Harry struggled against the tremendous butt bearing down on him with everything he had. He had only been a wizard for a few days, and he did not want to end his time as one as a stain on a classmate's robe.
Fortunately, his struggles were getting to Hermione. She dismissed it as an itch at first, but it soon became clear that whatever was under her was not just an errant tag. It felt.... alive. In the muggle world, she would have just assumed she had a bug under her bum, but she had no idea what to expect on a magical train.
She leaned to one side, relieving her weight from the cheek Harry was pinned under. She felt around under her bum, until her fingers seized on the little wiggling thing. She pulled it up to her face, dangling it before her dark brown eyes.
Harry was relieved he had been found. He didn't know this girl, but she looked nice enough, and anything seemed better than spending the entire trip to Hogwarts trapped under her bum. That is, until she said: "Ooh, looks like I sat on one of those living chocolates."
Harry's eyes widened at her words. She thought he was just a piece of candy, just like the chocolate frogs he'd seen earlier! He shuddered at the thought of being eaten alive, and hoped this girl did not have a sweet tooth.
Hermione continued while she observed the treat struggling in her hand: "I didn't know they made people shaped ones. And this one appears to be white chocolate." Little did Harry know, white chocolate was her favorite.
Harry began to scream up to her that he was a fellow student, not a piece of chocolate. He had no intention of being eaten on his first day of school.
"I didn't know these things squeaked either." Hermione said, surprised by the sudden outburst of high pitched noise coming from Harry. "I suppose it would be too strange to eat them if they were talking to you."
Fear overwhelmed Harry as he realized she couldn't make out what he was saying. At his tiny size, his voice was too squeaky to be heard. He had no way to tell her that he wasn't candy. And by the way she was licking her lips, he didn't have long to figure something out.
Hermione knew nothing of the fear and panic going on inside her fist. All she felt was the slight squirming of a magically enchanted sweet, along with an overwhelming desire to eat it. Of course, it had just been left out on the seat, and she had sat on it, but she suspected that some magic must keep these things sanitary given the number of chocolate frogs she had seen hopping around the train floor. Plus, her dentist parents hardly ever let her eat sweets. After looking around to ensure the owner her new treat had escaped from was nowhere in sight, she began to move Harry towards her mouth.
"No! No! You can't eat me!" Harry screamed as he was brought above Hermione's mouth, his shirt pinched between her thumb and pointer finger. The bushy haired brunette tipped her head back as she opened her mouth wide, giving him a good look at the straight shot to the back of her throat, and the slippery tongue that would happily carry him there. The pink serpent danced in her mouth, eagerly anticipating Harry's descent. Her teeth were incredibly white and shiny enough to see his own reflection in.
Hermione lowered him slowly down towards her mouth, rather amused by the sight of the frantically kicking piece of chocolate. She was quite impressed by how realistic the magic was. This little piece of chocolate really seemed to be fearing for his life. Still, chocolate was chocolate, and she couldn't wait any longer. She lowered it into her mouth feet first, pursing her lips around its waist.
Harry was powerless as her lips closed around his waist, obscuring the lower half of his body from view. He punched at the plushy pink barriers but this seemed to do little more than tickle her lip. Meanwhile, he felt her tongue spring into action, prodding playfully at his kicking legs. Even when his kicks landed, Hermione showed no indication that she cared in the slightest.
In fact, Hermione LOVED the taste of her new magical candy. It was like nothing she had ever tasted before. Normally she would just toss the entire piece of candy in her mouth, but this was worth savoring. She licked and sucked at her snack, doing her best to fully experience the taste of her former cushion. Eventually though, she couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to take a bite. What did the inside of magical white chocolate taste like? It was time to find out.
CRUNCH
Harry screamed in agony as Hermione's teeth tore effortlessly through his legs, causing the severed appendages to drop down onto her tongue. He couldn't see them past her lips, but he knew they no longer belonged to him.
"Mmmmmmmmm.... " Hermione moaned, in love with the taste of Harry's tiny legs. Her moans of approval shuddered throughout her entire face and lips, shaking the tiny Harry still pinned between them as he writhed his remaining body in pain. Dazed, he felt himself being lifted up away from her lips, allowing her to speak.
"I wonder what kind of filling this is?" Hermione mused, tossing the tasty legs around her mouth. "Too bad you can't tell me little guy. Guess I'll just have to live with the mystery for now." Hermione said, before swallowing her first bite. Harry shuddered as he watched the bulge descending down her throat, knowing that it contained all that remained of his legs. Once it was gone, he turned his attention back to the girl's mouth, only to find she was already licking her lips in anticipation of her next bite.
Harry screamed even louder as he was lowered once more into her mouth. This time her lips were around his shoulders, with his arms and torso inside the saliva soaked cave his legs had been cast into the depths of. He cringed as he awaited the fateful bite, expecting to be snuffed out of existence when Hermione's teeth crushed all his internal organs at once.
She was about to bite into the remaining piece of her candy, when she had an intriguing idea: how would it feel to have this magical chocolate struggle all the way down her throat? It seemed like the legs stopped working as soon as she bit them off, so if she wanted to try this out, she'd have to swallow the rest whole.
Rather than the bite he expected, Harry felt himself caught up in a powerful slurp as Hermione sucked his entire body into her mouth. He felt her wet lips slide across his body, squeezing his neck tightly for a moment before popping his head into her mouth as well. Without her lips to hold onto him, he landed with a wet plop on her tongue, which was ready and waiting to carry him to his final resting place. He slid down the slippery pink appendage like a slide, heading right into the black hole of her throat. He tried his best to grip onto her tongue, but to no avail. Harry let out one final scream for help, before launching off her tongue and slamming against the back of her esophagus.
"Ooof, he's a fighter." Hermione thought, giving a neck a gentle pat where her little morsel was currently struggling. This was enough to stun him, allowing him to fall the rest of the way down into her stomach.
Harry didn't even know why he was fighting on his way down her throat. He knew the girl couldn't hear him, he knew he wasn't going to survive this, but he refused to die without a fight. He was elbowing and kicking against her esophagus as peristalsis made short work of him, dragging him downward to the bubbling acid pit that was awaiting him in her belly. He managed to stop his descent for a moment, lodging his foot against a ridge of her esophagus, but a powerful slam against her neck from the outside world easily dislodged him, catching him off guard enough that he plummeted the rest of the way down without fighting, landing helplessly in her stomach. He was already knee deep in stomach acid, and it was only getting worse with each passing moment. Surprisingly, he found himself wishing he was back at the Dursley's. He hated his old life, but at least it was a life. Now he was doomed to be nothing more than a bit of ass fat on a young witch who was too dumb to tell the difference between a human being and a bit of chocolate.
Hermione sat back in her seat, content with delicious snack. When the snack cart came around, she asked if they had any more of the tiny candy people, but was disappointed to find that they had no idea what she was talking about. She shrugged, assuming that someone must have brought her candy from home and accidentally let it get away from them. She resolved to try and find some more of them when she got to Hogwarts, before turning back to her book, unaware that the boy who survived Lord Voldemort's killing curse was currently proving no match for her digestive tract.
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