1st game

Harry had a hard time looking at Hermione the same for awhile after the events of the restroom. She had always been his frizzy haired friend almost like a sister, but now he couldn't unsee her svelte form normally hidden by her robes.

A week passed quickly and though she had become a regular member of his fantasies nothing was distracting enough to drown out the nerves about his first game against Slytherin.

He was unable to eat that morning, even toast making his stomach churn. He sat pale and queasy in the changeroom trying to focus.

Angelina Johnson sauntered over sitting on his lap wearing only matching lavender sports bra and panties.

"You okay Harry? We need you focused out there." He nodded slowly trying not to show the effect she was having on him, but her sly smile let him know she was well aware.

"Just relax and do like you do in practice. It'll all work out." She wiggled her hips then hopped off heading to get dressed.

Harry's nervousness had diminished somewhat replaced with visions of her toned ass in thin panties.

The game started smoothly, Harry watching from above like a spectator with the best seat. Then he saw the snitch and his broom went haywire.

He held on to the best of his ability until he aas unseated and hanging by his grip, suddenly very aware of how high up he was.

As quick as it began it stopped, his broom still as he could ask for and he pulled himself back up. Hermione later told him about setting fire to Snape. He was so very proud of her.

He eventually saw the snitch again, racing the opposing seeker, stumbling and almost swallowing it. He had won his first game and suddenly all eyes were on him, this time for something he had actually accomplished.

In the changeroom his teammates kept congratulating and praising him before he knew it they were filtering out and he was just starting to peel off his gear.

"Looks like we're alone." Harry turned to see Angelina in her short uniform skirt and shirt unbuttoned revealing her deep purple lacy bra.

He was very aware that he was only in boxers as she approached him.

"You flew very well tonight. I was quite impressed. "

"Uh...thanks."

He felt her nails lightly trace along his waistband."There's no reason to be nervouse Harry, I just want to give you a reward."

"I......but you were just as much a part of the vicory as I was."

"But you are the MVP, it was a spectacular catch." She reached into his boxers caressing his member. "Let me thank you Harry, the rewards will get better with each win."

She rubbed across his head gathering precum and used it as lube to begin stroking him slowly at first gathering speed.

All too soon he felt the pressure building. He leaned in kissing her as he popped coating his boxers and her hand.

She smiled licking her fingers. "Not bad. I recommend you eat pineapple before the next game."

He watched her hips sway as she left wondering what that meant.