above their joke shop," Mrs. Weasley informed.

"Thank you Mrs. Weasley. How is their business going by the way," Harry asked.

"Surprisingly well! They may not have been the best students but they know how to get a laugh and push product," Mr. Weasley replied. "But we can talk more later my boy, go get some rest."

Harry thanked them one more time. He didn't want to seem ungrateful especially considering the hell that was living with the Dursley's. His trunk was already in the bedroom, which currently resembled more a temporary warehouse than a place two identical twins slept. Making a path to the bed as quietly as he could, Harry was asleep the second his head hit the pillow.

It had only felt like he'd been sleeping a second or two, but Harry was awoken to the door being flung open and the drapes being instantly separated to reveal the bright sunshine flooding his room.

"What's going on," Harry said while still half asleep.

"We didn't you were at the Burrow yet," an excited and familiar girl's voice said.

"You bloke! You should have woke us last night as soon as you got here," an voice boomed, this time a deeper and more manly one.

Harry reached to the nightstand and tossed on his glasses. It took his eyes a few seconds longer than normal to adjust but then he say the faces of his two best friends. Hermione took a seat at the end of Harry's bed while Ron pulled up a cardboard box before Harry filled them in about his

crummy summer.

"I thought I heard a bunch of commotion going on up here," Ginny said as she appeared in the doorway.

"Hi Ginny," Harry said. He had secretly been crushing on the youngest Weasley for quite some time but didn't want Ron to find out as he figured it would rightly ruin their friendship.

At that moment, a bunch of food trays came floating up the stairs. Apparently, Mrs. Weasley had made breakfast and felt that the teenagers would appreciate getting to spend more time together as opposed to sitting around a table with her. Whatever the reason, the four of them were happy to eat with one another and continuing talking about the summer. However, once they heard footsteps coming up the stairs shortly after they were done eating, they knew they were being broken up.

"Hello again Harry," Mrs. Weasley said while popping her head in the door. "Ginny, come downstairs. Fleur and I need your help."

Fleur had recently taken resident at the Burrow as well. Her and Bill had gotten engaged over the summer and now the beautiful but irritating woman was staying with the Weasley's while Bill was off hunting dragons. However, Fleur was driving Ginny, her mother and Hermione mad while Ron could only notice how gorgeous she was.

"I'm talking to my friends mom," Ginny shouted back.

"I said NOW!"

"Bloody hell. I'm coming," Ginny shouted to her mum before addressing her friends. "We're making soup and other crap for lunch and dinner so we'll be at least 45 minutes. I'll come get you when it's ready."

Normally Hermione would have offered to help and take part of the load off Ginny, but Hermione had just about had her fill of Fleur and wasn't going to volunteer for more time with her. Ginny went off down the stairs, leaving the three best friends to talk amongst themselves again.

"What's this I wonder," Hermione said aloud before lifting what appeared to be a perfume bottle.

"Not mine I can guarantee you that," Harry declared, getting a laugh from his mate Ron.

"Must have been left behind by Fred and George, meaning its not ready for the joke shop so be careful," Ron warned.

It was too late. Hermione pulled on the rubber end of the bottle and a big gush of pink mist shot out of the opening. The mist hit all three of them in the face since they were occupying such a small space from each other, instantly traveling up their noses as they took a breath in.

"That is extremely pleasant," Hermione shared, feeling all her troubles leaving her thoughts.

"It really is," Harry agreed. "That is a very seductive scent."

"Definitely," Ron added. "And might I say Hermione, you are looking rather beautiful these days."

Ron didn't know what had come over him to actually say those words. He meant every one of them however he never thought he'd have the courage to actually tell the brainy girl. He watched Hermione's face for her reaction and he was happy to see that her cheeks started to turn a bright pink color almost immediately.

"I have to agree with me best mate Hermione. You do look stunning," Harry said, making the girl blush even more.

Harry was in the same boat as Ron as he also didn't know what came over him and made him voice that opinion. Both 17-year-old boys were right in their statements though. Hermione was no longer the buck-tooth 11-year-old they first meet on the Hogwarts Express. 6 years had done wonders as she now had long, toned legs that Harry was imagining wrapped around his waist at the moment. She'd grown taller and her breasts had developed as well, Ron guessing that each perky globe would take up a bit more than his hand.

Hermione could feel both of her friends eyes looking at her body intently, staring at her newly grown curves. Rather than being disgusted, like she normally would have been, Hermione was getting turned on by their sudden attention. Standing up from the foot of the bed, she slowly walked over to the window and drew the drapes shut. She made sure to really swing her curvy hips from side to side during her walk to give the boys a better chance to appreciate her perfectly rounded ass, which they happily did.

"Why'd you close the drapes Hermione," Harry asked smugly.

"I think you know exactly why I did that," Hermione answered before sauntering back to the bed.

Standing right in front of the boy with the lightning scar, she bent down and planted her lips right on to his. They both felt a jolt of electricity flow through them as they kissed with more passion then either of them knew they were capable of doing. They had already parted their lips and were allowing their tongues to dance with one another, each trying to gain the upper hand but neither one letting the other to do so.

Ron watched on as his best friend kissed the girl that he was falling in love with for the past few years. However, instead of being mad at the scene in front of him, the red-haired boy was getting excited, evident by the growing erection beneath his pants.

"Hope you didn't think I forgot about you," she said to Ron having just broken her kiss with Harry.

Her amazing legs walked her petite frame over to her other best friend and straddled his lap. Ron's face showed a mixture of excitement and nerves, but once Hermione's lips brushed his own, he got straight down to business. Wrapping his long arms around her tight body, one went around her toned waist while the other snaked up to press the back of her head so that their lips were crushed together.

"Is that a wand in your pocket or am I getting you excited," Hermione joked before continuing kissing Ron.

"Haha...well my wand is back in my room so I'll let you figure out what's poking you," Ron laughed before shifting back into serious mode.

"And this isn't my wand either Hermione," Harry said after approaching her from behind. With his body pressed tightly against her back and the bulge in his pants rubbing her lower back, the Chosen One bent down and started to kiss the side of her neck while using his hands to grab a handful each of her firm boobs.

"I was hoping they belonged to you," Hermione said while taking each hand and rubbing each of their erections. "But I still have mine."

Hermione pulled her wand out from her pocket. Neither of the boys knew why she was now

wielding it and they wouldn't have minded if it wasn't for the fact that she stopping touching their hardened cocks. Pointing her wand at the bedroom door she shouted, "Muffliato!"

The boys now knew why she used her wand, with the Muffliato spell, the door wouldn't allow any noise to escape to room. Hermione was always the smart one, the one that was always thinking but now she was horny as hell and no one knew why. Not that any of them cared at the moment, all they cared about was getting off.

"How about we get these pesky clothes off," Harry proposed. "They're so constricting after all."

"Brilliant idea Harry," she replied.

Before the words were even out of her mouth, the Chosen One already had his fingers wrapped around the hem of her shirt. With a steady upwards force, the small cotton fabric was peeling off her creamy white skin and finally off her altogether. Ron then reached around her petite frame and unhooked for bra, allowing the black top to come off before being thrown to the floor.

"Blimey Hermione, you're beautiful," Ron stated with honesty.

Harry had to agree with his best mate. Hermione had developed into a gorgeous girl and that was before he saw her topless. Her boobs were just as perky as they both imagined and slightly bigger than they thought, especially given her narrow waist. To top it off, her small pink nipples look irresistible as both wizards wanted one in their mouths to suck on.

Working in wordless unison, Harry reached around Hermione and started to lightly pull on her nipples to get them erect while Ron started off on getting her pants off. By having her lean back against Harry's chest, he had better access to undoing her belt buckle and jeans. Once they were finally loosened, Harry lifted her up into the air while Ron tugged down on her last remaining clothing until her pants, panties and socks joined the mess on the floor.

Harry lowered their best friend down onto her back on Fred's old bed before he and Ron got a full look on what they were working with. Hermione was lying with her legs slightly spread so that the boys could get a good look at her bright pink pussy that was screaming for them to fuck. She had a nicely trimmed patch of light brown pubic hair above her hole, but Harry had other ideas.

"Removo capillus," Harry said as he pointed his wand at Hermione's crotch.

Instantly, the patch of hair she once had was completely removed, leaving her bald as could be. It was the only thing that could have made the 17-year-old girl look any sexier.

"Where'd you learn that one mate," Ron asked about the new spell.

"From Sirius. After the full moon he needed to shave off some extra hair," Harry replied.

"Love the new look," Hermione said while trolling her new bare skin with her fingers. "Now are you two going to get naked and fuck me or what?"

The boys exchanged a look of pure glee and started to strip down. Within second, both 17-year old boys had pulled off their shirts, taken down their pants and boxers and were standing in front of the sexy girl completely nude. Hermione sat up on the bed to get a better appreciation of what she had to work with and was not disappointed in the least.

"Ugghh," both of them moaned as her small hands wrapped around each of their cocks and lightly stroked them.

Both were already fully hard so Hermione's hand glided smoothly along their shafts. Harry's appeared slightly longer at 8 inches, but Ron was thicker. She was also surprised to see how muscular Ron was underneath all of her clothes. Just looking at his large arms and chiseled pecs were making her wetter by the second.

"Mind if I do the honors," Ron asked his best friend.

"Not as long as we switch after," Harry replied.

The Chosen One went and stood at the head of the bed and encouraged the beautiful witch to lay down on her back. The height of the mattress was perfect, as Harry's penis was in a line with Hermione's lips. Not needing to read his mind in order to know what to do, the brown-haired girl parted her lips and encompassed the tip of his rod into her wet mouth.

"Bloody hell," he groaned at the sensation of having his penis sucked on by the skilled witch.

Ron couldn't help but feel a slight bit of jealous as he watched his best friend with his cock inside the mouth of the girl he secretly had a crush on. That small feeling went away rather quickly by positioning himself between her open legs and rubbing the head of his fat penis through her wet slit. He thought about giving her pussy a few licks to get it lubed up, but the bushy haired witch seemed fine in that department.

"Ahhh," Hermione grunted with half pleasure, half pain as Ron stuck the first inch of himself into her virgin hole.

"Don't worry Hermy, I'll go slow," Ron comforted her. "Before you know it, you'll be cumming all over me."

"Mmm," she replied in agreeance, her words unable to form since her tongue was being used to massage the underside of Harry's long penis that was gliding into her mouth.

Ron slowly pushed into her tightness and added a second inch before stopping his progress altogether. To help her loosen up, he withdrew almost completely before pushing back into her canal. He did this for a minute before adding the next inch then repeated the process all over again. After 5 minutes, both he and Hermione were surprised when his short, wiry pubic hair was touching her smooth skin above her slit.

"I thought you were a virgin," Ron asked, mystified why there was no hymen.

"There were some nights alone in the dormitory when some of us girls got in need of each other," she answered.

"Our Hermione swings both ways," Harry said with a big grin on his face. "Very sexy."

With his being the first time her lips were freed from around Harry's shaft, the young witch decided to change up her technique. Starting at the sensitive tip of his cock, she used her skilled tongue to lick down his hard cock until she got to his hairless sac. Giving it a few light passes with her tongue, Hermione opened her mouth and took one ball into her mouth and proceeded to suck on it.

Harry had to clinch his fists as the pleasure was a lot to handle. The horny witch hadn't forgot about his penis either, as while she was taking turns sucking on each of his balls, she was also using her small hand to stroke the length of him quickly, yet smoothly.

Meanwhile at the other end of the bed, Ron was now ably to move effortlessly into Hermione's

pussy. His slow and repeated small thrusts had allowed him to get all 7 inches of his thick penis into his dream girl and also loosened her up. She was still extremely tight but at least he could now pump his entire length into her with feeling like his skin was going to rip off.

"Ohhh Ron," Hermione moaned around the ball that was inside her mouth.

Since her body was being so responsive, the young red-haired boy was pounding into her small hole with as much force and speed that his teenage body could generate. He watched on from above her as the collision from their bodies crashing together over and over made her firm breasts bounce up and down, much to his delight.

"I think you might like this Hermy," Ron said.

Using just one hand to now hold himself up over her lithe frame, Ron used his free hand to snake down between their bodies. Finally finding his target, the muscular boy started to rub her extremely sensitive clitoris.

"AHHHHHH," Hermione yelled at the top of her lungs.

They were lucky that she had the presence of mind to cast the Muffliato spell before they got started or else the rest of the house surely would have found them out as the bushy haired witch had the most intense orgasm of her life. Ron had to grind his teeth together in order for himself not to cum since her pussy had clamped around his shaft like nothing he'd ever felt in his entire life.

"You're a screamer Hermione," Harry said. "It's always good to learn new things about friends."

"Oh my God that was intense," Hermione finally spoke while running her hand through her sweat- laced hair.

"Why don't you let Hermy clean you off with her talented mouth while I get a chance inside her mate," Harry asked.

"Sounds good. I need a change of pace right now or I'd be done in no time," Ron answered.

Both he and Hermione felt disappointed when his large shaft was pulled from her tight hole, but she knew that the vacancy would be filled quickly. She noticed that Ron was walking on slightly wobbling legs so she gestured for him to have a seat against the headboard, which he gladly accepted. To accommodate him, Hermione rolled off of her back so that she was now propped up on her hands and knees with her curvy ass in the air.

Harry had already walked to the other end of the bed and climbed up onto the mattress before seeing Hermione changing positions. Doggy-style was his favorite of the sex positions, at least when he watched people having sex in naughty films he occasionally saw.

"Mind if I try out another hole back here," Harry asked while lightly dragging the tip of his spit- cocked penis over her tightly constricted asshole.

"I may be horny as hell and open to just about anything but that is one hole that is off limits to everyone, including the Chosen One," Hermione answered while looking over her shoulder.

Harry thought it was a long shot but it was always worth a try. Grabbing his penis at the base, he lowered it down another inch and pressed it into Hermione's soaking wet hole. He couldn't help but note how amazing it felt to have his member slide into a girl's pussy for the first time, the only fact making it better was that it belonged to his best friend, Hermione.

Ron was now sitting on the bed with his back resting against the wooden headboard in front of Hermione's sexy face. He knew the exact moment Harry crammed his tool into her pussy by the change in her facial expression. Biting her lip, Hermione let her head drop so that she could soak in all of the pleasure of having a long cock probe her insides and hitting all the right places. Even though she had an orgasm no more than a few minutes ago, she could already feel her body prepping itself for the next one.

"Don't think I forgot about you Ron," Hermione said.

"It still is covered in your juices from your pussy. Should I whip it off," Ron asked her.

"You do and I'll hex you," she warned him playfully.

Hermione opened her mouth and took the first 3 inches of Ron's wide penis into her mouth. Making sure to take her time and suck off ever trace of her cum, the witch bobbed up and down him until she had cleaned him off thoroughly. Motivated to take in all of his cock into her mouth, Hermione slid her lips further down his pole until the head was pressing against the back of her throat. Concentrating with all of her might, she was able to loosen her muscles in the back of her mouth and slip Ron's member into her throat so that her lips were wrapped around the very base of his cock.

As Ron was receiving the best blowjob (only blowjob to date) of his life, Harry continued to hammer into Hermione's pussy. He had started off slow, just like his mate Ron had done earlier, by just pushing an inch into the smoking hot teenager. Once he had fully immersed his entire length into her soaking wet hole, he started to increase the tempo as he withdrew before sliding back into her. With each passing minute he started to go faster until finally he was grabbing a hold of her rounded hips and slamming his penis into her with all the energy in his body.

"I'm so tasty," Hermione stated.

"Yeah and you are still so tight," Harry groaned as he felt his balls start to swell. "I'm going to cum soon."

"You and my both mate," Ron agreed as he felt Hermione's throat close in around his shaft again.

"Just make sure you let me orgasm too," she voiced up again. "I won't be very long."

As Hermione took a breath, she put back Ron's cock deep into her throat. This time it proved too much for the second youngest Weasley. He felt his body start to shutter before realizing that he was about to cum. Grabbing a handful of Hermione's long brown hair, he felt the first blast leave him and shoot down her opened throat.

"UGGHHH," Ron grunted.

His load grunt tipped Hermione off that Ron was ready to cum. Sure enough, she felt the first streak of the hot fluid smack the back of her throat and slide down. She took him out from inside her throat so that she could rest the tip of his penis on her tongue so that every drop of his semen coated the inside of her mouth. Now better able to taste his load, and Harry's relentless deep pounding into her pussy, Hermione started to experience another powerful orgasm.

"AHHH," Hermione moaned. "Oh yes...I'm cumming!"

Harry felt a sense of pride that the first time he had sex with a girl that he was able to make her orgasm. He immediately felt her wet hole get a lot snugger for his swollen member as the young witch coated his cock with her sweet juices. Unable to pump into her because she tightened up so

much, Harry did one last thrust before burying his entire length inside her pink hole.

"Oh shit...oh shit...UGGHHHH," Harry groaned.

On the verge of cumming, Harry still had enough sense to know that they were having unprotected sex with a girl of fertility. Pulling out of her at the very last second, Harry was able to direct his head onto Hermione's plump ass just as the first strand shot out of him. As his entire body shock from extreme pleasure, Harry deposited his entire load all over the young witch's ass cheeks until both of her creamy white globes were covered in his thick cum.

"That...was...intense," Ron panted, slumped on the bed.

"Agreed," both Harry and Hermione agreed.

All three of the teens suddenly started to feel something deep within them. Their horniness levels seemed to immediate drop off back to where they were before Fred and George's love potion exploded in their faces nearly an hour ago. They were aware of what they did, but none of them felt regret or worried about the consequences, surely a result of the product. With a few quick spells, the three were able to clean up and get dressed in no time at all. Hermione finally took down the Muffliato spell on the door seconds before Ginny came bursting into the room

"Alright you lot. Come down and eat," she told them. As the four of them descended the stairs on their way to the kitchen Ginny asked, "So how'd you guys kill the time?"

"Had group sex," Ron smirked.

"You're gross Ronald Weasley," she sneered.

Harry and Hermione couldn't help but smirk.

Hermione / Harry

Chapter Summary

Hermione and Harry are still feeling the effects of the Lust Potion

Title: Harry Potter And The Lure Of Lust: Part 2 - Sympathy Sex Show: Harry Potter Author: The Chemist Pairings: Hermione/Harry Codes: mf, Oral Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters or settings. I make no money from this story.

The effects of the leftover love potion of the Weasley Twins had finally worn off the wizarding trio of Harry Potter, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger by the time Ginny had escorted them down to lunch. They took their seat at the Burrow's kitchen table alongside Ginny, Mrs. Weasley and Fleur Delacour, Bill's wife-to-be.

Harry, Ron and Hermione were each aware of what had transpired up in Fred and George's old room, but they felt no regret. Hermione's brain was working the fasted and she figured that it had to be an after-effect of the potion was that those that were sprayed would continue on after the sex session contently. She assumed this because she felt happy that she'd just had sex at the same time with her two best friends. She wasn't worried about the consequences that it may have and she bet that the other two boys were experiencing the same thoughts.

Although nowhere near as smart as the beautiful young witch, both Ron and Harry had gotten to the same conclusion that Hermione had reached. But, they also realized another potential side effect of the powerful love potion. Although they both regularly noted how incredibly gorgeous the half-Veela girl was, they were now sporting bulges in their pants at the mere sight of Fleur.

"Boy would I love to stick it in Fleur right now," Ron whispered to Harry.

"I know. I can't stop staring at her," Harry replied.

"And Hermione is looking amazing too," Ron said after sneaking a glance across the table at the wild-haired witch who was talking to his younger sister.

"Agreed. And no offense mate, but your sister has really grown up quite well," Harry whispered back.

"All right you lot. Enjoy your soup then you need to go out," Mrs. Weasley announced while the soup was poured into each of their bowls with a flick of her wand.

"So still have that little crush on Harry," Hermione asked Ginny under her breath.

"Yeah but right now I'm right in front of him and he's only looking at Phlegm," Ginny answered, referring to Fleur. "And it's just an innocent crush. I'm with Dean Thomas right now anyway."

The group continued to eat and chat for the next while. Harry and Ron tried to hid the tent that was pitched in the front of their pants while Hermione shifted awkwardly in her chair from time to time. She didn't know what had overcome her but her pussy was extremely wet and even the slightest contact against the hard wooden seat was making her want more sex.

"Mind if we leave the table mum," Ron asked when they had all finished their soup and bread.

"Sure but straight to the sink and help me with the dishes," Mrs. Weasley told him, bringing a scowl to his face.

"I'll help you Molly," Fleur spoke up.

Before Mrs. Weasley could wave away her help, Ron quickly thanked the Veela and ran upstairs, followed behind by Harry and Hermione. The heard Mrs. Weasley catch the slower moving Ginny and make her stick around and help so she wasn't left alone with the annoying Fleur. When they got upstairs and into Ron's room, the trio took a seat on the bed and sat in silence, the first time since Harry had arrived at the Burrow.

All of their thoughts went to the events that had occurred to them over the past few months. They had been tormented at school by Dolores Uxbridge and everyone thought they were mental for believing Voldermort was back. However, those seemed like minor issues when they ended up being lured to the Ministry of Magic in an effort to save Mr. Weasley only to be ambushed by Death Eaters. Harry and his friends held them off until Aurors and Dumbledore came to their rescue, but Harry's godfather Sirius Black was killed in the battle.

In the aftermath of the battle, Harry also found out that the prophecy that Voldermort was so keen on described how only one of Harry and Voldermort could survive and the other most die. Sadden both by Sirius' death and his own death sentence, Harry's depression was heightened by the fact that he had to go back to the Dursleys for summer. Nothing seemed to be going in the "Chosen One's" favor.

"So Dumbledore just needed you to talk some old man out of his pension and back into a teaching post," Ron asked, finally breaking the silence. "I figured after our heroics at the Ministry of Magic that he'd want you as a full-fledge member of the Order."

Ron, Hermione and Harry had been dying to talk about the incident at the Ministry since Harry had arrived but they hadn't been alone yet. Although Ginny fought by their side during the intense battle, they weren't willing to discuss private things with her just yet. After all, the trio had been best friends for 6 years now.

"Don't be ridiculous Ron," Hermione cut in. "Although Harry is brave and resourceful, the Order has many experienced Aurors that Dumbledore could call upon at any time."

"Thanks for the confidence boost Hermione," Harry replied to his other best friend.

"I didn't mean to offend you Harry..."

"Oh and Dumbledore is going to be giving me private lessons this year," Harry shared while cutting off Hermione's apology.

"Oi...Dumbledore is giving you private lessons," Ron gasped. "I wonder why he's doing..."

"Probably because of the prophecy that the Death Eaters were trying to steal in the Ministry," Harry answered after Ron let his question tail off.

"But no one knows what it said," Hermione added quickly.

"Actually, the Daily Prophet newspaper was pretty accurate. Dumbledore was the person that the prophecy was spoken to so he knew all along," Harry stated. "It basically said that neither of us could live while the other survives and that I'm the one who's got to finish off Voldermort."

All three of them gazed at each other in complete silence. Harry couldn't blame his two best friends for having such a distressed reaction since he too had acted in the same way at first. It was certain death for a teenage boy to take on the world's strongest wizard, but that was the task that Harry was being charged with.

"We were wondering if the Prophet was true," Hermione said after awhile. "Oh Harry...are you scared at all?"

"Trust me I was, but now I'm not. Whether it was because I knew all along that it would come down to me versus him or if I've just become numb over the whole situation..." Harry answered her.

"RON! I need you down here right now," Mrs. Weasley screamed from the downstairs.

Harry and Hermione followed the beckoned Ron out of his room and headed down to meet Ron's mom at the bottom of the stairs. She was already dressed in nice clothes and had her summer hat on, indicating she was going out.

"What is it mum," Ron asked.

"I need to go to the market but I need you and you're sister to come with me," Mrs. Weasley informed them, which was greeted with a matching pair of groans.

"And vee," Fleur added, making Ron smile brightly.

"Yes, and Fleur. Anyway, go get changed and be outside in 5 minutes or extra chores for the rest of the week," she ordered.

"Can we come too Mrs. Weasley," Harry asked.

"Sadly no. We don't have room in the car for both you and Hermione plus the Ministry says it's easier to protect you here with Aurors then it would be out in public," Mrs. Weasley replied, pointing her finger out the window to show them two men in suits stationed outside the Burrow.

"Oh," Harry groaned.

"Don't worry, we'll be back in an hour then you can have Ron and Ginny back for the rest of the day," she added in an effort to cheer him up. "Plus Hermione is staying too so you can keep each other company."

After another round of arguments proved useless, Ron and Ginny marched upstairs and quickly got ready for going out. With Fleur staying at the Burrow in preparation for her and Bill's wedding, Mrs. Weasley was constantly trying to think of ways of avoiding one-on-one time with her annoy future daughter-in-law.

"Well help yourself to anything in the fridge and if you need assistance at all then remember the two men out front," Mrs. Weasley reminded them. "We'll be no more than an hour and a half."

After a quick hug from Mrs. Weasley and looks of annoyance from the two Weasley kids, they

were out the door and gone off. As good as friends as they were together, Harry couldn't remember the last time that just he and Hermione had spent time together, just the two of them. Definitely not in recent time, after they had both undergone puberty and emerged successfully. What complicated it even more was the fact that Harry's erection was back and so was Hermione's soaking wet pussy.

"So...um...what did you...er...want to do...to you know, kill time," Hermione asked the dark-haired boy.

She knew that Ron had feelings for her and if she was honest with herself then she liked the red- haired boy too. With that in mind, she didn't want to do anything to jeopardize what may be with Ron, but she desperately wanted Harry's long cock back inside her. She didn't know if Ron would be upset having watched Harry fuck her earlier, but she figured as long as she didn't suggest sex with Harry then she'd be less accountable as being merely seduced by the charming wizard.

Harry knew how he wanted to answer the question, but he was also worried about Ron finding out and ruining their friendship. He realized that he had to handle the situation perfectly or else he wouldn't get to have a round two with the beautiful witch. Plus, even if he was able to bed her again, he had to make sure that she wouldn't feel remorse and go crying to Ron. Then the answer occurred to him.

"Maybe just talk for now," he answered.

"Oh...um...sure. Yeah we can...er...just talk," Hermione replied, hoping that her sexual frustration wasn't etched on her face. "What did you have on your mind Harry?"

"Just how crappy of a year it has been. First that mental woman Umbridge tries to bleed me to death while everyone at the school treats me like I'm some nutter. Then, having my Godfather die right in front of my eyes," Harry spoke, looking like he might cry.

"Oh Harry," Hermione said, moving right beside him on the bed and wrapping her arms around him. "Just tell me how I can help?"

"Well...the only time that I haven't thought about Sirius dying was earlier today when...you know," he answered her.

"When we had sex," she asked for clarification.

"Yeah, exactly."

"Well I did offer to help so would you like to do it again. I mean solely for your benefit," Hermione offered, not wanting to sound as desperate for sex as she felt at the current moment.

"What about Ron? Wouldn't he be upset knowing we were having sex behind his back," Harry asked.

"Will if he was in this much pain then surely he would want to do something that made him feel better too," Hermione answered. "And we don't have to tell him."

Harry couldn't help but smile as his manipulation worked perfectly. He knew that Hermione was a bleeding heart and that all he had to do was use enough sympathy and she'd spread her legs, provided his guess was right that the love potion from earlier had the same horny effect on her as it had on him.

The two held eye contact before Harry started to lean his head towards the pretty witch. Hermione wet her lips before her and Harry meet for a kiss that started off as soft but gradually became more

heated until they were massasing each other's tongue with their own.

For the second time in only a few short hours Harry had his hands clutching her shirt and pulling it over her head. Harry looked down and admired the best set of tits he'd ever seen as they were firm, perky and capped off with a small pink nipple. Unable to resist the urge, the young wizard bent down and took on of her nipples into his mouth while his hand went to tugging lightly on the other.

"Mmm...oh Harry," Hermione moaned lightly.

Allowing herself to get lost momentarily in his touch, Hermione wasn't going to just seat back and be a greedy lover. Reaching for her wand that was on the bedside table, she pointed the tip at Harry's pants. "Removo."

Instantly Harry's trousers flew off of his body, exposing his erect 8-inch cock. Hermione couldn't help but compare his manhood to her wand since he was nearly as long yet a great deal thicker, which made the horny witch that much more sex-crazed.

"I didn't know we could use magic," Harry said, acting offended.

Deciding to go at it the normal Muggle way, Harry undid her jean pants before sliding them down her long, smooth legs. While he did so, he couldn't help but think how great it would feel to have them wrapped around his waist as he plowed into her pussy mercilessly.

"You didn't seem to hesitate when you did some...trimming shall we say," Hermione retorted while running her fingers along the bare skin above her pussy where she use to have short brown hair.

"Touche," Harry replied before crashing his eager lips back against hers.

While the pair kissed passionately, Harry used one free hand to steady himself above the witch while his other travelled down her tight teenage body. His fingers lingered over each breast, making sure that each nipple was rock hard before going slowly over her taut stomach. Finally he reached the pink slit, which he was happy to find was soaking wet as though a flood had started and she wasn't able to turn it off.

"Ummm," Hermione moaned as his fingers rummaged through her pussy.

After another pass, the boy dipped a finger inside of her gushing pussy up to the knuckle. He was surprised to find that she was just as tight as she was before despite having two buys pound inside of her for an hour not too long ago. After a few strokes inside her, Harry was able to slip in a second finger into her vice-like hole.

"Wanna taste," Harry asked the loudly moaning girl.

Hermione hadn't processed what Harry had said but she sure noticed when he pulled his fingers from her wet spot. Opening her mouth to begin to protest, she felt his sticky fingers touch her lips before rubbing them on her tongue. She immediately thought about how delicious her juices tasted and that she wanted more after eagerly sucking all of herself from Harry's fingers.

She was so lost in her own world of pleasure that she didn't notice that Harry was kissing his way down her body until feeling his lips contact the inside of her thighs. Looking down between her wide-spread legs, she saw the boy smirk before burying his face in her pink hole. She felt elated as his long tongue searched deep in her pussy as far as it would go while his hands were rubbing and pulling gently on her erect nipples.

"Mmmmm...ooohhh," Hermione moaned as Harry's tongue continued to pierce her pussy deeply.

Learning what moves got the biggest rise out of his horny friend, Harry focused on licking all the spots she liked best. It didn't surprise him then when after only a few minutes Hermione dug her hands through his black hair and pushed his face deeper into her pussy.

"Oohhhh...yesssss...ugghhhhhh," Hermione screamed at the top of her lungs as she had her third orgasm in only a few short hours.

Harry lapped up every ounce of her cum that he could with his tongue as it was the tasty thing he'd ever drank in his entire life, including pumpkin juice and butterbeer. Once he was sure that he had every drop he could find, he crawled up the bed until his body was hovering over her and his cock was pressed against her wet pink hole.

"Ready Hermione," Harry asked her, wanting her permission before sinking his aching cock into her.

"Shouldn't I suck on your penis first," Hermione asked, slightly showing her inexperience.

"No need. I'm rock hard and you're already well lubricated but I'll let you do it some other time to make up for it," Harry replied with a smirk.

Hermione spread her legs a little wider apart to hopefully stretch her pussy a bit more in anticipation of Harry's cock. She felt him rub his head along her wet slit before guiding it down to her entrance. She looked up and gave him a sexy smile before feeling him push the tip of his long cock inside of her.

"Mmmm," Hermione moaned in a mixture of half-pain, half-pleasure.

Harry still couldn't believe that the young woman was just as tight the first time he fucked her as she was now. Luckily for both of them that by the time had glided his entire 8-inch member into her hole, she was already considerably looser. With both of them more at ease, Hermione coiled her long legs around Harry's waist which spurred him on to plow into her with renewed force.

"Ohh Hermione...you're so tight," Harry grunted from above her.

Lowering his thrashing body down, Harry's chest was now pressed against her soft tits. Flexing his head forward, the black-haired wizard kissed her neck before their lips found each other's again. Pounding into the tight witch at a great speed was starting to lower Harry's stamina, especially as his balls were smacking against her impeccable ass cheeks, such was the ferocity of his thrusts.

"I love how good it feels when you go so deep," Hermione groaned. "Mind if I take a turn on top?"

"Perfect," he replied.

Harry felt like a change in position was just the thing needed to delay his rapidly approaching orgasm. Normally he wouldn't want to prolong cumming, but when each minute he held out meant another minute of having sex with Hermione Granger, then he hoped he wouldn't orgasm for a long time.

With her legs still wrapped around his waist, Harry grabbed her hips then rolled over. Ron's bed was just big enough for the movement that saw Hermione still engorged on Harry's cock but only this time, she was the one looking down on him. It took Hermione a second to compose herself after the roll but now she had placed her hands on Harry's chest and started to slowly pift herself off of his cock. By the time she felt just the tip of his member inside of her, she sank back down on him until her ass was pressed against his thighs.

"Ohh that gets me even deeper," Hermione moaned.

She repeated the action again, only this time she picked up a bit more speed. She continued to gain more pace until finally she was crashing herself down on his lap with great force, causing her firm tits to jiggle in the process. Harry did his best to delay his orgasm by thinking of the unsexiest thoughts, but baseball and reciting the entire roster of the Tornadoes Quidditch team was only working so much.

"I'm close Hermione," Harry grunted from below her.

"Just...mmmmm...a little...oohhhh yes...longer," Hermione pleaded.

Biting down on his lip, Harry redoubled his efforts, knowing he'd be able to release his seed shortly. Thinking of what would help her second orgasm of their love session, Harry reached out and firmly grasped the bucking girl's hips. Holding her down so that his entire length was buried in her tight pussy, Harry began rocking his body back and forth on the bed while grinding her hips the other way.

"Oh God I'm cumming," Hermione shouted as Harry felt her tight pussy clamp down even harder on his shaft.

"Me too Hermione," Harry grunted. "Where do you want it?"

"Not in me," she replied, aware of the fact that they were having unprotected sex.

Swinging off of him, Hermione moved down the bed so that she was resting between his legs. Taking the base of his cock in her hand, the sexy witch wrapped her plump lips around his tip and waiting for his load to shoot into her mouth. She was eager to know if Harry's semen tasted as good as Ron's had earlier. When her tongue touched his shaft, she realized his cock was coated in her juices so she hungrily sucked off her essence off of every inch of his ready-to-explode penis.

"Fill my mouth up Harry," Hermione sexily encouraged. "I want your cum on my tongue right now."

"Uggghhhhh," Harry grunted as her slutty words pushed him over the breaking point.

Hermione felt the first blast of his sticky load smack the back of her mouth shortly after his load groan. It didn't take him long to fill her mouth with his excessive amount of semen but Hermione was equal to the task. She collected every drop he offered her until he finally ran dry. In one big gulp the horny witch swallowed down his warm salty load, loving the feeling of the thick liquid as it slid down her throat.

"Just as good as Ron," Hermione noted.

"Harry! Hermione! Come play 2 v 2 Quidditch outside with me and Ginny," Ron yelled into the house.

"Shit! Let's hurry down," Harry said, looking for his clothes.

"Quickly," Hermione replied, already half dressed. "And remember, not a word of this to Ron."

"Don't have to tell me twice," Harry retorted as the pair took off down the stairs.

Hermione / Ginny

Chapter Summary

Hermione catches Ginny sneaking a peak. With the Lust Potion still active, seduction ensues.

Title: Harry Potter And The Lure Of Lust: Part 3 - New Experiences Show: Harry Potter Author: The Chemist Pairings: Hermione/Ginny Codes: ff, Oral Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters or settings. I make no money from this story.

Luckily for Harry and Hermione, Ron had chosen to shout up the stairs rather than walk all the way to his room to beckon his friends. If he had chosen that option then he would have gotten the sight of Hermione's lips wrapped around Harry's cock as he shot his seed down her throat. However, he didn't see that scene and his two best friends were definitely not going to tell him what they did.

Harry and Hermione had quickly thrown their clothes back on. As they descended the stairs they fixed their hair as well as they could while running at top speed. By the time they exited through the front door, narrowly missing Mrs. Weasley and Fleur on their way outside. Ron and Ginny were already waiting for them on the large front lawn with broomsticks in hand for themselves and two extra on the ground for Harry and Hermione.

The quartet took flight and started up their game of 2 versus 2 Quidditch. Harry and Hermione were paired as one team since he was the best flyer of the lot and the wild-haired witch was the weakest. In the end, although it was a pretty even game, Ron and Ginny won the 2 hour game as the younger witch was getting better and better as a Chaser every time Harry saw her play.

"Great game you guys," Ginny told everyone when they all got their feet back on the ground.

"Yeah you too Ginny," Harry replied. "You keep playing like that then we won't miss Angelica Johnson on the Griffyndor team at all. You were stunning!"

"Oh come off it Harry," Ron said, jealous of the praise his younger sister was receiving for the sport he loved. "If it wasn't for me making great saves today then we wouldn't have won!"

"Good point Ron. Every team is only as good as their keeper," Harry told him, knowing that in all likelihood Ron would be the Griffyndor keeper again so needed to keep his confidence up.

"Ha! Most of your saves came against Hermione who is the furthest thing from a Quidditch player that you can get," Ginny told her brother, making his face go a darker shade of red with anger.

"Oi! Come in here and help out with some house chores," Mrs. Weasley's booming voice

announced from the kitchen window.

"I'm surprised mum lasted that long with Fleur alone," Ginny shared.

The four of them headed inside to help out around the Burrow. Harry didn't know how with most of the Weasley kids having left, that just Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Ron and Ginny had let the house go into such ruin. Although not nearly as dirty as 12 Grimmauld Place where Sirius allowed the Order of the Phoenix to have headquarters, the Burrow was still in a bad state. They cleaned for the next several hours until Mrs. Weasley told them to go clean up for dinner.

One by one they took a shower as they had all worked up a sweat playing outside in the warm sun. Harry and Ron were the first two to wash up so that they would go fast and leave plenty of hot water for the two young women. Hermione was next to clean and despite having had sex twice that day and experienced four orgasms, she couldn't help herself by making a few extra passes through her pink folds.

"Wow. I don't know why my hormones are so active right now," Hermione thought to herself.

After another few minutes, the wild-haired girl shut off the tap and dried herself off. She gave Ginny a warm smile out in the hall as she passed the ginger-haired girl before entering the room the two young women were sharing. Hermione decided to use her wand to dry her hair, knowing that it would have taken too long to let it air dry.

"Not to sound arrogant but I'm quite fetching these days," Hermione thought having dropped her towel and looking at her naked form in the mirror.

Running her hands along her smooth creamy skin, Hermione groped her tits and noted how much they had grown in the last year or two. They felt firm yet soft in her hand while her fingers tugged lightly on her small pink nipples. Finally continuing downwards, she passed over her flat stomach that barely had an ounce of fat on it until arriving at her now hairless crotch.

"Harry does have a keen eye for what looks good when it comes to women," she thought, loving the new look of having a bald pussy.

Slowly moving her soft fingertips backwards over her nicely curved hips, Hermione's hands finally came to rest on what she thought was her best asset, her backside. Perfectly rounded and large enough to fill out a pair of jeans yet not too large to look odd, she frequently overheard people whispering about how it looked and the things they wanted to do to it. She would even notice that Ron and Harry would mostly walk a step or two behind her and she had more than once caught them staring directly at it.

The sound of the running water stopping snapped Hermione out of her worshiping her own body in the full-length mirror. Popping her trunk open, the witch looked for clothes to put on, however none of the underwear she had would do. She wanted to wear something sexy but all she had were full-bottom panties that were the same type her mother or grandmother would wear.

Pulling every pair from her trunk, the talented witch pointed her wand at them and muttered a quick spell. Within seconds, each pair of panties were transformed into silk and satin tiny thongs and G-strings. Pleased with herself at her new creations, Hermione didn't have time to slide a pair on before the door flew open and Ginny entered.

"Oh sorry Hermione. Er...didn't know you were...er...naked in here. I'll come back," Ginny stuttered, her face going red in embarrassment on walking in on one of her best friends completely nude.

"No need Ginny. It's your room and I'll only be another second," Hermione replied, not making an attempt to cover her spectacular body.

Ginny couldn't help but soak up the view in front of her. There was her best friend standing completely naked in her room without showing any shame or modesty by trying to cover herself up quickly. Taking that as a sign that she was allowed to look, Ginny examined the witch and was surprised to find that Hermione was as sexy as she was smart.

"Like what you see Ginny," Hermione asked her nonchalantly after noticing the witch staring at her for the better part of 30 seconds.

"Oh...I...um," Ginny stuttered having been caught staring.

"I'm just playing around. If you were naked in here I'd certainly be giving you the eye," Hermione told her.

"You would," Ginny asked the still naked witch.

"Of course. Ginny, you are a beautiful young woman and any boy...or girl for that matter, would love the chance to bed you," she replied.

"Well you are a tad forward today aren't you Hermione," Ginny told her, still blushing. "Same to you too. I love the bare look you have down there."

"Thanks. It came highly recommended," she replied with a smirk. "And what style may I ask have you decided to dawn?"

Hermione had no idea why she was continuing to act like some sex-crazed girl. She'd orgasmed 4 times in one day yet her body and mind were telling her she wanted...no needed more. It was occupying her thoughts so much so that she didn't have time to think about an counter-jinx for the strong love potion that was lingering in her system, which was currently making her hit on poor Ginny Weasley.

Stepping closer to Ginny until there was only mere inches between their bodies, Hermione used her hand to tuck a loose strand of red hair behind the mesmerized 16-year-old's ear. As if rooted to the spot and unable to move a muscle, Ginny simply closed her eyes as she felt her suddenly sexual friend trace her hand down her body. When her fingers got to the area covered by the towel, the brown-haired witch lightly peeled it open, giving Ginny the chance to stop her at any time. When no resistance was met, Hermione opened the towel fully before letting it drop behind the stunned girl.

"Nice big tits, especially for a girl your age," Hermione commented as her hands lingered longer before giving them a firm squeeze.

"Thanks," Ginny choked out.

"Mmm...tight stomach and beautifully rounded hips. A treat for any guy indeed," she continued to feel.

Moving her hands behind Ginny's body required Hermione to step even closer to her so that now the red haired witch could feel Hermione's breath on her face. Ginny had no idea what had come over Hermione, or even herself for that matter, but all she knew for sure was that she didn't want whatever it was to stop.

"What an ass," Hermione told her, taking two handfuls of her meaty flesh. "No wonder you didn't

have any trouble finding a boyfriend in the past year!"

"Uhhh...I did alright," Ginny grunted, getting aroused by her groping.

"Is this turning you on Ginny?"

"Um...er...no," she replied, not wanting Hermione to get weird about the fact that her lightest of touches had made her hornier than ever before.

"Why don't I find out for myself," Hermione told the spellbound witch.

Smoothly gliding her fingertips along Ginny's snow-white skin, Hermione dragged them to the front of her friend's body. Noting the thin strip of red hair directly above her pink slit, Hermione guided her fingers down either side of it until converging on her folds while never breaking eye contact. The second her fingers touched Ginny's most sensitive of areas, Hermione exposed Ginny's lie of not being turned on while the red-head clamped her eyes shut.

"Ooohhh Hermione," Ginny moaned as her best friend touched her in a place no woman had ever touched her.

"Would you like me to stop Ginny," she asked, studying the younger girl's face.

"No," Ginny replied with desperation in her voice. "Please don't stop."

Knowing she had Ginny in the palm of her hand, Hermione decided to use this new experience as a teaching opportunity for herself. Although she'd never intended to have sex with another girl, Hermione always found females to be sexy in a way that men couldn't be. Ginny was that perfect picture of feminine sexuality that had always inspired Hermione. Tall, long legs, big boobs and soft characteristics made Ginny Weasley incredibly desirable to the Muggle-born witch.

"Lay down on the bed," Hermione demanded.

"Mmmhnnn," she groaned in reply.

Ginny started to back up very slowly so that Hermione's fingers wouldn't break contact with her extremely wet pussy. The red-haired witch had no idea what had gotten into her friend, but she had to admit that she liked the new and less uptight Hermione Granger better than the prude that she could often be.

Ginny felt the soft touch of her bed hit the back of her leg. Unable to stop her downward momentum, the horny girl had no choice but to fall backwards onto the comfortable mattress. Hermione anticipated the fall and didn't stop rubbing along her pink folds for a second. Once Ginny was settled on the bed, Hermione slowly straddled her body so that she could get close enough to bring the younger girl in for a tongue-filled kiss. Ginny started out a little apprehensive since she was kissing one of her best friends, but once she was over the awkwardness, she was readily kissing Hermione back.

As the kissing heated up, so too did the hand that Hermione had buried in the younger girl's folds. Rather than just rubbing her sensitive area, Hermione slipped one, then a second finger into her tight wet hole. The effect was immediate as she instantly felt the red-haired witch moan into her mouth with the vibration passing on to Hermione's own tongue and making her even hornier.

Hermione felt reluctant to break the intensely heated kissing but she had greater goals in mind than just making out with the youngest Weasley. Pulling her lips away from Ginny, the wild-haired witch started to slowly slide down her body. Ginny tried in vain to keep kissing her best friend but

she had no luck. However, she wasn't nearly as disappointed when she felt Hermione's wet lips press gently on the nape of her neck.

"Your skin is so soft," Hermione told her while moving her lips further down her neck.

"Ahhh...those kisses feel amazing," Ginny complimented, now with a hand holding Hermione's head in place.

Ginny felt her friend's lips pass over her collarbone and knew exactly where the witch was headed. Blessed with large tits even at the tender young age of 16, Ginny was no stranger to her boyfriends wanting to frequently touch her big chest. Michael Corner loved to get her topless so that he could nestle up to them with his face while her current boyfriend Dean Thomas fancied pushing them together around his penis and thrusting into them.

Sure enough, Ginny felt Hermione's wet tongue encircle her bright pink nipple on her right breast. It responded immediately by growing hard under Hermione's touch, making the witch wrap her lips around it and suck on it lightly.

"Mmm," Ginny groaned while pushing her upper body further towards Hermione's hungry mouth, which was now doing the same thing on her other tit.

"Moaning already? But what are you going to do once we get to the good stuff," Hermione asked with a devilish grin while sliding off of Ginny's body so that she was now resting on the floor upon her knees.

Ginny felt the smooth hands of the talented young witch clutch her hips, even the hand that had been being used to pump into her pussy. With strength that Ginny didn't know Hermione possessed, she was jerked from her reclined position so that now her ass we sitting near the edge of the bed. The younger girl instinctively spread her legs open as they dangled over the edge of the bed so that her friend was now between them.

Now at face level with Ginny's bare pussy with the only exception being a small strip of bright red hair, Hermione could smell the arousal coming from her. She took a moment to soak in how lovely the pink folds looked and how the textbooks she read on sexuality didn't quite capture the beauty of it. After her long glance, Hermione couldn't wait any longer. Bending forward, the talented witch buried her pretty face in Ginny's groin.

"Ohhh," Ginny gasped as her tongue plunged into her moistened hole.

The younger girl could have burst at any moment. Hermione's surprisingly good tongue skill was one reason but also because she had grown quite accustom to having sex regularly over the past year. She had first lost her virginity to Michael one night after a few too many butterbeer and they'd continued the practice several times a week until they broke up later that year. Then once she started dating Dean, they almost immediately starting doing the deed after only a few dates. But now she hadn't seen Dean in close to a month due to the summer break so her sex drive was needing exactly what Hermione was doing to her.

Hermione was taking her time with the witch. Being that this was her first lesbian experience, the thoughtful witch wanted to detail everything in case this act became a regular thing for her. She loved the taste of Ginny's pussy, her flavor being a mixture of pomegranate and strawberry with the slightest hint of pumpkin, presumably from the body wash she used.

Ginny was responding just as the witch between her legs had hoped for, with loud and near constant screams of approval. Hermione continued to shove her tongue straight into the red-haired

girl's pussy over and over again until the younger girl was on the edge of explosion. Not wanting for her to orgasm so soon, Hermione pulled her tongue out and replaced it with two lightly thrusting fingers while she kissed the inside of Ginny's thigh.

"Yes...Ohhhh...Ahhh...Yes," Ginny moaned while in pure bliss.

Hermione could tell that Ginny had been close for a while now and decided to let the redhead have what she so desired. Pushing a third finger into Ginny's cramped hole, Hermione plowed deeper and faster then she had been. This caused Ginny to heave her chest up in approval and try to move her body towards the edge of the bed in order to get the fingers even deeper into herself. Delivering the final blow, Hermione used her unoccupied tongue to latch onto Ginny's exposed clitoris.

"Yesss," Ginny screamed into a pillow as she came from the first time in her life by another girl.

Hermione heard the younger girl's muffled scream before feeling her hole clamp down tightly on her three fingers and a rush of liquid rapidly coat them. Not wanting to miss tasting any of Ginny's nectar, Hermione withdrew her digits from deep inside her friend and replaced them with her eager tongue.

"Bloody hell," Ginny screamed once again into the pillow as her sensitive pussy was being explored by Hermione's tongue again.

"You are so tasty. No wonder girls like to have sex with other girls," Hermione observed. "Here, have some."

Ginny was getting drowsy as Hermione continued to bury her tongue in her pussy. She was vaguely aware of the pillow being moved from her face and replaced with three skinny fingers coated in some type of gooey syrup. Once the liquid touched her tongue, Ginny automatically started to suck on the digits until she'd removed any trace of the delicious flavor.

By the time Hermione was satisfied that Ginny had no cum left to offer in her pink hole, she withdrew her tongue. As she got to her feet she realized she had a kink in her neck and her knees were quite sore, such was how long she was down on the floor in one position. Looking down at Ginny, Hermione was pleased to find that she had drifted off into a deep sleep after her intense orgasm at the hands of her.

Hermione looked around and found the towel that Ginny had worn when she first entered the room and draped it over her nude body. Going back over to her trunk, Hermione slipped on a newly created red thong before covering it with a pair of tight fitting jeans. After putting on a bra and shirt, Hermione knew she needed to have a conversation with Ron and Harry.

"Boys! We need to talk," Hermione said as she pushed open the door into Ron's room.

"What about Hermione," Ron asked as he and Harry packed their trunks carefully. Hermione noticed the care that they were taking and gave them a quizzical look.

"Mrs. Weasley will just put us to work on some other task when we are down cleaning Ron's room and packing our trunks so we figured this chore wasn't so bad," Harry answered her wordless question.

"Actually pretty smart," she commented before pulling out her wand and casting the silencing spell at the door so no sound would escape.

"Back for another round are you," Ron said with a large smile as both he and Harry dropped whatever they were doing and started walking towards her.

"No...maybe later...not right now...but it would be nice," Hermione stuttered, her original intentions becoming clouded over.

"Then what are you here for," Harry asked.

"Right. I'm here because something is clearly wrong! My sexual inhibition is clearly not working. I figured it was the lingering effect of that love potion we found but all my research has shown me that it should have worn off after a few hours. It's been almost a full half-day yet I just finished up fucking the brains out of poor Ginny and I'm still hungry for more," she shared with them.

The boys couldn't help but feel their cocks growing stiffer inside their pants at the mere thought of their highly attractive best friend with another girl, even if it was Ron's sister. The boys had also noticed that their sex drive was also ramped up considerably today, even though they had already thought about sex a great deal of any day. The big difference now was that the normally reserved Hermione had the hormones of a teenage boy and was apparently more than willing to give in to their urges.

"Maybe it's not such a bad thing," Ron told her, liking the new and horny Hermione.

"No? Sure this feeling is normal for young males but the woman have to have self-control or else people would fuck like rabbits all day and accomplish nothing. I mean I seriously haven't had time to pick up a single book in the past day thanks to this potion. And what if it doesn't wear off and we went to Hogwarts like this? What's going to stop us from having a go at Draco Malfoy or Pansy Parkinson," Hermione ranted.

"Come off it," Harry told her after a shuttering at the thought of having sex with a gargoyle like Pansy Parkinson. "We still have some self-control."

"Do we now? We had a threesome earlier. When was the last time we had one of those? I just had lesbian sex with Ron's sister. I've never so much as thought about another girl sexually prior to an hour ago. And I'm sorry you have to find out like this Ron, but Harry and I had sex while you were out with your mum. We knew it would gut you up and potentially ruin our great friendship with one another but Harry and I did it anyway," Hermione revealed.

"Sorry mate," Harry told him. "But seriously, wouldn't you have done the same thing if you were left alone with her?"

"I suppose but I still want payback," Ron replied after a long pause.

"Anything," both Hermione and Harry said at the same time.

"Take off your glasses Harry. I want Muggle-style revenge," he told his best friend.

Knowing what was about to happen, Harry removed his round spectacles and closed his eyes. No sooner had he done that when he felt Ron's brick-like hand smash him in the jaw, sending him sprawling to the ground. Hermione covered her face in response to the violent outburst but Harry just collected himself on the floor before getting to his feet and putting his glasses back on like nothing had happened. Being the punching bag of Dudley Dursley for the past 17 years had toughened up Harry.

"Please don't hit me too Ron," Hermione pleaded.

"No worries Hermy. I'm a gentleman and would never hurt a lady. I would however blackmail them into sex," Ron told her. "Since you slept with Harry and my own little sister, it's only fair you sleep with me too. I get to pick the when, where, how and what type. Deal?"

After thinking about it for a few seconds, Hermione readily agreed. The last thing she wanted was for Ron to be upset with her and Harry over something they were too hormonally charged to do anything about. Writing their pact on a piece of parchment, they hexed the deal so that Hermione would have no way of backing out, even if she changed her mind.

"So what are we going to do about our little problem now that we've agreed it is in fact a problem," Hermione asked.

"Well the book list came in not long ago so we'll be going to Diagon Alley tomorrow. We can stop in and ask Fred and George about it," Ron replied.

"The book list came in? Why didn't I know about this amazing news," she questioned, both excited and slightly upset.

"Oh I don't know, you probably had your tongue up my sister's pussy at the time," Ron said to her matter-of-factly, making her blush.

Hermione / Borgin

Chapter Summary

Requiring information on Draco, Hermione allows Borgin to successfully blackmail her for the info

Title: Harry Potter And The Lure Of Lust: Part 4 - Blackmail And Trickery Show: Harry Potter Author: The Chemist Pairings: Hermione/Borgin Codes: Mf, Oral, Voy Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters or settings. I make no money from this story.

As August was coming to an end, it was only a matter of time before the students of Hogwarts received their booklist for the upcoming year. In edition to just getting their list of books for the year, Harry, Ron and Hermione were to receive the results of their Ordinary Wizarding Levels that every fifth year student had to write.

"Oh no," Hermione squalled at the sight of three large owls outside the kitchen window.

The eager bookworm nearly sent flying her mug of coffee that she'd been using to keep her awake as she'd been staring out the window for the past 8 hours straight. Mrs. Weasley pushed her way to the window to open it and allow the owls to fly in. Immediately, each owl went to their intended target and came to rest in front of them. They all reached for the large envolope attached to the bird and intently started to read them.

"Nine OWLs! Well done Ronald! That's more than what Fred and George got combined," Mrs. Weasley beamed with pride.

"How'd you do mate," Ron asked Harry.

"Failed Divinations and History of Magic but those are unimportant classes," Harry answered.

Harry was quite satisfied with his marks from the OWL. He had been given top marks in Defense Against the Dark Arts, and rightfully so since he started an underground club to teach the other students how to properly defend themselves. Sadly, he only received an Exceeding Expectation in Potions, meaning that he couldn't continue taking that course as a NEWT since Snape required an Outstanding. It meant his dreams of becoming an Auror were all but dashed, but on the bright side he didn't have a class with Snape for the rest of his tenor at Hogwarts.

"And how'd you get on Hermione," Ginny nervously asked her best friend and occasional lover, who had yet to turn around.

"I didn't do too badly," Hermione weakly replied.

"Let me see," Ron said as he read over her results. "Just as I figured. Nine Outstandings and an

Exceeding Expectations in Defense Against the Darks Arts."

Although Hermione wasn't as happy over her marks as both Ron and Harry were, she was excited that she got to prepare her timetable for the next year and decide which books she needed to get when they went to Diagon Alley later that day. All three of them stayed at the kitchen table and made up their class schedule for next year using the information included in the package that the owls came with. Mrs. Weasley helped Harry and Ron with theirs but Hermione and Ginny needed no help as they were more self-sufficient.

"Alright then," Mrs. Weasley said. "I suppose we can't put off a visit to Diagon Alley any longer. We might as well go to get these books."

"Great! I loved to see Fred and George's shop," Ron said hastily.

"Yes, I've been meaning to check in on them too," Hermione agreed, referring to finding the antidote to the lust potion that she, Harry and Ron had accidently inhaled. Although the effects had waned over the last day, she was still much more hormonally charged than usual.

Since Harry was considered a top security priority, Mr. Weasley was able to secure Ministry issued cars with guards. They felt bad that Harry needed to be watched so closely but at the same time they were able to benefit from the extra leg room the stretch limousine provided. The cars were bringing them to the Leaky Calderon where'd they meet up with more members of the Ministry for protection within Diagon Alley.

Harry didn't protest having a security team surround him but at the same time he wasn't in favor of it. The bag that he packed for the outing not only contained his wand and robe, but also contained his Invisibility Cloak in case he felt the need to get some breathing space from the team of Aurors that would be following his every move.

When they arrived at their destination, Harry and the rest of the clan were surprised to see that their protection was none other than Hagrid. Dumbledore had apparently convinced the Ministry that Harry would be just as safe and more comfortable with the half-giant watching over him than a couple of Aurors.

The Weasley's escorted them into Diagon Alley where they promptly split up to get down all that they had to do in as short a period of time as possible. Hagrid took Harry, Ron and Hermione to get new robes for the upcoming year since the boys had grown so much over the last year while the Weasley's went with Ginny to Flourish and Blotts to pick up everyone's books. After a rather suspicious run in with Draco Malfoy in the robe shop, the famous trio met back up with the Weasley's and went to visit Fred and George at the Weasley's Wizard Wheezes joke shop.

Everyone looked around the store in amazement at all the products lining the shelves. The boys had used the last year at Hogwarts to perfect many of the products, but they had many that were brand new and exceptional, even to Hermione's lofty standards.

"Some of this is truly brilliant magic," Hermione gushed after reading a particular potion about a daydreaming charm.

"Just for saying that Hermione," Fred said from behind her.

"You can have one for free," George concluded to finish off the sentence.

"Oh thanks boys," she replied to the twins with the flaming red hair. "Is there any chance I can ask you a question...in private?"

The twins exchanged a worried look before ducking in behind a stand that gave them enough privacy for Hermione's liking. "Well what is it?"

"We found an old bottle of one of your products in your bedroom. It was...er...a love potion I suppose," Hermione started to explain. "And well...I...well I mean Harry, Ron and myself have...er...been rather..."

"Rather what Hermione," Fred asked.

"Rather fatigued? Constipated? There were a lot of stuff in that room at one point," George said. "It was our storage room for awhile."

"Horny. It made us really horny and it is still in our system," Hermione finally spat out, her face turning red.

"Ah yes," Fred said with an amused look. "Our first version of the lust potion didn't exactly turn out as we planned."

"We've got it down now though," George said proudly. "Just need to drop a hair of yourself into the bottle and have the target drink it."

"Counter charm. I need the counter charm," Hermione said tensely as the twins started to go off topic.

"Well there is good news and bad news about that," Fred told her.

"Good news is that we found a potion that will help take the constant need for sex away," George explained.

"But the bad news is that we couldn't find a way to completely stop the lust. We tried everything and even asked the top Potion master the Ministry has, thanks to Dad, but even they couldn't reverse the symptoms completely," Fred finished.

"Yeah, something to do with changing the cellular and hormonal configuration and how that could be rather tricky," George added.

"So then how bad will I be stuck," Hermione asked in horror of the revelation. "I mean all three of us be stuck."

"You won't need to hump everything or anything that is in the same room as you," George told her.

"But you'll be as bad as a regular teenage boy," George informed. "We almost got in serious trouble with the Ministry but since we were able to modify the hormonal regulation in the testers back down to acceptable levels, we escaped with only a small fine."

"Did you consult Snape," Hermione asked them.

"We know he's great at Potions but there was no way in hell we were asking him for help," Fred answered.

"Not like he'd even help us though," George added. "But feel free to look him up and ask."

"Fine. Just give me three bottle of the antidote then," Hermione demanded, defeated.

Fred and George hurried off into the back in search of Hermione's request. Luckily they were finally able to locate a bottle and replicated it's contents so that there was one each for herself, Ron

and Harry. Giving it to her free of charge was little consolation to Hermione, who couldn't stop wondering how much better the potion would make her. It would have to do in the meantime until she got back to school and had time to search the books in the library for the real fix.

With Hagrid engaged in conversation with Mr. Weasley and Ginny trying to convince her mum to get her a Pygmy Puff, Hermione was able to inform the boys about their current predicament. They didn't seem to mind very much that there was no real antidote as they were use to walking around wanting to sleep with every girl. In fact, they were happier knowing that Hermione would still be sexually charged and easier to convince to get into bed with them.

"Hey, what's Draco doing," Harry said as he saw his arch nemesis sneak away from his mother from the window of the joke shop.

The three watched as the blond-haired boy hurried up the street alone. He had an evil glint in his eye that Harry immediately recognized and knew he couldn't be up to any good. Plus it had to be something worth the punishment of his mother if he was caught.

"Looks like he's headed to Knockturn Alley," Ron said.

Reaching into his bag, Harry pulled out his Invisibility Cloak. "Under here, quick!"

Hermione was the more resistant one but after a second to deliberate over the decision, she joined Harry and Ron under the cloak. No one had noticed them vanish into thin air as they were all looking at the latest and greatest inventions that the twins were selling. Moving carefully, the trio navigated their way out the door and set off in the direction they last saw Draco.

"Down there," Ron said pointing to the left.

Sure enough, Harry's thought was confirmed that he was heading to the seedy area known as Knockturn Alley. This strip of shops were mostly devoted to the Dark Arts, however no one really wanted to be seen buying any Dark artifacts these days, which made it all the more curious what Draco was doing.

"He went into Borgin and Burkes," Harry pointed out.

"How are we going to sneak into there," Ron asked as they stood outside the shop.

"No chance without being noticed," Hermione answered. "But I have Extendable Ears."

Hermione quickly pulled out the fresh pair and slid one end into the shop.

"...you'll be able to fix it then," they heard Draco's voice asking.

"It won't be easy but I should be able to. I'll need you to bring it to me," the voice of the shop's owner Borgin said.

"That won't do. You'll have to instruct me how to repair it," Draco told the little old man.

"But that may be impossible, especially if I can't see it," Borgin told him.

"Is that so? Does this show you I mean business," Draco asked as they heard the little man gasp. "And Fenrir Greyback is a close family friend who'll be checking up on your progress."

"Yes sir," Borgin replied, his voice hoarse and scared. "There will be no need for that."

"We'll see, won't we? Just make sure to keep that one safe," Draco told him before storming out of

the shop.

Once Draco was out of hearing range, Harry asked his friends, "What made Borgin change his tone so quickly? He showed him something that convinced him before he threatened him with an attack by Greyback."

"Dunno," Ron replied. "But he has something inside the shop. Do either of you see what he pointed at?"

"No. He was behind that cabinet," Harry answered. "What if he showed him the Death Mark on his arm?"

"We don't know he even has that Harry," Hermione replied.

"Then what made him so afraid?"

"Well it would potentially make sense for Voldemort to recruit a student at Hogwarts. He'd have easier access to both you and Dumbledore," Hermione wondered out loud. "And his arm was extremely sore in the area most Death Eaters get the Dark Mark."

"Exactly," Harry told her.

"And I swore I saw some black ink on the inside of his forearm when his robe was pushed a little too far up," Ron added. "That would for sure mean he's joined their ranks."

"I hate to admit it but this does seem menacing," Hermione said. "You two wait here."

They went to ask what for but it was already too late. Hermione had stepped out from under the Cloak and was standing in front of the shop's door. Giving her hair a quick check in the mirror to make sure it made her look good, the witch opened the door and strode into the dark store. Scrambling, Ron found the Extendable Ears and slid them back under the door to listen in.

"Morning," Hermione said to the shop owner. When he merely grunted a response, the clever witch looked at objects that were near to Malfoy when he pointed to something.

"How much is this necklace," she asked, pointing to the object encased in the glass case.

"Two thousand Galleons girl," Borgin replied coldly.

"What about that menacing looking skull," she asked again.

"Only three hundred Galleons," he answered.

"I'll level with you sir," Hermione started. "That boy who was in here before me is my boyfriend. His birthday is coming up and I don't want to get him something he was going to get for himself. So is there anything he's reserved?"

Borgin looked at Hermione with a look that appeared to see right through her weak story. Even Ron and Harry outside listening knew shared the same opinion that it was one hell of a weak story.

"Out," Borgin said sharply to the young witch. "Get out!"

Grabbing a hold of her wand, Hermione whispered some transfiguration spells under her breath quickly so that the angered wizard wouldn't notice. Instantly she felt her clothing change under her robe.

"Wait. I need to know what Draco has you holding for him," she told him.

"Hmm. And what makes you think I'd tell you anything," he replied with a nasty look on his face. "Why don't I just pull out my wand and hex your pretty little body out of my shop!"

"Because I'll give you the best blow job of your life," Hermione blurted out to the oily haired wizard.

"Whoa," Harry, Ron and Borgin all said at the same time.

"That's right," Hermione said more bravely now. "You tell me what Draco has and I'll...you know...suck your...cock."

Hermione didn't know why using sex to get what she wanted came to her so quickly but it was too late to back out now. The lust potion had made her more aware of her sexuality and the effect it had on other people so she couldn't help noticing the look Borgin gave her when she first came in. She didn't think sex was just something you use when you want something, but she agreed with Harry that Draco was up to something and they needed to know what. She put great importance in knowing since Voldemort was growing stronger so they didn't have the luxury to sit back and wait for him to make his move and catch them all by surprise again.

"Why would I do something like betray the Malfoys for you," he asked her, sounding slightly unsettled.

"Because I think you haven't had any action in quite some time," Hermione said while pulling her robe off. "And I think you'd love the chance to snog a hot, teenage girl."

Hermione smirked when she saw Borgin's eyes unable to leave her tight body after removing her concealing robe. She had changed her outfit, going from regular denim pants into a very short jean skirt that looked more like a large belt as the cleft of her ass cheeks was just visible from under the article of clothing. The mini skirt did wonders to show off her long smooth legs and was tight enough to have her exquisite ass on full display. Her shirt was also replaced with a tank top that showed off her cleavage and was a full size too tight so that Borgin could get a hint of her curves as well.

"I'll probably regret this but I'll deal with the consequences later," Borgin muttered.

Hermione heard his answer and started to walk around the counter to meet him. On her walk, the talent witch performed a lock spell on the door and covered all the windows to give her some privacy. It was one thing for Harry and Ron to know what she was doing but she was unwilling for anyone else to discover her in such a compromising position.

Borgin slid his own robe over his head before undoing his pants and pulling them down to his ankles. He did the same thing to his underpants as well, which Hermione couldn't help but notice were stained with sweat. She hesitated for a moment at the grotesque sight of his semi-erect penis, which was surrounded by thickly matted pubic hair that was equally as oily as the hair on his head.

Swallowing down her pride, Hermione stepped closer before dropping down to her knees in front of the long-haired older wizard. Although she had half a mind to break connection with the Extendable Ears so Harry and Ron couldn't listen in on her humiliation, she felt it was important that they were at hand to help her if things got out of control.

Wrapping her hand around his penis, she instantly felt it start to grow. No longer soft and rubber, it now stood 8 inches long, very hard and stiff as she stroked it lightly. Her hand was easily able to

smoothly glide along his member as she found that the surface was also covered in a layer of slim, just like his hair.

Feeling a hand placed at the top of her head, Hermione knew what the shopkeeper wanted. Sure enough, he applied firm pressure as he attempted to pull her towards his shaft. Knowing it was now or never, the talented witch opened her mouth and allowed him to enter. She heard him grunt in a satisfied matter as her warm wet tongue encircled his purple head before her lips wrapped around the shaft. Descending down along his length, Hermione felt Borgin's hand holding her hair tightly as she pumped half of his member in and out of her mouth while her tongue massaged the underbelly.

"Blimey! Her blowjob sounds as good as it felt a few days ago," Ron commented as he and Harry listened in intently. Sure enough, the boys could hear her slurping noises as she stayed true to her word and gave the wizard surely the best blowjob of his life.

"That girl is successful at everything she sets her mind on," Harry agreed.

Even though Borgin agreed full heartedly with Harry and Ron, he wasn't content to let the witch stick with the status quo. Using the hand on the back of her head, the shopkeeper applied more pressure. Hermione got the hint and took more of his gross tasting penis between her lips. Borgin continued to pull until he felt the witch's nose buried deep in his oily pubic hair and the tip of his penis held snuggly in her throat.

After a few second of using his penis to block off her airway, Borgin allowed her to free her throat of him. Slightly red in the face from a lack of air, there were still several long strand of spit connecting Hermione's mouth with Borgin's cock, which was now heavily covered in saliva. Once she was able to get a few breaths in, the shopkeeper steered her back to his shaft and repeated the same action again and again and again.

"Bend over the counter," Borgin demanded, speaking for the first time since agreeing to the deal. It was more of a grunt from him since he was panting from the intense oral sex he had been receiving while sitting on his stool.

"Why," Hermione asked once she removed his girth from her mouth and recovered her breath. "We agreed on a blowjob only."

"Deal has changed. Do it or get out and never find out what the Malfoy boy has here," Borgin told her, giving her a decision to make.

"Fuck," Hermione swore to herself. Getting off of her knees, the young witch bent at the hips to drape her upper body against the dusty counter. "Put on a condom at least."

"Take off your shirt. I want to squeeze those tits while I have sex with you," Borgin commanded, noticing the young witch shudder at the thought of him about to enter her. "And just make an anti- pregnancy potion once we're done."

The shopkeeper stood up from his stool and stepped out of his pants so that he could have better ability to move around. He turned his body so that he was now directly behind the gorgeous young witch and pulled her skirt up so that it came to rest up on her back. Hooking his long fingers in the waistband of her thong, which perfectly had divided her ass cheeks, he pulled the panties down to give him access to her sex.

"Let this be worth it," Hermione pleaded silently.

Borgin reached down and gave each of Hermione's ass cheeks a solid squeeze as the thought of touching her exquisite backside was too tempting. Tearing his hands away, he grabbed the base of his penis with one hand while using the other to wind back and crash his palm down on her creamy white ass. She gave a yelp of pain, more due to the surprise than actual physical pain as Borgin stood above her and watched his handprint slowly redden on her skin.

"Did sucking my cock make you wet," he asked her while rubbing his tip in her folds.

"Just shut up and get this over with," Hermione said sternly.

Hermione knew that the shopkeeper was right; her pussy was wet as her body was betraying her mind. Although she wasn't being raped since she willingly entered into the situation, she wasn't suppose to enjoy what was happened to her at the hands of the vile dirty wizard.

"Fine by me," Borgin told her.

Rearing back his hips, the greasy-haired wizard slammed his hips forward and plunged his penis right into her tight teenage sex.

"Ughhh," Hermione grunted as her pussy was immediately pushed apart as far as it could without splitting in half.

Borgin had forgotten how good sex was since he hadn't had it in so long. He was instantly reminded though when his unsheathed shaft penetrated the young witch and was now buried balls- deep inside of her. Slowly removing himself from her tight sex, Borgin had just the very tip left within her until he repeated his initial action and slammed himself back into her completely.

Luckily, Hermione was expecting it this time and was able to bite down on her lip and not give the older man the satisfaction of hearing her scream. Meanwhile, Borgin kept doing his preferred move so that he could watch his penis fully leave her before seeing it disappear quickly. He also enjoyed watching Hermione's lovely backside ripple every time his pelvis crashed against her plump ass.

"Mmm," Hermione caught herself moaning, hoping like hell Borgin didn't hear.

"Looks like someone actually likes being treated like a common whore," he hissed from above her.

Banging her head on the counter, much like Dobby did to punish himself, Hermione couldn't help but hate herself. Even though her mind was not into this at all and was only doing it to stop Draco Malfoy, she found that her body was again betraying her. She was feeling her own orgasm rapidly approaching, apparently liking the feeling of having his penis slam into her small pussy with disregard.

"Gonna cum for me little girl," he continued to belittle.

As much as Hermione wanted to resist her orgasm so that she didn't give Borgin the satisfaction of making her cum, she couldn't stop herself. The lust potion that was still in her system was preventing her and was making her pussy get wetter and wetter. After another few minutes of the shopkeeper rocking his hips back and forth against hers, she felt him repeatedly hit a particular sensitive spot and trigger her orgasm.

"Ahhhh yessss," Hermione groaned through gritted teeth as she experienced the most embarrassing orgasm of her life.

No sooner had she cum that she realized that Borgin couldn't be too far behind. His thrusts had

become gradually more reckless while his breathing and moans kept coming more and more labored. Ignoring his constant spewing of insults, telling her how he was the best lover she'd ever had, Hermione knew that her torment was almost done.

Knowing he was about to cum at any moment, Hermione was desperate to avoid the dark wizard planting his seed in her fertile womb. Pushing back against his powerful thrusts, Hermione took him deeper than he'd been going but gave herself some room to move as her pelvis was no longer trapped against the dirty counter. The next time he pulled out of her, she threw herself as far forward as she could. The maneuver worked perfectly as he came right out of her wet hole and gave her enough time to spin around and drop to the ground. It happened so fast that he hadn't realized until he pushed himself forward and felt the tip of his penis touch the back of her throat rather than the inside of her pussy.

"What the...oh alright," Borgin said.

Even though he'd have liked to defiled the girl more by pumping her youthful body full of his sperm, he was too close to his orgasm to care at this point. Using her mouth to now get him off, the shopkeeper pushed into her throat a few times with force, easily having her lips glide the entire length of his cock and enter into her throat. He didn't last very long though until he felt his legs start to wobble and a warm bubbling feeling moving through his shaft.

"Here it comes witch," he told her. "AHHHHHHH"

With just the purple head of his penis resting on her tongue, the oily-looking wizard felt the first stream of cum exit from him and deposit in her mouth. Not knowing what her intentions were with his semen, Borgin pushed his penis further into her mouth so that the younger witch had no way of spitting out his salty load. Blast after blast shot out from his tip and landed in Hermione's mouth until finally the wizard stopped cumming. It was lucky for Hermione as her mouth couldn't hold anymore of his vile warm cum, which tasted beyond horrible. With his eyes looking down on her, Hermione knew exactly what he wanted her to do so she regrettably swallowed down his offering.

"Alright then. So what are you holding for Draco," she asked the jubilant shopkeeper, who was now sitting back on his stool, recovering.

"Ahahaha," he cackled with menace. "Like I would have betrayed a pureblood family to some filthy Mudblood despite how good you are in bed."

"But we had a deal," Hermione shouted in rage.

"Get the hell out of my shop before I call my friends who can be quite dark," Borgin threatened.

Not bothering to retrieve her panties, Hermione quickly threw her top and robe back over herself and stormed out of the shop. She felt a mixture of anger and shame after sinking so low as to use her body to get what she wanted and not end up getting it in the end. She couldn't help but feel like a crummy prostitute on her way into the alley to meet up with Harry and Ron, who revealed themselves once they were out of view of the shop.

"Good try Hermione. I appreciate that you believed so fully in me that you'd...well...sleep with a dark wizard to help," Harry told her.

Hermione didn't reply as she was merely focused on getting back to the joke shop and controlling her emotions before others saw her. She couldn't help but feel that the boys were happy that she tried to help but were also slightly disgusted in her actions. Even though she would have liked to blame the lust potion for her actions, in her heart of hearts, she knew that offering her body was a

conscious decision, which made her worried about the type of person she was becoming.

Hermione told them that they needed to stop by the potions store before returning to Fred and George's joke shop. The boys didn't protest as they realized she seemed very upset and had sacrificed her body in the pursuit of their knowledge. They waited outside as Hermione went in and emerged a few minutes later with a bag full of ingredients.

"What's that," Ron asked.

"Never you mind," she spat back, not wanting to share with him the embarrassing fact that she bought the potion kit for a pregnancy potion. "Let's just get back to the joke shop before we get found out we left."

Angelina / Katie / George / Fred

Chapter Summary

A double date ends in some foursome fun

Title: Harry Potter And The Lure Of Lust: Part 5 - Successful Double Date Show: Harry Potter Author: The Chemist Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters or settings. I make no money from this story. Pairings: Fred/Angelina Johnson; George/Katie Bell Codes: MF, Oral

"Sorry you lot but we have to close a little early tonight," Fred informed the last remaining consumers of the Weasley's Wizard Wheezes.

After a few grumbles, they snatched up a couple of products from the shelves and paid for them. They didn't seem happy that the twins were closing up early tonight, but Fred and George knew that they would be back. With a wave of his wand, Fred bewitched a broom from the back room, which immediately started to sweep up the floors.

"Everyone gone then," George asked having emerged from the loft they loved in above the shop.

"Yup. Just started the cleaning," Fred answered.

"Good. Go get dressed and I'll finish up stocking the shelves," George told him.

Taking off upstairs, Fred passed by his brother who was already shaved, showered and dressed in his best robes. Walking around the shop, George summoned any product that he noticed were running low, which was quite a few different products. Even though most of the shops in Diagon Alley weren't doing so well financially, the Weasley's joke shop was doing tremendous business. The twins had a flair for selling and had created a slew of creative joke merchandise that they had trouble making fast enough to keep up with all the demand.

After 10 minutes, George had nearly finished restocking all the shelves when Fred emerged from the loft. He helped his brother finish up his task before they powered the shop down for the night and locked up.

"So we're picking them up I suppose," Fred asked.

"Indeed. Katie will be over at Angelina's place so we can get them both at the same time," George answered.

"Floo network," he asked.

"For sure. We'll pick them up then go right away to the restaurant," George replied.

"Then hopefully back here for a night cap," Fred added.

"You read my mind brother."

Walking to their fireplace, the twins grabbed some Floo powder and threw it in. Speaking Angelina Johnson clearly, the twins were quickly enveloped in fire before disappearing from the joke shop all together. A moment later, the twins found themselves standing in a new house and looking at two, young witches sitting on the couch.

"Hi Fred. Hi George," the two girls said in unison.

"Good evening Angelina," Fred said as he took a stride forward and kissed his date on the hand.

"And good evening to you Katie," George greeted his date.

Fred had been quite attracted to Angelina for some time. Two years ago he had asked her to go to the Yule Ball with him, which she gladly accepted. That was the first night that the pair had sex. Although never an official couple, Fred and Angelina saw each other regularly since then. Whether it was sneaking around in an empty classroom at Hogwarts or going to her place in the middle of the night in summer, the pair took every opportunity to get naked and reacquaint themselves.

"You look gorgeous as always," Fred told her.

Angelina had a tall, athletic body that was a beautiful chocolate brown color. Her little black dress that she wore did wonders to show off her long legs while the low cut top showed her ample cleavage.

"You look stunning as well Katie," George piped up.

Although Katie Bell was a year younger than the other three, she had known them all for quite some time due to playing on the same Griffyndor Quidditch team as them. Like most of the girls in Griffyndor, Katie was quite impressed by the Weasley twins and jumped at the chance to go on a double date with Angelina tonight.

"Right well we should be off. Have reservations for a minute from now," Fred spoke up.

"You ladies fine using the Floo network," George asked as he helped Katie in her short red dress to her feet.

Going back to the fireplace, the four of them went one by one until they arrived at an Italian-style restaurant that the boys had selected for the date. For the next hour and a half the foursome ate great food and drank a good amount of wine until they'd finished their meal completely.

"We had a great time," Angelina told the twins as they stood in front of the restaurant fireplace.

"Yeah. You guys are hilarious," Katie added, her cheeks still red from all the laughter.

"Well the time doesn't have to end quite so soon," Fred told them.

"We can head back to our place for another round of drinks," George added.

The two girls exchanged a look to make sure that they were both on board with the new proposal. They both agreed and so when they stepped into the fireplace, they clear spoke Weasley Wizard Wheezes and arrived back at their joke shop.

"I love this place! You guys are brilliant," Katie spoke as they headed from the joke shop on the

first floor to the kitchen on the second floor.

"It's always nice having a fan," George joked.

Fred showed the girls to the living room as George ducked away into the kitchen. Using a summoning spell to find the bottle of firewhiskey, the twin poured it into four glasses and met the other three in the seating room. Angelina and Fred were holed up on the smaller loveseat while Katie sat by herself on the couch. Putting all four cups down on the coffee table, he took his seat right beside his date.

"Whoa," Angelina shouted as the amber liquid burnt her throat going down.

"Now that you mentioned it Katie, I have something in my bedroom that I think you'll find equally brilliant," George told her.

"Oh yeah," Katie asked, moving closer to her date. "Is it in your pants?"

George's mouth dropped open as the mild-mannered girl clutched his package through his robes. Stroking his penis now with her hand, George bent down and pushed his lips against hers. He didn't think it would be this easy to get the younger witch into bed, but he had a feeling that the firewhiskey may have helped his cause.

"I wish I had a clever line too but I don't. You wanna make out," Fred asked Angelina.

Replying with a simple nod, the pair came together and glued their lips to each other, just as George and Katie were doing on the other side of the living room. Neither girl showed any apprehension in kissing in front of the other so Fred and George didn't bother wasting the extra energy in dragging them to their separate bedrooms.

"Let me suck your cock," Katie whispered into George's ear.

Shooting up off the sofa, George pulled his robe off his body as his date worked to get his pants undone and slid down his legs. With his penis already rock hard, she moved closer to the edge of the seat so that her mouth as at the perfect level. Reaching out and giving his shaft a light stroke, she wasted little time in wrapping her lips around him and moving them up and down his pole.

"I guess Katie and George hit it off," Fred commented as he watched the sexy brunette work his brother's cock with her mouth.

"I can't have the younger girl show me up," Angelina said to Fred.

Knowing exactly what was on her mind, Fred swiftly removed his clothing in the blink of an eye. Angelina had only turned her head for a second but by the time she looked back at the twin, he was completely naked. Smiling at how well they knew each other sexually, the tall black girl turned her body around so that she was resting on her knees on his leather couch and was bent over on all fours.

"I almost forgot how good you were with your mouth," Fred told her while her mouth engulfed his semi-erect dick.

He felt his shaft harden immediately as her skill tongue started to pleasure him. To help her out, Fred gathered up her long black hair and held it above her head and out of the way. Not satisfied just sitting back and doing nothing, the twin stretched out his long arm to reach out and sneak his hand under Angelina's dress.

"Naughty girl," Fred commented. "No panties?"

"Figured it would save time," she told him.

"Brilliant you are," he replied before sinking two fingers into her wet pussy.

Meanwhile on the other couch Katie still had her mouth glued to George's cock as she sucked him off like her life depended on it. The young witch wasn't very experienced, but whatever she lacked in expertise, she made up for in youthful energy. Unable to take the foreplay anymore, George stepped back out of her range.

"I need to fuck you right now," he told her honestly.

"Was hoping you'd say that," Katie smiled back up at him.

Getting on her knees on the couch, Katie spun around so that her chest was pressed against the back of the leather seat. George pulled her robe off her rather quickly before reaching under her red dress and pulling down her panties but leaving them bunched up around her knees. Lifting her dress onto her back, George held his penis around the base before leading it towards her pink hole.

"Whoa," Katie shrieked in a mixture of surprise and pleasure.

"Damn your tight," George complimented her.

Working his large penis into the younger witch at a slow pace, it took the twin several minutes just to get half of his 8-inch shaft into her constricting hole. Finally, five minutes after he first penetrated her sex, George had his entire length inside of her, much to both of their delight.

"I half expected you to be a virgin," he told his date.

"How do you think I convinced Oliver Wood to pick me for the Quidditch team as a second year," Katie replied, looking over her shoulder and smiling back at him.

"Mmmm...Ahhhh," Angelina moaned from across the room.

George and Katie couldn't help but look over at the source of the loud grunting. As George was forcibly crashing his cock into Katie's pussy, they watched on as Angelina's naked body grinded her hips in Fred's lap, who was still seated on the loveseat. She had her clothing completely off her toned body so George and Katie could watch her large boobs bounce up and down as she rode along Fred's cock while facing out to the room.

George figured that she had a nice body but he never thought it was that good. Large tits that were quite firm looking, a long torso without an ounce of fat and smooth skin that looked good enough to eat made Angelina appealing to most men. That didn't mean that George didn't find Katie equally as attractive, just in a different way. Katie had an adorably cute face and although her breasts were considerably smaller than Angelina, Katie had a nice bald pussy and an ass that made the words juicy and round come to mind.

"I wanna turn on top now," Katie asked George. "You deserve a break."

"No arguing here," he replied before pulling out of her tight hole and flopping down on the comfortable couch.

Swinging her leg over his torso so she was now straddling him, she reached between her legs and guided his slick shaft back into her tight pussy. She took another minute to descend onto the base

and take his complete length into her, but once she was down she grinded her hips into his so that every inch of him was being massaged by her insides.

"Bloody hell," George groaned through gritted teeth, trying to hold off his pending orgasm.

It had been a good five minutes of energetic riding before George looked over to what his brother and Angelina were doing. They had also changed positions so that now Angelina was lying down on the loveseat while Fred lied on top of her and was continuously driving his thick shaft into her pussy.

"Oh yes...harder...harder," Angelina screamed from beneath Fred's thrashing body.

The dark skinned witch had her long legs wrapped around Fred's waist and was trying to use them to help drive him further down onto her. Every time he pulled out and prepared to drop down into her, she would dig her heels into his bare ass cheeks in an attempt to get him to reach new depths inside her pink folds.

"Can't...go...much...longer," Fred warned her.

"Good. Cum with me Freddy," she screamed.

Fred was thankful that all of his hard work was paying off for both of them. Hoping she was as close as she claimed, the twin stopped holding back and gave her two forceful thrusts before unloading his semen deep inside her pussy. Apparently his warn load coating her inner walls was just the final push the sexy witch needed.

"Yes Fred! I'm cumming," Angelina shouted while Fred stayed buried in her hole.

"Seems like we've got better stamina," George joked to the girl continuing to ride his penis.

"Not by much," Katie warned. "I'm so close!"

Katie started to moan even louder than what she had been doing before sinking down fully on George's lap and staying there. George felt her tight pussy clamped down on him even tighter before feeling a warm trickle of her pussy juice coat his shaft and start to seep out onto his thighs.

"Ohhh...Godddd...Ughhhhh," George grunted as he unloaded his large wad of cum into her unprotected teenage womb.

"That was intense as always," Fred told Angelina.

"You were amazing," Katie said to George.

"Ditto," George and Angelina said at the same time to repay their compliments.

"We should be going Katie before my dad starts to worry," Angelina told her.

"Okay," she said.

After the two girls got dressed and did a quick clean up, the said their good-byes to the twins and told them that they should do that again soon. The boys agreed without hesitation before taking them back down to the fireplace so that they could travel home.

"Well done tonight brother," Fred told his twin.

"And to you as well," he replied.

"Let's go rest up. Shop opens in 6 hours brother."

Hermione / Snape

Chapter Summary

Upon the Hogwarts Express, Professor Snape stumbles upon a fortuitous situation involving a blindfolded Hermione Granger

Title: Harry Potter And The Lure Of Lust: Part 6 - Deception Show: Harry Potter Author: The Chemist Pairings: Hermione/Snape Codes: Mf, Oral Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters or settings. I make no money from this story.

The trio spent the last remaining days of their summer vacation pondering Draco's behavior in Knockturn Alley. The boys were smart enough not to bring up the topic in front of Hermione, who they guess was still embarrassed about having slept with Borgin in a failed attempt to get information from the shady shopkeeper.

Sadly though, Harry and Ron had thought about it so much that the topic was starting to annoy them. Hermione had already moved along and was busy with her nose in one of the new books she bought for the upcoming school year while the trio was holed up in Ron's attic bedroom. Having not talked about what transpired down in the Alley for half of a day, now was the perfect time since they were far away from anyone that could have overheard them.

"Maybe it's something Draco can use to get revenge for his father getting thrown in Azkaban," Harry pondered aloud.

"Maybe. Or a way to break him and the other Death Eaters out of the prison," Ron theorized without missing a beat.

"Sadly, who knows? I don't think Draco is smart enough or near anywhere powerful enough to do anything too big on his own," Hermione jumped into the conversation. "He must have help from someone. Maybe his mother, Narcissa?"

"Couldn't be or else he wouldn't have tried to sneak off from her to go to Borgin and Burke," Ron replied, shooting down her idea.

"You have a point though. My bet is that he replaced his dad as a Death Eater and is doing a secret mission for Voldemort," Harry told them.

"Maybe. It would explain a few things but 16 is awfully young to join up with them," Hermione answered.

Before they could keep talking about the curious actions of Draco, Ginny came in through the door and told them Mrs. Weasley wanted to see them. They walked down the stairs only for Ron's mum

to tell them to finish up with their washing and packing. Hermione had already finished her preparation for leaving tomorrow but she helped the two boys get theirs down before dinner. They played more 2 on 2 Quidditch with Ginny after eating to help tire themselves out before crashing for the night.

When they woke up early the next morning, Mrs. Weasley was hurrying them around to make sure they left for King's Cross on time. She allowed them to use magic to help get all their stuff down into the Ministry-provided cars that were to transport them to the station. Luckily they were only a few minutes behind and the driver made up the time by driving a little faster and running a few questionable yellow lights.

By the time they all made the walk onto platform nine and three-quarters, the Hogwarts Express stood belching steam and looking like it was ready to push off in no time. After saying good-bye to Mrs. Weasley, Ron, Harry, Hermione and Ginny got onto the train and started looking for an empty compartment.

"We can't Harry," Hermione told him. "We have to report to the perfect's cabin."

"Blimey I forgot. That's fine," Harry told them before they headed their separate ways.

"I feel bad having to leave him alone," Ron said to Hermione.

Hermione watched as Harry and Ginny exchanged a few words before Ginny walked away from him and joined the compartment that Dean Thomas was in. The pair had been dating for the last month of the previous school year and throughout the summer, seeing each other a few times a week.

"I'm sure he'll meet up with Luna or Neville or someone," Hermione told him as they walked to their designated cabin.

Hermione and Ron made their way to the head of the train and went into their assigned meeting place for all perfects. Sadly Malfoy was in there, but after a few sneers and mean-spirited comments they tried to ignore each other as best they could. The duo tried to overhear any conversation Draco engaged in but they knew he wasn't stupid enough to talk about anything secret in such an open area.

"Alright perfects. This concludes our meeting so now go and patrol the corridors," said some woman that Ron didn't catch the name of.

"Would you mind making the first few rounds Ron? I'm absolutely exhausted from last night so I think I'll sneak off into the old compartment that is never used," Hermione shared.

"Yeah go ahead," Ron allowed.

"Thanks. Just give me an hour than you can come and wake me and I'll take over for you," she told him before running off.

Hermione was happy that Ron didn't press the issue as to why she was so tired. She would have told him some lie like she had a nightmare then couldn't get back to sleep but she preferred not to have to lie to the red-haired boy. The truth was that Hermione got horny again last night and crawled into bed with Ginny. She was more reluctant this time around but after some persuasion, Ginny indulged her passion and gave her the orgasm she so desired.

She found the lone empty compartment that very few people knew about. Long ago used as a staff compartment for when the teachers rode the train with the students, in recent times the secluded

room went unused. Hermione had found it last year when she stumbled into it during her patrolling of the corridor and that knowledge would serve her well for her nap now.

Little did Hermione know was that one of the staff members of Hogwarts was on the train today. Severus Snape had missed his portkey that would have taken him directly to the school. Due to extra security measures surrounding the wizarding school now, he could only apparate some distance from the main entrance so it made more sense to take the Hogwarts Express with the students. He had gone to some effort to hide the fact that he was riding with the students to the extent that not a sole knew he was taking the Express.

"Now what do we have here," Snape said to himself.

He was not expecting to find anyone in the secret staff cabin of the train upon his return from the lavatory. However, the teacher opened the door and saw Hermione Granger sleeping in his train compartment. She appeared to be in a deep slumber with her robe being used as a pillow to cushion her head against the window. He weighed up the options in his head as to what to do with the current situation. He was well within his rights to dock points from the Griffyndors for the know- it-all's trespassing, but surely there was a more severe punishment he could nail the student with.

"Mmm...yes Ron...make me cum..." Hermione moaned in her sleep.

"Interesting," Snape said dryly as he looked down his hooked nose. "I always thought she had a thing for Potter."

He now noticed that Hermione's hand was under her school skirt and appeared to be quite busy. Snape had to admit that as annoying as he found the young witch, he also found her to be quite attractive. He had no idea that she was the type of girl who had sexual dreams and would masturbate while doing so.

Not to his surprise, the former Death Eater looked down his body and found a large tent pitched in his pants. Not knowing how to quite handle this delicate situation, Snape was forced to act when he haw the beautiful witch stir. Reacting quickly, Snape removed his wand from his pocket and after a few quick movements, Hermione was now donning a black blindfold.

"That was close," Snape thought.

Due to Snape's skill with a wand, the material now blocking Hermione's eyes was tied on so gently that the student remained sleeping. Just as he was relieved thinking that his quick thinking had saved him, Snape shifted his weight and caused the floor boards under his feet to creak.

"Ron? Is that you? It can't be my turn to patrol the halls yet. Did you blindfold me," Hermione asked hastily.

With wand still in hand, Snape let his instincts take over. In a flurry of wand strokes, the Potions professor had stopped Hermione from pulling the blindfold off of her face by pressing her hands above her head, held by invisible bonds. It was only a temporary answer to his problem, but at least it gave him enough time to think and come up with a suitable solution.

"Oh...I see what you are thinking Ron," she told him. "You've come to collect on our agreement, have you? That's fine just lock the door behind you."

Snape couldn't believe the words that had just come out of the girl's mouth. Know-it-all, bookworm Hermione Granger had a deal worked out with fumbling friend Ronald Weasley where the red- haired boy got to have sex with her. Cautiously optimistic yet very excited, Snape's mind was

working a mile a minute to get a handle on the situation.

"Good for Ron," he said to himself.

Reaching behind him, the professor found the door and closed it tightly. Using his wand again, Snape performed another bit of magic and sealed it shut so that no one would be able to come interrupt him and Hermione. He also used his wand to cast another charm on the windows so that they were unable to be used to look inside the compartment.

"Get my hands down and you can do with me as you like," she told the man she believed was Ron.

Having heard Ron speak hundreds of times in his class, Snape used his wand to cast another spell on his throat. It wasn't an easy spell to use, but he was an accomplished wizard so it wasn't difficult for him.

"I prefer them up," he told the schoolgirl.

"You sound sick. You better not get me sick Ron," she told him.

"I'm in charged here so I'll tell you what happens. Now stop talking and open your mouth," Snape sneered.

Hermione was taken back by Ron's suddenly new stern edge to his voice but took it as another side effect of the extra sex hormones running through his veins. Hearing the robes being pulled over his head then the pants being dropped down his legs, Hermione did as she was told and opened her mouth in a big O.

The Potions professor stepped right out of his pants so that he was free to climb up onto the train bench. With a foot on either side of Hermione's body, Snape's fully hard cock was directly in front of her blindfolded face. Lining it up with her wide-open mouth, the oily haired man pushed his hips forward and felt her lips immediately clamp onto his shaft.

"Ahhh," he groaned.

Snape hadn't had sex in quite some time and he couldn't help but think why he hadn't since it felt so great. Pushing in the first half of his length along her plump lips, the black-haired wizard almost came inside her right away as the feeling of his cock being in her warm, wet mouth was bliss.

Even though he knew Hermione was only fulfilling her pact she made with the red-haired boy, Snape couldn't help but notice that Hermione was really enjoying sucking on his cock. The way she would use her tongue to heighten his experience and the moans that were escaping her mouth was telling him that she took pride and enjoyment in servicing him.

Not content with only having half of his cock in her talented mouth, Snape pushed his hips forward. Smiling when he heard her gag and cough when his bulbous head hit the back of her throat, Snape enjoyed pushing the young witch to her sexual limits. Pleased that she was able to regain control after her initial cough, Snape couldn't help but think that Hermione had done this a number of times already in her short sexual life. Holding his shaft in her mouth against the back of her throat, he was thrilled when she relaxed and allowed his penis to slid further into her.

"Fuck," Snape said when his entire length was buried in her throat.

Looking down, the Potions professor observed Hermione's face pressed firmly into his thickly matted pubic hair while his balls were resting on her chin. Snape couldn't believe that the girl that gave off such an innocent vibe was holding his entire shaft deep within her throat.

Lost in the moment, Snape eventually realized that the young witch was starting to thrash around on the seat. Looking at her face, he saw that her skin tone had changed from the creamy color it usually was into a dark red shade. Quickly deducing that his dick was blocking off her airway for the past half-minute, Snape pulled out and allowed the girl to catch her breath.

"I know...you like...when I suck...you off Ron...but let me breath every now and then," she panted.

Snape didn't reply to her but merely watched the normal color return to her face before sliding his cock back into her mouth. Going right to the back again, Hermione relaxed quicker the second time around and accepted him into her throat with much more ease. Holding himself completely in her mouth again for only a couple of seconds, Snape pulled out of her throat and let her breathe, much to her satisfaction.

"Oh yes," Snape groaned as he continuously pushed his shaft in and out of her throat, using her like a glorified fuck toy.

While continuing to use her mouth as his own personal plaything, Snape reached down and wrapped his hand in her bushy hair. As slammed his hips forward, he dragged her head back towards him so that his cock flew to the back of her throat. The extra force caused his sack to come up and slap the pretty girl in the face but neither one of them seemed effected. Despite the rough oral treatment she was being exposed to, Hermione was up for the challenge and even seemed to be relishing it.

Unable to stand another minute of Hermione sucking his dick without cumming, Snape pulled out of her wet mouth and jumped off the bench. Reaching for his wand again, the wizard flicked his wrist and suddenly all of Hermione's clothes came off in an instant.

"Oh my God...you are so fucking hot," Snape complimented the young witch.

"You act like it's the first time you've seen my naked," Hermione replied.

With her clothes lying on the opposite end of the bench, Snape looked at the 16-year-old's tight little body. Her small firm breasts with small pink nipples screamed out to Snape to suck on them, but he held out to observe the rest of what she had to offer before acting.

"Stand up," Snape demanded.

Finding that the magical bonds that were pinning her wrists to the cabin wall were released, Hermione listened to what Ron wanted. Standing off of the bench, she suddenly became aware that she was naked. She thought it was a little odd that Ron had performed such a perfectly executed wordless spell, Hermione was too turned on by his magical achievement to think otherwise.

Snape soaked in the sight of her lean body. She had a toned, flat stomach that blended smoothly downwards to her shaven pussy, Snape's personal favorite choice of grooming. Without any hint of hair, Hermione's pink pussy lips stood out in such contrast from her white skin, making her professor's mouth water.

Grabbing the much younger girl at the hips, Snape spun her around so that her back was now facing him. Running his hand along her skin, he stopped between her shoulder blades and gently pushed her forward. Hermione bent at the waist so that her ass was sticking out back towards the man she thought was Ron Weasley.

"Your butt is adorable," Snape told the horny girl while rubbing his slick tip along her ass crack.

The Potions professor couldn't believe his eyes. He started to kick himself for never noticing how

incredibly sexy the bookworm was before. Although her front half quite nice to look at, he had no idea her backside was so amazing. His eyes seemed unable to look away from her juicy yet tight looking round ass.

"Her ass is better than most girls' faces," Snape thought.

"You remember from earlier Ron. The backdoor is off limits to everyone, not just Harry," she told him.

She loved the reaction that she was getting from Ron with his recent set of compliments, especially since he had praised her body the first time they got together. Adamant on the fact that she was not going to become one of those girls who let men put their cocks in her tightest of holes, Hermione flipped back around so that she was sitting back on the bench.

"What a filthy slut," Snape thought, knowing that Miss Granger had done the deed with two best friends.

He considered ignoring her request and just having sex with her anally had crossed his mind, but Snape wasn't going to push his luck. After all, it wasn't every day that he walked in on a horny schoolgirl that he found to be quite good looking and wanted to readily have sex with him so he figured he'd do as she asked, this time at least.

The teenager already had her legs spread apart and was rubbing her pussy to get it prepared for Snape. Although he would have liked to stick his cock up the ass of the girl he found equal parts annoying and sexy, Snape changed his target. Stepping between her legs, he rubbed his tip along her pink folds before slipping the tip into her wet hole.

"Mmm...mmmm," Hermione moaned as his prick became completely buried inside her. "Fuck me hard Ron!"

Still in disbelief at how much of a slut the seemingly innocent girl was, Snape snapped out of it and did as she asked. Gripping her by her curved hips, the older wizard started to slam his cock into her tight hole with all the energy and power he had. Pleased that she was already extremely wet, her tightness was bearable due to the lubrication. It only took about 10 minutes of the intense fucking for it to pay dividends as Hermione began thrashing about.

"Oh yes...yes...oh my God yes," Hermione screamed out as she came all over Snape's penis, which was still stroking deep into her pussy.

He allowed the young witch a moment to collect herself after her orgasm before pulling out of her soaking wet hole and pulling her to her feet. Turning her so that she was facing the back wall, Snape made her bend forward so that her ass was once again stuck out. Sticking her arms out, Hermione found the window and was able to balance herself before toppling over.

Snape lifted her leg up onto the bench so that her tight pussy would open as wide as possible. With the teenager completely exposed, the professor guided his slick cock back into her wet pussy. Hermione gave a gasp as the new angle of his penetration nearly made her have her second orgasm in the span of a few minutes.

The blindfolded girl looked back over her shoulder and gave him a sexy grin to show that she was in absolute pleasure at having his nine-inch penis slamming into her. This made Snape push closer to his own orgasm with the knowledge that the beautiful girl was enjoying the rough sex just as much as he was.

Knowing that he was close to cumming, Snape wrapped his hand back into her bushy brown hair and tugged it hard. Her head snapped back and she let out a grunt of pain. Snape thought that it may have been too much for her, but she surprised him by pushing back into him and bringing him in for a tongue-filled kiss.

"Mmmmm...yessssss...I'm cumming again," Hermione shouted as she gushed her sweet cum onto Snape's quickly thrusting shaft.

Snape knew that his pending orgasm was mere moments away. The thought of filling her youthful pussy with his potent seed occurred to him, but the knowledge that the bookworm drank down his cum was too enticing for the former Death Eater. Slamming his length back into her one final time, Snape pulled himself out of her tight hole and made her get on her knees in front of him.

Hermione knew exactly what he wanted so she opened her mouth in preparation. Sure enough, she felt his cock, which was pasted in her own juices, slap onto her tongue. No sooner had it been placed there when she felt the first stream of warm cum land on her tongue. Wrapping her lips so that she formed a tight seal around his cock, she milked all of his warm seed that he could offer her before swallowing it down with another sexy smile plastered across her face.

Before the girl could reach for the blindfold and discover it was in fact Snape that had fucked her rather than her beloved Ron, the Potions professor reached his wand and stunned the teenager. Hermione instantly passed out and fell backwards onto the floor. Using a spell to re-dress the young witch, he placed her back in the same position he found her and exited the compartment.

Being sure to sneak his away along the corridor, he was pleased that he took such precautions when he saw Ron striding towards the cabin he had just vacated. Looking on from a dark corner, the Potions professor watched as the youngest male Weasley slid open the compartment door and stepped inside.

"Oi Hermione. Your turn to roam the halls," Ron said while throwing himself down on the opposite bench.

"Oi? We just have sex no more than 5 minutes ago and all I get is oi! You tactless git," Hermione screamed, sliding her robes back on.

"You've gone mental Hermione! We didn't have sex! I've just been walking the corridors. See! Look here," Ron shouted back while throwing a piece of paper at her.

Hermione calmed down enough to accept the parchment that the ginger-haired boy had given her. Opening it up, she read and discovered that 10 minutes Ron had been handing out a caution to one of the Slytherin students. Demanding to see the rest of his notepad, Ron had given warnings to 3 other students, spanning the last hour.

"But...but..." Hermione stuttered as her brain was working a mile a minute to come up with a logical solution.

"Maybe you had a dream we had sex," Ron suggested. "But our pact is still binding. It's set to burn up in flames once we...you know."

"It couldn't have been a dream," Hermione replied. As much as she would like to accept that explanation, her pussy felt like a truck had been run through it and she still had the distinct taste of cum in her mouth. "He sounded like you though."

"Well any NEWT wizard can change their voice, can't they? Tonks does it all the time. But they

must have also used Polyjuice Potion and gotten a strand of my hair," Ron told her.

"I was...er...blind...er...no you must be right. It had to have been a dream," Hermione blushed. She decided that the truth would have been too embarrassing so fed Ron a lie instead.

"Figured as much," Ron laughed. "I'm honored that you chose me to dream about."

Hermione could see the honor reflected in his expressive face. Now beaming with pride, Ron appeared to be sitting up straight as if he'd found some new confidence. Letting him have his ego inflated rather than share with him the truth of the matter, the smart witch let him have his moment in the sun.

"Okay so it's my turn to patrol the halls then," she said.

"Yeah. Be sure to stop by and say Harry. You know how sensitive he can be," he replied while getting comfortable.

Hermione / Neville

Chapter Summary

Eager to fulfill her debt to Ron, Hermione once again makes a wrong assumption

Title: Harry Potter And The Lure Of Lust: Part 7 - Assumed Identity Show: Harry Potter Author: The Chemist Pairings: Hermione/Neville Longbottom Codes: mf, Oral Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters or settings. I make no money from this story.

The Hogwarts Express eventually chugged into Hogwarts School and the students piled off. The prefects had to help organize the first-year students so that they all got a carriage ride up the Great Hall. Tonks escorted Harry, who had an unexpected run-in with Draco Malfoy, up to the school after she found him beaten and bloodied on the floor of the train.

Once all the students had made it from the train to the school, they were led to the Great Hall for the start of the year feast. Harry, Hermione and Ron, along with the rest of the student body, gasped in shock when Dumbledore announced that Snape was taking over the post of Defense Against the Dark Arts. They all figured that the recently re-instated Horace Slughorn was taking over the post, but Dumbledore announced he to be the new Potions master, as that was his specialty before his retirement.

"He's going to be worse than Umbridge," Ron said under a hushed voice.

"He'll at least allow us to use spells though," Hermione defended.

"How could Dumbledore allow a Death Eater to teach us the how to defend ourselves against the Dark Arts," Harry argued.

"Former Death Eater Harry. Snape has Dumbledore's full backing," she added.

"Why are you happy about this," Ron asked her.

"I'm not! I'm as upset that Snape is teaching us as you two but I don't think it'll be as bad as you think that it will be," Hermione replied. Snape's hard on you but it'll make it all the more satisfying when you ace his class."

"Sure that's one positive but I dare you to find another," Harry demanded.

"How about you two get to take Potions with Slughorn," Ginny piped up from beside Hermione.

"What are you getting at Ginny," Ron asked, quite confused by her comment.

"No she's right! Without Snape as Potions professor, there is hope that you can both get into the

class," Hermione told them. "Snape needs you to have an Outstanding from last year but Slughorn may allow you to get in with only Exceeds Expectations."

"So we can still be Aurors," Harry said happily.

"And I bet Slughorn let's you in since he loves you already," Ginny told.

"You've met him already," Ron asked.

"Yes Ron, when Dumbledore brought him to convince him out of retirement," Hermione answered.

"No I met up with him again on the train. Ginny was there too. Slughorn had arranged a meeting with a bunch of us in his compartment," Harry explained.

"It appeared to be students that had famous family members or were famous themselves," Ginny added, referring to Harry. "He asked me because I performed a pretty good jinx that Harry had taught me last year."

The rest of the feast was uneventful. After eating as much food as they could, the students staggered their way upstairs to their common rooms. Most students were so full that they went straight to bed once they eventually got up into their dormitory rooms. Once again, Harry and Ron were sharing a room with their friends Neville, Dean and Seamus. After a brief bit of catching each other up on their summers, all five drifted off to sleep in preparation for classes the next day.

Sure enough, Ginny and Hermione were correct in assuming that Slughorn would allow Harry and Ron to join in Potions class. They didn't have time to go to Diagon Alley and buy a copy of the sixth year Potions book so Slughorn allowed them to use an old copy. Even though the previous owner of the old book, who referred to themselves as the Half-Blood Prince, the textbook was for the most part intact.

"Alright class," Slughorn's booming voice said to the class. "I've prepared a few potions for you to examine, just for interest. Can anyone tell me what the clear liquid in the table to the far left is?"

Of course, Hermione's hand shot into the air. Slughorn was waiting for anyone to answer and immediately selected the only one in the air.

"It's Veritaserum. It forces the drinker to tell the truth," she answered.

"Excellent. 10 points to Gryffindor Miss..."

"Granger, sir. Hermione Granger," she answered.

"Good. And do you know what that one is," he asked, referring to the potion bubbling in the center cauldron.

"Amortentia. The most powerful love potion in the wizarding world," she replied.

"Indeed it is," Slughorn said. "Another twenty points to Gryffindor. But it's not really a love potion. You can't create love but rather it creates obsession or simply lust."

With Slughorn's announcement, the trio of Hermione, Ron and Harry exchanged a glance that conveyed much more than eye contact. Hermione was already theorizing that the Weasley twins must have made Amortentia and somehow modified it to make long lasting effects.

"It's one of the most powerful potions I know of. Obsessive love can be quite dangerous indeed,"

he told the class.

"What's in the last cauldron," one of the other students asked.

"Oho. Good question. That is Felix Felicis or liquid luck as it's also known as," Slughorn shared.

The Potions professor then went on to explain that the potion would make the drinker extremely lucky when drank. He also announced that he would be giving a vial of Felix Felicis to the winner of his class challenge. Harry didn't think he stood a chance, especially with an old textbook that had faded text and scribbled writing all throughout the book.

To his amazement, the handwriting in the margins of the book that were written to correct the text was serving Harry quite well. His potion was progressing nicely and was turning the shades of color at the correct time that they should have been. He knew he was doing a fantastic job when Hermione once looked over and her face looked surprised before changing to frustration. She immediately went back to her work and consulted her text, Harry knowing that she was thinking how he was doing better than her.

"Time is up everyone. Stop what you are doing," Slughorn announced.

The Potions professor moved slowly to each table and examined everyone's cauldron for who had the best attempt at the potion. He would occasionally give a grunt of approval, but he mostly would just glance at the potion or give it a sniff. Finally when he arrived at the table of Harry, Hermione, Ron and Ernie MacMillian, he looked more intently. Instantly dismissing Ron and Ernie's attempts, he told Hermione her's was the best so far.

"The clear winner," Slughorn beamed with pride after examining Harry's potion. "Excellent Harry! Here are you then, one bottle of Felix Felicis."

The bell went to signify the end of class and the students headed out. Harry tucked the golden vial of potion into his bag before meeting up with Ron and Hermione, who were looking at their timetable. They realized that they had the next class together, but it was Transfigurations. Transfigurations was a tough class taught by their Head of House, Professor McGonagall and Hermione was confident that she'd be the best in that class.

"Alright students. Today we will be doing some difficult magic. For any of you thinking of entering into the career of Auror, today's lesson will be essential. We will be performing transfigurations on ourselves today. We'll start with elongating our nose then progress to sizing our chins and cheekbones," Professor McGonagall announced.

"Blimey. This will be tough," Ron remarked.

Truer words had never been spoken. Ron found the class particularly tough, although Neville struggled just about as much. By the end of the lesson, both boys had managed to damage their faces so badly that Professor McGonagall had no solution in how to reverse it.

"Okay you two need to see Madame Pomfrey right away," she told them after several of her own failed attempts to correct their problems.

"Unnnn," one of the boys replied.

"Potter, you better take them to the hospital wing," McGonagall said to him.

Although they were able to use their own legs, both Ron and Neville seemed rather unbalanced. To prevent them from falling over, Harry placed himself between them and tossed an arm around each

of the tall boys. With a bit of effort and energy, he eventually got his two friends up to the healer.

"What happened to these two," Madame Pomfrey said when she saw Harry emerge into the hospital wing.

"Transfiguration charm gone poorly," Harry answered.

"Who are they," she asked.

"Ron Weasley and Neville Longbottom," he replied. "Not sure who is who since ruined their hair but I think it's Ron on my left."

Madame Pomfrey came around and helped the boys into their own hospital cot. After taking a look at each of them, she hurried to her back room and emerged a few minutes later with a bottle. She applied ointment to each of their faces and waited for some type of reaction. After another minute she disappeared again before returning with a bottle of pills.

"Mr. Weasley isn't as bad off as Mr. Longbottom. Ron can go back to his own bed now. He'll need some rest and to take these pills once he's awake but should be fine in no time," she told him. "But Neville will need to spend more time here."

"Well he be okay," he asked with concern in his voice.

"Oh yes Mr. Potter," she replied. "No need to worry about that. I've been seeing this injury every year around this time so this is nothing new."

"I'm happy to hear that," Harry said, feeling quite relieved.

Walking over to Ron, he threw his arm over his shoulder and lifted him off the bed. The boy with the horribly deranged face was barely able to support his own weight, so Harry found himself practically carrying him. By the time they had made it to the end of the infirmary, Harry was already feeling a burning in his legs and sweat starting to build.

Luckily, Harry made it all the way back to Gryffindor Tower before his fatigue set in. Finding Seamus and Dean sitting in the common room, Harry recruited the duo to help him get Ron up into his bed. The two complied without hesitation and now Ron was carried up the stairs with much greater ease.

"Is he going to be okay," Hermione asked Harry as she caught the three boys descending down the dormitory stairs.

"He'll be just fine," he replied. "Just resting now but he'll be up on his feet within the hour. Good as new and all that."

Hermione felt herself breathe a sigh of relief. She wasn't quite sure of her feelings for Ron just yet but she knew that she didn't want him to have a horribly disfigured face forever.

"Alright then, we're off," Harry told her.

"Off to where," Hermione asked.

"We've got a double lesson of Divination today so we have to take off," he explained. "Would you mind tending to Ron while we're out?"

"Yes of course. Just get going and I'll see you in 4 hours," she replied.

Hermione watched as Ron's three roommates left the common room and headed to their class. It was the only class that Harry and Ron had without her. With no other suitable class to fill the timeslot in her courseload, Hermione found herself with a spare period. The concept was quite foreign to her, but she was determined to make the best of it.

Already having completed the little homework she had received so far, Hermione broke open a new book about Defending Dark Arts and started to read. She wanted to be prepared for the new year, especially since Professor Snape was their teacher now. She was sure that the dark-haired wizard was going to make the class much more challenging than it had previously been under the 5 teachers who had held the post.

However, she had already read the first 3 chapters and found herself needing a break. Even for a student as dedicated to learning as Hermione, she was having trouble focusing. She knew that it couldn't have been the topic that she was reading. With the threat of Voldemort looming over the wizarding world, not to mention a new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher to impress, that should have been all the motivation she needed to study.

With her thoughts free of schoolwork for the first time since arriving at Hogwarts yesterday, Hermione had time to think about what took place on the train. Someone had found her in her secret train compartment and tricked her into having sex with them. She should have known it wasn't Ron immediately because of how talented a wizard and rough a lover they were. She hadn't picked up on those subtle clues and ended up willingly let some stranger do naughty things to her.

Sadly she knew the whole circumstance around the incidence was out of her control for the most part. That damn super-strength lust potion she accidently inhaled a month ago was still wrecking havoc to her system. It was her hormone-fueled state that made her sleep with Harry and agree to having a sex pact with Ron as a consequence. She wouldn't have been so eager to have blindfolded, bonded sex with someone she assumed to be him if it wasn't for the pact. And it was the same lust potion that was distracting her from her studies at the current moment.

Crookshanks, her friendly cat, walked by her leg and snapped her out of her current stream of thought. Glancing at the clock above the fireplace, the studious girl realized that it had been an hour since her conversation with Harry.

"Better go check on Ron," she thought to herself.

She closed her book and tidied up her table before standing and tucking in her chair. Although she knew she'd be returning to her chair, she still thought it was good manners to clean up after herself and set a good example for all the other students in her House. Climbing the boys dormitory stairs, she walked past 4 boys before stopping at the large wooden door on her right.

Seamus Finnigan Neville Longbottom Harry Potter Dean Thomas Ronald Weasley

Having been to the room only a few times in her five years at Hogwarts, she found their door easily enough. When there was no reply to her knocking, Hermione pressed open the door and walked inside.

The room was in fairly decent shape for a place inhabited by five teenaged boys, but they had only arrived yesterday so she wasn't willing to give them more credit than they deserved. Peering around, she easily spotted Ron lying on his back in the only occupied four-poster bed.

Walking closer, Hermione was prepared to call out his name when something caught her eye. She deduced that Ron must have been having an arousing dream as the front of his robes were pitched up. Smiling to herself, she stared at the bulge for a few moments and remembered the good time she had with that bulge less than a month ago in his attic bedroom at the Burrow.

Then an idea hit her like a ton of bricks. Pulling out her wand, Hermione cast another sound blocking charm, the same one she used over the summer from preventing people outside the room from hearing any noises from the other side of the door. It may have been the same spell, but rather than preventing Molly Weasley from overhearing her, she was preventing the entire house of Gryffindor from knowing that she'd be having sex.

"Ron? You awake," she asked in a hushed tone while leaning over his unrecognizable face.

Hermione watched as he wiggled on the bed slightly and let out a low moan. She could vaguely see one of his eyes crack open, but it was impossible to look into them due to all the swelling.

"Don't try to speak Ron. I don't want another situation like the one from the train," Hermione told him. The swollen-faced boy tried to speak again but she made a hushing noise to silence him. When he tried to speak again, the witch extended her arm and clutched his penis threw his robes. "Shhh. I'll do the work."

Having to move the hand that was massaging the growing bulge in his pants, Hermione pulled his Gryffindor robe up and over his head. His school sweater and tie were slightly more haphazardly thrown on than usual but the horny witch chalked that up to the distress on having his face horribly deranged.

Making short of work of the clothes covering his upper body, Hermione made a mental note to talk to Ron about his fondness for the sugary desserts Hogwarts serves after dinner. He appeared to be a bit plumper than usual, but Hermione realized that she hadn't seen the boy naked enough to really know if he was in fact rounder.

Hermione did likewise to Ron's pants so that the boy was completely naked. With his back rested on the comfortable mattress, Hermione pushed him further up so that his head was on top of the pillows. This gave the lust-filled teenager room at the bottom of the bed. Taking advantage, she crawled onto the space provided and settled right between his legs.

"Mmmmppphhh," the boy moaned in response to Hermione's warm tongue licking its way from the very base of his cock to the tip.

Smiling at the effect she had over him, Hermione did another slow lick along the underbelly of his dick and got the same high-pitched noise as the first time she did it. This time she stayed at the head of his penis and used her tongue to lick all over his bulbous tip. More noises made there way from Ron's lips, which only spurred on motivated witch.

Continuing to bombard him with more of her oral skill, Hermione wrapping her lips around his tip and used her tongue to make quick, darting movements over the slit at the very top of his cock. This caused the boy to leak some pre-cum right onto her tongue, indicating to Hermione that he did indeed appreciate her blowjob.

Pulling herself from his cock slit, Hermione wet her lips and opened her mouth. Being sure to make continuous eye contact with the boy, even with his badly swollen eye sockets, the beautiful witch placed his tip back in her wet mouth. Swirling her head around, she made loud slurping noises as she sucked on the first inch of his large dick. Even though Ron had shut his eyes, Hermione kept staring up at him as she moved the next inch into her vacuum-like mouth.

She noticed his flailing hands on each side of his body and decided that he needed something to do with them. With her lips still moving along the top half of his shaft, Hermione grabbed his hands and placed them on either side of her head. She knew that he would mess up her tamed hair but figured that he'd like the chance to finally take control.

Even though Ron was still groggy from the miscast spell and subsequent medication, he was more than willing to control Hermione's tempo. Strengthening his grip on her head by wrapping his fingers in her slightly wavy hair, the exhausted boy tugged her further towards his groin. Hermione was becoming better at relaxing her throat muscles so she was able to slide his length all the into her mouth and down into her throat. There was little resistance met and she was able to suppress her gag reflex.

"Mmm...urggg," the boy moaned from his swollen mouth.

Hermione held him deep in her throat for several seconds until she started to feel the lack of oxygen her body was receiving. The injured wizard didn't have enough strength in him to keep her pressed to his body so Hermione was easily able to push away from him. Slowly sliding his shaft from her throat, she felt him pull out of her airway. Now able to get a breath in, she did so before putting him back into her mouth completely.

This time she only stayed there for a moment or two before pulling off of him until just the tip was left between her lips. The last time she had had sex on the train, the man she thought was Ron had used her mouth like a sex toy and pounded his shaft into it without mercy. The abuse and degradation had excited her and she was waiting for the chance to do it again. Slamming her own face down towards Ron's body until her nose smashed his patch of pubic hair, she pulled back again before repeating the action and hurling her face back down. She was determined to have her mouth fucked hard even if the injured boy didn't have the energy to do it the same way the man on the train had done it.

"UGHHHH...AHHHH," the boy struggled to groan loudly.

Hermione soon realized why Ron's grunt sounded different this time. She felt the first blast of semen splash against the back of her mouth as his shaft headed to her windpipe. Unable to stop her momentum, the horny witch had his throbbing member firmly held in her throat when the next spray of cum erupted from his bulbous head. The thick liquid dripped directly into her stomach and Hermione felt cheated that she wasn't able to taste any of his juices yet. Pulling him from her throat, she rested him on her tongue as the rest of his semen dropped onto her taste buds and allowed her to savor the salty flavor.

"I wonder if that counts towards fulfilling the pact," Hermione thought.

Flipping open Ron's trunk at the end of his bed, Hermione started to search for the piece of parchment that was enchanted to a magical contract. Finally finding it tucked inside his copy of A History of Magic, Hermione saw that it was still not satisfied.

"Humm," Hermione groaned before addressing the exhausted boy on the bed. "I'm not leaving until we have sex."

Her comment had a positive effect on the wizard as he stirred himself to perch up on his elbows. This was the most Hermione had seen him move the entire time and took it as a sign that the teenage wizard still had enough left in the tank to have sex with her. Quickly removing her robe, clothing and underwear, Hermione stood completely naked in front of the boy who was clearly soaking in the image and studying her body closely. Noticing that his penis was starting to soften, the beautiful witch went back between his legs and returned him to her mouth.

"Ahhhh," he moaned as she slurped on his now sensitive tip.

After an energetic minute, Hermione felt him stiffen along her lips. Not wanting to waste another second bound to someone via a magical agreement, the witch pulled her mouth away from his spit- covered shaft. Crawling up the bed, Hermione swung her leg over Ron's thicker than usual waist. Now straddling his broad torso, she reached back between her legs to guide his long cock along her pink folds. The rough blowjob she had given had excited her enough to make her wet, so her natural juices mixed well with her own saliva that was thickly applied to the teenage boy's dick.

"Mmmm," Hermione moaned as that familiar feeling of pleasure washed over her body as a hard dick was inserted into her pussy.

Resting her hands on his strong chest for balance, Hermione slowly lowered her tight hole down onto his thick shaft. Even though she'd had sex no more than 3 days prior, the young witch had tightened back up so that it felt like a vice to Ron as she inched her way down his cock.

While she was still descending along his pole, Hermione felt him reach up and grab a handful of each of her perfectly firm tits. Happy that the boy was enjoying himself as much as she was, the witch sunk down quickly until she felt her pelvis crash into his.

"Oh my God," she screamed as all eight inches of his rock hard cock buried into her folds.

Hermione allowed herself a moment to rest with his entire length probed deep into her pussy. Pressing against his chest with her hands, she dragged her vice-like pussy up along his shaft until only the tip was left inside her. Letting her arms go limp, she glided down his dick so he was back in her fully.

"Gguuhhhh," the boy moaned from beneath Hermione as she continuously bounced up and down on his cock at an intense pace.

His hands had gone from merely squeezing her fleshy tits to using his thumb and forefinger to roll her small pink nipples. Even though they were already erect from her own arousal level, the extra attention he was paying to them was making Hermione even hotter.

With a thin layer of sweat coating her body, Hermione's creamy white skin was glistening in the candlelight. She had only now became aware that her frantic speed was catching up to her as she felt the burn in her legs now every time she went to the top of Ron's cock. Needing a breather, Hermione guided him all the way back inside her before grinding her hips into his lap.

"Oh yes big boy," she moaned as his long dick was hitting new areas within her hole.

The tired boy moved his hands from her breasts and slid them down her tight stomach until reaching the patch of skin that normally would have been covered in hair. Guiding his fingers backwards, the wizard encircled her rounded hips until they were resting on her impressive rear end.

"So you share Harry's fondness for my ass too," Hermione said to the horny boy.

"Don't all boys," he mumbled through swollen lips.

"In that case..." Hermione said before pulling herself off of his lap.

Before he could share his displeasure about having been removed from her pussy, Hermione spun around so that her ass was now facing him. With her legs still straddling his body, the beautiful witch took him back into her wet hole, nothing changed except for the fact she had turned herself

180 degrees atop of the horny wizard.

"Feel free to grope," she told him while bending forward so that her ass stuck out more towards him.

The words had barely left her mouth when she felt the palms of his hands smack her ass. Both hands found their target and his fingers instantly flexed and took a meaty handful of each cheek of her perfect backside. Hermione smiled that the boy was enjoying her ass since she considered that body part to be her best feature. She'd heard boys talking about it in the halls as she passed them unnoticed and would even get the odd one grazing it 'by accident' as they walked past her.

Hermione found her frantic pace that she had used earlier and was now slamming her body done on his long pole. The boy wasn't going to just sit back and relax. Instead, the wizard was lifting his hips up off the bed to meet Hermione's pelvis each time she descended back down. The collision sounded like flesh meeting fleshing and caused Hermione's ass to ripple due to the force of contact.

"Oh my God Ron! I'm so close! Keep fucking me hard," Hermione screamed, the swear word sounding odd coming from her mouth.

Shifting his weight so that he could rise off the bed, the disfigured wizard now had his sweaty chest pressed against Hermione's back. He had to move his hands due to the new position, but it allowed him to wrap his long arm around her small body. His finger searched for her pussy, which was currently grinding into his lap with his entire cock buried deep inside her. Finding the fleshy folds, he used his middle finger to rub above her hole, right on top of her aroused clitoris.

"Oh yes! AHHHHHHHH," Hermione screamed out in a chorus of loud moans as she came all over his erect pole.

He had to bite down on his lip to distract himself from how tight her sweet pussy had gotten around his throbbing cock. She sat motionless in his lap for a few moments to regain her breath after having another one of her powerful orgasms. The young wizard knew she had her energy back when he felt her wiggle her cute ass on his pelvis.

"I don't want to take any chances with not fulfilling that pact we have. Cum in me," Hermione told him. "Cum in me Ron! Fill me up! I want your...whoa!"

Before Hermione could finish her string of instructions, the boy had a surge of energy. Rolling his hips, he pulled her to the side so that they both had their left sides resting on the bed with his chest still pressed firmly against her back. Rearing his hips back, he slammed them forward so that his cock slid right back into her pink hole. He knew he didn't have the energy required to keep up this pace, but he had the intentions of cumming before his reserves ran out.

Pressing her legs together to make her pussy feel even tighter, the boy knew he wouldn't be able to last much longer, despite cumming just before the pair had sex. The instant Hermione's hand reached down and started to play with his balls with her fingers, he couldn't take it any longer.

Feeling his balls tighten up, the boy knew that he was seconds away from emptying himself inside her for a second time in less than an hour. With one last push deep inside her, he listened to her demands and shot his load within her pussy with a load grunt shouted from his mouth.

No sooner had he cum deep within her pussy when the door burst open. Both Ron and Hermione snapped their heads around to see who had walked in on them having sex and noticed that it was Harry. Harry wasn't alone though as he had another boy draped over his shoulder with his head hanging so low that all that was visible was red hair.

"Harry! Get out! What are you even doing here," Hermione shouted while trying to cover her tight body with any clothing she could find.

"Hermione! What are you doing with Neville," Harry replied.

"Neville? I didn't have sex with Neville. This is Ron," she argued. Having located her skirt, Hermione stepped into it and pulled it up her legs until it rested on her hips. Having done so made her drop the hand that was covering her body so Harry was able to steal a glance of her firm teen tits and completely shaven pussy. "Who are you carrying anyway?"

"I'm carrying the real Ron," Harry told her while leaning back the boys head and showing his face. Hermione gasped in shock at the revelation. "That's Neville on the bed."

Not wanting to look over and confirm the sinking feeling in her stomach, she knew she had no choice. Turning her head, her eyes came to rest on the boy lying on Ron's bed. He was both shorter and plumper than the Ron she had envisioned in her mind and now knew why. His face and hair had returned to their normal appearance and Hermione realized she was staring at Neville Longbottom rather than Ron Weasley.

"But...but...you said it was Ron? You put him on Ron's bed," Hermione questioned. "Oh my God I had sex with Neville."

"And it was brilliant Hermione," Neville piped up with a smile that they all knew would be plastered across his face for the rest of the year.

"Me and Madame Pomfrey both got confused. They looked identical with their faces all messed up, didn't they," Harry explained.

Shocked and feeling ashamed at being fooled into sleeping with another person, Hermione threw on her shirt. Only managing to find her robe, she stormed out of the room, passing Harry and the real Ron in the doorway. Neville quickly scooped up her forgotten pair of panties and placed them in his trunk, no doubt to keep them as a trophy to remember the time he lost his virginity.

Classes had let out no more than 5 minutes ago and it appeared that every boy from Gryffindor had come back to the house at the exact same time. Leaving a boy dorm room while holding her bra and robe in her hands with hair that looked like she had just had sex plus having warm sperm dripping down her thigh drew the attention of everyone she passed in the hall and stairwell. Hermione could hear all the whispers and feel all the sets of eyes on her and knew exactly what they were thinking. Without doubt she felt like boys would start talking to her more with the hope of getting her into bed now that they knew she wasn't the prude virgin that she portrayed. Even though still embarrassed, Hermione got a sick pleasure knowing that she'd be receiving more attention from the male students.

Hermione / Ron

Chapter Summary

Hermione, on the third time trying, finally rewards Ron with sex.

Title: Harry Potter And The Lure Of Lust: Part 8 - Third Time's the Charm Show: Harry Potter Author: The Chemist Pairings: Hermione/Ron Codes: mf, Anal, Oral Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters or settings. I make no money from this story.

It hadn't taken long for the news to travel throughout Gryffindor House about what had transpired between Neville and Hermione. The boys were treating Neville like a hero now, asking him what his secret was or just clapping him on the back every time he passed by. Although he didn't remember how he had gotten Hermione Granger into bed, he could recount every detail of their encounter. Of course the boys asked for the play-by-play, and Neville was more than willing to share with them how she looked naked and how great she was during their time together.

"You animal Neville," Dean Thomas said to him once the celebrated boy told him what happened for the umpteenth time. "How does her ass look naked? It must be amazing because I want to peel her pants down every time I see her!"

"Easy Dean, you're dating my sister after all," Ron warned.

"It was breathtaking! Beyond words," he confessed.

Ron looked sideways to Harry and the pair smirked. Neville wasn't the only one who had slept with Hermione, so they knew exactly how good Hermione looked naked. Rather than steal Neville's spotlight by admitting they had fucked her too, the boys decided to let their friend have his fifteen minutes of fame.

Everyone was also treating Hermione differently, but not nearly in the same manner as Neville. She was receiving many more catcalls and hearing more pick up lines from the guys, which annoyed her even more because it meant studying in the common room would be impossible. Every time she had tried to open her books in her favorite comfy chair, one of the boys would come and spark up a conversation with her with the hope that it ended in his bed.

Sadly, the boys weren't the only one that the story had reached. The girls of Gryffindor had heard of the incident and were now giving the smart witch dirty looks or calling her slut just loud enough so that she could hear them. That treatment was reserved for more of the snooty girls in the house, like Romilda Vane. The majority of the girls would either ignore her altogether like her promiscuity was contiguous or laugh and talked in hush tones when she entered the room.

One of the only exceptions was Ginny Weasley. Not caring that Hermione had embraced her

sexuality and was gaining experience with boys, Ginny was not going to abandon her best friend in her time of need. Hermione was very thankful that she had at least one girlfriend left in the school, despite the fact Ginny was also one of her sexual conquests.

"Don't let them bother you Hermione," Ginny told her friend as a group of Gryffindor girls walked by her in the courtyard and laughed.

"It's hard not to when everyone thinks I'm some big slut," Hermione steamed. "Ugghhh! This is all Ron's fault!"

"My brother's fault? What did he do? Push you onto Neville's cock," Ginny asked.

"Haha," Hermione fake laughed in response to Ginny's last question. "We have some stupid agreement he made me enter."

"What type of agreement," Ginny replied.

"I'm sorry to have to say this to you, but your brother and I have a contract that we must have sex," she shared.

"Gross. Why," the red-haired girl asked.

"He found out I had sex with Harry so the only way to not have things be weird is to have sex with him too," Hermione blurted out.

"You had sex with Harry? And are going to have sex with my brother? You know I like Harry and yet you decided to fuck him anyway," Ginny screamed. Getting to her feet, her face was already as red as her hair. "Everyone else is right Hermione! You are a giant slut!"

Ginny picked up her book bag and stormed out of the courtyard, leaving Hermione alone. There were roughly 40 other people in the yard with her, all of them with their eyes looking at the scene that had just unraveled. Feeling horrible that she had just upset the best girl friend she had, and one of the only people that were still talking to her, Hermione chased after her.

"Ginny, please listen! I'm so sorry! It was an accident," Hermione pleaded to her.

Stopping in her tracks on the staircase leading to the front door of the school, Ginny turned to face her. As soon as Hermione saw her face, she instantly rethought her plan on confronting Ginny right away rather than allowing her time to cool down.

"It was an accident you fucked Harry Potter? And it was someone else's fault you slept with Neville? Just let Ron pound you so that you cross another guy off the list of people you've let into your pussy," Ginny screamed.

Hermione was left speechless and dumbfounded. Ginny had shouted her vicious words then ran off into the castle. Hermione was left alone on the stairs, but after looking around, she realized she wasn't alone whatsoever. The crowd from the courtyard had followed her and heard every word that Ginny had said. As had the crowd of people now formed at the top of the steps, who no doubt had flooded out of the nearby Great Hall after hearing the screams.

Completely embarrassed, Hermione looked for anywhere to run. Finding that her only exit was to her right, she started off in a sprint to get away from the throngs of gossiping students. She didn't care where she went as long as it had no one there. Picking her head up, she nearly ran right into Hagrid's hut. Stopping only a few feet from the door, Hermione bent over to catch her breath after the energetic run, she was surprised when the door flew open.

"Oh Hermione. I nearly ran you over," Hagrid's booming voice rang out. Then he noticed that the girl was out of breathe and had tears starting to emerge from the corner of her eyes. "Is everything okay?"

Not bothering to answer his question with words, Hermione simply walked past him and entered his hut. Even though Hagrid had some business to take care of in the Forbidden Forest, Hermione was a good friend and her needs outweighed his own. Turning around, the half-giant stepped back into his house and closed the wooden door behind him.

"Everything has gone wrong," Hermione said while suppressing her sobs.

"It's okay dear," Hagrid replied, rubbing her back in an effort to comfort her. "what's the matter? Just know I'm not the best at problem solving."

"Everyone at school hates me and now so does Ginny. I betrayed her confidence by going for the same thing she wanted," she told him.

"I'm sure you're overreacting Hermione. No one would hate the Hermione I know," Hagrid said to her.

"Thank you Hagrid. That was very kind," Hermione told the half-giant.

"And about the Ginny situation, why don't you just help her get what she wants. You know, the thing you both wanted but that you ended up getting," he continued.

"That's brilliant Hagrid," Hermione replied, her mood bouncing back.

"Well I don't know about brilliant," he blushed. "And you can't change people's minds so just ignore them. It's not easy but sooner or later they start to come around again."

"Since your on a roll right now with advise Hagrid, is it okay if I ask you one more time," the bushy haired witch asked.

"Of course. Anything for you," he answered.

"Great. So I have this deal in place with someone and it's really been getting me into trouble. How should I handle it," Hermione asked.

"To me, my word is my bond. Without keeping promises, I'm nothing," he explained. "In my experience, settle the contract right away, as quickly as you can."

"Humm. You've done it again! Thank you Hagrid, you've been a massive help," she told him.

Wiping the remains of her tears away, the young witch gave Hagrid as big of a hug as she could manage. Giving Fang a pat on the head, she exited his cabin through the back door to avoid any of the crowd that saw her duck inside earlier. Confident that she knew what to do now, Hermione set off towards the castle.

She made it back to her dormitory room but not without learning that the entire school must have heard about her and Ginny's row. Boys were gawking, girls were gossiping and sneering while the Slytherin house made jeers and comments to her. She ignored them all and walked the whole way with her mouth shut and her head held high.

"Ron. We need to talk," Hermione said to him after finding him and Harry in the corner of the common room playing wizard chess. "In private."

Rather than look for a new place to sit that was out of earshot from other students, Harry acted like a gentleman and left the pair to discuss their business. Looking around, Hermione was confident no one would hear what she would say to her friend.

"Tonight. 8pm. Room of Requirements. We are finally cashing in on this pact," she told him.

Ron's wide bulged with anticipation as he would finally get to have sex with Hermione for the first time in over a month. Clearing his throat, he composed himself a minute before replying in an equally hushed voice.

"Great. I'll be there. Shall we go together," Ron asked.

"No. I'll head up after dinner and wait for a little while. You go to the common room after you finish eating then duck out. Say you have detention or something," she explained.

"I like the new Hermione," he said.

"Just make sure you're there. Oh, and bring the damn contract," she told him before storming off.

Hermione had accomplished one of her priorities, but she wouldn't be happy until she had talked with Ginny. Heading up the stairs to the girls dorm, Hermione opened her room door and found Lavender Brown and Ginny Weasley on their beds. The two had most likely been talking about her, as they had shut up the instant Hermione entered the room, but she didn't care anymore.

"Can we talk Ginny...alone," Hermione asked.

"Maybe she doesn't want to talk to girls like you," Lavender replied bitterly.

"This doesn't concern you Lavender. Ginny is a big girl who can speak for herself anyway," Hermione retorted.

Lavender looked over to her friend and was surprised when the girl with the red hair gave her a small nod. Picking up her book, the fellow sixth year witch walked by Hermione and out of the room, but not before giving her an icy glance. Hermione ignored her and shut the door tightly once she crossed the threshold. Knowing that the gossipy girl would try to listen in, Hermione cast her familiar sound muffling charm on the door.

"What do you want Hermione? To stab me in the back again, maybe with an actual knife this time," Ginny asked pointedly.

"Ginny, I feel awful about what happened. I'm here to tell you the truth, I owe you that much and more. No excuses or me blaming others, I'll tell you everything," she said to her friend.

When Ginny didn't shout or kick her out of the room, Hermione started in on her story. First she explained how they came across the bottle of lust potion in Ginny's twin brother's room. Ginny could only stare in shock as Hermione told her about the threesome that she had with Ron and Harry. Hermione told her everything, every sexual encounter or desire she has had since the accidental exposure a month ago.

"So you're stuck like you are," Ginny asked after hearing the entire story.

"For the present. At least until some brilliant potion master can find a cure," Hermione told her.

"So you slept with those guys because you honestly couldn't help yourself," Ginny stated.

"Yes, but I have to take some of the fault. It was still me doing those things despite the increased hormones in my system," she replied.

"I'm so sorry I yelled at you Hermione," Ginny confessed.

"I still vow to help you land Harry despite sleeping with him...twice. I swear to it Ginny that you'll end up with that messy-haired boy," Hermione swore.

"I really do appreciate that Hermione," she told her friend. "How is our original plan working?"

"Great actually. You'll have to keep dating Dean though, at least for the foreseeable future. We need Harry to get use to the extra lust before you and him can settle together.," Hermione told him.

"Yeah that might be a problem. You've had a pretty big fight and our relationship is on the rocks," Ginny confessed.

"Leave it to me, I'll talk to him and I think I know of a solution," she told her. "But we should head down to the Great Hall for dinner."

"But all those people know about you now," Ginny warned. "By now the whole school will probably have heard."

"That's probably true but it'll do no good staying locked up in here," she confessed.

Ginny was right. When the girls walked through their own common room, Hermione was once again met with her familiar jeering and icy looks. But it didn't end once they moved through the doorway protected by the Fat Lady. She received the same treatment out in the halls on her away down to dinner, the gossip having spread like wildfire through Hogwarts in only a short amount of time. Holding her head high still, Hermione continued down and eventually arrived in the Great Hall.

"Hey baby, free tonight for a visit to my bed," Draco Malfoy teased as she and Ginny walked by Slytherin's table. Of course, the entire table erupted into laughter after their leader's mean joke.

"Sorry Malfoy, I'm only interested in real men, not silly boys who'd wet themselves," Hermione replied coolly while continuing to move towards her table. She was pleased to find that her comment had silenced the entire Slytherin table.

"Filthy Mudblood whore," Draco cursed. "Like I'd touch you with a ten foot pole!"

"More like a 5 inch pole from what I hear in the little girl's room," Hermione retorted. She couldn't help but notice the angry scowl Draco shot Pansy Parkinson, conveying to Hermione that the two had a sexual relationship going on.

Her words had the effect that she had been hoping for. Not only had it quieted the jeering coming from the Slytherin table, but a number of the students at the table could be heard laughing after her latest insult. Of course they stopped immediately once the blonde-haired boy looked over at them, but the damage had been done. Exchanging a smile with Ginny, the paired continued on until finding seats together at the long Gryffindor table.

"That was epic Hermione," Ginny told her.

"I figure too many people know about my...sexual exploits so why try to hide it. I might as well accept it and use it to whatever advantage that I can," she told the red-haired girl.

The two girls went on to eat and chat as the rest of the students piled inside. Many of the girls just avoided contact with them altogether, but of course there was always boys walking by and trying to strike up a conversation with her. She was successful in chasing most of them away fairly quickly, but it was still aggravating.

"Hey Hermione..."

"Can't I eat for two consecutive minutes without being interrupted with some cheesy pick-up line or straight up offer for sex," Hermione shouted at the boy who had called her name.

"Whoa Hermy, was just asking if these seats were available," Harry told his friend.

"Oh...sorry Harry. I just thought you were another pervert," she apologized.

"No problem. I imagine it's been a trying day for you," he replied, showing off his compassionate side.

"Where's Ron? I thought you two were inseparable," Ginny asked.

"Ha ha," he fake laughed. "I dunno. He acted strange after you and him talked Hermione, then he disappeared into his room ever since."

"Sounds like Ron, always acting silly, isn't he," she laughed.

The dinner seemed to pass by pretty quickly. Having Harry and Ginny there with her had discouraged any more comments from the boys, at least for the time being. Hermione had been lost in the conversation with the two of them that she forgot the time and her special meeting she'd set up with Ron.

"While I better be going," Ginny announced. "I told Dean that I'd meet him in the common room around 8 and I wanted to brush me teeth first."

Once Ginny had stood from the table and excused herself, Hermione realized the time. She'd have to leave the Great Hall soon herself if she wore to keep up with her timings that she'd given Ron. Looked up at Harry's face she announce her imminent departure as well, Hermione realized that it was formed into a sneer that even Professor Snape would have been proud of.

"You okay Harry," Hermione asked.

"Yeah...I just don't see what Ginny sees in Dean. He's an arrogant little prat, ain't he," he replied. "Any here she goes, off to snog him no doubt.

"Do you like her or something," Hermione asked, trying to probe the situation gently.

"Well...I...may...I dunno. She's Ron's little sister after all," Harry stammered.

"Very true. All I'm going to say is that first you have to realize that you like her then start to deal with the fall out," she told him while standing. "Anyway, I'm off as well. Have a meeting I must attend."

"Yeah...okay...see you," Harry replied, not really listening to his bushy-haired friend as he contemplated her words.

Hermione left her friend at the table with much to think about. Walking quickly to make up for the time she wasted down at the dinner table, she ran the steps two at a time until navigating her way to

the seventh floor. The halls were fairly empty at that time of night so she didn't have to sneak around very much.

"I need a place to have sex. I need a place to have sex. I need a place to have sex," Hermione thought as the walked by the hidden doorway to the Room of Requirements.

Sure enough, on the third pass by the entrance, a doorway materialized itself where a solid brick wall had been mere seconds ago. Twisting the handle, Hermione pushed the heavy oak door inward and took in the room. Lit seductively by candlelight, she noticed that the room was a good size with a large king-sized bed against the back wall.

"What the hell is this for," Hermione wondered to herself as she observed a black harness suspended from the ceiling.

Continuing her search, she found two wooden drawers standing next to the bed. Walking over to them, the curious witch opened up the closer one. Clearly the room had been used for this purpose in the past as the drawer contained condoms of every size. Going to the other side of the bed, she opened that drawer and couldn't help but be in awe. Before her was a collection of dildos that ranged from short to long, thin to thick and everything in between. Some had the ability to vibrate while others had 2 ends. Hermione's mind wandered to the possibilities that existed to the endless fun that a girl could have with a collection so vast.

"So I see I'm not the only sex crazed teen at the school," she noted.

She kept looking through the drawer, noting the different types of dildos. She had no idea that there could be so many different ones, yet the drawer seemed to be a collection os surely any toy that existed. There was even a dildo so big that Hermione was certain she wouldn't be able to get her mouth around, let alone stuff it inside her pussy.

Seeing that there was another door near the side of the bed, the young witch headed over to explore its contents. Opening it up, she was surprised to find that it was a closet filled with nothing but sexy lingerie.

"Hmm. I bet Ron would like something from here," she said to herself.

Flicking through the outfits, she noticed that some of the clothing were themed outfits. Schoolgirl, cheerleader, flight attendant, the closet seemed like it could fill anyone's devious fantasies. Deciding on something more classic, she pulled out a hanger holding silk lingerie rather than a costume. Peeling off her school robe, Hermione stripped right down before donning the new clothing she'd just picked out especially for Ron.

Checking the time, Hermione realized that she had just over 20 minutes to kill until Ron would join her. Already fully prepared for the evening, Hermione fetched her bag before climbing on top of the large four-post bed and getting comfortable. Going into her pack, the sexy witch pulled out her textbook on translating ancient runes and started to read.

Hermione wasn't able to get very far into her book however, as Ron was running ahead of schedule. Hearing a low grumble come from the wall opposite the foot of the bed, Hermione looked up in time to see a door appear out of nowhere. Watching on, the door opened up and Ron's eager face peered inside.

"Hey Hermi...oh my God you look amazing," he complimented as he observed the beautiful witch propped up on her knees.

"Well don't just stand there, come on in," she told him.

Having chosen a simple black nightie, the outfit did wonders to show off her ample teenage body. The silk outfit had pushed her small tits up to give them more cleavage then she'd ever had before. From Ron's reaction, she figured she should always do that since he had barely stopped staring at her chest since he arrived. The black stocking she was wearing, held on by a garter belt, also helped give her the appearance of a horny woman rather than an innocent girl.

"Stunning," he said to her again.

"Come over to the bed big guy," Hermione asked, channeling her sexiest voice.

Looking as though he may have a heart attack at any moment, Ron stepped cautiously further into the room until he was beside the bed. Kicking off his sneakers, the bewildered boy climbed atop the soft mattress so that he was beside Hermione. Giving her body another look up and down, Ron swallowed hard before wetting his lips.

"I brought the parchment," he informed her.

"How good of you," she replied. "But I don't want you to think about that right now. I just want you to think about this."

Taking his chin between her thumb and finger, Hermione guided his face up towards her. Licking her lips, she pressed her mouth to his as they met for their first kiss in over a month. For some reason, kissing Ron just felt right. She didn't know if it was because he was a good kisser or had soft lips, all she knew was that she enjoyed his kisses more than anyone else's.

It didn't take either of them long before they had opened their mouths and introduced their tongues to one another. Hermione didn't know if she initiated the move or if he did, but she was just happy that their lips were glued together and their tongues were dancing together in the space created.

"So what do you want to do first," Hermione asked him, having broken the kiss momentarily.

"Lose the thong then get onto your hands and knees," Ron said with an unsteady voice.

Hermione wasn't in the mood to argue with the red haired boy and did as he asked. Sitting on her perfectly rounded ass, she hooked her thumbs into the tight waistband of her panties and proceeded to drag them down her long, stocking-clad legs. Tossing them aside with a seductive look, the beautiful girl rolled over and got onto her hands and knees as instructed with her backside pointed towards the lucky boy.

"Now what do you want to do to me," she asked while looking back over her shoulder.

"The ass. I want to do things to your amazing ass," he blurted out. He was worried he'd be unable to ask for the thing he most desired, but was pleased with himself that he found the courage.

"No. No anal," she told him, giving him her patented stern look. "It'll hurt. You're too big for my little ass."

"But you said I could do anything I wanted. Come on Hermione. I've been researching anal so I know how to do it. I brought lube and everything," he pleaded.

"I don't do anal though," she reconfirmed.

"Please," he begged. "How about just a finger? Look how small it is."

"I know you Ron. You'll get caught up in the moment and go too far," she claimed. "I know boys now. First it'll be one finger then you'll add a second then you'll ask if you can see if the tip fits. So no anal."

"Just one finger and I'll stop pressuring you," Ron pleaded.

After a bit of thinking, Hermione finally answered, "Okay but just a finger."

Ron could tell that Hermione was concerned, but he was overjoyed that she had actually said yes. Turning her face back around so she was back looking at the headboard, the intelligent witch lowered her head so that her tamed brunette hair hung down towards the bed.

She could hear him wet his thumb as he stuck it in his mouth to transfer as much spit onto the digit as he could. She couldn't help but jump a little bit when she felt his palm contact the top of her ass. He slowed down and just rested his hand there until he saw that the witch had calmed herself. Slowly lowering his thumb downward, he stopped when it was pressed against her tightly clamped butthole.

"Just be gentle," she pleaded softly.

Nodding his head to answer her, Ron started to apply pressure. He could tell that she was still rather tense, but his own urges were making him press on until he started to see that the hole was starting to gradually expand until finally the first part of his thumb disappeared inside her backdoor altogether.

"Ugghhh...awww," Hermione moaned as his thumb slowly was worked into her virgin hole.

"See. I told you it wasn't that bad," Ron said to her after a few minutes of pushing his thumb into her rear and getting very positive groans as a result.

"Mmm...yeah I like it," she admitted honestly with lust in her eyes as she looked back at him.

"How much do you like it," he asked, burying his digit all the way into her asshole.

"A lot...ahhh," she groaned. "Enough to let you try something a little bigger."

Ron couldn't believe his ears. His plan to gradually work her up to allowing him to put his cock in her ass was actually working.

"Read my mind," he told her while pulling his robe off his body.

Reaching over to the top drawer on her right, Hermione opened it up and started rummaging around. Finally finding the object she was looking for, she pulled it out of the cabinet and revealed the tapered black dildo for Ron. Each inch was bigger than the first with it beginning the size of his thumb and bubbling larger as it went back until it was the size of an egg.

"Just go nice and slow," she told him as she handed over the plastic toy. "And by sure to use this lube."

Listening to her instructions, the horny teenager took the bottle of lubrication, opened it and poured a large dollop onto the tapered dildo. Using his free hand, he greased the entire length of the toy, making sure that every surface was well lubricated. Before tossing the bottle aside, he also dripped a good amount of the liquid into Hermione's ass crack then massaged it over her asshole so that it too was greased.

"You ready," he asked, placing the tip of the shaft against her hole.

"Just go really slow," she warned again.

"Of course," he responded while applying more pressure and watched as the first taper inserted into her hole.

"Hhhh...ahhh," she moaned as the smallest part was continuously moved in and out of her rectum.

"Ready for the next part," he asked her, making a small pumping motion with the part inside her.

"Yeah...ughhh...yeah," she groaned as the next part was slowly pushed inside her. "Oh my God...oh my!"

He didn't want to push too much on her too soon so he was content with just moving the first two inches of the toy into her once taboo hole. He was surprised that she was liking it as much as she was, no doubt the super-powered lust potion still invading her system contributing something to her enjoyment levels.

"Here we go again," he warned before slowly inserted the third, then fourth parts of the dildo inside her.

"Keep going Ron...ugghhh...I want...ahhh...it all," she said.

"Your wish..."

"Oh my God," Hermione shouted as the last of the bubbles submerged itself inside her rectum. "I didn't think I could take the whole thing into my ass!"

"I had faith in you," Ron told her.

Holding it fully inside her for another few seconds, Ron then started to pull it back out. Being sure to take his time with the removal, he didn't want to blow his chance of eventually getting his own shaft into her backdoor by rushing taking out the dildo. The first tier took some time to dislodge itself from her bowels, but the red-haired boy didn't mind the view as he loved seeing her tight hole expand gradually.

"You like that? You like watching it come back out," Hermione asked the horny boy.

"Yeah I do," he answered with unflinching focus.

"Awww...ugghhhhhh," she moaned as he continued to pull the plastic object from her rectum. "Yes...yes...yes!"

Finally the last part of the dildo emerged from her ass and Ron watched eagerly as her hole proceeded to shut tight again after a few moments. Pushing his luck to see how far he could go with his friend, Ron brought the toy towards Hermione's mouth. Without thinking, she opened her mouth and accepted the object that seconds before had been in her asshole.

He couldn't believe that she was sucking the taste of her own asshole from the toy, but the act of degradation was really getting him aroused. Taking the dildo back from her, he wanted to test the last effect the toy had had on her hole. Placing it back against the entrance of her ass, he pushed it back inside with much less pressure then the previous time. Not bothering to go slow with her any longer, the horny boy plunged half of the length of the toy inside her bowels.

"Fuck yes," she shouted as her asshole was invaded again. "Fill me up baby."

"No. I want you to do it. Fuck your own asshole," he demanded.

Hermione thought that she might actually like being degraded by men as her pussy had never been wetter in her life. Reaching behind her, her hand clutched the plastic object that was hanging from her ass and picked up where the youngest Weasley male had left off. Pulling back the dildo slightly, Hermione then ploughed forward until the rest of it was inside her side.

"Oh my God that's good," she screamed.

"Good...now pull it slowly out," he instructed.

"Just like this," she asked, while gradually pulling it out so that her hole clamped tightly around each tier before being expanded wide at the next bubble.

"Yeah...now suck on the toy again."

Having removed it from her asshole, Hermione brought the toy around and sized it up. Starting at the very end, she used her tongue to lick up on side until arriving at the tip. Opening her mouth, she wrapped her lips around the top and pushed the dildo into her mouth until it was poking at the back of her throat. Using her new found ability to open her throat up, she did just that until all seven inches of the plastic penis was lodged inside her mouth.

"I got one more thing for your ass tonight," he told her as she continued to suck on the dildo.

"You going to be good to me," she asked.

"Of course baby," he answered.

"Okay," she replied with a wide smile. "But first I want to start in the pussy."

"Whatever you want," he told her, his erection so hard that he feared it would bust out of his pants.

"Good. Lose the clothes and get on your back."

As Hermione moved over on the bed so that Ron could lie down when he was naked, she picked her head up and the boy had already stripped himself of his clothes. Not knowing that he could move so fast, she soaked in his naked form but her eyes came to rest on his thick, 8-inch pole. Even though she'd been fucked by quite a few different guys of late, Ron was differently her favorite so far.

Ron climbed atop of the soft bed and laid down on his back in the middle with his head nestled in the pillows. Hermione didn't give him a chance to settle as she already had her leg swung over his powerful torso with her hips dangling above his lap. Descending slowly, the second she felt his unsheathed penis brush her folds, she sank down further on her knees and popped his tip into her pussy.

"Fucking hell you're tight," Ron grunted as she enveloped the first several inches of his cock into her velvet-feeling hole.

"Thanks," she muttered as she took the rest of his massive dick into her pink hole. "Damn that feels so good."

Smiling, Ron sat back and aloud the sexy witch to do the work above him. Her pace, which had

started slowly, had picked up considerably. Raising quickly before slamming herself down into Ron's lap, the horny girl was doing her best to get off quickly so that Ron could have his way with her any way he saw fit.

"Oh yes Ron," Hermione shouted, her orgasm building. "Make me cum and you can put it anywhere."

"Anywhere," he asked.

"Fine! I'll spell it out for you Weasley. Give me my orgasm and you can shove that fat cock in my tight, virgin asshole. That clear enough for you," she asked.

Ron could feel his face lose some color as more blood rushed to his penis. All the boy could think about now was giving Hermione the orgasm she so badly wanted so that he could fulfill his own deviant fantasy.

With her still sitting in his lap bouncing along his entire length, Hermione freed his hand from clutching her breast and brought it towards her face. Opening her mouth, she isolated on of his fingers and placed it on her bottom lip then created a seal around it. Moving his finger into her mouth, the act simulated a blowjob except for his cock going in and out of her mouth, getting coated in her saliva, it was his middle finger instead. Once sure it was sufficiently wet, the horny witch guided it down and around her body until it was resting on her curvy ass.

"I understand now," Ron told her as she put his wet finger on her constricted asshole and rubbed it around without ever penetrating herself.

"Once I cum you can do more then rub your finger," she whispered into his ear.

No longer holding anything back, Ron pushed his hips forward so that they crashed into Hermione as she was descending on his tool. The collision made a loud wet slap as flesh crashed against flesh but it achieved penetration deeper than Hermione had experienced.

"Ughhh," Rom grunted as he bit his lower lips and slammed his hips skyward again.

"Fuck...I'm so close," Hermione screamed into the candlelit room.

Thinking he knew exactly what would get her off, Ron slid his wet finger into her ass. Hermione squirmed at first, but she was so lost in her own pleaure that she barely noticed after the initial penetration. Seeing that she hadn't had her screaming orgasm just yet, Ron pushed a second digit inside her asshole so that both of her holes were being stretched and probed.

"OHHHH...YESSSSS," Hermione shouted at the top of her lungs as she gushed her juices onto Ron's fat dick.

Losing control of her bodily function for a moment after her intense orgasm, the sexy witch collapsed down onto Ron so her perky tits pressed against his strong chest. Stroking her hair, the horny boy let her recover rather than push her into more sex, especially when at the beginning of the night she made anal sex a clear no.

"That was hot Hermione," Ron complimented from beneath her.

"Mmhmm," she agreed. "So how do you want me?"

"I tend to fancy doggy style," he replied.

Moving slowly, the exhausted with pushed herself off of Ron's chest before swinging her leg back over him. He scooted out of the way so that the teenage girl could get int the position he so desired. Rather than immediately shove his cock into her ass, Ron bent down to her rear and give it a lick through her folds until finishing at her puckered rosebud.

"Mmmm," she moaned in response to his wet touch.

Knowing that she now liked having her asshole licked, Ron decided to take the next step, just as he had been doing all night long. Putting his hands onto her perfectly rounded cheeks, he pulled them apart so that her crinkled hole had gaped, ever so slightly. Taking advantage, the red haired boy crammed his wet tongue into the small hole and licked around its borders.

Hermione gave a sharp gasp at the sudden entry into her asshole, but didn't tell him to stop. His tongue up her bowels had felt differently than his thumb or dildo or fingers, almost weird. That was her first thought, but the more he darted his tongue in and around her hole, the more she liked it until she was audibly moaning.

"Oh yeah," Hermione moaned with all the attention she was receiving. "You like your tongue buried in my ass?"

Not quite sure how it would taste, Ron was pleasantly surprised to find the flavor to be very enjoyable. Constantly trying to get more of his tongue into her tight cavity, Ron wiggled it in her, eliciting more and more groans from her mouth.

Hermione was disappointed when his tongue left her ass. To her surprise, she actually enjoyed someone's tongue being buried in her rectum and licking her inner walls. Hearing the bed creak snapped her out of her thought and made her realize why Ron had stopped eating out for butthole.

"You ready," he asked, standing behind her, his tip already brushing her rosebud.

"Just be nice to it," she asked of him.

Ron nodded then took a breath to steady himself. Never in his wildest dream did he ever think he'd be taking Hermione Granger's anal virginity. Of course, ever since they were infected with that lust potion, anything seemed possible, including going balls deep in the smartest girl at Hogwart's ass.

"Holy crap it's in," Hermione grunted as his head popped into her.

"It feels so small," he groaned from above her.

"It's so fucking tight," she swore, as she was consumed in the pain that came with stretching her asshole around Ron's giant cock.

"What else is in that drawer. Is there a vibrator," he asked.

Reaching over, Hermione was pleased to find that her arm span was just enough to get inside the cabinet. Feeling around, her fingers brushed a small dildo. Pulling it out, she passed it back to Ron, who hadn't tried to push more than the tip into her fully expanded hole. He looked it over then flipped the switch at the base of the toy and a low buzzing filled the room.

"Take it and press it against your clit," he told her. "I read that it'll help relax you so I can get more in."

The second she pressed the toy into her folds, she felt herself release a bit. Sensing the same thing, Ron pushed forward and got another inch into her rectum until she tensed up again. Holding firm

within her, he waited a minute for her to loosen up again, which she did. Driving forward, this time he was able to get another two inches into her so that she now contained half of his entire length in her asshole.

"You like fucking my little ass," she asked him.

"You fucking bet I do," Ron answered. "And you're doing so good. I'm already halfway in."

"I can take more. Give it all to me Ron," Hermione told him.

Delighted to hear that she was so into the anal sex, Ron used his same tactic as before and pumped the length he already had in her for a while until she was really relaxed. Finally deciding now was the right time, he gave Hermione what she wanted and plowed the rest of his shaft into her until his hips slammed against her curvy ass cheeks.

"Oh shit," she groaned in a combination of pain and pleasure as he stayed balls deep in her tiny hole.

"You okay Hermione," he asked after hearing her sharp yelp.

"I'm good. I can take it," she told him confidently.

He would have stopped if she wanted him to, but Ron was over the moon that she didn't ask that of him. Unhurriedly, the redhead pulled most of his shaft from her bowel before slowly working it back in. His hips touched her ass cheeks at a much lower speed then the last time he fully entered her ass, much to her liking.

"You like having a cock worked into your asshole," Ron asked, engaging her in dirty talk.

"Yeah I do. I'd like it more if you took the training wheels off and really gave me a ride," she replied, catching him by surprise.

Pulling out almost completely, Ron crashed his hips against her ass, causing it to ripple. It drew a sharp scream from her again, but when she looked back at him, her glance told him not to stop fucking her. Listening to her silent instructions, Ron did the same thing and smiled with glee as his dick disappeared within her asshole.

"Such a dirty slut. Only sluts take it in the bum," he told her, demeaning her further.

"Then I guess I'm a filthy anal whore," she replied. "Now really fuck this big slut in her tight ass!"

"It won't be this tight ever again, not after I'm done with it tonight," Ron told her while slamming into her asshole again at a quicker speed.

Even with his cock gliding smoothly in and out of her ass, Ron was content. Giving her cheeks a firm squeeze, he pulled back his right hand and let it come crashing down onto her backside. Instantly her creamy white skin started to turn red and she let out another yelp of pain mixed with pleasure.

"That cock feels so good in my ass," Hermione told him while continuing to rub her sensitive clit with the small vibrator.

"Good...because that's a lot of dick up your ass," he replied. "Now I want you to taste it. Suck your own ass Hermione. Be a good ass slut."

Without needing another prompt, Hermione spun around when she felt Ron withdraw from her ass. It felt weird to not have his dick filling up her rectum, she actually missed feeling full. Grabbing his cock at the base, Hermione shoved the first half of his rod into her mouth and started to noisily suck on his offering. It was the second time that night she licked something that had been lodged deep in her bowels, and for a econd time, she liked the taste.

"Get my dick all the way to the back of your throat. I know you can do it," he demanded.

She did as he asked by butting the tip against her throat, relaxing and letting it enter into her throat. It was the first time Ron had ever been inside another girl's throat, and he loved how snug it felt. It wasn't the same tightness as her asshole, but the mixture of wet and heat from her breath made it extremely enjoyable.

"If you like that than you'll love fucking my mouth," she told him after dislodging it from her throat. "Lie down."

Intrigued by the offer, Ron took a seat on the bed like he had done earlier. Crawling down the bed, Hermione stopped when her head was nestled between his legs. Placing both of his hands on her head, Hermione wrapped her lips back around his cock and started to bob on him. Ron got the hint of his hands being put on her head and applied pressure. Instantly her nose smashed into his thick mane of red pubic hair. Pulling her off, Ron repeated the action and learnt that Hermione had completely surrendered herself to him.

Wrapping his hand into her bushy hair, Ron pulled her back down, again and again. He was loving the sound her throat made as he entered it, like a loud slushing noise as it was intruded upon. Hermione never once protested as he used her like something he didn't care about and would throw away at the end of the night.

"How about we get this cock back in your ass," Ron said as he pulled her up from his lap.

"Thought you'd never ask," she replied.

"Good. I want you to ride it this time," he told.

Crawling upward on the bed, Hermione hovered above him for the second time this night. This time, as she lowered herself, she took him towards her further back hole rather than her pink one she had done earlier. With him pressing against her puckered hole, she sank down on her knees further until he reentered her butt.

"Such a tight ass," Ron commented as he slid back inside. "Come on Hermione. Fuck your own ass."

"Oh I'm going to fuck it so good you'll be cumming in no time," she retorted as she started to rise and descend on his entire length.

With each pass into her rectum she seemed to gain speed until she was a blur atop of Ron. He had no idea how she could bounce on him so quickly, especially since they had been having sex for quite some time already. Her body was covered in a layer of sweat that made her creamy skin glisten in the candle light.

"Holy shit I think I'm cumming," Hermione screamed as she continuously rode Ron's massive cock.

"No. Only huge anal sluts can cum with a cock in their ass," he teased.

"Then I'm a giant slut because I'm so close," she warned. "Ohhhhhh...yesssss!"

"Would it help if I slapped your ass again," Ron asked before smacking her perfectly shaped globe.

"Yeah...Ughhhh...getting close," she moaned. "It might help if you pulled my hair too."

Loving the fact that Hermione was getting off by being disgraced like a common cheap whore, Ron kept slamming his dick into her ass. Still slapping her ass, he reached up, twisted his hand in her wild hair and wanked it downward as hard as he could.

"Ahhhh," she grunted in pain. "Ughhhhh. I'm cummingggggg!"

Ron was happy she came when she did because he was in desperate need of release as well. Once she had stated she came, he pulled her off of him and let her fall onto her back. Climbing atop of her so that he was straddling her chest, Ron stroked his cock once or twice until he felt the cum start to migrate from his balls. Knowing that the last act of degradation would be to cum all over her face, Ron took aim and waited.

"Cover me," she said through exhaustion.

"Oh shit," he shouted.

The first stream propelled itself from his tip and streaked across Hermione's face, hitting her in the nose all the way up to the forehead. The second streak hit the same target then Ron decided to paint another area of her pretty face. The next one splattered into her closed left eye while the fourth jet hit the side of her head and nestled into her hair. The last remaining squirts didn't have the same quantity as the earlier ones, but there was still enough left to coat the rest of her face.

"Oh my God," Ron cursed.

"Glad you enjoyed yourself big boy," she told him before sucking on his sensitive tip.

"Holy hell Ron! It's ten thirty," Harry exclaimed, trying to keep his voice as low as possible as Ron emerged in the doorway of their shared dorm room. "Were you and Hermione together the entire time?"

"Yeah...and it was amazing," he shared with his best friend. He was glad that Seamus, Dean and Neville weren't in the room at the time.

"What happened? Give me some details," he pleaded.

"Let's just say that Viktor Krum may have gotten her virgin, but I took another of her virginities tonight," he told him with a smile.

"You...she...really?"

"She won't be able to walk right or sit down for a few days but I think she liked becoming my butt fucking whore," he said as he threw himself down on his bed and passed out immediately.

Luna / Neville

Chapter Summary

Draco has been experimenting with his potion crafting, with Luna and Neville being his first test subjects

Title: Harry Potter And The Lure Of Lust Part 9 - Dark Experiments Show: Harry Potter Author: The Chemist Pairings: Luna Lovegood/Neville Longbottom Codes: mf, first, magic, oral, voy Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters or settings. I make no money from this story.

"Just keep watch dammit," Draco cursed at his henchman Goyle.

"I was just wondering how much longer," he grunted while looking down the south corridor of the dungeon.

"Got it," Draco said as the door he had been working on opened up.

"How'd you do that," Crabbe asked while watching for movement in the north corridor.

"Some special dagger Borgin gifted me," Draco shared. " Now stay here and I'll be quick."

Draco's mission was simple: get Felix Felicis. He tried his best in the first Potion's class of the school year to earn the potion legitimately, but the old professor chose Potter over him. No matter, a quick visit with the seller of dark artifacts and Borgin was more than willing to depart with his door-opening device.

Stepping inside the Potion's classroom, Draco was happy to find that all the cauldrons that had been in class the previous day were still there. Going straight for the one which had contained liquid luck, Draco was severely disappointed to find that the pot was bone dry. Not a single drop of the Felix Felicis remained. Draco was extremely broken hearted, as he thought that his secret mission would have been made simple with that potion.

"So much is depending on me," he thought to himself while looking in the empty cauldron. "I must think of something."

Draco knew that both his time in the Potion's room and for his secret mission were limited. At any moment, Slughorn or any of the school's prefects could come down the dungeon hallway and interrupt him. He was also very aware that Potter and his friends were already suspicious of him. Borgin had revealed that the Mudblood Granger had try desperately hard to get information on the object that the shopkeeper was holding for him. Then an idea hit the young Slytherin boy like a speeding truck.

"I need to get them distracted. That'll buy me more time," he said to himself.

Looking around, he saw the three other cauldrons that Profesor Slughorn had used as examples in the class. Right away he ruled out Veritaserum as he couldn't think of one useful application for his plan. Running over to the pot containing Polyjuice potion, Draco pulled out 2 large flasks and filled them up the brink.

"A gallon should be enough," he thought. "And what do we have here."

Walking over to the last of the 4 large black pots, Draco allowed his nostrils to take in the intoxicating aroma. He right away took note of the smell of a metallic substance that he associated with a Galleon, a hint of a good cut of beef cooking on a grill and the smell of freshly cut grass.

"This will certainly do the trick," Draco commented, standing over the cauldron of Amortentia.

Removing the last three large flasks that he had, the white-haired boy filled them up, just like he had done previously. Applying the stopper, Draco made sure that all the glass containers were securely stored in his bag before making his way quickly back to the door.

"Crabbe. Goyle. Time to go," he ordered.

Right away, his two thuggish henchmen came running from either direction. Even though they were only 50 feet away, the sprint had the two boys gasping for breath. Shaking his head at their lack of fitness, Draco closed the door behind him before leading them out of the corridor and back to the Slytherin common room where he'd use his new resources and formulate how to best use them.

Hermione awoke the next morning after the best sleep she'd had in quite some time. Her night with Ron had been more than she hoped for. The red-haired boy had been aggressive with her, which fulfilled her need to be dominated, but he was still sweet and understanding throughout the entire encounter. It also felt nice to have had several orgasms, but such was bound to happen because of the three hour marathon sex session they had.

"Well that's quite the smile plastered on your face," Ginny commented.

Hermione rolled over and greeted the younger girl to a warm smile. She was worried that their relationship would be fractured after Ginny learnt of her past sexual dealings with Harry, but they had buried the hatchet.

"Good morning, isn't it," Hermione replied, sitting up in her bed.

"You got in late last night. Can I assume that it was because of a boy," she asked.

"You can, yes," Hermione smiled.

"If it was Ron then I don't want to hear any details. If it was Harry or Dean, then I'll stun you into St. Mungo's," Ginny warned.

"Remember that contract I had with your brother? Well, I don't have it hanging over my head any longer," she told her. "I'll end that conversation there."

"Yes, thank you. I don't need that mental picture," Ginny replied.

"Shall we get out of bed and go get breakfast before class," Hermione asked.

Hermione swung her legs out of bed and stood up. After a long stretch, the bookworm took the short walk to her trunk at the foot of her bed and became aware of how hard it was to even cover that little amount of distance.

"My brother sure did do some damage," Ginny laughed.

Hermione gave a curt smile but kept the answer to herself since Ginny didn't want to hear any details. Truth was, Ron did indeed batter her pussy for quite some time last night and she was suffering from residual bruising that would make walking uncomfortable for a day or two.

The pair continued to chat as they got dressed in their school outfits and started their journey down to the Great Hall. Hermione was pleased that less people were glaring at her, but she still received the odd comment. Ignoring them, she now better knew how Harry felt the year previous when the Daily Prophet had a smear campaign launched against him, making people believe he was an attention-seeking liar.

"Owww," Hermione groaned as she took a seat on the hard wooden bench at the Gryffindor table.

"Anything wrong," Ginny asked.

"Just...bashed my shin on the leg of the table is all," she lied.

Truth was, her ass was extremely sore. Leaning slightly so that her bottom wasn't flat against the wood, Hermione rested on her right cheek before switching to the other half way through her meal. Although having anal sex with Ron was very enjoyable for both of them, she'd have to see how much pain she would be in for the rest of the day before deciding to take part in such a rough treatment again.

"So what's the plan," Crabbe asked Draco.

The three of them hadn't talked since they had stolen the potions from Slughorn's office. Unfortunately they had to attend class, even though Crabbe and Goyle had much less of a course load than Draco due to their failing grades from the OWLs the previous year. Now, they had the Slytherin common room to themselves so were able to talk freely.

"I haven't worked out all the details yet, but the Amortentia can be a helpful tool," Draco replied.

Even though his mission was of the utmost secrecy, he needed people he could use to help him. His mother enlisted the help of Severus Snape to aid him, Draco didn't want his Head of House trying to snatch away his glory. Crabbe and Goyle weren't the smartest of blokes, but Draco knew he could trust them and that they would do what he said without casting about too many questions.

"What's that stuff do," Goyle asked.

"Makes someone fall madly in love with whoever you want," he answered.

"A love potion? Sounds sappy. Why are we bothering with that stuff," Crabbe asked.

Draco didn't dignify the question with an answer. His original plan of stealing the luck potion had fallen through, but he knew there was a solution with the lust potion. His first thought was as a way to distract Harry Potter and his followers, but he hadn't worked out how yet.

"That's why I make the decisions and not you two," Draco sneered. "I could use it to make Potter

fall in love with Granger."

"Is that your goal? To find Potter a wife," Crabbe laughed.

"Shut up," Draco shouted. "If I've learnt anything in our 6 years together is that Potter sniffs out trouble and puts a stop to it. He was already sticking his nose in my business at Knockturn Alley so it's only a matter of time until he finds out what I'm up to."

"Why don't we just stun him into oblivion," Goyle asked. "It'll be so much fun."

"And so much less discrete," Draco replied. "This is a simpler approach."

"Won't it be too simple for him to figure out then?"

Draco had to think a minute before replying. Crabbe did bring up a good point; Potter had seen much harder plans than this and was able to thwart them. What Draco needed was a way to test if his idea would even work.

"We don't try it on Potter right away then," Draco concluded. "We try it on someone of less stature. That way, if it doesn't work or something goes wrong, then he won't be aware of our presence right away."

"How about on that egghead girl always with him? She may be a Mudblood but she has a fine ass that I'd love to cram," Crabbe stated.

"You and me both," Goyle added.

"No, she's close to him. Not to mention she's the real brains behind Potter," Draco replied, shooting down their idea. "Weasley's out of the equation as well. Plus I don't want it to be anyone that can tie me back with this idea so it can't be you two."

"Who then," Goyle asked.

"The guy doesn't matter. I could care less. But I have someone in mind that I wouldn't mind seeing get fucked," Draco sneered.

Draco left his common room fairly quickly after his conversation with his two idiot, yet faithful friends. He had work to do in order to have his plan go off some time in the near future. His first order of business was to visit the library and learn more about Amortentia and its properties.

Draco searched the library and found the section dedicated to potion making. It didn't take long until he found the book that explained in detail about Amortentia. He learnt that the drinker of the potion would instantly fall madly, obsessively in love with the target. The object of their affection is selected by brewing into the potion a lock of their hair, which is instantly dissolved in the liquid.

"Interesting. So who shall I make her fall deeply in love with," Draco thought.

Then the answer presented itself to him almost instantly. Unknown to Draco until that moment, Neville Longbottom had been sitting at the next table to him. The Slytherin boy had no direct problem with the male, but Longbottom was present at the Ministry of Magic the night his dad was captured and convicted as a Death Eater.

Not knowing how long the chance would be available for, Draco knew he needed to seize his

opportunity. He quickly packed up his belongs and stored them haphazardly into his rucksack. He stood up as quietly as possible from his wooden chair and checked to make sure his intended target hadn't heard him. Looking over, he was relieved to find that Neville had kept his nose buried in some Herbology text. Tucking the Potions book he had under his arm, Draco walked close to Neville. Almost simultaneously, the Slytherin boy plucked a few strands of hair while smacking him with the book in almost the exact same spot.

"Aghhh," Neville grunted out of pain.

"Sorry there Longbottom. Didn't see you there," Draco said.

"Bloody hell Malfoy. That hurt," he replied.

"I said I was sorry so just drop it," Draco sneered before rushing off, hair in hand.

The blonde-haired boy rushed back to the Slytherin house to finish off the first part of his plan. Running down into the dungeon, Draco had to avoid the younger students as he made his way back through his portrait and into the common room. Sprinting up the stairs two at a time, Draco flew open his bedroom door before slamming it shut behind him.

"Oh. Draco. Where's the fire, mate," Goyle asked.

"Amortentia...where...is...it," Draco panted.

"That little vial you've been preparing is in that hollowed out book in your trunk," Crabbe answered.

"Oh yeah, right," Draco responded.

Retrieving it immediately, the white-blond haired boy also fetched his Potion's book he took from the library. Performing the last part of the charm, Draco added Neville's hair to the pink fluid and saw the corresponding puff of blue smoke. Smiling, the sign was proof that he had done the spell correctly.

"So how will I do it," Draco wondered aloud.

Now the problem was how and when to slip it to his intended target. She was in a different house so that made the opportunities harder to come by, as did the fact she was in a different year, making doing it in class impossible. The only real chance would come in the Great Hall during a meal, but she sat at the Ravenclaw table while he ate with the Slytherin's. Then, the oaf known as Goyle gave him the answer.

"Too bad you can't go invisible," he said.

That's when the perfect idea smacked Draco in the face. Jumping from his desk to his trunk, the Slytherin boy searched until he found the object of his affection. Pulling his large travelling cloak from the bottom of his clothes, he rested it on his bed and pulled out his wand.

"I can't believe that freak Hagrid actually taught me anything useful," Draco thought.

Using his wand, the young Malfoy cast a Disillusionment charm. He had learnt about the charm first be the Hogwarts gamekeeper as a way that the wizarding world keeps hippogriffs from being seen by Muggles. Instantly after performing the spell, his cloak went invisible.

"Where'd it go," Goyle asked in disbelief.

"It blends in with its background. I've made a cloak that will make me invisible," Draco marveled at his own cleverness.

The Slytherin was too excited to wait to long to use his potion. He knew it would have made more sense to scout out her routine for a week or two so that he knew her schedule, but he didn't want to wait that long.

That night for dinner, Draco slipped his new invisibility cloak and the veil of Amortentia into his schoolbag. He ate his meal with his usual friends, but was unnaturally quiet and distant from any conversation. His eyes rarely ventured from watching Neville and his female target. He didn't know if he found her attractive because of her genetics, which made her both a pure-blood and someone of superior wit or if it was on a more visceral level. He always had fancied girls with blond hair, and he thought her big, grey eyes were simply mesmerizing.

Excusing himself from dinner, Draco ran out into the hall and located the broom closet he had discovered earlier. Pulling his charmed cloak from his bag, Draco slipped it on, rendering him invisible. Going back into the Great Hall, he was pleased to find that students were walking right by him without knowing he was there.

Now was the waiting game. He didn't want to leave anything to chance or to make her affection for Neville look too suspicious. Finally his chance arrived. Neville had finished his piece of apple pie and stood from the table. To Draco's luck, it appeared he was leaving alone. Acting quickly, Draco ran to the Ravenclaw table and emptied the small vial of Amortentia into Luna Lovegood's pumpkin juice. She took a sip from the cup before Neville had made it halfway across the Hall and the Slytherin boy observed a change in her right away.

Searching the Great Hall with wide eyes, Luna was on the lookout for one person in particular. Finally she found Neville just as he was exiting the large room. Picking up her stuff, the odd girl told her friends she needed to be somewhere and started to chase after her new infatuation. Draco moved just as fast as his work wasn't quite done yet.

"Neville! Wait up," the blonde girl shouted once they were alone in the hallway.

"Luna. How are you? Haven't seen you much since the train," the sixth-year boy replied.

"I'll cut right to the chase. I want you Neville. I want you very badly in fact," she announced.

"Oh...well...I find you quite attractive too," Neville replied honestly.

Out of the corner of her eye, Luna noticed that the classroom door that was near to the Great Hall had suddenly opened. Pushing the thought that she'd never seen that door open or even used in her five years at the school, Luna saw it as an opportunity.

"Aw Neville! That's so sweet of you to say. Why don't we continue this conversation in here," she proposed.

Before Neville could ask where, Luna had linked their arms together and was steering him to the classroom that Draco had opened with his special door-unlocking dagger. The unlikely pair took a look around to make sure no one saw them enter before closing it tightly behind them.

"So what did you..." Neville started to ask before his speech became impeded by Luna's lips.

Neville was considerably taller than her so she had to make up the height by getting onto her tip- toes to kiss him. Luna's lips felt soft and wet on his own and Neville realized that although he had slept with Hermione Granger a few days ago, they had never actually kissed. Luna was a multi-

tasker, so as she was kissing the lucky boy she also had peeled his school robes from his body to leave him in only his black pants and shirt.

"You're a good kisser Luna," Neville complimented.

"Neville, you're going to get laid so you don't need to compliment me still," she told him while looking into his eyes.

Their lips connected again but this time Luna opened her mouth and slowly edged her tongue into her target's mouth. Rubbing it along his own flesh, Neville took the hint and parted his lips to allow her into his mouth. He used his tongue to mingle with her's, but it was sloppy and he felt himself smear some saliva up onto her cheek.

"Sorry," Neville apologized for his sloppy kissing.

"Don't be," Luna replied.

Picking up his hand, Luna separated his fingers until she had isolated his pointer finger. Guiding it to her mouth, the odd girl opened her mouth and put it onto her tongue. Being sure to maintain eye contact with her beautiful big eyes, she sucked on Neville's digit while letting it glide along her tongue as it moved in and out of her mouth.

"Fuck that's sexy," Draco groaned from a few feet away.

Neville and Luna were too occupied to have heard Draco's groan. He had slipped inside the room after opening it for the horny girl and her prey to better observe how the Amortentia potion worked.

Neville had barely noticed that Luna had made her way closer to the ground until his finger stopped being sucked on since she had descended too far down. Looking down, the clumsy Gryffindor saw that Luna was on her knees with a look of lust in her eyes. Signalling her intentions in case he needed a hint, Luna opened her mouth and closed her lips around the bulge that was straining against his dress pants.

"Oh," Neville shuttered as the head of his cock stimulated pleasure.

Not wanting Luna to get bored and leave, Neville reached down and undid his pants. The Ravenclaw girl took over from there as she reached up and unzipped his fly. Hooking her slender fingers into the waistband, she pulled them downward so that the tall boy had his pants and boxers down around his ankles. His freed penis sprang from its clothed prison and actually slapped the horny girl square in the face.

"I'll have to make you pay for that," she joked.

Wrapping her small hand around the base of his penis, Luna gave his head a methodical lick before engulfing it into her mouth. For the second time in less than a week, Neville was in the unlikely situation of having his dick sucked on by a beautiful girl.

"Do you like when I suck your fat cock," she asked after a long minute of doing so.

"Very much," he replied.

"What about when I lick all along your shaft," she asked. Sticking her tongue out, Luna rubbed it along the outside of his cock from the base to the tip before repeating the action on the other side then the top and under side of his penis as well.

"Yeah that's good too," he replied honestly.

"Has anyone ever sucked on your balls Neville Longbottom," she asked while still licking his entire length.

"No. Can't say that anyone has done that," he answered.

"Well how about we do something about that?"

Reversing her normal pattern, Luna started at the tip of his penis and used her tongue to lick down his shaft this time. Once reaching the base, she slowly, almost painfully slow, went down until her open mouth was waiting beneath his ball sack. Making sure that they had eye contact, Luna pushed herself up on her knees then closed her mouth. She had engulfed his entire sack into her talented mouth and was busy working each ball with her tongue instantly.

"Oh my God," he shouted.

His nuts felt great inside her warm, wet mouth as she continued to massage them with her tongue. Finding it hard to properly please him with her whole mouth occupied, she took them out, which was met by a disapproving grunt from Neville. Not wanting to disappoint him, Luna instead focused on one ball at a time, better able to suck on it and give the Gryffindor exactly what he wanted.

"Damn you're good," Neville moaned.

"Hard to believe I'm a virgin, isn't it," Luna replied.

"Virgin? You're a virgin," he gasped at the horny girl sucking on his nuts.

"Well, I wouldn't be in a minute silly," she replied. "Now bend me over the desk and fuck me Longbottom!"

Getting up from her knees, the Ravenclaw student removed her own robe. Neville couldn't help but note how well she wore the school uniform. Knee high socket and a short skirt that didn't even make it to her mid-thigh was much to his liking, as was her white blouse beneath her blue and bronze tie, which she wore loosely.

Instead of fully undress herself, Luna simply reached under her skirt and pulled down her panties, which were also the color of her House. In a moment that was rather un-Neville like, the Gryffindor slipped his fingers into the folds between the buttons of her dress shirt. In a quick motion, he pulled his arms back, causing the shirt to fly open with the buttons flying in all directions.

"Whoa," Luna screamed with a smile. "Glad to see you're excited."

"I'm about to take a hot girl's virginity, how could I not be excited," he responded.

Leaving her undone shirt and loose fitting tie on, the horny boy reached around her back and unclasped her bra. Luna felt it give away then pulled it from her body and threw it onto the floor without caring where it went. Neville slowly dragged his fingertips over the skin of her back, noting how smooth it felt. He passed over her ribcage and realized how small the girl was; she couldn't have been more than 100 pounds, which was only half of his own mass.

"Mmmhhh," Luna moaned as his fingers finally touched her breasts.

She didn't have the biggest boobs, but Neville liked them very much. Firm and perky, they stood in perfect size given her slim body. Each tit was topped with a small, bright pink nipple that Neville grazed with his fingertip.

"So sexy," he told her.

"Show me how sexy you think I am. Get that fat cock in me now," she demanded for a second time.

Neville didn't know why Loony Lovegood was hot for him, all that mattered was that she wanted him to take her virginity and he was more than willing to do so. He watched her saunter over the front of the classroom, doing her best to impress him by moving her hips from side to side. It had her desired effect as his eyes were glued to her tight ass.

Reaching the head of the room, Luna swiped clear the few papers and folders on the teacher's desk, taking with it a fair amount of dust which had accumulated in the unused room. Being dramatic with her movement, the blonde girl pushed her surprisingly plump rear end back towards Neville then bet at the hips until her bare tits were pressed against the wooden surface.

"Coming," she asked, giving her ass another tantalizing shake.

"Hopefully not too soon," Neville thought.

Moving one foot in front of the other, the Gryffindor had to pinch himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming. After pinching so strongly he thought he broke skin, Neville concluded that this was actually happening. He couldn't believe that he was about to slam his cock into another of the school's most desirable girls. He didn't want to spend too much time waiting to get inside her or else she may come to her sense and leave.

"Ughhhh," Neville and Luna simultaneously grunted as his tip slid into her wet slit.

He made sure to only put his head of his cock into her opening for now, but even that was a struggle. Neville instantly concluded that Hermione must not have been a virgin, in fact she had to have been fairly slutty if Luna's pussy was how a real virgin felt. He had to hold still with just the first inch of his dick inside her for over a minute until he felt her grasp on his rod start to ease.

"Already Longbottom. Start pushing more into me," Luna instructed.

His face instantly lit up with happiness as his cock started to push more inside of her. He stopped after getting another few inches into her tight wet hole and was more than content to just pump that into her with increasing speed. Wanting to fit more of himself into her after another few minutes of fucking the shallowest part of her pussy, Neville strained at fitting more inside.

"Damn you're tight," Neville grunted from above her.

He didn't get very much further until he felt a flexible barrier blocking his path. Looking down at the horny girl, she gave him a nod of approval and he knew exactly what that meant. Rearing back his hips, only the head of his penis remained still inside her wetness. In one quick movement, Neville thrust forward and felt his cock push past and break her hymen. Momentum continuing to carry him, the Gryffindor slid all the way inside of Luna, only stopping when his pelvis crashed against her rounded ass.

"Argggghhh," Luna screamed as her virginity was taken.

"You okay Luna," Neville asked with a concerned tone.

"Yeah of course," the bewitched girl replied. "Now you can fuck me like the whore I am!"

With his dick still buried completely within in, Luna wiggled her ass again so that she grinded his cock against her tightness to better please him, but also as a signal that she was fine. He must have received her message as he once again reared back his hips before crashing his length back into her wetness.

"He really is giving her a hard fuck, just like she begged for," Draco observed from the front row of student desks.

Neville was no longer pulling only a few inches from her pussy then pushing back in, rather he was gliding his entire 9-inch length in and out of her extremely tight hole. The Gryffindor seemed to take it as his responsibility to work extremely hard to please both himself and the young girl beneath him judging by the determined look on his face and sweat building on his skin.

"Fuck yes Neville! Keep giving it to me hard," she pleaded.

This was going better than Draco had ever dreamed. He expected Luna to have a mild obsession with Neville, hopefully enough to distract her from her normal train of thought. But what resulted was so much better. Rather than simply lust after the goofy boy, Luna became a horny slut, hell- bent on getting Neville alone so that he could have sex with her in any way he wanted.

Back on the teacher's desk, Luna was content with just having Neville doing all the thrusting. The blond girl started to slam her ass back into the tall boy to meet his strong pushing, causing her whole body to shake due to the force of the collision. Neville had to bite down on his lip to distract him from the intense satisfaction he was getting by savagely pumping her pussy harder and harder.

Wanting her to have a good experience since it was her first time having sex, Neville was desperate to make her cum. He kept slamming himself repeatedly into her batter pussy, which Draco was certain would never be near as tight ever again. Going deep into her seemed to get the loudest moans from the Ravenclaw girl so Neville kept thrusting all the way into her. But it wasn't until he reached down and tweaked her sensitive nipples that Luna finally had her long awaited orgasm.

"Oh...My...GOD!!!"

Luna had never experienced a feeling as divine as the sensation running through her body at the current moment. Every cell in her body felt alive, like it was on fire in the best way possible. Her cum came gushing out of her like a fountain, completely covering Neville's large cock, which was still pounding deep within her.

"How was it," Neville asked through panted breath.

"Amazing...but it's your turn now stud," Luna replied.

"I can't argue about that," he told her, hammering into her again so hard it forced the heavy desk forward slightly.

"How do you want me," Luna asked.

"Just like this...so close," he warned.

"Good. Cum on my ass Neville," Luna encouraged. "It's really good for the skin."

Neville felt his breath becoming more and more labored and he knew it was only mere seconds until he was dumping his cum into her virgin pussy. He gave her two final thrusts, both of which

causing his balls to come up and smack Luna's ass until withdrawing out of her tightness. Flipping her skirt up onto her back with one hand, he used his other hand to stroke his cock, which slid easily since it was coated in her juices.

"Ughhhh," Neville deeply grunted as he unloaded on his target.

It seemed like a bucket load of cum erupted from Neville's penis as streak after white streak painted her pale skin. Luna loved how sexy it felt to have hot semen plastered onto her ass and even reached back and started to rub it in all over her pleasantly plump ass.

Exhausted, Neville stumbled backwards onto the desk in the front row. Luckily he was paying attention, as Draco had to move extremely fast in order to avoid contact with the pleased student. The Slytherin watched Luna stand up from the desk and caught another glance of her perky tits. The potion must have still been coursing through her veins as she remained in her sex-obsessed attitude.

Walking over to him, Luna dropped to her knees in front of the near asleep boy and wrapped her slender fingers back around his cock. This caused him to stir, but he was still too spent to fully give her his complete attention. Bending her head down, Luna engulfed the first half of his member into her mouth, causing her lips to create a perfect O.

"Aghhh," he grunted as the beautiful blonde girl sucked his sensitive cock.

Neville's hands slid down his body and tried to stop her, but she was much too determined. Sucking on his cock like it was her sole purpose in life, it didn't take Luna long to bring Neville to a second orgasm. Feeling his dick start to twitch in her mouth, the Ravenclaw student wondered what that meant when all of a sudden the first streak of cum hit the back of her throat. Surprised initially, she recovered in time for the second as it oozed out onto her tongue.

Savoring the taste of semen for the first time in her life, the odd girl thought it was the most delicious thing in life. Always a fan of salty food, Luna couldn't get enough of the thick liquid and was disappointed that no more came out of his tip no matter how hard she sucked on him.

"Luna...stop! For the love of Merlin, please stop," Neville begged.

"What's the matter handsome," she asked while flashing innocent eyes.

"I need a break! You just made me cum twice in a short time period," he explained.

"Oh...okay. Whatever you want," she told him.

Neville rested on the chair for a minute to collect himself before turning back to address Luna, who was still resting on her knees in front of his softening cock.

"You can get up, you know," he said.

"If that's what you want," she replied. "I can't believe I had sex with Neville Longbottom!"

"Yup. We for sure did," he confirmed while pulling up his pants. "Sorry about your shirt."

"That's okay," she replied before fetching her wand. "Reparo."

Instantly the shirt became whole again as the buttons were sewn back in place. She waited for Neville to tell her what to do, and when he started to get dressed she took it as a sign to do the same. Tracking down her bra, she covered her firm mounds before doing back up her blouse.

"That was really something Luna," Neville told her. "I don't mean to ditch you right away but I have a big essay due in Professor Snape's class that I need to work on."

"Would you like help? We can go to the library and I can research the topic for you," she offered. "I may be a year behind you but I'm a Ravenclaw with immeasurable wit!"

"Yeah sure! That would be great," he replied. "Shall we head up then?"

The two finished getting presentable before sneaking out of the room and into the corridor. They didn't think anyone saw them leave the empty class, but they immediately started hustling up to the library to work on Neville's Defense Against the Dark Arts assignment. Draco followed them up, wanting to continue his observation to see how long that dose of Amortentia worked for.

He stayed watching the pair for 6 hours until Neville had written a report that was sure to gain him an outstanding mark. Of course, most of the ideas and opinions in the paper were given by Luna, who was more than happy to help her devoted partner. Neville walked her back to the Ravenclaw house after they were down, the two of them holding hands the entire time.

Draco had to stop following them at that point, but by the next morning, Luna was no longer hanging all over Neville. Draco placed that the dosage of Amortentia would last between 6 to 12 hours, which meant that each flask he had would be good for up to 100 uses. Smiling devilishly, Draco had visions of all the uses he could use the powerful potion for floating through his head. He knew his task had become back on track.

Hermione / Luna / Harry

Chapter Summary

Draco's at it again - this time with Harry, Hermione and Ginny

Title: Harry Potter And The Lure Of Lust: Part 10 - Draco's At It Again Show: Harry Potter Pairings: Hermione/Ginny/Harry Codes: mff, magic, oral, voy Author: The Chemist Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters or settings. I make no money from this story.

"Women," Neville huffed.

"What's the matter Neville," Ron asked as he, Harry and Neville shared a table in the library.

"Promise to keep a secret," he asked the two fellow Gryffindors.

"Of course," Harry and Ron replied.

"Well, last night after dinner I had sex with Luna and..."

"Loony Lovegood," Ron gasped.

"Don't call her that," Neville retorted.

"Oh...sorry mate," Ron replied. "Go on."

"Well, she practically jumped my bones. Dragged me into an empty classroom and initiated the entire thing. Then she practically writes my report and kisses me goodnight after I walk her home. Then today, she barely says two words to me!"

Harry and Ron were in disbelief. Luna always came off as a goody too shoes, yet Neville described her as a girl who loved getting down and dirty just to scratch an itch. Putting together a Quidditch practice plan was now the furthest thing on Harry's mind as all he could think about was Luna in this new light.

"Harry! Ron! I've been doing some research about the lust potion," Hermione said to the boys in a secluded corner of the Gryffindor common room.

"Still on that are you? Just accept it Hermione and be done with it," Harry told her.

Ignoring him, Hermione continued, "The Amortentia that we found in Fred and George's room isn't like any other Amortentia known to exist. The effects should have worn off by now rather than

make permanent changes to our physiology."

"So how does that help us," Ron asked.

"It tells us that your brothers didn't make that particular bottle of Amortentia. They may be good at gag magic, but they are far from skilled enough to do that great amount of charming," Hermione told. "Therefore, whoever made that potion had to be a very powerful wizard that is highly trained in Potions."

"Even if that was true, how did it get into the Burrow," Harry asked.

"That's what I'm trying to figure out. The Order put enchantments up around the entire premise to keep people out so they would have had a way to circumvent that," she said.

"Maybe you aren't giving Fred and George their proper respect. We've all been guilty of it at some point," Ron retorted. "Maybe it was just an experiment gone awry. They did admit that they had been working on a lust potion. Even gave us an antidote."

"An antidote that didn't work might I remind you," Hermione snapped, obviously not liking him questioning her theory. "So who could have possibly altered Amortentia to such a powerful extent?"

"Who was that really powerful alchemist? You know, the one who made the Philosopher's stone," Harry wondered.

"Nicholas Flammel, but he is dead, remember," Hermione answered.

"Oh right," he blushed. "Forgot about that."

"How about Snape," Ron proposed.

"I had a similar thought but why would he mess around with that," Hermione replied.

"I don't know, maybe he's in love with you and wanted to make you love him," Ron told her.

"There is so much wrong with that sentence that I don't even know where to start," Hermione retorted. Unable to calm herself after Ron's ignorant comment, she simply packed up her stuff and stormed off, leaving the boys behind.

A lot had happened in the next week. First, Harry had to finish selecting the Gryffindor Quidditch team since he was team captain. The Chaser and Beater selections were no brainers, but picking the keeper was quite difficult since his Ron was competing against a fantastic athlete in Cormac McLaggen. Luckily, Ron put in a great shift in tryouts and outperformed the seventh year boy, albeit with a little help from Hermione and her Confundus spell.

However, Quidditch issues paled in comparison to what happened that weekend. While on their first Hogsmeade weekend, Katie Bell accidently touched a cursed necklace and became extremely ill. She was not the intended target of the necklace, but rather she was under the Imperius Curse and was suppose to act as a messenger to an unknown target.

Harry had accused Draco Malfoy to anyone that would listen to him. Hermione remembered seeing the opal necklace in Borgin and Burke's shop the day Draco was in, but there was no proof he had bought the cursed item. That didn't stop Harry from cracking down his watch on the Slytherin boy,

even though he couldn't monitor him as closely as he would have liked. With classes, Quidditch practice and now regular meetings with Dumbledore, Harry found it hard to spy on Draco as much as he would have liked.

Draco also became aware of Harry's theory that it was he who had cursed the necklace and noticed Potter was watching him as often as the "Chosen One" could. It was bothersome for the youngest Malfoy but it gave him an excuse to try using his Amortentia potion on his nemesis since his test sample had exceeded his expectations. He needed the hair of the girl he would make Harry lust over, which would be tough to get.

It took him a day to plan out how he would get Harry off his back and chasing the affection from a girl of his choosing. He thought about using the Mudblood Granger, but part of Draco wanted to save her for himself. Using Luna again crossed his mind since she was so fun to watch last time, but Draco was more curious in seeing the lust potion work on someone else. Then the idea of using Ginny Weasley hit him. Not only would Harry be obsessed with the busty redhead, but since she was Ron's sister, maybe Harry's pursuit of her would cause a rift between the 'Chosen One' and his best friend.

The next part of his plan was obtaining a strand of Ginny's hair. That would be a hard task and took up some important time that Draco would have rather been working on his other, more important project, which wasn't going very well. However, Draco knew that his work would go better and lose the risk of Harry discovering him once he made him obsessed over a girl.

Finally it was time to act after two days since his original idea to get Harry off his back. He waited until 8pm then grabbed his self-made invisibility cloak and snuck his way down to the location of the Gryffindor house. He knew they had a portrait of a fat lady that made the place password protected so he just had to wait his time. Luckily it didn't take too long until a pack of 5th year Gryffindors spoke the word and the portrait opened up. Moving quickly, Draco snuck into the common room.

Looking around, Draco couldn't help but note how much more comfortable the Gryffindor common room looked compared to the Slytherin room. Main chairs littered the large room, many of them centered around a large fireplace that was burning wood, giving the room a pleasant aroma. At the back of the room he immediately located Harry, Ron and Hermione, who were sharing a table and working on an assignment. He also found that one of the corners of the room had nothing in it, so that is where Draco went to wait for his moment to act.

As the hours passed by, more and more students went to the stairs and up to their bedrooms. Hermione was the first of the trio to get up and leave, biding her friends farewell for the night before disappearing. Ron and Harry continued to work on their projects, but they did much more talking than work. Finally after an hour of working without the help of Hermione, they packed up and retired for the night. It took another hour or so for the rest of the common room to empty of students until it was just Draco under his cloak that was left.

Not wanting to take any chances, Draco stayed in the common room, hidden from view until 2 in the morning to make sure that everyone was asleep. Satisfied that no one would be around, the Slytherin boy kept his cloak on as he made his way to the stairs. He was halfway up the girl's stairs when they flattened out and he slide down like it was a slide.

"Damn Hogwarts," Draco cursed.

He wouldn't let some old magical rules ruin his plan though. Pulling out his wand, Draco summoned a long ladder and in a few minutes, was now standing at the top of the stairs, looking down the corridor filled with girl's rooms. Luckily for him, Gryffindor had the names of the

students in each room so it didn't take long to find Ginny. Opening the door, he found her bed and sure enough, there was a hairbrush on the table beside her. Draco snatched it up then left the room and didn't stop running until he was back in the Slytherin common room.

Grabbing the flask that he had made for Harry with the Amortentia, Draco added a few strands of hair from the brush. Instantly the potion started to smoke and turned a slightly different shade of red. The lust potion he had made for his nemesis was slightly different than the one he used on Luna. This time, Draco did ten times the amount of potion so that Harry would be obsessed with Ginny for about 5 days. He dared not do too much stronger of a potion in case he killed the boy, which would be bad for Draco.

Draco did his best to get some sleep that night but it was incredibly hard to do so since he was so excited. Finally he was able to drift off and before long he was waking up, a smile still on his face. Wearing his cloak down to breakfast, he found it rather simple to slip the potion into Harry's drink, which he saw the chosen one drink it down.

"This cloak is really coming in handy," Draco thought.

It took seconds for the potion to take affect. Harry lost some color in his face, going slightly paler and the look in his eyes changed. Excusing himself from the table, Harry sprinted back to the Gryffindor common room in search of Ginny. Draco was surprised how fast he could run when he wanted to, but the Slytherin boy kept up with him stride for stride. Luck for him, it didn't take long to find her as he saw her walking towards the portrait with her boyfriend Dean.

"Hey mate," Dean greeted Harry.

"Yeah hi Dean. Hello Ginny," Harry replied. "I was hoping to talk to you Ginny. Alone."

"Yeah sure," she responded, thinking it could be something important. "I'll meet you down at breakfast Dean." Once they saw some exit the portrait, Ginny asked, "So what's so important Harry?"

"Not here. How about your room? Is anyone still there," Harry asked, already knowing the answer.

"Just Hermione," she responded.

"Great! Let's go up. Accio Firebolt," he called and instantly his broomstick flew into his hands.

Ginny walked up the stairs while Harry floated slowly beside her. He wouldn't tell her what was so urgent until they were in a private location. Ginny thought he was acting strange but put it out of her mind. She was more excited that the boy she loved was asking to go to her room with her.

"Are you decent Hermione, I have Ha..."

Before she could announce Harry was with her, the boy saw another door open and a girl coming out. Not wanting to get in serious trouble for being in the girls dormitory, Harry grabbed Ginny and pushed both of them inside. Hermione was standing by the side of her bed, fixing her blankets. Harry's jaw nearly hit the floor as the brunette was only wearing a silky red nightgown that was so short that he could see the bottom of her plump ass poking out the bottom.

"Harry! Get out," she demanded.

"Sorry, a girl was coming into the hall and I couldn't be seen," he apologized. "Blimey Hermione, you look super hot!"

"Well...er...thanks...but you shouldn't be here," she responded. "Why are you here?"

"Need to talk to you both," Harry told them. "You guys know I love both of you, right?"

His comment caused both girls to blush. Hermione knew that it was either the extra hormones flowing through his body that made him say that he loved her. That, or he meant it like a friend. After all, they had been through so much together that it made more sense that he loved her like a friend more than anything else.

"We love you too Harry. You're a great friend," Hermione replied.

"No Hermione," Harry said, stepping closer to her. "I really love you."

Now standing right in front of the smart witch, Harry wrapped his long arms around her body and pulled her close to him. He loved the feel of her perky tits pressed against his chest. Looking into her eyes, Harry moved his head towards hers until their lips connected. Hermione was surprised by his sudden boldness but opened her mouth and allowed her tongue to mingle with his. She knew the last time this happened it caused a fight between her and Ron, but right now it was the furthest thing from her mind.

"And Ginny. I know your with Dean, but I think you should reconsider," he told her after breaking his passionate kiss with Hermione.

Still holding his best friend with one arm, Harry twisted his body and reached out for Ginny. Grabbing her shirt, he pulled her towards him with enough pressure to insinuate he wanted to kiss her but it was light enough that she needed to move to him. He smiled when she stepped forwards him, giving in to his invitation.

"That brush must have had hair from both Ginny and Hermione," Draco wondered to himself in the corner of the dormitory room.

Ginny was caught between fear and desire as the man that she wanted more than anyone was telling her he loved her and trying to kiss her. The only part of her that was holding her back from fully enjoying the moment was the fact she was still dating Dean and would then be cheating on him. Even though Dean wasn't Harry, Ginny cared very much for the fellow Gryffindor and didn't want to hurt him.

Alas, the much larger part of her brain that wanted Harry won out. Allowing him to pull her forwards, she stepped towards him and pressed her large tits against his body, just as her friend Hermione had done seconds before. Flicking her nose with his own, Harry smiled at her before kissing her.

Hermione didn't know what to do. Part of her wanted to leave and let Ginny finally have Harry all to herself since he was her dream guy. But Harry did have her arm still wrapped around her thin body, holding her firmly in place. Plus, the kiss he had laid on her had triggered her increased sex hormones and had wanting to be nowhere else other than in his arms. Deciding that she should be exactly where she was, she let her eyes focus in on the tongue-filled kiss taking part between her two friends.

"You are both such good kissers," Harry told them with an arm still around each of them. "But rather than just take my word for it, why don't you two find out for yourselves."

With his hand resting on the middle of each of their backs, Harry slid it upwards so that he was cupping the back of their heads. Lightly applying pressure, he directed them to move forward

towards each other. Letting their own desires take over now, the 'Chosen One' watched as Hermione and Ginny pushed together. Their noses touched first and they each tilted their heads a little more to get them out of the way so that they could find each other's lips.

"Damn that's hot," Draco commented from the corner of the room.

With a clear sight to the action, Draco watched as the sexy brunette and redhead kissed each other. They started a little cautiously, presumably because they were taken by complete surprise by Harry's actions. Soon, their light lip touches turned into open mouth kissing as they got more comfortable with the situation. Then their tongues entered into the equation as they took turns probing the other's mouth.

Taking a step back, Harry continued to watch the two girls eagerly kiss while he started to undress. Before long he bad taken off his robe, shirts and pants and was now standing in front of the two horny schoolgirls completely naked.

"Looks like someone enjoyed our little show," Ginny laughed having seen Harry's erect cock.

Harry had heard from Hermione herself that she had slept with Ginny once at the Burrow. The thought alone made him horny, thinking of the slim Hermione licking the bustier redhead, making her scream in pleasure. Yet seeing it for himself was so incredible hot that it made him speechless.

Hermione continued to kiss Ginny, which forced her to remember just how soft the Weasley girl's lips were. Although she confessed to Harry and Ron that she had sex with Ginny one time, the brilliantly smart witch had maintained a sexual relationship for the following month that she spent at the Burrow while the two shared a room.

Harry walked around the two girls, getting a look at them from every angle. Settling in behind the attractive redhead, the 'Chosen One' started to kiss her neck while his hands started to stripper her of her clothes. Pulling off her Gryffindor sweater, Harry went to remove her school tie but found that Hermione's hands were already busy undoing it. Their combined efforts had the younger girls stark naked in no time at all.

"Memories don't capture how absolutely juicy these tits are," Hermione told her roommate.

Bending down, Hermione opened her mouth and closed her lips around one of Ginny's pink nipples. Being one who naturally felt the urge to copy Hermione's work, Harry did so again by going down on his knees so that he was at the perfect level to suck on the redhead's other sensitive tit.

"Mmmhhh," Ginny moaned at their dual effort.

"You should lay down on the bed," Harry instructed the girl.

Obediently following his suggestion, Ginny stepped back from both of them and took a seat on her bed. She looked over and saw Harry and Hermione exchange a few words, but she couldn't hear what was said. They stopped talking and Hermione walked towards the bed and reumed sucking on Ginny's chest. The bookworm didn't possess the physical strength to move the redhead by herself but her suggestive body language made Ginny move further back on the bed then lay down with her head in the pillows.

Hermione hungrily kissed on the younger girl's boobs until she decided to turn her attention elsewhere. Licking downwards, she slid her tongue from Ginny's erect nipple and off the underside of her large tit. Carrying on, she allowed her tongue to roam the other girl's body, continuously

moving her own body down along Ginny's own body. The redhead loved the feel of Hermione's silky nightgown moving on her skin. She had found herself completely absorbed in the sensation that she'd hadn't noticed that her best friend was between her legs until her tongue swiped along the length of her slit.

"Holy Merlin," Ginny squalled in delight.

Hermione took the scream the same as she would have receiving an outstanding grade on a paper. Smiling, the brunette seemed to find extra motivation and did another long lick of Ginny's pussy. Starting at her increasingly wet hole, she continued upwards until arriving at her engorged clit. Hearing Ginny moan again meant that she was doing a good job.

"Whoa," Hermione screamed in surprise as she felt the tip of Harry's run through her own wet slit.

Having squirmed his penis under the skirt of her nightgown, Harry flipped the silk clothing out of the way. Now able to look down and watch, the 'Boy Who Lived' ran his tip back down her slit until arriving at her opening. He pushed forward and eased his swollen dick into her pussy for the first time nearly 3 months, Harry didn't know how hard to fuck her from the start.

Slowly pushing in the first several inches, Harry pulled back and just pushed into her a few times with minimum amount of length in her. Hermione would not have any of that though. While still resting on all fours, the brunette forced her body back on the next of Harry's tepid thrusts and took his entire length deep into her pussy.

"Ahhh," Harry grunted as his cock was enveloped completely with her warm, wet tightness.

Hermione took a break from licking Ginny's pussy so she could look back at Harry and flash him a smile. He smiled back at her and Hermione knew she understood exactly how she wanted to be fucked now. Turning her attention back to Ginny, the horny bookworm decided to probe the redhead's hole rather than just stay on the exterior. Placing her mouth around her wet entrance, Hermione's tongue was thrust forward and into her pussy when Harry's forcefully ploughed into her own sex.

They had now found their rhythm and all three of them now were moaning and groaning, filling the room with their cries of ecstasy. Harry was pumping his cock into Hermione with such speed that his swing balls kept coming up and bouncing off the top of Hermione's pussy. This was giving her extra pleasure as they were smacking against her extremely sensitive clit. Meanwhile Ginny was also on the receiving end, currently enjoying her best friend cramming her long tongue deep inside her pussy and licking her inner walls.

"Mind if...we switch...spot Hermione," Harry moaned while battering her tight pussy with his fat member.

"Ahh...ohhh...fine," Hermione finally answered after another long series of moans. "But you owe me...a hell of...an orgasm."

Harry agreed then pounded her a few more times with his dick for good measure. They were extremely hard, making her ass ripple upon the contact and causing her to scream sharply and push her closer to her sought after orgasm. Even though he would have preferred never to have to leave her pussy, Harry pulled out of her and watched as her tight pink hole tightened back up.

Hermione moved out of the way so that her best friend could assume his position between Ginny's creamy white thighs. She was barely off her knees and onto her feet beside the bed when Harry did in fact replace the void between Ginny's legs. With her pussy already warmed up thanks to

Hermione, the 'Chosen One' wasted no time and slid his tip into her wet hole.

"Oh my God," she moaned as the boy of her dreams was stretching out her tightness. "You're huge! I think you'll rip me in half!"

"You'll be perfectly okay," Hermione told her. "This might help take your mind off any discomfort."

Having walked to the head of the bed, Hermione leant down and placed her lips onto Ginny's. It took the redhead a moment to realize what her friend was doing, but once she came to her senses she returned her kiss. As Hermione parted her lips and allowed her tongue to walk along Ginny's lips, the redhead lost herself in their kissing and forgot all about the initial pain there was as Harry spread her pussy further than any boy had done so before.

As Hermione made out with her friend, Harry was now working his entire length into Ginny's hole. She was tighter than Hermione, but given all the sex that she had been having since the original lust potion, it wasn't that surprising. The only negative was that her pussy wasn't loosening very much so Harry really had to temper his force that he was fucking her with in order to not cause her pain.

"See. Told you that you'd be fine," Hermione whispered into her ear.

Ginny gave her friend another kiss as a thank you while getting thrust into by Harry at the other end. Glancing over at him, Ginny wanted to savor the moment as the boy she wanted desperately was having sex with her for the first time. Even though he had acted strangely earlier, Ginny was happy to be in bed with him, even if she had to share the experience with another girl.

"Let me show my thanks," Ginny told her. "Sit on my face."

Smiling her reply, Hermione climbed onto the bed and swung her leg over Ginny's head. With a leg on either side of her, the bookworm closed her legs together until she felt her smooth inner thighs brush against the sides of her face. Sinking down, Hermione felt a shiver run up her spine as Ginny's tongue lashed out and touched her folds.

"Aww...yes," Hermione groaned before giving in and spreading her legs.

The brunette instantly lowered her pussy completely down onto Ginny's eager mouth. She felt her mound smack down right on the redhead's plump lips. But as Ginny's was on the giving end of pleasure on one end, Harry was satisfying her own need at the other. Luckily for both of them, her pussy had wielded after the 10 minutes of slowly working it with his cock that now it didn't feel like it was strangling his member.

With more ability to push into her, Harry lowered his mental restraints and really started to shove himself into his willing partner. The result was a chain effect as the increased temp was rapidly pushing the 'Chosen One' closer to his own orgasm while doing the same to Ginny. Now with his cock pushing deeper into her hole, the redhead was having all of her buttons hit just right by the new pace and depth. Her attempt to postpone her orgasm sent her in search of a distraction, and wiggling her tongue with more energy and purpose inside Hermione's pink folds fit the bill.

"Mmmpp," Ginny groaned as her friend's pussy muffled her screams.

"Holy Merlin's beard! I'm going to cum soon Ginny," Hermione warned.

"Me too," Harry added.

As Harry's thrusting became more erratic due to his pending orgasm, he still had enough presence of mind to realize that Ginny had just came. Even though he was desperate for his own release, he wouldn't have allowed himself the pleasure until his two girls had reached their own peaks first. He was satisfied that Ginny had climaxed when he felt her pussy clamped down harder on his shaft then ever before and saw her body began to jerk.

"AMMGHHH," Ginny screamed once again into Hermione.

"Oh yes Ginny...I'm cummingggggg...UGGHHHHH," the bookworm screamed.

Even though Ginny was barely conscious after the boy of dreams fucked her brains out and gave her the best orgasm of her life, she had a sound enough mind to open her mouth. After hearing Hermione's screams, the exhausted redhead knew she had made her cum, so Ginny allowed the brunette's sweet juices to flood into her mouth so she could savor the taste before swallowing it down.

"Good," Harry thought, having heard both women orgasm.

"Oh my gosh," Hermione huffed. "Make sure not to cum inside her Harry. You're not wearing a condom after all."

"Right," he agreed. "But I need to cum right now!"

Harry had to pull out of Ginny immediately or risk starting to blow his load inside her extremely fertile womb. The girls reacted quickly as they let their instincts drive their actions. Hermione rolled off of Ginny's face and got onto the ground directly in front of Harry, her face perfectly level with his throbbing member. She was rather surprised when she felt Ginny's shoulder touch her own as the redhead had also gotten off the mattress and was resting on her knees.

"AHHHH," Harry screamed. He stroked his shaft three more times before feeling a wave of pure bliss wash over his entire body. Forcing his eyes open, he watched as the first stream of cum erupt from his tip and smack Ginny square in the face, connecting with her nose, eyelid and forehead. Wanting to spread the load, he turned his hips to the right and aimed his next streak right into Hermione's awaiting mouth. Continuing to rub his cock, Harry watched as the next few weaker blasts took their turns to coat each of the girls' faces before he was completely spent.

"Mmm," Hermione moaned. "Tasty as ever."

"It did taste pretty good," Ginny agreed. "Even though more ended up on my face then in my mouth."

"I can help with that," Hermione told her. Placing a hand on either side of Ginny's face, the brunette stuck her tongue out and licked up the cum that had landed on the youngest Weasley's skin. Collecting all that was there with her tongue, Hermione kissed Ginny on the lips and pushed the collect semen into the younger girl's mouth.

"Holy hell that was hot," Draco thought while watching the girls kiss and exchange Harry's spunk so that the redhead could swallow more down.

"That was fantastic ladies," Harry told them. "Now what can I do for you two?"

"Um, don't you have class now," Ginny asked him.

"Yeah but I can catch up later. You guys are much more important!"

"You must be mad Harry! You need to go to class or McGonagall or throw you in detention," Hermione reasoned.

"So then you want me to go to class," he asked. "You too Ginny?"

"Yeah of course Harry," she agreed. "And to do your homework and honor any other commitments you've agreed to do."

"Alright then ladies, I will do just that," he told them.

Hermione / Dean

Chapter Summary

After Dean breaks up with Ginny, Hermione goes to help get them back together.

Title: Harry Potter And The Lure Of Lust Part 11 - A True Friend Show: Harry Potter Author: The Chemist Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters or settings. I make no money from this story. Pairings: Hermione/Dean Codes: mf, Oral

The next 5 days were pure bliss for Ginny. It all started when Harry had found her in the hallway and brought her up to her bedroom. Hermione was in there but it did nothing to deter the 'Chosen One' from having sex with her, even if her friend was also involved. It was her first threesome, and also the first time she had sex with Harry, but it definitely wasn't the last time. As often as she wanted, Harry was always by her side, ready to have his way with her.

There was a negative or two though. For one, Harry was also hanging around more with Hermione, although he tried to get her and Ginny together with him as often as possible. She found it great at first to be hanging out with her best friend and the boy of her dreams, but after a few days it would have been nicer to have alone time with him instead. The other con was that she had to tell Dean Thomas, her boyfriend, that she needed a break. She didn't want to hurt him more by telling him she'd cheated with Harry, so she left that part out.

Ginny wasn't the only one having a positive week. Draco was able to make solid progress in his secret mission now that he wasn't constantly looking over his shoulder for Harry Potter. By his calculations, he should have another 5 days for the lust potion to continue to affect Harry until it finally ran its course.

But nothing ever went Draco's way when it came to his dealings with 'The Boy Who Lived'. Although he did have the freedom to roam the castle without fear of Potter watching him like a hawk, Draco had predicted to have close to 2 weeks of free roam. That wasn't the case though, as Harry was soon out of lust for Ginny and Hermione in less than one week. Draco assumed that it must have been the result of the potion being used for two girls rather than just the one. It was an unfortunate consequence that he would have to be aware of in the future.

Even though Hermione was tempted by Harry the first morning, the studious girl rejected the rest of his persistent advances. She did so because she felt like it would be bad for their group dynamic, especially given how sensitive Ron was with her. It was better that way, more so when the potion wore off of Harry.

"Hey Harry," Ginny greeted him when she came down the dorm stairs first thing Saturday morning. "Ready for Hogsmeade?"

"Right...er...I'm going to have to ditch," he informed her.

"What? Really," she asked in disbelief. For the past week he had been attached to her hip and now he was bailing on their first official date.

"Yeah. Sorry about that but I'm rather busy," Harry told her. For some reason, he had been neglecting following Draco, not to mention blowing off Quidditch practice.

"This was our first date. It's very important to me," she said.

"Right...about that Ginny," he started. "I just don't have time for a girlfriend right now. I have a lot on my plate so it's not a good time for me to be with you."

Harry hated saying the words but they were the truth. Looking at Ginny's face, he hated himself a little more as he watched her face look so hurt. It only lasted a few seconds before it contorted to anger, even her ears turning red.

"So you use me for sex then throw me away like an old toothbrush? I had a good thing going with Dean but you made me cheat on him. I hate you Harry Potter," she screamed before storming out of the common room before disappearing beyond the portrait.

"Well that went pretty poorly," Harry said aloud.

"What went poorly," Hermione asked as she descended the stairs.

"Oh...hi Hermione. Didn't know you were there," Harry said. "I just broke up with Ginny...kinda."

"Really? You and her seemed to really be into each other. Well you were into both Ginny and I," she asked.

"It's really strange. I don't know my feelings for her but over the past week you two were all I could think about. But when I woke up today, I didn't have the same feelings," he explained.

"Harry, that seems like a lust potion," she informed him. "But why would Ginny use it on you? She likes you but she had a good thing with Dean going on. Plus, why would she involve me?"

That gave something for Harry to ponder. He didn't know any of her answers but he wish he did. Somehow, he thought Draco was behind the incident but why would he have used a lust potion on him?

"Well if it isn't the bastard that's been with my sister and too good to spend time with me," Ron said as he joined them in the common room. "I said I was fine with you dating her as long as you didn't snog in front of me, but it seems that snogging is all you two do!"

"Ron, it was a lust potion that we learnt about in Potions class. Someone slipped Harry it and that's why he's been obsessed with your sister and blowing you off," Hermione interjected.

"Oh...right then," he commented. "So you two are done then?"

"Yeah. Sorry mate," Harry told him.

"No problem. Want to go play some Quidditch," he asked. Harry agreed and went to go grab their broomsticks before going out to the field for some training.

Hermione used the day to go check on how Ginny was holding up. She knew that she really liked Harry and that the past week had been perfect for her. But now that it was revealed that Harry was

only acting the way he was due to the lust potion, Ginny would probably be absolutely gutted. Wearing blue jeans and a purple sweater, Hermione grabbed her winter jacket, mittens and hat before heading out to Hogsmeade.

The November air was crisp and snow was covering the path all along to the small wizarding village. The main street wasn't very busy as fewer students were willing to leave the safe confines of Hogwarts after the incident with Katie Bell and the cursed necklace last time they were allowed to go. It didn't take Hermione very long to find Ginny, as the heartbroken girl was sitting alone in the Three Broomsticks. Hermione could tell that she had been crying as her make up had run slightly and her eyes looked incredibly puffy and red.

"How you holding up," she asked her friend willing pulling up a chair and joining her.

"Not too great," Ginny admitted. "He broke my heart."

"I know," Hermione told her, giving her a comforting hug.

"It gets worse," Ginny went on. "I went and found Dean. He was in here with Seamus and Ernie. I told him I made a mistake and never should have put us on a break. But he was still too mad about the situation. He just blew me off and stormed off to the Hog's Head."

"Oh know. That's horrible," Hermione sympathized.

"But I saw the look in his eyes. He still wants to be with me. I can tell he does but his pride is getting in the way," she explained. "I don't know how to reason with him though."

"I think I do," Hermione thought to herself before addressing Ginny. "How important is this to you Ginny?"

"Harry is clearly not as taken by me as I am for him. Dean is a perfect gentleman and I like him a great deal," Ginny answered. "Why do you ask?"

"I vowed back when you forgave me for sleeping with Harry that I would do anything for you, and I'm going to keep my word and get you and Dean back together," Hermione stated. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go to the Hog's Head."

The determined girl stood from the table and left Ginny behind. Hermione wanted to leave before the redhead could ask too many questions, but Hermione knew that she knew exactly what she was going to do, or at least had an idea. The studious girl still felt horrible about causing Ginny so much pain when she found out that she had slept with Harry over the summer and Hermione was hell bent to make it up to her. And although Ginny had forgiven her, Hermione still wanted to show her how much she valued her friendship.

Stepping out into the cool November air, Hermione walked quickly to the bar across the small village. She'd left her coat and the rest of her winter clothing behind in the Three Broomsticks so the icy air was cutting right through her thin clothing and making her quite chilly. She had only been to the Hog's Head pub a few times, most recently last year when her and her friends needed a place that was sure to accommodate a large amount of students since the establishment tended to be empty.

Walking into the pub, Hermione instantly remembered why it was regularly empty. The building wasn't the nicest of places as it looked warn down and would be frequently described as dingy. The room was just as small and dirty as she remembered, with the window at the back wall so grimy she couldn't look outside. Searching the wooden tables, her eyes glanced over the tall, white-haired

owner of the inn and pub before finally finding Dean, Seamus and Ernie sitting off to the side.

"Hi boys," Hermione greeted them as she walked over to their table. "Can I talk to you for a second Dean? In private."

"Uh...sure Hermione," Dean replied. "I'll get us drinks on the way back boys."

Dean stood from the table and walked to the bushy haired girl who requested his company way from his friends. He thought the situation to be odd, considering he had never had a full conversation with her. For all he knew it was an important message, potentially about recruiting his help to resurrect the Dumbledore Army group. She led him only a short distance to the side of the bar into a series of narrow halls.

"Listen Dean, I want what Ginny wants and she wants you two back together. I'm here to make that happen," she explained to the surprised Gryffindor student. "What'll that take?"

"Um...she broke up with me Hermione. Now she wants me back? I don't like getting jerked around," Dean replied.

"Speaking of jerking around, I really want you to take Ginny back. So much so that I'll make out with you right now," she offered.

"I'm flattered," he said after thinking about her words for a moment. "But kissing you won't get me and Ginny back together."

"What about a handjob," Hermione asked. She was already standing close to the tall black man so was able to reach out and rub his cock through his pants. She was pleased that her touch had enough power to make him harden immediately.

"Whoa...Hermione...what are you doing," he questioned, completely shocked by her move.

"You know exactly what I want," she replied, giving him her best sexy eyes.

"So I guess the rumors about you are true," he commented.

"Yup. One hundred percent true," she confirmed. "Now, back to business Thomas. I'm willing to go as far as sucking on your...um...you know...thingy."

"So you're able to blackmail me into getting back with Ginny but you get embarrassing saying the word cock? You're an interesting witch," he told her. "But I want sex. I'm used to it since I've been dating the redhead so getting a blowjob is like taking a step backwards."

"Trust me, you'll want the blowjob more. After all the guys that have been running through me lately, I'm as loose as a hooker at Knockturn Alley. It'll feel like you're humping air," she lied, hoping it would be enough to convince him.

"Fine," he agreed, buying her story.

Hermione gave him a smile then grabbed his hand. Leading him from the narrow hallway, the studious girl guided him towards the stairs at the back of the pub. Descending the steps, they found themselves in a narrow corridor with three doors in front of them. To the right was the women's washroom, the left was the men's washroom and straight ahead was the broom closet.

"Which one big guy," Hermione asked him.

"Men's bathroom I suppose," he answered her.

He pushed open the door and called hello. When no one replied after a few seconds, Hermione took the initiative and walked into the dirty washroom. The room was exactly what Hermione thought the bathroom of the Hog's Head would be. Small, with only one urinal and one stall with toilet paper littering the floor. A few minutes alone inside here and Hermione would have had the place looking squeaky clean, however she had a separate task at hand.

"Well this is...nice," she commented. "Shall we then?"

"Sure," Dean replied as he undid his button and zipper.

"Not out in the open like this," she told him. "In the stall."

Hermione grabbed him by his shirt collar and dragged him into the empty stall. The aroma inside the small 2 foot by 2 foot cubicle with thin metal walls. She knew it would provide them with little privacy, but it ensured that if someone did break her door locking charm then at least the wizard wouldn't know who was having sex in the room. Reaching around him, Hermione locked the door then stood back in front of him.

Dean pulled his pants down and let the suddenly slutty girl look at what she had to work with. He was already rock hard at the mere thought of the studious witch having his cock in her mouth. Standing straight out from his body, his long, thick black shaft was an impressive ten inches, by far the longest that Hermione had been with.

Turning them around, Hermione rotated them so that her back was towards the latched door while Dean took advantage of the new position and had a seat on the toilet. With the Gryffindor boy now in a more relaxed stance, Hermione bent down and settled herself onto the dirty floors be resting on her knees. The sexy girl reached out her hand and began stroking his erect dick while nestled between his powerful thighs. Wanting to make sure to give him a great experience so he'd be more encouraged to get back together with Ginny, Hermione parted her lips and took his sack into her mouth.

"Damn that feels good," he groaned as the brunette lapped gently at each of his testicles.

Hermione was sure to give each of his rounded nuts a good amount of her attention before pulling them out. Angling his long shaft towards her, the sexy witch extended her tongue and licked the underside of his member before swirling around the very tip. The tall boy tossed his head back, an obvious sign to Hermione that he was thoroughly enjoying himself.

Deciding now was a good time to end her brief teasing session, Hermione opened her mouth and took his head between her lips. Even though she was acting like she was only doing this begrudgingly, the studious girl actually really enjoyed sucking cock. She loved the power she had over a man when her mouth was on his penis as she could make him squirm with a simple slurp and then the next instance make him want to explode by taking him completely down her throat.

And that was exactly what Hermione had in mind. Loosening her jaw muscles, the talented witch started to take more of his cock into her mouth. It started by pushing the first several inches between her lips until she had warmed herself up. Getting more comfortable with his thickness, she took more inside until half of his cock was gliding along her tongue as her head bobbed back and forth into his groin. The only problem was that his bulbous head was already poking against the back of her mouth, indicating that she would have to take 5 inches down her throat. This was much more than she'd ever successfully done, but she knew Ginny's happiness rested on the line.

"Holy Merlin Hermione," he gasped. "You think you can seriously take that all in your mouth?"

"I don't think I can, I know I can," Hermione stated with certainty. "And once you're in, feel free to abuse my throat as much as you want. This is all for you."

Steeling her nerves, Hermione took him back into her oral cavity and pressed his fat head against her gag reflex. She was an expert now at surprising that urge so the thought of vomiting was not an issue. Relaxing, she pushed her face towards the boy until her muscles gave away and allowed him into her constricted airway. Inch after inch slid between her lips and along her tongue until her nose was buried in his wire-thin pubic hair and all ten inches of his flesh was inside her.

"So hot," he moaned as Hermione slid his saliva-coated cock from her windpipe and choked in some air.

"Remember Dean, you can do whatever you want," she reminded him.

"Well since I can't have sex with you, I might as well fuck your pretty face," he told her.

Returning his dick into her mouth, Hermione opened wide and pushed his slick member into the back of her throat. She was becoming an expert at doing deep throat these days and was more than willing to show it off every time she could. Although most girls didn't like being treated roughly, for some reason Hermione did. Dean was giving her exactly what she relished as well, as he had both hands on the top of her head, forcing her down. She'd hold him in her airway for several seconds then pushed against him and allowed herself to breath through her nose. Once she made up for the oxygen depletion, she allowed him to push her back down and enter her throat again.

Hermione was more than able to handle his deep oral probing for the next several minutes. Not only was she able to withstand the physical abuse, she was enjoying it. She didn't know if her newfound fondness of rough sex was a side effect of the long lasting lust potion or if it was simply her natural sexual preference. Either way, she was getting hornier by the second as the tall, dark and handsome schoolboy fucked her face.

"Undo your pants," Dean told her. "It's for Ginny remember."

She didn't know what the horny boy was intending to do with her pants undone but Hermione did as he asked. While still allowing him to thrust his cock into her throat without resistance, the witch snuck her hands down and undid her jeans. Taking advantage of his large arms, Dean reached and slid her denim pants downwards so that her perfectly rounded ass was now free. The fellow Gryffindor was pleased with her choice of a tiny red thong that was acting like a piece of floss between her glorious ass cheeks.

Hermione allowed the boy free reign over her body as she continued to be face-fucked by his monster penis. The horny boy was still reaching and groping her ass, being sure to gave squeezes so hard that they left red marks all over her milky white skin. His light tapping was also welcomed by the witch, as he must have liked watching her cheeks giggle with every contact.

She was surprised when the boy altered their position, but being the pro that she was, she never took him out from between her lips. Grabbing her by the hips, the boy pulled her pelvis upwards, getting her off of her knees and back onto her feet. He also shifted stances and also got to his feet. It caused her to be bent over 90 degrees at the waist with her bare ass sticking out but now all the wizard had to do was thrust his hips in order to drive his cock into her mouth, leaving his hands free. They didn't stay free for long however, as they ran down Hermione's back and settled back on her plump ass. Using his long fingers, he pushed aside her small thong and dipped on of his digits into her soaking wet pussy.

"Oh, to hell with it," Hermione said once she pulled herself away from his glistening cock. "You want to fuck me and I could really use a good fucking so let's fuck!"

Dean was surprised by the normally reserved girl's bluntness, especially with all the cussing, but then again she was sucking his cock so she couldn't be that innocent. He pulled his finger out from her wet hole and spun the girl around quickly so that her back end was now directly in front of his engorged member. For support, Hermione stretched out her arms and placed her hands flat against the locked stall door. This would prevent her from falling over while also allowing her to push back onto Dean's cock so that she could get him as deep as possible.

Acting quickly so that the horny girl wouldn't change her mind, Dean gripped his shaft and eased the head into her snatch. Her earlier words about how loose her pussy was overblown as her walls immediately gripped his dick as he attempted to push inside her. It took him only a few moments to loosen it up enough so that he was stroking his whole length into her wetness, causing a cascade of moans from the brunette.

"Oh yes Dean...fuck me hard," Hermione screamed.

Dean had no intention of stopping and continued to plough his meat as far inside of the girl as he could. He loved the feeling when his hips would crush against her ass, as her shapely behind was somewhat chilly and the skin contact really turned him on more then he thought. Over and over again he slammed his shaft into her hole, bringing them both closer to their orgasm.

"Damn Hermione, you're so hot," he complimented. "I'm need to cum pretty soon."

"I'm close too so hold out a little longer," she persuaded him.

Using all the strength in her arms, Hermione pushed against the metal door in order for his shaft to get deeper into her pussy then ever. She knew that it would probably make Dean cum sooner but she was so desperate for her own release that she needed to find the trigger. After a minute or so of this deeper penetration, she was still on the edge of climax but couldn't quite reach it. Then an idea hit her that she figured would probably work.

"Stick a finger in my ass," she demanded.

"You want me to what," he asked in disbelief, as if his ears must have misheard her.

"You heard me. Shove something in my butt," she restated. "And hurry. It doesn't seem like you have long left."

Dean could hardly believe his ears. Not only did the gorgeous and smart witch seek him out for a blowjob, but then she wanted him to fuck her too. And now, the innocent Hermione Granger could only cum if she had a finger in her butthole. It was insane to him how quickly an opinion of someone could change.

Using the hand that was already resting on the small of her back, Dean extended his thumb down her butt crack. He saw her shiver initially when his large digit made contact with her tight rosebud but then she went right back to pushing herself back into him without hardly missing a beat. He tried to press his thumb into the tight hole but it was stubborn and unwilling to yield. Applying more pressure, his determination won out and he watched as his finger disappeared into her body.

"Mmm...that's better," Hermione moaned. "You could have wet it though."

She thought that the anal stimulation would be just what she needed. Because she had slept with Harry again, she felt it was only right to even things out with Ron to keep them even. Ron was very

much an ass man so each time they would get together he would fuck her anally. At first it hurt, then she was indifferent to it, but gradually she began to like it. She was now at the point that she could actually have an orgasm as he had sex in her ass.

"Need to cum Hermione," Dean grunted.

"Cum with me Dean," she pleaded.

Summoning all the strength left in his exhausted body, Dean pushed forward a few last times while simultaneously probing the girl's butthole with his thumb. He heard her scream out in pure pleasure right after he drove himself as far into her tight hole as his cock could physically go. She went limp after her long and loud scream and collapsed to the ground so she was resting on her hands and knees. Dean moved quickly and spun the worn out girl around. Just as he placed the tip of his cock on her tongue, he started to explode with cum. The first streak of the warm liquid splashing in her mouth woke her up enough that she clamped her lips around his head and started to suck the rest of his offering right from his slit. Dean came harder and longer than any time he had before and Hermione was right there to collect it and ultimately swallow it down.

"That was amazing," he told her.

"Indeed," she agreed. "So this means you and Ginny are back together?"

"Yeah sure. Whatever you want sweetheart," he replied.

"Good, but save those cute names for her," she said. "She's over at the Three Broomsticks. She's pretty broken up about you two so the sooner you do it the better."

"I'll go right now," he told her. "Just tell Seamus and Ernie that I'll meet them back at Hogwarts, would you?"

"Sure thing," she replied.

When Hermione got back to the castle later, all appeared to be back to normal. Ginny and Dean were over in the corner of the common room snogging, much to Ron's dismay. She had also seen Harry and Ginny have a conversation to clear the air so that they weren't fighting anymore. Even though Harry didn't want to forced to have sex with Ginny do to some lust potion, Hermione could tell that "The Chosen One" did like Ginny and that if circumstances were different, they'd be together.

Hermione / Luna / Ginny / Cormac / Blaise

Chapter Summary

A magical Christmas Party with Professor Slughorn sitting front row for the show.

Title: Harry Potter And The Lure Of Lust Part 12 - A Very Merry Magical Christmas Party Show: Harry Potter Author: The Chemist Pairings: Hermione/Ginny/Luna/Blaise/Cormac Codes: MF, MMF, MFF, FF, Anal, DP, Magic, Oral, Orgy Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters or settings. I make no money from this story.

The Christmas holidays were growing closer and closer by each passing day. The students at Hogwarts couldn't help but get excited for the much needed break. The grounds were becoming coated in a thick dusting of snow and the halls were colored in red and green with mistletoes dangling from the ceilings in every corridor.

Harry was happy about Christmas holidays more so than any other student because this year he was heading back to the Burrow with Ron to spend the holidays with the Weasley's. He usually went to the Dursley's house for Christmas or merely stayed at school, but because the Ministry wanted extra protection for him, they allowed him to go to the Burrow.

The only thing Harry wasn't looking forward to was Slughorn's party. Harry had so far been able to successfully avoid all of the gatherings so far, making Hermione go alone. However, Dumbledore asked him to retrieve a memory from the professor so Harry was now having to get onto Slughorn's good side and that meant attending the Christmas party for the Slug Club. The only good news was that Hermione and Ginny would both be there, plus he'd be able to bring a date so that he would know another person.

"So are you going to ask Ron," Harry asked Hermione.

"Fat chance of that. Ever since he started dating Lavender, all he has time to do is snog," she replied with a tone of hurt in her voice.

"Yeah I didn't think you too had made up yet," Harry commented. "So who are you going to ask?"

"Cormac McLaggen. I've thought about this and even though he has the personality of a rock, he's the person that would make Ron the most upset," she answered.

"Just so it's on the record, that's a bad idea but I can see where you are coming from," he told her.

"What about you Harry? Who are you bringing," Hermione asked. "You know that Romilda Vane is desperate for you to ask her."

"Yeah but she creeps me out," he replied. "I'm going to ask Luna. It'd be nice to have another friend at the party."

"Good idea. I'm sure she'd love to go with you," she remarked. "Plus she's interesting even if some of her beliefs are rather...different."

Harry didn't want to leave his task for too long or else risk someone else asking Luna to the party, even though that was highly unlikely. He found her later that day and she was more than happy to accompany Harry. She knew that she and Harry were friends only, but that suited her just fine. Although he was smart and brave, she didn't think of the 'Chosen One' that sort of way so it would be easy to remember that this was far from a romantic date or gesture.

Harry continued on with the rest of his day as though it was just another day. Classes were starting to wind down as Christmas approached, but professors like Snape and McGonagall were handed out homework and assignments as if they were candycanes. Even though Harry knew they weren't trying to ruin their Christmas holiday (even though he wouldn't put it past Snape), they certainly weren't making it easy.

Dinner came and no one going to Slughorn's party ate very much. The jolly professor had been ranting to them in Potions class that there would be more than enough food at the party and given Slughorn's flair for the best in life, they figured it would be delicious. Harry and Hermione left Ron halfway through dinner to go get ready, even though the red-haired boy hardly noticed due to Lavender talking his ear off the entire time.

"Does that girl ever shut up," Hermione remarked as she, Harry and Ginny walked the stairs back to the Gryffindor tower.

"It seems like all she does is talk...and snog," Harry added.

They bashed Lavender on the rest of their walk until they finally reached the portrait of the Fat Lady. She questioned why they were sneaking back to the dorms in the middle of dinner when no one else was in the tower, but once Hermione uttered the password she stopped her persistent line of questions and opened up. Hermione swore she heard the Fat Lady whisper fornicators under her breath but merely chose to ignore the bitter portrait.

"Alright so let's go wash up and change and meet back here in front of the fireplace in like 45 minutes," Hermione said to them.

"Sounds good," they agreed.

"And Harry, do try to fix that messy head of hair," Hermione told him before she and Ginny disappeared up the stairs to the girl's dormitory.

Harry was in the middle of thinking up a witty retort but abandoned it once he saw the two girls leave. He went the other direction to his room to get ready for the big night. He knew he couldn't waste any time as Hermione kept a tight ship and wouldn't allow for any tardiness. He wouldn't be surprised that if she had to wait for him that she could transfigure paper into angry birds and get them to peak him to hurry him up.

Grabbing his cleaning kit, Harry brought that and a towel to the showers. Since the rest of the House was still stuffing their face down at dinner, he had the whole shower to himself and as much hot water that he wanted. He took a little longer than he had planned in the shower, but he found the hot water to melt away any of his worries and left him feeling refreshed. It also washed away his anger of losing another night of watching Draco all so he could entertain some old professor and learn of a memory.

"Right on time," Hermione told him as he descended the stairs, fully dressed.

"Yeah well...whoa...you two look beautiful," Harry remarked.

The wizard wasn't lying. Standing beside the fireplace were two of the most beautiful witches he had ever laid eyes on. Ginny was wearing her long red hair down so that her flaming locks perfectly framed her pretty face. He felt his stomach twist into knots as he lingered on her. She decided on a dark purple dress that went down to her mid-thigh and that was tight enough to show off her curvy body but not too tight to look out of place at a nice dinner.

"Couldn't agree more Harry," Dean Thomas said from the entrance of the portrait. He walked over and gave his girlfriend Ginny a kiss on the cheek before disappearing up the stairs to get ready.

"Thank you," both girls blushed with the boy's kind words. "You look rather dapper yourself."

This was one area that Harry was happy he grew up in a muggle household. Slughorn wanted his party guests to dress in Muggle clothing for some tonight but still wanted them to look good. Harry had been use to dressing presentable so selected a pair of black dress pants, a dark striped collared shirt and wore a light grey blazer.

Hermione had also grown up in a Muggle setting so was just as apt at dressing up for this occasion. She had helped Ginny pick up her dress during their last visit to Hogsmaede, after Hermione had sex with Dean in an effort to get him back together with her best friend. She had also picked up a dress for herself, which she was currently wearing. It was light pink colored with a lox cut neckline that did well to show off her modest cleavage. Her normally bushy hair was tamed down but still started to become wavy towards the bottom.

"You better go on ahead and meet Luna," Hermione instructed him. "I'll wait here with Ginny and wait on our dates. They shouldn't be too much longer."

Harry agreed and then left the common room and headed towards the Ravenclaw House. He still didn't think it was a good idea that Hermione was taking Cormac to the party, but she had her mind set on making Ron jealous and choosing someone who was both taller, more handsome and a better Quidditch goalie was the best way to do so. The only problem was that he was a pompous ass and now that the girl who was rumored to be sleeping around with any guy in the castle, he was bound to not only become more full of himself, but also think he was going to get a chance with Hermione in the sack afterwards.

While still managing all the thoughts in his head, Harry was able to navigate the confusing halls and staircases of Hogwarts until he started to recognize the corridor that the Ravenclaw common room was located in. The walls of Ravenclaw Tower were painted blue and bronze, the colors of the House characterized by their wit, intelligence, creativity and wisdom. After assending a spiral staircase, his eyes came to rest on a short girl with long blonde hair in unusual silver dress. However, other than the odd appearance of the dress, Luna looked rather nice, in fact she looked down right hot.

"You look very lovely Luna," Harry told his date.

"Aww...that's very nice of you Harry," she replied.

"Thanks. Well I guess we should be off then," he suggested.

The pair walked beside each other as they left Ravenclaw Tower and headed towards Slughorn's office where he was hosting the party. As the pair entered, they were both surprised at how large the space was. Figuring it to be cramp, Harry was pleased to find that the office was a rather open space with some tables against the walls and loads of floor space. Many people were already inside

the colorfully decorated room so he started to look for Hermione.

He eventually found his friend, who was having an absolutely horrid time with Cormac. He figured she would be and his initial theory was confirmed when Hermione told him that Cormac had the personality of a rock and less emotional range than Ron. Harry also learnt that Cormac had heard the rumors about Hermione's promiscuity and was constantly dropping sexual hints to her or just reaching out and pinching her ass.

"I swear, he has more tentacles than a Horklump plant," Hermione shared with Harry while avoiding her date. "Seriously though, he makes Grawp look like a gentleman."

Hermione did her best the rest of the night to stay away from Cormac. Harry and Luna had invited her to spend the time with them as the three of them could keep look out for the too romantically forward boy while still having time together. The plan worked perfectly as she rarely saw him the rest of the evening, except for a spell when Cormac came to talk to Harry so Hermione went over to Ginny and Dean.

"Take you hands off of me squib," Draco's loud voice spat out.

All of the people at the party instantly focused their attention towards the front of the office. Harry was as surprised as everyone else to find that Draco was being dragged into the room by the caretaker Filch.

"What's going on here Argus," Slughorn asked the caretaker who was still clutching the nape of Draco's robes.

"I caught this wandering the halls," he replied.

"What is the meaning of this Malfoy," Snape asked.

"I was...just trying to party crash okay," he answered.

"I'll deal with him," the former Potions professor said.

"Don't be too hard on him Severus. After all, this is the party of the year. I'm surprised more students haven't tried to get in," Horace boasted.

Severus shot the jolly professor a look conveying not to tell him how to reprimand the students in his House. Filch released Draco but Snape took up the same spot on his ruffled school robes. Shooting him a nasty look, the two Slytherins left the party at once.

"I need to follow them," Harry told Luna and Hermione. "If Draco is a Death Eater then I bet Snape is his mentor."

"You're leaving," Hermione asked, noticing that Harry had already removed his Invisibility Cloak from the inside part of his jacket. "What about the task Dumbledore left you?"

"I need to do this," he replied. "Sorry to have to leave Luna. I had a lovely time though."

As soon as Harry had apologized to the two girls, he slipped behind one of the colorful, full-length banners. Hermione knew he had thrown it over himself as she saw the poster ripple slightly as he presumably brushed by it. Hermione and Luna were soon joined by Ginny though.

"Where'd Dean go," Hermione asked.

"Ate some bad dragon tartar and threw up. I offered to walk him back but Neville did it instead," the red haired girl replied. "Where's Harry?"

"Just left," Luna answered.

"Off chasing his favorite obsession," Hermione added.

"Yeah, he does feel like he needs to stop any and all injustices," Ginny added.

As the three girls talked, they were hardly aware that the party was slowly starting to fizzle out. Luckily for Hermione, her date got caught up with Slughorn, so even though there were less people to hide about, Cormac still couldn't get closer to her. Finally, the party was down to just a few guests, the pack of three girls and two guys, Cormac and Blaise Zabini, a Slytherin boy in their year that was also stuck talking to the Potions professor.

"We had a lovely time professor but we are going to head off," Hermione said to him. She had thought about slipping off unnoticed so Cormac wouldn't see her leave, but she didn't want to be rude to the professor.

"Off so soon ladies," he remarked. "At least have one more drink of this Bulgarian butterbeer and share your thought on this little soiree before leaving."

"Well Viktor Krum is always going on about who good their butterbeer is," Hermione shared.

Each of the girls took a mug from their Potions professor and proceeded to drink some of the odd colored drink. Ginny thought it tasted quite different than the variety they were used to, but it wasn't revolting by any stretch of the imagination.

"Yum," Luna said after sipping on hers. "I've never had this before but I do taste an ingredient I'm familiar with."

"I see. Well drink up and then you can do whatever you like," the professor told them.

The three pretty girls continued to sip on their beverage and make their professor happy. Slughorn continued to talk to Blaise and Cormac about their famous relatives and what adventures they were doing currently. One by one, each of the girls finished their drink and started to feel different.

"You okay Hermione," Cormac asked after noticing her face grow slightly paler.

"Yeah, you girls don't look too good," Blaise added. "You aren't going to throw up or anything are you?"

"Of course they won't gentlemen. They have just consumed some Amortentia of my own brewing. Very powerful stuff, hence why they have some of the color drained from their face," Slughorn revealed.

"Amortentia," they repeated in a questioning tone.

"Never you mind. All that matters is that these three girls are very sexually fueled," he told them.

"Oh. Well did you want us to leave you alone with them professor," Blaise asked in confusion.

"Hermione's my date so I'll be taking her back with me," Cormac said.

"Oh relax McLaggen. Student-teacher relations are quite frowned upon Mr. Zabini, however, there are new rules inhibiting a teacher from watching student-student relations," he informed. "And I do

encourage collaborative projects. Sharing, in other words Mr. McLaggen."

"Professor, you are looking quite handsome," Ginny told the older man.

"I have to agree with my fellow classmate," Luna added as the three of them stepped forward closer to their professor.

"That's because it was my hair in the potion you consumed ladies," he thought to himself before addressing the girls lacking sexual inhibition. "Now ladies, I want you to go over to the couches at the back of the room and let these boys watch you strip out of your dress robes."

With hesitation, the three of them detached themselves from the jolly man and walked to the specified spot near the back wall. Pulling out his wand, Slughorn formed a locking and noise muffling charm on the two doorways into the room to prevent any late doorcrashers or eavesdroppers. He then led the two boys closer to the girls before conjuring up 3 comfortable chairs and telling them to take a seat with him.

Sitting down, all three of the men turned their attention to Luna, Ginny and Hermione who were just starting into their dance. As all three started to rock their hips back and forth, the men's eyes kept shifting from the busty redhead, to the little blonde with the tight ass to the sexy brunette with the pretty face.

Their eyes all settled onto Hermione as the bookworm was lifting her dress over her head and exposed her bare breasts to the room. Cormac couldn't help but think the situation was odd, after all he was watching fellow classmates strip naked with his old professor, but the sight of Hermione's larger than imagined boobs put his mind only on her.

Ginny was the next to draw the attention of the room by slowly dancing her way to her knees before following Hermione's lead and shedding off her dress. She too wasn't wearing a bra so her large C-cup breasts poured out. They were perfectly rounded with a silver dollar-sized nipple right in the middle of the globe. All Blaise could think about was how much he wanted to get his lips on her tits and suck on them.

Luna was not going to be left out. Although she was losing the stripping battle, she was a competitor and was determined to get her own fair share of glances from the three horny men. Reaching under her dress, she hooked her fingers into her panties and started to pull them down her legs while keeping them locked at the knees. Lower and lower she bent until her flexible body was bent in half and her underwear were lying on the floor at her feet. On her way back up, she let her fingers clutch the hem of her robe and dragged it over her tight ass to show the men her bare bottom.

The three girls continued to dance and shed clothing at the same time. Hermione had now turned her back to the men and stuck her ass to them while swaying her hips. Her plump backside was mesmerizing and Cormac nearly came in his robes when she pulled down her thong and stood fully naked. Ginny was still rolling on the ground, being sure to play with her tits and make the men hot. She had also shoved her hand down the front of her panties and started rubbing her pussy, making her moan audibly. Luna had matched Hermione and was stark naked while also shaking her hips and touching her pink folds at the same time. She had the smallest breasts of the three of them, but her small stature and tight body made her built for speed when it came to sex.

"Give us a nice long look at those fantastic bodies ladies," Horace told them.

Stopping their dancing in their tracks, they all stood up tall and let the men have a good view. Hermione's pussy was perfectly shaven so that her entire body was smooth. Turning around, she

gave the men a great view of her ass before they looked over at Ginny. The fellow Gryffindor was indeed a natural redhead as her small patch of trimmed pubic hair matched the color of her hair. Luna had shaved a small strip of blonde hair into her own pubic hair as well. Much like the rest of her body, her pussy looked extremely tight and small, making Blaise lick his lips at the thought of slamming his long cock into her.

"Now have a seat on the couch and show each other how much you like one another," Slughorn ordered.

They walked the short distance to the white sofa and took a seat. Luna was in the middle with Hermione to her right and Ginny on the left. Each of the three men were already hard, but they felt like they grew an extra inch as Luna pushed her lips out and contacted Hermione. The two girls pushed against one another as they opened their mouths and allowed their tongues to brush against each other. Luna broke the kiss after some time so that she could do the same thing with Ginny, who was more than happy to kiss the little blonde girl. Again, this time it was Ginny who was parting her lips to allow Luna to ease her tongue into her mouth.

Hermione wasn't one to sit back and do nothing. Letting her hand wander down Luna's flat stomach, her hand stopped only when her fingertips had brushed the blonde's already wet pink folds. The boys heard the small girl whimper as Hermione's fingers rubbed her sensitive mound then couldn't help but hear and long moan as one of her fingers disappeared inside Luna. The boys couldn't tell if Luna was a virgin because her friend was having a hell of a time squeeze just one of her slender digits into her hole.

Meanwhile, Ginny was alternating her oral attention between softly kissing Luna's lips and burying her head in her chest. Her mouth was currently pressed to the blonde's as the two 5th year girls enjoyed a kiss with one another. Luna couldn't help but moan into Ginny's mouth as they kissed, but the redhead liked how the vibrations shot from her friend onto her own tongue, causing her to moan back as well. Sliding down the Ravenclaw girl's body, Ginny got her lips back onto Luna's small but perky tits. While her mouth went to one of Luna's tiny erect nipples, Ginny had to use her hand in order to grope her other tit and also give that nipple small tweaks. Hermione saw out of the corner of her eye that Luna's lips were free from Ginny so she leaned in and planted her mouth onto the blonde, allowing her tongue to wander into her oral cavity.

The brainy brunette was now having more success between Luna's legs. It helped that she was so wet, but her pussy was starting to yield under the constant thrusting so that Hermione's solo finger was gliding smoothly into her. She was content with just the status quo however, so she pulled her digit all the way out before cramming two fingers back into her tightness. Although it was a snug tight, her hole adapted quickly so that she was able to really pull in and out of her with increasing speed.

Ginny wasn't satisfied that Luna was getting as much pleasure that she ought to have been. Moving her mouth down her tight body, the red haired girl dropped down onto the floor and moved to the void between her legs. Hermione was able to read the situation and retracted her hand from Luna's groin, using her wet fingers to tease the girl's nipple instead. Luna wanted to spread the love around so she reached down and inserted two fingers directly into Hermione's wet hole. Hermione loudly moaned into Luna's mouth then continuing kissing her with more passion.

With a full on view of her unobstructed mound, Ginny moved forward, stuck her tongue out and gave the entire slit and long lick. She noticed Luna shiver and figured that she liked it so followed it up with a second and third lick in quick succession. Using her fingers to spread apart Luna's lips, Ginny did a slower, deeper lick that dipped inside her hole before going upwards to her stiff clitoris.

"She seems to be pretty apt at that," Slughorn remarked to his two male students.

"With all the rumors circulating about Granger, I wouldn't be surprised if her and Weasley were hooking up at night in their dorm room," Cormac said.

"Now gentlemen, I'm going to send you in there in a moment, but before I do I just need to know one thing," Slughorn said to them. "How do you fancy anal sex?"

"Tried it with a few first-year girls last year and enjoyed it immensely," Blaise answered.

"Very good," Horace replied with a smile. "And you McLaggen?"

"Haven't tried it but if the gossip is accurate, I'm definitely up for it. Especially with that set of sweet asses over there," he answered.

"Excellent! Start getting naked then," he told them before addressing the girls. "Now ladies, I want you to listen to all of my orders. Allow these boys to do whatever they want with your bodies. But for starters, I want all three of you to stick a finger in your ass."

The Amortentia that was pumping through the girls bodies and clouding their brains made his order seem like it was an absolute law that they wouldn't bare go against. Ginny maintained her tongue in Luna's pussy while using her arm to reach behind her body until she found the crack between her cheeks. Since her finger had just been inside her classmate, it was wet and with enough pressure, slid into her virgin asshole. With her other hand she decided to use her index finger and insert it into Luna's backside since it would have been hard for the blonde to reach around Ginny's face. It was extremely hard for Ginny to push into the other girl's rectum, but after applying more muscle, she was able to get it in to the first knuckle. On the other hand, Hermione had no problem getting a finger into her own butthole as she found it had loosen slightly after the intense anal sex she had with Ron not long ago. In order to finger her ass she had to get off the couch so was now resting on her knees while her upper body was bent forward and laid on the sofa.

"Outstanding," Slughorn roared as he watched each of the three pump a finger into their assholes. "Before you go over, drink these."

Using his wand, the Potions professor made two small bottle of a clear liquid float over to him. He handed one of the vials to each of the completely naked who drank it down without question. Even though they were still of their own free will, neither of the boys wanted to anger Slughorn since he was affording them this once in a lifetime opportunity to have sex with three of the hottest girls in the school.

"It's three potions mixed into one. An original Slughorn brew! It'll allow you to have temporarily sterile sperm, give your penises a long lasting covering that will act as the lubrication known to the wizarding world. It'll also allow you to have an unlimited supply of cum so that you can really enjoy yourselves," he explained.

"Cool," they said simultaneously.

"So ladies, these boys are going to take turns enjoying your bums and you will gladly let them," he ordered.

"No sir. I won't," Hermione piped up.

"Hmm. She must be of extraordinaire character to have any resistance to my Amortentia. No matter, this extra shot of the lust juice will fix that," Slughorn said before walking over and making

the brunette guzzle down another dose of Amortentia.

"May we," Cormac asked the Potions master after he took his seat again.

This time, a simple nod would be a sufficient answer. There was little doubt who each of the boys were going to have sex with first. Cormac went straight for Hermione, as he wanted to fuck her more than anything since she asked him to the stupid party a few days ago. Blaise, on the other hand, quite fancied Ginny Weasley since he was a fan of busty girls.

Ginny was already in the perfect for the Slytherin boy as she was on her knees and bent over towards the couch, where her mouth was still being used to pleasure Luna. Going in right behind her, Blaise didn't worry about any formalities and simply went straight to the object of both his and Professor Slughorn's affection. Grabbing his long dark cock at the base, Blaise first removed Ginny's finger from her ass before moving it above the opening to her pussy and placed his tip right against her tight butthole. Even though she had been using a finger on it for the better part of 5 minutes, it was still clamped shut and would be rather difficult to penetrate. However, once Blaise pushed his hips forward, he was surprised to find that his head disappeared inside her sphincter. He knew that it must have had something to do with that potion Slughorn had him drink, and he was thankful for it. He felt the vice-like hole hug his cock, however it was still able to slid into her with relative ease while causing the girl little, if any, pain as her virgin ass was filled.

"Ahhh," Ginny groaned in half-pain, half-pleasure into Luna's pussy.

Of course, Ginny wasn't the only girl having her butthole invaded by a thick cock. Only feet away from the busty redhead, Cormac was placed behind Hermione and in the midst of becoming the second person ever to be inside her ass. Rubbing the tip on the constricted rosebud, he found it surprisingly easy to push into her with the new lubrication coating his erection. The hole still felt as tight as anything, yet he was able to make headway. It took a great deal of muscle and force, but he eventually worked his long shaft completely into her rectum. He pulled out just as slowly until only his head remained inside her before pushing back into her. It was easier this time to get all the way in as she had loosened by the slightest of margins but enough so that he could now plough in and out of her tight canal at a moderate pace.

"Oh yes," Hermione groaned.

Although she had no choice in whether or not she had her ass fucked, she was still in full control of her emotions. Ron had opened her up to a new realm of pleasure the first time they had anal sex and now she thoroughly enjoyed having something up that hole. Even though some girls could find the act to be painful or too dirty or just plan demeaning, Hermione found anal sex to be a good source of pleasure as it made her feel full, for lack of a better word. She also found the act demeaning, but rather than stop her from doing it, she thrived on the fact that it was degrading, making her actually orgasm from anal stimulus alone.

Professor Slughorn merely sat in his reclined chair and watched the scene in front of him. To his left he was able to watch the dark-skinned Slytherin boy slowly and carefully stroke his 9-inch cock into the pale-skinned red haired girl. Even though it didn't exactly look like she was getting much out of the experience, she wasn't in pain and was able to maintain focus and lick her friend's pussy. Beside them was Hermione Granger, the brightest student he taught since Lilly Evans all those years ago, getting ploughed into at a much faster speed than her fellow Gryffindor. Cormac might not have been as long as Blaise, but his dick was just as, if not greater in girth and he was using it to really gape the girl's plump backside as he repeatedly slammed his hips into her. Slughorn was able to deduce that this most not have been her first time taking it in the bum as she was moaning right along with Cormac's grunts.

"Fuck this is amazing," McLaggen grunted as his pelvis once again went smacking against Hermione's rounded ass.

"So good," Hermione moaned as she pushed back onto his shaft, taking him even deeper.

She had stopped paying attention to Luna the second she felt her rectum penetrated, but once she heard the little blonde scream sharply she remembered about her. Reaching out, Hermione cupped her face in her hands and kissed her on the lips. The two girls moaned into each other's mouths, as they were both on the receiving end of a great deal of pleasure. While simultaneously being fucked in the ass and making out with one of her best friends, the studious Gryffindor girl slipped a hand down Luna's body and frigged her clit. It was all the younger girl could handle as Luna's body tightened and she roared in bliss as a powerful orgasm ripped through her.

"Oh shit...I need to cum," Cormac grunted.

"Damn...me too man," Blaise added. "This bitch is too tight."

"Inexperienced teenage boys are so predictable. Good thing I added the unlimited semen to their potion," Slughorn thought before addressing them. "Mr. Zabini, let Ginny taste your finest offering while I would like Luna to get involved with this all Mr. McLaggen."

The boys acted quickly as they were mere seconds away from exploding. Blaise pulled out of Ginny's backside and stood up from his crutching position while pumping his cock. The redhead had spun around as soon as she felt him leave her and was at the perfect height to receive his cum. He started to gush before she got him to her mouth, the first strand plastering across her chest before taking the rest of his load onto her tongue. As she swallowed down his sperm, she slurped on the head of his cock, tasting her own ass all over him.

Cormac was on the verge himself so he had to quickly slip out from Hermione's snug-fitting ass. He stepped closer to the couch and put his hand on the back of Luna's head. With his other hand around the base of his throbbing dick, he brought his two hands closer together. Right before the first spurt of his cum shot out of him, Luna opened her mouth and took his cock into her mouth without thought. Just as Ginny was currently doing, she sucked him dry while he deposited his salty juice down her throat, tasting Hermione's ass all over his length.

"All of you are doing a great job," Slughorn encouraged. "Now I want one of you to take surely what will be Ms. Lovegood's anal virginity."

"I'll do the honors," Cormac volunteered. "I have a thing for dominating little chicks."

"Fine with me," Blaise said. "I'll take your date for a spin."

Luna felt Cormac's hand drop from the back of her head and now exactly what he wanted after hearing the conversation. Getting off from resting on her back, the odd girl turned around so her knees were on the seat cushions and her upper body pressed against the top of the piece of furniture. The strong male had to climb onto the seat right behind her. Unlike with Hermione, Cormac decided to slip his cock into her pussy first. He couldn't believe how unbelievably tight the Ravenclaw girl was as his thick shaft could barely slid into her slick hole. Although he initially eased his member into her, he was now starting to pick up speed as she loosened under his powerful thrusts.

Meanwhile, at the other end of the couch Blaise was sitting in a very slumped position. He had instructed for Ginny to come sit on his face so that he could lick her pussy. She had done so without question, as the man she lusted for, Professor Slughorn, had told her to listen to every word

Blaise and Cormac said. Hermione had also listened to his orders. On her feet, she had her back to Blaise as she backed herself up until she practically fell into his lap. Steadying herself, the Gryffindor leaned over and placed his long member at the entrance to her ass. Having just been fucked in it, her hole gaped open to allow him inside her bowels as she squatted on his shaft.

Cormac's hard thrusting into Luna already had the girl on the verge of cumming. To push herself over the edge for a second time in such a small window of time, she snaked her hand down and flicked out at her clit. Just like Hermione had done for her before, this rubbing with the deep penetration accomplished her goal and she shuddered in pleasure. Now was the time Cormac was waiting for. He knew in order to get his cock into her ass she had to be perfectly relaxed. With her mind fogged by the bliss he just inflicted on her, he pulled out of her pussy and watched as her body continued in its mellow state. With her muscles as loose as they would ever get, he pressed his tip against her butthole. His plan worked perfectly as his thick member was able to be eased inside her rectum.

"Holy Merlin," Luna shouted as the fog was lifted and she felt her anus being stretched. "So big!"

Cormac was rather experienced sexually and knew now wasn't the time to stop. He kept up with his constant pressure and slid inch-by-inch into her hugely expanded backdoor. He understood that her muscles were still in a state resembling pudding so that it would hurt far less now than if he would have stopped and tried later.

He didn't give the 100-pound girl time to adjust to his cock. When he had over half of himself embedded into her hole, he started to back out then pushed forward. The small, slow movements allowed him to push more of his shaft into her while also giving her the perception that wasn't going further inside.

With every passing second Luna felt the small amounts of pain disappearing. Without her even realizing, Cormac had impaled her vice-like asshole on his shaft. It was a glorious sensation to have her anal ring clenched tightly to the base of his dick. He allowed himself to enjoy it for another few moments before starting to really fuck her ass.

The two men continued to thrust and heave into their sex puppets. They were also getting much more into the encounter, which was letting their real personalities come through. Both were getting off on the hard pounding they were giving to the girls, but now they were also doing more dirty talk and physical treatment. Cormac had already made every inch of Luna's ass go red from raising his hand into the air before slapping it down on her mily white skin.

"Such a Gryffindor slut," Blaise slurred while lifting his hips to further drill into Hermione's backside. "The Mudblood getting fucked in the ass by a big bad Slytherin."

"Gonna cum again," Cormac warned. "This bitch is so tight."

"Deposit it in Ms. Weasley's mouth," Slughorn instructed.

Pulling out of Luna's anus, Cormac looked back and watched to see the tiny opening clench back up as if nothing had been inside her in the first place. Getting his feet back onto the floor, he helped Ginny climb off of Blaise's body so that she could get on her knees right in front of him. Again she took a cock that came straight from someone's butthole into her mouth and swallowed down his salty load.

With Ginny no longer pressing down on his body, the Slytherin student sat up so that his chest could be pressed against Hermione's back as she continued to buck on his cock. From this new position he was better able to play with her small nipples, twisting and yanking them almost to the

point of pain while continuing to thrust forcibly into her gaped backdoor.

"Ms. Evans...I mean Ms. Granger has another hole I want to see filled Cormac," Slughorn told the tiring boy.

He allowed Ginny an extra few second to suck Luna's ass off of his cock before he moved away from her and over to the two people having sex on the couch. Grabbing a handful of Hermione's bushy hair, he tugged her forward so she was bent forward out of her reclined position. She opened her mouth and took his cock into her mouth again, not wasting any time in slurping on his thick shaft.

"I didn't mean that hole," Horace said.

It took Cormac only a moment to realize what his Potions professor wanted him to do. Stepping back, he felt this saliva-covered cock pull out of Hermione's throat and he let go of her hair. This time he placed his hands on her shoulder and guided her backwards. Her back pressed against Blaise's chest, but the Gryffindor boy continued to force them back until they were lying on each other. With the Slytherin boy's cock still impaled in her bowels, Cormac placed his at the entrance of her pussy and pushed inside.

"Fuck," Hermione gasped as to huge cocks penetrated her at the same time.

Cormac ignored her gasp of pain and went about thrusting into her pussy. Pulling most of the way out of her well-used hole, the Quidditch keeper drove it back into her. As he continued to repeated push in and out of her, he heard her shrieks change into low moans of pleasure.

It was such a new and different experience for Hermione that her brain could barely comprehend all the sensations. She was now comfortable taking a cock in the ass, even though it took some getting used to having an 11-inch shaft buried in her rectum. But simultaneously having her pussy filled was a whole new ballgame. It hurt at first, as it felt like both her holes were on the verge of splitting in two. But the longer they fucked her, the pain went away and she was left feeling good.

With Blaise spreading her legs with his hands, Cormac was clutching her hips as they both kept pounding into her holes with each of their cocks grinding against an ultra-thin membrane that was separating them. Hermione was on the receiving end of the fucking of her lifetime and she knew her body couldn't hold out any longer.

"Ughhhhh," Hermione screamed as she came all over Cormac's dick.

Both boys were now sweating extensively with all the energy they were pouring out to have sex with the gorgeous Gryffindor girl. From over on his seat, Slughorn knew that the boys weren't going to last too much longer. He had tried to use the strongest looking boys he could find, but after 2 hours of straight sex, it was a blessing they had last this long.

Hermione's orgasm had caused her holes to clench down tighter than ever before. Blaise, who was already on the verge of cumming, couldn't take the added pressure and started to empty his contents directly into her anus. As Blaise was grunting loudly and convulsing below the beautiful Gryffindor, Cormac was still grinding his member into her pussy. He didn't possibly think that he could cum any more that night, but sure enough he felt a wave of bliss shoot through his body and unloaded his sperm deep into her womb.

"Good thing I added the pregnancy blocker to the Amortentia," Slughorn thought.

As soon as they were done shooting their loads into Hermione, both boys practically collapsed.

Blaise's body went limp from beneath the brunette, covered in sweat. Cormac, on the other hand, felt his legs starting to give way and fell back onto the couch beside him, right beside the naked Ginny and Luna, who had been kissing and rubbing each other while Hermione was busy getting double penetrated.

"Last thing I want to see is for Ginny and Luna to suck all that cum from Hermione's body," the professor instructed.

With all the strength she had left in her tiny body, Hermione pushed off of the comfortable couch and stood up. She watched as her two fellow sex slaves moved off of the couch. Crawling towards on all fours, Ginny made her way directly in front of the brunette while Luna worked her way to behind her. They both leaned their heads in and allowed their tongues to make contact with their target.

Ginny was easily able to snake her tongue into Hermione's loosened pussy and start on her search for Cormac's cum. Inside Hermione tasted like a mixture of sweetness and saltiness as Hermione and the boy's cum mingled together. Luna was doing the same action, but she had to pull apart Hermione's butt cheeks in order to gape her hole wide enough to get inside her bum. Although it didn't taste sweet like her pussy, Luna didn't mind the flavoring whatsoever.

After a few minutes of using their tongues on their friend's holes, both Luna and Ginny pulled away. Turning towards Slughorn, they both opened their mouths and showed their professor that they were in fact successful in the task he had set out for them. Slughorn told the girls something that Hermione couldn't hear but she would soon find out.

Ginny and Luna had both gotten to their feet and helped lower Hermione to her knees. Not knowing what the purpose of this was, she soon found out when Luna leaned in and planted a kiss on her lips. The blonde had more than kissing on her mind though as she parted her lips. Hermione reflexively did the same then was surprised when the other girl pushed the cum into her mouth. She swallowed down the white goo then turned and kissed Ginny who also swapped the cum in her mouth into Hermione's mouth.

"Bravo group," Slughorn cheered. "Simply wonderful. Your young, tight bodies were meant for this. Now if you three will join your male counterparts on the sofa."

"Yes professor," the sex-crazed teens said in unison.

"Good. Get dressed and put the boys clothes on them while you're at it too," Horace dictated. Once they were done, he instructed them to have a seaton the sofa with the boys. "Now sit still."

Slughorn said before brandishing his wand and casting the obliviate charm, wiping the parts of their memory from the last several hours. With his wand still pointed at the five students, Slughorn used it again to cast a false memory charm to explain the gap in their timeline.

"Head back to your houses, all of you. The party is over," Slughorn's booming voice said.

The 3 girls listened immediately, as the Amortentia was still in their system and stood from the couch. The two boys looked around bewildered, then realized that they must have passed out at some point during the party. They all left Slughorn's office and returned to their respective common rooms, preparing to sleep off the exhaustion that was ravaging their bodies.

Fleur / Bill

Chapter Summary

A nice scene between married couple Fleur and Bill

Title: Harry Potter And The Lure Of Lust Part 13 - Spying and Realizations Show: Harry Potter Author: The Chemist Pairings: Fleur/Bill Codes: MF, Oral, Preg Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters or settings. I make no money from this story.

"Harry. Harry, wake up mate," Ron said as he pushed and pulled on his friend's shoulder.

"Wha...what's going on," Harry grumbled.

"Oh good, you're up," Ron replied, standing up from beside Harry's bed. "Tell me about the party. I waited up for you last night but you must have gotten in late. Was it that good?"

"Hmm. Oh Slughorn's thing. It was okay. Weird food though. I left early to chase after Draco and Snape. Draco claimed to be party crashing..." Harry explained.

For the better part of 5 months, Ron had been listening to Harry's crazy theories about Draco. This morning however, he didn't want to hear more about how his following of Draco led to nothing. He wanted details on the party, not about Harry's obsession. To be more specific, Ron was extremely curious as to how Hermione's date with Cormac had gone. Although he ignored her when she announced who her date was, Ron couldn't stop thinking about it, even when he was snogging his girlfriend Lavender.

"...then I gave up and came back to get some rest," Harry finished his long speech.

"Riveting stuff mate," Ron lied. "And how was the new power couple?"

"Ginny and Dean," Harry asked. "All seemed back to normal with them."

"No, I meant Hermione and that prat McLaggen," he replied.

"Oh. Hermione had a horrible time. She spent most of her time with Luna and I so she could avoid that fool," Harry answered.

The boys got dressed for the day then headed down to the Great Hall for breakfast. Harry instantly noticed that Ron seemed to be in great spirits but didn't exactly know why. The Great Hall was emptier than usually since most of the students had left last night to go for their winter holidays. Harry was going to the Burrow for Christmas this year, and he, Ron and Ginny were to leave via the Floo Network shortly after eating.

Meanwhile, back in the dorms, Ginny and Hermione were just waking up from their much-needed slumber. They both felt rather groggy, as if someone had reached into their brains and rattled them around. They remembered going to Slughorn's big Christmas party last night, but couldn't remember eating or drinking anything that would have made them so disoriented.

"I fell like I was run over by a truck last night," Ginny commented as she sat up in her bed.

"Likewise. My body is so sore," Hermione agreed.

Hermione was the first to get to her feet and immediately regretted it. Her thighs were burning, as if she had done an extensive squats workout last night in the gymnasium. Taking the short walk around her bed to her dresser made it worse, and she discovered that it was quite painful in her groin and ass region.

Ginny wasn't fairing any better. She too had made it to a standing position but would have rather stayed lying down. Conventional walking was agonizing for the young girl so she had to spread her legs further apart in order to avoid pain. It was a rather ridiculous looking walk, and people would think she had hard sex last night, even though she had no memory of such events.

The two girls got changed out of their bed attire and changed into regular clothing since this was the day they were heading home for the holidays. Once they were dressed in Muggle clothes, consisting of jeans, and a warm sweater, they went to the bathroom to brush their teeth. Both of them had an odd taste in their mouth as if they had chugged salt water last night before falling asleep.

When the girls made it downstairs for breakfast, they took the spots across from Harry and Ron. Hermione still wasn't on speaking terms with the red-haired boy, but Ron was making an effort to involve her in the conversation. This was a big step as it constituted the first time since Ron started going out with Lavender that he attempted to hold a civil conversation with the bushy haired brunette.

What Harry saw as positive, Hermione saw as annoying. She and Ron had been either ignoring each other or at one another's throats for weeks now, but now he was trying to be nice. She wasn't having any of it and kept up with her cold attitude towards him.

"So Lavender went home already," Ginny asked, noticing that the annoying girl was clinging onto her brother.

"Yeah, earlier this morning. It's good because we could use some distance. She's a real needy" Ron replied.

As the subject changed to Lavender, Hermione decided that it wasn't something worth her time. Pushing away her half eaten plate of food, she wished Harry and Ginny a happy holidays before leaving the Great Hall. Ron called out to her to have a Merry Christmas, but his message fell onto deaf ears.

"She still hates me then," Ron summed up.

"Looks like it," Harry replied.

"I'm going to go say goodbye before she leaves. Meet you two in 10 minutes in front of Professor McGonagall's office," Ginny told them before chasing after her friend.

Harry swore that the two girls were walking funny but chose to overlook it. "You just about done so we can pack up and go?"

"Yeah I guess so," Ron replied before choking down two more links of sausages.

"So you and Lavender not doing too well," Harry asked as the moved through the castle.

"Everything is going okay. I mean we get on well and the sex is great, but I think I want to experiment. That Katie Bell looks like a good lay and Romilda Vane seems like someone easy to get in the sack. Plus the Patil twins would probably be down for a three-way if I play my cards right. Then there is also Hermione, who I have to get to stop hating me first, but it would be worth it for the sex," Ron ranted.

"Wait. So you have a good thing going with a girl that loves you and you'd be willing to throw that away for some random sex and one night stands?"

"Yeah, basically," he replied as they made it back to their empty room and threw their stuff into their chest.

"You need to figure out what you want man. Do you want to be a bachelor and fuck anything that moves, or do you want something tangible with a special girl," Harry said sternly.

"You're one to talk mate," Ron spat back. "You've been trying to get with anything that moves yet I see the way you look at my sister."

"It's different. She's with Dean," Harry retorted. "All I'm saying is make sure you don't blow it with a good girl like Lavender for some random pieces of ass.

The two didn't talk too much more as they continued to gather their things and pack them away. It took a little longer than planned so they had to keep Ginny waiting for a few extra minutes. Once the three of them were ready, Professor McGonagall ushered them into her office and let them use her fireplace to return to the Burrow.

The first night at the Burrow was fairly quiet. Harry, Ron and Ginny joined Mr. and Mrs. Weasley for a good home cooked meal along with Bill and Fleur. Although Harry had gotten better about staring at the lovely Veela, Ron was still unable to cast his gaze elsewhere in her presence.

The dinner conversation was mostly directed towards asking Ron, Harry and Ginny about their school year so far. Ginny was receiving top marks in her classes , with some professors like Slughorn even sending an owl to the Weasley's about her exemplary wizarding talent. Of course, Ron spent most of his time working compliments to Fleur into the conversation, much to the disgust of Harry.

Once dinner was done, everyone helped clean up the mess. Ginny started to wash the dishes as Harry cleared the table and Ron dried. It took some time but eventually they got everything done without magic, as Mrs. Weasley explicitly wanted. After some casual talk in the family room, the two boys retreated back up to Ron's room in the attic.

"That Fleur is so beautiful," Ron exclaimed once they were back in his room.

"We could all tell exactly what you thought," Harry told him. "It was amazing you didn't drool more than you did. If I was Bill, I would have punched you right in the chops."

"Cool it Harry. You've been on my case all day about girls. Just because you don't have a girlfriend doesn't mean you can hate me because I'm doing so well in that department," Ron spat back.

"You're a real piece of work, you know that," Harry fumed. "You're killing Hermione with your tryst with Lavender when you barely like her other than when she's in your bed. Hermione would

love you dearly and we both know you would love her back. You're perfect for each other yet you want to get around. Recognize a good thing. And stop drooling over Fleur! She loves your brother, not you," Harry said, his temper getting the better of him.

"I'm going to go for a walk because your rage is acting up and I don't want to knock your lights out," Ron told him before heading to the door. "And if I want to stare at Fleur, I damn well will. And if I want to string Hermione along, then I'll do that too."

"You're acting like a real prat Ron! You could tear our friendship apart if you keep going on like this," Harry shouted as his friend slammed the door shut.

Ron was furious at Harry, so much so that he could feel all the blood in his face. Walking past a mirror on the staircase, the youngest boy Weasley caught the image of himself and confirmed that his face was flush, nearly the same color as his hair. He didn't know why Harry was all over him about his relationship with Lavender all of a sudden. He figured Harry was just jealous of him since the girl Harry wanted to date was already in a relationship. Then again, maybe Harry loved Hermione and the only way he could be with her was if Ron cut her loose, once and for all.

Thinking about Harry with Hermione didn't make Ron happy whatsoever. He was with Lavender and had lined up other girls he wanted to get in bed, but he still didn't want to see his two best friends hooking up. The longer he thought about it, it wasn't just Harry that he didn't want to see with the talented and gorgeous witch. In fact, he didn't even want to think of anyone getting into bed with Hermione. However, before he could explore the thought more and what he wanted to do about it, he stumbled across Bill and Fleur's room. Ron had no idea why he wandered across the Burrow to the only room located at the back corner of the house, it's just where his feet brought him.

Bill and Fleur were living with his parents at the Burrow during their engagement. This allowed Bill to work long hours at the bank without having to leave Fleur alone. They had thought about living with Fleur's parents in France while they waited for their own house, but the commute would have been too long for him. The Weasley's had accommodated without fuss, even adding on a new wing to the already cramped house for the engaged couple to have some space.

"I love when more of your family is around. It makes me remember that I want to be surrounded by our own kids some day," Fleur said to her husband.

At first, Ron was just going to turn around and head back to the living room of the Burrow and decompress on the couch, but the sound of the Veela's voice was too enticing to turn away. Quietly creeping his way to the door, which stood ajar by an inch, Ron was able to look into the bedroom that his brother and his beautiful girlfriend shared. Bill was standing over by the closet, either hanging clothes or getting some ready for work in the morning. His wife-to-be was sitting on the bed, stroking her long white-blonde hair with her hairbrush. Just watching her brush her hair wearing a tight-fitting blue lingerie teddy had Ron rock hard, and for a good reason. Her ample C- cup tits were pressed together to show large amounts of cleavage while the bottom of the teddy barely covered her perfectly rounded ass and allowed her long smooth legs to be viewed in all there glory.

"It is always nice to see them...even Ron," Bill said with a sly smile.

"Oh he is harmless with his stares. He's a growing boy with hormones on overdrive. To make matters worse, I'm part Veela and we tend to bring out the urges of most men. I think it may be our pheremones or something," Fleur described. "Either way its not easier for him. And if I remember correctly, another Weasley boy was quite taken by me when we first met."

"Who could blame me," Bill said, leaving his task at the closet so he could sit next to his lovely fianc .

"Exactly, so cut your brother a little slack, okay," she said after they shared a brief kiss.

"Fine, you're right...again. Now why don't we stop talking about Ron and focus more on us," Bill suggested. "I'll start. Fleur, you look absolutely gorgeous."

"Oh Bill, always making me blush," Fleur replied.

Reaching for his wand that was on the bedside table, Bill uttered a few words and instantly the room went dim. A few more words were spoken and some light was restored in the bedroom, but this time they were powered only by candlelight. Ron had a harder time viewing the scene from the crack in the door, but once his eyes adjusted he was able to see that his brother and Fleur were now wrapped in each other's arms and passionately kissing.

Ron couldn't help watching and taking mental notes. Although his brother must have been horny as all hell while using his tongue to kiss the beautiful blonde-haired girl, his missing was a mixture of passion and control. His hands were wrapped around his soon-to-be wife with one rubbing her back and the other tangled in her long hair, but his lips were lightly touching hers, not being too rough or demanding. Ron was surprised that anyone could show that much control while kissing such a gorgeous sexual creature like a Veela.

As Fleur started to take off Bill's clothing, Ron couldn't help but feel weird about seeing his older brother getting stripped down. Pushing any awkwardness from his mind, he focused his eyes and mind onto Fleur while trying to ignore the fact that his own blood was now standing naked in the room with her. Unable to help himself, Ron looked over at his naked brother and saw that he was sporting an 8-inch erection that looked thick.

"Guess being hung is a family trait," Ron thought to himself.

Bill moved off of the bed only long enough so that he could get onto his knees at the end of the bed. Giving Fleur one last kiss on the lips, he leaned her backwards onto the mattress while clutching onto her thighs and dragging her closer to the edge of the bed. With a leg on either side of him, Bill flipped her sexy lingerie up onto her stomach to reveal her naked sex to both himself and Ron. Ron looked on and observed that Fleur had shaven most of her pussy except for a thin blonde strip right above her pink slit.

"Oh la la," Fleur screamed as Bill leant his face in.

Ron was thankful that the angle he was on allowed him to look and see the technique that his more experienced brother was using. The way that Bill was making his fiance moan and groan, Ron knew that there was stuff to be learnt as he could tell that Fleur was enjoying herself greatly and he knew he hadn't ever made Hermione or Lavender scream like that. Watching closely, Ron noted how his older brother used not only his tongue, but rather used it in addition to his fingers. While he was licking the long-legged girl's folds, he was constantly plunging his digits into her hole, making her wiggle in pleasure.

Ron also realized that Bill wasn't afraid to switch it up and keep his girl guessing. He rarely stayed doing the same thing for too long a period of time, preferring rather to move onto a new technique instead of let one move get predictable and boring. Instead of licking her folds and pushing two fingers into her tight pussy, his long-haired brother had decided to change it up completely. Pulling his wet fingers from inside her, he replaced them in her folds to rub over her sensitive clitoris, which had exposed itself. His mouth had moved in the opposite direction and was now being used

to lick the inside of her hole.

"Oh Bill...I'm getting so close," Fleur moaned.

"Good my love. Cum for me," he encouraged.

Ron watched as his brother selflessly worked hard in word to give his fianc a powerful and intense orgasm. Bill was getting no physical pleasure from the experience, rather he was doing it because he knew that Fleur would love the feeling she got from it. In Ron's brief sexual history, he didn't prefer going down on a girl because that time could be better spent doing other things that felt much better for him, namely receiving oral sex or cramming his cock into her tight hole. But seeing how much enjoyment Bill was getting out of licking Fleur showed the younger man that just by making the girl happy could be worth it.

"Yeeessssss," Fleur screamed. "Uugghhhhhhhh!!!!!"

Ron could tell that Fleur had finally cum after a solid ten minutes of intense licking. Bill didn't just depart from between her legs once he heard her scream out in extascy, rather he slowly brought her down from her pleasure-induced high by licking her at a lower rate. Once the older Weasley had successfully sucked out every drop of her Veela cum, which tasted sweeter and more delicious than the best Muggle candy, he stood up and joined his beautiful fianc on the bed.

"That was amazing as always," Fleur told him as they cuddled on the bed. "I think someone deserves a reward for that."

"I need no reward for bring my future wife happiness," Bill told her.

"I know you don't need anything in reciprocal, but I would love to share my body with you...again," Fleur told him with a smile.

"Stop being so noble and fuck her brains out you idiot," Ron thought to himself, his boner threatening to rip a hole in his pants.

Giving Bill a kiss, the Veela started to move her way down the bed in order to get at his erect pole. Bill let his head rest on the pillows as she settled between his legs and ran her tongue up the underside of his sensitive rod. Ron wanted more than anything to swap places with his brother at the current moment so that it would be he who was on the receiving end of Fleur's blowjob. Instead, Ron hoad to be happy enough to simply watch on as the blonde-haired girl opened her mouth and accepted his brother's cock between her lips.

"Ahh that feels good," Bill grunted as his fianc started to move more of him inside her warm oral cavity.

Fleur had a special gift for giving men blowjobs, Ron quickly realized. It took her no time at all to get Bill's long cock all the way into her throat and hold it there for several seconds, coating it thoroughly in her saliva in the process. All while she was sucking on his rod, Fleur never broke eye contact with Bill, making the experience that much more enjoyable for him. Ron was impressed that his brother hadn't blown his load after a couple minutes of the expert blowjob, but Bill had been on the receiving end of oral sex from the Veela for the past year and so had dealt up an endurance.

"Shall we get to the main event my future wife," Bill asked her.

"Good idea. Your dick should have ample lubrication now," Fleur finally said after removing him from her throat.

"Sadly the condom will cover your hard work," he replied.

"Not tonight it won't. I don't want you to wear one anymore. I would want nothing more than to take your seed inside of me and give us a child to show our love for each other," Fleur told him.

Bill could only smile larger than Ron had every seen him, or any other person smile before. Knowing that was Bill's way of agreeing to her proposal, Fleur crawled up his body as high up as his groin so that she was now straddling him. Reaching back between her legs, Fleur lined up his saliva-pasted cock with her pink opening before lowering herself down. Ron had a great view to see his brother's pole impale her tight pussy as the tip of his unsheathed cock disappeared inside the Veela.

"Oh Bill," Fleur moaned as she tossed her long mane of blonde hair backwards.

"So tight," Bill moaned as Ron saw his toes scrunch up.

"This is hotter than any porn I've ever seen," Ron thought.

Fleur was now slowly descending on Bill's cock as he gripped tightly onto the bed sheets. Ron could only imagine the self-control it would take not to unload his seed into a Veela the moment her snatch wrapped tightly onto his shaft, so he had to give his brother credit. After a minute or two of lightly lifting herself up and down on him, Fleur had successful got all of Bill's rod inside of her. With her fully impaled on his member, Bill placed his hands on her curved hips and started to rock her so that she grinded deeply in his lap.

"Yes...that feels so good," Fleur said in her French accent.

Fleur was quite the talented lover and was now plunging herself up and down of his shaft while simultaneously gyrating her hips backwards and forwards. Her circular motion while still climbing up and down his pole was mesmormizing for Ron, especially as he watched her ass intently as it shook every which way. Bill had also managed to sit up in the bed so that he could help drive his cock deeper into his fianc . He had also moved his hands from her hips and onto her large tits that were bouncing as she rode him so that he could take turns guiding each of her nipples into his mouth for him to suck on.

"Yes Bill...make love to me," Fleur encouraged while reverting back to taking his member as deep into her as possible and rocking her hips.

Ron was starting to now feel pangs of guilt for watching, which was something he never would have thought possible. Here in front of him was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life, completely naked and having hot sex. Surely only a spell cast by a powerful wizard or a whole army of men would have been needed to drag him from the spot. However, given the fact that it was now his brother and fianc making love for the purpose of not only showing their affection for one another, but also to create a child made Ron at least think of giving them some privacy.

The sound of the moans and grunts coming from the bedroom getting louder and more urgent snapped Ron out of his thought. Allowing the little devil on his shoulder to overpower the angel on the other, the youngest Weasley boy stood in the same spot and watched his brother and Fleur have sweaty sex. In the time he spent inside his thoughts trying to sort out whether he should stay or go, Bill and his soon-to-be wife had rolled over so that now the long-haired man was on top.

"Ughhh...feels...ahhh...so good," Fleur moaned as her fianc drilled into her pussy.

"Getting close my love," Bill warned, as the intense love making was starting to take a toll on his

endurance.

"OH YES...I'm there...ugghhh...oohhhh...NOWWWW," Fleur screamed loudly as she came for the second time that evening.

"Almost...ahhhh...there," Bill grunted as he started to thrust into the Veela harder.

"Cum in me Bill Weasley! Fill up my womb with your seed," she begged.

Ron watched on as his brother, spurred on by his horny fiance's words, drove his cock into her awaiting pussy at a new, frantic pace. It was a blur of skin as the Weasley boy thrust into his wife until he felt his balls start to tighten and tingle. Knowing the end was imminent, Bill reared his hips back one final time before plunging as deep as possible into her pussy and held it there. Within milliseconds, he felt his semen flow up and start shooting into his soon-to-be wife's womb.

"I love you Bill Weasley," Fleur said as she gave her man a soft kiss on the lips.

"And I love you too my dear," Bill said with the same wide smile he always gave her.

"Harry...Harry wake up. I need to tell you something," the ginger-haired boy said while shaking Harry.

"What...hnn...oh right. Well what is it? Think of another girl you want to shag once we get to Hogwarts," Harry asked dryly.

"No. I realize that I don't want to be with a bunch of slutty girls like Romilda or Katie. I don't even want to be with Lavender. She's nice and all but I'm with her because she's really into me so it makes me want to be around her," Ron replied.

"Good for you," he said sarcastically. "Good night then if that's all."

"No wait, there's more," Ron added. "I've had a major euphony mate and I thought you'd want to hear it!"

"I do, it's just early...or really late. Either way, you have my attention now," the Chosen One told his best friend.

"I want Hermione! And only her might I add. I saw how Bill and Fleur are together and they love each other so much. That's what I want! I'm dumping Lavender as soon as we get to Hogwarts," Ron shared.

"I'm glad you came to that conclusion mate, it's about time," Harry smiled. "Hopefully it's not too late with you and her."

"What are you talking about? We have rows all the time and then make up. This will be just like old times," Ron said, waving away Harry's apprehension.

"This is different though. This isn't some disagreement on House Elves. You guys are fighting over love and the matters of the heart. It might not make much of a difference to you, but to girls, especially Hermione, it doesn't get much bigger than that," Harry filled him in.

"Hermione and I have history plus she'll be so happy to see that I've changed. She'll practically jump into my arms," Ron disagreed.

"Well I'm happy that you came to your sense mate, but have a back-up plan in case it doesn't go down as smoothly as you hope," Harry told him before letting his head drop against the pillow and drifting off to sleep.

Hermione / Krum

Chapter Summary

A date with Viktor Krum turns into sex on a boat

Title: Harry Potter And The Lure Of Lust Part 14 - Fun In The Sun Show: Harry Potter Author: The Chemist Pairings: Hermione/Krum Codes: MF, Anal, Oral, Rough Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters or settings. I make no money from this story.

The Christmas holiday seemed to travel at two completely different speeds for the two sixth-year Gryffindor students at the Weasley's Burrow household. For Harry, time was flying by at a rapid pace that he wish he could have slowed down since he was having such a good time. It was nice to have a mini vacation from Hermione and her constant lecturing about how he should turn over the Half-Blood Prince's old potion book since it could be dangerous. Harry had no such intentions since it wasn't hurting anyone and was making him a better wizard, even won him the liquid luck potion. However, the real reason he wished that the winter holidays could last longer was because he was able to spend so much time with Ginny. The more time he spent with the youngest Weasley child made him realize how strong his feelings were for her. Returning back to Hogwarts would only remind him that she was with Dean Thomas and unobtainable at the moment.

As much as Harry wished he could slow down time, Ron wished he could speed it up. After accidentally coming across his brother Bill and Fleur having sex at the beginning of the holiday break, Ron realized exactly what, and who, he wanted. No longer satisfied with a shallow relationship built solely on snogging and shagging, he was going to dump Lavender once he got back to school. Rather than be single and chase around any skirt that he thought would sleep with him, Ron was going to turn his attention to the one girl he knew he loved; Hermione Granger. The problem was that she hadn't returned any of the letters he sent her via owl post, so he had to wait the three weeks for vacation to be over before getting a chance to speak with her.

"You think your right? You think Hermione is upset at me over the whole Lavender situation," Ron asked Harry.

Mrs. Weasley had sent Harry and Ron out to do some chores around the Burrow. Their current job had them out in the yard trying to take care of the troublesome gnomes that were wrecking the flowers that Ron's mom had planted earlier in the year. Ron thought that getting together with Hermione would be easy after his public fling with Lavender that had embarrassed Hermione to the rest of the House, but Harry knew better. She wasn't the type of girl that just forgot about things like that just because of a boy suddenly liking her all of a sudden, yet Ron wanted to keep his blinders on and think that she'd come running when he called her.

"Do I think I'm right," Harry said in response. "Yeah I think I might be."

"Oh," Ron said, dejected.

Harry felt horrible to keep twisting the knife in Ron's heart. Even though he knew that he was right, the last thing Ron needed to hear was his best friend slamming the last remains of his hope of happy ending shut. Each passing day that Ron didn't hear back from Hermione had weakened his resolve, and now that it was the day before they returned to school, he was at an all-time low.

"But I'm wrong all the time. Remember when I thought Snape let the troll into the castle in first year? I sure had egg on my face then," he told him.

"Haha, yeah you're right," Ron said with a light laugh.

"Plus I'm not really good with girls. It took me ages to talk to Cho and once I finally was comfortable with her, all she wanted to do was talk about her dead boyfriend," Harry added.

"That's true. It's not like you're a ladies man by any stretch," Ron replied.

"Exactly! So my guess that Hermione won't forgive you any time soon could be way off base. For all we know, she's going to jump into your arms once we walk into Hogwarts and never let you go," Harry finished.

"I guy can dream," Ron said. "Now can I offer up some advice to you too mate? I realize I'm not in the best of positions for this but I think it may help you out."

"Err...sure. Go for it," Harry said, unsure if he even wanted to hear it.

"Well...I know you like my sister. I'm not quite sure how I feel about that yet, but we both know you like her so at least it's out in the open now. She's with Dean and seems content with that but I'm pretty sure she likes you too," he started.

"You think she likes me too? That's good because I was definitely getting that vibe too," Harry added.

"Yeah I do think so, but the problem is she's spoken for. Now my fling with Lavender thought me that dating another girl will make a girl who likes you super jealous. I mean Hermione was casting jinxes at me at school! So to really see if Ginny likes you and test her relationship with Dean, maybe snog someone," Ron advised.

Harry let the words bounce around inside his head for a minute before commenting. Part of him was weary about taking love advise from a guy that couldn't get his dream girl to give him the time of day. Plus, Ron had never been good with the ladies because he had less tack than a rock and couldn't relate to a girl's emotions whatsoever. However, the youngest Weasley boy did have a point when he said that Ginny and Dean were looking pretty stable. Harry was worried that if something didn't disrupt them soon than it may be too late entirely.

"That actually not a bad idea," Harry replied.

"Food for thought anyway," Ron said. "Just don't push her to the point of madness like I may have done with Hermione."

Mrs. Weasley kept Ginny, Ron and Harry busy with chores for the rest of the day until she called them all to the table for supper. Mr. Weasley, who was home by 6pm for the first time in ages, joined them at the table, as did Bill and Fleur, who looked as in love as ever. As was the new dinnertime routine, Ron would ask his mother if any owls came for him and she replied no, again. Harry took no pleasure in seeing his best friend in a depressed mood, but he was happy that the red-

haired boy stopped giving Fleur the love-sick puppy eyes every time he was within view of her.

The rest of the night passed by fairly quickly as well. Ron and Harry had to pack, which they left to the last minute once again. By the time it was dark out and they had their evening tea, both boys were tired and ready to get a good night's sleep before the journey back to Hogwarts in the morning.

Once again, Harry, Ron and Ginny were permitted to use the Floo Network to travel back to the school, arriving in Professor MacGonagall's office. The older woman looked rejuvenated, apparently using the break to catch up on rest just like most of the students had done. The trio travelled from her office back to the Gryffindor common room, which was set abuzz with everyone wanting to catch up with each other. Most of the students had already made it back to the castle, and Harry had to think that everyone must have been in the common room, everyone talking all at once.

"I can't wait any longer. I'm going to march over to Lavender and break things off," Ron stated to his sister and best friend. "There she is! I'll be right back."

"Think he'll actually do it," Ginny asked Harry as they watched her brother approach Lavender.

"I really do. I know he can be a bit of a coward, for lack of a better word, but he's awfully motivated to be with Hermione," Harry replied.

Ron had crossed the crowd and was now saying something to the blonde-haired girl, who was sitting with the Patil twins in chairs by the fire. Lavender was quite happy to see her boyfriend for the first time since the winter vacation, but Ron's face remained stoic and showed no emotion. Seperating her from her friends, Ron led her to a small nock where Harry and Ginny watched Lavender's face change from elation to sadness.

"He actually did it! He must really like Hermione if he's willing to give up a certain lay just for a chance to patch things up with her," Ginny said with an air of excitement.

"How'd she take it mate," Harry asked once Ron rejoined them.

"That was hard, she seemed gutted. I'll be surprised if she ever talks to me again," Ron said. "is it sleazy to say that I wish I had shagged her first before dumping her? I'm horny as hell."

"Way too much information you pervert," Ginny remarked.

"Good for you for following through with that. I just saw Hermione at the back of the room and she's alone," Harry told him.

Spotting Hermione at the back of the packed common room, Ron shouldered his way to her direction. He didn't know what would await him with his first serious conversation with the lovely witch, but he needed to tell her what he had realized. Whether she was elated, indifferent or still pissed off with him after he told her he wanted to be with her didn't matter to him as long as she knew how he felt. Finally getting through the throng of people, Ron approached the unreadable girl.

"Hi Hermione," Ron said meekly yet still managing to portray an upbeat tone.

"Ronald," she replied formally. "I'm surprised you aren't joined at the hip with Lavender, or tongue wrestling her."

"Yeah I need to talk to you about that actually. It's why I was sending you owls over the Christmas

holiday..."

"Well I wouldn't have received them. I went to Bulgaria for the holidays," she replied. "Practically had to go straight from the airplane to Hogwarts so I wouldn't have gotten your letters now would I have?"

"Err...no I suppose. That's a relief then because I thought you were ignoring me," Ron said with a wide smile.

"Whose to say I would have even read them if I was home," Hermione coldly responded, apparently still holding bitter feelings about Ron.

"Listen Hermione, I know you're upset with me about Lavender but I have news that is very important for you to..."

"I had sex with Viktor Krum over the break," Hermione blurted out.

Her sudden outburst had caught them both off guard. Ron's face contorted first into an expression as though he was confused before morphing to show the anguish he was feeling on the inside. Hermione hadn't planned on telling the ginger-haired boy about her tryst with the Quidditch superstar, but the words just came spewing out as though she couldn't stop herself. Her face had turned beat red and she looked genuinely embarrassed.

"Ron can we talk," a misty-eyed Lavender asked as she approached the pair.

"Not a good time Lavender," Ron replied shortly.

"Hmph. First you dump me and now you won't even speak to me? Have it your way Ronald Weasley. I hate you," she said before storming off, but not before giving Hermione a dirty look.

"You two...broke up? Oh Merlin," Hermione choked out before running into the crowd and up to her dorm room.

"Hey man, what happened," Harry said to Ron after he and Ginny came over to him once they saw Hermione depart. "Did you tell her it's over with Lavender? What'd she say?"

"Yeah she knows about me and Lavender, but not before telling me about her and Krum," he answered.

"She shagged Viktor Krum? Like international Quidditch superstar Viktor Krum," Ginny asked.

"Fuck my life," Ron shouted before heading for the portrait that would take him out of the common room so he could roam the castle alone.

"That's not like Hermione to be ruthless, especially when Ron was waving a white flag," Ginny observed.

"Agreed. I'll go after Ron and tried to talk him off the ledge. Why don't you go up to the room and see what's up with Hermione? We can compare notes later tonight, say 10pm at the fire," Harry suggested.

Ginny agreed to his course of action before they both set off in opposite directions. Harry hustled out of the Gryffindor lounge and caught Ron before he got too far away. Ginny had to fight through the crowd who were still gathered and talking to one another about their vacations before getting to the staircase. By the time she got to her room, she found Hermione sitting on her bed

with her head in her hands.

"Hey Hermione. Need an ear," the red-haired girl offered her best friend.

"I can't believe I told Ron. I swore I wouldn't tell him unless he continued to rub his affair with that skank in my face. Oh Ginny, why did I open my big fat mouth and tell him," Hermione rambled, on the verge of tears. "And if I would have waited then he would have told me about him breaking things off with her and then I could have buried that secret."

"First off Hermione, you are way too noble to hide the fact you slept with someone to get back at Ron. It would have come out eventually so might as well have been now. Secondly, details! Viktor frickin Krum! You have to tell me all about it," Ginny squalled. "You'll feel better about it if you talk to someone about it. And spare no detail."

"You are probably right. Viktor and I have been friends since the Tri-Wizard Cup and exchange letters regularly. He doesn't hide the fact that he fancies me and continually invites me to visit him in his homeland. Well once I got home from Hogwarts, my parents sprung a surprise on me that we were going on vacation over Christmas to wherever I wanted. Sad about how things were going with your brother, I said Bulgaria," Hermione started on her story.

2 weeks prior

"I'm so happy you came to visit," Viktor told Hermione. "And might I add that you look beautiful as always."

Viktor had convinced the 17-year-old witch to accompany him to the much warmer region of the south of France. Even though France and Bulgaria were some distance apart, Viktor was old enough to be able to Apparate without supervision so it took no time at all to travel the two thousand kilometers. Able to take advantage of the warmer climate, Hermione wore a patterned beige tanktop that did well to show off her modest cleavage, and a pair of white short shorts that clung to her perfectly round ass and only went a few inches down her thigh in order to show off her toned legs.

"Such a charmer Viktor. So what did you have planned for us here in Nice," she asked him.

"I have a small boat in the harbor. We'll go sailing for the afternoon," he informed her.

"Sounds absolutely lovely," Hermione replied.

The pair had apparated into a quiet back alley near the white sandy beaches of the popular winter vacation spot so that they weren't seen by any Muggles. Viktor used one arm hook around Hermione's slender waist while using the other to carry a basket of items he deemed necessary for their day trip. Walking down the strip beside the packed beaches, the pair travelled to the pier not too far down the way.

"This is your boat," Hermione exclaimed as he led her to a larger boat.

"Sailing is a hobby of mine and I make good money playing Quidditch," Krum replied. "After you."

Helping her onto the good-sized sailboat, Hermione couldn't help but gawk at the beautiful vessel. Using her extremely talented brain, she did recall Ron and Harry discussing the item in the newspaper that revealed that Viktor Krum had just signed a new contract, making him the

wealthiest player in Quidditch history. There was a large sail that took up a good portion of the boat, with a small area on either side of the front of the boat to lay down and sunbath. There was also a small staircase down to the below deck cabin, as well as a open space with bench-style seating at the back of the boat.

"This is really spectacular. I only wish I had brought a swimsuit to take advantage of the amazing weather," she remarked.

"Not a problem. I had my sister pick one out for you," Krum informed her. "Here you go. You can change downstairs. I'll tie us off and get us moving."

Reaching under the blanket that was on top of the basket he had packed them, Viktor handed the surprised witch an orange and black bikini. Hermione graciously accepted his thoughtful gesture and retreated down to the cabin to change into it. Inside she found that there was a small washroom and a small bedroom, which contained only a double bed and just enough room to move around. Stripping out of her clothing, Hermione slipped on the bikini that Viktor's sister had gotten her. Right away she realized that his sister wasn't the best at guessing another girl's size as the bikini was on the small side. Looking at herself in the mirror, she couldn't help but think how much Viktor would like her in this. The top was quite tight, making her decent sized tits squish together to make them appear larger. The bottoms were also a size too small with the back barely covering most of her luscious ass, almost appearing as though she was wearing a thong.

"It's damn near making me wet just looking at myself," her horny side of her brain thought.

Having grown used to the slutty comments her brain would make with some regularity, it did bring to her attention that she was incredibly horny, as it had been a number of days since her last orgasm. Not wanting to keep her date waiting, Hermione gave herself one last check in the mirror before returning to the above deck. She could feel her perky tits bouncing with every step she took and all she could do was hope that her pink nipple didn't slip out of the tiny bikini top. True to his word, Viktor had untied the boat from the dock and was preparing for them to take into the water.

"It's not very windy. How are we going to get off of the pier," Hermione asked naively.

"The boat has two big motors at the back for such situations," he replied with a smile.

Slightly embarrassed over her question, Hermione took a seat on the bench at the back of the boat while Krum fired up the twin engines. Lowering their propellers into the water, she felt a slight jostle as the boat started to pull away from the dock. Slowly maneuvering his medium-sized boat through the marine, he was able to open up the throttle once they were out of the vicinity of other sailors. He steered the boat while using only the motors to power them for awhile until they had come into view of a small island. Steering them towards the land, they curled around the landmass before Viktor gently navigated them into the quiet bay and killed the engines.

"I love it out in the water like this," Viktor said after cutting the motor and setting the sail.

"I can understand why. It's so peaceful and calm out in the middle of the sea. And this little bay is so private and secluded and that waterfall is breathtaking," she remarked.

"And it has the added bonus of being often the beaten track, so to speak. Very few people know about this place so it gives us complete privacy," Viktor said as he dropped anchor then took a seat right beside the beautiful teen girl.

"Yeah it must be nice for someone like you who is always in the public eye," Hermione told him.

"Well yes, and for other reasons," he said to her.

As soon as she felt his hand rest on her inner thigh, she knew exactly what the muscular man had his mind set on. Looking into his eyes, she saw him lean into her and pucker his lips. She didn't quite know what her feelings were for Viktor, and the situation with Ron made things even worse. However, with his lips only an inch away from her own and closing that distance quickly, Hermione decided that there would be no harm in some light kissing, or even full out snogging if it got that far.

Hermione took some initiative and was the one who leant forward so she was viewed as a consenting partner in the kiss. Their lips contacted each other and she was surprised to find that although he looked a big strong man, he had soft lips and turned out to be a gentle kisser. She didn't know which one of them it was who parted their mouth first, but the other wasn't far behind. With their mouths open, they both slide their tongues out to meet the others and took turns entering each other's oral cavities.

"I've been wanting to kiss you since the Yule Ball, two years ago," Krum told her.

"Well I'm glad you did," Hermione replied honestly. "And I hope you keep wanting to do it."

The pair leaned back towards each other and found their lips pressed against one another. Hermione was enjoying the feeling of sharing a passionate moment with someone she had feeling for, even if it wasn't the guy of her dreams, Viktor Krum would more than satisfy her. As she was using her tongue to playful explore the inside of his mouth, she was slightly startled to feel his fingertips start to move along the inside of her upper thigh, closer to between her legs.

"You should stop him Hermione. You're a good girl who knows better than to engage in random sex with a man you have no long-term feelings for. Besides, we want Ron Weasley," the small angel on her left shoulder told her.

"Please, don't listen to that prude over there. We both know you need to get laid. Hell, our pussy is already gushing like a fountain and all we've done is see him with his shirt off and do some light kissing," the bigger, louder devil on her other shoulder said.

"That horny slut has a point. Spread them legs and let him fuck us with that monster he must be packing in his shorts," the angel agreed.

Just as his hand was nearing her crotch, Hermione listened to the two figments of her imagination and parted her legs. Taking that as clear as a sign as possible, Krum brought his fingers on top of her bikini-clad pussy and started to rub the sensitive area through the material. Even with that minimal of contact, it was causing the English girl to arch her back and moan into his mouth while they continued to kiss.

Using his one free hand, Viktor reached around her back until he found the string of her bikini top. Grasping it, he gave it a good tug and felt the end become loose. Having successfully untied her top, the horny Bulgarian pulled the orange colored swimsuit off of her chest to free her perky tits. Tossing the top away, he began to grope her firm boobs while continuing to stoke her wet pussy through her bikini bottoms.

"Why don't you let me show you how thankful I am for this wonderful date," Hermione said with lust in her eye.

Seeing his curt nod, Hermione's hands shot to his groin and frantically worked to undo his shorts and slide them down just enough so that his semi-hard cock popped into view. While still being

groped by the Quidditch star, she gripped his member lightly in her small hand and stroked it in order to bring it to it's full length. Not quite believing what she was feeling, Hermione broke away from kissing the big Bulgarian and took a look at his more than impressive groin.

"That is HUGE," Hermione exclaimed.

Taking a good long work at what Viktor had to work with, he easily had the largest dick she had ever seen, both in terms of length and girth. By her estimations, the man was almost a whole foot in length and had to be over 3 inches around. Clutching it again with her hand, she wasn't surprised to see that her fingers couldn't wrap around the whole thing.

"All for your pleasure," Krum told her.

Licking her lips, Hermione was equal parts excited and frightened about his huge size. Her sexual experience would help her accommodate him, but she was still only a teenager who was extremely tight. However, something told her that after having sex with Viktor, she may not ever have a tight pussy again.

After another kiss, Hermione pushed herself away from Viktor down the bench a little bit, out of reach of the man. Giving him a sexy look, the beautiful witch leaned towards Viktor and brought her face towards his groin. Opening her mouth, she wrapped her full lips around his bulbous head and sucked on his tip. Instantly she heard him emit a grunt then felt his hand grip the back of her head. Every since she unknowingly ingested the permanent lust potion back at the beginning of term, she really enjoyed making men, and women for that matter, squirm just by using her mouth.

"That feels so good," Krum growled.

Hermione was in the process of trying to take more of his shaft into her mouth, but was having trouble with that. Her lips were pushed wide to make a perfect O and had successfully taken only the next few inches of his massive cock into her. Pulling completely off of him, she lowered her head so that she could lick his shaft all the way from the base right up to his more sensitive tip.

She was already noticing that Viktor was more physical and rougher than the other boys she had been with. It wasn't completely surprising given the fact that she knew he was more a person of action who got by on his brute strength and the fact that he could have his choice of women who were more than willing to allow him to have his way with them in any way. Using his hand on her head to bring her mouth back around his dick, he applied more pressure to press her down on his cock. Even though he was trying to physically dominate her, Hermione was actually enjoying the feeling it gave her and was becoming hornier due to it.

Still not able to do much about getting much of his length between her lips, the teenage witch bobbed her head along the 4 inches she could get inside. In order to pay attention to the rest of his shaft, Hermione stroked him off with her hand while she sucked on him. Viktor still had his hand on the top of her head, always willing to give her extra force as she lowered her head to get more of his rod into her mouth. His other hand was being used to squeeze her nice tits, but now he was moving it down her back and to her ass. Giving each of her cheeks a hearty clench before pulling back his arm and giving her a firm slap, then another and another. As Hermione groaned in disconfort, she had to open her mouth even wider to do so and that's when Viktor pushed down harder on his head and pushed half his length inside her mouth.

"Cuggghhh...argghh," Hermione coughed as she spewed spit all over his member.

Now clutching both sides of her head with both of his hands, the Quidditch superstar guided her up and down his spit-covered dick. Hermione was caught completely by surprised with his sudden

switch to barbarian but she was powerless against his more formidable strength. Over and over she was plunged down on his monsterous shaft with his thick shaft repeatedly slamming against the back of her throat. It had been a few minutes of this rough treatment when she actually realized that Viktor was no longer forcing her down on his rod, in fact she had been giving him an aggressive blowjob all on her own accord.

"Glad to see you can handle a rougher brand of sex than you English are use to," Viktor complimented her. "Maybe I'll stop holding back on you all the way."

"This is reserved," Hermione thought to herself. "I'm way too horny to stop but I could be in for some interesting experiences."

"Take off your panties," Viktor ordered.

Listening to him although he was her master, Hermione propped herself up and pulled the bikini bottoms down her athletic legs and off her body. She could feel his gaze on her, examining every inch of her naked body. Her nipples were small and pink, but due to his groping, had caused them and the rest of her tits to turn a more reddish color rather than the creamy white of the rest of her skin. She could tell that the man liked the fact she had a completely shaven pussy then she turned on the spot and showed him her impeccable ass. Her cheek which he had slapped repetitively has a bright red already. Bending over at the hips, she grabbed each of her cheeks and separated them so that Viktor had a good look of her pink pussy, glistening already, and her puckered little asshole.

"So beautiful," she heard him say.

Hermione heard him clatter to the floor and as she looked back to see what had happened she felt his tongue take a long swipe over her entire slit. However, the bigger surprise was when she felt his tongue continue past her pussy opening, lick over the small patch of skin beyond it and glide over her rosebud. It was the first time she could remember that her asshole had ever been licked and it was an odd sensation. He repeated the same action again, only this time lingering on her asshole for longer than before. This time Hermione had the time to realize that she liked having it licked as it made her feel dangerous while also giving her some physical pleasure as well.

"Such a naughty boy," Hermione gushed as she extended her arms to help steady herself.

"What a woman! Tasty pussy and clean ass. The complete package," Krum voiced. "Now I want to lick your snatch but I want you to finger your bum while I do it. You understand?"

Not quite sure what had come over her, Hermione looked back over her shoulder and gave him a nod. Stull using one hand to hold the railing of the boat to steady herself, the Gryffindor girl used the other to reach behind her. As Viktor's tongue was rummaging through her folds and dipping inside her pussy, Hermione followed her ass crack down to the object of her date's affection. Knowing he was watching while he continued to eat her snatch, Hermione used her index finger to rub over the crinkled sphincter before squeezing the digit inside.

"Ummm," Hermione moaned as the feeling of Viktor's tongue and her finger gave her great pleasure.

Her previous experience with Ron had taught her that not only wasn't she adverse to something entering her backdoor, she somewhat liked it. With the knowledge that it wouldn't hurt her or cause any discomfort, Hermione wasted no time in repeatedly plunging her finger into her own butthole before adding in a second finger, much to Krum's pleasure. Startled when he swatted her hand from fingering her asshole, she knew why he had done so immediately. Moving up from her sweet tasting pussy, Viktor was now cramming his tongue deep within her anus.

"Can't wait any longer," Viktor said as he pulled his tongue from within her rectum and stood up. "Need to take you right now."

Hermione had no objection to his request. While the muscular man got to his feet and took down his swim trunks, the witch stepped back to the cushioned bench and rested her knees on it. Viktor was behind her in no time at all, placing his hand between her shoulder blades to ease her forward so her upper body was resting on the back of the boat, causing her ass to stick up in the air. Gripping the base of his cock, he rubbed the head of his cock through her folds, spreading his pre- cum before pushing her tip in her pussy.

"Ugghhh...you're huge," Hermione stated again as her pussy instantly stretched to the furthest it had ever been.

As she started to accommodate his girth, he pushed more of his cock into her with short, slow thrusts. His journey into her opening was aided by the fact she had coughed up so much spit onto his rod during her brutal blowjob she had given him plus how wet her pussy was already. Viktor always had a tough time penetrating women for the first time, even if they were sluts who were loose, but with all the natural lubrication, he was able to bury his entire cock into her hole in near record time for him.

"Your English muffin is so tight. I will enjoy immensely spreading it out to new limits so much so that you'll find no other man will be able to pleasure your wide twat," Viktor told her while in her to the hilt.

"God I hope so. Fuck me Viktor," Hermione said with a carnal need.

Viktor did exactly what the beautiful teenager had asked for. Pulling back his hips, he watched as his penis slowly exited her love canal until only his tip was left inside her. Taking a moment to pause so he could prepare himself for the exquisite feeling, the man plowed forward until his hips smacked into her ass cheeks, causing them to ripple. He loved the feeling of her wet, velvety folds gliding along his length, but he preferred the sharp moan of pleasure that was screamed by his lover.

Krum repeated the same action over and over again, picking up the pace with each thrust. Viktor couldn't believe how incredibly tight the Hogwarts student was, not to mention how well she was taking his pummeling style of sex. The girl was clearly more experienced then he would have thought from the girl he met 2 years prior, however he was pleased since she could take his pounding, screaming in pleasure all the while. But Hermione wasn't only just enjoying the hard sex, she was thriving due to it. They had only been going at it for the better part of 10 minutes, but she was already on the verge of an intense orgasm.

"Viktor...I'm cumming," she screamed, with her voice traveling towards the deserted island.

"Now that the woman has been fully satisfied, it is time for the man to be satisfied," Viktor said.

Hermione had heard what he had said but wasn't in any condition to have her mind process the words. After her incredible orgasm, it took all of her will power not to drift off into a deep sleep. She was just thankful that she was set up bent over the boat and not having to support her own body weight, as she was quite exhausted. Seconds after hearing the words, Hermione knew exactly what the Bulgarian meant when she felt him pull out of her pussy and touch the tip of his extremely fat flesh pole against her previously licked backdoor.

"Stop squirming Hermione, it will be a challenge enough to get myself into your tight butthole without you wiggling that perfect ass all about," Viktor told her.

"I'm flopping around because you are WAY too big to fit in my tight butthole," she replied.

"Anal sex is Bulgarian tradition. A man isn't really a man if he has sex without incorporating some type of ass fucking," Viktor told her. "Plus this is France, land of the sexual free."

"Well...when in Rome," Hermione said aloud, giving permission to the bullish brute to have his way with her in whichever hole he found fit. "Or when in the land of sluts with a guy hung like a bull."

Hermione couldn't believe that she let the hulking man talk her into anal sex with such little effort. She supposed that part of her wanted to try taking it up the butt again after having such a positive encounter with Ron not too longer ago. That, or maybe it was because she liked playing the role of the submissive sex slave that was willingly receptive to any form of pleasure her master wanted to use her for. She was soon snapped out of her thought process when Viktor had successfully pushed the head of his member into her asshole.

"Oh my Merlin," Hermione swore before biting her lip.

"This may hurt a bit," Viktor warned.

"A bit? I'm getting sodomized by a baseball bat and he says it may hurt a bit," she thought.

After a few more seconds of just having his tip rest snuggly in her now expanded hole, Hermione realized that Krum was waiting for her to let him know when ready. Using her arms to push against the back of the bench that she was currently folded over, the studious Gryffindor took the next bit of his member into her fully gaped bum. She was happy that she had cum like a typhoon minutes prior or else the situation would have been absolutely unbearable. However, with his cock glistening in her juices, she had already gotten half of his giant cock into her buns and it was getting easier and less painful by the second.

"See, it fits perfect," Viktor told her.

Hermione had been so concentrated on being surprised by the lack of pain that she hadn't realized her ass cheeks were now touching his mane of pubic hair. Having all of his cock inside of her rectum gave her a sense of perverse pride that gave her more satisfaction than any A she had ever received while at school.

"It's still a tiny hole and your hung like a centaur so go slow to start with, alright cowboy," Hermione explained.

"I don't know what this cowboy you speak of is, but the other part sounds acceptable," Viktor told his sex puppet.

Pulling out of her anus ever so slightly, he reverted to just doing small thrusts into her. After a few minutes of this, he had managed to pull his entire foot-long cock out of her ass without Hermione feeling any discomfort. Wanting to test her limits, Krum shoved half of his length into her and waited for her reaction. When it caused the bushy-haired girl to give her loudest moan yet, Krum smiled and knew that she was his to use as he wanted. He reared back his hips so that he could thrust forward and cram his entire length into her bowels in one shot.

"Shit that's practically in my stomach," Hermione remarked.

Letting her mouth hang up, Hermione let herself moan, grunt and scream as she saw fit. The feeling of his veiny cock gliding through her tight anus gave her such carnal pleasure that she was prime to cream herself at any moment. She closed her eyes and kept allowing the enjoyment to flow through

her as Viktor stood behind her and continuous slammed his monstrous dick into her. She loved the fact that she was his little sex doll that he could use as he pleased and she was more than happy to play the submissive role. Viktor had always acted like a perfect gentleman to Hermione, but she thought that this dominating side of him may have been the result of him sensing her need to taken roughly.

"Very soon until I cum," Krum warned his date.

Hermione had to admit that she was disappointed, but a quick look at the shadows that the sun was causing indicated to her that they had been fucking for nearly an hour already. Tired, sweaty and probably dehydrated, it was probably a good thing that Viktor was preparing to dump his seed into her. He gave her a few last thrusts, in which it felt like he was trying to drive straight through the slim female, before he pulled out of her rectum completely, much to her amazement. His next actions happened so fast that Hermione had no idea how she went from bent over the back of the boat to lying on her back on the floor with Viktor straddling her chest.

"Urgghhh," he grunted as he stroked his cock.

Hermione had just enough time to realized what he was preparing to do and get ready for him to plaster her adorable face with his sticky cum. Flexing her neck forward to present a better target for him, she closed her eyes and opened her mouth wide. She didn't have to wait long for him to erupt, with some strands depositing into her eager mouth but most of his load splattered across her face. Once she was sure he was done cumming, she opened her eyes and swallowed down the semen that had landed on her tongue. Viktor used the tip of his cock to scoop the cum that had pasted her face down into her mouth so she could devour that salty portion as well.

"You were fantastic," an exhausted Viktor told Hermione.

"No, we were fantastic," Hermione corrected. "I haven't ever been shagged quite like that."

"Trust me, more of that is to come while you are in Bulgaria for Christmas," he told her.

"And then we swim to the beach of the secluded island, ate the picnic Viktor had packed us, made love on the sand and eventually headed back to the port," Hermione said, concluding her story.

"I...that...wow Hermione. I'm honestly speechless," Ginny replied.

"Now I feel so disgusted. I only did that stuff with Viktor because I was sad about the Ron and Lavender situation but now he broke up with her over me," Hermione told her. "Now I don't know if Ron will ever have me."

"For starts Hermione, you are a sexual dynamo. Next, you are still getting hit hard hormonally by that lust potion so you have to cut yourself some slack. Besides, you and Ron weren't together at the time so he has no right to be mad at you for a one time fling with Viktor," Ginny comforted.

"Good point, butit wasn't only one time," Hermione corrected.

"Oh right, again on the beach," she replied.

"No I mean that was only the first day with Viktor. I spent two weeks in Bulgaria and saw him often," Hermione said.

"You dirty little skank. I want more deta..."

"Hey ladies, it was quite the party done there," Katie Bell said as she entered the room that the three of them shared.

"Tell you some other time," Hermione whispered to Ginny before ending the sex conversation for the night.

Harry / Luna

Chapter Summary

New couple Harry and Luna engage in some outdoor back alley fun

Title: Harry Potter And The Lure Of Lust Part 15 - Back Alley Fun Show: Harry Potter: Author: The Chemist Pairings: Luna/Harry Codes: mf, Oral Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters or settings. I make no money from this story.

"Hey Ron, wait up," Harry said having chased him up a flight of stairs and through a few corridors.

"Harry, do you think she bought it," he asked with a wicked grin.

"Bought it? What are you getting at," Harry replied.

"Me acting all distraught and stuff. I tried to portray hurt, upset with touches of anger and jealousy," he answered.

"Wait...what? You weren't upset? You just...pretended," Harry asked.

"Yeah and apparently I did quite well. Maybe I should go out the next time there's an ad for open auditions for a TV show or movie," Ron said with pride. "Well if you believed my performance hook, line and sinker, hopefully Hermione did too."

"But why," Harry questioned, still confused.

"Ain't it obvious mate? It was clear she was still pissed at me since she was jealous of me shagging Lavender but then when she blurted out she shagged Krum, I knew I could use that to my advantage. It took some quick thinking on how to spin it in my favor, plus excellent luck in having Lavender come over when she did, but now she must feel gutted about hurting me," Ron explained. "It worked out brilliantly!"

"Evil genius you are. If only you applied that wit to your studies," Harry laughed while clapping him on the back.

"Get off it, you're starting to sound like Hermione," Ron joked. "But we should do a few laps of the halls to really make her think I'm beyond reproach."

Sadly, Katie and Lavender both came to the room not too long after Hermione had just finished telling Ginny her first tryst with the Quidditch superstar Viktor Krum while in Bulgaria over the

Christmas vacation. Knowing that they wouldn't be able to further discuss her holidays, Hermione and Ginny both changed for bed and fell asleep after exchanging some small talk with their roommates. The tension between Lavender and Hermione was as thick as ever, but the two barely spoke in order to keep their emotions to themselves.

"I wish we would have been able to talk more last night but it felt good to get that part off my chest," Hermione told her best friend as they walked down to the Great Hall for breakfast the next morning.

"Anytime you need an ear it's all yours," Ginny replied.

Truth was, Ginny would gladly listen to any more of Hermione's sex stories with the legendary Viktor Krum. Not only did the red-haired girl have a crush on her best friend, she also found the Quidditch superstar to be gorgeous in a very rugged way. The fact that she had gotten to hear a sex story involving those two was beyond words for Ginny and something that she would eagerly wait for another one.

"So maybe you could talk to your brother for me today to see how he is. I feel horrible about hurting him and just want to see how mad he is at me before I confront him myself," Hermione asked.

"Yeah I can definitely do that for you. We have Quidditch practice right after school today so I'll be able to get him alone and see how he's doing," Ginny answered.

"I just hope you don't hate me for hurting your brother," Hermione said.

"You don't go off and have sex with Viktor to purposely hurt Ron so I have no right to be mad at you. It's rough being caught in a position between my best friend and brother, so I'm merely going to stick to my view that you two would be great together and try to make that happen," Ginny summed up.

"Speaking of people who would be great together, how was spending Christmas at the Burrow with Mr. Harry Potter," Hermione asked with a sly grin.

"Ugghhh. It was really good yet frustrating. He's so easy to talk to and we have so much in common but I'm with Dean, who is also great. It's driving me crazy as to what I should do," Ginny dished.

"Well dating other guys has gotten Harry's attention I feel. I see the way he looks at you so you are definitely on his radar. Now it's up to you to decide what you want to do," Hermione said.

"Hence the frustrating part. I don't know what I want. I want both of them in all truth," Ginny said.

"Mmm, definitely something every girl should try at least once but maybe I'll tell you that story a little later. Why don't we go eat first, I'm starving," Hermione shared.

"Who are you," Ginny thought as her pussy began to tingle with the image of Hermione having sex with Krum and another man at the same time.

"There's Hermione," Harry said to Ron as the pair of them ate their large plate of breakfast at the far end of the Gryffindor table.

"How's she look," Ron asked with a mouthful of bacon.

"Hot. Knee-high socks, short skirt above her mid-thigh and wearing her hair in her usually sexy way," Harry replied.

"Hmm, I'll have to check her out in class later. But I meant emotionally," Ron said.

"Oh well in that case she looks embarrassed and skidish. She was heading over here then did a sharp U-turn and will now sitting at the other end with your sister," Harry commentated.

"Perfect. She feels guilty then," Ron said.

"I'm still surprised you took her bombshell so calmly. I would have been pissed. I mean she's been sleeping around too yet she's mad that you and Lavender were shagging," Harry said.

"I am upset about her and Krum but it just speeds up how long she would have made me wait before we got back together. Plus she was unintentionly getting around. Sleeping with Neville was an accident because she thought it was me. She's slept with you twice but that was when we were first dosed with the potion so it was really affecting us then," Ron answered. "All I know is that I'm going to have Hermione around my arm and in my bed sooner rather than later. That's all that matters, not whether she fucked Krum or half the school."

"Ron Weasley the romantic," Harry joked.

"Why thank you," Ron replied. "Why are you checking the Mauraders' map at the breakfast table?"

"Draco isn't here so I'm just curious. He's seemed to be spending a lot of time someplace the map couldn't pick up, but now he's been in his room a lot...with Pansy Parkinson," Harry commented.

"Talk about a gross couple. Not a conscience or moral compass between them. Let's change the topic before a toss up my lunch, shall we? How's your situation coming? Find a fake date yet," Ron asked, changing the topic.

"Not yet, but I have the perfect girl in mind," Harry replied, casting his gaze over to the Ravenclaw table

The first day back to school after a long break was always the hardest. Ron and Harry fidgeted more than usual while sitting through class after class while even Hermione wasn't her normal self. She was always the one with the answers and happy to be back sitting at a desk and learning, but today she was off. Instead of reading ahead for each class and being prepared for every lesson like she normally did during her holidays from school, Hermione had barely lifted a book for the past two weeks as the physically demanding Viktor kept her busy. It seemed that all that was getting everyone through the week was knowing that it was a Hogsmaede weekend at the end of it.

By the time the last class of the day let out, everyone was extremely thankful. It seemed that rather than gently re-submerging them back into school, they were getting thrown into the deep end with their schoolwork. Hermione nearly sprinted out of class at the end of the day, presumably to get a quick start on her homework while also avoiding Ron again. Harry and Ron also left class quickly so they could walk down to the Quidditch field for their practice time.

"Go on ahead," Harry told Ron as they entered the courtyard. "I have to do something first. I'll only be a minute, just get everyone to stretch up then I'll take over."

"Alright mate, see you in a bit," Ron replied.

Harry was going to wait until after Quidditch practice to talk to her, but the perfect opportunity was presented to him now. Crossing the sun-filled yard, Harry walked up to the extremely pretty girl who most people either mad fun of or ignored altogether. He couldn't blame most of them as Luna Lovegood acted quite odd, but it was no excuse. Harry was happy to be friends with her as she was very nice, thoughtful and talented young witch. It also didn't hurt that he found small blonde highly attractive.

"Hey Luna," he said as he approached her. She was off under one of the trees, sitting alone while reading her father's magazine and eating an apple.

"Oh hi Harry. How was your holiday," she asked him in her light, airy tone.

"Err...not bad. And yours," he replied.

"It was good, my father and I went searching for the famed freckle-spotted Garhadter," she answered.

"Sounds brilliant but I wanted to ask you something," he said to her. "I was wondering if you would like to go to Hogsmaede...with me?"

"Hmhmm...I suppose this was bound to happen after our lovely time that we had at Professor Slughorn's last party," Luna said. "I would really like to go on another date with you Harry."

"Oh yeah, we did have a really good time," Harry replied. "Great so I'll meet you down at the front entrance Saturday morning then."

As Harry raced off to get dressed for Quidditch practice, he couldn't help but think about Luna's last words. At the party before Christmas, he had asked Luna to go with him just as friends and they spent the whole night laughing, talking and enjoying each other's company. He hadn't really thought about it much because he had left for the Burrow right after and spent the next three weeks with Ginny. But now that he had time to think more about, maybe he had chosen to take Luna on another date for more of a reason other than to make Ginny jealous. Maybe he had done it subconsciously because he wanted to spend more time with her alone to get to know her a bit better.

"Alright everyone, that's get in the air," Harry said to the team as he emerged from the change room. "I asked a few fourth years to join us today so that our Beaters could have moving targets to hit that way our Chasers can work on flying patterns, break out plays and counter attacking."

"Brilliant Harry," Ginny exclaimed at his marvel coaching technique.

"So kick off and start warming up those brooms," he announced.

"So what happened to you," Ron asked as they slowly fly to the goal mouth.

"Asked Luna to Hogsmaede this weekend. On a date," Harry revealed.

"Good job mate. Her and Ginny are friends and on the same year. Even if Ginny doesn't see you two together, news will be bound to spread amongst the fifth years and she'll hear about it," Ron said, giving him a clap on the shoulder.

"Just get in net so I can warm you up."

The rest of the week had gone by a bit better than Monday. Everyone seemed to settle back in to the rhythm of school again and the professors were prescribing less and less homework luckily. Of course there was always one who bucked the trend, namely Snape, but that was to be expected.

Hermione was still doing her utmost to avoid Ron, not ready to face him after her heartless confession to him about hooking up with Krum. Although she tried to convince herself that she shouldn't feel bad about her tryst, she couldn't help it. She knew that she liked Ron yet still went after Viktor despite not really having feelings for him. It was a messy situation for her and she was not prepared to talk to Ron until she had done some soul searching to figure out her emotional state and her feelings for the red-haired boy.

"So nervous about your big date," Ron said to Harry Saturday morning.

Ron was just making a joke with the comment, but Harry actually had a butterfly or two flapping about in his stomach. He had first experienced the feeling a year or two back whenever he wanted to talk to Cho, and occasionally while speaking to Ginny as well, although with her it was more like jealous whenever seeing her with whoever her current boyfriend was. But even though he had only asked Luna out on the date to make Ginny jealous, Harry couldn't help but think about if he might actually have feelings for the oddity known as Luna Lovegood.

"Maybe this is a bad idea and I should just cancel," Harry replied. "I think it's mean to Luna. I'm just using her to make your sister take notice and that's not right, especially if Luna has real feelings for me."

"Well someone has a high opinion of himself now doesn't he," Ron laughed.

"I'm just saying that she might. Hopefully it's not too late to cancel," he said.

"You break it off now and you break her heart if she has feelings for you. You take her out, have a good time and no one gets hurt. If she does like you, just tell her you don't want to ruin your friendship by complicating it with a romantic relationship," Ron shared.

"Since when do you give good advice," Harry said.

"I've been giving good advice the whole time just no one listens," he replied. "No fix your Harry and go meet Loony."

Harry finished getting dressed in blue jeans, a collared shirt and tan blazer before rushing down the steps of Hogwarts to get to the entrance of the castle on time. As he turned the last corner and had only one flight of stairs before he was at the designated meeting place, he found that Luna was already there. Upon seeing her, Harry's feet stopped thumping down the steps and he took a moment to collect himself and make sure his clothing were straight. He couldn't help but get the familiar feeling of nerves in his stomach as he saw her shining golden locks that she wore down so that it cascaded down her creamy white skin. She was wearing a long sleeve purple shirt underneath a light pink dress.

"Hello Harry," she said in her dreamy tone as the Chosen One approached.

"Hi Luna. You look really pretty," he told her honestly.

"That's very nice of you to say," she blushed. "Should we head out?"

"Yeah good idea, don't want to miss the transport," he said before walking beside her.

Harry and Luna talked freely all the way to the small village as if it was the most natural thing in

the world. He was actually very surprised when realizing that they were already in Hogsmeade as the time had seemed to just fly by.

"So where did you want to go? Three broomsticks," Luna asked.

"Actually I was thinking Madam's Puddifoot's Tea shop," Harry suggested. "It's...err...got quite good coffee."

"That sounds nice," she replied.

Entering into the shop, Harry was instantly reminded how romantic the tea shop actually was. The decorations were frilly and were oozing romance. Small tables were littering the floor, almost every one occupied by a couple who were holding hands and gazing into each other eyes. Harry was hoping that Luna wasn't put off by his selection of venue for their date, but the blonde girl seemed to have grown a bigger smile than normal.

Madam Puddifoot had heard the bell ring overhead of the door when the latest couple had entered into her steamy shop. Greeting them warmly, she ushered them off to the round table at the front of the shop near the window. Harry had ordered a coffee while Luna went for a flavorful English toffee cappuccino that she was fond of.

Just like on their long walk to the sleepy village, the conversation flowed easily between the two friends. Starting off on opposite ends of the table, it seemed like every time Harry went to the counter and ordered new drinks, he and Luna moved closer together until they were sitting beside each other with shoulders rubbing together. Throughout their time together, Harry realized that he was no longer nervous, but there was another feeling he was experiencing that he couldn't quite put his finger on. After finishing their third round of drinks, they felt the need to stand up and start moving in order to address the massive amount of caffeine in their veins.

"So we have about an hour until we have to start heading back to Hogwarts so what did you want to do now? Look through some shops? Go to the Three Broomsticks for butterbeers," Luna asked.

"I can't believe it's already so late," Harry said in disbelief. "It seemed to have gone by really quickly."

Harry and Luna had started to walk down Front Street without really having a destination in mind. Talking while they went for their stroll, they did a long loop of the tiny village before finding themselves in the back corner of Hogsmeade. The light around the village had faded as the day had grown long and the gloomy weather made most shops have to put on their few exterior lights they had.

"Oh that's weird that we ended up back here," Luna said.

It took Harry a moment of looking around before he regained his bearings. Luckily he had studied the Marauders' map and knew every square inch within Hogwarts and Hogsmeade. They had ended up in the area behind the Hog's Head bar that was known for it's unusual arrangement of labyrinth-like alleys. Unfortunately not many shops in that area had outdoor lights so it was fairly dark in the laneway.

"I guess wandering can do that to us," Harry laughed. "I'm pretty sure I know a way that will take us out near the path back to school."

"You're so smart Harry," Luna complimented.

"Ha, all smoke and mirrors," he replied. "I just want you to know that I had a great time with you

today Luna."

"That's nice. I had a great date too," she retorted. "Does that mean you're going to kiss me?"

"What?"

"Isn't it customary to kiss after the end of a successful date," the blonde girl asked.

"Err...yeah I guess it is," Harry answered while scratching the back of his head. "I suppose I will give you a kiss."

"Shall we do it now? No one's around so they won't be gossiping all around school, not that I'm concerned too much by them," she proposed in her airy tone.

Last night, Harry would have wanted to wait to kiss her when they were around a large group of people so that word could spread back to Ginny. Hell, it would eliminate the gossiping step if he could manage to give the blonde girl a kiss right in front of her. However, after having such a great time with Luna, he wasn't even thinking about using the tiny girl as a way to make Ginny jealous.

Having all stopped their walk through the deserted alleyway, Harry cupped his hands around her face, leant in and gave Luna a kiss right on the lips. He was surprised to find that her lips were moist, warm and soft and he wished that the kiss didn't ever have to end. And that's when Harry identified what the new feeling deep in his stomach was uncontrollable passion. It was a wonderful feeling but Harry couldn't help but think if he'd be able to experience it without the long-lasting lust potion in his system.

"Wow," Luna finally said after breaking their long kiss.

"Yeah. I really enjoyed kissing you," Harry replied.

"We should probably head back now," Luna spoke.

"Or..."

Luna knew exactly what he was thinking and met him half way as their lips came together again. This times there was greater urgency as they abandoned the soft version they had just shared. They were smacking their lips together with great passion, neither shying away from inserting their tongue into the other's mouth. Harry had wrapped his arms around the lithe girl and was pressing her against his strong chest while Luna did likewise.

Allowing his carnal desires to drive his actions, Harry rubbed his hands down the small of her back until he was cupping her ass cheeks. He thought to himself how plump her backside was despite her tiny frame, and instantly felt himself hardening in his pants. Harry wasn't the only who noticed that he was sporting an erection as the thick cock was pressing through his jeans against Luna's inner thigh.

As the two continued to furiously make out, Harry felt the pleasure center of his brain dictate new instructions. Already grasping her rounded bum, the Chosen One used his underrated upper body strength to lift the Ravenclaw girl off the ground. Moving her backwards, Harry took two steps then settled her down onto a sturdy-looking box that was waist high. Bringing his hands out from under her, he traced them around the front of her body where he placed one of his hands on her inner thigh. Tracing it upwards, Harry was pleasantly surprised to find that Luna offered no resistance to his advance, in fact she helped by spreading her legs wider. He used his middle and ring finger to rub her pussy through her cotton panties that she wore under her dress then hooked both sets of fingers under the waistband and pulled them straight off her body and threw them onto

the pavement.

"Ahhhh," Luna moaned into his mouth as his fingers rubbed directly on her wet pussy.

As Harry slowly dipped his two fingers into her pink hole, he felt his pants become looser and start to slip down his legs. That's when he clued in that his date had undone his jeans and pulled them, as well as his underwear, down so they bunched around his ankles. After successfully removing the clothes from the lower portion of his body, Luna clutched his hardened dick and lightly started to tug on it.

"Ughh," Harry groaned as she continued to stroke him off.

"Oh Harry...your fingers feel so good in me," Luna moaned.

The pair continued to use their hands to please each other while still kissing each other passionately. Harry was slightly worried about making the next move because he didn't how the younger girl would respond. But his decision was soon made clear to him. He remembered that Luna wasn't a virgin as news had circulated a few months ago about how her and Neville got down in an empty classroom. More so than that though was the fact that his hormones were bubbling up and taking over his brain, making the normal Harry a prisoner to his passion. Reaching down with his free hand, Harry moved aside her fingers from around his cock so that he could grip himself at the base. Taking a step so he was even closer to Luna, he rubbed his head through her folds, spreading his precum on her before pushing inside of her pussy.

"AHHHH," Luna and Harry grunted at the same time.

Harry figured that the diminutive blonde would be tight, but the feeling of her wet pussy clamped around his cock was greater than he could have ever imagined. Luna was also surprised by the sheer girth of the talented wizard. He was fairly comparable in length to her only other sexual conquest, Neville, but Harry felt much larger inside of her. The combination of her tight, young pussy with his thick member meant that Luna could feel ever bit of him as he slowly and gently thrusted the inch or two of his length that he could manage to fit into her.

Luckily for both of them, Luna's hole started to relax slightly with his constant pushing. Now able to fit over half of his member into her wet pussy, Harry increased the speed while trying to probe deeper inside. That was still proving a challenge for him given her tiny stature, but he was determined. He also realized that the Ravenclaw girl shared his dedication for getting deep when he felt her legs wrap around his torso. As he continued to make progress into her, as a result causing her to simultaneously loosen her grip on his cock, he would feel her heels dig into his buttock. Taking it as a sign to start going faster, the Chosen One clutched her hips and drive into her with force.

"Ugghhh," Luna moaned loudly. "You're so big!"

With both her verbal and physical encouragement, Harry decided to let it all fly. Summoning all the energy in his body, the talented wizard drove his hips forward and sunk his entire length into the petite blonde. Luna responded by biting down on his lip while they continued to kiss throughout their passionate lovemaking in the alley. When he gave the girl a second forceful thrust, Luna snapped her head back and let out a powerful moan that was sure to attract attention.

"Oh yes Harry," she screamed out. "Just like that!"

"Shh...we're in public. Could get...ughh...caught at...ahhh...any second," Harry said in between his own grunts.

"Then it's a good thing I'm almost ready to cum because I don't think I can be quiet," she replied.

Harry was pleased to hear that she was close to cumming because he was nearing closer to his own orgasm. It had been a few weeks since he had gotten laid, and although he had masturbated daily due to the extra horniness from the lust potion, it was no substitute to the feel of a velvety vagina clamped around his cock.

"Need to cum really soon," Harry warned her.

"Ahhh...so close...cum with me Harry," she encouraged.

Harry wasn't wearing a condom, a fact that he wasn't soon to forget. The sensation of not wearing the latex product made him need to unload his semen quicker than normal. He was also aware that Luna knew he hadn't put on any form of protection. Figuring that the blonde oddity was on some other type of birth control, Harry was relieved knowing that he would be able to cream inside of her rather than have to pull out at the last second.

"Ugghhhhh...OH MY GOD YESSSS," Luna screamed as she came.

The feel of her pussy clamping down tighter on his thick shaft was the last straw for Harry as well. Knowing he was bound to cum at any second, the Chosen One reached further around the tiny Ravenclaw girl so that he could grip her squeezable ass firmly. Plowing into her a few last times quickly, Harry pulled completely out of her drenched hole before slamming it back in as hard and deep as possible.

"Ooohhh shhhiittt," Harry grunted as he released his seed deep inside of Luna.

The pair stayed silent and still for at least a minute after their intense fucking, in which they came nearly simultaneously. It was only after Harry felt his cock start to become flaccid that he became aware that they were outdoors, partly nude and potentially attracted attention with all of their screaming. Pulling out of her wet hole, Harry reached down and pulled his pants up to cover his lower body.

"Luna, that was amazing," he told her.

"It really was something. That was much better than my time with Neville. Don't tell him though, he's got drastic low confidence," she replied. "Have you seen my panties by the way?"

"I kinda tossed them in that puddle by accident," Harry informed her.

"No big loss. Hopefully the windy doesn't kick up my dress on the walk back to Hogwarts," she replied calmly.

"I wouldn't mind the view," Harry joked. "But we really should get out of this alley and back to the school.

"Hey Ron," Hermione said, talking to the first time since her outburst the other night.

"Hi," he said to her, doing his best to show off sad eyes.

"I think we should talk..."

Hermione / Ron

Chapter Summary

Hermione and Ron get back together

Title: Harry Potter And The Lure Of Lust Part 16 - Reunited Show: Harry Potter Author: The Chemist Pairings: Hermione/Ron Codes: mf, Oral Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters or settings. I make no money from this story.

"Hey Ron," Hermione said. "I think we need to talk."

These were the first words Hermione had spoken to Ron since her rude outburst a few days prior in which she confessed to having sex with Viktor Krum while on vacation. She wished that there was an alternative explanation for her cruelty, but she knew she told him just to get back at him. Hermione usually wasn't a vindictive person, so that moment stood out as quite the bitchy thing to do.

"I agree," Ron said with his best sad eyes.

For Ron's part, he wasn't really too hurt. Part of him had always suspected that his dreamgirl had a thing for Viktor, he even thought that they had already had sex so hearing his suspicion was actually a fact didn't shock the red-haired boy too much. He would have rather Hermione hadn't been fucked by the world-renown Quidditch star, but it didn't bother him too much. However, he wasn't going to let Hermione in on that simple fact.

"I was hoping for in private," Hermione added. "How about tonight, 8 o'clock in the prefects bathroom?"

"Okay Hermione," he replied before they went there separate ways.

"Do I have a story for you," Harry said to Ron.

Harry had originally asked out Luna Lovegood in order to make Ginny jealous. He wanted to confirm that she liked him, so seeing her react when news spread that he went out with another girl would give him his answer. However, he ended up really enjoying his time with the younger girl, and now felt bad that he had alternative motives in the first place. After walking back to the castle with Luna, they departed after a soft kiss and Harry practically ran up to his dorm room, where he found Ron alone, sitting on his bed.

"I have news too but you go first," Ron replied. "But you go ahead."

"I had sex with Luna," he announced.

"Well done mate, but I thought it was only a friendly date," Ron asked. "Plus you must feel like a hypocrite after condemning me for wanting to sleep around then you go do the exact same thing. Just saying."

"It wasn't like that. I originally asked her out with no romantic thought but the more we talked, the more I realized I liked her. Sex just kind of happened...in a back alley on a trash can," Harry told him. Wanting to shift the focus off him, Harry asked, "So you mentioned you had something happen too."

"Oh right. So Hermione pulled me aside in the common room before you got back from Hogsmeade and told me we need to talk...alone. We're meeting in the prefects bathroom later tonight," he informed his best friend. "What do you think? Great news, huh?"

"Maybe but don't get your hopes up just in case its bad. Maybe she has feelings for Viktor and is going to wait for him. Or maybe she feels so bad about hurting you that she can't stand to be near you because of her own guilt," Harry said.

"Or maybe she's forgiven me about flaunting my relationship with Lavender in her face, feels horrible about hurting me with Viktor and wants me on her arm. How about that you big pessimist," Ron replied.

"Ron Weasley the optimist. Well that's a new hat," Harry laughed. All I can say is good luck.

"Thank you. That reminds me, I'm going to grab a shower and change before going to see her."

Ron wasn't sure what was going to happen that night. Part of him believed that Hermione was apologetic and regretted everything from the time she left for her holidays until the previous night. However, the youngest Weasley boy was aware of Harry's alternative theory in which things were not going to go as smoothly as he hoped. The truth probably lied somewhere in the middle, but he definitely was hoping for his scenario.

Deciding to shower in the normal boy's bathroom in Gryffindor Tower that was shared by everyone in the house, Ron washed, shaved and felt great. He didn't want to risk using the Prefects bathroom, even though he held such honor, just incase Hermione went to their meeting place early. A quick check of the clock told him it was time to head in that direction so he could get there a little early.

Harry wished him luck on his way out of the room they shared together as he left the common room and headed to the fifth floor. It was a trip he made often, preferring the large space of the prefect washroom over the crowded state of the Gryffindor one. As he opened the door, uttering the password known only to prefects, he wasn't surprised to find Hermione already waiting for him. She looked as beautiful as ever to him as she rested her backside against the stone basin in the middle of the room. Her hair was loosely tied back so it was off her pretty face, just the way he liked it. She was wearing her typical school outfit of a white blouse with her Gryffindor red and gold tie under a grey vest. She rounded off the classic schoolgirl outfit with a short kilt worn with a lot of her toned thighs showing and knee-high black socks.

"You're early," she spoke.

"Didn't want to keep you waiting. It seemed like you really needed to talk to me," he replied. "Were you talking to Moaning Myrtle by the way? I swore I heard voices."

"Very considerate of you Ron," Hermione replied. "And it's just me although who knows if she'll coming floating about. I was just talking aloud. I don't want to seem like a blubbering idiot once you got here."

"You're the furthest thing from an idiot Hermione," Ron replied. "So just say what you need to say."

"I know by telling you the way I did was mean and I wish I didn't do it," Hermione started. "But what's done is done. I regret it full heartedly. I hope you'll be able to forgive me for the sake of our friendship...and possibly more. I understand if you're mad at me and don't blame you, but I'll do anything to get you to forgive me and let things go back the way they should be."

Ron couldn't help but think of the possibilities given the way she said the word 'anything'. She didn't give him much time at all to think about it however, as she moved swiftly and threw her lips against his. He barely had time to perch them before she was on him, smacking her lips wildly against him. Ron returned the kiss and as he did, he felt her tongue pushing against his mouth, so he opened his jaw and let her inside.

Not bothering to have any type of romance, Hermione's hands shot down to his pants and easily loosened them. As her nimble fingers hooked inside the waistband, she lowered herself to her knees, bringing his pants and underwear with him. She wasn't expecting Ron to be hard already so she was unprepared as his erect cock slapped her in the face, barely managing to close her eye in time before the contact.

Looking down, Ron observed as Hermione stroked his long shaft a few times before parting her lips and engulfing the first several inches inside her warm orifice. The bushy-haired witch wasted no time with pleasantries as she immediately got down to business. After taking a few long sucks at only the tip of his cock, using her tongue to lick his sensitive pee slit, Hermione pushed over half of his length into her mouth until his head was pressed against the back of her throat.

"Ugghhh," Ron grunted his approval.

Satisfied with his response, Hermione removed him from her palate so that she could get in some much needed air before repeating the procedure over and over again. Within a few minutes, Ron had the hardest erection of his life, not to mention having his entire dick soaked in the eager girl's saliva. Hermione wasn't happy in only pleasing him through his cock however, as she was now opening her mouth to take both of his testicles into her mouth to suck on them as well.

"Ahh yes! Suck those balls as you jerk me off babe," Ron ordered. "And take off your shirt. I want to see those tits again."

Hermione listened regiliously to his words. While she continued to take turns with one of his nuts in her mouth at a time, she used the hand that wasn't stroking him to lift the hem of her vest and shirt up her tight stomach. Ron had helped her out by loosening her school tie before grabbing her top and pulling it the rest of the way for her. Hermione had to briefly pull away from his groin as the clothing came off, but then jumped back all over him. She gave each nut on last suck before moving her face upward so that she could wrap her lips around his pole once again.

Ron couldn't believe how well the situation had worked out for him. The only negative was that the girl that he potentially loved had sex with another man, but all things considered, he could live with that. Hermione had been pissed at him for the last month, not even speaking to him at all. But now here she was, on her knees in front of him on the cold tile floor of the prefects bathroom with her small but perky tits out and his cock in the back of her mouth. He couldn't help but wonder how long he could keep up the hurt act and how far she'd go to remove her guilt.

"Stand up. I want to get this inside of you right now," he told her.

Shooting up off the ground and onto her feet, Hermione looked around and decided that the basin was as good a place as any to bend over and get fucked on. Walking over to the large sink in the middle of the washroom, Hermione hooked her fingers into the waistband of her skirt and slowly peeled it over her amazingly plump ass and down her luscious athletic legs. Showing off her impressive flexibility, the talented witch brought the garment all the way to the ground so that she was bent in half with her ass facing Ron. Taking in the view any guy would kill for, he couldn't help but salivate over her bald, pink pussy and clenched rosebud.

"Didn't bother with a thong tonight, didn't think I'd be needing it," she told him as she rested her upper body on the cool surface.

"You always were a smart girl," he replied.

Taking up the space directly behind the horny girl, Ron gave her something to think about. Gripping his cock at the base, he placed his tip at the top of her ass crack and pushed in hard. There was no hole to go in so it slowly slid down the track, searching for an orifice to plunge inside. He sensed the girl tense, but not nearly as much as a girl that had only one sexual experience with anal, to his knowledge at least. Finally he reached her tight asshole, and rather than glancing right over the hole, her sphincter started to give way. It only gaped slightly before he stopped pushing so hard and leant forward, towards her.

"Did you want the backdoor," Hermione asked courageously without fear, a fact not lost on the ginger-haired boy.

"Maybe next time," he whispered in her ear.

Redirecting his force, he continued moving his cock downward until nestling in her wet folds. Lining up his tip with her waiting hole, Ron pushed forward and felt the head of his dick submerge itself in her warm entrance.

"Ughh," Hermione moaned. "Fuck I missed the feel of you."

Ron smiled brightly after her kind words then shifted his attention back to the task at hand. Even though she had been used for two straight weeks as a sex puppet by Viktor, her pussy remained tight, luckily for Ron. He would have preferred just to plow right inside of her love canal and fuck her brains out right from the off, but taking a slower approach was probably best for his stamina.

"So damn tight," Ron grunted.

Like a metronome, Ron pushed some length into the clever witch then pulled back out. He did this routine for the better part of 5 minutes until he had worked his entire cock within her pussy. With his pelvis now resting against the soft surface of her perfectly rounded arse, he took a minute to appreciate the feeling of having sex with Hermione again after what felt like years.

"You going to fuck me already," Hermione mused, looking back at the horny boy over her shoulder.

Taking it as a challenge, Ron reared back his hips so that his tip actually came out of her velvety folds. Giving each ass cheek a hard swat, which echoed around the large empty washroom, the boy thrust forward with all the power he possessed. As if drawn be an invisible track, his dick flew forward and pierced her lips, burying itself as deep as possible into the young witch's mound.

"OH MY GOD," she shrieked.

That thrust set the tempo for the rest of their time together as Ron continued to give it to the pretty girl roughly. Never shying away from smacking her ass or kneading her tit with more force than usual, Ron was letting his animal side come out that night. He didn't know if the hard sex was as a result of truly being pissed at her about Viktor, or her insane behavior during his relationship with Lavender, but all he knew was his cock was flying into her snatch at neck-breaking speeds while he was currently yanking back on her long wavy hair.

"Feels so good," Ron grunted.

"Lay down and I'll ride your cock like I'm on the Autobahn," Hermione told him.

Ron had only then become aware that his rough treatment of her may actually being hurting her. However, that notion was dropped from his mind the second he looked into her big green eyes and saw that they were completely taken over by lust. His slapping and hair pulling was a deterrent for the brilliant witch, rather it was actually helping to get her off!

Pulling out of her completely, Ron dropped to the ground and felt the cold stone aganst his bare leg. He was happy that he had kept his shirt on, but when he looked up and saw the naked Hermione, sans a pair of knee-high socks, standing above his waist, the ground stopped feeling cold against his skin. Once again, Hermione turned around to face away from him and showed off her best asset. Ron felt his cock bulge even more as the two smooth globes bent closer to him as she got to her knees and straddled his lap. Not needing a hand, Hermione rolled her hips around until she lined up her hole with his long cock than sank down.

"Urgghh," he groaned as he was enveloped back in her wet and warm canal.

Sinking slowly down the entire 9-inch length of his shaft, Hermione was really getting off on their dynamic. Although she hadn't known it prior, she liked being treated with a little less care than usual. It was probably more for her conscience, the feeling of Ron taking out his anger on her in a sexual manner made her feel better, even if it was a touch painful. Now bouncing up and down on his rod, she was moving her hips and grinding them on his lap to hit all sort of pleasurable areas inside her.

"You're allowed to play with my asshole," she told him. "I know how much you like it."

Prior to tonight, Ron had no idea that guilt could be so powerful. He felt bad for hiding the fact that he wasn't actually upset with her, but he had to ignore that part of his conscience. As Hermione slid smoothly up and down his cock, Ron started to buck his hips upwards to help drive more of himself into her tight orifice.

At the same time, he moistened his index finger with his mouth and brought it towards her asshole. It was still clenched tightly so Ron simply rubbed his wet digit over the rosebud to smear the saliva onto her. To accommodate his new interest, Hermione rode his pole to the very tip and only bounced on the first half of his dick to allow him easier access to her backdoor. It worked perfectly for her as his bulbous head was continuously grinding against her G-spot, bringing her steadily towards her much-needed orgasm.

For his part, Ron was still pushing into her grinding, just with much less vigor. That was due to his sudden interest in the object of his affection, Hermione Granger's puckered butthole. With the orifice well lubricated, the boy pressed his finger against her and it gave way with ease. He was surprised with the little resistance that he encounter, as the last time he attempted to gain entrance he was barely able to breach her sphincter. However, 2 months later and he was gliding two fingers into her ass without trouble, essentially double penetrating the girl.

"Ughh...oohhh...Ron...ahhh...getting...Mmmmphh...close," Hermione grunted.

"I'm close too. Where should I cum," Ron asked as they both raced towards their own orgasm.

"Cum in me," she moaned her response.

"Really," Ron asked, surprised that the rational minded scholar would want him to shoot his potent load into her unprotected womb.

"Yes Ron! Oh Merlin I'm cumming," she screamed.

Bucking her hips on last time, she sat down on Ron's lap so that she could feel both his rigid cock and fingers pierce her two holes as deep as possible. That was the last movement she did before his dual penetration made her cum all over his shaft.

Ron was close to the edge himself, but then feeling and hearing Hermione experience her own orgasm pushed him one step closer. The only problem was that the sexy girl had used up most of her energy in the fierce sex session so that her orgasm drained whatever she had left in the reserves. Thinking quick, Ron rolled over so that now he was back on top of Hermione, who had her bare chest pressed against the cold ground. He didn't care too much about the uncomfortable situation since he knew they wouldn't be there very long.

"Oh shit Hermione! I'm about to go," he warned, giving her one last chance to reconsider her choice of semen deposit.

"Shot all that sticky cum in me now," she encouraged, as she pushed her rump back to meet his own erratic thrusts.

"Unghhhhh!" Ron grunted loudly as he started to cum deep within the bushy-haired girl. He felt his huge load of sperm travel all the way from his large balls and through his body before it was shot out of his tip. Hermione could then feel the thick liquid being pumped into her pussy as his potent seed was pasted her walls.

"Wow. That was...wow," Ron finally huffed, physically exhausted.

"Agreed. That felt right," Hermione replied.

After another minute to regain their breath, Ron spoke again, "I guess we should head back to the Tower."

"Or...we could have round two? I told everyone I was spending the whole night in the library," she said with a sly smile.

"Bless that beloved lust potion," Ron smirked, feeling himself becoming hard again instantly.

"Ron. Ron! Wake up mate or else no breakfast before class," Harry said as he shook the exhausted boy.

"Wha? Oh...right," he replied, gaining his bearings.

"So I guess it went well then? That or you found a secluded place to cry all night then snuck back in the wee hours of the morning," he asked.

"I guess you could say it went well. Fuck her three times...and it would have been more if I didn't

think my dick would have developed friction burns," Ron answered, beaming.

"Good for you buddy, you lucky son of a bitch," he clapped him on the shoulder.

Hermione / Luna

Chapter Summary

Hermione and Luna test the waters before committing to a foursome with their boys

Title: Harry Potter And The Lure Of Lust Part 17 Show: Harry Potter Author: The Chemist Pairings: Hermione/Luna Codes: ff, Oral Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters or settings. I make no money from this story.

"And we fucked a whole bunch in the washroom," Ron said, concluding his night's action with Hermione.

"Wow...that's incredible," Harry replied. "I thought it went well when you didn't come home early last night...that or she killed you and had disposed of the body."

"The way she rides so hard I wouldn't be surprised if she could kill someone," Ron joked.

"Yeah...I remember," Harry said while sprouting a wide smile.

"Right, forgot about us getting down in a threeway before."

"Good times," Harry replied. "Probably the best sex I've ever had. We should do it again."

"It would be good but why not take a step forward? How about introducing Luna in," Ron suggested.

Harry had to think about that proposal for a minute before replying. The positives to what Ron suggested were fairly clear. He'd get to fuck two of the hottest girls in school at the same time, including Hermione, who he'd been dying to get back inside for some time. However, there was also a few things that stopped him from screaming yes right away. One was that his relationship with Luna was new and he was worried about screwing it up by bringing this up. Another was that he wanted to be loyal to one girl, but that was proving difficult at the moment.

"Deal!"

"You bloody hypocrite," Ron exclaimed. "You reamed me out over Christmas about wanting to sleep around and now, faced with the same situation, you are doing it too."

"Oh get off it. I know I acted like a git before but it had been awhile since I got laid and I was cranky...and maybe a little jealous," Harry confessed.

"As long as you know it," he laughed. "So then you're giving up on chasing my sister?"

"For the meantime I am, yeah," Harry replied. Until we either get cured of the lust potion or find a better way of dealing with the extra hormones, I don't think it'd be good to try and be with her. I'd be wanting to shag every hour, even if it was right in front of you."

"Then it's a good thing you put her on the back burner. Just don't string her around," Ron said.

"Understood. So does that mean..."

"I'll talk to Hermione. The way she is now, I doubt it'll require too much convincing," Ron replied. "Just find a way to get Luna on board. She may be an oddity but she's incredibly smart and who knows how open sexually she'll be."

"Good point but it's worth a try," Harry replied with a wide smile, thinking of the potential.

Harry started to think when would be the best time to suggest having a fourway with a girl he went on one date with. He doubt many people would be able to give him advise, so he knew he was on his own. That day, he, Ron and Hermione were all eating dinner together and Harry looked over and saw that the ditzy blonde was eating alone at the Ravenclaw table.

"I'll be right back," Harry whispered to Ron. "It's now or never."

"Good. Hermione's already on board," she informed Harry.

"Wow. Really? That easily," he asked.

"Guilt is a beautiful and powerful thing my friend. Actually I just suggested it and she jumped at the chance. Our relationship is on fragile ground so she doesn't want to do anything to upset or displease me in any way," Ron informed. "Now get over there and get Luna on board."

Ron watched as his best friend left his plate and got up from the table. He could tell that he was sweating bullets and trying to think of the right combinations of words that he could use in order to seduce Luna into a foursome. Finally, Harry had crossed the hall and started talking to the girl with long blonde hair. After a short conversation, Ron saw Luna stand from the table and the pair of them disappear as they left the Great Hall.

"I take it he's off to get Luna in on joining us," Hermione asked.

"Yeah...you know...if you still want to," Ron stuttered.

"Of course I still want to," she replied with a warm smile.

Hermione was thrilled that Ron had forgiven her for acting like a cold hearted bitch and was trying to do anything she could to show her appreciation. She showed him the previous night when she met him in the prefect's washroom and had sex with him passionately, bringing him to orgasm on three separate occasions. When he came to her today with a request for having sex with Harry and Luna, she readily agreed for a number of reasons. Part of her lusted after the tiny blonde girl, and after sharing a bed with Ginny a number of times, Hermione was curious if lesbian sex with a different girl would be better. Another part of her wanted to be fucked by Harry again, especially at the same time as Ron. It felt like a century ago when the two boys used her as a sex toy as they partook in a threeway, and Hermione was eager to experience that again.

After a few minutes, Harry and Luna remerged in the entrance of the doorway. As they walked inside, Ron was surprised that they didn't divert off to the Ravenclaw table, but rather continued

heading towards him and Hermione. He couldn't tell what Luna was thinking as her face was as stoic as usual, and Harry still wore the same hopeful and nervous expression as before.

"Hello Hermione. Hello Ron," Luna greeted. "I was hoping that you and I could have a private conversation Hermione."

"Sure Luna," she replied with a hint of curiosity.

Hermione got up from the table and she and Luna made for the exit. Along the way, both boys noticed the blonde-haired girl walking especially close to Hermione, and they even swore that they saw Luna's hand reach out and take hold of Hermione.

"You have that Invisibility Cloak on you," Ron asked.

"Always. Let's hurry," Harry replied.

Waiting until the two girls were out of sight, Harry and Ron bolted towards the door. They made it just in time to see Luna, holding Hermione's hand, disappear inside the same empty classroom that she and Neville had sex in not too long ago.

"So what happened with her," Ron said as Harry searched his bag for the special cloak.

"I don't even know, it was all a blur. I asked, she gave a curious look then asked to speak to Hermione alone," Harry replied as he flung the cloak over them so they disappeared from sight.

Luckily for them, the girls were in a rush and forgot to shut the door tightly. As they quietly approached the room, they found the door to be open a crack so were able to peer inside and see the two girls looking away from the doorway. Harry pulled out his wand and performed a familiar spell so that he and Ron were able to open the door with it being heard. Once they were inside, they slowly walked in tandem to edge the door shut without making any sudden movement to attract attention.

Unfortunately for the quartet, Harry and Ron were not the only people that had snuck into the room to eavesdrop. Having seen the odd seen of Luna and Hermione leaving the Great Hall holding hands, Draco Malfoy's interest was peaked. Even though he had been using the Amortentia love potion he stole from Potions class on almost every girl in Slytherin, Hermione Granger was his ultimate conquest. After seeing Ron and Harry run after the girls like bumbling fools, Draco slipped out of the hall and hid while the duo disappeared under the Invisibility Cloak. He quickly brandished his own cloak that he cast a Disillusionment Charm over and followed the two boys into the classroom.

"...and that's when I told Harry I want to talk to you about this," Luna concluded.

"Well Ron suggested it to me today and I didn't think it was a bad idea. I've had a few flings with other girls and find them to be both sensual and incredibly pleasing. So it was an easy sell for me, especially since both Ron and Harry are amazing lovers," Hermione replied.

"I haven't had the chance with Ron but Harry was definitely fantastic," Luna said. "But jumping straight into a foursome is a bit daunting considering I've only ever had sex with one man at a time and I've never been with a girl before."

"Okay. So then did you want me to tell the boys that you're out," she asked.

"Not exactly. I am curious about it but I want to ease into it rather then jump into a situation that may be too much," Luna explained.

"What are you thinking then," Hermione questioned.

"You and I spend a night together first. That way I'm use to being with a girl so it won't be an overload of stimulation when the four of us share a bed," Luna answered. "What do you think?"

The answer was easy for Hermione. Without wanting to keep the blonde girl waiting too long for her reply, Hermione spoke and said, "Great idea. Tomorrow night in the Room of Requirements. Maybe right after dinner so those boys will be at Quidditch practice?"

"Great. I'll see you then," Luna said before flashing a warm smile and heading for the door.

Hermione left soon after her and that was when Ron and Harry felt safe to remove their Invisibility cloak. Both boys were so glad that their potential foursome grew ever closer and that both of their girlfriends were going to make hot lesbian sex to each other tomorrow night.

"Can we cancel practice so we can go watch," Ron asked.

"We can't. We play Slytherin on Saturday and we are out of match shape from the holidays. Don't worry, we'll see them together when we tag team them soon," Harry answered.

"They might have practice, but I don't," Draco thought with a sly grin.

Draco had a hard time falling asleep that night, much like most kids experienced on Christmas Eve. He was so distracted ever since he overheard the tryst between Luna and Hermione that he couldn't focus to work on his secret scheme. It seemed like all of his time for the past several months had been spent either stressing of how to accomplish his dark task while avoiding notice from Harry Potter or shagging any girl in the Slytherin house. However, he always fantasized about having sex with the super hot Hermione Granger, even if she was a Mudblood. Although he wouldn't be the one in bed with her, watching her fool around with another girl was very exciting.

After tossing and turning for most of the night, the blonde-haired boy finally got to sleep. It seemed like he had just drifted off when his alarm rang out, indicating it was time to get up for class. With all the progress he was making with his task, he contemplated skipping class altogether since he wouldn't be needing it in the future. However, missing a great deal of class was bound to attract the attention of Harry and the rest of his gang, not to mention Snape as well and possibly even Dumbledore himself.

The day seemed to pass by as poorly as his attempted sleep last night. The classes went by at a snail's pace. It appeared to Draco that all the professors had gotten together and decided to teach their most boring lecture to them all on the same day. But the minutes still ticked by, albeit at a slow pace and finally he was being released from his last class of the day.

Retreating back to his room, Draco pulled out his cloak that he had been using to sneak about the castle without notice. He knew that Disillusionment charms had a history of wearing off with time, so he reinforced the spell to make sure that it wouldn't wear off at an inconvenient time.

With the new charmed cloak safely stowed in his pack, Draco went down early to the Great Hall. He wanted to get something to eat before a night full of sitting quietly in the corner, spying on two girls as they engaged in lesbian sex. He was one of the first people at any of the tables, but the house elves had the food prepared and he started to eat. During his meal he noticed Luna walk in and sit at the Ravenclaw table. A few minutes later, Hermione and Ginny came walking inside as well before settling in at their own table.

Draco finished eating then waited for a moment to leave that was sure not to attract any attention. Finally, a group of students walked by him at his table and he sprung up and joined them. He wasn't sure if any of the girls would have noticed him leaving the Great Hall, but he was slightly paranoid. Once he entered the hallway, Draco headed straight towards the seventh floor and to the solid brick wall he found himself at often.

"I need a place to have sex. I need a place to have sex. I need a place to have sex," Draco thought while walking by the blank wall.

Upon his third time thinking about what he wanted, a door appeared right before his eyes. Rather then opening up into a huge room filled with objects from the past several centuries of Hogwarts like it usually did for Draco, it was quite different this time. A large four-post king-sized bed sat in the middle of the room. The lighting was dim and flickering due to the place being lit only by tens of candles set up around the perimeter. It set a very sensual mood, as did the red satin sheets on the bed. The bed also contained several pillows, a lot more than anyone would ever need. Thinking about how long he could potentially be sitting in the sex room, Draco took a few pillows from the bed and placed them in the corner so that he would have a comfortable place to watch the action unfold.

Draco withdrew his cloak that would make him invisible from his pack and threw it over himself. He had also taken the extra precaution of casting a silencing charm on the material so that he could still hear everything outside the cloak, but the noise made from inside would not be transmitted outward. He was glad that he brought a book about dark magic since it took nearly half an hour until he heard and saw the door open.

Draco was happy to see the two girls come walking in. Even though he wanted to hate them both for landing his father in jail after the fight at the Department of Mysteries. However, seeing the two beautiful girls walking into a bedroom with the only purpose of fucking each other's brains out made the ice melt slightly.

"So you're sure about this," the much more experienced Hermione asked.

"Yeah. I've always been interested in girls so I'm happy this chance came up. Plus I think Harry and I might have something special so I'm willing to indulge some of his kinks," Luna rationed. "Have you done this before?"

"A couple times with Ginny," she replied. "It's really hot and sexy. Plus who knows how to better please a girl than another girl?"

"Good point. Your wit was always good enough to be in Ravenclaw," Luna conceded. "So how do we start?"

Hermione let her actions speak for her instead of her words. Already standing right beside the blonde girl, she reached over and pulled Luna towards her. Before she knew what was going on, Hermione's lips were on hers and was running her tongue along her mouth. Luna was surprised by the Gryffindor's aggressiveness, but she did appreciate her taking the lead.

"Come to the bed," Hermione said with lust-filled eyes.

Moving her hands off of Luna's face, Hermione trailed them downwards. Passing along the nape of her neck, she then glided over both of Luna's small tits over her schoolgirl outfit, being sure to give each firm globe a hearty squeeze. Instead of continuing her descend, she moved her hands to the younger girl's hands and walked her over towards the flush bed.

Luna allowed her to guide her across the room until they were standing at the foot of the bed. Hermione climbed onto the mattress first then brought the compliant girl up with her. Both knowing that the Gryffindor was in full control of the encounter, she proceeded to strip Luna of all her clothes until the blonde was rendered completely naked.

"Now I know why Harry is so taken with you," Hermione spoke.

Hermione had indeed seen Luna nude once before, however she had no recollection of the event thanks to Professor Slughorn. As she imagined, Luna had a wonderfully tight body with hardly an ounce of fat to be had on her. Observing her whole body, Hermione noted that although she didn't have the biggest boobs, they were firm and perky, they stood in perfect size given her slim body. Each tit was topped with a small, bright pink nipple, making her think of a scoop of vanilla ice cream with a cherry on top.

Not merely content with observing the younger girl's fine figure, Hermione leant back in for a kiss. She pressed her lips gently on hers and allowed her tongue to enter into Luna's mouth, but barely grazing it before pulling back. She continued to do soft, sensual kisses to get Luna in the mood while using her fingers to roam over Luna's body.

"Mmmh," Luna moaned as her friend lighted pulled on her erect nipples.

Hermione took turns alternating between squeezing her perky tits and rolling the tiny nipples between her thumb and forefinger. She would have liked nothing more than to continue to kiss the smaller girl and play with her boobs, however she had more devious plans in mind for Ms. Lovegood. Wrapping a hand around Luna's back, Hermione used her body to guide her back onto the bed so that she was lying face up with her head on the pillows.

With Luna now in the perfect position, Hermione was ready to give the blonde her first lesbian episode. Tying her hair behind her in a ponytail to keep it out of her face, the Gryffindor girl leant down and kissed Luna again. This time Luna had her mouth already open and ready to be filled by Hermione's tongue, which she readily did. Breaking the contact between their lips, Hermione moved her missing downward over the younger girl's chin until reaching her sensitive neck.

"Mmm," Luna moaned again as her friend's soft lips descended along her neck.

Hermione was going slow but was not staying in the same position for very long. Having already passed over the nape of the neck, she kissed her collarbone before leaving a trail down her chest until she took Luna's small nipple into her mouth. Instantly she clamped her lips around it and applied suction while also using her tongue to flick in it as well. Hermione was happy that it had the desired affect as Luna had arched her back to better present her boob for her while letting out a solid stream of groans.

Draco watched on from the corner as the girl he despised the most took Luna's other tit into her mouth and sucked on it with vigor as well. Although she was a Mudblood that was unworthy of a pureblood's attention, Draco couldn't help but view the seen with his full concentration. Her petite frame that was filled perfectly with good-sized tits and a great ass made her a fine specimen, and a beautiful face made it hard not to have an erection, especially when she was having sex with another pretty girl.

"Ready to get started love," Hermione asked.

Luna's eager nod drew a wide smile on Hermione's face. Backing up on the bed, the bushy-haired girl rested on her knees and moved her face so that it was hovering mere inches above Luna's completely bald pussy, except for a thin strip of hair directly above her pink slit. Hermione paused

for abrief moment to appreciate the beauty of her pussy, especially by how it was glistening with Luna's arousal before diving right in.

"Ohhh," Luna gasped as her tongue plunged into her moistened hole.

Even though Hermione had much more experience at this when compared to Luna's past encounters, the truth was she had only done it a handful of times. She would have preferred to start slower and take her time with Luna, but the blonde girl had her so hot that she couldn't control herself and had to get right to it. Just as she had hoped when she first agreed to this lesbian tryst, Luna was responding with loud and constant screams of approval.

"Yes, owww, awww, yes," Luna moaned while in pure bliss.

Hermione took Luna's reaction as a badge of honor and continued to shove her tongue into her pussy and explore her walls. She benefited from having a long tongue that was strong enough to worm inside the narrow opening and lap at as much of her surface as possible. Deciding to change things up slightly, Hermione stopped probing and instead used her tongue to repeated plunge in and out of her tight pussy.

"Damn this is hot," Draco thought as he started to stroke his erect member.

Just as Hermione had referenced before, having a girl going down on her was much different then when Neville had done it. Even though the two Gryffindor students had roughly the same experience with licking a girl, Hermione showed much more ability then the male. Having had many of men lick her pussy, the bushy-haired girl knew what felt good and what felt simply sublime. Using those memories and her ability to recall and reciprocate, Hermione was steadily pushing the younger blonde girl towards an inevitable orgasm.

Sensing that her partner was getting close, Hermione had just the idea that would push her over the edge and into her first of hopefully many orgasms Luna would have this night. Seamlessly swapping her tongue for two of her slim fingers, the Gryffindor girl worked her digits into her tight pussy. This left her tongue free to target Luna's exposed clitoris, attacking it with gentle precision. Clamping her lips around the tiny bud and still lapping it with her skilled tongue, Hermione began pounding her fingers into her at a rapid rate.

"UNNGGGHHHH," Luna let scream as she erupted into a powerful orgasm.

Hermione heard the scream, signaling that her hard worked had paid off and now was reaping the rewards. Once she felt the first bit of cum flow onto her fingers, which were fully submerged in the Ravenclaw girl, Hermione removed the digits and lowered her mouth onto her hole. Now able to better suck out the girl's sweet nectar, the bushy-hair girl devoured as much as she could.

Luna soon found out that her friend wasn't simply trying to retrieve the cum she'd blasted out when she first orgasmed. In actuality, Hermione wasn't slowing down, if anything she was pushing the pace again. Luna came again fairly quickly, then a third time in short succession. She stopped counting after that as the Gryffindor girl kept assaulting her pussy with a barrage of mouth, tongue, and fingers until she actually black out for a few moments.

When Luna came back to reality, she was pleased to find that Hermione had taken a break and had stopped licking her sensitive pussy. Even though every second of her treatment felt magical, she appreciated the break. The bushy-haired girl hadn't gone far though, quite the opposite, as her face was hovering close to Luna's.

"Did you want to experiment on me now? I don't want to push you into anything you don't want to

do though. If you'd rather not then I can just slip into Ron's bed later tonight and get him to make me cum hard," Hermione asked, her mouth still in Luna's juices.

"I've never done it before," Luna conceded.

"Don't let that be the only thing that stops you. I was Ginny's first and she was mine as well. We didn't know what we were doing but still managed to give each other an orgasm," Hermione replied. "Plus I can walk you through it or give you tips."

Luna thought about it for a second before replying, "I'd love to try to repay the favor. Just don't expect a lot."

"You're a Ravenclaw. Wit beyond measure. You know what I did to you so I'm guessing you won't be too bad at it," Hermione encouraged.

The pair started kissing and Luna understood then why Hermione was so eager to collect her cum after her orgasm. The trace remains still on the older girl's lips tasted extremely sweet and satisfying, making her ponder how it wasn't a flavor of those flavored beans Zonko sold. With the grace of a ballerina, the two girls moved in sync to roll over so that Hermione was the one with her head on the pillow, looking up at the blonde with the large eyes.

Summoning the courage of a Gryffindor, Luna gave her one last kiss before working her way down the girl's body. She hadn't noticed it, but some time between receiving the last of her orgasms and reawakening from her brief spell of unconsciousness, Hermione had managed to completely strip out of her school uniform. With no barrier between their warm bodies, Luna led a trail of kisses to each of Hermione's pleasantly sized tits, each topped with a bright pink, swollen nipple. Luna didn't want to waste too much time with foreplay in case her friend didn't like it. Kissing her way further down, her lips grazed over her flat stomach before arriving between her legs.

As Luna paused a moment for either appreciation of Granger's bald pussy or nervousness, Draco couldn't help but ponder whether Loony Lovegood would make his nemesis scream out like Ginny and Harry had done before. He got his answer quickly as Luna closed her eyes, extended her tongue and took a long lick of the entire length of Hermione's already wet pussy.

"Ahhh," Hermione moaned in appreciation.

The taste that had filled her taste buds was new and still foreign. Eager to please her lover, Luna started to lick along Hermione's pussy lips in a continuous fashion. This caused her to grow more accustom to the unusual flavor, in fact, she was beginning to like it more with each lick. The more times her tongue brushed over her pink slit, the more eager she become at lapping up more of the fluid until she realized she'd plunged her tongue right into Hermione's pussy in such of more.

"Oh yes Luna," Hermione called out loudly.

Now with the knowledge that she loved the taste of pussy, Luna was acting like a woman possessed. With no real motion in mind, the Ravenclaw girl was moving her tongue through Hermione's slit and into her hole with random, however it was very effective. Getting much more comfortable between a female's legs, Luna migrated north so that she could tease her friend's clit like she had done to her earlier. The proceeding chorus of moans was like music to both her's and Draco's ears.

Using the screams of pleasure as support, the blonde continued on with the sole goal of making her lover cry out in a beautiful orgasm. Hermione's hand was now placed firmly on the back of Luna's skull, trying desperately to push her face even further into her pussy. With the signs from her that

she was doing a good job, Luna was filled with confidence and licked her all the way until she came.

"OHHH MMYY GGOOOODDD," Hermione screamed wildly.

Remembering how the first orgasm only seemed to encourage Hermione to give her more, Luna was far from done with her lover. Drinking down the older girl's fluids, which tasted even better than her pussy, Luna sandwiched two of her tiny fingers together and slowly eased them into Hermione's extremely welcoming pussy.

"Ughhh," she moaned as her love hole was invaded.

Luna sunk the two digits deeper and deeper into Hermione's hole, just as the older girl had done to her no more than half an hour ago. Once they couldn't go any further, she started to withdraw them while simultaneously wiggling them around inside, trying to massage any part of her pussy that she came in contact with. Luna didn't have great idea of what she was doing, but judging by the choruses of groans she was continuing to receive from Hermione, she figured she was doing a good enough job.

Now getting adventurous, Luna decided to try something new again. Slowing her finger thrusting down, the next time she withdrew her digits from Hermione's hole she added a third. Going slowly, she re-inserted them into her hole and was pleased to find it accept it without trouble. Once the new finger was fully coated in her juices, Luna returned to her rapid pace she was using to slam into her friend.

"More," Hermione screamed.

Luna was already pumping three fingers into Hermione's gushing pussy so she pulled her hand away and squished her pinky finger next to the three that had already been inside her. With her four finger forming two rows of two, the blonde girl pressed it against her folds and watched all of them disappear inside with relative ease.

After working them all the way inside, Luna started to pump them in and out of her pussy, much to Hermione's pleasure. However, the feeling didn't last long until the bushy-haired girl felt like the four fingers weren't enough.

"Still...ahh...need more," she begged.

"But that would mean..."

"I know, I know. Just try it. See if I can take it," Hermione pleaded once again.

Luna nodded her head and proceeded to attempt exactly what Hermione wanted done. Once again she pulled her fingers out of Hermione's well-used mound so that she could bring her thumb to her mouth and suck on it. With a good amount of saliva coating the thicker digit, she pressed all five fingertips tightly together and positioned them at the entrance to the Gryffindor girl's pussy.

"You sure," Luna asked one more time.

"We can always stop if it's too much," she replied with certainty.

"You Gryffindors have always been known more for your bravery than brains," Luna said.

With those words spoken, Luna started to force her five fingers into the other girl's loosen hole. She made it all the way into the first knuckle before the tightness of Hermione's pussy kicked in

and made entry halt. Determined to try and give her lover exactly what she wanted, Luna started to repeatedly work the fingers in and out of her hole. Just like before, Luna felt her orifice start to yield and she soon was able to penetrate a little further.

"Holy crap I think she's actually going to do it," Draco thought.

Bound by fierce curiosity, Draco couldn't just sit back in his corner any longer. Silently standing up from the corner that he had been sitting in for the better part of an hour, the Slytherin boy tip-toed his way towards the bed that was occupied by the two naked girls. He arrived just in time to see Luna's determination reap its rewards as her fist finally slid into Hermione.

"Oh my God! Oh my God! Holy crap! UNGGHHHHHH," Hermione loudly shouted as she suffered one of the strongest orgasms of her life.

It was an odd sensation for Luna to feel Hermione's pussy clamp down in response to her orgasm. Unlike last time when it was only her two fingers inside the bushy-haired girl, this time the hole was squeezing tightly on her wrist as Hermione's cum oozed out onto her hand.

Both girls had sustained multiple orgasms and had put in a lot of energy to please one another in the process. They were utterly exhausted and smelled distinctly like sex. They took there time getting out of bed and back into their clothes before finally deciding to leave the comfort of the Room of Requirements. Both of them headed back to their Houses so that they could grab a long, warm shower before passing out for the night.

Hermione / Luna / Harry / Ron

Chapter Summary

After sparks flew in their one-on-one session, Hermione and Luna agree a foursome is in order

Title: Harry Potter And The Lure Of Lust: Part 18 - The Fantastic Four...Of Sorts Show: Harry Potter Author: The Chemist Pairings: Hermione/Luna/Harry/Ron Codes: MMFF, FF, Anal, DP, Oral, Orgy Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters or settings. I make no money from this story.

Something was bothering Hermione, and like most things that were challenging for her, she had to dwell on it until figuring it out. Last week she had a lesbian sex marathon with the underrated hottie Luna Lovegood. It wasn't her idea, that honor went to Ron, her current boyfriend. They had an odd dynamic at the moment, however they were pushing each other to new sexual highs, which was making them avoid bigger issues that eventually needed dealing with.

That wasn't what was bothering the academically gifted girl though. And it wasn't the pending foursome that was going to happen any night now. Having successfully engaged Luna in sex, she was now comfortable with the idea of joining Hermione, Ron and her own boyfriend Harry in what could only be described as an orgy. It would be the first time any of them took part in any sexual encounter with that many people, however the three Gryffindors had all slept together during the summer.

And that is what started her new obsession. At the end of the summer, when the three of them were first effected by the long-lasting lust potion, they couldn't stop themselves from wanting to fuck anything that moved. Most of the time it was with themselves, however they were more than willing to branch out. But now, 9 months later, Ron only had eyes for Hermione and Harry seemed to lose his affection for Ginny and was focused mainly on Luna, but also back to Hermione as well.

Unfortunately, there wasn't a whole lot of literature about that type of magic so research was becoming rather difficult. However, Hermione Granger wasn't simply a linear thinker. Using her superior logical and applied knowledge, she started turning her attention into other studies. And after nearly a week of searching, she finally had her answer.

Returning back to the common room, she found Harry and Ron sitting in the back corner. They were suppose to be doing the latest assignment that Professor Snape assigned them, however they seemed more interested in talking Quidditch tactics. As usual, the Gryffindor team was looking odds on favorite for the House title with only one game remaining against the Ravenclaw team, who were known more for their academic achievements rather than their athletic prowess.

"Hey Hermione," Ron said as she approached them, standing up to give her a kiss on the cheek.

"We need to talk guys," she replied.

"I hate when you say that," they groaned together before Harry added, "Why don't we just go up and practice for tomorrow night?"

"Tempting as that sounds," Hermione said, actually meaning it, "I have new information about that damn potion from the summer."

"What is it then," Ron asked. "Is it wearing off?"

"Quite the contrary actually. It's evolving," she told them. "It was just effecting us on a molecular level, essentially changing our physiology and how our bodies react hormonally to arousal..."

"Cut to the chase Hermione," Harry interrupted. "We aren't molecular engineers or physiologists. We don't need the background info, just the headline."

"Fine," she huffed while trying to keep her voice down. "The potion isn't just affecting us. It's now having an effect on others."

"How is that even possible? Our blood or spit is contagious or something," Ron questioned.

"No, but a really good guess Ronald. It's not contagious but we are now giving off pheromones," Hermione told them. Seeing the quizzical looks on their faces, she knew a further explanation was needed. "We are starting to give off these hormones that are making people horny. Essentially, the lust potion we have in us is starting to pass through us and have the same effect on people near us."

After taking a few seconds to let her statement sink in, Harry asked, "But no one has really thrown themselves at us."

"Haven't they been? Think about it. Ron and I have been shagging day and night practically when not long ago I hated his guts. He ran back into my bed even though I told him in the bitchiest way that I fucked around over Christmas, yet he forgot about that to get back inside me. And look at you. You were trying to be Mr. Sexual Responsible, yet now you want to fuck me silly, just like Ron does."

"What about Luna," Ron asked.

"That's why this took me a little longer to figure out. It was somewhat out of character for her to sleep with you, especially on a first date in the back of an alley on a garbage can no less. Hence the pheromone factor, she was highly attracted to you so getting in her pants or up her dress was so easy," she explained.

The trio continued to discuss Hermione's new theory in hushed voices. Even though it took a bit of him, namely because of how fast Hermione was speaking since she was so excited about answering an annoying problem. She went on to tell them why it was only the three of them plus Luna who had been affected by the pheromones. The trio were most susceptible since they had vast amounts of lust potion already in them that the pheromones were more easily able to affect. Luna had also been caught up in it since she had been dosed with lust potion twice, once by Draco and once by Slughorn. They remnant amount of the potion still in her system made her a bigger target.

"So what does this all mean," Harry asked once again.

"As far as I can see, it changes nothing. We can't stop the pheromones so all I can think of doing is...well...keep doing what we are already doing," she said with a slight blush.

"Hermione Granger, you little sex fiend," Ron laughed.

"Screw waiting for tomorrow night. We can just blow off this homework so that you and Luna can blow us," Harry joked.

"That will just be for starters," she replied. "And I'll do your homework afterwards."

"You'll be sleeping like a baby after we're done," Ron told her.

Since they we already sitting beside each other, Ron slid his hand onto her bare thigh. Moving it upwards along her milky white skin, the horny redhead went beneath her skirt so that his fingers were brushing against her panties. Already wet from merely talking about sex with the two boys for a couple of minutes, Ron moved the satin material aside so he could plunge two fingers into his girlfriend's pussy.

"Ughh," she moaned as he continuously finger blasted her pink hole.

"So I'll go make sure Luna is good for tonight," Harry started. Noticing what Ron was doing, Harry mirrored the same action and soon his two fingers were also being used to pump inside the young beauty. "And then we'll all meet in front of the RoR."

"Good...ahhh...idea," Hermione lowly grunted as four fingers were worked into her stretched pussy.

Hermione greedily let the boys continue to see-saw their fingers into her. When they first started her pussy had gotten instantly wet, but now that they had been going for a couple of minutes, she was damn near soaking the seat beneath her. Even though she knew that the main event up in the Room of Requirements would be the very definition of bliss, she was finding it hard to stop herself from the little review the boys were giving her now.

"I'll meet you guys in five minutes," Harry finally said, withdrawing his fingers from her dripping pussy. "Hopefully no one sees me running up to Ravenclaw with a boner."

As Harry stood up from the table, Ron continued pumping his fingers into his girlfriend's mound. To help take up some of the slack with Harry's departure, Ron added in two more fingers so that she still had 4 being stuffed inside her. While Harry started walking away, leaving Hermione silently moaning with Ron, he stopped while behind her and brought the digits that he used to finger-fuck her and placed them in her gaped mouth. As soon as they landed on her tongue, she clamped her lips around them and started to suck off every last trace of herself from them.

"This is going to be great," Ron said with glee.

Harry darted out of the Gryffindor common room and headed straight for the Ravenclaw tower. It was a few floors away and in a completely different section of the castle, but that wasn't going to stand in his way. With an extreme motivating factor pushing him on, the captain of the Quidditch team raced to his destination at pace he didn't think possible. As he arrived at the entrance to their common room, he knocked on the door and luckily some opened the door fairly rapidly.

"Hi. Was hoping you could get Luna to come to the door," Harry asked the younger student who had hadn't met before.

"Um...sure...err...be right back," the intimidated first year girl said to the most famous teenage wizard.

After only a minute the lovely Luna greeted a tired Harry at the entrance to her House tower. "Hi Harry. What are you doing here?"

"Tonight? Me, you, Hermione and Ron. Let's do it tonight," Harry blurted out.

Luna seemed to think about it for a couple moments before saying, "I did just finish my Rune essay so I'm free the rest of the night."

"Hope you had a big dinner, you'll need the energy," Harry told her before grabbing her by the hand and leading her towards the seventh floor.

The walls flew by them in a blur as the Chosen One led his girlfriend threw the halls. In record time, Harry and Luna arrived on the seventh floor. Finding the familiar blank slab of wall opposite the odd looking tapestry, Harry walked back and forth three times before the hidden entrance appeared. Opening the in-swinging door into the room, he allowed Luna to enter first before following her in.

"What took you too so long," Ron asked.

He was lying a top of the large bed in the center of the room with his beautiful girlfriend beside him. Ron's clothing was still fully intact while he had removed a good portion of Hermione's uniform, leaving her only in her underwear. The pair had apparently been making out before they got there, as Hermione was now kissing his neck until his lips met back with hers.

"We damn near broke the land speed record," Harry replied.

"So what are the rules," Ron asked, momentarily taking a break from making out with Hermione.

"What do you mean mate," Harry replied.

"Like do we have to stick to our own partners? So say I wanted to...sample Luna, would I be able to?"

All 3 sets of eyes turned their gaze towards the ditzy blonde to hear her response. "Well it would only be fair. I've already been with both Harry and Hermione so if you want to have sex with me too Ron, then I'd be happy to oblige."

"Great," Ron celebrated with elation.

"Anything else love," Hermione asked the younger girl. "Is it no holes barred or are you blocking the backdoor? I ask because the boys here are ass men."

"Um..." Luna said as she thought.

"You don't have to do anything you don't want babe," Harry assured her, even though he was hoping she agreed.

"They're very gentle and still are able to make me cum," Hermione added in. "The pain is overrated, it really doesn't hurt for more than a moment."

"Sure. Whatever or wherever you guys want," Luna answered.

"Yes," the boys cheered.

"Why don't Luna and I get each other warmed up while giving you two a show," Hermione suggested. "Come over and join me on the big Luna."

Luna walked from the doorway to the bed to join both Hermione and Ron on the bed. Hermione was already stripped of most of her clothes and was just left in her black bra and matching panties.

The pair were propped up on their knees beside each other. As Luna crawled on top of the large mattress and rested next to them in the same position, Ron gave his girl one last kiss before starting to move away. Stopping in his tracks, he remembered that Luna was fair game. Reaching out his arms to cup both sides of her face, he pulled her closer to him to bring her in for a long, tongue- filled kiss. Luna was apprehensive slightly at first but soon warmed to it and was now using her own tongue to lick his.

"Solid kisser," Ron commented. "No wonder you like her Harry."

Ron finally got off the bed to allow the two sexy girls to have fun with each other. Having slept with each other less than a week ago, the pair weren't as hesitant as the boys may have thought they would be. Already resting on their knees, the two girls came together and embraced with a soft kiss. Both of their arms almost simultaneously wrapped around the other's body as they pressed tighter to one another.

"This is...so...hot," Harry said as his eyes remained glued to the scene on the bed.

Hermione had unwound her arms from around Luna so that she could start removing her school uniform. They had to momentarily pause their steamy kissing so that the older girl could pull the grey sweater off of Luna's petite body. The pair resumed making out as Hermione continued to disrobe her. A quick tug and her Ravenclaw tie fell to the side of the bed before she pulled open her blouse to reveal the younger girl's white bra.

"Won't be needing this," Hermione told her. She never broke eye contact with Luna as she reached around her back, found the clasp of her bra and undid it.

"Pretty good size of tits considering how tiny she is," Ron commented to his best friend.

Moving her head back closer to Luna, Hermione wasn't aiming for her mouth anymore. Already using her hands to knead the Ravenclaw's bare boobs, Hermione clasped her lips around one of Luna's bright pink nipples and started to suck on it. Not wanting to forget about the other one, Hermione shifted her mouth over so that she could lick and suck on her other one as well.

"Ahhh...mmmmh...that feels so good," Luna moaned in response to all the attention. "But I'm not the only one with a pair of boobs."

Hermione pulled her lips from Luna's chest and sat back up tall. She helped her friend out by undoing her own bra and tossing it away so that she showed off her bare chest to the rest of the room. Everyone inside had already seen them before, but that didn't stop all 6 eyes from staring at the nice set of perky tits that the 16-year old possessed. Luna gave Hermione one last kiss before licking her way down her neck, over her collarbone then finally reached her tits and began licking them just as Hermione had done to her minutes prior.

"Ughh...you and that magical tongue of yours," Hermione complimented her. "But I want you to lay down honey."

Luna gave her small nipple a light bite before pulling away and laying flat on her back. Like a woman possessed, Hermione hooked her fingers into the waistband of Luna's skirt and ripped it down and off her legs, taking her panties with her in the process. With the Ravenclaw girl now stripped of all her clothes except for a pair of black knee high socks, Hermione got to see that she was still donning her same style of a shaven pussy with the exception of a small strip of blonde hair.

"Ughhh," Luna grunted as Hermione used her tongue to lick the length of her slit.

Hermione smiled then did the exact same move but was able to taste Luna's excitement this time around. She somehow tasted sweeter than the last time she could remember and was eager to insert her tongue deep into her tight teen pussy. Luna could simply moan loudly as Hermione continued to barrage her with an assault of pleasure to her love hole.

"You boys have an input," Hermione asked, the lower portion of her face smeared in a combination of her own saliva and Luna's juices.

"Well since she did say anything was fair game...why don't you move that skilled tongue of yours a little further south," Harry proposed.

"You want me to lick inside your girlfriend's asshole," Hermione asked to confirm.

"Yeah...if you're game," he retorted.

"Oh I'm more than game," she replied.

Getting Luna to roll back more on her shoulders, Hermione took up her position between her outstretched legs. Her ass was further up in the air, which allowed the bushy-haired girl to take sight of Luna's tiny puckered butthole. Grasping each of her cheeks with her hands, Hermione pulled them as far apart as she could. To her satisfaction, Luna's backdoor gaped open just enough for Hermione to lean in and stuck the tip of her tongue inside to search around.

"Whoaa," Luna screamed.

It was an unusual feeling to have not only her ass pulled open, but then have a wet, wiggly object inserted into it. The more Hermione lapped inside her bowels and tried to shove more of her tongue into Luna, the more what initially felt complete strange and bizarre was now becoming erotic.

"I think she's really enjoying it," Ron commented to Harry.

"Agreed...it's just too hard to tell which one of them is enjoying it more," Harry replied.

Ron had to concur with his friend as it seemed that they were both taking pleasure for their roles. Luna was finding having her asshole rimmed quite enjoyable and was moaning nearly unstoppably. Meanwhile, Hermione was seeming to be getting off on licking inside another girl's rectum.

"Maybe I...ummm...should repay...ahhhh...the favor to...ughhh...her," Luna said.

"Okay Luna, now we want Hermione to sit on your pretty little face," Ron instructed with pausing to think.

Just like a few nights prior, the younger girl was eager to pay back her debt to her more experienced partner. Once Hermione finally removed her tongue from her asshole, Luna was able to go back flat on her back. Hermione stood up onto her feet while balancing on the soft surface of the bed and faced away from the boys, who were off to the side of the room. Moving her hips side- to-side, the horny girl inched her thong from the crack of her ass and slowly down her legs until kicking it off without regard where it landed.

"Seriously, that is the most perfect ass in existence," Harry said to Ron.

"You don't even know the half of it...yet," he replied.

With all of her clothing now fully removed, the very naked girl got in position by placing a foot on either side of Luna's head. Sinking down to her knees, a position she found herself in quite

frequently over the past 9 months, her bald pussy hovered a mere inch above the blonde's eager mouth. Using actions to show Hermione she was ready and very willing, Luna craned her neck up so that she could take a swipe of her bright pink pussy with her tongue.

"Ahhh," Hermione moaned in response. "Glad to see you didn't forget our lesson from last week."

Now knowing that her partner was very receptive to their second lesbian encounter, Hermione completely bent her knees and placed her wet pussy right on Luna's face. The smaller girl showed no signs of hesitation as she started to worm her tongue into Hermione's love hole instantly. The bushy-haired girl got caught up in the moment completely and lost control of her leg muscles so she found herself with her pussy pressed firmly on Luna's mouth. Luckily she regained enough composure to realize she was cutting off the blonde's air supply and pushed off her enough to let her get some air in.

Seemingly unfazed by the temporary lack of oxygen, Luna gripped her friend by her rounded hips and made Hermione come back down onto her lips. Harry and Ron stood not far from the bed and watched with raging erections as Hermione grinded her pussy all over Luna's face. The Gryffindor girl had her hands clasped tightly on the headboard as she rode Luna's face, not caring in the slightest what her slit was rubbing over, whether it be her tongue, chin or nose, as it all felt terrific.

"Fuck you're a good at this lesbian stuff now," Hermione complimented her.

"Taught by the best," Luna replied, her face completely covered in the layer of Hermione's juices. "But lean further back now."

Having to take her hands away from the top of the bed, Hermione had to arch her back so that she could rest her hands on the bed behind her in order to keep her balance. The resulting position caused her pussy to move further up Luna's face by her nose while Hermione's backdoor was now resting above the blonde's mouth.

"Ughhh...I forgot how weird and hot this feels," Hermione said while Luna licked the edges of her butthole.

Luna would normally have never of even thought to rim another girl's ass, yet here she was trying to wiggle her tongue into one of her best friend's dumper. She didn't know what had gotten into her, even though the trio knew exactly why, but she was fully committed to whatever happened inside the room tonight.

"Do you think...ahhh...we...mmmhmmm...should let the boys...ughhhh...in now," Hermione suggested.

"I suppose," she replied.

Before either girl could look over at them, the two boys had joined them on the mattress. There was a cloud of clothes as they both rapidly pulled off their clothes until the floor around the bed was littered with their school robes. Hermione had just enough time to swing her leg back over Luna's head so she was no longer resting her whole weight on the tiny blonde's mouth.

"Whoa," Hermione shrieked with excitement as Ron practically tackled her to the bed.

With Ron and Hermione rolling around together naked off to one side of the enormous bed, Harry laid down onto of Luna, who had remained on her back. As the Chosen One and the Ravenclaw girl kissed, he could taste the lingering flavor of Hermione's juices in her mouth. It reminded him of the few times he was lucky enough to share a bed the talented young witch while

simultaneously exciting him since he'd get his chance again shortly. As the faint traces of Hermione disappeared from his girlfriend's mouth. Harry now kissed her harder to be sure he had tasted every last remains.

"Such a good kisser," Luna complimented him. "But Hermione and I kind of teased you with that little show of ours, so why don't we prove that we can take care of our men too."

"No complaints from me," Harry said with a big smile still plastered on his face.

Luna finished giving him one last before they flipped over so the Chosen One was lying comfortably on his back with his erect 8-inch cock pointing towards the ceiling. With Harry in place, the pretty blonde crawled her way down his lean body until coming to rest between his spread legs. As if she's been doing it for years, Luna began stroking his length before lowering her head and encompassing his tip in her warm mouth.

"Mmmhh...that feels like bliss," the Quidditch captain groaned.

Happy that her oral skills were up to his pleasing, the Ravenclaw girl moved her hand further down his shaft in order for her lips to progress down. She still wasn't mastered in the ways of deep throating, like her brunette counterpart she was sharing a bed with, but she was eager to improve. Taking as much of him into her cavity as possible, she felt his head pressing on the back of her throat. Pretending like she was in the doctor's office, Luna attempted to say 'ahhhh' and it worked out perfectly. She made a grunting noise but was able to open her throat up wider and slide the rest of Harry's cock into her mouth until her lips were pressed against his curly pubic hair.

"Holy crap! I'd have never of guess Loony could do that," Ron exclaimed.

Even though he had been passionately making out with his own gorgeous girlfriend, all while she stroked his fat dick, Ron couldn't help but watch what the tiny blonde was doing with his best friend. Now knowing that her actions weren't doing enough to hold the redhead's concentration, Hermione went for an equally aggressive approach.

"Don't call her Loony dear, and since you like what she's doing so much, why don't you ask her to try it on you," Hermione suggested.

Her comment was enough to get the other three's attention as Ron stopped kissing her, Harry turned his gaze towards her and even Luna pulled his now spit-coated shaft from her gullet. As if to come down the situation yet get the scene back in motion, Hermione moved away from Ron and got on her knees right beside the blonde girl. She gave her a soft kiss before taking her hand and leading her to between Ron's legs.

"You completely sure? He's your boyfriend and everything, I don't..."

"Shh," Hermione told her, pressing her index finger to her friend's lips. "This is what tonight is all about, experimenting, having a good time with whoever we want. You and I have already fooled around, and you just gave Harry an amazing, albeit short, blowjob. Now I want you to use that talented mouth and suck off my boyfriend's dick."

Seeing that the bushy-haired girl meant every word of what she had just spoken assured Luna that it would be perfectly fine to fool around with Ron. Pulling her long blonde hair behind her head, she slowly lowered down to Ron's lap, watching Hermione's face for any sense of regret. By the time she opened her mouth and had it hovering right over his cock, there was still not even the slightest flicker of indecision in her eyes so she descended further and engulfed the first half of his erect shaft.

"Whoa Harry, you got yourself a keeper," Ron commented as Luna slurped her way down his pole.

"No kidding, she's great ain't she," he replied.

"Well hopefully I'll be able to maintain the high level of blowjobs that your used to receiving," Hermione told him while setting up between his legs.

Taking his shaft in her small hand, she gave it a few quick pumps and observed as some of his pre- cum spilled out the slit. Not about to waste the early chance of tasting come of his delicious offerings, Hermione bent down and took just his tip into her mouth so that she could gather the liquid on her tongue and savor the taste before swallowing it down.

"Something tells me you'll do just fine," Harry replied.

Both boys were in absolute heaven at the moment and they knew that this was only the beginning of the night. Luckily since they knew that this evening was coming for almost a week, they were able to properly prepare. A letter to his twin brothers along with some of Harry's Galleons was enough to secure them their latest product; a solution that held off an orgasm for quite some time. They both took it before going to the room tonight and were both thinking how it was going to be worth every dime.

They both laid with their heads on the pillows at the head of the bed and their legs spread wide open. Between their legs, the other's girlfriend was busy pleasing them orally. Luna was servicing Ron and showcasing her new found ability to take a dick into her throat, much to his liking. Meanwhile, no more than an arm's length over in the abnormally large bed was Harry and Hermione. Even if the room was pitch black, one would still be able to pinpoint where exactly the pair were given the loud slurping noises that were being produced by the Gryffindor girl as she eagerly sucked on her friend's swollen member.

"Mind if I just go right for the good stuff," Ron asked while rubbing the tip of his saliva-covered penis on her backdoor.

Hermione was so focused on her task of giving Harry a great blowjob that she didn't feel or hear Luna and Ron moving around on the opposite side of the bed. Now though, her boyfriend was stationed directly behind her with his thick head pressed against her tightly constricted rosebud, awaiting word that he could penetrate.

"You are an ass-man through and through Ronald Weasley," Hermione told him. "Go ahead honey."

She was no stranger to anal sex, especially with him, but the initial penetration was always uncomfortable. She was happy that it no longer hurt having her anus forcibly entered, but it still took a minute until the unusual sensation was bypassed and the immense pleasure that anal sex caused took over. Luckily, having Harry's cock to suck on through the process not only distracted her from that, but made it feel hotter knowing that she was able to please two men at the same time.

"Mind if I steal you back," Luna said to her boyfriend.

"Not at all love," Harry replied.

He was able to pull himself away from Hermione's mouth, which was no small feat given how much she seemed to thoroughly enjoy slobbering on his cock. This left Ron to enjoy her full attention as he pounded into her fresh asshole from behind her while on her hands and knees.

Getting back to the girl he brought to the Room of Requirements, he brought her in for a long kiss before softly placing her on her back. Already between her smooth legs, he pressed his chest against her firm tits while inserting himself into her pink folds.

"Ahhh," she moaned as he penetrated her.

She wasn't far removed from being a virgin so Harry had to temper his passion and start off slow and shallow for her. However, barely half a minute had elapsed before the tiny blonde had wrapped her legs around his torso and dug her heels into his buttock. Taking it as a clear sign that she was completely ready, Harry tossed aside his caution and was now stroking his entire unsheathed length into her tight pussy.

Not satisfied with the amount of power he was able to generate, Harry peeled himself off her chest and propped himself onto his knees. Now looking down on the thin girl, he was able to grasp her hips and plow into her with maximum force. As his pelvis smacked into hers, there was a loud crash of flesh contacting flesh which was strong enough to make her tits bounce. Smiling with the result, Harry did the same thing over and over again as he fucked her with as much speed and depth as possible. The new position also allowed him to work a finger down her body to that his thumb could reach out and rub on her clit.

"Yes Harry...just like that...fuck it feels so good getting it this deep and this hard," Luna encouraged, her orgasm rapidly approaching. "Make me cum baby...please make me cum."

Tightening the grip on her hips with his one hand and quickening the rubbing through her folds with the other, Harry's sole goal at that minute was to give Luna her best orgasm to date. Bucking his hips into her as deep as he could, the Boy Who Lived was working up a sweat but he couldn't be bothered by the fatigue mounting in his legs because he had a job to do. Fortunately for him, his unbelievable efforts didn't go unnoticed as they were just about to bring the Ravenclaw to her first of many orgasms on the night.

"Ohhhhh...yessssss," Luna screamed. "Unnggghhhhh!!"

And with her last moan, she arched her back towards the ceiling and felt herself be washed over in a wave of absolute bliss.

"Good job mate," Ron congratulated him for giving his girl a powerful orgasm.

"As a reward, why don't you sit back and let me take care of you for a bit? Seems like you could use a nice ride right about now," Hermione asked him.

Even though Harry would have loved to stick his tongue deep into Luna's pussy and suck out every droplet of her sweet-as-candy cum as he could, there was no way he could pass up the chance to bone the hottest girl in school. Pulling out of the blonde-haired girl, he nestled back on the bed with his head returning to the fluffy pillows. It didn't please either Ron and Hermione when she crawled forward, causing his cock to pull out of her asshole for the foreseeable future, but they knew that they wouldn't be apart long.

As Hermione slowly and seductively crawled her way towards Harry's lap, Ron turned his gaze to the tiny blonde girl. The Gryffindor boy was conflicted on what he wanted to do with Luna as part of him wanted to watch her suck on his cock, the very cock that thirty seconds prior had been in Hermione's backdoor. Yet there was another part of him that wanted to reap the benefits of Harry's hard work and lick out her pussy in order to devour her cum. Then he realized that he could treat himself to both. Straddling the pretty girl's face, Ron placed his cock in her mouth and waited for her to start blowing him. It took her a second to smap out of her post-orgasm delirium, but then she

returned to the slut she was and started sucking the taste of Hermione's ass off the redhead's dick. As she did that, bringing much pleasure to him to see her degraded like that, Ron bent down so his mouth was close to her pussy and stuck his tongue into her folds.

"Mmm that's tasty," Ron thought as she dug in deeper for more. "I wonder if Harry and Hermione are enjoying themselves as much as I am right now."

"May I," Harry asked while lining up the tip of his cock with Hermione's butthole.

Feeling him already in position, with his bulbous head pressed snuggly against her clenched hole, Hermione let her actions speak for her response. Sinking further down onto her knees, she was in a fight with her willpower versus her anal sphincter, but she also had gravity and Harry pulling her downward to help her. That was enough to swing the fight in her favor as she felt her butthole stretch around his pole and take him inside.

"Ungghh...so good every time," she told him while looking back over her shoulder at him.

With her ass loosened already from Ron's comprehensive probing not long ago, Hermione was able to work Harry's slightly longer, albeit slimmer, cock all the way into her backdoor in no time at all. With no pain to deal with, the two Gryffindors were feverishly slamming into one another as their raw passion bubbled to the surface.

"Oh yes Harry. Fuck me hard in my slutty ass," she begged.

Hermione was raising up and coming completely free of his tip before throwing herself back down, impaling herself fully each time. That worked just fine for the boy with the lightning scar as the feeling of his cock getting constantly squeezed by her tightest of her holes was nearly magical. He was adding in just as much by lifting his hips clear off of the mattress to meet her on her way down in order to drive his erection as deep as possible into her bowels.

"Care to try something new," Ron asked her, appearing in front of her.

"Whatever...ahhh...you had...ohhh...in mind...yesss...is good...mmmm...with me," Hermione panted.

Pushing on her shoulders, she got the hint and stopped her reckless ride on Harry's shaft. She took her friend as deep into her rectum as possible while watching as her boyfriend moved closer so that he was now between both of their sets of legs. Even though he was deprived of the energetic ride she was doing, Harry was still making use of her asshole by thrusting his hips sharply upward, which allowed him to move most of his length in and out of her backdoor.

"Whoa this is sexy," Luna commented as she watched Ron drive his cock into Hermione's pussy while his friend simultaneously was poking her asshole.

"OH MY GOD," Hermione screamed at the top of her lungs while her two best friends penetrated both of her holes at the same time.

It was a new and intense experience for all three parties involved. For Harry and Ron, even though they had both fucked her in both holes on their own, it was entirely a different situation now. Having both of their cocks in her at the same time caused them to become tighter, which suited the boys just fine. Also, the friction they felt on the thin membrane separating her rectum and pussy added an extra dimension for them that was making them speed towards their orgasm.

Hermione thought that she was going to be ripped in two when Ron first added his cock to her pussy when her ass was already be occupied, but not only was there no pain, it was actually feeling

insanely hot. She loved having sex with her boyfriend and she also enjoyed knocking boots with Harry, so having them at the same exact time was something of a dream come true for the wavy- haired girl. And being best friends caused them to naturally have a good rapport, which included their ability to double-team her. Working in perfect synchronicity, the Gryffindor men plowed into her rhythm. When Harry was plunging deep within her colon, Ron was on his way out of her pussy and when he was driving into her womb, Harry was withdrawing from her.

"I think she's about to explode any second," Luna observed while watching from less than a foot away.

"Ugghhhh...you're definitely right about that Luna," Hermione answered. "Yes Harry...yes Ron...make me cum!"

Both boys were happy that they had taken the untested potion that would hold off their orgasms as they stepped up their effort. Thrusting harder than either one of them would have ever thought to try for fear of hurting their partner, they discarded that notion and gave the stunning witch exactly what she was pleading for. As the continued to rock her body and drive her closer and closer to another orgasm, the boys couldn't help but feel their magical resistance starting to ebb.

"Fuck I can't keep this pace up for too much longer," Ron grunted.

"Me neither," Harry agreed. "Your girlfriend is some kind of sex freak."

"AHHH...you don't...OHHHH...know the half...UGHHH...of it Harry," Hermione added. "OHHHH YESSSS! I'm cumming!"

True to her word, the next time both men slammed their cocks into each of her holes proved to be the catalyst she needed. Arching her back, Hermione was unaware of the screams that were being hurled out from mouth as the world around her seemed to go black as her mind was overwhelmed by the intense pleasure that she was experiencing.

"Death by sex," Luna joked as she observed Hermione's body go completely limp on Harry's chest.

"I feel her breathing," the Chosen One replied.

"Either way, she's done for the night. But the problem remains is that there are still two dicks with loads of cum still waiting to be unloaded," Ron said while pulling his member out from his girlfriend's pussy.

"I think I might be able to help with that," Luna piped up.

If she had witness the two boys double penetrating the attractive Gryffindor girl, or any other female for that matter, yesterday then Luna probably would have disapproved from the unset and get herself as far from the situation as possible. However, at the current moment she couldn't help but be more turned on now than ever before. The two best friends and their gorgeous brunette lover were so vastly experienced sexually that it was arousing her rather than intimidating her like it had in the past.

"Was really hoping you'd say that," Ron replied as he and Harry safely moved Hermione off to the far side of the bed before returning their gaze back to the thin blonde.

"I don't think I'm ready for what just happened to Hermione, but I'm willing to take you both on at the same time until you cum all over my pretty little face," Luna told them.

"Definitely a great choice for a lover Harry," Ron said to his best mate.

"Appreciate that. Well since I just plowed your girl up her ass, it would only be fair if I returned the favor and gave you first crack at Luna's," Harry offered. "Besides you have taken an anal virginity before so will probably make it a lot easier for her."

Ron smiled his thanks to his best friend before setting his sex hungry gaze back to the delicious blonde in front of him. Setting up the two of them how he pleased, Ron instructed Harry to sit at the top of the bed and for Luna to get on her hands and knees between his legs. Without needing anymore orders, Luna opened her mouth and started to slurp on her boyfriend's long cock as Ron set up behind her. His shaft was still plenty wet from having Hermione's cum all over it so he placed the tip right against Luna's tightly puckered asshole. Testing her hole, he attempted to push inside her but all his effort was for not as it didn't yield whatsoever.

"The trick is having them distracted, like getting them to focus on sucking a dick or in extreme cases, like your girl's tight butthole, extra steps are needed," Ron described before taking his finger and rubbing her clit. "Then you want to get her use to the idea by sticking a finger in."

Ron brought a finger from his other hand up to his mouth a spat a good amount of spit on it. Taking it down, he smeared some of the liquid on Luna's rosebud before trying to push his digit inside. Her hole was even tighter than Hermione's, a fact that Ron wouldn't have thought could have been true, but after some perseverance, her anus gave up and allowed him entry. After giving her a moment to adjust to having her virgin hole breached for the first time, her muscles relaxed and he was able to work the length of finger into her.

"Oohmmm," Luna groaned in a mixture of shock and pleasure.

"Hermione said it was weird the first time. Not really painful but felt foreign then started to feel really good," Ron comforted the girl. "And now that she's prepared, we go back to the real mission."

Still using his finger to rub her clit, Ron pulled the finger on his other hand from her anus so that he could fully grasp the base of his cock. Lining it back up with her tight hole, this time when he tried to enter her asshole he had success as he watched his head slip inside her. The fact he didn't try to ram any more of himself into her plus the pleasure she was getting from her clit meant Luna barely felt any pain as her ass was stretched wider than it had ever been.

It was an odd feeling for Luna as she had her ass probed by a cock. Although the stigma with anal sex was that it hurt a lot, she didn't find that to be true at the moment. Ron was being very gentle with her but when she looked back she noticed that he had already pushed half of his length into her virgin asshole.

"Ughh," Luna moaned as Ron started to ease more of his shaft inside her. "Faster."

Ron and Harry were both surprised by how quickly the thin girl was familiarizing herself with getting fucked in the ass. They were both initially worried that Ron's width was literally going to rip in her apart, but she proved resilient and was starting to feel twinges of pleasure, now especially that Ron had started to give it to her faster.

Ron would have loved to slam his cock deep into her ass and repeatedly do so at a frantic tempo, but her hole was way too tight for that. As a consequence of her rectum clenching his dick so fiercely, the ginger-haired teenager was resigned to a moderate pace with only about half his length getting the pleasure of stroking inside the blonde. In all honestly it suited him just fine as his sole goal was finally being able to unload his massive wad of cum and it wasn't going to last much longer.

"Shit. Gonna cum," Ron grunted with desperation.

He pulled his cock immediately from her asshole and watched as the large gap quickly tightened back up as if his thick member had never entered her. Pulling her backwards so that her mouth was pulled away from wrapped around Harry's dick, the blonde found herself on her back with the redhead kneeling beside her head. His one hand grapped the back of her head while the other stroke his member until it exploded. Aiming his slit right at the pretty girl's face, Ron grunted as his jizz shot out of him and plastered every inch of her face in his magically increased load.

"Whoa that was a lot of cum," Luna commented once Ron finished.

"My turn to get in your only hole I haven't had yet," Harry told his jizz-covered girlfriend.

Now that Ron had taken her virginity and was just buried inside her rectum no more than 30 seconds ago, Harry found it easy to gain entrance. Since his best friend had done the hard work and slowly introduced Luna to anal, Harry was able to reap the benefits as his cock was able to fully impale her hole without pain at all. His pace wasn't going to set any records, but the fact that he could look down and see his shaft entirely buried in her tiny asshole was almost enough to make him cum right then.

"I'm so close," Luna groaned. "Need to cum again so bad."

Harry was amazed that the gorgeous blonde was going to have an orgasm while her anal virginity was being taken from her. He imagined it had a lot to do with the rubbing his finger was doing on her clit but he could also tell that she was really enjoying herself with a cock up her bowels.

"I need to blow too," Harry warned.

It was tough for anyone to tell which of them came first as they was a loud series of grunts and screams before they both were lying on their backs and panting for air. Harry had pumped so much of his cum into the girl that the white stick fluid was pouring out of her asshole and pooling on the mattress below. That was the last thing either of them remembered as they soon drifted off into a sex-induced sleep.

Tonks/Harry, Hermione/Dennis/Colin

Chapter Summary

Smutty public sex in the penultimate chapter in the series

Title: Harry Potter And The Lure Of Lust: Part 19 - The Latest Development Show: Harry Potter Author: The Chemist Pairings: Tonks/Harry, Hermione/Colin Creevey/Dennis Creevey Codes: mF, mmf, fist, oral Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters, nor do I have anything to do with it. I make no money from this work of fiction. Enjoy

Things had settled back down to a normal level after the orgy that Harry, Hermione, Ron and Luna had partaken in with each other. All four of the participants had enjoyed the event immensely and were more than willing to jump back in the sack with one another at the next available moment.

However that is where the problem lied. Luna may have been sexually enhanced when in Harry's presence, but she was still a witch who prided herself on her studies so that was now taking up much of her time. It was a similar story with Hermione because as the school year ticked away and exams came nearer, her bookwork naturally increased.

"We just had to fall for smart girls," Ron said to Harry as the pair made their way back to the castle after Quidditch practice.

"I know," Harry agreed. "I'm down to 3 or four times a week since we all hooked up. It's really slowed down for me."

"Hermione and I still do it daily but we don't have any of our long sex marathons. We go just long enough to satisfy her craving then she rolls over and flips open a damn book," Ron complained.

"You two are wankers, you know that," Ginny said as she approached them from behind without either of them knowing. "You're barely 16 and you're complaining about not getting laid enough? How clich ! Worse is that you are having more sex then most people."

"What's wrong with her," Harry asked Ron as his sister stormed further ahead towards the castle.

"Not sure. She's got OWLs coming up so I suppose she's stressed about it. Plus I hear her and Dean are on the rocks, fighting a lot more. That's what Hermione told me," Ron answered.

"Women," they laughed.

"Actually would you mind doing me a favor tonight. I need to send off an owl to my brothers but I have to go serve detention with McGonagall right after I shower up," Ron asked.

"Yeah sure. I'm not really up to much tonight," Harry answered. "Just throw it on my bed before you leave."

"Hey Tonks," Harry said as he came upon the Auror on his way to the Owlery. "What are you doing here?"

"It's dangerous times Harry so Dumbledore wants extra protection at the school so I patrol the halls from time to time," Tonks replied.

Even as she was giving her answer, Harry's mind started to drift to sexual thoughts. Ever since the orgy with Luna, Hermione and Ron he hadn't had sex. For a normal person this would have made them horny but for Harry with the lust potion flowing through his veins, it made him sex-crazed.

"So how are things with Lupin," Harry blurted out with regard for whether the question was too personal.

"You've grown to be more forward," she laughed before reverting to more of a sad face. "He is still rejecting my desire to be with him. Says that he's too poor and old and dangerous to be with me."

"Man I may have a point," Harry replied while stepping closer to the pretty Auror.

"Seriously? He takes his meds when it's the full moon so the werewolf thing isn't an issue. Besides, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named is back so it's a dangerous time for everyone," she replied as though she'd given this answer a hundred times already. "And what's money matter when you're in love?"

"But the age," Harry retorted while coming even closer to her so that he was right in front of her. "He's pushing 40 while you're barely in your mid-20s."

Harry thought that by getting closer to the older witch that his pheromones he was unconsciously secreting would take greater affect on her. And sure enough it was. The tiny chemicals that were being released from his skin as a side effect of the mutation of the lust potion were floating up into Tonks' nose and traveling right to her brain. She may not have known why but at the very second she found Harry Potter to be the sexiest man alive and it was taking every ounce of her fiber not to jump him right then and there.

"Enough of this talk about Lupin. You were heading to the owlery right? Why don't I walk you there," she asked him.

"After you," he replied.

Although Harry had every intention of being a faithful boyfriend to Luna Lovegood, the blonde wasn't even a consideration at this point. His genitals were doing all the thinking at this point and they were instructing him to bend the sexy Auror over the nearest surface and fuck her brains out once they had some privacy.

As the two continued walking at a brisk pace along the corridor, Harry had his eyes glued to Tonks and was taking in every single physical feature. The tight leather jacket she wore was undone so he was able to get a good look at her large tits as she pressed against the grey shirt she was wearing. They were much bigger than Luna's and Hermione's and even Ginny's tits, but by being a metamorph she could choose to have them any size she wanted. Her tits were clearly her best asset, but that didn't mean she didn't have a great ass as well. Although her hind-quarters weren't as great as Hermione's ass, it was still a thing to behold as it bubbled out from her back.

After a short trip up the stairs in the brisk March air, they arrived at their intended destination. Although originally planning on mailing off a letter, Harry couldn't even remember who it was for now that he was finally alone with the horny witch. HE closed the heavy wood door behind him

before uttering a locking charm to make sure that there were no unforeseen visitors, even though at this time of night that seemed highly unlikely.

"Well I'm happy to make sure you arrived safely and without altercation," Tonks told him. "Now is there anything else I can help you with?"

Harry smiled then close the distance between them. Stretching out his long arms, he used them to wrap around her and pull her body against his. She tenses up for a moment as the 16 year old brought her in for a warm embrace, hoping that he would make a move and have sex with her. Harry squeezed a little tighter so that he was able to feel her large, firm tits press against his chest even through the leather jacket.

Harry leaned down and pressed his lips against hers, bringing her in for a passionate kiss that she was all too willing to respond to by kissing him right back. As the pair smacked their mouths together and introduced one another's tongues to each other, Harry gripped the shoulder of her jacket and peeled it off her arms before discarding it haphazardly onto the ground.

His hands didn't stop being active once he removed her jacket though. Sliding them down her back he reached under her skirt in order to cup her taut ass. All that was separating his hands from the naked flesh of her firm globes was a pain or grey tights she wore to keep her athletic looking warm. As he squeezed her perfectly shaped ass, he pressed her tighter against him so that she could feel the bulge in his pants.

"Someone seems to be well endowed," she commented as she felt his hard-on press against the inside of her thigh.

"You know it. Do you know what I'm going to do to you with it," he asked her while lightly nibbling on her neck.

"You're going to have sex with me," she replied with excitement.

"No Tonks," Harry replied while moving his hand to the front and rubbing her pussy through her tights. "I'm going to fuck you. I'm going to press you against that brick wall, slide your panties off and make you scream loader then you thought possible.

Harry watched as a wide grin covered the Auror's face upon hearing his detailed explanation of what he was about to do with her. Her mouth hungrily envolped his lips as she resumed kissing him while pressing hard into his fingers that continued to rub her twat under her skirt.

Tonks pushed away from him just enough so that her hand could rub against him, allowing her to grip his boner as much as possible through his jeans. Harry gasped in response, half in pain and half in pleasure as the cock-hungry women looked him in the eye with a gaze portraying lust. He feels her tugging at his pants then lets out a loud sigh of relief when her hand fishes out his cock, freeing it from its painful restraint. She gave his shaft a long, hard stroke from base to top and then back to the base again, making Harry groan and surge forward.

Allowing the Auror to take control of the situation, he watches as she drops to her knees in front of him with his cock dangling right in her face. Opening her mouth, Tonks sticks out her tongue and circles the head of his dick which elicits a load groan of approval from the wizard. Happy that he's enjoying her oral service, she next licks just under his tip before taking it right to the base of his member in order to lick back all the way to the head and circle around it again.

"Good girl," Harry told her between grunts.

Looking down, Harry could see her smile before watching intently as her lips quickly sucked the tip of his cock inside her mouth and then swallow half of his shaft in the blink of an eye. Harry kept looking down and watching as the talented cocksucker had her lips stretched to accommodate his impressive size as it slid in and out of her mouth. Without thought he winds his hands in her shoulder-length bubblegum pink hair in order to help control her and how much of his cock that she'd be sucking on.

While continuously bobbing on his pole while maintaining near constant suction, Harry felt the head of his cock poke against the back of her mouth. By his total surprise Tonks starts to swallow him down her throat. He was a huge fan of a girl taken his cock down their gullet as he found the sensation of their throat muscles contracting on his sensitive flesh to be one of the true joys in life. She didn't hold his in her throat for very long though as she continued to bob on his length. However, to Harry's satisfaction she kept drawing him a little deeper into her throat until her nose was pressed into his matted pubic hair.

Harry was almost at the point of orgasm and the thought of shooting his considerable amount of cum right down her throat was an intriguing possibility. However he really had his mind made up on getting his dick inside her so he knew he had to cut his blowjob short this time. Yanking up on her hair with the hand that was gripping it, Tonks was forcibly pulled away from his groin as his spat-coated cock now dangled free. Kissing her with ferocity he backed her up until she felt the hard touch of brick on her back.

"No bra. I like that," Harry said as he tore off her shirt to reveal her large D-cups. Not only were they the biggest pair he had seen, but they also had the most perfect rounded shape without even a suggestion of sagging. It was almost as if her tits were being held up by an invisible bra as they appeared that perky. To top it all off, her mounds were capped by silver dollar-sized bright pink nipples that stood erect due to the chill in the air.

"I can grow my boobs any size I want so I don't need a bra to make them look perky since I can just do that on my own," the metamorphic witch replied.

Not really listening to her response, Harry grabbed her shoulders and spun her on the spot so that she was now facing the back wall. He reached forward, then hook his thumbs inside her tights and pull them down her strong legs until they drop to the floor. Since her skirt was flipped up onto her back, there was now no barrier left standing between his well lubed cock and her pink pussy.

Gripping the base of his cock, Harry prodded the entrance of her mound with his head. "Whoa you are gushing like a fountain."

"I'm so horny. Now slam that cock in my slutty hole," Tonks begged.

Harry gladly fulfills her request as he closes the short distance between them and eased his throbbing member into her pussy. Her snug hole immediately gripped him on all sides as he slowly made his way in, feeling like the most magnificent massage a human could ever receive. As her velvety grip squeezes each new inch of him as he went deep into her, Harry couldn't help but be impressed of how tight she was. He figured that a woman as sexy as Tonks would have been filled by her fair share of cocks, but she was in great shape in her lower regions.

"You feel so good," Harry commented as his organ was submerged deeper and deeper into her wet heat.

Harry hadn't realized that he was now fully inside of the busty Auror until he felt the exposed skin above his pubic hair pressed against the slopes of her ass cheeks. He can't help note how sensual it feels to feel her warm skin against his in the cool air with his cock buried deep in her pussy. He

savors the second for another moment before withdrawing half his length only for him to slam it back into her. The force causes her push forward and she wouldn't have any other way.

"Yeah Harry, give it to me hard like that," she begs.

He is more than willing to compile with her wishes and fuck her as hard as he can. Harry continues to pull mostly out of her pussy before plowing it back into her but seems to generate more and more force with each thrust. He had never been more pleased of his athletic and strong body as he was right then as his legs were able to produce enough power that he demanded out of them. Tonks was pushed so far forward as a result that her entire body was pressed flat against the cold slab of the brick wall but the almost painful sensation of her sensitive nipples was helping build her orgasm more powerful by the second.

Harry would normally have tried to grope her wonderfully huge tits more or kneed her rounded ass but all of his focus was going into plowing the talented witch through the wall if possible. Tonks tries to push her hips back to meet Harry's and the result is fantastic for both of them. The slapping noise of flesh meeting flesh is drowned out by both of their screams of erotic joy as Harry's shaft is driven even deeper and more forcibly into her tight mound, the massaging sensation of his cock beyond words. She must have been enjoying herself every bit as much as he was because she was crying out in pleasure every time he entered her.

"I'm really close," he grunts his warning with the hopes that she's able to cum with him shortly.

They combine again to slam Harry's shaft deep into her a few more times at maximum power. The finally few hard thrusts prove to be his undoing as they make him cum. Just as he is releasing his sperm inside of her, The Boy Who Lived feels her body shake while she whimpers.

"OH YES HARRY...make me cum," she screams as she feels her body reach orgasm.

When both of their climaxes finally end, Harry rests his head onto her bare back. He was so exhausted that he hadn't even pulled out of the sexy metamorph but as time slowly passes his erection becomes flaccid and eventually slips out of Tonks. Neither of them says too much as they begin to move and track down their clothing.

"Well I'll let you send off that letter now. See you around Harry. Hopefully sooner rather than later," she tells him with a wink before exiting the owlery.

"Well that was bloody insane," Harry thinks to himself. "Will have to share that with Hermione but maybe not with Luna."

"I need to find Ron quick," Hermione thought to herself.

The studious girl had been up in the library doing her normal amount of copious schoolwork when she was hit with an unshakable wave of horniness. She was doing some 'light' investigation into wandlore for a project and she supposed that all the pictures of long wooden structures unconsciously provoked her sexual urges. Felt her pussy getting wet initially but wanted to confirm so she slide her hand under the desk and up her skirt. Sure enough when her fingers grazed the area of her thong directly over her sex, there was a very damp spot that was getting wetter by the second.

"Yum," Hermione thought as she started to discretely suck on the two fingers that had collected some of her juices.

She tried to focus back on her bookwork but all the young witch could think of was cock and how she wanted to get some. Attempting to merely satisfy herself by rubbing her legs together so her pussy was stimulated by friction, however it was in vain as that wasn't nearly enough to keep her pleased. Looking around, the library was fairly packed as likeminded students were studying early for exams but Hermione needed to try something.

Slipping her hand back down under the desk, she was able to push her panties aside and snake two digits inside. They instantly found their target and plunged into her hot wet pussy without hesitation. It felt much better then simply rubbing her legs together but the problem was that she could only do slow movements or else risking drawing the attention of the other 50 students sharing the room with her. After a few minutes of fingering herself, Hermione realized that she was making light moaning sounds. Looking around, she noticed that the fellow students closest to her were hearing her and were now peering up from their books to watch her.

That's when she decided she needed to track down Ron at that very moment so that he could satisfy her little 'itch'. Gathering her books and shoving them into her bag, the bushy haired witch hurried out of the library and back to Gryfindor Tower. Upon her arrival she was displeased to find Ron not sitting in the common room as she now had to go up to the boys dorm. She didn't mind the extra trip but it just meant that their would a fresh round of gossip about how Hermione was getting boned again.

"Oh hi Seamus. I was looking for Ron, do you know if he's around," Hermione asked as she poked her head inside the bedroom that Ron shared with Seamus, Harry, Neville and Dean.

"No I haven't seen him since classes earlier. Want to leave me a message for him," the Irish boy asked.

"No, no that's fine. I'll track him down. Any chance you've seen Harry," Hermione asked with desperation. She would have much preferred to ride Ron's cock until he made her scream in a prolific orgasm but she was in a bind so drinking down Harry's cum would do.

"He hasn't been here either," he replied. "But is there maybe something I can do?"

The tone he used implied to Hermione that he was hitting on her and her suspicion was proven true when he winked at her. She couldn't help but think about the situation in her head; Seamus was a good-looking boy and she was in need of a man. Plus she had already slept with all the other guys that shared the room with the Irishman, even if fucking Neville was an accident and doing Dean was done as a favor for Ginny. But then she had a moment of clarity and her logical side kicked in. She wanted to be faithful to Ron, especially since he was to her.

"No that's quite alright. I'll just be leaving now," she said.

Grabbing the door she slammed it shut then practically sprinted down the corridor and back into the common room. It had taken every ounce of her being not to let Seamus do all types of dirty and despicable things to her just then and she knew now that her threshold had been breached. She needed to stay away from guys until her libido was satisfied as she just knew that the next one that even looked at her she'd wanted to do things with them.

She continued to hurry out of the common room and head towards to portal exit. To gain more speed she threw her heavy book bag down and was out of the room before even noticing if anyone was even inside. Luckily she knew her way around the castle pretty effectively so set out on a course that would take her through the back halls that people rarely ventured down.

However her plan was all for not. As she progressed down the vacant corridors so looked back

over her shoulder to be certain that no one was following her as she rounded the corner. While not paying attention to what was right in front of her, Hermione collided with two people and sent her flying to the ground.

"Oh my gosh Hermione I'm so sorry," young Colin Creevey said to her while rushing to help her to her feet.

"Me too Hermione. I didn't even see you coming," his younger brother Dennis added while also coming to help her.

The pretty Gryffindor was caught by complete surprise as she now laid face up on the hard floor of the castle. The collision with the two boys was hard enough to topple her over, but worse was that she caught one of their shoulders in her stomach, knocking the air out of her. As her breath slowly came back to her, she realized that there were two sets of arms descending on her until two hands gripped each of her wrists. With the combined power of the two young boys, they were able to pull the stunned girl back up to her feet.

"Are you okay," one of them asked her while Hermione rested against the nearest wall.

"Yes, I think I'm fine," she replied. "Just took me by surprise."

As Hermione took her time to allow her lungs to refill with oxygen, without her knowing it, small molecules were being released from every exposed area of skin. The invisible pheromones were naturally attracted to the nearest object, which in this instance were the two brothers. As the Creevey boys continued to breath, the potent chemicals were inhaled by them, entered their bloodstream and were passed right into the brain, all within the source of hundredths of seconds.

"I'm glad to hear it because I think there is a special place in hell for anyone who hurts an angel such as yourself," the normally shy Colin told her.

"Err..well thanks but I'll be just fine," Hermione replied, caught by surprise again by the older of the brothers.

"And it doesn't appear like the crash has diminished your radiant beauty. If anything you seem even more stunning then before," Dennis said while using the back of his fingers to rub against her cheek.

"Unnhh," Hermione moaned as his warm skin touched her

It was at that contact that all the memories of why Hermione was running blindly down the hall returned to her. Having used up all of her willpower in turning down Seamus' less-than-smooth attempt to sleep with her back in the boys dormitory, she was literally running on whatever her libido desired. Currently she knew exactly what her arousal centers in her brain wanted.

With only the faintest of touches to her cheek by a boy she found generally unattractive, Hermione felt her pussy start to moisten. Her desperate attempt to find Ron had failed, so too did her mad scramble to escape any place with men and find anywhere that was empty so that she could just please herself. It wasn't a viable long-term solution but it would give her enough time until Ron was available after Quidditch practice or detention, wherever he was at the moment. However, alone in a seldom used corridor with two healthy boys full of tasty sperm was too enticing of a proposal for the horny witch to turn down, especially when the brothers wanted her just as badly as she wanted their cum in her mouth.

"Take your pants down," she ordered them.

The two brothers shared a look between them of utter joy as the most beautiful girl in the entire school told them to take out their cocks for her. Acting quickly so that she wouldn't have more time to changed her mind, they had their robes over their heads and their pants bundled down around their ankles in a heart beat. Already their modest 5 inch cocks were hardened, in fact their erections almost felt painful as they had never been more erect in their entire lives.

"This is totally going in my blog," Dennis told his brother.

"We're going to be legends," Colin added. "No longer laughing stocks!"

Hermione was oblivious to the interchange of words between the excited brothers as her mind was only letting her focus on one thing at the moment. Although her pussy was gushing like Ol' Faithful, what the talented witch really craved was to have cum coated on her tongue and drip down into her belly rather than an orgasm. She was pleased that her body was craving cock in her mouth more than having an orgasm because she doubted that the horrendously inexperienced brothers would be able to give her it, even if she walked them through exactly what to do. Now though, all Dennis and Colin had to do was stand leaning against the wall and blow their loads into her mouth after she slobbered on them for awhile. She imagined that her just reward wouldn't exactly take too long given that they had never been this close to a woman before, and in Dennis' case, had probably only recently discovered masturbation.

Pleased that they were already fully erect, Hermione dropped down and softly landed on her knees. Given that her mind was demanding cum right away, she positioned herself right in front of the 13- year old Dennis Creevey rather than between him and his brother. Reaching straight ahead with her right hand, she stroked his small, thin cock and observed the healthy amount of pre-cum ooze out of his slit and get onto her hand.

"Yeah this shouldn't take to long," she thought to herself.

Lowering her head, she stuck out her tongue and licked up the viscose fluid. She was happy to find that his pre-cum was repugnant like some she had tasted in the past, in fact it was rather fruity. Lapping up the rest of the liquid, she continued to use her skilled tongue on the rest of the young Gryffindor's member until his entire shaft was glistening in the dim candlelight due to the light layer of saliva that was present. Even after only a few minutes of light licking, Dennis was already experiencing body tremors. Hermione could already feel his cock doing the same twitches that the rest of his body was undergoing and knew it would only be a couple more moments until her body got what it desired.

Being sure to let the other brother know that she hadn't forgotten about him, Hermione extended her arm and grasped his own rock-hard dick in her smooth hand. Colin was thankful that the sexy Gryffindor only had tiny hands as it made his member look giant when it was within her grasp. She rubbed her hand down his shaft slowly, right from the tip to the base and back again and listened as Colin let out several loud moans to voice his approval of her sensual work. To her surprise and liking, the older brother appeared to have more of an endurance than Dennis, as he had yet to slip out any salty liquid.

Buoyed by the fact that she may have more a fun time with the older brother, Hermione wanted to put Dennis out of his misery and into a state of pure amazement. Hermione parted her lips into a perfect O and moved it around his cock before pressing them lightly onto all sides of his ready-to- explode cock. Given that this was surely Dennis' first blowjob, or potentially first ever contact with a member of the opposite sex, Hermione was determined to make sure he would never, ever forgot her skill.

His small size meant that taking all of him into her mouth at one time wouldn't be a problem at all.

Slowly starting at his bulbous head and descending down his length, just like she was doing with her hand to the other brother, Hermione dragged her watered lips over the entire surface of Dennis' cock until his whole shaft was embedded in the warm heat of her mouth. Even with all 5 inches of his fleshy pole occupying her mouth, his tip was only just poking against the back of her throat. Holding him entirely in her mouth of a few second, Hermione dragged her lips back along his dick and over the ridge of his head before repeating the action.

"I can't wait to get those lips around me," Colin observed as he watched the slutty witch suck on his brother's cock.

Over and over again Hermione would descend her mouth fully on the younger Creevey boy's cock until her nose was embedded within his thick mat of pubic hair. She'd hold him there for seconds at a time while she used her tongue to massage the underbelly of his cock, a trick she only recently had discovered when giving Ron his twice daily blowjobs. Just as she stopped rubbing his brother's gland and slipped it down to grope his balls, Hermione heard the younger brother let roar an absolute belter of a scream.

"UUNNGGHHHH," Dennis belted. "I'M CUMMING!"

Sure that everyone in a mile radius of them could have heard the younger Creevey brother, all Hermione cared about was the soon to be semen milked out onto her deserving tongue. Surprising her, Dennis grabbed the back of her head and just as he pulled her towards his groin, he shoved his hips up. With his cock being forcibly driven into her mouth one final time, Dennis felt the hot jets of cum rush out of his gland and into her warm, welcoming mouth. The boy grunted and weakly thrusted for a few moments until he felt his balls totally drained as he shot stream after stream of cum inside of her.

The moment that Dennis was done blowing his load down her throat, which Hermione was more than willing to swallow down, it seemed as though all his energy had all but evaporated. Hermione felt herself become much more aroused as the salty thick juices flowed out onto her tongue and down into her throat. Her pussy now even wetter than before, she moved out of the way of the slumping Dennis and let him half-sit, half-lay on the cold floor as she repositioned herself directly in front of the older brother whose nuts she was currently rolling in her hand.

"You should be able to give me just what I want, and making me work for it harder will make it all the better," Hermione told the horny teenage boy.

"Don't worry, I got a nice big load for you saved up," Colin looked down and told the girl with the angelic face.

Hermione gave his small cock one last look of admiration before closing her eyes and setting her mouth on it. Just like she had done to his younger brother no more than a minute earlier, the horny witch devoured his 5-inch cock between her lips in one swoop. The tip of his cock nestled in nicely against the back of her throat, the second person to have tickled that region of her mouth that night.

"Oh sweet heavens," Colin grunted, his body spasming in the utmost delight.

"Don't want to drain this one as fast," Hermione thought. "Better slow it down with him."

Removing her lips from being wrapped around the very base of his erection, right where his thin shaft junctions with the rest of his body, Hermione traced them backwards until they bumped against the ridge of his head. With now only his tip in her warm mouth, the Gryffindor beauty began to gently suck on him. As the noises of her slurping on his tip started to echo down the stone-walled hallway, Hermione slid the hand not currently playing with Colin's balls down her flat

stomach and under the hem of the grey skirt she was wearing. Pushing aside her completely drenched pair of panties, she was easily able to bury two of her fingers deep into her awaiting pussy.

"Mmphh," she moaned around Colin's cock still in her mouth.

Even though she was trying to prolong his orgasm as long as possible, Colin was still deriving great pleasure from the older girl's oral skills. He wanted to show her that he had the potential to be a recurrent lover for her, but the second she introduced a new stimuli like her vibrations on his cock as she fingered herself, his hope of lasting long was dwindling fast.

Even though her attention was now split between the dick occupying her oral cavity and now her own fingers being frantically pumped into her snatch as she tried with vigor to give herself an orgasm she so badly wanted. Since she intended to orgasm during the blowjob she was giving Colin, she knew she had to slow down his pleasure while increasing hers. Having become quite savvy in the art of sex over the last 9 months, Hermione set out immediately to accomplish her goals.

First she crammed two more of her slender fingers into her now full pussy without ever slowing down the rate of her thrusts. She had learnt in the past, whether at the hands of Ron's thick cock or Luna's fist, she really enjoyed having her hole filled up as full as possible. This also left her thumb free so she put that digit to use as well by having it rub her engorged clit every time her fingers were fully submerged in her mound. She also changed her tactics with the older Creevey brother so instead of noisily sucking on just his head, she now was just licking the underside of his prick, covering his entire length before coming back to the tip.

"Oh Hermione...I'm getting close," he warned.

"So am I," she thought, unable to speak since her tongue was otherwise engaged.

Even though he was getting closer and closer to his end destination, Colin was determined to enjoy every second he had left with the talent girl. He was savoring and trying his best to remember every sensation she was causing him as he thought of the most revolting and vile images in order to make himself last longer. He was fighting a losing battle though and was giving away ground by the second and he knew it would only be a matter of seconds until he was finished.

Hermione had sensed that the boy didn't have much longer left in him as both his cock on her tongue and balls in her left hand were twitching with increasing regularity. Knowing it was time for drastic action, she used the thumb that was rubbing ferociously and tucked it inside her palm the next time her fingers pulled out of her dripping wet pussy. This time when she pushed the digits back in, she used even more strength so that her whole hand was able to make it past her entrance, including her thumb.

"Aahhhh," she grunted.

For only the second time in her life, Hermione found herself with a whole hand shoved up her pussy. It confirmed with her that she adored the feeling of having her hole stretched to the limits, however she knew she didn't have much time to enjoy it. Acting quickly, Hermione pressed her forearm tighter against her body so that she could continue to rub her sensitive clitoris as her hand and fingers started to explore within her hole.

"Ouuuu," Colin groaned as the feeling of pain interrupted his flood of pleasure.

Using her immense wit, Hermione realized that she could hold off Colin's orgasm while still

keeping him on the brink. With her hand still on his testicles, she increased her grip on them until she sensed him start to tense up...then added a bit more force. The result was immediate as she knew it worked when he wasn't cumming in her mouth right away like he warned. Being sure not to just caused him pain, Hermione opened back up her mouth and took him inside her, preceding to guided her mouth up and down on his length. While bobbing on his cock she was enjoying herself a lot as she continued to glide her wrist and forearm in and out of her pink hole while rubbing any surface of her inner walls that her fingers and thumb came into contact with.

With the sexy girl squeezing his balls in a death lock, it allowed Colin to last longer then he ever thought possible. He never would have thought he could possibly enjoy himself with so much force being exerted on such a sensitive body part, yet he was due to the fact that Hermione was gliding her lips over every inch of his penis. However, even though his balls were slowly being compressed into tiny raisins, the girl was such a talented cocksucker that he was currently about to release his seed into her mouth.

"AHHHH YES," he screamed as he began pumping his load into her mouth.

For the second time that night Hermione's tongue and mouth was being plastered with the cum of a Creevey male. Just like his brother's semen, the Gryffindor girl was more than willing to collect his population pudding and swallow it down after holding it in her mouth long enough to savor its taste. His cum had not only satisfied her craving but it also was one of the reasons that pushed her over the edge and gave her the orgasm she was building towards.

"I'm cumming! UUGGHHHHH," she screamed as her fisting finally paid off.

Hermione experienced the most intense orgasm that she had ever given herself, even blacking out for a few moments. When she regained her senses, she found herself resting back on her knees, now eye level with the older Creevey boy who had apparently slumped to the ground much like Dennis had after his orgasm.

"Well I'll take that as a compliment," she said allowed.

Realizing that her hand was still firmly planted in her tight pussy, Hermione wanked with a great deal of force and freed it from her hole. She couldn't help but find the noise it made humorous as it made a fairly loud popping sound. Getting back to her feet she brushed the dirt from knees and straightened out her clothes and hair then went back in the direction she came from.

She returned to the common room and found it to be rather empty with only a few students littered about. Finding her book bag that she had left it there in her haste to get away from people, she picked it out and brought it with her to her favorite comfy chair by the warm fire to study. However, she didn't get very far into her studies when she was abruptly interrupted.

"Hermione! I think your pheromones theory just gained more steam," Harry said to her.

"Why? What happened," she questioned with urgency as he came bursting into the lightly occupied common room.

"Well...um...you know To...well the who isn't important, but let's say that people who had never been exposed to the lust or love potion are now wanting to shag us," Harry told her.

Harry hesitated to tell Hermione that he had just had sex with Tonks because he knew the reaction that she would have. She would think him to be a horrible person and a homewrecker. Harry didn't need her to tell him what he already knew because he already was starting to hate himself for sleeping with Lupin's soon-to-be wife. However, at the time when he was presented with a

beautiful 24-year-old girl who wanted to ride him all night long, he was still only human. Before Hermione could question him further, Ron burst into the near empty common room.

"You there," the flustered red head called out at a couple of first-year students. "Leave! Now!"

Without hesitation, the small kids gathered there things as fast as they could and ran up the stairs. Taking them two at a time, they were out of the room and up in their bedrooms before Ron could even start to catch his breath.

"What's wrong Ron," Hermione asked with concern.

"Harry was right. Draco is planning something and he promised that Hogwarts would never be the same again. Oh and it's going down tomorrow night!"

Hermione / Crabbe / Goyle

Chapter Summary

As Draco's plans manifest, Hermione sacrifices her body by sleeping with Crabbe and Goyle in the form of a distraction

Title: Harry Potter And The Lure Of Lust: Part 20 - The Finale...And A New Beginning Show: Harry Potter Author: The Chemist Pairings: Hermione/Crabbe/Goyle Codes: mff, Anal, DP, Oral, Rough Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters, nor do I have anything to do with it. I make no money from this work of fiction. Enjoy

"Ron, slow down. You need to start making sense," Hermione pleaded as the flustered redhead burst into the room.

"Overheard...Draco telling...those fat fools...implied blowing up school," Ron blurted out while trying to catch his breath.

"I told you guys he was planning something," Harry practically screamed. "We need to stop him."

"We need to tell someone," Hermione urged. "Professor Dumbledore and McGonagall for starts. Then they can get Aurors in here right away and take that sniveling Draco down once and for all."

"Have you forgotten that we have told them already but they haven't listened," Ron said.

"But now we have proof. We were right about this so they'll believe us now," she replied.

"It's worth a try," Harry answered. "But we have to be aware of the fact that we've cried wolf to them a number of times and were proven wrong. They may not help us. When is the attack?"

"Near as I can figure it's going down tomorrow night," Ron answered.

"Okay we all go to McGonagall tonight. I know that there are Aurors already on the premise so Dumbledore may have already been expecting trouble, which should help our cause. We got to move quickly people," Harry barked out orders like the leader he was.

The trio hustled out of the common room and straight to their Head of House's room, where they were greet by Professor McGonagall after a few moments. They told the experienced witch their tale starting from the very beginning that happened over the summer. Harry had already told her most of the story before but he didn't want her to have forgotten anything. He then added the new developments and awaited her response.

"Very interesting indeed," she said after listening to their whole story. "But I won't be able to tell Professor Dumbledore until he returns tomorrow afternoon."

Harry and the others could feel their jaws slack open with her answer. "But Profesor..."

"But what Harry? I take your allegation seriously and will talk immediately with Professor Snape to see whether he knows or suspects anything with Mr. Malfoy but that's all I can really do. The prospect of Mr. Malfoy being able to blow up the school seems quite implausible. He is neither a talented enough wizard nor able to have the assistance of anyone who can since there is no way to get outsiders into Hogwarts. He was probably merely describing a sick fantasy to his friends."

"But Professor..."

"Now I expect you three to go back to your rooms and drop the matter. I'll go talk to Professor Snape then Dumbledore and we'll investigate that matter further if we decide that there is enough merit. Now good night," she told them before closing her door.

"Well that was...complete and utter shite," Hermione raged, her cursing catching the boys by surprise. "Oh we'll return to our rooms but we won't drop the matter. Seems like we have to save this damn school by ourselves again!"

"Well we better hurry up and figure out how he plans on doing it," Ron reminded. "We don't have much time."

On their slow walk back to the Gryffindor common room, the boys continued to talk at length about their different theories on how Draco was going to accomplish his goal of blowing up the school. However, Hermione kept her opinions to herself as the brilliant girl remained silent for the entire walk. Finally when they were back in their end of the castle, they turned down a few corridors and found themselves at a dead end with only a suit of armor near them. The trio had frequented this spot on many occasion as it was rarely traveled down unless by accident so they were able to talk freely whenever they needed to or when the common room was occupied.

"What's wrong Hermione? You've been quiet," Harry asked her.

"I know what needs to be done. Well I guess I know what I must do to make sure this doesn't happen. It sounds ludicrous but it's the only plan I can formulate that has a chance of working 100%," Hermione started before taking a brief pause to steady herself. "I'll distract Crabbe and Goyle as you two stop Draco. It'll be two versus one and you should easily be able to take him in a fight."

"You better not mean what I think you mean when you said distract," Harry warned.

"It's exactly what we both know Harry. How else am I going to occupy those two brutes? Maybe discuss the recent affairs regarding the Ministry of Magic or the upcoming election?"

"Hermione no. You're not going to...seduce them," Ron said, almost throwing up at the mere thought.

"It has to be this way. In a three versus three fight with magic we'd easily crush them but we'd land ourselves in detention and they'd be free to go about their business. This is our only chance. You two must track Draco and stop him before it's too late," she told them.

"Are you sure about this," Harry asked her nervously.

"Dumbledore and the rest of the staff aren't taking us seriously so we need to do something on our own. Without being able to use magic and obviously unable to overpower them in a Muggle fight, this is up to me," Hermione described.

"We can think of another way," Ron told her. "What about polyjuice potion or a potion that will knock them out?"

"But there's no time for another solution! Any potion of that magnitude requires supplies and time, both of which we don't have. I appreciate your concern boys but we've been in much more dangerous situations then this and escaped fine. This may be the most disgusting challenge, but I'll be okay," she replied. "Just make it count. Stop Draco and never throw this in my face, ever. To stop something this horrific then sacrifices must be made."

"That is the line that every superhero in the comics says before they run off and do something extremely stupid and dangerous," Ron told her.

"Then they go out and save the fricking world! This isn't up for discussion. I've thought this through and there is no other way," she replied. "Ron, I lov...I don't want this to happen any more than you do but more than that, I don't want evil to win. While I distract those two oafs, you and Harry stop Draco and send him to Azkaban so he can share a cell with his dear old dad. End of discussion."

"Deal," they said.

The trio devised a plan in which Hermione would meet up with the boys the minute they were out of the Slytherin house with Draco around. At that point she would take them to the nearest class that would give them the privacy they needed for the required length of time. While she did that, Harry and Ron would be free to track Draco and prevent whatever sinister plan he was plotting.

The famous trio awoke early that morning and were able to slip out of their respective rooms without any of their roommates taking notice. It was the weekend after all so most of the students were deciding to take advantage and sleep in or head to the library and study with exams approaching. Either way, it allowed Harry, Ron and Hermione to get an early start and meet in front of the fireplace in the empty common room.

Unfortunately, Draco and his two grunts were nowhere to be seen on the Marauder's map. This was not the first time this occurrence had happened and Harry could only deduce that the three of them were locked away in the Room of Requirements again. It was an unlucky for them, as they would have preferred to know their exact positioning and where the bomb may be. For the whole morning they watched the magical map, even keeping it open at breakfast although it was concealed in Harry's robe. The trio had returned to the common room and it wasn't until close to noon that they saw three new pairs of footprints emerge on the map.

"There! Draco's footprints outside the Room of Requirements," Ron spotted.

"And there is Crabbe and Goyle too," Harry observed.

"But they look like they're loitering in the hallway as that rodent Malfoy high-tails back to Slytherin House," Hermione added.

"No problem. We'll start tracking him under the Invisibility Cloak," Harry said while jumping to his feet.

"There's still time to back out," Ron told her.

"I know. Sadly I have to do this. It's...for the greater good," Hermione replied while staring deep into his eyes.

The pair leaned into each other and gave each other a kiss while wrapping their warms around the

other's body. They had kissed a thousand times that year but this time it carried more emotion and love than ever before. However, they knew that there was a timeline in place and they couldn't stand there forever with their lips firmly pressed together.

"Be safe," he told her.

"You too. Good luck," she replied.

The three of them gave each other a last look of hope before they set off. Harry and Ron were going to stick together as they trailed the deceptive Malfoy so took the first staircase down in order to reach the basement of Hogwarts. Hermione had planned for several different scenarios with her two targets and was pleased that they were up on the seventh floor. It meant that when she successfully seduced them, they'd be engaged on the comfortable bed made by the Room of Requirements rather than the stone floor of the prefect's bathroom. It was only a small consolation but it was at least some good news for her considering she was about to willing allow two of the most barbaric and racist people treat her like their sex slave.

As the two boys went down the staircase right outside the Gryffindor entrance, Hermione went straight ahead and up the stairwell at the end of the hall. She would have liked to take her time and delay her fate but she knew that wasn't realistic. They had agreed that Harry would hold onto the Maurader's map so Draco wouldn't ever by out of their sights. That just meant that Hermione had to get to Crabbe and Goyle before they vacated the seventh floor corridor.

"Oh hi Crabbe. Funny running into you up here," Hermione said. "And Goyle too."

"What do you want Mudblood," one of them snarled.

"This isn't going to be easy," she thought to herself as that word sent a chill up her spine.

Hermione didn't know the full extent of her new pheromones that she emitted from her skin so she wanted to take extra precaution. She wore the smallest school skirt she owned, which happened to be from first year, which was so tiny that it didn't even cover her whole ass so she had the bottom curve for all to see. She wore knee high grey socks with it but they were so thin that she was certain that they wouldn't impede any of the biochemical agents. Lastly she wore a blouse that was also too small so that it would display as much of her flat stomach and generous amounts of cleavage as physical possible.

"Well I had a bit of a...problem," she said while batting her eyelashes, twirling a strand of her hair in her finger and biting her bottom lips. "And was hoping you two big, strong men might be able to help me out."

"What makes you think we'd help you," Crabbe barked.

"Wait wait, let's hear her out at least Crabbe," the other replied. "Go ahead, speak."

"Fine I'll cut right to the point then. Those na ve little boys in my House couldn't please a woman even if they had a comprehensive set of instructions tattooed on their skin. But it's been circulating around the rumor mill in the girls lavatory that you two are real men," Hermione said while taking a step closer to them and grasping their flaccid cocks through their robe. "Now do you think you can guess what I need your help with?"

"Hmm...ahhh..." Goyle thought while Hermione rubbed his package. "Whadda think Crabbe? Help this poor slut out with her problem?"

"I'm usually...uhhhh...against helping Mudbloods but I'll make an exception in this case," he

replied.

"Great! I know just the place too," Hermione said as she thought about needing a place to have sex. Right on cue, a large wooden door appeared in the brick wall the she knew would lead into a bedroom.

"I swear that door wasn't hear a minute ago," Crabbe said.

"Better take advantage of our good luck then," Hermione replied, her expert handling of their cocks causing them to bulged more and more in their pants.

"The boss did say..." Goyle started to say.

"Shut up," Crabbe interrupted. "And get through that door."

Once they were through to the inside of the romantic looking bedroom, Hermione was flanked by a boy on each of her sides. Once they were close enough to the bed, Crabbe pushed her from behind and caused her to fly onto the middle of the bed. Once she adjusted to her new position she noticed that they had each climbed onto the bed with her, Crabbe to her left and Goyle to her right. Hermione was certain that the two Slytherin's were perfectly hooked as one of their hands immediately started pawing at her left breast with excessive force as the other lifted up her skirt and kneaded her perfectly round butt.

"Nice firm tits you got Mudblood," Crabbe told her. "Always thought you were flat but you've really been holding out on us you prude bitch."

"And the best ass I've ever seen too. It looked amazing through clothes but having it in my hand just makes me so horny," Goyle said from behind.

As they hurled insults at her, Hermione could only hope that it was all worth it. The pain in her chest stopped as Crabbe had paused in his assault on her supple tits. Hermione wasn't overly comforted as he was now pulling down his pants and exposing his cock. Just as his belt and pants were loosened, her pulled them down his legs to produce his erect cock before lying down with his head in the pillows.

"Sweet mother of Mercy," she exclaimed at seeing his size.

"I bet those two blood traitors don't pack anything this size," Crabbe laughed.

All while Hermione had her eyes glued to Crabbe's incredibly huge cock, Goyle was undressing her from behind. The thug was getting in his gropes as he pulled Hermione's skirt and blouse over her head without loosing them prior. It somewhat hurt the girl as her clothing was dragged over the soft features of her pretty face, but she was so focused on the massive cock in front of her that she barely paid it any mind. Goyle wrapped his hand under the waistband of her thong she wore under her skirt and with a powerful motion, pulled it clean from her tight body. That time she took notice of the pain as the lace panties were torn from her petite frame, exposing her freshly shaven pussy.

Crabbe's cock was enormous, standing about a foot long but also with huge girth. Although she was being forced into this threesome, she couldn't help but feel betrayed by her body as her pussy started to drip with wetness at the prospect of being fucked by such a well-hung wizard. As Goyle now kneaded at her bare B-cup tits, he allowed one hand to rove down her flat stomach, past her rounded hips and onto her pussy.

"I think she's a real slut. Just looking at your dick has her all wet," Goyle shared. "Fine then suck it whore."

Hermione felt him force her closer to Crabbe's cock so rather than resist she let it happen. Her body was already positioned perfectly as she was resting on her knees facing the lying Crabbe with her face at hip level. Bending at the waist she reached out and clamped her hand around his cock and noted that her fingers couldn't even wrap all the way around his diameter.

"He's as big as my wrist," she thought.

Knowing exactly what they wanted her to do, Hermione stroked his manhood with her hand a few times from his head all the way to his base before holding him steady and lowering even further.

"I knew that mouth was good for something other than saying spells," Crabbe told her as his cock was bathed in her heated warmth.

With her hand in a fist holding his cock firm, she descended on the amount that she could. Being the expert in oral pleasure, it took her only a few passes down his shaft until she was holding over half his length in her mouth as she continuously bobbed up and down on him. Crabbe was in pure heaven as the Gryffindor girl serviced him with her mouth. Moving a hand to her head, he wrapped his bear-sized mitt in her hair in order to control her head. However it was proving a mute point as Hermione clearly didn't need any input from him on how to give him pleasure with only her lips and skilled tongue.

Meanwhile, with Hermione bent right over at the waist as she sucked on his best friend, Goyle had the perfect view of the lovely girl. Her heart-shaped ass was pressed towards him nicely, allowing him to see her puffy little pussy as it poked out from between her legs. It a bright pink color that was making Goyle drool over and it was visibly wet with some of the liquid running down the inside of her thigh. Just an inch above her slit was her perfectly puckered anus, even though it had a slight gape to it, which surprised him. A girl who came off as conservative as Granger was hardly someone he associated with anal sex, yet his inspection was suggesting otherwise.

"Suck all the way down for him," Goyle ordered.

Hermione was more than able to supply that service for the Slytherin boy. Removing her hand from around the last of his dick, as she descended from his tip she relaxed her throat and took all of him into her mouth. Crabbe didn't quite know how he didn't pump ever drop of his cum right down into her stomach at that very moment. After holding his entire length in her mouth for a few seconds she came all the way off and took a big breath. This time as she went down, Crabbe held her face down with her nose buried in his greasy pubes. Hermione was surprised by the action and tried to pull off of him, but to no avail since he easily overpowered her. Loud choking noises were heard coming from the struggling girl's throat as his forearm-sized cock prevent air from getting into her body, effectively suffocating her.

"Mmmpphh," she gargled before he removed the pressure holding her down, allowing her to jump from his crotch like a coiled spring. "So I guess that tell me how you like...ugghhh!"

Hermione was cut off from her thought mid-sentence as Goyle took that moment to cram his entire length into her snatch. Hermione didn't know how it was possible but the thug behind her seemed to be thicker than his friend's cock, which was still being slide in and out of her well-practiced mouth. She was getting the sense that Goyle may not have been as long as Crabbe, yet his girth felt larger than anything else she had ever felt as he stretched her pussy to no limits.

"She's really humming all over my cock man! She must really be liking your dick," Crabbe encouraged his friend.

"She feels amazing! Why tighter than that slut Pansy," Goyle noted.

Hermione took a hint of both pride and pleasure upon hearing the news that her hated female counterpart was not only a big slut, but that it had taken a toll on her youthful body. Hermione no doubt believed that she had been having just as much sex as the Slytherin girl, yet her form and tightness had not been altered to any measurable degree. That news made the fact that she was pleasuring two of the most repulsive bigots at the school from both ends of her body that much less horrible.

Hermione would never had willingly engaged into sexual activity with Crabbe and Goyle on her own free will. In fact, the mere thought of holding a conservation with them upset her, let alone even the slightest skin contact. However, she knew that the lives of hundreds of young witches and wizards were on line so she had to make sacrifices. So she did her best to shut off the intellectual and logical part of her brain and tried to just focus on the pleasure aspects of the encounter. After all, although they were being rather rough to her body, she had to admit that the boys were well practiced and seemed to know what they were doing.

"Ummm...ohhh...ahhhh," Hermione moaned as she actually had to pull her mouth right off of Crabbe's cock in order to hurl out that round of screams.

"She seems to really be liking your dick, mate," Crabbe told his friend. "Let me have a chance to go balls deep now."

"Yeah fine, I don't to cum too soon anyway," Goyle said.

After crashing his hips against her perfectly curved ass two more times, each making a large ripple appear in her supple cheeks, the big man pulled out of her pussy. Looking down he watched as the hole resealed itself as if it was never invaded. He also took in that his cock was absolutely drenched in her sweet liquid, so much so that it was glistening in the candlelight. Just as she started to move, Goyle cocked back his arm before swinging it forward and slamming it against her ass.

"Oowwww," Hermione screamed from the unexpected blow to her rump.

"Umm umm umm," Goyle gloated over his handywork. "I love the look of a red handprint on snow white colored skin."

"Oh good I finally found you Mr. Potter," Professor McGonagall said as she briskly approached Ron and Harry on their way down to the dungeon.

"Hi Professor. Good to see you but we're in a hurry," Harry politely replied.

"This is urgent Mr. Potter. Straight from Professor Dumbledore himself," she told him.

"Is it about what I came to you about last night," he said with renewed hope.

"Potentially Mr. Potter but I don't know. He just tasked me with finding you and getting you to report to his office post-haste."

"Alright, let's go Ron," Harry replied before starting to run off in the opposite direction.

"Actually he explicitly stated just we were to come, no one else. That included Miss Granger and Mr. Weasley," McGonagall explained.

"Okay, okay. I'll go, Ron you go check in on Hermione," Harry told him. "I'll find you afterwards."

Harry tapped his chest to where the Maurader's map was located on the inside pocket of his robe to indicate to Ron that it would be no trouble to locate him once he was done with Dumbledore. Ron knew exactly what the gesture menat and nodded his head in replied. The two friends headed off in their new directions, Harry running to Dumbledore's office while Ron went to the seventh floor to see how Hermione was getting on. However, upon reaching the corridor that housed the Room of Requirements, Ron discovered that she was already inside with no way for him to gain access.

"Oh yeah you Mudblood whore, ride that cock," Crabbe insulted.

Once Goyle had pulled out of her snatch and slapped her ass harder than she'd ever received before, she had turned her attention to having sex with the other thug. Crawling closer to him she swung her leg over his large waist and sank down on his lap until his tip was lined up with her tightness. Then it was a combination of him lifting his hips skyward and her descending further down that caused his shaft to breech her pussy.

"Of course she couldn't have all her focus spent on just one of the Slytherin men. After adjusting to Crabbe's immense girth so that she was now easily rising all the way to his head before crashing back down to engulf his base with her pink hole, she set her sights on making sure Goyle wasn't left out. He had a similar thought process as he was now standing on the bed with his massive erection pointed right at her face.

"Bloody hell he is huge," she thought upon finally seeing him for the first time.

Always pleased with herself about her ability to multitask so well, Hermione continued to actively ride on Crabbe's cock while leaning over and taking Goyle's member into her mouth. As soon as her lips wrapped around his immense girth and her tongue started to glide on the underbelly of his length she tasted her honey-flavored juices all over him. In the past year she had numerous lesbian encounters and the main driving force that kept her going back to the same gender was that their pussies, including her own, tasted so damn good.

The two boys were enjoying the encounter beyond anything else that they had ever experienced. Not only was Hermione Granger the hottest girl in the school, she was also proving to be an absolutely amazing hump buddy and nympho, even if she was born to only Muggle parents. Being sure to savor ever moment and each inch of her flesh, Crabbe was groping her magnificent ass from beneath her as she continuously engulfed his manhood with her wet sex while Goyle did likewise with kneading her perfectly shaped tits and nipples with his dick sliding in and out of her mouth.

Hermione was glad that she was able to service the two horny teenagers so well with them only receiving half of her attention each. Apparently all the practice she had being doing with Harry and Ron had paid off well since both of the Slytherin boys were groaning and grunting loudly and often. That's why she was surprised when Goyle, who had been very vocal of his approval of her blowjob skills, pulled his cock from her mouth and backed away from her.

"His loss," she thought. "Now his fat friend gets my full attention."

Placing her hands on Crabbe's thick chest, Hermione was now able to generate more power and speed with her riding. She was able to come all the way off of him so no part of his cock was in her anymore before she dropped back down and engulfed him fully in her moist heat. The sensation was fantastic for Crabbe as the sudden change from the cold air back to her hot sex with its velvety feel was nearly orgasm inducing.

"Unnhh...yeah! You are a good fuck," Crabbe complimented.

Meanwhile, Goyle was disappointed that he stopped getting his cock sucked on by the experienced Gryffindor girl but it was all for a greater purpose. As she was busy pouring every ounce of her energy and attention into giving his best friend the best ride of his life, Goyle had stalked around to behind Hermione. From behind her, he could really get an appreciation for how exquiste her backside really was. Wonderfully shaped with a great curve, rounded hips and with enough meat that it stuck nicely away from the rest of her body, he enjoyed watching it jiggle every time her petite body thudded down on Crabbe's lap.

"Let's see if my original guess was right," Goyle said as he placed his tip against Hermione's slightly gaped asshole.

"No Goyle! You're too big," she pleaded as she felt the head of his cock rubbing against her backdoor.

"Probably," he replied nonchalantly. "But let's find out!"

Hermione was by no means a virgin when it came to any sexual act, including double penetration as she had been doing it since the New Year. However, she had ever only taken Ron and Harry at the same time, who each had a very healthy sized penis. But Crabbe and Goyle were monsters when it came to cock size with them both being at least the size of her wrist.

Luckily for the Gryffindor girl her body was a winning the war against Goyle, at least presently. His force was enough for him to squirm his bulbous tip into her tight rectum but her hole had clenched down on the invader and prevented further access. It gave her time to adjust to the new degree of stretch that her asshole was currently undergoing so that once he picked up speed and edged more of his length into her, she wouldn't rip in half. She was able to slow down her bouncing on Crabbe's cock and limit it so that she was only taking the top half of his shaft into her pussy to allow her body the extra space of a second cock pushing into her tiny holes.

"Ahhh...owwww," Hermione groaned in pain.

With her slowing down added with the fact she was bouncing on less length of Crabbe's cock in her pussy meant that it was easier for Goyle to latch onto her. With more of a stationary target, the brute clutched tightly onto her hips and pushed his hips closer to hers. This time her anal verge expanded even wider to accommodate more of his frightening large dick, causing the audible howl of pain. Luckily for Hermione was that she gave him a very wet blowjob so her spit was acting as an excellent lubricant, but she still felt every inch of him as he probed deeper and deeper into her ass.

"Just no crossing swords mate," Goyle joked to his friend.

Hermione didn't know how she was holding up so well considering two of the best hung wizards were each thrusting into her holes at the same time. Her youthful body was under siege but was adapting well so that now she was hardly feeling any pain. It also helped that Goyle stopped trying to ram his entire length in her tight bumhole and instead was focusing on seeing how fast he could pump into her ass with only half his length. It was good for all of them as he was happy at getting to fuck her in the ass at optimal speed while it allowed Crabbe to resume his own deep exploration of her wet pussy.

"Mmm...ughhh," Hermione moaned in pleasure.

As soon as she became aware that she just moaned, she instantly regretted it. The lust potion made

her so sexually thirsty that she was able to set aside most pain and get off on the pleasures of sex, even anal. But the last thing she wanted to do was let on to the two Slytherin jerks that she was actually enjoying herself to the point where they were going to get her off. What made it worse was that she was close to cumming and it was in the position of her sandwich between the two of them with a dick in her pussy and another rammed in her asshole. She prayed that they didn't hear her but she had been moaning for awhile and wasn't doing a good job of keeping it down.

"You hear that Goyle? She's loving that cock in her ass," Crabbe laughed.

"Well then I'll stop holding out on her and give her all of it," he smiled.

Hermione knew what was coming and could only sit there and prepare for it. The next time Goyle pulled out of her ass so only his head was left inside, he pulled back on her hips at the exact same time he flew his hips forward. The result was instantaneous as her anus was no match to the immense force. As if his dick was a hot knife and her rectum was butter, he slide in all the way until her greasy pubes were pressed firmly against Hermione's bubble butt.

"Holy Merlin," Hermione swore.

In all honestly it wasn't nearly as bad as she expected. His initial few deep hard thrusts were painful, as her asshole was stretched to a completely new and extreme limit, but once again so adjusted. After a minute of discomfort, Hermione was use to the body shaking impact she was getting from both men and her orgasm was back on tracks.

"What a hot piece of ass," Crabbe grunted, his breathing becoming labored.

Hermione knew that she needed to cum soon or else the two thugs would beat her there and then she'd be left out in the cold. Changing her angle of her hips, she tilted her pelvis further down towards Crabbe's body and started to grind into him. The good news was that it allowed her to rub her clit onto the Slytherin's stomach and hasten her orgasm. However, it also presented more of her ass to Goyle behind her. Taking it as a sign that she wanted it even harder, he smacked her ass with force then slammed into her with even more power than ever.

"Yes! Yes! Oh Merlin yes! Unngghhhhh," Hermione screamed as she achieved orgasm.

The rubbing of her clitoris on Crabbe proved the missing step in her pursuit of pleasure. With that plus the two men plowing into her holes and filling her up with their meat, it was the perfect recipe she needed in order to cum. As a reflex her holes tightened up and she immediately heard the boys take notice as they grunted louder than before. After a minute to collect herself after her orgasm, Hermione was into the sex than ever. Shoving off of Crabbe's chest she simultaneously pushed back further onto Goyle's rod while grinding more of Crabbe inside her.

"Oh shit I'm getting really close," Crabbe conceded.

"Me too mate," Goyle grunted.

"Oh yeah? My tight holes want to make your fat cocks cum," Hermione asked rhetorically in her dirtiest tone. "Good. I want you to blow on my face. Cover my pretty face with your cum."

Hearing the normally composed Gryffindor goodie-good beg for them to paste her face with their semen proved to be the finally straw for the two of them. They each could feel the familiar sensation of tingling in their balls and knew that their pending orgasm was at hand. Giving the sexy girl a few more wild and erratic thrusts each, they both pulled out at nearly the same time, leaving both her holes gaped widely. Noticing the boys had landed on their feet beside the large bed,

Hermione quickly dropped onto her knees on the cold ground.

"Ugghhhhhh...yess...ahhhhh," the two Slytherin boys grunted.

Hermione felt the first splash of semen contact her right cheek so turned her body slightly to face Crabbe head-on. He was the first to cum and was beating his cock so hard that he was not aiming whatsoever. Hermione closed her eyes and opened her mouth as the preceding squirts hit her everywhere from her forehead, eyelids, nose and chin with no two strands contacting the same place.

As if they timed it out before hand, just as Crabbe stopped depositing his load onto her face, Goyle took over. She felt his bear-paw sized hand grip of the top of her head and spin her to face him but she didn't react in time. The first wad crashed on the side of her face, getting onto her honey-brown hair and even inside her ear, which was the most unpleasant feeling for her. Facing him for the second blast, Goyle was more controlled then his friend and directed his projectile cum towards her mouth. The first one splattered against her full lips but then he slightly adjust his aim and watched as the rest of his load landed right onto her awaiting tongue.

"Swallow it Mudblood," he ordered.

Bringing her tongue back into her mouth, she pooled the cum he managed to get in her at the back of her throat. Choosing not to swallow right away, she tried to collect whatever of their sperm made it close to oral cavity with her tongue. When she had searched for whatever was near her, she opened her mouth to show the Slytherin the good-sized puddle of semen on her tongue before she swallowed it done happily.

The boys were exhausted after their fuck session that had lasted well over an hour, a personal record for them. Hermione was tired and sore as well with her body pushed to new extremes due to the their immense size and physicality. Despite her being only 110 pounds, that didn't stop them from giving her rough treatment and she was now feeling it with her muscles and holes aching. Her body was covered in a layer of sweat and her face was absolutely dripping in their cum, but a subtle check of the time indicated to Hermione that it was only sunset and she needed to occupy them for at least another two hours.

Pulling out her wand, she cast a quick spill that immediately cleaned up her face of the thick coating of semen. Able now to fully open her eyes, she saw that the two thugs had taken a load off their feet and were now sitting on the bed, panting.

Hating the fact that she had to sink to new lows all for the betterment of the Wizarding World, Hermione got onto her hands and knees and crawled over to the edge of the bed. Rising up onto her knees between the two tired men, she wrapped her dainty hand around each of their cocks and started to stroke them back to life from their semi-flaccid state. They grew slightly bigger, but no where near their full length and thickness. Realizing that they would need further motivation, Hermione opened her mouth and stuck the first several inches of Crabbe into her mouth and applied suction while darting her skilled tongue over his head.

"Ahhh yes," he moaned in response.

Hermione was instantly told that her new approach worked as she felt the Slytherin boy's cock harden within her mouth. Her lips and hand were now working in synchronicity as they bobbed up and down his now erect member with increasing speed. With his dick now well greased from her saliva, she pulled her mouth off of him and just allowed her hand to pump along the entirety of his length. She did the same thing now to Goyle until he too sprouted an erection while between her lips that would put 99% of men to shame.

"What a slut we got on our hands here," Goyle commented while Hermione continued to service his cock with her mouth.

"Think you boys got another round in you like before," she pleaded in her sexiest tone.

"For a Mudblood slut who likes it as rough as you do, we sure do," Crabbe confirmed with a smile from ear to ear. "Plus this time I'm getting in that sweet ass of yours."

For the next two and a half hours, Hermione did some of the most despicable acts of sexuality that any human being could do. She once again surrendered all of her holes for the two thugs and they greatfully took advantage of each of them. Over and over again they slammed their massive cocks into her throat, pussy and asshole until she could feel that the back of her throat was bruised and her pussy and butthole were stretched and battered like no other time she could recall.

Hermione was smart and continually changed the positions they were fucking her in to give them time to recover so they wouldn't blow their loads too soon. She would also slow down how fast she was riding them, but that mattered little as they just used their strength to dominate her and fuck her at any pace they chose. Finally when they couldn't handle anymore of her body, they pulled out of whatever hole they were occupying and unloaded their semen into her mouth.

"Well...that was something boys," Hermione said as she put her clothes back on.

Just as she put her cardigan school sweater back on she felt a hand tangle within her long wavy hair, grip firmly and pull her head back. Crabbe had yanked her with such force that it caused Hermione's skull to snap backwards. The normally brilliant girl couldn't think of what was going on as the pain from the physical trauma was all her brain could focus on. When she was finally able to think of something over than the burning feeling in her head was when she felt the other brute pin both of her wrists behind her back with one hand and fish out her wand from the inside of her sweater with the other.

"Thought I remembered her putting this in here," he celebrated as he successfully disarmed her.

"What are you two doing? Let me go! I swear to Merlin I'll...

"You'll what princess? Scream for help? This here room is soundproof bitch. Scream all you want," Goyle told her, yelling at the top of his lungs for the last part in order to prove his point.

"We need to bring her in the hall for a minute so we can get to the Cabinet but can't take the chance of someone hearing her," Crabbe said. "Use her panties you were saving as a trophy and stuff them in her mouth."

The hulking figure displayed a sad face before depositing Hermione's wand in his pocket and removing her juice-soaked thong. Still using one hand to restrain her with ease, Goyle aimed the wettest section of her panties with her tongue and crammed it in her mouth. Of course Hermione was a fighter so clamped her jaw tight, but another sudden pull of her hair by Crabbe from behind her made her part her lips. As Hermione screamed out in another bout of pain, Goyle took advantage and shoved the soiled article of clothing into her mouth. Immediately her cries of pain were muffled, as was her pleads for help once the thug stopped causing her physical distress.

Goyle went to the door and poked his head into the hallway to make sure no one was there. Hermione knew that the chance of someone wandering through this portion of the seventh floor was highly unlikely but she was holding out hope that Harry and Ron would ride up on their white horses in shining armor and save her.

"All clear," he reported back. "But the boss warned us to keep our guard in case those two wimps come by."

Crabbe led Hermione through the door and into the vacant hallway. She tried to scream again but of course nothing came out. Once all three of them left the mysterious room, the door they just exited vanished as if never there. Rather than lead her away back to the Slytherin where she presumed they'd hold her captive, they stayed rooted to the spot until a door reappeared out of thin air in the wall. Goyle opened it up for Crabbe and Hermione to walk on through before he followed.

"This way," Goyle barked.

Hermione immediately recognized that the new version of the room that they were in was the place that appeared when someone needed to store or hide something. She had visited this place with Harry before when she made him ditch the Potions book that had dark spells scribed into it. The room was so vast she had no perception how tall or deep the walls and ceiling went, especially when the stuff piled inside the room was almost causing claustrophobia. The only parts of the floor that could be seen were the paths that were carved out through the room.

"Here it is," Crabbe observed. "And the drop cloth is off of it already. That means..."

"Shut it! Draco warned although she's a filthy Mudblood that she's pretty smart and resourceful and not to give her given a hint of what's happening," Goyle scolded.

The hulking figure opened up the large drawers to the mammoth Cabinet. The space could easily fit a body and Hermione knew she was going to be placed inside before feeling Crabbe release his hand from her hair.

"Time to get in whore," he told her.

She shot him a look that could kill but knew she had no other option. Without her wand she was extremely ill-equipped to repel either of the boys, much less both of them at the same time. Even her superior wit was of no use to her in this scenario as she neither had the time nor even the faintest hint of an idea. Condemned to her fate, Hermione stepped into the large Cabinet, which the boys promptly closed.

"Where's that paper," she heard one of their muffled voices ask. "You here it is. Proficiscor absconditus thesaurus frater tractum."

And that was all Hermione remembered as the eternal darkness from within the Cabinet was replaced by the most radical colors she'd ever seen. It was if her body was being rocketed through a port key as she felt that familiar sensation of nausea as her body was whipped around. Just when she thought she couldn't take any more of it and vomit everywhere, it all came to a halting stop just as swiftly as it had begun. As she laid within the dark Cabinet for a few moments to collect herself, the door was whipped open and here eyes were flooded with candlelight.

"Hello darlin."

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