Chapter 37

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"I could pass that test in my sleep," Harry smirked as the two witches dropped to their knees before him. Aurora and Susan pressed their generous breasts together, creating a tight channel for his glistening cock.

"This is completely irresponsible behavior..." Hermione lectured, tapping her foot impatiently as Harry thrust between their tits. "McGonagall specifically said you were to..."

Her words faded to background noise as Harry lost himself in the dual sensation. He loved the black and white aesthetic, he would call this erotic sight as his length disappeared between their pressed breasts The Black and White press.

"Mmm... cum all over us..." Aurora purred, squeezing her dark mounds tighter around his shaft. Susan leaned down to flick her tongue across his sensitive head each time it emerged.

"Fuck... gonna..." Harry groaned, his balls tightening. With a final thrust, he erupted - painting both witches' heaving breasts with thick ropes of cum.

"...are you even listening to me?" Hermione demanded as Harry tucked himself away and grabbed his clothes.

He gave both Aurora and Susan deep, sloppy kisses as they licked each other clean. "Thanks for the fun, ladies," he winked, pulling on his pants.

"The polyjuice is ready," Hermione announced, tapping her foot impatiently.

Harry's eyes lit up with interest as he finished dressing. He gave the witches' asses a final squeeze before following Hermione out into the stairwell.

"You're absolutely insatiable," Hermione chided as they descended the spiral stairs. But there was a playful glint in her eyes.

SMACK! Harry's hand landed on her ass, making her yelp. "Like you're any better, Ms. Perfect Ass," he teased.

She retaliated with a sharp slap to his own rear, eyes darkening with arousal. "At least I study between shags!"

Their playful spanking escalated quickly. Soon Harry had Hermione pinned against the cold stone wall, his hardening length grinding against her through their clothes.

"Tell me..." she gasped as he attacked her neck with lips and teeth. "The hair for the potion... where'd you really get it?"

"Family vault," Harry murmured between kisses, sucking a mark into her sensitive skin. "That's all I know."

Hermione squirmed against him, clearly torn between desire and duty. "We'll... unngh... we'll both fail if you don't stop..."

Harry gave her neck one final, lingering kiss that had her mewling before stepping back. Her cheeks were flushed, lips parted as she caught her breath.

They hurried to the hidden room where she'd been brewing, sexual tension crackling between them. The potion bubbled ominously in its cauldron.

"Fair warning - it smells rank," Hermione said, ladling out a dose.

"Ugh, you weren't kidding," Harry grimaced at the foul odor. Holding his nose, he downed it in one gulp.

Harry's body burned as the potion took effect, muscles writhing and bones shifting beneath his skin. He doubled over, bracing against a table as the changes rippled through him.

The initial pain faded to tingles of awareness. Harry straightened, finding himself taller, broader - definitely male but not anyone he recognized.

"What the fuck?" he growled, voice deep and unfamiliar. Dark hair fell past his shoulders as he ran hands over his changed form.

"Interesting" Hermione said, rapidly flipping through her notes. "I did do the potion correctly and according to my notes this is how the transformation happen"

Harry examined his reflection - a handsome stranger stared back. Sharp features, penetrating grey eyes, and a powerfully built body wrapped in expensive old-fashioned robes.

"Who do you think this man is?" Hermione muttered, checking her brewing steps. "It was either someone your father knew or someone you should know about"

Harry's enhanced senses mapped his new form - there was something familiar about it, something that tugged at old memories. "Whoever he is, he's definitely a pureblood. These robes are at least 50 years old."

"We can look through geneology records" Hermione said thoughtfullty "If it is someone of import then we can probably find him quick but if he is not"

"Then we have to dig deeper" Harry finished grimly. "But there are people who would remember someone like this from 50 years ago eh"

This was not really important as it was more of a curiosity from his parents. It can't be anything related to voldemort that's for sure. Whatever it may be he will find out because he knew way to many stories that don't end well because the protagonists did not know some random tidbit of information.

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