The whistle of the Hogwarts Express sounded through the station. With one last look around Hermione boarded the train. She was disappointed. She hadn't seen her best friend in a long time and he promised to be here. She was very excited for this day and a little nervous.
After the final battle at Hogwarts, both of them went into Saint Mungos for heavy malnutrition and exhaustment. A few days later, they were released with magic replenishing and nutrition potions inside of their systems and their wounds treated. They were still skinny but that wouldn't be fixed in a few days. It would take some weeks of healthy eating until the potions worked.
Immediately after their release, Hermione remembered they portkeyed to Australia, wanting to find her parents. And they did. Faster than they expected. But it was also an eye-opening time. She realised that she was in love with her best friend. It wasn't exactly a new revelation but during their way through the woods of Britain, she shoved it out of her mind.
Their search for her parents showed a new side of him, the one she only saw in rare times. How carefree Harry could be if there is no prophecy looming over him and no dark wizard hunting him. And Hermione loved it. When it was only the two of them, her suppressed feelings came back in full force. They only grew while they were in Australia. How she managed to keep them for herself so long, she didn't know.
And then they found her parents. Her focus shifted and she managed to reverse the memory charm. They quickly got them back to their old home. She stayed with them, trying to make up and settle into their lives. Harry excused himself, which she could understand totally. He wanted some time to think things over. They agreed to owl daily though.
The time flew by as she helped her parents settle in. Between her parents, eating healthy and her newly started gym sessions of working out, she hadn't much free time and when she did, Harry wasn't free. She was a little sad about that but they decided to remake their seventh year as an eighth year and promised to meet up at the station to… 'talk' about their changing feelings if his letters were any indicator.
She shook her head, getting back to the present. It wasn't often Harry broke his promises. Only if he had a good reason. She strode through the train towards the front car where the prefect meeting was. Since Headmistress McGonagall thought she deserved to be Head Girl, even though she'd missed the last year, she had to make sure to not disappoint her.
With every step Hermione took, people stared or walked up to her. Many of them wanted to thank her or congratulate for being head girl.
'So that is how Harry feels,' she thought to herself. A little bit annoying but also she appreciates the recognition a little. Maybe being Head Girl was a little bit unfair for the last sixth year candidate but she was grateful. What annoyed her the most were the boys. From seventh years down to fifth years, even some fourth years were openly leering at her, giving her the fuck-me-eyes.
She just mentally shook her head at that. There was no problem looking but gawking at her like she was a piece of meat was something she couldn't comprehend. She could understand Harry now even better with his 'fangirls' and why he hated the attention. It wasn't like she dressed differently. On the contrary. It was a struggle but she found a uniform that fit her new form and covered everything. And nobody other than Harry would ever see her naked anyway if she got her wish.
Since she took the potions and could have a healthy meal instead of some mushrooms and bork turned into something, she grew into her form. Her figure resembled now much more her mother and filled out her curves. She didn't grow any height but her breasts were probably the biggest change. They were bigger than her hands, sitting high on her chest.
Hermione thought it was ridiculous how much they developed but she wasn't complaining either. If she tried to cup them with her hands, she wouldn't be able to because her small hand would just sink into them. But they were still completely perky thanks to her new routine of strengthening her back and chest muscles. And she thought, while she'd been at it, she could work on her bum too. Putting the effort into it paid off and she was proud of her body now.
The down side was finding clothes that fit. And Hermione found them. They were sitting tight and couldn't hide the actual size of her breasts but there was just the tiniest bit of cleavage and even that was covered by her tie. Her skirt went just above her knees but her bum filled out quite nicely too and let only imagination guess how round it really is.
Even her hair changed a little. It was still a little bushy or more likely fuller but not as wild as before. Now it was somehow softer, more tamable while a few natural curls were left. A lot of her insecurities went out the window and she could honestly appreciate her body. But the open leering from boys without shame was… disgusting to put it mildly.
Dismissing the male population of this train, Hermione opened the door to the prefect meeting room. She prepared the arrivals of the prefects while she wondered where Harry was and if he was trying to surprise her by keeping quiet if he was the Head Boy. If somebody else would have been Head boy she would have known by now.
One by one the prefects arrived with no Head Boy insight. The last one closed the door and sat around the table. Hermione sighed. What a great start already. Harry wasn't at the train station and hadn't come to the meeting. She fought in a war though, so these were just silly little inconveniences she would easily overcome.
Just as she was about to begin, there was a knock on the door and it opened. In the doorway, a very tall person with broad shoulders and very defined but not too bulky or hunk-like muscles stood there. He ducked and Hermione's breath hitched when a messy, raven haired head pushed through before he closed the door and right himself up. It seems like she wasn't the only one who benefited from the potions.
She bit her bottom lip as she took him in. His trademark lopsided smile on his face, they quickly make eye contact. 'Later,' he mouthed and she nodded. Her eyes wandered down to his badge before she saw that he bought new clothes as well. They were fitting his physique and she imagined herself worshipping his pectorals before moving down where his probably six-pack was currently hidden.
Hermione shook herself out of her stare and averted her gaze, her cheeks slightly with a pink hue. She scolded herself for doing the exact same thing the boys were doing.
'But just look at his pants. Did his cock grow with his height? It must be huge now. And his arse. His arse must look… Stop it, Hermione!' she thought.
"Ahem, uhm yeah…" she cleared her throat again. "Since we are now complete we can begin."
"I am sorry for being late. I was held up in the hallway," Harry excused himself. He went over to her and sat down very close next to her, his thigh brushing against hers. His frame left a shadow over her if there would have been sunlight. He was now completely towering over her.
Harry bent down and left a lingering kiss on her cheek. She blushed profusely at this, having not expected his affection. Hermione tried to gather herself and not to think about the implications. He wanted to talk later. Right now, they had a meeting that needed to be held. A big hand landed on her thigh instantly calming her raging emotions. She followed the long arm up to his handsome face, smiling gratefully at him.
Hermione cleared her throat and starts to go over what was expected of the prefects this year. They took charge of the meeting, working easily in tandem like in the tent or in Australia. All the while she couldn't help it but her thoughts returned to his hand which gripped her thigh. It slipped now under her skirt, touching her bare skin. Tingles were shooting up, making it hard to concentrate.
When they finally got closer to the end, Harry started caressing her thigh first with his thumb before slowly stroking his hand up and down. Hermione tried to get her breathing back under control but it was hard. Inwardly she groaned whenever another question came. She just wanted to get over this and talk with Harry. She cheered when she finally saw them off on their patrols.
Without a word she grabbed his hand and pulled him with determination towards her compartment. He chuckled at her, letting himself be dragged by her. When they finally arrived, she turned around and took him in. She gulped when she realized how much taller he was now than her. Standing tall at 6' 6'' she needed to bend her head back to look at his face, his eyes sparkling with mirth.
"Wow," she just said, completely amazed by his growth spurt. Her own height of 5' 0'' was very small compared to him. She didn't grow an inch with the potions.
"I can say the same about you. Just wow," he grinned at her.
She couldn't back herself anymore and threw herself at him, hugging him like a giant teddy bear, wrapping her hands around his torso, laying her head sideways on the top of his abs where they met with his pectorals. Hermione purred when she felt the muscles under his shirt and his scent enveloped her senses.
His right hand cupped her head while his left pressed onto her back, pulling her against him. They stayed in their embrace for a while, just enjoying being together again.
His thumb started to stroke her cheek again, making her close her eyes and sigh contently. She missed him dearly and she knew he did too. After a few minutes of comfortable silence she released him, pulling slightly back, looking up into his eyes.
"Oh Merlin. You have grown so much," she said, reaching up with her hand cupping his cheek. Harry took her hand into his big one and held it, placing a kiss in her palm before leaning into her touch.
"I think I was very much malnutritioned with the Dursleys," he responded, making her huff in annoyance. "But let's not focus on that. I wanted to tell you that I'm sorry for not telling you that I would be late. I didn't think about the mass of people when I promised you, we would meet beforehand. I apparated directly into the train."
"Oh, yeah. Didn't think about that either. But I totally understand you now," Hermione said, sympathizing with him. "On some level, it feels great to be thanked and such but after some time it gets annoying." She looked away. "The most aggravating are the boys. Ugh even some fourth year boys were looking at me like a piece of meat. So disgusting."
"What?" Harry exclaimed. "Who? I am gonna kill them." He turned towards the door but she pulled him back.
"You will do no such thing. They are just like your fangirls you wouldn't let me deal with." He softened at that. "What you can do is kiss me finally, Mister." She stood on her tiptoes, looping her hands around his neck. His eyes widened at that. "Don't be surprised. I have had a whole summer to think about our feelings and if your letters are any indicator, you love me too. Am I right?"
"Yes, you are." He cupped her face with his hands and bent down to claim her lips with an electrifying kiss. Stars exploded behind her closed eyes. It was everything she imagined and more. She clung to him with her head bent back, already loving his new height and the dominance he had over her.
Harry couldn't believe it. He was kissing his best friend and she was kissing him back. It wasn't exactly what he expected because of her height difference but he thought it was cute. He loved how much taller he was than her and that he could completely control their kiss. The emotions he felt were overwhelming but he didn't want it any other way.
They broke their kiss in need of air. They smiled dumbly at each other before sharing a laugh.
"I still can't believe how you are so tall," Hermione giggled. "And how your body got so lean." She trailed a finger down over his pectorals to his abs purring when she traced his muscles. "Urgh, you look so hot. Get down here. I wanna kiss you again." Harry chuckled at her, bent down and started to kiss her furiously.
Hermione opened her mouth, requesting entrance into his mouth. Instead of entrance he batted her tongue into submission before he slipped his into her mouth, starting to explore it. She moaned at him. His hands weren't idle either. The left one tangled into her soft curls, cupping her head, while the right one slipped down to her bum.
Harry took her cheek through her skirt into his hand and kneaded it. He growled into the kiss at its softness and firmness. She built enough muscles to shape it but remained enough fat so he can make it bounce with his cock. At that image in his head he pulled her up, making her only touch the ground with her big toes while holding the rest of her weight.
She moaned at him, feeling him kneading her bum. His hand was so big, he could nearly take full hold of it. Hermione was on cloud nine. She started to explore his body by moving her hands over his front before cupping his taught bum and his growing bulge. From what she felt, she could tell, her thought earlier wasn't wrong. It felt huge under his clothes. They ended their kiss again. Looking into each other's eyes.
"You like my bum?" Hermione asked.
"Yeah, did you start working out? Because it feels sooo good in my hands." Harry said with a husky voice.
"Mhmm hm. When I realised that I wasn't going to grow anymore and everything else went into my breasts, I wanted to have muscles in my back so I won't have back pain from carrying them," Hermione offered. "With the potions my muscles grew along with them. And since I was already at it I could put some effort into my bum too."
"I like it," he said. His left hand went down to cup her other cheek. "Scratch that. I love it. You are in fantastic shape."
"So are you," she growled at his hungry eyes. He locked their lips again and pushed his tongue into her mouth again meeting hers, playfully batting it around. She slipped her small hand behind his pants and boxer, taking his half hard cock into her hand, starting to stroke it. Harry moaned into her mouth which she quickly took as her own and swallowed it.
After a minute of stroking he was fully hard and his pants got really uncomfortable, nearly painful. But Hermione made no move to release him out of his confines.
"Are you going to take my cock out or are you just going to stroke it?" he asked her, breaking their lip lock. "It's a little uncomfortable in there."
"Yes, Har-" she cut herself off, thinking about her reply. Her smile turned into a smirk. "Yes, Daddy." His eyes widened before he growled at her. Cheekily she turned to her task at hand. Slipping out of his boxers, she takes a hold of his pants and boxers. She yanked them both down and gasped. His cock bounced up against his abs before pointing straight at her. Even when she already felt him, his cock was massive in person.
"How big?" Hermione breathed. His angry looking purple head was dripping precum from his tip. Taking his cock into her hand she whimpered when her fingertips barely touched. She actually wondered if she could take this cock inside her. In her books, the couples made it fit somehow but this seems like a challenge for her.
"Nine big, hard inches just for my Princess." Harry said with amusement clearly in his voice. She looked up at the name before she realized what number he said.
"NINE? This looks bigger than that," she exclaimed. She put her forearm next to his cock and whimpered again. "This is bloody ridiculous. It's actually bigger than my forearm." Even his girth competed with her arm. She unfolded her hand. "It's just a little bit shorter than my hand and fingers stretched out."
His manly ego got petted very much by her now. Harry growled at the size comparison.
"Will it be a problem for my little Princess?" he asked her in a deep voice.
"N-no, Daddy. I will try my best," she whimpers.
"Good. That's all I am asking for." He smirks at her. He knew she wouldn't back down from this challenge. It wasn't in her nature. "I would suggest you start sucking. It will help your sweet pussy."
"Okay, Daddy." Since she was so short and he was so tall, she just needed to bend forward. She opened her mouth and started suckling at his big crown. She puckered her lips around his cock and looked into his eyes. Her hands started stroking the rest of his cock.
'Fuck, he tastes good,' she thought as she tasted his precum. 'This addicting. I can save a lot of money when I suck his cock instead of the sugar quills. I don't need to worry about the sugar anymore.' Hermione cheered inside her head. She found a way to get over her addiction from sugar quills.
"As much as I like you sucking my tip, my cock is a little bit bigger than that, Princess." She popped his head free.
"Yes, Daddy." She gathered some spit inside her mouth and spat on his cock. "Is this enough?" She spread the spit on his cock with her hands, looking innocently up. It clearly wasn't. Harry growled at the look she was giving him. She hastily lifted his cock up, kissing the crown before lapping at it, making it wet. She went down on one side, repeating the kissing and lapping.
Hermione went down to his big balls and started to worship them too. She never stopped stroking his cock while she bathed them with her spit. She sucked them both into her mouth. Since they were so big, she could only bat her tongue against them and not swirl around them like she wanted.
After that popped them free from her mouth and went on her way up his cock again, leaving kisses and little licks against it. At the tip, she engulfed his head and started bobbing her head up and down. Harry pulled her off after a few bobs.
"As much I like you sucking with that pretty mouth of yours, I want to fuck you until you break," Harry growled. He pulled out his wand and vanished their clothes. She yelped at that and blushed prettily because he vanished her knickers and bra too. Everything reappeared in a corner in a neat pile. He threw his wand towards the pile and took her in.
Her breasts which were covered by her blouse and bra were now exposed but they didn't drop an inch, thanks to her workout. In his opinion it was the most perfect set of breasts he had ever seen. Even with her workout they didn't lose their softness.
Her areolas were pink with already hard nipples. He imagined them wrapped around his cock which made it twitch. His eyes traveled lower across the hints of abs beneath the skin of her stomach.
His eyes got stuck on her scar. The fight at the Ministry was now three years old, but the mark would remain forever. Feeling the need to apologize, he looked into her eyes but couldn't find any words.
"It's ok, Harry. It wasn't your fault," Hermione softly said instead.
"You're beautiful," he said instead of apologizing, and it was true. The scar was another sign of devotion towards him, at least in his mind. Only she would follow him anywhere, even if it meant she got hurt. And he loved this about her and promised that he would protect her forever.
"Thank you," she blushed again. He took a step closer and couldn't help himself but cup her breasts. They fit perfectly into his big hands while his fingers sank into them. He bent down and kissed her lovingly.
"I will always make sure that you are protected, okay?" he promised her.
"And I will always protect you," she promised him back.
"But now hands against the window and present me that cute bum of yours, my little Princess," Harry commanded. Hermione squeaked and quickly turned around. She bent a little over and put her hands against the window. She pushed her heart shaped bum in his direction and then looked over shoulder at him.
"Very cute indeed," he hummed. Her cheeks were defined by her gym sessions while her waist remained small. He could see a little of her breasts from behind.
She shook her bum from side to side, making it jiggle. Harry growled at her and dropped a spank on her right cheek, covering nearly her whole cheek with his big hand print. It bounced from his impact. Hermione gasped at him, not expecting the spank.
"I will love making your bum jiggle and bounce with my cock," he smirked at her. "Look at you. You're so wet already. Before I make you mine, I need to taste this juicy pussy of yours." He knelt behind and grabbed her cheeks into his big hands then buried his nose between her cheeks and started lapping at her.
Hermione moaned when he dipped his tongue inside, trying to drink her juices straight from the source. All she could see was his raven hair between her cheeks and his large hands kneading her cheeks while he made a meal out of her. She closed her eyes and rested the side of her face against the window. Harry slithered his tongue as deep as he could before pulling back and thrust back inside, tongue fucking her.
Occasionally he swirled his tongue around her clit, making her cry out. He decided for himself, she tasted heavenly and he would enjoy making her cum with his tongue. But he wanted to bury his cock inside of her. He pulled away and patted her bum.
"There. All nice and wet for me," he said. He stood up from his kneeling position. When Harry reached his full height again, he snorted. "Well, this might be a problem."
"What?" Hermione asked, opening her eyes to look back. "Oh." His cock was over her bum. She let out a giggle. "It seems like I need to stand on my tip toes again." Harry smacked his cock down at her bum. "Daddy!" she exclaimed. "Fuck me already." She raised her bum for him, wiggling it. He growled at her then lined himself up before moving his thick head through her folds.
"Is this your first time?" Harry asked, just to make sure.
"Yeah." She let out a breath. "Please go slow."
"I will," he promised, rubbing her juices on his cock some before parting her lips. They stretched widely around his girth as he pushed in inch by inch, torturing slowly. Her breath hitched before he started to stretch her from inside out, her pussy wrapping around him like a glove, clamping down on him. His groin met her bum, letting her know she took him to the hilt. Hermione breathed quickly.
"I love you, my princess. You have all of me now," he told her, rubbing her back with his hand.
"Love you too," she mumbled. "Let me adjust and then you can fuck me properly." He bent over her and placed a kiss on her temple. She smiled at this. After a minute, she nodded at him. He pulled back and slowly thrust back in, making her cry out in pleasure when he hit that sweet spot behind her cervix. "Fuck, do that again," she all but commanded him.
Harry smiled when her bossy nature shone through. He drew back and thrust back inside, hitting that spot over and over. She moaned on each thrust. Looking down he saw his big cock splitting her cheeks apart while making them jiggle like he imagined. He growled again, dropping a spank on cheek.
"Fuck yes, Daddy. Spank me!" Hermione screamed. He responded with two more spanks. On every impact she tightened even further around him. She tried to suck him back inside when he pulled out.
"So tight," Harry groaned, increasing his thrust. He stared at bouncing cheeks hypnotizingly, burning the image forever into his mind. She trembled on her tiptoes and he helped her stay up right by holding her at her waist. Her bum smacked into his hips, setting a rhythm. He could see her breasts swing from his thrusts.
"Harry! Harry! Harry!" Hermione panted, inching closer to her first. He loved how vocal she was. He dropped another spank on her cheek, making her moan again. Her tongue lolled out, while she panted heavily. Her pussy fluttered around him. She came around his cock, crying out her release. He slowed his thrusts, determined to fuck her through her orgasm while holding his back.
Hermione closed her eyes when stars exploded behind them. She drenched his cock with her juices, riding her high as long as she could. When she came back to her senses, Harry was bent over her back, her right breast in his hand kneading it while pinching her nipple. His cock twitched inside her.
"You didn't cum?" she asked.
"No. I held myself back for you," Harry groaned into her ear, nipping at it.
"I think it's better like this. Did you think about protection?" asked a new voice. Hermione squeaked in mortification, trying to cover herself with her small hands that couldn't hide her large breast like Harry's hands. She pulled his left hand onto her breasts while she went to cover her pussy, making him chuckle.
"Oh don't bother Hermione. Harry covered you already well enough." Ginny said, standing on the opposite side of the window. "Besides, it's me. I saw you naked a few times at the Burrow. But I must say though, nice ass Harry."
"What do you want, Ginny? Can't you see I… We are busy right now?" Harry asked impatiently.
"Oh I'm just reminding you to use protection later because you forgot locking and silencing charms," she sounded smugly. Hermione squeaked again, covering her mouth with one hand. Harry opened his mouth to ask but Ginny cut him off.
"Don't worry. I covered them for you."
"Thanks." Harry said relieved.
"You're welcome." Ginny turned around, grinning like a Cheshire cat. She opened the door before stilling. "Don't forget protection. Unless Hermione wants to graduate with a huge belly." The last thing she hears, grinning madly, before she shut the door was Harry's deep growl and a squeal from Hermione because he began to fuck her again.
Ginny's words created an image in his head turning him on. His thrusts were hard, fast and relentless. In no time he had her back on track towards another orgasm. She quivered on her toes, quickly losing her strength but Harry lifted her up by her waist. He growled when he realised how much easier it was to pound her little pussy.
He pressed her breasts into the window, making her moan at the cold window pressing into her nipples. Only then she realized she could be seen from the outside when she was used like a toy for her best friend's pleasure.
This time she was too far gone to be mortified by that. Maybe there was also a hint of thrill. Luckily there was only land everywhere and no people in sight. Her feet limply hung down while Harry thrusted slightly upwards into her. She supported herself with her hands against the window.
"Fuck, Daddy!" Hermione screamed. "Fuck me harder and BREED ME!" Harry growled at her, increasing his thrusts. He was close to his release.
"Yeah? You want Daddy to cum in your womb and make you carry his child?" Hermione moaned at his words.
"Yes, Daddy. Make me yours!"
"You already are." Harry groaned. He bottomed out and started cumming. He pulled her against his chest, his left hand kneading breast while his right turned her head by her jaw and captured her lips in a needy kiss, making her sit on his cock with nearly no support.
Hermione moaned into the kiss, cumming with him and at his show of strength. Her hand went down to her belly, feeling his warm cum erupt and spread inside her. He filled her up completely. When they came down from their high, she pulled back from the kiss and looked at the ground.
"How are you so strong with your cock?" she lets out a giggle, swinging her legs a little.
"Magic and working out," Harry answered with a laugh. He walked over to the bench with her impaled on his cock, sitting down. Lifting her off his still hard cock by her waist, his cum instantly started to drip out of her gaping pussy down onto his cock. He set her down on her feet.
"Look, you left my cock so messy. You should clean it up," Harry ordered her.
"Yes, Daddy." She kneeled down between his thighs and looked up at his towering cock in front of her. It pulsed in time with his heartbeat while their cum ran down on it. She licked her lips at this sight before leaning in licking the first streak off his cock. Hermione moaned when his taste hit her taste buds, swallowing it down.
She started to clean his cock thoroughly. She let a few of the drops run down to get an excuse to lap at his balls. She took one into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it before switching and repeating the process. Looking up around his cock, she slurped around his ball in her mouth, peering innocently into his eyes and popped it free. On her way up she trailed kisses along his length.
"So big," she moaned between the kisses.
"Only for you, Princess," Harry responded. He watched all of her movements, trying to keep himself composed. When she reached his tip, she kissed it, nearly making out with it before pulling back.
"All done, Daddy," Hermione smirked at him. "All nice and clean." He hummed, critically eyeing his cock.
"Good girl," he praised. "But I think it needs a deeper cleaning." He looked purposefully at her.
"Okay, Daddy." She engulfed his tip, wrapping her lips around it. Bobbing up and down, she added a swirl of her tongue around his crown before sucking deeply. Harry moaned at her, praising her effort with his moans. She took him a little deeper with each bob, quickly hitting the entrance to her throat.
Hermione braced herself, remembering her training on some evenings when she was too horny for her own good, before swallowing while pushing her head down and opening her throat for his thick cockhead. It slipped inside and she took a deep breath through her nose, slipping another inch down until she couldn't anymore. She held him there, a little disappointed that there was so much of his cock still left.
Pulling back taking deep breaths, twisting her hands around his length. When she regained her breathing and dove back in, bobbing her head over his crown. Trying another try, she took him into her throat but only gained half an inch more than last time, holding him for nearly a minute without choking or gagging before she pulled back.
Harry watched Hermione trying to take his cock down her throat like a hawk, marking every detail on her face, sensing her frustrations. He didn't actually expect her to take him in her throat but was more than pleased when his head got messaged by her tight little throat. The next time she took him into her throat and wanted to give up, he put his large hand on the back of her head, cupping it completely and holding her in place. She looked into his eyes.
"Tsk, tsk," Harry looked at her mock-disappointed. "I thought you were a good girl. Good girls clean every inch. I think punishment is in order. Hands behind your back," Harry barked and she immediately went to comply, crossing her wrists on the small of her back. "See? You are a good girl." Her pussy gushed his cum out, letting it drop onto the floor with a wet splat.
"And now I'll help you take my big cock down your tight, little throat," Harry growled. With wide eyes, her head began to descend down his cock. He went very slow to show her his superior strength. Inch after inch slid down her throat.
Her eyes went cross eyed while her pussy clenched around nothing. Her nose bumped into his delicious abs she wanted to lick earlier and her chin rested against his balls. Her lips stretched widely around his girth at his base. His thick cock was thrumming inside her throat.
"There's my good girl. My good little princess, taking every single inch of my cock inside her throat." Harry groaned. Her throat is sitting so snug around his cock, making him want to never leave her throat again. He held her down for many seconds, enjoying how she massaged his cock with her throat muscles.
Hermione's focus snapped back to his face when she got aware he hadn't moved her from her position. She was slowly running out of air but for him she would stay there as long as he wanted her. Her eyes began to water while they stared into each other's eyes. Slipping her tongue out of her mouth, she extended it and licked his balls to add another sensation.
"Urgh, princess," Harry moaned. "Don't stop. You're making me never want to leave your tight throat." Pride swelled inside her, making her redouble her efforts. After what felt like an eternity, he pulled her head back, giving her a chance to take a deep breath through her nose before he started directing her head up and down on his length.
Her lips kissed his base every time before he jerked her up again. Her thoughts narrowed down to his thick, hard cock reshaping her throat while she tried to keep up with him, taking short breaths through nose when his tip was in her mouth. She made wet noises when he buried himself deep in her throat.
Hermione felt his cock starting to twitch, signalling to her he was about to cum. Pulling her to his groin, her nose was pressed into his abs and she extended her tongue again. They started to pulse on her tongue before his cock swelled even more. She felt his cum travel through his cock until it exploded out of his tip, splashing inside her walls deep in her throat. She moaned around his cock and made it vibrate.
"Oh you found a way to put her mouth to good use," Ginny giggled, having come back again since she couldn't help herself and tease them. Her eyes took Hermione in, kneeling between his thighs while she took his cock deep in her mouth. Her view closed on the obscene bulge of Hermione's neck, pulsing as Harry pumped his cum down her throat.
"OUT!" Harry said through gritted teeth and pushed her out with a display of wandless magic before closing the door also with magic. Ginny stood in front of the now closed door, the image of Hermione's throat bulging around his cock imprinted forever on her mind, leaving her horny. With a sigh she turned around, already planning when she could relieve herself.
Hermione didn't notice Ginny meanwhile. Her focus was on making room for his creamy treat fast enough. His flow of cum never seemed to end but it slowed down after another few spurts. He slowly pulled her head back, painting her throat white on his way up. When only his tip was in her mouth left, she gathered his cum inside her cheeks.
Making sure she gathered another mouthful, her lips left his cock. She looked into his eyes again before opening her mouth, proudly showing him his gathered cum pooling inside it. She closed it and made a show of swallowing. Harry growled at her.
"Dirty Princess," he said before cupping her face with his hands. He claimed her lips in a hungry kiss, tasting himself on her tongue. Hermione uncrossed her arms and took his semi hard cock into her hands. After they broke their kiss, she lapped up the cum which had trickled out of his cock while they were kissing.
She put a little bit pressure on his cock with her hands and attached her lips on his crown, sucking deeply on it like a straw. She made sure to empty the last bits out of his cock and stored it all in her belly.
"What do you think, Daddy?" Hermione asked. "Did I do a better job now?" She looked up into his face. Harry's face split into a huge grin.
"Yes, you did princess," he praised her. "For that, I'll reward you. On the bench. And show me your sweet pussy." She scrambled to get on the bench, her back on the wall while spreading her legs wide for him. She was dripping wet for him, her folds glistening, and looked expectantly at him. He chuckled at her before he kneeled in front of her and claimed her lips in a breathtaking kiss.
Harry trailed down, stopping at her breasts and taking her nipples into his mouth one at a time. When she got impatient, she pushed his head down where she wanted him the most. Leaving kisses on her taut stomach, he arrived at her yearning and swiped his tongue through her folds. Hermione's head fell back against the wall.
He started lapping at her juices, dipping his tongue deep inside of her before his attention focused on her clit, circling around it. She moaned at his ministrations. He teased her mercilessly while he didn't touch it directly. Replacing his tongue with his thumb, he ate her out again. Her breathing quickened, already close to her next orgasm.
Looking into her eyes from between her thighs, he slipped his thick ring and middle finger inside her heat before curling them into her g-spot. He pressed his tongue down on her nub, laying his right hand on her stomach to hold her in place. Hermione cried out when her orgasm hit her. Just when she thought it couldn't get any better, Harry started to use parseltongue.
His tongue started to vibrate on her clit making her screech higher as her orgasm intensified. She grabbed his hair with both hands while her feet pressed into his back, pulling him against her. He didn't relent, keeping his tongue vibrating. Hermione barely had time to recover before the second orgasm was on its way.
She screamed at the top of her lungs and bucked her hips against his face. The second orgasm hit her while she drenched his face with her juices. Harry still didn't stop, completely overstimulating her while turning her beautiful brain into a puddle of goo. He slipped his fingers from her heat but kept his tongue on her clit, already working on her third orgasm.
"Har-ry," she moaned.
"Yes, Princess?" he inquired innocently.
"You know, you're stuck with me now forever? I will never let you go with that tongue," she said breathlessly.
"I wouldn't have it any other way," he smirked, already lowering his mouth down while hissing again.
"HARRY!" Hermione screamed when he hit her clit again. She squirmed on the bench while her arms and legs shook against him. It was a sweet torture, never ending pleasure directly injected to her clit, pulsing through her body. Her voice got hoarse from trying to relieve some pleasure from her body.
The third orgasm hit her full force again, drenching Harry's face all over again, not that he minded. He drank it like a thirsty man. He stopped hissing and lapped up the remains from her juices. Hermione breathed heavily, locked into her position with her hands gripping his hair and her feets flat on his back, coming down from her high. She regained her senses and opened her eyes.
She squeaked when she saw her juices dripping down his face. Harry just grinned smugly while he lapped at her. Letting go of his hair and lifting her legs, she pushed him slightly away.
"I'm sorry?" Hermione said halfasking. He just chuckled and conjured with his wand a towel before drying off his face.
"Oh, don't be. I enjoyed it very much," he replied. He threw the towel away and drew her into a hungry kiss.
"I did NOT know I could do this," she panted after they broke their kiss. Harry chuckled again and sat back on the bench, splitting slightly his legs to show off his rock hard length which was weeping precum. His head glistened in the light. He started to stroke it, looking at her as she recovered. Hermione stared at his cock, licking her lips before she made eye contact.
"What do you think? Can you go one more round?" Harry asked, dropping his hand from his cock. She looked down again, having already made her decision. Falling to her knees from the bench opposite him, she crawled over to him while swaying her hips and bum exaggeratedly, eyeing his cock as if it was her prey.
She licked up the precum which had run down while he ate her out. From balls to the tip, she savored his taste before she climbed on his lap, straddling it. His cock rested between her cheeks as Hermione bent down, capturing his lips in a heated kiss. She grabbed his cock and positioned herself over him. Sinking down slowly, they moaned into the kiss as Harry split her apart. Only when her bum met his thighs, she stopped moving.
Since she had the high ground, she finally had a chance to duel his tongue but only because he let her. It was her turn to map out his mouth while she cupped his face. His hands weren't idle either and held her in place by holding onto her bum, kneading it with his big hands. They stayed like this for what seems an eternity before they broke up in need of air.
"I love you," she whispered against his lips. "I think I always have. From the moment you jumped on the back of that troll, even when I hadn't realized it at that time." She pressed a lingering kiss on his lips.
"I love you too," he replied. "I think I fell in love with you in third year. That was at least when I noticed my best friend was a girl." He sheepishly smiled before looking away. Hermione shook her head at him.
"No," she denied. "Maybe you noticed me as a girl but thinking back now, you started loving me when I was in the infirmary and you came to visit me everyday." He spun his head at her.
"You remember that?"
"Yeah," she placed a kiss on his nose. "I was awake. And I will never forget how you read to me."
"I wasn't sure if you could hear me," Harry said. "Merlin, we were idiots for waiting so long." He started laughing.
"Yes, we were," Hermione agreed, grinning at him. "But here we are. Me sitting on your massive cock while we remember all the times we missed out on each other."
"Merlin Hermione. Hearing you say that is so fucking hot," he groaned.
"Benefit of being a prude, of always being prim and proper." She clenched the muscles of her core around his cock making him growl in response while a smirk adorned her lips.
"Less talking, more riding." He dropped a spank on her bum. "Start moving that arse, Princess."
"Yes, Daddy." She gripped his shoulders before lifting herself off his cock and hissed when she dropped back down. "Fuck," she shrieked. "Your cock is so big, it's like I'm being split in half."
She started bouncing on his cock, enjoying how her walls parted around his length every time she sank down. Angeling it just right, Hermione made sure he was hitting her sweet spot. Her eyes became hooded with pleasure.
Harry couldn't resist himself and buried his head between her bouncing breasts. She wrapped her arms around his head, pushing them against his face. He was trapped in the plush case of her breasts while she rode his cock and his fingers sank into her bum, supporting her movements. She rolled her hips on his cock, drawing circles, making them both moan.
After he had his fill of being smothered by her breasts, Harry pulled back and pushed them together. He sucked both of her nipples at the same time into his mouth, batting his tongue against her hardened peaks. She bit her bottom lip. Releasing her breasts, he grabbed her hips and started thrusting up into her.
He grabbed her bum again and stood up with her for more leverage to hit her sweet spot. She released a squeak from the sudden change of position and wrapped her legs around his waist. His fingers sank into her flesh, no doubt leaving a faint imprint when they were done.
Hermione moaned into his hungry kiss, the display of his power turning her on. He started bouncing her on his cock like she weighed nothing. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she supported him as her bum met his hips. Stars exploded behind her closed eyes as he hit that deep spot behind her cervix on every bounce.
"Fuck, don't stop. Right there. YES!" she exclaimed, breaking their lip lock. The room was filled from their bodies connecting. His balls swung upwards meeting her bum, adding to the rhythm he set. The door to their compartment opened. Harry, already guessing who it is, didn't stop bouncing Hermione on his cock.
"You two are still at it?" Ginny asked, biting her lip as she watched Harry bouncing Hermione on his cock like a toy. Harry just growled at her. "You know Harry, I know she's hot and you need to fuck her brains out, but she needs to walk later. She is the Head Girl after all."
"Don't worry. Just a few more orgasms for her." He dropped a spank on Hermione's bum. "Now leave. I have work to do. We'll come and find you when we are done."
Ginny just bit her lip, her own panties getting ruined by their display of lewdness.
'I may need to relieve myself before we are at Hogwarts,' she thought before closing the door.
Hermione, meanwhile, was barrelling towards her orgasm. Harry quickly pushed her over the edge, never stopping to thrust up, prolonging her high as long as possible.
"Har-ry," she raggedly panted, sounding like she was going to break.
"It's okay, Princess," Harry soothingly murmured. "Just one more, can you do that for me, my Princess?" He kissed her forehead.
"O-okay," she breathed, holding on to him. He resumed his thrusts afterward.
"You are doing so good, my Princess." Hermione whimpered. "You're taking me so well, taking my big cock into your tiny little pussy like you're made for me." She clenched hard around him, making him hiss in pleasure. "Yesss, good girl. Milk me. Make me cum inside of you. Let me breed you."
"Dad-dy…" she whined.
"Yesss, my little Princess. I will be a Daddy," Harry growled. "Now cum on my cock." She couldn't help but obey him. She coated his groin with her juice "Yesss, there it is." He let go of himself, hilting his cock fully inside her before cumming deep, painting her walls white his balls drawing up.
He groaned into her ear, letting her know he was cumming inside her, not that she needed any extra reminding, since his cock was pulsing against her walls. She moaned at the feeling of getting filled up again as his warmth spread through her.
They were panting heavily. She quickly recovered and cupped his face with her hands and claimed his lips in a kiss full of affection. His cock which started to soften inside her, twitched slightly.
"No, I'm sore," Hermione said, shaking her head with a smile. "You ruined me already enough. Ginny was right. I need to hold up an image."
"I never said I wanted another round," Harry smirked at her.
"Your little or rather big buddy said otherwise."
"You need to be lenient. He just fucked the brains out of the most beautiful witch. Of course he wants another go." She just blushed at him.
"Prat," she said, smacking his chest. "Let me down." His semi hard cock slipped out of her as he put her on her feet. His cum started to run down her thighs. Harry just growled at that and stepped into her space and grabbed her neck and throat with his hands, bending it backwards, his lips hovered above hers.
"You ARE my beautiful Princess. Never doubt that," Harry growled against her lips before pulling her into a hungry kiss. She whimpered at him and pressed herself more against him. His semi hard cock pushed against belly, reminding her of his state of arousal.
"Okay," she breathed when he let her up for air.
"That's 'Okay, Daddy' or ' Yes, sir.'" he said, releasing her to leave a spank on her bum, making her squeak.
"Yes, Daddy. Okay, Daddy," Hermione quickly replied.
"Better. Now get dressed," he commanded, playfully patting her on her butt.
The welcoming fest was in full swing. The hat had sung about victory and unity. Professor McGonagall now Headmistress McGonagall continued the tradition of Headmaster Dumbledore and made a short speech before she asked for a minute of silence for all who fought in the war and couldn't be here today.
After a minute of silence she thanked everyone before clapping her hands, letting the food appear. Everybody dug in except Hermione. Sitting beside Harry she just stared at the food.
"Hermione?" Seamus asked her. "Where were you the whole time on the train?"
"Oh, I had some Head Girl stuff to do." She cleared her throat, her voice sounding raspy.
"Why is your voice so raspy?" he continued to prod. Hermione just blushed in response, choosing not to answer. Ginny smirked and raised her hand for a high five with Harry which he promptly hit with his own.
"You two are impossible," Hermione said, pouting. Ginny decides to tease her further.
"But Hermione. We didn't do anything," she said innocently. "I am more worried why your plate is so empty." Hermione got even redder and mumbled something about her tummy being too full.
"Oh, why is that? Too many 'sweets' on the train?" Ginny suggested, shooting her a wink. Hermione just stared at her horrified.
"Yeah, that," she finally answered through a hot blush.