Interlude with a Defective Wand

Harry Potter and his two best friends, Hermione and Ron, are sitting in their favorite seats by the Gryffindor fire, Ginny is close by asleep. They decided to just let her sleep for a while instead of sending her off to bed as she has been looking a bit peaked and pale lately, which isn’t helped by the fact that she has that striking Weasley hair.

It was a few days before Christmas in their second year and terrible things had started too happen. People were being attacked (turned to stone) and the teachers had not caught the culprit or even been able to stop the attacks. This is why almost all the student body at Hogwarts has decided to go home for the holiday. This did not bother Harry, on the contrary, it made their plans to trick Malfoy into confessing to the attacks that much easier.

With a quick glance to see if Ginny was still fast asleep Harry turns to Hermione, ‘so how long is it going to take for the polyjuice potion to be ready,’ said Harry.

‘Five days, the day after Christmas and it will have brewed for exactly one month, if everything has been prepared correctly, which it has, we will be right to proceed with the plan,’ said Hermione.

‘That’s pretty cool,’ said Ron, ‘I mean in five days time we could turn into anyone or anything we wanted.’

‘No,’ said Hermione with a stern look, ‘the Polyjuice Potion is only for human transformations, it should never be used to turn yourself into any other creature, that could be really dangerous.’

‘Gee I wonder what it would be like to do something dangerous,’ said Harry with a rye smile. This earns him a scowl from Hermione that slowly turns into a grin.

‘Oh shut up Ron,’ said Hermione, as at Harry’s comment Ron started to laugh.

Ron trying to fight back his laughter, ‘still it is a bit of a waist having to use it to turn into two toads like Crabe and Goyle.’

‘Why, what would you do with it if you had the opportunity?’ asks Hermione.

‘Well,’ Ron said as he leans back in his chair, staring straight at the ceiling and tapping his lips with one finger, ‘I could turn into Malfoy.’

‘How is that any better than turning into Crabe or Goyle,’ asks Harry with a revolted look on his face.

‘Listen,’ said Ron, with a devilish grin. ‘I could turn into Malfoy go find McGonagall and tell her to go sit on her pointed hat and rotate.’

‘Ron,’ says Hermione with a scandalized look on her face.

‘It would get rid of the git forever wouldn’t it? Although Snape would probably stop him from getting expelled but at least he would get into enough trouble so he wouldn’t have any free time for say, the next few months,’ Ron explains.

Ron looks over at Harry who has the biggest smile he has seen for many weeks, and then turns back to Hermione who looks like she has permanently fixed a scowl to her face.

‘Yes,’ said Hermione finally, ‘that might solve our problems if it weren’t for the small fact that we don’t even know if Malfoy is the one attacking all the students.’

‘Still wouldn’t hurt,’ mumbles Ron.

Harry’s starts to chuckle now, suddenly a light seems to shine from his eyes. ‘Instead of turning into Malfoy we could turn into Snape and go curse Lockhart,’ said Harry with an almost longing look on his face.

‘That wouldn’t help our situation at all Harry,’ grumbles Hermione.

‘Well not the attacking people problem anyway,’ said Ron, ‘but I can see your point mate.’ The two boys share a look that is at the same time humorous, hellish and contented with the idea of getting back at Snape and Malfoy with the bonus of being able cures Lockhart.

Ron snaps back to conscience thought first. ‘You know we could turn into Katie or Alicia.’

‘Why?’ said Hermione removing the scowl to put a quizzical look there instead.

‘Just to see,’ said Ron sheepishly.

‘See what?’ puzzles Hermione.

Ron turns pink at this point. Harry can see where Ron is going with this and is trying to convey without words that he should either shut up or pretend to die, because if he doesn’t then he’s sure to be killed by Hermione anyway.

‘Well,’ said Ron, drawing the word out like he isn’t sure if he wants to answer the question. ‘Just to see what it’s like, with you know different parts and what not,’ he finishes lamely.

Hermione starts to get fired up at this point, she has more than a scowl on her face at this point and her lips are doing a remarkable impersonation of Professor McGonagall’s. ‘You would invade their privacy like that; you would subject them to that, just to satisfy your own perverted mind,’ Hermione whispers in the deadliest voice that Harry has ever heard.

‘It was only an idea,’ said Ron who obviously doesn’t know the trouble he’s in. Because if he did, Harry’s sure that he wouldn’t still be sitting where he is, he would be half way up the stairs to the boys’ dormitories.

Hermione still using that same dangerous whisper stands up at this point to face Ron, ‘you Ron, are a perverted, insensitive, sexual deviant, and have no idea how callus, course and idiotic you are.’

Ron is now cowering in his chair and Harry marvels that a boy so tall could possibly look that small.

Hermione continues, ‘if I wasn’t worried about catching Malfoy I would go straight to McGonagall and tell her everything you just said and then send a letter to your mother.’

Evidently this was the one thing that Ron would not sit back and take. He stands to face Hermione wearing an infuriated look, that doesn’t seem to intimidate or faze Hermione at all. ‘You wouldn’t dare,’ is the only thing he says in a voice so calm that Harry wonders how he accomplished it.

‘Since we are in the middle of something that would get all three of us expelled I can’t, so I will have to teach you a lesson myself,’ Hermione finishes, reaching for her wand. Harry is surprised by this, Hermione must be really angry, she normally just ignores Ron for a time and then things start to go back to normal.

Hermione is now pointing her wand at Ron obviously contemplating what would be the best way to punish him. ‘Put that away Hermione, we all know your not going to do anything,’ scoffs Ron.

‘Watch me,’ said Hermione imperially, raising her wand. Next thing Harry knows Ron’s back in his chair with a whelp on his forehead. Ron looks stunned, turning pissed.

‘There, you’ve had your fun now put it away Hermione because you want get another chance to do that again,’ Ron hisses.

‘Ha, as if you could’ve stopped me with a working wand, as appose to that bit of stick with spellotape your carrying around,’ jibes Hermione.

Harry only momentarily thinks about telling Hermione that Ron is probably even more dangerous with the defective wand than normal, because no one, not even Ron can tell what is going to happen if he cast a spell. He thinks better of it though because he doesn’t want to be at the end of either his best friends’ wands.

Ron stands again and he looks fit to burst, he is that angry. ‘Last chance Hermione; I admit that what I said was stupid and awful, now put down the wand,’ said Ron in a good imitation of a calm voice, although Harry can hear the anger bubbling at the edges now.
Harry thinks this is rather impressive of Ron, trying to diffuse the situation rather than escalate it any further, but one look at Hermione’s eyes and he can tell that she has other plans.

Once again Hermione raises her wand to cast the spell again, one Harry is pretty sure is a Stinging Hex, but Ron reacts with amazing speed and has his wand pointing at Hermione before she can hit him with another spell. Harry has no idea what happened next, all of a sudden Ron’s wand emits a small pop loud enough to wake Ginny (who sits straight up), crackles and then sends four streaks of what looks like electricity through the air to Hermione, Harry, Ginny and Ron.

Harry feels like his brain had been turned off, he has no conscience thought left in his head; all that’s left are his senses and feelings. He looks around at his two best friends in the world and his best friend’s sister Ginny; all the while he is starting to develop a weird sensation in the pit of his stomach. Harry feels like he wants to do something but as he can’t think, he can’t quite understand what it is. Harry can see Ginny moving, moving straight for him, evidently Ginny has a feeling as well but doesn’t have the problem of not knowing what to do. Before Harry can move Ginny has wrapped her arms around him and pulled him into a deep kiss. Harry can feel Ginny’s soft, warm lips pressed up against his, feel them parting so her tongue can play across his lips, begging entry. Harry obliges willingly and the kiss goes from deep to passionate, with Ginny lightly sucking on his tongue.

Harry and Ginny pull apart breathing heavily, looking into each others eyes longingly, Harry registers that there is another sound coming from somewhere close by, he turns to see both Hermione and Ron enveloped in a kiss that looks just as passionate as the one he and Ginny shared seconds before. The feeling in the pit of Harry’s stomach, which had only intensified when Ginny kissed him, now threatened to overwhelm him completely. Both Harry and Ginny are watching the two friends kiss eagerly, only holding back from pouncing on them because they were enjoying the show so much.

Finally Ron and Hermione pull apart after what feels like hours to Harry, they both look flushed and highly excited. If Harry’s brain had been working he would have been very surprised at what happened next. Harry flies straight at Ron and they both end up in one of the squashy armchairs by the fire in the fiercest kiss of Harry’s life. It was everything that the kiss with Ginny wasn’t. With Ginny it was soft, sensual, and intimately arousing, with Ron it was forceful, powerful and just plain sexy. There was no pretext to this kiss; both Harry and Ron went straight in for a very intimate kiss, almost using their tongues to wrestle the other into submission. After a time that seem to last as long as the Earth, Harry and Ron pull apart, to find Hermione and Ginny not only taking them in totally with their eyes, but creatively using their hands in a tight embrace. Ginny is reaching into Hermione’s robes and tenderly caressing Hermione’s hot little breasts and lightly pinching her nipples. Hermione has her hand down the front of Ginny’s robes and is obviously using her fingers to play with Ginny’s clit. Both are clearly becoming highly aroused.

Ron groans at the site of the two girls, he gets down on his knees and starts to undo Harry’s pants through his robes just as Hermione and Ginny start to undress each other in turn. Ron pulls down Harry’s pants and boxers exposing him to the room, at this point it is Hermione and Ginny’s turn to groan as Ron takes Harry into his mouth. Harry quickly becomes rock hard with the combination of Ron running his tongue along his shaft and taking his red throbbing tip into his mouth as well as watching Hermione and Ginny undress and play with each other. Harry watches as Ginny slowly places kisses down Hermione’s neck, pausing slightly to nip at her collar bone which elicits a small moan from the older girl. Ginny moves down painfully slowly for both Harry and Hermione placing kisses and licking any inch of Hermione’s skin that she can reach. The younger girl finally reaches Hermione’s nipples first kissing them lightly, and then twisting her tongue around her left nipple while pinching the other with her fingertips.

Harry snaps back to himself at this point as Ron gives him a nip on the very tip of his cock sending a shiver right through his body. As Harry looks down at his friend, Ron takes him all the way into his mouth, right to the base and proceeds to bob up and down slowly. Harry can feel pressure building up behind his navel now, he looks up to see Ginny on her knees, running her tongue up the inside of Hermione’s leg right up to the apex of her legs. At this point Ginny starts lapping at Hermione’s pussy with increasing intensity. Hermione starts to tremble all over; she looks up from Ginny to see Harry watching her, a look of absolute lust breaks over both of their faces, mirroring each other they gaze into the others eyes as they begin to climax. Harry can see Hermione thrusting forward slightly copying Harry’s own moves, he can feel himself taking deep shuddering breaths like Hermione, and Hermione unlike Harry is making small grunting noises as she thrusts into Ginny. Simultaneously Harry and Hermione flush a deep red, there breaths catch in their chests and begin to shake uncontrollably, Harry releases himself deep in Ron’s mouth while Hermione grabs the back of Ginny’s head and thrusts into her. Both come with astounding force and they almost collapse on top of the Weasley pleasing them. Ron and Ginny pull back licking their lips, causing their charge to feel an ache of need all over again.

Ginny and Ron stand up beside the people they have made come so spectacularly to look at the other two standing across from them; Ron and Harry walk forward to stand right in front of Ginny and Hermione. Harry, standing in front of Hermione and Ron in front of Ginny, each pair leans in for a longing, sensual kiss Harry’s hand running from Hermione’s neck down over shoulders to her firm little breasts, Ron moves his hands down Ginny’s back past her small hips to her most exquisite ass. Each pair spends a time caressing each other exploring each others body knowing that it wasn’t going to last, they break apart at exactly the same time turning to face the person beside them. Harry and Ron, Hermione and Ginny, each smile and move seamlessly to the others partner slowly moving down to the floor.

At this point Ron is the only one with all his clothes on, Hermione takes no time at all in taking them off with a little help from Ron. Ginny helps Harry take of his shirt and robes. Harry lays Ginny down easing her into a very passionate kiss made all the more erotic as he can taste Hermione’s sweet bitter juices on her tongue. Hermione however straddles Ron’s legs as soon as she removes all of his clothes and takes him into her mouth, sucking hard and releasing him with a small pop. She runs her tongue around the head of his cock lavishly, wantonly; she then moves to nibble just under the tip, earning a deep guttural groan from Ron. Hermione slowly takes him back in her mouth, meaning to make him so hard it will ache. Meanwhile Harry has worked his way down Ginny’s body, pausing slightly to suck on her nipples making them extremely hard. He has now positioned himself between Ginny’s legs propping them up so he has complete access to her opening. At first he simply plants kisses on her vulva but quickly moved on to licking her slit with long teasing strokes. Ginny slowly starts to open for him and he quickens the pace sending her mad, finally moving up to suck her little nub into his mouth and tease it with his tongue. At this point Ginny utters the only words the three have spoken since Ron’s spell went wrong, Fuck Me NOW, issues Ginny.

With that command both Harry and Hermione stop their ministrations and work there way up to be face to face with their lovers, Harry on top of Ginny, Hermione on top of Ron. At the same time, Harry moves himself to the entrance of Ginny’s cunt and Hermione positions herself above Ron’s throbbing cock. Harry eases himself forward while Hermione moves downward, both boys would have been amazed at how tight the two girls were but as it is were almost over powered by the intense feeling of being inside each girl. Both girls felt their hymen tear at the same time, but the pain seems to be pushed to the back of their minds; tonight was about pleasure and nothing else. With the smallest ‘oh’ of pain the girls start to grind against their man urging them to move with them.

The two couples quickly find their rhythm, pushing each other on watching the other pair move towards release, getting more excited all the time. Hermione starts to pound down on Ron making him moan each time she brings herself down on top of him. Harry is also becoming more forceful under Ginny’s direction, she hooked her legs around Harry’s back and has steadily been urging him on to the fast pace he is now pumping her with. All four students can feel their climax building but it is Ginny that releases her damn of energy first, it seems like she is about to scream out but Harry pulls her into a kiss just for the sheer pleasure of doing so, and she lets loose a moan into Harry’s mouth. Harry comes a split second after Ginny due to the intense pleasure of Ginny’s pussy tightening around him; he spills himself for the second time that night thrusting as hard as he could into Ginny. Ron, who has been watching these two, getting more excited all the time, blows with the force of a volcano thrusting even faster into Hermione, it’s this and the feeling of Ron’s cock tensing inside of her that sends her over the edge. Hermione almost goes blue this time due to her holding her breadth for so long, but finally she starts breathing again and flops down on Ron as if she doesn’t have a bone left in her body.

Slowly all four friends start moving, picking up their clothes and getting dressed, moving towards their dorms without a word spoken. Each gets into bed fully clothed still without a thought in their head, just a feeling of fulfillment and contentment. The next morning Harry wakes a little sore with the vaguest recollection of a very interesting dream, he shares this feeling with Ron.

‘Yeah I know what you mean mate, no idea what my dream was about but my jaw and hips are giving me the shits,’ Ron replies, ‘and I smell a bit funny’.

‘Me too,’ says Harry, ‘it’s a bit of a funky smell.’

After a good shower and a change of clothes the boys head down to the dinning hall for breakfast, where they immediately spot Hermione and Ginny halfway down the Gryffindor table. As they walk over they notice that both girls are rubbing themselves.

‘What’s up with you two?’ asks Ron.

‘Just a bit sore,’ said Hermione, ‘yet I have no idea why.’

‘That’s strange,’ said Ron, ‘both me and Harry woke up a bit sore as well this morning, plus we had a strange smell coming from us.’

‘Well I’m not exactly sure if I want to know what smells you two create, but their was a strange scent hanging around me this morning, and Ginny said something along the same lines before you came in,’ states Hermione.

‘Really?’ Harry questions Ginny.

Ginny turns a slight shade of pink and nods.

‘Can’t imagine what we could have got up to last night, all of us sore and smelling of something strange,’ says Ron.

All four go a bit blank at this, like their trying to remember something. Finally they come too themselves, the boys sit down and they enjoy their breakfast.

Fin------------

This is my first attempt at a fan fic, I would appreciate any comment you have. Just a simple good, bad or crap if you can’t bring yourself to write more than one word.

Thank you.