Harry & Hermione Pt. 2

Before she could do more than look at him in confusion and a slight bit of betrayal, Harry saw out of the corner of his eye as Hermione heard the people coming too. Her already flustered face went a shade darker of red and she ducked her head even as several members of the Order of the Phoenix piled into the room and dropped off their own dirty dishes. There were comments of course, some people thanked them, and some people asked them why they were scrubbing by hand instead of using cleaning charms.

Harry made the excuses for both himself and Hermione and soon enough they were left alone with a pile of new filthy dishes to clean. Once it was just the two of them, Hermione glanced in his direction repeatedly and Harry could tell that she would have been perfectly fine with doing all the dishes herself, so long as he returned to his place behind her. Harry didn't move though and they worked through the pile in silence before Hermione finally broke it as they were finishing up.

"I-Is that all Harry?"

The question was technically innocuous enough to be about the dishes they'd just finished cleaning, but Harry knew what Hermione was really asking. Having her so clearly wanting, needing more… it made him want to give it to her, it really did. But a mischievous part of him wanted to draw things out a bit further and a wicked thought entered his mind as he stared down into her hopeful eyes.

Leaning in towards her, Harry lifted up a hand and brushed the back of his knuckles against Hermione's cheek.

"OWL results should be showing up tomorrow, shouldn't they Hermione?"

The busty brunette bookworm would know, all things considered. Blinking at what probably seemed like a total non-sequitur to her, Hermione nodded dumbly.

"Y-yes?"

Harry's grin widened at that.

"Do you think you got all O's Hermione? If you did, maybe I'll have a reward for you… tomorrow."

Hermione's eyes widened as she realized he was going to make her wait a whole day. They both knew that she'd gotten perfect scores on her OWLs, that bit wasn't even in question. Yet Harry intended to leave her hanging anyways? Seeing the moment where her embarrassment turned to mild outrage and her mouth fell open to give him a piece of his mind, Harry leaned in the rest of the way and covered Hermione's lips with her own.

His tongue snaked out of his mouth and into hers, and Harry reached up to grab a handful of Hermione's lush dark brown hair as he held the young witch there and kissed her deeply. Hermione immediately melted into his chest, her hands coming up to claw at his shirt as she allowed him to dominate her mouth with his tongue. When Harry pulled back almost a minute later, Hermione was left dazed and confused, her eyes a bit glazed over.

Before she could even fully recover, Harry was gone from the room, leaving her standing there with her mouth opening and closing like a goldfish.

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Hermione still didn't know whether she was supposed to be upset with Harry or not the next day when she, he and Ron gathered around the end of the dining table as the owls carrying their OWL results flew in and dropped them off. Despite knowing that she'd excelled, Hermione was still unaccountably nervous as she opened her own results. Ron practically tore into his not all that worried about things when he already knew he'd done mediocre at best, while Harry had his own results in hand and was standing over her shoulder to look down at hers.

The busty brunette blushed as she felt Harry's hand, out of sight of everyone else in the room, slip under her skirt, which she'd chosen to wear two days in a row for… reasons. His fingers ran along the line where her panties met her ass cheek and Hermione couldn't help shivering even as she tried to focus on the task at hand. Pulling the parchment from its envelope, she pursed her lips together as she unfolded it and looked at her results.

It was hard to read even the single letter grades, with Harry's fingers sliding up under her panties as well and ghosting oh so close to her wet slit without ever truly getting there, but Hermione managed it all the same. O after O stared her in the face as expected, until she reached the middle of her grades and stopped dead upon seeing an EE looking back at her. Hermione froze up, her brain short-circuiting. It made sense that she might get an EE in Defense Against the Dark Arts. The practical for the DADA exam had been complete and utter rubbish.

And Hermione really wasn't beat up over her grade. Nine Outstandings and one Exceeds Expectations were still absolutely fine as far as she was concerned. She definitely wasn't going to cry herself to sleep over it later that night or anything. Though she might if this affected the thing she truly was worried about. If her not getting all ten O's stopped Harry from going further with her, Hermione was going to scream.

Glancing up into the young man's eyes, she was grateful to see something she wasn't expecting. A king smile was spread across Harry's face as he rubbed soothing circles into her ass and thigh at the same time.

"Wow Hermione, nine O's and one EE. That's exceptional, it really is."

And then he gave her a wink and his smile turned into a wicked grin and in that moment, Hermione knew she wasn't about to get denied what she so desperately needed, not for another day. Glancing over at Ron, Hermione saw that the young man was already being berated by his mother for his own not so good grades. Seeing an opportunity to sneak away, Hermione stuck her hand in Harry's and gave him a look that she hoped conveyed everything she wished she could just say to him.

It seemed to do the trick, because Harry glanced around the room as well and after a moment he nodded down at her, slowly drawing his other hand out from beneath her skirt and pulling her away from the dining room towards the stairs that would lead them up to his room. The only one to see them go was a certain metamorphmagus. Tonks made no fuss as she watched the pair leave with a wide smile on her face.

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As Harry sat there on his bed, he realized he hadn't actually expected this day to ever arrive. Hermione knelt between his legs, his pants and boxers removed as his thick throbbing member stared her right in the eye. They'd kissed and they'd touched each other and ultimately, this is where they'd ended up a good fifteen minutes later, with Harry's pants and underwear off and Hermione's top and bra off.

Her large creamy breasts looked absolutely delicious and Harry had been unable to tear himself away from them for another five minutes after she'd revealed them, until finally Hermione had pushed him back onto his bed and knelt between his legs. Now, here they were, with her face to face with his cock and him staring down at her as she in turn stared at IT. Harry realized Hermione was waiting for something after a moment more, as she kept stealing glances up at his face.

In an instant, everything fell into place and a realization crystalized in his mind. Hoping he was right and suspecting he was, Harry reached out and grabbed a fistful of Hermione's hair, tugging her head forward and rubbing his cockhead all across her lips as she blushed furiously but didn't otherwise resist.

"Open up and suck it you slut."

That did the trick and Hermione obeyed immediately, her jaw dropping open and her tongue sliding out as Harry in turn began to slide in. His beautiful best friend's mouth was pretty damn amazing for the young man and he bemoaned the fact that he'd taken things so slowly up to this point. If it turned out Hermione was always an eager little submissive all this time, he'd probably wasted weeks of 'accidental touches' to get here when he could have just skipped right to this point.

Still, Harry couldn't find it within himself to truly regret any of it. If he had to do it all over again, he'd probably do it the exact same way. Watching his massive schlong disappear into Hermione's eager mouth, Harry let out a groan as he felt her tongue sliding back and forth along the underside of his member. Hermione's eyes were fixed on his face and it was clear that the brunette was looking for his approval even as he reached the back of her throat and began to push in all the same.

Harry was shocked when Hermione only gagged a single time and then began to swallow. He was left wondering just how experienced his best friend was as he watched her deep throat his cock. She seemed inexperienced, yet at the same time it was like she had a sex manual or something, a cheat sheet. Harry suddenly realized that that might be exactly what she had and pulled out of her mouth abruptly to confirm his suspicions.

"Hermione… where did you learn to do that?"

Licking her lips, the buxom brunette kneeling at his feet glanced down as she answered him.

"The Kama Sutra Harry. A-and lots of practice with vegetables, though none are quite as big as yo-mmph."

Having confirmed his theory, Harry chuckled and stuck his cock back into the lovely perverted young witch's mouth, watching as Hermione instinctively went right back to sucking on his shaft as soon as he cut her off. He groaned and brought his other hand up as well to take hold of her hair. With both hands holding onto her head, Harry began to thrust in and out of Hermione's warm inviting throat, getting deeper and deeper as she suppressed her gag reflex entirely and took every last inch of his cock down her esophagus.

By the time Harry was ready to cum, each thrust was pushing Hermione's nose into his pubic hair and causing his huge balls to slap against her slobber covered chin. Feeling those very same balls churning in his nut sack, Harry panted as he continued to face fuck his best friend and the woman he was beginning to think he loved.

"H-Hermione, gonna cum soon… where do you want it?"

It only seemed right to give her the choice. Hermione responded by diving even deeper down his length though and when Harry pulled his hands back from her hair, the busty brunette kept bobbing up and down the entirety of his cock until finally he let out a shout. The beautiful witch immediately pulled back until it was just the first couple inches of his prick in her mouth and as Harry came, releasing a copious cum shot directly into Hermione's maw, he got to watch her neck convulse as she swallowed down every last drop of his seed.

When he was finally done, Hermione pulled her lips off his tip with a pop and smiled up at him happily.

"I love the taste of your cum Harry. I wasn't sure I would, since all the books I've read say it can be a tossup, but-mmph."

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