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Hermione's Devotion

Harry had just left Professor McGonagall's office after he'd convinced them that the dementor on the train hadn't seriously hurt him, thus leaving Hermione alone to have a little talk herself with the head of Gryffindor House.

'Now, Hermione, about your timetable...' Professor McGonagall started in her usual, stern voice. 'I have tried my very best, but there was almost no way, no matter how we flipped and turned the timetables of yours and others, that you could attend all these subjects without having some of them overlapping each other.

Hermione hung her head and looked seconds away from tears when Professor McGonagall's mouth split into a warm smile.

'Almost, that is...' she said in a soothing tone.

'What?' said Hermione with qui hig high-pitched voice as the witch before her turned around and faced the door on the opposite end of her office.

'Come in' said Professor McGonagall, before any knocks had sounded against the backdoor that lead to her private chambers. The person who then entered was none other than the current headmaster of Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry; Albus Dumbledore.

'Headmaster Dumbledore' Hermione gasped, awed as she was of seeing him in person.

'Indeed Hermione' said Dumbledore softly before continuing. 'The ambition you show in your studies has rarely been seen here at Hogwarts, and so I have taken myself the liberty to get personally involved'.

Hermione could hardly believe her idol had spoken to her by her first name and simply watched, mute as it seemed, when Dumbledore made his way across the office towards Hermione, all the while holding her gaze with his warm, blue eyes.

'You know, Miss Granger, there is but one way that you can attend all of these subjects since a couple of them must be taught at the same time. Do you have any suggestions to the answer of this little riddle?' said Dumbledore in a warm tone. And Hermione, despite being an addicted bookreader, had littleto say. Dumbledore smiled before continuing.

'Professor McGonagall speaks very highly of you, miss Granger, and after seeing your straight A's the last two years I guess I should have little to say of the opposite. But the solution to your problem will take more responsibility than talent and devotion.'

His moustache quivered a little when he added; 'Well, maybe some devotion too...'

Hermione looked puzzled and found voicvoice strong enough to say; 'What do you mean Headmaster?'

However Professor McGonagall spoke instead of Dumbledore this time, though what she said made little more sense than what Dumbledore had just told her.

'Hermione' said Professor McGonagall. 'The only way that you can attend all of these subjects is if you attend them all at once. And to do that, you need this.'

She turned around, opened a drawer at her desk and took out what looked like an hour glass made out of solid gold hanging from a chain which seemed to be of the same material. Realisation came crashing into Hermione's when Professor McGonagall handed her the strange object.

'This... This is a Time turner!' said Hermione in an awed voice.

'Indeed' Dumbledore spoke again. 'But as of now, it is not very functional I'm afraid. You see, a time turner is a very powerful magical object that only really powerful witches and wizards can use. And you need to activate it.'

'But how...' Hermione started, not being able to stop herself.

'I have the power to awaken it. But I will need your help.' said Dumbledore.

'But what can I do?' Hermione asked.

As soon as Hermione fell silent, so too did the office. Dead silent.

'Myrsdremerde!' Hermione gasped, finally recollecting what her private studies had taught her about magical item recharging during summer vacation, and she blushed. Dumbledore smiled awkwardly and Professor McGonagall coughed slightly.

'Exceptional as it is that you know even of this, I am simply glad that I don't have to explain it to you' said Professor McGonagall in a relieved voice.

'The mutual climax charm' Hermione breathed, feeling herself getting redder and redder.

'Yes' said Dumbledore. 'The three of us have to reach mutual climax and cry out Myrsdremerde at the edge of our pleasure. The reason you have to help out with that is because the bearer of the Time turner must take part in the charm.

'Are you ready to do this for your studies, Hermione?' said Professor McGonagall.

'B-but...' said Hermione. 'Professor Dumbledore, c-can you really... You know?'

'I may be old, but I assure you I am quite able of sexual intercourse' said Dumbledore.
'But I'm a virgin!' said Hermione, clearly about to faint.

'A stretch charm on your hymen, and a small engorgement charm on your entrance should keep you quite intact' said Professor McGonagall.

Hermione stood there for a minute, thinking the whole thing over in her head, and then she spoke, with a shaking voice.

'I will do it'

Both Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall smiled at her.

'Yes...' said Dumbledore thoughtfully. 'Devotion as well...'

'But... Be gentle okay?' said Hermione.

'They all smiled weakly and Professor McGonagall beckoned them all into her private chambers. As Hermione entered she marvelled slightly at the interior of Professor McGonagall's sleeping quarters. She had a huge bed, in what seemed to be pink silk that took up nearly half the room, and large mirrors in the roof reflected everything in the room including all the colours of what looked like fireflies flying around the bedspreads at first sight, but in reality were small light charms made to float around randomly, making it tingle with some kind of magic sensualness. Hermione began to wonder if Professor McGonagall's bedroom always looked like this, or if it had been prepared for Hermione, when Dumbledore muttered "Waddiwasi" making Hermione's and Professor McGonagall's clothes fly off them and land in a neat pile inside one of the drawers from Professor McGonagall's wardrobe. Hermione managed a fast glance at the pile of clothes before the drawer closed itself, and blushed even deeper as she recognised the dampness of hers and her mentors panties as the wet product of their bodies excitement.

'I think I will leave my clothes on' said Dumbledore. 'My body is a bit to old to make any of you very... Excited'

Hermione shot a peek at Professor McGonagall at these words and managed with difficulty to hold back a gasp.

She was absolutely astounding! She had let loose her hair, which fell graciously over her shoulders, barely covering her breasts, which were the most perfect ones Hermione had ever seen. They were round, quite big, and her nipples stood out stiffly. Her backside wasallyally beautiful, and Hermione felt warm when she saw the well trimmed bush between her legs. Hermione had not yet gotten any hair on hers, and she felt a little envyous. Her breasts were just barely big enough to fill her palms.

'Alright now' Dumbledore said. And then he performed the stretch charm, pointing his wand where Hermione's hymen was. Hermione didn't feel very different. Dumbledore was just about to perform the engorgement charm as well when Hermione interrupted.

'Please, Headmaster, could you do it on my chest instead?' said Hermione.

'Er...'

'I just thought it would be harder to reach climax if I didn't feel... IT properly' she said, blushing again.

Dumbledore smiled and accordingly pointed his wand towards Hermione's small chest. When Dumbledore pronounced the words, Hermione closed her eyes and almost instantly felt her breasts growing bigger, and heavier. When she opened her eyes again and looked down, she was greeted with the sight of two of her own breasts matching the size of professor McGonagall's.

'Wow' said Hermione, and then she gasped. Professor McGonagall had started caressing Hermione's breasts from behind her back, and seemed to enjoy it just as much as her young student.

'Soft, very smooth' she said softly, pinching Hermione's nipples. Her right hand slipped down off Hermione's hot breast and stroked her belly all the way down to her hairless sex. Hermione gasped as Professor McGonagall slipped a finger into her, swirling it around gently. Juices started to flow from Hermione's entrance down her legs. Dumbledore who had been watching them until then swiftly moved into the action. Hermione gasped as he drew out quite a large cock from were his crotch hid underneath his robes. The rest of his body might be old, Hermione thought, but his cock seemed quite fit. It wasn't hard yet though, and Hermione tried not to think about how big it would be erect.

'Would you mind giving me a hand with this, miss Granger?' said Dumbledore.

Hermione's knees had finally given away and Dumbledore was holding his member an inch away from her face, and she was now exited enough not to give it a second thought. She got on all fours and started licking the head of Dumbledore's uncut dick with eagerness quite alike that of her thirst for learning, and Professor McGonagall made the best of Hermione's position and started to lick her gushing cunt while fingering herself between her own legs.

Hermione wasn't exactly a pro at what she did and Professor McGonagall, noticing this, stopped licking Hermione's sex and made her way towards Dumbledore to teach. She showed Hermione just were to suck and lick the shaft, and Hermione, as usual a good learner didn't take long to make Dumbledore moan with pleasure. She sucked his dick eagerly until he became totally erect, and hard as a rock, with the help of Professor McGonagall who had positioned herself underneath Hermione, squeezing one of her breasts with one hand and stroking Dumbledore's seemingly young balls with the other. Hermione had stopped worrying about how it would get inside of her, and instead was getting more and more exited the bigger it grew, like a sign that she was doing things the right way. And Hermione sure LOVED to do things the right way. Especially in front of her teachers.

However, inexperienced as she was, Hermione came quite quickly after Professor McGonagall had shifted her position again and resumed licking Hermione's pussy. Hermione bit her lip at first, not wanting her scream to alarm Harry, who was surely waiting for her outside Professor McGonagall's office.

'Do not worry' said Dumbledore suddenly, looking down at her. 'All of the teachers private chambers have Quietus charms on them, in case any of them would want to recharge minor magical items in pairs or... On their own.'

With this said, Hermione screamed out her pleasure when Professor McGonagall's finger joined her tongue in Hermione's cunt, taking her over the edge once more.

'For one so young,' said Dumbledore with a lingering smile. 'you coming so quickly was quite as expected as inevitable. Now, let's try to reach mutual climax, shall we?'

Hermione nodded, as Dumbledore beckoned her to turn around and stand up. Professor McGonagall swiftly got to her feet, knowing what was coming next. Dumbledore sat down on the side of the bed, his member pointing at the ceiling, his face as calm as if he was drinking tea. Professor McGonagall walked up in front of Hermione, leaning forward and giving her a long, wet kiss, their equally large breasts rolling over each other. Hermione was in heaven. Her mentor was kissing her!

Then Professor McGonagall pushed her slightly backwards, towards Dumbledore. They went very slowly, but after a while, Hermione felt Dumbledore's hands caressing her well-formed ass with an ill concealed eagerness. Here Professor McGonagall stopped, her hands on Hermione's breasts, their lips still connected.

Hermione, at once realising what was going on, started breathing faster through her nostrils. Professor McGonagall, however, calmed her down by intensifying the kiss, sliding her hands down from Hermione's breasts, gripping her waist carefully. Then she motioned down slightly, making Hermione bend her knees, sinking her entrance slowly towards Dumbledore's throbbing cock. When the tip of his manhood finally touched her sex, Hermione shuddered. Then she sat down, slowly filling her insides with Dumbledore's cock. She cried out loud inside of Professor McGonagall's mouth several times along the way, stopping a minute before continuing down his shaft until Dumbledore was completely inside her. Then Professor McGonagall finally broke the kiss.

'Are you alright?' she asked.

'Yes. Oh, yes Professor.' Hermione breathed between excited gasps. And she gasped even more when Professor McGonagall resumed kneading Hermione's big breasts. Then Dumbledore started to lift Hermione up and down on his rock hard cock, and she saw stars. Dumbledore humped her slowly and Professor McGonagall momentarily let go of Hermione's beautiful breasts and started to lick Hermione's cunt again instead. And with that, licking Dumbledore's shaft, as he slid in and out of Hermione's young, wet pussy.

'Minerva, please' said Dumbledore, stopping abruptly. 'Hermione and I are not the only ones who are supposed to reach climax. To recharge the time turner the pleasure of at least three people is required.'

'I'm sorry, Professor Dumbledore,' said Professor McGonagall. 'I just enjoy doing more than being done.'

'Understandable, but it will be hard for you to receive enough pleasure from that to come. Why don't we change positions?' Dumbledore said, in a calm voice. Professor McGonagall nodded, and Hermione slid off Dumbledore's dick and placed herself on all fours in front of Professor McGonagall, who was kneeling. She hesitantly began to return the favour of which Professor McGonagall had been so willing to give Hermione, but she soon learned the technique. She hardly had time to register Dumbledore kneeling behind her, before she was fully penetrated by his hard member once more.

Dumbledore placed his hands on Hermione's young, hot buttocks and immediately began to rock her as fast and hard as his old body allowed. Hermione quickly got used to the mixture of pain and pleasure she felt when her hymen stretched just inches less than to the point of breaking every time Dumbledore shoved forwards, and she was now licking Professor McGonagall with a tongue more eager than her pencil hand, exploring every detail of Professor McGonagall's hairy cunt, soon finding her clitoris and sucking it hard while fingering the Head of Gryffindor house's insides with her whole hand.

Professor McGonagall was now in heaven. Never before had she felt so much pleasure as when her favourite student sucked her soaking womanhood. She had hardly been able to stop herself from cumming the second Hermione's tongue had connected with her pussy lips. She knew that Hermione's lacking skill didn't really matter. The reason she felt this good was simply because it was her. Professor McGonagall had had her eyes on her since the moment she was the only one who could answer her very first question at Transfiguration. But she hadn't dared making a move on Hermione because of obvious reasons. Recharging the Time turner had been the perfect excuse. And now, there she was, sucking her mentors pussy as if her life depended on it. And how her mentor loved it!

Dumbledore was even higher than heaven. To think that he would ever get to do this again! And with a girl this young at that. On the outside, he was his usual, composed self, but inside he was howling in pleasure. Hermione's cunt felt so tight and warm, and he didn't know how much longer he could stand it before he would accidentally shoot his whole load inside of her. However, he wasn't going to let thoughts like that disrupt him from feeling every detail of the ongoing, unbelievable pleasure with each and every particle of his old, yet fully alive body.

'Hermione' said Dumbledore. 'There is something that I neglected to tell you'

'Hmmhmm?' Hermione mumbled between mouthfuls of Professor McGonagall's lovejuice.

'In order to obtain the proper amount of magical power you will need to perform the Myrsdremerde charm, you will have to swallow my cum.' Dumbledore panted, not even trying to hide how excited he was about it.

'I couldn't care less' Hermione said, smiling, taking her tongue away from Professor McGonagall's bush for just a moment.

Dumbledore smiled as well, and intensified his thrusts by the double. He soon stopped, however, and said, 'Let's change positions again. Hermione, do you have your wand with you?'.

'I do.' said Hermione, as she made her way towards the drawer in which her robe lay, with the rest of hers and Professor McGonagall's clothing. She opened the drawer and took out her robe, quickly searched through the pockets for her wand, found it, closed the drawer, and went back to Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall, who had positioned themselves on the bed. Dumbledore beckoned Professor McGonagall to lie on her back, and Hermione to position herself over her face with her dripping pussy, getting into a 69. Hermionehowever did not return the oral pleasure Professor McGonagall was giving Hermione with her mouth, and instead used her wand to penetrate the waiting teachers love canal. Golden sparks kept flying out from the other end of it, quite harmless however, and only highlighted Dumbledore's thighs as he stood on his knees in front of Hermione, one knee on either side of Professor McGonagall's writhing body.

'Ready to take in the means of your future studies, Hermione?' said Dumbledore, slowly swaying his dick, still glistening with love juice from Hermione's pussy, inches away from her face.

'Yes, Headmaster, I am' Hermione gasped, trying hard to talk with a normal tone, despite Professor McGonagall's swiftly moving tongue.

As soon as Hermione had finished her sentence, Dumbledore shoved his cock deep inside her mouth, ravaging her virgin lips. Hermione however seemed to quite enjoy it. She used her tongue to lick his shaft, and swirled around the head every time he pulled back, driving Dumbledore mad with pleasure, while constantly fucking Professor McGonagall with her now drenched wand. They were all so excited now that their bodies were glistening with sweat. Hermione let go of her wand with one hand and began massaging Professor McGonagall's big breasts with it. She pinched the nipple on the right one and then proceeded to squeeze the left one, making Professor McGonagall lick and suck Hermione even harder, thus making her suck Dumbledore with rapidly increasing power. And then, just like that, Dumbledore's cock began to twitch.

'Aaaah, I'm coming' he bellowed.

The second that Hermione tasted Dumbledore's pre cum on her tongue, she felt so excited that she thought she would pass out. And then, she came as well, shoving her wand as far into Professor McGonagall's pussy as she could, driving her over the edge while drenching her face with her half-virgin girl cum.

'MYRSDREMERDE!' they all screamed in unison, Hermione with difficulty, since Dumbledore was filling her mouth with enormous amounts of cum. After Hermione had pulled her face away to perform the charm, Dumbledore shot the rest of his load on her face, and on Professor McGonagall's breasts. Hermione had also pulled her wand out, and pointed it at the ceiling as they had all climaxed. It took a second, and then Hermione's wand exploded with red and green sparks that blinded them all for a couple of seconds, before flying into the hour glass on the Time turner.

And then Professor McGonagall's bedroom dissolved. Hermione had the sensation that she was flying, very fast, backwards. A blur of colours and shapes rushed past her; her ears were pounding. She tried to yell but couldn't hear her own voice —

And then she felt solid ground beneath her feet, and everything was coming into focus again —

She was standing next to Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall in her office; she had her clothes back on and so had Professor McGonagall. The semen that Dumbledore had shot on her face was gone, and Professor McGonagall's hair was once again tied into a neat knot on the back of her head.

'Headmaster, what -?'

'The Time turner has turned back time exactly half an hour, which is when the recharging ritual begun.' said Dumbledore. 'We are all probably in Professor McGonagall's private chambers right now.'

Hermione tried to move, but her clothes seemed too small.

'Oh, my chest'

'Ah, yes, the engorgement charm' said Dumbledore, hastily shrinking Hermione's breasts back into their original size.

'And now for the stretch charm'

Dumbledore Pointed his wand a bit below Hermione's stomach, muttered something that made Hermione feel a sudden contraction probably coming from her stretched hymen, and then he smiled at her.

'I am sorry, but the time will come when you will want someone to break that' he said.

'Now let's all go down to the feast, shall we?' said Professor McGonagall.

'The feast!' said Dumbledore. 'I was supposed to be there another half-hour ago.'

He paused for a moment before he turned to Hermione and said, 'Miss Granger, you don't think I could borrow that Time turner from you for just a moment? I promise it will be back in your possession by tomorrow, before your first class. Or should I say classes?'

Hermione smiled and handed Dumbledore the Time turner without a word. Dumbledore put the chain around his neck, turned the hour glass a 180 degrees and vanished within a quiet wisp of smoke.

'Now Hermione,' said Professor McGonagall. 'You will have to promise me to keep that Time turner a secret. Not a word even to your friends Harry and Ron. I have had to do a lot of poking around the Ministry of magic to let you have that, and the deal was that it would be kept strictly confidential. The only reason they agreed with me in the end was because I told them you were a model student and wouldn't use it for anything except your studies. Please don't prove me wrong.

Hermione smiled again and said, 'I wont', with the sweetest tone of voice that she could. Professor McGonagall was about to melt, though smiled as well. As they started to walk towards the door that led out of her office, to the staircase where Harry waited, Professor McGonagall hesitated for a moment.

'Hermione,' she said.

'Yes?'

'I have a pensieve in my cupboard that I have been wanting to recharge for some time now. Would you mind giving me a hand with it?'

'How about ten o' clock?' said Hermione immediately with an excited smile.

'Done' Professor McGonagall said, leaning over and giving Hermione a kiss. She then opened the door, letting Hermione out and then following her, shutting the door behind her. She heard a ruffled moan from her private chambers and locked the door carefully.
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