September 1st 1994

Harry and Ron were chatting with Ginny when they saw Hermione come through the barrier onto 9 and ¾. She must have been running very late as the Weasley's had been early and still among the last to board the train.

Ron's eyes glazed over when he saw Hermione. She was wearing a tight button down sweater which highlighted the size of her breasts. They had grown to rather nice sized melons with nipples that were obviously trying to push their way through her bra and sweater both. Otherwise she looked utterly the same.

When she got close enough she grabbed them both in deep hugs. Smooshing them against those mighty mounds. Ron made a strange gurgling noise when she did that but Harry at least managed to maintain his composure. To her amusement. "Oh I'm so glad you guys are okay. I heard about what happened at the cup and was so worried."

"Yeah we're fine. Speaking of cups what happened to you?" Ron said waving his hand in the general direction of Hermione's chest.

"Can we get on the train and talk about it?"

"Yeah sure let's go." Harry said leading the way. Once everyone was settled Hermione rubbed the sides of her bosom and sighed.

"Well I was working on a lactation potion. From the 5th year book. And to speed up the process I used the microwave oven to process some of the ingredients. That kinda was a bad idea because now I permanently lactate." She said with a shrug which caused things to shift and move.

"Blimey what were you making a lactation potion for?" Ron asked in surprise.

Hermione blushed, "Well dad likes it and mom finds it pretty nice too but she hasn't milked since I was a baby and I wanted to give them a gift."

Ron worked his mouth for a few seconds before saying, "But but only babies drink that. Not grown ups. That's just weird."

Harry kinda shrugged when Ron looked at him as he didn't think one way or the other about it.

"If you say so Ron. My mom and dad think its perfectly okay for consenting adults to do that. I bet if you talked to your parents they'd have some ideas that would surprise you."
"I'm not going to talk to my parents about sex. I mean that would be like Harry talking to the Dursleys about it."

Harry shrugged, "The Dursleys just said don't. Other than that they don't talk to me about anything they don't have to."

"Do they hurt?" Ginny asked unconsciously rubbing her own small breasts.

"Only if I don't get milked every 4 or 5 hours. I fell so sound asleep when I first started doing this that I woke up tight and swollen and had to have mom's help to get drained enough to handle it. And they wanted me to try and see if I would dry up on my own I lasted a day maybe. I looked like I had two angry red beach balls attached to my chest that were practically squirting milk everywhere." She rubbed the side of her breasts again, "I'll probably have to pump here in an hour or so and maybe once more before we get to the castle."

Harry tried to surreptitiously rub something else.

Ron looked aghast but said nothing. Harry was getting a bit curious about the process. Never having been around a woman doing that.

"So what do you do with it?" Harry asked.

"Well over the summer I filled the milk jug at home, gave some to Crookshanks and took the rest to the local milk banks. I guess at the castle I'll have to dump it."

"Maybe you could see if the house elves could use it?" Harry said.

Ron though at the same time said, "Geez just how much do you produce?"

She blushed "About a half gallon at a time. Two pints per breast."
Ron gaped at her before saying, "Blimey! You're a bleeding cow!"

"Ron!" Ginny and Hermione both yelled at him. Harry glared at him.

"Well I mean. Every 4 or 5 hours. 24 hours a day. Making a half gallon a time. That's like 3 gallons a day. Bleeding hell. A jersey cow doesn't make much more than that."
Ginny laughed, "Figures he'd know about a food related fact."
Hermione sighed, "Okay yeah I know that. Dad looked it up too. They think that once the magic settles down a bit I should slow down, hopefully. Although one of the healers said I might start making more as my body gets used to it. I sincerely hope not."
"Well is it dangerous or normal milk?" Harry was asking.

"Well mom and dad have been drinking it all summer and so has crookshanks among others. So yeah its just plain normal human breast milk. I just make a lot of it."

"Oh cool."
They sat and changed the subject to what the new school year would be like. Who would teach defense and such. Harry kept watching Hermione rub the side of her breasts before she finally sighed and started digging into the bag beside her.

"Whatcha doing Hermione? What's that?" Ron asked seeing her pulling some strange devices out of her bag.
"Its a manual breast pump Ron since there isn't electricity at the castle I have to use this."
"You're going to milk yourself now?"
"Uh yeah. They're starting to ache and if I don't want to leak too bad I have to do it now."
Ron got up, "I think I'll go see what Neville's doing."
Ginny chuckled and said, "I'll see you later."
Harry hadn't moved as Hermione began to unbutton her sweater. She looked at him then smiling said, "Well if you're going to stay do us a favor and pull the curtains and lock the door."
"Yeah sure" Harry said getting up not thinking about the bulge he was sporting.

"Oh my Harry." Hermione said as she noticed though. "I take it this doesn't bother you?"

Sitting back down after securing the compartment he blushed and shook his head, "No it sounds kinda interesting."

"You and dad are going to get along. He said this would show who my real friends were."

Harry chuckled, "So uh do you want me to leave?"
She bit her lip as she finished unbuttoning her sweater exposing a large white bra constraining her milky white breasts. Thick dark nipples visible through the already damp material.
"No I don't really. It can get kinda awkward trying to do this and uh. I guess showing my boyfriend my breasts is a normal activity right?"
He grinned at her. "Your boyfriend?" he said making eye contact.

"Yeah. I bet Ron doesn't even remember I have eyes much less what color they are. You've managed to look me in the face multiple times since I showed up. That's a good sign."

"Yeah it is. So uh is there anything you want me to do?"

"Well sometimes when I pump one the other one leaks so if you want to drink it. You can."

"You mean directly from?"
"Yeah. You can suck directly. Just don't bite and be gentle ok?"

Harry followed her instructions and helped her get the flaps opened on the bra exposing the thick brown caps. White fluid already pooling out of them. He bent down and licked the one she had thrust out at him. Causing her to shudder and give a rather deep sigh, "Ohkay. I see what mom meant about that. Uh until you get me drained don't play around Harry just drain first then you can play."
Harry chuckled, "Yes mommy."

She rolled her eyes but closed them when he started in earnest. She almost forgot to pump but the sudden let down caused her to work hard to clean up.

Several miles later Harry was licking his lips as she cleaned up and put a bit of ointment on her nips. "To keep them from chapping."
"Oh okay. You taste pretty good. Kinda sweet and creamy."
"Thanks. Yeah that's what dad said."

"That must be weird having your dad drink you milk."
"Well he waits until its been in the jug and not direct. I think you and our kids will be the only ones allowed to do that. No its not really too weird. I mean its just milk Harry. That is what they are for really."

"Aren't you going to put them away?"
"Well I usually let them air dry for a few minutes then do so but uh. I did promise you could play."
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By the time they reached the castle Harry was not hungry having drunk his fill on the train. His relationship with Hermione was also very solidly confirmed as they held hands going into the castle. Her condition having spread like wildfire up and down the train. She had some lewd offers but ignored them.

She did wind up making an arrangement with the castle's house elves to be milked several times a day so they could use it in the kitchen. Snape also wanted to purchase some from her for potions ingredients. Stating that fresh mother's milk was very useful in several healing and nutrient potions. He didn't want anything perverted or improper from her though. She would also still let Harry feed directly too when they would sneak off.

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Ron was drinking his milk one morning when he noticed Hermione and Harry looking at him giggling. He stopped with the glass to his lips and then carefully set it down. He looked around at the other students then leaned over the table, "Hermione do you know where this milk came from?"

She proudly sat up and patted her breasts, "Right here."

Neville had been taking a big drink when she did that and sprayed Ginny with a mouthful. "Wha?"
"Yeah I made a deal with the house elves to get milked and they could use it so it doesn't go to waste. That was about a week ago. Every cheese or milk we've had since then came out of these puppies."

Ginny cast a cleaning charm on herself then glared at Neville before taking her glass and drinking deeply.

The nearby students looked down at their plates or their glasses and then back at her before some of them went back to eating. Some seemed a bit more cautious while a slight few gave up dairy.

Malfoy when he discovered he had actually been enjoying the product of a mudblood almost killed himself gagging.

Ron looked around at the tables, "How the hell are you making so much to feed the entire school?"

"The house elves. They have a way to increase or decrease production. They can't take me too far below my normal levels or stop it entirely but they can make me produce so much that it makes a jersey cow jealous."

Lavender looked at Hermione's chest which did not seem any larger than normal. "Yeah but how come you're not huge."
"Its a magical minimizer bra. Trust me without this They'd be in my lap. But the elves promised they'd put me back by holidays or if I needed them to so it's all good. The house elves are really wonderful people."

"I can imagine. So Harry you seem awfully quiet."
"Uh yeah. Nothing to say. Its all good here." He said grinning.

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The house elves true to their word put her back to a more normal size and production level when she went home for the holidays. Only needing to be milked twice a day though was the best they could do with her producing a pint between the two breasts at each time. Though when she went back to school she was brought back up to the true queen of the producers size level. She found out that they found breast milk to be a potent elixir and holy drink. One they so rarely got to imbibe so they showered her with gifts and help in return for her blessed bounty.

The final battle saw the elves join in the fray to defend the school. Their powers and numbers overwhelming the Death Eaters and allowing Harry and Neville to destroy Voldemort and his final horcruxes. Harry being struck by an AK in the battle but reviving.

After the final battle Hermione took over as Potions professor both to help educate the next generations and to keep producing milk as she really enjoyed it as did her husband the Defense professor Harry Potter. Their kids never went hungry.