Room of Requirement, Part 2

The Room of Requirement
Part 2 of 2
By: Riley (rileysmoker@yahoo.com)

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This fictional story contains adult themes and
descriptions. If such offends you, read no further.
All persons and situations depicted are fictional, any
similarities to real persons or events is purely
coincidental. Copyright Riley 2005. All rights
reserved. Feel free to reproduce this story as long as
the author is notified via email.
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   "Mr. Potter?" Snape said. 
   Harry snapped back to reality, "Um, yes professor?" 
   "I'm looking for an answer, Mr. Potter." 
   "I'm sorry, I don't know, professor." 
   "Ok then, five points from Gryffindor, perhaps next time you'll grace us 
with your attention as well as your presence?" Snape scowled before 
immediately continuing his lesson. 
   Harry's face turned red with embarrassment, Ron nudged him giving him a 
quizzical look. Harry just shook his head and shrugged. Harry was worried. 
Not about Snape's question or the house points, but about his feelings. 
Harry had lost himself to thoughts of girls in class before, but this was 
different, and he knew it. 
   Harry's daydreams in the past had been about Cho and Ginny, the only two 
girls he had ever found himself in love with. Today, however, Harry found 
himself thinking only of Hermione, and not of their secret meetings, but 
just of her. Harry found himself becoming in love with everything about 
Hermione, from her looks, habits, and hobbies, all the way to the funny 
faces she made when he or Ron makes her angry. 
   After class, Harry declined to join Ron to go meet Hermione and Parvati 
for hanging out on the grounds. Despite the beautiful weather, Harry had 
too much on his mind to relax, and instead retired to the Room of 
Requirement to sit and think in quiet. 
   When he arrived in the Room of Requirement he found it almost exactly as 
he had left it those few days ago. It had cleaned up, but Hermione's book 
and cigarettes rested on the table just as they had before. He sat down and 
immediately lost himself in his thoughts again. 
   Harry suddenly realized just how much he had avoided Hermione since that 
last night together. Or had Hermione been avoiding Harry? He couldn't quite 
determine which was which, but outside of classes Harry had not seen her 
once, and he had not spoken to her at all. Putting his hands over his face, 
Harry fell back against a pillow and sighed. What a mess he had gotten 
himself into! 
   Without realizing it, Harry spent hours in the Room of Requirement 
thinking about his ordeal. What would Ron say if he found out? Could he let 
Hermione go? Does Hermione feel the same way? So many questions plagued 
him, and in such deep contemplation he didn't hear at all when someone 
opened the door and came into the room. 

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   Hermione walked through the halls with Ron, Parvati, Lavender, and 
Seamus. Walking up the stairs, the others stopped on the second floor but 
Hermione continued towards the next flight. 
   "Where are you going Hermione?" Ron asked. 
   "I'm going to go grab my books and get some work done." 
   "But you've got all weekend!" Seamus chimed in. 
   "If I wait til Sunday I'll just be stressed out and angry like the rest 
of you all, I'd prefer to be calm and composed while completing my 
assignments." 
   "Hah! Well, it's your Friday night I guess." Seamus said, walking with 
the others towards the Great Hall, while Ron stayed behind. 
   "I uh, guess I'll see you later tonight?" Ron asked, obviously let down 
by Hermione's decision. 
   "Yeah, don't worry it won't take all night, I'll catch up with you all 
later. Have fun Ron," Hermione said, smiling. 
   They kissed, somewhat awkwardly, "See you," Ron said. 
   "Bye." Hermione replied, running up the steps. 
   When she reached the sixth floor Hermione walked down the long hallway 
towards the room of requirement. She reached for the door and slowly pulled 
it open. She saw Harry inside and made it a point not to make too much 
noise. 

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   "Hah! I can do it too!" Hermione said, jumping down into a sitting 
position on the pillows next to Harry. 
   Harry jumped, "Whoa! He..Hey Hermione." 
   "What's going on? Have you been in here all day?" 
   "Yeah, I guess, just thinking about stuff." Harry said, staring at the 
ground. 
   Hermione was about to reply, and then stopped, staring at Harry as she 
realized the possible meaning of his words. Harry looked up and looked into 
Hermione's green eyes. 
   "I uhh-" Harry started. 
   "Shh, don't" Hermione interrupted. 
   "Hermione, I-" 
   "Come on Harry, aren't things good how they are?" Hermione sensed what 
Harry was getting at. 
   "Hermione, I love you." 
   Hermione's heart skipped a beat and she stared at Harry in shock. She 
knew that something was up with him but was totally blindsided by this 
revelation. Without saying a word, she reached over Harry, grabbing her 
cigarettes and lighter. 
   "I'm sorry Hermione, I know this isn't what you wanted to hear." Harry 
continued as Hermione pulled a cigarette from the pack, lit it, and began 
to take heavy drags. 
   "I uh, don't know what to say Harry." Hermione said, exhaling smoke with 
every word. 
   "It's ok, we can just end it here. We talked about this and we know what 
we have to do." Harry said. 
   Hermione lifted the cigarette to her lips, she pulled smoke through the 
filter into her mouth. As she slightly opened her mouth, a swirling cloud 
of smoke could be seen within. As she sucked in air it quickly mixed with 
the smoke as it all traveled into her body. She paused for a short time, 
giving the smoke time to absorb into her lungs before exhaling a light 
cloud. 
   "Harry-" Hermione started but stopped. 
   "I'm sorry, I'll go." Harry said starting to get up. 
   Hermione grabbed Harry's wrist, pulling him back down, "Look Harry, I've 
been- I've been in love with you since our first year here." 
   It was Harry's turn to be surprised. Hermione held the cigarette out to 
him and he chuckled as he took it from her and took a drag himself. 
   "But," Hermione continued, "Now I'm with Ron. This isn't exactly the 
perfect time for this to happen Harry." 
   "I didn't want this to happen, it just did. But there's nothing I can do 
about it Hermione, after last Tuesday everything has been different. I 
don't know how, it just has. It wasn't until today that I came to the 
realization that I absolutely love you, Hermione." 
   Hermione took the cigarette back from Harry, taking another puff of 
smoke as tears formed in her eyes. She knew what she had to do, but knew it 
would cause numerous problems in her life. She looked up at Harry, who 
wiped her tears from her cheek with his thumb. 
   Suddenly she jumped towards him and kissed him. Their lips stayed closed 
on one another's and their eyes shut for almost an entire minute. When they 
broke from one another Hermione's tears were more numerous. 
   Harry hugged Hermione and said, "It's ok Hermione, you can go." 
   Hermione laughed lightly, hugging Harry back, "I'm not going anywhere." 
   They stayed hugging one another for almost ten minutes, both 
contemplating just what this meant for their lives. 

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   Hermione shut the door behind her, "Sit down," she said. 
   Ron sat on a couch and Hermione joined him, "What's up?" he asked, 
sensing the tone of this meeting. 
   Hermione pulled her pack of cigarettes from her robes, and began 
extracting one as she said, "We have to talk about some stuff Ron." 
   Hermione had the cigarette in her mouth and was leaning the tip into the 
flame, "What are you doing? Is that a cigarette? What's going on?" Ron 
asked, somewhat frantically. 
   Hermione had finished her initial drag, "I'm going to just say it, Ron I 
don't think things are working between us." 
   Ron looks somewhat dismayed, but Hermione sensed he had not taken this 
as too much of a shock. She dragged hard on the cigarette, inhaling the 
smoke deep while hoping Ron would not completely flip out on her. 
   "Why are you smoking?" he asked. 
   While exhaling a long stream of smoke, Hermione was surprised by the 
question, expecting a response to breaking up, "Um, well it's just 
something I've been doing a little bit," Hermione replied, "Now I'm just 
doing it because I was nervous about talking to you, but I first tried it 
out of curiosity." 
   "Hmm- ok, well anyway Hermione, the truth is- I've known things were 
weird between us for a while now." 
   Hermione was surprised, "You have?" 
   "I mean, I love you, you're great, but we do kind of lack the physical 
chemistry most couples seem to have," he said, "After a year things are 
still uneasy when we simply hold hands or kiss and I guess we might be 
meant to just be friends." 
   Hermione was relieved but at the same time immensely interested, here 
she had thought that Ron was just afraid of being physical, "I know what 
you mean. I guess that's part of why I thought we should end it." 
   "What was the other part?" Ron asked the question. The very question 
Hermione dreaded most, but anticipated the end of. 
   "Ok," Hermione said, taking a drag on her cigarette and blowing the 
smoke towards the ground, "I've developed a thing for Harry-" 
   Hermione continued facing the ground. When Ron didn't reply she looked 
up at him. Ron was staring at her, but held a small grin on his face, "It's 
ok Hermione," he said, seeing how nervous she was he put his hand on her 
shoulder and shook her around a bit, "Loosen up! Everybody knew you and 
Harry would end up together." 
   "What are you talking about? You aren't upset? Ron, I would never do 
this if it upset you, you know that right?" 
   "Don't worry! I mean, you're an incredible person but I can see as well 
as you can that it just didn't work with us. It was fun while it lasted, 
but honestly I'm somewhat relieved it's over." 
   "Oh Ron! I'm so happy you're not upset. You're such a great friend, I 
hope you know I'll always have your back and be your friend." Hermione 
said, and she meant it with all her heart. 
   "I know," Ron smiled, "Hey! Well now I can start back up with charming 
the ladies." 
   Hermione laughed, and took another drag on her cigarette, "Thank you 
Ron, you're such a great guy." 
   "Yeah, yeah, put that thing out and lets get out of here." They hugged 
one another and got up to leave the room. Hermione took one last drag 
before stubbing out the cigarette. 
   "How long have you known about Harry?" Ron asked as they left the room. 
   "He talked to me earlier today," She replied. 
   "So that's why he was so weird!" Ron realized, beginning to laugh with 
Hermione as the door shut. 

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   That evening, Harry and Hermione walked to the Room of Requirement 
together. About halfway there, Harry reached out and took Hermione's hand 
into his own. She looked down at their now clasped together hands and then 
up at Harry. He met her gaze and they smiled at one another. 
   Once inside the room they moved towards the pillows. Harry stopped and 
turned to face Hermione. 
   Smiling, Harry took both of her hands, "Hermione, will you be my 
girlfriend?" 
   Hermione began laughing, "Hmm, I don't know Harry-" 
   "Oh shut up!" He said and pulled her towards him. 
   Their lips touched and they shared their first kiss. While it wasn't 
actually their first kiss, it was their first kiss since realizing their 
true love for one another. They slowly became more passionate, Harry's 
hands both on the sides of Hermione's head, while she pulled him closer to 
her with her right hand on the back of his head and her left hand on the 
small of his back. 
   Harry pulled away to work on taking his robe off. While they were parted 
Hermione pulled out her pack of cigarettes and took one out. She lit the 
cigarette hands free and exhaled through her nostrils, blowing the streams 
of smoke out as she simultaneously pulled on the cigarette again. She 
continued smoking this way as she unbuttoned her shirt. She had elected to 
lose the robes after she had spoken to Ron. Since classes were over for the 
week, the students were free to dress as they pleased. 
   Once she had unbuttoned the shirt she pulled on the cigarette and 
removed it from her mouth. She breathed the smoke into her lungs. She left 
her shirt on, but open, showing Harry that she had elected not to wear a 
bra. Harry had removed his cloak and stood in only a white t-shirt and his 
black uniform slacks. Hermione pulled him towards her and exhaled the smoke 
into his mouth. Harry's hands wandered to her chest and he began to massage 
Hermione's perfectly round and perky breasts. 
   Hermione guided Harry down onto some pillows and again dangled the 
cigarette from her mouth. She straddled him and pulled away from the reach 
of his hands. Before he could protest, however, she began to unzip his 
pants, pulling them down his legs. She then pulled his boxers down, 
revealing his manhood. She dragged hard on the cigarette and pulled it from 
her mouth before exhaling towards his erect penis. 
   She grasped his erection with her left hand, while bringing the 
cigarette to her lips with her right. She drew smoke into her mouth, but 
did not inhale. She lowered herself and let her tongue and lips touch 
Harry. She inhaled the smoke as she began to suck lightly, massaging him 
with her tongue. She exhaled with her mouth still over him, smoke flowing 
out around his penis. 
   Hermione started into a bobbing motion, licking and sucking his erection 
slowly, providing him with immense pleasure. Harry was moaning as she 
performed this. Just before he was about to come, she sensed it and 
stopped. Hermione stood up and began to unzip her own pants. Still sitting, 
Harry helped Hermione pull her pants and underwear down. Once her vagina 
was revealed, Harry go to his knees, and began to lick and suck on 
Hermione's vagina and clitoris right where she stood. Hermione gasped and 
shivered with pleasure. She rememebered the cigarette still burning in her 
hand and took a long drag. The cigarette was nearly spent so she grabbed 
her pack from the floor and removed a second cigarette. Putting the new 
cigarette in her mouth, she held the first against it and used it to light 
the new one. 
   Once she had lit the second cigarette, Hermione stubbed out the first 
and pushed Harry back down, sitting on his legs. Hermione leaned over him 
and kissed him lightly. They smiled at each other, and Hermione took a five 
second drag from the cigarette. She pulled the smoke into her lungs and 
quickly locked lips with Harry. As she fed him the smoke, however, she 
maneuvered her vagina above his erection and thrust herself down on him. 
She felt Harry's gasp suck the last of the smoke out of her and she smiled 
at having been able to help him experience the bliss she had felt last 
Tuesday. 
   Hermione continued pushing herself up and down on Harry. She slowed 
almost to a stop a few times, teasing Harry, who responded by lifting his 
hips and thrusting into her. Hermione continued smoking heavily throughout 
the experience. Bathing Harry in her exhaled smoke as they shared many 
smoky kisses. Finally Hermione felt herself about to come. Her vagina 
tightened around Harry's erection, which responded by simultaneously coming 
inside of her. 
   Hermione took one last drag, harder than she ever had before, bringing 
the smoke into her body as she stubbed it out. Hermione thrust her tongue 
into Harry's mouth, spilling smoke as she kissed him hard. Harry exhaled a 
long stream of smoke from Hermione and smiled. 
   Hermione kissed Harry over and over, happy to finally have the boy of 
her dreams. Harry was happy to kiss back, finding himself increasingly in 
love with the beautiful Hermione Granger. 
   "I love you Hermione Granger," he said. 
   Hermione grinned, "And I love you, Harry Potter." 
   They kissed once more before falling asleep in each other's arms. They 
held each other close, happy to be in love, happy to spend the rest of 
their lives together. 

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