Harry Potter and the Year of Growth Ch.6 (Harry Potter)

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Summary: Harry distracts Hermione in the library and makes it impossible for her to research what she wants to. Another girl gets pulled in by Harry.

A/N: Ended up finishing this instead of the Poll winner.

“How fascinating! Everything I’ve read so far just says that the Primus can satisfy multiple witches when a normal wizard usually has trouble with one.”

Harry was nodding uninterestedly, already bored of the information that was sort of pointless. Hermione had gone through multiple tomes already, and they all said the same thing. Primus equals an excellent time for a witch who was getting fucked. There was nothing else about them.

“This can’t be it, Harry. Why would there be a special label for someone like you if it just means you’re good at sex?”

Harry groaned in frustration, “I don’t care, Hermione! We’ve been at this for hours already. I could have been fucking you this whole time!”

Hermione rolled her eyes and stood up to turn her chair around before sitting back down. It was a little uncomfortable sitting this way since the backrest forced Hermione to reach around the chair to turn the book’s pages, but it gave Harry open access to what he wanted.

“Here you go, crybaby. You can fuck me while I read up on what you are.”

Harry’s eyes lit up in excitement. He jumped off the chair to stand behind Hermione and looked down at her arse. Harry thanked Merlin for the short skirts that the girls in Hogwarts wear. Hermione was almost popping out of the skirt with the way she was sitting. It had ridden up to reveal the bottom part of her arsecheeks, teasing Harry with what was underneath.

“Fascinating! Did you know that the drug Professor McGonagall mentioned is called ‘Ten Day Happiness?’

Harry reached down to squeeze Hermione’s arse softly before lifting her skirt up to reveal a tiny thong that barely covered her pussy. He rubbed his cock through his slacks before reaching into the opening at the front to pull it out.

“Harry? Did you hear me?”

“Huh?” Harry blinked and looked away from Hermione’s arse to see her staring back at him in annoyance, “Sorry Hermione, what did you say?”

Hermione rolled her eyes and scoffed, “Nevermind, just fuck me and get it out of your system.”

“Gladly,” Harry beamed and spread her firm cheeks to reveal the thin string of the thong that had disappeared between her arse. He impatiently pulled it to the side to reveal Hermione’s pussy and arsehole. Harry bent his knees and placed a hand on Hermione’s back for support as he swiped his cock up and down her lower lips, getting some of Hermione’s juices onto his shaft.

Hermione shifted slightly in anticipation as she turned the page to continue reading. While she loved fucking Harry, she might love reading even more. If she could somehow do both simultaneously, that would be the greatest thing since she learned that she was a witch.

Harry positioned himself at Hermione’s entrance before asking, “Do you think you can keep quiet? Madam Pince doesn’t like people making too much noise in here.”

With a short glance from the side of her eyes, Hermione said, “Well, we’re about to find out, aren’t we?”

Harry couldn’t help but smile as Hermione went back to reading that damned book. Wasting no time, he pushed his hips up and entered the heaven known as Hermione’s pussy. He moaned softly as he kept pushing his cock all the way in, refusing to stop until Hermione had taken all of his dick. When his crotch hit her soft arse, Harry finally looked up to see Hermione gripping the table tightly with one hand, and the other clamped over her mouth.

“Having a little trouble there, Hermione?”

Hermione’s brunette hair moved wildly when she shook her head to deny it. Harry gained a wicked look on his face when a thought popped up in his mind. He knew how much Hermione loved the library, and the best way to test that love was to fuck her brains out to see if she has the mind to keep quiet.

“That's good. You wouldn’t want to be banned from the library for being too loud.”

Hermione could only let out a muffled gasp when Harry gathered her shoulder-length hair into two separate tails, using them as reins to help pound into her pussy harder. Hermione struggled to keep up the facade of reading as Harry started to slam his cock into her willing pussy, using her body to sate his lusts without any care for keeping it discreet.

No matter how quiet Hermione was right now, she couldn’t really control the sharp smack of her jutting arse being beaten by Harry’s thrusting hips. Hermione’s bubble butt jiggled under Harry’s rutting, and he was well aware of it. He pulled Hermione’s head back by her hair to slam into her arse harder, making it bounce around even faster.

There was no way that their actions could possibly be hidden now. As Hermione took Harry’s massive cock inside her depths, she was vaguely aware that the sounds of their flesh smacking against each other had to be echoing throughout the library. Hermione could see it now, the brightest witch in her class banned from the center of knowledge because she was being fucked into a drooling mess.

Harry finally released the tight grip on her hair, but Hermione knew that he wasn’t going to slow down. She could tell from past experience that the next minute or so would be challenging for her active brain cells as Harry chased his pleasure. And she was right.

Harry pulled her off the chair to meld her back to his body. His hands didn’t stay idle as they cupped her perfectly-formed tits and started to rough knead them. Her muffled squeals turned into loud screams that filled the library as Harry pulled her hands away from her mouth. It only lasted a few seconds before he thrust his tongue deep into Hermione’s mouth to swallow the sounds.

The second that Harry forced her hands away from her mouth, Hermione had given up on the library. So what if she was banned? So what if one of her favorite staff, Madam Pince, looked at her with disgust? The library couldn’t give her mind-melting organs like Harry could, so fuck the library.

Harry’s hips blurred as his cock attempted to reshape Hermione’s pussy into a perfect cocksleeve. It wasn’t too long after when he felt his swollen balls clenching in preparation for the release of Hermione’s well-earned reward. With a muffled grunt into Hermione’s mouth, Harry hosed down the depths of her pussy in a flood of his cum, painting it white in his seed.

Harry’s thrusts dramatically slowed down to a few short pumps that released a large helping of cum every time the head of his cock entered the deepest part of Hermione’s pussy. She shuddered in Harry’s grip as she bonelessly slumped against his body. Harry never stopped playing with her tits or withdrew his tongue from her mouth, even with Hermione barely responsive after her orgasm.

After a few minutes, Harry pulled away from the kiss with a loud slurp, grinning at the vacant expression on Hermione’s face. After he pulled out of her pussy, Harry gently sat Hermione back down on the chair in a normal position after turning her around. He couldn’t resist stroking his cock when he looked at the vision Hermione was right now.

Her hair was completely disheveled, reminding him of how it looked before her growth. The clothes that barely fit her curves in the first place were missing buttons in crucial spots and rumpled to the point of destruction. The best part was Hermione’s drooling pussy, leaking cum onto the chair’s upholstery.

She had a small smile of satisfaction on her pretty face as she stared at Harry stroking his cock. If she was going to be banned, she might as well be banned for a reason to be proud of.

With a tired tone, Hermione said, “Still not done with me? How do you want me next? On the table? Or maybe against the shelves?”

Harry’s cock twitched in his grip. Those were all good ideas that he would love to explore in the future, but he didn’t have enough time for that. Harry could feel the silencing charm about to fail in a few minutes. Besides, he wanted to keep some excitement for the next time he railed Hermione in the library.

Harry shook his head, “Nothing so exciting, I’m afraid.”

After that statement, Harry walked towards Hermione till he was practically straddling her and pulled her face down to her leaking cock.

“Open your mouth, Hermione. I have one more treat for you.”

Hermione glanced up at him with amber eyes filled with lust and did as he asked. She opened her mouth as wide as she could with her tongue hanging out, acting as an invitation for Harry to fill her mouth with his spunk. And that was exactly what Harry did.

The first shot was a little off-center, so it splattered on the edges of her lips, but the rest was perfectly deposited into Hermione’s open mouth. Harry continued to shoot cum into her until it had filled her mouth to the brim with a pearly lake of fluid. His cock twitched and shot another string of cum that landed on her chin, making Hermione look like a complete slut. She looked to have taken the load of multiple wizards into her mouth at once.

After a few seconds of Harry staring into Hermione's unwavering eyes, he ordered, “Swallow.”

Hermione closed her mouth as her throat visibly gulped down the massive load of cum in her mouth. She shivered at the feeling of Harry’s warm jizz sliding down into her stomach. Thank Merlin that it somehow tasted so good.

After sucking in the cum around her mouth, Hermione realized something, “Wait… why haven’t we been kicked out yet? There’s no way that nobody heard us fucking.”

“Scilencing charm,” Harry answered with a smirk, “I can’t believe that Hermione Granger would let me fuck her when the library was on the line.”

Hermione rolled her eyes and looked away with a flush. She didn’t want to admit that she had written off the library in favor of his cock. She looked at the book that she had been reading and had a suspicion that Harry would eventually interrupt her again with another pounding.

“Whatever… let’s go back to the dorm Harry. I’ll research this later.”

Harry quirked a brow, “Hmm? You sure?”

“Yes,” Hermione nodded firmly. Harry thought it was amusing when she still had her bossy tone while leaking his cum.

Hermione attempted to get up to reshelve the books she was reading but realized that her legs had the strength fucked out of them. With a pouting look, Hermione said, “Could you help me clean up? It’s the least you could do after what you did.”

With a laugh, Harry waved his wand to erase all signs of their frantic fucking. The two eventually left the library, with Hermione having to be practically carried out.

[Break]

Harry had a surly look on his face as he walked the halls of Hogwarts the next day. It had been one of the rare times he could be seen without Hermione by his side, but she had escaped to the library and forbidden Harry from joining her. In her own words, “Harry, I can’t have you fucking me into a drooling slut for you when I try to study!”

It’s not like he could help it. Who told Hermione to grow into such a hot witch if she didn’t want to be fucked constantly. Nonetheless, Harry made sure to give her a good helping of cum to tide her over, so her eyes didn’t wander while he wasn’t next to her.

He tried to look at the bright side of this. While his favorite witch wasn’t with him, Harry could pick a new one to fuck. There was a certain witch that he had in mind, and if Harry could get her, this day would turn around.

He entered the Great Hall to see it filled with students that were either eating or flirting. Harry’s eyes zeroed in on the witch he had in mind and strode over boldly.

After taking the empty seat next to her, he said, “Hey, Parvati!”

The dusky-skinned witch turned around, and her eyes lit up, “Harry! I was looking for you!”

“Really?” Harry asked in confusion, “Why?”

Parvati looked at him like he was an idiot, “Do you know how loud you and Hermione are? I want some of that too.”

Harry smiled in delight and cleared his throat, “Well… I may have some conditions.”

With a knowing smile, Parvati drawled, “I wonder what it is.”

Harry awkwardly looked away from her as he said, “Well, you know, I thought maybe your sister could join us?”

“Hmm,” Parvati’s smile grew wider, “I don’t know if you’re good enough to handle both of us. How about this, fuck me like you do Hermione, and if it meets my expectations, I’ll get Padma to join us.”

Harry mentally fist-pumped, “You have a deal!”

As he ran out of the Great Hall with Parvati behind him, Harry noticed Daphne looking at him with hunger in her eyes. He was tempted to pull her along, but Harry decided that it would be best if he put all of his effort into fucking Parvati stupid. It would be great if Daphne was there, but it would be far better if Padma eventually joined. Who the hell would pass up on a chance with hot twins.