... 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 force 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...