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Hermione waited for Ron and Harry to arrive while seated at her library desk and chewed on her quill. Since they would be the next King and Queen of HOES, she really only wanted to talk about the farewell party when she met with Ron. Ron and Hermione had no choice but to let Harry go or put up with his tantrums after he heard that they were getting together at the library for revisions.
She was merely going through the motions of revising at this point, but she was as prepared for OWLS as she could be. She was anxious because she wasn't nervous, and even she laughed at the ridiculousness of it. Still, it was an amazing feeling. Big riddles no longer needed to be solved. Not a single death threat. Just goals to work toward and exams to prepare for. It seemed so ordinary. Thank goodness for Merlin, the HOES was there to give everything life.
She had planned a lot of mischievous surprises for them, along with the other HOES, excluding the seniors. There had been much laughter in the HOES as a group of boys kept jerking off onto the meal trays. The females also contributed. Even though they were unable to supply the unique component, they delighted in reawakening the boys' curiosity and lending a hand with the décor.
If any strips of cum missed their mark, they were carefully picked up and spread over the delicacies until they had a deliciously glossy white appearance. Never before had the HOES witnessed so many handjobs or so much laughter in one evening.
When the task was done, Parvathi, Lavender, Daphne, and she herself pressed a preservation charm into each and every tart, ensuring that they would be warm, luscious, and fresh for party night. The twins intended to cover up the real content of the toppings even further by adding additional sugar coating.
Congratulating each other on a job outstanding, the entire HOES made sure Ron never messed with the twins again. There would be the most eagerly awaited celebration in a long time tonight.
She sensed Ron's happiness as well. She couldn't help but smile whenever she saw the contentment and self-assurance on his face. After everything they'd been through together, he deserved happiness and fun with his close friends.
Hermione was eager for summer to arrive too. She planned to visit Burrow frequently in order to fully capitalize on Ron's release. She felt a certain amount of gratitude for her heightened desire because it helped her bond with Ron. She wasn't ready for it to end because she wanted to continue exploring with Ron for much time as they desired.
Ron rounded the corner, placed his bag on the table, and slipped into a seat opposite from her. “Sorry, ran into Lav upon my way here. That chick swallows a lot. She abused me repeatedly after dragging me inside a broom closet". Hermione chuckled.
"You deserve that for being so charming Ronald Weasley, girls from every one of the houses are now after you".
"What led that to occur?" He grinned. "If you'd like to know, every boy in the entire school is smitten with you. Next year, we'll truly be King and Queen HOES".
She put her foot beneath the table and stroked his knee. "As long as we're in this together."
"However, we can't make too much of our club next year. McGonagall prefers collaboration to students who are nude in the hallways". Hermione flinched. "She might have cat senses and be able sniff all our sexual activity on us. Is it possible for her to identify who is sleeping with whom throughout the entire school?"
"Merlin, please shut up." She nuzzled her toes into his leg, grinning. They looked at each other and laughed. Ron took off a shoe by reaching under the table. He reached out and placed his foot between Hermione's legs, lifting her skirt. Her eyebrow went up. "What are you doing?"
"Two people may play footsie. Nobody is going to see. I've always wanted to have you in this place".
"Harry should be here shortly."
"We'd better move quickly then. Spread out your legs, know-it-all.” With a groan, she moved her bottom forward in the chair. Despite the silk underwear covering her clit, she pushed his toe against it.
Ron's huge toe made circles around her clit, and his eyes glistened. She flexed in her seat and pushed it down till it was pressed against its underbelly. Even through his sock, he could feel her body's heat and growing dampness.
In silent amusement, they observed one another. His toe shoved into her with increasing force, causing her breathing to become somewhat more labored. "Almost there?" he murmured. "Look at me as you cum," she nodded. It required an additional two minutes to subdue her. Hermione spasmed on his toe, trying to hold her eyes open while she kept his stare.
Ron enjoyed seeing her pathetic attempts to keep her posture straight as she was never able to stay motionless. At last, she inhaled deeply and slumped into the chair. "Excellent study session ever," he grinned. She adjusted her skirt after he took his foot out from under it. "Perhaps we might need Harry's invisibility cloak here at some point."
They couldn't have come at a better time. Gasping for air, Harry rounded the corner and headed for their table. He threw the bag on the ground and staggered onto a seat. "I apologize for being late. After lunch, Romilda required a good fuck".
Hermione remarked, "You had better start treating her well, Harry. You shouldn't boast about that so loudly."
He arched his eyes. "Yes, mother. You must get more laid back. Then perhaps a guy would drag you into a closet.” She couldn't help but give Ron a funny glance.
"I mean it," Harry uttered. "In this spot, you're driving yourself crazy. You look so peaky, like if you just rushed down the hallways". Ron nearly laughed out loud. He attempted to suppress it by shaking the table. Harry assumed he agreed with him, and smiled confidently.
"Harry, you don't have to worry about me," she remarked. "Just be careful to keep your own."
"There's no need to keep quiet. Everyone is aware of her ongoing addiction to me".
Hermione's eyes went sharper. "Please answer to one question for me."
"What?"
"What would you do if you found out Romilda had a lover before you?"
Harry's ears instantly grew red. “I’d fucking kill him. Who was it?"
She let out a sigh. "Don't ever mind, there is nobody else. All I had to know was that". And with that, Harry made sure he would probably never be allowed into the HOES.
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Gazing down at the scene below them, Ron grinned. Hermione was standing next to him, a hand inside one of his. The final exam week went quite well, as did the seventh-year NEWTs. Ron discovered that it was almost soothing with Hermione and HOES's assistance. He mainly lounged in the common room or the HOES while other students crowded into the library, trying in vain to find books that had previously been checked out.
Hermione frequently accompanied him, annoyed that so many people who hardly ever visited her library were encroaching on her haven. He was sure he had passed his exam on the dark arts with an O. Relative to the swift battle dark arts Tonks had made they study, this was a piece of cake. Even simpler was the Charms test. The inspectors had been astounded by his spells' potency and the room's brilliant patronus when they first entered it.
He was confident that he had performed well on the other tests as well, but those three were the ones that really mattered to him. The only two that had proven challenging were transfiguration and history; the former due to the breadth of information needed, and the latter because to its utter boredom.
Throughout the week, he and Hermione tutored more individuals than he had studied. Surprisingly many people, both inside and outside of the HOES, begged for his assistance in learning challenging charms. He was surprised to discover that he enjoyed it. Particularly when it concerned Parvati and Lavender. For Defense, both girls had required a great deal of rewriting, and typically, they repaid him by performing a sloppy double blow job.
Whenever the departing seventh years had free time, he made it a point to hang out with them and sleep with them. The fact that so many of the HOES's key members would be departing had gradually dawned on us. Fred, George, Cormac, Alicia, Katie, Molly, Lee, Eddie, and Fred.
He couldn't fathom Hogwarts without them because some of them had practically become family. He was aware that he would communicate with the majority of them, particularly his brothers. Maybe even setting up a convenient meeting place for them. Even though they were unaware of it, they had all contributed to the transformation of his life.
Ron experienced a weird sensation every time he thought about the upcoming year. He wasn't even sure what his objectives should be after Voldemort vanished, except than battling with and for Harry. He could make himself over to foster aspirations beyond mere survival.
He was relieved that he wouldn't be facing it alone, whatever the outcome. He was still with his girlfriend and his twin brothers. Hermione would surely find fresh and creative methods to spice up the HOES, because they had the place to run together.
Alongside him, Hermione observed the room below. She had just finished her last test. She might not be correct about history, but she was very sure she had received perfect Os on every one of them. Binns was a terrible lecturer, and she had to guess on a few of the questions. It didn't matter. Now that she felt confident in her skills, she figured she might exceed any student in the school's sixth year.
Some of her favorite spots had become the balcony. This was a quieter area. She could stay out of sight in the dark and observe individuals engaging in illicit pleasure. It always brought up memories of her initial encounter with the HOES, which was almost two years ago. Since then, she had evolved. She had more composure. greater assurance. stronger. Her hair had even grown back. Before long, she would lead the HOES and be their most esteemed member. A chill went down her spine at the thought.
She also connected Ron and the HOES. Here, in this exact spot, she offered him her virginity and they had plotted about the OWLs and how to battle Voldemort and preserve themselves. There would be enough to celebrate tonight. most likely the largest orgy in HOES history.
Before attending the event below, she would have chosen to celebrate in private with Ron. Hermione had given up worrying that she might come to feel less important to him. That he would no longer require her. She was going to ensure that their partnership changed only in a positive way.
If she couldn't share her goals with him, she knew they would feel pointless. Ever since Ron had saved her from a troll, that had been the situation. She felt appreciative of Quirrell for helping Voldemort for the very first instance in her life.
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Ron and Hermione strolled down into the HOES in tandem, already nude and fucked each other crazy, his soft cock shining with her arousal leaking pre cum. His dried-up sperm covered Hermione's inner thighs, and his Weasley seed gushed out of her pussy in copious amounts.
They would not be coming down these stairs again for several months. Despite being late, they were eager to enjoy every second of the farewell party with the twins, Alicia, and Angelina.
They found a small group of individuals congregated around some sensual artwork on a wall. Along with other antique paintings, the seventh years had displayed an erotically moving painting depicting them fucking each other in their underwear.
Ron pondered what he and Hermione would be leaving behind as a remembrance, recalling the custom of presenting their painting or memories of the graduating groups each year. Most likely some sultry self-portraits.
This seventh-year harvest was unique. He was sure they would be in constant communication. Whether they had magical contracts or not, the twins are likely to keep the celebration going indefinitely. They were moving into a massive apartment above them and setting their shop on Diagon Alley. Lee would assist them in producing their upcoming goods.
He could picture crowds of people joining them for parties every night. After professional quidditch practice, Angelina would come back to them prepared to surprise. Alicia applied to take time out from her boring work at the Ministry of Defense to relax. Whenever Cormac wasn't engaging in the activities of wealthy nobles, he would join them. He didn't know what the others had planned, but he was going to be surprised if it didn't involve an occasional round of drinking with their pals. He'd already received an invitation for him to move in with the twins. He is impatient.
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As he pressed his cock firmly into her ass, Angelina Johnson groaned underneath him, her legs locked behind her ears. Her face was flushed from exertion, and her hair was unkempt and greasy. As he repeatedly rammed into her, she desperately touched herself. "Thank you, Ron. Cum inside my ass,” she pleaded. “Cum inside of my ass.”
Her obscenity only made him want to treat her more brutally. Just like Katie, Angelina was ravenous. He could envision her working for the sheer joy of it in a brothel. Leaning forward, he drove his entire length into her, pinning her firmly to the ground. She let out a deep, gut-wrenching sigh, and beneath him, an intense orgasm sent shivers down her spine.
He was unable to handle how firmly her asshole constricted and released him. It threw him over the brink, causing him to pant and release large amounts of sperm deep within her. When they were done, he laid on top of her, attempting to muster the strength to move.
Ron used his arms to prop himself up, causing Angelina to collapse onto the ground, appearing unconscious. The pillory had been changed for her at the close of last year, and she had previously spent half an hour in it. Cho had also done so. But in a few of minutes, she would probably be up and bending over for another partner.
There was a river of Lust potion and alcohol. The celebration had been going strong for hours and didn't seem to be stopping. There were heaps of bodies in the most grotesque poses everywhere he looked. For whatever reason, the twins had masks on. They looked like demonic revellers, with a pointed, phallic nose masking the top part of their faces. He noticed Alicia chewing the point of it whilst she rode Fred.
All night, guests had been sneaking in. Martigan, Cho, and Jo. Even those who didn't turn up too often. There to indulge in their wildest fantasies for the very last time was every seventh year student.
He was unable to recall the number of persons he had slept with. He remembered Hermione, Demelza, Katie, Parvathi, Alicia, Gabby, and now Angelina. He had let his tongue get away with some, and penetrated others until they got beside themselves.
The lust potion increased his need, and soon he too would be ready for new lover, even though his balls were hurting.
They were treating the seventh year like kings. Particularly, Angelina, Fred's girlfriend, and Katie, George's girlfriend, desired to be enchanted by every person in the room. Even Ginny was vaguely imitating Daphne by going after whatever cock she could find.
He was dragged away from Angelina by a hand that grasped his arm. Pansy said, "Tongue," and that is all she had to say. She shoved him onto his back and proceeded to lower her pussy towards his face. Her lips were dripping with sperm. Her big, dark bush was damp too. He made fun of her huge clit, and she instantly threw herself on him, rode his face with such intensity that he was having trouble breathing.
He did not even try to look at the person who had his cock enveloped in a warm lips. For all he cared, it could be Draco. He would fulfill his friends' wishes tonight, regardless of what they asked for.
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As George slid into Hermione, she gasped. She could hardly feel his cock because she was so wet. But the blaze in her belly persisted, and she was eager for him to burst up inside of her and fill her with even more joy.
Her ass was resting on the side of the bed while she lay on her back. He bent down and eased himself home, her legs resting on his shoulders. Lee and Fred were above her.
They were kneeling next to her face, so she could see straight up that Fred was devouring Lee's cock with unadulterated lust. She cupped Lee's balls in one hand. Every time he pressed them against Fred's awaiting lips, they surged against her hand. Fred gasped as her free hand was twisted around his modest shaft, pulling and squeezing.
Katie Bell was lying on the bed next to them. She was surrounded by Demelza and Neville, with the girl caressing and kissing her breasts as the guy delivered her a fuck. Tonight, one-on-one sessions soon turned into trios, foursomes, or more. It was very orgy. She couldn't identify the owner of the hand that was resting on her breast.
Hermione did not care. Like everyone else, she consumed the lust potion. She wanted to make sure that on their final night at the castle, the seventh-years had their fill. She was nevertheless in great demand. She meant to go for Cormac next, but George, Fred, and Lee hunted her out since they knew her demands and her readiness to satiate them.
George gasped as he slipped himself in Hermione, "Oh, I'm really going to be missing your snug, tight pussy."
She chuckled. "Perhaps you could ask your brother to lend it to you at some point. Perhaps you could give Katie to Ron to have fun for the day so that he will feel sorry for you and offer my pussy an hour, or perhaps we might swap".
"Oh, you're a mischievous little bookworm, you really are," he muttered, intensifying his thrusts. "However, I like the idea of swapping; perhaps we should arrange something."
"Perhaps we ought to arrange something together," she consented, eager for George's cock to burst within her right away. She glanced up to see Lee shoving his way deeply into Fred's mouth as he moaned above her. Saliva was dripping down his chin and his lips was wide open. Her fingertips tickled Lee's balls, which pressed tightly against him. His cock blasted over and over inside Fred's waiting lips, causing him to gasp and their pulses to race. With eagerness, Fred suctioned and swallowed.
Fred was also nearing. She tugged hard on his slender cock as it grew in her fist. He stopped sucking Lee and turned to face her. "Fred, please", she insisted, "on my face." He threw forward his hips.
He sprayed her entire face with his sperm, hitting her mouth, nose, and chin when she pointed him down. Without any delay, he bent down to give her a kiss and slurped up the gooey mess. George grunted and let loose his load of come into her in thick spurts as he ran his hand between her legs and stroked her clit again and again.
She groaned into Fred's lips. She experienced that well-known rush of euphoria, which triggered her own orgasm. She firmly grasped George's penis and panted in tandem with him till he finished and withdrew.
She was able to sit up since the boys had moved out of her way. Hermione observed the trio that was happening next to them. She was astounded by the lust on exhibit as she cast her gaze over the crowd. Lavender was slamming a strap-on into Daphne as she fell on Blaise. Pansy was kneeling over him, pressing her pussy against his face while he sat on the floor.
With her head flung back in sheer joy and little regard for onlookers, Demelza bounced on Theo's cock next to them. She couldn't help but find the sight pleasing. She was eager to add the new members to the HOES's ranks the next year.
She got out of bed and walked over to the refreshments table, her vitality restored. Already, the itch in her gut was back, begging to be eased. She looked for Ron once more.
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Hermione pressed her hips against Ron's as he lay on his back with his hands under his head. She was slippery with lubrication. Every time she moved, he sensed it running down his cock. Her cheeks were covered in streaks of cum, and her breasts gleamed from the dried release.
With a small smile on her lips, she closed her eyes and rocked against him. This was his fifth session with her. He had never witnessed her succumbing to passion so fully. Her face got lost in transit, but she was still pretty. Her freckles were accentuated by it. With her untamed hair, she seemed such as she had just emerged from another war.
"I am such a whore for you, Ronald” Hermione stated, though she seemed almost pleased with herself. "I want more of you even though I've just fucked your cock a gazillion times."
He raised his hand to stroke her breasts and grinned. "I'm so happy to have you as my partner in the HOES,"
She rocked harder and replied, "Me too. Be a partner for your life as well, and know that this summer I intend to screw your brains out."
"I'm not going to complain."
"This weekend, Angelina and Katie will be staying with the twins, after which we can spend a week or two visiting Tonks, we will invite Ginny too. That's okay with Tonks; I've already asked."
“You’re ravenous.” Grumbling, she pressed her clit into him.
"It's all your fault. Are you close?" Ron shook his head no. "I'm ready once more. Please touch my clit for me". He did what he was told, and she writhed and moaned after just a few strokes. As usual, Hermione gave him a lovely squeeze and oozed around his shaft. With a contented sigh, she finished, got up, and fell down next to him.
She leaned toward him, closing her eyes. He drew her in close, planting a kiss on her forehead. Ron had just shut his eyes when a startled voice echoed from the bed's edge. With both hands on both hips and her entire body glowing with cum, Angelina was fixated on them. It covered her inner thighs and trickled between her legs. "What kind of idiots are you sleeping? On the evening of my farewell?"
Ron scoffed at her act of indignation. "Just a little break. We kindly ask for mercy".
"I am no longer your Queen. Now that your girl is in command. However, you're not gratifying me with your nearly erect cock while you lie here. That is not excused." With a seductive smile, Angelina leaped on top of him, pushing Hermione aside.
She gave him a tight grasp before stroking him till he was fully aroused. He moaned as she inserted him deep within her and brushed his crown over the soapy cunt between her legs. Leaning forward, Angelina applied pressure with her palms on his shoulders, using her entire weight to resist him.
As she started thrusting, he gave her an ass squeeze, realizing that this would end up being a wrestling battle in the end. Hermione smothered him, settling her ass cheeks over his face till his vision got black.