The next day, Harry got his next entry into the game show of 'Potter's Partners'.
This one being a large fifth year Ravenclaw, called Agatha Andrews. She looked big enough to knock him out, either by her fists, or just sitting on him.
She grunted as Harry tried his best to politely decline her offer.
"She was quite good looking," Ron said after his laughter had died down.
"She was a foot taller than me," Harry said. "Imagine what I'd look like trying to dance with her."
"Probably a right sight better than you would be with someone the same size as you," Lucifer said. "She'd hide you behind her... probably crush you, too, as you slow dance the night away."
Harry gagged while Ron groaned.
"McGonagall's really making us dance, isn't she?" Harry muttered.
"You'll be fine," Ron exclaimed. "Just try not to look at other women too much while you're dancing with them."
"How would you know that?" Lucifer asked raising his eyebrows of him saying this advice.
"He danced with Auntie Muriel at Bill's graduation party," Ginny butted into the conversation. "Smacked him silly when she saw his eyes travel down a girl's-"
"Shut up, Ginny!" Ron screamed, launching himself towards his sister and dragging her away from the boys.
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Lucifer made her straddle his lap every night as his hand teased the orgasm out of her, then he kissed her and sent her back to her room.
The way he stared at her while his fingers played her pussy gave her goosebumps.
The pleasure, however, remained one-sided.
He pushed away her hand when she tried to open his trousers, claiming he to be too tired.
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It was a few more days later on the weekend, when Lucifer found himself outside in casual Muggle clothing, looking out at the Black Lake, that a girl had finally approached him, and as he had expected, it was Eve.
"Hey, Luce?"
He had heard her say that pretty much every time she approached him, "Hello, Eve" had been his response every time.
"Do you have a moment to talk?" She asked, coming to stand beside him, slightly shivering in the cold.
"Of course," Lucifer smiled at her, "what is it you want to talk about?" He already had a good idea about what it was.
"I was wondering... do you have a date to the Ball?" Eve couldn't help but give him a nervous smile, when she finally asked that, knowing he would definitely not.
"...Actually. She asked me and I said yes."
"Oh....Is that Granger, you spend most of your time with?" Eve asked with slightly jealous tone, it made Lucifer feel a lot of impolite threats.
"Yeah, she if my girlfriend after all..."
"That's it.....should have figured that out..."
Eve couldn't help but sighed heaving knowing she missed her chance, "I will probably go ask Fleur to ask if she wants to go with me...."
"Well, glad you found a date," She gave him a bitter smile, "and I'll look for Fleur, don't worry."
"Eve.. I----"
"No, it's alright. You chose her," Eve said, with a suggestive smile on her face.
She gently caressed his arm before walked away, wishing him good luck.
He sighed, "What am I gonna do?"
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That same night, Hermione sat in his lap like previous nights but pressed herself against him so he couldn't get his hand between them. "Come with me tonight."
"I'd rather not. My head is killing me."
Hermione kissed his temple. "Let me make you feel better."
He wrapped one arm around her waist and held her tight. "I have reading to do."
It was one of the books Lucifer purchased from Hogsmeade, but it was just a way of distraction after seeing Eve's almost crying face.
Her lips moved down his face to his neck. "It won't take any longer than usual if you're inside me."
He heaved a tense huff into her hair. "I'm too tired."
Hermione rubbed her hips into him. "I'll do all the work."
"You're not going to stop until I say yes, are you?"
"No, sir."
He let out a long sigh. "All right. But I need to get back to reading in . . ." He checked the clock.
"Thirty-five, forty minutes."
She leaned back and grinned at him. "There'll be time to spare."
Hermione climbed off his lap and unfastened his trousers.
He wasn't hard yet, but she knew how to get him there.
He must be really stressed if her rubbing around in his lap didn't do anything.
She got his trousers down and started kissing his cock, teasing his balls with her fingertips.
She looked up at him. "Long day?"
"Very."
Licking his knob, she cupped his sac and gently pulled.
When he grunted, she smiled into his pubic hair.
He fit inside her mouth, but as soon as her tongue started to tease the underside, he slowly swelled.
She knew his mood wasn't good today either, so she insidiously let her hand travel from his balls to his perineum . . . then further back to his arse.
When her finger pressed at his puckered hole, his cock went from half-hard to fully erect in less than a minute.
She lapped at his length until he growled.
"Are you going to ride that or just lick it all night?"
A sneaky smile crossed her face as if that might just be her plan.
He knew that look. "Are you wet?"
"A little."
He rolled his eyes. "How are we supposed to fuck if you're not wet? Get over my lap."
Hermione draped herself over his knee and waited for the initial hit.
The spanking was perfect.
The stinging heat went straight to her pussy.
She was squirming and slick in three minutes flat.
"Okay, okay. I'm ready," she said, putting her hand back to stop him.
"Are you sure?"
"See for yourself."
His fingers slipped along her slit, amused at the amount of cream he found. "All right. Come up here."
Hermione kicked off her knickers and straddled him.
His cock poked at her lips, and she guided him inside.
It was a slow descent.
Her moves were a little awkward at first.
She hadn't ridden him in a while and never while sitting in a chair.
After a couple minutes, she got the rhythm, and his hand edged between their bodies, flicking her nub to speed her along.
His breathing got louder and shakier the faster she went.
She slammed her body down on his.
'Ah, there's that grunt I like to hear.'
His finger tickled her clit faster, and her belly lurched. "I'm close, sir."
"I know. Tell me when you're right on the edge."
She nodded. It was stifling in this room.
They rarely had sex with their clothes on, and Hermione was sweating through the back of her shirt.
She started to fear she might spontaneously combust.
"Come for me, pet," he murmured, not waiting for her word.
He could feel the predictable tightening of her muscles. "Let go."
Lower abdominals tight, she felt the waves spiral out, surrounding her pussy.
He hissed and jerked against her, his seed releasing in a heady rush.
"Lucif--!" She collapsed against him as she floated back down.
His wand slipped up the back of her jumper, and he cast a cooling charm on her.
She shivered with relief.
"Head feel better?" she panted.
One of them at least. "A bit."
"Did you like that?"
What was there not to like? "Excellent, pet."
"OWLS level excellent?"
He snickered. "Your enthusiasm exceeded expectations."
"What about my physical talents?"
"Your technique could use some work."
She gave his chest a weak slap. "Thanks."
"You won't get better if I say half-truth to you."
She snorted into his coat. "How much time is left?"
"Five minutes."
"Just enough," she muttered and proceeded to kiss him goodnight for their remaining time.
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