Chapter 11: Two Better Than One III

"Harry!"

Harry arrived at the station on time and found Hermione sitting alone in one of the train cabins. "How've you been?"

But she lunged at him and hugged him tightly. Harry, feeling somewhat aroused already by the blessing of the Malfoy matriarch, found his hands automatically sliding down from her waist to her supple ass, cupping the jean-clad flesh.

His lips brushed at the side of her neck, making her wriggle against his chest. "I missed you too, Hermione."

She shrank her neck at his soft touch and pushed him, "Umm, not here, Harry."

He chuckled and let her go, "I know, let's sit."

A few moments later, Ron also joined them.

Harry told them about the whole attack incident and the subsequent conquest over Bellatrix Lestrange, minus a few details. As expected, Hermione gave him the side eye, wondering if Harry had done something with that wretched woman.

But for the most part, he tried to keep the discussion focused. Amidst the talk of his battle and the subsequent incidents occurring throughout magical Britain, the train eventually arrived at Hogsmeade station.

Dumbledore gave a short speech during the dinner feast, but Harry found himself focused on an entirely different thing. With Hermione sitting beside him at the table, his hands eventually found their way under her skirt, claiming her soft legs.

"Stop, Harry," she whispered through her gritting teeth. "Someone might see us."

Harry was feeling his erection growing, pained by then, and needed something to relax himself. "I'm sorry, Hermione. I can't help it… I just… it's annoying to me."

Is this heightened libido going to last a lifetime? He wondered while feeling the aching in his crotch. I can only count on Hermione… and maybe Bellatrix now.

"Fine." Hermione breathed out in frustration, "Let's meet at the Room of Requirement after dinner. I'm only doing this to help you, Harry."

Harry gulped since this was the first time they were actively making a plan to do it. Nonetheless, he was grateful. "I know, Hermione. That's why you're my best friend."

My habit of lying has also grown. He realized things about himself.

She sighed and slapped his hand away from her skirt after that. It was not the time, she said. But that gave Harry some time to look around and notice Draco at the Slytherin table. For no apparent reason, he smirked at the sneering sight of the blonde-headed boy.

Surprisingly, he felt no anger or hatred anymore. As if he had already won against Draco by… other means.

"Mr. Potter, you have been summoned by the Headmaster."

Harry looked back, and there stood Professor McGonagall. The teachers had mostly finished their dinner and had left the Great Hall by then, including Dumbledore. He was also preparing to head to the Room of Requirement.

Such perfect timing to ruin something. He sighed and winked at Hermione before following McGonagall all the way to Dumbledore's office. The Deputy Headmistress stayed behind and ushered him into the office room.

He could see the carefulness in Dumbledore's eyes. It was clear that Hermione had informed them about his condition. "Professor?"

"Come here, Harry," Dumbledore called him closer to the Pensieve basin. "Watch this memory with me."

Harry followed the invitation and looked at the memory. It felt gloomy in itself, and at the mention of Tom Riddle, his curiosity was piqued. He watched Slughorn get asked a question, and then his anger burst out.

What was it? The words were muffled.

To his surprise, the memory belonged to Slughorn and was tampered with. He could guess why Dumbledore had asked him to get close to the Professor at the start of the year. "Why is he trying to hide something so important?"

"That's what we must learn, Harry. That's what you must earn from him. We must gain his true memory in any way we can, or without it, we shall be walking our destinies blind." Dumbledore presented a gloomy outlook.

Harry gulped, feeling Voldemort might be listening. More the reason to be quick, or else Slughorn might be dealt with. "What if…"

"You can't! You must not leave it to ifs and buts, Harry. You must not fail."

Harry glanced down at nothing, his mind blazing with countless thoughts. So much to do, so much to take into account. Draco, Bellatrix, Narcissa's scheme, and now Slughorn's willful ignorance.

"I understand, Professor." He agreed and left the Headmaster's office. Mindlessly, he roamed the halls and eventually arrived at the seventh floor to the Room of Requirement. As planned, he thought of the room Hermione was likely to choose and found a door for himself.

Thanks for helping me sort my mind, Hermione. He muttered under his breath and entered the room.

The room looked like a big storage space with discarded furniture, but there was a freshly made bed somewhere in the corner. Hermione was sitting on its edge and reading a book there. The locks of her hair dangled as she was almost drowned in the text.

"Weird choice of place." Harry disturbed her reading.

She almost yelped before jumping to her feet. After seeing it was Harry, a calming breath left her lips.

"You almost gave me a heart attack," she said.

"What are you reading with so much focus?"

"Ah, nothing!" She jumped to grab the book and place it in her bag. "Let's not ponder on that. So, what did the Professor tell you?"

Harry felt suspicious of how she hid the book, but he relented and walked closer to Hermione, discarding his black cloak and then the tie. He unbuttoned his shirt and got naked waist up.

Hermione took a step back at his bluntness. But before she could say anything, Harry was standing so close that the mounds under her shirt pressed against his chest, while his hands slowly unbuttoned her shirt.

"It's nothing, Hermione. He reminded me to get close to Professor Slughorn," he sincerely answered and finished unbuttoning. He pulled the shirt down from her shoulder and let it fall to the ground. "So… beautiful."

He admired her smooth belly and the black bra hiding her budding breasts. She wasn't big like Narcissa or Bellatrix by any means, but her charm was still much more to him. Her beautiful face, those intelligent eyes, and the constantly frowning brows lured him in.

'Umm… Harry." She whimpered when his hands rubbed all over her belly. "We shouldn't be doing this."

"But we've already done this… so many times," he replied and leaned in with his lips. She reciprocated and rubbed her thin red lips against Harry's.

He claimed her with heat and hugged her body. His arms reached her back and unhooked her bra right away, then pulled it to fall down on the floor as well. After that, he pushed Hermione towards the bed while keeping the kiss going.

"You taste great," Harry complimented and dug in with his tongue. His hands combed her long hair from behind her neck, making her relaxed and aroused. The collision of their mouths only stopped when she was completely lying on the bed and Harry on top, one knee between her legs, bruising against her sensitive spot.

He kissed her pale neck after leaving her lips, pinching her nipples the whole time. Thankful to the lights in the room, he was able to relish in the delight that was her lithe body. Perfectly tall and fleshy, quivering under his touch.

"Oooh… Harry!"

She moaned when he left a trail of his saliva down her collar and suckled on her pink buds. She was soft, and as he cupped both her breasts with his palms, they were ample for his lips and teeth to tease. She shivered under him and struggled like a fish out of water, raising her breasts up with an arched back.

His hands continued to rub all over her body while his face slowly moved down. From her mounds to her belly, then he unbuttoned her skirt and pulled it down, followed by her black panties.

"Beautiful, everywhere." Harry pried her legs open when she clenched them close in shyness. A little hint of brown hair was adorning above her clean petals. Slightly wet already, he got to work and prepared her for his raging boner on the brink of exploding.

Before starting, he hastily threw his own pants away with the underwear, getting as naked as the girl under him. Then, he palmed her delicious thighs open and claimed her watery petals with his lips.

"Oh! What are you do-oh-oing?" Hermione exclaimed, feeling the sensation of Harry's lips. This was very new to her.

He chuckled and dug his lips into her slit. His tongue probed in while his finger teased her hidden clitoris like a jewel. He soaked her thoroughly with his saliva, and she began to drool in heat too.

Unable to take anymore, she clamped her legs around his head and pulled his face more into her wetness. She slowly lost her senses, searching for the pleasure Harry was giving her.

Harry added a finger with his tongue as well, sliding it into her prepared walls, ready for his shaft. But he still impaled her with a thrusting finger, very quickly joined by another. Having noticed how close she was to a climax, he tried to let her have it before moving on.

"Relax yourself, Hermione." He said and stopped eating her pussy.

After she opened her legs, he leaned back again and fucked her core with his two fingers. Curved a little up, he struck her most sensitive spot inside, throwing her over to the edge of her release.

"Aaaah… oh, God! Harry, what did… ummm you do?!" She found her hips furiously spasming, her legs raising herself. She could feel the strain of her muscles in her core as her womanhood flooded with heat.

It wasn't a usual release. It felt different. It felt like a true orgasm claiming her body entirely. All her muscles knotted up as her dam burst, losing complete control in peak climax. Her pussy squirting with a frenzy.

Harry kept plunging his fingers in despite his soaking-wet hand. He didn't mind it and liked every bit of Hermione. She was, in his mind, the perfect girl in so many ways. Her mind, her body, it was all so beautiful and pure.

He waited a few seconds before feeling tired in his hands. He pulled the digits out and relaxed a little, trying to ignore the flagpole that was standing erect between his legs.

Hermione was panting like no tomorrow. Her pale skin looked somewhat red already, and her milky breasts heaved with her surging chest. "Oh Harry… That was amazing."

He chuckled and decided to relax first. He laid down on his back, right beside Hermione, "Now it's your turn."

"Fine." She quickly dragged her body down, sliding on Harry's skin. Finally, she knelt between Harry's spread legs and gripped his manhood. "I'll never get used to your size."

He grinned, "But it fits in you perfectly."

Hermione's face turned red in a blush, prompting her to shut her eyes and take his sizable length straight between her lips. She acted less reserved this time, quickly starting to stroke him and coating him with her saliva. Her tongue rolled around his cockhead abusively, making Harry curl his toes.

She's gotten so much better.

She dug deeper and deeper into his length, letting him feel the contracting and throbbing walls of her throat. She tried not to choke herself but, at the same time, made sure he felt the warmth he was searching for.

"You're amazing…" Harry groaned.

Clack!

Thud!

Hmm? What's that s…

"Oh! Hey, Harry. Hey, Hermione."

"What the…!" Harry jumped away from Hermione, his cock sliding out of her mouth. He looked towards the door, and there stood Luna in her school robes and magical glasses. "Luna?"

"What?!" Hermione panicked and tried to cover her body with a quilt.

Oh no, Hermione will never stop nagging now.

"Are you helping Harry?" Luna innocently looked at Hermione, not an ounce of judgment in her gaze. "Want me to help too?"

"Sure."

Fuck! I shouldn't have said that. Harry cursed his quick and uncontrolled tongue as he hid his gaze from Hermione's anger-filled eyes.

"Okay, Harry." Luna chirped and, without another word, threw her clothes away one by one—first, her cloak, then her shirt and skirt. In no time, she got completely naked and crawled onto the bed beside Hermione.

"What do I do now?" She asked as she moved her face closer between Harry's legs.

Harry apologetically looked at Hermione, his cock still twitching. "Y-You… use your mouth."

"Oh." Luna just opened her little mouth wide and tried to take too much of his girth in, taking him so deep that she choked right away and started coughing.

"Not that deep," Hermione commented all of a sudden and gripped Harry's cock with one hand, lowering her face back down towards his crotch. "Watch me and follow."

Oh god! They're going to do it together! Harry was on cloud nine seeing the two naked beauties cherishing his cock. He could still notice anger in Hermione's brows, but she guided Luna like a big sister.

"Ah!" It took everything Harry had to not come that soon.

The way Hermione suckled him and guided Luna to stroke him and lick the base of his shaft was a sight he knew he'd remember for the rest of his life. Hermione's brown hair bobbed at times, and others Luna's blonde hair.

With a smaller mouth and shorter tongue than Hermione, Luna couldn't go as deep as Hermione, but the blonde beauty was far tighter. Her mindless licking and sucking was nastier, leaving blobs of saliva everywhere.

"Ooooh!" That was the first time Harry heard himself moan like that. How could he not when Hermione sucked on his purple head so intensely, giving him a side-eye. She even guided Luna's mouth across his length on the side with a palm on the blond hair.

"I'm about to…" Harry warned them.

But to his shock, Hermione didn't move and kept her lips locked at the tiny slit at the top of his cock. She even gave a few squeezing sucks as if trying to force his white nectar out.

"Argh!" Harry lost himself and gave up. In his abandonment to pleasure, his hips bucked and convulsed multiple times, shoving an inch of his cock more into Hermione. He let out a harsh groan and spilled everything into her.

"Ummm…" Hermione widened her lips at the first feeling of warm cream hitting her tongue. Drops of white fell out and sprayed everywhere, turning Luna's face a mess, as well as her own.

Fuck! This is heaven!

Hermione and Luna never stopped and kept lapping up all the saliva and his load that spilled around, in turn making things nastier when their lips touched each other's on the crown of his length. As if they were exchanging the taste of his manhood, he was sure they exchanged a short tug of each other's tongue.

"This should be enough 'help'." Hermione suddenly pulled back her face and slid away from the bed.

"What?!" Harry frowned and tried to stop her. "I'm not fully done yet."

Hermione scoffed and pointed at his limp cock. "I don't think so."

"Oh, it'll get up again quickly."

"It always does, Harry… always," she said, glaring at him with a narrow gaze. "I'm sure Luna will be enough to help you."

But I want both of you. Harry knew he was selfish, but he wanted to experience them both together.

"Of course, I'll always help Harry." Luna had no idea how to read the room.

"Hmph," Hermione scoffed and walked to the exit after donning all her clothes. "Good night."

"Wait!" Harry tried to call her back, but the door was slammed shut.

Did I force her too much? He wondered, feeling a little panicked.

"Harry, what should I do next? Sit on it?"

He sighed and smiled at Luna. How cute and naive she looked, he felt like pulling her underneath his heated body. But he knew this wasn't the time. "Clean up, Luna. Let's head back to our dorms. And… what were you doing here anyway?"

"I was looking for Nargles. I reckoned the Room of Requirement might help."

I'm thankful to those Nargles, but also detestful. I hope Hermione won't remain angry for too long. He sighed and got off the bed to dress up, only to find Hermione's bag was left behind. She forgot it.

Curious, he picked up the bag and searched for the book Hermione was reading. It was the lone book in the cloth bag, unmarked on the cover. He opened it and looked at the first page to read the title.

"Oh god!" he felt his heart go numb at the five-word title. "What have I done?"

The title read, 'How to confess your love.'

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