Transfiguration.

Harry and Hermione arrived early to the her favorite class and professor.

She was very ****. This was her fist class since she became Harry's **** and Mcgonagall was a vey observant teacher.

Hermione sat gently next to Harry and tried to focus. Sitting on her plug was still a new sensation. She saw the smirk on Harrys face.

'He enjoys torturing me. Fuck I enjoy it too!'

"Problems Miss Granger?" The calm voice of McGonagall grabbed her attention.

"No Professor. Just didn’t get a full night sleep. Sorry."

"Is there something troubling you?"

"It's my fault Professor." Harry said. "Hermione was helping me. She made me realize I was slacking and needed to try harder. We were up late 'studying'." He smiled at Hermione.

"Well I glad you're finally taking your studies seriously. However I hope the effort Miss Granger is aiding you doesn't effect her own." She looked at Hermione.

"It won't. You know I wont let that happen."

The professor gave a nod and turned to the rest of the class.

Harry waited until McGonagall had her back to him and put his hand on her thigh. The slowly went up until he found her wet cunt.

Without warning he stuck his finger inside her.

Hermione bit her tongue and tried to focus. This was going to be a long class.