Harry Potter and the Sword of Grifindor

al sex on Hermione. Did the ritual require a sex act? Duh! he mentally chastised himself. Of course it requires a sex act! Its a book on sex magic.

”Yes, it requires a sex act, ” Hermione said as if she could read his mind. ”A very substantial sex act, ” she added apprehensively.

”What do you mean by substantial? ” Harry asked with concern. Hermione was obviously nervous about the ritual and he didn want to pressure her into doing anything that she wasn ready to do.

”Remember what we were talking about before? ”

”Um, ” Harry began to recall the various subjects they had talked about previously. The only thing that came to mind was the recent ribbing he received about having Dobby and Kreacher see him naked. That and his internal musings about her bum and boobs.

”Sex, Harry, ” Hermione explained.

”Oh! ”

”Yes. I would have to take a special potion, say an incantation, and then our magics, combined with the blood from my hymen, creates a permanent boost for me. ”

”Oh, ” repeated Harry.

With a loud crack, Dobby reappeared carrying two platters of food. Hermione conjured a small table for Dobby to place the food on and bid the house-elf good-night.

”Getting back to the ritual, ” Hermione began as she ate some fruit. ”I really do want you to be my first. And I do want to do it soon – not just for the power boost, but because I love you. ”

Harry had some difficulty eating his fruit; it wasn every day where he would talk casually about losing his virginity with the woman he loved. Every time he attempted to pick up a piece of fruit, he discovered his hands were trembling so much that he couldn hold it properly and just dropped it. Upon noticing his predicament, Hermione held a slice of pumpkin to his lips.

”One of the reasons that I am hesitant is Ron, ” Hermione said as Harry ate the pumpkin.

”What about him? ” asked Harry.

”I feel guilty about him being alone, ” explained Hermione as she held a piece of cantaloupe for Harry to eat as she finished her own slice. ”We were a couple and I left him for you. ”

”Oh yeah, ” agreed Harry.

”I think Ill feel less guilty if we get him a girlfriend, ” concluded Hermione. ”But it will NOT be Lav-Lav or anyone like her. ”

”So Parvati is a no-no, seeing how she and Lavender share the same half of a half-brain. ”

”That would make a quarter, love, ” corrected Hermione. Before Harry could take offence, she added, ”And Rons quick temper would cause a great deal of strife between him and most of the remaining witches from Gryffindor. ”

”Besides Ginny… but thats just sick and wrong. ”

”Yeah, thatd be worse than you and Ginny, Mr. Freud. ”

”Will I ever live that down? ”

”No, not really, ” said Hermione after a moment of consideration.

”Fine. So nobody from Gryffindor and definitely no one from Slytherin, ” Harry stated. ”Ron hates everybody and everything to do with that house. ”

”So that leaves Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw. ”

”Wait, why not a Muggle girl? ” offered Harry.

”Please! Could you imagine if Ron and the poor Muggle girl actually became a couple? ” asked Hermione. ”She would bring him home to meet her folks and he would make an arse out of himself because of the scene he would make when he saw all the pictures that didn move or a toaster that is actually plugged into the wall. And imagine what will happen when Ron sees a telly for the first time? ”

”He would probably hit it with a Blasting Hex out of sheer panic. ”

”Yes, he would, ” Hermione continued. ”Ron cannot function in the Muggle world for one moment. And to ask a Muggle to live strictly in the magical world would be equally as cruel. ”

”So, that leaves us someone from either Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff, then. ”

”As I said. Lets see… Hufflepuff House is known to have loyal, hardworking, and patient people… ”

”Which is good seeing that to be with Ron, the witch would have to be loyal, hardworking, and patient because of his quick and foul temper and his stubbornness, ” Harry completed.

”And Ravenclaw has intelligent and insightful people in that house… ” Hermione began.

”Another good thing because the witch would often have to look past the unintentionally mean and crude things Ron can sometimes blurt out. ”

”Thisll be harder than I first expected, ” mused Hermione. Harry nodded his head in agreement. The couple finished their meal in silence.

After Hermione banished the platters away, she crawled into bed with Harry. He kissed her gently and they said their good-nights. Hermione muttered ”Nox ” and the dorm room became pitch black. Harry held Hermione close to him in the darkness. His crotch was pressed firmly up against her bum; a position that would normally have Harry, Jr. jumping for joy. But because of that damned potion, Harry, Jr. was off in slumber land and couldn enjoy another romp with Hermione. Then fear hit Harry, what if it wasn temporary? What if the Skele-Grow had altered the Bruise-be-Gone potions side effect in some unforeseeable way? Yes, he knew that Harry, Jr. didn have any bones in him, but when most men are dealing with impotency (temporary or not) they tend to panic.

Forcing himself not to think about his flaccid state, Harry turned his thoughts to Ron and the challenge of finding him a girl. Who could the ideal witch for Ron be? I got lucky with Hermione, she understands me so well. But Ron can be such a difficult bloke at times.

They needed a witch who was patient and insightful; one that could put up with Rons temper and his crass behavior. He suddenly recalled a conversation he had with a certain blonde witch at the end of his fifth year. The witch had dealt with her housemates cruel actions throughout the entire year and she simply told Harry that they didn mean it. She understood that they were kind people who sometimes did bad things.

Could she be the one? She was blonde and as recently as the wedding reception, Ron had stated that he fancied that particular hair color after all.

”Hermione, I think I know who the witch is, ” Harry said in the darkness.

”Really, who? ”

”Luna. ”

”WHAT? ” Hermione screeched. ”Luna! You can be serious? ”

”Yes, shes perfect! She very patient and insightful, ” explained Harry.

After a moment of silence where Harry could actually feel her thinking about the situation, Hermione allowed, ”And she does fancy him. Remember that silly Weasley is our King song she kept humming? ”

”Or the fact that she apparently refuses to call him Ron? ”

”Yes, its always Ronald. And remember how she would laugh at all of his so-called jokes? ”

”See, shes perfect, ” Harry said triumphantly.

”Well, I wouldn say perfect; she is a bit out there. ”

”And Ron isn ? ”

”Point taken. Lets plan on heading over to Lunas and see if we can set up a date for the two of them. ”

”Ron may need some convincing though. ”

”Don worry, I have a plan… ” she finished menacingly.

With that, the two lovers drifted off to sleep.

*

Harry was once again having a very peculiar dream. In it, he was on some distant planet that was completely covered in sand. Harry was some sort of religious icon to the people that lived on this planet. And on this desert planet, giant worms existed, each of which was hundreds of feet long. For some reason, the people depended upon them. But something terrible had happened to the worms. For some reason, none of the giant worms were moving. It was as if they were in a coma.

The people turned to Harry to bring these creatures back to life, because apparently thats what religious icons did. He tried several things to revive the worms. First he talked to a giant clam that was nearby. But the clam couldn offer anything; it kept gibbering on about commitment and respect. He tried again by casting a Rennervate Charm to no avail. He then got the oddest notion to pet the monster.

Tentatively, he patted the worms side and much to his surprise, the creature moved slightly. He called to a group of women to give him a hand petting the worm. Oddly enough, all the women looked vaguely like Hermione. With the help of the women, Harry was able to pet the worm back to life. The giant creature rose victoriously into the air and the people cheered, ”THE SLEEPER HAS AWAKENED! ”

*

Harry slowly awoke from his odd dream. It was still pitch black in the room and he couldn see his hand in front of his face (that he didn have his glasses on didn help the situation, either). But what he could tell was that Hermiones bum was still firmly pressed against his crotch and more, it appeared that Harry, Jr. woke up before Harry himself did. Thankfully, the temporary side effect of impotency had worn off. And it seemed to have worn off with a vengeance. It was so hard that it hurt!

Harrys fifth appendage was roughly poking Hermiones left cheek. The witch purred and she ground her bum into his erection. Even though he was still half-asleep, Harry was not one to turn down an early morning frolic.

He nuzzled the nape of her neck while his hand trailed down her taut and naked tummy. He knew it was naughty, and a bit fast, but he wanted to show Hermione that his finger had completely healed. With his now- repaired finger, Harry pressed the witchs love button through her knickers. In apparent appreciation, the witch rubbed her bum up against his aroused state even more.

Harry nibbled on her ear and he took in her distinctive flowery smell. Harry paused both in his nibbling and his rubbing of the witchs ear and knickers (both of which were very damp at the time). Even with his sleep addled brain, Harry began to realize something was amiss. Hermione didn have a flowery scent; her scent reminded him of parchment and old books. Before he could ponder this revelation further, the witch ground her hips into the still erect form of Harry, Jr.

”Cmon Harry, don stop now, ” the witch purred. Harry immediately recognized that the voice he was hearing didn belong to Hermione. But due to his not-quite-awake state, it took Harry a half second to place it.

”GINNY! ” he screamed and jumped out of the bed as if it was engulfed in flames. He frantically ran to the door but found it locked. The fact that the door was locked didn stop Harry from trying to claw his way through the barricade like a wild animal. ”W-w-w-where did you come from? ”

”Mum got a call from Professor McGonagall about Ron being injured. Knowing that youd be here, I… volunteered to check up on Ron for Mum, ” Ginny replied.

”S-s-stay back! ” Harry cried in fear as he continued to try to claw through the door.

”Whats your problem, Harry? ” whined Ginny. Harry could hear her mutter a charm and all the torches in the room lit up, illuminating the room. ”I could tell you wanted me; you were as hard as a rock. ”

In truth he had been very erect; but that was when he thought his bedmate was Hermione. The moment he discovered that he was rubbing (in more ways than one) Ginny, the girl who looked like his mum, Harry, Jr. deflated like a popped balloon. He turned to face his molester and tell her just that when he saw that she was sitting up in his bed and was very flushed. And very topless!

The half-naked Ginny rose from the bed, and with a sultry saunter to her walk, made her way to Harry, who at the time was trying his damnedest to push his body through the solid wooden door to get as far away from Ginny as possible.

”You know you want me, ” she said huskily as she reached forward and cupped his crotch. Judging by the look on her face, Ginny was very surprised that Harry was no longer aroused. ”Hey, what happened here? ”

”What did you do with Hermione? ” Harry choked out.

”Oh, I saw her leave to go use the loo, ” she said nonchalantly, while twirling her wand in her hand. ”So I decided to make my move. But I couldn have her pop in and spoil our fun now could I? ”

”What did you do? ” repeated Harry.

”I just tied her up, ” she muttered as she eyed his trousers lustfully. ”These won do. ” With a flick of her wand, Harrys trousers disappeared, leaving him completely nude.

Before he could cover himself, Ginny dove at his naked groin and began to devour his flaccid state with her lips and tongue.

”For the love of all thats holy, what are you doing? ” Harry shouted as he tried to push her away.

”Cmon Harry, ” she pleaded in-between sucking, ”you
e just being shy. ”

Both Harry and Ginny were thrown to the floor when the door that Harry was leaning against blew up.

A very angry looking Hermione stood in the ruined doorway. She pointed her wand menacingly at Ginny. ”Get – off – of – my – boyfriend! ” she commanded.

”/Expelliarmus/! ” Ginny shouted from beneath Harry forcing Hermiones wand to go flying from her grasp. ”I shouldve disarmed you when I tied you up, ” Ginny stated as she pulled herself away from Harry. ”Maybe I should tie you up again and make you watch as I turn my boyfriend into a man! ”

But before Ginny could conjure robes to bind Hermione, the brunette witch slapped the wand out of her hand, sending it clattering under the bed. A very stunned Ginny turned back to Hermione and was about to verbally assault Harrys girlfriend when Hermione slapped the younger witch across the face, hard.

”Ow! ” cried out Ginny. ”What do you think you
e doing? ”

”Im going to beat some sense into you, bitch! ” declared Hermione and she slapped Ginny again. ”He doesn want you, you crazy stalker! ”

Ginny slapped Hermione back and shouted ”Yes he does! We were meant to be together! ”

”Why? Because your mummy read you bedtime stories about the Boy Who Lived? ” Hermione retorted as she tugged on a tuff of Ginnys red hair.

”OW! Unlike you, Ive been in love with him since I was a little girl! ” screamed Ginny as she frantically tore off the pullover that Hermione had been using as a night gown.

Harry watch in both disgust and arousal as the two witches slapped and tugged at each other. The disgust came from the fact that the girl who looked like his mum was wearing nothing but her knickers while fighting his girlfriend. The arousal came from the fact that his girlfriend was wearing nothing but her knickers while fighting the girl who looked like his mum.

”You didn fall in love with Harry. You fell in love with the Boy Who Lived! ” Hermione shouted before grabbing at and ripping off Ginnys knickers. She threw the ruined garment in Ginnys face, declaring, ”Thats not who he is! ”

”He saved me from the Basilisk! That proves he loves me! ” defended Ginny as she roughly pinched Hermiones tit as if to prove her point.

As Hermione rubbed her assaulted nipple, Harry suddenly recalled the events from the previous day. Specifically, after he had hit Hermione with his super-charged Cheering Charm, how Hermione seemed to enjoy all the spankings she both gave and received. Harry was reminded because he saw that Carmella and Natasha were fairly erect, even before the one had been pinched. Harry wondered if Hermione was actually enjoying the slaps she was receiving from Ginny (He figured she was enjoying slapping Ginny, regardless of any sexual reasons – the damned stalker deserved it). For just one second, Harry considered intervening in the fight just to ask Hermione if she was becoming aroused. Purely for reference. But he realized that it would be a bad idea to get involved in the catfight, if only due to the high potential of getting hit; Harry had received enough painful beatings from women to last a long while, thanks to Bellatrix.

”Sweetie, let me point something out to you, ” Hermione began after she recovered from the pinch. ”Harry stopped Voldemort from getting the Philosophers Stone thereby saving everyone. ” Hermione punctuated her statement by slapping Ginny directly on her boob. ”And technically, he saved everyone in the castle from the Basilisk. ” Hermione viciously slapped the witchs other tit. ”So by your flawed reasoning, he should be in love with everyone in the school! ” Hermione ended this part of her discussion by painfully striking Ginny dead center on her vulva.

Harry cringed as Ginny slumped to the floor painfully.

”You bitch! ” screamed Ginny and dove at Hermione. She savagely tore Hermiones knickers to shreds and was about to return the painful slap she had received when she suddenly paused looking at Hermiones now naked groin.

”You
e shaved? ” Ginny questioned.

”My hair isn the only thing kinky about me! ” Hermione answered before slapping Ginny once more.

Hermiones statement about being kinky would seem to suggest that she indeed did enjoy the slap fight. That and the fact that Harry could see both /Carmella/ and /Natasha/ were extremely erect and rigid. And that her flower seemed to be a touch puffy and dewy.

Ginny was awaken from her stupor upon seeing Hermiones hygienic state and let out a blood-curdling cry as she tackled Hermione to the floor.

It was at this point that Ron had the misfortune to enter the room. Apparently, Pomfrey had decided that he was healed enough to spend the rest of the night in his own bed. Harry saw the look in his friends eyes and could tell what he was thinking, simply because he would be thinking the same things if he were in Rons shoes. You see for a bloke, its more than a little uncomfortable if you see your male friend lying on the floor naked such as Harry was. Harry could tell that Ron was doing his best to block that particular vision from his eyes and memory. But it is considered quite entertaining if that same bloke sees his female friend naked early in the morning. And if that female friend – if you don remember; the nude one – happens to be rolling around on the ground while wrestling another equally naked, yet unknown, female at the time, well thats just damn entertaining for the bloke. It was obvious to Harry that Rons first thought was to pull up a chair and enjoy the show. But then, Harry saw the horror dawn in his friends eyes. You see if the bloke who is enjoying watching his nude female friend wrestling with an equally nude, yet unknown, female finds out that the unknown nude female is actually his baby sister… well thats generally considered a bad thing, especially if the bloke had been enjoying it. Harry could tell exactly when Ron figured out the identity of the second naked girl; Ron turned a most interesting shade of green.

Hermione shot up and spat a tuff of Ginnys red hair out of her mouth (where that tuff had come from, Harry didn want to know). Hermione stood over Ginny and shouted, ”Harry is in love with me and Im in love with him and there is nothing you can do to change that! ”

”Well see, ” Ginny said defiantly.

”Oh, are you going to try to seduce him again? ” Hermione mocked. ”Let me tell you something, little girl; not only can he lick a mean pussy, ” she paused and pointed to her bare groin to emphasize her point, ”but hes also came in my eye. And Ive swallowed his load! ”

”All at the same time? ” Harry heard Ron muttered.

”Another thing, ” Hermione continued, either oblivious to Rons presence or ignoring him. She stomped over to Harry and with an unusual show of strength, hoisted him off the floor and to his feet. ”Harry and I are going to take a shower… together! And while Im wanking him off, Im going to take a huge amount of pleasure in the fact that Ill be playing with something you can never have! ” She concluded her statement by making a show of cupping Harrys naked groin so that Ginny could see. ”This is mine! ” she growled.

Hermione gave Ginny the two fingered salute and led Harry out of the room and toward the bathroom, leaving Ron alone in the room with his naked sister.

*

It didn take much time for Harry to forget about his traumatic situation with Ginny. Not when a sudsy Hermione was nibbling on his ear while she was giving Harry, Jr. a thorough cleaning. Mind you, Harry was a gentleman and couldn let Hermione have all the fun, so he finally was able to demonstrate to Hermione just how well his finger had healed.

At first, it was a bit awkward, but the two lovers eventually positioned themselves; Hermione had her back pressed up against Harrys chest and was wanking him off by reaching behind her. Harry had reached around Hermiones body with both of his hands; one was massaging /Natasha/ while the other was caressing the folds of her flower.

After a few minutes, with a muttered grunt, Harry came on her hip. Hermione giggled as she watched his seed mix with the water and soap suds as it trickled down her leg.

”Its like a race, ” she said with mirth as Harry tried to catch his breath. ”Who do you think reach my foot and will win? ”

”My cum, ” panted Harry.

”No, I think the big soap bubble will beat the rest, ” stated Hermione.

”Thats not a soap bubble, ” concluded Harry with a slight grin.

Now that he had been satisfied, Harry was able to focus all of his attention on his lover. He used both of his hands to stimulate Hermione; his now healed finger continued tracing her folds while the fingers on his other hand busied themselves by playing with her bud. Hermione wrapped her arms around Harrys neck for support because her knees became weak. Shortly thereafter, Hermione shouted out Harrys name as she orgasmed.

After both lovers had climaxed, Hermione leaned her back against Harrys chest under the showers spray. ”This is wonderful Harry, ” she purred. ”I can see how this could get better. ”

Harry voiced his agreement by nuzzling the nape of neck her and massaging her boobs.

”Do you think shell try something like this again? ” she asked.

”Let her; she can never take me away from you, ” he whispered into her ear. ”You are my everything. ”

As they leaned against the wet wall, Hermione busied herself by running her fingers through Harrys hair. ”Im sorry, but I can help but wonder if Dobby or Kreacher had compared you to anyone, ” Hermione said in an amused fashion. Harry groaned as Hermione continued her earlier ribbing of his embarrassment. ”I don know what Id do if a House Elf saw me naked… ”

”Well theres one way to find out, ” offered Harry. Before Hermione could ask what he had meant, Harry held her arms behind her back playfully and called out ”Oh, Dobby! ”

With a loud crack, Dobby appeared in front of the two wet and naked teens.

”You called for Dobby Harry Potter… err… sir ” the elf squeaked and his eyes almost bulged out of his head as he saw Hermiones naked body. Hermione froze for a split second while Dobby looked at her bare flesh. Then she began to struggle to get out of Harrys grasp. This led to a very fascinating show for Dobby, Harry assumed. Her boobs must have been swaying back and forth because Dobbys eyes started to swing from left to right as if he was watching a tennis match.

”Harry, let me go! ” Hermione commanded though Harry could tell there was no malice in her voice. It almost sounded like she was trying not to laugh. ”Let me go or Ill swear-! ”

Hermiones playful threat was cut short when Dobby disappeared with another crack. ”You
e a dead man Potter! ” she scolded him. ”You
e going to have to work pretty hard to make this up to me. ”

”Really what would you suggest? ” asked Harry.

”Well, you could use your magical tongue and tap into your love core again, ” she offered and wiggled her bum against Harry, Jr.

”I was actually thinking about doing that anyway, ” admitted Harry. He guided Hermione to lie on the floor and lowered himself so that he was in-between her legs. His mouth was near her flower when he heard a series of cracks.

When Harry looked up, all he could see were hundreds of eyes looking at him and Hermione. Each set of eyes were bulbous and brightly colored; they obviously belonged to House-Elves. In fact Harry could argue that a wall of House-Elves had been erected in front of him. House-Elves filled every space in the bathroom. They were even actually standing on top of each other so that they could get a better look. Harry believed that it was quite possible that every single House-Elf in Hogwarts was currently jammed in the bathroom at that particular moment.

”Oh bugger, ” groaned Harry as he heard a number of squeaky voices plead ”Let me see! ”

To Be Continued