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Harry Potter and the Year of Growth	By : EreborMarkus Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 15965 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Harry stared blankly at the parchment in front of him. Professor Flitwick had given him a lengthy assignment on the cheering charm, mainly to keep Harry’s mind busy while waiting for the rest of the students his age to get through the growth.

Harry had kept his mind busy, but not on the assignments that were given to him. It was mainly filled with Nymphadora and what they had done on the train a week ago. Harry had tried to get Tonks back into his bed, but the girl said she had been sated for weeks, if not months. That brought a huge problem to Harry. He was nowhere close to being satisfied. That had led him to almost consider the girl in the carriage, Cho Chang, before Harry remembered that she was covered in cum when he first saw her.

Shuddering at the image again, Harry got up from his bed, giving up on any hope of concentrating. He had to get laid to get back in focus, and if Tonks wasn’t going to help, he would ask someone else. Harry put away all the papers and turned around to walk out before stopping. He was rooted in place, staring at the vision that had opened the door to the shared dorm.

With a slightly flushed face on the otherwise porcelain skin, a brunette beauty in too tight clothes stormed in, ranting about something. Harry was sure whoever angered this creature had to be in the wrong, so he nodded when amber eyes looked at him expectedly.

“Not you too, Harry!”

Harry watched her walk past him. His eyes went down to the barely covered rump, ogling at how the skirt slightly rose up to reveal the bottom of her tight cheeks. She sat on his bed, crossed her arms under her breasts, and glared up at Harry. She watched him rake his eyes over her blemish-free thighs to her stretched shirt, barely holding in her C-cup breasts.

“I thought you would be different from the other boys, Harry.”

Harry looked away from her tits in confusion. Why was this girl talking to him as if they knew each other?

“I’m sorry? How did you get in here anyway?” Harry questioned before quickly adding, “Not that I mind. You can stay here as long as you want.”

The amber eyes looked at Harry quizzically, wondering what the hell was wrong with him, “This is my dorm too. Did you forget that from the second year, the dorms are co-ed?”

“Wait, you just went through the growth? Did you transfer in? I don’t remember you at Hogwarts last year.”

Harry saw the girl’s stunning face scrunch up in hurt, “What do you mean? This isn’t funny anymore, Harry. It’s already been weird today, and I don’t need my best friend acting like a jerk too.”

Harry’s eyes widened in shock, realizing that this was Hermione, the mousy little muggleborn bookworm that he befriended last year. How in Merlin did she turn into this smokeshow?

Looking back down her body, Harry realized that Hermione was still wearing her first-year uniform. No wonder it looked like she was bursting out of her clothes.

“Hermione! I almost didn’t recognize you,” Harry said, sitting next to her and wrapping an arm around her small waist. “Looks like I’ll be busy keeping the boys away this year.”

Hermione looked down at the palm resting on her flat stomach and looked up at Harry’s face with a raised brow, letting it go when Harry just grinned at her. “I could have used you on the way here. The boys here actually wanted to fuck right out in the open. Can you believe that?”

Harry could believe that, but he wasn’t about to say that to Hermione. “Unbelievable! Just stay next to me Hermione, I’ll help you with that next time.”

Harry remembered how, just a week ago, he was thinking about how there were no attractive witches in his year. Just looking at Hermione clearly destroyed that line of thinking. Harry had already decided that he had to have her and was racking his brain, thinking of ways to bring it up. Luckily for Harry, Hermione inadvertently helped.

Leaning into Harry’s hug, Hermione said, “Thank you, Harry. Did they really think that they would be my first fuck? Lavender always said that friends usually do it together for their first time.”

Harry locked his gaze onto Hermione. Lavender was clearly lying about that for some reason, and Harry would make sure to thank her for the inadvertent help.

“I mean,” Hermione continued, “I always thought you would be my first. I can try out the other boys after that.”

“Not likely,” Harry thought angrily. Hermione would be fucked into complete satisfaction by Harry, leaving her no thoughts of inviting others into her bed.

“I’d be happy to be your first Hermione,” Harry said with a smile, “Why not get it out of the way right now?”

Hermione looked a little unsure but glanced at Harry’s slowly hardening cock and felt his hand slide down to palm her firm arse. Squirming in his grip, Hermione nodded at Harry, squealing when he lifted her and sat her on his lap. Hermione ended up straddling Harry, her short skirt riding up and revealing that she wasn’t wearing any underwear.

Blushing at Harry’s questioning look, Hermione said, “I didn’t have anything that fit me. I ordered new clothes by owl, but it hasn’t arrived yet.”

“Hmm, if I had my way, you wouldn’t be wearing anything at all.”

Hermione shuddered in his lap when Harry rubbed his fingers along her wet pussy, tensing when he slid two fingers inside up to the knuckles. Then, burying her face into his neck, Hermione gave him soft kisses as Harry fingered her, letting out an audible moan as he slowly sped up.

A few minutes later, the wet sound of a pussy being finger fucked was heard clearly in the room. For the first time in her life, Hermione felt someone else bring her to orgasm as she squealed in Harry’s arms. Her pussy clenching around Harry’s fingers as it tried to complete the impossible task of squeezing out cum.

Harry drew his fingers out and looked at his glistening fingers. He gave them a testing lick, Harry found that he didn’t mind the tangy taste. He could imagine driving Hermione wild while he feasted on her pussy.

“Hermione,” Harry said, getting a moan out of the satisfied girl, “You have got to taste this.”

Harry gently pulled Hermione back by her hair when he got no reply, revealing her flushed face. “Hermione,” Harry said, lightly tapping her face with his wet hand, “Open your mouth.”

Hermione was on autopilot at this point and followed Harry’s words by parting her pink lips slightly. That was more than enough for Harry, who put the two fingers, which had been inside Hermione, into her mouth.

The taste brings Hermione back to the present, jerking to get the fingers out of her mouth and glaring at the smirking Harry. “That’s vile, Harry! Why would you do that?”

Still smirking, Harry pulled Hermione into his lips and gave her a kiss. Licking her bottom lip to get entrance into her mouth and exploring it with his tongue. Harry pulled back after a minute and said, “And why would I not? I wanted to share something tasty with my friend.”

Hermione slapped his chest lightly at that and moved forwards for another lengthy kiss, her inexperience letting Harry control the pace easily. Hermione soon found herself lying on the bed, looking up at Harry hovering over her.

Vanishing his pants, Harry moved his cock to press into the opening of Hermione’s tight pussy. Hermione tensed when she felt him slide his cock across her lower lips. Looking down, Hermione felt a flash of fear before Harry plunged into her pussy without any warning.

“FUCK! YOU BASTARD!”

Harry heard Hermione scream as his cock plowed into her tight pussy, which was trying to deny him entry. Harry then remembered that Hermione was a virgin, not an experienced girl like Tonks. Harry had just torn into her pussy like Hermione was a seasoned slut.

Feeling a pang of remorse, Harry stilled in-between Hermione’s open legs. He was already balls deep in his friend, so all Harry could do was stay still and hope that Hermione would get used to his cock. Harry peppered Hermione’s perfect face with kisses in apology, trying to distract himself from the feeling of her pussy’s slick walls around his cock.

After some time, Hermione felt the pain finally receding from Harry shoving his cock into her. Despite the reducing pain, Hermione was very aware that she had an arm-sized cock deep in her pussy. She looked down at where their hips were meeting and sighed in relief when she realized that Harry was already balls deep inside her. Hermione was afraid that Harry might actually turn her into a living fleshlight if he was any bigger.

“You can move now, Harry,” Hermione said to the boy who was still giving her face soft kisses. Harry immediately gave little pumps into Hermione at her words, going back to freely enjoying the feeling of her pussy clutching onto his cock.

Harry looked at Hermione, her eyes closed at the growing pleasure from the cock fucking into her pussy, with her teeth biting into her plump bottom lip. Harry bent down and took over that job, sucking Hermione’s bottom lip into his mouth and lightly biting into it. Hermione’s eyes flew open at that, and her whole body shuddered a little.

Harry slid his tongue into her open mouth and wondered if Hermione just had an orgasm. Her pussy was already so tight that he couldn’t feel if it had fluttered around his thrusting cock. Deciding it didn’t matter, Harry continued to give short, sharp thrusts into Hermione. Slowing removing more of his cock with every pump, with the goal of power fucking Hermione into his bed by the end.

Five minutes later, Harry supported himself above Hermione by his arms on either side of her flushed face. His crotch was drenched in Hermione’s juices as Harry finally gave Hermione the entire length of his cock with every thrust. This was the time to ruin her for any other man, and if Hermione was somehow able to outlast a metamorph, Harry would wave the white flag and give her up.

Harry looked down at the alluring girl beneath him. In a rush to fuck her, Harry hadn’t bothered to remove all of Hermione’s clothes. But somehow, the tight clothes on Hermione’s body made the fuck even hotter. Harry had just flipped up Hermione’s skirt to get access to her pussy and left the now-drenched, white shirt on her body. Harry briefly considered ripping off the shirt to reveal the tits bouncing underneath but decided to enjoy the tease.

Harry briefly sat back to readjust and heard Hermione whine when his cock slipped out of her pussy. Then, grabbing her long legs, Harry pushed them towards Hermione until she was practically folded in half.

Climbing on top of Hermione again, Harry aimed his massive cock at her pussy, ready to fuck her unconscious just like Tonks. Harry looked at the stunning Hermione lying under him, completely open to whatever his desires were, and pounded his cock as deep as he could. Like a battering ram until his balls slapped onto Hermione’s firm asscheeks.

Hermione opened her mouth to let out a scream, but nothing but a small whimper escaped as Harry pounded his cock into her pussy. Treating it as a toy existing only to give Harry pleasure. Hermione’s eyes rolled back into her head till only the whites of her eyes showed as she wrapped her legs around Harry’s pumping hips. Hermione tried to move her hips together with Harry’s as he shaped her pussy to his pleasure. Harry could feel Hermione cumming her brains out this time, not by the fluttering of her pussy, but by the sheer amount of cum Hermione squirted out on his bed.

“Fuck Hermione! Who would have thought that the little bookworm would be so good at taking my cock!”

Hermione didn’t even register Harry’s words as she just squirted out another orgasm. Turning the bed into a wet mess of her fluids.

Harry paused his pounding and pressed flush against Hermione’s body, his cock as deep as it can go in her body. Harry moved his hips in circles, making sure his dick had touched every part of Hermione’s pussy. Giving himself a bit more time to enjoy the feeling before Harry inevitably creampied Hermione. It also benefited Hermione’s thinking ability by giving her a break from the constant orgasms.

Hermione reached up and pulled Harry down for a deep kiss while keeping her hips moving with Harry’s. “How did you learn to do that, Harry? No, wait, don’t tell me. Just keep fucking me like this, and you don’t need to tell me anything.”

Harry grinned down at Hermione, “I have no problems fucking you, Hermione. But you have to promise me something.”

“Yes!”

Harry stopped moving his hips for a second in surprise before Hermione slapped his butt to remind him to keep going. Then, Harry asked, “Not even going to ask what I want?”

“I don’t care! Fuck me, and I’ll do whatever you want!”

Satisfied with how Hermione was craving his cock, Harry did as she asked. Harry stopped his teasing movements and went back to trying to fuck Hermione stupid.

The loud smack of Harry’s hips meeting Hermione’s arse was deafening with Harry’s sole goal to unload into the pussy he was fucking. Fortunately, from Harry’s experience with Tonks, he knew that only his cum could completely sate Hermione’s lust.

Hermione’s face went back to the fucked stupid look, and Harry felt a twinge in his balls as he looked at his friend’s usually bright face. Then, feeling himself getting close, Harry made his most brutal thrusts yet into Hermione’s wet pussy. His cum-filled balls banging off the flesh of Hermione’s arse with every clap of their hips.

Harry slammed into Hermione with one last pump and buried his face into the delirious Hermione’s neck. Moaning as he let go of the first of many shots of cum deep into her womb. Harry once again commanded his magic to produce more cum in his balls so he could overfill Hermione’s pussy. Eventually, Harry felt the cum he shot into Hermione’s pussy seep past his cock and ended up pooling onto his bed. Leaving trails of cum down Hermione’s shapely arse.

Harry slowly pulled out of Hermione, waving his hand right when his cock left her pussy, sealing the cum inside with magic. Harry sat down beside Hermione with a bit of exhaustion and looked proudly at her thoroughly fucked body. Harry would bet all the gold in his trust vault that Hermione would have no thoughts about inviting anyone else into her bed after this.

Using magic to clean up his bed and vanishing the sweat and cum from his and Hermione’s bodies, Harry pulled a blanket around the both of them. He spooned Hermione from behind, nestling his still hard cock between her legs, and drifted off to sleep.

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