She tackles Harry to find relief

Hermione’s lust-saturated brain has only one thing on her mind: release. She can’t get off on the run, so she turns her attention towards the nearest source of Wizard dick - Harry. She lunges into the small of his back, her body dragging his to the floor. Harry yelps in surprise as she bodies him, and then she rolls him onto his back and roughly rips his robes apart to free his semi-erect penis. Harry is shocked by her uncharacteristic behavior, even more so when she hungrily slides her wet pussy lips across his prick and slips herself around him.

She’s soaking wet and warm on the inside, and sticky too. The place where they meet froths with thick precum, messily stringing between Hermione’s crotch and Harry’s balls as she vigorously bounces on his cock. Hermione breathes heavily, working Harry’s penis like it’s manual labor, while Harry gasps involuntarily, twitching inside her cramped snatch.