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I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER. ALL CHARACTERS ARE THE PROPERTY OF THEIR OWNERS. CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM WELCOME.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione were sitting in their favorite fireside chairs doing homework. Harry was having a very difficult time concentrating. He kept glancing up at Hermione. Luckily she was too caught up in her work to notice anything. He would follow the movements of her newly formed tail for a few minutes before snapping back to reality. The plan he had formed on the way to the common room would only work if Ron wasn't around. Harry vowed to stay up as late as it took.

Ron yawned loudly and said, "I think I'm going to head off to bed."

"OK, Ron. I just have to finish this essay," said Harry. He tried to keep the anxiousness out of his voice. His heart started to beat faster with anticipation. Ron got up, grabbed his pack, and headed to the boy's dormitory. Harry and Hermione were the only ones left in the common room.

"Hey, Hermione, would you be able to help me out with a problem?" Surprisingly, his voice was steady.

"Sure Harry. What is it?"

"I'm having a hard time understanding this potions question." Harry looked up and saw Hermione stand and walk toward him. His pulse began to quicken. This is it.

Hermione started going off on a long explanation. Harry didn't hear her. He was just staring at her, occasionally nodding his head. She smelled differently then she used to. It's not a bad smell, thought Harry.

When Hermione stopped talking, Harry said, "Thanks, Hermione. I've been meaning to tell you that you look great as a cat." He blushed a deep red as he said that.

"Oh, thank you Harry. I'm starting to get used to it." Harry nodded and looked deep into her yellow cat eyes. He held her gaze before she broke it off. She couldn't blush, but Harry could tell she was slightly embarrassed.

"Does the fur cover your entire body?"

"Yes. That gets kind of annoying sometimes when I, well, go to the bathroom. But I'm sure I'll get used to the feeling." She looked back at Harry and caught him staring. Her instincts told her that he liked her as more than a friend. She didn't mind one bit.

"Is your fur soft," asked Harry.

"Yes it is. Do you want to feel it?"

Harry hesitated before reaching out a hand towards her head. He gently rubbed her between the hears. She automatically started purring. Harry stopped.

"Wow Hermione. I didn't know you could purr. That's pretty cool."

"Well, I haven't let anyone touch me yet, so I just found out, too." When Harry had touched her head, sensations she had never felt before had flowed through her body. She knew what she wanted, but didn't know quite how to get it.

Harry reached out again, but before he could touch her, he heard footsteps coming from the stairs. He yanked his hand back and started working on his essay again. Hermione still stood in front of him.

Ron came down and saw Hermione standing in front of Harry. He just assumed that she was helping him with his essay. He grabbed a cup of water, drained it, and headed back to the dormitories.

When he was gone, Harry looked up and was surprised to see Hermione still standing there. She kneeled down in front of him. They looked at each other for a few seconds before Hermione started moving her head closer to Harry's. His breathing became shallow and his heart raced even more. Hermione made it to his face and lightly kissed him on the lips. Harry responded to the kiss. Both got more passionate the longer the kiss lasted.

Hermione finally broke it and was breathing heavily. She quickly glanced down to Harry's crotch and noticed a small bulge. Harry saw her glance down and knew that she had seen his growing erection. Instead of standing up and backing away, Hermione reached out a fur-covered hand and began unbuttoning Harry's jeans. He lifted his butt a little so that she could take them off. The bulge was quite a bit bigger now, and clearly showed through Harry's underwear. Hermione began working them off as well, and Harry once again lifted his butt to allow the underpants to come off.

Being 12, he wasn't very big. Hermione could care less. She took his cock into her hands and started rubbing up and down. Harry moaned. He thought his own hands felt good, but they were nothing compared to Hermione's. The feeling of something furry, yet firm, was something he wanted to feel more of. Hermione picked up the pace a little bit as a little bit of precum lubricated her hand. Harry moaned, trying to keep his voice down so no one would hear.

After a little while, Hermione took her hand off his shaft. She looked into his eyes and brought her mouth slowly to the tip of his cock. Her tongue flicked out and she could taste his precum. Her tongue was the same texture as a cat's. Harry had never felt anything like it before. She stopped flicking his tip and took his entire dick in her mouth. She gagged a little bit, but quickly got used to it. She began bobbing her head up and down, occasionally using her tongue to lick the underside.

Harry started thrusting his hips, causing his cock to go deeper into Hermione's mouth. He could feel her rough feline tongue rubbing the underside of his cock. He knew he wasn't going to last much longer. Hermione could sense his coming orgasm and sped up her bobbing.

"Ohh, Hermione, I'm so close!" Hermione stopped bobbing, and started sucking. Harry arched his back in pure ecstasy at the vacuum feeling of Hermione's mouth. "Hermione, I'm going to CUM!!" As he said that, he felt his balls contract. He could feel squirt after squirt of cum flowing from the tip of his penis into Hermione's waiting throat. She swallowed every drop of cum Harry gave her, not letting anything get away.

Harry's orgasm ended, and he collapsed in the chair. Hermione looked up at him and smacked her lips. "Wow, Harry. That was very good."

"Thanks, Hermione," Harry panted. "I guess it's my turn to make you feel good."

"No, you really don't have to."

"But I want to." Harry stood up and gently moved Hermione to the chair. He got down on his knees and looked her in the eye. "Are you ready?" Hermione nodded. She was wearing her Hogwarts uniform. Harry reached around her waist until he found the hem of her skirt. He gently pulled down. Hermione lifted her butt and he was able to pull the skirt off. He discovered that she wasn't wearing any panties. He gave her a questioning look.

"I can't wear any panties yet. I have to have them special ordered." Harry didn't really care whether she had panties or not. He looked back down, and could make out her slit through the fur. He had never seen anything so beautiful. He began to rub her with one of his hands, while the other one snaked its way to her chest. He knew she didn't have large breasts, but he didn't care. He could feel a small mound of flesh and knew he had reached his destination. He gently squeezed her breast while still rubbing her pussy. Hermione started moaning at the sensations Harry was giving her. Soon her pussy was wet.

Harry took the opportunity and inserted a finger into her tight virgin pussy. She started purring again. He liked that sound. Slowly he finger-fucked her while gently pinching her preteen nipple. Hermione was lost in ecstasy. She began thrusting her hips in time with Harry's finger. Juices flowed from her snatch and she knew she was close to orgasm. Harry's pace quickened as he felt more juices flow from Hermione. He abruptly stopped using his finger. He put his face close to her pussy and inhaled. He could smell the sweetness of her juices. He flicked his tongue out and traced it on the outline of her pussy. She moaned again, trying to keep her voice down.

Harry continued to lick her, occasionally entering her pussy with his tongue. He found a little nub near the top and flicked it with his tongue. Hermione gasped and thrust her pussy into Harry's face. He started sucking on it lightly.

"Oh, Harry, I'm going to cum soon! Please make me cum!" Harry's tongue moved faster over her clit. More juices flooded his mouth. He knew she was close. He took two fingers and inserted them into her soaking wet snatch. "Harry, so close! I'm going to cum!!" Hermione moaned loudly and her cum flowed into Harry's waiting mouth. Just like her, he swallowed every last drop of her sweet nectar. When her orgasm subsided, she sank back into the chair. He rose to eye level and leaned over to kiss her. She could taste herself on his lips. Not bad, she thought.

"Thank you, Harry. That was wonderful." Harry smiled, knowing there would be much more fun in the near future.