Dormitory Chronicles

101 Sex Spells

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The next morning Hermione opened her eyes to the beautiful sight of Ginny naked. She lay at the bottom of the bed sprawled out. Her newly developing breast had a light sprinkle of freckles visible on her chest, a fact unnoticed by Hermione the night before.

Breakfast wouldn’t be for at least an hour Hermione decided, so she reached outside the closed curtains and into her bag and found the book from which she found ‘Delictio’, careful not to be noticed starkers.

“Invisio hinc” – This spell was first developed in the late 1500s, to be used for spys. Its distance is based on the power of the witch or wizard casting the spell, usually less than 50 ft. One casts the spell by pointing their want in the direction of a person, saying ‘Invisio hinc’ followed by the person’s name. This causes the caster to be able to look through walls, doors, curtains or any obstacles blocking their view of the person said in the spell. Only the caster can see, unless they are touching someone else who would then share the sight.

“Wow”, Hermione whispered to herself. In an instant she had her wand in hand. She lay back on the bed, resting against the headboard and prepared to cast the spell.

“Invisio hinc Harry Potter”, Hermione muttered, careful not to wake Ginny. Her wand was pointed at where she knew the boys’ dorm to be. A hole started to form in the curtain of the bed, then the wall, boring through to the Boy’s Dormitories, into Harry Potter’s bed. Hermione reached out to touch the hole in the curtain, finding it to be solid, just see thru. Excited, she looked to where it led.

She expected to see her friend asleep, and was surprised at what she saw. Harry Potter was lying flat on his back, boxers pulled down under his testicles. His covers were sprawled around him but did not obstruct Hermione’s view. He was the first boy Hermione had seen naked and she was captivated by his nude body. His skinny stature only served to enlarge his penis in comparison.

“Oh my,” Hermione gasped. Harry’s erect penis was in his left hand thrusting up and down with quick strokes. From what she could tell from her distance his hand was staying near the top.

Hermione looked on with rapt attention as her hand too moved to her pubic area, skipping slow caresses, and instead sticking two fingers in right away. She knew Harry was almost done by the look on his face and the intensity of his stroking and she wanted to cum with him.

“Mmmmmmm,” she moaned licking her lips, her eyes still locked on The-Boy-Who-Lived.

She wondered what it would be like to have him cum inside her pussy, or even her mouth. Though Hermione knew her own body well, she had yet to experience the pleasures of a man. The depth of her experience limited to touching on top of cloth and snogging. She knew she must try it, and soon, she was too horny not to. Increasing the pace of her hand she used her wand to touch her clit, never taking her eyes of Harry’s penis. Not caring about how loud her moans we getting she whispered ‘Delictio’ and yellow sparks flew out her wand immediately finding her clit.

She turned over, keeping her wand and hand in place, raising her ass in the air and putting her face in her pillow, “Yeeeessss”, she moaned into the pillow which muffled the sound somewhat.

Her liquids were flowing down her leg, soaking the bedding. At the same time Harry, in the Boy’s dorms increased the ferociousness of his strokes, exposing and unexposing the head of his uncircumcised penis, until finally he came. Cum shot out of the tip, the first high into the air, the height decreasing after each squirt. It went all his stomach and onto his covers. Eventually it was just dribbling out the top of his tip of his cock.

Hermione missed all of this however, she was too focused on her own orgasm, her face buried deep in Ginny’s pillow. If only Harry knew the Invisio hinc spell, if he had he would have received a beautiful view of Hermione’s pale bum presenting itself to him.

Hermione eventually came down from her high and lay down. It wasn’t until an hour later that she was awoken by Ginny shaking her telling her to get up or she would be late for class.

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Classes that day were not a good event for the Golden Trio. Hermione still had pent up sexual tension after she witnessed Harry masturbate, and wanted to feel him cum inside her.

Harry couldn’t get enough of his left hand, thrusting his cock into at every chance he had, running fantasy after fantasy through his head. Fucking Hermione, screwing Ginny, even shoving his dick in the giggly Lavender. Ron was the most calm of the three, having discovered PlayWizard at age 11. He at least had moving pictures of women and men fucking to look at, imaging his friends’ faces on the witches in the magazine while he jerked off every night.

It was at lunch that day in the Great Hall when Hermione decided to take her problem into her own hands. Sitting down next to Ginny she started probing her for information and they quickly came up with a plan.

“I think it will work just fine if it’s only the four of us for now.” Hermione decided out loud.

“What about Ron, he’s my brother, isn’t that wrong?” Ginny questioned quietly, making sure no one would over hear.

“No it’s ok, magical folk don’t care about incest, they had to have sex with their family to survive in some places, I read about it in The Sexual History of Magic.”

“Fine, but when can we try it, the dormitories are too crowded right now, someone will find us”.

“No they wont,” Hermione assured, “will we do it over Christmas, I saw the sign up sheet last week, Dean, Seamus and Neville are going home so the boys will have their dorm all to themselves.” Ginny kept twirling her food around her plate, remembering what had happened the night before and what had happened the summer before she started Hogwarts.

“Look I have to tell you something before we let this happen.” She said her voice wavering, breath becoming shallow.

“What to you mean?” Hermione asked interestedly.

“Meet me in the library after class today, near the back by the portrait of Sir Diggory The Brave.”

“I’ll be there.” She promised and headed back to where Ron and Harry sat talking about Quidditch tactics for the upcoming game against Ravenclaw, wondering what it could be Ginny had to tell her.

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Hermione hustled out of Charms at the end of the day. She quickly traversed the moving staircases and long hallways of Hogwarts to the Library and moved her way to the portrait of a hansom knight holding a long broad sword. Ginny was already there when she arrived, starring admirably at the knight. Hermione prodded her to get her attention.

“Ginny, what was it you wanted to tell me?” Hermione inquired softly.

“It’s about something that happened the summer before I started Hogwarts, the side effects of one of Fred and George’s inventions.” Not letting Hermione get a word in edgewise, knowing if she did Ginny would be too scared to tell the story, Ginny drew a large breath and began telling her what had happened.

She told her how George and Fred had invented hard candies that caused a person to act on whatever feeling they had at the moment the candy touched their lips. Ginny had just finished showering and the showerhead had fallen into the tub squirting up at her pussy. She had immediately started having sexual feelings, although she did not know what they were called at the time.

Fred and George slipped a piece of the candy into her tea and when she took a drink she immediately got up and left the table. Afterwards Fred and George had abandoned the treat thinking it hadn’t worked. It had however, and Ginny went straight to her room, scared of the unknown sensations in her.

When she arrived Ron was sitting on her bed masturbating to a PlayWizard. Obviously sill thinking she was in the shower he immediately jumped off the bed when he noticed her come in with a towel wrapped around her body. His twelve-year-old penis was flapping in the wind. Ginny was incredibly horny at this point, yet at the same time did not know this new feeling inside of her. She did the only thing that came natural to her; she went over to him, pulled his pants down to his ankles, threw the towel off her and began to suck his semi erect 5 inch cock.

Ron could only gasp at what had happened, he was receiving a spectacular view of his sister’s pearly breasts from above. It was all he could do to moan increasingly louder every time she licked the head of his hard cock. She would experiment by sucking in as much cock as she could, or just slightly licking the tip of it, driving Ron mad with ecstasy.

She would glance up after each one and see what he liked best. It did not take long for her to feel his dick stiffen in her mouth, and as it did he grabbed the back of her head and pull it towards him, driving his cock just barely down her throat. With that final motion he came with a loud groan, his cum spraying out of his rod and down her throat.

Ginny immediately recoiled after the first squirt, the unknown action forcing her lust filled stupor to end. She was in a daze, all the while Ron kept coming, spurt after spurt all over her face and hair, running down her breasts and mouth. Ginny being so young did not know what to do so she ran out of her room to go get another shower leaving Ron to clean up his cum off the carpet and wonder what had just happened.

“Wow,” was all Hermione managed to say, “that is extremely sexy and is going to make Christmas a hell of a lot easier.”

“Why?” Ginny asked, embarrassed by what she had just told Hermione.

“Because Ginny, all you have to do is offer Ron what you have already done to him and remind him how it feels, Harry will be interested enough to try after hearing that story, trust me.” She remembered him masturbating last night.

“Alright, if you say so.” Ginny complied, and left without saying another word, leaving Hermione to fantasize about Christmas to come.