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Harry Potter and the Secret Spellbook	By : Harryandginny Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 58932 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Chapter Five: Magnus Uberus

Harry woke up slowly the next morning. He could feel consciousness pulling at him but fought it for as long as he could. He tried to roll over to a more comfortable position but found he couldn’t. Still in a daze, he tried again but felt something stopping him. He jerked up, was someone in bed with him?
He looked down and saw that his huge cock was tenting the sheets below him. “Oh” Harry thought, realising what had been stopping him from rolling over. He sat there for a second hoping that his morning wood would go down, but inside he knew it wouldn’t.
Promising himself that he would find Ginny to get the counter spell as soon as he could, he looked down at his watch. It wasn’t even seven in the morning; he didn’t have to get up for at least another twenty minutes. He would be able to sneak to the toilets and relieve himself before anyone saw his huge erection. He grabbed his dressing gown as he slid out of bed and then tucked his huge cock up against his stomach as he did up the chords.
Then he tiptoed to the bathroom and locked himself into one of the cubicles. He undid his dressing gown and his cock snapped out immediately. “This was going to be a problem” Harry thought to himself as he looked down at his rock-hard cock. He tried to do what he normally did with morning wood and lean over the toilet so he could piss but his dick was too long. He decided that he would just have to do his best and vanish anything that missed.
Once he was done, he tip-toed back into the dormitory and as he passed Ron’s bed, he remembered that Ron had seen him come back last night! He got back into bed but all sleepiness had left him. How was he going to explain the situation to Ron? It was bad enough that he and Ginny were sneaking off in the dead of night to have some very experimental sex. But now Hermione was involved. At the thought of the two of them Harry’s cock gave a little jerk. He quickly thought of other things, however. This was not the time to get another erection.
He decided that he had better change before everyone woke up so he quickly pulled on his robes, extremely thankful that the flowing material would mask the size of his cock better than a normal pair of jeans would. His mind raced as he bumbled around getting ready for the day, thinking of ways he could break the news to Ron. But before he knew it, he heard Ron waking up next to him. Harry watched out of the corner of his eye as Ron pulled aside the curtains of his four-poster bed and sat up and prayed that Ron had forgotten the events of last night.
“Mornin” yawned Ron sleepily, swinging his legs over the side of the bed and reaching for his dressing gown.
“Morning” replied Harry, keeping his back to Ron and pretending to be focused on packing his bag.
But it seemed, at least for the moment, that Ron had forgotten seeing Harry returning last night as he went about his usual routine getting ready for the day. It wasn’t long before they were both ready and, on their way down to breakfast, Harry secretly thanked Merlin for Ron’s apparent forgetfulness.
As they approached the Gryffindor table, Ron spotted Hermione sitting on her own and made a beeline for her immediately. Harry’s stomach clenched at the sight of Hermione and he quickly stuffed back down the thoughts that had risen unbidden. He was very aware of his crotch bulging under his robes as he and Ron sat down opposite Hermione who seemed to be back to her usual bossy, and a little shy, self.
“Hello Harry” said Hermione, a little breathlessly. A tinge of pink already spreading subtly across her cheeks.
“God, you exhausted!” blurted out Ron before Harry could reply.
Hermione looked taken aback and immediately grabbed for her wand, her face suddenly turning a bright shade of pink. “It’s nothing” she replied calmly as possible, “I was just up late last night with some light reading”. She avoided Harry’s eyes as she said this and then aimed her wand at her own face and sang softly “Nolite Lassus!”
“Light reading?” joked Ron. “Are you reading Hogwarts a History for the seventh time or something?”
“No…” began Hermione, obviously trying to think fast, her face still burning.
But she was cut off by Ron who turned to Harry to say “Hang on, that reminds me! You didn’t come back until late last night, did you?” Harry felt his stomach clench again and could practically see Hermione squirming in her seat.
Ron didn’t take his eyes off Harry’s face as he continued to question him “Where did you go? And how come you didn’t bring me?” His last sentence trailed off pityingly.
Harry remained frozen, returning Ron’s stare with a calm face while inside his mind was blank.
Then, suddenly, he thought of something and, trying not to sound too eager, lied “I was following Draco Malfoy” He was proud that he had even managed to sound contrite, as if he was owning up to some mistake. He tried not to think of the real events of the previous night and how sorry he would have to sound explaining them to Ron if he ever did.
Ron turned in exasperation to Hermione who was looking relieved “Can you believe him? He’s been sitting outside the Room of Requirement all year.” Ron turned back to Harry and said worriedly “Its getting a bit weird mate”
Harry’s felt relief wash over him as he realised Ron had taken his excuse so he continued to play along with his story. “He’s definitely up to something Ron!” Harry said forcefully. Harry did of course believe Malfoy was up to something but recently his interest in following that little git around had been somewhat outweighed by other … activities.
Hermione, her face having finally resumed its normal colour, didn’t say a word as Ron and Harry continued to bicker over the subject all the way down to Potions. Harry did, however, noticed that her eyes seemed to rest on him a little longer than usual as they walked. It looked innocent enough but Harry could only imagine the thoughts that were buzzing through her head.
Potions turned out to be a relaxed lesson as Professor Slughorn had the class practice making the Draught of Living Death. Harry, Ron and Hermione had taken their usual spots at the back of the class where it was easier to chat and were discussing how much better the lessons had been since Slughorn had taken over.
Harry pored over the Prince’s potion book looking for tips and saw Hermione’s face in the corner of his eye. She was sitting next to him and regarding him with an expression of distaste as he bent over the book that she so disapproved of.
There was something else in that gaze however, something that he had noticed whenever she had looked at him but something that he had not understood. He looked up at her and their eyes met.
He understood it now. Their experiences last night had made sure of that. He watched Hermione’s face go red as her embarrassment took hold but then he saw her eyes slowly slide down his chest until they rested on his crotch. While his robes covered up his bulge, he was sure that Hermione knew what she was looking at. Harry quickly turned away, unsure what he felt about the connection that was undeniably growing between him and Hermione.
He looked towards Ron and opened his mouth to speak before he realised that Ron too was staring at someone else. Lavender Brown was in the opposite corner of the classroom and was busy preparing her ingredients. She was bent low over the table and her ass was presented towards them, almost as if she knew Ron would look. Harry nudged Ron softly in the ribs “See something you like”
Ron started, shook himself, and then turned to Harry grinning “Think it might be my turn to go on some night-time wanderings”
Harry grinned in response, thinking that the Gryffindor’s boys’ dormitories would soon be completely empty.
The rest of potions went past quickly and enjoyably, Harry’s potion outperformed the rest of the class again and he couldn’t help but smile at the look of indignant rage on Hermione’s face as her potion was, once again, overlooked.

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After potions had finally finished and they had struggled through a Transfiguration lesson, even Hermione had found the spell to transform water into glass difficult, they dropped into their seats in the Great Hall and sighed collectively.
“Thank Merlin that’s over” said Ron, pulling food towards him as quickly as possible. “Only Charms to go next and that’s always a bit of fun”
Hermione, it seemed, had finally moved on from last night’s events and was treating Harry normally without going pink every time she spoke to him. “Shall we eat lunch outside today?” she suggested. “It’s the first day of summer and it might be nice to celebrate.”
“Yeah” said Harry “I could do with some fresh air; I haven’t played enough Quidditch recently. That reminds me actually. Ron, we’re going to need to schedule some more practices soon, I think everyone is probably a bit out of shape with all the revision we’ve had to do.”
“That’s a good shout” replied Ron, “I’ll let everyone know when I see them. It’ll be nice to have a break from all this work for a change.”
They picked up a selection of breads, cheeses and meats from the Gryffindor table and, stuffing it into their bags, made their way outside. Without even realising it, their legs took them all the way out into the grounds until they reached their customary spot by the lake. It was a beautiful shaded spot that overlooked the lake and was somewhat hidden from the rest of the grounds by a thin screen of bushes and tree trunks. A factor that had been very useful over the years for all of their private conversations about the goings-on in Hogwarts. They settled down with Ron in the centre and began to eat at once. Barely speaking for a change, they simply enjoyed the warm weather and the stunning view over the lake.
Ron finally broke the silence, looking down at the remainders of the bread that lay next to them “Do you guys want any more?”
They both shook their heads and then watched as Ron picked up the loaf and threw it as far as he could into the lake. The peace broken, they watched as a tentacle broke the surface of the water and wrapped itself around the bread before it pulled it down to the dark depths of the lake.
“Squids still alive and kicking then” said Ron happily, yawning as he did. Harry and Hermione grinned in response. The sun was streaming down and the warm smell of the grass was almost soporific. They sat together for some time before Ron said drowsily “Well, I don’t know about you guys but I think I might just have a little lie down”
He lay down on his side, a look of pure contentment spreading across his face. Harry was about to follow Ron’s example and catch forty winks, the last couple of nights had been draining in more ways than one, but, looking up, he saw Hermione watching him intently.
Suddenly all thoughts of sleep were wiped from his mind. His heart began beating fast, he recognised that look. He tried to break the eye contact but it almost felt like Hermione was drawing him into her. His enlarged cock stirred. He couldn’t tell how long they stayed there, almost drinking each other in, before Ron’s snore broke the moment. Between them, Ron was obviously fast asleep.
Harry mentally shook himself and then watched as Hermione stood up and began to tiptoe around Ron to Harry, her eyes on Ron for the slightest sign that he would wake up. Harry’s heart, already beating fast, went into overdrive.
What was she doing? Harry thought to himself as Hermione reached him and silently lay down on the grass next to him.
Harry looked at her and whispered as quietly as possible “What are you doing??”
“Don’t worry” whispered Hermione back, drawing her wand. Before Harry could stop her, she had pointed it at Ron and whispered “Muffliato”. A soft swishing sound seemed to emanate from her wand and then settle over Ron. “There” she said in her normal voice. “Now he can’t hear us.”
“Hear us?” exclaimed Harry. “Hear us what? Hermione, that is my best friend! I don’t think I’m comfortable putting a silencing charm over him!”
“Oh Harry” moaned Hermione. “I don’t want to either, but I just couldn’t stop thinking about last night.”
The sound of desire in her voice sent shivers down Harry’s spine and he willed himself not to get an erection. “Hermione, I’ve been wanting to speak to about that.”
Excitement immediately sparked in her eyes and one of her hands reached up towards Harry. Harry’s body responded of its own accord and his dick started to grow before Harry’s mind caught up. “Hermione.” Said Harry firmly. Her hand dropped and she looked disappointed. “Hermione, Ron is right there, he could wake up any minute!”
“What I had planned wouldn’t take much longer than that” she said coyly.
“No, look I have to tell something. I’m not comfortable with this.” Continued Harry, not meeting Hermione’s eyes for the first time. He felt her withdraw from him on the grass but pressed on. “Hermione its nothing to do with you, but I’m still with Ginny. I don’t want to cheat on her…. again.”
Harry looked up at Hermione again and saw her looking at him in confusion. “But that didn’t stop you in the classroom yesterday?”
“I know” replied Harry.
“Or last night....”
“I know” said Harry a little more forcefully. “Hang on, I forgot to ask. How did you even find us last night? I didn’t tell anyone that I was going to meet up with Ginny.”
“Oh Harry, if you want to have a secret conversation about your sex life with Ginny then the library really isn’t the place to do it.”
Harry’s mouth fell open “You were listening in on our conversation while we were in the library?”
“No I didn’t even need to listen in, you were talking in the next row to me! Anyway, you probably should have guessed I was in the library, I thought you secretly might have hoped that I would hear.” Hermione squirmed involuntarily as she said this, looking up at Harry hopefully.
Harry tactfully ignored this. "How did you get into the Room of Requirement then?"
"Ginny's not the only one who can do disillusionment charms Harry" said Hermione slightly exhasperatedly. "I was going to follow you in right away but Mrs Norris was there and Filch came around the corner just as you guys fell inside. I had to cast a spell so that cat wouldn't smell me while I waited for them to leave."
"Impressive" muttered Harry grudgingly.
“So, why don’t you want to carry on now” continued Hermione, a slight tinge of worry in her voice now. “Is it something to do with me? Did I do it wrong?”
“No” said Harry firmly. “I’m sorry Hermione, I just don’t feel I can do anything until I’ve talked to Ginny. Is that alright? Can we just promise that we won’t do anything unless Ginny is with us?”
“Boys!” exclaimed Hermione. “You spend all your time gawking over girls and now you can have one you step back!”
“That’s not fair! I just….” Started Harry.
“Yeah, I know" cut in Hermione more softly this time "I just have all these feelings now and I don’t know what to do with them. Are you going to have that chat with Ginny soon?” Hermione said hopefully.
“Yeah I’m going to see her to…” but Harry was interrupted again. This time by Ron stirring next to him. He looked at Hermione but she was already moving. She jumped to her feet and in one movement swished her wand at Ron, performing the silent counter jinx. Then she turned and looked out at the lake, pretending she hadn’t noticed any noises at all.
Harry looked over to Ron, his heart beating fast out of fear this time. Had he noticed anything? Did they look suspicious? But Ron was obviously still waking up and Harry took advantage of that time to tuck his huge cock more comfortably into his underwear.
“Did you guys not have a nap as well?” mumbled Ron as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes.
“No, that tiredness spell I used this morning keeps me going all day.” Said Hermione briskly, turning back to look at Ron and Harry, all of her previous desire gone. “Well,” she continued “Shall we get going? Only charms left and then we can have a chill evening.”

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Charms had passed almost uneventfully for a change. Professor Flitwick had set them to practicing the Locomotor or Locomotion charm which lifts a target a few inches off of the ground and moves that object in any given direction. Although there was substantial potential for chaos, Flitwick had given them all pillows to practice on so that the room looked like a giant disembodied pillow fight.
After Charms, they had packed up their bags and headed for dinner. Harry made sure that Ron stayed in between he and Hermione at all times, he didn’t want either of them to be tempted. If Hermione noticed, she didn’t say anything. Maybe she was regretting how forward her actions had been out in the grounds. She seemed back to her normal quiet but bossy self now but Harry knew that any hint of sex in the air would transform her into the horny woman that lay below her indifferent façade.
As they entered the Great Hall Ginny bounded up to the three of them, a wide smile on her face.
“Hello, you lot” she said brightly, linking arms with Harry and winking at Hermione while Ron wasn’t looking. Hermione blushed at the attention and looked away.
“Hey, how was your day?” responded Harry, happy to have Ginny back in the knowledge that it would make the situation between him and Hermione less awkward.
“Awful, Snape gave me five pages of homework on dementors for next week! I can’t believe how much work we have to do for the OWLs, I don’t know how you guys survived.”
“Slimy git” agreed Ron. “He’s managed to make me hate Defense against the Dark Arts.”
“Ron, our last teacher was Umbridge!” exclaimed Hermione, re-joining the conversation. “We haven’t had a proper teacher since Moody and even he was a secret Death Eater.”
“Well,” said Harry slowly. “At least he’s got one thing in common with Snape then. Maybe we should reform Dumbledore’s Army in case he does a Moody and turns on us all.”
“Harry, I’m not going through this again” said Hermione resolutely.
“But I saw him with Malfoy...” started Harry, before seeing the disinterested look on Ginny’s face. “Anyway, lets talk about it some other time.”
“Harry might have point after all you know” said Ron, his eyes on Snape at the teachers table as they took their seats at the Gryffindor table. “If Harry saw him talking to Malfoy, how do we know he’s not back with… with You Know Who?”
There was silence for a while before the food suddenly appeared in front of them and they turned their attention away from such dark matters and towards filling their bellies.
Course after course went by until pudding found them all sitting comfortably chatting about the upcoming Quidditch training sessions. Hermione, who had asked what the Hawkshead Attacking Formation was, was being treated to an in-depth discussion of its strengths and weaknesses by an excited Ron. While Hermione looked like she probably needed saving, Harry enjoyed that it left he and Ginny alone for a while. They hadn’t seen each other since their adventures with Hermione yesterday and Harry felt like they needed to talk it through even if now wasn’t the time.
“Are you really that stressed about your OWLs” said Harry quietly.
“Don’t worry about me” replied Ginny. “I’ll get through them. Anyway, I’ve found a hobby that is pretty good at helping with stress.” She winked.
“Right” replied Harry, cottoning on quick. He shot a quick look at Hermione and saw that she was only listening with one ear to Ron and that she was obviously trying to listen into his and Ginny’s conversation. Harry lowered his voice and continued “Do you still need to practice this hobby?”
“Most definitely” replied Ginny quietly, a grin spreading across her face as she held Harry’s gaze. “I think I’m going to need all the practice I can get.”
Harry was unable to stop himself grinning as well, the nature of their conversation had already started working on his body and he already couldn’t wait for later that evening. “Meet back in the Prefect’s bathroom?” he asked.
“Perfect” said Ginny, with only a slight look of confusion when she glanced over at Hermione.
“What are you two grinning at?” said Ron suspiciously who had just finished his lecture on the finer points of keeper positioning.
“Just imagining you dropping the quaffle yet again” joked Harry.

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The evening passed quickly but without the opportunity for Harry and Ginny to have any more private conversations. Ginny had lots of homework to get out of the way and Harry was concentrating on playing exploding snap in the Gryffindor common room with Ron, Fred and George.
Planning to get some sleep before seeing Ginny later, Harry bade the others goodnight early and started up towards his dormitory. Ron looked suspiciously after him and Harry wondered whether Ron suspected what he was really up to in the early hours of the morning. Harry hoped he didn’t, it would be difficult enough to explain that he was sneaking off to fuck Ron’s younger sister, never mind bringing Hermione into the equation.
It was not until well past midnight that his watch alarm woke him up. He jerked awake, already excited and buzzing. He shrugged on his dressing gown and slippers and then threw his invisibility cloak on. Tip toeing out the door he didn’t notice Ron stir in the bed behind him.
This time Harry found Ginny waiting for him in the common room in one of the big armchairs next to the fire. She looked up at the door opening and closing and she bounded upright. Harry, still invisible, walked up to her and threw the invisibility cloak over them both. Immediately they crashed together, kissing each other desperately and grasping at each other bodies. Harry felt his dick get hard immediately as it was pressed between their two bodies. They were unable to move for some time until they had satisfied their immediate needs.
Breaking apart, Ginny whispered “I missed you today”
“Me too” replied Harry, pecking her on the lips once more. “Shall we go?”
“Lead the way!” exclaimed Ginny excitedly and they set off arm in arm under the cloak towards the Prefect’s bathroom.
As they walked Harry felt like he had to broach the subject that had been troubling him all day. “Ginny, what the fuck happened last night?”
“What do you mean?” replied Ginny innocently.
“You can’t pretend that was a normal evening, Gin. We fucked Hermione!”
A giggle escaped Ginny at that point and echoed down the corridor. Harry shushed her.
“I’m sorry, it does sound out of this world when you say it so bluntly. I mean, can you believe it?” Ginny was talking quickly and excitedly to Harry now. “Yesterday morning Hermione hadn’t even touched herself and now she’s been eaten out by me and finger fucked by you! Not to mention the fact that you’ve cum all over her as well.”
Harry was surprised at Ginny’s excited tone but carried on all the same. “Yeah, it was pretty great actually” he admitted. “But don’t you think it was a bit out of character, I’ve never seen Hermione so desperate for something. It seemed to change who she was.”
“Don’t worry about her character, I went through the same thing the first time I had an orgasm. Suddenly any time you aren’t cumming but could be is wasted time. I’m sure she’ll calm down soon. Until then we can just enjoy a new side to her!”
Harry interrupted her, “You know she made another move on me today.”
Ginny paused and looked up at Harry before saying slowly. “What did you do?”
“I… I… stopped anything from happening. You’re my girlfriend, it just felt wrong to being doing anything with her.”
“Thanks Harry.” Said Ginny quietly. “But you don’t have to hold back if you don’t want to.”
“Ginny?” Harry was utterly bewildered.
“I… well, I enjoyed her being with us as well. You saw how hot she is, I can understand if you can’t hold it in. I find it kind of hot to think of us all getting off.”
“Ok.” Said Harry, unsure how to respond to that. “I mean I could see that last night but I wasn’t asking permission Ginny. I don’t think I want to do anything with Hermione outside of us”
“Oh” said Ginny, a slight tone of disappointment in her voice.
“I’m not saying that we shouldn’t see Hermione again, I think we both want a repeat of last night. But maybe we just enjoy ourselves when we are all together? I just… don’t want to lose you”
Ginny turned to Harry and hugged him quickly. “Don’t worry about that, we can do whatever we want! Let’s just do whatever Hermione is comfortable with and go from there.”
“Ok” said Harry, surprised and pleased. His girlfriend had just given the ok for him to do whatever he wanted with Hermione. He tried to squash any worries he had about the implications it could have for their relationship. “Anyway, let’s just forget this and enjoy tonight” They had reached the Prefect’s bathroom.
Harry spoke the password softly and the door swung open silently. The room, as usual, was empty at this time. They walked inside, still not used to grandeur of the bathroom with its vaulted ceiling, stained glass windows and giant bath. The mirrors along the walls of the room shows their reflections as they walked towards the bath, pulling the cloak off them as they went.
They stopped and faced each other. “You didn’t bring the book this time” said Harry, slightly relieved. As much as he loved and trusted Ginny, he knew that she was adventurous and sometimes downright dirty.
“Oh don’t worry about that, I memorised the spell this time. Didn’t want to lug that giant book around again.” At a look from Harry, she carried on “Don’t worry I’ve memorised the counter spell as well… I just haven’t had a chance to practice it yet.” Ginny grinned and pushed Harry towards to bath. “You go sort out the bath, while I work out the spell.”
Trepidation filled Harry but he pushed it down as he walked over the bath. When he reached the taps he found that he could remember what individual ones did so went about choosing the different types of foam and aromas. As the bath filled with hot water and different smells, the same island of dense foam coalesced on top of the bath but this time took up only a small area, leaving the rest as clear water.
Harry heard a splash behind him and saw that Ginny had already dived into the bath. He caught a glimpse of her pale body as she dived in and then saw her head break the surface next to the edge as she surfaced for air.
“Umm Ginny I don’t know how to swim.” Said Harry as he started to strip his nightclothes off. He extricated his cock and then stood there at the edge of the bath, naked.
Ginny seemed unable to respond for a second, focused as she was on his huge dick. After a second or two she managed to say “Its quite shallow here, don’t worry. There’s a ledge.”
Harry took her word for it and, slowly and ungainly, stepped into the bath. The warmth spread throughout his body immediately and the movement of the water against his body felt wonderful.
He looked over at Ginny and saw her relaxing against the edge with her eyes closed. Her chest was out of the water and little waves were lapping against her perky tits. Each wave covered them for a second before they were opened to the air once again in all their freckled glory.
Harry couldn’t resist and he couldn’t wait. He walked his way through the water until he was standing between Ginny’s legs while she sat on the ledge. He leaned forwards, his semi-hard cock lolling in the water above her stomach, and kissed her softly. She responded and, with her eyes still closed, kissed him back more forcefully. Reaching down she placed two hands on his cock and started to massage it slowly to its full length.
Harry, meanwhile, reached down and put one hand behind her neck to stabilise himself and his other hand on one of her nipples. He refrained from grabbing her tits full on and instead enjoyed stimulating Ginny’s nipples along with the water as he continued to kiss her.
Ginny, it seemed, was less interested in such a slow build up and pushed her chest forward into Harry’s hand, forcing him to grab it and to start massaging it properly. Her hands continued to work on his cock but it was almost too big for her to manage.
In response Ginny broke off the kiss, hopped off the ledge and wrapped her legs around Harry’s waist, pressing her crotch against the base of Harry’s dick so that his length lay on top of her belly. Harry quickly grabbed her ass with both hands to make sure she didn’t fall and then could do little more than watch as she employed both hands and her belly to wank him off.
Harry held on to her as she kept her legs wrapped around him and she continued with her movements, occasionally looking up from her work to kiss Harry passionately. Harry’s body began to respond for him as he felt the pleasure bloom deep inside himself. He began to thrust upwards along Ginny’s belly so that her whole body was jolted up and down along his cock. But this wasn’t enough.
He lifted Ginny bodily up and out of the water so that her belly was up at his chest and held her there. She exclaimed in excitement and held on as Harry let go with one hand and grabbed his dick. It was rock hard. He redirected it so that it was pointing directly upwards and set it resting against Ginny’s vagina. Ginny let go.
She came crashing down into the water and speared herself on Harry’s huge dick in one swift movement. She screamed. Harry’s cock felt like it had burnt its way into her body, but not a painful fire, a deep burning pleasure. It felt like Harry’s dick was the only thing inside and that it was consuming her from the inside out. Now face to face, Harry looked her in the eyes and saw them blazing.
Without a word apart from grunts on exertion, Harry raised grabbed her tight ass again and lifted her slightly, before beginning to fuck her. Hard. Or as hard as possible while still in the bath. While the water did slow their movements, it also increased the pleasure as the swirls of water played against their skin until it felt like they had hands massaging every centimetre of their bodies. The water began to froth around them and the bubbles surrounded them. They fucked uninterrupted, except for their moans for some time, until Ginny began to whimper.
This was what Harry loved in life. Just the simplicity of him and Ginny enjoying each other, however, it wasn’t destined to last. The sensations of Harry’s huge cock wedged deep inside Ginny was starting to affect her deep inside. She felt filled, finally filled, after a day of waiting. And now she could not hold on any longer. Heat overtook her body that wasn’t because of the bath.
“I’m sorry, I can’t hold on” she clasped Harry to her so that her tits ground against his chest and then let herself go. She jerked in his arms, her pussy squeezing Harry’s cock, desperate to make it cum at the same time. It worked. The feeling of Ginny’s pussy, already tight, pulsating along the length of his dick was too much. He clasped her close to his body so his huge dick was deep inside her and came. Thich ropes of cum filled Ginny’s body as they clasped each other. Sharing each other’s pleasure and trembling as their orgasms took hold of them.
It was some time before they slowly peeled themselves apart, panting. They shared a long sensual kiss before Harry lifted Ginny off his softening but still large dick, and placed her on the edge of the bath. Ginny was still taking time to catch her breath, while Harry heaved himself out of the bath onto the ledge next to her, his dick lolling between his legs.
Harry kept silent, a small part of him hoping that Ginny had forgotten the spell that she had brought for this evening’s entertainment. However, sure enough, once Ginny had got her breath back, she looked at Harry with a gleam in her eye. “Ready?” Was all she needed to say for Harry to know what she wanted.
“What..” Harry tried to say, but Ginny placed a finger on his lips before he could finish his sentence.
“Tch tch, no questions. I asked if you were ready?” the mischievous side of Ginny was coming to the fore now and Harry couldn’t help thinking how similar she was to Fred and George in her own way. She jumped up from the ledge of the bath, setting her beautiful boobs bouncing, and walked over to a corner of the room. This gave Harry a beautiful view of her ass as she walked away and, looking carefully, a glimpse of her dripping pussy between her legs.
“Ok then” said Harry, more confidently than he felt. He pushed himself up and followed Ginny who was waiting for him next to a set of large mirrors which allowed Harry to see every inch of her body without even moving.
“Great!” Ginny responded. “First, let’s get nice and warm.” She directed her wand first at Harry and then at herself and performed the drying spell that Harry had seen Hermione perform before. He had never experienced the spell first-hand, however, and was pleasantly surprised to feel the flow of warm air encompass his body. The warm wind played against his skin enticingly as it wicked away any water that was left. His cock, still spent, twitched nonetheless.
“I didn’t know you could do that spell” said Harry surprised, watching Ginny and seeing that she was enjoying it as much as he did.
“You’ve been friends with Hermione for all these years and you still haven’t learnt anything” teased Ginny. “She’s been giving me a hand with homework if I need it and she’s taught me a few things.”
“Well, maybe we can teach her a few things in return.” Said Harry, winking. They were now standing a foot apart each other, still completely naked, and surrounded on two sides by mirrors which reflected the wonders of their bodies.
Harry looked down and saw Ginny’s pink nipples were hard from light sensations of the wind. They strained out, almost begging to be touched, fondled, worshipped. Harry stepped forward, bringing his hand up, engrossed by Ginny’s beautiful body.
She stepped backward.
“Hey” said Harry disappointedly, his hands dropping back to his sides next to his flaccid dick.
Ginny ignored him and said “This spell... Harry I enjoyed fucking Hermione as much as you did last night. And… well… I thought we shouldn’t have to miss out on all the fun!”
Before Harry could move, Ginny had waved her wand and pointed it directly at him. “Magnus Uberus!” she exclaimed, unable to keep the excitement out of her voice.
There was silence as Ginny lowered her wand and looked at Harry’s body, nothing had happened. She stepped back, still examining him.
Harry felt relief. “Ginny what are you… you…”

He felt small tingle run down his spine.

He looked up at Ginny, almost scared and saw her looking back with a hungry expression.
He stepped forward, pushing Ginny to one side, and grasped the edges of the mirror. He saw his own reflection, a slightly white concerned face on top of a well-built body. His dick still swinging between his legs.
Maybe he was just imagining things.
He stepped back and glanced over at Ginny. Suddenly, a heat and energy blossomed deep inside Harry. His attention flashed back to his reflection and he watched, powerless, as the magic began to work on his body.
The energy inside Harry’s chest expanded and intensified, becoming a raging torrent that ran up and down his body. Although Harry couldn’t see anything change in his reflection, his skin felt warm to the touch. The warmth slowly coalesced until it began to collect in two spots on his chest. Harry finally understood what spell Ginny had cast on him.
Harry felt rather than saw the early effects of the magic take hold as the skin on his chest began to change, whatever hair he had had on his chest disappeared and the skin became soft, smooth and supple. The twin whirlpools of energy in his chest intensified and Harry began to pant. His skin started to become hot and he gripped the mirror frame once again as the energy inside him began to spike. He looked into his reflection and saw what he had guessed. His chest had begun to expand.
His flat strong and defined pecs were slowly filling out, gaining weight and size at an increasing rate. He watched his body in the mirror change, his chest continued to grow outwards. Drooping as it did until he accepted that it wasn’t his chest anymore.
He, Harry Potter, the Chosen One, was growing tits.
His breasts were growing, starting off very flat and then growing to the size of apples and then grapefruits. The energy within him wasn’t dissipating however, and while his breasts slowly expanded, his nipples began to change as well. His small areolas began to expand with his tits and his nipples grew, becoming rock solid.
Harry couldn’t tear his eyes away from his own reflection and he felt increasing weight on his chest as his breasts continued to grow. Finally, the energy inside Harry began to weaken and he realised that his boobs had stopped growing. Harry stood up a little straighter and looked at himself full on in the mirror. His breasts hung down from his chest, two beautiful tits with small brown nipples that were as hard as diamond. They weren’t too big, nothing larger than a big handful, and were incredibly perky, almost defying gravity. The weight of Harry’s new tits felt foreign to him and he could notice them jiggle and sway mesmerically.
He was still him, he had his face, his arms, his legs and most importantly his cock. But he also had a pair of beautiful boobs. Their soft skin and hard nipples were too enticing. Forgetting that Ginny was even in the room, Harry watched as his hands reached up of their own accord towards his breasts.
He stroked his nipples with two fingers which sent shivers running down his back and also awakened an ache deep inside him. An ache that he had never felt before. He grabbed his tits full on and squeezed, rubbing his nipples against the palm of him hand. The pleasure this created forced a moan out of his mouth before he even realised what was happening and he felt his whole body awaken. He looked and saw his cock spasm into life. He went from soft to hard in a second and he was immediately dripping pre-cum. The sensations he felt from his tits were overtaking his body but he knew he wanted more. He had to fuck.
He looked back at Ginny, who had moved during his transformation, and was now sitting on the foam island with her legs splayed and her hand on her cunt. Two fingers rubbed her pussy as her other hand pawed at her own tits.
Her eyes rose from Harry’s new firm tits and huge cock and she smiled “How do you like them?”
Harry found he couldn’t respond. He had lost control; his desire was now animalistic. In answer he walked quickly across the bathroom floor and clambered onto the foamy island. His walk sent his tits swinging from side to side and if possible, his cock got even harder. Before Harry had even settled on the foam Ginny jumped on him. She pinned his legs with hers and let his cock lean against her stomach as she looked down at him.
“Never looked better” she said with a grin as she leaned down and kissed him passionately. She pressed her body tight against his and Harry felt the ache inside him intensify as Ginny’s hard nipples grazed his own.
He didn’t know what to do. He kissed Ginny back almost violently, desperate to quench this ache. He felt Ginny start to grind her body onto his which had the combined effect of stimulating his cock and now his breasts. They were squashed flat against his chest but Ginny didn’t stop and Harry felt his sensitive nipples almost alight with pleasure. But it still wasn’t enough.
Harry picked Ginny up and pushed her into the foam next to him. She splayed her legs open wider and moaned seductively “I’m ready.” Her eyes weren’t on Harry’s face but on his heaving tits and his flexing cock.
There was no more foreplay. Kneeling in front of her pussy while Ginny lay on her back Harry positioned his dick at her entrance.
He looked in Ginny’s eyes saying “This is all your fault” with a slight grin before slamming his dick into her.
She moaned hard and loud as Harry’s huge dick jolted her up and down, her boobs bouncing everywhere. But now it wasn’t only Ginny’s tits, as Harry built up a rhythm the motion started to affect Harry’s boobs as well. They started to bounce up and down violently and Harry enjoyed the feeling as his nipples flicked up and down. He closed his eyes, and began to loose himself in the warmth of Ginny’s vagina as he pumped her, pushing his dick deep, then withdrawing it quickly before slamming it home again.
Then suddenly he felt something new, heat washed across his chest and down his body into his cock. He opened his eyes. Ginny’s hands were on his tits! She was massaging them hard and it was sending rushes of pleasure down Harry’s spine. He leant forward, engrossed in the feeling of such stimulation, so that his body was over Ginny and his cock was plunging straight down into her. Again, he felt something new and almost came in that instant. Ginny had reached up and fastened her mouth around Harry’s hard nipple. She was using the tongue to work her way round his boobs while her hands massaged them. Harry groaned and he plunged his dick to new depths inside Ginny in response.
The pleasure of fucking Ginny with his tits were also sucked and fondled was too much, however, and Harry began to feel the cum rise in him. The feeling did not just stem from his cock this time. The ache inside his chest rose to an almost tortuous level while he could feel the sensations in collect in his balls. He began to moan in time with each plunge and Ginny, knowing what this would mean, attacked his tits with renewed vigour, not interested in her own orgasm. She began to lick and suck and pull at his nipples harder than ever. It almost began to hurt but the pleasure was so much that it sent him over the edge.
He started to feel the cum rise and growled to Ginny in gasps “I’m going to cum all over you!”
Ginny stuck her face into his tits and motorboated them in response. She screamed “Yess!” into his tits. “Fucking cum all over my tits until you have nothing left!”
Harry felt his orgasm rise to such a peak until he almost felt like blacking out with pleasure. His cock began to spasm and his tits felt like they were on fire. At the very last moment he pulled his cock out of Ginny’s pussy and directed it towards her perky pale tits. He came, like he had never cum before, spraying cum across Ginny’s whole body so hard she let go of Harry’s tits in surprise. It felt almost like two orgasms took over his body. Not just concentrated in his balls but throughout his body.
He collapsed onto her, completely spent. His cum and sweat hugging both of their bodies.
“Hmm, that seemed to work well” said Ginny drily, looking down at Harry, lying on her cum soaked tits.
He rolled to one side and slowly sprawled onto the foam. Still enjoying the throes of ecstasy that coursed through his body, his cock softening and his perky tits still wet from her mouth.
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