A Moment to breathe
Laying back, Hermione let her mind bask in the afterglow, her legs twitched occasionally with the echoes of her orgasm. The movement, she noted, made her oversized breasts jiggle slightly.
The last hour or so had been incredible. Hermione knew that sensitivity and breast size were not normally related. So either the spell had increased the sensitivity of her breasts as they grew, or it was a trick of her mind. She was certainly more aware of them than usual, though that could just be from her not being used to the size.
Harry’s hands occasionally brushing over them certainly helped to keep them fresh in her mind as they snuggled under a conjured blanket.
“You’re not going to keep them this size are you?” Harry asked eventually, one of his fingers gently playing with a nipple.
For a moment, Hermione honestly considered it. Walking into the great hall tomorrow, her blouse straining to contain her breasts and drawing the attention of everyone. The thought made her shiver.
“No,” she said with a sigh, “I don’t think that would be a good idea. Why, do you want me to keep them?”
Harry pulled her closer, so her back was pressed against his chest. She could feel his cock twitch against her ass.
“Are you going to hex me if I say yes?” he paused as she laughed. “Actually, would you call me weird if I said they were too big, I mean, How could you even live like this?”
She hummed in agreement, still smiling, “good boy.”
He was right of course. Even if the spell wasn’t temporary, Hermione was a practical person at heart and she knew the novelty would quickly wear off. At this size, even with a bra or support charm, her breasts would make it near impossible to function.
The idea of trying it anyway certainly had an appeal. Maybe, if she could get a couple of days alone to herself, she could try it out. Until then, the spell would just have to remain part of her occasional bit of fun.
Hermione pouted to herself when she felt Harry’s hand move away from her breast, a moment later she heard him mutter a quick tempus spell.
“It’s gone eleven, we should probably get back before people start to wonder where we are. You okay to walk?”
Huffing, Hermione sat up. Harry’s had laid his robe on the ground for her to lay on, but her back still ached a bit from laying on the stone floor and her legs still felt a bit wobbly, but she could make it back to the dorm.
“I’ll be fine, just give me a minute to… clean up.”
She could feel Harry’s eyes on her body as she carefully stood up and she couldn't resist adding a little more sway to her hips as she bent over to recover her knickers. She paused briefly, her hand on her underwear as he chest threatened to pull her back to the floor.
Catching her balance, she gave Harry a warning look, but there was no heat to it.
“Not a word.”
Chuckling, Harry climbed to his feet and held out a hand for her to steady herself with as she pulled her skirt back up. He also took a moment to cast a quickly cleaning charm on both of them and the floor, which she was grateful.
“Do you want me to undo that spell?”
She shook her head, “No, I’ll do it. Just, make sure I don’t fall?”
Undoing the spell wouldn’t hurt, she knew that, but if it felt anything like
casting it had? Well, she didn’t trust her legs to hold out.
Stepping behind her, Harry wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close, making her smile.
Their relationship had been slow to develop, Harry had struggled at first to show affection, always waiting for Hermione to instigate. Slowly though, he’d gotten more comfortable with physical contact.
This had really taken a turn after their first time together. It had been, well if Hermione was honest, it had been a bit of a mess. Both of them had been nervous and not really sure what they were doing. But after that, things had gotten better. Harry no longer hesitated to hug her in public or take her hand and the sex was definitely getting better with practice.
Now, with her new book, Hermione couldn’t wait to see what else they could do together. She had all sorts of ideas in her head after all. First however, she need to put herself back to normal.
Taking her wand from Harry, she pointed it at her chest and muttered the counter charm.
She gasped as the spell took effect. The feeling wasn’t as intense as the growth had been, but it still felt strange. It felt like her skin was pulling tight and she could see the goosebumps on her breasts.
Looking down, she watch as her they slowly receded, gradually rising up as they shrank back into her chest. Even her nipples were getting smaller.
When the spell stopped, she frowned at her chest.
“Was I always this small?”
Harry laughed quietly, “you’re not small, you’re perfectly sized.”
She blushed at the compliment and silently summoned her ruined bra and blouse. She passed her top to Harry while she cast a simple repair charm on the bra, the fabric knitting itself back together. Pulling the bra on confirmed her breasts were still the same size.
Harry held the blouse up for her so she could focus on repairing it next, the missing buttons flying across the room to reattach themselves.
Now fully dressed, she dispelled the charms on the door and led Harry back through the school. She was thankful Harry had been made prefect, it made sneaking off at night so much easier.
The fat lady gave them a suspicious look, but let them through without comment when Hermione said the password.
The common room was empty as they entered and Harry escorted her as far as the stairs to the girls dorm. Stopping at the foot of the stairs, Hermione took the opportunity to pull Harry into a kiss. Parting her lips to deepen it as he cupped the back of her head.
“Thank you,” she muttered as they separated.
Harry blinked, “okay, what for?”
“For not freaking out when you came into the room, for indulging my…
interests” she said carefully.
“It was a shock, but I can’t say I didn’t enjoy it,” he said with a grin. “Any more
interests I should know about?”
Hermione smiled, her eyes shining in the dim light.
“Oh,
lots.”
“Then I can’t wait to see them,” he leant down, kissing her once more, this time giving her bum a playful squeeze.
In return, smacked his bum with a thwack, the quickly ran up the stairs giggling before he could retaliate. She was already considering what spell to try next.
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