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Hermione's Furry Little Problem	By : Gandalfs-Beard Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 242818 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 20
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Madame Pomfrey gave Harry a once-over, and declared him fit as a fiddle. More than fit in fact. Harry was an inch and a half taller without Voldemort stunting him. Exhilaration flooded Harry’s senses. He swept up Hermione and twirled around with her in his arms as if performing a ballet, his face beaming radiantly. Hermione giggled and kissed Harry when he set her down.
It was a clear night. Harry led Hermione up to the top of the astronomy tower to look at the stars. Harry wanted to hold Hermione’s hands, but his own were all sweaty with excitement. Harry wiped them on his robes, then put an arm around Hermione’s waist and she curled her furry tail around him.
“Hermione, let’s do it this weekend - get married I mean.” Harry said eagerly. “We don’t have to meet Sirius straightaway. We could go wherever we need to go first... I dunno, are there any wizard priests? I don’t really know anything about religion.”
Hermione giggled.
“It’s alright Harry. You don’t need a priest to get married. Besides, I don’t really care about a church wedding because I’m agnostic. The only reason I might have had for a church wedding was for my parents. They’re Anglican, and they take... they took me to church every Sunday. I suppose...” Hermione frowned.
“I suppose if they ever get over themselves, we could have a muggle church ceremony for them. I was never opposed to the idea. But I’m not really inclined to consider it anymore, even if they ever do welcome me home again.”
Hermione pushed that all aside and smiled again.
“Anyway Harry, we can find a wedding parlour in Hogsmeade or Diagon Alley. They’ll have someone licensed by the Ministry to perform the ceremony.”
Saturday morning, while most Hogwarts students were departing on the Hogwarts Express, Hermione and Harry walked into Hogsmeade Village together and made their way to Madame Puddifoot’s Wedding Parlour, which was just around the corner from her tea shop.
Harry looked at Hermione anxiously. She looked beautiful. Her eyes were sparkling and her silky ears and tail glistened in the sun. He didn’t care if they got married in jeans and sweatshirts, but he wondered if Hermione might like to dress up a bit for the occasion - and he had just remembered something else very important too.
“Hermione, I know we’re just sort of winging it, but would you like a proper wedding dress? I can easily afford it. You don’t have to if you don’t want to, but...”
Hermione shut Harry up with a big kiss, then she giggled at him.
“It would take them hours to fit me with my tail Harry. Thank you so much for offering though. I’ll take you up on it on our anniversary.”
Harry grinned at that.
“Right!” He said “Well then, I only have one stop to make before we get on with this.”
Hermione began to protest when she saw that Harry was leading her to Hogsmeade’s small jewellery shop. But Harry was having none of it, and half an hour later the pair emerged from the shop, a ring box clutched in Harry’s hand.
Madame Puddifoot ran her tea-shop and had a friendly round witch in charge of the wedding parlour. The witch smiled cheerfully at Harry and Hermione as if she saw young wizards their age trying to get married every other day. Her eyes flicked to Hermione’s bushy tail, but otherwise gave no other indication that anything was odd.
“Well dears, if you’re without your parents, I cannot help you. You must be 16 or older to elope.”
“But we’re both legally adults now,” squeaked Hermione. “Professor Dumbledore said so.”
The Marriage Clerk’s eyes popped.
“Really? You both look awfully young for emancipation. Wands please.”
The clerk put each wand in turn on her scales.
“My goodness gracious! You two really are emancipated. Well, there’s nothing standing in the way then. You’ll just need to sign a Ministry form, then I’ll perform a quick ceremony if that is your preference.”
“That sounds lovely.” Hermione replied.
The clerk led Harry and Hermione through their vows. She gasped when she saw the tendrils of golden magic bind their clasped hands together, unbidden. The marriage clerk had heard of them, but she had never seen a spontaneous Unbreakable Vow before. They were extremely rare. The couple were very young, but they were clearly meant to be together.
Finally it was time for the ring: a simple, elegant gold band set with a single sparkling diamond. Harry put it on Hermione’s ring finger and kissed her.
The young married couple ran all the way to the station and caught the next train to King’s Cross. It wasn’t an express, and would take several more hours than they were accustomed to. They didn’t mind though. They were sure to find something to occupy their time.
Harry and Hermione found an empty compartment at the end of the train. Hermione locked the door, closed the curtains over the corridor windows, and cast a muffliato spell - which she and Harry had discovered in Snape’s tattered old Potions book.
Harry cuddled Hermione, kissed her silky ears and softly stroked her tabby tail as they watched the village and the castle recede into the distance. The sensation of liberation could not have been more profound, and the pair began kissing passionately when the castle and village passed out of sight.
Hermione was already steamy and purring loudly, her furry ears flattening. Her heart raced as she peeled off her jeans and panties and straddled Harry’s lap, facing him, clad only in her sweatshirt, socks, and sneakers. Hermione unzipped Harry and gently pulled Harry’s erect penis through the opening in his boxers.
Hermione slipped off Harry’s lap and kneeled between his thighs, pushing them apart. She grinned impishly at Harry, and took him in her mouth. Hermione wrapped her lips and her cat tongue around his erection and began to suck as her head bobbed up and down in time to the clattering of the train.
Hilly fields and farms sped by the window, but Harry didn’t notice as pleasure rippled through his body. Harry’s hands reached out to stroke Hermione’s silky ears as she twirled her rough cat tongue around the tip of his penis.
Hermione sensed that Harry was drawing near and drew Harry wetly from her mouth. Then Hermione straddled Harry’s lap again, this time facing away, and impaled herself on his erection, gasping as he entered her. Breathing rapidly, Harry slipped his hands under Hermione’s sweatshirt and blouse to cup her breasts as he thrust into her moist depths.
Meowing, Hermione leaned over the little table between the seat-rows and her tail began to whip wildly as Harry continued to thrust his penis in and out of her and gently tweak her nipples, one pair at a time. Hermione yowled as the bliss took them. They both lost themselves in a surge of ecstasy and climaxed as trees rushed past the window of the train.
Holding Hermione’s hips tightly, Harry ejaculated numerous times deep inside of her as he gasped in rapture. Finished, Harry pulled out stickily as a string of semen dripped to the floor of the compartment from Hermione’s labia. Panting, Harry slumped and lay back on the seat-row with a glowing Hermione on top of him.

Thanks to those of you who left comments. Looks like some people are mindreaders... :P :D
A particular shout-out to 'Anonymous' for seeing what I see when I write the story.
Robert Cox, maybe Hermione will have kittens in the epilogue - 19 years later... :P I'm not planning on doing any teen preggers in this fic... They have enough on their plate to deal with.
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