Harry Potter: S*x Oriented Hogwarts

Warning - Lucifer, the Devil is Billions of years old. 

Hermione with multiple personalities, her character's real age during sexual intercourse is 18+

(Hermione - Blessed by Amenadiel, time works differently for her, she has already surpassed age of 18+)

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In that dark room, where the Mirror of Erised, was just left alone, by Harry, and Ron, there didn't seem to be any flames lit inside, except, there was also a small transparent window, that made the way for the moon, to shone its light. 

For a moment, there didn't seem to be anything weird about this, only....a male palm, slightly touched its glass from the inside. 

After that, a whole body started to take form, this person's eyes were glowing red, and just seemed to be looking down, not even uttering a single word. 

He just stood there quietly, from the outsider's view, it looked, as if this person was just standing by, only for a woman's arms, to drape over his chest from behind, while her lips, trying to kiss every part of the male figure's neck. 

Even though, you can't hear the proper words, that were being exchanged, if a person, with slightly keen eyes, tried his best, to interpret from their lips movements, this kind of talk can be heard.

"Where are you going, Daddy?"

"I'm still very hungry" Then, her lips started to bite into the other person's throat, and whispered such dangerous things, in a lustful manner, breathing quite heavily, "Hermione, I need to go back...."

Crack! 

A noise was echoed inside this large room, the Mirror of Erised.....a shard was directly broken, which made a crack sound, and, that said piece of glass just fell down. 

Smash! It broke into pieces.

Only, this person named, Hermione Granger-Morningstar, was not in the mood to listen, what her husband was saying at all, and even became more aggressive, her right hand, started to crawl downwards, and groped her property, with all her might, then started to play just like usual....."I don't remember giving you the permission....."

"I don't ne-

"Mine.....All mine...feed me...."

Crack! 

"I just did....

"Not enough..... It's never eno-" 

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When morning had come, Lucifer refused to get out of bed early, being exceptionally moody about the previous night. 

Neither Ron nor Harry could understand, why he was in such a grumpy mood. 

When he finally got out of bed though, Lucifer did notice a letter on his nightstand. He grabbed the envelope and carefully opened it. 

His mood did brighten some, when he saw that it was from Hermione:

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Dear Daddy,

Thank you so much for the present! I've never heard of this device before, so after reading the workbook, I just started using it to talk with Mum! 

It really worked. Also, I want to ask, can I use this mirror over the holidays to talk with you? Note, didn't mention anything regarding this, but I'm still very happy. Thank you again!

I hope you like the present I sent, I figured, that you must like to read up on the Greatest Wizards in history, and who knows? Maybe one day you'll have a spot in this book with how good you are at Magic, right? I believe you will, at any rate.

I take it you haven't found anything on Nicholas Flamel, otherwise you would've Owled me. You don't have to respond. I'll see you after the holidays and we can pick it up from there.

Yours,

Hermione

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Lucifer smiled at the letter and folded it back exactly how it was, placing it back inside the envelope and in the top drawer of his nightstand. 

Her letter reminding him of Nicholas Flamel, had him think more....

This guy wasn't in any books they looked at, but with the way Hagrid talked, he should be an important and prominent figure in the Wizarding Community.

An idea struck him and Lucifer immediately got dressed and rushed to the Library, foregoing breakfast, if it was still being served, as he had to check something. 

He went looking through about a dozen books and found exactly what he was looking for after five hours of searching.

"Holy Marv-!" He yelled excitedly.

"Sssshhhhhhh," came Madam Pince's voice.

"....Right," Lucifer said in a quieter voice, taking the book and leaving. He didn't waste time in telling Harry and Ron as, while they would be excited, their reaction wouldn't be near what he was looking for. 

He just had to wait for Hermione to return.

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She did return the day before the term started and was surprised to see Lucifer standing there, waiting for her at the Castle Entrance, "Daddy? What are you doing waiting for me?!"

"...I don't think it's wrong, for wanting to see my best friend?" Only, at the end of his sentence, Lucifer's brows frowned slightly confused, and instead of answering normally, it came out as a question instead.

".....nothing wrong with that," It's just Hermione also smiled bitterly in response, when she heard those damn words. 'There's no way, he would let me do that....'

"I see, but I do have a good reason for waiting on you, though, follow me!" Lucifer decided to ignore this for the meantime, and hurried her back to the Common Room, only Hermione seemed to be following him with such heavy footsteps. 

Once back, he said, about waiting until she could unpack her stuff.

Lucifer just sat on the sofa, near the fireplace until she came back down, "So, what did you need to show me?"

"You know why we couldn't find Nicholas Flamel? Because he's much older than, any of you. It took me hours looking through books that went back before the Twentieth Century, but I found him!" Lucifer showed her the book and the page, he was talking about.

Hermione gave it a quick read, "The Philosopher's Stone! He created it, that's why Hagrid said his name!"

"That must've been what was almost stolen from Gringotts, that's what Fluffy is guarding! It creates an Elixir that can grant Etern- wait, that's not right, a human, being immortal, it's against the laws of the unive-"  Only, Lucifer's voice just stopped altogether, eyes have now also been closed, and his body, started to fall down sideways.....

Even though, Lucifer was very excited at first, but then started talking weird again.....it's just, he also felt quite relieved at the moment.... most likely about to sleep. 

It was Hermione, who caught Lucifer's shoulders gently, and laid him back on the sofa, in a more comfortable manner...."I told you, that, Quidditch through the Ages, is a very nice book...." but, the boy in front of her obviously ignored her. 

After that, a blanket was pulled over Lucifer's body, to cover him up, then, Hermione's eyes started to become  alert towards her surroundings, to make sure, they both were alone. 

'It's now or never, Hermione!'  

"Lumos!" She said, while holding her wand in right hand, that started to glow lightly, enough for the task she needed this for...

When she heard, Lucifer's snoring, and by looking at his chest moving up and down, Hermione knew, that her "Bewitched sleep" charm has worked. 

"I don't think, it will last much longer though...." Indeed, she didn't have much hope, as this charm will be taught during their 3rd year, and because, she was going insane, during the flying classes, Hermione read Quidditch Through the Ages, so many times.....she was even able to work this spell around for several minutes.....which was pretty low, comparing to the other students in their 3rd year. 

Her wand was already laid inside the blanket, to give herself slightly more clear vision. 

Then she just sat down on the ground, her knees are now folded in a way so that, Hermione ends up kneeling in front of him, her face level with Lucifer's pants. 

After that, She just got busy undoing his belt buckle, then used her fingers to unzip his fly, reaching in to pull out his cock, which was around eleven inch, hard and thick, purple-headed.

Hermione, who had slightly dark eyes full of hunger and lust, saw the 'thing' for which she had been dying all holidays to play with, "It's gorgeous... and... so big," a low voice was muttered slightly in awe. 

She had never seen anything like this....After taking a huge gulp, even though, Hermione had only seen those illustrations, and read the dialogues that were stated inside her books, it didn't feel unnatural at all, to reach for it with both hands. 

It fit perfectly in her hands, her fingers nestled in at the base..... It's like, his cock was just made for her..."Mine"

What was going to happen next felt so clear and so obvious that Hermione didn't think twice about it. 

She bent forward, opened her mouth, and Lucifer's cock slip between her lips.

It was the first time that, Hermione could think of that she had taken something into her mouth for the sole purpose of licking and sucking it.

It wasn't like a sweet or lollipop or anything else you usually sucked on, because they were small and sweet and dissolved with your spit. 

This was different. 

It was far more exciting, because when Hermione put his cock in her mouth, something rushed through her. 

A sort of swooping, eager, hungry thing that plunged from the back of her throat down into her stomach. 

A racing, skipping, weightless sensation.

It was the feeling she'd never felt before...This was more than just excitement. 

This was... well... Hermione didn't know quite what it was. 

She didn't have the capacity to think about it just then, because the sensation of weightless eagerness was so overwhelming that all she wanted to do was focus exclusively on Lucifer's cock in her mouth.

She had never done this before, but for some reason, Hermione found that she didn't have to think about...Her body knew what to do. 

She gripped the base of his cock and pushed forward as far as she could until his cock felt like, it filled her mouth completely, the tip of it brushing the back of her throat in a way that made her stomach clench.

Hermione held it there for several seconds, experimenting with her tongue. 

Lucifer really did take up a lot of space in her mouth, but the most terrifying thing, she could still see it, with her eyes....there was so much more, that needed to be swallowed. 

But, Hermione just couldn't relax her throat around, and take him inside her mouth, even more, but she could still lick, and move her tongue around him, and even stick her tongue between her lips and his cock, which felt both insanely good and slightly sickening at the same time. 

Hermione wanted to cram more of him in. That was surprising. 

She wanted to choke on Lucifer's dick because there was too much of it.

To be overwhelmed. The thought of it combined with the almost overwhelm of his dick brushing the back of her throat was so intoxicating to this bushy-haired girl. 

But getting more of him in her mouth was more difficult than she at first thought, because after just a few moments, Hermione realised she couldn't breathe, and that she felt like retching. 

Shocked, she rocked back on her shoes and let his cock pop out of her mouth. 

It has been no more than ten seconds, but Hermione was already panting for more oxygen. 

She felt spit on her chin. Felt the ghost of where Lucifer's cock had been in her mouth, warm and achy.

"Am I even doing this, okay?" Hermione muttered to herself, then came out of that blanket to look upwards, and see, if there's any kind of reaction from the sleeping boy....Only, his face looked much relaxed, probably in a good dream, that made Hermione feel quite reassured. 

... It's just Lucifer's hand, also moved at this time, towards the back of her head and seemed to be pulling her back in. 

He wanted more. He wanted 'her' 

And, though Hermione was still short of breath, and a little nauseous, and a little unsure, she couldn't stop herself from diving back in, plunging his cock into her mouth once more, lavishing it with her tongue, sealing her lips around it and sucking and licking. 

And, as she did so, that swooping eager hungry thing rushed through her body once more, quick and all-consuming, making her whimper, distraught, at how plaintively she wanted this. 

At how indecently exciting and pleasurable it was.

But even as she reeled at how much she enjoyed it, she wanted more. An obscene amount more. 

'What would it feel like if Daddy pushed me down really hard onto his thi-no, I should say what it really is, right?....'

'What would it feel like if he rubbed it on my lips, or slipped it into my mouth so deep, that it even went into the throat or even my stomach?'

Was that even possible? Surely, I would be sick if he did that... and yet, even knowing this, Hermione wanted this more, than anything. 

She rocked back and forth a little, seeing how deep she could get him.

It was easier now that his cock was slimed up with her spit. 

Now that she had gotten used to how big it felt in her mouth. 

Hermione wrapped her lips around his shaft and sucked a little, breathing through her nose. 

That was nice... but what she really liked was the feeling of it sliding in and out of her mouth, so she returned to rocking back and forth almost immediately.

She noticed, quite abstractly, that she was drooling. 

A big, heavy loop of drool was hanging from her chin, and Hermione could feel the weight of it. 

She didn't wipe it away, because her hands were busy gripping the base of his cock, nestled there in his pubic hair, clasping the soft-hard-thick rod of his cock where it connected with his body.

Rocking back, Hermione tried to look up at him, but it was really hard to see anything much at all..... because of the blanket, she had used to cover them. 

The desire to do so passed, and she shut her eyes instead. 

Hermione, then just tried to map his cock with her tongue. The little divot under the tip. The thick ridge of the head.

A living thing. 

She was filling her mouth with a living organ belonging to her Daddy, her Lucifer. Mine.

He's mine.

Her stomach tensed with arousal, and she pushed forward, taking him good and deep. 

Deep enough that she couldn't breathe. 

But it didn't matter because the choked-off, no-air crushing sensation at the back of her throat was every bit as delicious as it was terrifying. 

It made her light-headed. 

Not just light-headed, but light all through her body, as though, Hermione were a helium balloon, lifting up out of herself, off the ground, off her knees and floating, floating...

She gagged. Spluttering and retching she doubled over on the floor, snapping straight back into her body again. 

Her throat squeezed and her stomach flipped over.

Lucifer's cock popped out of her mouth, but she kept hold of it with one hand. For a moment the world seemed to spin. Then it settled. 

Hermione gasped a raspy breath.

Then, just as soon as she was physically able to do so, she went right back to sucking his cock again.

She was more careful this time. 

As much as, Hermione just wanted to thrust it to the very back of her throat, she realised that it would simply make her gag. 

She didn't want to gag. She wanted to keep Lucifer's cock in her mouth as long as she possibly could. 

And maybe, she thought, 'I could even make him leak...'

That happened, she knew. It was mentioned, when you Suck a boy's cock nicely, he might ejaculate in your mouth. 

Lucifer probably would, unless she wasn't that good at it. But, Hermione always likes to be perfect, that's why, she would definitely make him leak in her mouth, and swallow it down her belly. Eat every inch of him 'I just need to practice a little more....'

Only, Would I be able to make him come? 

The prospect that, Lucifer might spurt some fluid from inside his body into her mouth made her feel, much the same as the possibility of choking on his cock: desperate for it to happen.

But, would it be unpleasant? She'd read girls complaining, later about boys coming in their mouth, with no warning. 

Why did they need a warning? Did it taste bad? Was it so forceful that it could make you choke? 

Some characters, Hermione knew hated it. 'But, I don't want to hate it... Was it even going to happen?'

Questions swirled in her head. These were Urgent questions, because Hermione wanted it to happen, now, she didn't have much time left. 

The more she thought about it, the more it seemed desperately important, that she made him come. 

Whether it felt good or bad, whether it hurt, whether it tasted nice or nasty... it didn't matter. 

Hermione wanted it to happen. It was a bodily want, located somewhere in the pit of her stomach. A bodily want that bypassed her brain altogether.

Perhaps because of that need, she was sucking him off really quite messily now.

Long, sloppy strokes. Her face was covered in her own spit and she was drooling. 

Her eyes were squeezed shut as she rocked back and forth, cramming Lucifer's cock into her mouth as deep as she could stand it again and again and again, and thinking all the while, 'please come, please come in my mouth, in my mouth, in my mouth, in my mouth...'

When it happened, then, it took Hermione somewhat by surprise. 

She didn't know how long she'd been on her knees, but it felt like only a few minutes when, she heard Lucifer groaning loudly and, then squeezed her shoulder.

Hard. Hermione pulled back a little, wondering if she had done something wrong -- grazed him with her teeth, perhaps. 

A moment later, his cock twitched in her mouth. She felt it swell for a moment and then...

Come. A huge, silky jet of it. It burst into Hermione's mouth like a ripe tomato exploding and squirting out its juice. 

'Daddy's ejaculating in my mouth'  

'Coming in my mouth. In my mouth. Mine. Right now!'

The fact that it was happening, actually happening to her was so insanely hot, that it made her pussy twitch.

The first spurt was followed by another which felt, if anything, even more copious than the first. 

And now Hermione could taste it. 

She'd expected sweet, but actually it was saline, slick, a little like olive oil. 

Warm and slippery. Her mouth felt full just from those two bursts, and so she swallowed urgently, and the stuff slipped down her throat in a bubble, like an egg yolk. 

Easy to swallow, even though there was a lot of it. But just as she was swallowing, another spurt entered Hermione's mouth.

This one felt like it ran straight back down her open throat, which made her gag violently.

She doubled over. Come and spit exploded from her mouth, which spilt warmly down her front. 

She felt it on her chin and on her hands, which were still gripping his cock. 

On her neck. A thick string of mixed bodily fluids hung between his cock and her mouth. 

Hermione fought for control of herself, frustrated and horny and excited beyond words.

She didn't want to be choking on his come.

She wanted it in her mouth. 

Hermione wanted to be swallowing it smoothly and hungrily, just like any other drink.

Lucifer, grunted again in his sleep, which made Another oozing burst of ejaculate from his cock -- Hermione looked up just in time to see it leave the tip of his cock, silvery white and liquid. 

It hung there for a moment, then became an elongated drip, and then fell with a splat to the floor. 

Hermione felt a twisting heave of desire in the pit of her stomach, to just start licking it from there, and not waste even a single drop. 

By the time, she had gotten control of herself again, Lucifer had finished coming.

She released his cock and rocked back on the floor, looking up at him. Part of her wanted to carry on... but she didn't know if that was normal, or if she was allowed, or if that would hurt him, or any number of other things. 

So, Hermione looked up at his sleeping face, come and spit drooling from her mouth, her hands slippy and coated with his semen.

"Was that okay?" She asked nervously, her voice a little thick from all the choking. 

She was aware, suddenly, of the bright light coming from the window, again. The sound of the owls hooting, and, the hustle-bustle noises of people coming over.....towards the Gryffindor portrait. 

It was indeed a disappointment for Hermione, she reluctantly had to move his pants back up, while folding his still-erect cock awkwardly into them, but then her eyes moved towards her wand, then she had an idea, and took it, with her right hand, then started to flick it around Lucifer's cock, and engraved 'HG' on the underside, just by taking a look, Hermione's smile widened even more, and kissed her initials lightly, with her eyes sparkling. 

She was really pleased, with her craft, and, then zipped it back up. 

After making sure, there isn't anything odd, Hermione decided to go upstairs towards her bed, and clean her face up. 

Even though, Lucifer was still busy in the dream land, Hermione's eyes never moved from his face, and just stared at him creepily. 

Gryffindor's have now started to enter through the portrait, but their noise didn't even reach Hermione's ears.

Her head was spinning. People all around her were talking, like the world hadn't just completely changed.

Hermione felt strange, weightless, powerful and so damn hungry, she tried to fix this feeling in her memory with as much detail and nuance as she possibly could: how her lips were just very slightly numb, how her throat ached, how she could still feel the smooth texture of Lucifer's come in her mouth, how she could still smell him, still feel his stickiness on her fingers, how the memory of choking breathlessly on his cock still made her heart beat faster every single time she thought about it.

That was the very first blowjob that Hermione Granger ever gave. And it changed her life forever.