Company's Coming

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Rating: NC17
Genres: Romance
Relationships: Harry & Hermione
Book: Harry & Hermione, Books 1 - 6
Published: 12/10/2005
Last Updated: 12/10/2005
Status: in_progress

Harry is Hermione's study partner for Auror training. Pure smut once you get past the initial set up! This is my first one so please review!!! :) :)

Chapters

1. Company's Coming

1. Company's Coming

Company's Coming

Hermione trudged into the flat with her feet dragging.

`I don't know what I was thinking…. Studying to be an Auror' she thought. At the time it had seemed like the perfect idea. She had been great at all her studies at Hogwarts after all, but practical application was much more difficult. She always supposed she would get better with time. It didn't help matters that she'd been paired with Harry to help study. It was all a bit demeaning.

She noticed that Ginny's knapsack was not at the door so she was blissfully alone, perfect. Hermione stalked into the kitchen intending to conjure a pot of Earl Grey. `That's just what I need' she exclaimed to herself `a cup of tea and a nice brainless saucy romance novel.'

Hermione was startled by an audible yawn coming from the rear hall of the small flat. Despite her training she admitted that some things still frightened her a bit. Her momentary paralysis was broken as a strange man walked into the kitchen. That a strange man should walk into the kitchen was not altogether out of the ordinary, however, as this man was clad only in hot pink silken panties, it was all a bit odd.

“Uh, Hello Hermione!” Ginny called from behind the bronzed chest.

“Well, Hello Ginny” Hermione replied attempting to peer around the mountain of flesh blocking the entry.

Trying not to eye the strain on the silken panties Hermione stammered “Um Ginny, might I have a word with you?”

“Sure” Ginny responded unaware of Hermione's tone “Jeremy, be a dear and make me some eggs while I'm gone”

Hermione heard the smack of flesh on flesh that made her reasonably certain that Ginny had just slapped the fellow's arse. As they left the kitchen Hermione glanced back to see that the hot pink panties were, in fact, a thong.

“Ginny” Hermione began with a smile accented with gritted teeth, “You can't keep bringing blokes here and letting them run `round naked. It's not decent!”

“You're just jealous” Ginny retorted.

Hermione was dumbstruck but managed to squelch “I WHAT!”

“Hermione you haven't had a fellow in this flat since you and Ron broke up 2 years ago!”

“That's ridiculous” Hermione sniffed enraged “I simply don't drop my knickers for every bloody man who crosses my path!”

“That because no man crosses your path Hermione. You practically have a glowing sign that reads `Keep Out' plastered across your ruddy forehead!” Ginny roared.

“ I have you know I'm having a man over tomorrow and you would do well not to be here!”

`Of course it's only Harry' Hermione thought.

Ginny gave a little clap and a syrupy smile reminiscent of Delores Umbridge and walked away to her room.

“Well that conversation went well” Hermione grumbled. Her thirst for tea had ended, as had her desire to be around Ginny so she retreated towards her room. As she entered the hall she heard a rapid, regular banging that could only mean one thing…a silencing charm would be necessary to ensure her any sleep tonight.

Hermione emerged from the silent tomb of her room with little remembrance of last night's conversation. Looking at the clock she was thrilled to note that her first practical was still 3 hours away. That was more than enough time to run some errands at the new Galinda Parkway Shopping district. Apparently the Weasley twins had opened a new shop there, she intended to stop in to say `hello'. As she ate a breakfast of dry toast Hermione occasionally picked up her quill to jot down items she planned to purchase.

“Ughhh……” Hermione started as Crookshanks tumbled into her lap and upsetting her bit of parchment. “Oh, sod it, I'll figure it out when I get there” she said aloud tossing her quill and parchment. Crookshanks cocked his head in agreement and presented his tummy for a quick scratch.

After a shower Hermione dressed to apperate. She found that it was easier to do when wearing close fitting clothes. In no time she was at the head of Galinda Parkway surveying the array of stores. Nearby was a map of the facility. Hermione gave her wand a flick toward the map uttering “pyrolingua” (Pie Ro' Ling wa) which emblazoned the names of the stores she needed to visit.

One hour later she loped into Abigail Adams Accoutrements, a new store previously only in Salem, Massachusetts. They carried an unusual array of items that were drawing quite a bit of attention. Hermione thumbed through the volume titles, lingering perhaps a bit too long at the Mr.Merlin romance series. Each cover hawked a more scintillating tale than the one before. Hermione was broken from her reverie by a jolt as she bumped into the broad shoulder of an unnoticed man. It was only a split second later that Hermione realized who it was.

“Oh, Hi Harry!” she said nervously while haphazardly returning a title to the looming shelf.

“Hi Hermione, you don't have class till 11:00 either huh?” Harry returned.

“No, just wanted to check out the new shop”

“Yeah, me too”

“Find anything interesting?”

“Well, yeah they have a great collections of Hex manuals” Harry offered.

“Fancy that!” her voice quivered. For some reason Hermione was finding herself growing more and more anxious.

“Looking forward to practice tonight. Are we still on for 7:30?”

“Yes, that's perfect!” she replied.

They departed and Hermione noticed that she was visibly flushed although she couldn't begin to imagine why.

When she returned home to drop off her packages it was evident that Ginny had gone for the day. She had left behind a small book and a handwritten note. The note read “For your evening activities, enjoy, I'll want details!” Hermione rolled her eyes and spied the title of the book “101 Contraceptive Charms for the Responsible Witch”. Hermione giggled a bit as it occurred to her that Ginny remained unaware that Harry was the man visiting tonight to simply do homework. She giggled again and left for class.

At 5:30 Hermione arrived at home tossing her wand which emitted a brief green spark upon landing on the end table. Hermione fell across her bed to shut her eyes for just a moment before Harry's arrival.

The sleepy thought of Harry's visit made Hermione sit bolt upright in bed at 6:30. Suddenly she thought her hair looked too fly-away and her complexion too splotchy. Her skin was too dry and she's had eaten too many biscuits while sitting depressed and alone lately. “What is wrong with me! Its just Harry, who cares” but with growing hysteria she decided to have another shower.

At the last minute she decided to shave. After a time of primping and cursing her hair into place she sighed, resigned to the fact that she couldn't get thinner or prettier before Harry's arrival.

“Forget it, there is nothing else you can do at this point” she said aloud.

She chose a simple cotton skirt and a sleeveless V-neck blouse. After a quick check in the mirror she headed out to the living room.

“Oh!” Hermione startled “You're here!”

“Yes, I just let myself in, hope you don't mind” Harry replied

“Well yes, why didn't you come get me?”

“Actually I heard you talking and thought you may have company in there.”

“Me, Merlin No, I suppose I was talking to myself” Hermione admitted as red crept into her cheeks “No bother” she continued. “What do you want to work on first?”

“Well I thought we'd begin with something simple, maybe some blocking spells?” Harry offered.

Hermione looked around. A survey of the room revealed typical Ginny with a huge mess strewn about in the living room. Hermione motioned toward her room which was, or course, irritatingly tidy.

“Sorry Harry, I forgot to have Ginny clean up the rubbish. It would take as long to conjure it clean as to do it muggle fashion. I've gotten used to it.”

“No problem,” he replied while crossing the threshold of her bedroom. Hermione always felt her room was spacious and comfortable but at this moment the walls appeared to be closing in around them.

Harry stacked her bed pillows against the right wall to block should she fall.

“OK, ready” he said. Hermione noticed he had set his wand aside to wipe his palms which were apparently sweating. She gazed upon him standing there in her room. A devilish secret thought brought a smile to her face. While continuing the private fantasy she failed to block Harry's hex. She was flung back onto the waiting pillows.

“Uphh..” she stammered.

Harry rushed forward to help Hermione up. The feel of his hot breath on her neck made her woozy.

“OK, again?” he nodded

Hermione regained herself and sufficiently blocked the next several spells.

“Shall I get us something to drink?”

“Sure, what do you have?”

“A '74 Merlot from Chateau La Plage a Jeanne, Fleur gave it to me.”

“Perfect”

She returned with a bottle and two elegantly curved goblets. After a brief intermission they worked at various hexes and curses. Hermione did well but remained distracted.

As fatigue set in her reaction time slowed. Again Harry cursed her into the stack of cushions where she landed with silent giggles. Harry hurried over to help her, as it was evident that she had no intention of getting up. Hermione shivered as Harry's face neared hers when he leaned over. Unexpectedly, even to her, she pulled up and gently licked at his upper lip with her small pink tongue. Harry's surprise was nothing compared to Hermione's fear of rejection.

Harry searched her eyes as if reading tea leaves. Rather than thinking too hard about what might happen, they silently decided to let their bodies lead. As Harry lowered himself toward Hermione again he saw her tongue emerge again. This time to trace a gentle line across the edge of his lower lip. Harry let out a short groan as he became more and more aroused by the visage of her lying back across the pillows and the feel of her tongue rubbing along his lips. Harry was fully hovering over her now, bracing himself with his hands on the stack of plum pillows. Harry was afraid to move at first, a bit fearful that he would be too forward and Hermione would shy away. That thought was dashed as Harry felt Hermione slink her long naked arms up and around his back and pulled him down, close on top of her. Harry felt the small spikes of her nipples pressing into his chest. As Hermione's arms and legs vined themselves around Harry's prostrate body, he clamped his mouth down over hers. They kissed soft at first by with growing firmness. Hermione felt that something else was indeed growing. With her legs twined around Harry's she could feel the bulge, hot and pressing, against the confines of Harry's all-to-tight jeans. Hermione felt his tongue penetrating her glossed lips and gently searching her mouth. Instinctually she arched her head back and exposed the soft skin of her neck. Harry pulled away from her lips and dragged his able tongue down her chin and came to a stop on her neck where he began to gnaw and suck. All the while Hermione ran her hands over and over his back until at last she grasped the hem and heaved his shirt skyward. Harry drew away from Hermione's neck as his shirt passed by his head on its way to the floor. When he reached for her he found her lips again. Harry's hand searched up her arching back and slowly made its way to the front of her sheer blouse. Hermione moaned into his mouth as he flicked his course thumb back and forth against the peak of her hard nipple. Harry worked his hand up her blouse and peeled down the cup of her bra palming the soft pink mound. He kneaded it and continuing to rub his thumb against her nipple. Meanwhile his mouth enveloped hers in wonton kisses. Hermione felt her chest would explode from the sensation. Harry released her lips and nipple to pull the blouse over her head. Harry couldn't move for a moment; he just sat back on his heels and looked at her. Stared down at her, never having fully appreciated how beautiful she was. Harry's vision was blurred by a light stroke of a hand against his swollen pants. He sucked in a gasp. Harry reached round behind her and with a casual flick of his hand her mint green bra fell to the floor exposing her perfect breasts. He started again for her chest but this time his mouth met the plump rise of her nipple. His tongue traced laps around the painfully hard nipple and soon he moved to access the other. Hermione struggled to maintain herself but quickly realized it was one battle she would blissfully lose.

Neither spoke; the only sounds remained those of groaning and sucking intermingled with breathy sighs. Hermione felt the urgency of the hard heat against her legs as Harry straddled her. A childhood of karate lessons paid off as Hermione nimbly pinwheeled her legs and flipped Harry onto the waiting pillows. His face read astonishment as his head settled back.

Hermione began lowering herself onto Harry's lap. Harry yelped as she rubbed against him. As she walked her hands forward on the pillows Harry was aroused further by the sight of the small pendulums of her breasts as her nipples grazed their way up his naked chest. Reaching down he cupped one in each strong hand as Hermione outlined his lips again with her tongue. Finally her tongue shot into his mouth. Harry caught his hand in her hair pulling him harder on top of his body. He caressed her face gently as he continued to feel the tantalizing nipples trace patterns against him. Harry reached his hand back down to fondle and rub her breast and then his hands began to journey once more. Hermione rhythmically grinded against him. He stopped at her waist and slid down to the short hem of her loose skirt. His palms rubbed under he skirt over her ass, grasping and pushing, encouraging her to pump harder.

Suddenly Hermione began a descent away from Harry's mouth. She kissed a wet trail down his chest, lingering to suck at his small nipples. Down she went past his strong stomach coming to rest just above the waistband of his jeans. Hermione looked up into Harry's eyes as she used her palm to rub steadily across the rise in his crotch while her teeth sought to release the top button with a loud snap.

“Good thing I don't like belts” Harry couldn't help adding with breathy laughter. Hermione smiled slyly as her small white teeth found the zipper and pulled steadily downward. Harry gasped as Hermione's nose trailed down the top of his rock hard penis. She continued to work her way down grabbing the waistband of his boxers and jeans, tugging them down. When they were off Hermione started back up to Harry's fully naked form. Harry's eyes widened; thinking that now the he was free her tongue could roam unhindered. She did not, however, stop at his throbbing penis, instead she passed it altogether and opted to kiss his stomach some more. Harry's confusion was brief as sensation struck him. As she licked up and down along his stomach the firm mounds of her breasts stroked up and down either side of his bulging penis. If became firmly wedged serving to arouse him further as he realized Hermione's breasts were jacking him off. A flicker of a smile crossed her lips. Finally when it seemed Harry couldn't handle it any longer Hermione started licking her way south again. This time she ran her tongue up and down the stiff shaft. When she grabbed it at the base with her small hand Harry let out a long guttural groan. As she lowered her mouth toward the shaft Harry tipped his hips to meet her open mouth, thrusting as her lips closed over it. Up and down she worked while maintaining the perfect mixture of suction to keep Harry too weak from pleasure to move. Occasionally Hermione pulled her mouth completely off and then popped her lips back over the mushroom shaped head. Harry shuddered and closed his eyes trying hard not to thrust his penis through the back of Hermione's mouth. While he wanted this to continue he wanted something else more…

Harry grasped Hermione's shoulders and tugged her toward his face. Even upon reaching his lips her hands continued to stroke the dancing shaft. They broke contact as Harry started to rise.

“We're not doing this on the floor” he whispered punctuated by a kiss. Standing there face to face Harry slide his hand up Hermione's long tan thigh to find the top of her panties.

He ran his hand inside the mint fabric cupping her butt. Harry slithered his hands down as the panties fell to Hermione's feet. As she stepped out of them she felt Harry's hand stroked at the soft brown curls he had exposed. Gently he nudged his middle finger into the fold of her flesh. Hermione widened her stance a bit as Harry kissed her and began rubbing at the wet slit. Harry thrust her onto the bed with her legs hanging off the edge at the bent knee. Harry further eased her legs open licking at the inside of her thigh. Hermione held her breath as Harry licked his way to the long pink fold. As he tentatively inserted his thankfully long tongue Hermione let out her breath with a high pitched sigh. Harry smiled inwardly to himself at the sight of Hermione bunching a fist full of her perfectly tucked blankets. He licked up and down drinking her in and stopping to flick at an area just near the top of the parted flesh. He smiled as Hermione's toes began to curl and he knew he had found the spot. Her hands felt down her body and found Harry's head shoving it further. He was happy to oblige her as he licked and sucked with more urgency. Harry could tell that Hermione was near climax as her groans and breath came rapidly. Her hips hypnotically rushed up to meet his face. Suddenly her back arched sending her butt off the bed as she screamed. Harry felt the contractions of her orgasm on his buried tongue. Seconds later she came to a stuttering halt. Breathing heavily the last effects of the orgasm racked her legs causing them to shake gently as Hermione pulled Harry toward her face. Kissing him she could taste herself on his lips. As he lay a top her kissing and nuzzling, his long, neglected shaft continued to pulse.

Harry again began to kiss down to Hermione's ample breasts when he felt her hand close around the shaft and guide it toward the wet welcoming gap. His shock was shortlived as he buried his penis into Hermione's perfect body. Fearful that he was tired Hermione flipped in again.

“You've got to quit bloody doing that” he said with a weak smile. Hermione grinned and begin rocking her hips up and down. Harry reached up for the breast swinging before his face. Hermione rode like an expert gaining speed. She heard Harry whimper as he neared climax. He squeezed her nipples until she was sure they were bleeding. Hermione pumped and pumped as ecstasy settled over both of them. She remained on top of him until the last tremors ended and they settled into a passionate, yet tired, kiss.

They rested a while lying in each other's arms until urgency hit them again. Hands and tongues started to wander…..

“Oh, wait just a sec, I'll be right back” Hermione said. Harry watched as her naked body streaked from the room only to return a moment later with a small book.

Morning broke with light flooding in the small window. Harry glanced over to see Hermione still sleeping; her long tan legs rested above the sheets as if to invite Harry's roaming hands. With strength he refrained and simply kissed Hermione's parted lips. She awaked and smiled as she stretched. In doing so a nipple peeked its way from under the pastel sheet. Harry could no longer resist the urge and began to suck gently feeling the nipple come to attention against his tongue.

Hermione giggled and half-heartedly pushed him way.

“Don't, I've got to be at class in an hour!” She squealed.

“Well, that leaves us about 59 minutes.” He smiled “Besides, I think we got in some pretty good practice last night” he said before enveloping her waiting nipple again.

He sat up and together they surveyed the room.

“It looks like a small war went on in here” Harry said with a sly smile.

“ It did, and you Mr. Potter, finally lost a battle!” she exchanged.

Reaching down Harry plucked a pair of mint panties from the floor.

“Miss Granger, these are yours I presume?” He said with a knightly flourish.

“No, no, no…back up” he said shooing her away “I got into your pants lets see if I can fit into your knickers”

“Harry James Potter, you silly git!” she said with a mocking angry tone.

Harry pranced about; the size of the panties made the renewed bulge he restrained seem even longer.

“I'm going to get a cup of tea, would you like some?” Harry asked.

“Yes” Hermione replied

Harry left the room clad in only the mint panties and padded into the hall, with that Ginny's door began to open. She stood stock still, mouth agape as Harry whisked back toward the bedroom with two steaming cups of Earl Grey. Ginny remained there as Harry disappeared into the recesses of Hermione's room and kicked the door closed. Hermione immediately cracked the door and poked her head around the edge. Ginny barely flinched as Hermione chucked something out the door muttering “Thanks love”

As the door clicked shut again Ginny looked down at to see “101 Contraceptive Charms for the Responsible Witch” was accompanied by Ginny's own copy of “The Karma Sutra for the Wily Witch” with many, many recently dog eared pages.

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