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"Very good, Hagrid!" Hermione beamed. "This won't be so hard after all," she thought. He then took the cup and pointed the wand at it, he muttered something under his breath and transfigured the cup into a teapot.
"I can' quite get tha' one with out speakin' the spell, yet."
"Hagrid that is great." She applauded. She walked over to the table and looked at the open potions book. She then looked at the cauldron. The potion he was brewing was a strengthening tonic. I was swirling ruby red, and smelled wonderful.
"Hagrid this is so impressive . You are going to have no problem passing the OWLs. May I?"
Hagrid nodded.
She grabbed the last handful of cornish pixie wings, which would complete the elixir, dropped them in and stirred three time counter clockwise and once clockwise. The ruby turned to deep turquoise as sparks flew out of the cauldron.
They both tasted it. Hermione sighed, "Hagrid this is so good. Perfect."
"Thanks, Ermy. I almost din' make it cos I didn't have one of the ingredients. Yer supposed to mash ther wormwood with spearmint and owl bone meal, but I only had fresh mint... He stirred the pot, it seems to work, I feel better already.
"Hagrid, you know you are not supposed to substitute ingredients in potions." She felt really good, but funny. She flipped through the book. Hagrid sat down at the table, flipping the transfigured cup, up and down in the air. He took another sip of the potion. Even though she was concerned about him substituting an ingredient, Hermione took another sip as well. It was a good brew and was making her feel energized.
She found the passage she was seeking. "Spearmint and mint can be used interchangeably in most potions. The few exceptions are if you are making a strengthening potion, you can easily turn it into an aphrodisiac is you substitute mint for spearmint." Hermione let out a little gasp. But the smell of the potion drew her in. she couldn't resist, and she took another sip. She began to feel its full affects. She felt like she wouldn't be able to resist anything. She looked up at Hagrid. He seemed nervous, acting as if he had done something wrong.
He was watching Hermione as she leafed through the book. He was admiring his own handiwork and pleased that she was impressed by his hard work. She had grown so much since he first met her, she was turning into a very lovely young lady. But he couldn't take his eyes off of her skirt. She bent over to grab another book and gasped as he spied her perfectly round, nude arse. framing her delicious fanny.
"I ... uhhhh, Better get going Hagrid, this is great work, I'll come back tomorrow."
"Yeah, tha’s a good idea, Think I've got a handle on this. I do." He looked down at her petite frame. What was happening to him? Hermione went to grab her bag near the leg of the table and tripped over Fang. She fell forward. She landed in front of Hagrid, who caught her in his massive hands, breaking her fall. The potion was too strong. She was close enough to smell his sweat and his muskiness. Her hand was resting on his knee as she steadied herself. But her legs felt like jello. In fact, her whole body was quivering. She saw the lump in his pants. She looked at him.
"Ahhh... Hermione'… almost fell there." He couldn't believe what he was saying because it was the last thing he wanted to tell her,
"Why don'cha run along now, Ron's probly waitin' for yer." He looked down at her. She was so tiny. She looked back at his trousers and her hand reached out. She couldn't believe what she was doing. Hagrid had been like a father to her all these years. She loved him so much for everything he had ever done for her. Standing up for her when Malfoy called her a "mudblood" ... Everything. She appreciated it all so much. Now it was time to show that appreciation. She slid her tiny hand against the monstorous lump. She could not take it away. She looked up at him, he was embarrassed.
But that didn't stop him from unfastening his belt and unzipping his trousers. She reached inside and pulled out his humongous log. It was growing stiffer by the moment. Surprisingly, he was circumcised. He was about 22 inches long and the head was about the size of a grapefruit. Hagrid stroked her long brown hair.
"Yer such a fair, young maiden Hermione, I don't deserve this."
"Yes you do, Hagrid. I'm so proud of you, you've been such a good friend to me, to all of us." She stepped back from him and undid her blouse. He began stroking his mammoth penis, watching intently as she undressed for him. The blouse came off followed by her bra. She left on the socks and the skirt but she did raise it so that Hagrid could see her brown curly pubic area. She climbed on top of him and stood on his lap as he gently sucked and licked her nipples. He cupped her ass, stroking in lovingly. His hand felt like a warm rough chair it was so big. He brushed one of his fingers against her pussy. She spread her legs and begged. "Hagrid, lick me." He lifted her up, cradled in his hands and brought her tiny delicate mound to his eager tongue. She never felt so naughty. The tip of his tongue covered her entire pussy. Within moments she was shuddering with excitement and came. He lightly pinched one nipple and went back to licking her breasts.
He lowered her. She began humping one of his massive fingers. It was bigger than Ron's cock. She was in heaven. She studied his massive cock touching it and stroking it with both hands. She lowered her mouth and began tonguing and licking the slit of his penis. She was sliding her tongue in and out and licking all around his massive head, as she worked his cock with both hands. Hagrid began to grunt. She was making him feel so good.
"Hagrid, lift me up and slide your cock against my pussy."
"It's too big, I'll hurt yer."
"Just on the outside, I have to feel that against me." He complied. he lifted her up and lowered her onto his raging cock as she massaged her clitty and pussy lips. She was sliding back and forth on his glistening pole. He began to grunt in rhythm with her. She looked at him with her eyes wide.
"What Hermione?"
"Your going to make me cum on your cock, Hagrid. Are you gonna cum on my pussy? I want you to come in my pussy. She rocked back and forth as he slapped his member shamelessly against her quivering love pot.
She grabbed her wand and pointed down there and said with a flick of the wrist, "Engorgio!"
Magically her pussy opened up. Hagrid was both awed and ecstatic as his cock disappeared inside her tiny, lithe opening. He lifted her up and down as she flopped around like a rag doll.
Hagrid grunted and she felt him tense up. The gush of semen almost lifted her off of his cock. she was sure she would have been shot across the room had he not held her. The warm liquid bathed her pussy and clit. Hagrid's orgasm continued to gush, spurt after spurt bringing her ever closer to her own explosion. She flopped over exhausted as he began to writhe and vibrate. Hagrid chose just the right time to bite one of her nipples. She stood up removing his pole from inside her. She smiled and collapsed on his heaving chest. He gave a final grunt. The both lay there exhausted as she snuggled on his massive frame. He smiled down at her as she coyly looked up at him.
"I think we need to work on your potions making skills a little more, I better come back for some more tutoring tomorrow."
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