Transformation at Hogwarts: Part 7
#7 of Harry Potter
I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER. ALL CHARACTERS ARE THE PROPERTY OF THEIR OWNERS. CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM WELCOME. I DO WANT TO APOLOGIZE FOR THE LENGTH OF TIME IT TOOK FOR ME TO FINISH THIS. SEVERE CASE OF WRITER'S BLOCK, RECENT ACQUISITION OF A GIRLFRIEND, ETC.
Hermione and Ginny were much closer after their experience with each other, and Harry and Ron picked up on it right away. Surprisingly, they were smart enough not to ask questions. Or maybe they were afraid that Hermione would curse them with one of her numerous spells. Either way, the boys knew something had happened between the girls. They would just have to use their imaginations.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione stayed up later than everyone else, staying in the boy's room. "So, do you think Dumbledore and McGonagall have figured out how to reverse this curse," asked Ron.
"If anyone could, it would be Dumbledore. I mean, he was the Transfiguration professor before Dippet retired. I'm expecting that we'll be back to normal the very first day of school," replied Hermione. Harry and Ron had never seen someone as sure about something as Hermione was at that moment.
"Well, I don't know about you two, but I've grown accustomed to being part canine. I can smell things that I didn't even know existed, my eyesight is so much better, I can hear things from farther away... I don't think I really want to change back."
"But Harry, what about how itchy this bloody fur is? And it's only a matter of time before we contract fleas, especially since we're starting Care of Magical Creatures this year," said Ron.
"They can't make me change back. I'll just turn them down, saying I'm more comfortable as a hybrid." Harry looked at his two friends. Ron shook his head, but Hermione, as always, looked thoughtful.
"We don't even know if there is a counter-curse for this. We'll just have to wait until we get back to the school. In the meantime, I'm going to bed. Ginny and I are getting up early to get our school supplies. Goodnight boys." Harry and Ron said goodnight to her as she left their room.
"She's very optimistic about this, isn't she? Lucky her. Anyway, I'm going to bed too, Harry. See you in the morning." Ron shimmied underneath his covers, and within moments, Harry could hear him snoring. He smiled, snuggled underneath his own covers, and fell asleep.
Ron woke up in the morning with a raging erection. He knew he couldn't fall back asleep until things were taken care of, so he got out from underneath the covers and pulled his pajama pants down to his ankles. He admired his large cock, staring at it for five minutes straight. He slowly reached a paw out and wrapped it around his warm shaft. He moaned in pleasure, slowly stroking up and down. He quickly spit on his hand, making it easier to stroke his cock.
He moaned some more, trying his best not to wake Harry. He started picking up speed, his hips bucking in time with his strokes. His eyes were closed, imagining that Hermione was sucking him off, her rough feline tongue running up and down the base. Ron felt himself coming closer to orgasm, and felt his knot touching his paw. He stroked faster and faster, thrusting harder and harder. He felt his canine sack retract, and his canine cum sprayed from his cock. He moaned loudly in pure ecstasy, pumping every last drop of doggy cum out of his cock. After what felt like hours, his orgasm subsided. He looked around and saw a towel beside his bed. He grabbed it and began cleaning off.
"That was a great show, Ron." Ron jumped, looking around wildly. He saw Harry sitting up in his bed, his covers tenting, showing his erection.
"Harry? How long have you been watching?"
"Oh, about the time of your first moan. You weren't as quiet as you thought you were." Harry smiled at his friend.
Ron blushed underneath his fur, his cock still covered by the towel. He continued cleaning off, making sure that no residue was left on his fur. After he finished, he tossed the towel onto the floor and pulled up his pajama pants. "It looks like you need to relieve some stress, huh?"
"Yeah, I guess I do." Harry smiled, came out of the covers, and pulled his boxers down. His cock was slightly larger than Ron's. Precum was already dripping out of his cock. Harry took a paw and began rubbing. His precum served as a lubricant, so there was no need to spit on his paw. Harry closed his eyes and moaned softly.
Ron was watching intently. He subconsciously stood up and walked over to Harry. He reached out a ginger-furred paw and wrapped it around the uncovered part of Harry's cock. Harry's eyes snapped open and saw Ron standing in front of him, one of his paws just underneath Harry's own. Harry stroked up as Ron stroked down. They did that for a few minutes before Ron stopped. Harry stopped too, looking slightly disappointed.
Ron then got down on his knees and looked at Harry's cock up close. He slowly snaked his tongue toward Harry's throbbing dick, and licked it up and down once. Harry shuddered, leaning back with his eyes closed.
Ron then inserted Harry's entire cock into his mouth. Harry moaned, loving the warmth of Ron's mouth. Ron bobbed up and down, running his tongue on the underside of Harry's dick. Harry began thrusting into Ron's mouth, slowly at first, but picking up speed. Ron kept deepthroating Harry, fighting to keep his gag reflex at bay. Harry began to moan and pant harder, thrusting deeper and deeper into Ron's mouth. Harry could feel himself getting closer.
"R-R-Ron! I'm going to explode soon!" Ron just kept on going, sucking Harry's cock like a vacuum cleaner. Harry yelled in ecstasy, feeling his cock explode. Ron felt the first shot of Harry's warm canine cum hit the back of his throat, and swallowed it. But Harry kept cumming, and Ron was having a very hard time keeping up. He finally pulled off of Harry's mouth, gasping for breath. Harry's cum shot into Ron's face. After a few more seconds, Harry finally stopped cumming. He collapsed onto the bed, gasping for air.
Ron ran his paw over his face, taking the majority of Harry's seed and swallowing it. He leaned over Harry and kissed him deeply. Harry could taste himself on Ron's mouth, and decided it wasn't all that bad. After Ron broke the kiss, he looked down at Harry.
"Thanks, Ron. I really needed that."
"No problem, Harry. I'm sure we'll have plenty of more opportunities throughout the year." Ron sat up, grabbed the towel he used before, and walked out of the room, leaving Harry naked on the bed.