Harry and his Brainy Girls

Harry and his Brainy Girls

By: Sheltie

I don’t own Harry Potter at all

A/N: okay, another cliché one I just replaced Hermione, who is the usual suspect in these kinds. This one is Padma in the library with Harry. Warning, there will be some inappropriate use of books in this just to let you know. Enjoy!

Warning this is an M story

Chapter 137: Padma Patil

It was late and most of the castle was asleep. There was one lone person awake. Padma Patil was scanning the shelves with her lit wand. She knew it was past curfew, but as a prefect she had a couple of solid excuses ready if she were caught. But right now she hadn’t any need for them. She was right now too busy trying to find the right book. She frowned when she couldn’t find it.

“Blast” she muttered as loudly as she could.

“Something wrong Padma?”

Padma jumped and spun around to find no one.

“It’s late, I must be losing my mind” Padma muttered to herself.

“No, you’re not losing your mind, but what’s a prefect like yourself doing out so late?”

“Who are you, show yourself?” Padma hissed.

Out of thin air Harry Potter appeared. He grinned at Padma with his panty soaking grin that no girl was immune to. Padma wasn’t any different.

“Harry, what the hell are you doing here?” Padma asked.

“I was just doing some late night wandering and lo and behold I find Prefect Padma Patil out of bed” Harry said.

“Say that ten times fast” Padma smirked.

Harry rolled his eyes.

“What are you doing here so late Pad?” he asked.

“Um, I am working on a project” Padma said.

“Really, what kind of project?” Harry asked curiously.

“That is none of your business Potter” Padma said.

“Really” Harry said.

He then moved in close making Padma’s back hit the bookshelf. She gulped as she saw his green eyes darken. Just what the hell was Harry playing at? She then felt herself gasp as she felt something rub across the apex of her legs. It was hard and ribbed. She looked down and found Harry was using a spine of a book and was grinding it against her. She groaned as her hips bucked.

“Feel good Pad?” Harry asked into Padma’s ear.

“Yes, god yes. Please, more” Padma moaned quietly.

Harry chuckled as he increased the pressure and movement. It would rub against her clit causing Padma to gasp as quietly as she could.

Padma could feel herself get wetter and wetter. Her panties were soaked and she knew the spine of the book Harry was using was drenched too. Fuck, she was getting off by getting rubbed by a book. It was so wrong, but it felt so damn good.

“Are you coming, tell me when you are,” Harry whispered into Padma’s ear.

“Oh fuck, I am coming” Padma whined.

She felt her juices rush out of her completely drenching her panties and the book. She then felt the book leave as she was panting.

“Naughty girl, doing such a thing to a book” Harry said as he licked the spine.

Padma shivered and she lunged forward licking her own juices off of the spine. Her tongue met Harry’s and they kissed hard. The book was dropped and soon forgotten as Padma and Harry continued to kiss. Padma needed more relief and Harry was going to give it to her damnit. Her hands worked quickly as they removed Harry’s pants and boxers. Her hand stroked Harry’s erect cock and grinned.

“I can’t wait to get this in my pussy” she purred.

Her panties were soon removed and she felt Harry’s bulbous head tickle her sopping entrance. Padma whimpered as Harry kept teasing her.

“Please Harry” she whined.

“Please what Pad?” Harry asked smirking.

“Fuck me, put your godly cock in me and fuck me” Padma said as loudly as she could.

Harry smirked and shoved his entire length into the Ravenclaw Prefect til he was balls deep.

“Oh fuck, so full so goddamn full” Padma groaned as her eyes rolled to the back of her head.

Harry began pumping in and out of her as he pulled Padma’s legs to his waist. She wrapped them around Harry so she could keep his cock inside her where it belonged. Her arms wrapped around Harry’s neck pressing his face into her neck.

Harry took this opportunity to lick and suckle Padma’s neck causing the Ravenclaw to whimper and grind his hips into Harry.

“Please, harder” she panted.

“With pleasure my book whore” Harry said.

Padma bit back a very loud moaning wanting to escape as Harry was now plowing in and out of her with great speed.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck” she chanted quietly.

Soon her pussy spasmed and her juices dripped from her onto the floor.

Harry kept going til he unloaded into Padma. They stood, well; Harry stood panting heavily trying to regain their senses. Padma was being held up by Harry and the bookcase.

“Good enough for you Pad?” Harry asked.

“Yeah, I love working late nights in the library” Padma said.

Harry grinned and picked up the book again.

End