Harmione One Shots

| Harry Potter and Hermione's Cock Ring pt. 3

Nothing. Absolutely nothing about this damned ring in the library or through my private sources.

I mulled over the issue on my way to a meeting with Kingsley and a number of other department heads. I wasn't one myself, but filled in the role when needed.

Was it possible Hermione created the thing herself? That would take a tremendous amount of skill, power, and knowledge. All of which Hermione had demonstrated over the years, but never to this level.

All of my spells failed. Most didn't even recognize the thing as being magical. Muggle tools hadn't done anything to even scratch it. The black library didn't have anything that would remove it, at least not without removing some important parts of myself.

I either needed to pull out some much stronger magic, find someone to help, or convince Hermione to take it off. Given Hermione's current actions, that last one seemed unlikely.

I took my usual seat in the meeting room. I was here to take notes more than anything. If something concerned our department I would pass it along.

The usual crowd walked in and I nodded and said hellos to everyone. Mr. Weasley came over before taking his seat.

"Harry, I was wondering if I could ask a quick favor from you?"

"Sure, what do you need?"

"Well, since Ron and Hermione broke up we haven't seen her much for the weekly family get together. Molly wants to make sure she knows she is still invited, but she doesn't seem to be leaving the department of mysteries much. Could you go down there and check on her?"

She is doing fine. I thought to myself.

"Sure, I can ask her when I talk to her next."

"Thanks Harry."

Arthur walked over to his spot and the last few guests filed in. Kingsley shacklebolt, minister of magic, and a robed figure representing the department of mysteries.

The robed figure could have been anyone. Everything that might be used to indicate who they were was in constant flux. Their robes making it impossible to know who was under there.

"All right everyone let's get this meeting started. First order of business is-"

I pulled out my paper and quill and started writing. These meetings at least had a routine to them that was easy to get lost in.

"Hi Harry." Hermione's voice said inside my head.

My body stiffened at the sound. Here? Surely she just wanted to ask me something simple or say hi. Unbidden, my cock twitched and started to stiffen. That part of me clearly knew no loyalty.

'Hi Hermione. I am in the middle of a meeting right now. I am not in my office."

"Oh I know Harry, I can see you from across the table. These meetings are so boring, though, so I figure we could chat while we waited."

I looked up at the robed figure, but if that was Hermione, I couldn't make out any details that would confirm it.

I looked back down at my paper and tried to figure out what I could do. If she really just wanted to talk, that wasn't so bad. I could keep a small chat going while still taking my notes.

"That seems fine. Author just asked me to check up on you by the way. Wants to see you at the next family gathering."

"Yeah? Might be best to avoid those in the future. I mean, between my divorce with Ron and your upcoming divorce with Ginny, I don't know how much longer we will be welcome there."

My divorce with Ginny?

"I'm, not planning on getting a divorce, Hermione."

"Really? Even after you fucked me in her bed last night? After you flooded my womb with your seed? I mean, the cheating accusations have been true from her side for years, but now they're true from your side as well. Not that I mind."

"None of that would have happened without the cock ring, Hermione."

"I didn't hear you say no."

"Of course I-"

No, I hadn't. I just let it happen.

"Honestly Harry, it really is a wonderful thing. It's been a pet project of mine for almost three years now."

Suddenly the sensation of Hermione's hand appeared on my stomach, moving down in a long drag.

"Hermione, we are in the middle of a meeting."

"See, Harry, that isn't the excuse of someone in a happy marriage. Besides, my hand isn't really there. The sensation is, but I am physically across the room from you. Even if someone was watching your cock right now, they wouldn't see my hand grasped around it."

Hermione gave a jerk up and down with her hand as if to prove her point.

"Hermione they might not see your hand but if you sit here and jerk me they will see my face."

"Harry, no one but me is looking at you. Everyone here is used to your presence and listening to Kingsley. The ring means there won't even be a mess."

Hermione started working more vigorously now. Working her hand up and down my cock.

A quick look around confirmed what she had said. No one was paying attention to me. It didn't' make it any less wrong.

"Hermione, we shouldn't be doing this, regardless of if anyone can see."

"Oh, now you're getting soft feet, huh. Harry, it's so hard for me to be sexually satisfied, but last night you made me feel like no one else ever has. I am not letting you go back to some quidditch bimbo who doesn't even appreciate you. I am sure you will thank me, repeatably, in the future."

"Hermione-"

"Shh, bring it up again, and I will use this cock ring to make things much harder. Don't fight me on this, Harry. I know what's best here, and I am tired of seeing you unhappy."

I wanted to fight her. To say something that would get her to stop, but she was in control here. Would Ginny believe me? We had weathered some storms before, but never from someone we trusted. Someone that Ginny had been worried about several times. If Hermione offered any kind of proof...

"That's a good boy, Harry. Now, I can feel you're about ready to cum, lean your face down a little and look at your notes. Don't hide them too much, though, I really want to see your face when I bring you to ecstasy."

With nothing else in my control, I focus my efforts on not cumming. It's not much but if I show her she can't satisfy me she will find someone else to focus on. I try to think of anything I can to take my mind off of it.

I look up at Kingsley, intently listening to what he is saying. Hermione cooing in my ear, and her hand on my cock, make it hard to focus.

I try to think of Ginny, of the good memories we made over the years. What she looked like in her wedding dress.

My body nearly bucks against Hermione. Leaning my head down, I close my eyes and try to think of something else to keep my release at bay. Instead, an image of Hermione on top of me last night comes to mind. Her body shuddering as I cum inside her.

I can't fight any longer, and I am wracked with a full body orgasm. I clutch my barely written notes in my hands while I try to keep the signs to a minimum, but my fighting it has only made the orgasm that much more intense.

I sheepishly look up to see if anyone saw, but nobody is paying any attention.

"That was amazing. Thank you for making this meeting so much more enjoyable."

"Alright, everyone, that's a wrap. See you here next week." said Kingsley.