Magic Wands so to speak(A Harry Potter story) by Zatch
Dive into a world of enchantment and desire with “Magic Wands So to Speak.” Join Zatch as they weave a tantalizing tale set in the captivating universe of Harry Potter, where magic meets seduction. Uncover hidden desires and spellbinding encounters that will leave you breathless. Get ready for an erotic journey that pushes the boundaries of pleasure!
This is my take on Harry Potter and friends.
This is my first story so please feel free to comment. It was late at night towards the end of July, still a few days until Bill and Fleur’s wedding. The whole Burrow was quite, almost. Within the attic, a Silencing Charm upon the room, if anyone was in the room they would hear the small moans and loud smacking sounds of and eager 17 year old wizard Ron Weasley slurping, sucking and licking away at the usually modest Hermione Granger.
She was moaning and whimpering, her hips bucking and tossing like a crazed bronco. It had started off innocently enough, Ron slipping silently out of his room and Hermione apparating from the room she shared with Ginny. They were just snuggling on an old cot used when more family members stayed at the small house. They started kissing and one thing lead to another until they got here. Hermione started moaning wildly, risking breaking the Silencing Charm on the room.
She grabbed Ron’s head, holding it tight to her spasming pussy, arriving at her first orgasm of the night. After a few moments she released her hold on Ron’s head. He looked up at her, her juices dripping from his chin. When she regained her composure, she looked back down at him.
“Oh my god! If I knew you were this good…How did you learn all this? Was it with Lavender?” she asked knowing that the whole episode with Lavender made Ron feel extremely bad and want to continue to make it up to her. “No, actually…like I’ve told you before, nothing happened between us. As to where I learned, you’re not the only one who knows how to study.” he said with a chuckle.
“Oh, really, since you mentioned it I have been studying some things since the end of semester last year. Muggle libraries have much more detailed books on sex and love making as opposed to the Wizarding libraries that concentrate on using spells and potions. And to answer your next questions, yes I have been going through those too.” He smiled up at her and she grabbed his shirt collar pulling him back up, locking her lips with his, almost magnetically.
She then flipping him over so she was lying on top of him, with a wicked smile on her face. She licked down his chest and abdomen, undoing his pants and sliding them off. Ron’s breathing increased, watching anxiously for her to continue. She was kneeling between his legs, gently tracing the outline of his erection with her fingernails.
He growled, “Please stop teasing me!” She smiled that mischievous smile again, “Well I guess you have earned something…” She reached out and slid his boxers off, his cock jumping out at her. She saw it and looked up at Ron, “My goodness Ronald, I guess your height isn’t the only thing that increased over the summer.” She grabbed his 8 inches and started to slowly rub her hands up and down the entire length. He groaned obviously enjoying the treatment she was giving him.
She leaned down cautiously, gently lowering her mouth over the head. He moaned even more when he felt her hot, wet tongue swirling around his cock head. She began to slowly take more into her mouth, gagging slightly when the head hit the back of her throat. She got over that quickly and began to deep throat his piece of meat. It only took a few minutes and Ron began to blast his cum into Hermione’s accepting mouth, swallowing every drop.
She slid back up his body and began kissing him again, preparing to continue their pleasure when a loud knocking, pounding really on the front door was heard. Hermione gasped, “Harry’s here, we need to get back to bed. She quickly gathered their clothes, re-dressed and returned to their rooms just as Mrs. Weasley ran down the stairs to the door. Harry walked in carrying one end of his trunk; with Lupin carry the other end. She grabbed him and pulled him into a tight rib-breaking hug.
“Harry, how are you? You look so thin, have the Muggles been underfeeding you?” “No Mrs. Weasley, I’m fine.” he said not wanting to tell her that he hadn’t been with the Dursleys since he turned 17. He had been traveling around, accompanied by Lupin for most of his trip. He had found a lead on one of the Horcruxes that Dumbledore had told him about. Unfortunately though it turned out to be a dead end, the item not actually being Helena Hufflepuff’s cup, like they had thought.
‘Remis, good to see you, been keeping Harry out of trouble?” “It’s actually the other way around, Molly. Harry had saved me a few times, brewing the wolfs bane potion for me.” “Has he really?” she asked excitedly, “That’s quite a difficult potion.” “I thought the Professor helped me back in third year against the dementors, I thought it was only fair that I find some way to help him.” “Well Harry you must be quite a Potion-maker.
You seemed a bit exhausted after you’re trip, I’ll go set up a bed for you in Ron’s room. She hurried off to make up the bed and Harry turned to Lupin. “Thank you Harry for not telling Molly the whole story, she might have been very angry at me.” “Professor, I had to help. I’d known that I might run into you so I started studying the potion, just in case.
The one I gave you was the first successful batch.” “Still I have to thank you, I don’t know what would’ve happened had you not come along to stop me.” “Don’t mention it.” he said stifling a yawn. Mrs. Weasley came back and saw that, “Off to bed with you Harry.” “Yes ma’am.” he said without argument, trudging up the stairs.
She turned to Lupin, “You know Tonks has been asking about you almost daily, she’s quite worried about you.” “Yes I know Molly; I’m actually on my way to see her. Give my regards to Arthur, goodnight.” He walked out the door, disappearing into the night. Harry awoke the next morning to an all too familiar sound; it was Hermione and Ron, arguing again as usual. He sat up in bed looking over at them sitting on Ron’s bed waiting for him to wake up.
“About time sleepy-head,” Ron said laughing at Harry’s bed head. “Well honestly who can sleep with you two arguing. Do I dare ask what it is about this time?” “No, it’s not a big deal Harry,” Hermione said. Mrs. Weasley has lunch waiting for you then you and Ron have to go for your apparition tests.” “Oh!” Ron groaned remember his last test attempt. She looked at him, “Come on then Ron, I’ve seen you practicing and you have it down, just relax and stay calm.
You can do it.” They trudged off down the stairs while Hermione went to check what was keeping Ginny. She walked into the room quietly and heard a strange almost squishy sound. She walked around the corner and found Ginny masturbating. She turned bright red and pulled the blankets up over her head when she saw Hermione walk in, catching her in the act. Hermione walked over and pulled the blanket down, looking down into Ginny’s embarrassed face.