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 Harry and Hermione by The Womb Raider the.womb.raider@gmx.com

   Harry Potter, "The Boy Who Lived", was beyond mad.  He was seethingly
angry.  He had just been out on a date with Cho Chang, the girl he had had
a crush on since his 3rd year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry.
Thing had looked up over the past few months.  Cho actually seemed to be
liking him!  It had taken him ages to screw up the courage to ask her our,
but he couldn't have wished for a better response.  She had accepted
immediately.

   However, once out on the date, Harry found he had no idea how to behave
with her.  He had really put his foot in his mouth one time when he
arranged to meet Hermione Granger, one of his best friends, in Hogsmead the
same day as his date with Cho.  It had not worked out well.  Cho had ended
up walking out on him.

   But that was all behind him.  Cho and he had made up shortly afterwards.
They had been out on a couple dates since then, and things were working out
well for them.  It was from one of these dates he was currently stalking
away from.

   "All I wanted was to feel them!  It's not like I tried to get under her
shirt or into her knickers.  What's so wrong with that?" Harry muttered to
himself as he wound his way back to Gryffindor tower.

   His face still stung from where she had slapped him.  He had managed to
get a quick feel of Cho's left breast before the world exploded behind his
eyes.  When his world stopped spinning he had just enough time to see the
hem of Cho's robes disappear around the corner before he was left once
again alone in the greenhouse with a severe case of "blue balls".

   Harry had been so intent on reliving the end of the date that he didn't
even realize he had walked past the portrait of "The Fat Lady" until the
hallway came to a dead end.

   Having one more thing to curse about, Harry retraced his steps back to
the portrait and gave the password.

   "Fizzing Whizbee" he muttered.  The fat lady in the pink dress blinked
and asked "Something on your mind tonight?" as the portrait swung wide to
reveal the entrance to the Gryffindor common room.

   "Mind your own business, you fat cow!" snapped Harry and stepped into
the common room, the portrait swinging shut behind him.

   The room was amazingly empty for once.  Harry briefly wondered why this
was, until he remembered most students would be in the great hall for some
sort of entertainment the school was putting on...

   In fact, the room was practically deserted, save for Hermione sitting in
the corner armchair by the fire.  This was Hermione's favorite spot and, as
usual, she had her nose in a book.

   "Hi Hermy" Harry said.  Now that he was back in the comfort of the
common room, all the anger seemed to leave him.

   "Oh!  Hi Harry!  What are you doing back so early?  Didn't you have a
date with Cho tonight?" Hermione responded, without even looking up from
the book.

   "Yeah." Harry sighed.  "But she got mad at me and left."

   At this, Hermione looked up at Harry.  "Why did she..." She stopped
short.  "Harry, did she slap you?"

   "Uh.  Yeah.  How did you know?"

   Hermione fumbled in her school bag and produced a small hand held
mirror. She held it out to Harry without a word.

   Hesitantly, Harry took the mirror and turned it around to see his
reflection.  He gasped.  Across the left side of his face, in angry red,
was what was unmistakable a hand print.

   "Damn" Harry muttered as he gingerly touched the welt on his face with
his fingertips.  He winced, the area was still tender.

   "Harry, why did Cho slap you?" Hermione asked as she removed her wand
and pointed it at his face.  "Curio Weltus" she chanted.

   It was like the bruise was being sucked from his face.  Harry touched
his cheek again, realizing it was no longer warm or tender.  "Thanks" he
said gratefully.

   "Anytime.  Now, why did Cho slap you?" Hermione replied, replacing her
wand within the folds of her robe.

   "Umm ...  well ...  I kinda got a little curious and tried to touch her
chest." Harry said meekly.  It was very hard telling Hermione this as she
leveled him with her gaze.

   "Harry!" Hermione sighed.

   "I couldn't help it!  We were kissing and I had to touch them!" Harry
responded, suddenly on the defensive.

   "Well, how did you approach them?"

   "Huh?" Harry was confused.  Approach them?

   "How did you go about getting your hands on them?" She sat on the couch
and patted the cushion next to her.  "Here, show me.  Pretend I'm Cho."

   Harry sat next to her and said "Well, I guess like this..." and reached
out for Hermione's left breast.  She slapped his hand away before he could
make contact.

   "No wonder!" Hermione said, rolling her eyes.  "You can't just reach out
for a girls chest out of the blue.  You have to lead into it ...  let me
show you.  Here, put your arms around me."

   "Harry wondered where this was going, but complied.

   "Good.  Now, kiss me." Hermione instructed.

   "WHAT!?" Harry was confused.  Kiss Hermione?

   Again Hermione rolled her eyes.  "Kiss me you idiot, like you kiss Cho."

   Harry leaned forward and gave Hermione a peck on the lips.

   "Damn, is that how you kiss Cho?  No wonder you can't get to first base
with her.  Kiss me properly, use your tongue.  Make me want your hands on
me."

   Harry again leaned forward and kissed his friend.  This time with more
passion, making sure she would be happy.  He even slid his tongue gently
inside her mouth, feeling her tongue wiggle against his.

   "Better." Hermione instructed as she broke the kiss.  "Now do it again,
and this time slide your hands up the back of my robes and caress my back."
Harry complied.

   Harry was starting to feel a little strange, sitting here kissing one of
his best friends, but he was also getting turned on.  He knew Hermione was
trying to help him with Cho, but the more he kissed her and caressed the
soft skin on her back, the harder it was to think of his girlfriend.

   "Mmmmm ...  now slid your hands around under my arms and ...  yeah ...
that's right ...  cup my breasts." Hermione instructed in Harry's ear
between kisses.

   Harry couldn't believe it was happening, kissing and feeling up his best
friend.  But feeling Hermione's soft warm skin beneath his fingers was
quickly driving all thoughts of Cho out of his mind.  Cho?  Cho who?

   "Hermione really does have a nice body." Harry thought "She is just
always hiding it under her baggy robes."

   Hermione was panting heavily as Harry ran his thumbs over her nipples,
causing them to stiffen immediately.

   "Oh ...  mmmmm ...  Harry ...  that feels so good."

   Harry was having similar thoughts.  He couldn't believe he hadn't
noticed how Hermione had changed since he first met her.  Gone was the
flat-as-a-board girl he used to know.  Instead he was holding the
bigger-than-a-handful tits of a very excited young woman.  He felt the
weight of them in his hands, still not believing how they could feel so
soft, yet the tips be so hard.

   Hermione was quite visibly squirming around on the bench, seeming to try
to scratch an itch.  Her eyes were unfocused and she was panting heavily.

   Harry pants were getting very tight under his robes.  It was actually
getting quite uncomfortable.  Deciding to throw caution to the wind he
kissed Hermione deeply and took her hand, which he then guided to his
crotch.

   Hermione instinctively started palming him through his clothes.  It feel
good, but he wanted more.  He took Hermione's other hand, guiding it under
his robes to the zipper of his pants.  He closed his eyes and took a deep
breath in anticipation.

   Almost without realizing she was doing it, Hermione grasped his zipper
and slowly lowered it.  Harry's hard member sprang out into the open and
into Hermione's hand.

   Harry leaned his head back and groaned as he felt Hermione's cool
fingers wrap around his hard shaft and start to stroke him.  He opened his
eyes and saw Hermione gazing with rapt attention to the hard cock she was
manipulating, her mouth was slightly open and she wasn't blinking.

   Looking at Hermione's lips, Harry suddenly remembered something George
Weasley said a year ago after the Yule Ball.  George had gone with Alicia
Spinett, and after the ball Alicia has "given him head".  Harry just HAD to
see if Hermione would do it too.

   He ran his fingers through Hermione's thick curly hair and gently
grasped the back of her head.  With gentle pressure he slowly bent Hermione
forward until her face was inches from his cock.  Hermione knew what he
wanted, but her "good girl" defense had engaged.

   "Oh ...  Harry ...  I don't think we should be ...  ugh ...  doing
this..." she panted.

   "Please Hermy," Harry begged.  "You've got me so worked up ...  mmm ...
I need some release ...  please..."

   Hardly believing that would do it for her, Hermione closed her eyes,
bent forward the rest of the way, and slowly sucked Harry's cock into her
warm and wet mouth.

   "Oh!  Geeze!" Harry muttered as he surrendered to the feeling of
Hermione's mouth enveloping his hard dick.

   Hermione, meanwhile, was trying to get used to the sensation of having a
hard piece of man flesh cradled in her mouth.  She knew things had
progressed too far, and the logical part of her mind was screaming in
alarm. However, the purely wanton act she was performing on Harry had
awakened something primal deep inside her.  She felt beautiful, wanted, on
fire.  She had secretly desired Harry for a long time.  Now here he was,
leaning back, with his eyes closed, enjoying the feel of her lips wrapped
around him.  It filled her with a strange desire, and made her pussy itch
and dampen.

   An electric jolt seemed to go straight from Harry's cock and up his
spine when Hermione ran her tongue against the underside of his cockhead.
Opening his eyes again and looking down he watched intently as his cock
disappeared and reappeared from the confines of his best friends mouth.  He
lovingly caressed her hair, then slowly down her back to her upturned ass.
He hadn't realized it before, but when Hermione had leaned the rest of the
way forward, she had put her ass up in the air for balance.

   Tentatively, Harry slowly moved his hand down and over Hermione's ass.
He cupped it and felt it.  With breathless anticipation, he caressed down
her thighs to the hem of her skirt and slowly pulled it up to reveal her
white lace panties.

   Harry tucked Hermione's skirt into it's own waist band and continued to
explore her body.  He was surprised at how smooth her skin was and gasped
when he felt the even softer skin of Hermione's inner thigh.

   Hermione was loving the feel of Harry's hands on her.  Many a night she
had drifted off to sleep touching herself while imagining it was Harry
touching her.  Now here he was, touching her tender places like she had
dreamed.  Even better, she had Harry's "wand" believe her lips.  This
thought, more than any other, was making her soak her panties.

   Growing bolder, Harry moved the crotch of Hermione's panties aside and
was rewarded with the feel of her damp curls against his fingertips.  He
moved his fingers up and down her slippery slit over and over again.  Each
time his fingers traveled to the top of Hermione's gash she jumped a little
and sucked him harder.  Harry guessed this was Hermione's clit, and soon
focused his attentions on this spot.

   Hermione, meanwhile, was having trouble concentrating on sucking Harry.
His fingers felt so much better than hers ever had, and every time he
touched her clit she thought the world would end.  She was surprised
however when she felt Harry pull her up and her mouth off him.

   Harry quickly, but gently pushed Hermione onto her back.  She watched as
Harry knelt on the floor between her spread legs.

   She just about jumped out of her skin when she felt Harry's mouth on her
slippery slit.

   "Oooooh!  Harry!  That feels ...  mmmm ...  sooo good!" Hermione cooed.

   Harry still couldn't believe he was doing this.  He was kneeling between
Hermione's spread legs with his mouth on her pussy.  He realized he hadn't
even looked at what he was licking.  Here was his pussy, and he didn't even
know what it looked like.

   Reaching up, and hooking his fingers in her panties he slowly pulled
Hermione's knickers down her slender legs and off.  Moving her knees apart
once again, he gazed up at her and drank in the sight of his first live
pussy.

   Hermione was lightly furred, with a thin carpet of brown curls framing
her treasures.  Harry was surprised that she seemed to have a slit that
just seemed to flow seamlessly to her ass crack.  He softly ran his fingers
up and down her bare slit, watching her pussy lips part around them.

   Harry ran up against Hermione's clit several times then dragged his
fingers down to the middle of her gash.  He applied slight pressure and
heard Hermione gasp and moan as he felt his fingers penetrate her.

   Harry couldn't believe how tight she was.  It was like trying to push
his fingers through a tight oily fist.  He pushed further and came upon a
blockage.  It only took Harry a moment to realize what it was.  Hermione
was a virgin!  This took him by surprise, as he was sure Hermione had lost
it during their fourth year, when she dated Victor Krum.  But the evidence
was irrefutable, he had his fingertips against Hermione's cherry.

   Hermione for once didn't know what to do.  Harry's fingers felt so good
inside her, but it was bigger than anything she had put in there before. 
She thought the handle of her wand was big, but she realized it hadn't
stretched her at all, the way Harry's finger was.  When he pressed against
her hymen when fingering her, she almost screamed, but instead bit her lip.
She was glad she did when, moments later, she felt Harry's lips return to
her pussy.  The feel of his tongue against her clit made her want to scream
again, but this time in ecstasy.  Instead, she simply cooed and moaned. 
She couldn't believe something could feel so good.

   Harry continued lapping at Hermione's pussy.  He actually discovered he
liked the taste of her.  Every time he would flick her clit, more juices
would flow out of her, which he happily lapped up before returning to her
clit.  It was a progressing cycle which was driving Hermione higher and
higher.  She was getting close, so very close to her breaking point.  She
could almost taste it, as Harry continued to taste her.

   Thus it came as a total shock to her when Harry suddenly stopped and
knelt between her spread legs.  She could see his hard cock sticking out of
his pants and pointing towards her.  She instinctively knew that that same
cock was going to be inside her any moment.  Still, she was surprised when
she felt it, hot and hard, bump her inner thigh before nudging against her
hole.

   Harry took a deep breath and watched Hermione's face as he pressed
against her.  He saw her eyes snap shut and heard her moan as, to both
their surprises, he felt his cock slowly force it's way inside her.

   Tearing his eyes away from Hermione's face, Harry looked down between
them and was rewarded with the sight of his cock slowly disappear between
the lightly furred lips of his friends pussy.

   "Ugh ...  mmmm ...  Oh Harry..." Hermione whispered to herself as she
felt Harry's cock slip deeper inside her tight quim.  Even though she knew
it was about to happen, she couldn't prepare herself for the sensation of
Harry's cock pressing up against her virginity.  She didn't have long to
savor the feeling, as Harry pushed forward with steady pressure and split
open her virginity.

   "Ahhhhh!" Hermione screamed, partly out of pain but mostly of relief. 
She was no longer a virgin, and what's more it was Harry Potter who took
it.

   Harry couldn't believe the sight as he bottomed out inside Hermione.  He
was finally inside a girl!  No, even better, his cock was hilted inside the
pussy of Hermione Granger, his best friend.

   Harry held still for a moment, relishing the feel of Hermione's newly
opened pussy on his cock.  She was so soft inside!  He looked down between
them to admire how Hermione's sparse brown curls meshed with his thick
black ones.

   "Oh ...  Harry ...  Harry" Hermione moaned over and over again.  She
felt so full!  It had only hurt a little when he took her virginity.  There
had been a slight burning sensation along with the feeling of something
ripping, but no horrible agony like some of her friends had described.

   She felt him pull slowly out, then smoothly sink back inside her. 
Hermione's mind finally surrendered to the feelings running through her
body.  She gripped Harry's shoulders and held on as she felt his shaft
sliding in and out of her, repeatedly impaling and vacating her pussy.

   As Harry continued to work inside her, Hermione suddenly realized that
at a primal level, she and Harry were mating.  It sent a shiver up and down
her spine.

   Harry, meanwhile was lost in the sensation of fucking Hermione.  The way
her pussy caressed and squeezed him made his toes curl.  When she moaned he
felt the vibrations through her pussy.  He pushed deep and felt the soft
nub of her cervix give way to his cockhead.  He thrilled when he heard
Hermione's heavy panting and calling of his name.

   Gaining more confidence as he went, Harry picked up the pace as he
started jabbing Hermione's slit harder.  The impacts caused Hermione's
breasts to rock up and down on her chest.  Harry was mesmerized by them. 
He leaned down and suckled on them as he continued thrusting faster and
faster against her.

   Unknown to Harry, when he changed positions to suck on Hermione's
breasts, it caused the base of his cock to rub against her clit oven and
over again as he thrust inside her.  The result was that Hermione was very
quickly approaching her orgasm again.  Hermione had never cum with anything
inside her, and she knew it was going to be the best of her life.

   Pressing the heels of her feet into the small of Harry's back, Hermione
started throwing her hips against his.  She was so close!  Just a little
more!

   Hermione threw her head to the right and noticed for the first time
their reflection in the mirror.  She could see herself, laying on her back,
naked from the waist down.  Even better, she could see Harry between her
open legs, his butt pumping up and down as he fucked her.  The sight was
too much for the newly minted ex-virgin witch, and she howled out as the
world exploded behind her eyes.

   Harry couldn't believe it.  Hermione had just cum!  He marveled at how
much wetter her cunt became and how it started to rhythmically squeeze his
cock.  The effect was immediate, as he felt his sperm rising as he thrust
as deep inside Hermione as he could get and held there.

   Seconds passed that seemed like an eternity, then he felt his cock throb
hard inside Hermione and release it's load.

   Harry couldn't help but lock eyes with Hermione as he throbbed and shot
off inside her pussy.  She was moaning continuously as she felt him
depositing his thick sperm inside her against her cervix.

   It seemed to go on and on.  Just when Harry felt like he would stop,
Hermione's pussy gave him another squeeze and he sprayed another jet inside
her hips.

   Finally Harry's cock gave a small throb and he felt another few drops
drip from his cock and into Hermione's slit, then it was over.

   Harry collapsed on top of Hermione, who was gazing off into space with a
"Did we just do what I think we did?" expression on her face.

   Harry gave Hermione a deep kiss then pushed himself up on his hands,
then slowly pulled out of his best friend.

   Suddenly, from the corner of the room, the heard a voice the both
recognized.

   "Bloody hell!" said Ron Weasley, stepping forward and removing Harry's
invisibility cloak...