Soul Pieces

SOUL PIECES

Disclaimer: I don\'t own Harry Potter

Chapter 1: Desire

The Burrow

Ginny\'s Bedroom

\"Harry, please, we can\'t ...we can\'t,\" she pleaded, looking into his green eyes.


\"Why? Why can\'t we? I\'m sick of everyone telling me what I should or shouldn\'t do! I want you, \'Mione. I want you to be mine. I want to be inside you...\" he said, holding her waist.


\"Ha!\" she replied.


\"Don\'t! Don\'t say that you don\'t want this. I can see it in your eyes. I can see the fire, the desire. Tell me, if you don\'t want to do anything, why are you wearing this?\"


\"This is my nightgown! What I am supposed to sleep in, my Gryffindor robes?\"


Harry laughed.


\"Oh, please! I know you wear pajamas. You never ... you\'ve never worn anything like this,\" he said, touching the soft fabric; his other hand touching her hips, her butt, her body...


Oh, Merlin! What are those hands! Hermione thought.


\"And you are not even wearing a bra?\" he inquired.


Hermione looked at him in shook. \"How...\"


\"Luv,\" he placed his hands over her breasts, \"your nightgown is almost transparent.\"


And with that, he began to kiss her from neck to ears, his tongue traveling slowly across her jaw. Hermione wanted to push him away but Merlin that felt good!


She wanted him.


She needed him...

*Merlin! How that felt good! *

Harry couldn\'t stop himself; he leant on her and placed his lips on hers. He put all his feelings into that one kiss. He was hungry for her.

She moved her hand to the back of his neck and pulled him close to her. They kissed, as the whole world disappeared around them. Nothing mattered anymore.


He kissed her hungrily, his hands roaming over the length of her body; her back, her butt, her arms, wherever he could reach. They were on fire, it was so hot! She let her hands wander over his back where she could feel his back muscles flexing as he moved.

Thank God for Quidditch! And the fact that he was only wearing his blue short boxers didn’t help either!

How can I stop this when he look so damn good!????!

She moaned when her nightgown was yanked over her head and carelessly tossed aside. He tenderly touched one of her breasts as he kissed her again and again. His thumbs brushed against her nipples and she shivered against his touch. Her hands were tangling in his dark hair, swirling through the locks as she moaned louder and louder into his mouth.


Hermione was at that moment only wearing her white panties. Her body was totally exposed.

*God, she is beautiful*

“You are gorgeous,” he whispered.

Harry kept leaning his body towards Hermione, and before they knew, they fell on the floor. Without a second thought, Harry stood up and carried her to the bed.


In bed, on top of her, he spread her legs just a little, putting one finger inside her and massaging her clit harder and harder with her knickers still on, the material only adding to her pleasure. She was tight though and he pushed his finger even further into her wet warmth secret place, wanting to loosen her up a little bit./

Harry then inserted a second and after that a third finger into her and she cried his name.

She moaned loudly and her hips were bucking upwards, for more pleasure. Harry wanted to see her, all of her, he wanted to taste her; so he took his hand away, and slid down her wet knickers. He saw her dark brown curly hair and slowly spread her legs wide before him. As her legs parted he saw her pink, swollen, wet pussy. He could have looked at it all day.

“Harry!”


He brought his mouth to her clit and he sucked it with his mouth, allowing his tongue and teeth to nibble it. He could smell her all over, a sweet yet spicy smell…

\" You taste like heaven,\" Harry said as he licked his wet lips, sucking his tongue before returned his head to between her legs.

Harry wanted her so badly. He needed more. In one quickly move Harry took his mouth off her and he pulled out his hands completely.
He grabbed her hips and pulled her down, so his face was at same level with hers.

She was in fire but Harry, though, looked completely calm as he kissed her lightly on the mouth and then he brought the hand that had been fucking her to her mouth and spilled some of her own juices onto her full lips. She gasped at that and Harry took that chance to insert one of his fingers into her mouth. She immediately began to suck her juices as he moaned and kissed her jaw line softly. He kissed her ear and whispered, just as she finished, “I need more, ‘Mione-”

He removed his boxers and she looked at him.

He didn’t need to ask if she had had sex before, he just wanted to hear her crying out his name as he fucked her.
Merlin, wow!

She touched him and felt his manhood warm and hard.

“Harry, please be gentle.”

Raising her slightly he slowly pressed himself into her. He heard her whimpering as he tried to get in without hurting her. Feeling the tightness surround him he went in a bit quicker hearing a muffled cry.

“Shh. it’s okay,” he said as he finally got himself all the way in.

Hermione moaned not being able to describe the feeling through her body.
She couldn\'t describe the sensation and feelings as the tip of his penis pushed against her maidenhood. He was barely halfway , when he felt the unavoidable barrier. He pushed a little harder but the membrane of flesh refused to breake.

Hermione pleaded into his eyes, her face was a mask of pleasure and pain.

He pushed again.

She screamed out in pain and pleasure when her hymen broke and her virgin vagina finally slackened after the assault of his big member. With one more deep thrust his swollen cock stretched her pussy to a new limit. Hermione first squealed, then gave out a loud moan of pleasure as his cock penetrated deeper into her tiny cunt. She froze, her eyes bugged out as his shaft speared her.


Inside her, he rocked back and forth. It’s an incredible sensation of his hard raging cock inside the walls of her tight soft wet pussy! Then it all improved when she suddenly cummed, and her juices dripped down his burly cock.. But then he realized that Hermione was bleeding.At that moment, he felt fear oh Lord I am hurting her ! But her face was pure delite and desire and encouraged by her lust, he lunged forward lifting her ass as he impaled her even more.

\"Oh, God! Oh, yes! Oh, do it faster!\" she gasped.

\"Do you like it?\" he almost cried, pumping harder and faster.

\"Yes! Yes! Don’t stop!\" she groaned.

She started to move up and down slowly and savored the experience of Harry inside her. He reached up and took her both breasts in his hands, thrusting himself deeper into her. She continued her pace for a little while, but that was too slow for Harry. He pulled out of her, turned her over and before she knew what he was doing, she found herself on all fours with him behind her, positioned to enter her once more.

Oh Merlin!

“Harry…”

“Shhh…I bet you will love this, Luv. Relax…”

She wasn’t expecting THAT. In one only night, Harry took off her virginity by all ways.

She moaned even louder and sexier. Harry could hardly take it. She was driving him insane and she didn’t even know it.

“You drive me crazy,” he whispered in her ear.

He quickly slipped into her wetness. She lifted her head up and gasped loudly when he pushed in as far as he thought he could go. Pushing back against him, he felt all her inner walls pulse, making him moan. His hands held onto her hips.

Yes, that was almost a humiliating position. She was there, naked, on all fours, being fucked (yes, fucked was the only word to describe THAT) furiously by her best friend, crying dirty words, and she LOVED it.

“Oh, Harry…Harder…oh…”

“Oh! Your are so tight! Oh! Do you like it?”

“Yes! Yes! I am yours! Oh!”

It wasn\'t long before he was coming hard inside of her. Exhausted, he pulled out of her and lay by her side.

“You were amazing, ‘Mione,” he said kissing her.

She smiled and replied,

“Thank you, Harry. Thank you for this gift. You completed me.”
~~~ ~~~~~~

Harry knew the meaning, the importance of virginity for a girl. But he couldn’t help but think that was His first time too. Of course, he knew he hadn’t been the perfect gentleman, but that had been the only way he could do that. Otherwise, he would never have the nerve.

Merlin, Potter you just had sex with your best friend! And that was DAMN GOOD. Watching her, a sleeping naked figure, he whispered to himself,

“How wrong I was to think that I could only made sex with you, ’Mione. We made love…Happy Birthday, my Hermione.”




2 months before, July 19 1997


Privet Drive- Surrey

Harry was in his bed studying the ceiling in his room. He felt sadness, angry, rage and a number of other emotions he couldn\'t quite describe. What would happen now that Dumbledore wasn\'t there anymore? To whom would he go to for help? How was he supposed find and destroy the Horcruxes?


Harry already knew the answer though: Hermione. Yes, who else could help him? He didn\'t want her to get involved, but he knew he needed her. He knew Ron would help too, but thinking about his other best friend only made him think about Ginny. He didn\'t know what felt for her anymore. Yes, he cared about her, but deep inside he was glad that he had ended it with her.


Of course, she had sent him many letters pleading with him, saying how much she loved him, but he couldn\'t let her keep such hope. He had already written to her, saying that it wasn\'t wise to send so many letters to him; Voldemort could be intercepting the owls.


After that, she didn\'t write to him anymore.


Ron and Hermione had sent him letters too but those were mainly only to say that they were doing okay. Of course, he wanted to know more about what his friends were doing, but that wasn\'t safe.


Lost with his thoughts, he almost didn\'t hear the shouts coming from downstairs.


\"BOY!\" he heard his aunt yell out. \"Come here, NOW!\"


Great, what the hell happened now? he asked himself. I\'m coming, Aunt Petunia!\" he replied and finally got out of bed.

\"You have a visitor, boy,\" he Aunt told him once he was downstairs.


\"What?\" he asked.


And there, standing in front of him was Remus Lupin. Instantly, Harry felt happiness.


\"Professor!\" he cried out, giving the old marauder a hug.


\"Remus, Harry, it\'s Remus now,\" said Remus with a smile. \"How are you?\"


\"Fine, despite everything. But what are you doing here? Did something happen?\" Harry began to worry; maybe something had happened...the Weasleys...Ron...Hermione...


\"Can we talk in your room?\" asked Remus, looking between Petunia and Harry.


Harry had forgotten about his aunt by that point.


\"Of course, come in!\" he said as he moved towards his aunt. \"Aunt Petunia, we\'re going to my room. I don\'t want be disturbed\"


Without waiting for a reply, Harry and Remus went to Harry\'s room.

Sitting on the desk chair, Remus began to talk. \"I can see that your aunt doesn\'t seem too bad these days.\"


\"Oh, yeah, they\'re okay. Well, if okay means not speaking with me, but I \'m glad for it. They know this is my last summer here... but tell me Prof...I mean Remus, has something happened?\"


Remus gave Harry a small smile and threw his hands over his hair.


\"Ron is fine, Harry,\"


Oh, God, Hermione! He only answered about Ron...


Noticing the expression on Harry\'s face, Remus quickly added, \"And Hermione is fine too.\"


\"Oh, thank Merlin!\"


\"But I\'m here because of her.\"


Harry gave him a puzzled look.


\"As you may or may not know, your house is being watched by the Order.\"


\"Yeah...\"


\"Hermione\'s house is too.\"


\"But...\"


\"She\'s a Muggleborn, Harry. And Snape and Pettigrew know that you two are friends. They know she isn\'t an ordinary student, but let me continue. Yesterday was my turn to watch her house. When I was changing shifts with another Order member, I still don\'t know how she saw us...\"


Harry chuckled.


\"Well, she saw us and invited me to drink a cup of tea. We drank the tea and talked; we talked about many things. I don\'t remember how we started to talk about the Black family and that\'s when I thought she had gone mad. She began to pace nervously. Her face was blank and she asked me, no, demanded that I come here and took you to her house because she needed to talk to you urgently.\"


Harry was so confused that he didn\'t know what to say. \"But what did you say about the Black\'s? Did you talk about Sir...?


\"No, she went mental when I mentioned his brother.\"


\"But she already knew about Regulus, didn\'t she?\"


\"Yes, but the thing happened after I answered one of her questions.\"


\"What was it?\"


\"She asked me what was his full name was.\"


\"And...\"


\"And I told her it was Regulus Arcturus Black.\"


And for Remus Lupin\'s despair, Harry too became mental.