Ch: 1 [Love Potion]

AN: Recovered this one from my long-forgotten old HDD. I was clearing out the garage and found that HDD tugged inside a bucket along with some old Cds, don't ask what CDs. I'm gonna check them out in private for some research purposes. It's just a smut sex-filled fanfic with some good scenes and fights that I wrote way back. I don't even remember when. Just need some editing. Enjoy it on the side. And no, it isn't the upcoming Harry Potter ff.

Synopsis: Harry Potter is a pervert potion maker in this story. Timeline before the Goblet of Fire or somewhere around that area. I don't remember. But since you know the patreon rules, everyone is 18 and above. 😅😅 This will be available for all tiers.

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“Come in,” said Harry, waving at the doorway behind Hermione’s back.

“Hello?” she said, stepping inside, “what did you want me to come up here for?”

“Well, I thought we could get away from all the noise down there, have a chat about what we plan to do for Christmas…” Harry said, fumbling for words. He had never really been any good with girls. So, he mastered potion making, and let's just say, he has a unique power.

“But anyway, please, take a seat and let me get us some water!” he said, darting over to the sideboard.

He returned quickly with two glasses of water. Hermione took hers and thanked him, taking in a big gulp. As soon as she swallowed, Harry saw her eyes widen as her heart began beating wildly in her chest.

It worked! Harry thought, grinning to himself. Amorentia truly was the world’s best love potion, its effects lasting twice as long and being five times stronger. It also had no known antidote.

“I- I- I think I should go,” Hermione stuttered, putting down the empty glass. She looked flushed and her hands were shaking uncontrollably.

“Oh, don’t go! Stay a little longer,” Harry cooed, moving closer to her, “we can talk about Christmas plans, or anything else you want.”

“No… I think I really should go. I don’t feel well,” Hermione muttered, looking around nervously.

Harry moved even closer to her, so close their bodies were almost touching.

“Please stay,” he whispered. His breath smelled of mint and it sent shivers down Hermione’s spine. She felt her heart racing faster and faster, blood rushing through her veins as if they were going to burst.

Harry gently placed a hand on her shoulder, sending another wave of electricity through her body. She couldn’t move anymore, feeling herself getting weaker and weaker by the minute.

“Please stay,” Harry repeated, slowly moving his other hand towards her face. He brushed a stray hair out of her eyes before cupping her chin in his hand.

Hermione was completely lost, unable to control herself anymore. She was falling deeper and deeper into the abyss. All she wanted was to give in to the desire that burned deep within her.

Harry leaned forward, bringing his lips to hers. They met softly, melting together like two magnets drawn together by a magnetic field. Their tongues danced together, exploring each other’s mouths. Hermione moaned as Harry pulled her closer, pressing against her body. She felt his erection growing larger and harder between them. Her own pussy grew wetter and wetter with every second that passed.

They parted after a few minutes, both breathing heavily. Hermione smiled at Harry and wrapped her arms around his neck. She pressed her lips against his once again, pulling him closer to her. This time, she opened her mouth wider, allowing their tongues to dance together once again. Harry groaned as he felt her breasts press against his chest. He ran his hands down her sides, squeezing her ass firmly before sliding them up under her skirt. He found her panties and slipped his fingers inside them, rubbing circles on her clit. Hermione gasped loudly, arching her back as pleasure shot through her entire body.

She reached down and unbuttoned Harry’s shirt, pulling it off over his head. He threw it across the room before leaning down to kiss her once again. This time, he pushed her backwards onto the bed. She lay still beneath him, enjoying the sensation of having someone else touching her skin. He continued kissing down her body, pausing briefly to suck on her nipples. She whimpered softly as he did so.

Harry lifted her legs, spreading them apart slightly. He then knelt between them, placing his hands on either side of her hips. He leaned down and licked along the length of her slit, tasting the sweetness of her juices on his tongue. She moaned louder, writhing beneath him. He paused for a moment before pushing his tongue deeper inside her. She cried out in ecstasy, grinding against his mouth.

After several minutes of eating her out, Harry stood up and pulled off his pants. He tossed them aside before kneeling beside her once again. He kissed her passionately, slipping his tongue into her mouth. She sucked greedily at his tongue, loving the taste of his saliva.

Harry reached down and grabbed hold of his cock, stroking it hard. He thrust his hips forward, ramming his dick deep inside her. She screamed out in pain mixed with pleasure. Blood dripped down his shaft and onto the sheets beneath her. She finally lost her virginity to Harry.

“Oh god yes, fuck me harder,” she pleaded, wrapping her legs around his waist. He obliged, pounding into her mercilessly. After several minutes of fucking, Harry flipped her over onto her stomach. He spread her legs wide open and entered her from behind. He pounded away at her relentlessly, slamming his cock deep into her pussy repeatedly.

"I'm close..." Hermione panted, "so close..."

Harry slammed his cock deep into her pussy harder and faster than before. Their flesh slapped loudly against each other.

"Fuck yeah!" he yelled, "I'm gonna cum too..."

"Please not inside," She begged, trying to hold on to her last bit of dignity.

"Too late," he said, his voice muffled by her flesh, "cum with me!"

"Yes! Yes!" Hermione screamed, bucking her hips back and forth as he fucked her. She came hard, spraying hot liquid everywhere.

Harry kept pumping his dick into her pussy as she orgasmed. He grunted deeply, shooting ropes of thick white sperm deep inside her womb. She collapsed onto the bed, panting heavily while he finished filling her up.

He rolled off of her, lying next to her. Both of them were covered in sweat and sex fluids. He turned to look at her, smiling.

"That was amazing," he said, running his hand through her hair, "you really enjoyed it didn't you?"

Hermione nodded weakly, "It was great. Now what? You took my virginity, what happens now? I doubt you love me enough to marry me."

Harry chuckled, "What if I say you are wrong? What if I say I want you? What if I say I will make you mine forever?"

Hermione blushed furiously, "I- I can't believe you..."

Harry looked at her seriously, "I am serious. I want you. I need you. If it's alright with you, I would like to take our relationship to the next level. Let's go out on dates and get to know more about each other. Then maybe we can consider marriage?"

Hermione stared at him blankly, unsure how to react. Finally, she managed to speak, "Uh... You aren't joking, right?" She sat up with a serious expression, "You are serious, aren't you?"

Harry nodded, "Yes. I am very serious."

"Okay, fine. But what exactly does this mean? Are you saying that you will date me exclusively? That we won't see anyone else except each other?"

"Yes," Harry answered without hesitation, "And yes."

"Wow," Hermione breathed, "I never expected something like this to happen. I thought we would end up becoming friends. But now..."

Harry laughed, "Yeah, I know. Me too." He looked down at his hands, "So, when do you think we should start dating? Tomorrow? Next week? Or maybe sometime later?"

"Tomorrow sounds nice," Hermione replied, smiling brightly at him.

Harry smirked, "Good choice." He got up off the bed, and headed towards the bathroom, "How about we continue our talk in the tub?"

Hermione giggled, following him.

Harry led her to the tub, turning on the water. After filling up the tub, both of them got in. They washed each other, making sure to clean every inch of their bodies thoroughly. Once they finished washing themselves, Hermione began to play with Harry's cock with her feet. They were sitting opposite each other, facing one another. Harry watched closely as she rubbed his dick between her toes.

"So, how often do you masturbate?" Hermione asked, trying to keep things light.

Harry laughed, "Not much actually. Maybe four or five times per week."

"And who do you think of while masturbating?" she asked, continuing to massage his shaft.

"You," Harry said, answering truthfully.

Hermione blushed again, "Really? Wow. Well, since you brought it up, I guess I might as well tell you something too. Sometimes I think about you while masturbating."

"Really? Why?" Harry asked curiously.

"Because you are cute, funny, smart, kind and caring. Plus, you always seem to have a way of making me laugh. And besides, you have a huge penis," she added, winking at him.

Harry laughed even harder, "Wow, thanks!"

Hermione continued to give Harry a footjob. He moaned softly as she caressed his balls with her toes.

"Do you ever fantasize about doing something sexual with other girls?" she asked suddenly.

"Of course," Harry admitted, "Who wouldn't?"

"You pervert," She increased her speed, making his cock throb. He was getting close to orgasm.

"Oohhh," he moaned, closing his eyes tightly.

Just as he was about to blow, Hermione stopped abruptly as she went over and began to suck his cock hard.

"Fuck! Cumming!" Harry couldn't hold back anymore. He grabbed her head and pushed her mouth down further onto his shaft. His hot sticky semen filled her throat, causing her to choke slightly. When he finished cumming, she removed her mouth from his cock and wiped some drool off her face.

"Thanks for that," Harry said, standing up.

"Anytime," she replied cheekily.

They dried off and left the bathroom.