Happy Halloween 2
Later that day, after the feast
Walking back to their common room Harry and Hermione softly intertwine their hands.
Hearing a scream the two quickly rush to the end of the corridor, meeting a group of Gryffindors standing in front of the now torn painting that guarded their tower.
"It was him!" The fat lady wails from a distant painting. "It was Sirius Black!"
Quickly being directed back to the Great Hall the students of all four houses are gathered, listening to Dumbledore they're soon directed to make themselves comfortable and sleep here for the night, groups of prefects begin helping the younger years get settled.
Walking over to Professor McGonagall Harry and Hermione begin to quiz their head of house.
"But professor, I thought the evidence pointed to Sirius being innocent?" Harry asks.
Smiling softly at her favourite students Minerva begins to explain.
"We still believe that's the case Harry," She softly replies. "However either Sirius has been unable to hear our pleas for him to turn himself in, or he has some other motives we don't yet know."
"But why would he break into Hogwarts?" Hermione asks.
"That we don't know Miss Granger," She replies with a sigh. "We can't rule out the effects the Dementors may have had, so we're playing it safe for tonight."
Receiving a cautious nod from both students she softly places her hand on Harry's shoulder.
"Don't worry Harry, we'll find him." She says gently.
The pair are then interrupted by the sound of wings as a bright snowy owl lands on Harry's shoulder.
"Hedwig, what are you doing here?" He asks his faithful companion.
Receiving a blank stare he turns back to his professor.
"Sorry professor, Hedwig normally only comes when I need to send some mail, but I don't know why…" trailing off Harry quickly clues in.
"Wait, are you saying you can find Sirius?" He asks is owl. Receiving a sharp nod in reply Harry quickly turns to Hermione.
"Quick, we need a copy of the Daily Prophet! If we send that and a note to meet the Headmaster it might just work!" Harry says excitedly.
Pulling the items from her back Hermione watches as Harry scribbles a short note, attaching both to his faithful owl.
"Be safe Hedwig." He says softly, receiving a gentle nip in reply.
"I told him he should meet the Headmaster by the front gate, could you pass that along to Professor Dumbledore?" He asks his head of house.
"I will Harry, and thank you. You have one smart owl." She says. "Now you two try and get some sleep, we'll settle this from here." She finishes before turning to leave.
Settling down the two soon prepare themselves for a restless night.
A few hours later
Silence falls across the hall as the students sleep, the only noise coming from the occasional passing professor keeping watch.
Turning to her side Hermione sees Harry's vivid green eyes staring at the enchanted ceiling.
"Can't sleep?" She asks quietly.
Turning his head to meet Hermione's deep brown eyes. "Not really, you?"
"Nope," She replies. "I think I'm still a little wound up from earlier." She admits with a blush.
Glancing down Harry looks over her soft pink pyjamas, soon spotting a tent in the bottom. "Oh… Do you want me to help?" He asks gently.
Blushing further Hermione looks away. "It's okay, I can't imagine you'd be in the mood all things considered."
"I wouldn't say that." Harry mutters, blushing as Hermione's eyes shoot down to his crotch, spotting a smaller tent in his own navy pyjamas.
Smiling gently Hermione reaches for her wand, casting a witches privacy charm over them both.
"Wanna… help each other?" Hermione whispers with a smirk.
Smiling back Harry nudges closer to lay next to Hermione. Gently running his hand down her body he soon reaches her thick shaft, already half hard he firmly grips her length, feeling it begin to pulse in response.
Feeling his wandering hand Hermione reaches over to return the favour, her hand soon covering Harry's entire hard shaft as she softly massages the tip through his pyjamas.
Wasting little time both eagerly reach down to free their cocks. Harry's eyes looking down to see Hermione's thick 10 inch length as Hermione looks over at his cute 4 inch cock.
Wrapping their fingers around each others cocks they begin to gently stroke, each reaching their hands up to rub precum along the shaft, letting their fingers glide up and down.
Soon reaching a soft pace the pair begin to gently moan as the pleasure builds in their cocks. Feeling a spike of pleasure Hermione lets out a deeper moan before freezing in panic. Looking around they're relieved to see no other witches were woken up by their noise.
As they begin to relax once more and continue to gently masturbate each other they're interrupted by someone clearing their throat above them.
Looking up the pair are startled to see the amused eyes of their head of house. Having returned to keep watch over the students Professor McGonagall had been patrolling the hall when she noticed the pairs antics.
Walking closer she softly begins to speak. "Sorry to… interrupt," She says, a teasing tone in her voice. "I thought you should know that we've located Sirius Harry, and both the headmaster and Amelia Bones are resolving it as we speak."
With his hand still gently holding Hermione's shaft Harry looks up with gratitude. "Thank you professor."
"You're very welcome," She replies. "Now you two finish up and get some sleep." She finishes with a wink.
Blushing the pair begin to softly stroke each other once more as their professor turns to leave.
Turning back Minerva addresses them once more.
"Oh, just one more thing," She says, whilst reaching within her robes, slowly sliding something to her ankles. "Enjoy." She says with a grin, gently reaching out a leg until a piece of cloth falls against Harry's chest.
Looking down Harry finds a soft pair of lace panties sat against his chest, a soft violet in colour. He nervously reaches down to grab them. Looking back up at his professor Harry sees her give him a grin, her eyes sparkling. Looking at her two favourite students Minerva teasingly raises her skirt, standing close enough to their head for both eyes to quickly spot her own half hard cock sitting free beneath, a thick bead of precum at the tip.
Letting them have a good look she then softly lowers her skirt once more, turning to leave with a smile.
Turning to Hermione he sees her eyes now focus on the pair of panties in this hands. Looking closer Harry's cock begins to harden further as he spots a deep wet patch, sitting right where he would guess her cock should sit. With Hermione's eyes locked on him he gently raises the pair to his face, taking a deep breath of the musky essence held within.
Breathing out Harry is surprised as Hermione rolls closer, soon pressing her nose against the panties in his hand. Hearing her breath deep Harry watches as her face lights up in pleasure.
Opening their eyes once more the pair meet, both eagerly taking in McGonagall scent. Picking up their gentle hand jobs the two begin to pick up speed until they're quickly jerking each other to a firm rhythm.
Feeling himself about to cum Harry takes a deep breath once more, letting out a quiet moan as he feels his body pass over the edge. A deep wave of pleasure settles over him as his cock begins to fire in Hermione's hand. Still keeping up his movements Harry is relieved when he feels Hermione's cock quickly pulse, her own shaft firing shortly after. With a restrained gasp thick ropes of cum fire from her cock, falling against her chest as Harry gently strokes her through her orgasm.
As they both begin to come down Harry pulls the panties away from their face, gently raising his now cum covered hand in their place. As Hermione stares her eagerly cleans his hand of her cum, eyes widening as he watches her repeat his actions.
Both leaning forward they begin a tender kiss, soon heating up with the taste of cum on their tongues.
Pulling back the two breathe deeply, feeling more relaxed. With a quick spell Hermione clears up the remains of their mess before dismissing the privacy charm.
"Thanks Harry, that helped a lot." She says. Then leaning closer to Harry she whispers in his ear once more. "Want me to put a stasis charm on those?" She asks, indicating the panties still sitting on his chest.
With a blush Harry nods, eagerly hiding away his new gift once she finishes.
Lying back the two softly entwine their hands once more, soon falling asleep as a pleased Minerva watches on.
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