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Hermione's Furry Little Problem	By : Gandalfs-Beard Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 242841 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 20
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Professor Lupin greeted the students warmly with a quiet voice, and everyone settled down as the first lesson of the third year’s Defence Against the Dark Arts class began.
“This year, we will start with things you would normally not be taught until 6th Year. But after the debacle at the World Cup this summer, the School Board of Governors has determined that all students should be made aware of the dangers they could be facing in coming months. What I am about to teach you, is how to respond to illegal curses...”
Hermione raised her hand. Professor Lupin smiled.
“Yes Mrs Potter?”
“Aren’t all curses illegal?”
“Not all curses are automatically illegal in and of themselves Mrs Potter. The intent with which they are used is always taken into consideration. Context is everything. Any curse used for self-defence is generally considered appropriate by the Ministry. But having said that, there are three which are considered Unforgivable, and there are a number of other curses which are legally in the same class as the Unforgivables--such as the Immolation Curse, which causes people to spontaneously combust.”
A collective gasp of horror emanated from most of the class at the notion that anybody might use such a horrible spell. Only the Slytherins in the class seemed unmoved.
“What makes Unforgivables distinct, is that they have the greatest potential for misuse, permanent injury, and death. Therefore, the Unforgivables are considered illegal under nearly all circumstances--though allowances are still made for the heat of battle in self-defence. Can anyone tell me which the three major Unforgivables are?”
Hermione had her hand up again and her bushy tail waved eagerly. Professor Lupin gave her another smile. But Neville’s hand had also shot up, and he looked very troubled, so Professor Lupin gave him the first crack at the question.
“I... I know one is... is the Cruciatus Curse.” Neville stammered.
Professor Lupin’s smile vanished. He had known Neville’s parents quite well, and he understood why Neville would be focused on that particular curse.
“Correct Mr Longbottom. The Cruciatus Curse is also known as the Torture Curse. Five points to Gryffindor.”
Everyone was surprised to see that Ron Weasley had his hand up too. So Professor Lupin gave him the next one.
“Er... I think one is the Imperio Curse Professor.” Ron mumbled.
“Almost correct Mr Weasley. It’s actually called the Imperius Curse. That curse has given the Ministry a lot of trouble...”
The Professor finally allowed Hermione to answer the last one. Hermione looked at Harry and her eyes filled with tears.
“Avada Kedavra...” Hermione answered in a small voice.
“Correct Mrs Potter. The Killing Curse is indeed also known by its incantation. It is a very dangerous spell which takes a very powerful bit of magic to make it work. Only one person is known to have survived it...”
Harry squirmed uncomfortably in his seat and Professor Lupin’s eyes caught his, with a look of silent commiseration. The rest of the class was spent explaining the curses in greater detail, and how to defend against them.
The students filed out of the lesson in a somber mood when class was finished. Hermione curled her fluffy tail around Harry as they made their way to the courtyard; Harry felt like he needed some space and air. But his plans for a bit of peace and quiet were dashed when Hermione shrieked and pushed him face first into the mud. She fell beside him, and a pillar crumbled from a hex which had been shot at Harry’s back and missed its mark.
Harry clambered back to his feet angrily with his wand out to face Malfoy and his henchmen. But before he could retaliate, Draco Malfoy morphed into a lizard before his eyes. Crabbe and Goyle ran for it. Before Draco could scurry off, a cage appeared from nowhere and trapped him.
Harry and Hermione didn’t have to wonder for long who had intervened. Tonks ran up to the muddy young wizards.
“Oi, you two alright? That little bastard tried to hex you from behind. ‘e must be a Slytherin.”
“Yeah,” groaned Harry, “That’s Draco Malfoy...”
“Right then. Well I’m taking the little bugger to Professor Dumbledore straight away.” Tonks peered at Hermione admiringly.
“Good show Hermione. You saved Harry from quite a nasty looking hex--it might have even been a curse. It looked dangerous enough to be one.”
Harry took his muddy wife in his own soiled arms and embraced her, giving her a kiss as Tonks strode back up to the castle with the caged reptile.
“Thanks Hermione.”
“Well... I guess it’s back to the castle then.” Hermione sighed. “We’re filthy.”
Returning to their private quarters, the pair stripped off their dirty clothes, threw them into a hamper, then stepped into the shower together. As the steam rose up, Harry began to squeeze the mud from Hermione’s tail and she began to purr.
Hot water cascaded down between Hermione’s legs, and Harry’s hands followed as they rubbed the dirt from her abdomen. Her nipples hardened and her clitoris poked from its hiding place. Harry’s fingers found it, and began to massage it tenderly. Hermione pressed her thighs together trapping Harry’s hand, moaning, while he continued to rub her nubbin and kiss her neck.
Harry’s penis sprang to attention, and he pushed Hermione softly back against the tiles of the shower, parting her legs with a knee. He placed a hand under each bottom cheek and lifted her. Hermione gasped and meowed when Harry entered her. The hot spray of water streamed from the two naked young wizards, and they began to lose themselves to the passion.
Harry vigorously and rhythmically thrust into Hermione’s depths, pressing her against the wall of the shower, and her bedraggled tail wrapped around his backside. Harry had Hermione completely lifted off the floor and she curled her legs around his thighs as he continued to pump his penis into her slick tightness. Her labia clung to his shaft as it slid in and out of her body.
The spray of water felt like a thousand pricks of soft needles against their skin, and tingles of pleasure turned into a surge of ecstasy which filled them both. Harry and Hermione melted together under the stream of water and she meowed loudly and her sopping tail twirled as they both climaxed hard. Sparks of magic flew and ricocheted from the tiles as Harry’s sticky fluid filled Hermione’s womb.
Panting heavily, the pair slipped to floor of the shower gently as the water continued to fall.
A few moments later, Harry’s tumescence was full again and he entered Hermione from behind, pressing her breasts into the water puddling on the hard tiles of the shower floor. His turgid penis plunged between her soft slippery bottom cheeks again and again until they both burst into oblivion and he filled her with semen once more.
Neither of them noticed the ghostly head of a girl which merged back into the wall.
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