DP Hermione: Harry Potter Parody - Sex Stories

DP Hermione: Harry Potter Parody

As the sun shined through the window of Gryffindor tower, it landed on the open page of Hermione’s book. She was reading while lying on her stomach at the foot of Harry’s bed in the boys’ dormitory. Harry himself was leaning against the headboard, tossing a golden snitch in boredom while Ron sat at the desk in the corner, hunched over his homework and groaning as he struggled to understand it.

There was no one else in the room at the moment and the 3 friends had the space to themselves. Hermione rolled over to avoid the sunbeam, trying to hold her book above her face. Harry stared at her long smooth legs lying off the side of his bed and her bushy hair splayed out around her head. Her flat face usually only appeared angry as her expression was limited to squinting as she focused on the task at hand, but at the moment she looked full of more innocence and glee.

“Why do you come here?” Harry finally interrupted the silence that had persisted since Ron sat down to do his homework.

Hermione did not answer until she finished her current paragraph. She closed the book and rested it on her chest. “Why not?” she responded with a question. “We want to be together, right?”

“But this is the boys dorm room,” Harry reminded her.

“It’s not like you two would be allowed in the girls’ dorm. And there are 2 of you so it makes more sense for me to come here.”

“Or you could just stay in the girls’ dorm and hang out with us when we go to Hagrid’s later.”

“Hagrid’s,” Ron ...

... snickered to himself. “Ever since they moved quidditch practice to the morning, he’s been beside himself with boredom. Luckily the oaf likes the company or else I’d think we were bothering him with how much time of his we waste.”

“I don’t like being in the girls’ dorm,” Hermione admitted. “I don’t have any friends amongst the girls. Besides, you let Ginny come here all the time.”

“Ginny wears hand-me-down trousers so I can’t see up her skirt,” Harry spouted.

Hermione sat up enough to follow Harry’s gaze and quickly covered the crotch of her skirt with her hands. When Harry started to snicker, she did as well. “You almost had me there,” she sighed with relief. “You boys don’t have the guts to treat me like a girl. You probably think it’s gross to ogle your friend that way.”

“I know you have low self esteem, Hermione, but don’t sell yourself short. Boys will pay attention to a mutt if it’s female. Hell I even catch myself looking at Ginny’s butt, even in trousers.”

“What now?” Ron looked up from his desk. His face turned as red as his hair when he saw Hermione lifting up her skirt though.

Harry saw his reaction and turned to follow his gaze. “What are you doing?” he asked in shock.

“Are you really that interested?” Hermione asked in mixed confusion and curiosity.

“Hang on brainy, calm down and think a little,” Ron sputtered. “I know you like answers but this ain’t the way to get them.”

“I just can’t believe my 2 best friends would look at me that way,” ...