Hysteria | By : indivisible_soup Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Harry/Hermione Views: 75451 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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At first Hermione suggested for Harry to restrain her before going to bed and take away her wand. He rejected the idea as being dangerous and stupid. Any precautions such as putting a taut string with a bell hadn't worked - even in her sleep she just stepped over it, and even if it worked, at most it would've just alerted Harry, nothing more.
Then after some discussion they decided to try sleeping together, after all at first that was all that a sleepwalking Hermione had been doing. Hermione widened Harry's bed and for over a week it even helped. But then her fits, as they called them, resurfaced and Harry started being woken up by Hermione being busy diddling herself beside him. Harry had to use Enervate. It was either the spell or wait for her to be done, because waking her up by conventional methods didn't work and only made her sleeping self angry. Hermione preferred Harry using the spell.
Gradually it started to happen more and more often. Sometimes Harry was woken up more than once in a single night. It took a toll on them both. But mostly on Hermione. In addition to the embarrassment she felt from being woken up with her hand down her pants, right after being Enervated she had difficulties to fall asleep. In no time she started resembling a raccoon with dark rings under her eyes and in daytime wasn't able to function without coffee.
Other aspects of their life also affected her, adding to the mix. First there was Voldemort's locker, that she still insisted on wearing half of the time as they were awake, then there was her being grumpy from lack of orgasms, and last - her poor sleep. Each cause amplified the other, which made her exceptionally cranky most of the time.
Several weeks in sleeping together Hermione woke Harry up three times in one night two of which while rubbing her crotch against his thigh, and then during the day she messed up a simple potion. So Harry suggested for them to finally address the root cause and said that if she wasn't able to make herself cum, then he might try helping her.
Initially Hermione was resolutely against it and even a little indignant by his proposition. But with her sleepwalking getting progressively worse day by day, and overall with her condition rapidly deteriorating, she relented after several days, saying that she had no rational arguments not to at least try.
After the very first few treatments, as Harry decided to call them to sound neutral, Hermione quickly became her normal self once again or even better. It even made her skip around instead of walking after the very first time. To Harry's relief she also agreed to stop leaving lights on, because he wasn't too keen on wearing a sleeping mask.
While she hadn't been able to make herself cum even in an hour, which made her only more unhappy, it rarely took Harry more than just a few minutes. He wasn't even doing it the way she liked the most, but she didn't dare to correct him besides sometimes asking him to change pace a little. Either way he still was able to get her there in no time and afterwards she slept like a baby for at least several days.
Harry knew that Hermione's inhibitions lowered closer to nighttime, and it was pretty convenient too. So she received her treatments right before sleeping while they were already in bed.
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They lay in total darkness with Harry spooning her. Harry wasn't even bothered by her wild hair being all in his face anymore as he had been weeks ago; her tries to keep it in check weren't too successful and he got used to it relatively quickly.
Next day they had planned to venture to Godric's Hollow, and that was Harry's reasoning to make Hermione cum twice for the first time ever; his rationale was that just in case something would happen and he would be left incapacitated like Ron after their raid on the Ministry. Hermione didn't argue, it wasn't easy while his fingers were rubbing her clit.
Right after the first orgasm subsided Harry let her take just a few breaths before resuming moving his fingers. After Hermione made sure that Harry was aware that she already came, as if there were a chance of him missing it, she relaxed and let him do his thing, feeling herself melt from his touch.
"Huh? What was that?" whispered Harry nuzzling into the back of her neck as he with slow gentle circular motions massaged her slit.
Hermione felt the heat of the blush on her cheeks as she repeated in a more clear voice, that still was a barely audible whisper, "A little faster..."
Harry complied. His hard cock was pressing at her bum, but Hermione never complained and Harry was sure her mind was filled with other things, considering her light whimpers that she quite evidently tried to hold back despite his assurances that she didn't have to.
A minute later Hermione once again mashed her face into the side of her pillow, as she always did by the end in order to suppress any noises that sometimes came out of her despite her desperate attempts to contain them, and came. Harry felt her shudder and squirm, and had hard time keeping his slick fingers from slipping away as he kept rubbing her clit with the same soft intensity. He grimaced as Hermione kicked him in the left shin, but kept that to himself - the was no need to make Hermione even more reserved than she already was.
Seconds later Harry felt Hermione's body relax and pulled his hand out of her pyjama-bottoms. With part of her mind that already returned into reality Hermione noticed the moment and right away grabbed Harry's wrist, not letting him pull it away as she took another few calming breaths. Then she started wiping his hand with the hem of her t-shirt she used to sleep in; Harry refused to get up to wash his hands afterwards, claiming it to be a waste of time, so that was her solution to that.
"Thanks," she mumbled as she carefully and diligently wiped each of his fingers separately.
"You're welcome. Let's sleep."
"You want... You want me to do the same?" she asked as she did every few times; the unmistakable feeling his cock pressing at her backside wasn't easy to ignore.
"There's no need. I took care of it in the shower already."
Hermione finally let his hand go, thanked him once again and asked him to hold her tighter as they started to drift to sleep; they haven't even talked about cuddling, with them sharing a bed for over a month somehow it happened naturally.
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