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Society of Two	By : UmbraSuccubae Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Harry/Hermione Views: 173725 -:- Recommendations : 11 -:- Currently Reading : 28
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Society of Two, Chapter 3: The Secret Lifestyle
With Hermione going home for Christmas, Harry spent the holidays mostly on his own. He joined a snowball fight the Weasley twins started, once, but he was one of the first to quit and return inside. As nice as the snowy castle and grounds and the frozen lake were to look at, neither his rather thin body nor his clothes offered much protection from the cold, which took some of the fun out of the snowball fight.
Most of his time was spent in the library, where Harry did some more research on the fidelius and similar charms. Much of the theory he found used some kind of math called arithmancy, and there were pictures of rune arrangements which the book claimed were early forms of the spell; He decided he would take both classes when he was able to.
The boy also spent some time practicing the spells they had learned so far, as well as a few similar spells he had found in the library for comparison. Apparently there were a few dozen levitation spells of varying difficulty, for example, and the one they had been taught was just one of the easiest for beginning spellcasters; The most complex levitation spells would be roughly third year level and allowed for much more control and levitating multiple objects, or even liquids, but they required far more focus and practice. Still, one book in the charms section explained that learning and practicing multiple similar spells was useful to get a better grasp on the concepts behind that kind of magic and would make it easier to learn wordless and even wandless casting later on – the latter of which took a very deep understanding of any kind of magic you wanted to cast that way. Harry could only do it for his flexibility charm, and that was because it was both very easy and didn't leave his body.
Harry’s Christmas presents included a flute from Hagrid, a book called The Comprehensive Beginners' Guide to Magical Theory from Hermione (the book had nearly twelve hundred pages) and a strange cloak that turned out to be an invisibility cloak. At first he was excited, thinking this might allow Hermione and him to run around the castle naked under the cloak. Then he recognized the problems with that thought. First of all, no adult would have given him the cloak if they couldn't see him through it, and no child would have access to his father's cloak of invisibility. Whoever it was might also be part of the staff. Having Hermione see him naked was nice; Having Professor McGonagall see him like that... the mere thought made him shudder.
Also, it wasn't like wearing a cloak actually counted as being nude, was it?
He did use the cloak to explore the castle that night, though. Remembering a conversation with Hagrid, he tried to look for any mention of Flamel in the restricted section of the library, which nearly led to him being caught by Filch and Snape. It did lead to him discovering the Mirror of Erised, which at first showed him his parents. Once he deciphered the writing, though, he started thinking about what this meant. Gradually, he decided that pining for the family he had lost was not a worthy way to spend his life – he'd rather work towards having a family again in the future. Over the course of a few days, the mirror gradually stopped showing his parents and started showing him and Hermione, instead – his subconsciousness had apparently decided that she represented that desire for a future family, at lest for the moment.
He did not return after seeing that image clearly, deciding to work towards making it real instead.
When Hermione returned, she spent nearly an hour thanking him for her present – he had gotten her an overview over all the courses offered at Hogwarts, including related jobs, since he knew she was already planning her electives for third year - and another hour summarizing the content. It nearly made him feel bad for not finishing the book she had given him.
Afterward, though, they went to their tower, where Hermione took off her clothes in a hurry.
„This feels so good! Spending most of the holidays naked, getting closer and closer looks at my horny little pussy day by day, made the hours I had to be clothed even more frustrating. I also stopped myself from masturbating until I either had you to watch me again or until I could do it properly. I managed to lick myself for the first time this morning, but then I had to prepare for the train ride and didn't get to finish. How about you?“
Harry shrugged. "I spent much of my time in the library, doing more research on the fidelius charm, so I only came here for an hour or two in the evenings. Being naked was nice, but it wasn't quite the same without you, so I wasn't really in the mood for masturbating, either. Still, I learned quite a bit, so the holidays weren't completely wasted."
"What were you looking for? And why that spell? I mean, we already cast it..."
He nodded at her. "We cast one form of it - the most widely known form, which hides a place. The fidelius can be used to hide any secret, though, and its strength and the specific method of keeping and sharing the secret varies slightly depending on what form is cast. For example, there is a rather weak form where the secret keeper is actually an object, or even a series of objects, which you have to touch to reveal a place. On the other hand, there is one really strong form that can be used to hide a secret as long as it applies to every member of a group. For example..."
He trailed off, blushing slightly, and handed Hermione a piece of parchment containing the notes on his idea. Seeing Hermione lightly chewing on her bottom lip while reading through the notes actually got him slightly horny and made him hope she would agree with the idea.
"So we'd have to touch and let our magic flow through each other in order to basically merge two nearly identical fidelius charms into one, which would then fold onto itself and... what would it do, exactly?"
"We would in essence both be secret keepers, and the only way to share the secret would be if both of us agree to include a third person, to whom the secret would also need to apply for the sharing to work. The next time, all three would have to agree, and so on. In exchange for the complicated method, the fidelius is incredibly strong, basically unbreakable as long as at least two members of the group live and don't agree to dissolve the charm."
"And what is the secret you want to hide?"
Harry's blush deepened as he handed Hermione another piece of parchment. She read through the sentence written there, then her head whipped up and she fixed him with a surprised look.
"How did you come up with this idea? It's... You're a genius!"
He blushed once more, this time due to her praise. "Please, I'm nowhere near your level – you're far better at the theory and applying the accepted methods. I just like playing around with the ideas a bit more… And the thought of seeing you naked all the time, and being the only one able to do so, certainly motivated me."
Hermione shook her head at him. "No, Harry, creative thinking is just as important as theory and methods – probably more so. You got all this from books on the fidelius charm?"
"Mostly. The secrecy charm that was observed as folding itself into a stronger charm when applied in a circle was actually a secrecy oath taken by covens, but I compared the theory on the fidelius and on oaths. I won't pretend to understand everything, but from what I understand, the principle is the same, but the fidelius, being based on trust, is actually stronger – an oath doesn't keep people from reading your mind, for example. The books are on the desk in the corner, along with my notes on which pages I used for reference, if you want to check..."
She looked at him and thought about it for a minute. "No, Harry – thank you, but I'll just do that later. I trust you, and I don't think the magic behind a spell based on trust would benefit from me doubting your work. If you say that the spell will work, I will trust you and enjoy learning all the theory behind it later. Now, why did you phrase the secret like that? I'm not complaining, but it's kind of a mouth full..."
She held up the second piece of parchment, which contained the words The clothing worn by Hermione Jean Granger differs in amount, type, style, quality or any other perceivable way from that which society would consider appropriate for her age, location situation and any other circumstances influencing such considerations.
"I started out simple, really, but Hermione Jean Granger is naked wasn't good enough. You see, the fidelius is a strong charm in that it hides a secret completely if cast correctly and with sufficient power, but it is fickle in that it hides only that secret. Apparently, magic often does things like that, taking instructions in ways you need to be prepared for. So if I hide that you are naked, and you actually are, everybody would basically see you in the closest thing to being naked that they wouldn't call such. For some, that might mean seeing you in as much as a single sock. The way I phrased it, what they see will be influenced by what they think would be appropriate attire for you, but also by what they think others would call appropriate for you. This means that Malfoy thinking Muggleborns are not worthy of wearing clothes does not mean he sees you naked, since he knows that not everybody would agree. And the fidelius protects itself, so it would ensure that everybody would see the same thing."
"So if we cast this..."
"You can run around as you prefer whenever you like and everybody would perceive you as wearing your school uniform, or whatever would better fit the situation. I hide this for you, you hide it for me, the spell folds back onto itself, and as long as the secret generally applies to both of us for a significant portion of the time, the fidelius will hold. It's impossible to use it to hide a lie, you see..."
"Not a problem for me – I might just never wear a single piece of clothing again. Let's do this, the mere thought is making me wet!"
As soon as they had cast the spell, they checked if it had worked by focusing hard on seeing what an outside party would see, which turned out to be their usual school uniform. Immediately afterward, Hermione dragged Harry onto a couch instead of the usual desk. She moved her hand towards his erection.
"May I?"
He didn't have to think about that question for long.
"Hermione, let me just say this once: You don't have to ask for permission to do anything you would let me do for you. If you want to touch me, just do it, as long as I may return the favor afterward. If you want to go further, go as far as you will let me go with you. I won't do anything you haven't done before. If you want to do more than you are ready for me to do, we'll discuss that separately. Ok?"
Hermione grinned at him happily and nodded. Then she knelt down in front of him and lightly kissed the head of his cock, then began stroking him with her right hand.
"I spent so much of the holidays thinking about you, about watching you, showing off for you, even what I promised you as a reward for teaching me… I'd like to start kissing you. Actually, I want to kiss you at least once before I try licking myself again. After that, you know how far I'm willing to let you go… You can also rub me off, but please don't put your fingers inside me yet?"
Harry nodded, and Hermione laid her head down on his thigh to watch closely as she wanked him off.
"I'm also going to start cuddling with you. If that leads to your cock touching me, including my pussy, that's ok, too – I mean, I kind of expect that it will happen – but nothing beyond that, and certainly no slipping inside my cunt yet. Ok?"
"As much as your dirty talking makes me want to ignore that restriction, I'm ok with those terms for now."
"I know, I felt you twitching in my hand. Seems like your cock twitches every time I talk about my juicy little slit. Are you thinking about my pussy, Harry? About the twitching walls of my cunt when I'm cumming? Maybe you imagine what it will feel like when that warm, wet hole surrounds you, clenching from an orgasm, milking the cum out of your cock... Hmm, I like feeling you twitch. I like seeing it, too. And imagining that twitching inside me..."
She moaned, her eyes closed in imagined pleasure.
"If I were ready for it, I'd climb onto your lap right now, but that will have to wait another few months. In the meantime, I think I'll enjoy watching you cum quite a few times. Are you close now? Don't hold back. Look at where you're aimed - if you cum now, you'll paint my little tits with your spunk. After your brilliant idea, I don't mind, really. I might just rub it in. Just imagine it: Me wearing your cum instead of clothes, visible to all the world, yet impossible for them to see."
That did it. She had felt his erection twitch every time she said the word cum, along with certain others, but now, he was actually squirting that nice, warm load of his onto her body.
"Yes, that's it, cum on my body! Look, that last one landed just above my pussy – I'll enjoy rubbing that one in! Here, let me show you..."
She got up to let Harry watch her. Most of his sperm had actually landed on her chest, and she rubbed that in with her left hand. One shot had even landed exactly on her left nipple, which she lightly pinched between her cum-slick thumb and index finger. Her right hand, though, was busy just above her pubic mound, spreading the single large, white glob that had found its way down there as widely as possible, even running her hand over her clit a few times. Seeing Hermione rub his cum onto her clit, Harry already felt his dick rise again.
Feeling that it was her turn, now, Harry put his hands on her waist and dragged her close enough to place a light kiss directly on her clit. then, he turned her around and pulled her into his lap, legs spread, making sure his cock poked out in front of her. His left arm held her body securely against his own, his hand resting on her right breast and lightly playing with the nipple. The right hand, though, made its way down to her pussy while he leaned forward and whispered into her ear.
"You know, you're a delightful little minx, but now you've got me at a disadvantage. If you get to rub my cum into your clit, It's only fair if I make you spray your juices onto my cock, don't you think so? Look at it, down there between your legs, where it belongs. Take a few months if you need them, hell, take a year or two if you need them, but one day, my hard cock will call your slick, tight little tunnel home. But before that happens, I want to drink those delightful juices of yours - straight from the source."
Harry could feel her getting even wetter.
"Still, I won't rush you, and I'm not ready yet, either. See? Just like you told me to, my finger is just circling your entrance, not slipping in, but looking forward to the day it will be allowed to enter. My thumb is still circling your clit. I can feel the slight twitches of your pussy... You're close, aren't you? Cum for me, Hermione. Drench my cock in your pussy juice. Cum!"
She did. Her hips twitched so much, she actually did cover all of Harry's erection in her juices. Her orgasms had always been wet, which Harry actually loved to see, and now also loved to feel. He looked down over Hermione's shoulder. Seeing himself covered in Hermione's juices was an arousing sight – and the girl apparently shared that view.
„My girl cum looks so good on your cock… May I lick it off before I try to lick myself to orgasm with you watching?“
Harry nodded at her. Instead of getting off his lap, as he'd expected, though, Hermione just leaned down without moving an inch. She took the tip into her mouth and swirled her tongue around it, tasting herself mixed with his remaining cum from earlier and some fresh precum, looking like it was her own cock she was sucking with her pussy resting right above its base. Then, she let it slide out of her mouth and started licking up and down along all sides of his cock, and even his balls, trying to get all of the juices she had spilled – an impossible task with fresh ones still leaking from below her clit.
After a while, though, she couldn't take it anymore. She leaned up and kissed him, letting him taste their shared juices from her mouth, making both of them moan with desire. Then, she slid off his lap and lay down on the other half of the couch, pulled up her legs until they were behind her head, then leaned down towards the source of her own arousal. Harry silently cheered for her every inch of the way, and finally, she managed it – taking a lick of her juices and moaning at the taste. Harry moaned, too – especially knowing what that tongue had done to him a minute ago. Then, Hermione started to get into it, taking deeper licks and visibly – and audibly – enjoying herself.
"You know, with your beautiful pussy and your enthusiasm while licking yourself, I'm not sure for which I should envy you more – having a pussy and being able to feel those licks, or getting to taste those delicious juices right from the source."
Hermione looked up from her task for a moment.
"Definitely for having a pussy, this feels amazing. Also, I'm definitely going to keep my promise, so just have a little patience until I finish. As hard as you are again from watching me eat my own little cunt, I'm seriously tempted to just jump straight into 69 as soon as I'm done squirting into my own mouth. First, I have a naughty idea, though: Why don't you suck yourself, too, and we can have our second kiss while sharing our juices?“
Harry liked that idea. He was glad that the couch was big enough for both of them to do this, facing each other, without their heads colliding. He leaned down and only lightly sucked the tip of his cock, not needing much more than the visual stimulation in front of him. Hermione returned to her licking. Occasionally, she would look up while using only the tip of her tongue to massage her little button, looking straight into Harry's lust-filled eyes as he looked straight into her spread pussy. Each time, she could distinctly feel heavy drops of her own juices sliding deeper inside her, which she then leaned down to slurp right out again, making noises that only served to further turn Harry on.
Then Hermione came first, filling her mouth and covering her face in her girl cum. When she started leaning up, mouth full and still coming, some even squirted far enough to hit Harry, covering his face and lower half again. He wasn't complaining, though – far from it. It actually triggered his own orgasm.
When both were done, they sat up and met in a messy, sticky kiss, sharing their own cum with each other. After they broke apart, Hermione leaned in to whisper into Harry's ear – not out of fear of being overheard, obviously, but because it felt more intimate.
„You know, I should be worrying that we're moving too quickly, that I really shouldn't be doing something this naughty with someone I have only known for a few months… Instead I'm sitting here, nearly in your lap, my chest rubbing up against you, and all I can think about is how good all of this feels, and how good we taste together.“
Harry agreed with her. „I'm eleven, you're twelve… according to the little that was written in the school books back in the non-magical world, we really shouldn't even be thinking about stuff like this yet. Maybe magic made us mature more quickly, maybe saving you from that troll had some kind of effect on our magic, too… Anyways, all of this felt right from the moment we sat down together in that abandoned classroom. And now… Right now, all I want is to lick you to one last orgasm, then fall asleep – I'm exhausted.“
„Me too. Let's take it slowly this round?“
Harry just nodded and smiled gently at her.
Both quickly found they enjoyed the position commonly called 69 immensely, with Hermione gently and slowly sucking Harry off and Harry eating Hermione out in a way that could have been mistaken for a slow, deep and very loving french kiss if it had been her mouth instead of her pussy in front of him. They managed to finish together, and fell asleep only minutes later – still holding each other, with their heads resting on each other's thighs.
Nobody in Gryffindor tower cared that they were missing, thinking they just fell asleep while studying somewhere. It was an unwritten rule of Gryffindor house – and the other houses, though for different reasons – that you aren't in trouble unless you get caught.
When they woke up together in the morning, Harry and Hermione just smiled at each other and went towards the first year boys' dormitories in “their” tower to take a shower together, their appetite for anything more than gently washing each other still sated from the night before.
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