... liked what she saw...

"Oh... my... am I really that fuckable?"

Harry looked down at himself. He realized that Hermione usually did an abnormally good job of hiding her boobs, because he was in possession of a pair of at least D-cups, if not larger.

"... Hermione, how DO you hide these?"

"Well, actually, there are spells to shrink them temporarily. As well as... a number of other things..."

Harry rolled his eyes - again. But he, for his part, couldn't help looking at the massive hard-on Hermione was developing in his body. He'd measured and knew that he could reach a full foot when erect, but it was rather awkward to be witnessing it from another perspective... and be turned on by it.

Hermione suddenly tackled him with all the **** that Harry's male body would allow.

"Hermione! What—mmf—are—gmbf—you—aamf—doing?!"

"Oh my God... I'm sorry, Harry, but I have so got to DO you... God, you're so bloody HOT in my body...."

Harry was having a hard time arguing, because Hermione's body was agreeing with his.

"Oh..." Hermione managed to push herself off with a great deal of effort.

"I'm sorry, Harry... it must be hormones...."

"Yeah, well... you're not the only one." And with that, Harry...