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Chapter 43
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FreeUseLover
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Between the time that Hermione and Ron left her dorm room together until they sat down at breakfast, word of the two of them being a couple had spread fast. Most people were happy for them. Ron even got a few congratulatory pats on the back. There were a handful of raised eyebrows and strange looks, mostly directed at Hermione more than Ron, but she did not care about those. People had been giving her these every now and then her entire life. The important thing was, it was out in the open now, and she had no reason to hide anything.
Holding on to Rons arm, she arrived in the Great Hall for breakfast. They sat down next to Harry. Before Hermione could say anything, Harry went "Yep, I have heard. I mean that it is public now." He grinned at them happily but Hermione caught a hint of something else in his face, only for a split second. She would have been lying, if she did not think back on last night either...
Over the course of a cheerful breakfast, where she held on to Rons arm a good deal of the time, Hermiones and Harrys eyes met a few more times in that same way. Never for long, but always with a spark of something... well something more than just two friends exchanging an innocent look. And then, that look turned into something more.
Ron was talking to Seamus on his other side and did not realize how Hermione flinched. Luckily, she was not grabbing onto his arm right now. When Hermione slowly turned her head to her right, she saw Harry casually holding a piece of toast in front of his face with one hand while she felt his other hand sliding under her robe on her bare ass cheek.
It was strange, really. Being groped was the norm, after all, even much more public than this. But the whole situation with Ron right next to her... And then there was this feeling, this feeling that she knew perfectly well what Harry was trying to do there. She was not wrong. Seconds after she felt his hand on her ass for the first time, his thumb slipped right between her ass cheeks.
Harry could just barely reach the very outer part of her asshole, but the feeling sent tingles down her entire spine. This rule dout any possibility, that what he did yesterday had merely been an accident, or that she had imagined it. Not that she would imagine such a thing! Being fucked was one thing but in there... Nono Hermione, get your mind out of the gutter! After all, it is just his finger back there. For now...
And anyway, he couldn't really reach anything if she sat like this. Oh no, did she just shift her weight forward a bit? That was not on purpose, right? Right?? Harrys thumb was just moving deeper between her cheeks, just starting to prod at the outer rim of her asshole, when he suddenly pulled it back. Harry had noticed, what she saw just now. Ron had turned back.
Hermione felt like she was blushing rather a lot and hastily took a sip of orange juice to have something to hold in front of her face. A minute later, Hermione barely remembered what Ron and she had spoken about. She only knew, that for some reason she found herself leaning forward the second Ron had turned to the other side again.
Hermione had to bite her tongue, not to let out a groan when Harrys thumb found her asshole once more. This time, he even had time to let it slip inside a tiny bit. In and out, in and out.... Hermione glared at Harry, who had the audacity to smirk at her. Yes, she was aware that the rhythmic rocking motions of her pelvis were in sharp contrast to the glare on her face but still!
Hermione clasped both hands over her mouth as Harrys thumb slipped in deeper than ever before. But it was not enough to cover up her sudden gasp. When Ron turned over, Harrys hand was gone. "Erm.. oh that? Nothing, don't worry about it, Ron." She tried to calm him down when he asked her what was going on. Ron might have made further inquiries if Susan Bones had not walked by at that moment. Of course, he had his eyes all over her ridiculously large boobs...
Harry did not reach for her ass again during breakfast. The most infuriating thing was, that a part of her wanted nothing more than to be alone with him right now and see what else he may or may not do to her backside...
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Hogwarts Whorehouse
Make every witch your bitch
A story about your favourite wizzarding world sluts living through naughty adventures
Updated on Oct 2, 2024
by FreeUseLover
Created on Apr 20, 2023
by FreeUseLover
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