Time Alone With Herself

Hermione was laying there, a false Harry naked in bed, staring up at the real Ginny Weasley. She couldn't tell what that damned fire-crotch was up to, but whatever it was, she wasn't going to get away with it.

"So, Hermione..." Hermione said in Harry's voice. "Why don't we have a little fun with Ginny's body. I'm sure she wouldn’t mind."

Ginny laughed anxiously, but undressed like this was any other night. Ginny's body had developed nicely over the years. Beneath her feminine curves and soft freckled skin, lay well toned muscles from her years of Quidditch practice. Her long graceful legs were slender but her hips and ass had just the right kind of curves to drive any man wild. Her cute freckled breasts pushed up in to the moonlight and just begged to be grasped. Her tender red lips pulled Hermione closer, calling out to be kissed.

"What do you think?" Ginny asked nervously, fighting the urge to cover herself up.

"Cute... but I like you're body more 'Mione." Hermione answered, in her best 'reassuring husband' voice.

Ginny forced a smile. "Oh, you're just saying that. Ginny's breasts are so much bouncier than mine." She gave them a little jiggle as she said that.

There was no way Hermione was going to lose this game. "Yeah, but her breasts are shaped funny and yours are just plain cuter. And look at her butt," She said giving it a little spank. "It's got no shape."

"Oh, come on." Ginny pleaded, trying to rein the conversation back her way. "I turned in to Ginny because I thought you'd enjoy it."

Feeling victorious, Hermione decided to ease up a little. She took Ginny in to a playful embrace. "I do, I just didn't want you to feel second best when I was ravaging Ginny's body."

"Ravaging?" Ginny replied with mock worry.

Hermione let out a little growl and tackled Ginny down to the bed, forgetting how strong Harry was. She was still a little worn out from their last little encounter, but they only had less than an hour left and she was going to make the best of it. She hated to admit it, but Ginny's breasts really were nicer than hers. She teased them, kissed them, squeezed and licked those delicious orbs. They were a full cup size larger and, from the sounds Ginny was making, twice as sensitive.

Ginny let out a funny gasping moan, almost like she was trying not to laugh while still loving the feeling Hermione's lips were giving her. That sound drove Hermione wild and she had to hear more. She licked around Ginny's nipple, careful not to brush up against them, just to tease Ginny to the point of insanity. She was going to make Ginny her play thing, her lust driven whore. Something about the way Ginny was enjoying herself pissed Hermione off, made her want to lash out, but she let her tongue do the lashing. She groped Ginny's breasts, pulled her nipples with her fingers, running her hands up and down Ginny's soft body, loving her, hating her.

Hermione cock was beginning to throb with desperate rage as her lips and mouth began getting wetter and heavier on Ginny's sweet flesh. Before she could tell why or what she was doing, she pulled her lips back and dangled them millimeters above Ginny's mouth, staring deeply in to her warm brown eyes. But Hermione didn’t lean in for a kiss, she just waited there, tasting the sex drenched breath coming up from Ginny's mouth.

She licked her lips hesitantly, staring in to those deep brown eyes, feeling like she should say something. Hundreds of emotions started to bubble up inside of her. There was hatred lust, wild passion and disgust. She hated Ginny for putting her in this position, she hated herself for getting them both this mess. She wanted to scream at Ginny, tell her it was all a lie, that she wasn't with the real Harry, but she felt sorry for the little redhead. They had been, and still were friends. Hermione was hurt and confused, wishing she had never touched that damned Time Turner in the first place. But those deep brown eyes brought her back in to the moment, back to those soft pink lips resting beneath hers. This was all supposed to be an act, just a simple act to placate the whims of a desperate friend. It would all be over at the end of the hour, and all Hermione needed to do was continue on acting.

She dipped Harry's lips down on to Ginny's in one big wet kiss. Ginny's lips were tender and soft, sweet with a hint of cinnamon. The small pool of saliva that had built up in her mouth from the moment of hesitation flowed in to Ginny's mouth as their tongues danced around softly, lips melding together. Hermione's fingers tingled and her head began to swim, but she held the kiss longer, finding it's simplistic pleasure a welcome answer to all of her confusion. Her fingers interlaced with Ginny's, the kiss moving from her lips to her neck. Her kisses became rough, sucking and slurping at Ginny's sweet skin wildly. She pushed her hands down Ginny's body, brushing her palms across the tuff of red hair on Ginny's crotch, causing her to shiver. She pushed her knees apart, the redhead's glistening folds stood flush red and waiting for her. She was drunk with passion, and Ginny wasn't putting up much of a fight.

Hermione locked her hands around Ginny's round hips and pulled her crotch up against hers. She teased the entrance with her cock, feeling the heat pouring from Ginny's body. Somehow Ginny's pussy felt hotter than her other self's did less than an hour ago. Something about that pissed Hermione off, so with one rough thrust, she dove her cock inside of Ginny, making the poor girl gasp out in a mix of pleasure and pain.

"What's wrong?" Hermione asked, snapping out of her frenzy. "Are you alright?"

There was a slight hesitation before Ginny answered, "Yeah I'm fine. But I think Ginny might have been a virgin."

Somehow that pissed Hermione back off. Without missing a beat, she replied, "Well, that's alright. It's not like I took the real Ginny's virginity. Polyjuice Potion wouldn't have that kind of effect on her, right?"

Ginny's eyes stormed with answers, but the only one she could get away with was, "Yeah."

Hermione gave the girl a few more seconds to recover before thrusting her cock again. The hot tight walls of Ginny's virgin pussy hugged her cock like nothing else before it. Ginny had already had sex, but not in her own body, which was making for an interesting mix of reluctance and excitement. It was like Ginny was trying to enjoy it, but her body wasn't ready. This excited Hermione even more.

The crewel twisted sense of justice was fueling Hermione's desires. Ginny's soft warm flesh in her hands, her tight wet hole on her cock, the heavy scent of sex in the air, every little last detail excited her. She wanted to tease Ginny more, make her squeal out in that cute voice that drove her wild. A sudden naughty idea popped in to her mind.

"Hey." Hermione called out between thrusts. "If Ginny is still a virgin in the front, what about in the back?"

The shear bluntness of the question threw Ginny off guard. "What?!" She squealed out.

"I mean..." Hermione grunted, pretending to miss Ginny's slip up. "Since this was Ginny's first time, there's no telling how tight her ass is, right?"

Ginny's face turned redder than her hair, but she nodded with fake enthusiasm. Hermione could have suggested pretty much anything at this point and Ginny would have to play along if she didn't want to blow her cover. Ginny reluctantly turned around and presented her cute little back side up to Hermione. Hermione's cock was still dripping with Ginny's excitement, so it didn't take much effort when she pushed her way through Ginny's reluctant hole.

"Merlin's beard, she really is tight." Hermione said, her sensitive cock feeling every little detail of Ginny's ass.

"Yeah..." Ginny moaned, hiding her discomfort. "It feels good though."

"You know 'Mione." Hermione said, slowly starting to move her cock in deeper. "Ever since I met Ginny, I've always wanted to bend her over like this."

Ginny paused for a moment, hiding her hesitation behind soft moans. "What, have you been thinking about Ginny when you were with me?"

It was hard for her to feel sorry for the girl when her ass felt so good, but Hermione felt a little pang of guilt from taking Harry away from Ginny. If it weren't for her, Ginny would probably be here in bed with the real Harry and not in this mess of lies. But then again, Ginny did ask for this.

Hermione thrust her cock faster, her hips slapping against Ginny's tight rear end. "Of course not 'Mione. You know I love you."

Ginny clenched harder, trying to take control of the moment. "Oh come on, you don't fantasize about her?"

"Do you?" Hermione retorted.

By now, Ginny had been so overtaken by pleasure and pain that she couldn't keep herself up. She fell to on to her elbows, giving Hermione an even greater angle of penetration. Hermione grasped Ginny's hips, determined to punish the little redhead for trying to trick Harry like that. She dove her cock in deep, the friction from Ginny's tight hole almost too much for either of them to handle. Ginny had either finally relaxed or given up because Hermione found it easier and easier to ravage the poor little girl.

"Slow down, it feels like you're churning my insides." Ginny protested.

"Just hold on." Hermione grunted, her breath rushed with elation. "I'm almost there."

"'kay." Ginny moaned, gritting her teeth.

Hermione could feel her body growing tight again, her thrusts becoming faster and faster. Even as good as it felt, Hermione could help but think about Harry, about cheating on him, about taking this wonder moment away from him. She promised she would make it up to him somehow, maybe even turn herself in to Ginny and let him fuck her like this. Pleasure over took worry and she felt her balls twitch with that familiar warning. She pushed her cock in to the hilt, driving her hips against Ginny's, there was no need to pull out this time.

The first twitch made her whole body jerk forward, her cock bursting her seed deep within Ginny's bowels. The redhead gasped out loud, clutching weakly at bed sheets. Hermione's cock twitched again, her hips jerked forward, another load of cum erupting in the tiny hole. Hermione tried to thrust again, but her body was so lost in ecstasy that all she could manage was a few fumbled humps, each one making her cock twitch even more. As her spasms died down, she could actually feel the cum sloshing around her cock, Ginny's tiny ass unable to hold all of Hermione's seed. But when Hermione pulled out, only a few drips cum oozed out and on to the bed. She couldn't help but wonder if the redhead was intentionally holding the cum in, just to be closer to Harry. But, with her head spinning, and her hour running out, all she could do was wonder.

When Ginny finally caught her breath, she pulled Hermione down on top of her for a long and breathy kiss. "Merlin's beard, that felt better than flying. And almost as rough."

"Oh you clever girl. But what do you know about flying?" Hermione toyed, watching the redhead squirm for an answer.

Ginny couldn't believe her slip up and looked for any excuses change the subject. "Just what you tell me about it. You know, we've been at this for almost an hour now, and my Polyjuice Potion will probably wear off soon, mind if I slip away for a minute?"

Hermione had been so confused by Ginny not taking the second vile of Polyjuice potion that she had forgotten that she would be turning in to her old self at the end of the hour, but Ginny would not. She knew Ginny still needed to leave because staying 'herself' for more than an hour would raise suspicion, but not as much as 'Harry' suddenly losing his dick and turning in to a girl. If Ginny hadn't been so desperate to change the subject, Hermione might have been in a lot of trouble.

"Sure." Hermione said, hiding all of her confusion behind a naughty smile. "Bring me a drink when you come back."

"I love you Harry." Ginny called out as she left the room.

"I love you too, Ginny" Hermione called back.

As Ginny shut the door, Hermione could tell she had said the wrong thing. Instead of being a little slip up because she knew Ginny was an imposter of herself, now Ginny probably thought that 'Harry' had been thinking of the real Ginny and not just a copy. The sheer complexity of the mess she was in made Hermione's head ache but she didn't have much time to think about it now.

She quickly dressed, climbed out the window and apperated to the front entrance of the hotel. She could feel her body churning and her old features growing back, her breasts pushing up softly against her shirt. While Ginny was still waiting it out in the bathroom, Hermione sat herself down at the bar and downed a few shots of fire whisky, desperate to pass off the afterglow of sex as being inebriated. When Ginny finally showed up at the bar, Hermione had worked her way in to quite a bit of a stupor.

"Hey." Ginny called out. "I think the Polyjuice Potion worked. Harry probably doesn't know the difference."

"So everything went according to plan? Can we put this behind us now?" Hermione hiccupped, acting drunker than she was.

"Well, I um." Ginny mumbled. "I stayed myself for the second hour. But I told Harry I used Polyjuice Potion to become Ginny as a surprise. I think he bought it."

"You think?!" Hermione fake yelled, trying to shake up Ginny without causing a scene. "You were up there, fucking my husband, and you think he may or may not know?!"

"Look, I was very careful." Ginny replied quickly. "There's no way he'll ever find out."

"So we're done, right?" Hermione asked. "We're even and you'll never mention this to anyone, not this or what you saw before, right?"

"Of course." The worried redhead answered.

"Alright then. As long as this is over with, I think I can live with that." Hermione breathed out a sigh of relief.

As Ginny got up to leave, Hermione called out, "Oh, just one more thing."

"Yeah?" The redhead looked back confused.

"How was he?" Hermione asked, trying not to grin.

"Beyond anything I could have imagined." Ginny blushed. "You're a lucky girl, 'Mione."

Hermione let her smug victorious smirk hide behind a drunken smile. "Night, Ginny."

End


Author's Notes

First, I'm keeping this story here since its still primarily a Harry/Hermione story and I've had a few requests to keep it here.

Second, I want to thank my beta/editor kyle. Without whom, this story would have been abandoned months ago.

Thirdly, sorry this story took so long to get posted, but I do have an acceptable excuses this time, I just joined the army. I'm a 25U (communications specialist) for a tactical psyops unit. This is awesome, but that does mean I won't be able to post anything for a year when I leave for training this September. So I'm going to try my best and finish up this story before then.

And lastly, thanks to all my readers for all your support and suggestions.