Ch: 2 [Potion's aftereffect]

[Ron's house]

Harry and Hermione arrived at Ron's house together. Last night they spent in an inn, fucking like rabbits. When morning came, they were too tired to continue their journey and decided to sleep until the evening. When they finally woke up, it was almost sunset. They hurried to the Burrow, but it took them some time because of the snow. As soon as they arrived, they were greeted by Molly, who welcomed them warmly.

"Oh, Harry... Hermione..." Molly said, looking at the two. "You two have been missing all day. Come on in, you two are freezing!" She grabbed them by their hands and dragged them inside.

Harry being the classic perv and horny teenager, his eyes fell on Molly's milfy big butt as imagined how her naked ass would jiggle when fucked doggy style. 'Should I use one of my love potions on her as well? Maybe add a little extra dosage of horny potion as well. Make her super thirsty for young, hung, and full of cum,' He thought.

Inside the house, Ron, Fred, and George were having their usual silly fun, except for Ginny, who was busy studying a book. Everyone seemed happy and excited. They are going to the Quidditch World Cup tomorrow morning and everyone was hyped about it.

Harry looked at Hermione. She was still wearing her long red dress. She smiled at him, which made him feel warm inside. It was a good feeling.

"Harry... Hermione?! Wow!" Ron was flabbergasted to see Hermione in such an elegant dress. While Fred and George just whistled from behind, Ginny narrowed her eyes and peeked over her book to get a good look at Hermione.

'That bitch! Harry is mine!' Ginny thought angrily.

"Close your mouth before you drool," Hermione said, laughing at Ron.

"Hey!" Ron protested, but he shut his mouth anyway. "I wasn't drooling or anything."

"Oh, you definitely were... Fred and George will confirm," Harry teased.

"No, I wasn't!" Ron denied as he turned toward his brothers, "You saw it right. I didn't drool, did I?"

"Yeah, you did," George said, nodding.

"I did not!" Ron shouted.

"You did," Fred agreed.

"Did not!"

"Did so."

"Did not!"

"Did not what?" asked a cheerful voice. Harry turned his head and saw Molly coming down the stairs.

"Mum!" Ron complained, "You ruined the argument."

"You weren't having an argument," Molly corrected, "You were bickering like children."

"No, we weren't!" Fred and George chimed in unison.

"You're supposed to be on my side," Ron grumbled.

"Sorry," Molly replied, "I can't lie. That's not a mother's job."

"Yeah, well, that's not fair," Ron grumbled.

Molly rolled her eyes. "Oh, please, dear, you should know that life is not fair," she said, patting his shoulder.

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[Later that night...] [After dinner...]

While everyone was having fun upstairs, Harry decided to stay downstairs with Molly and accompany the lonely lady. Arthur, her husband, won't be coming home tonight, since he was busy with some Ministry work, and considering how busy she always keeps herself with housework, Harry decided to give her company tonight.

The moment Harry joined her, Molly looked up from her knitting and smiled happily. "Oh, Harry. What are you doing here? Aren't you going to have fun upstairs?" She asked.

"Oh no, I think I'm good," Harry shook his head and replied. "Besides, you have been too busy with work and even now you are still working. So, I'm gonna spend some time with you."

Molly's heart melted hearing this from Harry. 'What an adorable young man he is,' she thought with a smile, feeling thankful inside. "Such a sweet boy," she remarked, then invited him to join her on the couch. As they settled down, they talked, laughing together about silly stuff.

"If you don't mind me asking, why are you knitting with your hands? I mean, don't you use a spell for that?" Harry asked after a while.

"Then I'll have nothing to do for the rest of the night, other than hearing them scream and fight each other," Molly giggled at her silly kids.

"Hehe," Harry chuckled as well, "Yeah, they can get pretty loud." He took out a bottle of potion from his pocket, "Here you go, a little something for you."

"Oh! A new potion?" She asked curiously. She was kinda excited about it because the last potion he gave her for her years-long ankle pain, worked wonders on it, though its aftereffects left her a bit aroused. She never thought she would start having sexual needs again. Ever since Arthur lost the ability to sexually satisfy her, she completely buried her sexual desires.

But after using Harry's potion, it seemed to have awakened her urges to fuck and she found herself wanting it more and more, especially when her hands unconsciously ran along her thighs, exploring her body. In the past, Arthur was very adamant about satisfying her needs. But now... he is pretty useless for her needs, making her even sadder.

"Yup! This one will take all your exhaustion away," He didn't exactly lie. It indeed works as he said, but the aftereffects will leave her horny as hell, like the last one. Well, then again, is there any perfect medicine that exists in this world that doesn't even have a tiny bit of side effects?

'That's not all though, for me, it's a chance to charm her even deeper,' Harry thought, his eyes lingering on her heavy D-cup tits that looked ready to spill from her robe. The sexy minx doesn't wear any bra underneath and she doesn't even realize this, probably due to her being quite preoccupied with a bunch of rowdy kids.

"Thanks, Harry. It's nice to see you care so much about me," Molly quickly accepted the little bottle and brought it to her lips, not caring about the after-effects, thinking that there wouldn't be anything much for it since the last potion was pretty harmless, minus the lust it triggered.

Harry's grin went wide, obviously, in his mind, as he watched her guzzling his potion, eager to witness how much craving it would induce in the Milfy vixen.

"Raspberry flavor?" Molly remarked after she took a swig from the bottle. "Oh! It's not like anything I have tasted before. I like it."

"Well, that's one of my specialties. I hate seeing bitter and gross-tasting potions, so I always try to make it taste fruity and light." Harry explained.

"Fruity and light?" Molly laughed, "I haven't seen any potion master talk in such a manner about his craft, so quirky. So, Harry, are you perhaps working on something new this time?"

"Yup. I'm working on a youth potion. Still looking for some ingredients, but I'll find them eventually. Keep it a secret, yeah?" He replied, giving her a finger on his lips, indicating her to not speak a word of this potion to anyone.

Molly found the gesture really cute, though, Harry himself realized a second after, how childish it sounded coming from him. However, Molly didn't seem to mind. Instead, she seemed very impressed by him, especially knowing how big of a deal youth-extending potions were, which was due to their incredible rarity in existence. They only exist in the legends and in the pages of old ancient books, but she could hardly believe a simple teenage boy in front of her was going to achieve a miracle, something most ancient wizarding families didn't even come close to.

She was surprised, to be sure, but also happy, very happy, if not extremely happy. Maybe, he will give her one if he succeeds and she will regain her youth again. Oh! How good would it feel, to have a young and beautiful body again, rejuvenating her long-departed vitality?

'Wait! How did he find the missing ingredient?!' Molly frowned a little. 'No one knows about that!' But her thoughts were interrupted as a wave of calmness spread through her body. All her exhaustion and pain flew out, leaving a refreshed Molly behind, but also making the potion's effect all the stronger, and thus, its aftereffect began to play its part, while her libido began rising slowly.

"Mummm~" Unintentionally, she let out a soft moan that surprised Harry, while also arousing his mind, hearing the soft erotic sound coming out from her seductively open mouth. Her robe wasn't even tied that tight anymore as it kept on exposing more and more of her milfy boobies.

Harry could see her hard nipples poking out of her nightgown.

"Are you alright? You look kinda red," He acted like an innocent teenager and touched her forehead, checking for fever.

His touch gave her goosebumps and Molly shook, almost feeling her body shaking a little.

Harry smirked a little inside, loving how easily he could control the vixen even more, with just his mere presence.

"Would you come outside with me for a moment, Harry," Molly stood up from the couch, "I want to show you something interesting."