Give in and let the plant have its way with her.

Hermione, knowing she had little choice, decided to give in to the plant's advances. She took a deep breath, trying to relax her body despite the initial shock of the situation. The vines tightened around her, each one slithering and moving in a way that sent waves of pleasure through her. The vine in her mouth began to pulse, mimicking the motion of a cock.

The vine in her pussy was thick and unyielding, filling her completely. It began to move in and out, the plant's hunger for her juices apparent as it worked her body with surprising skill. The one in her ass was smaller, but no less demanding. It teased her hole before plunging in, stretching her in a way she hadn't felt in quite some time.

Her eyes rolled back in her head as the sensations grew more intense. The vines around her tits tightened, squeezing and releasing in a rhythm that matched the fucking in her other holes. Hermione felt her arousal build, her juices flowing freely as the plant fed greedily. She couldn't believe she was getting off on this, but she had read about these plants before and knew that the sensations could be intense.

Just as she was reaching the brink of orgasm, she heard a voice call out from the distance. "Hermione!" It was Harry's voice, filled with concern.

Her eyes snapped open and she struggled against the vines once more. "Harry! Help me!"

But the plant was too far gone, too **** for her release. The vines sped up their movements, the one in her mouth swelling and the ones in her pussy and ass thickening. Hermione felt herself about to climax, her body trembling and arching as she was brought to a powerful, **** orgasm. The plant's tentacles wriggled in pleasure at the taste of her juices, feeding off her passion and desperation.

It was only after her peak did the vines begin to retract. They slithered out of her, leaving her panting and gasping for air. Harry came into view, his eyes wide at the sight of her. He rushed over and helped her to her feet, wrapping a comforting arm around her naked body.

"Are you okay?" He asked, his eyes searching hers for any signs of distress.

"I..." Hermione took a deep breath, trying to compose herself. "I think so."

"You're trembling." Harry whispered, his own arousal apparent as his cock stood at attention.

Hermione looked down and noticed the state she was in. Her pussy was glistening with juices, her tits were red from the vines' embrace, and her face was flushed. "I-I'm fine." She said, not entirely convinced.

"Come on, let's get you out of here." Harry said, guiding her through the maze.

They eventually found the exit, and the moment they were out of the maze, Hermione collapsed into Harry's arms. He picked her up, carrying her bridal style to the nearest bench. "What happened in there?" He asked, his voice filled with concern.

"The plant... it... it had its way with me." Hermione managed to get out between panting breaths.

"The Devil's Snare?" Harry's eyes narrowed, his grip on her tightening. "Those things are banned in the tournament for a reason. I'll have to talk to the staff about that."

Hermione just nodded, too overwhelmed to say much more. The experience had been both terrifying and exhilarating, leaving her feeling **** yet strangely alive. She leaned into Harry's embrace, grateful for his strength and protection.

"Let's go back to my room. I think we need to... talk." Harry said, his voice thick with his own desire.

Hermione nodded again, knowing that the conversation they needed to have would be anything but simple. But she was ready to face it, ready to explore this new side of herself and Harry, ready to conquer the Castle of Lust together.