Chapter 276 - Ch: 76-80 (18+)

Ch: 76-80

76 A Class Above The Rest

By the time we were finished, and I had done Katie and Angelina twice each, once in the bed and once in the shower. We made it to breakfast with only twenty minutes to spare. Both girls were almost glowing after being healed of their soreness, since none of us had been gentle during our activities. Getting fully pleasured might have played a small role, too.

The pair of happy girls were only slightly reluctant to allow me to sit with my classmates and made me promise to attend their first training session. I did so, mostly because I wanted to see them flying around on the new brooms, which I also promised I would give to Madam Hooch before the flying lesson next week.

I had wanted to bring the crate out at the start of class to wow the other students and the pair of beauties convinced me to give them to Hooch first and let her make the announcement instead. A double blowjob was arguably one of the best bribes I've ever received, so I quickly caved to their reasonable request. I also couldn't say no to a girl that had my tender bits between her teeth.

A lot of the girls at our table gave us piercing looks as we sat. Unlike me, Angelina and Katie quickly leaned to the side to have a whispered conversation with the girls beside them. When said girls started giggling and giving me searching looks, I had no doubt that what happened would soon be all over the school, assuming the rumor mill was as prolific as I suspected it was.

"You almost missed breakfast." A slightly high-pitched voice commented from beside me.

"Thank you for pointing that out, Miss Granger. I almost did, yes." I said and quickly assembled two sandwiches. I used toast, scrambled eggs, two layers of bacon, a pile of hash browns, and salt and pepper with a touch of ketchup.

Everyone stared at me as I made my monstrosities.

I chuckled and wrapped one up in a napkin and slipped it into a pocket that it shouldn't have fit in as I stored it. "There's no time to eat a proper meal and one to go for the same reason."

"That's a great idea." Katie said from where she sat and kept talking to her friends as she made one, too. Angelina gave me a nod and did as well.

I spent a few minutes scarfing down the first sandwich and didn't make a mess or a fool of myself, which seemed to surprise the boy across from me. "Did you sleep well last night, Mister Finnegan?"

"Yeah, me mum gave me a charmed blanket that's always warm." Seamus said.

I wiped off my hands and used my wand to expand my water glass and rinsed my hands in it, then used a napkin to dry my hands and changed the glass back. Once again, I had everyone's attention.

"Miss Granger, could I borrow your class schedule to copy it?" I asked and she nodded and dug into her backpack to hand it to me. I put it on the table and tapped it with my wand, then pointed beside it and created another one. I handed hers back and smiled at her. "Thank you."

Hermione's mouth dropped open and she stared at me.

"Yes, I'll teach you that spell later." I said and stood and looked over at Percy. "We have Transfiguration class first. Should we ask a Prefect to escort us the first time?"

"I'll do it!" The fifth year girl with the Prefect badge said and jumped to her feet.

"Thank you, Miss Birchgrove." I said and she blushed. "Ladies and gentlemen, we have our expert escort for this class. Shall we go?"

Everyone stood up, except for Ron. He stayed sitting and added more eggs and sausages to his plate.

"Ronald, we need to go." Hermione said and he ignored her.

I put a hand on her arm. "There's still five minutes left and he's not done eating breakfast. He'll find his way eventually."

Hermione sighed and we all followed Eleanor out of the Great Hall. I wasn't surprised to see her glance back occasionally to see if I was watching her. I was, because I knew she expected me to, and I also ate my second breakfast sandwich. Eleanor had a smile on her face as she led us right to McGonagall's classroom.

"You need to hurry to get your books for your own classes this morning, Miss Birchgrove." I said to her and her eyes widened. "If you're late, tell the teacher you were escorting the famous Harry Potter to make sure he gets to class on time."

"Professor Snape would spit on me if I told him that!" Eleanor exclaimed.

I knew exactly how to respond. "Tell him I couldn't find the classroom on my own and you had to discipline such a dunderhead." I turned around and pulled up my outer-robes to show off my butt in my tight trousers. "Go ahead and give it a slap, just in case he asks for proof."

Eleanor blushed a little and then she hauled her hand back and slapped me good across the arse.

"YeOW!" I yelped and jumped to make her laugh. "You were only supposed to pretend!"

"I did." Eleanor said with a smirk and quickly walked away.

I rubbed my sore cheek and saw a few of my year mates trying to not laugh. "Go ahead."

Seamus and Dean burst out laughing and the girls looked both amused and aroused, especially Lavender. I could tell by the look on her face that she liked what she saw.

"If you don't have your book, that's okay. The first class in every subject is going to be mostly lectures and dictation anyway." I said and opened the classroom door.

There was a cat sitting on the teacher's desk and I thought about going over and giving her a good rub, just so I could make the joke that I rubbed Minerva's pussy. It was too funny to not pass up, so I went over to her and dug my fingers into the sides of her cheeks where her scent glands were and gave her a good scratching.

The cat purred and I moved one of my hands to the back of her head and gave her a scratch, then ran my fingernails up and down her neck and the top of her spine several times. She ducked and stretched, as if to give me easier access, so I cupped a hand under her chin to hold her head steady and gave her a really good scratching where her claws couldn't easily reach.

The purring was really loud in the classroom as one more student entered, the sole Slytherin in our year, Blaze Zabini. I didn't scratch the cat for long, because I didn't want her angry at me when she changed back. I eased off the scratches and gently pet her fur to put it back in order.

"I hope that helped, pretty kitty." I said and leaned down to kiss the top of her head.

The cat's eyes widened at me and I held in my laugh as I gave her one last pet from the top of her head to her tail, which I lightly tugged, then I went to the front desk and sat beside Hermione. Lavender was sitting with Parvati and she sighed at me sitting so far away.

"You really shouldn't be touching someone else's cat like that." Hermione warned me.

"I'm pretty sure that's Professor McGonagall's pussy and as soon as I saw her, I had to pet her." I said and I was sure the cat made a soft groan sound. It was really difficult to not laugh out loud at that.

The cat gave me a searching look for several moments and seemed indecisive as she looked at the other students, too. The bell rang and the class was supposed to start, only Ron wasn't there. So, the cat's decision was made for her and she sat there to wait for the final student.

Five minutes later, an exhausted Ron ran into the classroom and nervously glanced around. Before he could relax that the professor wasn't there, the cat leapt off of the desk and changed into Professor McGonagall.

"That was bloody brilliant!" Ron exclaimed.

"Well, thank you for that assessment, Mister Weasley." Minerva gave him a slightly scornful look. "Perhaps it would be more useful if I were to transfigure you into a pocket watch, that way you might be able to show up to class on time."

"S-sorry. I got lost." Ron said, his face red.

"Then perhaps a map?" Minerva said and looked at the closest empty seat. "I trust you won't need one to find a seat."

Ron shook his head and sat down in the indicated seat and took out his book and parchment.

"Now that you are all here, I can begin the lesson." Minerva said and then gave us an hour lecture on her subject, what she expected from us, and what we were to never do in her class, horsing around... and then she changed her desk into a lion and it loudly roared.

I couldn't stop my chuckle as she silenced the lion and changed it back.

"Mister Potter, perhaps you would like to share what's so funny with the rest of the class?" Minerva asked and gave me a glare for interrupting her.

"I was amused at your hypocrisy, professor." I said and most of the class made surprised sounds.

"EXCUSE me?" Minerva asked and her glare intensified.

"You told us there would be no carrying on in your class and then you literally scared most of the class by creating a roaring lion. I thought your blatant defiance of your own rules, immediately after stating them, was pretty funny."

Minerva opened and closed her mouth several times, then frowned. "Perhaps your amusement will fade after you serve detention tonight for your disrespect."

I barked a laugh and Hermione gasped beside me. "Professor, if I was going to disrespect you, I would ask if you were angry at me for petting your pussy in front of so many witnesses."

Complete and utter silence filled the classroom and Minerva's frown changed to show anger.

"However, I was not disrespecting you. You are a Mistress of Transfiguration and you can't help yourself and showed off. You just chose the wrong time to do so and also without warning your class first." I said and pointed at a shaking Parvati being hugged by Lavender. "Miss Patil is terrified after your little stunt and I was trying to diffuse the situation."

Minerva barely managed to tear her eyes from mine and looked at the brown-skinned girl being comforted. She saw what everyone else did and she let out a soft sigh. "Miss Patil, I apologize."

"As do I." I said and everyone looked at me. "Instead of making a joke, I should have offered her a hug like Lavender did and perhaps one of my latest plushies."

"I... I forgive you." Parvati said and then blushed. "For the plushie."

I chuckled and stood, walked over to her, and leaned down to give her a hug that also included Lavender. Both girls let out a contented sound. I let them go and reached into my pocket and pulled out a plushie I just created of myself that wore my Hogwarts robes and it expanded to be a foot tall.

"They'll be out for sale next week." I said and gave it to Parvati.

"Thank you, Harry." Parvati said and hugged it as she smiled.

"You're welcome, Parvati." I said and went back to my seat.

Hermione gave me a very pointed stare mixed with a glare.

I wasn't sure what she was upset about, so I wrote on the side of my class notes. Do you want one?

Hermione's pointed glare changed to show she was thinking, then she looked conflicted.

I'll give it to you after class and no one will see that you have it. I wrote and she gave me a slight nod.

Minerva also looked conflicted over what just happened and the bell rang, which meant she didn't have to do anything about it. "Mister Potter, my office after supper."

I thought about refusing and nodded instead. I slipped my notes into my pocket and stored them, then helped Hermione pack up. I picked up her heavy backpack to sling over my shoulder and she looked shocked. I smiled at her reacting like that and put a hand on her lower back before I led her out of the classroom. I handed her a plushie doll when we were in the hallway and she hugged it automatically.

Hermione kept staring at me as I checked the map in my storage space and saw where Professor Flitwick was. We went down the corridor, past the main staircase, and into the next hallway to get to the charms classroom. It wasn't until I sat her down in the front seat that she seemed to wake up and realize we were in the right classroom, mostly because Professor Flitwick was climbing up onto his desk.

"How did you bring us here?" Hermione asked me.

"I put one foot in front of the other and miraculously managed to walk! It was amazing!" I joked and heard two giggles from the table behind us. I turned my head just enough to give Lavender and Parvati a knowing wink.

"That's not what I meant!" Hermione exclaimed.

"I know." I said and sat down. "Would you believe me if I said I've been here before?"

"No. It's the first day and none of us have had a chance to explore." Hermione answered.

"What if I told you I tagged Professor Flitwick with a tracking charm and followed it to this classroom?" I asked.

Hermione huffed. "You're not allowed to..." Her voice trailed off and her eyes squinted slightly, as if she was in deep thought. "...there are no rules against that. Did you do that? How does it work? I didn't see you cast any spells and you didn't have a wand out. How did you do it?"

I barely held in my laugh at being bombarded like that in a single breath. "Take a breath, Miss Granger. Relax. In and out. That's it." I said and lightly rubbed her back with one hand and put her backpack onto the table in front of us with the other. The loud thump let everyone know she had a lot of books inside it.

"Are... are you patronizing me?" Hermione asked after taking several breaths like I asked.

"No, I'm trying to make you realize that you don't have to get every single question out as quickly as possible and you shouldn't expect someone to answer them all in the same fashion." I said, my voice kindly and my face smiling warmly. "Sometimes, patience isn't just a virtue, it's a code of conduct."

Hermione's eyes seemed to bore right into me and I kept the smile on my face and my hand rubbing her back gently. She glanced at my moving arm and then at my face. "Why are you still doing that?"

"I could say my reason is that I'm touching a pretty girl without her objecting to it." I said as my smile became a grin. "The real reason is because you need it and I have no problem fulfilling that need."

Hermione opened and closed her mouth several times, not unlike McGonagall earlier, then she huffed and looked away. "Whatever. Do what you want."

"Reeaaaally?" I asked in a soft whisper and leaned in so close to her that my breath tickled her ear. "Thank you for your permission, Miss Granger."

"What do you.... ohhhh." Hermione softly moaned as I kissed and nuzzled her neck. She blushed cutely as I peppered her with butterfly kisses and she turned her head to probably tell me to stop, so I moved up and captured her lips to kiss her deeply. She let out another soft moan as my tongue invaded her mouth expertly and one of her hands gripped the front of my robes to hold me close as her tongue danced with mine.

The class bell went off and Hermione jerked like she was slapped. She broke the kiss and looked completely embarrassed to have lost herself like that. Funnily enough, she didn't let the front of my robes go.

"You are a fantastic kisser, Miss Granger. Ten points to Griffindor for a great demonstration of your expertise." I complimented her in a whisper and she blushed and ducked her head. "Perhaps we could continue this at a later time?"

Hermione lifted her head to look into my eyes, probably to see if I was serious, and I gave her a serious face to make sure she knew I was. After a moment, she nodded slightly and finally let my robes go to open her backpack and took out the charms book and some parchment, ink, and a quill. She stuffed my plushie inside her backpack at the same time.

Professor Flitwick easily gained our attention by standing on top of a stack of books that were on top of his desk. As I predicted, the first lesson was mostly lecture and warnings, which both Hermione and I copied down, word for word. Our writing speed was on par, which surprised the both of us. Me because of my abilities and her because I was matching her year of practice with a quill.

When the class ended, I helped her pack up and she gave me a pointed look. I chuckled and wordlessly offered to carry the backpack or let her handle it. She nodded and slung it over her own shoulders. She had to secure both straps to handle the weight and to stop it from shifting. I helped her, of course. We were heading outside for Herbology class until lunchtime and she wouldn't have to bear the weight for long.

Hermione was sweating by the time we reached the right greenhouse. The oppressive heat when we entered had almost overwhelmed her and she nearly fainted. I scooped her up into my arms and brought her over to the large table we would be working behind.

Lavender and Parvati joined us as I stood Hermione up and leaned her against the table and took off her backpack. I cast a cleaning spell to clear off her sweat and a slight obscuring spell on her, then I cast minor healing on her. Hermione sucked in a sharp breath at the tingle and slight glow of magic.

"How do you feel? Are you going to be okay?" I asked her and rubbed her back as I dispelled the obscure spell.

"Y-yes, I... I'm fine. Thank you, Harry." Hermione responded.

"You're welcome, Hermione." I said and stopped rubbing her back.

Hermione blinked her eyes at me. "You said my name right."

I chuckled. "What kind of friend would I be if I couldn't do something so simple as saying your name right?"

Hermione kept blinking her eyes at me. "We... we're friends?" She asked, surprised.

I gave her my best smile and decide to tease her a little. "I don't let just anyone lick my tonsils, Hermione."

Lavender barked a laugh, Parvati snorted and laughed, and Hermione blushed to a deep red. Before anyone else could react, Professor Sprout entered the greenhouse and told us to pay attention. She gave us a lecture about safety, what we would be doing this year, and that our dragonhide gloves had better be a good brand because we would be using them a lot.

When class was over and we all headed to the bathrooms to wash up before heading to the Great Hall for lunch, I had to admit that it had been a great first morning of classes.

77 Professing Secrets

On the other hand, the afternoon classes were the worst. History of Magic and Defense Against the Dark Arts were both double classes and the professors were terrible. Binns was only a ghost, so I had to make an allowance for that. Why would they keep a ghost around that was so boring, when he was alive, the man had died and kept working and no one noticed the difference?

The bumbling fool they brought in to teach the DaDa class almost made me regret taking care of Quirrell already. At least with the stuttering, you could almost make out what he was saying, even if it was annoying. This man was pretty much a drunkard that read from the assigned book with so much slurring that I thought he was having a stroke.

When the class was over and we left and entered the hallway, I couldn't stop myself from commenting. "I'm looking forward to having the afternoons off three times a week. No, four. We have Fridays off already."

Everyone looked at me in surprise.

"Both he and Binns were reading directly from the books and weren't teaching us anything. We can read it ourselves at a much faster rate and would learn more on our own." I said and most of them nodded, except for Hermione.

"But, they're the teachers." Hermione objected.

"An old ghost that can put other ghosts to sleep and a drunk that could barely keep his eyes open long enough to read a single sentence every ten minutes." I said and she frowned. "I heard he was a last minute substitution for a professor that didn't show up."

"I heard that, too." Lavender said. "He was the Muggle Studies professor last year."

I chuckled and Seamus did, too.

"What's funny?" Hermione asked me.

"Do you really think someone that taught wizards about non-magical things, had an Outstanding in his DaDa NEWT or earned a mastery in under a year to accept the post?" I asked her back.

Hermione sighed. "Maybe he did something important in the field and they gave it to him?"

I smiled, because that was exactly what had happened. He had let Voldemort possess him and had him stuck in the back of his head. "That doesn't fill me with confidence for some reason."

Lavender and Parvati giggled.

Hermione huffed. "Well, I'm going to go search for the library and get started on our homework."

"Madam Pince is on the second floor, in the east wing, behind the big double doors at the end." I said without thinking.

Everyone stared at me with wide eyes.

"I tagged all the teachers and know where they are." I hedged, since technically I did by using the modified map.

"Where's the headmaster?" Dean asked.

"His office, pacing back and forth." I answered.

"What about Sinistra, the hot astronomy teacher?" Seamus asked, of course.

"In her quarters beside the Astronomy tower."

"Professor Flitwick?" Fay Dunbar asked.

"His office beside his classroom."

"Professor McGonagall?" Hermione couldn't resist asking.

"Fourth floor corridor heading for the stairs. I think she's going to Dumbledore's office." I told her.

We reached the main staircase and we kind of bunched up into a tight group and just stood there.

"Are you making all of that up?" Lavender asked.

I checked the map and smiled. "In five seconds, Filch's cat Mrs. Norris will come around that corner." I said and pointed with a splayed hand, and folded a finger each second. When my thumb folded, Mrs. Norris walked around the corner and seemed to freeze when she saw a large group of students staring at her. "And with that proof, I'm going for a walk. See you all at supper."

They all watched as I took out a cat treat and tossed it to Mrs. Norris, she caught it and chewed as she glared at me, since I gave away that it was me that had scratched her earlier. I waved to her and went down the main staircase at a good speed, easily outpacing anyone trying to follow me.

I made it to the ground floor and went through the Entrance Hall and out the main doors. According to the wards, Madam Hooch was in the equipment shed beside the Quidditch pitch, so that's where I went. I had a delivery to make and a promise to keep.

Little did I realize that Madam Hooch was going to be very grateful for the expensive gift, especially since I was giving them to her and not to the school. The school governors wouldn't be able to take them from her or sell them to line their own pockets and leave the students with the old failing brooms.

I also didn't realize she only wore a wedding ring to scare off suitors that she didn't approve of and that she hid an extremely fit and muscular body under her Quidditch Coach robes. Oh, and she was flexible. As in sitting on my face and bent over backwards to suck me off flexible.

When I stumbled into the Great Hall for supper, with my glasses askew, my hair messed up, and my robes rumpled and crooked, the entire Griffindor Quidditch Team burst out laughing and congratulated me for surviving The Hawk's attack. I mumbled that I would get them back somehow and they just laughed harder.

I ate like a man possessed to get my strength back up and even asked Nanny for a pepper-up potion, because I was sure Professor McGonagall was going to have me do something like endless lines for hours, sorting her already sorted bookshelf, or straightening up her entire classroom. I just had a feeling it was going to be something strenuous and I knew I shouldn't ignore my instincts.

I kept an eye on the map in my storage space and saw her approaching where I sat. I excused myself and stood to greet her, which surprised her briefly. She schooled her face and nodded to me to follow her and I did so. It wasn't difficult to keep up with her longer strides.

When we reached her office, she looked back to see how long she had to wait for me to catch up to her. Again, she was surprised that I was right there with her. She nodded in approval and opened her door, ushered me inside, and closed and locked it. She also waved her wand over the door and cast several silence and privacy spells. That made my eyebrows raise and my mind raced as I wondered what she was going to have me do.

"Your behavior has been less than stellar, Mister Potter." Minerva said and walked over to the front of her desk. She turned around and leaned her butt against it and crossed her arms under her chest. "In fact, I expected better of you."

I opened my mouth to defend myself, then sighed. "Honestly, I have a good grasp of my celebrity status and can handle most situations. However, I've not interacted with magicals on a regular basis in a constantly evolving social situation like a boarding school."

It was Minerva's turn to raise her eyebrows at me.

"Dudley and I were very popular at school while growing up. We mentored the younger kids, helped our year mates get better grades, and we were well known by pretty much everyone in the school." I admitted and her eyes widened. "Having to go to a new place and trying to reestablish myself into a similar role is a little taxing."

"I see." Minerva said and looked thoughtful for several moments, then she nodded. "Very well. I won't feel as guilty about this as I normally would. Correcting behavior is my specialty, after all."

I opened my mouth to ask her what she meant and she stood up straight as she uncrossed her arms. My words caught in my throat as she opened her robes at the same time and dropped them to the floor.

Underneath was a shockingly sexy dominatrix outfit with a leather corset that hefted her bare breasts up to be easily sucked and crotchless panties that revealed she trimmed her hair into a neat triangle. She reached back and opened a drawer in her desk and pulled out a wooden handle with nine thin leather straps attached to it.

Minerva held the handle tightly with one hand and slapped the straps into the palm of her other hand, caressed them tenderly, then slapped them into her palm again. "Mister Potter, do you really believe that I don't know exactly what goes on inside the Griffindor dorm rooms?"

My mouth went dry as she stalked over to me and her breasts jiggled enticingly. "I... uh... had hoped you didn't, professor."

Minerva pointedly slapped the straps into her palm again. "Mister Potter, for the next three hours, you will refer to me as Mistress McGonagall."

I gulped as she carefully put the straps around my neck and tightened them. "Y-yes, Mistress."

"Good boy... and good boys get rewarded." Minerva said and smiled wickedly. "You may kneel."

I felt her push down on my shoulders, so I knelt on the floor and she let the end of the straps go to not choke me. With me on my knees, it put my face at the perfect height to see her damp opening.

"Service me." She said and spread her legs a little.

I hesitated and looked up at her, only to see her hand move with the handle and the straps slapped against my back. My clothing protected me; but, I winced for her anyway and she looked satisfied.

"I commanded you to service me, Mister Potter." Minerva ordered.

"Yes, Mistress." I said and leaned in to start licking her. This is going to be a long three hours.

It was. Minerva really got off on having someone act like a slave for her. I took every order she gave and followed them without question, and she came like a fountain every time. Maybe she was really pent up and hadn't had sex in a while? Not that she considered it consensual sex. I was commanded and did my duty to service her needs. She still lapped up my own expulsions like a cat with cream, though.

I stumbled into the Griffindor common room with my glasses askew and my robes on backwards. Everyone laughed. When they asked what happened, I told them I had to move every piece of furniture the hard way, without magic, and then had to clean it all when I was done. I did not tell them how I moved the furniture or what I was cleaning off of it, because Mistress McGonagall commanded that I keep it a secret.

Angelina came right over to me and took me into a hug. "You poor thing. She really put you through a lot and it's only the first day!"

"I broke the record for earning the quickest detention." I told her and she laughed.

"Let's get you changed and into bed." Angelina said and kept an arm around me as we crossed the room and took me up the stairs.

I opened the door and we entered the room. I heard the door close behind us and I thought it was Nanny keeping the apartment secured, so I thought nothing of it. I let Angelina go and took a minute to strip off all of my clothes. I turned to help her undress, only to pause because it was a half-naked Alicia standing there.

"You weren't kidding, Angelina." Alicia said and put her hands on my arms to caress them. "How did you get all these muscles, Harry?"

"You don't think I could fight off a Manticore and rescue the vampire princess with spaghetti noodle arms, do you?" I asked instead of answering and she laughed.

"He still has the scorpion tail mounted in his trophy room." Angelina said and came over to us and kissed me. "They wouldn't let him keep the head, unfortunately."

"It was a small price to pay to get away with kissing his daughter." I joked and both girls laughed. "I need a shower after my detention."

Angelina perked right up and took my hand. "Alicia, you're going to love this part!"

I chuckled at her enthusiasm and put an arm around Alicia's waist. "She's not wrong."

Alicia gave me a smirk. "I believe I will accept the challenge."

The three of us went to the large bathroom and both Angelina and I made sure Alicia had a great time. We made it to the bed half an hour later and things quickly devolved into a lot of moans, grunts, and fluids. The three of us had a lot of fun before we fell asleep in each other's arms.

*

The rest of the week passed by and I did my best to not upset Minerva to get another detention. She watched me like a hawk to try and catch me doing something, too. During the last class on Thursday, I passed by her desk and whispered I would do something tomorrow and she could sentence me to detention Friday night. Her wicked smile made me shiver and she looked pleased.

Friday was Double Potions day and it was the only class we had that day. We all showed up in the morning and entered the classroom. The Griffindor side was full and the Slytherin side was almost completely empty with only Blaise Zabini there. When I whispered to Hermione that I wanted to take pity on the poor kid, she sighed and nodded.

"Hey, Mister Zabini! Want to join us at our table? You're the odd one out without a partner." I called across the room.

Blaise looked surprised at the offer and looked from me to Hermione. When she nodded, he gathered his things up and we shuffled over to make room. He grabbed a chair and sat beside us, then nodded in thanks. I was tempted to offer him a plushie to hug and he must have seen it on my face.

"Don't you dare." Blaise whispered at me with squinted eyes.

I had to muffle my laugh with one hand and patted his arm with the other.

The classroom door slammed behind us and most of the students jumped at the scare. I didn't because I was waiting for it. Professor Snape strode across the room and over to his desk. He gave his classic speech and sneered at everyone, then looked down at his desk. He started the roll call and paused when he reached my name.

"Ah, yes. Harry Potter. Our... new... celebrity." Snape sneered.

"I object to that description, professor." I said and Hermione gasped beside me. "The whole wizarding world knows my name. I've been a celebrity since I was 15 months old and I'm 14 years old now. That's hardly new."

There were a few muffled laughs behind me.

Snape glared at me. "You're as arrogant as your father!"

"No, I'm not. He wasn't a celebrity. You're confusing pompousness with arrogance." I corrected him.

More muffled laughs came from behind me as Hermione gasped again.

"That will be 10 points from Griffindor and a detention for disrespecting a teacher." Snape snarled.

Hermione made a distressed sound and slapped a hand over my mouth before I could speak. "Don't!"

I moved her hand out of the way and kissed the back of it. "Thanks for the save."

Hermione blushed and took her hand back.

"Professor McGonagall has assumed full responsibility for all of my detentions." I said and he looked murderous. "You can ask her yourself. She's been trying to get me back into her office all week."

"Be assured that I will do that." Snape growled and went to the chalkboard at the front of the room. "The first potion to be brewed is a simple one to cure boils. If you cannot follow such easily performed instructions, then I have little hope that you will do well in this class."

I put my hand up and he ignored me. I sat there and waited for almost ten minutes with my hand in the air and did nothing else while the rest of the students gathered the ingredients and started prepping them.

Snape let out a growling sigh. "What do you want, Potter?"

"You didn't write the number of stirs needed for the second step or that you have to add in one counter-clockwise stir before removing the cauldron from the heat and adding the porcupine quills." I said and dropped my hand.

Complete silence fell in the room, because everyone had stopped working and stared at me, especially Snape. He looked shocked, actually.

"It's 7 clockwise stirs with a number 2 neutral glass stirrer, if you're wondering." I said and Hermione quickly wrote that down. "I suggest using the dull edge of your knife to crush the quills first, too. They'll dissolve quicker and give you a stronger potion."

"Thanks, Harry." Hermione said, her voice full of gratitude.

"You're welcome." I said and pulled out the ingredients from my pockets and started my own work. Everyone else did as well and I ignored the piercing look from the still irate potions professor.

78 The Best Afternoon

As the potions class wore on and on, Professor Snape became more and more frustrated. His glare had intensified to the point that he was ignoring everyone else and focused solely on me. I mentally thanked my system altered mind and my Mind Block skill for completely stonewalling the mind invader. There was no chance at all of him actually reading my mind, not even the surface thoughts.

I finished my perfect potion, as did Hermione and Blaise, whom had both copied my actions as I did each step, even the little flourishes that an experienced potioneer does after years of brewing to spread out the prepared ingredients over the entire cauldron and not only adding each into the same spot.

The three of us handed in our vials of potion and Snape's glare could have melted steel if he had heat vision. I did not gloat openly and that just seemed to make the man glare even harder at me. Before I could smirk at the petty man, Hermione grabbed my arm and pulled me away from the teacher's desk. I whispered my thanks to her for saving me again and she looked both pleased and annoyed.

We packed up our things and left the classroom with everyone else. When we were out in the hallway, all of the students started chattering about the lesson, or lack thereof, because I had told them more about how to handle the potion than the teacher had. I was sure that Snape wanted to see a few of us melt our cauldrons, since pewter had a very low melting point, and I had prevented that this time.

"How did you know all of that?" Hermione asked me as we walked towards Griffindor tower.

"I'm Harry Potter, the best Harry Potter!" I declared and several girls behind us giggled.

Hermione smacked my arm with a smile on her face. "Stop being a prat and tell me."

I chuckled and put an arm around her waist. "I've been brewing potions for about 10 years with my aunt. The castle has a huge potions lab and we have 6 greenhouses filled to the brim with high quality potion ingredients."

"Wait a minute! The apothecary really does carry Harry Potter approved potions and ingredients?" Seamus asked, clearly surprised.

"We started selling them officially about five years ago when we started running out of room in our greenhouses. Because we make so many potions in each batch and use high quality ingredients, we can sell them for less and they are more effective." I said and had to let Hermione's waist go when we reached the stairs and started climbing them. "Andromeda worked hard to get those contracts."

"Who's Andromeda?" Lavender asked.

"She's my sales representative in Diagon Alley and Hogsmeade, and she's also my second cousin, once removed." I said and they looked at me like I spoke nonsense. "My great-grandmother and her grandmother were sisters."

"Oooh, her grandmother was your great-grand-aunt." Parvati said in understanding. "Keeping things like that straight is really difficult."

I barked a laugh. "Darn right it is. I didn't realize my ex was my third cousin until I spent several hours going over the family tree looking for monkeys."

That made my audience laugh and we walked up the stairs to Griffindor tower as we all talked about other family members. Parvati had us all beat with the number of people in her very extended family back in India. It was quite difficult for her and her twin sister to find someone to date that they weren't closely related to.

We all dropped off our potions class things in our trunks and went back down to the Great Hall for lunch. When it was over, I wasn't sure how Lavender and Parvati managed to separate me from the group and shoved me into an empty classroom without anyone else seeing or suspecting anything. I cast a solid lock charm and a notice-me-not charm on the door, just in case.

Of course, having Lavender go down on me and watching Parvati enthusiastically eating her out at the same time, was worth the temporary confusion of how we arrived there. The contrasting skin tones really highlighted what Parvati was doing between her legs and Lavender was quite happy to be taken care of like that.

When they switched, Parvati did her best to suck my balls out through the tip of my penis. I groaned for her and she increased her efforts. I didn't last long and she looked pleased by that, until I picked her up and positioned her over my still rock hard member.

"W-w-wait... I... I'm..." Parvati whispered and I stopped with the very tip of myself barely spreading her lower lips.

"This is really your first time?" I asked and she blushed as she nodded. "Do you want me to stop?"

Parvati looked conflicted.

"She's afraid it'll be as painful as my first time was." Lavender said.

I carefully held Parvati with one arm and reached down to pet Lavender's head. "I'm sorry about that. Didn't they prep you first and let you relax like you've been so diligent to do for Parvati?"

"No, he just shoved it in." Lavender said with a sigh. "It was quick and disappointing, too."

I reached down and pulled up on her chin to make her stand. "Your first time with me won't be."

Lavender smiled knowingly. "I'm not disappointed and we haven't even done it yet."

I chuckled and looked back at Parvati. "It's all right if you don't want to continue, Parvati. You can watch while I take Lavender like a beast."

Parvati blushed again and Lavender laughed.

"Well, if... if you take precautions..." Parvati whispered.

I reached down and tapped her pelvic bone and cast a pain numbing spell and a spell to stop her from bleeding. "No pregnancies from me unless you want it."

Parvati's blush disappeared and her face changed to show determination. "I'm ready, Harry."

"Thank you for this honor, Parvati." I whispered to her and kissed her deeply as I pushed into her and eased her down onto me.

Parvati gasped at the intrusion and stilled, her eyes wide. She broke the kiss and stared at me. "It didn't hurt!"

"Pain numbing spell." I said and kissed her again as I started to move. She started to moan and pant right away, since we were standing and all of her weight was moving up and down onto me, giving me full penetration, thanks to gravity.

I wasn't surprised when Lavender knelt again and I felt her tongue licking me. Parvati's little squeaks let me know I wasn't the only one getting extra stimulation. It drove the both of us on to make each other feel good and Lavender helped as much as she could. I unloaded into Parvati's surprisingly still tight opening and Lavender was the one that moaned and happily licked at where we were still joined.

I eased out of the satisfied girl and she looked flushed and a little out of it, so I cast a cushioning charm on the floor and laid her down on it. Lavender dove right in there between her legs and licked and sucked out as much of my deposit as she could. Parvati moaned again and Lavender sat up and smiled in satisfaction at a job well done.

"Now it's your turn." I said and picked her up.

Lavender wrapped her arms and legs around me and gave me a searching look. "Will you really..."

I smiled at her and levitated her up into the air, making her squeak, and drove my tongue into her soaked slit. She wrapped her legs around my neck and hovered there in the air as I ate her out. She moaned and shook as I found all of her good spots and got her off. I lowered her down again and she had a very happy look on her face as she slid down onto me.

"Oooohhhhh." Lavender moaned sexily as my member filled her up. "Oh, Merlin!"

"I'm Harry, not Merlin." I said, to make her giggle, and kissed her deeply as I started to pump into her. I knew she liked it a little rough, so I wasn't gentle. She loved it, especially when I turned her around and put her on her hands and knees over Parvati. She kissed the girl on the lips and I railed into her from behind.

Lavender came several times before I released my third shot of the day inside of her. It got her off again, probably because of the taboo of early pregnancy and we weren't using protection. I had checked both girls for STDs already, so we were safe. I laid down beside Parvati and Lavender moved over to lay down on me and Parvati snuggled up beside the both of us.

"This... was... a great... first time." Parvati whispered and fell asleep.

"She must have already been tired." I commented in a whisper.

"I did have her up pretty late last night." Lavender whispered back and looked smug.

"Ah, an equal opportunity sexual deviant." I breathed and she giggled. "We have the rest of the afternoon to waste until supper is served. Do you want to keep wasting it together?"

Lavender crossed her arms on my chest and rested her chin on them. "What do you have in mind?"

"To start, a cleaning spell, then you sit on my face and I'll eat you out as you suck me off."

Lavender gave me a huge smile. "The first one to come loses!" She said and quickly turned around as I cast two cleaning spells, one on her and one on myself.

"What do you want if you win?" I asked as she positioned herself above my mouth.

"I want a rare Nundu plushie." Lavender said and her tongue swirled around the tip of my erection. "What do you want if you win?"

"A blowjob in class." I said and she paused. "Under notice-me-not and silence charms."

Lavender moved to the side to look back at my face. "Who's the sexual deviant again?"

"You, of course. I won't be the only one getting off if that happens." I said with a smirk.

Lavender giggled. "True. You have a bet, Mister Potter."

"Good." I said and she moved back into position. "I'm sorry, Lavender. You've already lost."

"What do you mean? I haven't even started yet." Lavender responded.

"I'm going to use my secret weapon." I said and clamped my lips over her nub and whispered in Parseltongue that she had nice breasts.

"AHHHHH!" Lavender screamed as she instantly came and squirted all over my face.

I stopped and let her recover. She was breathing hard, like she had run a race.

"What... what was that?" Lavender asked and looked back at me with her eyes half-lidded and her legs trembling.

"Vibrating tongue." I said and her eyes opened fully to stare at me.

"You... cheating bastard." Lavender panted and then smiled. "Best two out of three?"

I quietly laughed and nodded, so she slipped her mouth over me and started to suck. I gave her another vibrating lick and her muffled scream was still fairly loud as she squirted on me again. She kept sucking, probably determined to make me get off at least once. I had her at eight before I finally gave in and blew a load down her throat.

Lavender sucked it up and swallowed it all, then moved around to lay down beside me. "I think... you ruined me... for any other guy."

"Well, I am the best Harry Potter." I joked and she giggled, kissed my cheek, and cuddled to my side. I cleaned us up with spells and looked at the other girl's peaceful face. "Parvati's still out of it."

"We'll wake her before supper." Lavender said and let out a sigh.

"What is it?" I asked and looked at her.

"I really wanted that plushie." Lavender said, sadly.

"You mean this one?" I asked and reached behind her ear into her hair and created a shrunken one, showed it to her, and let it go on her chest. It instantly grew to a foot square in size and she let out a girlish squeal and hugged it.

"Thank you. Thank you. Thank you." Lavender muttered and eased her hold on it just long enough to give me a tender kiss. "Thank you, Harry."

"You're welcome, Lavender." I said and she cuddled it and laid against me once more. I made a blanket and covered the three of us as we laid there without speaking.

Suppertime eventually arrived and we woke Parvati up. She looked a little disappointed that it was over, so I promised we could sleep in tomorrow morning, since it was Saturday. She blushed at the implication and Lavender kissed her cheek for looking so cute.

We went to the Great Hall after getting dressed and no one asked us where we had been all afternoon. I ate quickly, high carbs and proteins, and skipped dessert. I did sneak a whole treacle tart into my storage space to eat later, though. My Friday night detention was going to be a long one.

I stood when Minerva walked over to where I sat and I bid everyone a good evening and would be back at the tower before curfew. Minerva nodded and I followed her back to her office. Once there, she locked, silenced, and secured the door, then she dropped her robes. Her outfit was red this time and she wore six inch spiked heels.

"Professor Snape claims you have been a very naughty boy, Mister Potter." Minerva said and took out her handle with the nine leather straps on it.

"I pointed out the flaws in the boil cure potion recipe and ensured the safety of the entire class, Mistress." I said and stripped off to leave myself in just my boxers. "I figured I could earn a detention and also make you happy at the same time."

Minerva slapped the straps into her hand and smiled wickedly. "You were being naughty on purpose to behave properly for me?"

I nodded and knelt without being asked. "I intentionally drew the professor's ire to keep him from bothering the other students."

Minerva walked over to me and stood over me with her legs spread apart. "I believe you have earned a reward, Mister Potter." She said and balanced on one foot as she lifted the other supple and long leg to drape it over my shoulder and shoved herself into my face. Her calf rubbed my back as I licked and suckled on her and put my hands on her surprisingly firm arse and held her steady.

Playing along with people's fetishes was surprisingly fun, as long as you didn't get too involved in it. I wasn't a sub by nature; but, Minerva could never be anything except dominant. So many years in a position of authority had given her a superiority complex that wasn't going to be overridden quickly.

It was going to take a lot of work to change her, and she would never know I was doing to her what I did for Snape. As long as she was focusing on me, no one else would be put in this position. Plus, her purring moans as I screwed her brains out, were a huge turn on. How could an older woman be so cute and sexy at the same time? It seemed to be a kind of magic all on its own.

I made it back to the tower just in time and I didn't see Lavender or Parvati, so I went up the stairs. I was about to check the map for the first year dorms to look for them, then saw Lavender leaning out from around the circular stairway on the next landing. She waved to me and I smiled and walked up to meet her.

Both her and Pavarti were wearing dressing robes and the three of us went up the stairs to the top. I brought them through the hidden door and both girls let out squeals of delight at the huge apartment I lived in. They explored for a while and I took a quick shower, then I came out dressed in only boxers and went to the bed.

Lavender and Parvati eventually came back to the bedroom and dropped their robes. They were wearing matching outfits of skimpy panties and bras that covered less than a bikini. I drooled appropriately for them as I stared at them. They giggled at making me do that, then they jumped onto the bed and tackled me.

I did Lavender first this time and Parvati liked watching us. She joined in and got a turn, played with Lavender as she played with the both of us, then it was Lavender's turn again. She really liked it doggy-style and Parvati liked making out with her as I did them both.

As the three of us laid in bed in the afterglow of some great sex, I thought about my Hogwarts experiences up to this point. As far as I was concerned, this had been the best time I had ever had at any school, and I was sure it was only going to get better.

79 Bookworms

We did sleep in the next morning and both Lavender and Parvati enjoyed relaxing and lounging in bed, mostly because I asked Nanny to bring us breakfast in bed. She blushed when the three of us gratefully thanked her and she popped away.

After we ate, we had another enthusiastic threesome and enjoyed making ourselves feel good. Of course, having a girl ride you while another girl licked you and the other girl, was the best feeling in the world. The color contrast between my lightly tanned skin, Parvati's brown skin, and Lavender's milky-white, made the various mixes we tried into a huge turn on for us.

Lavender and Parvati left briefly to gather their things to do their homework and I set my own up on the dining room table. When they returned, they had a wide-eyed Hermione behind them. She saw the apartment with a bunch of extra space that she didn't have in her dorm room and she gave me a glare for keeping it from her.

I held up my hands and barely had to motion to the bedroom to indicate I didn't spend a lot of time here, except to sleep. Hermione caught the other meaning when Lavender and Parvati blushed and giggled. She blushed as well and muttered something about not being ready, so I walked over to her and looked down into her eyes.

"Hermione, I won't pressure you for something you're not ready for." I told her.

"It's true." Parvati said and then explained how we had carried on at first and that I was fully prepared to stop when she said it was her first time and had asked her if she wanted to keep going. She emphasized that I made it her choice and she could stay and watch instead of going all the way.

Hermione had a thoughtful look on her face until Parvati started saying it was the most fun she ever had with someone that wasn't Lavender. Hermione's blush went to a bright red and she couldn't look at me.

I lightly petted her hair. "It's okay, Hermione. Even if girls mature faster than boys, you're all different. I wouldn't dare treat you as interchangeable or disposable. I like living, thank you very much."

Lavender laughed and Parvati nodded in encouragement.

Hermione looked away from them and up at my face. "Prove it."

"Are you sure?" I asked and she nodded. "Once I do, you're not going to be able to back out of this."

Hermione frowned slightly as she bit her bottom lip. It took her several seconds before she nodded.

"All right, Hermione. I accept your challenge." I said and smiled. "Nanny, bring me my trunk."

Nanny popped into the room with my multiple compartment trunk. "I bees fixing the nasty books."

"Thank you, Nanny. You're the best." I said and hugged her.

Nanny blushed and popped away. I didn't miss the admiring looks on the three girls, either.

"The fifth compartment is what you need to see." I said and turned the fifth lock and pushed it in.

"What's in the first four?" Hermione asked, her curiosity piqued.

"Let's save that for our second date." I said instead of answering.

Hermione blushed while Lavender and Parvati giggled. I opened the trunk and showed off the huge expanded library inside, which made Hermione gasp and she swayed on her feet, as if she was going to faint. I caught her and held her steady as she gripped my shirt in a death grip. She took in a long slow sniff through her nose and shivered.

"I looove the smell of old books." Hermione whispered.

"I think the oldest one in this collection is about 13 centuries old." I informed her.

Hermione shivered. "That... that's hundreds of years before the founding of Hogwarts!"

I nodded. "The Blacks are a very old Family, as are the Potters. Of course, they weren't called Potters back then. They shortened it and changed it from the original name, probably to fit in better with all those uppity foreigners moving into Britannia at the time."

Hermione snorted and giggled. "I think you're the only one that would call the country being invaded by enemies as moving in."

I chuckled as I put my hand into the edge of the trunk. "Anglo-Saxons and the Viking Invasions, Second Edition."

All three girls gasped when a huge tome shot out of the library and gently landed in my hand. I lifted it out and handed it to Hermione, whom hugged it like it was going to escape if she didn't hold it tightly.

"I have the first edition, too. It's behind protective wards and can't be summoned." I said and patted the book. "This one is still quite valuable, even though I have it for reading. Please be careful with it."

"I... I will, Harry. I promise." Hermione pledged.

"When you want to put it back, hold it inside the lip of the trunk and say 'return'. It will go back to its spot on the shelves. If you want a list of books stored inside to make asking for other books easier, you can summon the self-updating index book." I said and the three of them stared at me. "What is it?"

"You absolutely have to do that for the Hogwarts Library!" All three girls shouted.

I blinked my eyes several times at their insistence. "Doesn't it already have one?"

"No, just a knowledgeable librarian." Hermione said. "I'm not sure how she keeps track of everything all by herself, though. There are thousands and thousands of books and at least a hundred students take some of them out every day."

"That really is a problem, isn't it?" I asked and the three of them nodded. "All right. After we get our homework done, I'll head over to the library to talk to Madam Pince. If she's open to the idea of having a few invasive spells cast inside her library, I'll set up a proper index book for her."

"Not for us?" Hermione asked.

"That would be up to her if she wants to let you peruse it. It's her library." I said.

"But, why would you do that and not let us..." Hermione paused talking when Lavender touched her arm. She frowned slightly and then sighed.

"If she agrees, I'll be sure to ask if she minds if I make a copy... for myself." I said with a smile.

"You... you..." Hermione almost growled.

"I'd say a kiss is a fair fee to have a brief look at it when it's done." I said, teasingly.

Hermione snapped her mouth shut and actually did growl.

I winked at Lavender and she burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?!?" Hermione asked, angrily.

"Hermione, he's joking. Harry already promised you that he wouldn't do anything to pressure you, remember? What he just said is completely opposite of that." Lavender said and Parvati nodded.

"Oh." Hermione said and looked back at me. "That wasn't funny."

"Lavender wouldn't have laughed so hard if it wasn't." I said and motioned to the dining room table. "We should get started on our homework."

Hermione turned towards the table and remembered she held onto the thick tome. She gave me a questioning look and I waved her towards the still open trunk and then waved to her backpack. She gave me a nod and went to the table, put the book down briefly, and took out what she needed from her backpack before putting the large book inside. Well, she tried to.

I chuckled and closed the trunk and opened the second compartment with my crafting supplies inside. I summoned an expanded backpack from it and walked over to her. I opened it without a word and easily slid the large book into it. She stared at it, at me, then at it again.

"It has featherlight and expansion charms." I said and took one of her fingers to nick it on the zipper's edge. She hissed briefly and then gasped when the backpack glowed. "It's yours now and no one else can open it, steal from it, or take it from you."

Hermione again stared at it, then at me.

"You're welcome." I said and looked at Lavender and Parvati. "I know you two prefer form over function, so whatever bags you normally carry things in, bring them to me later and I'll modify them for you."

Both girls smiled brightly at me. "Thanks, Harry!"

I went back to my trunk and closed the second compartment and opened the library again. "We might need some of the books as references for our homework."

Hermione looked like she wanted to snog me senseless, shook her head slightly, and quickly transferred everything from her old backpack into the new one. I sat down at the table and told her the outside smaller pockets were also expanded, so she could sort her things and keep them separate if she wanted. Her lips were on mine a second later and she blushed, broke the kiss, and sat down beside me.

Both Lavender and Parvati looked amused and sat across from us. We got to work and talked about what we were doing, revised some of our essays, and kept asking questions as we worked. The library did come in handy a few times, especially the index book, which made Hermione give me several longing looks.

We finished up all of the homework that would be due on Monday and Lavender and Parvati packed up and left. Each gave me a kiss on the cheek and a wink. Both were still amused at me so easily seducing Hermione without even trying.

As soon as the door shut, Hermione let out a hungry sound and dragged me over to my bed. I didn't fight as she stripped me off, growling the entire time, and she pulled off her own clothes as if they itched her skin and she had to get out of them as quickly as possible.

"Good lord, you're sexy." I said when she was naked.

Hermione blushed for only a moment, then she pushed me onto the bed and crawled up on top of me to stare down into my eyes. "Is... is it true that you can't get a girl pregnant unless they want you to?"

It took me only a single second to figure out how she heard about that, Lavender and Parvati. "I guess most of the school must know about that by now."

Hermione reached down to position me in the right spot, so I cast the same spells on her as I did for Parvati. She sat down and gasped and moaned, then gave me a very sexy look. "They didn't lie."

I pulled her down into a soft and sensual make-out session and she kept moaning as I started to thrust up into her. She rocked her hips to help me get as deep as possible and she wrapped her arms around my neck to stay as close to me as possible and still be able to move and breathe. It was terribly intimate for the both of us and Hermione almost had a full body blush while we had sex like that for quite some time.

Since I didn't want to disappoint her, I timed my own ejaculation to one of her orgasms. The fifth one, I believed, and she moaned so sexily as I filled her up that I moaned as well. Her tender kisses didn't stop as she whispered about having the best first time and that she would remember it for the rest of her life.

I whispered back about never forgetting our first time together, either... and she better be ready for random snogs and an occasional shag in a random classroom, just because I can't keep my hands and lips off of such a beauty for very long.

Hermione's blush rushed back and she looked both embarrassed and pleased, so I picked her up and brought her into the bathroom and introduced her to the fun that a couple of horny teenagers could have in the shower. She kept muttering about being caught in one of her mother's smutty fantasy novels.

That made me mentally laugh, because she admitted to reading her mother's posh softcore porn stash. Since I didn't want to disappoint her, I told her how beautiful she looked, how she had caught my eye right away, and how I was too nervous to approach her for more that what she wanted to offer.

Hermone's blush was bright red at me admitting that, so I also warned her that now that she had been in my bed, she was stuck with me and was never getting away. She was mine now and that was that.

"OHHHHhhhhh!" Hermione moaned and came hard. If I hadn't been pressing her up against the shower stall, she would have fallen when her legs gave out. She flopped her arms around my neck, almost absently. "I love you, Harry." She said and then blushed. "I... I mean..."

I gave her a kiss and cut her off. "It's all right, Hermione. You feel how you feel." I said and carefully sat her down on the toilet. "I hope it's okay if I'm not quite there yet myself."

Hermione started to shake her head, then nodded, then looked embarrassed.

I chuckled and knelt in front of her. "I'm sure if you had been my first time, I would have said it right back... and meant it." I told her and she blushed again. "I've never had such... intimate feelings... while having sex before. It was... it was wonderful, Hermione. You're wonderful."

Hermione ducked her head and looked away. "H-Harry..."

"It shouldn't take me long to feel as deeply for you. You're intelligent, beautiful, passionate, and when you choose to do something, you do it with everything you have." I said and glanced down at myself as my erection came back. "Especially me."

Hermione softly laughed and her hand lightly grabbed me and stroked me. "Well, I am a Griffindor."

I leaned into her hand as she stroked me faster. "You're more... of a... Griffinclaw."

Hermione smirked at me. "A Griffinclaw. I like that."

"Me, too." I said and leaned in to kiss her.

After a few minutes, I moaned and let another shot go. It splashed up onto her chest and she moaned at getting me off so quickly. I broke the kiss and she looked a little proud.

"We need another shower." I said and glanced down at her breasts.

"Just a shower." Hermione said as I stood up.

"Sure." I said and grinned at her.

Hermione huffed and stood as a smile grew on her face. She followed me into the shower stall and we went at it again. She didn't mind at all.

*

After I talked to Madam Pince about what I could do for her and for the library, she sent out an urgent school-wide announcement for all loaned out and wayward books to be returned before supper. No matter who it was, they were to return the books for the evening and they could be checked out again the next morning.

Anyone not returning the books on time would lose their house 50 points and earn a week of detentions, even the professors. Needless to say, as many books as possible were returned by the deadline. As if expecting a few stragglers, Madam Pince herself stood outside the library at the end of the hallway to ensure that anyone rushing towards her with books were being careful.

When the books were all inside, Madam Pince and I skipped supper and spent close to an hour and a half putting all of them back onto the shelves they needed to go on. Neither of us were surprised that there were still books missing and Madam Pince made a note of them, so she could check her records and who signed them out. She would make sure they were returned or replaced by that person, or their head would roll.

I believed her, because like Hermione, she absolutely loved books and would do anything to protect them. The index book would help her immensely with doing that and would also streamline her own job. Instead of searching on foot and with her eyes for a book, she could call for it and summon it to her hand.

We both had to step out of the library for me to cast the spells needed on the new blank tome I created. I had thought about copying the index book I had for my trunk library, except all the spells on it were linked to the books there and would have to be dispelled and recast for a new set of books anyway. I took a moment to cast a notice-me-not on the end of the hallway by the stairs to stop anyone else from coming near the library while I worked.

I created a plinth and a pedestal to set the open blank book on. It needed to be halfway across the threshold of the library for the magic to work. "This is going to take a while, Madam Pince."

"I am well aware of how long a complicated indexing spell can take to look through so many books, Mister Potter." Madam Pince said.

I turned my head from the book and raised my eyebrows at her. "You've done it yourself?"

"On myself, yes. I've personally read each and every book in the library, then used my own knowledge to cast the spell. The headache was massive and it lasted for three days."

I chuckled. "That sounds surprisingly like what happened to me when I stupidly tried to cast a magic detection spell in the Entrance Hall."

Madam Pince snorted and covered her mouth with her hand to stop her laugh from escaping. "You're lucky that you didn't blow your brains out with all that information slamming into your head!"

"It sure felt like it did, Madam Pince." I said with a laugh. "I cancelled the spell almost instantly and then healed myself just in time... I think."

Madam Pince had to chuckle at that. "Yes, it's difficult to tell if you have brain damage after suffering it, isn't it? It's not really detectable if you don't know you need to look for it, hmm?"

I nodded and looked back at the open book. "All right. First thing's first. Layering the protection spells and the updating charms for the book itself. Then adding the endless pages enchantment to the metal covers. Then prepping the self-inking charm, simulated quill writing charm, and information copying spell."

Madam Pince watched me as I worked and I explained what I was doing, while also promising to give her copies of the spells for her to try and cast the same thing inside her own library at home. When the book was fully prepared, I moved on to start casting the spells needed on the room. Since the space had already been expanded and had a minor sorting enchantment, layering spells on top of it was easy.

Once the sorting, summoning, and return enchantments were in place, I cast the long and complicated spell on the book to start indexing everything. I didn't cheat and used Karma points to do it instantly, because there would be no way for Madam Pince to duplicate it. Instead, we stood there for the next four hours as the spells worked and the book started to fill in with information.

Book names, authors, spells, topics, shelf numbers, row locations, and everything else needed to find whatever you wanted inside the massive library. It was a ridiculous amount of information. It would have been a lot for a much smaller library, like mine. For the one in Hogwarts? The endless pages enchantment in the index book was put through its paces.

When it was finally done and the last of the pages flopped over and the spell ended, Madam Pince reverently closed the book. She ran her fingers over the embossed gold lettering on the front of it that said it was the Hogwarts Library Index Book, Madam Irma Pince, Sole Proprietor.

Madam Pince picked up the book and the plinth and pedestal faded away. She gave me a look and I chuckled and waved at the floor. She went to put the book down and the plinth and pedestal formed underneath it. Her soft gasp echoed in the deathly quiet library and she picked the book up again. The support faded once more and she nodded.

"Come with me, Mister Potter." Madam Pince said and led me inside. A wave of her wand had shut and locked the doors and she carried the book over to her desk. She gave me a raised eyebrow and I nodded at her desk. When she tried to put the book down, the top of the pedestal formed and held the book properly.

"Only you can move and carry the book, so you don't have to worry about anyone taking it." I said.

"Not even you?" Madam Pince asked.

"I can't even touch it without your permission." I told her and she smiled. It practically lit up her face and I smiled back.

Madam Pince picked the book up and turned to the side and placed it beside her chair and behind her desk. The plinth and pedestal formed under it and she nodded. Her hand caressed the gold lettering once more and she nodded again.

"I must thank you for this wonderful gift, Mister Potter." Madam Pince said and turned away from her new treasure and took off her witch's hat. She dropped it onto her desk and undid her collar.

I suddenly realized what she meant when she started unbuttoning her robes. Her very restricting robes. Her robes that were hiding a whole heck of a lot inside of them.

"You should feel honored, Mister Potter." Madam Pince said and slid the robes off to reveal a short skirt and a blouse so thin that it was practically see-through. "Only one other man has seen me like this."

I couldn't help asking what I shouldn't have asked. "And how many women?"

Madam Pince let out a soft laugh. "Ask me again afterwards."

"Yes, Madam Pince." I said and started undressing.

"Please call me Irma." She said and took off her blouse.

"You can call me Merlin." I said and she gave me a pointed look. "It's what most women say when I make them come."

Irma laughed and pulled me into a hug and a gentle kiss. She was taller than me until she kicked off her boots and now we were the same height. "Well then, make me scream your name."

She did. It really was the quiet bookworms that screamed the loudest and we were both quite thankful for the silencing charms embedded in the walls.

80 The Gauntlet

Instead of going back to the Griffindor Tower to go to bed when curfew arrived, I went to the third floor corridor and used the map in my storage space to look at the series of tests and traps to see if they were the same as before. Not surprisingly, they were. They were also easily bypassed if you had a broom available and a spell to cut things... and enlarged kibble for a hungry three headed dog.

Did you know that doors are not considered opened if the hinges never move and the door handle isn't turned? I cut a Harry-sized hole in each door and nothing activated. I also decapitated the chess pieces from the air, just in case hovering over the board activated it. It didn't, so I continued on.

The flames in the potions room never lit, because I never opened or closed the doors on either side. There was no troll there, probably because that was a Quirrell specialty. Why the other teachers or Dumbledore never mentioned that in canon when a troll appeared at Halloween, was beyond me. Maybe because of that they used the troll for the tests later?

Eh, whatever. I shrugged the thought off and entered the final room. It was empty. I figured it would be. In the original story, Dumbledore waited until Christmas before he started playing his games with Harry, by giving him his own family heirloom as a gift. Pompous arsehole that he is.

Thinking of the cloak had given me another thought and I had to smile. At the moment, I had two of the Deathly Hallows and the third was only part of the castle away. When I checked the map, Albus was pacing in his office again. I chuckled at that, because he was either restless and had to walk to tire himself out or he was planning something and paced to go over the details.

I didn't land, in case that set off an alert ward, and I carefully checked over the map for the Mirror of Erised, only I couldn't see it. I sighed and had to flip the map over to check the wards and their long list of exceptions. A third of the way down was the mirror, so I removed it. Surprisingly, the dark mark exception had been added again.

I smiled and would wait for Albus to go to bed before I removed it again, because I was curious about what would happen to Snape if it was the middle of the night and the wards were not welcoming him. That gave me another thought and an idea about a good prank. I changed the exception to turn the object blue, so people could easily see it. The best part was that it only activated if other people were around to see it.

I went over the map again and found the mirror in a far corridor, so I flew back through the tasks and left all the doors with the holes in them. It was a test of my own to see if any of the teachers or even Albus himself regularly checked the place. I doubted it, since none of the other students were ever in trouble for being in the third floor corridor.

I flew up the trap door, patted Fluffy on each of his heads, and floated out through the door hole... and stopped in mid-air when Fred and George Weasley gasped and pointed at me. "Gentlemen."

"Harrykins!" The twins exclaimed at the same time and then hushed themselves.

"Don't worry about making sounds. The hallway is warded to stop the passing students from hearing Fluffy bark and growl." I told them and they looked shocked.

"How do you know that?" They asked in tandem.

"A simple detection spell." I said and didn't perform it, because it was actually on the map I copied. I did not need an information overload slamming into my head again. Instead, I created a piece of parchment with the spell on it and pulled it out of my pocket to hand to them, then warned them. "Make sure you cast it to let the results appear on a blank piece of parchment or another object."

"No problem, Harry." Fred said and tucked it away.

"Thanks, Harry. This is going to help a lot." George said.

I hopped off the broom and tucked it into my pocket, which made their eyes go very wide. "Dammit, I shouldn't have shown you that."

The twins exchanged looks and grinned at me. "Do ours, too!"

I sighed. "Keep quiet about it and I will. No one else, though."

The twins did the cross my heart thing and the key to the lips and fake tossing it away.

I had to chuckle at that and pointed to their pants. They each wanted the opposite pocket done, so I expanded Fred's right pocket and George's left. "If anyone asks, it's family magic."

The twins nodded. "Thanks for sharing it, Harry."

"I was going to give you a Tickle Trunk as a Yule present, so you were going to find out eventually anyway." I said and they gave me confused looks. "It's a magical trunk that's expanded on the inside and is full of different costumes, tricks, toys, and hand puppets."

Their eyes almost bulged out of their heads for a moment, they they hugged each other and started jumping up and down. "We can't wait!"

I snorted and laughed at their antics. "I'll put a rush on it and let you know when it's done."

They let each other go and glomped onto me and jumped up and down with me suspended between them. "You're the best, Harry!"

I swatted at their heads and hands to make them let me go. They laughed and messed up my hair before I could flee. The last I saw of them was them entering the room with Fluffy and they started singing. I shook my head at them and went to the Griffindor tower to go to bed, because I could check the mirror tomorrow. I easily avoided the Prefect patrols and made it to the common room.

"Oooo, someone's being a bad boy." Angelina's voice said as soon as she saw me.

"You wouldn't have it any other way." I responded and she grinned at me.

"What were you doing?" Katie asked me.

"I was easily destroying the traps and things in the third floor corridor that the headmaster warned us would cause a painful death." I admitted and the Griffindor Flying Foxes stared at me. Well, they weren't technically the flying foxes, because Katie hadn't joined the team yet. She would next week and she, Angelina, and Alicia would become the best chaser team in the whole school.

"Ladies, I think we need some privacy to hear all about this." Angelina said and Alicia and Katie nodded. The three of them stood and the two black beauties took my hands and Katie led us up the stairs to my room.

What followed was me telling them about my adventure and them having a great time during our first foursome. Thankfully, I had enough experience to handle the three of them at the same time and didn't leave anyone out of the fun. Boy oh boy, did we have a lot of fun. Who knew that girls would be so enthusiastic when they knew they couldn't get pregnant?

By the time we were finished and cuddled up in the bed together, with Angelina and Alicia at my sides and Katie on top of me, they were impressed by both my story and my stamina. I had handled it smartly and didn't just overpower everything, even if I easily could.

When I asked if they meant the series of traps or them in bed, they said both and then laughed. I laughed as well and gave each of them a lingering kiss, then thanked them for a wonderful evening and whispered goodnight. They looked quite happy and we all drifted off to sleep.

*

The abandoned classroom had several alert wards on it. One on the door if it opened. One on the floor if it was crossed, not to mention the layer of dust to show footprints. Even the spot in front of the mirror had an area ward that when crossed, sent an alert to the headmaster. So, I cheated again. I went to the next room and made a temporary doorway in the wall and levitated the mirror through.

Once I had it out of the room, I didn't take the chance of standing in front of it. I knew it couldn't compel me to do anything; but, heaven knows what Albus added to the thing if you stood in front of it to get the stone.

Again, I cheated. I stood to the side and only put my hand in front of it with an empty bag in front of it. The mirror didn't have a brain, so all it saw was something that wanted the stone and didn't want to use it, since a bag couldn't, and it dropped the stone into it. I put the bag into my storage space and levitated the mirror back to where it had been in the other room and removed the temporary doorway.

I technically didn't need the stone, since I could easily transmute metals on my own, thanks to the lessons from Tristain Academy. I was just stopping Dumbledore from playing his games. It did made me wonder why he was still going through the plan when Quirrell wasn't in the castle, though. You would think that if he failed to try and steal the stone earlier, things would have changed.

Oh, well. I thought and left the other classroom, cast a spell to put the dust back where my footprints were and evened it all out to hide that anyone was there, and went to lunch. I had a certain horny bookworm that was eagerly waiting to look at my copy of the Hogwarts Library Index Book.

After lunch, I quickly found out that Hermione could read from a levitated book and ride me like a bucking bronco at the same time. Both things she enjoyed immensely, too. Being pleasured and gaining knowledge could really get her off, apparently.

*

Suppertime was a quiet affair, even at the Griffindor table. I was getting a lot of inquiring looks, especially from a particular blonde at the Ravenclaw table. The look of disappointment and loss that crossed Daphne's face when our eyes met, told me all I needed to know about how far the rumors have spread.

I slowly stood and gained the attention of the girls seated around me. "Ladies, please excuse me for the evening. I have some contracted family business to attend to."

They all knew what I meant and nodded, even Hermione. She still had her nose buried in the index book and waved me away. I petted her head and she leaned into it slightly and kept reading. I walked around the Griffindor table and over to the Ravenclaw table.

"Heiress Greengrass, my apologies for interrupting your meal." I said and bowed slightly to her. "We have some family business to attend to and I would like to discuss it with you as soon as possible."

Everyone around us stared at us and my oddly formal way of speaking. Daphne opened her mouth to respond and I held a hand up to stop her.

"I would humbly request your answer be given in private, please." I said and she closed her mouth. "No one else needs to know the details of what our families agreed to when we were children."

Daphne nodded and whispered to her classmates that she would meet them back in their common room. She stood up and looked at me expectantly. I smiled warmly at her and walked around the table to offer her my elbow. She smiled back briefly and slipped her arm around mine and I escorted her out of the Great Hall.

I brought her up to the fourth floor and into an abandoned classroom, secured the door and silenced it, added a notice-me-not charm, and waved my wand at the rest of the classroom to vanish all of the dust and dirt. Daphne gave me a surprised look at both the casual use of magic and what I did to the door.

"Before you say anything, we were followed by 3 Ravenclaws, 2 Griffindors, and Tracey Davis from Hufflepuff." I said and Daphne's eyes widened. "The 2 Griffindors followed me."

"The gossips." Daphne said right away.

I chuckled and waved my wand at a chair. It floated over to us, changed into a comfy couch, and I set it beside us. Her eyes were quite wide now and I smiled and bowed as I sat her down primly onto it. I sat beside her and took one of her hands, then I gently held it and caressed it with my other hand.

"I told you at the station that you didn't have to feel guilty about not writing to me this summer, Daphne." I said and she blushed. "I bet Astoria yelled your ear off about it, too."

Daphne bushed harder and nodded. "She wanted to keep up our monthly letters, just so you wouldn't forget about us under your deluge of fan mail." She said and then sighed. "I thought it would be better to make you miss us, that way when you saw us on the platform, you would have greeted us more enthusiastically."

I stopped petting her hand and she stiffened slightly. "May I put an arm over your shoulders?"

Daphne looked shocked for a moment, then nodded.

I slid my free hand up her arm, over her shoulder, across her back, and rested it on her other shoulder. I pulled her into my side and her face went bright red again and she looked flustered.

"The flaw in your plan was two-fold. The first was that I couldn't greet you more familiarly than normal, because of the press and the public." I said and she sighed as she nodded. "The second was because you assumed I would be happy to see you and not be angry or upset that you ignored me."

Daphne stiffened again and she looked embarrassed.

I leaned in and kissed her cheek. "It's all right. I told you to not feel guilty about it."

Daphne had to take a full minute before she could compose herself. "But, you are upset about it."

"Of course I am. Anyone that's contracted to marry someone and has their sister convince them to ignore their betrothed for two months, would be upset." I informed her. "Wouldn't you be if my cousin Dudley convinced me to do the same to Astoria?"

"Yes, I... I would be." Daphne looked stricken and ducked her head. "I'm sorry, Harry."

I let her stew like that for about ten seconds, mostly because she wouldn't believe me if I spoke too soon. "I forgive you."

Daphne nodded and didn't lift her head to look at me.

"Where was Astoria, anyway?" I asked.

"My parents left her at home. They thought the massive crowds waiting to greet you would be too much for her." Daphne said, sadly.

I sighed as well. Even though I had healed Astoria when she was a baby, they never tried to get her checked out again, despite me asking them to let a qualified healer check her. It made me regret not adding that stipulation to the betrothal contract, not that her father would ever agree to it. The blood malediction curse was a family secret, after all.

"I suppose there's nothing to be done about not meeting her in person first." I said and Daphne stiffed again. "Please don't try to lord it over her when you tell her about this."

Daphne lifted her head and blinked her eyes at me several times. "I'm not sure what you mean."

I let her hand go and reached up to cup the side of her face. "I mean..." I leaned in and gave her a soft and tender kiss for several seconds. "...I should have kissed her first."

Daphne made a squeak sound and her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she fainted. I held her steady and stayed there until she woke up on her own. Her eyelids fluttered as she came back to consciousness and then she blushed again.

"Would you like to try that again?" I asked in a whisper.

"Y-yes, please." Daphne whispered back and closed her eyes.

I kissed her again and she kissed me back for almost ten seconds before she fainted again. It made me chuckle that she was brought up so restricted that a little bit of affection was overloading her. I didn't take it farther than that, considering her upbringing. Groping was not to be done until she was good and ready for it.

That made me think I probably should add a mistress or consort clause to the betrothal contract. If Daphne was this repressed, I would need to protect her from someone else trying to take advantage of her vulnerability.

As if she expected it, Hedwig teleported into the room with a small flash of light and hooted at me. I stifled my bark of laughter at her ordering me to hurry up and give her something to deliver and I created a missive to send off to the Greengrass family. Hedwig accepted it and teleported out of the room with another flash.

Upgrading her to use teleportation magic had been one of my better ideas. It also made her one of the fastest delivery owls in the world and she absolutely loved the power and prestige it gave her.

When Daphne woke up, I told her right away what I did to protect her and she made another squeak sound and fainted. I couldn't stop my laugh this time and it lasted for quite a while. I made her an amulet similar to mine, nearly identical to the one I gave to her sister and to Tonks, and put it over her neck.

After she woke up, Daphne saw the expensive spell-laden and enchanted pendant that I had given her. She blushed and put a hand on it, whispered her thanks, and voluntarily gave me a peck on the lips. She didn't even faint after being so bold.

When we left the room holding hands and I dispelled the spells on the door, the group of people waiting for us had reduced to only Tracey Davis.

"Did you do it?" Tracey asked excitedly before Daphne or I could speak.

"Yes." I said and she squealed like a stuck pig and started jumping around. "I agreed to offer her a consort clause to the marriage contract with her family. She kissed me on her own initiative afterwards."

Tracey looked like a punctured balloon that had just lost most of the air inside of it. "That's it?"

"For some girls, you can't rush these things." I said and gave Daphne a kiss on the cheek. "I'll leave you to talk to your friend in private."

"Thank you, Harry." Daphne said and gave my hand a squeeze before she let it go.

"Miss Davis." I said to Tracey and walked away. I had a few things to do, now that I had the famous Philosopher's Stone in my possession.