What if [Harmione]

This All A Dream?

Harry woke the next morning feeling extremely well rested. He yawned and began to stretch, but froze. Something or someone was lying across him. Harry slowly opened his eyes and saw a blurry bush of brown in front of him.

"Who has brown hair? Wait a minute...Hermione!"

Harry began to panic before he calmed himself and tried to figure out how he ended up in this situation. He looked up at the ceiling as Hermione let out a happy sigh and snuggled up closer to him.

"Okay. I remember yesterday morning, proposing to her. Alright...good so far. Next, I turned Sirius's robes yellow after he tried to shrink my Hampton. Thank God for Hermione and that shield charm. Okay...next...was...hmm...Oh...right. She brought me up here because she still had a present for me. She went into the bathroom to get it and came out...in...Oh my."

Little light bulbs popped on inside his head as he came to the conclusion that he had lost his virginity last night to Hermione. He let a smile begin to cross his face as he pulled the girl closer to him. He heard her whimper as he adjusted himself, and she immediately pulled herself tight against him, intertwining their legs. Harry felt his heart melt at the sight he beheld. She looked adorable when she was a sleep. So relaxed and at peace with the world. Harry thought he had an angel with him. He simply laid there, watching her sleep, admiring the beauty he had with him. He only had to wait ten minutes before she began to stir. Her eyes slowly opened and she let out an absolutely adorable yawn before smiling up at Harry, a sleepy look on her face.

"Good morning." She said softly.

Harry returned her smile.

"Good morning to you too."

She stretched and Harry suddenly found her on top of him, kissing him gently. Hermione pulled back and smiled.

"Seems you want another go." She said playfully as she felt his arousal on her rear.

Harry blushed.

"I can't help it. It's a natural response when you have such a gorgeous woman laying nude on top of you."

Hermione smiled and rubbed herself on his arousal.

"Your not the only one who wants another round."

"Make sure the doors are sealed."

Hermione gave a flick of her wand before tossing it aside and attacking Harry with a hungry frenzy.

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Sirius was sitting at the table, looking through the Daily Prophet when two rather disheveled teens entered the room. His grin began to grow as he watched them sit down, side by side and start eating.

"So...Hermione. The reducing charm do anything to him or did you manage to prevent it?" He asked casually as he looked through the paper.

Remus chuckled as both teens blushed. He and Sirius had planned for this and it felt good to be able to tease someone again, especially James' son.

"Judging by the blushes and the glow she seems to have, I don't think it did anything, Padfoot. Seems she was intent on having little Harry untouched by magic."

Sirius grinned at his old pal and looked back at the fidgeting teens.

"Who lead?" He asked.

Harry blinked, not understanding the question while Hermione blushed.

"It had to be Hermione. Harry is too much like James." Remus pointed out.

"And just what does that mean?" Harry asked.