Harrys final year

This is going to be set in harrys 7th year. I also aged them all up to come of age at 18. This is mainly going to be centered on harry/hermione as that’s the pairing I’ve always preferred.

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Harry couldn’t believe that he was leaving Privet drive for good. He’d spent years being miserable here, but there was somehow still a small part of him that was sad about leaving. The Dursleys had left moments ago leaving Harry to wander the house alone until mad-eye arrived to take harry to the burrow. He had just opened the door to his old cupboard when he heard a loud crack at the door.

‘Hermione? I wasn’t expecting you. What are you doing here?’ asked harry as he opened the door.

‘Theres been a change of plans, the others will be here soon to get you away.’ She replied

Hermione wandered down the hall of number 5 and saw the cupboard door still open.

‘Did you really used to sleep in here?’

‘Not just sleep’ replied Harry.

It was true, before he’d gone off to Hogwarts, he had at times spent days at a time locked in his cupboard without much food or water.

Ginnys Locker Room Fun (Part 1)

Ginny flew high over the quidditch pitch practicing her moves. She weaves and dodges around her imaginary defenders and puts the quaffle straight through the left goal post. Ginny had been training all summer leading up to her fourth year at Hogwarts and was determined to make the house quidditch team this year. This is why in her first week back at Hogwarts Ginny spent every night out on the pitch honing her flying skills.

Ginny made her way into the locker room and turned on the shower to heat up as she undressed. She let the water wash away the sweat and dirt she’d picked up during her practice session. She was extremely tense from training every night during the week and the hot water felt heavenly on her sore muscles. She felt herself relaxing as the water washed down over her breasts and between her legs. Her hands found her breasts and slowly massaged them. Her hands then slowly made their way between her legs, teasing at her folds as she moaned softly.

Pulling herself back to reality Ginny turned off the shower and wrapped herself in her towel as she made her way to the benches to dry off. Ginny lay down on her towel stretching her legs out. Once again her hands find her soft folds.