-[Liam]-
'I think I may have broken Hermione.' He thought as he woke up.
His reason for that line of thought was the fact that he woke up with a groan to the feeling of his dick being squeezed in a warm and tight orifice.
Opening his eyes, he was greeted to the sight and sound of Hermione's ass bouncing on his dick with an obscene look of pleasure on her usually composed face.
Not one to stay idle, his hand immediately grabbed her ass, slamming her down and himself deeper into her, drawing a guttural moan from the girl.
"Ugh!!…f-fuck!" She moaned, realizing that he was now awake.
His palm cupped and squeezed her soft ass as he fucked her, going deeper with each thrust and not slowing down at all.
All Hermione could do was moan in pleasure as she was taken the way she wanted to be without rest. Liam went in for a kiss, muffling her moan, Hermione deepening the kiss further.
A quick flick of his wrist saw that his spell was cast as Hermione's moan grew even louder as he rutted into her. He felt her insides clench even tighter around his shaft, not stopping as he felt the telltale signs of her incoming orgasm.
"W-wait!" she tried to say but he pulled back until just the tip was inside her before slamming back into her powerfully, triggering her orgasm as she came…hard.
Even then he didn't stop, rutting into her until his own movement began straining a bit, releasing his seeds inside her minutes later.
Rolling to sit at the edge of the bed, he eyed Hermione's well fucked body with a proud smirk.
"Uhhh…" she moaned weakly, her legs beyond weak at this point.
Xx-Xx-Xx
"So, how did you get a letter? It's hard to believe Hogwarts would make such a mistake." Hermione asked.
By now, she had regained some feeling in her legs, though they were still sore.
"Can't give you an answer there and Dumbledore was no help either." Liam retorted, leaning against the bed frame as Hermione pulled on her clothes.
She had used a cleaning spell on them both earlier to save them the hassle of taking a bath, though he wouldn't have been opposed to some fun in the showers.
"You've met Professor Dumbledore?" She asked in confusion.
"And his deputy as well. She doesn't seem to like me much." Liam noted with a smirk as if proud of himself.
"Professor McGonagall? She may come off a bit strict but she truly means well." She said before pausing, realizing something. "I can't imagine how unsettling it'll be for you being a first year among much younger kids."
Liam straightened up, his hand tracing the cover of the textbook that lay on her bedside table. "That depends."
"On what?" She asked in confusion.
"On whether I can learn five years of magic in one month." He answered, almost laughing at her shell shocked expression.
"Are you insane? That's impossible!" Hermione retorted vehemently.
"Impossible is just another word for difficult. It doesn't mean it can't be done and I'm going to do it." He said, brimming with confidence.
Hermione's face was one of disbelief, not believing it to be possible. Technically it shouldn't be possible but a photographic memory plus his choices from the CYOA granted him a huge advantage.
She let out a sigh of exasperation before changing gears. "How did you even know I was a witch?"
"I've heard the stories of Harry Potter and his two sidekicks. It always managed to get my brother jealous which I'm very grateful for. I wasn't sure but how many people are named Hermione Granger in Britain?" He retorted.
"Your brother?" She asked, frowning at the use of the word 'sidekick'.
"A story for another time. For now, I have to get going before your parents find out you had a friend over last night." He said, causing her to go red in the face at the thought of what happened last night and this morning.
He didn't particularly care about whether her parents saw him or not, seeing as how he could erase their memories but he doubted she would let that fly.
As he moved to the window, she stopped him by grabbing his wrist.
"I'll…I'll help you study. I still think you're crazy but I want to help." She said with a resigned sigh.
"Much appreciated." He retorted, pulling her towards him and causing her to let out a small squeak as his lips captured hers.
He gave her ass a firm squeeze before pulling back to see the girl's red face.
"Don't tempt me." He said with a smirk as he climbed out the window.
Xx-Xx-Xx
It didn't take him long to make his way back home, climbing in through the window. He could have used a portkey to return but there were risks to that.
Upon entering, he was glad he didn't do that.
"And where have you been all night?" His father questioned, arms folded as he sat on the chair in his room.
It seemed like the man had been waiting for him to return.
"Well if you must know, I went for a walk." Liam said, unfazed as he tossed off the thick clothes he'd been wearing.
"All night?" The man pressed.
"It was a really long walk." Liam followed up nonchalantly.
"Professor McGonagall made me aware of your unreasonable decision to take the fifth year exams and start as a sixth year." The man said, disapproval evident in his tone.
"And?"
The man sputtered at that. "I would think that you would spend your time studying so you wouldn't make a complete fool of yourself."
Liam sighed exasperatedly, turning to face him. "Thanks for the pep talk. You're a real father of the year." He said sardonically, a flash of anger crossed the older male's face as Liam made to walk past him.
"William Ross! For once in your life, listen to me!" The man screamed in frustration. "This isn't the time to be overconfident."
"I am listening to you, I just don't care about what you're saying. Besides, this isn't the first time you've caught me sneaking back in so what? Why the sudden interest?" Liam asked, searching the man's face for any hints.
He caught a flash of guilt grace the man's features for a moment.
This whole reincarnation thing felt weird from the moment he woke up here. His background in this life was eerily similar to his own life before his death besides the addition of magic into it.
His father paid more attention to his brother while they were growing up and with no mother figure around, he was left to his own devices.
Figuring out life without help from either of them was trying but interesting to say the least. In the end, his brother graduated with a degree while he got shot in the head for sleeping with someone's girlfriend…quite depressing to think about actually.
Whatever the man wanted to say got stuck in his throat as he looked away in silence.
"Nice talk. We should have these more often." Liam said sarcastically as he moved past him and headed towards the kitchen.
Was he being an ass? Yes, but he was almost always an ass. He easily acknowledged that as he quickly put together a sandwich in the kitchen before reentering his room.
Seeing that the man had left, he shut the door behind him, locking it with a wave of his hand. He pulled out his shrunken trunk from his pocket.
He then laid it down in the middle of the room, returning it to its original size with a silent cast of 'engorgio'.
The top flipped open, allowing him to climb down the ladder that presented itself to him and led into the enlarged space.
Whereas it was previously bare and plain, it was now a fully stocked bedroom with a bed, a study table, a computer, a tv and a shelf of books he got from Knockturn and Diagon Alley.
He'd gone shopping in muggle stores after the magical shops. He still had a large amount left over after converting most of it into wizarding currency so he decided to splurge a bit.
Was it weird seeing a 17 year old purchasing beds and furniture? Yes. Did he use the imperius curse to make someone do the actual purchasing? Yes.
He wasn't skilled enough to perform human transfiguration yet so he couldn't do it himself. He made a note not to make mind control a regular thing.
On to other problems…
Sure the internet and electricity would be a problem but he already had a solution for one of those problems but that would come later.
He looked to the other end of the room that had an entrance into a hallway with multiple doors on both sides of it.
He'd been busy and he planned to make use of each of the magically expanded rooms. He entered the first room which was bare other than the few cauldrons laying around with containers of different potion ingredients and equipment.
There was a lot to do, unpack and arrange but he had to start from somewhere. A shelf stood at the far back of the room where he kept the few potions he bought.
He could brew them himself but time was of the essence at the moment. Making his way there, he picked up two vials which had a bluish green liquid inside.
'Wideye potion, these should keep me awake for a few days.' He thought as he made his way back to the room and out of the trunk with the two potions in hand.
"Five years of magic isn't going to read itself." He muttered as he sat in front of his table, the small towers of books laying in front of him.
Smirking, Liam dug his hand into his pocket(which was also magically extended) and pulled out a pair of glasses.
Even the most innocent items had use in his eyes. What was a gimmick that allowed the wearer to read faster was a godsend for him.
'I'm going to breeze through this.' He thought.
-[Hermione]-
Five days had passed since she'd had Liam over. The soreness was gone and her parents didn't suspect a thing. She wondered how that was possible considering how loud she was that night.
Her face burned in embarrassment at the memory.
The last she heard from Liam he said he was going to pull a few all nighters to cover as much as he could. She'd spent the last five days preparing notes and summaries to hopefully help him and speed things up.
She'd taken great care not to leave out any important information and knowledge that he would need or would be useful. It had taken five days because she had to compile all five years.
'It would have been a whole lot easier if I still had my time turner.' She thought as she looked outside the cab window.
The ride to Liam's home didn't take long as she quickly went over her notes to make sure she had everything. Her wand was holstered in her pocket and though she wasn't allowed to do magic outside school, she could show him the proper wand movements.
The trace only detected where the magic was used, not who but with Liam being seventeen, he would be free from such worries.
Her thoughts came to a halt as the cab stopped in front of a modest house. Getting out and paying the driver, she walked to the front door, ringing the doorbell.
It wasn't long before a middle aged man with short brown hair opened the door, staring at her in confusion.
For a moment she was confused, wondering if she got the wrong address, not seeing the resemblance between him and Liam but deciding to try her luck.
"Good afternoon, sorry to bother you. I'm looking for Liam. We're supposed to study together." She said meekly, watching as recognition graced the man's face.
"Oh, come on in." He said in realization, ushering her in.
"I didn't know we'd have a guest today." He continued with a hint of exasperation. "He's upstairs, second room on the left."
She blinked at how the man had basically just told her to go up to Liam's bedroom. Something told her that he was used to the unannounced arrival of guests.
Not wasting anymore time, she climbed the flight of stairs and followed the instructions, getting to the room.
She took a deep breath before knocking on the door. A moment later there was movement from the other side as the door swung open to reveal a familiar face.
"For the last time, I'm not-" Liam paused whatever he was about to say next upon seeing her. "Well you're a sight for sore eyes."
"Sorry I came without calling first." She said as Liam stood to the side, allowing her to enter the room. Her eyes widened at the sheer amount of books around the table and on the bed as well. "You've been busy."
Her eyes landed on a neat pile of books on the floor on the other side of the room. She read the titles on the spine of said books.
'A History of magic by Bathilda Bagshot, Intermediate Transfiguration, The Dark Forces: A Guide To Self-Protection, Dark Arts Defense: Basics for Beginners, Advanced Defense Against the Dark Arts, One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi…' she stopped reading the titles in realization, her eyes catching the mug on the table.
As she picked it up, a familiar scent wafted past her nose.
"Done looking around?" Liam's amused voice came as she spun to face him.
"How long have you been awake? And why are you wearing glasses?" She questioned.
"That depends." He answered vaguely.
"Wideye potion, I used it while studying for my O.W.L exams. This reeks of it." She then saw a few empty vials on the bedside drawer.
"It's basically just super coffee. Not that big of a deal." He played it off but the stern look in her eyes didn't leave.
"How long?"
"Five days. I'm starving by the way." He said, nonchalantly.
She could only feel exasperated. Was this how Ron and Harry felt when she spent so much time studying? She was…different. Definitely not as bad as this.
"You can't just not sleep for five days. That's not healthy." She said, giving him a stern look. "You can't possibly tell me that you've gone through all these in just five days."
A knowing smirk played on his lips as he walked towards her, stopping just in front of her.
"Try me. I'm sure you have a test paper or two in there." Liam retorted confidently, referring to the bag of books and papers she carried in her bag with her.
Hermione scoffed. "Well as a matter of fact, I do have a few of them." With that, she brought out a handful of test papers she prepared beforehand.
From first year transfigurations to fifth year potions, it was all covered.
"Bring them all." He reiterated.
She'd wipe that confident smirk off his face.
-[Four Hours Later]-
They were sitting in a nearby cafe, Liam eating the sandwiches he'd ordered and Hermione wide eyed in shock as she went through Liam's answer sheets.
"I can't believe it." It was the fifth time she'd muttered that in the last hour alone.
Not only had he finished in record time, he'd got most of the answers correct. To be more accurate, he breezed through the first, second and third year work with an average score of 93%.
Fourth year and fifth year work proved more challenging to him, evidenced by his 68% score in them.
The real shock lay in potions and charms.
From first year work to fifth year work, he'd gotten a full 100% on both, even writing down suggestions and more complex solutions than even she knew(likely to mess with her…it worked).
Of course this was all theory work, but it was amazing nonetheless. It had barely been two weeks since he found out he had magic and yet…
"How did you do it?" She just had to ask.
The boy in question simply shrugged his shoulders like he didn't just do better than most who had gone to Hogwarts for five years.
"I'm a quick learner. Plus I love challenges." Liam said with a proud smirk, taking a sip of his latte.
She was still trying to wrap her head around it. "At this rate you'll be caught up by the end of next week." She didn't know whether to be jealous that he was able to learn in two weeks what she spent five years learning.
"Stop it." The boy in front of her suddenly said, snapping her out of it.
"What?" came her intelligent response.
"You're pouting. It's not a good look for you." He elaborated.
"I'm not pouting." She said with furrowed brows, now folding her arms in indignation before realizing that she was doing exactly that.
She turned her face away in a moment of childishness, causing him to laugh. It was infectious as before long, she too was laughing.
She guessed she'd just have to be happy for him.
-[Liam]-
While he believed that it wasn't wise to show all your cards, he also wouldn't be the type to hide his strength and appear weak or dumb.
He had his pride.
Hermione left a while later, leaving him her notes which would no doubt speed up his learning process by a lot. But before that, he had something to do.
He now found himself on a different side of the neighborhood, walking onto the porch and to the front door.
There was no audible sound from inside. The first sign that something was up was the feeling of a magical barrier being set up around the area. It was only on instinct that he moved out of the way as the door was blasted open by a powerful shotgun.
Peeking through the damaged door, he heard the sound of the gun being reloaded before seeing a middle aged man wielding the weapon.
A moment of quick thinking had him flicking his wrist, his wand flying into his hand and a silent cast of expelliarmus had the gun flying out of the man's hand.
It was followed up by a stunning spell that sent him flying back, unconscious. Liam frowned as the house was now silent once again. He looked around cautiously before slowly entering the building.
He kept his footsteps as light as possible, moving through the house with his wand ready. There was a sudden flurry of footsteps rushing towards him. Liam was prepared for it this time as a woman rushed into view, a kitchen knife in hand.
As she rushed towards him, he had already waved his wand, causing her body to seize up and fall to the floor, immobile.
He then felt something blunt prod the back of his neck.
"Drop the wand." A familiar voice ordered from behind him.
Liam smirked in wry nostalgia. "I don't know whether to be happy you're alive or sad that you're doing this."
The blunt object which he had determined to be a wand pressed harder into his neck, his words seeming riling up his assailant.
"You have to gall to play victim after what you did to me?!" The person behind him screamed.
"What I did? What about what she did? She came on to me, I even recorded it to show you later." Liam defended, not sounding scared.
"And then what?! You expect me to be grateful that you recorded yourself shagging my girlfriend because you were going to show me?!" The person accused, obviously very angry.
"I mean when you say it like that…" Liam trailed off.
"You're just as arrogant and ignorant as always." The person behind him said with a tone of finality.
"And you're as slow as always." Liam shot back, an explosion charm leaving his palm and striking the ground beside them.
The sudden explosion forced them apart, Liam managing to right himself quickly to turn and face his attacker.
A boy with brown shaggy hair and hooded eyes stared at him with hatred clear in his eyes. "What was that?!"
"Hello Caleb, you look well. Can't say the same for your parents though." Liam said, eyes furrowed in unusual seriousness.
He had recognized his previous attackers as Caleb's parents, they still looked the same. Whether or not they were transmigrated here like he and Caleb, he didn't know but something at the back of his mind rejected that possibility.
"They're not my parents. Just strangers with their names and faces." Caleb sneered at him.
"And that's why you used the imperius curse on them?" Liam asked. He would have scoffed at the hypocrisy of his own words were it in any other situation. "Even with powers you still like having other people do the work for you."
Caleb didn't respond to that, simply throwing him a death stare, his wand pointed at him.
"You already killed me once. Isn't that enough for you? Why all this?" Liam asked, switching tracks.
"Because I want you to stay dead. This time, I'll make sure of it." Caleb said, flicking his wand as heavy footsteps were heard from behind him.
Liam's eyes widened slightly as stone statues walked into the room, the ground cracking under their feet. They were knight statues, holding spears in their grasps.
"You've got to be kidding me." Liam muttered, his eyes shooting back to Caleb who happened to be in the process of disapparating.
In that moment, the memory of Caleb pointing the gun at head flashed in his mind along with the pain he felt after it. Something, perhaps their previous friendship, stopped him from truly lashing out so far but having him here, attempting to kill him again was the last straw.
'If that's how it's going to be then fine.' he thought, his wand firing the stronger variant of the exploding charm at the other boy just as he disappeared.
A brief shriek of pain that rang along with the telltale pop of the apparition told him that there was at least some contact.
"You're not the only one with a grudge." Liam muttered as the stone statues began moving again.
As one of them thrust the spear at him, a wave of his hand saw the shielding charm cast, parrying the attack to the side. His other hand holding his wand flicked forwards.
'Reducto!'
There was a flash of blue light and the statue was reduced to a pile of mist and ash. The unfeeling nature of the animated statues showed as the second one charged regardless.
Another cast of the reductor curse saw it destroyed to ashes.
Even as his stone attackers were reduced to rubble, Liam's frown hadn't left his face. His anger was building up, the flames fanned further by the attempt on his life.
'Why?' He pondered, looking around the room. 'Why is he here?'
His answer came a moment later in a manner he didn't expect.
[PVP]
[Note: You were chosen as a player in a PVP match. Your goal is to survive and kill the other player. Everything goes BUT, any attempts at genuine friendship with the other player will be taken as a failure.]
[Objective: Kill the other player.]
[Penalty: Soul Erasure.]
[Reward: ?, A meeting with your sponsor.]
