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Chapter 7 by Spucki Spucki

What desires your heart best written down?

A memory not easy forgotten

Taking up stair after stair after the Hogwarts welcoming feast was hard. Your body was drained even before your arrival and yet the feast, through it's sheer endlessness of food, gave your body the rest of exhaustion you needed, in order to fully break down. With heavy steps you made it up to Gryffindor tower, where you, past the fat lady, went straight towards the dormitory. You had no desire to speak to anyone. Only to sleep and to process, what you had experienced.

Hermione Granger is always when in the presence of Harry Potter induced with an insatiable lust, you had written down. Immediately you felt a shiver up your spine, as if a shift in the atmosphere of the room just occured. You looked at Hermione, who was still reading her book, yet, when looking downwards you noticed her legs twitching, slowly rubbing against each other. She was biting her lower lip, as if to ignore a deep pain, or desire?

You knew, you could do whatever you wanted. You had it written down, that she felt lust in your presence, now why not make it a bit fun. "Isn't it getting a bit hot in here?", you asked while standing up. "I suppose it is", she answered, looking at you curiously, her brown eyes gazing at you with a hidden glimpse of desire. "Maybe I should just start removing this, what do you think?", you said as you began pulling your shirt above your head. "Harry! What are you doing?", Hermione asked, her face turning red as a cherry. "I am just battling the heat", you answered, embracing your naked chest to your friend. "But-but...", she said, trying to hide her eyes behind her hand, but leaving a small gap inbetween her fingers. "Maybe these won't be need as well", you said and unbuckled your belt. Your pants dropped and you heard Hermione gasping aloud. You were standing there, merely in your underwear. Before you your best friend, who you have given an involuntarily make over, to more accommodate your desires. Through your underwear, Hermione saw your penis. It was slowly growing inside, as the thought, of zour hot friend seeing you like this turned you on. "Come on Hermione", you said, taking a step towards her. Your crotch was only a foot away from her face. "There is no shame in it", you said softly. Hermione dropped her hand. She looked up to you, and back to your penis. She started sweating profusely, while her red head trembled, both from embarrassment and excitement. "It's big", she said astonished. You were a bit confused. You thought your penis only average, but, if Hermione thought it big, then it was big.

Like an innocent little girl, Hermiones hand reached out for your underwear. Her small fingers brushing over the fabric. It tingled. Innocently she grabbed your penis. Moved her grip up and down. Pleasure went through you. "More", you said and Hermione complied. Harder and harder her grip pulled and stroked you until she was dissatisfied by only touching you through the underwear. Like carefully opening a christmas gift, she unveiled your hard cock. She examined the penis. It must be the first she has ever seen. The lust was written in her eyes, as her lips enclosed around the tip. In ecstasy you jolted. Slowly she took it in. Inch after inch she engulfed in her mouth. And her tongue played all the while with every inch conquered. Her soft moans were tribute to her enjoyment. Her head began to move steadily from front to back, pulling your skin. You grabbed her head, taking hold in her hair. You helped her push, faster and faster she went. Her moans began to become louder and you started to join in, as your enjoyment of the moment increased. It was not long, after her endurance ran out. You had not come yet, and for some reason, you were happy for it. You helped Hermione back to her feet. She was still wearing her clothes. You looked deep into her lust filled eyes, as you embraced her in a soft kiss. You pulled her close to you, as you pulled of her red and gold tie. You threw it onto the seats and moved on to the buttons. One after one from the top, you began unbuttoning them, giving air to her breasts. You were right in your first assessment, they were quite large. Not as big as, they could be in a woman, but relatively decent, compared to Ron's female counterpart.

You gripped one of her breasts, still enclosed in the black bra. You kneated it in your hand, before shoving your hand between flesh and silk, where you quickly found the nipple. Your fingers twisted it. Twirled it around and finally, pulled it out of hinding. You removed your lips from her lips, kissing down her cheeks, then neck and collarbone, before caressing her nipple. Simultaneously, your hands removed the rest of her clothes. Removing the skirt proved quite a challenge, but one you found faster solved than you expected and you laid open her black panties. You continued your way downwards, going from kissing her nipple to sliding your lips down her belly button a loud moan was proof to her pleasure, as her head jolted upwards. Sje screamed, as your teeth pulled down her panties, and first your lips, then your tongue demanding entrance to her lower lips. You wrote letters into her. Every stroke ended in a little yelp. You wrote 'Hermione'.

When Hermione found herself needing to rest, she sank on to her seat, yet she knew as well as you did, that it was not over yet. With hungry eyes she looked at you, as you gave her a soft kiss on the lips and positioned your penis on her. "Please", she whispered, as you entered. Deeper and deeper you went. She screamed. You did not know if from pain or pleasure, possibly from both, but you knew you will not stop, can not stop. Forwards and backwards you moved, watched as her head whipped with your pace, saw Hermiones breasts shake, as your dick ravaged her from the inside. Quickly the pain in her voice was fully discarded, replaced with the screams of lust and enjoyment. "Yes!", she yelled. "Harder" You were in no position to deny her that wish. And so it continued on, until the train entered Hogsmeade.

As you laid in your bed, staring up to the ceiling, you wondered, since there is no limit to the rulebooks power, is there a limit to your use of it?

What is yet to happen with the rise of dawn?

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