The next morning Harry was out of bed like a shot. He was so excited to see Hermione again, that he rushed into the bathroom and quickly showered. When he came out, he found Chastity waiting for him covered in a towel. Her hair was brown which he now figured meant she was depressed, sad, or embarrassed. Either way he was glad to see her. He had almost given up hope as she had avoided him for the last three days.
Harry kindly asked, "Yes Chastity?" and then looked away so she was less embarrassed. He started drying himself off and pretending being naked next to a girl didn't bother him. Unfortunately, puberty had other ideas and he started getting hard, so quickly finished drying and wrapped a towel around himself.
"Does it do that regularly?" Chastity asked, pointing at the tent in his towel.
Harry blushed, but gainfully responded, trying to answer like a healer, "Unfortunately, yes. When boys enter puberty, we start getting hard seeing beautiful women...Also ugly women, trees, books, or a good stiff breeze." and he made a face while Chastity tried not to giggle. With an embarrassed sigh, Harry continued "Supposedly, this will become more appropriate and manageable as I complete puberty, but right now it is just embarrassing."
Chastity soon did giggle, and blushed herself, her hair turning blue.
Harry looked at her earnestly, "I really am sorry about assuming you were still a child. It should have occurred to me that, since you are developing breasts, the other things would be happening too."
Chastity, instinctively crossed her arms, to cover her breasts and blushed. She then let out a embarrassed sigh herself, and dropped them realizing she was being ridiculous. "I am sorry too. What I said was inexcusable, especially to family."
"Thank you for your apology." And he bowed to which she responded with a curtsey.
Now that the official apology was done, Harry broached a subject he was worried about, "You know, my best friend is terrified to be bare. Maybe the two of you can help each other to get over that problem."
Harry was starting to realize what the hair colors meant, and Chastity's hair now turning red showed she was angry. She then yelled at Harry, "Get bare in front of a strange boy??"
Harry a bit embarrassed, looked away, "Um, no, not at first. My best friend is Hermione, a girl." Then with a smile, he continued "Though some think she is a bit strange."
Chastity looked contrite and her hair returned to blue, "Oh! Well, that could work. The twins have no problems, but they're not in puberty yet, so they don't understand. It embarrasses me when they notice my difficulties." Chastity's eyes suddenly got wide as she realized something, "Wait a minute! Isn't Hermione the one you love?"
Harry glanced at her and blushed again, "I think so, she's certainly my best friend. Anyway, I have to finish getting ready, I'm to meet Hermione in an hour."
Harry then left the bathroom, while Chastity watched him go. After a minute, she began preparing for the day.
Tonks was waiting for him in the kitchen having a light breakfast, her hair hot pink like usual. Seeing Harry arrive, she said "All right kiddo, I arranged to visit the Grangers so I could side-along you over there. We will then call an elf so they know where the Grangers live and can pop you over in the future."
Harry quickly wolfed down some toast and jam. "I didn't know elves could do that." He said between bites.
Tonks replied wiping her mouth with a napkin, "It's surprising how few know, or are willing to trust elves to do this. People can be really stupid."
Tonks Apparated Harry over, and it still sucked, but was slightly better than the first time. Then she called a family elf who came and said they all now know where Harry's Hermy Grangy lives, and to call one of them when Harry wished to go home.
Tonks made her goodbyes and popped away. Hermione's house was a beautiful stone 2-story Victorian with a round turret. It looked delightfully old fashioned, but was obviously well cared for. Harry wandered up the walk to the door and rang the doorbell. He heard rapid heavy footsteps approaching while someone yelled, "No running in the house!"
The door was yanked open and Hermione seeing it was Harry, grabbed him in a great hug, "HARRY!"
Enjoying the hug and the scent of her, Harry gently broke the hug to look in her eyes. He said quietly, "Hello, Mine," and gave her a light peck on the lips. Hermione blushed furiously, and looked down.
Harry worried he had overstepped, asked "Is something wrong, Mine?"
Hermione with a rosy blush, looked up in his eyes and quietly said, "No…that was my first kiss."
Harry blushing as well, replied "Mine too. Was it OK?" He asked with some concern.
Hermione with a soft smile, decided she liked it, "It was sweet. Come in. MOM! HARRY'S HERE!" she yelled excitedly.
Juliet came walking fast to the front door, and replied exasperated, "Hermione! You don't have to yell!" Coming out to the foyer, she said more calmly, "Hello Harry."
Harry looked at Juliet and replied with a half-bow, "Thank you for having me in your house, Doctor Granger."
Juliet smiled at the old-world curtesy. She then in a brisk business-like manner stated, "No problem, Harry. Now I understand you have been tutoring Hermione on her essays. While I am grateful you helped her so much at school, I would prefer you didn't spank her, here."
"MUM!" a mortified Hermione yelled blushing furiously.
Juliet just continued ignoring Hermione, "Her father is pretending he doesn't know, despite me informing him of it. However, if he came into a room to find you reddening Hermione's bottom...it could become messy." she said with a wince.
Both Hermione and Harry were beet red by the end of her explanation. Harry with a full bow this time, assertively answered "Your house, your rules. No spanking, got it. What about nudity?" He suddenly asked.
Juliet looked confused and asked "I'm sorry?"
Harry blushing again, started explaining, "I have recently found out wizards…and witches, prefer to go without clothes in their homes because it allows them to feel the wild magic better. Clothes, especially modern manufactured ones, inhibit that connection and feel stifling."
Juliet with a look at Harry, gauging his intentions, replied "Well…I would not have a problem with it if you two weren't effectively dating. I really don't want her father to walk in on his daughter naked with her boyfriend. That would lead to even more messiness." Holding up her hand when Harry was about to speak, "I'm very sure you are trustworthy, Harry. However, her father still sees his little girl, and doesn't want to be reminded she is rapidly turning into an adult woman…or witch."
Harry just bowed again, "Clothes stay on, as you wish Dr. Granger." Hermione was just looking at him trying to figure something out.
Harry then looked at Hermione, and decided to ignore her inquisitive look for now, "Shall we go study?"
Hermione, not saying anything more, grabbed his arm and led Harry to her bedroom. As she led him away, Juliet called out, "Door stays open at all times, Harry's in there with you."
"MOTHER!" Hermione exclaimed, again mortified by the implications.
Juliet yelled back, "Non-negotiable."
"FINE!" Hermione exclaimed and stomped up to her room.
Hermione's room has a single bed in the corner with book shelves next to the bed. Actually, there were bookshelves on every wall except the outer wall with the windows. All of the bookshelves were full, some two deep. There were also a few piles of books that obviously didn't fit on the over-full shelves. She had a large table on the other side of the room from her bed, with two chairs in front of it.
Harry went over to the table and pulled out his texts and homework. Hermione came over and pulled out hers too. She kept glancing at him.
Now that they were alone, Harry decided to let her ask her questions, "I can't tell you if you don't ask."
Hermione not able to meet his eyes, asked "What was that all about? The bit about the nudity."
Looking like he really wanted her to believe what he said, Harry grabbed her hand and said as earnestly as he could, "It was exactly as I said, nothing embellished, nothing fabricated. While I am more than curious to see you without clothes, I would never harm my relationship with your mother or you by fabricating a reason to do it."
Latching onto what she considered the important part of his statement, Hermione asked shyly "You really want to see me naked?"
Harry paused for a second, waiting for her eyes to meet his. He then admitted with a beet red face, "You taking your clothes off while looking me in the eyes with obvious desire, is my favorite image when taking myself in hand at night." He then looked away before looking back in Hermione's eyes.
"Oh." Hermione said surprised but more than a little happy.
"What's yours?" Harry asked directly looking at her.
"HARRY!" Hermione exclaimed and looked away herself, blushing furiously.
Harry just kept looking at her with those green piercing eyes…waiting.
Hermione finally broke, noticing he was still looking at her and looked down. She quietly said, "You taking me over your lap, pulling down my panties, and spanking me." Hermione then looked over at Harry, and saw him shift a book to cover his lap. "What's wrong?" she asked with some concern.
Looking very embarrassed and holding the book tightly over his groin, Harry replied "Just my puberty embarrassing me. That last comment elicited a strong physical response, which I don't want your mother, or father, to witness."
Hermione giggled. While she wanted to see it, especially erect. Hermione also knew her mother catching her examining Harry's erect penis would definitely end the visit. She sighed, and said with a smile "Well let's start working on the first potion's assignment. If that doesn't calm your ardor, I don't know what will." Harry grinned back and reached for his work...while still balancing the other text in his lap.
Juliet came up to get them for lunch. She found them with their heads together going through some texts and talking quietly about it. "Time for lunch." she said, breaking their concentration.
After bringing the two down for lunch, she served them sandwiches and juice. Once they were all eating, Juliet asked "Why are the two of you doing so much extra work?"
Harry swallowed the bite, wiped his face, and responded politely, "Hogwarts education really isn't challenging. Most students don't really try that hard. I think wizards are inherently lazy." He said with some embarrassment. He then glanced at Hermione and continued, "However, there are exceptions. Every couple of years an exceptional student shows up and they are able to graduate with a mastery. Hermione and I, intend to be two of those students."
Hermione grinned and nodded her head. She then excitedly exclaimed, "There is just so much to learn! I want to learn all that I can…I just have to remember to only answer the questions asked, not the questions I wish they had asked."
Juliet smirked, remembering the 'tutoring' and asked "And that is where Harry spanking you helped?"
Hermione blushed and looked away for a second. She then unconsciously took Harry's hand and replied, "I was terrified. I had already used up the two spankings over panties. My next infraction was going to be bare…in front of Professor Snape. I could not face it. Then my best friend told me he would check all my work for any sign of rambling or extraneous information. He told me that he would spank me, without a paddle over my clothes, so I would be reminded he saved me from a harsh paddling naked in front of the teachers."
Juliet looked at her closely. A girl allowing herself to be spanked was not normal...at least at her age. She fished for a reason, hoping Hermione wasn't being coerced, "And you were OK with this? I'm not sure I could let a boy do that."
Hermione then explained her reasons, "The alternative was a very painful and humiliating paddling by a teacher. Harry did spank me three times for mistakes he found. Before you say anything, he told me at any time I could cancel the 'tutoring' and he would stop, but he would also stop checking my work. Harry was working very hard with his own work, his position on the house team, and checking my work. Even then, he surprised me."
Now that Juliet had her talking, she wanted Hermione to continue, "How?"
Hermione with a smile, still holding Harry's hand, replied "I told you that Harry had spanked me before both sets of finals, which angered me because I hadn't done anything wrong. However, without a sore bottom, I would have fallen for Professor Snape's trap. Professor Snape even questioned me on how I avoided it, before giving me the extra assignments."
Juliet thinking about Professor Snape asked, "And what did he say about a student spanking you, to avoid being caught out by him?"
Hermione looked a bit surprised, "Professor Snape was impressed, and said Harry was an intuitive genius, the way we are deductive ones. He said we make an excellent team. I just wish I wasn't so scared of being bare."
Juliet was more than a bit intuitive herself. Her husband was the deductive one. She suddenly had an epiphany and cried out, "Oh, my sweet girl, I think your father and I share some of the blame there. You see, much of your young childhood you refused to wear clothes. Harry's explanation of clothes inhibiting the feeling of magic now makes so much sense. From the first moment you were able to, you removed your clothes. You didn't stop that even when you were at school. Unfortunately, nothing seemed to work, withholding books, corner time, nothing. Then we started spanking you every time we saw a bare bottom. We even had to go to preschool a few times, and spank you for going bare during recess. You started realizing being naked meant you would get spanked, and stopped doing it. I'm so sorry."
Hermione with tears in her eyes, replied sadly "You didn't know. How could you know?"
Juliet then firmly asked, "How important is getting naked?"
Harry took a deep breath and let it out. He then firmly answered, "Fairly important. Rituals are usually done bare. There is one ritual Hermione will not be able to avoid which will require her to have sex in front of others. Hermione is a brilliant first-gen. As such, she will be sought after by many rich and powerful wizards because she will keep the magic alive in their families through her children. But, to have these children, any wizard will insist on ritual conception. This is done to guarantee pregnancy and a healthy, magical baby. For this to work, not only must the man ejaculate in her, but she needs to climax too. If she can't relax because of her fear of being naked, not to mention having sex in front of others, she will be unable to climax and the ritual will fail."
Juliet looked at Harry intently, "Will you require this of her?"
Harry shrugged and looked back at Juliet, "I am to be an Earl. As such it will be expected of me. Besides, why wouldn't I want our children to have every advantage possible? If you knew having sex in front of a crowd, pretty much guaranteed a healthy happy baby. Wouldn't you insist on doing it?"
Looking convinced, Juliet turned to Hermione and said, "Point. Hermione, strip."
Hermione very surprised by that command, asked "Mother?" with disbelief.
Juliet having made up her mind, decided it must be done. She looked at Hermione and saw her fear. Still, Hermione obviously needed to learn this, "Hermione, you are in front of your best friend, who has risked his life for yours. You can trust him, and if you could not, I am here. You need to start working on this. Strip now."
Hermione stalled, "I will, if he will."
Harry shook his head, "No."
Angrily, Hermione yelled, "Why NOT??"
Harry shoved his napkin back in his lap and looked at Hermione, "Just thinking about seeing you naked is making my body respond. Until I have mastered the impotence charm, I will not get naked in front of you. I have been informed it is the height of bad manners, for a wizard to be naked in public with an erection, when not having sex. This isn't about sex today. This is about you getting free from your phobia."
Hermione looked at his pants, and saw Harry's attempt at hiding an erection with his napkin...unsuccessfully. She blushed with a smile, "Ah." She then started taking off her shirt, and stopped when she saw Harry looking at her intensely.
Obviously embarrassed, and a little scared, Hermione plaintively asked, "Do you have to stare so hard?"
Harry looking at her intently, replied succinctly and assertively, "Yes, you need to get used to people looking at you, I am doing so."
Hermione mumbled, "It's not fair."
Harry said patiently, "I remember those were some of the words which caused your bottom to be paddled…"
With tears in her eyes, Hermione was able to take her shirt and skirt off, leaving her in bra and panties. She then stopped and broke down crying while covering herself.
Her mother went to her and just held her mummering, "Its OK, dear, it's OK."
Harry said sadly, "I guess I should go."
"NO!!" And Hermione broke away from her mother and hugged Harry fiercely. "I don't blame you, everything you have done has been to help me, to protect me."
Harry wasn't returning the hug. He then said, "Um Hermione? Could you not hug me when you have so few clothes on? It's making the pressure in my pants painful."
Hermione feeling his manhood pressing against her thigh, gave a watery giggle, "I can tell. If I can stand being undressed in front of you, you can walk around with an erection. Fair is fair." And with that she unclasped her bra and threw it away.
Harry stared at her breasts for a few seconds, then looked back to her eyes and quietly said, "Glorious, you are so beautiful Hermione." he said with absolute conviction.
With a put-upon sigh Harry turned away to adjust himself in his pants. He then turned back, and sheepishly said "Fine, let's get back to studying." He turned to Juliet, "Dr. Granger? Please make sure her father understands we are studying, not making out. I would like to continue being welcome in my best friend's house."
Juliet with a smile, replied "I will handle it, and….the door definitely stays open. It closes, you leave. In fact, new rule. While I expect you two to eventually achieve being naked while studying, you will do your studying at the dining room table."
Harry credibly bowed despite his obvious erection in his pants, "Yes ma'am."
Harry and Hermione went and got their study materials and brought them to the dining room table. They didn't get much more done, as she was unable to stop thinking about his eyes on her body, and he was dealing with a continuous erection. He found that very distracting. Soon it was time to go home. Harry said his goodbyes, and calling an elf, popped away.
When Harry got back home, he immediately went to his room and took himself in hand thinking about Hermione's breasts. He successfully let off some pressure…three times, though the third time took some work. Later after dinner, he asked to talk to both his parents. They said he could join them in the pool since they were spending the evening there.
Harry, with a towel around his neck, went naked to the pool. It was beautiful at night. The stars above, the light breeze, enjoying the sweet scents of lilac and rose from the garden flowers, and the sounds of insects though none were biting. 'Must be a ward', Harry thought. Harry went in the shallows and noticed the two were on a seat built into the wall of the pool in the shallow area.
Andy was sitting on Teds lap with her arm around his neck. Seeing Harry approach, she asked, "What can we help you with Harry?"
Harry replied after sitting on a seat a few feet from them, "I found out some more about Hermione's nudity phobia. Evidently, she was doggedly determined to be nude as a toddler and young child. The only thing which eventually convinced her to keep her clothes on, was a spanking every time clothes were off. She at least, subconsciously, now connects pain and humiliation with a bare bottom."
Ted shook his head and said, "That's tough. It's common for magical children to want to feel the magic on their skin. Fortunately, in our world children prior to 1st maturation, are allowed to be bare. Only in formal situations is it not tolerated. By the time 1st maturation sets in, which starts puberty, they are mature enough to understand the need for clothes, and possess enough discipline to override their native impulses."
Andy then continued where Ted left off, "Yes, her parents only did what they thought was necessary. Hermione is an intelligent girl; she just needs to be desensitized to it all. If you end up together, it is good you don't want children to mid-30s. It doesn't, usually, take that long to get a first-gen to orgasm in public for the ritual, but its not unheard of."
Looking at Andy, Harry went for broke and asked what he knew had to be a touchy subject, "How did you do it? I mean, from what Ted taught us, a woman's orgasm starts in her head, and if she isn't in the right head space, it will not happen no matter how much you pleasure her."
With a grin, that was duplicated on Ted's face, Andy replied not being embarrassed by it at all. "Perfect love, perfect trust…and lots of practice."
Harry looked confused, "Where can you practice public sex?"
Andy smiled again, realizing Harry was definitely No-mag raised, "That's not a problem. Do you honestly think you are the first couple with this problem? First-gens are essential to our society. They come from muggle households and often have these hang-ups. Once you both undergo your 2nd maturation, you will have access to the Orgy room. Every house has one, despite being accessible from other houses too. This is a place where you can have free sex, group sex, or partner sex with an audience. There are runes which make it impossible to enter, if not on active potion and past 2nd maturity."
Andy looked piercingly at Harry and continued, "If you two are still together at the appropriate age, take her to that room and make love to her on one of the couches for couples. No one will bother you there, though they will watch. Once you have her orgasming with that audience, you will have the problem mostly licked. There are also practice ritual locations so you can get used to strangers and having sex on the alter. It usually works out."
With a serious look to her face, Andy said "Just remember, you can't use potions or muggle drugs like alcohol, to get mellow or in the mood. It will interfere with the ritual. One of the reasons we allow so much practice while younger."
After another minute, Harry embarrassingly asked, "Can we work on the impotence charm? I found myself getting hard often when with Hermione." and he blushed furiously.
Andy smiled gently and stated, "Yes we will work on it tomorrow."
Ted decided to get back to the reason he brought his wife out here, firmly stated "Now, I am going to make love with my wife, if you stay, stay on your side of the pool."
Harry quickly asked, "Umm, how can you do that without it hurting? Doesn't the water wash away her slick?"
Andy looked at Harry with some irritation, but realized it was an intelligent Healer question. She quickly replied, "Special lubrication charm to mimic woman's slick for this situation, or if she isn't making enough."
She then rotated herself so she was straddling Ted. Ted then caught a nipple in his mouth and gently started sucking while his right hand was definitely doing something to her nether regions under the water.
Andy just moaned, and glancing back at Harry said, "No more questions until tomorrow. Don't be a cock-blocker!"
Harry quietly replied, "Yes Mum." and she grinned at the Mum but returned to paying attention to Ted.
Harry was transfixed. He had never seen something so beautiful. He could never imagine the Dursleys sharing something so perfect, so generous. While watching them make gentle love under the stars, he was imagining doing the same with Hermione. He hadn't realized he had taken himself in hand until he felt his release at the same time Ted and Andy obviously climaxed.
When they were obviously gearing up for round two, Harry went inside.