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Curse of the Eros Potion	By : bigtrw Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 10644 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Ginny walked beside Harry, glaring at him menacingly.
"Coward!" she muttered.
"What's that?"
"You're a coward, Harry, you refuse to fess up to your own feelings."
"Ginny, this isn't about me; the love has to run both ways remember?"
"Oh please, don't even start, Hermione's followed you to hell and back, and she'd do it again. What girl in her right mind would do all that and not love you? Hermione's a very private person; she's not the type to just scream out her deepest desires. First off, have you even asked her if she felt something towards you?"
Harry lowered his head slightly.
"No, after she and Ron dated by in fifth year, I felt that it wasn't my place to ask her that. She could have anyone she wants; a guy would be an idiot to not want her!"
"Then look in the mirror idiot!" Ginny laughed. Harry realized that he'd been caught in his own trap.
"All right, I see your point, but seriously, if we were together, and she didn't love me, how would Hermione feel about it? I don't want to use her like that!"
"I don't think she would hate you for it. In fact, I think she'd be happy that it was her best friend she was with and not some one night stand."
Harry let her words churn in his brain for a while until he made a decision.
"Ginny, can you and the girls give me the room for tonight?" he nearly whispered.
"Sure thing, take as long as you need," she replied and patted his arm.
Harry swallowed the lump in his throat and continued towards the tower.
Upon entering the common room, Harry felt all eyes shift towards him. His stomach was full of butterflies, but he remained calm. He headed for the stairwell when an errant thought crossed his mind.
"Ginny, I need another favor. When Ron gets back with Lavender, could you - "
"Not to worry, I'll run damage control," she chuckled.
"Thanks, you're a lifesaver."
"Your welcome, now go on!" she ordered.
Harry's palms were sweating, and his legs felt like rubber as he climbed the stairs towards the girls' dormitory. He approached the correct door and sighed gratefully at seeing his lock was still in place. Taking out his wand, he removed the spell and pushed it open. Once inside, Harry resealed the door and put away his wand.
"Here goes nothing."
He quietly walked toward the bed and found her just as he'd left her. Hermione was lying on her back as stiff as a board.
"Release!" Harry muttered.
Her body relaxed, and Hermione slowly opened her eyes. She found that she was on her bed, but how did she get here? Her vision focused, and she saw Harry sitting next to her. The memories of the night flooded into her conscious thought, and her eyes widened in horror.
"Oh my gosh, Harry, what have I done?"
"Shh," he quieted her.
Harry reached out and took her in his arms. Hermione tried to push him away, but he held fast.
"Harry, please don't, I can't control what's happening to me?"
He looked down at her with tender eyes and brushed the hair out of her face.
"Mione," he sighed and finally let himself look at her as someone he loved.
Hermione had never heard him speak like that; his eyes looked so warm - so inviting.
"Harry - I - I mean - " not knowing what to say to the depth of emotion his eyes were showing her.
He cupped her face in his hands and tilted her chin up.
"It's always been you, Mione - just you."
Tears were filling her eyes, and her heart pounded against her chest. She prayed that the fire would hold off for a few more seconds.
"Harry - I - I - what do you mean?"
"I love you, Mione," he cut her off.
Suddenly, his mouth was on hers, but this time, it was of his own volition, and it was so wonderful. He drank her in, and she went limp in his arms. Pulling back after a few sweet moments, Harry saw the desire in her eyes, but it wasn't from the potion but Hermione herself. She had actually wanted him to kiss her.
Harry saw the flames begin to dance behind her eyes, and he knew that he was running out of time.
"Mione, let me love you. Let me love you as you were meant to be loved "“ like the precious treasure that you are."
Her mind was slipping away fast, but she heard his heartfelt words.
"Yes - Harry - please - " and the fires consumed her.
Hermione grabbed Harry's face and mashed their lips together. Her hands ran up and down his body, and he groaned deeply into her mouth. Hermione pushed his robes off his shoulders, and his arms went slack to let it slide off. Harry reciprocated as he lifted her off the bed and pulled off her robes. His eyes narrowed at seeing her jumper stretched quite appealingly across her breasts.
"By Merlin, I want you, Harry!" she nearly screamed. Despite his boiling blood, he would not let a stupid potion ruin her first time.
"Patience Mione, all in good time," he murmured softly.
Hermione grunted in disappointment, but only until he lowered his body down on top of hers. Harry's fingers began undoing her blouse, and his hand snaked underneath to stroke her stomach.
"Damn you, Potter!" she growled. Her nails raked down the front of his chest, and he was shocked when she tore his shirt open.
"Hmm, very nice, lover," she cooed and squeezed his firm abs.
Harry would not be deterred from his objective, and despite her exquisite hands, he finally finished undoing her shirt. He pulled the material off her shoulders and let go of her swollen lips. He kissed each bare shoulder, and Hermione leaned up to slip her arms out of the sleeves.
"˜Bloody hell, she's gorgeous!'
Harry knew that she filled out her clothes well, but he nearly fainted at seeing a white, lacy bra encasing her full, round breasts. Hermione giggled seductively and trailed her fingers down his cheek.
"Like what you see?"
The young wizard was trying with all his might to hold onto his sanity. He just wanted to drop into her arms and let the desire sweep them away. When he didn't answer her, Hermione decided ton upn up the heat.
"Well - maybe you'll like this better - " and she reached behind her and undid the clasp.
Harry's eyes were glued to her chest as he watched her slide the lace material from her body. A simple tug, and she lay open and unbidden for his hungry eyes. Harry couldn't resist and cupped her right breast in his hand; it fit perfectly in his palm. He squeezed the firm mound, and Hermione gasped in pleasure. His thumb brushed over the hard, rosy tip, and she nearly tore his hair out.
"Take them, Harry, please!" she begged.
The last of his restraints fell, and he replaced his fingers with his eager mouth. He drew the bud into his mouth, and Hermione arched towards him in delight. She pushed his head against her breast and nearly mewled when his tongue came into play.
"˜By Merlin, how can she be so sweet?'
Harry couldn't help himself as he feasted on Hermione's body. He'd never felt such wanton desire towards anyone, and it wasn't because she was under magical influence. This came from deep within his soul - a desire to be with the one that he truly loved with all his heart.
"Harry - the other one - take the other one too!" she gasped. He didn't dare argue with her; he was completely addicted to her taste.
His mouth swept across her body and fastened onto her left breast. Hermione held his head in place as he suckled her gently. His free hand ran down her smooth stomach and reached for the zipper on her skirt.
"Ah, frisky tonight are we?" she giggled and licked her lips.
Harry pulled off her skirt to find a matching pair of panties underneath. He continued working on her supple breasts as his left hand brushed across the front of her panties. Hermione's hips snapped forward, and he drew his hand back.
"Do it again, Harry!" she gasped.
This time, he pressed his palm firmly against her junction, and he immediately felt the warm moisture underneath.
"Mione, you are truly breathtaking!"
"Thank you, but now, it's my turn!"
She suddenly pushed him off her and flipped him onto his back. Harry was completely surprised and offered no resistance. Hermione pulled off his ripped shirt, and her nails raked down his chest.
"Ahhhhhh!!!" he groaned, and his head fell back.
"Time for me to give you some special treatment too!"
Hermione's eyes were nearly glazed over with lust, and she quickly unbuckled his pants.
"Up!" she ordered, and Harry immediately lifted his hips to aid her.
"Oooooh, silk - I like it!" Hermione ran her fingers along his silk boxers and found a prominent bulge right in the center.
"Mione!" he cried out as she squeezed fi firmly.
"My goodness that must be painful for you, love - " Her lips quirked up into a sly grin, and she grasped the waistband of his shorts, " - let me help you with that!" and she pulled them off his legs.
Harry blushed bright red as he was now completely exposed to her burning, brown eyes. If anything, the fire in them was twice as bright as before.
"˜Hmm mmm, what a site!' Hermione giggled silently.
She could just imagine how many girls would kill to be in her position right now "“ to know what Harry Potter kept under those loose robes. She had no complaints "“ particularly about a certain piece of anatomy that was long and hard.
"Harry - " she cooed softly and slid her body up his legs.
He looked down and immediately regretted it. There lay Hermione between his legs; her perfect breasts brushing against his stiff rod. He fisted in hands in the sheets trying not to moan as her soft flesh pressed up against him.
"Dammit Hermione!"
It excited her to know that she could do this to him and barely even be touching him. Her small hands eagerly reached for their target, and a thunderbolt ran through his body when she grasped him firmly. Her fingertips stroked up and down his length, and Harry ground his teeth together trying to endure her torture.
Hermione looked at his member twitching in her grasp, and her eyes narrowed. Licking her lips hungrily, she slowly lowered her head.
Harry thanked God when she stopped moving her hands, and he managed to look down at her once again. His eyeballs nearly exploded as he watched his manhood disappear inside her mouth.
"By all that's - uh - Hermione - "
She drew him in, guiding more and more of him inside her. Her soft, wet tongue traced the contours of his shaft, and Harry's heart nearly stopped. He couldn't help it as his hands came up to tangle in her hair.
"Mione - you're so good - so good - " His words echoed in her ears as her head began to bob up and down.
Hermione slid him in and out of her mouth, making love to him with her lips and tongue. Harry was ready to explode in matter of seconds, but she pulled away from him.
"Na uh - not this time, lover, I want you inside me."
"Oh gosh, Mione, come here!" Harry pleaded and reached out for her. Hermione made one last detour and slipped off her panties before letting him pull her back up on top of him.
"Hermione!" he growled and devoured her soft lips.
Their hips rubbed together, and her sensitive opening teased his overheated shaft with its simmering wetness.
"Harry - take me now!" she cried out.
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