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Harry potter and the accidental casting. Chapter III.

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Ginny sat down on her bed and rubbed her tired eyes. It had been a long day. She stopped rubbing her face and stroked her hands together. The dragon skin gloves, which were an essential safety feature for herbology, care of magical creatures and occasionally potions, did not agree with her skin and were making her hands rough, dry and aged. Her fingers resembled her grandmothers and it seemed to be spreading upward toward her wrists. All the woman in her family had skin that was easily irritated by dragon hide, her mother had told her on her first day, ‘a little moisturiser an a good nights sleep will sort out any problems.’

Did she have any? Ginny could remember her mother buying a tub of moisturiser with the dragon hide gloves, but she hadn’t used it because her skin had never been irritated this badly. Ginny had worn her gloves for short periods, but today they were practically attached to her wrists. She had worn them for Herbology, Care of magical creatures and Potions, each lesson followed the other and such lengthy wear had taken its toll.

Ginny dived into her trunk and rummaged through her clothes. It was a real mess, very few of her garments were even folded. Her roommates had commented that she was quite messy, but that wasn’t totally true. Ginny was messy for a girl; but for a person who grew up in a house with seven men, her six brothers and her father, she was really quite neat. Her mother kept a decent house to say so many boys lived in it and had made a decent impression on Ginny.

There it was, a large blue glass jar stuck between a bra and a pair of socks. *Lady Malkins Moisturiser* the yellowed label read. Ginny smiled and pulled it from the trunk.

The thick grey liquid within smelled strongly of lime. Ginny read the instructions, you had to be careful with magical remedies, even when you’d grown up in a house full of them. Read the rest of this entry »

Harry potter and the accidental casting. Chapter II.

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Before she could go, Harry‘s hand shot out and grabbed her arm. “Wait.” He gasped. He slid off the bed and lay on the floor, never relaxing his grip and dragging Hermione down with him. “It’s fading. I can breath again.” His limbs began to move and he was regaining muscle control. He sat up and looked at Hermione’s concerned face. “I think you need to look at that recipe again.”

He started to laugh, but was interrupted. He fell back as another wave of pain shot through his body, but this one was deeper. More concentrated in one place. Hermione watched, helplessly as the effects of the potion took him. “Harry?”

He leapt to his feat, n obviously pain. He began thrashing at his robes, half pulling, half tearing them off.  “Too tight.” He yelled as he threw the black robes across the room and turned to his other clothing.

Hermione saw a bulge in his jeans, threatening to rip the denim and still getting larger. Harry yanked open to buttons and pulled away his jeans. “My god.” She gasped.

Harry’s boxers were ripped in two and through the torn material was a rapidly growing and hardening cock. Eight inches, and still gong. Harry collapsed to his knees and in obvious discomfort. Ten inches, slowing down, but still going. Hermione leapt over to his side, sweat was pouring down his face. Twelve inches, an inch and a half wide and was rock solid.

Harry lay gasping and stared at both Hermione and himself.  “The recipe is fine.” He finally gasped. “It’s just the use you need to look at.”

Hermione barely heard him, she couldn’t take her eyes off of his massive dick. Thick veins throbbed all along the shaft, and a drop of pre cum was sitting on the circumcised purple head. Her body had a natural reaction and she could feel her pussy demanding attention. Read the rest of this entry »

Harry Potter sex adventures.

Harry potter and the accidental casting. Chapter Ia.

Harry growled and tossed his quill onto the table. Hermione looked over with a disapproving look on her face. “Problems?” She asked, Harry nodded. “I can’t think of how to get this spell to work.”

Their homework was to either write an entirely new spell, or to find a new use for an already existing one. It was proving tricky for everyone.  “What exactly are you trying to do?” Harry shrugged his shoulders. “It’s complicated.” Hermione playfully slapped the back of his head. “Don’t give me that. Now come on, what are you trying to do.” She glanced at the book and skimmed at the section he was reading. *How to make an Invisibility cloak for dummies – so simple a squib can do it.* Hermione looked at him. “So what are you trying to make?” Harry sighed and shrugged his shoulders yet again. “I guess I watched too much, Lord of the Rings, over the summer.” Hermione thought about it for a minute, but before Harry could continue, it clicked. “A magic ring to make you invisible? You have been watching too much Lord of the Rings.” She laughed. “What makes you think that would work? Invisibility cloaks work by covering the person, its common knowledge that any item intended to bring invisibility to the wearer it supposed to be larger than the actual wearer.” She pointed to the first line of How to make an Invisibility cloak for dummies. “It say’s so right there.” Harry handed her his notes, a smile growing on his face.

Hermione glanced down and read what he was working on. An expanding magical field! It would mean that the magic would expend to the exact size of the wearer of the object. It was better than an invisibility cloak because you didn’t run the risk of snagging it on anything. It also meant that the size of the enchanted object was irrelevant. The thing that surprised Hermione most of all, was the fact that it could work. In a move that shocked Harry, she picked up the book and tossed it away. “This is amazing Harry. You’ve single headedly. Re-written every rule on making an invisibility object. What is causing you so much frustration?” Harry pointed again to his notes. “Look at the last line.” Hermione glanced down and read the sentence in detail. Power unstable. Object will not hold spell indefinitely.  “I see. Its like a battery, only has limited power.” Harry nodded. “The longest I’ve managed to get is about five minutes of use.” Hermione stared in surprise. “But that’s great, it’ll easily get you full marks on your homework.” But Harry was not satisfied. “I need more time. At least an hour.” He slammed his fist into the table, which made people around the common roof stare at them. Hermione nodded, Harry was not only thinking of his homework, but practically. He wanted to be able to use this object in the inevitable battles they always managed to get themselves into. It was a clever idea because an enchanted ring or bracelet was much easier to carry around than an invisibility cloak. She sighed and handed his notes back to him, this was a conundrum. She thought about it for a moment, was there a spell that could be used?  “I might have a few books you can use.” She muttered eventually. Harry’s eyes lit up and a smile twitched onto his face. “Really?” Hermione smiled and nodded.  “What’s the old saying? ‘You scratch my back’.” Harry sighed.  “What do you need?” Hermione, smiled. “I need a test for my project.” She asked nervously. Harry nodded.  “What exactly does your project do?” Hermione looked excited by the prospect of explaining something ‑ complicated.  “I was thinking practically, like you. Something we might also be able to use in a battle with Voldemort. It’s a potion that would make the drinkers skin impervious to penetration. Spell, knives, swords, even bullets if I got the mix right. I call it a Rock skin potion.” Harry was impressed, he knew Hermione had been working on something difficult, but what she’d done sounded almost impossible. “Why do you need me?” He asked, he suspected he might not like the answer, but he had to know. Hermione rubbed the back of her neck nervously and had a weak smile on her face. “In case anything goes wrong. I need to observe the affects in order to know how to modify the potion.” Harry was right, he didn’t like the answer. But he also wanted to figure out how to make his invisibility ring work and if she had the answer then it would save him hours, even days of research in the library.  “Fine. I’ll see you in my room in say, ten minutes?” Hermione nodded. “See you there.” Read the rest of this entry »

Harry Fucks Luna
By: Emptiness1

Note: This is after Harry comes back into Hogwarts through Aberforth’s Bar and into the Room of Requirement.

“Get under here,” Harry told Luna, pulling out the Invisibility Cloak and throwing it over both of them.
It melted away at his touch and they slipped outside. Harry glanced back and saw that it had resealed itself at once. They were standing in a dark corridor. Harry pulled Luna back into the shadows, fumbled in the pouch around his neck, and took out the Marauder’s Map. Holding it close to his nose he searched, and located his and Luna’s dots at last.
 “We’re up on the fifth floor,” he whispered, watching filch moving away from them, a corridor ahead. “Come on, this way.”
 They crept off.
“Yes, this is good,” Harry said while looking down at Luna’s dirty blonde hair.
“What do you mean?—I thought we were heading towards the statue of Ravenclaw” Said Luna confused as to what was going on.
“Well I have to admit I’ve had a crush on you for some time now. I’ve always found you very attracting.” Harry said quite uneasily.
“Wow really? Do you really mean that? What about Ginny and Neville?” Luna Said with a sound of wanting in her voice.
And at that moment Harry reached through Luna’s robes and into her panties to reach her wet pussy.
“You don’t seem to really care about Neville or Ginny Luna.” As a matter of fact, I think you want this as much as I do. Harry said with confidence in his voice. Read the rest of this entry »

DrawnSex presents:

    Since that night, Harry could not act like he usually could around Hermonie. Her shinning eyes, her firm ass, and lovely attire, was driving him insane. Hermonie had not told anyone else besides Ginny, (Harry and Ginny hook up in the 6th book at the end, lets see how this changes things…) and Harry had not even told Ron his best friend. The ups though, he felt like a Wizard king who could do no wrong but only without Hermonie around. Soon Harry began thinking about doing it again, but the problem was the spell he had used was nowhere to be found. The night he and Hermonie had sex he left it in the commenroom and found it gone when he woke up that morning.  Of course, Hermonie was not feeling the littlest of weirdness, she was actually much happier but still feuding with Ron. When Harry saw Ron these days, actually, all he really saw of Ron was his mouth on Lavender browns. So really the only good friend he still had, and she was a GOOD friend, was Hermonie.

     Ginny however was really looking at him a lot. While looking up potions for Snape he noticed how she was instead of writing her essay, looking at him. Staring mostly. He looked down at her skirt which had been slowly going higher and higher in response to Ginny pulling it up for him. She had no underwear on as he could see right to her hairless pussy. She quickly put it down if she didn’t realize she had done it and began writing her essay once more. Hermonie was out in the Library looking up books up the Half Blood prince again and Ron was probably out with Lavander leaving Harry to study alone. But today he had wonderful company, of Ginny.

  It was now spring and quite warm. The kids who had nothing to do had left and only some 1^st years remain along with Harry and Ginny.

  Harry notices some of her features too, her lovely red hair was enough to be boner inducing but that was just the tip of her head. She was filling in it looked like and only had maybe B cup tits, but from experience with Hermonie he didn’t car what size they where. She had a face of a angle and when she smiled you felt good too. Her body was well curved and had everything Harry would want to explore. Soon he really wanted that spell. What book he tried to think…what book.

  Suddenly he felt as if a heat wave had just gone over him. He felt his penis rapidly becoming hard as if he was about to orgasm right there. It didn’t of course but still he felt the need to masturbate right away. He got up and went to the boy’s room when Ron, Semus, and the other boy would not be. He also noted that Ginny and he would be safe up here. He picked up his bed, and pulled out a magic Vagina. It was a fake but felt real. All you did was stick your dick in it and ask it to suck, fuck, or be a asshole to fuck. He had never tried asshole before and turned it to that. Suddenly the door opened and closed as if the wind had made a mistake blowing it open. He quickly pulled his pants up over his large penis and went to investigate. He felt a presence and wondered if it was a ghost? A invisible clock? Nah he had the only one in the school. Right in his….where was it last he though. He had not used once that winter. Did Ron take it? Hermonie? Semus? Lavander?…GINNY? Read the rest of this entry »

The night was once again late. Ron had gone to bed like always and avoided Hermonie like the plague. Harry looked up from his Herb Homework and spotted Hermonie’s skirt, up farther then it should be. No panties were where they should have been. Harry, who had only dreamed of these moments from Wizard porn, was most interfered. He looked at Hemonies face and saw she was caught up in Runes for Experts. This was for her class tomorrow. It was about midnight and Hermonie was wide awake. He began to become boring with his book, anti-dark magic for young minds. He needed to study for tomorrows test but found more to study in Hermonies posture. She was in one of the lounge chairs in the common room, slightly leg wide but that slight look allowed full vision access for Harry.
He sat there wondering what it would feel like, his shaft for the first time tasting a women’s glory, and he got hard when he thought of that women being Hermonie. He heard a movement and saw a third year girl leave from the bathroom, they where alone for now. He thought of what he could do to her, fuck her right here, right now. End her over and penetrate both her holes, Harry wanted Hermonie bad and for a long time.
During this long time of thinking, Hermonie looked up, she saw him staring; «Harry! Don’t be a pervert, I don’t need two Ron’s.» «Hermonie! I wasn’t!» said Harry startled.
«Harry, now your Ron.»
«But Hemonie Nothing was showing! I was just thinking…»
«Of what? Wait, don’t answer that, I do not want to know.»
«Hermonie, just drop it.»
«Fine, just don’t do it again»
«Fine» answered Harry.
Harry, went back to his book ,but images of Hermonie, down on all fours with his shaft in her virgin ass were popping up, along with Images of Hermonie Spread wide for him.
He decided to get her in bed no matter what. Her body would be his.
He switched his boring book for a spell book and looked for a book to induce a mood of horneyness on Hermonie. He found on one spell that increased a girl’s sexual pleasure and another that caused its target to become wet and horny. He chose the latter and muttered the incantation under his breath. Hermonie was now starting to fall asleep and thought about going to sleep but she soon felt her pussy moist and tingling. She looked up to see Harry reading his book silently. Harry was quick to put his wand behind his Spell book so he could perform these spells in secret. He felt that the spell had worked so he did the next one which casued her to become even hornier.
«uh, um Harry? Could you excuse me?» asked Hermonie, her voice shaken.
«Can you give me a reason too?»
«Um, uh, its girl things, be right back.» Hermonie said as she retreated to the bathroom…

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