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Potter's Pet	By : Astalith Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Harry/Hermione Views: 50764 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. And I warned you that there's brief HP/GW in this story, if you keep reading adn you don't like it, that'

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Story by:
Felinity

Disclaimer:
The characters and setting aren�t mine. They are property of JK Rowling and
this piece of fan fiction is meant for entertainment only. I receive no profit
(other than seeing hot character do each other) from this story.

Author�s
Note: This is my first fic like this, and I don�t
have a beta reader� so, I hope you enjoy it.

Potter�s
Pet

�� Catch you later mates� Rod said,
giving a brief parting nod to Harry, Hermione and Ginny as he pealed himself
from the leather chair he�d occupied for the past 3 hours. The meeting of
Dumbledore�s Army had been rather intense that night for all of them, visible
still on Ron�s tired face. Standing, he took a moment to stretch and yawn
before continuing to address his friends. �It�s past my bedtime, can�t be late
for Snape�s potions in the morning. He�ll have me in
the lab for a week detention if I�m late again.� A shudder running through the
red headed man�s body at the thought of spending more time than necessary with
Professor Snape. Spending the necessary time with the
potion�s master is bad enough as it is.

�� Well, bully for Snape.�
Ginny muttered softly from her spot on Harry�s lap. She�d been dozing off for
the past half hour, doing her best to stay awake to no avail. Eventually
succumbing to her exhaustion, the youngest of them curled up to sleep in her
boyfriend�s lap.

�� Gin dear,� Harry whispered softly
to his love, taking a moment to brush a stray strand of fiery red hair from her
face. �Head back to the dorms with Ron. He�ll make sure you don�t fall on the
staircase.�

�� Nuh uh.� Came her childish reply, muffled by Harry�s
robes which she was burying her face into.

�� Come on love, Hermione and I can
finish up here.� He said, stroking her shoulder absentmindedly with his thumb. �Go
up to bed, I�ll be the first one you see at breakfast in the morning.� He
smiled down at her, gently tipping her chin up to plant a soft kiss on her
smooth lips. �Love you.�

�� With a resigned sigh Ginny slowly
lifted herself out of Harry�s warm lap. �I love you too dear.�

�� Thankfully for Ginny, Ron was there
to catch his sister as she swayed from standing up, a slender hand going to her
forehead. �Yeah, bed good.� She muttered, letting her older brother lead her
from the room.

�� See ya
tomorrow Hermione. Later Harry.� Ron wished farewell,
easing Ginny out the door and in the direction of Gryffindor tower.

�� Silence filled the room with their
departure. Only the occasional rustling of turning pages disrupting the
comfortable stillness. The four of them had been looking for a quicker shield
spell to teach to the DA. They needed something quick and light, preferably
with a single, simple, wand motion that their students could be taught to cast
as a reflex. So far they�d come up with nothing, though Harry could now conjure
an umbrella in the blink of an eye.

�� The two continued on reading quietly
for some time, until Hermione casually broke the silence to ask Harry a
question. �What do you want from me Master?�

�� Harry looked up, arching an eyebrow
at his best friend. There was confusion on his face as he wondered if she�d
said what he thought she had.

�� Master?�
Hermione asked again, calling him Master as she always did when they were
alone. �What can I do for you?� She inquired, this time setting aside her book
and looking over at Harry.

�� On your knees.� Came
Harry�s response, his gaze wandering over his pet�s body, before casually shifting
back to the musty tome in hand. �Come suck me like a good girl.�

�� Hermione was only too happy to
oblige, sliding gracefully and catlike off her chair. The stone floor was cold
and hard on her bare knees, sending a chill throughout her body. On one hand,
she wished that he hadn�t removed her school robe during the DA meeting. But it
had been hot in class, and she knew that the short pleated skirt of her school
uniform turned her master on. Not to mention, Harry was very rewarding. The
slightest discomfort she endured for him always earned her a treat.

�� Scooting across the floor quickly,
Hermione went to work at the top of her master�s trousers, untucking
his shirt and removing his belt. She moved with a practiced ease, no longer
needing to look at his clothing to take him out of it. As a result, she was
able to press her lips to his exposed naval as she worked, unfastening his
pants, and swirling her tongue around his bellybutton, lapping at the southward
leading trail of hair.

�� Drawing back, Hermione tugged at
Harry�s open pants in order to remove them. However, Harry wasn�t being
cooperative today, wanting to hear her ask for everything she needed. He took
great satisfaction in hearing her beg him, having her ask for things. It was a
small simple pleasure, and he chose to indulge whenever possible.

�� Hermione knew this, and smile to
herself, gazing up into her best friend�s face. She�d always found him
attractive, from the day she met him. She didn�t know what it was, or if it was
any single feature of his that had her constantly craving him. Perhaps it was
his dark messy hair, the way it fell carelessly over his forehead and bringing
out his eyes. It could have been the faint showing of stubble along his strong
jaw line, or maybe it was the way he carried himself as of late. His entire disposition simply oozing a strong confidence that she
was only too happy to submit to.

�� She would forever be grateful to
Professor Binns for having such long and boring
lectures. Were it not for History of Magic class she and Harry would never have
started passing dirty notes to each other to pass the time. Each
of them confiding in the other about their own sexual desires and fantasies.
If Merlin himself had told Hermione but a month ago that Harry James Potter was
the top she had always craved, she would have laughed in his face.

�� However, Hermione wasn�t given an
opportunity to laugh at Merlin, as notes in class quickly turned into daily
transactions via owl post. These, in turn, became charmed two-way parchments,
and transformed rapidly into moonlight meetings in the forbidden forest, or the
obscure and forgotten rooms in the Hogwarts dungeons. Those meetings in the
dungeons were always Hermione�s favorites. In the cold, damp rooms, Harry was
like a darker version of himself, torturing her orgasm from her as she begged
and moaned to be fucked by her master.

�� Smiling to herself, as the memory of
how she came to be his pet went through her mind, she
returned her attention to the present, looking up at her owner. �Master.� she
addressed softly.

�� Yes Kitten?�

�� Please help me Master.�

�� What do you need Pet?� Harry asked,
not looking at her yet. He was a fantastic actor, appearing as if he didn�t
care about the beautiful woman nestled between his legs. Only the growing tent
in his white briefs gave away his desire.

�� Please help me remove your pants
Master, so I can suck you just how you like. Please Master.�

�� Such a polite Pet you are.� Harry
replied, dropping his book to the floor beside her and lifting his hips as she�d
requested.

�� Hermione smiled at the compliment,
knowing that she would be rewarded for it in the future. Perhaps he would put
her over his lap, or take her while she is bound to a wall. Maybe he would
slide his hand up her skirt in Potions again as she tried in vain to complete a
delicate assignment. Whatever it was, she was becoming wet with anticipation.
With such thoughts in mind, Hermione quickly slid the offending clothing down
Harry�s legs to rest around his ankles.

�� When she looked back from his feet,
her eyes were treated to the sight of her Master�s impressive cock. She
absolutely loved his member, it being the perfect size for her. A pleasure to suck and even more so to ride. Simply thinking
about the things his cock could, and would, do to her forced a small moan
through her lips.

�� Hermione had Harry�s full attention
now, his gaze transfixed upon her as she expertly took him into her mouth. She
sucked him gently as she adjusted herself around his discarded clothing,
nestling happily between his thighs. Her left had
began tracing idle patterns over his left thigh, dancing over his balls as she
sucked him. Her right hand was occupied grasping the base of his cock, the
portion she couldn�t fit comfortably into her mouth.

�� And God did Harry love her mouth. He
was reminded of his love for it over and over again every time she sucked him.
It didn�t take much, watching her brunette head bob up and down over his cock
over and over again, before he was thrusting his hips into her face. He put a
hand to the back of her head, not letting her retreat, as he forced more of
himself into her eager and talented mouth.

�� Her lips attached themselves firmly
to him, closed tightly around his length. Her tongue drawing
up and down his shaft with his thrusts and flicking over his head with every
given opportunity. She was turning her head slightly, from side to side,
as her mouth rode him, paying special attention to twisting and rubbing her
lips under the sensitive lip of his head.

�� By this point Harry was moaning softly,
his breath coming hard and fast, much like he was thrusting into her mouth. He
increased his speed, pounding even harder into her, which she didn�t mind in
the least.

�� Moan for me Pet.� He growled,
breath catching in his throat as the vibrations from her mouth traveled down
his length, and the sounds of her enjoyment traveled to his ears.

�� Unable to hold himself back any
longer, Harry drove himself hard into Hermione�s waiting mouth. Removing her
hand from the base of his cock, Hermione buried her nose into his hair, all of
him sheathed inside of her. She adjusted her head slightly, his cock sliding
down into her throat, past her gag reflex, causing his entire load to be shot
directly into her stomach.

�� Normally they would linger like this
a while, Hermione gently sucking on him as he cam down from his orgasm. Letting
her tongue softly massage the underside of his length she would coax every last
drop from him into her eager mouth. Instead, they heard the soft creak of the
old oak door moving on its hinges.

�� Without hesitation, Hermione
snatched Harry�s discarded book from the floor and stood up with it, appearing
as if she were bent over to talk to Harry about their project. Stealing a
glance over at the door to their intruder, she saw Ron as he stepped through
the doorway. The redhead stood where he was, nodding at Hermione in greeting,
seeming oblivious to the encounter he�d walked in on.

�� I think you�ve got it Harry!�
Hermione exclaimed for Ron�s benefit. In reality neither of them had shit to show
for this shield spell. Though at the moment Hermione didn�t care, she was just
grateful that Harry�s high backed chair was turned away from the door, so Ron
didn�t see Harry tuck himself back into his pants.

�� I�ve got to head back to the dorms,
Flitwick will want that charms paper tomorrow and I
need to triple check it for errors�oh, hey Ron! We were just finishing up!�

�� Rom smile at the two of them, Harry
having turned in his chair to greet ins friend with a
nod. �I didn�t think it was fair leaving you two with all the late night work.�
Ron began, �but if you�re just about finished��

�� Yeah, Harry found what we were
looking for� Hermione said with a smile.

�� Dumb luck if you ask me. Hermione
knows these books far better than I do.� Harry interjected.

�� Well I�ll come by tomorrow Harry,
and you can help me finish off the
spell you found� Hermione said sappily before turning and strolling from the
room, up to the dorms.

�� It was good to be Harry Potter�s
best friend. Even better to be his pet.

��
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