Chapter 147: Hard Night's Work(Hermione Granger From Harry Potter)

Hermione Granger took about six steps out of the fireplace. Thankfully, it was all she could do to collapse down on the couch. The brunette witch sighed when she thought about the day she went through. Actually, the week she went through, given she put in several fourteen hour days in the office. Thankfully, after grinding her knuckles raw, Hermione finished some very important paperwork.

One of anyone's least favorite parts of anyone doing a job in the government was mountains of paperwork. Hermione supposed things could have been better.

'TGIF,' Hermione thought.

The woman who had been called a bookworm by some and an insufferable know it all from others sighed. The twenty-five year old witch thought about all of the strides she made and all of the maturation she went under. Things changed for all of them. Hermione hardly would have recognized herself if she meant her fifteen year old counterpart. Growth happened, many tragedies followed, and many lessons, very painful lessons.

Her dark hair tamed into a something more straightened than it did during her teenage years. She tied it back into a bun. A button up black blouse covered the top half of her body. A black skirt of a professional length topped off the outfit. The skirt only just barely hid Hermione's best asset, at least in her opinion, her long legs, and her tight ass. A nice piar of black stockings clung to her legs, caressing her flesh.

"Welcome back."

Hermione smiled and rose to her feet. She noticed Harry standing in the kitchen door. His presence always made her life a little bit more bearable even at the lowest points.

"I thought today would never end," Hermione said.

"And you're back here," Harry said.

Hermione bit down on her lip and nodded in response. Harry stepped out of the kitchen. He dressed in a black tank top and a pair of black workout pants. The sheen of sweat on Harry showed he just came in from a workout in the gym. Not that Hermione minded. She very much enjoyed the sight of Harry Potter dressed in tight workout clothes.

"I've saved a lot of jobs today," Hermione said. "If I didn't get this time, a lot of people wouldn't know where their next meal came from."

Without thinking about it, Hermione propped her stocking clad legs against Harry's lap. Harry took a foot into his hand and rubbed his fingers against it. The light touch of hand against foot made Hermione close her eyes. She tried not to get distracted by Harry, not again.

"I can't thank you enough for the idea," Hermione said.

"You put in those long hours," Harry said. "Give yourself some credit. Susan, Daphne, and Megan all told me about how you were losing your mind."

"They want to let half of the office staff go," Hermione said. "I can't let that happen. If they left, do you realize how much work that would leave me? I would have to use a time turner."

Hermione never wanted to use a time turner again. The last time she used one, it left her with nightmares for over a year. She never shared it with Harry, or anyone else until years later. Hermione wanted to scream at her past self, Dumbeldore, and McGonagall for allowing a fourteen year old witch to gain access to a powerful magical artifact which drove wizards and witches about three times her age mad.

"Let's not go there again."

"I agree."

Hermione crept a little bit closer to Harry. She practically was in his lap now. Her legs rubbed against him. The brunette witch's head dropped to his shoulder a few seconds.

"So, what do you want to do tonight?" Harry asked.

"The same thing we do every night, Pinky," Hermione said. "Try and take over the world."

Harry sighed and Hermione just smiled at him. She moved a little bit closer towards him. Hermione had a very long week and she just wanted to indulge herself in something more interesting than paperwork. Hermione leaned in and kissed Harry full on the lips.

The first time they did this, it had been during the camping trip for Voldemort's Horcruxes. Both felt really guilty about it, because they were doing it to deal with their mutual frustrations. Hermione, because Ron ran out on them, and Harry, because of the fact he had been given this impossible mission from Dumbledore.

Years passed through, and that seemed like a lifetime ago. Every now and them, Hermione and Harry enjoyed indulging in each other. Harry had a very full dance card full of witches, and Hermione appreciated the fact he would put time aside for her.

She always considered herself how lucky she was to have Harry, even as a friend, never mind an occasional lover. She trusted Harry, and that was what mattered.

Harry always enjoyed how Hermione seemed so eager, but when things really got heated, she got very submissive. She titled back and whimpered for Harry's kisses. Harry grabbed the back of Hermione's hair and unclipped it. Her chocolate-brown locks came out. Harry lightly moved his fingers through them and kissed Hermione on the side of her neck.

Her legs wrapped around Harry's waist. Harry slid a hand up Hermione's waist and started to fiddle with the clip hooking her stockings to the garter belt. He worked her, playing with her pleasure. Harry leaned into her and licked behind her ear, knowing Hermione had been grown to enjoy this particular action. The impatient of the cute brunette writhing on his lap was amazing.

"Harry!" Hermione begged. "Don't fucking tease me."

Harry smiled and unbuttoned Hermione's top. He kissed her flesh when more of it had been exposed. Harry slid his finger, touching the small of her back.

The blouse unbuttoned and slid off. Hermione's ample breasts pushed against the cups of a lacy black bra with an intricate design. The material on the cups resembled lightning bolts. Harry slid his hand over Hermione's stomach and started to kiss her again. He pushed her down on the couch.

Their arms and legs entangled each other with the fevered make out session. Harry's hands teased underneath the skirt of the brunette minx underneath him.

"I'm sorry, Mia, what do you want?"

Harry drummed his fingers against the edge of her skirt. The bookworm's hips pumped up and down with Harry coming very close to slipping his fingers through the edge of the fabric. He pulled back almost all the way from her and then slipped back to her. He constantly kept this up, touching her edge.

"I want you, in me."

Harry slid the skirt of his lover up and exposed her panties. She soaked right through the fabric. Harry grabbed onto the panty fabric and slid them down Hermione's legs. Her pussy came into full view for Harry to do anything he wished to. Her smooth snatch dripped with sensual moisture. Harry pushed his fingers against her. The action received the reaction of the horny witch pumping her hips up.

"I have to taste you first."

Hermione spread her thighs invitingly for Harry to go down on her. The Boy-Who-Lived teased the outside of her lips. He kissed down her firm, flat stomach, and then moved down between her thighs. His hands rested on Hermione's hips and brushed his tongue against the warmth pumping from her. The former Insufferable Know It All reached up and guided Harry closer between her thighs. Harry sucked on her juices.

The lemony taste coming from Hermione's warm pussy only encouraged Harry. He could feel his pants tighten with desire. He wanted to get his friend all worked up for the final intrusion. Hermione slid her fingers down across the back of Harry's head.

Hermione whimpered underneath the attentions of her wizard. Harry pushed inside of her warm pussy. Each touch of the witch made her enter a state of pleasure. Pleasure increased when the heat pumped through her loins. Harry touched each inch of Hermione's warm thighs and released her.

Released her and caused Hermione to go down to Earth. Her hips rose up and fell. Juices spurted out of her center the second Harry finished eating her out. Harry moved up for her stomach, his lips touching it. He moved up and bared Hermione's breasts.

Her cute pink nipples, capping off a pair of round, firm breasts, came into full view. Harry buried his face into Hermione's heaving chest and sucked her juicy chest. The witch thrust up, trying to grind her hips into Harry's manhood. He rose up and an invisible barrier blocked her from getting way too much pleasure.

Harry twirled his finger against Hermione's hair and then kissed her even deeper. Their lips smacked against each other for a moment.

"Time for what you've been waiting for."

Hermione looked up at Harry. She almost reached for her wand to speed up the process. Harry grabbed Hermione and pinned her hands back behind her hand. Invisible bindings kept her hands there and enticed Hermione to watch. Harry slipped off of his shirt and his pants followed.

The growing tent in his pants burned Hermione with so much lust. She could not wait to lay sight on Harry's hard cock one more time. The sorcerer pulled down his shorts and dropped them down to the ground. The object of the desire of every witch with a pulse came out.

"You want it inside you," Harry said. "I know you do, you naughty witch. You're dripping wet."

Harry reached out to grab Hermione between her thighs and touch her. He verified his words by feeling the moisture against the palm of his hand. The gasp of pleasure coming from her showed Harry how much she craved his touch. The sorcerer pushed a palm down onto her.

Real magic jolted down onto her. Hermione thrust her hips up nice and high for Harry. The waves of pleasure cascaded through her body.

"I want it," Hermione said. "I want you."

"Roll over, I want to see you."

The only thing Hermione wore were stockings and garter belt, both of which made her look amazing. Hermione turned around, her wide ass coming into the air. The tight puckered hole against Hermione's glorious looking butt made Harry grin. His cock throbbed, but that would be a hole he would explore later.

He moved behind Hermione. He pulled the witch into position, running those fingers underneath her stomach. The feeling of Hermione's tanned, toned flesh underneath him, without an ounce of fat, made Harry feel really good. He sought her heat. Hermione stretched out.

Not the most flexible witch Harry went with. Then again, Nymphadora did have an unfair advantage being able to contort her joints due to her abilities. Harry put his cockhead at the gates of his friend. Her lubricated slit made it very easy for Harry to enter. He took his time, making Hermione feel him.

"Mia, you're as fucking tight as ever."

Hermione closed her eyes and grinned. She could feel Harry entering her body. He stretched out her body. Her warm walls took hold of Harry. Harry locked onto her hips, grabbing her for some very prominent leverage. Harry slid back a half of an inch and pushed his way into Hermione. Her loins contracted around and released Harry. Harry held onto her, working to her.

"You're as big as ever," Hermione fired back.

"Flattery will get you something you want," Harry said.

Harry played with Hermione's breasts. She always enjoyed him playing with her breasts. Taking them in his hands and squeezing them. Hermione closed her eyes. Her hero pushed his hard cock inside of her, working her out. Heat slowly built through Hermione's body. All of the energy in her core centered towards her loins.

The wizard enjoyed the feeling of Hermione's snug pussy grabbing him and releasing him. His hands strayed off, rolling over Hermione's back and reaching the globes of her ass to play with them. The flesh bounced out in a most enticing manner. She had a very nice ass, and Harry enjoyed running his hands over it. He teased the hole and she gasped.

"You want a cock in there, don't you?" Harry asked. "That's about the only place on you my cock hasn't been."

It had been a wonder Harry never been back there. They teased each other about it. Tonight though, Hermione was ready to take that final step, after receiving a couple of orgasms. Harry's hands made her grow tense. He pulled away from her after teasing her most forbidden hole with his finger.

"First, I'm going to make you want it. Worse than you've ever wanted anything."

Hermione did not doubt it for a second. He plunged inside and filled her utterly. Harry swelled inside of her body. Her lover explored Hermione's body and gave her flesh a generous amount of attention. He came almost out of her and plunged into her. The climax reached a fever pitch and sent her spiraling into pleasure.

"Harry!"

Screams of his name encouraged Harry to stretch Hermione to her full limits. Every fourth or fifth trust, Harry brushed against Hermione's tight back hole. He encouraged himself with the tightness. An ass like hers had been built for one purpose and that was for fucking.

Hermione collapsed down onto the couch. Harry held her up gently by the hair and plunged into her. Her loins received a full workout from Harry's rapid fire thrusts. She made sure to give just as much to him.

Harry felt her tense around him and release her juices. Each pump of her silk center caressed Harry. He pushed inside of the devious woman underneath him.

"Harry," Hermione moaned. "Please, let me cum."

"Of course."

Harry rested his hands on her back. Hermione's moan rewarded Harry for his release of her. She released his bodily fluids in return on him. The coating of the warm juices oozed around Harry. He plunged into her and rode her out. His own balls sized up and shot their bounty inside of her.

The sweet feeling of her partner's release made Hermione feel blessed. Harry coated the inside of her wall. Each warm spurt splashed into Hermione. He filled her body. Harry planted his rod inside of her with multiple thrusts. Those balls sized up and swelled inside of her to splatter inside of her.

Harry pulled out of Hermione. His cock deflated for an instant. He touched the outside of her hole.

"Tell me what you want Hermione. And I'll do it."

His fingernail just shifted and brushed against her opened back hole. It felt so naughty, so delicious. Hermione opened up for him.

"I want you to fuck my ass," Hermione said. "Please! Please, for the love of Merlin's sweaty balls fuck my ass raw!"

"Language, Mia," Harry admonished.

"Oh, shut up, and bugger me," Hermione said.

Harry drew out the intrigue even more. He touched Hermione and her hole responded to him. He put the tip of himself at the edge of her asshole. He eased inside of her one inch at a time.

The first thing Hermione felt was discomfort. The witch's magic and stubbornness resulted in a very potent combination. Her puckered entrance took more of Harry inside of her. His balls rested on the edge of her. The second Harry pulled back he plunged inside of her. He constantly worked inside of her.

Harry explored the inside of her asshole. His cock plunged into her and then almost pulled out of her. He ran his hands over the tight round ass of the woman underneath him.

"Damn, Mia, you dirty girl," Harry said. "I didn't know you got off with getting your ass fucked like this. It's always the withdrawn ones. Always the repressed ones."

The thing is, Hermione was very repressed during her teenage years. She kicked that habit thank you very much. She explored a brand new world. In turn, she accepted the fact Harry explored her ass and any other part of her body he chose. He slammed inside of her which jolted her back in trip down to memory lane.

"Ten points to Gryffindor for the world-class rear," Harry said.

Mia closed her eyes and sighed. She really was obsessed with petty details in the past, wasn't she? Part of growing up, the things that used to be important, were less important to her. She decided the time for the philosophy of life would have to wait. Harry kept his working over her.

"Get ready, here it comes."

Hermione caught sight of the clock and it reached morning. She realized how long they had been going out this, or rather how long Harry pushed into her rear. She had no idea how Harry learned self-control.

"Fleur taught me."

'Of bloody course,' Hermione thought to herself.

Harry entered her mind and used her own devious fantasies against her. He touched her in a place which Hermione wanted to be touched before her conscious mind processed the thoughts. It was a very unfair advantage in her opinion, one she could not master. Even after she learned to open her mind to the unconventional, it took a certain flair.

Harry plowed Hermione from behind. She deserved a heavy buggering for a long time. Hell, her shapely bum caught his attention more than a few times. It was the best part of her. Harry wished he had taken her ass a long time ago. It might have shaved off some of the tension.

His balls churned and sent his warm cum splattering into Hermione's waiting blows. He slid into her as far as possible and felt the tension build around him.

Hermione collapsed down on the couch. Harry finished inside of her ass and filled her back hole with Harry's sticky seed.

He pulled out and smiled. Hermione flopped down onto the couch with a smile. The mission had been accomplished.

End.