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She looked into his eyes again, then sighed deeply. I know you didn't mean to walk in on me. He felt some of the tension leave the room at her words. Hermione flushed and cleared her throat. I was just so mad at you, Harry James Potter. He was relieved beyond measure at the outcome of this meeting, and felt suddenly giddy. The pair sat in comfortable silence for awhile, mulling over the words they had just exchanged. She looked him full in the face, unable to resist a faint smirk.

You're just teasing me, aren't you? This is Hermione Granger's idea of a joke. And you said you would do it. He had volunteered to do just what she was proposing, but he truly hadn't expected her to call him on it. His legs felt incredibly weak all of a sudden. Then she slowly nodded her head.

He pulled his t-shirt over his head, shivered, and dropped it to the floor. Her eyes roved across his bare chest and abs, which were much more defined than they had been a year ago.

He slowly pushed down his pajamas and let them fall to the floor, leaving him in nothing but his boxers. Golden snitches buzzed erratically across their surface, and he looked down at them, contemplating what he was about to do. Hermione too stared at the boxers, not moving a muscle. He could see her pulse pounding in her neck from the reflected candlelight.

Harry took one last breath and then steeled himself. He desperately hoped that it wasn't too cold in the room. He was tense, not aroused in the slightest, and he didn't want Hermione to think him small.

He looked down in relief, noting that there was minimal shrinkage from the intimidating circumstances. He glanced at her, and was unsurprised by the look of intense focus on her face.

She was scrutinizing his flaccid cock as if it were a new scientific discovery. She moved her head to the side to get a better view, her mouth hanging open slightly, and suddenly the eroticism of the situation crashed down on him. He was naked in front of Hermione, and she was staring at his cock. Quite against his will, it began hardening and stretching before her eyes.

He sighed and clenched his jaw in embarrassment. In no time at all Harry was as hard as a rock. He was unable to resist the alluring thought of a girl examining his cock so closely. And he most certainly thought of Hermione as a girl now.

She stared at it with comically wide eyes, and Harry looked at the ceiling as she turned this way and that, as if memorizing his dimensions from multiple angles. Finally he glanced down at her. Hermione looked from his cock to his eyes and back, then blushed and cleared her throat nervously.

He simply couldn't believe this was happening. Then he began stroking himself slowly and dispassionately, hoping to end his humiliation as soon as possible.

He knew that she was watching him intently, and wondered what she might think of him after this display.

After half a minute of stroking, he stopped and crossed his arms over his chest. He put them back on, Hermione watching his every move. Then he slid his t-shirt and pajama bottoms on, still leaving a conspicuous tent in their front. When he was finished, her eyes slowly rose to meet his. They knew each other well, and their friendship had been tested many times before. Both knew from one look into the other's eyes that it had just survived this test as well. Harry gave her an embarrassed grin.

He followed her gaze, and then cleared his throat when she continued staring. Things had changed somehow between them, but he felt that their closeness had emerged unscathed. They both leaned back and stared into the darkened corners of the room.

A comfortable silence followed until Harry worked up the courage to break it. She pulled a thick tome from within and handed it to Harry. He held it in his lap and looked at a moving picture of Adam and Eve on its cover; neither was attired in so much as a fig leaf.

A History of Magical Art during the Italian Renaissance," he read aloud, and then looked at her with a cheeky grin. She rolled her eyes. He extended a hand to her.

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Neither was finding it very easy to concentrate on the reading after the awkwardness of what had just transpired. Harry had been trying to focus on the same page for over five minutes. Hermione finally cleared her throat, breaking the silence. He had been wondering what she was thinking, and it excited him that she too seemed to be dwelling on their recent encounters. Her eyes never left the book in her lap, but he could tell she was holding her breath. Much bigger than I expected. If he weren't mistaken, Hermione was flirting with him.

He wasn't entirely sure what to do about it, but he risked closing his book and turning toward her. He only knew that this conversation was exciting him very much. His arousal was pressing uncomfortably against his pajamas now, and he tried to subtly adjust himself.

Hermione glanced over when he did so, then blushed and looked down at her book again. Harry didn't miss it, and he continued looking at her, wondering just what she was thinking.

Could she be enjoying this just as much as he was? He could hear her breathing more quickly than normal, but couldn't really see her face. When she continued staring at her book, he decided to take a risk. He reached over and pushed it closed with his finger. She frowned imperceptibly and stared at the floor between them.

She took a deep breath, and began talking very rapidly. It could even be…" This time he put a hand on hers, interrupting her spiel. I think it's a fantastic idea. Who trust each other. And can, erm, look at each other's bodies without being weird about it, or, or losing control. He suddenly wanted to do this very much, even though he wasn't certain what 'this' was. You can't tell Ron. And you can't tell Ginny. You don't have a thing for her, do you? She's Ron's little sister.

She can barely put together two sentences in front of me. You, er, don't have a thing for Ron, then?

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He likes belittling me too much. Just the two of us…experimenting, I think you called it. They looked at each other, both seemingly at a loss for what to do or say next.

Harry thought it was probably a record for her. Well, I, er, suppose I meant just…just getting naked again and…and touching ourselves. He stood hesitantly from the love seat. He only knew that he needed some relief.

He stepped sideways until he was right in front of her, his knees nearly brushing up against hers. She looked up at him shyly as he pulled off his shirt and then pulled down his pajama bottoms once again. He paused to look down at her. She gave him a weak but reassuring smile and then looked between his legs. His boxers were tented massively, and she watched with rapt attention as he freed his arousal and lowered them to the floor. His erection sprang out a mere foot from her face, and he could see her pupils dilate as she stared at it.

Her chest heaved as she breathed. It excited him immensely that Hermione got so worked up by examining his nude body. She unconsciously reached toward him, as if to touch his penis, and then suddenly pulled her hand back.

Harry's heart pounded as he considered what to say. She seemed to have reservations, but he wanted her to touch him very, very badly. There was a delicious pressure building up deep in his abdomen, and it begged for her participation in its release. She touched his engorged crown with two fingers, and Harry sighed in bliss. Then she wrapped her hand around his entire head, squeezing it gently and exploring its texture with her fingers.

He could barely keep his eyes open as she touched him. She slowly slid her hand down his cock, gripping it in a circle with her fingers, and Harry gasped at the friction. She looked up at him curiously, a little surprised at the look of raw need on his face. When she reached the base, she ran her fingers languorously through his dark pubic hair, then gently cupped his balls. She gave them a tentative squeeze, and he shivered. She was just satisfying her curiosity, he knew, but it felt as if she were teasing him.

She returned her hand to his cock and lifted it up to explore its underside, her finger lazily tracing the thick cord of flesh that ran its length.

She let it drop, and then giggled in a very un-Hermione-like fashion when it bounced. Harry could take no more of this exquisite torture. Like I was doing. Harry breathed out sharply as she progressed. Then she began tugging gently on him, her eyes now riveted on his face. Every nerve in his body seemed to have relocated to his cock. After just a few moments of this he felt he could barely stand.

He reached forward and put a hand on her shoulder for balance. She stopped stroking for a moment, and he looked down at her questioningly. She was leaning forward slightly, and his cock was only inches from her face. She stared up at him with a look he couldn't name, some mixture of vulnerability, embarrassment, and lust.

She kissed the tip tenderly for a moment, emitting a soft smooching sound, then softly caressed the underside of his crown with her tongue. She leaned forward until she took the rest of his crown in her mouth, wrapping her lips tightly around it.

Harry could feel her suction it gently; the feeling of her soft, warm tongue as his cock rested on it was almost more than he could bear. She pulled back slowly, ever so slowly, and kissed the tip when she was finished.

She began stroking his shaft lightly again and looked up at him in question. It will make a mess. We can clean it easily enough. Her grip had tightened perceptibly, and she began tugging on him more firmly as his breathing became more rapid.

A moment later he grunted and his cock spurted a rope of white fluid onto her covered breasts. He spurted again and again, Hermione watching every second in awe, until the front of her shirt was soaked with his semen. She used her thumb to wipe away the last of his release as it oozed out, and then smeared it too on her shirt. He opened his eyes and smiled at her dazedly as his breathing slowly returned to normal.

Hermione stared down at his softening cock, watching the trace amounts of cum that oozed out as it slowly shrank. She reached for her wand, and with a whispered incantation her shirt became spotlessly clean once more. If we're going to experiment, let's do it right.

If she was surprised when he kissed her tenderly, seeking entrance into her mouth, she did not show it. She turned her head and kissed him back passionately, seeking out his tongue with her own. It was the first kiss for both of them, and they explored each other's mouths with eagerness, pausing only when they felt the need to breathe.

Harry pulled away from their intense snogging after several minutes and gazed at her dreamily. The two grinned dazedly at each other for a moment. Harry eventually grew bolder and settled his right hand on her breast, testing out her response. She moaned into his mouth, and he gently squeezed it, marveling at its firmness. He could feel her nipple stretching at the fabric beneath the shirt.

He pulled away after a moment and rested his forehead on hers. When it cleared, he dropped it to the floor and stared at her naked breasts closely. She watched him somewhat apprehensively, and resisted the urge to cover them with her hands.

He tentatively ran the edge of his index finger along the smooth curve of one breast, then gently palmed both of them. Soft pink nipples pressed into his hands, and she shivered beneath his touch.

He kneaded them softly in wonder; there was no flesh like this on his own body. She watched him nervously as he examined her.

He could feel her heart pounding in her chest. He looked up at her and smiled reassuringly. He circled his tongue gently around her areola before taking her small nipple in his mouth.

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Hermione gasped and ran her fingers through his hair as he caressed her with his tongue. She was surprised, but not displeased, that he had been so bold. He pulled away and looked at her with unconcealed lust in his eyes, and he was surprised that her face mirrored his.

Before he could do anything else, she pounced on him. She pinned him to the seat with her weight and attacked his mouth hungrily, her hand finding its way to his cock. He was rock hard again, and she gripped him firmly. Harry returned her kiss enthusiastically and scooted forward in the seat, giving her hand better access to his arousal.

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She began stroking him fiercely as they kissed, and he was overwhelmed by the desire he felt pouring off her. The part of him that could not believe he was doing this with Hermione had long since been shouted down by the raw lust produced by her touch.

She pulled on his cock as if she desperately needed for him to cum, and he sighed in bliss and kissed her with as much passion as he could muster, his hands alternately roaming across her back and squeezing her breasts in delight. It didn't take long for Hermione's ferocious tugging to get the better of him. He pulled away from their kiss, panting, to warn her.

She attacked his mouth again and pulled on his cock even more relentlessly. He whimpered a moment later as his cock spasmed in her grip, shooting spurt after spurt of warm cum onto his chest, her chest, and both of their hips and stomachs. She was pressed against him so closely that there was an instant, sticky mess between them. She didn't seem to notice, and he could not have cared less.

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He broke their kiss as he rode out the last of his orgasm, sighing in relief at his release. She stopped tugging for a moment and looked down, as if surprised at the mess he had made. She returned his grin and began to pull away, likely to go for her wand, but Harry held her fast. I want to touch you now.

She chewed nervously on her lower lip, something that Harry found absolutely adorable, as he slid a hand down her side and rested it on the edge of her shorts. They had multiple buttons in the front, and he couldn't access them easily. She moved directly in front of him, just as he had for her, and began unbuttoning the fly of her shorts. Harry watched with growing anticipation as she reached the last button and slid them down her legs.

Underneath she was wearing a pair of white-and-blue striped cotton panties that were cut seductively low. He grinned up at her.

You came here to seduce me, didn't you? It makes all the difference in the world. Then she stood back up directly in front of him, giving him the chance to examine her as she had him. He breathed out audibly, his pulse pounding as he drank in the sight of her pussy. From this angle she wasn't as hairy as she had seemed last night. He could just make out the outline of her labia, backlit as they were by the candlelight streaming between the small gap between her thighs.

It was gloriously erotic. He roamed his hand through her thick hair, twisting it gently in his fingers. He pulled on it, drawing Hermione closer to him. Hermione nodded shyly and moved to his left, then seated herself next to him again on the love seat.

She spread her legs for him, and he turned and looked down at the gloriously wet curls surrounding her pussy. He couldn't see properly from the side, so he got to his knees on the floor and scooted himself between her legs. He looked up at her from the floor and saw that she was beholding him with wide eyes. Her legs were spread wide in the love seat, and Harry's face was a mere foot from her most intimate parts.

She felt extremely exposed. I thought we had already established that every part of you is beautiful, especially this part. She nodded and stared as he lowered his face to examine her pussy more closely. The area around her lips was soaked with arousal, her brown curls damp and sticky. He gently parted her outer lips with his thumbs, exposing the glistening pink flesh beneath the curls. It was the most wonderful thing he had ever seen. There was a hooded protrusion of flesh that stood out noticeably, which he knew to be her clit.

Below it was a pair of small pink lips, opened ever so slightly and shining with the evidence of her lust. Harry could smell the scent of her arousal from this distance, and it was unlike anything he had ever encountered. It made him want to bury his face between her legs and inhale deeply.

She shivered above him and tried to relax. He looked up and saw that he she was chewing on her lip again.

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He settled in next to her, reclining on his side as she lay back with her legs still spread wide. The heat radiating from her skin was amazing to him. Their eyes met, and Harry smiled warmly as he lowered his hand from her belly to her soft mound and then to the wet cleft between her legs. She stared into his eyes as he sought out her clit with his thumb and made small circles around her lips with his middle finger.

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Her eyelids fluttered as he teased her. He pushed his middle finger gently in between her labia, and it slipped inside her with a soft, wet sound. Hermione breathed out roughly, her eyes closing intermittently as she focused on what he was doing to her.

He reached further inside her with his finger, exploring the tightness and heat of her body. He stroked the top of her walls with his fingertip, stunned at how soft and silky they were, and she panted softly and closed her eyes.

He absolutely loved seeing Hermione lose her composure. He moved his thumb in small circles on her clit, pressing down a little harder, then eased a second finger into her. The fit was incredibly tight, and he had to wriggle it gently to get it in. He watched her face as he twisted his fingers within her.

The involuntary gasps, the furrowed brow, the soft sheen on her forehead…he might think she was in pain if not for the subtle bucking of her hips when he penetrated her.

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She panted softly as he continued stroking her with his fingers, and Harry began rubbing his thumb back and forth across her clit more firmly.

He leaned in obediently and captured her mouth with his, and she sought out his tongue in desperation. The two friends wrestled with their tongues in a frenzy of lust, each overcome by what they were doing. Harry continued teasing her clit and plunging his fingers into her as they kissed, and a short while later Hermione began panting into his mouth in short bursts.

He rubbed her clit furiously and twisted his fingers back and forth as quickly as he could within the tight confines of her pussy. Finally she gasped and reached over to grab Harry's erect cock with her hand. She squeezed it unmercifully as she began panting and undulating her hips against his hand. He watched, enthralled, as she grimaced and panted in time with the contractions of her pussy.

He continued pleasuring her as she came, trying to ignore the painful grip she had on his cock. She seemed to be trying to break it in half. He sighed in relief when she collapsed completely against the love seat and relaxed her grip. Her eyes remained closed as her breathing returned to normal, and Harry gingerly extracted his fingers from her. He sniffed them surreptitiously since she wasn't looking, and he knew it was a scent he would remember forever. Hermione heaved a great sigh and opened her eyes.

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