This choice: It's Hermione's fantasy version, and she's horny. • Go Back...Chapter #8It's Hermione's fantasy version, and sh... by: Mr. George   Harry drew his wand pointing directly at her. But Bellatrix looked rather sleepy, her eyes hooded and coy. She looked sultry and alluring. He also couldn't help but admiring her scrumptious arse, so round, full and enticing. As her hand appeared, she rested it high on her thigh. At her shoulder writhed a snake tattoo, it's emerald eyes sparkling with a magical brightness.
Whatever version of Bellatrix LeStrange that Hermione had summoned up, she wasn't the homicidal maniac he remembered. In fact, he managed to spare a glance for Hermione, as he tried to imagine what had happened between them at Malfoy Manor.
As she became more aware, of Harry's presence, of the presence of a boy she purred, "Yummy."
It was Bella's turn, and she gave him a shy wave, her lips forming an enticing pout as she seemed to look through his clothes.
Harry swiped in front of his face, as it tingled. Damned spider webs, and threads were everywhere.
He turned to Hermione, "For me?"
She just look at him and giggled, "It's all for fun?" Ginny said.
"For everyone's fun..." Luna said with a smirk.
He noticed that Hermione's gaze was held low, and her cheeks burned crimson. She was completely incapable of looking at Bellatrix.
Harry started unbuttoning his shirt, and soon the three girls were helping, in a flurry of delicate fingers. The shirt was unbuttoned, his belt removed, and an eager Hermione kneeling in front of him, as she pulled down his zipper. Alas, at that point she seemed to lose her nerve. Harry already anticipating what would happen next. Instead, he felt her pull his trousers down, to allow him to step out of them.
While he was distracted, Bellatrix had shifted position. She was now lying on her front. The girls squeezed to greater prominence, as her head rested on her hands at the apex of the triangle.
Behind her, that shapely arse had lost none of it's appeal. Her feet flapping slowly up and down, as she admired Harry's body being revealed.
Luna's hand reached for his cock caressing it through the fabric of his underwear. He sprang free, as Luna pulled them down. On the opposite side, it was Ginny easing them down.
Finally he was as naked as all the girls. The idea of paddling Bellatrix's perfect arse, or having her squealing in delight across his lap. Those magnificent legs flailing wildly, as he landed blow after blow. He almost wished there were fewer girls, that he could devote more attention to each of them individually.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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